You know its weird, I remember all my life.
I've always been able to. I remember when I came out of my mother's womb, that was fucking weird. I remember the smiling faces of my mother and my father.
I remember looking at my father with my underdeveloped eyes and smiling and laughing at him, I remember the happiness that appeared on his face and then the sadness that overcame him.
That all stopped though, I remember him breaking into a coughing fit as he collapsed. I looked at the panic that appeared on my mother's face, I remember the doctors rushing in and carrying him off.
I remember the smile on my grandfather's face as he comforted me and my mother.
I don't know why I remember this, but its not the only thing I remember. I remember a life before this one, I remember it not very well mind you but I remember it. But the one thing I remember really well is my death...Suicide.
I don't remember my family or my friends, well I remember one friend I had and she killed herself too. I think I loved her because every time I think about her my heartaches and I start crying.
But there's one thing that I remember, and I remember it so fondly. It's my love for anime, my best friend got me hooked on it. We started watching an anime called Naruto, we got to the chunin exams and that's it. I stopped watching it after she died. I was waiting for her to watch it with me. There was one anime in particular that I really enjoyed, it was the story of a young boy and his dream of being the Pirate King. I always loved how no matter how hard the situation was before him he always fought through it and smiled, all for his friends for his comrades... His nakama. I wanted something like that, I always wanted to grow stronger for someone else. To protect them even if it meant death. I wanted to be close to someone that I would die for them. And to know that they would do the same for me.
I wanted a dream too, I vaguely remember wanting to become a writer in my past life or an artist. I can't remember which but I loved both. But even that wasn't enough for me to live on. I wanted a dream that I wanted to achieve and nothing would stop me from achieving it. Not even death. The young boy in that story had that, he wanted to become the pirate king so badly that he did the impossible every day. Well, of course, he did he was made of rubber, but still, he freed islands and kingdoms from tyrants, saved a race of fishmen from themselves and showed not everyone is a racist piece of shit. He treated everyone equally unless you pissed him off then he would beat you to a pulp.
Monkey D Luffy was my idol. I wasn't a massive fanboy or anything but I admired him for his strength and his will. I wanted to sail alongside him, but I never thought I was worthy. Plus it's impossible, I mean we live in two different worlds. Him in a fictional one and me in the real world.
So when I turned five and I began reading a book my mother got me from the north blue I was shocked. On one hand, I was shocked that I didn't notice it sooner, I didn't notice the places I have heard of before in a fictional story were used in everyday life. I didn't notice a person turning into a lizard before me as the use of a fictional power but as something kind of common.
I didn't realize that my world and Luffy's have now become one and the same. I can't tell if my dreams have been answered or my worst nightmares have been. What if I meet him and he won't sail with me. What if he treats me as an enemy, what if I change something and he isn't who he usually is.
No... I just have to live my life, I'm going to grow stronger and leave this island to sail the seas. And I'm going to become a writer. I'll bring the stories from my world to this world, I'll document the journey of the future pirate king... If he'll have me.
To do that I need to be strong, insanely strong. Stronger than I thought impossible. And there is only one way for me to do that, I need to train with the guardian of this island. My new home. I need to train with the guardian, the strongest person on this island and my grandfather.
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(Two years later) (7 years old)
"Allen! Your grandfather is here." My mother, my second mother, shouts up the stairs to me waking me up from a dream of me sailing the sea on the Going Merry. I've always loved the going merry when we lost her I actually cried alongside many of the fans of one piece. How oda could make millions of people cry by doing something like burning a ship is beyond me. I remember being laughed at by my friends for that. They've never watched anime and they didn't understand how watching something for so long and becoming so attached to it makes you fall in love. I was proud to admit that I love anime, people might judge me, think I'm weird or make fun of me for it but it would never change my opinion of it. I love anime, sure there are things I love more. Like pizza, writing stories and drawing and my girlfriend. I vaguely remember being in a relationship in my old life, being so in love with her but if that's the case why did I kill myself? So I'm pretty sure she was just me remembering her from dreams I used to have.
She was too perfect anyway.
"Good morning Boy!" My grandfather says with his massive smirk on his face followed by his booming laugh. He reminds me of Luffy's grandpa. Garp. Especially with his monstrous strength.
"Morning Jiji." It took me a bit to getting used to this worlds weird mix of Japanese and English. Everyone speaks English but they also refer to people with suffixes like san or sama. Call old men or their grandfathers Jiji like I do or calling them ossan. It's weird. I got used to it quickly enough.
"You ready to start training? You're next in line to become the guardian after all." I somehow forgot about that, I was busy trying to learn all I could about this world. Been reading stories about famous pirates and marine heroes. I found out I'm six years older than Ace. I still have a good few years till the story begins anyway, I have quiet awhile till the story begins.
