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When Law awoke he tried to feel the filling of his bed that he called his beloved. When he felt nothing he threw the blanket off of him and let his feet jump to the cold touch of the metal floor. He looked over the side of the bed were (y/n) could've been, but all that he saw was messy unmade sheets. "That's strange, usually I'm the first to wake up," he mumbled. Now that he was awake he became restless.

Law got up from his comfortable spot and decided to look for (y/n). He carefully opened his door, for the sake of his crew who were able to get healthier hours of sleep than him. He padding his way down the hall and he made his way to the kitchen in hopes he would find (y/n) and have some alone time with her. Turning the corner he did find the person he was looking for, standing right in the middle of the corridor. "There you are," He called out.

However, (Y/n) did not move from her spot when Law spoke. He called again but received nothing. "Is something the matter (y/n)?" Before he could lay a hand on her she ran off leaving him in the dust. "Hey! Where are you going?" He shortly took off after her.

No matter how much Law would call to her she kept on running, taking sharp turns and twists that were trying to throw him off. He was able to keep her in his sights, but she kept outrunning him somehow, it was as if she never lost any energy, to begin with. That was when he noticed that the chase was going on for an unusually long time. He eventually gave in to exhaustion and let her go so that he could catch his breath.

regaining his energy back, he resumed the chase. When he turned to the corner he found the scenery strange. "(Y/n)?" He called out, but silence remained as his only companion. Law began to walk blindly into the new environment and as he continued he noticed that the setting had turned darker with each step.

A meek voice then echoed in the silence, "Law..."  it rasped. Law began to walk towards the direction of where he was being summoned. A smell began to emit in the area; it was foul and somewhat metallic. Despite the odor, he continued to tail the callings that were growing louder along with the stench that was growing more potent. Law then stumbled into a literal bump in the road.

He grew wary from the blood-red thing before his feet for it seemed to emit both the callings and the smell."Law..." it rasped again. With cautious steps, he knelt down to get a better observation. Hair fell down loosely as the figure struggled to lift itself up with trembling arms. Law reached out to part the hairs away to gain a better view of its face but what it uncovered left him in shock.

"(y/n)?" He asked with a trembling voice. The figure looked up and their (e/c) widen when they met his.

"Law!" they cried painfully as they reached out for him with a cut filled arm. He immediately came to her side and carefully flipped her over, trying his best not to harm her in any way, but Law had to choke down the bile in his throat when doing so. "Law? Is that you? Please tell me that's you." She hoarsely spoke.

"Yeah, it's me..." Law softly replied as he pulled the strands that stuck to her face with sweat and dried blood. "What happened, (y/n)," he whispered softly in his beloved's ears.

"Law...i-it hurts...everything hurts..." (y/n)'s tears spilled from her eyes as her body trembled. noticing that she kept a bloody hand clutched to her stomach he carefully removed it and saw the heavy wounds inflicted on her. Stab wounds, gunshots, bruises, It was a miracle that she's still able to talk or even breath for that matter.

"How could this happen? I only lost her for a few seconds." He thought.

"Fufufufufufu..." Law's breath hitched. "Oh Law~" A familiar voice sang. Law held (y/n) closer to him not caring if blood smeared all over his toned chest. Raising his head, he called out to the darkness.

"Show yourself! Doflamingo!"

"If you insist." Out from the shadows, there was the tall tyrant himself. He still had his same flamboyant feathered coat, the same ugly glasses, and the same sick smiled. Law was certain that he was the culprit of (Y/n)'s state. "My, my, my, what a twisted face you have." He began to circle the couple.

"It's so..." he paused trying to find the correct words. "Hateful," he continued. "So, confused and disturbed." He paused again, "But, I can also see that you're afraid." Law gritted his teeth, "Aren't I right, Law?"

"Like hell I am! I saw Strawhat-ya pummel you into the ground! I saw how the navy took you away and put you in shackles! Why would I ever be afraid of a person who's behind bars!" Doflamingo's smile never faltered, he laughed again.

"But I'm not behind bars now am I? Besides, I'm not talking about how you look at me. I'm talking about how you're looking at her. " He pointed to the bloody body that was still clinging to Law's body.

"Law... it hurts..."

"Fufufufu, look at her! She can only cry out your name in desperation."

"Shut up! You don't know how strong she really is, (y/n) will survive this."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Before Law could question the man he felt the tension that (y/n) has on his body released. Panicking, he focused back on his lover.

"Law...I'm sorry..." She silently cried before going limp.

"(Y/n)?" He called but received nothing. He kept repeating her name and shaking her body in hopes that she would respond but nothing came. Doflamingo shook his head at the sight and clicked his tongue.

"Shame, and I thought that you loved her too."

"Of course I do! what makes you think that I didn't!"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe I'm not the one with her blood on my hands." Law tensed as Doflaming chuckled again, "This reminds me of the death of my so-called brother, and how you left him to die."

"That time was different, I was just a kid." Law rebutted. 

"You had eaten the op-op devil fruit already before I shot him. When you hid you could've come to his side and helped him, but instead, you remained hidden and ran away. Law covered his ears with his hand, trying to muffle out his words, but all that did was smear blood all over his face making him see nothing but red. "Now look at your lover Law! She's dead in front of you and you did nothing to help her! Tears poured down his red-stained cheeks, "Fufufufufu, you look like you're in pain, Law. Here, let me get you out of your misery." His hand snaked up to Law's throat and in a quick motion, he clenched it.

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Law sat up in a cold sweat. His heart frantically quaked as his breathing was staggered, His eyes widen to adjust to the darkness. Feeling the soft sheets of the bed he realized that he was in the same position as he was from the beginning. He laid back down on his pillow and sighed, he was safe. Although that may have been a dream one question still remained as he felt the empty spot beside him.

Where was (y/n)?