Hulla~ I am the narrator, the amazing Xtra! I have made a fanfiction just for your eager reading pleasure!
But heres some ground rules
*[these are brackets, I will be supplying minor commentary throughout the story}
*this story is a fanfiction about One Piece, I will be making up new characters for this story.
*{constructive criticism only}
Here lies a woman, white hair falling out of her scalp, pink wool dress covering her body with a white cotton layer under the dress, a crescent necklace on her neck, wrinkles covering her body, two dead eyes, and a bleeding gunshot wound to the right of her chest where the blood seeped through the dress and caked it blood-red.
She lies on top of a white quilt mattress, with an orange covering sheet covering up to her waist, twisted to the side with a pile of it on the floor. Birch wooden frame holds the bed up, with clear holes and springs jutting out of the bottom of the bed.
Next to the bed lays two boys, a blonde boy of age 12, with a green shirt with a pocket on the front, black shoes with golden latches, clay colored shorts, and hazel eyes; A ginger boy around age 8 with orange T-shirt, no shoes, green shorts, and blue eyes.
The ginger boy and the blonde boy were weeping, tears falling out of their eyes onto the floor, where a small puddle had formed; the blonde boy had his arms around the gingers, pulling him into a tight hug.
The blonde kid's name was Xion, the ginger's name being Flo
Xion: "its o-okay" he stammered "she….she had a great life…" a single tear went down his face
Flo: "m-mom?" he weeped "why did this have to happen to us!?" he yelled
Xion: "it's okay…we can take after ourselves…" he said, trying to sound reassuring
Flo: "SHE WAS OUR MOM XION!" flo yelled
Flo ran off, into his room, the room with holes inside the door, the room where there actually was wallpaper, the room where there were holes in the wall
He cried into his bedsheets, screaming about how unfair life is
[yeah, depressing start…but what can you do when it comes to a depressing backstory, it also only gets worse as you continue]
[also my "minor commentary" will be better when the story becomes deeper]w