Hi everyone! This is my first One Piece fanfic ever! Yay! Okay, moving on. Read and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfics, I would be writing the storyline...

"talking" , thoughts , singing

White clouds dotted a perfect blue sky above the ever-moving waters of the sea. A breeze blew across the waves, dispersing a sense of peace. But if you looked farther, the horizon suddenly became a gloomy wall of fog. Even the early morning dawn did not penetrate the dense mist.

"Where the hell did all this come from?"

"How should I know? Idiot cook…"

"How should you know? It was your watch you shit swordsman! You fell asleep again didn't you?"

A ship had entered the mysterious haze over the ocean, and two people were standing out on deck shouting at each other.

One had bright jade hair, three gold earrings on one ear, and three swords sheathed at his waist. White shirt, green sash, and dark dark green pants with black boots made up his wardrobe. His name was Zolo, first mate on the Merry Go and aiming to be the best swordsman in the world.

The other was the ship's cook, Sanji. Complete with black suit and cigarette, he stood glaring at Zolo from under the blond hair that fell in his face.

And this is where an adventure of a lifetime would begin.

"I didn't fall asleep!" I yelled, earrings jangling. "That fog wasn't there two seconds ago!"

"Well, I guess that's why they call it the Grand Line! Because it's unpredictable." The idiot cook turned back towards the kitchen. "I don't have time for this. We all know what happens when Luffy wakes up and breakfast isn't ready."

I winced inwardly. That was one thing I never wanted to witness again. Fuming, I watched as the cook walked across the deck. Then I heard it.

"Sanji, wait." Names were never used, usually an insult sufficed. Names were reserved for serious situations.

"What?" The cook was standing next to me now.

"Can you hear that?"

"I can hear your mouth running, idiot-"

"Shh."

Leaning over the railing, I strained my ears for the sound. Suddenly, it became clear as day. Someone, a girl by the sounds of it, was singing.

It was a clean, pure sound, tinged with sadness. It echoed across the water, cutting through the fog. I stood as still as possible, listening as the words became clear.

I sing to life, and to it's tragic beauty.

To pain and to strife, and all that dances through me.

The rise and the fall, I've lived through it all.

The song then broke off into a language that I couldn't understood.

"What the hell?" I muttered.

"That poor girl!"

I glanced over to see the cook swooning at the unknown voice, all heart eyes and goofy grins.

"What could make such a sweet voice sing with such sadness? It's my duty as a man to rescue this poor maiden, this guardian of song – Ouch!"

"Get a grip." I said, uncurling my fist. The idiot rubbed the back of his head.

"Shit swordsman…" He muttered.

"Sanji! Sanji, I want breakfast! Where are you?"

Groaning inwardly, I turned to see my captain bounding towards us, childish grin and straw hat already in place.

"Zolo, what's up with this fog?" Luffy bounced over us and landed on the figure head of the ship. "It looks like pea soup!"

"That's impossible. I looked over all the charts. There shouldn't be any fog out here. The weather and our location are totally against it." I turned to find that Nami had joined us. Damn devil woman.

"Are you sure Nami?" Luffy climbed back on deck, staring at the navigator with his wide-eyed look.

"Positive. In fact today should have been perfect weather." Nami tucked a strand of orange hair behind her ear.

I sighed and turned back to the railing. Women were so unreliable, though with Nami it was hard to tell when she really didn't have a clue or when she was manipulating you.

Hmph. Doesn't matter anyway.

"Sanji! Come on! I want breakfast!" Luffy tugged the cook back towards the kitchen.

"Hang on a second Luffy. We have to find that girl and rescue her!" Sanji brushed Luffy away. The rubber boy tilted his head.

"What girl?"

Any further conversation was cut off by a sudden gust of wind. I blindly grabbed the railing, closing my eyes against the sting of the wind.

What the hell?

For a moment, the wind swirled, clearing away the fog. I cracked them open and stared.

Right in front of us was a huge ship. A pirate flag waved at the top but the sails weren't open. In fact, it looked like no one was even on the ship. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck prickling. Death had visited this place. It was a ghost ship.

Until I saw her.

Standing on the railing at the bow was a girl. She looked like she was my age, at most. Long brown hair framed her pale face. Even though she was wearing nothing more than rags, she stood with the authority of royalty. Blue eyes seemed to pierce everything she surveyed. She stood glaring at us, taking in every detail of the people assembled below her. Then her gaze traveled the rest of the ship, finally stopping on the Jolly Roger on the sails. She looked back to us and suddenly looked straight at me.

We stood studying each other, both trying to figure out if the other was a threat. I could have sworn I saw a trace of fear in her cold blue eyes, but she was too far away to tell. Stepping down from the railing, she turned and ran.

"Wait!" Sanji must have regained his voice, no doubt blaming it on the breathtaking beauty of the girl.

Wow… I've been listening to the crap-cook too much if I'm thinking these thoughts.

"Forget it. She already left. Probably to tell the captain they've got visitors." Nami said, glaring at the cook.

"No." I felt all their eyes on me but I kept speaking without really knowing why. "There's no one else on that ship."

"How can you know that?" The navigator now rounded on me.

"Because death has been here." Silence met this statement, but I continued. "My guess is that they came across other pirates and she's the only survivor of her crew."

"What are we waiting for? We have to rescue her!" The love cook was just about ready to jump overboard.

"Hang on. We don't know anything about this. Maybe there really is a crew and their waiting for us to let our guard down." Nami snapped.

"If this isn't letting our guard down I don't know what is." I pointed out. Nami opened her mouth to argue but was cut off.

"I agree with Zolo and Sanji." Luffy grinned. "Let's go rescue her!"

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