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scarlethaki {From here} -Akane’s been shot-
How the hell did he let it get this bad? He felt his head pounding from the blow it had received as he fell in a daze to his knees, unable to focus. He knew Blackbeard was right there. He knew there was a gun aimed at him. Blackbeard was going to take the shot. It was going to hit him in the head and that would be it. There was nothing he could do to stop it. Dammit.
He heard the gun go off as he braced himself. He then realized something very, very quickly. He was still alive. He felt no pain. He hadn’t been shot. If not him... then who?
At first thought it was Beckman. Beckman had come to his rescue again. But then he heard a shout- Beckman’s voice, and it was shouting something else. Akane.
His eyes shot open, dizziness dissipating as his eyes widened with horror as he saw his daughter reel back from the pain. She wouldn’t be standing longer. A wound to the stomach like that... if it hit anything vital it could kill in minutes. Less even. No. NO. NO! NO NO! That was the only thought going through his mind as he rushed to her; cradling her with his arm as he brought her to the ground where he began to to apply pressure to the wound with his hand, “Akane, baby, I’m here, Papa’s got you. Please just stay with me okay? I know it hurts, but just...” where the fuck was Doc? He looked up to the battlefield, not even realizing his men had charged Blackbeard after the gun had fired, “DOC! DOC GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!”
His attention focused back on Akane. He wasn’t going to leave her side. What if she... what if he... while he was gone, while he was fighting? If... If that happened, if she...left, he had to be right at her side. He had to give her any comfort he could, “Come on baby girl, just look at me, stay here, please- I need you to stay with me... It hurts I know sweetheart, but you gotta hang on.” He didn’t notice Doc getting closer with his medical supplies until a hand went to Akane’s wound. Shanks immediately went into defense mode, his damp eyes shooting up with warning at whoever it was who was getting near him and his dying daughter.
“Boss-”
“Fix her,” the voice was low, cracking.
“I’ll try-”
“No, there’s no ‘try’- Do it. That’s an order.”
It was less than half a second of silence but it felt like too long before the Doc just nodded, “Aye” and got to work on doing everything he could to help her while in the middle of a battle. Shanks’ haki on fire from fear and anger, a ring of his crew surrounding them to prevent any unwanted outsiders.
Shanks’ bloodied hand left his daughter’s wound as Doc took over, moving to her own hand as he gripped it tight, “Akabunny, please... don’t do this to me. Please don’t do this to me. We’ve got you, you’re going to be okay.”