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Behind the Mask (OP AT fanfic, Dressrosa spoilers)Rocinante didn't want to see him. Not after what he'd done to the people of Dressrosa—and especially not after what he'd done to Law.Behind the Mask (OP AT fanfic, Dressrosa spoilers) by MajorasMasks
Yet, it was his duty to take him into custody. That was an obligation he had put upon himself to begin with, so he couldn't really complain.
Now, it was time to even the score with the one whom he had once called brother.
The tall man's hands trembled slightly as he took off his large burgundy mask; it was decorated with a faux beard and long black feathers, and a frowning face appeared from behind it. A blue four-pointed mark was tattooed under the right eye of the man, and dark red lipstick painted a fake smile on his features.
Once a marine—and now a member of Cipher Pol Aigis Zero—the blond agent's name was Donquixote Rocinante, and he was the younger brother of the infamous Heavenly Yaksha.
After slackening his black tie a little, the CP-0 agent took a deep breath and looked at his feet.
Code name: 'Corazon' (OP fic, Dressrosa spoilers)Rocinante's black feather coat was getting wet. Beneath him, the snow was mixing with his blood as it melted from what little warmth he had left.Code name: 'Corazon' (OP fic, Dressrosa spoilers) by MajorasMasks
He had at least a couple of broken ribs, and burning twinges of pain from the bullets still in his body assailed him when he tried to get up; Rocinante would have probably screamed if one of them had not pierced his lungs, making even breathing close to impossible.
His head was spinning, his limbs were going numb, and the metallic taste of his own blood was sickening, but he kept fighting.
He couldn't die, yet... If he gave up, Law's voice... Law's cries would be heard throughout the whole island.
Please, Law, run!
He coughed and almost chocked as a sudden gush of blood filled his month. The warm liquid trickled down his chin, his heartbeat becoming fainter and his breath more laboured with each passing second.
Things weren't looking good for him, but even in that situation, Rocinante's last thoughts were for the child he'd managed to
Coming soon: more WIPs and a tribute for Iwata-san...
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Quote of the Month:
On my business card, I am a corporate president. In my mind, I am a game developer. But in my heart, I am a gamer.
Satoru Iwata - 1959 ~ 2015
Favourite anime / manga characters: the ASL trio , all the Mugiwara (especially Zoro ), Corazon and Law , Doflamingo , Shanks, Dragon, Whitebeard, Roger, Rayleigh, Bartolomeo... let's stop here with One Piece characters even if I like nearly all of them! | Black Jack | Nausica | Yang Wenli from Legend of the Galactic Heroes (and many others from this masterpiece) | L from Death Note | Tetsuo from Akira | Ed and Al Elric, Winry from FMA | Fujiwara no Sai from Hikago | Maya from Glass no Kamen | Kyo from Furuba | Killua and Hisoka from HxH | Athrun Zala from Gundam Seed.
Corazon Week: Day 7 Heart Love SmileCorazon groaned and ran a hand through his blond locks. He was flat on his back, trying to focus on what had just happened. The last thing he could remember was facing his brother, both pointing pistols at the other’s head, and struggling to stay conscious so his powers would allow- “LAW!” Corazon bolted up and off the floor, frantically looking for the raven-haired boy. All he could see, though, was black space filled with floating red hearts. “Is this supposed to be some kind of messed up version of heaven?” he asked aloud.
“Not necessarily. It’s more like a void,” a mysterious familiar voice answered.
Spinning around, Corazon nearly fainted at what was in front of him. A tall, blond man with brown eyes and makeup watched him curiously. He was the spitting image of Corazon himself, right down to the red cap and black feather coat he wore, and when he spoke, his smooth tones matched the former’s. “You look awful
Corazon Week: Day 6 Cora-san and Law“Sure is busy today. Wonder why…” Corazon weaved his way through the packed street, curiously noting the ribbons and colorful banners that hung from each shop. Above the paved concrete, strings of lights dangled from trees, giving the market a lively glow to contrast the quickly fading sunlight. “A festival maybe?” he mused. It would explain why no one had glanced twice at the makeup painted on his face. He probably looked like a clown, picking up groceries before he entertained the town’s children. Little did they know that there was only one child he was concerned about at the moment.
