'Red...?'

In the centre of the plaza stood a tall muscular man. He had his back to you and his clothes were slightly torn baggy black and yellow pants. He had on a long daek Jacket that came to the back of his knees, but you could see from his arms that he was covered in multiple gashes and bruises. He had a large blue sack slung over his shoulder.

'What is with this guys dress code?'

Looking on the floor there was a clear trail of blood leading straight to the man.

'How is he still standing? There is so much blood'

However the thing that really caught your eyes was the hair. This man had vibrant red hair. It was like he'd set fire to his head. It was beautiful and still felt like a threat, a dare even.

'Stop fangirling over his hair (y/n)!' You mentally scolded as you tried to focus on the situation at hand.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!" He roared. "HE'S DYING DAMMIT! WHERE ARE YOUR MOTHER FUCKING DOCTORS!"

'What is he taking abo-' You paused, cause only then did you realise that he wasn't carrying a sack over his shoulder, it was a body.

There was a large crowd in the plaza, but everyone had made a clear space around the two strangers. On the other side of the plaza you saw three boys being held back behind a few of the local women. You released a breath that you didn't realise you were holding, and placed a hand over your chest. Your heart was doing a marathon in your chest.

'Oh thank goodness they're ok! Now... as for these guys...' your eyes once again shot towards the man carrying his injured friend.

You edged your way around a few people in order to get to the front of the crowd. Once you made it to the front you took a few steps into the open area. You could see a few of your friends gawking at you, shaking they're heads violently at you. Still you continued to tread lightly towards him. You were about two meters behind him and he still hadn't noticed you.

"IF THE DOCTORS WON'T FUCKING COME THEN I'LL START GIVING THEM A GOOD DAMN REASON TO!" He roared and everyone in the plaza flinched.

You halted as you're heart volunteered to do the long jump right out of your chest. The tension in the area increased with every passing second. From the corner of your eyes you could see Isaac, Ian and Liam. They were scared. You were scared. Adrenaline was coursing through your vessels convincing every cell in your body to scream turn back.

'He's going to hurt someone if you don't do something! Come on (y/n)! If you don't help then you'll be no better than those slave traders who would just watch your friends die in front of them... I have to do better, be better' you clenched your fists and took a deep breath. 'Just breathe...'

"Please let me see him..." your voice came out much calmer then you expected.

He swivelled around and your (e/c) eyes locked with his blazing amber ones. You were able to see him a little better now. He was wearing black lipstick and nail polish.

'A very nice touch but could definitely do with another coat' you thought to yourself

His body looked like something straight out of the gladiators arena. This man was BUILT. His face held a scowl as he grimaced at your petite form. On his shoulder you could see the Red's friend more clearly. He had glossy blonde hair and he was wearing a white and blue striped mask? He seemed to have injured his arm badly. Fire maybe...

'Why do all these men have such pretty hair!' You internally whined.

"Are you the damn doctor!?" he spat, his eyes piercing daggers through your body.

"No! I-I'm not..." you jumped in surprise, which earned you a growl. "B-But I am the only person on this island who is willing to help your friend" You stated.

Red was about to argue, maybe even hit you but then the man on his shoulder groaned in pain. You could see he was losing blood fast and if he lost consciousness it would be difficult to bring him back. Red wore an expression which was torn between rage and desperation. Hearing this mans agony just motivated you to press more on the situation.

'I'm too empathetic for my own good'

"Look! Time isn't exactly on your side here! Your friend is dying! Please let me help-"

"Just hurry up and lead the damn way..." he grumbled.

Everyone in the plaza was shocked by the immediate change in attitude. But you just nodded and ran towards the crowd only to pause. You looked for your three trouble makers, and when you spotted them you walked over to and knelt in front of them.

"Hey you guys, hold onto this for me... I promise I'll come for it later ok?" you patted their heads and gently placed your basket into their hands.

'At least now they have something to keep them out of trouble...' you thought. You were doing this so that you they would know you weren't gonna let anything happen to you.

The three of them looked at the basket then looked at you. They nodded, with new found determination, and ran into the crowds with your basket of foods and ingredients. You stood straight and watched them for a few seconds before returning to your current dilemma.

"Please follow me and be careful" you urged as you hurried towards your house; the crowds parting for you as you progressed... and as he followed.

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You made it to the house and instructed Red to put his friend in the spare room. After a bit of grumbling he ran up the stairs and did as you said. You on the other hand were downstairs trying to gather all the equipment you needed.

'I think that's everything, I'm so glad Law made me get those medical books for him when he was bored'

You ran up the stairs and into the room. There, Red was stood looking over his friend in what would seem to be concern. Blondie was laying on the bed his arm covered in blood and the rest of his body was covered in cuts. And amazingly his face still covered by a mask.

'I clearly wasn't specific before hand, I said I never wanted to do another bullet wound operation again. But this is just taking the mick' you mentally groaned. 'No time to mope! Analyse and apply!'

You took a deep breath and looked Red in the eyes.

"If you want him to live I'm gonna need your help too. Like I said I'm not a doctor, but I want to help" He looked ready to protest but you quickly interrupted. "I need some cold water, you can get it from the bathroom down the hall" you placed a metal basin in his hand and walked towards your new patient.

You were pretty sure that Red was behind you and debating whether to kill you. Eventually he stormed out of the room, grumbling something about never in his life...

'This guy clearly doesn't like taking orders... and he's clearly never met a woman on the edge' you smiled to yourself.

You reached out to check his temperature but his hand shot up and grabbed your wrist. You were so shocked by the sudden movement you let out a small scream.

"Who...Who are you? " he whispered, his breath laboured but his grip strong.

