Power engulfed him in a blink of an eye. Violent, raw and so huge it threatened to overwhelm his mind and take him under and under. Kidd didn't fight it this time. Unlike other times, he let it fill him to the point of pain, he allowed it to change him, his bones, his appearance and his very essence. Until he stopped to be Kidd, and became something else, what he was meant to be.

The space around him sifted with him, as if with the change he had been granted access to another dimension. The old forest disappeared, and stars twinkled in his vision, galaxies twirled around the edges, and a whole universe surrounded him as if he too was a constellation gazing upon creation. Dark creature lurked at his feet, on the dark velvety space between stars, Kidd could feel them, hungry, curious and eerie. He could feel a hundred of eyes, hundred timelines, and worlds on every star, all an overwhelming experience he couldn't understand.

Kidd ignored it.

The release of his power had felt right. The new freedom had calmed the most savage part of him, the one he always kept repressed, and it had allowed him to take a breath. But it still wasn't enough. It would never be enough. Not when Law laid lifeless on a forest's ground.

His power, absolutely free now, roared at the memory, and the stars around him trembled and dimmed as it pulsed and ravages inside him. Kidd felt to his knees in the middle of the strange place, the motion felt strange on this new body of just power and light. His fingers looked like mercury as he pressed them against his face. His tears burned as they slipped down his eyes, but still, he didn't care about any of it.

All his life he had been alone. A creature too strange and too feared for anyone to truly came close and see him. He had tried to accept it, and he had tried to become what everyone expected him to be: the leader, a symbol, a protector. With friends he had found people who could be called family and friends, people who cared about him and who he cared for, but even then, there had still been a barrier. A last step no one took. That's why he had been living alone in the Fjords of Oslo and not on the base. That's why he preferred solo missions than teams' ones. It was easier to stop pretending, it felt better to stop trying.

But then Law had come. His awesome mate. Charging at him with no fucking concern for anything, driving him mad from lust and anger at the same time. It had been glorious. To be accepted with all his flaws, with no fear, with utter and blind trust. Law has been the only one who had seen the monster he was inside and had still kissed him as if that was exactly what he had wanted. He had never pretended with Law, there had never been a barrier, their relationship had gone well beyond that.

But now Law was gone. And he was alone again.

He couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't go back to play the good stable Ferox, the reliable leader everyone could trust, the friend who was not cracking dangerously, no when it he was so shattered. Without Law there was no point in anything. Without Law he was just an empty shell awaiting death. There were no purposes for him, no goals to reach, no life to keep living, because Law had been all that and he had just lost him.

Kidd couldn't even think about the fact Law was gone. His mind, his whole being couldn't comprehend it. Law wasn't there. He would never been again. He won't smirk at Kidd with another quick-witted comment in his mouth. He won't kiss and hug him in their sofa under the sun light completely at ease. There won't be more screaming fights. No more make up sex. No laughs, no smiles, not whispered declarations in the dark of the night when Kidd pretended to be asleep.

Law was gone.

He couldn't accept this.

He screamed, he raged, his mind breaking as tears and pain and shouts erupted from him as he was nothing but a crazed beast. He attacked the glittering stars around him in his rage, he slammed the most violent part of his power against the lurking creatures in the dark, he cursed it all, he hit the air blinded by tears, he destroyed and destroyed becoming the calamity he had always knew he was. He let it all out, the anger, the fear, the power, all the horrible feelings chocking his throat and he screamed and screamed with a broken voice that soon turned raw. For what seemed like hours and hours, the unravelled himself, he let go of the reins of his power and wrecked and smashed the strange place until there was nothing more left inside him.

He stopped then, among this small universe, empty of everything, utterly broken and defeated.

It was then, and only then, at the end of everything, when she approached.

"Hello, Eustass Kidd." she said, her voice filling the universe around him with power and possibilities. "My most powerful and beautiful son."

Kidd stared at her, but she was hard to look at. If Kidd had a power who could shatter planets and snuffle stars, she had a power who could shatter dimensions. She was all and everything. She was the beginning and the end. Neminath. The goddess of all creation and mother of everything.

Kidd said nothing to her as the little girl clad in a shimmering gown appeached him cautiously. Her skin was a pale green, the colour of new leaves growing on spring, and her hair shone as if a hundred jewels have been braided into it. She was beautiful, with big eyes and a smiling mouth. She was too much power contained in a too small body.

