"Allons-y!"- someone is talking out loud "Allons-y!"- someone is thinking, usually Setsuko 'Allons-y!'- Sonneillon is talking

This is my first fanfiction and I have been planning one for One Piece forever! I've read many OC/Different dimesion type fanfics and hope you enjoy it! If you want me to improve in a certain area or aspect, please review! Otherwise I will simply assume it was fine. Capisce? By the way, I will leave links for how Setsuko and Sonneillon look like! If you can't access it for some reason (it happens, I know) then PM me straight away, because I really want my kawaii kittens to know what the heroes of the story look like! Alright, lets get this show on the road, my peeps!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own One Piece or anything related to it. If I did... well, it would be nothing compared to Eiichirô Oda! Now, allons-y!

An albino girl with red eyes sat in a classroom, all alone. It was lunchtime, and everyone had hurried out, each group to their own corners throughout the school, hungry and ready to eat, but had left out the girl. The girl went by the name of Mori Setsuko. You are probably not surprised why everyone shies away from her. Her appearance scares all the other kids away, even the teachers. Kids would always come up with excuses as to why they didn't interact with her.

"She's scary looking! I mean, did you see her eyes?"

"I heard she's a vampire! Plus her hair is so freaky and white! She looks like a grandma but one that wants to kill you!"

"Um, sorry, I have to do a project with my friends. Maybe later?"

"Come on! It's soooo obvious why she's an orphan! Probably killed her parents!"

"Why is she always wearing black? Is she emo or something? I bet she cuts!"

All the same, she wasn't ignorant and realized that they didn't like her. She always asked them if she could hang out with them so that they would finally run out of excuses. But they never did. They always managed to make up a new one, be lazy and just keep using the same ones, or even just straight out telling her. Even her style was different from what everyone else was wearing. Always black and maybe some other colors occasionally. The most different thing about her was her voice. It was so clear, never scratchy or raspy, like a river flowing. Her singing was her main aspect though. Strangely she could sing the highest note possible, and not mess up (she can sing like a Vocaloid if she wants to). Many others who sought out popularity or even careers in singing couldn't rival her, making them jealous and even more resentful. They didn't know who she was. Not one bit. So she resented them right back. She always kept her cool and never fought (even though she knows how to; if desperate enough) back unless provoked, her hate brewing on the inside, hardening her heart, bit by bit.

She wears black converse, a black sleeveless hoodies, a t-shirt with some sort of design, grey, loose sweatpants, a black choker with a metal piece on it, her headphones, and black bracelets with spikes adorning them around both of her wrists as everyday wear. She wore those types of bracelets so that if she gets into a fight with a tough opponent, she could just hit them hard with the bracelets, injuring them badly, the spikes piercing through their skin or leaving scars. When she was younger she had been beat up a lot for her appearance, so her parents had took her to a dojo, wear she had met the Sensei, one of the only friendly people to her.

"But that was before Mama and Papa had died. Don't think about it Setsuko. It wasn't your fault."

Black headphones sat gently around her neck, specially customized by her. She had installed speakers into the sides, so that when she's singing, everyone can hear the beat. Her hearing wasn't damaged because while there were speakers outside, she had made a special muffler for the insides of the ear cups, which muffled any noises outside, as well as what was coming out of her headphones.

While she hated many people, she just wanted to be friends with someone. She was always drove though, by others to resent them. When given the opportunity, she'd try to make friends, but they always managed to be stolen away. She didn't care though. One day, she knew she'd make friends. Real friends. Ones she could depend he life upon.

"Maybe, just maybe I will have someone. I hope I do, because it's so lonely here all by myself."

Setsuko didn't know where that wishful thinking came from, but she felt the truth of it, believing in it.

Setsuko was shaken from her thoughts when a small group of three girls wearing lots of makeup and revealing clothing waltz in, raising their heads pompously. A girl with bleached blonde hair and a fake tan approached in her heels, making a tap, tap, tap as she walked towards her.

Setsuko giggled a bit out loud, "She looks like an orange. I never did like oranges. Their smell is awful. How can anyone stand them?"

"Somethin' funny, freak?"

"And here I thought I could be alone. Oh well."

"Just the fact that you look like and overgrown orange. Did I ever mention how much I hate oranges? Must be why you look like one."

"You bitch! Do you know how much money my daddy gives to this school?! He could have you thrown out for that!"

"Oh? Are you picking a fight? You want that face of yours made into orange juice? You're an idiot if you want to fight me."

{A/N: Yeah, I know. Not the best insults, but I want her to be kinda like Luffy, saying stuff which is funny and sometimes doesn't make sense. :Þ}

"Seriously? Orange juice? You couldn't think of something better?"

