Kiteria: Heyo peeps! Here's another One Piece fic.

Summary: Running was the thing Trinity knew best aside from music. But when she's suddenly pulled into the anime world and is saved by someone that's suppose to be dead, she doesn't know what to make of things anymore. Given the chance at a new life, how will she react when runs into a certain red-haired Supernova? Will she continue to run, or will she listen to the music within her heart and become her Captain's musician?

Cars whizzed by and the sounds of the city filled the ears of a woman with teal colored hair as she walked down the sidewalk. The people milling about were dressed in business suits or everyday clothes, but all of them seemed to have a set place in mind of where they needed to be. Light-blue eyes glanced up at the sky and saw that the sun was slowly sinking towards the horizon and the woman sighed as she realized she needed to hurry or she'd be late, something she knew her boss wouldn't be too happy with. The black building on the corner of Coleen's Street and Summer's Avenue came into view and she felt a smile tugging at her lips as she crossed the street and slipped inside. She hadn't allowed herself to really get attached to anyone or anything considering the things she'd done, but when she first came to the small city, she couldn't help but get attached to the club-like bar and those who worked inside. She wouldn't say she was friends with any of them, but she liked them more than she did other people.

Light-blue eyes glanced around as the woman headed towards the backroom of the bar. The lights were cut on, but only enough so someone could see where they were going and not run into anything. The chairs were still stacked up on the tables, and there were a few glasses of beer on the bar from last night that the other bartender had forgotten to get before leaving. The woman shook her head and made a small list of the things that needed to be done before they could open for the night as she closed the door of the backroom behind her and started to get changed. She pulled off her black skinny jeans, black and white checkered belt, and white Black Veil Brides shirt before changing into the black and purple corset, black frilled skirt with red trim along the bottom that stopped a few inches past her hips, red and black stripped leggings, and spiked choker before tossing the bag with her street clothes and iPod in her locker, then headed back into the main room just in time to see David come out of his office.

"Trinity! Thank God you're here girl, I have a feeling that tonight is going to be one hell of a night. I hope you're ready for it."

He said and put his hands on his hips, making Trinity smile slightly.

"Of course I am David, aren't I always?"

She asked him as she took in his appearance for tonight. His hair was it's usual spiky black self and he had the same four piercings in his left ear and two in his right that he ways had, but it was his outfit of choice for tonight that made her do a double-take. Dark red jeans that looked like they were cutting off the circulation to his entire lower half, rainbow colored studded belt hanging off his hips, and a black dress shirt with the top three buttons undone, exposing the pale, toned skin beneath. Trinity wasn't sure how, but he managed to pull it off. That was one thing about David she just couldn't understand, the man could quite literally pull off anything he chose to wear. She remembered the time he'd walked in wearing what she could have sworn was a trash bag he'd cut a couple holes into to turn it into a shirt and neon green skinny jeans with a black studded belt hanging from his waist. He'd had all the girls fighting with each other to try and get his attention when the bar opened up. She would have been annoyed that her boss was flirting with women and not doing his job as bouncer except for one important fact, David liked men. She'd found that out after about a week of working for him. He and the new bartender she was training alongside had both gone missing and when she went to the storage room to get more booze for the patrons, she found David and the new bartender making out in the corner of the room. After that, David couldn't stay in the closet around her, but to every one of their patrons, David was just a hot, single thirty-three year old bar owner.

"You open up and I'll set everything else up, okay Dave?"

Trinity asked and only got a nod of understanding from her boss before he walked outside. she started taking down chairs and told Mei to adjust the lights and got Lex to set up the DJ's station when she saw them walk in. David's bar was actually a club, but it was practically a home for those who worked there.

"Alright, Bleeding Mary is open for business."

David said as he walked back into the building. Trinity glanced towards the door one last time before jumping over the bar and taking her place behind it. She saw Mei's blonde figure take a seat at one of the stools on the other side of the bar and smiled at her. The blonde was in an outfit much like her own, but her corset had lace and frills, and where the colors Trinity wore were black, red, and purple, Mei wore white, pink, and peach. Trinity didn't consider Mei her friend, but knew she could count on her to do her job and not take any shit. That was another thing those working at Bleeding Mary had in common, none of them took crap from anyone and they could all handle themselves if there was ever a need.

"Let's see what kind of nocturnal animals we get in here tonight!"

David called out before he flipped the switch by the door and the bleeding, blood-red neon sign on the outside of the building flickered to life. Trinity could hear it buzzing from her place behind the bar and couldn't help the smile that crawled onto her face as she got into work mode and waited for the first wave of people.

