I came back and edited this, because someone said it was horrible. Well I must say if your reading again, there were no spelling mistakes in the first sentence. Unlike your review, ahem. To new readers, if this chapter doesn't make sence with later chapters it's because I rewrote it and yes, I plan to rewrite all the others too.


Two years ago, the most amazing thing happened to me, first I think I'll tell you who I am. My name is Jennifer, I have no last name since I was unadopted from my family. I am nineteen, just last thursday...I think it's diffucult to keep track of time here. Where is here you ask. The Insane Asylum.

I suppose that my story is unbelievable, but I assure you it is true. You won't believe me if I tell you, but I suppose it's all I have left. Having lost my dreams, my family, and my mind according to the doctors here.

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"Jen! Hurry up, we don't have all day!" I turned around annoyed, I was trying to get ready for my ex-boyfriends wedding. His wedding to a girl I hate, never the mind I'm still in love with him. "I'm going as fast as I can!" Yelled hoping he would hear the dread in my voice. I was silent for awhile and I wondered if I had been left alone. "Can I come in?" My friend Ronnie asked as he knocked on the door. "No! Closet Pervert, I'm getting dressed."

"Can I just go ahead without you?" I surpressed the urge to proclaim love for him and and finished adjusting the right strap of my dress. "Yeah go ahead, I'll catch up." Sighing, because he knows I'll skip out if nobody makes me go, I listened to him pick up his camera bag. He doesn't really know the bride or groom but I recommended him as a photographer. "Right, See you there then." 'Yeah right,' I thought, 'why in the world they think I would actualy go is beyond me, and I am NOT bitter. Sure the bride stole my boyfriend from me, but please I didn't even like him like that anymore. Really.' I began to peel the too tight dress off my body.

I changed into something more appropriate, and made my way to the lab. Ronnie, who owns the house I'm in, has a sister whose into creating bombs. Kind of a dangerous hobbie but it's interesting and whatever floats her boat. You may be wondering how a eighteen year old can afford a bomb creating lab, he inherited his great-grandmothers fortune. The reason I'm in his house, my parents are taking a long awaited cruise, so instead of staying all lonesome I begged Ronnie to let me stay with him.

So I made my way to the basement, where the lab is located I mean she's making bombs down there. While gathering together necessary safety items and the ingredients I'd need for a smoke bomb, I let my mind wonder mainly to the wedding I chose to blow off in a matter of two seconds. Even though I was angry at them both, the groom for leaving me for a slut and the slut for stealing my man, I knew it was for the best. Brian, the ex, was a jerk, none of my friends liked him, and he was rude.

Looking down I caught the powder I was currently pouring into a steel bowl, from overflowing. "Oh, sugar." I shouted, and jumped to the side though I was really not in any danger, until I knocked over an X-marked bottle. While watching it bubble I thought about how cliche' this was, and brodded whether or not too do something. I began to feel dissy and randomly admired what at the time seemed like a new color I had created.

That's the last thing I remember doing, smiling at my new color, then -BOOM- I hit the cold hard floor.

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When I woke up I was still on a hard floor, but it was warm and blinking my eyes open I say crates piled up around me. I could hear alot of noise coming from outside a door that was infront of me. Faintly wondering if I was dreaming, and then turning away that idea because you never think your dreaming when your dreaming, I tried to pull myself up. My legs felt like jelly and I bite my lip trying to ignore the splitter I just got from the crates.

"Luffy Out!" A man's voice yelled, then he coughed. I was slightly unerverd and I thought about the possiblityof having been kidnapped. Ronnie has enemy's, finding out your favortie, rich, Aunt had left everything to her great grandson, upset many relatives. Maybe they thought I was a girlfriend or his one of his sisters.

"But Sanji, I'm hungry." Another, younger sounding, voice whined. That last voice was another male, but could have been a rough voiced girl. The whinning was gender decieving. I heard what sounded like rubber snapping, and heaved myself completely up. I reached for the doornob but froze when heavy footsteps made their way near me. Mummbling was coming from whoever it was, something about being slave-driven, and a plea to God for sleep.

The door opened and there stood the tallest man I have ever seen, but besides that he looked surprised. Then he got on one knee and recited what must be poetry, that made my head hurt and the dizzy feeling returned. I swayed a bit which seemed to startle the man, for he started proclaiming love and something about how the mere sound of his voice makes me swoon with love.

I was relieved but at the same time my head-ache increased, when a red-headed woman fisted the man in the side of the head, knocking him to the ground. "Who are you?" She demanded with an equaly confused expression on her face. She sounded familiar to me, like along lost friend, but I couldn't recall ever seeing her before.

I tried to open my mouth but nothing came out I was flabbergasted by everything an my head-ache only became worse. What I believe was symathy glistened in her hazel eyes, as she gently took my arm and sat me at a table. "Be right back, so don't move." She exited out a door to the right, leaving me behind. The man, who I noticed had a head of golden locks, lifted himself off the ground. He smiled at me, and took a few steps to my side.

"What's your name?" I asked, feeling rude when I noticed he was about to say something but I wanted to be friendly. "Sanji but you can call me lover." He struck a pose, but was the floor jerked, he was thrown off balenceand into a counter the was behind him. "Dammit." He muttered, picking up a glass he had knocked over. I noticed my surroundings and determined that I must me in a kitchen of some sort, but consintrating on more important issues I asked the blonde haired man what that had been all about.

He looked at me oodly, befor eswitching back to his love-lorn face, he stated simply "We're on a ship." At that time the door swung back open and the red haired girl, plus many others entered the room and took seats at the table. At the head, opposite of me, there was a boy with a mop of black hair that a straw hat was firmly tugged over. On his right was a green haired, and evil looking if I might add, lookin man, next to him was a reindeer the size of a large teddy bear, he was also standing on two feet and had a blue nose but my head-ache was demanding I ignore him.

Next to him was another man with a long nose and fat lips, who was also next to me. On the left of Straw-hat was the red-head, and next to her another woman of superior, maybe royal, looking stature. Sanji left my side for the stove. The boy with the hat grinned and asked for meat, earning him a smack to the side of his head from red-head.

The red-head, asked me my name and if I knew how I got here. "No, and Jen." I answered, taking a deep breath. "You think she came like the other one?" Asked the guy with the long nose. "I'm not sure, she's nicer then the last one and she seems to genuinly be confused, so I suppose they don't know each other." Sanji answered as he placed cups of tea infornt of the other ladies and myself. "What other one?" I asked timidly, wondering if I was welcome or if they were going to kill me.

"We're not sure," started the woman seated next to me, Sanji had squeezed between to two of them, "He left very quickly, after giving our swordsman some trouble." She nodded towards the man with green hair and i saw him sneer. "He wouldn't of gotten away if somebody didn't trip me." It was an accusation and while it sounded dangerous being growled from such a firece looking man, the woman merely nodded her head in ackowledgement.

I felt myself begin to sway a bit more, feeling desperate for fresh air. I jumped up and ran to the door, thinking nothing but that I might throw up. Stumbling out the door and onto a wooden deck, I gasped, when the blonde man had stated that I was on a ship, I never thought he ment in the ocean.


Much better then my first copy I believe. Review please.