PROLOGUE Part 1: The Arrival!

DISCLAIMER: One Piece belongs to the incredible Eiichiro Oda and all related companies that have a claim to the story, I am just dabbling in the golden sands in Oda's sandbox. I do not own anything except for my own character.

"Zzzz…"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"SHADDUP!"

SMASH!

Blinking out the sleep from my eyes while sitting up in the bed, glaring at my now broken alarm clock lying on the floor, before narrowing my eyes at the time showing through the cracks in the machine.

"Wait a second, its four in the frickin' morning! Damn thing must be broken again…" I grumble as I turn around to return to sleep, only to realize something, 'Wait…I never set an alarm on that…I always use my phone instead…'

Now curious, I roll back over and climb up, preparing to do…something with the alarm clock, when my computer monitor suddenly turns on, blinding me.

"Aah my eyes! Turn the bloody lights off!" I howl as I cover my eyes, and then the lights do dim enough for me to stop covering them. Turning my attention to the newest grab at my attention, my curious nature drew me to move closer to my monitor screen. Moving closer and closer, five feet, four feet, two…

The next thing I know, my face is grabbed by a shadowy hand and yanking me down, INTO my computer screen and I'm suddenly falling…oh shit I'm falling! "AAAAHHH!" Screaming my lungs out, my head hits something as I fall down the hole and everything goes black….

Slowly waking up again, I slowly sit up and shake my head, my eyes still closed as my hand methodically wipes away the sand on my face….sand on my face? SAND ON MY FACE!

"Waah! Why is there sand on my face?!"

Blinking around as I look around, feeling the wind that my formerly sluggish mind now registers as I recognize that I'm on a beach.

"How did I get on a beach?!"

…I reach up and realize that yes, that is my hair, and yes, it is suddenly very much longer than it was originally…swallowing again, I reach up and slowly remove the surprisingly heavy amount of hair out of my eyes to see…two absolutely ginormous breasts, each one bigger than my head, and much larger that I could remember having. Being in a completely new place, with much longer hair and a differently shaped body, I do what any young adult woman would do: scream my heart out.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

"Shut up already!"

Blam!

Then the next thing I know is darkness….yet again.

The darkness slowly lifting as I leave the land of Morpheus, I slowly sit up, realizing that now I'm sitting in a bed, in a room that WAS NOT MY OWN, and the fact that yes, my head is very heavy and my chest is also very heavy…and also covered in a blanket wrap. Looking up at the doorway as I hear footsteps, before a thin, muscular man, with shoulder length silver grey hair tied in the back in a ponytail, wearing a very old, ripped and tattered marine coat over…a Hawaiian style shirt and shorts steps into the room.

"Awake now, are you, exhibitionist girl?" I blink as the man's surprisingly deep voice reaches my ears, before suddenly glaring at him with my normal temper, "I'm not an exhibitionist!" I shout at him angrily, grumbling as he chuckles, "Sure doesn't look like it, what with all the yelling you did while sitting half naked on the beach like that…" he smirks as he glances down my form, "Although I don't blame you for it. Of all the females I've ever seen in my life, I've never seen a pair of boobs that big before…Anyway! I have a question for you…" I suddenly squeak as the perverted old man disappears and suddenly he's in my face, his fingers suddenly punching holes in the wall next to my head, "HOW DID YOU GET HERE?! Nobody ever comes to this small island! Why are you here!"

I just sit there, shaking and terrified out of my mind as the old guy's glare makes me feel like I'm standing in front of the Cerberus, the guard dog of hell. The next thing I know, the angry glare disappears and a dark chuckle comes from his lips, "If you won't speak, then I guess I'll have to kill you. But I think I'll enjoy myself first…." He trails off as he moves his hand down, and I stiffen as his hand suddenly grabs one of the mounds of flesh on my chest.

Enraged, I lash out, kicking the old bastard off of me as I yell at him, "I DON'T KNOW! I was just sleeping in my bed and then I woke up here!" I roar at him before what I just said crashes down on me.

I was a young girl in a completely unknown place.

A girl that was suddenly groped without consent, taken from my home, from my family and my admittedly very very few friends…

Naturally, I break down and start sobbing my heart out. I hear a grumbled, "Damn it…" before I feel a large coat wrap around my shaking shoulders.

Glancing up, I see the old man standing next to me, sans his coat, which was now on my shoulders as he pats my shoulder before moving to the doorway, "I'm gonna go catch us dinner!" he shouts as he makes to leave, before stopping as he palms his forehead. "Can't believe I forgot my manners…My name is Jameson. Bolton D. Jameson. This is my island, and your welcome to stay as long as you want."

Turning to leave, he stops as a choked, "Wait…" Looking back at me as I look at the doorway through my tears, "Sniffle… My name is Ashley. Ashley Walk...err..…Walker E Ashley. I don't have anywhere else to go….."

Nodding slowly, he moves to go outside, and as for me? I turn to face downwards and start bawling into the pillows, as the thoughts of my family, friends, everything that I suddenly got lost from, fills my head…

After crying myself to sleep, I wake up the next day as the ground shakes from the force of…something very heavy landing flat on the ground as the old bastard…Jameson's voice booms through the air.

"OI! It's time for food, exhibitionist!"

Standing up angrily, I stomp to the doorway and outside, roaring, "I'M NOT A….a…"

Drifting off as my jaw drops, staring in complete shock at the insanely huge pile of fish, fruits and vegetables the old man suddenly dropped on the ground, and the old bastard himself sitting next to an even larger amount of food and was shoveling entire barrels of food into his mouth each second.

"What is this?! I can't eat that much!"

Blinking in surprise, he shrugs, "Oh well. More for me then." He states as he continues eating.

I continue staring, my eyebrows twitching and sweat drops forming on my forehead, completely bamboozled by the sight of something that was physically impossible occurring before me…only to realize that the old guy had somehow, EATEN ALL THE FOOD IN MINUTES!

"What about my food!" I yell at him as the old man shrugs, "you said you didn't want it…"

Grumbling to myself, I shake my head, putting the craziness behind me as I sit down on the ground, "Where the unholy hell am I?"

I mumble as my face rests in my hands. "You're on a very small, insignificant island in the East Blue, a stone's throw away from Loguetown." Before glancing up at the old man as he unconcernedly answers my question. "T-the east blue? That can't be…." I state as I stare off into the distance…East blue…then that means… I must be….IN THE WORLD OF ONE PIECE!

END PROLOGUE Part 1