AN: This part gets a little rough so it's a heads up. btw the burning of Flevance is coming soon.

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"Thank Roger, it's the weekend!" I stretched my hand above my head. My brother just stared at me amused.

"Roger? As in the pirate? I didn't know you knew about him." He shook his head while scratching his chin.

"I didn't, but I heard mom and dad talking about him and he sounded like a total badas-"

'Thunk' "Ouch! What ya do that f-" I grabbed my head, ferociously rubbing the bump that was beginning to appear. Although my whole question was stopped.

His deafening gaze pierced into my young and dumb soul, "Eh?" It became more intense, "Who said you could go around cursing? Hm?" He bent down so that he was making eye contact with me.

"Well you certainly didn-." Dripping, no dripping was an understatement. In 10.7 seconds I was soaked with sweat as my face grew blue. "Please forgive me! I ask for your forgiveness" I bow repeatedly while screeching my words.

He simply huffed, "I didn't take you for someone to think that a pirate was cool." He shrugged, his glare becoming a curious gaze.

"Pirates are all cool. They're like the coolest, amazingest, most super, bestest, greatest, undeniablist, more awesomest people. I want to be one!" I bat my eyelashes as to further the impact of my statement.

He stared at me for a moment longer, "Well I don't care what you like as long as you don't get in danger. I'm just going to be a doctor." He shrugs.

I wheezed and my chest inflated and deflated quickly. What was happening? Wait. I'm laughing? "I thought you'd push your religion of doctors are great onto me." I choked in between breaths. I can't believe I said that. I regained my composure only to met by an appalled look from my brother.

His eyebrow was a step higher than it's relative, "Um, alright?"

A sweet jingle sound filled the air.

"Ice-cream?" My neck snapped into the direction of the sound waves I felt vibrate against my skin. "I want some! I want some!"

Law's pupil's made a circle as it reached the bottom of his socket to the top of his hat, "Ugh, fine." His hand immediately began thrashing around in his back pocket in an attempt to look for change. "What flavor?"

"Strawberry!" I hold my hand up and smile as my brother proceeds to walk away. Once more I realize the cruel reality of being alone.

"That's her isn't it?" The whispers crawled up my back and into my ear. "I think it is?" I began to rock back in forth on my heels and toes, a meaningless attempt to distract myself. Don't listen, ignore it.

The footsteps seemed to etch closer, "Are you going to confront her?" Excruciating pain are the only two words to describe the rate my heart started to pump. Relax, relax. "You know what? Yea, I will."

That was enough that was the last straw, the confirmation, the final step, it was the signal to turn tail and walk out . . . If only I had decided that earlier.

A boy whose figure loomed over me blocked my path, "Where ya going, dollface?" I started to hear my breath as panic boiled and ate away at my brain, heart, and muscles. What do I do? I look up into the predatory eyes, that seemed no more human. "Well it doesn't matter anymore because you're staying right here."

"L-Leave me alone!" Tears welled up in my sockets preparing themselves for take off. "I'll get my parents to tell yours!" Laughter? Laughter as beautiful and enjoying as it seemed, was actual a very cruel thing.

The boy's shoulders aggressively rustled 'up, down, up, down, up down, then stops.' "My dad doesn't care! He's a pirate! A man of the sea, you think he gives a damn about a few things that aren't morally correct or hurting someone's feelings." His wild smile created more anxiety in my head, it hurt as everything in my heart churned together. Ready to collapse on itself.

"What did I do?" I backed up two steps before stepping on a bottle and crushing it into pieces. "Nothing." That was the reminder I needed, that the world didn't have to be nice to you just "because." You had to give it a reason to be nice.

My eyes closed as I felt a sense of heavy pressure fit on the side of my face. The ground embraced me with it's rough and spiky assets. Only one eye would open, but it would have probably been better if it hadn't opened at all. Another hand swipes by my face, but this one came with weight behind it. "Stop it." I manage to muster out.

My mistake. The boy raised his eyebrows before smirking, "You want to do something else?" I heard a sound of scraping on the ground, like scraping glass. I was brought back from my thoughts by the feeling of something sharp puncturing through my arm. It dragged itself up my shoulder leaving behind a stinging, throbbing trail. My face was soaked, I gagged for help, but my voice cracked and prohibited any sound from coming out.

'This chil- no this demon was born from another demon. A . . . a pirate. He was born from a pirate and he wasn't raised right. Now I suffer the consequences becaus-' My thoughts blazed across my mind only to be brought once more back to reality. "Maybe we should do something a bit more pleasing for you and me." He reached for my underwear and proceeded to pull it down. My hands fought back by reaching and tugging in the opposite direction from which he was pulling. God. Any god. Just help me please.

"What the hell? Ahh-" Clunk. Everything felt still, it was quiet, the wind didn't blow, nothing happened. I relax my eyelids and proceeded to lift them. "Brother?" Tears, finally freed themselves from my eye, racing down my cheek. "Brother!"

His arms wrapped around me like an armor that was placed on a soldier. "I'm sorry, Lami. I'm so sorry." His voice seemed to crack a bit. I looked around to find a bat rolling on the floor towards the wall, it was covered with blood. I looked at the wall and found it to be stained with a cherry like substance. Cherry wine.