The blond tripped as his thoughts drifted to the raven-haired boy he had left at camp. Law’s condition had worsened severely a few days ago, draining all of the energy out of his small body. His fever had only decreased slightly in that time and he had to rely on Corazon to do most things now, though he insisted on trying to maintain some of his independe
Corazon Week: Day 5 Donxiquote BrothersHe stood atop the hill, the sunrise beginning to peak over the ocean’s edge. Hues of pink and purple danced across the oddly shaped figurehead of the ship bobbing along the shore, highlighting the sunglasses carved into the flamingo. Rocinante rubbed his palms on his plain white jeans in a feeble attempt to remove the sweat building up on them. It had been fourteen years since he had seen his older brother and their last encounter hadn’t gone well, to say the least. The marine reminded himself that this was about seeing his mission through; that his nerves weren’t about seeing the only remaining relative he had left.
He slowly approached the ship. From the deck above, a man with spiky blue hair peered over the railing, having heard Rocinante’s footsteps stirring the rocks of the beach. “Y-Young Master?” the man stuttered. “What on earth are you doing over there?” His head whipped back and forth between the blond and the door leadin
Corazon Week: Day 4 Nagi Nagi no MiCorazon’s stomach wailed with hunger, urging him to continue through the maze of the ship and to the kitchen. Shadows masked everything in a veil of darkness, creating a series of obstacles for the uncoordinated pirate. Moonlight couldn’t reach the inner levels of the vessel and Corazon hadn’t brought a lantern for fear of tripping and setting the entire ship on fire. “Ow!” he muttered under his breath. He quickly bit his tongue. He had only been with the Donxiquote Pirates for a few months, so he couldn’t risk blowing his cover so soon.
The smooth brass of the kitchen door handle graced his fingers, congratulating him for successfully reaching his destination. Once inside, Corazon made a beeline for the refrigerator, throwing the door open to gaze longingly at the wealth of choices. Various fruits and vegetables created a miniature rainbow and several glass containers held leftovers from the crew’s most recent meals. After a couple minu
Corazon Week: Day 3 Donxiquote Pirate“Cora-san! Your tea’s ready!” The giggling eight-year old trotted up to him, holding out a tray. “It’s hot,” she reminded. Regardless, the elite officer fell backwards, spraying steaming tea like a fountain. “Pff-haha! He burned his tongue!” Baby 5 danced in circles around Corazon, chanting the mistake.
The little girl flew across the room with a short scream. Unlike other children her age, she sat up without a word and smiled, unfazed by the blond’s slap. Corazon returned to his chair, wishing that she would stop giving him such an innocent grin. It reminded him that she had grown accustomed to his brutal punishments. It reminded him that the sting of his palm no longer bothered him. ‘Keep it together,’ he calmed himself, ‘It’s for their own good.’ If he weren’t worried about remaining silent, he would have laughed at how his thoughts sounded like the Vice Admiral
Corazon Week: Day 2 Marine Commander RocinanteRocinante paced through the hallways, hands stuffed in his uniform’s pockets. His fingertips felt the folded paper he’d received earlier in the day and his throat clenched at the thought of its message. ‘Lieutenant Commander Donxiquote Rocinante- We are pleased to inform you that, by careful consideration of your recent performance, you are being promoted to the rank of Commander. Please report to your superior officer with any questions you may have. Thank you for your service and congratulations.’
The brief letter was nothing new for the young Marine, as he had been receiving them at a break neck pace since he completed his training. Despite his clumsy mishaps that frequently created havoc, he had completed all of his assignments quickly and effectively. It also didn’t hurt to have his mentor be an Admiral. Even before his long, grueling struggle with training, Admiral Sengoku had been teaching him the methods of the most successful Navy me
Corazon Week: Day 1 Donxiquote Family“Yuck! This tea’s already cold, you idiot! Go back and make me another!” The slave knelt at the blond boy’s feet, wincing as the cup was thrown against his head. The china shattered and scraped against his scalp as warm liquid soaked his hair. His young master stopped his tantrum momentarily to glance up at the doorway where another blond stood. “Bring my brother a cup as well, servant.” With a wave of his small hand, he dismissed the slave, who sprinted back to the kitchen. Doflamingo smirked triumphantly. The fear he could inspire with just a few words was empowering beyond belief.
“Doffy?” a soft voice whimpered from the doorway. The youngest Donxiquote shuffled closer to his older brother’s side, but tripped on the skirt of his clothes at the last moment. “Wah!” Tiny arms flailed around desperately; trying to find anything he could grab to steady himself. Instead, the boy flew forward and straight into the eld