Surgeon of Hearts. {Trafalgar Law x Reader}

Bleeding out.

You can feel the pain starting to fade, this would be a good thing if it wasn't followed by numbness. When you're bleeding this heavily, the last thing you want is to start to go numb. You attempt to scream out for help again but the lump in your throat stops you, your eyes watering from the pain in your chest and leg. You'd been shot in the right leg twice and twice in the chest. Unfortunately the rookie pirates that you had encountered suck at shooting on target so the bullets were in the right-hand side of your body, just missing your heart. This would be a good thing, if you had a medic with you. But you always travel alone. So you're going to die here. Slowly.

You try with all your remaining strength to pick yourself up from the sandy floor but you're quick to collapse back onto the ground.

"Please...someone..." You just manage to whisper, in high hopes that someone would just so happen to come by. But it was too much to hope for. No one was here. Your eyes start to blur, your vision fading. You think that you're finally going to die here. It'll be heaven after all this pain you've been in, waiting for your death to finally approach.

At least I'll die with a beautiful view being the last thing I will see before taking my last breath, a gorgeous and sunny beach...

"Hey, is this a boat?" Someone asks curiously, snapping you out of your thoughts. Someone is finally here?

"It's sure hot out here!" Another voice whines.

"What is this red stuff, Shachi?"

"Huh? Is it...juice?" The one you assume is Shachi asks himself.

"That's a lot of wasted juice." The other voice mutters in response.

You try to call out to them but you can't even bring yourself to make a noise, you definitely can't move.

"Who cares, I wanna hurry up and get some fruit so we can go back. It's too hot here!" You hear the voices getting quieter as if they're walking away. You brace yourself now. You're certainly going to die now. Any chance of survival you may have had is now lost.

"I-It's blood!" You hear a panicked third voice scream, hearing footsteps rushing toward you. "It's a girl!" He continues to yell to the two male voices you had heard.

You only manage to let out a pained groan as the person moves you, causing your wounds to sting. You barely open one eye.

I must be hallucinating...

You're shocked to see...or think you see a fluffy white bear holding you. "S-Sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you. Can you talk?!" The bear asks frantically.

"Whoa, she's cute!" A voice from before exclaims.

"Is she dead?" Another asks.

"No, but she will be if we don't help her!"

Your eye closes again slowly, unable to make any contact with the three at all. You knew it was a stupid idea to travel around the Grandline on such a pathetic, small boat. But you had thought you could sneak by any enemies. What a silly thought. At least those pirates thought you had gotten away safely though. That's fortunate, if they were aware that you had actually been washed up on this island, dying. They would sure finish you off and cash in your bounty. Inhumane scum.

You start to awaken, though you can't quite open your eyes. You can hear voices around you and you no longer felt the seaside breeze against your skin. If you had to guess, you'd say you're now laying in a bed indoors?

The voice from the bear was the first you process. "Captain is going to be so angry!" He sounds mortified.

Captain? Oh God. Don't tell me these are the pirates who attacked me earlier!