In The World of One Piece (VariousxReader)

(Yandere)Kidd x Reader

A/N~ Okay this chapter proved to be a little more difficult than I initially thought it would.  And though I definitely should try to write more yandere in the future if I want to expand my writing I'll have to hold off on that for a bit. mainly because while searching for ideas in my own head for good scenarios I unintentionally gave myself horrendous nightmares. What can I say. My brain can be a pretty scary place. But I hope I was able to do your request justice BrianneStyons. In other news though the day that I post this is actually pretty special since not only is it my sister's birthday but her baby apparently decided wanted to share a birthday with her mama and was born earlier this morning! So I'm gonna be spending most of my time gushing over my new niece tomorrow while I try to think of more ideas! Also tell me if you think I should do a normal chapter as well as the yandere one for Kidd.~

For the past two years you had been running. Not from something as simple as an unintelligent monster or as complicated as your past, but from a person. Ever since you first appeared in this world on the Sabaody Archipelago and encountered him. You weren't sure why he had taken as much interest in you as he had, but ever since you fell from the sky and somehow landed in his arms, before running away in a panic, he had remained relentless in his chase. The now missing arm and massive scars he received during the course of that time only seemed to fuel his determination to have you.

Honestly with how ruthless the red headed pirate often was, many would consider it a miracle that it took him this long to capture you. Even with the occasional help you had gotten from his first mate in the past. But currently you found yourself locked up in his room on his ship, wrapped head to toe in bandages, and pondering over the events of the past few hours.

~earlier that morning~

You had been camping out in a cave on the far end of the island away from the nearest village. Previous experience with your escape attempts had taught you well enough that the infamous Captain Kidd didn't mind the idea of hurting or killing others if it helped him get to you faster. And before you had first encountered him he had blood on his hands, so the thought of your very presence being another cause didn't settle well with you.

Taking out a book from your backpack that you had gotten some time ago you leaned against cave wall and began to flip through the pages looking at the illustrations. Not long after coming to this world you had found that you unfortunately couldn't read the language. The fact that you could communicate with anyone at all seemed like a miracle when you thought about it. With that and the lack of money you had when you started out it's a wonder how you managed this long on the run.

You slammed the book shut once you lost interest in the pictures. But your thoughts ran on. You were getting really tired of running away, and though Kidd himself was a crazy sadistic man with a strange obsession with you, he and his crew were the only ones in this world who you even kind of knew well. If nothing else the few times you had interacted with Killer hadn't been bad.

It was while you were thinking about this that you heard footsteps drawing closer to your location. Before too long you heard laughter from a group of men as they approached. Though you were scared you were also too tired to really feel any motivation to move much. At least that was until a large hand reached for you followed by someone saying "this one will fetch a fine price on the slave market."

Out of reflex you grabbed the knife in your boot and slashed at the intrusive hand. The man it belonged to howled in pain as blood began to form from the newly formed cut. Dropping your book and grabbing the strap of your bag in one simultaneous motion you then took off like a shot. But instead of running towards the town like you probably should have you ran further into the surrounding wilderness.

Suddenly you ran into something solid were about and fell back on your ass had a very distinctive pair of arms not suddenly wrapped around you. You were only given a moment to gaze up at the face of this person when you heard the men from earlier again. Naturally they had been pissed at what you'd done to their friend and were screaming and cursing you out.

"Come back here you filthy little bitch! If you come along quietly I might not be so damn tempted to fucking kill ya after I rape ya!"

You could feel Kidd tense when he heard this before he spoke through gritted teeth.

"Killer."

The masked blonde stepped forward. "What do you want me to do Kidd?"

"Keep (y/n) from seeing this."

Kidd turned you around to face away from your pursuers and left presumably to face them, leaving you alone with Killer who covered your eyes. Apparently he knew how tempting it would be to look behind you. But you still heard the agonizing screams mixed with Kidd insane laughter. The coppery scent blood in the air so thick you could taste it with every breath you took. Which mixed with your already exhausted state was enough to cause you to pass out at Killer's feet.

~back in the present~

Looking around the room you were surprised with how despite the piles of metal junk strewn about, plain it was at first glance. At least that was until you gazed at one particular corner. On the wall there were several pictures of the same female figure which you couldn't distinguish at first. But after approaching it to examine it more closely you came to the very quick realization that they were all of you.

Just as you were pondering where he even got all these pictures in the first place the door to the room opened and your captor stepped inside. There was a strange change to his demeanor when he saw you examining the wall of photos. He seemed...embarrassed? Like a fan whose personal collection of things from their favorite celebrity was just found by that same celebrity.

Clearing his throat he attempted to look away while his face turned a bright shade of red. "Are you doing alright?" he asked. You stared at him silently for a couple of tense seconds before choosing to ask your own question instead of answering him. "Why did you chase me for so long?"

Time seemed to stop in a single, silent moment of awkward tension that dragged on for just a little bit too long. Then a maniacal grin spread across his face.

"Why?" he creeped closer until he towered over you with one hand against the wall behind you. Your eyes growing wide with shock or fear. "Isn't it obvious?" Leaning down he whispered into your ear. "Because you're mine."