This was inspired by a dream I had the other night and I wanted to get it out before I lost it. Let me know what you think. XP

Sanji ran as fast as he could, his chest burning slightly from his heavy breathing, he was running through the woods,, why was in the woods again? One of his task force had been killed. He continued running as he mulled things over in his mind, Roger, one of the top police in his unit had been missing for a few weeks now, no one knew where he had vanished to, no one could get a hold of him for the longest time and now he shows up in some unmarked forest, dead. Sanji slowed as he heard the voices of the investigation unit and shook his head, it made no sense to any of them why some one was good as Roger had just shown up dead out of the blue like this... Stepping around a tree he froze at the sight before him. A large tree stood about twenty feet from where Sanji stood, and no one could get near it, separating them and the tree; where Sanji could plainly see Roger was leaning against, his pale face seeming to be trying to melt into the bark of the said tree as his face pressed against it, face frozen in a silent scream, eyes hollow and full of terror, the large crack in the earth seemed to mock him. It was at least eight feet wide, to far for anyone to jump; so how in the hell did Roger get over there? Sanji began to look around, inspecting every little clue he could find and when he spotted a large boot print he followed it and found a small path hidden to the right that no one seemed to have found. He stopped and looked around, now that he thought about it, no one had addressed him since he arrived on scene, he looked back as the rest of the unit kept on about its business. It seemed as if no one had even noticed he was there, frowning, Sanji thought it odd but let it slip for the time being...Shrugging he stuck a cigarette between his lips and lit it, taking a long drag he held it there and put his hands in his pockets. Heaving a sigh he began to walk the small path watching his surrounding as the trees grew thicker. He frowned as the path seemed to be getting more and more narrow til it finally opened up and made the blonds mouth drop open in shock, the nicotine stick hitting the ground forgotten. In front of him stood a tall building, a mansion if you will, large stained glass windows decorated the front, a large double door that looked to be made of beautiful oak stood proud against the Grey stone that the mansion was made of. But the more Sanji stared the more it began to look like a castle of sorts. He looked down as his foot hit something making a light 'tapping' noise and frowned when he spotted Roger's ID tag, picking it up he looked back to see if any of his force had followed him and saw, with much confusion, that the path he had followed to get here was now gone as if it had never existed in the first place. Confused and more than a little agitated he again put his hands in his pockets and climbed the large stone steps towards the door and realized as he reached the top step that a large wooden porch wrapped around the front of the castle. Blinking and frowning more he followed it round til he found the other set of steps leading down the other end of the porch and frowned even deeper. The light coming from this side of the woods was yellow and looked almost as if it were bathed in a deep sunset, but what caught his attention more than anything was the movement in the grass, creatures he had only seen in fairy tales moved atop the dead leaves, a monkey with wings like the ones from Wizard of Oz, a black unicorn, little bouncing men that he would guess if he had to call them anything would be gnomes. He put a foot forward to go down the stairs and investigate when a strong hand clamped down on his shoulder. Spinning around he brought his right leg up ready to block whatever attack might be coming his way.

"You don't want to go down there, that's where all the lost stories go."

"L-lost stories, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Come inside and my master will explain."
"I'd like some answers first, hey you listening to me dammit?!"

The man didn't turn or even act as if he had heard Sanji he just stood there with his back to the blond waiting for Sanji to follow. Sanji blinked and looked at the man who had stopped him, he was dressed in a green Japanese style kimono, three swords were strapped to his hip allowing him to rest his arm on them. He was tall and rugged with thick corded muscles, tan skin. piercing dark eyes that held a hint of deadly intent behind them, three gold earrings and, Sanji blinked, Grass Green hair...He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked back towards the creatures as a roar rang out across the grounds, his insides twisted as the winged monkey suddenly jumped on top of one of the little men and began to rip the poor smaller creature apart. Sanji covered his ears as high pitched screams came from the slighter being as he was pulled apart limb by limb, blood painting the golden leaves around them til finally its aggressor put it out of it's misery by biting down on it's head and killing it. Sanji turned back to the man as he spoke again. His back still to Sanji.

"To go there, into the Lost Realm, would mean certain death. Please, this way. My master waits."

Sanji nodded and slowly followed the swordsman as if on auto pilot as the larger man led the way into the castle. At the doors Sanji stopped as he saw the red suit decorated with black straps and buttons that could belong to none other than Roger, he stopped for a moment to inspect the discarded suit and felt his interest peak as he pulled out his partners wallet. Looking inside he saw a picture of Roger's son, Ace and frowned, things still made no sense and he doubted they really would for a while. He straightened his back and squared his shoulders ready to get some answers, looking back towards the stained windows before he followed the swordsman inside but as they entered the main hall Sanji felt his shoulders sink again, he felt insignificant and small. The ceilings were tall, unimaginably so and everything was a pristine white tile that looked as if dirt did not exist in this place. He blinked as, looking around, he noticed that there was no light source and no windows...but what would the stained windows outside be there for? Not only that, with no light source why was it so bright inside the huge building. There were no lamps, no chandeliers, no candles. Just pure white tile covering everything. Sanji was now more confused than ever and felt like smoking a pack and a half of cigarettes to try to wake up from the dream he was having. But as he pinched his arm to convince himself that it wasn't a dream he could do nothing more than shake his head as he decided it would be best to follow the other man til he could meet this 'Master' and get some answers.