So this is going to be my first chapter story, yay! Comments and reviews are going to be really helpful with my writing so feel free to do so. I will just warn you that I probably won't be consistant at all in my updating, so I apoligize ahead of time if I take forever to update.

I do not own One Piece or any of it's chracters. I also got the name for the story from one of the openings for One Piece, so I don't own that either. The plot and the OC's are the only thing I own.

Prologue

"I've got a few minutes," she said to herself as she looked at her watch. It read 1:02 pm, and the movie didn't start until 1:30.

She made her way out of the theatre and started walking towards the book store that was right next door. As she reached the alley that divided the two buildings, she stopped. A bright light had shone from the other end of the alley.

The light was like nothing she had ever seen before. Even though the sun was still high in the sky, the light was stronger. It was so unnatural that it was practically hypnotizing, and she found herself moving toward it.

She followed down the alley in almost a trance, wanting to know what gave off that brilliant light.

Of all the people around, only she seemed to really notice it. Maybe it was because she was always searching for a light in this world, for hope. Whatever the reason, she alone walked down the alley.

As she was about to reach the corner, at the opposite end of the alley from where she started, she was snapped out of her trance.

She hid at the corner and listened to voices she hadn't noticed before.

"You better be right this time," a voice threatened, "Who knows what's a gonna happen to you if it's not."

"Why are you threatening me? It's not like I can tell what worlds they're in!" a voice of an almost adult boy explained. He didn't sound scared of the other voice.

"We didn't ask for your opinion now, did we?" said a different voice than the first, which was followed by what sounded like a hit to the stomach.

It was then that she found herself scraping her hands and knees against the pavement.

She looked to her right and saw the three people she had overheard.

One was a short, but extremely muscular, dark skinned man around his thirties. He wore a white workout shirt, black baggy pants that seemed a few sizes to long, and a white tuque that covered his eyes.

The second was a man of normal height. It was obvious this man was just skin and bones from the way his jacket and jeans hung on his body. He was maybe 27, give or take a couple years, with dirty, red hair.

Last was the almost adult boy. He looked like an average guy who had just finished high school, if he took a bath, that is. His clothes looked wet and stained, and stuck to his skin, while his brown hair hung in greasy strands. From the way he was up against the wall, it looked like the other two had been ganging up on him. Now they were all staring at her.

What she found behind them was the source of the light. It seemed to be a rip in the background. The edges of the rip was where the amazing light shone from, but it was dimmer than before. The weirdest thing of all was that inside the rip was completely different than anything. What looked like the inside of an abandoned jail house was the image inside the rip. It looked so real that she could have sworn that she could walk right into it.

After a few seconds she took her eyes away from the scene, and towards where she used to be standing. There she found the owner of the hand that pushed her.

This man that was now standing behind her towered over her. He was fairly thick, had short black hair, and his jean jacket and pants had unnatural rips in them.

"Well now, look what we got here boys," he said.

"An eavesdropper, eh?" the skinny man stated more than asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"What's we gonna do with this one, Brock?" the short one asked as he made a fist and punched his other hand.

"Nothing like that this time boys," said Brock, "I plan to keep this one. She just might be the answer to our problem."

The "boys" seemed to clue into what Brock was saying, and suddenly had sly smiles on their lips.

The fear that she had felt growing stronger and stronger was now mixed with panic. Her eyes searched everywhere for a way to escape as they surrounded her.

"No!" shouted the greasy boy they had all but forgotten about. "I mean, you don't need her," this he said more calmly, "She'll only slow you down. She–"

"Shut up!" Brock ordered, "You have no say!"

The boy then started to run forward to help the surrounded girl, but was knocked back by an invisible force. Before she knew it, they had knocked her unconscious.

Feeling satisfied, Brock threw the girl over her shoulder and started to move toward the rip.

"Did you find it, Boss?" asked the red head.

Brock continued walking. Without looking back he simply answered, "No."

Brock then had reached the rip and walked right into it, with the "boys" close behind. Last was the almost adult boy, who let out a sigh as he followed the other three. The second that he was completely inside the rip, he turned around, raised a hand, and it vanished without a trace.

Yep! So that's the Prologue! It was going to be longer but I then realised "Hey, this part could be a separate chapter on it's own!" No Strawhats yet, but there will be in the next chapter. Please Review. XD