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Chapter 5: Trafalgar Law

This place is a farce. Was the first impression that formed in Kid's mind about the reception center for minors he'd been brought to by the 'nice' and 'understanding' social services' guys, who had treated him as if he were a criminal.

The center's manager told him dispassionately the place's rules, warned that any out of place behavior would be severely punished and sent him to one of the empty rooms with orders to come down for dinner at eight.

Kid had decided, even before opening the bedroom's door, to follow Law's advice and ask for emancipation, or he had the risk to become just like the guys he had passed on his way: one of them reeked of alcohol and a girl had a semen stain on her cheek.

He closed the door, careful to not make any noise lest he attracted attention to himself, and dropped his bag on the floor.

"This place is even more depressing than your house."

Kid jumped, startled, and turned around to find Trafalgar Law sitting calmly on the room's old bed.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" Kid asked, so loud he was almost yelling.

"I wanted to make sure everything was fine." Law answered, smiling placidly while crossing his legs.

"How did you enter? And how did you know this would be my room?" Kid insisted, forcing himself to keep calm.

"I've been listening." The man replied, shrugging. "And I took a shortcut."

"What shortcut?" Kid asked suspiciously. He was fairly sure there was only one staircase in this building, and that the hallway where this bedroom was only had access to more rooms and its only exit were the stairs. He had paid attention to it, it was a good thing to know his surroundings.

Law's smile grew.

"Does that matter?"

"Yes, it does. You have slipped, I have no idea of how, into my bedroom, which doesn't even have a fucking window, and if someone finds you you'll give me a lot of trouble."

"No one will find me, you don't need to worry about that."

"And how are you so sure about that?" The feeling that something was not right Kid had sometimes around Law appeared again, stronger than ever, and Kid was sure there was something the man wasn't telling him. He looked at him, even more suspicious than before. "What are you hiding from me?"

"I doubt you want to know, Mr. Eustass."

"I'll be the judge of that. Tell me or get lost."

Without losing that strangely calm smile, Law slowly stood up from the bed.

"If you insist… But try not to scream, I doubt you want to drag attention here."

"Stop with that shit and tell me." Kid ordered, glaring at him.

"I don't like orders, Mr. Eustass." That said, Law started to walk decidedly to one of the empty walls and, once he reached it, he crossed through it.

Kid stood there, completely still and his back practically touching the door, staring at the wall, mouth open and blinking repeatedly while trying to comprehend what has happened just now.

"You should close your mouth, Mr. Eustass, you'll catch flies." Law stopped next to him, coming from behind, from where the wall next to the door was.

"What the fuck…?" Kid began, but was unable to finish his q question, turning to look at Law.

"What did I just do? Cross through a couple of walls. How could I do it? Because I am dead." Law spoke calmly, not losing his smile even for a second.

Between the cold and the rain, standing up in the middle of the street, even having an umbrella and wearing a coat and gloves, it was rather unpleasant; but waiting was a necessity. It had been almost two months since their last move when Law came back from his nightly watch to tell him that Vergo, Doflamingo's right hand man, was going out that night to "do some errands", and so they had started to move.

It was an advantage to have the address of the place Vergo had gone to, and by letting him do whatever he came here for ensured it would take longer for someone to miss him, giving them more time. After all, Vergo was special.

The man exited the building, his expression serious and half a cookie stuck to his cheek, and went down the street. Kid didn't miss the look the man gave him when passing him, and found himself grinning.

"I think he won't lower his guard." Commented Law, who was almost hugging Kid to stay completely under the umbrella.

Kid looked at him, a question in his eyes that Law read easily.

"I doubt he knows it's you, I think that he's suspicious of every person he sees on rainy nights."

Kid shrugged and took off walking in the same direction Vergo had gone, Law almost pasted to his side. Just before turning the corner that gave into a dark alley without windows on it, Kid took his hand to his coat's pocket, closing his fingers around the gun there, and prepared to take it out at any given moment.

Upon turning the corner, he could barely avoid the blow directed to his head, which would have effectively crushed his skull. Running a short distance away, Kid dodged Vergo and stopped before him, gun raised and pointing right to the man's chest.

"So you're The Avenger." Vergo said in a rather calm voice given the circumstances.

Kid could see that man being Doflamingo's right hand, and had no trouble believing all the things Law had told him about Vergo. He wouldn't even be surprised if the man killed out of boredom.

"For the vengeance part." Kid answered, giving him a huge and crooked grin. "But I'm not much for the whole justice shit like people think about me."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see soon enough."

Vergo lunged at him, probably trying to hit him before he could shoot, but Kid backed away and pulled the trigger, the bullet going straight through the man's abdomen. Vergo stopped, shocked for an instant before the pain appeared, and Kid took advantage of the moment to shoot him in the knees, making it impossible for the man to stand up. Vergo tumbled to the ground.

"I deviated, sorry." Kid apologized to Law, watching the blood coming out from Vergo's stomach.

"Who are you…?" Vergo began to ask, his voice weak, but cut himself abruptly, shocked, his eyes opening widely at what he was seeing.

Law shrugged nonchalantly.

"The result's the same."

"L-Law?" Vergo seemed to have recovered enough to speak.

"Hello, Vergo, it's been a long time." Law greeted with a smile, as if he had just met an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

Vergo opened his mouth, as if to say something, but closed it again, apparently unable to find the words. Kid could understand, seeing a man you and your friends had killed more than six years ago must be a real shock.

"I told you I would take my revenge, right? I always keep my promises."

"You killed them all?" Vergo's voice was, besides weaker every passing moment, filled with a cold rage far more chilling than hatred.

"Technically speaking, it was Mr. Eustass who killed them, but if what you're asking is if this is my idea, then yes, it is. And now there's only one big guy left."

Vergo's glasses had broken and fallen to the floor, and so both men standing could see clearly how Vergo glared at Law.

"You can't kill Doflamingo, he will make your friend pay what both of you have done and then he'll kill him."

"You don't need to worry about that, I assure you. Everything's already planned."

Vergo tried to say something more, but he couldn't; his breathing accelerated for a moment and then stopped altogether, his head, raised up until them, fell with a resounding thud on the pavement."

Law approached the man, the heels of his shoes and the rain the only sound that could be heard on the alley, and crouched next to Vergo, putting two fingers to the pulse on his neck.

"Dead."

Kid approached Law and covered him with the umbrella.

"Weren't you saying you didn't want to get wet?"

Law lifted his head and looked at him, giving Kid a smile that looked completely out of place in such a scene.

"Right."

Kid held out a hand and helped him up.

"Let's go home, I'm fucking cold."

To be continued

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