The swaying to the music, drinks being thrown back or spilt on the floor as people danced, strobe lights changing the color of the room and casting different shadows along the walls, and the steady sound of Lex's state of the art sound system filling the building with all kinds of music was what Trinity saw as she served another drink to one of the people at the bar. It had been hectic for a while earlier in the night, but as the night stretched on, things calmed down and now it was almost like they didn't need her to be here since Thomas-the bartender David had been making out with her first week there-had shown up to work.

"Rin!"

David's voice called out over the music and Trinity turned to look at her boss as he appeared in front of the bar.

"Why don't you go on home girl? We've got everything covered here."

He said and she opened her mouth to complain, but he cut her off.

"I don't wanna hear any lip from you, you've been working too much lately and this is my way of giving you a vacation."

He said with a wink and Trinity couldn't help but smile at her boss before relenting and heading for the backroom after giving the drink she'd been preparing to the one who ordered it. She quickly changed out of her work clothes and back into her street ones before glancing at her reflection in the mirror. Teal colored hair cut short around her face, not even passing her shoulders except for her bangs on either side of her face. They extended down to the top of her breasts and had black mixed in with the teal. Several people always asked if she dyed her hair and when she told them it was natural they didn't believe her, but she didn't care.

"I'm out Dave!"

Trinity called to David who waved goodbye as she weaved through the people in the club and slipped outside. The music from the bar could be heard from outside, but she ignored it and fished her iPod out of her bag and set it on shuffle before putting the ear buds in her ears, then slipped it in her back pocket. Once the world around her had been effectively drowned out by the screams of Asking Alexandria, she started walking home. It was weird to say that since the last time she'd actually had a home was when she was five. It had just been her and her sister, but because people didn't accept those different from themselves her sister had been killed and something inside Trinity just snapped and she killed everyone in the town they'd lived in. Once she'd calmed down and realized what she'd done, she ran. She'd been running ever since.

Trinity stopped a few houses down from her own as she felt her powers crawling beneath her skin, that itself was a sign that something wasn't right. They had always been good at telling when danger was present and she had learned to listen to them after getting surrounded by a bunch of street thugs whose territory she'd crossed. Wound up with a couple of really pretty scars thanks to that, though none of them really walked away once she'd snapped. It was a strange sensation whenever she snapped, it was like she changed into a completely different person and once she changed back, she couldn't remember anything she'd done as her other self. It had happened a couple of times in the bar when one of the patrons got a little too drunk and got way too handsie. David and them called her other half 'Black Rose' and she had to admit, she liked it and it fit her other half perfectly.

"Why are the police here mommy?"

She heard someone ask a few feet away and turned to see a little boy around six years old standing with his mother. She shook her head and told him she didn't know. She might not know, but Trinity had a pretty good idea. Moving the bushes aside so she could peer out, she frowned as she saw police kicking at her backdoor, trying to get inside her house. She glared at them and dug her nails into the palm of her hand when she saw them finally manage to kick her steel, storm-proof door off it's hinges and run inside.

'Note to self, next time get police-proof doors.'

She thought as she watched them go from room to room inside her house. She could hear them smashing things as they went and through the window of the living room, she could see them tearing up her furniture.

'How the hell am I going to fit inside a couch you dumbasses? I may be a witch, but not that kind of-'

She cut off her mental insults when she saw one of the policemen pull something out from under his bulletproof vest and slip it inside the cushion of the couch, then called out to the others, holding it up like he'd just found it.

'You fucking asshole! I may have been a drug addict in the past but I've been clean for ten years! The hell if I'm going to jail for drugs.'

She thought angrily and could feel her powers coiling just beneath the surface of her skin, waiting for the chance to attack and kill. She was half tempted to storm in there, call the one who planted the drugs out, then kill them all, but she really couldn't afford to add to the body count she had under her belt. Black Rose wasn't the only one who'd killed, Trinity was no saint, hell, she kind of enjoyed it since everyone wanted to kill her once they realized what she could do, but that didn't mean she needed to go in there and cause trouble. She wasn't sure how many there were and how many were armed. A witch she may be, invincible she was not.

She backed up quietly, staying crouched low so as not to be seen. She was almost to the sidewalk when a hand suddenly clamped down on her shoulder and before she could do anything about the one the hand belonged to, they called out.

"She's over here!"

Trinity snapped her head around to see who had just given away her position only to see it was a dark haired policeman.

'Dammit!'

She cursed her own inattentiveness before grabbing the dark-haired man's wrist and twisting it until she heard it snap, then pushed him away from her as she stood and took off. She could hear shouts and footsteps behind her, but she didn't look back. She didn't need to, she knew what she'd see if she did and she had no interest in seeing the judgmental looks from humans who thought they were doing something good by chasing her down.