Kidd said nothing as the little girl hugged him, her head barely rising to Kidd's chest, but her arms strong as she hugged him like a mother worried for her son.

"I know, my dear, that you are in mourning and hurt, but you can't surrender yet." She whispered against his bigger body. "The fate of the world is in your hands now, my fierce boy."

Kidd still said nothing. Did nothing. He didn't care.

Law was dead.

Law was dead.

Neminath rose on her tip toes and took his face between her small delicate hands. Her face was perfection. Her eyes way too deep and complex for Kidd's mind to understand. She caressed his face slowly, a frown appearing in her eyes.

"This is important Eustass Kidd, heed carefully!" She snapped a bit more aggressively. "If you fall in this battle, if those males gain control of my world, it would be its end. Humans will be slaughtered, and after that, it would only be a matter of time before you start to massacre one another. If you lose, my boy, creation will end."

The words went into him, prickling at his mind, but Kidd shook his head. He didn't want to listen, he didn't want to pay attention, he just wanted the numbness and for this all to end. He tried to step back, get away, but Neminath only followed him not letting him go, the shimmering on her hair, on this whole place, suddenly turned into a frenzied desperate twinkle.

"You need to save the humans, boy. Why do you think I crafted them? They are your prey! They give you the calm and peace you all seek. Your natures are too wild and feral, my boy, you were born from my teeth and claws, you needed them to tamper that anger."

Kidd frowned despite himself. "My mate was human."

Neminath nodded. "Yes. Your prey. Your peace. Your purpose."

She said it as if it was Kidd who was not getting the meaning. Prey and mates, was it the same thing?

"Humans are…Ferox mates?"

Neminath again frowned at him as if she was surprised Kidd didn't know.

"Yes. But only for the strongest and most dangerous of your kind." She said suddenly sad. "My hearth was much smaller than my claws and teeth, there were too few humans and too many of you. That was why the wars begun at first, from the Ferox who were not powerful enough to claim a human and were jealous of the ones who did. They tried to kill the humans then too."

She said it slowly, almost remorsefully, like a little girl about to cry.

"I have committed many mistakes, and you all are paying for it." She continued, but Kidd's mind had drifted away again. He didn't care about what happened to the world, not if Law wasn't in it. "But I am trying to mend this one, that's why, Kidd, you need to return. You are my strongest child, only you can accomplish what is needed for the world to survive."

Kidd looked at her. She was so pretty, so lovely, and so powerful. She was young and old at the same time. Wise and naïve. A goddess. His mother beyond any kind of biology.

She was asking him a favour.

A part of Kidd's mind told him he should feel honoured, he should probably kneel, pay his respects, ask for her help. This is the kind of thing that were told in stories, that went down history. Yet, only one though came out of his mouth under such a request.

"Will you bring back my mate from the death if I do it?" he asked her back.

Neminath stared at him. This was not even a deal, he was plainly blackmailing her, she had said Kidd was the only one who could fix the world, and he was using this against her. She would probably be furious, a part of his mind though. She was going to kill him right here, solve this herself or find another. But that was okay too. Maybe that way, he could see Law on whatever was on the other side.

Neminath looked at him with eyes full of pity, then she looked to the side and frowned. "I can't do that…" she whispered. "I-it will break too many laws."

Kidd said nothing. He just waited in the empty silence that filled this universe as Neminath kept murmuring, her expression shifting like and open book before him. Some stars circled her, whispering in her ear and demanding her attention, but the goddess only shushed them away with a wave of her hand.

She finally seemed to reach a conclusion.

She faced Kidd with a strange expression, and lifted again a hand to touch his face. The movement was awkward and shy, as if this was the first time, she had ever touched another being. One of her sons. She traced Kidd's metallic cheek; the underside of an eye still wet, and the shape of his nose. Kidd could still not read the expression in her face. Longing? Maternal?

"Yes, my son" she told him at least. "I will bring him back for you."

…oOo…

Doflamingo observed the battlefield still in shock. Law was still laying on the floor with a pool of his own blood spreading on the ground, and Eustass Kidd…Eustass Kidd had just disappeared. A flash of light, a shout from Shanks, and the Viper's leader was gone. No teleportation, no attack from an enemy, Kidd had just disappeared.

