Chap 1. A Girl With a Dream of Freedom

A/N: Alright this is my first OP fic and seriously, I didn't plan for this but, I couldn't deny it's right to live! That's how this story came too. I do hope you'll enjoy reading it and follow it till the very end!

Also I welcome all criticism good as bad, but no flames! I find it very disrespectful to flame others hard work and that if you want to say something, then you can do so without the insults.

Disclaimer: Oh, I almost forgot this little thingy! I do not own the holy masterpiece that's been created by the godly hands of Oda-sensei! Is that good enough as a disclaimer?

Betad by Vendelareader

Edit, proofread and corrected a second time with the help of Dartya and Ven (the one mentioned above as Vendelareader) From now on I'll call her Ven!

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Just as any other school-day it started with the alarm clock going off. It's high pitched sound tore though the silent room. That is, until a hand slammed down on top of it and the room was once again shrouded in silence.

Slowly the hand dragged itself back under the bed's covers that consisted of several layers of blankets, pillows and plushies. As the icing of the cake the bed was littered by an overflow of candy paper. Underneath all these layers the owner of the bed snuggled deeper into herself. Curved into a ball she ventured deeper into her dreams.

Her red colored hair was the only thing that you could actually see underneath all the covers and for the boy standing at the open window with a broken and blackened heart it was enough to make his blood boil. As the boy ventured closer to her bedside with careful and measured steps he grind his teeth. On the front side of the house, the gray ford drew out from it's assigned parking space and the house was left entirely alone with only the two teenagers present. One of them still unaware of the others presence, perfectly content in staying in the world of dreams.

The girl was apparently dreaming of something worth drooling for, since that was exactly what she did at the moment. Droll that is.

As the boy had finally passed the first three trials of entering her room, the first one had been to open the window, the second one being sneaking in unnoticed and the third one- stealthy walking up to her bedside this could have been easily managed since the girl is a surprisingly heavy sleeper, however since it wasn't just her bed that had been covered with litter, litter that mostly consisted of candy paper, but the hole forsaken room was covered by it.

The boy had brought very few tools for the deed he was about to perform, this was for two, very simple, reasons. One, he did not need many since she had herself told him about practically everything he needed to know in how to sneak out of her room. However he had done the opposite but what difference did it make if you were on your way in or out? The only real problem had been the window. Even though the problem was easily solved since in her explanation in how to sneak out from her room she had also told him that for this reason she never had the window locked. This let him only needing a wire that he could hook around the windows handle and drag, since this was the classical window that opened outwards.

At the time when she had told him, he had been very upset, what if someone would venture into her room. A burglar or some weird old man? What if he would rape her? This he had told her, after some indecisión in telling her what he thought or not. He ended up telling her when she noticed his troubled look.

He still remembered her expression when she heard that, that devious smile that had appeared on her features and how she had laughed it off as a matter she didn't even bother to think of. She hadn't at the time explained why she had such an evil smile playing on her lips. It had made his heart and mind go crazy, she was so different and outrageous but also caring and sweet. He had been blind to her appearance, her odd behavior and her insanity. Yes he had been unseeing but know he knew that she didn't care about anyone else alive, not about friends, not about her family

and not about him.

The other reason for why he brought very few tools was that he wanted not to have a shitload of things to carry, he wanted to make it quick and swift, no flashy things and no trace after him.

The plan was perfect, he had stayed up all night and pieced everything together, in detail he had played out his vengeance over and over again. It was going to work. It had to. He thought to himself.

He could feel how dry his eyes were from not having slept at all in three days time, his body heavy because of the sleep deprivation, but he only noted it as if it was a very small matter. He would sleep after this, when it was all over. After that he had executed the wench for hurting him.

As his hand had moved slowly towards the jackets pocket were he confined all his tools for the deed he felt his temper rise as her words echoed in his head once again, words that had kept him awake for three days time. Words that had put his world into splinters.

"Marrying? Kihkikikikiki! No way that would mean that I wouldn't bee free would it? I won't bind myself to anyone or anything! I want to be free and conquer the world with my own strength, I promise you that I'll show the world what I can do, like the straw hats I myself have got a dream, to travel the world and uncover the mysteries of the Bermuda Triangle! Kihkikikiki..."

It had left him cold and numbed, not soon after that she'd said it he had been kicked out since she had homework to do and her parents wouldn't appreciate it if a guy with such "grand" plans stayed in her room all night.

As he stood at her bedside he slowly uncovers her, looking down on her, clothed in a flannel piyama shirt and matching pants she drew herself into a tighter ball. Without hesitation he grabbed her arm and tore it free from the rest of her body. Her words flew through his head, some words he remembered more clearly and they felt like painful stabs in his welted heart.

Marrying?...

His hand had closed around the cylinder like object

I wouldn't be free...

The thin metal shone in the crisp morning light, shone from the light that spread from the window, the window that left a sun colored replica of it in the middle of the girl's room.

I wont' bind me to anyone or anything!

Clear liquid, innocent to the eye, floated in the glass container, he drew the needle closer to her arm.

... like... straw hats...

The thick needle punctured her skin beautifully and he sanks it deeper into her flesh.

got a dream.

He injected it.

Kihkikikikiki!

A/N: So that's all for chap I'm sry it's short but I felt like this was the perfect place to cut it off. Hopefully she'll enter the OP world in chap 3 since I still got some more details about her life to tell ya about! Leave a review to tell me if you like it or hate it and if you don't know, why don't you stay around for another chap? XD

Also for those that want to know a bit more of the poison that the guy used, it's called Botulinum Toxin and is a kind of nerve poison, which means that it attacks the nerv-agents (a very fancy word if you'd ask me, that I learned for this fic specifically)

Yes I did research, ME! Of all people to actually put some thought down before doing something!

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