You.. Had been friends for a while now.. And they knew about your situation. Not a while ago, maybe three or four months ago, you met them by accident when you ran away from you caretakers. Since then, you had become friends. But. They always noticed how you came back with several bruises and wounds each time, sometimes you even limped. It was no secret that you were being abused by your 'parents'. Crocodile and Mihawk had been like your protective brothers since that time.. And then.. One day when you were out again, you couldn't find them this time which is why you retunred home after searching for an hour. When you did come home.. You saw two familiar faces.. And lots of blood on the ground. Mihawk held a sword in his right hand, standing in front o the corpses as Crocodile sat beside him on a crate with his usual cigarette between his lips. On the ground, there laid you parents which had abused you for years.. Now dead..