"Yeah, I am. Still, don't want to be the guardian but ill take on the training." I say with a cocky half smile. I'm not getting tied down to this island. Sure it's beautiful and really cool. Its surrounded by a massive natural wall all the way around the island, it's only entrance/exit is through an underwater passage and the magnetic field is weird so no long poses can lock onto it and there are only a few eternal poses that have been made. We still get papers and that somehow, I think a boat goes out and buys them from a nearby island.
"Little shit. I'll make you into the finest guardian this island has ever seen." My granddad says as he picks me up and drags me off to his 'temple'.
Thus began the training of hell. I was forced to wake up at 4 o'clock every morning and had to clean the temple while wearing weighted clothing. I started off light enough, 2.5kg on each limb and 5kg on my torso. I had to clean for 2 hours and that's when I got breakfast, some days I had to hunt and make my own. Some days my grandfather would quiz me or test my reaction time or reflexes while I was eating. If I passed his little trial I got to eat in peace for 20 mins. (Whatever time was left over I could do what I wanted.) At 6:30 I would be taken into the study and be made to learn many different things. Usually, things to do with fighting or making something. I would have to learn what different things were made out of and how they were made. I never found out why until two years later.
I had to learn the history of the island and of our family. I always wondered why it was our family who were the only ones to become guardians.
You see our island is pretty religious, worshiping the goddess of emotions and feelings and her brother the god of protection and creation. Mitra and Orpheus. Apparently, Orpheus wanted to create a place where his sister could be safe and cut off from the rest of the world so she wouldn't be tainted by the rest of the world and all their hate and scorn. The island was discovered by a man who washed up on the shore somehow getting sucked in under the wall. He was near death until Mitra helped him and cared for him. He was amazed by the goddess beauty and how much care she showed him a mere mortal stranger. And so he built a shrine to honor her on top of the tallest peak.
Orpheus was pleased that mortal worshiped his sister and so he used his power and his sister's power and granted him a power. He granted him a ring which could create anything the user could imagine by using their emotions. The stronger the emotion the more powerful the construct was. And each emotion granted a special effect to the construct. This ring was passed down through the Kenward family for thousands of years. And they became the protectors of the island and once they became strong enough they were given the artifact to aid them in protecting their goddesses home in hopes she would return once more to bless them.
Of course, she hasn't been spotted since this islands founding, the island of Noitome has been cut off from everyone in hopes no one would steal the artifact.
I trained with my grandfather for 3 years, every single day with no breaks. Not even for my birthdays. And not once did I get to see my mother. It was tough but after these three years, I was given a week of a break so my grandfather could prepare a test for me. To see if I was ready to begin learning how to use the ring.
On my way to my house, I bought me and my mother a cheesecake so we could sit down and catch up over a nice cup of tea. Not something you'd expect from a 10-year-old but I'm basically 29 so yeah. I'm holding my notebook in my hand as I'm writing notes for a story I plan to publish when I leave the island. I read many stories of many different kinds from my old world some of which I plan to copy, that way I can make some money. But I also want to make my own based on them or just my own stories in general. I don't want to copy other people's success. Sure I will but that's not how I want to live, I want to make a story I can be proud of.
*Knock knock*
"Coming!" I hear a woman's voice call as steps are heard on the other side of the door.
I gulp nervously as I prepare myself to meet my mother of this world for the first time in 3 years. It seems even after learning how to control my emotions for 3 years I can still lose control of them around my mother. It's only really been me and her for 7 years before I went and left her.
"Hi how can I-" She stops suddenly looking at my face as tears begin to well up in her eyes, breaking my heart just a little.
"Um... Hey Mom. I'm home." I force out, trying not to get all emotional myself. That is until I get brought into a tight hug and the tears just flow.
"Oh, Allen I missed you so much, sweetie." She sops into my shoulder.
"I missed you too, mom," I say with a sad smile on my face as I rub her back.
Were like that for a good few minutes until I break the silence, albeit a bit reluctantly
"So want to go inside? It's getting a bit dark and I have some cheesecake." I'm immediately dragged inside, my mother loves her cheesecake.
If her hair was red id swear she was a certain Requip mage from another anime I love.
"Yay, its got fresh strawberries too. You really are my son." She squeals like she's 18 again. To be fair she does look like it. It's clear who I got my looks from. I'm just saying if she wasn't my mother and if she's into little boys then I would be all up in there. What I'm a perv get used to it.
So we spend the next few hours just chatting about what's happened since I was gone, apparently she's been buying me presents for my birthday every year and for Christmas. She said she got ones that would do me well on my journey.
