Warnings: This fiction will contain torture and strong language.

A low grumbling sound arose Law from his state of unconsciousness. The sound wasn't continuous but it was often enough to cause a pinch of frustration on his tanned face. It reminded him of the last remnants of water going down a drain which never failed to make him think of a water spout. He'd seen many ships ripped apart by them. Another good reason to command a submarine instead of floating target.

Toad. Could be a toad Law thinks as the sound reaches his ears again, it was a likely option given how damp the air felt. In fact the ground he was currently laying on felt damp as well. A toad could be helpful, depending on the species. Law had experimented with the amphibians many times when creating new medicines. Some could actually help cure warts rather than cause them as the myth went. There was one toad Law sampled that was bright orange in colour -possibly his first warning to stay away given that animals with bright colours tend to mean danger- it caused the most intense hallucinations the rookie pirate had ever experienced. Bepo had thought -

Bepo. His crew. His submarine. They were long gone and where was he? Given his train of thought or lack of to be more precise Law comes to the quick conclusion he is experiencing head trauma. Being a doctor had its perks, self diagnosing made situations like this a lot easier. Law's slim fingers brushed over his scalp delicately, feeling for wounds. Upon reaching the back of his head the matted sticky hair his fingers came across pointed to blood. That and the painful sensation when his fingers grazed it. To be completely certain Law inspected his fingers, confirming blood on his finger tips. It was almost dry and given the radius of the wound Law concludes he was hit in the back of the head with a plank of wood. Or the whole god damn ship given the painful drum like beat in his head.

Law was relatively content to stay laying on the ground and possibly pass out again but as he had no way to check the dilation of his pupils he couldn't be sure that he wasn't concussed. Dying over a concussion wasn't on his top things to do. In fact dying at all wasn't on there. Which should probably mean he should start figuring out why he was hit in the back of the head. Law was guessing short term amnesia was the cause of not remembering and it probably means it wasn't an accident. Gurgle.

There it was again, this time the pirate felt much more attuned to his surroundings and much more likely to find out what the noise is without going off on a tangent of pointless thoughts. With a low moan of pain Law heaves himself into a sitting position. A moment of relief comes when he realises he can press his back against solid bars. A cage then. Not helpful in discovering what was making the incessantly annoying noise but it did at least confirm that his head trauma was definitely caused by-well it could be anyone. Trafalgar Law wasn't exactly rolling in friends given his new Shichibukai status. But, it was definitely an enemy. Once again that being said Law had one for every year was alive and then some.

The relief that he felt about leaning against the cool metal bars was short lived. It didn't take long to feel his remaining strength wane away. Fuck. Kairoseki. Whilst it wouldn't make his current situation impossible it would certainly make it more difficult than Law currently felt like dealing with given his blunt force trauma. Still it wouldn't be wise to continue leaning against the leeching stone. With as much force as Law could muster he rolled his lithe body forward until he was resting on the balls of his heels.

It took a fair amount of effort to remain in this position but it did allow him the option to continue upwards or just collapse back onto the ground. Law was leaning to the latter, quite literally. His strength is still being sapped albeit slower now. There's a Kairoseki cuff on each of his wrists. A key hole adorns them as the only decoration. Law thinks wryly that at least they aren't chained together. He won't be able to access his devil's fruit but at least his arms are unrestricted.

Rumble. Right, there was a reason he was trying to collect himself. That noise had to be stopped. There was a long list of things that pissed the dark haired man off and reoccurring frustrating noises were one of them. Especially with a throbbing head injury. Not to mention also in a dank cell made of Kairoseki. The last two things he could take in stride, it wasn't the first time he'd experienced them nor was it the first time he'd dealt with both at the same time. But with that on and off grumbling noise Law was already prepared to shoot himself in the face. Despite not really wanting to die.

With far more grace than Law actually thought was possible he finally brought himself to a standing position. Law puts it down to years of honing his sharp reflexes and the ability to always remain steady in any given situation to ensure he can always perform surgery when needed. Law steeled himself against the nausea rising from the pit of his stomach. There was nothing to grab onto except the cage bars which would only damage him more. Passing out right now really wasn't an option.

Prolonged exposure to Kairoseki can do serious harm. Law learnt that the hard way and not from experimenting on himself to see what the effects are. He had little self preservation that way, given that he tests new medication and ingredients on himself. That's how he discovered consuming the crushed dried skin of an orange toad that he carefully prepared would cause extreme hallucinations. He didn't just pick up a toad and go "fuck it, I'm going to lick this."