"I'll shove your face into a juicer?"

"UGH! You're so annoying, you piece of trash!" She comes at me with raised fists, even though she doesn't know how to fight. "Laila, Julia, come here and help me hold her down while I teach her her place!"

"Are you sure about that?" I slowly rise from my chair, my eyes shadowed.

{A/N: In some stories, people confuse me with this, so I'm gonna say this once: throughout the rest of this story, if it mentions eyes shadowing, it will look like when someone gets pissed or is being scary or crazy lookin' in anime and their eyes are shadowed over.}

"Wha-what? Shut up! Come on you guys, help me!"

"No way! She's scary as hell! Sorry Darcy, but I'm out!"

"Yeah, me too! I still need to get a manicure and live through this! Good luck!" Darcy's accomplices ran out of the classroom hurriedly, not looking back.

"Come on you guys, what are you doing?! Get back here! Oh my God!", yelled Darcy exasperated. "Fine! I can deal with you my self." She ran up to me and raised her hand above my face, it looming over dangerously close. She slashed my face hard, one nail digging deeper than the others, leaving some blood dripping from my right eye. She backed away several feet from me and stood there, shaking a bit, waiting for a response or reaction.

I stood there, seeing red and my head spinning from anger.

"Why is there so much anger filling me? Why's it so red and misty? What's goi-"

My thoughts stopped and everything went black. My left eye glaring venomously at her, mysteriously and dangerously glowing red. I then spoke calmly, "My turn then... I guess?" My frown then turned crooked and bloodthirsty. "He. Hehe. HEHEHEHEHE!", I started to laugh crazily. I ran at her before she could even blink, pulled my right arm back and punched her with force enough to break a wall. I heard a CRACK, and she fell to the ground screaming in pain, "AAAAAH! OMG, my nose broke! I'm gonna sue you with my daddy so hard!" My eyes stopped glowing and I stopped smiling maliciously. I looked at my hands, Darcy's blood on them. "What did I do?", I whispered to myself, tears springing to my eyes, but not falling.

"What happened back there? Did I black out or something? Why is orange-face on the ground? Why is there blood on my hands?"

Darcy looked at me, eyes filled with fear and hate, "You really are a monster."

After hearing that I ran out, tears streaming from the corners of my eyes. I burst through the doors, several classmates looking up in surprise and backing away. Jumbled up thoughts rushed though my head,

"I can't go back! I'll be expelled and mocked even more! I should just run away from this city, just somewhere else! But what was that back there? I think I blacked out, but why? I'm going to run far from anyone. I can't hurt people anymore for no reason! I'm dangerous... I'm-"

"A monster." I stopped running and saw that I was somewhere in a forest. "Perfect. Away from civilization," I said sarcastically, the tears stopping.

'Yes. Far from anyone you could hurt,' a voice in my head whispered.

"What the hell!", I yelled forgetting why I had ran in the first place. "Why's there a voice in my head!? Get the hell out you bastard! Get out of my head, damn it!"

{A/N: Unlike ordinary people, instead of wondering if she's crazy or if someone's playing a trick on her, she wants to know who is in her head! I really like Luffy, and like I said, she will have "dumb" moments or I'll try to keep her character like a child's. :Þ}

'Calm yourself child. I will not hurt you. I am inhabiting you.'

"What? Why?"

'You make a wonderful host, you do. Heehee.'

"Host? Host for what? Why are you in my head? Who a-"

'SEIZE YOUR PRATTLING INSOLENT WORDS, CHILD!' The voice scared me and quieted me down, making me also think how silly I would look if I saw someone talking to themselves like I am right now.

'Very.' , It laughed.

"Thanks for nothing," I grumbled.

'Now, now, my dear child, you are not mad... at least not that much.', it mumbled to itself.

"Hey!"

'Alright, alright. I shall seize my teasing. By the way, you should get that eye checked. Though... I could heal it.'

"What?! Really? 'Cause it really hurts and I want it to stop!"

'Fine, fine. But don't expect me to do this often. It takes energy out of me. Hold still.'

A small red flame appears on her right eye, healing it. Setsuko feels warmth come from the flame while it heals, relaxing her.

'There we go, that should do. I healed your eye as best as I could. Now, I shall explain all the questions you spouted at me in that one breath. Quite amusing that was, but loud.'

"Sorry?"

'You should be. Now, onto more important matters. My name is Sonneillon. I am a demon. The demon of hatred to be exact.'

"AAAAAAAAH! Why is there a demon in my head!" I trashed my head around with my hands upon it. "If you won't get out I'll force you!

'Why do you have to make this so hard?'

