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Chapter 1: Heated Ending Cold Beginning
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Milky, iridescent ribbons of northern lights swirled quickly across your range of vision. Were you laying on the ground? You felt your long hair tickling your back, nothing impeding it. With nothing above or behind you, you were whizzing through space and time. You tried to move your hands.
Your feet.
Your wings.
Nothing. You couldn’t move an inch. Your head spun with dizziness and confusion. What happened? Where were you? The last thing you remembered was-
“Wait Sanji-!” You called out after being face to face with the padded paw of Bartholomew Kuma on Sabaody Archipelago.
“Don’t touch her you brute!” Sanji’s eyes flared with aggression as he aimed a kick towards your attacker.
And that was the last thing you saw. You had been bested badly by Kizaru and Kuma, just as the rest of your crew had. You knew you had broken bones. You realized this now that the adrenaline had worn off and you could finally feel your injuries. The delicate tissue of your wings was ripped to shreds and you felt it deep in your flesh. You couldn’t even retract your wings and resume your full human form. You were helpless in your involuntary stasis. How long had you been flying away? The northern lights begin to meld together in your vision and your eyelids flutter closed again…
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*WOOOOSH* *CRASH*
Your body crashed into the side of a snowy mountain like a dropped bomb. Pine branches snapped. Squirrels and foxes scampered away quickly. Boulders shattered at the sheer force of the impact. For a moment you were able to open your eyes.
You were blinded by bright white. After a few moments of believing you had died and were ascending into the heavens, the craggy mountainside came into view. But before you could fully assess your situation, the rock face beneath you gave way and you were falling again.
You scream but your mouth was quickly covered with snow from the incoming avalanche. You feel more of your bones snap. The pain is unbearable. Your head spins…
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“Way too fuckin’ cold…” Penguin struggles to lift his legs from the knee deep snow as he trudges towards the woods on the mountain.
“Captain said to get wood. You wanna tell him you were ‘too cold,’ Penguin?” Ikkaku snapped at her exploration partner while she too, struggled to move through the snow.
“I’d like to see him out here in this shit! I can barely tell my hand from my dick in this blizzard!” Penguin shot back.
“That’s probably because you can barely see your- Ooof!” Ikkaku trips over something in her path and takes a nose dive into the fresh powder in front of her.
“Hah! Karma, bitch!” Penguin laughs and pulls his hat back. Upon clearing his vision, he sees what his crew mate had tumbled over. A pair of denim clad thighs and a slim waist. “Wait… Ikkaku…”
“What is it? Help me up already!”
“It’s… it’s a girl!”
“What?” Ikkaku shakes her head to clear off the snow.
“There’s some lady buried in the snow! We gotta get her out!” Penguin panics and starts scraping heaps of snow off the frozen body.
“Oh shit, you’re right. Let’s pull her out.” Ikkaku reaches through the snow until she feels a lifeless skull lolling around. She places a gentle hand behind the body’s neck and pulls it out of the snow. It was a beautiful woman, long brown hair braided with flowers and vines that had been frozen and wilted in the snow, a large grey streak spread from a corner of her forehead. Ikkaku grabs the shoulders while Penguin grabbed the legs of the lifeless form.
“Why isn’t it moving?” Penguin pulls on the legs.
“Hmmph! It’s stuck on something… Hmmmpph!” Ikkaku tries to jostle the body free of the ice and snow. The duo pull and push on the body until something finally gives and it is released from the grip of the mountain. Suddenly, on one side of the body, a tattered black wing breaks free from the ice and flops back down. The second wing followed and slumped lifelessly next to the unconscious form.
“What the hell is this thing?!?” Penguin exclaims.
“I don’t know…” Ikkaku looks down at the strange person. “But Captain is definitely gonna wanna see this…”
The two wordlessly agree to carry the body back down to the Heart Pirate safe house at the bottom of the mountain.
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“Captain! Law! Hurry!” Penguin yells as he runs into the base backwards carrying the legs of the unknown body.
“Bring it to the med bay, if there’s any chance it’s still alive he’s going to want it in there.” Ikkaku hurries Penguin down the hallway to Captain Trafalgar Law’s surgery room that connected to his secluded office.
Doors swinging open quickly, the pirates hoist the winged figure up onto the surgery table. The body laid lifelessly on the table while the shredded wings flopped lazily at its sides, tips nearly hitting the floor. Penguin collapsed against the wall behind him, breath heavy from the long, arduous journey back from the mountain with their new addition.
The door to the adjoining office was flung open.
“What the hell is this?” Law burst in and began pulling on a pair of blue rubber gloves.
D, E, A, T, H.
H, T, A, E, D.
He slipped the gloves over each finger and moved towards the surgery table.
“We found it on the mountain, Captain.” Ikkaku responds. “Under a blizzard and a landslide. I doubt it’s still alive.”
Law wordlessly peruses the body. He stops by it’s neck and presses two fingers against it’s pulse point.
E, A.
“There’s a pulse. She’s alive.”
Ikkaku and Penguin look at each other and their eyes widen.
“Bepo!” Law shouts.
“Yes, Captain?” A large polar bear in an orange jump suit enters the operating suite.
“Ready the surgery room.” Law eyes Penguin and Ikkaku gawking at each other. “You two, prepare for a long procedure. Get Shachi too. This won’t be easy.”
“Aye, Captain!” The duo immediately went to change their uniforms and scrub up for the procedure.
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“I need more stitches, Bepo.” Law states, muffled by the surgical mask in front of his nose and mouth.