Doflamingo could barely comprehend what had happened, he could barely focus on anything else rather than Law's body just lying there. He had grown so much these last years they have been apart, Corazon would have been so proud of the man he had become, a leader for their people, a symbol of hope and bravery. But now he was dead. He had found him only to lose him again.

He started tow walk towards the body.

He had lost so many people during these stupid conflicts; he didn't even know why he was fighting anymore, who was there to fight for. He was tired of all this, but he also knew he just couldn't give up, couldn't give up the momentum and stop walking. Because if he did, all the sacrifices would have been for nothing.

He kneeled next to Law.

Around him the fight between the Vipers and the allies of the Human Liberation Movement continued, none of them knowing they all were being manipulated.

Shanks had promised the movement power, glory and fame, but Doflamingo had met men like Shanks before, and knew they didn't like to share power. They won't survive this fight. Even the Vipers fighting now against the movement and doing Shanks work were a part of his plan too. Shanks had always wanted to destroy the Squad, they were too powerful to control, but he had always bragged about keeping alive the ones that would be useful to him.

Watching them all fight Doflamingo remembered the man mentioning Portgas D. Ace, a Telepath like Shanks who could read the minds, but which power went deeper. Ace was said to be able to go into memories a person couldn't even remember, memories imprinted on a molecular lever, he could go back generations, eras, he could gaze into the same origins of this world.

Then there was Nico Robin. The complete opposite of them both. A creature rare beyond understanding. One of the couple of Seers left alive in this world. The notations Doflamingo had read on the information paper Shanks had shared with him, said she could see the future, predict movements, betrayals, or even the flow of the economy. Shanks wanted her too. He wanted a man named Killer, a pretty girl who could control the dead, a Phoenix, a fire user, and so many more Doflamingo could not even remember, but knew they would be fighting in this battlefield.

Shanks had planned everything in this war, he had accounted for any situation, and as a director of an orchestra, he kept on playing.

Doflamingo watched the Vipers fight around him feeling helpless in his little human body. Shots, power, and battle cries erupted all around him as the most powerful Ferox of the world finally clashed with one another. The ground trembled under his knees, the sky darkened above them, and the whole forest seemed to roar with the furry of these creatures.

Kaido, leader of Asia, was as magnificent in his dragon form as the stories told, he snapped Viper after Viper between his jaws as if they were made of butter, his side darkening the ground as he curled between the huge old trees. Blackbeard was not far behind him in terms of power. Darkness surrounded him, devouring and annihilating everyone who stepped foot in the pool of onyx around him, as if its existence was made to corrode life. The Viper's teleporter kept appearing and disappearing around the whole battlefield helping comrades and stopping deadly blows, his jumps and way of fighting so complex and fast he was hard to follow with Doflamingo's human eyes.

The Seer female and the Telepath boy, were fighting Shanks. A fight between the past, the present and future. The woman kept anticipating Shanks movements while the boy probably read it out of his mind, they kept punching, kicking, and firing in quick practised succession as if they had done this all his life. But it was useless. They might have their predictive powers and a harsh training, but so did Shanks. No matter what they did Shanks beat them to it, the redhead was the superior fighter between the three and he was overpowering them easily.

There were others too. A man with three swords who slitted through the battlefield, a blond man with a scar in his face covered in burning fire, or a boy whose body seemed to stretch as if it had no bones. Doflamingo watched them all fight. He watched the monsters he had despised his whole life defend what was left of humanity, and for the first time, he begged them to win.

But it was useless.

There had never been any hope for the humans and their allies in all history. The Vipers were too few now, they were tired after the previous days of saving the people and protecting the cities. They were without their leader and guide. Slowly, as Shanks had planned, they begun to fell.

Doflamingo looked away, unable to face it. This will be the end of the world he knew, the end of an era and of everything he had ever fought for. His eyes felt again on Law's body unmoving on the ground, and unable to stop them, tears begun to fall.

It was over. They had lost.

Turning the cold body on the ground so it faced up to the sky, Doflamingo observed the face of a boy he had once considered a nephew. He caressed his face, closed his lifeless eyes as he held him between his arms, as the world ended around him.

It was then, at the end of everything, that something strange happened. Law's body started to grow warm between his hands, his chest begun to rise ever so slightly, as if taking a shy breathe, and the blood stopped to drip between Doflamingo's fingers in an endless drip. He frowned between tears. Checked quickly Law's vitals…and found him alive.

