This is my first fanfic and it will be a multi chapter because one shots leave you hanging. I am not the best writer in the world, so do not expect much.
warnings (I guess)- abuse, blood
disclaimer- even though she is not there yet, I do not own One Piece, although I wish I did
Now here is the beginning, right down there.

"Oh man, my parents are going to kill me." Ayame said to herself as she wandered down her street on her way home from school. She had her report card gripped tightly in her hand. "I know I am not the best student, but why did they give me C's and D's, I even got an F. This is all he needs to have an excuse to hurt me. I have to get away from him fast." She hurried home.

When she got home she hurried upstairs to get some extra clothes, food, and money. Just as she finished packing her bag she heard her parents walk in the front door. She knew her report card was on the kitchen table and suddenly wished it wasn't there. She jumped into her closet to hide and listened for her father. She waited all of 30 seconds before she heard the pounding footsteps of her enraged father on the steps and heard her door being slammed open. Soon the closet door was opened and she saw her father's blond hair as he reached in to pull her out of the closet. She was roughly pulled out of the small space by her green hair and lifted off the ground. "What is this?" he raged. "please, dad, don't hurt me." she begged him, looking at her mother for backup, but she turned away and left. Ayame watched her mother's retreating orange head and turned back to her father as he continued his ranting. "This is why I regret adopting you!" he dropped her to the ground and kicked her against the wall. It would have been okay if the mirror wasn't there. She bit back any screams that might come up by biting her lip until she tasted her coppery blood in her mouth. Her father wasted no time in getting over to her, picking her up and slamming her against the wall causing the glass to dig deeper into her back. She started punching and kicking her father. Finally succeeding in hurting him enough to make him drop her, she grabbed her backpack and ran.

She ran to her favorite spot in the woods where she would go after her father would beat her up and fell asleep on a soft patch of grass.

Ayame's dream

Ayame is standing on a beach alone when someone shows up in front of her. He has hair that is just as green as hers, he is wearing a green haramaki with 3 katana strapped to it. She also noticed that he is smiling and waving for her to come over to him. She began walking over to him, but it seemed that no matter how much she walked, she could never reach him, so she began to run. She still wasn't making any progress and to make matters worse, she tripped and fell flat on her face. She heard laughing and looked up to see the person who she couldn't get to standing right above her, holding out his hand. She reached out to grab it, but was pulled back by an invisible force. The person was getting smaller and smaller and before he was completely out of earshot, she heard him say one word, 'sister'.

"NO!!!!" Ayame shot straight up and looked around. She then noticed she was sweating pretty badly. It was still dark out and she knew she wouldn't be getting any sleep. Suddenly, she saw a bright light coming through the woods straight over to her. It was too bright to keep her eyes open. She thought it was her father or the police coming to get her and take her back, so she tried to hide from it. The light engulfed her and she disappeared from the area, leaving her backpack behind.

The next day her parents would go looking for her. They would go into the woods and find only the bloody grass that she laid on and her book bag full of clothes and food. They would file a missing person report with the police, but they would never find her. She had disappeared.

I will update, depending on how fast I can write with one hand (stupid headphones always breaking, always having to hold them up with one hand, grumble, grumble, grumble etc.) and if I get any reviews. Bye, for now.