Dark Cloud! Is it Really? Alternative

Chapter 2

WARNING: Rated M for a reason. Will have blood, gore (general violence), and in later chapters romance.

'Thought'

"Speech"

~Mental Speech~

"Beast Speech"

Emphasis

-Letter-

Attacks

{Author notes}

Kenbunshoku Haki – Color of Observation – Observation Haki: allows user to sense the presence of others in the form of a sixth sense / Precognition

Busoshoku Haki – Color of Arms – Armament Haki: allows user to coat oneself with their spirit life force / Invisible Armor – Fighting Spirit

• Busoshoku: Koka – Color of Armaments: Hardening – stronger version of regular busoshoku haki / Visible Armor (metallic black coating)

Haoshoku Haki – Color of the Conquering King – Conqueror's Haki (King's Haki) – allows user to dominate the wills of others / Intimidation

Kairōseki – Sea Stone: A greenish-blue stone that gives off the same wavelength as the ocean itself / nullifies Devil Fruit users

Akuma no Mi – Devil Fruits – mystical fruits that give the consumer different and varying kinds of abilities

Yonkō – Four Emperors – four most notorious and most powerful pirate captains in the world / neither ally nor enemy of one another, preferring to be autonomous

Shichibukai – Seven Royal Warlords – seven powerful pirates acknowledged by the government and is given certain rights and leeway by said government

Supernova – Super Rookies – any rookie pirate who has managed to earn a bounty of over 100,000,000 beli.


"What the Hell is going on?"

The question echoed across the great hall and immediately shut everything, with the exception of the threatening growls, up.

The one who had yelled, Shachi, was beyond pissed. Eyes blazing behind his sunglasses and teeth gnashed together. The Heart Pirates didn't know what was going on, but the fact that their captain had just passed out due to pain when said captain had an inhuman pain-tolerance and could walk away from a fight, that would easily kill anyone else, with little difficulty had them set on edge. The fact that they were surrounded by potential threats that were completely unknown and that there was a Shichibukai there on top of everything else really wasn't helping them calm down at all.

"Fuffuffuf, yes." Doflamingo mused lowly, more teeth showing than was strictly necessary in his vicious smile, fully reveling in the tension that thickened the air. "I would like to know that as well."

As the Shichibukai spoke, Shachi and Penguin started to tend to Law, removing his signature spotted hat and working on his jacket. While they were working, a grandfatherly-like voice spoke up.

If one were to have listened closely enough, though, they would have easily picked up on the slight tremor undertone that spoke of panic and fear. The man that had spoken not expecting an irate bear to deal with nor the man they had summoned before to turn hostile.

"Now now, how about we take this to my office so that we may speak about this turn of events peacefully and away from the young prying eyes?" Dumbledore tried to speak in a tone that appeared friendly and nonthreatening while still demanding respect and compliance, discreetly throwing weak compulsion charms to trust and listen to him at the summoned party and Doflamingo. "Simply control this beast here if you will and step out from that dome so we may adjourn there immediately."

The growling picked up in response and the general air from the Heart Pirates became positively mutinous, as opposed to the enraged it was before. Doflamingo, however, threw his head back and laughed.

It wasn't a nice laugh. It was a laugh that promised humiliation and pain to the one it was directed at. Something the venerable headmaster was soon to learn.

Before anyone could recover from the shock that came from the Shichibukai's cruel cackle, Dumbledore found himself wrapped, from the neck down, in a multitude of thin strings, rendering him immobile.

In the fearful silence that filled the air after the act, the only thing that could be heard was the continued, but much softer, growling of Bepo and the clacking of shoes as Doflamingo slowly, languidly, made his way over to the cocooned headmaster.