Focus Trafalgar, focus. He tells himself as once again holding one thought in his mind was proving too much. Genius indeed. Law snorts. One blow to the head and he regresses to a blathering unfocused teenager. Not that he was ever like that as a teenager. Law was always driven, sharp and focused. Except for now. Fuck it all.

The North Blue native takes a deep breath, holding it in for longer than necessary before exhaling slowly. He repeated the action a few more times until the throbbing in his head subside somewhat. That dealt with and his mind now focused he looks around slowly, not wanting to move quickly and aggravate his head all over again.

There was little to note of the room he was in but when he felt stronger he'd inspect it more thoroughly so he can plan an escape. For now though Law noticed only obvious things. The cage was on the right side of a large room. It wasn't against the back wall but definitely closer to the back of the room than the front. Law figures back of the room given the large stair case to the front of him, it was centred nicely and didn't t make Law twitch by being off centred. As if he needed any more frustration in his life right now. The left side of the room was empty which seemed like a waste of space to Law but he didn't think it would be prudent to mention it to his captor, whoever they were and whenever they decide to show their face.

Not that he was trying to get distracted again but it's only now that the rookie pirate turned Shichibukai notices a heaviness around his neck. His elegant fingers reach up and inspect the unidentified object. Its the same temperature as his body but Law isn't sure if that's part of the design or whether it's been around his neck long enough to adjust. There is no opening that he can feel which makes prying it off impossible.

It was only possible to get two fingers between the object and his neck. Not tight enough to choke him but not loose enough to pull off over his head. The colour of the object went unnoticed because like his pupils he had no way to check. It was cylindrical in shape rather than flat and Law guessed that if it were removed the thickness would be no more than what he could wrap his hand around.

As to what it did, Law couldn't say or even guess as unless he had more variables guessing was unwise. It could be a collar which would indicate slavers but there was no loop to attach a lead and slavers collars were flatter. For now it would have to go unanswered.

Law let his hand fall back to his side and continued the inspection of his current and hopefully short lived capture. Loud speakers adorned the corners of the room along with surveillance den den mushi. He would have to be cautious when he decides to escape. Law was nothing if not confident. His dark grey eyes narrow at the watchful den den mushi before moving on.

Thick metal rings appeared on the front wall. They were well rusted adding to the overall effect of a dingy unimpressive attempt at intimidation and scare tactics. Law was on the higher end of completely unimpressed. This he probably would mention to his captor when they decided to grace themselves with Law's presence.

Lastly and most importantly the pirate captain inspects the cage he's in. The only thing not made from Kairoseki is the floor. The bars make up all four walls and the roof as well. The floor instead was concrete which Law doubted he'd be digging through any time soon. The concrete was aged with plenty of chunks missing, possibly previous escape attempts. There was some kind of algae growing in the areas that had shallow puddles. There was no furniture which was just rude and inconsiderate and nothing to use as a toilet either. Law eyes the puddles with a new found disgust and takes a step further away. The most notable thing however is the fact he's not alone in the cage.

A smaller male is still out cold. Law doesn't need to inspect the boys characteristics to find out if he knows him. The straw hat firmly placed onto the sleeping boys head is a dead give away. The rumbling noise starts up again and it's then that Law discovers where it's coming from.

"Nghh, me..." Law stares with an impassive face before bending down to see if the boy is injured. It certainly sounds like it. "...me...nee...wan...Meat!"

Law stumbles back at the sudden loudness which causes his head to start pounding uncontrollably again. His situation all of a sudden goes from difficult to borderline impossible. Law gives himself a moment of self pity before narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Straw Hat-ya." Law says coolly at the younger rookie pirate. Escape a Kairoseki cage and Kairoseki cuffs with an unknown captor with a head wound, doable. Include the collar that Law has no idea what it does is more tricky but given time and Law's intelligence still not impossible.

Throw in Monkey D. Luffy however, the most ridiculous and infuriating of all the rookie pirates. Well, Law could just kiss his freedom goodbye. He'd rather be in a cage with Eustass Kidd, even if they had their extreme differences. Law could work with Kid when needed.

"Tra-guy? " Luffy asks, blinking owlishly. Before grinning widely, not taking in the situation or just not caring. "Food?"