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Hands grabbed for the sink as the Doctor lurched forward coughing up a mouthful of blood, leaving the sink a splattered mess. He leaned over the porcelain; struggling to catch his breath after dragging himself to the nearest house while the throbbing pain ebbed away to a numb tingling now that the water wasn't nullifying his devil fruit.

Water rushed from the faucet before taking a handful to splashed his face, washing off any bits of dried blood then lifted himself up to look in the mirror. What he saw was a torn up mess of his reflection with bruises and cuts covering nearly every part of his skin and four long gashes along his chest. Likewise on his back as well, though these gashes were shallow thankfully; unlike the one at his right waist which had gotten him pretty deep.'Ugh..talk about a shitty day.'Shaking his head, pressing a hand over his chest which caused him to wince in pain.'Hnn..yeup..4 ribs broken and not to mention this sprained ankle.'Standing up fully, running a hand through his damp, matted down auburn hair to slick it back and out of the way.'Guess I should get started on first aid.'Giving his neck a good crack first then reached down to search through the multiple pouches along his belt till he found the scissors.'Shame, but nothing in these pouches would of helped.'A shrug of his shoulders as he used the scissors to cut off the wet, shredded jacket caked in blood and the shirt soon followed.'My favorite jacket too...'Shaking his head with a sigh, he tossed it in the nearby garbage can then set the scissors down.

Ten minutes later he stepped out of the shower and used a towel to dry himself off.'A good shower always helps after a strenuous chasing.'Tossing the towel away to look at his reflection; body naked, cleaned of the dirt, blood and glass that made it easier to better assess his injuries. Soon finding that his legs were equally bruised and cut up, though other than a sprained ankle showed no sign of broken bones.

Now that he fully knew the injuries and damages to his body; fixing himself up was next and picked up the belt hanging on the toilet. From it he pulled out a spool of string, needle then searched through the cupboards taking out any bandage/gauze/cotton balls and gauze. Humming while using the rubbing alcohol to properly clean out the gashes along his chest and waist; tossing the blood soaked cotton into the trash for new ones. When finished, he poured the rest of the bottle down his back, cleaning the wounds on his back.'This pain devil fruit really is convenient. Most would barely be able to move with these kind of injuries.'Laughing a bit at his own musings.

Picking up the needle and tied the string to start stitching up the gash on his waist, though looked up after hearing another explosion.'The riot and fighting still going on huh?'Gradually working the needle along the wound closing it up.'Those pirates are lucky they only have to fight marines...while I had a yonko's pet on my ass!'His stitching picked up speed in his anger.'And he ruined my favorite jacket!'Tugging the string up and a snap of his teeth cut the string.'Worse yet..he got my shades scratched up...these are special made damn it!'He dropped the needle in the sink then opened a pouch on the far left which held four extra shades, each a different color. Using his fingers to pinch the bridge of the shades and a low chink was heard as he pulled off the ruined pair; eyes closed with small indents all along his eyes made by needles which kept the glasses from falling off. The Doctor snapped the orange shades then threw it away before grabbing one from the pouch and slipped it on and a click of the button set the needles into his skin.

Purple shades he saw after opening his eyes.'Ah well..orange was cool, but this seems sleek.'Giving that toothy grin of his to himself; working the gauze all along his chest down to his stomach then did the same to his arms and legs. He nearly looked like a mummy with all but his head and lower waist covered up as he finished with placing a few small bandages over his cheeks.

Finished with the first aid, The Doctor left the bathroom for what seemed the parents room and scrounged through the closet for clothes.'Whoever lives here has no style.'Everything he saw were plain shirts or beige coats; little option given to him and grabbed a simple light grey shirt and pair of dark blue jeans and slipped them on, though reluctantly. Making his way into another room, this one likely belonging to a teenage boy and looked through his closet.'Ah there we go..this is more like it.'Grabbing a black hoodie, throwing it on with a flick of the sleeves and went to inspect himself in a long mirror.'Perfect fit..and now there's just one last thing to do.'Adjusting the hem of the sleeve; gazing at the mirror with a serious expression.

Taking a big bite off the sandwich he made, now sitting at the kitchen table as he leaned back against the chair with a sniff. One second everything was hectic and dangerous and now here he was lounging in some deserted family house munching on a sandwich in their kitchen.

