Tyrant of the Seas

Summary: Most people winding up in a One Piece world do their best to join up with the Straw Hat Pirates. Me, I have a different plan in mind. After all, in this world people can literally be worth millions, and I plan to collect. Character Crossover Galore along with Crossover Devil Fruits

1. Welcome to the North Blue!

Prologue

From one person to another, let me just say this: Artificial Reincarnation hurts like a bitch. Seriously, even getting your soul put into a new body similar to your old one because said old one had it's head pulverized hurts like the dickens due to the fact that not only are all of your senses going haywire from turning on for the first time and overloading your brain with sensory overload, but all of the nerves in the body are doing the exact same thing. I have no problem admitting that I cried like a baby and remained in the fetal position for my first four hours here. I should probably explain why I knew that, shouldn't I?

Alright, quick summary, back in my original world, I was a thirty year old who had gotten his block knocked off in a freak highway accident involving a semi truck hauling I beams that had swerved to avoid a Unicron damned deer. At least it had been quick, if not painless. I definitely remembered the brief flash of OW! from my windshield shattering launching glass shards into my face before oblivion had taken me.

I wound up in that mythical 'Space between Spaces' and met a Randomly Omnipotent Being. The R.O.B. apparently had deals with several versions of me and decided to have mercy on my sorry ass in giving me a second chance, though this generosity came at a cost. The deal that I was given was this: The being would put me in a new body in a One Piece world that was a little bit different than canon in that it had more than just One Piece characters and more types of Devil Fruits, he would even give me a Devil Fruit of my own, but in turn, I would have to endure the pain of my soul connecting with my new body, the pain receptors left completely alone. The R.O.B. likened it to getting thrown onto a downed powerline during a thunderstorm with my nerves wrapped in white hot wire.

Obviously, I took the deal. I was dead after all, if there was a way for me to be alive again I would take it. And the fact that I was being sent into an alternate One Piece world that was basically a melting pot of other series meant that there was a good chance I could meet my favorite characters. I thought I would be able to handle the pain reasonably well. I'd hurt myself in some rather stupid ways before, the most memorable times involving bicycles, and I was usually able to work through the pain. I was extremely mistaken.

Story Start: Franquil Island, North Blue, Four Hours After Arrival

Gasping in ragged breaths, I uncurled my body from the fetal position I had been in only to stiffen as a hand carefully laid itself on my shoulder and I heard a women's voice ask "Are you alright now?"

Cracking one eye open, I saw a redheaded young adult somewhere between eighteen and twenty one in a Marine Uniform kneeling next to me and looking at me in concern. Four much older looking Marine men were standing in a circle around us.

It took my brain's gears a few moments to reengage, but when they did, I asked "W-who?"

"Marine Seaman First Class, Abigail Bourne." The redhead said before she carefully helped me sit up. Frowning as she studied me, she said "Can you tell me what happened? You don't appear injured but we heard your yelling in pain over two miles off shore in our ship."

"Sensory reconnection." I answered with a wince and a cough rubbing at my sore throat with another wince. Closing my eyes hard then rapidly blinking them when I reopened them, I quickly remembered a Devil Fruit that serpentguy used in his fic which could explain it and continued "Some asshole with the Blind-Blind fruit thought it would be amusing to completely disconnect my body from its senses then reconnect them all at once." Getting a better look at the woman who was a dead ringer for her CGIS counterpart if aged up a bit, I thought to myself 'Huh, so the guy was telling the truth, I'm really in a massive cross over world.'

Said Marine's face turned stormy as she asked "Did you manage to get a good look at the bastard?"

"Sorry, but he had a full body cloak and gloves on." I said, coughing harshly again.

"Damn." Abigail cursed softly to herself before she put my arm over her shoulders and said "Well let's get you to our ship's doctor, maybe he can help you recover from your ordeal faster."

"Kay." I said and she hoisted me up. It was only then that I noticed something. I was six feet even before the accident, arms and legs packed with muscle earned by years of physical labor. I was now barely taller than the kid holding me up and my arms weren't nearly as thick with muscle as they should have been. I was confused for a brief moment before the R.O.B.'s words from before filtered through my mind.

"I'll give you a body close to your own as well as a Devil Furit, but in exchange you'll have to endure the pain of your soul connecting to it."