"Fuffuffuf, you, Headmaster, are in no position to order us about." The man crooned, smile becoming even sharper than it already was, "Your office is the last place they need to be at the moment in any case." He gestured to the dome at his back, indicating where Shachi and Penguin had Law placed. His spotted hat placed to the side and his jacket folded under his head of short dark blue hair as a pillow. Laws' upper torso now only clothed in a loose black muscle shirt, showcasing his tattoo covered arms. His normally tan skin now a pale white and glossed in a thin sheen of cold sweat, the dark bags under his eyes and the black tattoos that were uncovered more apparent than usual. "And we would not be going to a room with only you unless you're simply that eager for death. I doubt very much that the group behind me appreciates your use of magic on them without their permission. I know that I'm not particularly pleased about it's use on myself, after all. Especially seeing as the magics' focus appeared to be mind related."

A pin-drop could have been heard in the silence as the accusation was processed by the school population before a furious, heavily Scottish accented screech deafened many.

"ALBUS?!"

Doflamingo cackled gleefully in his head as he watched the Scottish transfiguration teacher verbally fillet the still constricted headmaster. He was very pleased with himself at the chaos that was rippling through the students and teachers alike. His smile dimmed slightly and his mood plummeted, though, as he glanced over his shoulder towards Law and his weary crew, absently noting that Bepo had stopped growling at the Scottish woman's shriek and was now holding his ears protectively as well as the bird that was now glaring rather impressively at the professor and looking more than a little ruffled.

Doflamingo hated seeing Law like this. So pale and weak. None of that quite fire that Law harbored. None of the biting sarcastic remarks he was known for.

And it was all those damned mages fault.

Doflamingo was through playing nice. He didn't actually need these people to send him home. He just needed the way and someone willing to preform the magic. It didn't have to be the ones that summoned him, so he would have no qualms with killing the pests attempting to play God should the need arise. He would just have to make sure that Law and, by extension, his crew stayed safe and ended up back home as well. Preferably to Dressrosa, where the blonde firmly believed Law belonged.

Mentally sighing, Doflamingo began to ponder on how, exactly, he was going to approach Law without the younger going into a panic attack and attempting to run, again, or trying to kill him, which was as much a possibility as him running.

Sighing softly out loud this time, the Shichibukai irritably thought on how difficult this particular headache inducing task was set to be and how much worse it could potentially get because of these useless mages.

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Three days.

Three days since the Heart Pirates had been summoned and their captain still had yet to awaken.

Shachi and Penguin were sitting by Laws' head, leaning back to back in despair with Bepo to their immediate side, his head resting on Laws' chest. The rest of the crew being in similar positions of sitting or laying against one another around their captain. A cloud of depression almost visible above their heads as they morosely contemplated the recent events that lead to their current dilemma.

The Heart Pirates were very close to all-out panicking. They were used to their captain putting himself in a healing coma for the truly serious injuries, but even then Law was never really under for very long. A full day at most, maybe two if the severity of the injury called for it.

Law did heal ridiculously fast, after all, and his crew was well aware of why that was. They knew that their captains' healing capabilities came from a mixture of him being a D. (yes they were aware of his heritage), the phoenix tears in his blood (something that quite honestly still confused them), and the immense amount of magic that he had at his beck-and-call.

And yes, the Heart Pirates were well aware of magic. Their Sencho had told them everything he knew about it when he came clean with them.

Law had told them how the magic was wild and slightly unstable and how the environment reacted accordingly. How that was the reason why the Grand-line was basically Hell on Earth. How, even though humans couldn't really use magic with the exception of haki, there were indeed creatures out there capable of actually wielding it, to an extent. The Fishmen and their water manipulation that they tended to incorporate into their fighting style, or the Minkmen with their minor lightning manipulation that they called 'Electro' being obvious examples of this. How Devil Fruits, of all things, were actually made of pure magic, which was the reason why there were so many different types and variations of them.

Law had told them everything.

Which brings the reason on why the Heart Pirates were so very close to panicking. Their captains condition was far to similar to how Law had ended up because of that strange fucking island.

Nothing their Sencho had told them could have prepared them for that island.

They had believed the island to be an everyday normal desert island. Nothing more, nothing less. Definitely not something to worry about.

Except . . . Law had told them that he hadn't liked the island. That they should just skip it and ignore it because it had felt off. Empty almost, like a void to him.

The crew had believed that he had just been messing with them. Trying to scare them. Make them behave.

So they didn't listen. A mistake that had yet to be repeated, and would never be, if they had any say in the matter.

