A/N: What, seriously? Another 'thrown-into-the-One-Piece-universe' story? Yes, just a little fic, just for fun, and now just enjoy (or not) that little unromantic piece of writing.

Note: No native english here, so excuse my errors.

Prologue

Before the vanishing

I haven't seen my sister in three years; since she had left the house and joined the Marine Corps; yes, my girlish younger sister (I remark that I was the firstborn twin) had gotten outside the world to become a greater, stronger and braver person; while I decided to stay home and finish my studies.

I was a 20-years old physics student, pretty basic looking with my brown hair cut, my black framed glasses, my average height, and my quite standard body shape. No one that would stand out, but I allowed myself to consider me as someone genius. You know, I was pretty good in what I was doing; physics was everything to me (no seriously, the world was made out of physics!). But what fascinated me like forever were parallel universes.

I did researches on parallel universes ever since the television had confronted me with that in my childhood, and from that day I had sworn to myself that I was going to be the first person on earth the world should know to had built a gate between two worlds, either same-looking or anything random.

However, this was not the start of this story. The start was when I was spending my whole day in my laboratory under my family's house, crafting on the machine that took me years to construct and build. Just as every day, I was on my own in the late afternoon while my parents were still at work. The machine was pretty noisy as I turned it on, hushing as good as my whole surroundings, so much that I didn't hear the door upstairs creaking open.

Standing in front of the metal gate that created magnetic and electric noises, I found myself justifiably proud about how far I came. Only surveyeing it for good ten minutes, I decided to turn it off, sparing my ears from any further annoying aural (which sounded in my heart more like success).

"Sir, I'm here to unfortunately tell you that the country needs to confiscate the thing you got there!"

Damn, I knew that quirky voice. My head turned around with a wide smile and freaking expectations.

"Private Zoey Lloyd, what honor to face you here in my quarters," I said to the girl in front of me.

She grinned broadly with her two brown braids. "I beg your pardon, Sir; it's Corporal Lloyd."

There she stood in her camouflage uniform and matching cap, and those light brown boots, grinning like a fool at me. She hadn't changed, she was still looking like my female version in shorter, and she still had that dumb Cheshire Cat expression.

Throwing her big and probably heavy backpack down, Zoey ran towards me and jumped into my arms like a koala. "Brother dear, I've missed ya!"

"My glasses Zoey, my glasses...!" I noted as they slowly slipped down my nose.

She backed off again and lifted her left hand, asking for our unnecessary-long twin handshake. You know, those with fists and spins, and all the other weird posing stuff that in the end looked pretty cool though. I even accepted the pirouette she had requested as we made that up. Oh, and she's left-handed but I was not, so our handshake looked a little different from the averages.

"You never told me you come home today! Do mum and dad know?!"

Her head shook hectically while her stupid grin didn't falter. "Surprise!"

Let me keep it short from here.

After she had overran me, making us having a great time of happiness to see each other again, we did that usual talk about looks and well-being when you haven't seen one another in years. We two did change over the three years apart, but we still had our basic character trades that made us recognizable as us. And we still carried the very same interests as before that differed us so much as persons. For me it was science; for her it was... all the 'fun' things (hell, science's extremely fun!). But one thing that connected us so well, beside the same blood and birth date, was our love for mangas and video games. When she hadn't been sent out to a place with no internet, we texted each other now and then about the newest chapters of our favorites. Or reminded each other that it's been released.

Anyway, she seemed highly well, but tired from the long journey back home. Though, not hesitating or being disinterested a bit, I had her 'permission' to show my invention that I treated like my own child.

And let me keep it shorter from here.

I never intended to do what I did then on that day. Parallel universes were awesome, mangas were awesome, I was certainly awesome. But what seemed for that moment not so much awesome for both of us was, when the machine sucked us in. Like, we had no chance; I was physically a zero anyway, but not even my sister had managed to escape the force that threw us through a wormhole I never had thought I could make during that time. Hell that ride was no fun. We just vanished from our world.

A/N: Thanks for reading all the way down to here! Reviews are always wanted and welcome lololo :)