Seas of Convergence (Trafalgar Law x OC)

The Looming chaos

Everyone seemed on edge today, rumors swirling about a samurai wreaking havoc near the lava side of the island, cutting down Caesar’s allies. As I passed by the lab, I overheard that Law had been dispatched to deal with the situation. It wouldn’t pose much of a challenge for him—after all, he was a powerful warlord.

As the day dragged on, I seized the opportunity to slip away with some documents that had been carelessly left lying around the lab. I hunched over in a secret spot I had discovered weeks ago, a hidden refuge free from surveillance, and began examining the papers in my hands. They contained elusive details about the Revolutionary Army, the very organization I desperately sought to locate.

My heart raced with anticipation, but as I scanned the pages, frustration washed over me. The information was scant—mostly names of captains scattered across the seas and brief mentions of the army's strongest members. I cursed my luck silently, my focus entirely on the papers, oblivious to the world around me.

Suddenly, I sensed a presence looming behind me. I turned sharply to find Trafalgar Law leaning casually against the wall, a smirk plastered across his face, as if he held secrets I desperately needed.

“Seeking out the Revolutionary Army?” he asked, his tone teasing yet laced with genuine curiosity.

I crumpled the papers in my hands and tossed them aside before I could muster a response. Just then, Monet strolled by, her eyebrow arched in curiosity as she took in the scene, her gaze landing on the remnants of my plans scattered on the ground.

I shot Law a glare that clearly warned him to stay out of my business. To my relief, he seemed to comprehend the unspoken message. Monet, satisfied that nothing suspicious was amiss, continued on her way, blissfully unaware of the tension that lingered in the air.

With the distraction averted, I knew I couldn’t linger any longer. I hurriedly left my hiding spot, the cold metal cuffs still binding my wrists a constant reminder of my precarious situation. If danger were to strike or a chance for escape presented itself, I would be utterly helpless without the key. I had to pinpoint the location of the Revolutionary Army before it slipped through my fingers.

Meanwhile, far off, a ship was approaching the island—unbeknownst to anyone on Punk Hazard. The Straw Hat Pirates were back, ready to turn the tides after two years of intense training. Monkey D. Luffy, driven by the tragic loss of his brother, Portgas D. Ace, had transformed into a stronger, more determined pirate under the guidance of Silvers Rayleigh.

Reunited on the Thousand Sunny, the crew buzzed with excitement, eager to embark on new adventures. As they drew closer to Punk Hazard, a blend of terror and exhilaration filled the air. Luffy stood at the helm, prepared to face whatever challenges awaited them, united as a crew once more. With their arrival, chaos was bound to erupt, turning everything upside down.