"The last to fall were the buildings, distant and solemn, the gravestones for an entire world."
-Old paining in a cave
"You are lying" Law said with a tense voice, his mind on the verge of snapping after Doflamingo's horrible words.
No, he would not break, he would not believe this man's lies and tricks, he would not fall when Kidd was waiting for him in a land of dreams and magic. Doflamingo was lying . Law's parents just couldn't be the old Kings of Inverness, the throne had been handed over to Doflamingo after the last King had died without a heir, Doflamingo had been the most powerful man by then, it had been a pacific change of powers, expected, no blood had been shed.
That's what the mocking soldiers had told Law in one of the beatings, when Law had wondered out loud how such a man could have become king and had so many followers. The soldiers had laughed as they kicked at the boy, rejoicing in his whimpers, they had recapitulated the story, how the city had celebrated, how Doflamingo was the rightful ruler of these lands.
Law trembled, suppressing the memories and the feel of impotence. Doflamingo looked at him from under him with regretful eyes, with a sadness that Law had never seen in him before. He raised a hand to caress Law's face with soft delicate fingers, tracing the shape of a cheek and the corner of his eyes.
"You have the same face as her, the same eyes" the blond man said with bloody lips after Law's beating "I couldn't kill you that night, no matter the prophecies and the things that goddess told me, you were the last thing I had from her. You were the boy we could have had, had she not chosen you pitiful father instead of me"
Law found himself shaking, tears now falling down his horrified eyes and into Doflamingo fingers. The family he had hated so much for abandoning him to such destiny, to such a monster, now exposed and redemned. His parents had loved each other, they had loved him , he hadn't been an outcast, but a prince. The hate, the beatings, the smirks...it all made so much sense now.
"You are lying" he whispered again, a part of his soul breaking apart despite his attempts to fix it for Kidd. This couldn't be true. Law would not survive this truth, this completely change on his background and perspective was just too much.
"I killed her for her betrayal" Doflamingo said still caressing his face with cold broken fingers, wiping the tears from his eyes as a father does with his son "I'll have to kill you too for yours, Law. She broke my heart, but I won't let you break my kingdom, the only thing I have left"
The knife lodged between Law's ribs with the skill and precision of a man who had done this before several times. Law gasped in surprise, his mind shocked by the news, the attack, everything, the pain unable to penetrate the madness in it to warn him. The metalic taste of blood rose to his mouth and slipped between his lips. Doflamingo raised from under him, gripping Law's arm to keep him in place and twisting the blade further into Law's heart, his eyes crying, his grip firm on his arm.
"I am sorry, my love" he whispered to a ghost, looking at Law's eyes but seeing another person "For taking so long to kill your tainted child"
Law tried to raise his hands at last, a final twist to kill this crazed monster, save this land, and ask for forgiveness from his family in the beyond. Justice was so close. Redemption would taste so sweet. But his heart lay in pieces, his body dying, his mind shattered, and his strength, it just slipped away. His vision started to cloud, like the sky on the other side of the window, like the world suddenly ending.
Doflamingo kissed his forehead. Law couldn't do anything to stop him, he coughed blood on his cheek.
"It's time to finish this, to lay the past behind, to become what I must become."
Law fell to the ground as Doflamingo threw him away and stood up with crazed determined eyes. Law felt cold, so very cold. He observed Doflamingo steps going away, beyond the door and into the blocked corridor. He could do nothing to stop him, to avenge his family, the people of this country, or even himself. In everything in his life he had failed. In his surviving. In protecting his friends. In loving Kidd. In avenging his family. He was useless. Maybe it was better for him to die. Maybe it was better for Kidd to lose him and find another.
He closed his eyes unable to breathe anymore.
He had failed.
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Kidd felt the pain. He had felt the pain a lot of times before in his immortal life, physically, mentally, in so many ways, but this time, it felt different. Agonizing. Timeless. As if a limb had been severed forever, as if a part of him had ceased to exist only to leave behind a broken empty hole. A hole so deep and hungry that it would consume the rest of his whole being.
Law had died.
Kidd tried to breathe as waves of pain crawled over his skin like razors sinking into it and deep into a soul that was again starting to freeze. Law had died and the warmth, the light, the star that guided him in the dark this last weeks had disappeared. The only thing that he had ever loved and needed had disappeared and gone to a place he could not follow as an immortal.
For a moment he tried to fight the blackness that loomed above him, the loneliness spreading over his mind, the rip in his soul. But Law was dead and he lost the fight against the pain. The empty hole teared at him, needing to be filled, and Kidd broke into tiny pieces under the force of it.
Kidd screamed into water and opened his eyes to the world, looking directly at Death.
She had always been beautiful, with dark hair and shining eyes, with flowing dressed and loving smiles. Now, fighting against her own son, her most powerful warrior, she looked like the Queen she was: full of power and rage as she destroyed the last remnants of the world she had created and her family.
Kidd was barely aware of other people being there. Zoro with the raising ocean around him, Ace and his burning fire, Marco soaring in the sky, Killer injured at his side...but he only had eyes for Death's smile.
She had killed Law.
Kidd knew it. Even now, broken, shattered, useless, he understood it had been her fault. He didn't knew how, he didn't knew when, but Law was dead because of her. The certainty was as clear as the pain in his veins, as the sun in the sky and as the end of the world.
