Guide-

"For thoughts"

For actions and Zanpakuto calling

[Location, POV]

Disclaimer: Don't own One Piece just the OCs sadly.

Chapter 1: What the Hell!

XxxxX

[Annapolis Maryland, Michael's POV]

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Damn

I sat up to the annoying beep of my alarm, resetting the timer I stand up and walk to the mirror to check my appearance. I scowl at myself, my Cold steel eyes piercing through me like paper, my disheveled onyx hair reaching just above my eyes. I flex my muscle scanning over my tall and thin but decently muscular frame, my 4 pack tightening my skin. I trace the tattoo below my left eye, a gray serpent going down to my chin, then I trace the tattoo on my right arm recognizing it as Scar's Alchemic arm.

Turning around I grab the nearest set of clothing and check the calendar, "Saturday, I've got kendo later". I was always a quick learner being both gifted and cursed with perfect photographic memory. I could see and learn virtually anything it's what made me so smart memorizing textbooks and equations, the same applied to kendo scanning movements with my dead eyes.

Since most people don't like me because of how I am I can barely stay in one home for more than a couple weeks, though I've been here longer than usual. Debating whether or not to get some time on One Piece or exercise, I sit at the computer feeling today is just one of those lazy days. Starting the most recent episode at Fishman Island, "Wish I could join it would be awesome just meeting luffy let alone his cr-", only to be cut off by a call.

"Michael breakfast is ready come on down", I recognize the call as my current stepsister Alice.

"OK be there in a minute" I call in my normal cold voice. Slipping on a white t-shirt and gray combat leggings, I slip out my door and down the stairs, looking to my left I stare at my current family for a moment. Alice's hazel eyes locked onto to me with what seemed like pity, she's about 9 years old but is a very kind and caring person. I continue scanning over her small, thin figure and her blond hair, finished I sit at my respective seat across from my current father. Deafening silence ensues after my awkward appearance until my 'Father' asks me.

"So Michael what are you doing today?" He asked of genuine curiosity.

"I have kendo later other than that there is nothing" I deadpanned my steel eyes boring holes into him.

"Why don't you hang out with your friends?" He asked, he had read my files and felt sad just thinking about my life thus far, I wanted solitude but he wanted me to have friends.

"What friends?" I deadpanned but not without lacing in a bit of sorrow accidentally, making his 'Father' flinch at the tone.

Instantly regretting what I said I decide it best to leave right now before it gets any worse "Excuse me but I am not hungry this morning I'll be in my room." I stood up and left, walking as quickly as possible up the stairs into my room.

I sat on my bed until I remembered what I was doing earlier. Standing up I walk to my computer and start the episode again.

Eiichiro Oda's masterpiece was one of the few things that remained constant for me. Mainly because it relayed hope for a better life but for me it was an escape albeit temporary it actually made me smile. Luffy's and the crews antics, the will to fight for there dream, it was truly admirable to see how they all had there dream to achieve. Although I had never truly had a dream since becoming an orphan, I wished strongly that I could be there to protect luffy and the crew through the hardships that damaged them permanently. Luffy's brother, Zoro taking Luffy's pain, Igarams sacrifice, etc. I would willingly take it all on myself if I could only be there.

Lost in my musing I didn't even realize the screen had gone black and tendrils were crawling out of the screen until it had engulfed my waist and right arm. Eyes shooting open he realized what was happening," Damn how the hell did I not notice this."

The tendrils now engulfing everything but my left arm and head I continued to struggle in vain as it covered I arm and neck. The last thing I saw was eerie black spreading across my vision; "Shit this sucks." was his last thought as unconsciousness claimed him.

XxxxX

Where Am I?

Why can't I move?

I was somewhere, but at the same time nowhere. Complete darkness felt as though it was piercing me, "Maybe I'm dead or som-". He was cut off when a horrible pain shot through my abdomen. It felt like hours but it stopped, I wanted to reach the spot of the pain but was paralyzed, at mercy of this unknown force. Suddenly I saw I small barely noticeable light I reached with everything in and I felt the light growing. Until suddenly I could see everything, everything was blurred and my back hurt like hell but I was alive.

Surveying my surroundings barely able to open my eyes the last thing I saw was a noticeable patch…

…Of blue?