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psychedelic-ink · 4 years

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3 in the morning secrets

Not wanting to get caught out of bed this time, I waited until the submarine quieted down around me with a quick nap. When I woke up, everything seemed silent so I grabbed the same black coat I had used before and made my way to the door, but when I tried to open it, it wouldn’t budge.

“Locked, huh?” I touched the tip of my index finger to the lock and forced my power into the mechanism, moving the pins as I gently moved my wrist up and down keeping my finger on the lock “That’s adorable.” With a swift twist of my wrist, I turned the lock and it opened as if I had the key. I know I wasn’t at my best but the day I couldn’t pick a lock, I might as well hang my pirate heart too.

Still, I needed to know just how badly this ordeal had affected my abilities, my strength, my speed, my agility. Only then could I start to make good on the promise I made to my unconscious brother.

I walked through the empty metal halls, a contrast to the sea of faces I had been met with before and the corridors were a lot darker now too, I assumed it as a way to save energy. It’s not like the darkness affected me, having eaten a Zoan type devil fruit had it’s advantages and seeing in the dark happened to be one of mine and to think that with the slip of fate I could’ve been rubber instead.

Being able to see where I was going, didn’t really mean I knew where I was going. I didn’t get to see a training room in my last visit and it’s not like I knew my way around this submarine yet. I thought I’d stop by the mess hall, hope my stomach wouldn’t realize where I was and then make my way from there. I mean, if I hung around the infirmary like place, I was more likely to get caught.

I’m almost stepping into the mess hall when I hear something – seemingly pots – fall and a familiar voice grumbling at them. I quickly stop and look around the corner, in the kitchen side of the room, stood Law arguing with some pans. He didn’t have his signature hat, so I could see his short dark hair and how it wasn’t groomed at all like he had just gotten out of bed, despite this, he was wearing his yellow and black hoodie and I couldn’t see him from the waist down as he was behind the counter. I chuckled to myself at the sight of him and quickly hid back behind the wall in case he had heard me or something, mentally slapping myself for being so careless.

“Room.” Shit “Shambles.” In a blink of an eye, I was now behind the kitchen counter, looking at the door where I had been not a second ago and heard the soft sound of what I assumed was a wooden spoon falling to the floor in the place where I had been “Do I have to weld the door shut to get you to rest?”

I turned around to be reminded that he was a good twenty centimetres taller than me, but I simply shrugged with the same wiseass smirk I tended to have “You can try, but fair warning, I’m exceptionally good at doing the opposite of what I’m told.”

He rubbed his face with a tired expression “Yeah, I’m starting to get that…” in fact, I noticed that he just seemed generally tired, there were bags under his eyes and his shoulders were slacked like he was carrying the weight of the world on them “What are you doing up at this hour? Can’t you just stay in the infirmary like I tell you and rest?” even his voice sounded tired.

“Can’t vouch for the time, I don’t even know what day it is, let along the time.” I replied, turning to the cabinets to search for snacks “But, if you must know, all I’ve been seeming to do is sleep and cry as you very rudely pointed out yesterday, I was looking for somewhere to practice.”

“You ripped your stiches yesterday over some boxes and now you want to go train with no supervision?” he asked from his same spot behind me “If you’re so intent on killing yourself you should let me know, it’ll save the trouble of patching you up every time.”

“I’m not gonna die.” I snapped back trying to ignore how much I sounded like my oldest brother - I promise I will never die. – he had said…

Law’s eyes turned a bit darker as he fully faced me “Everyone dies.”

“Not me. Not now.” I replied with more conviction than I expected out of myself “Luffy has been through enough. He lost both his brothers, I refuse to have him lose his sister too.” I explained “But I also don’t wanna lose the only brother I have left, the only real family I have left. So I’m gonna get myself back into shape and if that means me and you will argue every time I do so? Then so be it.”

Something in his eyes seemed to change at my words but I couldn’t quite place it “Are you always this stubborn?”

“Oh, you’ve seen nothing yet.” I chuckle turning to the cabinets and finding a pack of rice crackers, I pulled them out and showed it to him asking “May I?”

