"Law..."
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Why? Why was he here? He should be living without want or worry with the power I provided him. Why did my big brother come to me?
God, he looked just like father...
My elder brother scowled and all the body parts dropped to the floor around him.
I unsheathed my blade as I watched the original sword he held glint in the sunlight that streamed through the windows.
Marines and pirates alike began to gather around us, but nobody entered space between the two Laws.
"You." My brother hissed, raising the tip of his sword to point at me. "Who the hell do you think you are, pretending to be me."
In my peripheral vision, I could see the six warlords coming up to stand behind me.
I scowled back at Law and mirrored his stance. "I'm Trafalgar Law, the Surgeon of Death." I growled as best as I could in his voice. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
Law snarled. "I-"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
My eyes widened and I glanced down at my watch. Had it been so long?
As if on cue, the dull pain that had been building up all around my body suddenly increased greatly and I let out a little yelp, stumbling on my heels and dropping down to one knee.
Law raised a surprised eyebrow.
With shaking fingers I grabbed my pack and began rummaging through it for my medicine.
Another wave of pain washed over me and I bit my bottom lip until it bled as I struggled to find the emergency syringe that already contained Vegapunk's serum.
"What are you doing?" Law growled warily, then snarled as soon as I pulled out the needle from my bag.
"What is that?" He snarled, holding out his hand. "Room! Shambles!"
I didn't have time to react as my medicine was replaced with some marine's finger.
Another wave of agony- this one at least ten times worse than the others- washed over my entire body and I let out a feminine scream at the pain.
Doflamingo reached forward to me as I collapsed to the floor completely, but his touch only made things worse.
"What is this?" Law snarled again, his anger seeming to increase at the sight of Doflamingo. "Tell me! Who the fuck are you, bitch?!"
I felt tears stream out of my eyes as I crawled free of Doflamingo and pulled myself closer to my brother. Pain wracked my body to the point where I was trembling like a leaf in a hurricane and sweat poured down my whitened skin.
"Please..." I sobbed, raising up a hand. "Please... It hurts...!"
My body spasmed before Law could answer and I somehow knocked both the hat off of my head as well as the fake goatee on my chin.
I could feel the shock in the room, but all I cared about was my salvation. I just needed that syringe.
Law stared down at me with wide eyes and took a step backwards.
"Please...!" I sobbed again. "It hurts...!"
"God damn it, Trafalgar! You're going to kill her!" I heard someone, it sounded like Hancock, shout.
Law still just stared down at me with wide, hesitating eyes.
"Please..." I whispered, the pain becoming too much to speak properly. "Law... It hurts..."
My vision began to blacken and I saw the needle heading for my arm before I was greeted by the pain-filled darkness.
----
I watched a little girl skip down a cobblestone street, a smile on her face and a tune in her head.
From behind a tree, a boy older than the girl waited, trying to stifle his giggles.
As the girl skipped along, the boy braced himself and jumped from his hiding space. "Boo!"
The little girl squealed in delight as the boy grabbed her and began tickling her.
The scene shifted and both the girl and the boy were older, sitting side by side and reading medical text books they brought home from school. The boy wanted to be a doctor, the girl wanted to be his nurse.
The scene shifted once more.
The girl was skipping along again even though she was an adult, her honey brown hair trailing behind her in the low pigtails she had worn since childhood. Beside her the tall boy stared down at the girl with affection in his eyes. He wore a doctor's coat and she wore a nurse's dress.
I watched them from afar.
There was a hazy sort of glow about them and in an instant they had vanished.
The haziness faded and I found myself standing in a familiar blackened room, surrounded by machines that made horrifying sounds and body parts strung up on display.
The little girl was there again, only this time she looked different.
Her honey brown hair was singed short and black, the ever-present smile had long since vanished, and she was crying.
That's right... There is no such thing as a happy ending. They only exist in fairy tales and legends.
This was her harsh reality and my way of life.
You're not a princess in some fairy tale. No one will ever come to your rescue.
