“Everything hurts…”

“It’s only a bruised stomach, power through it,” Violet grew annoyed of you rather quickly. Could you blame her though? You awoke not so long ago, the last thing you could remember was an event Violet claimed to have happened about two days ago. Like a bribe, Doflamingo asked a simple favor from you, a glimpse of your true potential as a weapon shifter, in exchange you were granted a call on the Transponder Snail. Of course, being the daughter of the most rebellious pirate in the world, the true daughter to one of the most cold hearted men in the world, and the girlfriend of a thickheaded swordsman, you just had to turn the tables and unnecessarily make everything worse than it ever needed to become.

Stupid… I’m nothing more than a weapon to be wielded by another man. Why did I ever think I could successfully take on one of the largest names in the world besides the Emperors? Not only did I fuck up my only chance to communicate with my crew but I might have screwed up my only chance of escape as well!

You hissed, Violet lied a large bag of ice atop your bare stomach. The bitter cold feeling of ice made your pain stronger. Your muscles were tensing up, stretching at the black patch of tender skin. You were half tempted to throw the bag of ice from your body, instead, you dealt with it. Chopper would’ve done the same when treating a bruise of such high grade, in the end you’ll be thankful of such.

“Why am I so surprised Doflamingo hasn’t killed me or thrown me into jail after my attempt to kill him?” You asked out of the blue. Violet’s eyes of brilliant pink shot up to your own, her luscious pink lips pressed into a fine line. Clearly, you asked an inappropriate question, especially in your position.

“He has plans,” Violet sternly claimed. “He’s, so far, successfully drawing your crew into a trap… I’ll leave it at that,” your jaw nearly unhinged.

“You can’t leave me hanging-”

“You do realize I cannot tell you half of the information I have already… I have my own self to watch over,” you knew better than to ask any further questions. Violet has been risking her safety left and right, she’s not even supposed to be treating your injuries yet here she was.

“Okay fine,” you sighed. “Who exactly are you then?” Violet hummed tilting her head with interest. “You’re a Doflamingo Pirate, his assisstant too, yet you seem to hate him with all your guts-”

Violet forced a finger to your lips, “A question for a different time.”

“Then leave… You’re not helping,” you told the woman without hesitation. What was the point of her being there? She wasn’t telling you anything important, she wasn’t supposed to be there, and not like she were helping you out either. Violet clicks her tongue with disgust, leaving without a word to be said and a click of her purple heels against the wooden floors.

Her absence left you in complete loneliness, compared to the normal of Doflamingo and/or his sluts hanging around within his private chambers. It disgusted you that his sluts enjoyed their job, with him being rich, you could imagine they got paid handsomely but besides that you found the job dishonorable. Even you haven’t given yourself, your whole self, to Zoro just yet. That reminds you once again, what exactly was the Flamingo up to? You’d think he’d have his eyes on you, especially when left alone and… “Holy cow I’m not chained up!” That’s right… You looked about the room, that couch that you cleanly cut in half after striking at Doflamingo still remained within it’s shambled two halve state. This all happened right after he took your chains off.

“Like hell I’m sticking around!” You exclaimed, getting to your feet, nearly passing out in the process as you forgot about your internally bruised stomach. Man Doflamingo can kick… And bolted for the doors of his private chambers only to find that they were magically locked. “What the hell?” You kicked the door. “Didn’t Violet just leave!?” No time to spare, you allowed your arms to transform into black and jade blades and cut the doors within an X motion just like Zoro would. The doors were left in shambles.

A sinister chuckle filled the air, your blood ran cold. “Looks like I came home just in time,” Doflamingo sang. Your eyes shrunk with fear, feet stumbling backwards without your mind to say so. You didn’t get far, all that Doflamingo had to do was lean forwards and his hand found its way to your throat, pulling you back. “You aren’t leaving me so easily birdie~” Weightless, you were thrown from his grip like a baseball across the room, crashing into the wall where it broke and you lied within stunned with stars in your eyes.

“Z-Zoro…” You wheezed, throat burning like hell.

Zoro stopped within his tracks, blinking rapidly, his fingers lightly brushed over his naval where a light stinging sensation lingered. Law, Luffy, and Franky all gave him wild looks as the man stopped talking mid speech after persuading Law to join the Tournament. “What’s wrong brother?” Franky cocked a brow.

“I…” Zoro grumbled unable to keep his mind in one place. “I’m not sure…”

“Why’d you touch your throat?” Law asked with not much concern at all. This were more annoying than anything to the Surgeon.

“I couldn’t breath for a second,” Zoro, still visually stunned, touched his neck for a second time. “It felt like I were being choked for a second… And now I can’t help but feel… Something else… Like twenty emotions at once.”

“Weird,” Luffy shrugged.

Doflamingo had your throat within his grip once again, this time, pressing your body up against another wall that remained in-tact. His grip were somewhat rough, yet loose to allow air to squeeze through your pipes. “I’m on a time limit…” Doflamingo hissed, a vein forming atop his forehead. “I need to see your true transformation. Not this half shit,” the man motioned to your arms of which were still blades of jade, the only part of you that touched the floor.

“Keep beating me up and I’ll be too weak to-”

SMACK!

“If I harm you enough you’ll transform,” Doflamingo grimaced as your cheek began to bruise within the second. “I’ve done my research (Y/n)... I’d prefer if you’d just transform. That way I get what I want and you don’t face the void.”

He even knows my number one weakness… Please don’t do this…

“I can’t transform without my Master here… It’s one of the biggest rules as a weapon,” a moment of silence lingered. That just threw a wrench in his plans. All along he’s been after something he cannot achieve.

“Fine… I’m your new Master,” Doflamingo spoke in a low voice.

“It’s not that simple-”

“I don’t care! You better find a way to transform or else I’ll force it onto you!” Out of the blue, you were thrown from the wall to the grand bed within the chamber. You bounce, the wind knocked out of you, not as much as when the man himself came around and pressed his towering body atop of yours leaving you with nowhere to go. “I will become your master… One way or another,” dread overcame your features, you understood exactly what Doflamingo meant by that. Not even a second to react, Doflamingo ripped the clothes from your body with that bizarre riiiiip! Noise bringing your heart to a chest throbbing beat. Pretty soon, you were left bare deprived of everything before the enemy in a fit of tears forced onto you.

Somebody save me… I don’t care who, just save me…

That call just took it all out of you, your mind went blank. Doflamingo watched as your body engulfed itself into a blinding light that soon became the form of a beautiful katana with a half and half blade of black and green steel. More research on the brain, Doflamingo hesitated to pick up the weapon with prior knowledge that only the weapon’s Master is worthy of picking him/her up, only to find you were next to weightless with a bizarre energy that affected the room.

“Beautiful,” Doflamingo lifted the blade, gazing into his reflection within your blade. “Just like your body might I add.