I open my eyes up to see white sand and the blue-green water. I push myself off the ground and grab my forehead.

"My head." I hissed out before feeling pain shutter throughout my body. "Scratch that. My everything hurts."

Standing up and looking out to the sea I thought. 'Last time I check I laid down in my bed not the beach. I mean I don't even live that close to the beach, for Christ.' I patted down my pocket to see what was in them. A lighter, a pen, a small notebook, and my phone.

'Wait. That's not my phone. I mean it looks like a phone, but there no power button.' I flip the phone like object in my hands a few times before put everything back into my pockets. I found a small piece of paper I missed.

Opening it up showed it was a note that said

"Sorry about this. Good luck!" - From D.

I started at it for a couple of seconds before rising my middle finger to the paper and tossing it to the wind.

I started to Walk down the beach, after a while I came to realize three things. First, Some dickhead thought it would be fun to mess with me. Second, I'm most likely on a stranded island in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. Third, I have no survival skill. Zero. None. Zip.

"Well, I'm fucked." I cheered happily pulling out my notebook and pen. "I guess I could write my will?"

"That nobody will find because I'm on an island in the middle of nowhere." I slowly drawled out

I sat down where I was. 'Okay, Think! How to not die on an island in the middle of the ocean. First, find water.' I look at the sea. 'fresh water I mean. Second shelter. A cave would be best since I don't know jack about building a house.' I stood up and continue my walk in search of a cave

After walking for a while, a found a decently sized cave with a stream nearby. So I got shelter and water covered need some food and a fire to cook it. I walk over to the stream crouching down and cup some water into my hands. Lift it to my mouth and sip at it After I finished, I looked down to see my reflection.

I had on my dark purple beanie the bottom part of it rolled up with my shoulder length hair poking out. A look at my face showed nothing was different still same blue eyes and one dimple when I smiled. I looked down to view the rest of my wardrobe. I had a black shirt that had the red outline thumbs pointing up with the word below saying 'you're looking at awesome.' Above that has the dark red jacket that was two size big for me. It fell a little bit below my waist, and the sleeves fell below my entire hands. Cargo pants cover my legs with my black work shoes. "At least the dickhead didn't fuck with my body or my jacket. That's good."

I walk into the mouth of the cave. As I looked around it was pretty big plus it had holes in the ceiling that let in natural light. As I was looking at the naturally made skylight, my view changed to that of the black floor. I shook my head and pushed myself off the ground, and turned around I kicked the object that I fell over.

I wasn't expecting to get a return blow.

As I stood back up from the kick to the ribs, I glanced over to the tiger that has standing up. "I don't think tigers are supposed to be seven feet tall," I mumbled to myself staring at the said giant cat.

"I don't suppose I could say sorry?" I gulped. My answer was the form of an ear-deafening roaring in my face.

"Then can I at least get a 10-second head start?" I asked my soon to be consumer. To my surprise, it nodded its head. "Cool. Thanks. Bye!" I strummed out, booking it for the mouth of the cave.

"Shit shit shit shit" I panted as I ran from a giant ass tiger that was at my heels.

"Should have asked for 30 seconds." I cried out before the tiger leap at me knocking me off my feet and forcing me to the ground.

I put my arms in front of my face before trembling out "please don't eat me." I could feel it saliva dripping on to my arms before it used its paw to flip me over. Then it grabbed the back of my collar and lifted me up. Then proceeded to walk back to the cave

I looked up at the tiger then at the wood around me before saying, "This feel like the beginning of a crazy wood person story that said they grew up with bears or wolves." The tiger growled, "Or you know the beginning of amazing human dinner."

For the next few minutes went by quickly before the tiger drop me. I stared at the cave we entered looking for a way out before hearing… mewing?

I looked toward the sound to see a small sleeping tiger cub, but it had bat wings jutting from under it arms. The arms were in this weird stage of both being bat wings and the arms of the tiger, with the upper part of it being that of the tiger, but less bulky. It connects to the elbow which seems to be more of the paw. Then what should have been the forearms on a regular tiger look more like that of bats. Hell, even the ears looked off. Their ears were more leathery and less furry.

The big tiger walked to her cub then looked at me then at her cub. My eyes linger at the baby tiger. Baby bat? Or baby tiger-bat? Maybe bat-tiger? Wait, Was it a tiger than a bat or a bat then tiger? Not important you have a giant ass man-eating tiger in front of you. I shook my head before asking. "Are you asking for help?" Mama tiger nodded her head.

"But weren't you chasing me for kicking you in the side a second ago?" The overgrown cat growled. "Got it! Look at your cub. Stop talking. right on it!" I gulp before scratching the back of my head and walking toward the cub.

'I mean I'm no doctor, but last I check species cross breeding is impossible,' I thought to myself before taking a look at the mama tiger. She was taller than me at least a foot taller than me, and I'm six feet. Plus I don't think tigers are supposed to look like they take steroids with every meal. As I stared at her, it occurred to me genetics could be the answer. I mean tigers aren't supposed to be seven feet tall or be a bat hybrid.

As I crouched down to touch the cub arm, it's wing thing sudden change to that of regular tigers. "Or you know don't be a tiger-bat hybrid," I blankly stated. My voice seemed to cause the cub to wake up. As it got up, it saw me then proceed to pounce on me. 'Shit, I let the big one trick me so she could let the litten one devour me.'