It was impossible.

He couldn't be alive. Not after that shoot, not after losing so much blood, not after laying cold and unmoving on the ground for so long. There had to be a mistake.

Laying him on the floor once more, Doflamingo opened the strange Viper's suit Law was wearing to check the injury left form the shoot. Just as he had expected the wound was a thing of nightmares. Blood, bone and muscle all teared up and mixed up in an unrecognisable mess of gore. Half his chest was missing, ribs blown out, cartilage protruding. A shoot straight to the heart.

Law was dead.

But his body was healing. Right before his eyes, Doflamingo saw the injury patch itself, the bone reforming in straight lines, muscle covering it, the skin growing align veins and nerves at a speed that was unnatural.

As if something was pulling him back to life.

…oOo…

Law knew he was dead. It wasn't a feeling or a sensation, he felt no pain or anguish, no happiness or relief over it. He was just dead. A state instead of a feeling. He drifted deeper into the abyss of pure black around him, his mind slowly unravelling, forgetting things, just letting it all go as everything seemed to lose importance in this place of absolutes.

It felt good.

Letting go felt peaceful and natural. Life had never been easy for him, there had always been struggles, pain, new worries, but as the darkness slowly claimed him, it all disappeared in a gentle mantle of peace and happiness.

He would miss Kidd.

He had never felt anything like what he had felt for that man. The sense of completeness, of love and friendship, he knew he would never find it again, even less in this blackness, but he felt too numbed to stop whatever was happening to him. He had left things unfinished too, he had left people in danger, and the world at the edge of destruction, but it would be fine, the darkness reminded him, after all, everyone and everything would eventually end up in this place of peace and calmness.

Law closed his eyes, and accepted his fate. This was natural. What was meant to be.

The darkness ate at him, at his soul, at his memories, it filled his veins and numbed his mind, slowly becoming one with him. The whole thing was not painful, but rather calming. An easing of his self. The darkness surrounded him in all directions, up, under, and inside, all a sea around him, soft and silent, eternal and unavoidable. Death in its purest form. Everything seemed to turn unimportant when faced against it, Law's own self looked like a little piece of dust on its huge midst, something no one would miss.

But suddenly, something disturbed the darkness, a little spot of light that floated towards Law.

"You shouldn't be here dear." the little light whispered into the silence, the voice one Law recognized, a voice that came from the past.

Law smiled at the little light. A deep sadness suddenly filling him up and pushing the numbing darkness a step away. He had missed this voice so much, her tales, her warm, the love in every syllable of her words as she spoke. He tried to gasp the light, needing its warm and shine among this cold dark place of oblivion.

"Mom." he whispered to it. "Mom, I miss you."

He had been so young back then, barely a child. To young by far to understand properly what was happening around him and what it implied. He had been young, but he had still felt the lost. His mother, his father, even the little sister he had been taking care of as the big brother he had been, all of them killed in a blink of an eye, all taken away from him by force.

"Not yet, dear, it's not your time yet." His mother's voice urged him, drawing away, making him follow her up the darkness, swimming upwards in this strange sea of silence. "We miss you too, my baby boy, you have no idea of how much, but it's not your time yet, we can wait a bit longer."

The voice sounded as broken as Law himself felt. He had no words for it, no tears left to cry for this woman and for what had been taken.

"We are so proud of you, Law. You have become such a strong and good man despite everything that was done to you." the voice continued as they reached the surface of the darkness. "We would always wait for you son, but there are people on the other side who need you more than we do."

The surface was so close now, a glimmering sheet of light, galaxies and stars. So bright that the little light of his mother begun to disappear under the glow.

"I love you." he told her, unable to prevent his voice from breaking, the numbness completely gone now.

"We love you to".

And Law broke thought the wall of light.

…oOo…

The world looked just the same when Law opened his eyes. The forest over him still looked ominous. The trees were bigger than any other he had ever seen, the fog rolled between them in slow motions that seemed to hide things, and the rocks and the tundra protruded from the floor like the bones and skin of some ancient creature lurking beneath. Beautiful, eerie, and dangerous. A wild place.