Their first doubts had come from actually docking on the island, making them think that, maybe, their Sencho hadn't been simply joking.

They had all felt a drain, making them a bit tired despite being nearly hyperactive just before. Those that had Devil Fruits were more apparent in showing their tiredness as apposed to the rest who just felt it. When they finally stepped on the island, though, the drain became that much more noticeable.

The crew had also noticed Laws' reluctance at getting off of the Polar Tang, but didn't comment, believing that he was simply feeling it more strongly than them due to his near sensor-like awareness. When he did finally step off of the Tang and touched the island, though, he had collapsed.

They had immediately panicked and started to tend to Law, leaving the island as quickly as was physically possible. They had then been forced to completely drop off the map when it became obvious that he wouldn't be coming to any time soon.

Their Sencho had been in a coma for two and half weeks because they hadn't listened.

Two and half weeks that had been nothing more than pure torture for his crew to bear.

Laws' heart had ended up flat-lining a total of three times in the first week before they had finally managed to completely stabilize him, much to their eternal horror.

The Heart Pirates still had nightmares about killing their captain because of that first week, because they hadn't listened.

When their Sencho had finally come to, and was coherent enough to actually do so, he had studied what had happened and had theorized a most likely possibility: That either the island itself or something buried in or under the island somehow ate magic. That it wasn't a desert island like they had originally thought, but completely dead.

Law had also mentioned, rather off-handedly, that he had ended up subconsciously putting himself in a magical healing coma after he had collapsed to help counter the shock of having almost all of his magic ripped from him in mere seconds. He claimed that his body simply wouldn't have been able to cope from such a drastic change in such a short time otherwise, and in fact couldn't. His body would have ended up collapsing on itself if they hadn't have been there to jump-start his heart each time it failed.

The crew had taken to listening to Laws' warnings as if they had been spoken by the Gods themselves after that disaster.

A disturbance drew the group of twenty out of their reminiscing just in time to see the Shichibukai throw the headmaster across the room once again, as had become normal over the past three days.

The action was watched with sadistic amusement by the crew, having thoroughly enjoyed watching the headmaster sail through the air. The man, along with the professors at first, still tried to get past the dome (that was still somehow active, despite their captains unconscious state) before being driven off by Doflamingo time and again. The Shichibukai having apparently made it his self-appointed mission while here to terrorize the living Hell out of the so called venerable headmaster and those associated with him. He had even almost killed some annoying little red-headed neanderthal for insulting Law and his crew, specifically the bear, Bepo.

Though, the weary crew had found it highly odd that the man seemed to refuse to come within a 15 foot radius of their protective barrier and tried to avoid speaking to them without outright ignoring them, despite his rather contradicting and almost protective actions. Everyone had found themselves confused by the Shichibukais' seemingly bi-polar behavior, but the Heart Pirates knew that it wasn't because he was afraid of them.

That idea was laughable in itself.

Instead, they believed that it had something to do with their Sencho. A belief that was confirmed regularly, when the man periodically glanced towards Law throughout the days. It made the crew wonder about the potential relationship between their captain and the captain of the Donquixote Pirates while remembering the soft-spoken, relief-filled affectionate nickname that Law had uttered before he had passed out.

They didn't bother to try and figure it out though. Law may have told them about everything that he knew about magic, but that didn't mean he divulged any information about his past.

And if that hadn't been enough of a headache to deal with, then the fact that some kid, and quite possibly more, had apparently contacted their parents or guardians the same night of the summoning, who then proceeded to contact these peoples' law enforcement out of worry, was. A group that had called themselves 'Aurors' had then popped up early the next morning, where one thing led to another and had ended up as a full-blown investigation.

In the day and a half that the Aurors had already been there, they had confirmed that it had been Dumbledore who had put Laws/Harrys name in the goblet in an attempt to force the child back under his control. The public had been outraged when that little tidbit got out, and even more so when they learned that the man had summoned twenty-two creature from another world.

Something that was apparently illegal from what the Heart Pirates had been able to gather. It had supposedly been done before only for the summoner in question to have been brutally slaughtered by the summon as retribution for having ripped it from its home.

