A/N: Hey guys! So I finally got around to starting to edit. I'm not sure how long this will take seeing as right now I'm really focused on school and my art, so I won't have an exact update schedule. Sorry. Follow. Favorite. Review. Peace.

Disclaimer: Oda won't gimme. Sadly not mine.

Chapter 1: Valerie Has Arrived!

She sighed for the fifth time.

Writer's block.

She had the worst affliction that could ever take hold of a writer. For two weeks she'd stared at a blank word document on her laptop, hoping that the words would pour out of her like they usually did. But two weeks, and she couldn't even write a single word.

Two weeks ago she'd been able to update her fanfiction twice a day because she come up with to great ideas (at least in her opinion) and just couldn't wait to share them with her readers, who probably hated her now. Who wouldn't when they were used to their favorite story (again in her opinion) updating at least every other day? Hell she'd hate herself too if she was one of her readers, which technically she was.

And so today was just like the past thirteen: she'd sat on her bed after school, her glasses perched at the tip of her nose, staring through them at her computer in her 'OP-fanfic-inspiration-outfit' and willing the device to start producing words in the empty document.

Not an effing word.

She sighed again and rubbed the bridge of her nose, knocking her glasses off in the process. She closed the laptop down and set it and her glasses on her bedside table. "Guess I'll try again tomorrow." She muttered to herself as she clicked her light off. She yawn and snuggled down under her blanket. "Good thing I don't have homework today." She whispered before drifting off into darkness.

When she open her eyes again and sat up, she was confused when she didn't feel the warmth of her blanket or see the blurry reflection she got every morning from the mirror on top of her dresser. Instead she was surrounded by endless blue, and when she looked around she felt her hair floating around her head. 'If I didn't know any better I'd say I was underwater.' She thought. 'But that's impossible.' She licked her lips, a nervous habit of her, and tasted salt. 'Okay maybe not so impossible.'

Before she had a chance to freak out, something based over her head and blocked out the little light she had. She squeezed her eyes shut. 'Please don't be something that wants to eat me. Please not be something that wants to eat me!' She chanted in her head.

She cracked open an eye and tentatively glanced above her. Her fear evaporated into confusion. 'A yellow blob?' She thought as she opened her other eye to stare at the blurry oddity.

Inside said yellow lob, a pirate in white overalls and a hat with the word "Penguin" printed on it ran towards his captain's room. He knocked and said, "Captain we've detected something on the radar." Once he had permission , he walked into the plain room and shut the door. His captain sat at his desk reading with his familiar speckled hat, identical spotted pants, and yellow hoodie on.

The Heart Pirate captain turned toward his crewmate, showing of his slightly interested steel gray eyes and the dark circles around them. "What is it?" he asked. Penguin scratch the back of his head in slight embarrassment.

"We're not exactly sure, but we believe it's a person." Law's eyes widened a fraction.

'There's no way what they're detecting could be a human. we're nearly a thousand feet under water.' he thought. A frown marred his face. 'It could be a dead body.'

Seemin to guess his train of thought, Penguin added, "We checked the heat sensors. If it's a person, they're alive." LAw nodded absentmindedly.

"See if you can get us close enough to see it. I'll come down to the Control Room in a moment." Penguin raised his hand in a salute, said a 'Yes, sir!', and ran off to do as he was told. Law's trademark smirk crawled onto his face as the door shut.

'A person that can withstand this kind of water pressure might be worth my time.' he thought that got up to followed his perverted crewmate at a more subdued pace.

When he got there Penguin ran up to him, his hand to his forehand in salute and a perverted grin on his face. "Captain, we've confirmed that it is a person and it's," his grin widened. "a girl." Law nodded, already used to his crewmates perversion.

Law hummed in thought, wondering what to do. 'I could just bring her inside.'

"How close are we to her?" He asked. Penguin glanced at the radar, already catching on to what his captain was thinking.

"We're close enough for your 'Room' to reach her." Law nodded, and held his hand off. A spinning blue ring appeared beneath it.

"Room." The ring shifted into a sphere then expanded to envelope the yellow submarine and the girl outside it. "Shambles."

The girl appeared before him and Law looked her over.

She had unnatural white hair that clung to her wet unblemished caramel skin. She wore a red tank-top which, oddly enough, had the Heart Pirate jolly roger on it, and jean shorts that were speckled in the same manner as his own. Her feet were bare and there was a growing puddle of underneath her.

The girl's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, eyebrows that unlike her hair were black, and she glared at Law. "Who the hell are you and how the fuck did I get in here?" She asked rudely. Law restrained himself from killing the insolent girl. If he thought about it rationally, anyone would be afraid when they suddenly appeared somewhere they didn't know, surrounded by equally unknown people. This girl was simply letting out her fear as annoyance.

Law decided to introduce himself, rather than behead the girl, since he still needed answers to his questions. "My name is Trafalgar Law. I'm the cap-" The girl let out a loud gasped and pulled Law's face close to hers. She squinted at him for a moment before recognition shown on her face. A huge grin broke out on the girl's face and she pulled Law into a bone crushing hug.

"Traffy!" she squealed. Law tensed up and started doubting his conclusion that she was sane.

Law pried her surprisingly strong arms from around his neck. "Who are you?" He asked once he'd finally freed himself.

The girl took a step away from him and said, "My name's Valerie! It's nice to meet ya!"

Original Post Date: 7/21/14

Edited: 12/25/15