'Close to my own my ass, he gave me one at least a decade younger.' I thought to myself as I shakily took a step when Abigail did. Still, at least I had a body to work with. It also explained why the men were letting Abigail handle this since she was the closest to my apparent age. I staggered along the beach with her help towards a small row of rowboats where two marines were standing guard and which were clearly our way to the schooner anchored off shore and asked "By the way, if you guys have a doctor, why weren't they the one to check on me?"

Abigail chuckled a little wryly and said "He's unfortunately stuck on the ship. The bone in his right thigh snapped when a rough wave hit the ship and threw him into a secured barrel that didn't feel like moving at the time."

I winced and said "Ouch, broken bones are not fun."

"Got that right." One of the men said, rubbing at his left arm without apparently realizing what he was doing.

Abigail helped me into the closest rowboat and two of the men pushed us into the water before they hopped in and quickly rowed us up to the schooner. I saw the numbers 8723 painted on the brow and thought 'Huh, so the Marines here use numbers for ship identifications rather than names. Then again, if they named every single ship they had all over the globe they would definitely run out of usable names.'

Getting up onto 8723's main deck was slightly challenging, but once I was aboard following the three Marines up, I gave a right hand held to temple and horizontal and asked "Captain, permission to come aboard?"

The man wearing a captain's hat gave my salute a raised eyebrow, no surprise given their salute was back of hand facing saluted officer, but nodded and said "Permission granted. I assume that you're the one we heard screaming his head off?"

Turning sheepish, my hand moved from my temple to rubbing the back of my neck as I said "Ah, yes sir, my apologies sir but returning back to normal was rather painful."

"Normal, son?" The Captain asked.

"Sir, he got jumped by a Devil Fruit user who disconnected all of his senses including what his nerves feel before reconnecting them. It's apparently a rather…unpleasant thing to go through." Abigail said, pausing only slightly at the end.

The Captain considered that for a moment then winced and said "Understood." Turning serious, he said "I don't suppose you got a good look at the bastard that did this to you?"

I shook my head and said "Like I told Seaman Bourne here, he had his body covered up."

The Captain tsked to himself at that before he jerked his head to one of the hatches leading below decks and said "Pity. Seaman Bourne, take him to see the ship's doctor, after all the racket he was making, I want to be sure that he'll recover from his ordeal."

"Yes sir." Abigail said with her own, Navy Correct Salute and helped me over to the ladder. Entering the Medical Bay, I got another surprise. The Ship's Doctor was one Carson Beckkett, from Stargate Atlantis. I actually went still for a moment, blinking in shock at the man before a nudge from Abigail had me keep going as she said "Doctor, got a patient for you to look at."

Carson looked up from his microscope and towards us. Frowning at me, he said "This man is not a Marine Seagirl, I assume he's the one that was making all the racket?"

"No one's going to not ask that are they?" I muttered to myself as Abigail helped me to the closest bed. Abigail gave a single wry chuckle at my mutter even as she said "Yes Doctor, apparently some bastard with a sensory type Devil Fruit jumped him, disconnected him from all of his senses then reconnected them all at once."

"Hence the tortured screams of pain." Carson said with a wince, picking up the crutches next to the microscope and getting out of his chair as he came over and said "Well, let's see if you managed to hurt anything that you couldn't feel shall we?"

One brisk but thorough physical later, Carson leaned up against another patient's bed and said "Well, luckily, while your muscles were put under a serious strain with all of the thrashing you did, you didn't actually manage to break any of your bones and your organs appear to be fully intact as well."

"That is lucky." I said with a sigh of relief. Seriously, the way I still felt; it wouldn't surprise me if I had broken something like a rib.

Getting up and heading to his desk, Carson pulled out an empty medical file and a pen as he said "Right then, now that the fun part is over, let's get the paperwork started. Name?"

Having had time to think during the physical about how to handle this part, I opened my mouth but didn't say anything. A moment later, I closed my mouth with a frown and furrowed my eyebrows as I did my best to convey confusion. Carson glanced up from his paperwork and said "Son, your name?"

"No clue Doctor." I said, looking up with hopefully troubled looking eyes.

"How can you not know your name?" Abigail asked incredulously.

"I think I know how." Carson said darkly. Closing the open file with a quiet snap, Carson asked "Son, what do you remember?"

