Trafalgar law x reader

Your backstory and devil fruit

*AHHH SORRY I KNOW IT SOUNDS SO CLICHE. It's recommended that you read this, otherwise nothing will make sense.*
You grew up in a small town, your family was neither rich, nor poor. The money was handled delicately, and was hardly spent on sweets, or toys. Your was mother aloof, and frugal. Your father on the other hand, was quite cheerful. They weren't very happy together, and sometimes you would ponder why they even married in the first place. Then one day when you were 9, your father decided to join the marines, his goal was to end the great pirate era. "I'll be back to visit as often as I can, okay (y/n)?"

But he didn't visit. He never came back, He was supposedly drowned when pirates attacked his ship, destroying it completely. Your mother seemed relieved though. She neglected you completely from that day forward. You had to do illegal jobs just to be able to feed yourself. Six years later, at age 15, you snuck aboard a ship leading to a different island. You wanted a new life. When you finally arrived there, it was beautiful. There were mountains and large hills on one side of the island, the other decked out with stores, hotels, and houses. As you walked down the streets, you spotted a strange looking fruit. 'Is... that a devil fruit?' You stared at it curiously and decided to pick it up. 'This could be cool!' You squealed internally. You sat down on a nearby bench and took a large bite of it, which you immediately regretted. It tasted Disgusting, absolutely disgusting. But you somehow managed to get it down your throat. 'It's worth it... I hope...' You gagged as you ate the rest of the fruit. After that, you spent a whole ten minutes trying to figure out what power you got, when suddenly deep orange scales appeared on your arms, quickly spreading across your body. You acquired fangs, wings, and a tail. You had completely transformed into a fire dragon.
You have eaten the Ryu Ryu no mi - Model Fire
Some adults looked at you in shock, others in fear or awe. You sheepishly jumped off the bench and stalked away from prying eyes. 'Ahhh! I'm a dragon! This is so cool!' You were squealing and giggling aloud now. 'I'm gonna try to fly...' You glanced over to your side, and there was a stairway leading up the side of a building. 'Perfect' You started up the stairs, nearly tripping multiple times due to your long talons. Once at the top, you stood at the edge of the building, then dashed to the other, picking up speed. You leaped off and attempted to glide, but that didn't work out too well. You immediately fell, wings flailing, but somehow managed to catch yourself before you hit the ground. You frantically flapped your wings, gaining height slowly. 'Maybe if I calm down I'll be able to go faster..' You considered. You slowed down the pace of your wings, bit by bit until you were gliding towards The mountains.

*Three years later*

You are now Eighteen. You had built a house on a cliff overhang, Giving you a good view on the town and the lush green forest. You were an artist, so income was fine. You never were very social, so most people ignored you, or quietly made fun of you. But that was fine, if it weren't for the fact that some goons decided that it would be a good idea to try and kidnap the "Young, defenseless girl." Of course, you weren't an expert in combat, So you left there with a scar across your neck and inner thigh. Them on the other hand, were completely scorched. You had a few other encounters after that, but you manage to come out with no more than a few scratches. This week had been average, but then a submarine docked....

*END OF CHAPTER*\

Ahhhhh sorry for the cliche again

I''m still new to writing so It's not that good.. hopefully i'll get better as i go along, and advance my vocabulary