Like a Brother (acexreader)

She's Family

"WHO WAS IT!?" You stormed into the dining hall where currently a few of the Whitebeards were playing games and having a drink.

"What's wrong y/n?" Marco looked confused.

"One of you idiots took one of my daggers! You know, one of the more expensive ones too. Once I find you, they won't know where to find your body!" you had an evil and angry glint in your eyes which made Marco shudder.

"I'm sure you'll find it if you look for it. You probably lost it or something," Izo shrugged.

"I wouldn't lose something like that and you know it. Those daggers are the one thing I have that are actually worth something," you explained, slumping down on a chair, discouraged. You had been looking for the dagger all day after finding it missing. The weapons were a family heirloom passed down for generations. Of course it wasn't your family but you had stolen them a while back from some snobby rich guy after getting rid of him as your mission. Those daggers had some kind of power and you were able to use some of the unleashed power in your harder missions. They were the first weapons that you had obtained when you started working in the assassination business. You weren't sentimental in any sort but the weapons held some kind of treasure in your eyes. They were your treasure and the only one you owned.

"I mean you do have that lavender scented shampoo. And I'm pretty sure it's expensive too. You never let us use it," Thatch said.

You glared at him. "Because you all are men. You really expect me to share everything with you guys? Do you want to share undergarments too?"

"I wouldn't mind," Thatch murmured.

"Take that pirate mind of yours out of the gutter," you glared.

You sighed feeling defeated.

"We'll help you look for them if it makes you feel better. But I didn't take them," Marco suggested.

"No it's alright. I'm sure they'll turn up eventually," you mumbled and leaned against the wall. 

You closed your eyes and moved your head to the side just before a sharp dagger got flung into the wall. You opened you eyes looking at the dagger you had lost this morning. You gave a death glare looking from where the dagger came flying from. The other Whitebeards stared at you, confused at what just happened.

"Using my own weapons against me. How stupid can you be?" you scoffed. A dozen kunais flew at you but you were already expecting the attack. You picked up a metal plate that sat on the table, using it as a shield. The knives clanged against the plate and one poked through. 

"Everyone," you spoke in a commanding voice. "Hide under the tables and don't get out until I tell you, understand?"

"What the heck is this? If its an attack, then we're all taking care of it!" Marco hissed.

"You don't understand. This is my responsibility. They are here for me thats all. I'll explain everything later. Now listen to me!"

Marco growled but commanded, "Listen to her!"

Everyone crawled under the tables and you were left standing alone. The dining hall was very big so it would be a perfect place to finish this up. You took your dagger from the wall and placed it in your belt.

"Now, are you going to hide like a fool and a coward? Although I don't blame you. It's something I would do too," you were talking slowly, trying to stall while looking for the attackers position. "Do you really think you can take me down? I was boss's prized possession. His toy. Even he was scared of me." You gave an evil grin trying to put fear into your attacker.