Lovenotes From the One Piece Afterlife
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece and probably never will
Dedicated to and inspired by: My best friend who is the true avid fan of One Piece and really need to get a man from that world!
Sorry bout the boringness in the beginning though.
Chapter 1
Luffy jumped all over the place before falling flat on his face once that mysterious letter that floated out of nowhere, smashed into his face. The rest of the crew deadpanned as he struggled to get it off.
"Here! Stop fooling around already!" Nami ripped the paper from his face and stuck it in his hand instead.
Hmm, the letter was addressed to him, better read it.
Dear Luffy,
Hey what's up? How are you really? I really wish I could be with you right now. Things in life just seems to be going downhill lately. Ok, it seems minor but my boring teenage life sucks. It sucks from every angle, from my boring over generic name to my stupid weight! Oh, that cute guy I like in my spanish class? Yeah turns out he has a girlfriend, who's in one of my other classes. Wonderful. Yea I'm putting sarcasm on paper alright. And you know what? He just bummed me out so damn badly! When I went to hug him the other day for his birthday, I hugged him. I hugged him and that was it. No he didn't bother to hug back, he tried to 'bro hug' back. BRO HUG! He can't be serious. That's why I wish more guys were like you, funny, welcoming and just happy. It really does suck that you're not right here with me when I need you so much.
Love
Sarah (yeah see, boring name, but my friends call me Ket, phew)
Meanwhile, a teenager girl wrote away her worries. She was afterall writing a love letter to her favorite anime/manga character of all time, even if he never could read it. But hearing the shouts from her mom to go out and buy grocery from the near by supermarket, she set her pen down and put the letter in the quaint wood box she bought at the flea market months ago along with the other letters she had written before. So when she set out on her bike, she never realized that the letter disappeared with a flash or that the car coming from the other street wouldn't stop at the traffic light.
The man was drunk and angry at the world, angry at his girlfriend for leaving him. Angry enough to drink bottles of rum and vodka. Angry enough to speed up on a local street as if no one was there. The only problem was that there was someone on the street, but it was someone he couldn't see with the buzz in his head. He had only realized that he hit something, someone, when a mangled up bike crashed into this front windshield and he could see a bloody mess from his rear-view mirror.
A crowd gathered, shocked.
"CALL 911" someone screamed in the crowd.
In the middle of the crowd, the drunken man stood bent over a girl's bloodied body. The girl's once white tanktop and jean shorts were deeply stained with blood and the mass of curly golden brown hair on top of her head was matted with blood as well. Her car bashed body was a horrible sight of blood with her arms and left leg twisted at odd angles, obviously broken from the impact of the car crashing into her at 60 perhaps even 70 or 80 miles per hour despite the 40 miles per hour speed limit on that street. The drunk by her side who had crashed into her could only babble profusely in fear and shock but with the hold of several men from the crowd he couldn't run and hide from what he had caused.
A couple of the elderly women were standing by the girl's side, trying in anyway to stop the bleeding from her multiple wounds in hopes of keeping her alive but it was all in vain as they were certainly not any medical personel at all. In only 10 minutes the ambulance had arrived and the girl was hauled into the back of the ambulance, and the car speed away toward the nearest hospital. Police cars remained behind to arrest the drunk who had caused the terrible accident in the first place. But as the girl was transferred into a stretcher and into the operating room in order to stop her internal bleeding from the crash, it became blindingly obvious to even the most skilled surgeon in the operating room that the chances of survival for the young teen was a chance that didn't exist at all.
Outside the room only moments later, other families, patients, and workers in the hospital all heard and felt the anguished cries of the girl's mother as one of the surgeon broke the news to her that her daughter had not survived. The multiple bone injuries and internal bleeding along with the injuries done to her head and brain were beyond what the skills pf the doctors and machine of the hospital could fix. The only thing for the teen's family to do now was to plan a funeral in memory of the loving girl they lost.
Sarah herself drifted in and out a zone of light. She couldn't see anything or hear anything and the last distinct feeling she had was of hands tugging on her and the last noise she heard was the shouts of others asking for medical tools and the last smell she smelt was of blood and disinfectant. Beyond those, she knew nothing off.
Am I dead? She realized she was. Sarah could only smile grimly as she wished a farewell to her mother and younger sibling, I hope they can live through life without me, I wish that everyone will. So this is what heaven was she thought, this is the afterlife.
It was a grim thought for her. Never did she imagine this darkness, and what happened to that whole life flashing by you thing? She couldn't even enjoy reliving her happy memories.
Sarah could only laugh at herself for not being more careful and done more in her life. No more writing anything or fooling around in class or sleeping in class or baking chocolate cake whenever. Afterlife is depressing. And why did I ever think my afterlife would be filled with One Piece wonders? She laughed again, for ever thinking that the afterlife for her could mean One Piece wonders. Or when she first got hooked to the manga, thinking that death meant transferring over to the One Piece world. I must've been a crazy child! So enveloped in her delirious thoughts, she never even notice strange multicolor light enveloping her.
~TBC
~LLL
Alright...1st chap, phew. Now go review away! Please?
