Vampiric, Surgeon of Death

Drabble#13: Sanji barely made. He barely saved Robin-chwan from being vampire food! -He didn't count, at least he asked! Law was more of a bastard than he took him for.

AN: So Recap, all vampires have a given set of powers that they all share- strenght, speed, compulsion, etc, and then have a single gift that is theirs only.

dhampire712: Here you are~! Law meets them, is a vampire, they find out when he tries to hypnotize Robin and Sanji catches him. Thanks for the ideas, you're like the only one who reviews with any. *pout*

Sanji: Manipulation of Smoke/Air

Law: Manipulation of Blood

"Authority/Compelling"

"Use of Powers"

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Trafalgar Law, ally of the Strawhats, glanced our carefully, keeping his senses open as he silently moved through the Thousand Sunny. He had just began to travel with the Strawhats to Dressrosa. They were all injured but Law was especially more so. He was injured, and in pain, and thirsty. He knew if he soothed one of those issues, the others were sure to follow. Now, he just needed a bank.

"Law-san?"

Law perked, his eyes zeroing in on the historian's. "Be still and silent." he ordered, his eyes becoming demonic.

Against her will, Robin froze, her eyes widening in realization as slowly, her mind was taken over. Keeping eye contact, less the control be dropped, Law slowly made his way over to Robin, who couldn't move, except for when Law ordered her to tilt her head. Robin went limp, defeated; she didn't want it, to feed a stranger, but she knew she had little choice in the matter, so she decided to relax rather than tense at the oncoming pain.

Law leaned in closer, his fangs, four on top, two on bottom, sprung from his gums. Law pupils shrunk more and more as he got closer; hunger taking advantage of his mind. He was going to feed. He was going to drink her dry-

"Smoke."

Law jerked back, hissing at the enemy who was watching them calmly, a cigarette between his lips. Law had nowhere to escape, he had to choose; hide, or defend his meal. He chose his best bet.

Sanji deftly dodged the hungry vampire coming at him, controlling the smoke around him to disappear from Law's sight. Law hissed, his teeth out, his claws posed, he turned trying to relocate the enemy vampire. Law's instincts got more and more chaotic, the smoke was obscuring everything; he couldn't see or hear. In the forefront of his mind, he couldn't rationalized it, he would of thought he was no longer on the Sunny, or even at sea.

Sanji appeared behind Robin, keeping his smoke activated, which created the illusions. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Robin nodded, staring as well. "What will you do?" she asked, glancing at her vampire friend.

Sanji breathed out. "Go back to sleep Robin," he said, not sugar-coating it. "I'll take care of him."

Robin nodded and made her way to the girls' cabin; she glanced back. "Don't kill him," she said, "I do not like him either, however, Luffy will be upset."

Sanji nodded. "I know," he muttered, watching the thrashing vampire.

Sanji waited until Robin was safe behind the door before his eyes narrowed, and he brought his cigarette back to his mouth. "Vaccum," he uttered, and sucked in the smoke.

In his empty world, Law gasped, as suddenly, the smoke disappeared. He hissed as his eyes found the enemy vampire, who was calmly watching him. He moved to attack only to gasp as suddenly his breath was stolen from him, and he fell to his knees, gasping for air. In the back of his mind, he knew he didn't need oxygen to live, and yet, for whatever reason. his body was suddenly demanding the pure substance.

Sanji watched with detached eyes as his illusions affected the vampire, until finally, Law collapsed; physically and mentally exhausted from the attack and lack of blood. Sanji breathed out, before he walked over, picking the other vampire up by the back of his jacket and dragging the unconscious man to the galley.

In the galley, Sanji took no chances and he pulled on some gloves, before going to their captive closet. Opening it, it was full of different containment tools, like seastone. or weakening herbs; Sanji pulled out a chain that was laced with seastone, and made of silver. Law groaned in his unconsciousness as the chain was tightly bound around his torso, his arms forced up and his wrist chained to the back of his shoulder blades. Sanji nodded in satisfaction before going to the stove to boil some water. Law would be out for a while.

~Three hours later, 01:00~

Law blinked, grimacing as he slowly awoke. Against his will, he groaned, feeling aches and pains in his throat and limbs; he felt like he was made of lead at that moment. Scenting the air, despite his pain, he got nicotine and water, as well as something coppery. Law hissed and struggled as he realized that the scent was blood and that he was bound.

"So you're up."