The Aurors had also found an abundance of objects and books in the headmasters office that the man shouldn't have had when they had searched it. Quite a few of them legally belonging to several students, both present and already graduated, the headmaster having confiscated them after claiming they were dark and dangerous.

They were promptly returned to there rightful owners despite the headmasters continued insistence that they were too dangerous, who was firmly rebutted, claiming that if that was indeed the case then the law enforcement should be the ones to handle the matter and not a mere headmaster.

Unfortunately, to the dismay of said law enforcement and the outrage of the public, the man had used his many positions of power and numerous debts to himself to keep his sorry manipulative ass out of custody. The Aurors were able to place the man under house arrest though, forcing him to stay within the confines of the castle walls. They also prohibited the headmaster from calling any students to his office without a parent/guardian and head of house present for safety measures.

Something that really should have already been mandatory to begin with, in the Heart Pirates personal opinions. The man hadn't been pleased in the least with the regulations.

The government also took the initiative to not only force two guards, who had sworn neutrality for anything involving the man, down the headmasters throat (The Heart Pirates had found that absolutely hilarious. They weren't guards, they were watchdogs meant to keep the headmaster on a leash. And by the sheer amount of incense swimming in the mans baby-blue eyes, he knew it too.) but to call in something that they called goblins as well. This lead to the creatures (The Heart Pirates were sure that their captain would so love the vindictive, cut-throat little shits) seizing all of Dumbledores assets until further notice, in which they used the opportunity to run a complete audit over all of the vaults the man had access to, starting with Harry Potters.

Dumbledore had apparently claimed illegal guardianship over the child, which seemed to piss off the public even more for a reason the summoned crew didn't completely understand.

When Dumbledore had been otherwise distracted doing damage control, a goblin that called himself Goldcrane, who declared himself to be the new account manager for the Potter vaults, had come by. He had talked to the summoned party, both the group in and the one out of the barrier, and claimed that they would need something vital from Law to preform something called an inheritance test. That they would need his blood.

The little creature had said that Laws' blood would tell them what, exactly, he had a claim to and would give them more information in the case against Dumbledore.

Confused on why they would need Law at all, but curious all the same, they had complied.

The results had been interesting to say the least.

Goldcrane had administered two of them: One for their archives. The other for Law when he awoke.

Laws' copy had read:

Name: Law Water D. Trafalgar / Harrison James Potter

Date of Birth: October 6, 1498 (x2x6) / July 31, 1980

Mother: Liza D. Trafalgar nee Water (deceased) / Lilliana Elizabeth Potter nee Evans (deceased)

Father: Leo Tyburn Trafalgar (deceased) / James Charlus Potter (deceased)

Sibling: Lami Trafalgar (little sister (deceased))

Godparents: Sirius Black (escapee (still eligible))

Magical Guardian: Sirius Black (illegally imprisoned (still eligible)) / Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore (forced custody (illegal))

Proxy: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore (self-proclaimed (illegal))

Heir(ess): Potter (by blood)

Peverell (by blood)

Black (by blood)

Gryffindor (by blood)

Slytherin (by conquest)

Gaunt (by conquest)

Vaults: Potter Family Vault (relics, tomes, portraits, deeds, investment contracts, etc. (12,549,117 Galleons, 736,552 Sickles, 351,322 Knuts))

Potter Trust Vault (5,000 Galleons, 500 Sickles, 200 Knuts)

Peverell Family Vault (relics, tomes, portraits, deeds, investment contracts, etc. (150,552,832 Galleons, 6,330,223 Sickles, 633,221 Knuts))

Black Family Vault (relics, tomes, portraits, deeds, investment contracts, etc. (15,430,553 Galleons, 572,662 Sickles, 367,221 Knuts))

Gryffindor Family Vault (relics, tomes, Gryffindor's portrait, deeds, etc. (200,351,890 Galleons, 110,521,660 Sickles, 920,553 Knuts))

Slytherin Family Vault (relics, tomes, Slytherin's portrait, potion ingredients, etc. (199,121,390 Galleons, 105,571,660 Sickles, 850,653 Knuts))

