It is I, with a new chapter for my first fanfiction story. Hello friends.

Disclaimer: One Piece does not belong to me. (I probably won't write it every chapter.)

Enjoy the first chapter!

CHAPTER 1: Beautiful in the rain

Trafalgar Law was a perfectly normal person.

Well, apart from the fact that he was a total loner, the head surgeon of the Hearts Hospital and basically hated the world, he was normal. He had a home, a job, a family, friends (maybe). He had his own convictions, his own (creepy) personality, his own life.

Yes, he was perfectly normal.

"Laaaaw! Laaaaaaw! Doctor Laaaaaw!"

Law turned away from his coffee with a murderous look in his eyes — his usual look.

"Ah. Sorry." It was Bepo, one of his (rare) friends. He was still wearing his hospital uniform. Bepo was a young psychologist and a very sensitive person when it came to his appearance. Or Law's death-stare.

Law grumbled (as usual) "What?"

"Doctor Caesar wants to see you."

"Tell this Clown idiot I'm busy." Yes, he was busy. Busy drinking his coffee.

"He says it's urgent."

Law turned away. "Yeah? I bet it's one of his experiments. It probably backfired." He had urgent things to do too. Coffee, for instance. And he had the documents of his last patient to fill.

Bepo pouted. He was cute when he did that. "He says he'll complain if you don't come."

"He complained at least 300 times already, nothing happened."

"But Lawwwww," Bepo whined desperately, "he will experiment on me if you still refuse."

Law stood up furiously. He may not seem like it, but he cared for his friends a lot and will not stay still while the mad scientist was threatening them. "I'm coming," he growled, and strode to the Experiment Department with his coffee and his bag. Bepo followed, almost jogging to keep up. "I wish Crocus-ya —"

"Doctor Crocus, Law —"

"— would just fire Clown-ya already. These experiments are getting dangerous."

Bepo scowled. "You know Doctor Caesar is very intelligent."

Law replied with an irritated "Tch" and walked even faster, Bepo struggling to follow his long strides.

It seemed the problem was a failed experiment and he was called just to bring the subject to anyone who could help him — not him, since he was a surgeon. What really annoyed him was to be called when it wasn't his duty to carry injured people across the corridors. He was a surgeon, for God's sake! As to why Caesar asked for Law, of all people, of course that idiot scientist answered "But Lawww, you're my friend~" which was even more annoying.

After a long fight, a kick to Doctor Clown's face when the coffee was spilled and a lot of complaining from Bepo, Law stalked back to his department to work on his own documents.

Law, despite his humans-are-horrible-things-that-shouldn't-exist attitude and hating everything around him, took his job very seriously. Being the best surgeon at the young age of 26, he found it his duty to save as many people as possible and whoever was in front of him, if that person was injured, he would do everything in his power to save this person. Whatever people said about him, Law would never let someone die without doing anything. He was not heartless.

He would especially not let anyone die like his family did, years ago. The memory was still painful to him. There was a reason why he hated this world so much. Just thinking about what humans did to their own species, what they did to others for no reason he could understand, it made him want to scream. Humans were horrible creatures. He wouldn't let anyone die, most were not responsible for these terrible acts, but they didn't do anything to stop them.

A knock on his office door distracted him from his angry thoughts. "Law, it's late. I'm going home," Bepo said. "D'you wanna come? Shachi is."

"No, it's all right. Go."

"Ok, bye!" He left.

Law realised too late that he should have accepted Bepo's offer when he remembered he didn't have a car and there was a storm raging outside. He grunted in annoyance when no taxi would stop — maybe they couldn't see him in the rain, but it was still very irritating. He pulled the hood of his hoodie low over his face and walked out, immediately getting drenched in cold water. Law walked quickly, cursing himself, the weather, the taxi drivers, God, the world.

He heard someone running behind him. Another idiot who forgot his car, he thought. But it sounded wrong. The steps were irregular, heavy. Too slow. Law turned and almost gasped from the shock.

A petite teenager was stumbling through the rain carrying a full grown man. The girl looked no more than 15 years old and she had a man on her shoulders? And both were covered in blood! What was happening?

The teenager smiled weakly and mumbled for help before collapsing, and he noticed the blood. Blood, everywhere, they were covered in blood. He rushed to them, his hatred towards nature and taxis forgotten. The man was in very bad shape. He had bullet wounds in his shoulder, back and chest, multiple stab wounds and a large burn on his chest. The girl was less injured, but was also stabbed and shot. She was unconscious from exhaustion and blood loss. At least that's what he thought, until she reached up and gripped his arm painfully. She looked up.

She had a beautiful face, Law thought, even in the despair she was in. Her eyes were large and a nice brown color, she had a delicate mouth made for smiling and a sharp but childish face. There was a scar under her left eye. The girl's deep black hair was short but flowing around her face even in the rain. Law wished she would smile a real one. Her smile would surely be a thousand times more beautiful.

"P-please…"

Even her voice was beautiful. What the heck, Law! This isn't the time! He scolded himself.

"Please save… him…"

"Don't talk, your lungs —"

"Save… him… H-he—" the girl collapsed again.

"Wait here, I'll call someone." He found a slightly dry area in a bus stop and dialed Bepo's number. He answered immediately with his usual cheerful voice.

"Law! Did you change your mind? I can —"

"Bepo!" He fell silent at the urgency in Law's voice. "You have to come immediately. This is an emergency."

Bepo knew better than to question the order. When Law called an emergency, it was. "No, Shachi, Law has an emergency. Law, do you have your phone? I can localize it. Shut up, Shachi! Yes, I'm coming."

"Be as fast as you can." And with that, he hung up, hoping the two injured wouldn't die on him.

Of course, don't hesitate to review or PM and tell me about anything, if I should add, delete or change, or if I'm going too fast, or anything really.

And don't forget to tell me what should happen to dearest Ace. I'm pretty sure you can guess the injured pair are Luffy and Ace. Right?

Next chapter:

Despair