Closing my eyes waiting for the sharp pain of fangs biting into my flesh. Instead, I got a big helping of Slavia with a side of a rough tongue.

Once it stopped taste testing me. It hopped off of me and ran to the mama. I sat up and got rid of all the tiger spit on me, After clearing it off. I saw the cub was once again a tiger-bat hybrid. The good part was the cub was moving about fine. I mean, hey it was walking as a bat would, but with some tiger's movement mixed in. Hell, I would even say it was healthy, and their wing-arms didn't seem to cause any pain.

After a watching the mama and cub play for awhile I spoke up "Hey Mama tiger, I don't think there any problem with your cub. It seems fine. It might just be a weird skip in evolution." I got up and head to the mouth of the cave "So I'm just going to take my leave if you don't mind." As I got to the entrance, the cub jumped on my back pushing me to the ground. she then bit the bottom part of my jeans and pulling me back into the cave

"You're not going to let me leave are you?" My answer was a lick to the face.

I spent the next three months living with the two tigers. The good part was they brought meat. Had to cook it first seeing as they eat it raw, but hey to each their own I say. Lousy part was I just one set of clothing. Luckily there were no other humans around, so it wasn't the end of the world.

Calling the Tigers big, or mama tiger and cub was weird to me so the big cat I just called Sekhmet because of how the story went. Plus she was the goddess of healing and war, and that what the cat reminds me of. She took care of me, but holy shit have I can way to comforted with those dagger size claws in my face. The cub I decided to call Bast to keep with the Egyptian theme going more than anything else.

Most of my time was spent exercising and hunting with the cats. I mean besides that, and trying to get the damn phone to turn on. Not much else to do.

After my push-ups, I got up and started doing some cooling off stretching. I remembered from the internet when I tried to get into exercising. I picked up my shirt choosing to leave my jacket behind.

"Hey, Sekhmet I'm going for my run see you in a bit," I shout to the cat on the other side of the cave. She simply looked up at me before resting her head in her paws. Bast, of course, ran up to me in her full tiger form. "Yeah, sure Bast you can join me," I mumbled more to myself than to the cat. She would have joined me anyways.

During my run, I thought about my situation. I on one-handed I got a sick ass bode now. Nowhere close to that of Olympic athletes mind you. Just my once round belly now was flat, arms with little muscle now had clear-cut in them, and my stamina improved significantly. However, on the other hand, I was living and talking to tigers, with one being some weird tiger-bat hybrid mind you, that could not be good on my sanity.

But hey living with Sekhmet and Bast has been fun. Bast was an overgrown kitten, and Sekhmet was just one big grumpy cat. A cat that can bite my head off easily mind you, but yeah, still a big grumpy cat.

I learned that their claws were razor sharp from the time I saw Sekhmet cut clean through a tree, and not a sapling either I mean full grown at least two-foot width tree. Same for the teeth if how quickly they chew through their food, bone and all. Bast weird evolution skip still was a mystery. Someday she looks like a tiger next day more bat then a cat. 'hey, that rhymed' but never a full bat.

My train of thought stopped when I neared the beach. I slowed down picking an apple from one of the trees. Bast slowed down so I could catch up since she was ahead of me the whole time.

Once she neared me, I scratched her head before I started to the toss the apple up and down in my hands. "You know Bast I have been on this island for about, What? Three, two months now, but not once have I seen nor heard an airplane." I wondered out loud to the cat. I gestured my hand to the sky "I mean. Yeah, I'm in the middle of the ocean, but still, the odds say that at least one airplane should have flown by."

I scratched the back of my head throughout the worn out beanie I wore. I went to take a bite of the apple before I notice a ship in the distance. "Not a plane, but hey at least it something." they only reason why I wasn't shouting and wave my hands was that I could see them because of their massive ship. I was probably a speck to them. No use in wasting energy and hope.

As I stared at the large brown hulled ship, I notice that it had sails and masts. Three in facts. "That weird aren't ships powered by electricity now or something." I mused to the cat that was sitting next to me. It seems to be in a hurry based on fast it was going. Like it was being chased by something.

"BOOM"

"What the bloody fudging hell was that?" I shout out dropping my apple in favor of covering my ears. Looking back at the ship it had a massive hole in the side. I walk a bit to the right to see another ship this one greyish-blue compare to the brown one. Smoke was coming off the cannon in the front. I patted Bast head as she trembled from the sound with her wings covering her face. "Glad I wasn't on that ship." I breathed out.

I watched the blue ship sail around the island before it disappears. I glanced back over the sinking ship to only see the crow nest left and some mist around it. 'Weird where did all that mist come from?' It was only near where the ship once was. And in the distance, I could see an island. Just barely, but the cliff side was hard to miss.

I shrugged my shoulder, before picking up my dropped apple brushing the sand that covers its red, firm surface, then took a bite out of it. That simple bite changed my life forever

Now how did taking a bite out of this apple change my life? Three things. First, my taste buds were put on trial for not killing them self the second the fruit touch them. It Tastes like someone grabs spoiled milk poured into a bowl of sweaty gym socks, but before that, throwing the socks in a blender with mold and rotten egg. The second thing was I realized I could never swim again and last but not least.

I dropped the once red now blue swirled cover apple back on the beach looking back out to the sea before I commented out loud "I'm in fucking One Piece."