Gaunt Family Vault (empty (0 Galleons, 0 Sickles, 0 Knuts))

Properties: Potter Manor, Britain (sealed)

House in Godric's Hollow, Britain (destroyed, landmark status)

Potter Chateau, France (sealed, unplotable)

Black Manor, Britain (sealed)

12 Grimmauld Place, Britain (sealed)

Black Villa, Italy (sealed)

Gryffindor Castle, Britain (sealed, unplotable)

Godric's Hollow (rented property)

Slytherin Castle, Wels (sealed, unplotable)

Gaunt Shack, Britain

Magic: Mage (Magic core 90% formally blocked / signature: Albus Dumbledore)

Wandless magic (formally blocked / signature: Albus Dumbledore)

Mind magic (formally blocked / signature: Albus Dumbledore)

Natural animagus (formally blocked – snow leopard / signature: Albus Dumbledore)

Magic's tongue (99% formally blocked / signature: Albus Dumbledore)

Other Information: Ice phoenix feather (previously fire) merged into right forearm – bonded to animagi form

Evidence of spells, potions, charms, and more having been cleansed from system

Repeated illegal withdrawals from Potter Family Vault by Proxy

Illegal possession of Potter Vault keys and several Potter tomes by Proxy

Marriage Contract between one Harry Potter and one Ginerva Molly Weasley (made by Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and Molly Weasley (invalid – illegal))

The information provided had been a surprise, and very detailed (Something that honestly surprised the crew), making the Heart Pirates even more murderous towards the headmaster. And, even though no-one else there, with the exception of Laws' crew, knew what the test had revealed, Doflamingo had easily picked up on their increased hostility towards Dumbledore and overall foul mood. This causing the Shichibukai to become even more volatile than before, much to the school inhabitants disbelief and growing terror. Something that the Ministry was all-too-happy to overlook so long as no-one was tortured extensively or killed without good reason. If the man left those who stayed out of his way alone, then they would ignore anything done to those stupid enough to actually bring his attention on them, whether it be intentional or not.

Dumbledore had ended up absolutely furious when he found out about the test, it having been done while he was otherwise distracted and without his approval or even knowledge. The old goat had attempted multiple times to get the test away from the crew throughout the days with no success, desperately hoping to know what it said and praying that they hadn't read it yet.

In response to the mans increasingly pathetic and desperate attempts, Doflamingo had taken to physical methods to drive him off. This being where the headmaster flying headlong into the walls started. It also started Dumbledores, also multiple and completely unwanted, visits to the medical wing.

The headmaster was determined, they had to give him that . . . or he was just excessively stupid. Possibly even suicidal to boot. They weren't entirely sure.

The happenings were so repetitive and dull that time quickly passed for the summoned party. Lunch passing into dinner and after and with it, the increasing levels of irritation from the Heart Pirates as Laws' condition remained unchanged. With the crews rising ire came Doflamingos' mounting aggression, which in turn caused the school population to become even more skittish.

A soft excited whine brought the curious attention of the crew, and those still around to focus on them, to Bepo, who was in the process of nudging Laws' arm hesitantly. Noticing the twitching of his eyelids, they immediately tensed, coming closer but knowing better than to crowd, far to aware of their Sencho's habit of lashing out when startled or pissed.

After what felt like forever to those anxiously waiting, Law released a low groan and brought his free hand to his head while burying the other in Bepo's soft fur, petting him soothingly. Bepo released a happy whine at the action and snuggled closer as the rest of the crew smiled from the, most likely, unconscious assurance that their captain gave. Penguin moving closer to lift Law into a sitting position against him causing another soft groan to be heard.

Law burrowed his head as far into the clothed shoulder as he could, feeling absolutely horrible with a killer headache as well. It was difficult for him to focus on anything but he did manage to slur out a semi-thought-out question.

"Wha' the 'ell hit me?"

His crew laughed, the sound filled with relief while the tension steadily bled from their bodies. Some of them sagging completely as the worry of their captains conditions slowly dispersed.

"That would be a stone floor, Sencho!"


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