It took him a while to register the screams and noise among it all. He felt as if hours had passed, as if he had spent days in that dark dream with the light and shadows, a lifetime trapped there, but here, in the real world only minutes seemed to have passed. The battle was still raging, Vipers against the Movement. Ferox against Ferox. The ground rumbled, the air burned, the sky parted in lightning and thunder. This was what nightmares were made of, how the apocalypse begun.

And they were losing.

As he slowly regained consciousness, as his body started to slowly respond to him again and he found himself in the arms of someone who was supposed to be dead, Law saw it clearly. Ace and Robin were on the floor unconscious. Sabo, wielding his power of pure flames, kept fighting again the man from Africa who wielded poisoned shadows, but he was also starting to falter. Shanks was murdering viper against viper in cold blood, a gleeful crazed expression in his face. Kaido was down but fighting, rolling his broken serpent-like body and smashing trees and people under his weight.

Law had come back from the death, it seemed but what for? Where was Kidd?

Just a though, just a little feel of worry sprouting in his mind, and light erupted before him as if ripped from the sun. A light unnatural for them mortals, a light that came from stars and that defied time and space.

Kidd appeared on the battlefield like a war god from legends.

Their eyes found one another instantly, and way too many emotions and things unsaid passed between them. Way too many hours of desperation and darkness as they had been driven apart before they were even ready. Law wanted to kiss him. To scream at him. To hold him and never let go. They both understood. They both shared the same feelings. Because they were one and the same.

Mates.

He nodded at Kidd. The most he could do with his body still regaining movement. Kidd nodded back at him as people started to notice him once more on the battlefield and ran towards him. Law closed his eyes. He rose a hand to press against Doflamingo's eyes too.

Mortals could not see this. Humans won't survive such power, their minds were too fragile, too weak to stand it.

Law still felt it anyway.

The sift in the universe. The space, time and reality melding to Kidd's will, as his handsome mate, finally, transformed.

…oOo…

Power erupted from an ancient forest in the middle of Russia. Power beyond anyone's understanding. A power the world had not seen since its creation. Its spread over each creak and valley, it climbed every mountain and hill, it blanketed the world as wave of raw wild magic until there was no place spared of its influence.

Neminath's favourite son burned as bright and deadly as his mother.

Land shied of its presence, time suspended itself around him, everything stopped terrified of who he was. The creatures who dared looked upon him perished in seconds, in a burst of wild pain, their minds melted and broken beyond any understanding. The ones who step in his way faced and even darker fate, as not even their souls were left behind to drift to the peaceful world of the dead. He was a weapon. He was a god. Absolute. He was true heir and protector of this world.

His body glinting in silver, his eyes suns and stars that blinded his enemies, he walked the world fixing everything his mother had asked him to fix in exchange of his mate.

He destroyed the revels who had caused this mess. Every member of the movement around the world, its leader, its minions, its fanatics, even the memory of it all, was sealed into the bloody ground the members felt on. The power went beyond thought, beyond technology, and any wall. It found everyone of its marks and maimed and killed and annihilated and destroyed them all. No could shield from it. No one could hide. No one survived.

The world was his, and he was the world, and with his mate once more next to him, stabilizing him turning him rational, he was unstoppable.

He rebuilt the human cities all around the world, rising them back from where they had been buried in America, or burned on the wars of Africa. He also remade the old human cities of legends, Atlantis, the golden city of El Dorado, the forbidden one of Pekin. Until the whole world was sprinkled with new human cities humanity could use.

He then quieted the revolts and conflicts still raging in the world with a snap of his fingers. He destroyed the drugs hidden in warehouses and the weapons who could still kill so many, he got rid of technology and the dangerous systems, of the dark nets and slave markets. He also healed the people. He took the toxins and the drugs from brains and hearts of many. He got rids of bullets piecing flesh, he mended bones, and fixed traumas, using his mother's gifts until the world again breathed easily and peacefully, until everything was how it should be.

And once everything was done and there were nothings else he could do, he transformed back into his human form. To the constricting one. To the one who was too small to contain the galaxies and darkness of his power.

And he smiled to his mate.

Kidd needs to chill. But he is so cute. Aww they are so cute. Kidd's transformation is inspired by the "alien" in the film Anihilation, I just found it cool and though it would fit him. I also want you to understand, that in the last scene, he is no using only his power, but Neminaht is also helping him, he is not normally that badass.

Last chapter would be the last dears, I hope you have liked this story.