One Piece x Reader

Mine (Yandere!Trafalgar Law x Reader)

A/N: so i've been researching yandere-related fics, and here's my first attempt at something in the style. more likely to come!

One foot before the other. One foot before the other. Jump, duck, dodge. Keep breathing. Don't stop. Those are the words that circle your mind, the only things in your mind, as you trip through the dark, tangled woods. You don't know how it happened.

"Look at you, aren't you a pretty one? Tell you what. I'll give you 30 seconds to run."

And you're almost certain it has been 30 seconds. Tripping, you fall, and you tear sway from the sabotaging root with a sob. How far do I need to run? How long will he chase me? But you don't dare to stop. You come to a clearing with a distinct fork in the pathway. Sliding to a halt, you glance down both.

But this costs you because, echoing from what seems like all around, an eerily calm voice says, "I know you're there. You can try to hide... but I doubt it'll work." A snicker, and you don't wait any longer before darting down the left-most path. Then—twigs snapping, leaves crunching. A silhouette materializes before you, and before you can turn around to run, a slick, cold hand wraps around your wrist. You're thrown to the ground, hand still being gripped tightly. Empty, storm-like eyes meet yours; in another world, you might have thought them pretty.

"Please," you cry. He smirks.

"Please... what?" His bloodstained knife glints in the moonlight, and you cringe.

"Don't kill me," you sob. "Please. I haven't done anything."

"Haven't done anything?" He puts the blade under your chin, tilting your head up, examining your face. "Such a pretty little thing like you... your crime is existing. It's a dangerous world, you know." He angles his head, the movement predatorial. "Any terrible thing could happen."

He twirls a lock of your hair around a finger, and you know it's covered in blood. "Be mine... and you'll be absolved of your crime." He grins. "I'll protect you... and you'll never leave me."

"Why would I want to be with a psycho like you?" you spit.

An almost stunned look, then a knowing smile. He flips the blade, pressing it against your neck. Your breath catches, and you feel something warm and wet slide down your neck. Blood.

" I could kill you, you know. Just like all your little friends. I could make it hurt... I could make it fast." A maniacal laugh. "The possibilities."

And just like that, he stands. "But I know you won't refuse." He starts to walk off back into the twisted woods. You stagger to your feet, mind racing with your two options. But in the end, you stumble after him, knowing there's no escape.