Disclaimer: I own no part of One Piece. I don't own Law or Bepo or the Grand Line or even the idea of them. I simply have rights (maybe?) to the Oc's in the fic.

I stood there rooted to the spot, trembling and unable to believe the sight before me.

Was this real? I wondered. My heart painfully clenching as my blood turned into a racecar that had begun zooming around the speedway my veins had become, roaring almost deafeningly in my ears. It was the sight I used to dream about, the very thing I used to wish would just magically appear before me, the place I used to visit only in my dreams, the place that used to be only a small part of my reality.

Before I could stop it laughter boiled over, the sound was bitter and harsh. It perfectly reflected how I felt at the moment. I couldn't believe this. Only when I no longer wanted to escape back to my world did the opportunity to go back present itself.

I wanted to bang my head against a wall until this made sense. I wanted to scream. I wanted to curse. I wanted to carry on and on. And most importantly I wanted to ask God why.

Why?!

Why now?!

Why when I was happy?!

Why did this door of opportunity have to open at this time? Why not before? Why not when I wanted it to open, to appear?!

It wasn't that I didn't want it now, because words couldn't begin to describe how much I did. I could just feel my dad's arms wrapping around me, giving me a suffocating hug. I could feel Chris give me a slap on the back and the guys bumping my fist. I could feel the soft fuzzy comforter of my bed wrap around me as I went to bed and I could just feel ear buds pressing into my ears with the screaming voices of my favorite bands blaring from them. And I wanted it oh so bad, so badly that I almost felt sick but that wasn't the only reason for the nausea.

No, it was the fact that though I wanted to go back oh so very much, I was reluctant, which was something I had never thought that I'd be feeling. I would have never thought in a million years that I'd hesitate for even a second to go back. But here I was, not rushing forwards. Here I stood trying to make the right decision.

I used to be lost. I had been lonely with no one to trust or depend on in this dangerous world of pirates and Marines, of devil's fruits and ships, of strange creatures and many told and that many more untold dangers. No one had prepared me for the plunge into a fictional world.

I thought I had known all about this world but it turns out that what I had thought had been wrong. Oh so terribly wrong.

You see the fanfictions; they didn't prepare me for exactly how terrifying this life really is. They never exactly get just how frightening near death experiences are. They fail to prepare you for the chaos of battle, or the feel of your weapon slicing through the skin of an enemy. They never tell you how extremely difficult it is to live without the internet or your precious ipod, or other electronics that get you through the day. They don't prepare you for the pain of leaving your life behind involuntarily. Fanfictions don't even begin to describe the void that forms where your heart used to be. They don't accurately describe the loss that you feel only every day when you lose your best friends, you parents and every connection to them.

But that was just the thing. I had been lost, I was now found. I used to be lonely, I used to be on my own but I wasn't anymore. I had friends, a pet…sort of, and I had found something I had never had in my own world, something I had never experienced. But if I stepped forwards then even though I may leave the struggle, the heartache wouldn't be gone; the longing wouldn't go away. Despite the dangers and perils of this world I had made connections, I had grown in more ways than one and I had learned to love, live and laugh.

But before me was something that I had used to want, something that I didn't know if I wanted anymore or not. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do.

It didn't matter which one I chose, the loss would still be there, the regret, the what if's.

The powers to blame for this had made it so easy for me. All I had to do was step forwards. Step forwards and forget this life, go back to the one where every day wasn't a struggle, where electronics existed. To a world where the world I had fallen into was in was but entertainment, mere paper, ink, animation and imagination. I could step through and pretend that everything had gone back to normal.

But the key word there was pretend.

I was scared of making the wrong decision because just like I had arms that would wrap around me there I had arms that would do so in this world. Just like I had friends in the real world I had friends here. Just like I had a life there, I had one here. The decision was not easy. This was not one of those questions that don't have a right or wrong answer. There was a bad choice and a good choice and I had to be able to tell the difference, I had to be able to pick the right one.

I snapped my eyes open and shifted my weight.

Finally I had made a decision.

I stepped forwards and then paused looking over my shoulder to get one past glimpse of the world that had temporarily housed me. When I looked back I saw Law walking towards me with his tattooed hands shoved deep into his pockets with Bepo trailing after him carrying his nodachi.

I offered them a small smile and then looked ahead once more and took the final step, into my room, back into my world. It was going to be good to be back. I could hardly wait to see my dad, my friends But I also knew that I'd be sad to leave my captain and his crew, my friends and my temporary family.

Once inside of my room my world went black and I knew that when I woke up I'd be home. I wondered if I'd remember everything or if my memory would be wiped clear. That thought frightened me. Even though the past three years had been hard I didn't want to forget them. But then I wondered if I when I woke would the past three years turn out to be but a mere dream.

But what did it matter? The voice in my head asked.

My life as a pirate, as a criminal, my life as Deaths Lady was over. I was returning to ordinary, returning to the world that was reality, not paper ink and animation.

A/N: I'll try to update this when I can. I don't intend for this fic to be too long. I'm being honest here, I don't really have things planned out, at all.

So yeah, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter.

Drop some constructive criticism, ideas, tell me whatever it is you wish to, if you want to.