“Su-IF YOU’RE GONNA ASK FOR PERMISSION, AT LEAST WAIT UNTIL I ANSWER!” I just turned back to close the cabinet door with a cracker already in my mouth “You’re impossible to deal with, you know?”

“Yeah…” he wasn’t the first to say it and I was sure he wouldn’t be the last, still I turned to him and kept munching on my newly found snacks “But going back to sleep isn’t really an option.”

“You’re still having nightmares, huh…?” I basically glared at him, wondering how the hell he could know that “I’m not just the captain, I’m also the ship’s doctor. My office is literally next door to the infirmary.” He explained “You scream when you’re having nightmares.”

I put the packet of rice crackers aside, suddenly losing my appetite and crossing my arms over my chest “Sorry about that…”

“It’s alright, I know what it’s like to have nightmares you wake up screaming from…” he bit his lip like he regretted saying anything. He turned away to grab a pan and some ingredients off the cabinets “You’re hungry right? I was gonna make something anyway, sit.”

I raised him an eyebrow “You’re gonna cook? I thought you said it was late.”

He shrugged “It’s 3 in the morning, it’s actually early. Unless you don’t want to?”

I gave him the nicest smile I could muster “I’ll set the table.”

He gave me a tight smile and turned to his cooking while I turned to the mess hall. I thought there was no point to go all the way out there to eat, there were a couple of shorter counters around the kitchen so I decided to move a couple of chairs there and then set the table. Turning back to the mess hall, I reached out my right hand and focused on one of the chairs closest to the kitchen. “Breathe and focus. If you can lift it with your arms, why not with your mind?” – Sabo had suggested all those years ago, he helped me with the basics when I had no idea where to even start. So I did it, I took a deep breath and carefully pulled the chair from the table. It moved and I turned my palm up making it float off the ground. Using my abilities, even on something so simple as that chair, had my wounds burning to remind me that this wasn’t magic, it depends on my own body strength. I willed the floating chair to come to me and then, using both my hands for stability, I placed it on the floor. I repeated the process with another chair, with the plates from the cabinets and with the cutlery from the drawers.

By the time I finished, I had to sit but I could’ve beamed in celebration. As small of a victory it was, it was still a victory, when I first tried that, Dadan was furious at me for basically breaking all the plates in the house. Mysteriously, the next day they had all been replaced by expensive looking china, to this day I’d bet my life it had been Ace that replaced them for me.

It didn’t take long for Law to finish what he was cooking up and I took him our plates. I had to admit, it looked good and it smelled even better, he sat across from me and we started eating, it was delicious. After the first couple of mouthfuls, I broke the silence “First time I got them, I was about seven.” I sensed his eyes shift to me but I kept mine on my plate “I saw one of my three brothers being killed and after that I’d wake up screaming and crying, sometimes I couldn’t breathe… I’d wake up truly terrified.”

“How did you get over them?”

I chuckled to myself and ate a spoonful of food “I didn’t do anything. I had Ace and Luffy there for me, they helped me get through the nightmares.” I looked back at him “In my opinion, getting through nightmares is a lot better than getting over them.”

I’m not sure what I expected to see, but it was certainly not a sad smile “I used to help my little sister with her nightmares too…”

“You have a sister?” I took another spoonful of food “What’s she like?”

His smile softened as he looked at his plate “She loved festivals.” He scoffed “We had basically a different festival every month in our town and it’s not like they were very different from each other, but every time she’d make a big deal out of it, would basically drag me and our parents out.” He tilted his head, eyes still on his plate “I don’t think we’d have left the hospital half as many times without her.”

“Hospital?”

He glanced up at me “Both my parents were doctors, they liked to stay close to their patients so we basically lived at the hospital.”

“Your sister sounds like a nice girl.” I took another spoonful of food.

Law turned his eyes back to his plate “She was.” The amount of past tenses in his story finally caught up to me “Then a bunch of soldiers killed everyone in town and burned down the hospital she was hiding in.”

