A story about Ace surviving the war?! I crave for that! My heart breaks for Luffy. I want Ace to live and to be happy. I just want him to be happy! I hope everyone thought so too. So I made this, to heal my broken heart and yours as well.

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Chapter 1

The Human Auction House

Stellar had never once doubted her instincts.

She knew she would meet him here. The Human Auction House was a bustling hive of activity, people swarming to get a good seat. She watched it all with wide and alert eyes that glittered from underneath a heavy hood, searching for the person she needed. Her gaze flickered from person to person, from face to face.

He wasn't there.

She sighed in disappointment, 'He must be trying to sell himself again,' she thought, "Seriously…" she mumbled.

That was it then; the only way she'd be able to talk to him now was if she waited for him to show up and be bought by one of the greedy rich people who seemed to be overcrowding the hot and cramped Auction House. He shouldn't need her help if he was bought, not if he was anything like she'd been led to believe. He could handle himself.

She sighed, irritably, debating whether or not she should come back later when the man had been dragged on stage or just to watch the whole sickening display. She had never liked this side of the upper class and, if she had it her way, she would have all shows like these destroyed. Selling humans as though they were cattle... it was disgusting.

She shuffled in the chair she was sat in, sinking low into it. She sat at the back of the room in the dead centre where she could see everything. She decided to stay put- if there was any chance of her meeting this man, it would be if she stayed.

Waiting for it all to start she allowed her eyes to wander the crowd, a wary look on her face before something, no, someone caught her eye.

Sitting a few seats from her right with his legs kicked up and a spotted hat pulled low over his grey eyes at the Heart Pirate's Captain, Trafalgar Law. His eyes flicked over to her and fixed her with a piercing stare, like she was an interesting specimen under a microscope. Instinctively, she huddled back behind her hood as though it could protect her from him. She'd heard the stories, the terrible things this Devil Fruit user had done. The tales of men being cut into pieces like trees being felled and the states they found the corpses of the Captain's little 'experiments' when they washed up on shore.

He must've seen the shaken expression on her face because his lips twitched like he was trying to smile, but it got lost somewhere on his tanned face. She shifted slightly away in what she hoped was a subtle fashion, but when she heard a quiet snort of amusement, she knew she had failed.

The lights dimmed suddenly, and a hush settled on the audience as the curtains opened on the stage below and the show began. Stellar tried desperately to pay attention to the auction below, looking for her man but she could feel the heavy weight of eyes on her. She ignored it until it became unbearably uncomfortable and she finally turned her head but all she saw was an empty seat, the gunmetal grey eyes and sinister smirk vanishing into the hordes of bidding people around her.

"I tell you no lies, ladies and gentlemen! There are no slaves finer than the ones I bring before you today!"

The Slavemaster's yelling caught her attention and she looked back at the stage, pushing the eerie aura Trafalgar Law had left behind him to the back of her mind. She bit her lip, for now she had more important things to focus on.

She watched as the row of men and women stood on stage, some shaking in terror whilst others held a broken sort of look in their eyes. She scrutinized the faces but none of them were the old man's. Maybe he'd be out with the next group? As the Slavemaster continued rambling on she watched the crowd again, looking in disgust at the hungry snobbish people who were crying out for a bid. They were truly the lowest scum she'd ever had the misfortune of seeing.

"Poor Keimi-chwaaaan!~ I hope she is okay! She must be so lonely and scared without my love!"

Stellar almost jumped out of her seat as a cry exploded next to her ear and she hurriedly spun in her seat, panicked by the shock. She spotted a blonde man in a suit doing some sort of a deranged dance with hearts in his eyes. He hopped to attention, clasping his hands at the side of his face, "I would save her and she would say, 'Oh, Sanji-kun is so brave!' and I'd say, 'Anything for my precious Keimi-chan!'. Then she would confess her undying love for me and then we'd-"

"Sanji, shut up!" Screeched the pretty redhead beside him as she walloped him over the head with her hand.

"Haiiiiiii Nami-swaaaaan!" The blonde cried, eyes still pink fluttery hearts before suddenly being replaced by a scowl, "Why did you send the useless Marimo, my sweet? The shitty bastard can't do anything right."

"Sanji, I need you to protect me and Chopper in case something goes wrong. I already said this, weren't you listening?"

The blonde man staggered and for a moment Stellar had thought the redhead and punched him, but then she saw the love sick look on his face and he crowed, "Nami-swan is so smart!~ "

"Yeah yeah, look, let's just find a seat and wait for Luffy and the others, okay?"

"Hai, Nami-swan!~" The strange man noodle-danced away on a quest to find seats and Stellar watched him go, trying to process it all. First Trafalgar Law showed up, then the Mugiwaras? Stellar's instincts screamed trouble.

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