A yawn slipped his lips before picking up the glass of milk to take a sip as he pulled and turned the newspaper left on the table. He gave it a quick look over, but it was filled with nothing but stories of Fenir and his execution. Taking the sandwich to take another bite.'Welp..now that I got something to eat..bout time I decided were to go next.'Leaning his head back to ponder on what options were left him.

On one hand there was the center of town where a big riot going on so that was a no go. Then at one end of the island were the citizens likely being evacuated through lifeboats by the marines which he could slip into to get a ride off the island. Yet, that carried the risk of being recognized as an underworld doctor and locked up. This left The Doctor with two options...

-head for the docks where its most probable a band or group of pirates are hijacking a marine ship
-Try to find Fenir and figure out what his true aim is

Choices..choices. Which to decide.'Mumbling to himself while finishing the first sandwich and started on the next.

-The Doctor Hunt part 2-

Coming to this island truly did turn out to be a mistake.

Not only was he any closer to finding the one responsible for fucking things up for him; attracting instead this bear sized mutt who likely saw the scrawny doctor as nothing more than a slim jim. It seemed to be in no haste to end this hunt so quickly with how the beast stalked forward, growling heavily that left large globs to puddle onto the wood floor.

Every movement he made, the wolves eyes followed and in a small hallway several floors up from the ground, leaving few options.'Well..this is one predicament that's not going away is it?'Pointing at the wolf as if expecting an answer only to get a spine tingling snarl. The doctor slowly inched backward as a soft sigh escaped his lips.'Only one thing I can do here.'Lifting his right hand to grab the shard of glass embedded in his left shoulder and tugged it out, his face showing no sign of pain in doing so. Glancing down at the blood soaked glass before holding it the hand gripping it forward for the wolf to see.'I'm no fool to think this would hurt you..but...no matter how strong or tough someone is.'Slamming the hand against the wall and in doing so caused the glass to be crushed in his palm.'One thing they can't change is the sensitivity of their eyes.'The wolf watched as the pale human held his bleeding palm open flat and blew strongly; sending a small dust cloud of glass fragment straight into its eyes.

A loud, bellowing roar mixed with pain and rage rumbled out, nearly heard throughout the island if not for the screams and explosions muffling most of it. The wolf snarled, thrashing his body wildly against the ways while pawing at his eyes, though to a normal person the glass dust would ruin one's eyes. To this hulking predator it felt more like sharp sand singing his pupils; course the bit of solution The Doctor mixed in to increase the pain it felt helped.

Distracted, only for the moment, but still a chance as the doctor turn and charged down the hallway, swiping a rag from a table on the way. Using it to quickly brush any piece of glass in his palm, which was bleeding badly from all the cuts then quickly wrapped the rag around his hand to stop the bleeding. He could feel the wolf, pissed at that, thrashing behind him causing the walls and floor to shake from his large size heaving about.

Coming to a stop at the long set of stairs that lead down and poked his head over the railings to see just how high he was.'Ugh..it'll take too long and tire me out running all the way down there.'Taking a look over at the wolf to see it blinking rapidly with signs of its sight returning, the Doctor bit on the knot on the rag and tugged to firmly secure it.'Come on scruffy..the chase's just begun.'Grinning at the beast, who started running at him, but he had no intention of waiting and grabbing the railings, jumped over.

Propelling himself while letting his body fall to quickly grab the railings of the floor below; grunting from the grab as he heard the wolf crash into the wall.'Better get moving.'Exhaling slowly before pushing from the railings to fall and grab the opposite railing, again a floor below and repeated this process to quickly get himself to the ground floor.

Reaching the second to last floor, sweat coating his face as he let himself drop to the ground and tried to lower his body to prevent breaking a leg. A bit too slow with his left leg causing him to land on it in an slightly bad angle before falling onto all four.'Whew...some quick thinking on my part there...not many would think or attempt to do what I did.'He chuckled at himself while pushing up off the ground to move into a sitting position, where he could see the front doors leading outside. One thing he could tell was that the moment he stepped out, this chase would resume, but for now the doctor just sat there catch a breather, but mostly so he could think.

Alright...so this Fenir willingly turned himself in. Faking an execution all for the sole purpose of luring in pirates, mercs and other unsavory types.'Leaning back, arms folded against his chest as he pondered.'All for the sake of telling about some wishy washy legend parents tell kids to make them feel better?'Eyes closed under his scratched shades as he shook his head.'Bull...I've read some things about this guy and he's a showmanship. There's got to be more to all this.'Rubbing at the back of his neck thinking of all that was going on.