"OOOOORYAAA!" I charged at a random tree and smashed my head into it, getting it stuck in the process. I pulled and pulled until it got out, then shook it, clearing the chirping birds out of my vision.

'Boo.'

"AAAAAAAAH! The demon bastard is still in my head!"

*sighs exasperatedly* 'This might take awhile.'

TWO HOURS LATER

"AAAAAAAAH! Get out!"

'This might be a bit loud.'

"Nani?"

'SILENCE, INSOLENT BRAT!'

"Yes sir!", I salute the air.

'Oh finally, peace. Though I would not doubt if you started again. Now where was I? Oh yes. As I have already mentioned, before you so rudely interrupted, I am Sonneillon, the demon of hatred. By the way, you do not have to shout your lungs out. You can simply "think" your thoughts, as I am. You may speak to me out loud when we are not among others. Understand? Also, I shall be your teacher, as you will be my pupil. Your mental mentor. Oooh, I like the sound of that! Mental mentor. Mental Mentor. Mental mentor. Rolls of the tongue, doesn't it?'

"I might start to think that you are mental, repeating it so many times."

'Shut up, brat. The reason for training you is because you have unlocked your powers. Your hate. In that moment you turned angry at that foolish human, I was finally unleashed and my powers poured into you. As of now, I shall teach you to harbor your hate. To... control it. Your heart wants to sing, but only I can help you. You need me to be truly free. To let others know your true feelings. My powers are yours, but you are not prepared. You, Mori Setsuko have been destined for this power, my only pupil. For many generations I have waited painstakingly for your birth to come into play. You were chosen long before it by a higher power, unknown even to me. Now, come and make your decision. Will you be mine, as I shall be yours? Yin and yang as you humans say. The light and darkness. We shall become one.'

"That's great and all, but... will this power... consume me? I don't want to hate everyone! Really, I don't! People just... misunderstand. I'm different and I frighten them, but I don't want to scare everyone off," I say, tears starting to drip down my flushed cheeks. "I just want to be friends with someone! I'm tired of being alone and hated! Can you promise me something, Sonneillon?"

'Depends on what it is, child.'

"Will you please... not abandon me? Ever?," I say, flinching slightly, wondering if he will.

Sonneillon laughs in my head, "No child, not ever! I couldn't even if I wanted to! I'm binded to you, as you are to me. If you parish, I will as well. As I have already said, we were meant to be as one. I have waited long for you, but not anymore! My existence and purpose would fade if we decided not to, as would yours. And I would not want to anyways. You are interesting, and I would not abandon one so hated. I want others to know your- no, our power and what we can do to those who hate us! What do you say?"

"Really? You won't leave me?"

'I am certain I have clarified that', Sonneillon chuckled.

"Then yes! I would give up everything, just to not be alone anymore, but I don't even have to! I have you, someone who's waited for me for such a long time, as I have! We had been so lonely, but now, now we can be together, forever! In answer to your offer, yes. I want the both of us to become one. But on one condition."

'Wow, what a way to throw a meaningful speech to waste.'

"Oh hush up."

'Alright, alright. What is it?'

"Even though we were hurt, cast away as outsiders... I don't want to be just with you. I mean, not that I wouldn't want to leave you! It's just that... don't you think we've been alone for too long? Don't you think we might need someone else? Other friends? "

'That is why we have each other, child! We do not need others! Others who would throw us away as soon as they saw what you are capable of! What we can do only together! We would only frighten them off!', spat out Sonneillon.

"But don't you think that we would eventually fall apart? Our power would corrupt us! Hate always corrupts! Even if together, it's not enough if the whole world is against us! We need someone we can depend our lives upon, Sonneillon! Someone who could lift us up when we fall down! Someone who would sacrifice their life for ours! Someone who would fight for us. Someone... who would-"

'Accept us.'

"Accept us", we both say in unison.

'I understand, but it won't be easy, trying to find someone like that. Even I don't know if someone with a pure heart as what you said could live. Everyone hates. You just can't escape it.'

"That may be true. Everyone does have hate inside of them, but not everyone lets it corrupt them. That's why we need someone like that! Then we would truly be strong! We wouldn't be alone!"

'I understand now, child. I think you may have opened my clouded eyes to the truth. But all the same, it will take awhile. Are you sure this is what you want?'

"Yes, definitely!"

'Very well. But such a person does not exist in this world.'

"What!? Then what are we-"

'I didn't say we still could not find them, child. There are other ways.'

"Like what? If no one else like that exists, then what are we supposed to do!?"

'I said, this world. Meaning we could go to a different one.'

"NANIIIIIII!?"

Sonneillon sighs. 'I said-'

"I heard you the first time."

