Hey! I'm back! Lovely to see you again! I got this story challenge a while ago and, even though I've been really busy lately, I've been slowly hipping away at it. I didn't want to hide it any longer, so I figured I should post it.
Thanks shinxshinx1595 for the challenge.
Story Challenge: The challenge is an amnesia-Luffy. An attack from an enemy pirate that was meant to hit Nami sends Luffy into the ocean, which he lands on another island, where there will be brotherly love when Ace finds Luffy. Now, Ace has to help Luffy gain his memories again before the enemy pirate finds them and completely eradicates Luffy's mind with the Memory Memory Fruit.
-This takes place after whatever arc you choose, and it can fit canon if you wish
-Ace didn't greet Luffy's crew fully, but following the manga standards.
He supposed he should have found it odd, waking up in a place he didn't remember falling asleep, but he didn't. Blinking against the harsh sunlight, the boy wearily sat up, gazing around at his surroundings. Some part of his mind wondered if he should be worried at the exhaustion that seemed to drag him down, but another part was urging him to ignore it. It's natural, something told him.
He accepted the weariness and moved on. No point in pondering over something if he didn't remember it.
He was surrounded by a whiteness that kept his eyes watering. Thousands of pure white grains of sand stretched on in one direction for miles, broken in the other direction by small ebbing waves of the ocean. The boy forced himself to trembling feet, blankly taking in everything and nothing.
His mind was eerily blank.
It wasn't a thought that surprised him; something within him even joked that it'd be weird if it wasn't, but that just made him feel even more offset. The boy wasn't sure if he wanted to listen to that part of his mind anymore. He felt off balance and strange and he wondered if he had ever felt like this before.
Because for the life of him, he couldn't remember what he was doing before he woke up half-buried in the sand. He didn't recall a single thing from his lifeāand he was even wondering if he really had one. He couldn't even remember his own name and there was this strange weight in his chest that he couldn't identify.
Something wet hit the sand at the boy's feet and he couldn't help but look up at the cloudless blue sky in bewilderment. His gaze fell back down to the drying sand, only to watch as more drops hit the ground. Baffled, the boy raised a shaking hand to his cheeks. He was stunned by the wetness tracking down his face, warm tears dripping off of his chin. He was crying. He was shedding tears and he didn't even know why.
As soon as the tears registered, another realization crashed down upon his shoulders, its weight so large that the boy could no longer stand. His legs buckled and the boy dropped to his knees, hands coming up to clutch at his heart. His breathing hitched and the boy was forced to come face to face with reality.
He was alone.
