Gamma: Hey everyone! I've got another case of writer's block! You know what that means!

Kaze: (in a gentleman's outfit with top hat and cane) We get to see women's panties. Excuse me. (burps and farts)

Kyuubi: NO, YOU- Wait a minute. This all seems very familiar. Have we done this before?

Shinobi: I am having the strangest sense of déjà vu.

Dark: I agree.

Zane: (drinking calmly from a cup of tea) It's probably just your imagination. Don't worry about it.

Gamma: Oh, well that's just fine th- wait…

Everyone other than Zane: WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!?

Zane: Ah, right, I forgot to introduce myself to the audience. Greetings fanfic community, I am Zane the Artist, humble writer, artist, and partner to Gammatron in this reboot of his Unlimited Adventure fanfic. (sets down teacup and shines a flashlight under his face) Bear in mind, fans, that though we are transversing familiar waters, some aspects of our journey may change, while others stay their course. Heh, heh, heh…

Gamma: Huh. Ominous. Anyway, disclaimer time. Neither Zane nor Gammatron own the rights to either Pokemon or One Piece. If we did, Ash would've won the Indigo Plateau, and both Brook and Franky would appear earlier in the series.

Zane: And Ash wouldn't be eternally ten years old and screw with the show's perception of the passage of time, might I add. Please support the official releases of each.

Gold Roger, the Pirate King, had everything. Wealth, Fame, Power, all were his and could never be taken away from him. The final words anyone heard from him before his execution was this: "My fortune? Why, it's right where I left it. It's yours if you can find it…but you'll have to search the entire world! I left it all in One Piece." As he was beheaded, he turned his fading flame of light into a roaring blaze that would envelop the world. The world was about to enter…the Great Pirate Era…

Chapter 1: The Fire-breathing Cyborg and the Gentleman Skeleton; a Meeting of Monsters in the Foggy Abyss

Though it was late into the day, the sun was forever hidden from this patch of ocean by a thick haze of fog. Hidden within this dark abyss was a lone, purple galleon, decaying from the strain of the ages and the tearing of the waves against its hull. The holes in the ship made excellent footholds for a short figure scaling the side of the ship to get out of the water. Once he reached the deck of the ship, he threw himself onto the floor and panted heavily.

Upon closer inspection, he was an oddity for sure, and not just because he was battered and bleeding. He had blue hair styled to look Elvis-like, and his only clothing was a Hawaiian shirt, torn beyond repair, and a pair of dark blue speedos.

"Just…hold on, Cutty," he muttered to himself, struggling to look around the ship while still flat on his back. Aside from the rotting wood, there were also numerous rusting weapons, such as swords, spears, and arrows, stabbed into the deck, like a battlefield from long ago. "There's…metal…and wood…this body…can't go on. But…I can build…a new one…a better one…brand new and SUPER!"

Yohoho

"Huh? Who's there?" Cutty roared out into the abyss of fog.

My, my. How many years have gone by since we've seen another living creature? Although, given how injured you are, I used the term living quite loosely. To see another person after so long, though, it's enough to make my heart burst with joy.

The speedo lad's eyes widened in shock when he saw who was speaking and leaning over him. Dressed in black formal wear with orange lining and a blue ribbon tied between his neck and coat was a tall skeleton, carrying a purple cane on his arm and a saucer and teacup in his hands. Despite his lack of skin, he sported an abnormally large and bushy afro with a top hat atop it, and his skull had a crack shaped like a diagonal omega symbol.

"But I'm a skeleton, so I have no heart to burst! Yohohohoho! SKULL JOKE!" it laughed loudly. Whether it was from shock or blood loss, it was then that Cutty passed out. The gentleman skeleton stared at him for a second or two before saying, "Ah, I accidently frightened him." He then placed his index finger and thumb between his teeth and whistled, despite lacking lips.

It was then that two blobs of darkness emerged from the shadows, reshaping themselves into more definite forms. One looked like a ball of dark energy with a vampire-like face and its own haze of a lighter shade of purple than the fog. The other was gray and misshapen, with tiny points for arms, a third at the top of its head, and a cartoonish skull plate for a face. Shifting between the two eye sockets of the skull was a wavering red orb of light, and on the creature's back was a design that looked like a pair of bones.

"Sorry to end our game of hide-and-seek so prematurely, but this young man requires medical attention," the skeleton said to his ghostly companions. "Zuuta, please use Daydream to relieve him of his pain, then Mi, carry him to the bedroom so he may rest more comfortably while I treat his wounds."

The skull-faced ghost pointed its stubby arms at Cutty, and a ball of golden light, like the colors of the sun, formed between them. Cutty's body glowed with the same hue as he let out a slight groan, but remained unconscious, though his wounds were closing quite quickly. After the glow faded, the haze of the other ghost wrapped itself around him and lifted him off the ground. It carried him deeper into the ship while the other ghost followed and the skeleton watched before looking up at the tattered sails of the ship.

"I pray that the tides bring us safely to a town where we can treat this poor soul. Ah, excuse me," he stated solemnly, before ruining the moment by burping and farting, then following his Pokemon back into the ship.

Zane: Keeping with Gammatron's request, Brook and Franky meet in this first chapter and will soon play an early part in the story. Well, see you next chapter, fans, and guys, nice to meet you. I look forward to joining your little commentaries and antics before and after each chapter.

Kaze: (still dressed as Brook) Nice to meet you, too.

Dark: Get out of those, or I'll bite you to death. (holds up a pair of tonfa)

Zane: I think I'll just step out for now and let you two sort this out on your own. Gamma, you wanna do the honors?

Gamma: Sure, be sure to review and give us your honest criticism. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to help Kyuubi pull those two apart.