I glanced upwards before closing my eyes as I said "The world is divided by a super continent called the Red Line, a narrow but massively high mountain range spanning from pole to pole. It is divided again by two current less ocean zones bracketing the equator called the Calm Belts, inhabited primarily by Sea Kings. The oceans contained outside of the Calm Belts are called Blues, with Compass directions used for naming them, so North, East, West, and South Blues. The oceans inside the Calm Belts are called the Grand Line, and there are two parts of it, again due to the Red Line. The first part is accessed via Reverse Mountain, a mountain with five channels, one from each blue which join together to form a fifth which flows down into the Grand Line. This part is called Paradise due to how much "easier" it is to navigate then the second half, known as the New World." I made air quotes around the word easier before I coughed and rubbed at my sore again throat.

Carson was kind enough to hand me a wooden cup of water and when I finished drinking asked "Anything else Son?"

Nodding, I said "Some basic information about the World Government, the World Nobles are descendants of the twenty kings who originally founded it, the Marines are their Naval branch, a bit of the Marines command structure, stuff like that along with how the four Yonko are the main counter to them on the other side of the law, though the World Government uses a system of seven really strong pirates known as Warlords to try and counter-counter them. There's not much else that I can really remember though." I then shrugged and finished "Well, except for the fact that we use snails of all things to communicate over long distances."

"So, general world knowledge was left alone, but nothing personal remains." Carson stated and at my nod, he sighed and said "Whoever this Devil Fruit user was that jumped you, they are certainly rather twisted in the head. When they did the 'sense disconnect' they went after your sense of memories, more specifically, your sense of personal memories. Demented bugger probably got a laugh at imagining how a guy would try to declare that he had complete amnesia even though you clearly have a proper vocabulary for your age bracket as well as general knowledge."

"Now I really want to get my hands on this guy. I mean, I did before, but that was just to chuck him into Impel Down so that way he couldn't hurt anyone else. Now, I also want to break every bone in his body first." Abigail said, a rather severe scowl on her face.

"You and me both Lass." Carson said with a frown of his own and closed eyes. After a moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something and he opened his eyes to consider me before he hobbled over to a desk drawer and opened it. He put whatever he had grabbed in his doctor's coat's right pocket and came back over to the beds where I was sitting. Easing down on the bed opposite me, he pulled out the object which was wrapped in cloth. Undoing the wrapping showed a small stone bar about the size and width of a man's pointer finger. Holding it out to me, the doctor said "One last test real quick Son, I want you to try to hold this for me."

I eyed the stone before I glanced at Carson and asked "Is that Sea Prism Stone?"

"Aye." Carson said with a nod.

"You think he might have a Devil Fruit himself?" Abigail asked.

"I don't know, but I'd rather know if the guy without memories has super powers before he accidentally wrecks this ship." Carson said.

"Probably a good thing to test." I said with agreement. Still, I hesitated for a brief moment, getting my nerves under control. Given that I knew that I DID have a Devil Fruit, this was most likely going to suuuuck. Taking a deep breath, I tried to pick up the bar of stone only to groan as all strength left me and I slumped down.

"Well, that answers that question quite nicely." Carson said, gently removing my hand and wrapping the stone up again. As I shook my head and did my best to straighten up, Carson pocketed the stone and said "Looks like we have more testing to do."

"Joy." I muttered out earning a wry chuckle from the man.

"Look on the bright side kid, at least you know you've got a cool super power." Abigail said slapping a hand on my right shoulder.

I gave her a gimlet stare and asked "Who are you calling a kid?"

Abigail grinned and said "Well since I don't know how old you are, I'm going to assume that you're younger than me, just because I can, so 'kid'."

Carson chuckled again at Abigail's statement and said "I wouldn't bother changing her name Son, Seaman Bourne can be a rather stubborn Lass."

"Great." I muttered and Abigail laughed as she said "Well then kid, let's see if we can't figure out what kind of Fruit you have."

"Indeed, let the testing begin!" Carson said with an eager grin on his face.

"Oh boy." I muttered to myself before we got started.

END

Author's Notes: Update Schedule and Poll on Profile

I greatly apologize for how long this took to get out. I thought it would be better to have this chapter start at the beginning rather than halfway through story wise before jumping to the start so I didn't have the 'pilot' chapter I posted in Potential Stories as a starting point. I kept scrapping what I wrote at first for the first few days then I just couldn't get any steam going once I settles on what I WAS going to write. Still, now that I do have a starting point, the future chapters should come much more easily. (Adam Savage: Hopefully)

Anyways, next chapter you guys will learn what Devil Fruit I have, so in order to avoid any spoilers, I am going to hold off on posting the cover art for this story until next chapter, see ya!