Law paused, his red eyes zeroing in on the chef, who was watching him emotionlessly, a cigarette between his lips. Sanji picked up a mug and began slowly walk towards the doctor and for the first time in his vampiric life, Law felt fear. He was at the other vampire's mercy, defenseless, easy to kill. Sanji owed him nothing, Law had even attacked the other vampire's blood supply. Sanji hadn't a reason not to kill him.

"Here."

Law flinched violently, his chair tipping but Sanji caught him and straightened it. Law made eye contact with the table, and the mug that Sanji had placed in front of him; it was steaming, and filled with a thick, red substance. Law hissed when he realized what it was, reaching his head forward, and Sanji put in a large straw. Law latched onto it, slurping the gooey substance with gusto; he groaned as it made contact with his tongue, tasting of cinnamon and cocoa powder. It tasted nothing like blood and yet Law could feel his hunger being sated.

Sanji watched, preparing another cup for the vampire to drink. "You could have told us you were a vampire," he said lightly, putting the second cup down. "No one would've cared seeing as you're already an outsider among us."

Law, now in a little more control of himself, paused and glanced at the other vampire. "I hadn't even realized you were one yourself; you hide your aura well," he said softly. "You stood in the sun like it was nothing, and I didn't see any scars on your crew."

Sanji snorted, ignoring the sun part. "I don't feed on my nakama; haven't in a few years," he said, then gestured to the mug. "Chopper made a supplement that I drink instead of blood. They taste like crap so I add spices to it."

Law looked down at the full mug in wonder. "Would he be willing…" he began.

"I'm sure he'd be happy to share," Sanji said, and put a second straw into the mug.

Law began to drink, more slowly this time. "So your crew knows," he said between gulps.

"Ah," Sanji said, then chuckled, "Haven't you heard? We're a crew of monsters. I thought it was widely known by now."

"Ah, that's right," Law murmured, sitting back; full and lethargic. "A crew with a vampire, a werewolf, a cambion, a sea hag, a cyborg, and a skeleton. Of course I noticed your werewolf, skeleton, and cyborg, but I hadn't made the connection it was you."

"Don't forget our human monster, historian, and reindeer," Sanji finished, taking the mugs.

Law snorted, agreeing with the first one, before he glanced down at the chains binding him. "Release me," he said, looking at the other vampire.

"Sure," Sanji said, and walked over.

Law jerked as he was yanked up by his collar, forced to look at Sanji's evil smile.

Sanji tilted his head, smiling. "Hurt my nakama again, and I'll burn you alive," he said sincerely.

Law swallowed, and shakily nodded before he was put down; Sanji pulling on his gloves and removing the chains. Law flexed his arms, rotating his shoulders and watching as Sanji moved towards the galley closet to return them there, and locking it behind him.

Sanji turned to the doctor. "I have a spare coffin you can use," he said, walking from the galley.

Law followed. "It old, something Robin-chwan gave to me three years ago, but it's comfortable, and keeps the sun out," Sanji said, walking down to storage. "We're allowed to sleep in till noon, then it's up. Got it?"

"They let you sleep?" Law asked, eyebrow rose. "I would think as the chef you would have to be awake all day."

Sanji rolled his eyes. "My crew cares about my health," he disagreed. "They care about me like that. Luffy cares."

"Mugiwara-ya again," Law muttered to himself.

The Strawhats, from what Law deduced, were obsessed with their captain. They were always doing something for him whether it was playing, or reading to him, or feeding him, or anything. They were all loyal, though now Law had a small idea as to why, and they were all willing. Willing to give up their lives for the life of their captain.

They walked into the hull and Sanji went to a wall, sliding a latch to the side. A pair of legs fell down as well as a hidden panel, revealing a, old, but still beautiful, black coffin. Sanji opened it. He turned to leave but Law stopped him.

"What is so special about Mugiwara-ya?" he asked.

Sanji chuckled, smiling at the clueless surgeon. "Luffy is everything," he said simply, and left it at that.

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I really liked that. And I think I like Vampire!Law, so I might do some more fics with him, any ideas - please pass it along.

IMPORTANT FACTS ABOUT V!LAW: I opened the can of sun again. All vampires are different in their feelings to the sun. The reaction is the same, they burn, however most vampires go about it differently. Some, like Sanji used to, slather themselves in sunscreen and that works for them. Now, Sanji is one of few vampires with a sunstone that protects him from the sun but Law is not. Law doesn't use sunscreen unless he has to but rather he wears covering clothes, like some others do. He just needs some 'screen on his hands and face or wears a hat and gloves.

Anyways, till next time,

Ja ne~!