My shoulders dropped slightly at his eyes. It was like he was seeing it all over again, living it all over again. All I knew was that I had to snap him out of it, getting sucked into your own personal nightmares wasn’t really fun, especially when they really happened. I reached out for his hand before I even processed what I was doing. Touch always snapped me back to the present and it seemed to do the trick with him too as he pulled away like I had burned him. Unlike what I’d do – turn away and not make eye contact if my life depended on it – his wide eyes quickly met mine and I made sure he could see both my hands “You back?”

He shook his head “Sorry…”

“You don’t have to apologize…”

“No.” he put his spoon down “It’s just…”

I smiled as I noticed him struggling with his own subconscious. It was weird, it reminded me of when my brothers had tried to get me talking about my nightmares “Been fighting your own darkness recently?”

“You could say that…” he raised me an eyebrow as he gestured between me and him “And it’s not like I do this. Ever.”

I raised him an eyebrow “And you think I do? I’ve got a reputation to uphold, mr Surgeon of Death.”

He scoffed “Reputation as what? The craziest cat in the Grand Line?”

“Tiger! I’m a tiger, polar panda!” I argued back, both of us too tired to put up a front.

He rubbed his face “How in the world did you come up with a polar panda?!”

“I told you.” I replied “From your hat!”

“No! But how!? My hat looks nothing like a panda, let alone a polar one.”

“It’s white, it has black spots and it’s fluffy. It’s a polar panda.” I explained like it was perfectly obvious but he just sighed against his hand.

“I haven’t slept enough for this…” strangely though, he started laughing and so did I… It wasn’t full hearted laughs, far from it, it was tired, it was pained and broken… And I certainly was all that at the moment, maybe he was too. But between all the maybes and the bad memories, right now? Right now, we weren’t alone.

The fact that Luna won’t stay in bed is giving me anxiety xD

#submission #burntsubmission #OC #one piece oc #monkey d luna #lunna-star-8

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marcoacesabo · 6 years

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Where do babies come from?

So here have a thing.

Sabo wasn’t sure what he felt looking at the little being of life that should not exist but was still there. When their informant had hinted at child extermination, they had dispatched a group to close down the factory before Dragon could even finish his sentence, both out of anger and fear.

Everyone in the Army had a soft spot for children but none more than Dragon. Their boss had been livid when he read the report. Apparently, the children were to be trained as mindless weapons, design to be as an equal of a slave for the World Government.

Sabo, Koala, Hack, Bunny Joe, Eve and Jack were the team that headed out first with Sabo acting as the squad leader. They were the advance force sent to investigate the whereabouts of the children and how they were being taken from their homes.

At the time they believed the children were being kidnapped. The blond isn’t sure if it would have been better if they were. This was not the way anyone should live.

It took them a while for them, to find the actual island the factory was hidden on. It was tucked away in the far corners of the Calm Belt, surrounded by larger than average Sea Kings. The labs were inside a fortress, with constant serviceable at all hours of the day.

The team of rebels built a camp near the clifts the fortress sat on, observing the change of guards and recording any movement they could detect.

Koala had suggested they spilt up to search for children, while Bunny Joe went to get reinforcements for the mission and to get the kids out safely. Sabo who had been more than eager to break inside agreed to the plan instructing them to wait for the protection of the night.

It was fairly easy to get past the gate guards- Sabo is extremely excellent in stealth and hardcore park core. Originally he just supposed to map out the group for when back up arrive they could take the building without too much work.

That plan died the moment he found opened the main lab door. It was only a few hallways that he came upon the children.

What he saw made him sick.

Little bodies floating in giant test tubes.

Little bodies tied to experiment tables.

Little bodies in small cages.

Little bodies that...weren’t moving, weren’t breathing.

The Chief of Staff, destroyed the lab, taking half the ceiling with it but for once Koala didn’t yell at him for it. She was much too busy reminding the lingering scientists of their mortality as painfully and as slowly as she could.

Sometimes Sabo forgets she is one of the best interrogators the army has, and sometimes she reminds him by having full-grown men singing like a bird in seconds of her session.

What they learned shocked them.