Outside were pirates fighting and marines surrounding the island with ships to prevent escape while letting his wolves run around. Then there was the whole dock being destroyed which meant pirates would likely be rushing to find a ship, any ship to escape fast as possible and yet out of all this chaos.'....where's Fenir?'

Pushing himself up onto his feet; dusting his pants off.'Something is definitely fishy here but..'A rumbling growl from above warned him the wolf ready to go.'Got to lose ole fluffy first.'Shrugging, he ran out through the doors.

No sooner than he did that a blast from above was heard and an odd whooshing sound could be heard. A huge, blurry form crashed onto the ground causing cracks to spread out from the indent, making the doctor skid to a halt and a sudden spin revealed the wolf snarling. Its muzzle pulled back, fully revealing two rows of hand sized teeth and its grey fur standing up like shark blades.'Crafty fella aren't you?'He took a step back, crouching his body some in the process.'Alright..then let's have a little..game if you will. Let's see which of us is craftier?'

For a moment both stood still....man and beast facing off, one with its overwhelming strength and hunting instinct; the other with his quick wit and indigenuity.

Anyone could tell this man was hopelessly outclassed, but there was one thing in his favor that just might save his white, pasty ass.

Its size. The Doctor quickly ran left down a random street as the wolf quickly gave chase; instantly on his heel and just as its wide maw was about clamp down on him, had suddenly banked right into a nearby alley causing the lurching beast to skid to stop itself.'That size of yours may be intimidating and perfect for hunting, but in a sprawling city with small pathways and countless obstacles...leaves your size to my advantage.'Looking back to see Scruffy forcing his way into the alley, though it being a bit of a tight fit made moving for the bear sized wolf difficult.

Waving back to him in an mocking manner before Scruffy swung his head to send globs of drool flying at him which turned into multiple chakrams in mid-air. Seeing this made the Doctor gasp and had to quickly jump and maneuver to avoid them, though one cut him deep along the left side of his waist.'NO FAIR! Even your spit!'Grumbling to himself, the elation at getting one up over the mutt deflated.

Sending barrage after barrage of spitrams at him; too many for him to dodge and dashed through the opening to the left as one scratched his back.'This animal is just full of surprises.'Sighing while pressing down on his waist as he ran out onto a street and looked down both ways trying to think of what to do next, but before he knew it Scruffy had lunged out at him from behind.

Just barely hearing his approach, he had dived forward to the ground, though its claws racked along his back.'Damn beast.'The wolf landed and started turning before crashing into a nearby building having built up too much momentum to stop properly.

Not bothering to wait for him; forcing himself back onto his feet, grateful for his devil fruit or he would be in too much pain to move as he ran left down the street. A quick look around to find himself in the shopping district as the Doctor knocked down any cart he passed by to try and slow the beast's pursuit. No sooner than he did that the wolf was on his trail, bulling right through everything in its path with a look of pure rage in those dark red eyes.'Just won't quit will you?'It seemed nothing would stop the monster's rampage, but the carts did slow it some.

This gave him the chance to run straight for the house ahead; throwing the door opened and slamming it shut before bursting down the hallway with a backdoor insight.

Moments later the wolf came crashing through the door, leaving a big hole in the wall with no sign of his target in sight. A quick sniff of the air and down the hall Scruffy went, barreling towards the backdoor and in its haste failed to notice the closet door near the middle of the hallway and waiting till it passed by before the Doctor jumped out. Running back down the way the both of them came from through the opening made by Scruffy who had heard the door open and tried to turn, but the hallway being too small stopped its movements.

How he wanted to cheer at fooling the mutt, but he knew it would be on his trail again and made his way into the nearest alleyway. His body starting to tire; still he ran for he couldn't give up the brief chance to make some distance as he zigzagged down any pathway, alternating in hopes to confuse and throw Scruffy off his trail.

It wasn't long before he felt the heavy thuds of its body charging recklessly and the horrendous growling that spoke of death. Already on the verge of catching up as the Doctor came out onto another street, this time immediately ran right when he saw the wagon.

An idea instantly came to mind at seeing it and made right for it to grab its handles and pushed it around till it was facing the slightly downhill direction. Set in place as he ran down a bit further than stopped and turned to wait which wasn't long for Scruffy came bursting right through a small bakery shop as a shrill whistle from him caught its attention.'Here boy..don't you want this fine leg of human?'Having tugged up his pant sleeve to show off his finely slim leg.