"She went down Tucker's Street!"

One of them shouted as she turned down a street and she cursed as she skidded to a stop just before running into a line of officers with their guns pointed right at her.

"Come along quietly Rose, no one has to get hurt!"

The police captain called through the megaphone he held in his hand and Trinity rolled her eyes at him. If he hadn't wanted anyone to get hurt, he shouldn't have come after her. None of them should have.

"Just put your hands on your head and walk slowly towards us!"

He called and Trinity fought a smirk that was tugging at her lips as she slowly lifted her hands, acting like she was going to do as they said.

"Good, now place them on your head and-"

He said, but stopped and turned to his left where a couple of his men and their squad cars were being surrounded by purple-blue lights and lifted into the air.

"W-What the hell!?"

The police captain shouted and Trinity couldn't keep the smirk from practically splitting her face in half.

"You guys fucked with the wrong girl."

She said lowly and his head snapped in her direction and she could see it in his eyes. The disbelief. The shock. The fear. It was in the eyes of everyone who witnessed what she could do.

"W-What are you!?"

He shouted and lifted his gun, the barrel pointed at her, but it was shaking in his hands and she couldn't help the giggle that bubbled out of her throat.

"I'm a witch, bitch."

She said before flicking her wrist and made her spirits throw the squad cars and policemen towards the police captain before taking off running again. She could hear the commotion she'd made, the shouts and screams of pain, but ignored all of it and kept running. She could see the chain link fence cutting off the city from the bridge crossing the ocean and knew if she could just get past the fence she'd be good, but before she could get there, someone grabbed her from behind, put a cloth over her face and everything went black.

"...sure she won't wake up?"

A muffled voice asked and Trinity frowned as she tried to figure out what she was doing underwater, since that's what the voice sounded like. Like she was hearing it while her head was submerged in water.

"I'm sure, she'll be out the entire drive to the station."

A different voice said, this one less muffled and she realized they'd knocked her out.

"What do you think that was back there? All those purple-blue lights?"

The first voice asked and Trinity cracked an eye open to get a look at where she was and mentally groaned at the fact they'd cuffed her and managed to get her in the back of one of their squad cars.

'Dammit!'

She cursed before taking a deep breath to calm herself, panicking now would do nothing to help her current situation.

"I don't know, but the sooner we get across this bridge and to the station the better."

The second voice said and Trinity noticed it came from the same dark-haired policeman that had given away her position earlier.

'Bastard.'

She thought vehemently before she started fiddling with the handcuffs around her wrists. When she realized it would take more than the spirits she controlled to get them off she started thinking of ways to get out of the squad car they'd thrown her in. She looked up and saw the door wasn't locked and smiled like the devil himself had just promised her a full day of torturing the souls of the damned. The idiots thinking she'd be out the whole trip and making them think they had no need to lock the doors had just provided her with the exit she needed. The driver had said they were on the bridge, so if she could just jump out the door and avoid the other cars on the road, she should be able to get away.

"Hey, cut the radio on."

The dark-haired policeman said and Trinity smiled as the radio provided the perfect amount of noise that she needed to cover up the noise of her pulling the door handle and throwing open the door. She saw the dark-haired policeman look back at her, a look of complete shock on his face and she smirked at him before jumping out of the car and prepared to roll put of the way of any oncoming cars, what she hadn't been expecting was for there to be only air beneath her before gravity took over and started pulling her down towards the ocean below. She could hear thunder as she went under and cursed her luck as she swallowed some water on the way down. She fought against the current, kicking towards the surface and coughed when she broke through. She looked around and felt her eyes go wide at the storm overhead. Rain started pelting down on her and Trinity groaned as she started swimming towards the shore as best she could with her hands cuffed behind her back. The wind picked up and she could feel the currents pulling her back and cursed as a wave pushed her under for a bit before she resurfaced again. A flash of lightning had her freezing and looking towards the sky again, only to see lightning shoot out from the storm clouds above and strike the water a couple of feet from her. She expected to get shocked, instead she watched as a whirlpool started to appear in the water and the water started to pull her towards it.

'Shit!'

She cursed before kicking violently against the current to try and get away, but another wave pushed her down and when she resurfaced again she could feel herself being pulled into the whirlpool and being forced to follow the round and round motion of the current constantly heading towards the center. Trinity wasn't one to fear death, but she didn't expect hers to come so soon. Another wave pushed her beneath the water and she didn't have time to hold her breath. She gasped as water continued to fill her lungs and her sight went black for the second time that day.