The empty hole in his chest, the shattered pieces of himself, the thing that had once been a god, screamed in madness, needing revenge. They vibrated with frozen loss, with a sadness so deep that the rain would forever reign in the world in consequence. Kidd lost reason, he lost himself, he only had one purpose to guide him now.
To kill her.
He invoked the power, every last bit of it. From the air, from the sun, from his blood and his very cells. An amount so big that it began to tear him apart and rip at the fundations of the world. Then, he freed it forever from it's cage to plunge the world with hungry floods, angry hurricanes and frozen paramos. He didn't care about the destruction it would cause. Life and the people didn't mattered anymore.
Law was dead .
In madness, in agony, at the end of his life Eustass Kidd, god of weather, attacked his mother knowing he would die this time in the collision.
...oOo…
Robin saw her redheaded son snap, and realized she had committed a huge mistake. Power blinded her senses as Kidd summoned chaos and focused on her. Then, Robin saw Zoro attack her too, with the same violence, with the same wild madness as Kidd, and knew she couldn't fight them both. Not like this. Not with them pushed to their very limits, not with them prepared to kill themselves so they could kill her too.
She had miscalculated thinking no god would be stupid enough to commit the final sacrifice and kill themselves for the sake of the rest. Gods were egotistical, didn't care for others, didn't feel .
Under her, the sea roared, a monster prepared to tear her intro shreeds, the power in it so violent and vengeful that the universe trembled under it. Above her the sky turned and shifted, a huge hurricane begin to form between the lightning, ready to strike at her. The shape of the world was beginning to crumble around them three, unable to stand such force.
Between such phenomena Robin's power felt small. Weakened, passionless...fragile. She remembered the old fear as the prophecy became clear in her mind, and her two sons release the power in a sudden last blast.
"A mortal will come in the darkest of times.
Royal blood in his veins. Nasty scars on his hands"
She had ordered the Trafalgar's bloodline to be killed years ago. After the Vinsmokes. After the Skypeans, Nefetari's and so many others. As the heirs of the Seven Lords who had been blessed by her at the beginning of times, and been the first humans to walk the world, this families had been the only ones who had ruled in mortal realm for as long as her. Their blood was so old that it mixed with that of gods and magic becoming something dangerous.
She had known when she had seen Dracule Mihawk, a man with that royal cursed blood and a skill with the sword that shamed gods, that the prophecy would come true. The monster had quickly entrapped her child's heart and started the end of the world without even noticing it. She had thought she had eradicated Mihawk's lineage after she had killed him. She had thought she had ended the prophecy and secured her children's future.
But apparently some people in the Sword-master's family had escaped, changed their name, and become the Trafalgar.
The second time she had tried to eradicate them it had also gone wrong, as if the universe wanted her to fail, and her children to disappear from existence. Another man of cursed blood -Trafalgar Law, a younger and more trashed copy of his ancestor- had finally entered their world and started it all again. A war like those of old times where the continents had disappeared and life had become deadly except for an island. A family tragedy. The end.
The were all going to die.
"The angered Queen will rise in a fight.
The realms will cry. Blood will cover the land."
The attack of her beloved children crushed into her with a combined force that left her breathless. There was nothing she could do as the hateful feelings of her children smashed into her mind making her scream in fear. Power, so much power, there was to much of it filling her that she began to rip at the edges, her body spasming while trying to control it all.
On the ground, below the ocean of water now surrounding her and thrashing at her, among the currents filled with strange creatures and the fury of her son, lay the bodies of her other children. Dead. Bloodied. Ripped away from life, by her own hands.
She screamed again. Feelings suddenly filling her soul, her mind, her memories. So many. Hate and rage and a profound and agonizing loss. Guilt, fear and a breaking pain.
The wind snatched her from the sea to rip at her body like sharp blades digging into her immortal flesh, lightning struck her body burning her skin, rain poured over her, acid and melting her hair and clothes before reaching her bloodied skin. Robin cried in sadness, the powers, the emotions, the world now breaking under the battle, rendering her unable to do anything but gasp.
"But it will be to late, and the gods
they shall fall."
The power overwhelmed her as she was unable to contain it all. Her mind broke in horror as the guilt finally took hold of her. She had killed her children , she realized in fear of what she had become, she had made them hate her . But it was too late. It was to late for regret, for forgiveness. It was too late for them all.
Her physical form disappeared under the forces trying to destroy her.
In a second, she ceased to exist.
In a second, the raging battle stopped and the world shivered at what was left.
...oOo...
Death had died.
The power she had always contained and kept under control despite her madness came free, and, as a sickness, it spread over every corner of the realms doing the only thing it knew how to do.
It took, stole and killed.
And killed and killed and killed and killed and killed.
First of all, THANKS TO MY BETA, who corrected this while sick and on vacations. Love you babe, have lot's of fun and procrastinate.. Secondly, I apologize, I'm not very good at this profecy-poetry thing, I don't think I would use it again. I should probably have to simplify my fics from now on, go back to simpler times and all that...like with Tumblr.
In any case, thanks a lot for reading as always. Leave comments despite...the drama (Oups, I did it again~), and be ready for the last two chapters of this story, this is about to end.