"My... My name is (y/n) and I'm here to help you... your friend just left to get some water. I just wanna help" you reassured.

Whether it was trust, or just pure exhaustion, his hand loosened and fell back to his side. You nodded and felt his temperature.

'No signs of a fever so infection shouldn't be a problem'

"Hey... uh..."

"....Killer"

"Right! um Killer, I'm gonna need you to try and stay awake for as long as you possibly can. I'm gonna ask you some questions and I just need you to talk to me, do you think you can manage that?"

"Yeah..." he breathed

At this point Red barged through the door, a basin of cool water in his hands.

"I got your damn water" he deadpanned.

'Such foul language... did you really kiss your mother with that mouth?' You gave him a disapproving look.

"Thank you, please place it on the side table and get ready..." you dipped a rag into the water and wringed it out.

You began to clean up the blood so that you could see the injuries.

'Three... no four stitches and severe burns. Say goodbye to your lovely afternoon (y/n)"

"You're very lucky you know?" You stated, checking to see if he was still with you.

"How How so?"

"You have a loyal friend... Willing to kill for you in order to save you... Not many people can claim to have a friend like that" you smiled.

Killer remained quiet for a moment. You couldn't tell what he was thinking because of the mask.

"You're right... but he's still a pain in the ass..." he let out a weak chuckle.

"What was that you damn bastard!?" Red growled.

You smiled. 'They kind of have the same energy of Sabo and Ace when we were kids'

Whilst Red ranted Killer would nod from time to time, showing you he was still conscious. In this time you finished cleaning out the dirt and blood as best you could.

"Killer do you trust your friend?" You asked cautiously.

"With my life" Killer responded instantly.

"Good... Red hold him down!" You ordered as you rummaged through your belongings.

"What?!" They both yelled, each for different reasons.

It seems Red didn't like your nickname, and Killer didn't like where this was going. Red scowled at you, but in that moment, you didn't care. You pulled out some alcohol and Red instantly knew what was about to happen. He placed his hands over his friends body and applied pressure.

"H-Hey! Wait! Stop that you're- AAAGGHH!" Killer screamed and writhed as you started to disinfect the wound.

On first inspection it would look like Red didn't care that his friend was currently in a whole world of hurt. His face was stone cold, but upon closer inspection, you could see that he was also having an internal struggle himself.

'So I guess he's not entirely heartless'

You didn't like this. By this point Killer should've been under anaesthetic. Unfortunately, you didn't have the supplies for that. So Killer would have to feel every bit of his surgery, and this was going to be the most painful part of it. Tears were starting to form in your eyes as Killer hollered bloody murder.

'Stay strong! You have to stay strong!' You mentally encouraged as you pressed on.

You were so focused on helping Killer you didn't realise that Kid was completely focused on you. His eyes watching your shaky form nurse his friend back to health.

"You're doing great Killer! I'm working as quick as I can!" You reassured.

Killer cried out, desperately trying to pull his arm away, but Red was as firm as a rock. Killer wasn't going anywhere.

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"I-I'm done..." you whispered faintly as you finished wrapping the last of the bandages.

Red made his way over to his friend. "You're friend is safe but he needs rest... You're very lucky... if he'd lost anymore blood this could've ended differently." you sighed

'Law would be proud' you sighed, a bit proud of your achievement, and less tears this time.

Killer had made it through the worst part of the operation, despite that he couldn't help falling asleep. There was no danger to it though and it would be easier when you were doing the stitches. Red released him and sat on the other side of the room in silence.

Red was looking over his friend. He raised a hand to touch him but you quickly stood in his way arms wide and (e/c) eyes still glossy.

'Oh that was a smart move. Just stand in the way of Red who probably would've killed you a long time ago if you weren't helping him' you mentally scolded yourself. 'I'm not even that intimidating.'

Now that you were thinking about it; you looked like a mess. Your white blouse was now stained with blood, your (h/l) (h/t) hair was now a complete mess, flowers all over the place but still there. You were drenched in sweat from the stress of being responsible for a life.

"The hell do you want now?" Red growled, which translated to 'get the hell out of my way.'

"Well! Y-you're i-injured as well! I need to-" you cursed yourself for stuttering and giving Red an opportunity to interrupt you.

"Don't need it" he stepped past you.

That was the last straw 'What is it with this guy!' You fumed

You weren't meant to lose your cool but you'd had a pretty rough day today. You were about to be harassed in the market by Alex, you almost thought your boys had died, you brought home two random strangers (who, did you forget to mention, boldly stated they'd happily hurt people) back to your house in order to help them. All this was done in front of a large crowd and you were probably the talk of the town right now, which was the last thing you wanted. Yet, despite all of your efforts, you were still treated like a chewed up piece of gum. Not today!

"Listen here Red, we've all seemed to have had a rough day, but I won't be treated like a piece of dirt in my own home, especially after I've worked really hard to save a life! I wasn't offering medical aid, I will be giving it to you! And you will sit down and receive it!" You demanded.

Red was now completely shocked. It was definitely clear that he wasn't expecting that from you. Especially when he could see you were still on the verge of tears, still shaking from looking after his first mate. He watched you for a little while a smirk creeping onto his face.

"Whoa! Easy there fire cracker" he chuckled as he started to mess up your hair even more.

'Fire cracker!?' You gave him a disapproving look as you tried to moved his hand away.

"My name is (y/n)!" you corrected

"And mine's Kid... I think we're gonna have a lotta fun with you fire cracker" he smiled the kind of smile that'd make your skin crawl.

As much as you wanted to reply with a very defiant look, arms crossed over your chest, you couldn't. In reality, you took a hesitant step back and started to sweat, barely standing your ground against his intimidating gaze.

'What on earth have I gotten myself into...'

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