A shake of its body followed with a heavy snarl as it stampeded towards him as its body rammed the wagon sending it sprawling forward.

Just the thing he waited for, having positioned himself in front of it and jumped as the wagon reached him. Landing into the small pile of hay as it rumbled down the street; lifting himself up to poke his head up with a salute.'Thanks for the ride Scruffy!'Calling out with a wide grin.

His words pushed the wolf over its boiling point and let out an ear wracking howl before raising his body at its highest. A large chakram ring sprouted along the center of its body then sprung up, coiling its body to spin rapidly. Shooting forward like a rocket, the deep indent trail it left in the stone showing the chakram was sharper than even a steel blade.

Lounging against the edge of the wagon, taking this chance to catch his breath as well as enjoying having outsmarted the mutt.'Nice day for a ride isn-...'A rumbling sound from behind reached his ears.'....Oh please no...I better not turn my head and see it coming after me using a chakram.'Reluctantly he turned his head to see the massive chakram wheeling wolf quickly gaining on him as he looked forward.'FUCK! Can it get any worse'As if it wasn't bad enough already, the chakram took on a black tint and a second later caused fire to spark and cover the chakram in fire and again the Doctor turned his head after hearing the crackling.

Eyes bulged out through the shades as he screamed, arms raised up in shock.'A FLAMING WHEEL?!!!!! OH COME ON!!'Lowering his body; pressing against the wagon, sweating heavily while eyes searched frantically for something, anything to save him here. 

Up ahead, a plaza waited; at first nothing helpful before his eyes spotted something.'...ok..this is stupid and reckless but..I got no other choice.'Gulping as  carefully moved to the opened end of the wagon, careful not to fall unless he wanted to end up a smear on the pavement and behind felt the flaming chakram strike the back of the wagon. It cut through the wood like a saw, slowly splitting the wagon in half as every inch brought it closer to cutting the doctor up.'Come on..come on!'Moving himself as close to the opened edge as much as possible, nearly falling in doing so.'Here...goes nothing.'Gritting his teeth before shifting his entire bodyweight up just as the chakram hit a hole in the road causing it to jump back with the opened part of the wagon being knocked up and sent him flying forward.

The spinning chakram came to a skidding halt, pushing the destroyed wagon forward, barely standing still. Lowering the chakram to have its feet rest on the ground then shook his body to have the chakram shrink back into its body before stepping forward to knock the wagon out of the way with a great swing of its paw. Ahead it saw the empty plaza, his target nowhere in sight and started sniffing at both the ground and air, following the trail to a fountain set at the plaza's center. All traces of his scent vanished here as Scruffy sniffed frantically, but still no hint of him turned up and a growl of rage shook its massive body.

Small bubbles rose to the surface of the water, from within the fountain the doctor kept hidden. His fingers holding on the very edge of the inside to hold himself up s the water left him weak and feeling heavy due to the water and his grip being the only thing keeping him from drowning. The other hand rested over his mouth, struggling to hold his breath as he could barely see the top of the wolf sniffing just outside the fountain.

For over a minute the wolf kept looking and sniffing, pushing him to his limit as his cheeks puffed up; on the verge of gasping and giving himself up. Until, when he thought he couldn't hold it any longer, saw the wolf let a growling howl before running off.

Waiting a few seconds longer before weakly lifting his head from the water to gasp and sputter. Slowly, he struggled to pull himself up with the water threatening to drag his body down to drown. After several attempts of lifting and nearly slipping had succeeded in pulling himself over the edge to cough and spit out water then slowly crawled his way out to slide out onto the ground. An arm still draped over the edge of the fountain; coughing and gasping to catch his breath, water dripping from his soaked, bloody body.

It took all he had to keep from passing out as he slowly pushed himself up against the fountain in a sitting position.'H-holy...I..can't believe that worked.'Resting the back of his head against the cool stone to let out a faint chuckle with his arms resting limply on the ground at his sides. Body covered in bruises and gashes with three maybe four ribs broken and a twisted left angle likely caused by the bad landing earlier; assessment after his devil fruit ability was cancelled from the water leaving his body writhing with pain, luckily being one who was used to such pain that it prevented him from passing out right there.

Escape....success!

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