? '------ {. ' 'NIGHT TERRORS ' '.} '------ '?

Luffy was no stranger to nightmares. When he really was eight years old, he had dreams filled with fire and pirates, of Ace 's sweaty hand tight around his, tugging him towards the forest in hopes of escaping the flames. As he grew older, he had dreams of his Nakama disappearing right before his eyes, their hands reaching towards him and his name on their lips, only for him to fail.

After that, his dreams consisted of Ace, magma, and a teary

Thank you for loving me!

Luffy hated those dreams.

It made the scar on his chest itch, and even now, with the X he loathed missing from his skin, he could still feel it burning into his skin. Again.

You 're my brother, Ace!

Again.

You never listen to me, always worrying me, Luffy!

Again.

Thank you for loving me!

Again.

WHERE 'S MY BROTHER!?

And again.