Sonneillon's eyes' bulge out, 'What the hell's with the quick recovery?!'

Setsuko ignores him, "So which one?"

'I don't think I will ever find out what's wrong with her', Sonneillon mumbles.

"I heard that."

'You were supposed to."

Setsuko puffs her cheeks out at that and turns her head, plopping onto the ground, raising a small cloud of dust in the process.

'One full of adventure, but also danger.'

"So where is it?"

'Oi!'

"What?", asks Setsuko innocently.

'Oh, whatever. I give up. I can't tell you.'

"Why not?"

'It's just part of the rules. Dimension hopping can only be known to "spiritual beings" like me, for example.'

"Why's that?"

'Quit asking me! I didn't make up all the rules!'

"You didn't? How come? You're pretty cool."

'You have got to be kidding me. *sighs* As I have previously mentioned, there are higher beings then myself. These higher beings have power that is said to be so strong, they must expel it and create new dimensions, new worlds, just with a breath. Of course, they could also write it into existence, but we demons always want to be surprised by new things. So they often don't.'

"Okay, that makes sense. So how does the dimension hopping work? Do you have to say something like, 'expelliarmus' to get it started?"

'No. It is more of a... mental thing. Of course, I had to train myself to properly project my whole body and essence to somewhere else, which took a lot of trial and error.'

"So... you crashed into a lot of trees?"

'...Perhaps.'

"I've been thinking on this for awhile, but... what do you look like? Are you an old fart?"

'No, I am not you brat. While I may be old, it does not mean my complexion or body is. In fact I could project an image of myself to you right now. I am speaking to you in your head, so it is a fairly similar process. I simply have to concentrate on it, then push it into your conscience.'

"SUGOI!", she hollered, stars in her eyes.

'Well. You seem ecstatic.'

"Hell yeah! You're so awesome! I want to see what my friend looks like!"

Sonneillon gives a hearty laugh, 'I am a voice in your head and you call me a friend! Most people wonder if they are losing their minds! Hahahahaha!'

"Well... I'm not exactly most people. I'm friends with a cool demon!"

'Indeed you are not. I shall revel what I look like to you. Just... please do not be afraid, Setsuko.'

"Why would I be? I already said I won't ever leave you! And since I said that, I can't anyways! We are one, Sonneillon", Setsuko says seriously. "I won't ever abandon you."

'I shall hold you onto that promise.'

Sonneillon sends the image of himself to Setsuko, awaiting her reaction.

"EEEEEEH?!"

'Am I really that terrifying?', Sonneillon asks, beginning to get angry, expecting her not to keep her promise.

"Um, no."

'You do not have to lie child, I understand.'

"It's just that... you look like a normal person."

'EEEEEEH?! You are not frightened by me even a little bit?', asks Sonneillon, getting hopeful.

"Nope. What's got your panties in a twist?"

'It is just that...I am surprised. I was certain I was scary and didn't want you to be frightened.'

"Hey! Join the club," giggles Setsuko.

'So, are you ready to go to a completely different world?'

"Yep!"

'There will be many dangers, Setsuko. Even I can not protect you all the time. I am simply in your mind. I can not take physical form unless...'

"Unless what?"

'Unless something happened to you or if you are desperate. Only then can I take physical form," says Sonneillon gravely. 'I can stay as a spirit though, but not for a very long time. You will have to get stronger to be able to project me from your conscience. Also, others will be able to see me as well while like this. Of course, I will be transparent, but I will be able to frighten people even more with that aspect. I will aid you in your singing and fighting as well. Before we go, remember Setsuko, we are one and will stay this way until our very last breaths. Now, are you ready to D-Hop?"

"Yeah! Wait, D-Hop?"

'It is short for dimensional hopping.'

"Alright. I'm ready! See you at the other side?"

'Yes. See you Setsuko. Your destiny awaits you.'

"You mean our, right?"

'Yes... our destiny', says Sonneillon with a smile.

"Whoooo! Fire away Sonneillon! Let's get this party started!"

Bright, red flames surround Setsuko, engulfing her, but not injuring her. She stares at them with a beaming grin, spinning around with her eyes shining with excitement and adrenaline. Thoughts flash to and fro in her head, wondering what this new world will be like, what will happen, and who she will meet. The flames dance around wildly for a bit... then disappear without a single trace, along with our heroes. There was no sign that they had been there. At all.

So, how'd you like the first chapter? Hmmmm? Was it good? Bad? Review please if you have anything to share with me! P.S Can someone thoroughly explain to me how to make a book cover for the story? I really am confused and would appreciate it! Thanks and have a great day! P.P.S For every 30 reviews, I'll answer a question based on this story. Just nothing weird, okay?