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No Grave Ch.7

We spent around 3 years in Paradise, just so that Buggy and Shanks could get used to the craziness, both from the Grand Line itself and from living with this crew in particular.

It was during this time that we started to get targeted much more often. I suspect that in Whitebeard and Garp’s case, it was more for training than anything. Garp seemed to enjoy fighting Roger, but didn’t like the fact that he had taken us kids onto his ship.

And seeing as how Garp had actually tried to kidnap us away at one point, Roger made sure to keep us away from any fights with the crazy marine.

Whitebeard didn’t come around as often as Garp or any smaller crews, but when he did, there were often huge parties thrown after.

Despite all of this, we had never actually participated in any fights with the famous crew, as Rayleigh and Scopper redirected anyone coming at us before we could even try.

So when Roger finally gave us permission to fight, I was understandably both excited and terrified. There was an unspoken rule that killing was off the table, but it was always possible for there to be accidents or for someone to ignore the rule completely.

Like, I know it’s unlikely that anyone will try to actually kill any of us, or even succeed in Sterling and I’s case….. but even the thought is terrifying. I know exactly how this crew is going to be in the future, and seeing my tiny little brothers go up against them is scary.

Shanks had bodily thrown himself at his opponent, and I’m pretty sure Sterling was pulling people into the deck and leaving them there.

I had absolutely no idea who I was fighting, but he never showed up in the anime or manga so he probably doesn’t last long, not with how little regard he has for his surroundings.

I danced around attacks that I could see coming from a mile away. No doubt the fact that he couldn’t land a single hit irked him to no end, and he eventually gave in to his rage.

Living with Orochimaru for so long in another life teaches you things. Like how to ignore the fact that I have bones and joints, and how to move in ways that are probably breaching Uncanny Valley territory.

It’d probably be painful if my pain tolerance wasn’t ‘I regularly stab myself and break bones for funsies’.

So when I dislocated my shoulder and twisted in a way that probably broke several ribs in order to avoid getting a knife shoved through my arm, it wasn’t very unexpected for him to start screaming.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” He screamed and swung blindly, finally scoring a pretty solid hit to the side of my face.

I took a second to spit blood and ripped the few teeth he managed to knock loose out and grinned at the man as they grew back semi instantly.

“My crew are of the opinion that ‘Devil's Spawn’ is an apt description, but Captain just calls me a brat.” I smirked and transformed completely, scaring the shit out of everyone in our vicinity who had arachnophobia.

I cackled as I wrapped him in a web and hung him upside down from the mast.

Before I could go after anyone else, Buggy shrieked and threw himself onto my back. I turned to glare at whoever had scared my little brother when I felt him shaking and the fur- er, hair on my back grow wet. I hissed and ran for somewhere, anywhere that would be quiet and calm.

We ended up in a library that most definitely didn’t belong to us so that left Whitebeard’s ship. I did not care at the moment and instead shifted to hybrid form, moving Buggy to my front and using my extra arms to pull books off the shelves.

I plopped us down in the giant ass chair, no doubt belonging to Newgate himself, and started reading out loud the books that I had chosen. Many of them were quite boring to me, but they were ones that I knew Buggy would enjoy.

We must have been there for much longer than we thought, because the door swung open and in a panic, I nailed Roger in the face with a book thicker than my arm. He looked stunned, staring at the book with a flabbergasted look on his face.

I stared at him for a full minute before the silence broke.

“Gurarara! Your brat has one hell of an arm, Roger.” I stared up at the giant of a man towering over us. Normally, I would be very much terrified. However, I also just knocked my father figure on his ass with a book of all things so I think I had much more pressing matters to deal with.

“Dad! Are you oka-“ Of course, my body had other plans and just shut down as I made to get up.

The next time I woke up, I was in an infirmary with Shanks, who had tucked himself against my side and had his head resting on my chest, right over my heart.

At that point, I was just exhausted so I pulled Shanks closer and prepared to go back to sleep.

“You’ve only got so long, Roger. You can’t keep putting this off, you need to tell them. And soon, before they find out after you collapse.” My blood froze.

No.

I thought we’d have more time, we were supposed to have more time! You can’t do this-

“I know, Rayleigh! But how the hell am I supposed to tell my kids that I’m dying!?” Roger snapped.

“ Da-ad?”

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