Law sits on a doctor’s stool sewing up the sinewy flesh on the being’s wings. It had taken him 2 hours, but Dr Trafalgar Law had already sewn up one wing and was finishing the other. It didn’t look good, even Law could admit that. He was just trying to stop the bleeding from the micro veins and tissue in the wing webbing. Bepo had hooked up the creature to machines to monitor its breathing and heart rate.
“I-It’s a vampire. W-we should have left it out there.” Penguin says from the corner of the operating room.
“If you can’t be helpful, leave.” Law states calmly without looking up from his work.
“It’s not a vampire, you idiot.” Shachi remarks from his spot next to the body. “It’s that Straw Hat girl. You guys don’t remember her from the auction house?”
This peaked Law’s interest.
“Straw Hat? She’s with his crew?” Law takes a moment from his hunched position over the wing to look at the body’s unconscious face. He notices her button nose, full bottom lip, and her frostbitten skin. Law cocks his head. He remembers her from Sabaody now. She was with the young man in the Straw Hat. He recalls the information on her wanted poster. They had only left the chaos a few days earlier. "How did she get here..."
“The botanist…” He mumbles under his breath.
“Yeah! That’s it! They call her the Earthly Devil… Rito Daisy I think..” Shachi confirms.
“Daisy…” Law says pensively. He looks at your peaceful face. His gaze lingers for a moment before returning to his work stitching up the flesh of his new patient.
“Must be a Zoan type.” Bepo says from over Law’s shoulder. “She’s certainly no mink. The question is what kind of Zoan type makes wings like that…” The bear has worry and concern his voice. Law sighs and rises from his chair.
“It’s not important right now.” He ties off his stitches and moves towards the body’s torso. “We need to set the bones. If we don’t do it now, it’ll be a lot more painful when she’s awake.”
Law cracks his knuckles.
His crew members look at him expectantly.
“Well, let’s do it.”
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Burning. Bright. Fluorescent.
“Ow… my eyes…” You mumble as you wake from a deep slumber. All you could see was artificial lights and steel ceilings. You knew you were certainly not on the Sunny anymore. You try to reach your arm to rub your eyes and found that both of them were shackled to the table you were laying on.
You were a prisoner.
Again.
You heart throbbed in your chest. Your stomach dropped through your whole body. Someone had taken you captive. How could this happen? You had aligned yourself with the strongest pirates the worst generation had to offer and yet here you were, strapped to a strangers ship just like 8 years ago.
“Hey…” You try to sit up. “HEY!”
You pull your body up further.
“GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! HEY! HEEEEEY!” You try to lurch your body forward but you were met by sharp, extreme pain throughout your whole being.
“Hey woah hold on relax it’s okay! We’re going to help you!”
A voice comes from the corner of the room you couldn’t see due to your restraints.
“Who… who are you! Get away from me! Let me go!” You shouted.
“I know you’re freaking out right now but I promise we-“
You see who the voice was coming from.
It was an 11 foot tall real-life anthropomorphic polar bear wearing an orange jumpsuit. Your eyes crossed in shock.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING CARNIVORE DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” You pull at your restraints, ignoring the searing pain in your body.
“No no! I wouldn’t! Please stop!” The bear raises his hands in front of his chest to signify he meant no harm, but you would’t believe it. You scream.
“AAAAH!” The metal restraints holding you down to the table broke under your strength, the material melting slightly.
“CAPTAIN!!!! HELP!!!” The bear shrieked and cowered.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!” You shouted and pushed yourself off the operating table and into the cabinet across the room, breaking the glass. You honed your eyes in on the polar bear.
You spread your broken wings and they crash against the furniture in the cramped operating room, knocking over carts full of medical equipment.
“Shit!” You groan in pain.
“ROOM.”
Suddenly, the air around you tuned light blue. You spun your head around, trying to see where the voice came from.
“Shambles.”
You felt a body behind you. You breathed hard in suspense.
“Shit, that burns!” An arm around around your torso pulls back.
“Wha-?” You felt a sharp jab in your neck and then your eyelids closed.
Three tattooed fingers pushed down the plunger of a syringe.
E, A, T.
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“I have to go to Marine Ford. Picking up a patient. You stay here and make sure this patient stays sedated.”
It had been a week and Law had been taking care of his new patient in his medical bay at the Heart Pirates safe house. Law had made sure that Daisy would stay unconscious during this time, pumping her full of sedatives. He needed the patient’s bones to heal.
“Keep her sedated. I’ve left the exact measurements of medications in the folder on the desk. Make sure she stays unconscious. If she were to wake up now, the sheer volume of her broken bones would send her into another shock-like state.” Law gives the instructions to Shachi and Penguin.
“G-got it Captain! You can leave it to us!” Penguin nods at his captain.
“It might be a few days. Call only if it’s an emergency.” Law tosses Shachi a transponder snail and heads out of the base towards where the Polar Tang was docked, Bepo at his heels.
“Great. What did you do that landed us in charge of the vampire girl? If she wakes up we are so fucked.” Penguin remarks at Shachi.
“She won’t wake up. As long as we keep giving her meds, we’re in there like swim wear. It’s an easy gig.” Shachi laughs. “And if she does, so what? We just shoot her full of one of these…” Shachi grabs a syringe from a medical cart and squirts it into the air. “So what if she’s a Straw Hat? She’s their gardener. She’s about as dangerous as their damn musician. No real threat.”
“I don’t feel real great about this, Shach…” Penguin remarks while rubbing his brow.
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