Authors Note: So, hello world! I'm surprised you even clicked on this fanfic, considering how much I suck at writing summaries! This here is gonna be my first fanfic, so, as a result, it will most likely suck. This is also my first fictional writing piece ever, too. Now, this is gonna be OC centric, but it is also gonna skim into the Whitebeard War and such. My fanfic is gonna involve some characters from the real show, and is also gonna scan over some of the show's events. I have never actually watched the show, I have Wikipedia to thanks for my knowledge of One Piece. I am never gonna stop writing this fanfic, even if I don't get any reviews. I'm honestly just writing this fanfic to improve my writing skills, and, frankly, because its fun. I think I already personally thanked all those who inspired this fanfic, who are MastaRasta, Katharonie, Apples Who Dance with Oranges, and my personal favorites, Indecisive Narcissit and doggydeath. And also that guy who wrote "Iron Hammer of Justice", I am a 'mystery reader' on that story.

Disclaimer: As you have guessed, I don't own the show, and I am not making any money off this piece of work.

Prologue Alert: This is a prologue chapter, so it will be confusing, like most prologues are.

Prologue

It was snowing.

The snow was fierce, devouring anything that dare question its sudden appearance upon the land or was bold enough to come upon its course, but yet beautiful. Beautiful, the woman thought, because its pure whiteness came down upon the dirty terrain, covering the barren lands with its whiteness and innocence. The sun thought about the snow in the same way, it seemed, as it honored the now-thick layer by allowing it to reflect its golden glory.

The woman had always hated snow, even though she was on a winter island. But right now, everything seemed beautiful, as the shivering woman gentle lay the small baby in her arms onto a blue and rugged quilt, thus leaving the woman herself with nothing but a simple brown dress. The dress, which she came upon when she was searching the dump a whole year back.

The woman always thought that everything as ugly, her parents where ugly for they never cared, and her life was ugly. But most of all, she was ugly. To any stranger, she was a very gorgeous woman, with her ruby red hair, her crystal blue eyes, and her pale skin with rosy tinted checks. She never took their words for account, she was ugly.

Ugly, ugly, ugly.

She hated her hair and she hated her eyes. They never feed her, they never bothered to cheer her up, and they just made her a victim. That night had been the most ugly night in her life, where ugly men crushed her childish and ugly hope, in that ugly alley. When she came home her parents where terrified of her, her with her not-ruby hair, but her blood red-ruby hair. With her incredible strength, she crushed all of her assaulters' heads, killing them in a most ugly manner afterwards. The strength she possessed to kill the men came from her necklace.

The necklace in question was a gold-chained necklace with a simple ruby. The ruby on the necklace was cursed though. The curse was that the necklace would give its wearing incredible strength, but at a cost. If a person felt hatred while wearing the necklace, the necklace will amplify the strength it supplies the person enormously, but the person will lose control of him or herself. If the person goes under constant emotional stress, and constantly losses control of their self… the result isn't pretty. The necklace eventually forced the woman into insanity thanks to her nonstop hatred, but she can't feel hurt or pain if she was insane, no matter how depressing it might seem. Her whole life was nothing but wretched, so the insanity was something she could take cover under.

But now, it was time for her ugly death. How she stood those nine ugly months after the ugly night was something she didn't understand. Something kept telling her that something not so ugly was going to be the result of those nine months. So she had to keep going, until it was over and she finally got to see that thing. The thing that would be the first not so ugly thing her crystal blue eyes had set upon. In the end she was wrong, the result of those nine months was not something not so ugly.

It was something beautiful.

So beautiful, the new mom thought, as she looked upon the baby that had a small bush of her ruby hair and her crystal blue eyes... no, not the her crystal blue eyes, as the moms crystal blue eyes revealed the hardships of the life she had and had come to hate. The baby's crystal blue eyes were filled of light, and held the same innocence the snow had. And they also held the same hope the mom once held.

The mom knew that her time had come, as she gave birth with no help, as civilization was miles away, or medical tools, just the shard of will she tucked away deep within her. At first, the mom was sad. Sad as she knew if this was her end, what would become of the baby? The baby left in the middle of nowhere, the baby that would not know what to do or have the strength to do anything. That's why the mom used that shard of will too not only give birth, but to traverse the barren land so she could find the small town she fled from nine months ago.

As she arrived, the snow fell, and she was happy. As she saw the winter island bustle with its everyday life, she looked down at the baby.

And the mother cried.

Not a cry of sorrow, those tears were drained out a long time ago, but tears of happiness. The sun honored her the same way it did the snow, and allowed the streams from her eyes to sparkle and reflect the suns golden glory.

The mom was done, but she did not die the ugly death she thought she would have, but a beautiful death. The moms shaking hand slowly reached out to the baby as she was nearly done, the blood loss was too much. In the hand was the mom's necklace, the golden chain necklace with the ruby. The mom placed the necklace in the baby's hands, and a small fist closed, the necklace still in the daughter's hand.

The mom's eyes slowly looked up to see the baby with the necklace, the baby with the smile, the baby that made her smile. And the mom smiled too. She smiled as she took her last breath, as her eyes started to close, ever so pleasantly.

No one would have ever guessed the 'crazy and unstable' woman who was once named Forsythia Yukichi would die smiling, or that the last sight she would ever see would be her daughter, Forsythia Ruby.

Yah! Thats done! Well, tune in for the next chapter, it does get better! Forsythia Ruby is gonna be the main protagonist in this story, if you couldn't tell by the summary.

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