"What journey?" I ask her, I'm really confused on that one.
"you don't know? Every potential guardian is sent off the island for a few years so they get a taste of the world before they are confined to the temple for the rest of their lives."
Fuck that, I don't want to be a guardian now. Sure I'll help protect this island, it's my home but no way am I staying here forever.
"Anyway, did you get the presents I made you?" I felt bad for never making it for her birthdays or Christmas or mother's day so I used what spare time I had to make something for her and I asked my grandfather to give them too her if he could. I couldn't leave so I had to make stuff for her.
"I did." A giant smile breaks out on her face as she tugs on the necklace around her neck. I made her a locket out of wood and string. I didn't have any pictures so I hoped she put some in herself. And she did. On one side was a picture of her and dad while she was pregnant with me and on the other was a picture of me and her when I was 5.
"I Loved them." She says as she gives me another squeeze.
" I love you, mom. " I say as I squeeze her back. I truly mean it. Sure I knew my mother from my last life longer but I never felt a connection as strong as the one I have with my mother of this life.
"I love you too, Allen." we stay there in silence for a while until a massive BOOM interrupts us.
"What was that?!" My mom shouts in a panic.
A minute later my grandfather bursts in.
"Allen it's time for us to stand. The island is under attack, we must go to the temple and protect the artifact." My grandfather says in such a serious voice.
"What? What about everyone else? Who will protect them?" I say getting angry. I'm not leaving my mom here when she could be killed.
"They can protect themselves, the artifact is more important!" I can believe he thinks a stupid ring is more important than the lives of everyone on this island.
"NO! Go protect the stupid ring yourself. I'm staying here and I'm going to protect the people."
I'm pissed at him. How could he put a ring before innocent people? People we live with.
What I didn't notice was that as I said that my usually blue eyes glow a bright red.
"Fine then boy! You will no longer have access to the power of the ring, and as head of the Kenward family, I banish you" And now according to him, I am just another young boy and not his grandson. Fucking cunt.
"Ok then, so from this day forward I will proudly be known as Allen Rivers. If that's ok with you mom." I look to her for support and receive a smile and a nod.
With that my ex-grandfather leaves in a burst of speed and I get ready to fight off whoever is attacking.
"Allen wait. I've got some things that'll help you." She comes out of my bedroom with a handful of wrapped presents.
"Mom I don't think this is the time for gifts," I say as I reach for the door.
"Just open them. " She says in the voice that leaves zero room for argument. In the distance, loud explosions are still going off.
I open the first thing she hands me and unwrap it.
"It's a bo staff, its make of sea stone so it will work on devil fruit users. I got it for your journey but I think this is a good time." I give it a twirl, its perfect. A little bit big but I can still use it perfectly. Good thing my ex-grandad trained me to use all weapons to near perfection. I took a shining to the staff though, don't know why.
The next thing is a black jacket. It looks to be made of leather but it's really stretchy, it fits me but it feels like it could also fit me in 10 years time.
"It's a special leather jacket, it should be pretty tough and should survive just about anything. It can be worn on winter islands or desert islands and you won't feel cold or hot. It'll last you a lifetime, its supposed to be a one size fits all type of thing. So anyone can wear it and it'll fit them perfectly. I'll admit I did wear it a bit to try it out."
I love it, I am always going to wear this.
"Thanks, mom." I have my staff in a holder on my back under my jacket, easily accessible for me to fight with. I give my mom a kiss on the cheek and run towards the fighting.
As soon as I walk out the door I see a fire. Fire all around the island. Fire is all I can see, just raining down from the sky.
And that's when everything changed... When the fire nation attacked.
"Why did I say that? Must be something from my old life." I continue running towards the screams, helping anyone I can on my way.
I saved a little girl and her mother from their burning house and a young boy from a collapsed building. I have never seen such destruction before. It's almost like they're trying to destroy the island.
"Holy shit it's a buster call." I panic, realizing I can't do anything to help. I can't stop a buster call. Nobody can. Its one of the strongest things at the marines disposal. It wiped Ohara off the map for good, it's going to do the same for us.
'I need to find a way to escape. I have to save mom.'
I hear gunshots nearing me, the sounds of screams and cries of pain surround me as I see bodies drop. They're here. Time to fight.
I spring forward with my staff in my hands and swing at the squad of cannon fodder, the group of 5 marines is difficult to fight but not as bad as I was suspecting. Nowhere near as strong as my ex- granddad. I easily knock them out, I don't waste any time and I sprint home.
I see fire everywhere I run, corpses pooling with blood all around me. I see broken houses, shops and an old broken playground where my mom took me when I was young. Everything I knew has now been destroyed. Lost forever. All that is left is my mom, I'm not losing her too.
