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Dr. Trafalgar Law has a minion!
Bepo the Polerbare
Bepo the Polerbare
Dr. Trafalgar Law
Legacy Name: Dr. Trafalgar Law
The Twilight Tigrean
Owner: Autocracy
Age: 10 years, 2 weeks, 3 days
Born: April 15th, 2014
Adopted: 10 years, 2 weeks, 3 days ago
Adopted: April 15th, 2014
Statistics
- Level: 7
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 5
- Books Read: 5
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Register Clerk
“Sir Crocodile is gone, yes?” Law asked, smiling friendlier yet.
They could not help themselves - the marines exchanged nervous glances. He wanted to replace Crocodile? The desert king, the master criminal?
The seventh Warlord of the Sea?
Law gestured to his crate with a toss of his head.
The younger captains scoffed at the tiny offering - but the eldest didn`t even look. His eyes narrowed in dread and suspicion as his stern, wizened gaze reduced the young pirate to ash in his mind, putting time between himself and that box.
...
Pirates, amongst themselves, have begun to use their bounties as measurements of strength, flashing their own wanted poster like a trading card. It has reached the extent where a pirate with a low or no bounty is looked down on and bullied, and pirates of all sorts are deliberately causing trouble with the hope of having their bounty raised.
Four individuals - collectively known as the Yonko - each have a bounty numbering well into the billions, and are considered the unofficial kings of piracy. The goverment does not want any new Yonko, and came up with a system to cut all the future Yonko down young - the Warlords of the Sea.
It`s a privateering job that tasks seven chosen pirate crews with cleaning the seas of all other pirates. Since the marines are not allowed to touch a Warlord, the position allows the lucky crew to continue most of their illegal activities freely, with only the promise of a wholesale slaughter of their rivals in return.
Since their bounty drops to zero, one would think the position of Warlord would be unappealing among pirates, but competition is fierce - the Warlords, due to their nature, are almost more feared than the Yonko themselves.
Not only that, but all anyone has to do to obtain that notoriety is prove their willingness to commit to the anti-pirate crusade, and prove that they can do it in a way the navy can`t.
...
The eldest captain knew exactly where Law`s mind was going.
Law, should he become a Warlord, would be the youngest one in history. This meant that Law was a protege - the exact kind of person the Warlords were supposed to be taking care of. The sheer amount of battle-hardening Law would receive by fighting pirates that were older and more experienced than himself to the death every day would launch him toward Yonko-dom like a rocket.
Law had manipulated the system, and the elder captain knew it. He glared, fists clenched, down at the young pirate. He hated to think what sort of thing he had packed in that crate, but whatever it was, he did not want to see it. He did not want this young man to ascend to greater evil. Though he could do nothing, the elder captain glared and glared.
Law continued to smile back at him. He wondered how fast, and how hard, his heart was beating. How big it was. How age had treated it.
After what seemed to be an eternity, it could be avoided no longer. The eldest captain bent down to lift the lid from the crate.
It was...
The marines stared down at the crate`s contents blankly. It was filled with fist-sized, brown, cloth bags, each tied nicely with a graceful brown string. Confused, one lifted a bag to eye level, hoping to guess its contents.
It twitched.
He stared.
It twitched again.
Unable to take the uncertainty, and egged on by Law`s unflinching smile, he tore the bag open.
All three captains screamed.
Hearts.
One hundred beating hearts.
Each was contained in a magically-made clear, malleable box to keep the heart beating and its wretched owner alive. Each could be traced to the pirate they were taken from, and pressed into a palm or against a surface to torture or even kill.
“So,” Law said, his smile not at all friendly, “Is the seventh Warlord position still open?”
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