The World Government tried to create a race of super soldier children by stealing the DNA of famous powerful criminals and fusing them together, they managed to create life. Unstable life. All of the children- who weren’t birth but created in a lab- did not survive the experimentation except for one small boy, which Hack had found locked away in a separate room.

A small boy Sabo was currently staring at with a stone in the pit of his stomach. Experiment K-J-12 the only success the project had resulted in, was only a week old but the scientist had force grown him to be physically a three-year-old toddler with the same age mindset.

He showed promise of living and unlike his sister, K-J-11, they decided not to try to age him pass that. K-J-11 based on the reports Sabo read after Jack rampaged through the file cabinets had died due to being aged much too fast.

“He’s cute isn’t he?” Eve, the medic that had come along in case any of the children needed immediate medical assistance asked. She tucked the blanket around the child gently, smiling as the little one curled into the soft material.

The blond man had slumped into a chair out of shock an hour ago and hadn't moved since, so she let him stay in the room as she looked over the child. She even allowed him to move his chair closer to the bed.

Sabo swallowed, unable to look away from the chubby little face. Was he shaking? He felt like he was shaking. “He’s...tiny.”

”Yes, children tend to be like that,” Eve said no humor in her voice, even though she was still smiling. He eyes were dark and cold. “Tiny and weak. Unable to fight, or be heard.”

Sabo didn’t know much about her past before she joined but he heard rumors among the ranks that she had come from a bad home and so deiced not to say anything to that.

A few minutes passed by in silence, as the pair observed the tiny being of life. Outside in the hallways, members of the rebellion were rushing back and forth securing the fortress as their own.

Bunny Joe had arrived at Dawn with helpers, but thanks to Team Sabo that help wasn’t needed pass reading all the files and finding out everything they could about Project Offspring.

K-J-12 was part of that project. He was here. He was breathing and alive. Sabo could stare at him forever but he was afraid of touching him. He still felt a little lightheaded from where the shock had knocked his breath away.

K-J-12 was so tiny it worried him. Were children his age always that tiny?A knock at the door had Sabo tearing his gaze away from the child, ripping him from thoughts of fear.

Koala walked in, two files under her arm. She had pinch expression, wonder and bewilderment quickly store away when she looked at the bed. The blond fought the urge to use his body as a shield for the sleeping child.

“Sabo.” She said face serious. “We found his file. K-J-12 isn’t just a code they slapped on him. It’s the mixture of comparable DNA they used and...the number of attempts they made.”

The blond closed his eyes as pain nearly ripped open his chest. He already knew about K-J-11, her body had been in the room he first arrived but to know that...there were ten others he could never meet...

“Cheif?” Eve asked sounding worried.

The blond shook his head, locking down the pain and forcing himself to not think about it. Now wasn’t the time to grieve, he had a job to do. He opened his eyes nodding at an equally grim Koala.

She had been his friend long enough to know not to mention his reaction. “The letters are assigned to the people they stole DNA from. Jack was able to find out that he-” she nodded her head at the bed “is made from two males.”

Sabo sucked in a breath bracing himself. “Who are they?”

Koala straighten. passing him the files. He didn’t open them, instead staring intently at the brown-haired woman. “The donors are-”

“hmu?” A tiny voice groaning sleepily interrupted her. All three adults swung their gazes to the bed where a toddler was slowly pushing himself up. One hand was rubbing at his eyes, and Sabo couldn’t breathe.

Cautious silver eyes blinked up at him, as soft blond wavy hear framed a tiny face speckled with freckles. The little one blinked a few times before crooking his head to the side.

He was adorable.

“K for Sabo of the revolutionary army.” Koala all but whispered. “J for Portgas D. Ace of the whitebeards.”

It really hits him then. K-J-12 was nearly an exact replica of him all but his eyes and his freckles were Sabo. He knew from the moment he saw him but it’s not till now that the information truly sets in

Sabo is a dad.

#MarcoAceSabo #Where do babies come from part 1 #That's right he's Ace and Sabo's kid #Mentions of child abuse #human experimentation

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