"MOM!" I roar, my throat is dry and my lips are cracked. Every breath I take hurts because of all the ash I've inhaled. This once peaceful island is now a literal hell.
I run to the door, kick it in and the sight before me kills me on the inside.
Before me lies my mother's corpse, blood pooling around her and mixing in with some sort of white liquid.
'These marines preach about being justice. My mother was the most innocent person I have ever known in both of my lives so what did she do to deserve this?!'
"WHAT FUCKING GOD'S JUST STAND BY WHILE THIS HAPPENS!" I just break. Tears pour from my eyes and screams from my throat. I thought this world would be like a dream come through... It's a fucking nightmare where I wish I could wake up.
I slam fist after fist into the floorboards of my house not noticing the footsteps coming from behind me.
"Allen, my boy, I'm sorry... I should've listened to you." I hear a weak voice from behind me. I stay silent knowing who the voice belongs to.
"Please... Forgive me... I was just doing my duty..."
"You could've saved her... You could have saved so many people... But instead, you were so obsessed with these so-called gods... Gods who aren't even real... Because of that, we all died..."I slowly spit out, disgust lingering in my voice.
"I know... But boy you don't understand... These gods are real... There one of the reasons you're here..."
"Oh praise the almighty God who created us in his own image. YOU THINK I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT SOME GODS IF THEY ARE REAL WHY WOULD THEY ALLOW SOMEONE BE RAPED AND MURDERED FOR NO REASON. WHY WOULD THEY LET THAT HAPPEN ON AN ISLAND THAT IS APPARENTLY THEIR'S?!"
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I see red, all around me I see red. Blood, fire and somehow, more importantly, a red glow appearing around me. It glows brighter the angrier I get.
"What's happening? Why am I glowing?"I whisper out loud.
"Your power is awakening. It usually one happens when you become a guardian. The power doesn't come from the ring but rather our blood. The World government learned of this and wished to kill us."
"Wow, how convenient. Is this the gods apologizing? By awakening my power? Is this supposed to make me forgive them!" I spin around in anger to my cunt of a grandfather and stop.
"What happened to you?!" I look in shock and horror at my grandfather, or what's left of him at least. His right arm and left leg are gone. His left arm seems to be broken and his right leg covered in burns.
"I wasn't strong enough, I had to run. I need to give you these." in a flash of black a book and a ring appear in his hands.
"This is the artifact. It boosts our power that's in our blood. Making our constructs much more powerful. And here is a book on emotions and what effect they have on our constructs and things we can do with them. We can create a pocket dimension by feeling nothing, doing this we can store items in it and take them out easily."
I just remain silent, taking the items and storing them away. I feel nothing right now anyway, I've lost everything.
"Allen please listen to me... I'm sorry I became so blinded by my love for the gods that I cast you out... I .. I should've listened to you... If I had people could've escaped and few would've had to die... There's still a chance for you to escape. So please run far and fast, create a boat using our power and sail as fast as you can."
I just get up and leave. My grandfather died the moment he betrayed the people of our island.
"Goodbye Jiji." and with that, I run.
I just pick a direction and run, I focus on the rage growing inside of me and I watch in fascination as fire surrounds my legs allowing me to run faster.
*BANG*
"Ugh."
I tumble to the ground clutching my leg in agony, they're a sea stone bullet in the back of my knee.
"Captain I believe I caught a Kenward. A young boy sir!" Some random marine shouts.
"Excellent, I believe Saint Rosward would love to have him as a slave." The marine captain smirked as they prepared cuffs for me.
'I can't become a slave! I won't.'
I pull out my staff and stand weakly on my legs. Putting barley any weight on my injured leg.
"I won't become one of your slaves!" Fire surrounds my staff as I spin it at high speeds. When all of a sudden I'm struck in the back of the head and knocked unconscious.
As I feel my consciousness fade I hear voices talk.
"He's the last one. Seems that he has a strong will, let's see if we can break that before we sell him to Saint Rosward."
"Yes, Sir!"
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Authors note.
Thanks for the patience, I've decided to do a complete rewrite of the story while keeping the main idea for the character but changing slight things such as him becoming a slave. I've read a lot of Si/Oc fic's and almost all of them have the main character have the time of his or her life and travel with the straw hats and have fun but I want this to be different.
SO this is going to be a slight AU. You'll see what I mean in the next chapter. Whenever I decide to write it.
Thanks for the support, I hope you guys enjoy. Please leave a review or pm me your thoughts or any ideas you have for the story. Maybe some possible Devil fruit ideas. Maybe some Ocs for the story?
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Anyway thanks for reading. See you next time.