----
I groaned as I woke. The pain that had sent me off was no longer present as I opened my eyes.
Looking around I saw the Shichibukai either sitting or standing around the meeting room's table.
A pressure on my tender skin drew my attention and my eyes widened to see Law with his fingers on my wrist, checking my pulse with a scowl on his face.
"Ah! My little Lawsie is awake!" I heard Doflamingo exclaim.
He came forward but Law snarled and slapped away his hands. "Don't touch her you damn bastard!" He hissed. "Not while she looks like me!"
Doflamingo's grin lessened to a smirk at my brother. "Same as ever, aren't you Law?" He chuckled, making my eyes widen even further.
"Both of you disgusting men just stay away from this poor maiden!" Hancock shouted. Oh, so now she liked me. I found my face pressed against her bussom in a protective embrace.
I was only then that I realized that my own breasts had been released from their bindings and I was wearing the black tank top I had under Law's hoodie, revealing all of my fairly new tattoos. I had to admit, it did make breathing easier.
Law scowled again. "Hancock-ya, please refrain from suffocating my patient."
I was released with a huff and my vision was filled by Law.
"How are you still alive?" He growled, looking me up and down. "Judging by your age, you should have died from Amber Lead Syndrome when you were five or six. Who are you and how have you lived so long?"
I looked at him, then to the others, then back to him. "I'm Trafalgar Law. I used my parents' notes to create a serum-"
I was cut off by a slap to the face.
Law gave me an enraged look. "My parents are dead!" He snarled. "Their notes burned in the fire that killed my sister! Tell me who you really are!"
Everyone stared as I opened my mouth again.
"My name is Trafalgar Law. I used what remained of my parents' notes that burned in the hospital fire that killed my little sister to create a serum after the Ope-Ope no Mi cured me for only a few years-"
I was cut off with yet another slap.
"CORA-SAN DID NOT DIE SO THAT I COULD LIVE FOR JUST A FEW MORE YEARS!"
Both Doflamingo and Law himself stiffened at his outburst and Law grit his teeth. "Room. Shambles."
Very suddenly, Law and I were in a different room entirely. It was completely empty save for us.
After a few moments Law sighed and stepped away from me.
"How did you know it was a hospital fire... How did you know she was my little sister..." He muttered, looking more exhausted than he normally did. "What do you know about me?"
I stared at him and he held my gaze. "Trafalgar D. Water Law." I began. "Born in the kingdom of Flevance, first son in a family of doctors. Four years after you were born came your sister..." I almost choked on the name as it began to slide past my lips. "Trafalgar D. Lamie..."
Law was staring down at me with wide eyes as tears began streaking down my whitened face.
"I know it was a hospital fire because I was there... I... I thought I was going to die... I called out for my brother... I prayed as hard as I could for him to save me... But he never came... I woke up with charred black hair and those damned marines sent me to a man named Vegapunk... I lived as a boy and a guinea pig until I was twenty... When my brother's wanted poster finally reached me... I knew he was alive. I wanted to help him... So I became what you see before you... And made my big brother a Shichibukai..."
I sniffed and pursed my lips as I looked up at him. "Law... You look so much like dad!"
I was waiting for his response, hoping that I would get a hug, a pat on the back, a handshake, something! But none of that came.
"No." Law stated after a minute. "You're not her. You can't be her. Lamie was pure and innocent. She loved festivals. She smiled all the time and she looked just like my mother. You are not her."
My heart shattered a bit as he continued.
"You're just some sick, twisted, fucked up woman who's diluted herself into thinking that she's my sister. Well you're not, understand? You're not!"
At Law's words my heart shattered completely and the doors to the room were slammed open, revealing both admirals Akainu and Kizaru along with a dozen or so other marines.
Law turned to them and scowled. "I will take her Shichibukai position just so long as you get this witch out of my sight. I don't care what you do with her."
I didn't try to protest as he spread his 'room' and vanished once more.
I didn't try and struggle as I was taken away in chains.
I didn't try and do anything.
I was done.