X Doesn't Always Mark the Spot Chapter 1, an one piece fanfic

Hey you guys this is the second fan fiction I have ever written and after I thought about this idea it seemed like I couldn't help but write it. And I might get a few things wrong about the story live but you'll be able to understand it all in time okay? Okay, moving on to other things, this is a LuffyXOC fic. Now I normally don't read them but I couldn't help it, I had to write it.

Summary: A girl from our time accidentally get thrown into One Piece time… literally! Now what happens when Taylor can't remember what she came on the adventure for, just what she's staying for? And what happened to her brother and her friends? Can they find a way back home? More importantly, does Taylor want to go back home?

X Doesn't always Mark the Spot

Dust flew up into my mouth and nose so heavily that I choked. "Taylor! Are you okay down there?!" I heard my brother asked me from somewhere up above me. I tried to speak but I couldn't with all the dust in my lungs. I'm half way positive that there is a disease that you can get from too much dust but that's not very important right now.

What is important is that fact that I have just fallen down fourteen or so feet and is stuck at the bottom of some old pirate battle ground. Gosh! How had my perfect going away party turned into such a mess? Well if you're wondering I'll tell you. Prepare for a long story.

"Hey Taylor what's this I hear about you're dad selling some pirate artifacts to a museum?" Zane asked as all my friends, my brother and I were all gathered around in my living room. Zane was holding a news cut out in his pale hands. I looked up into his shimmering emerald eyes and said, "Yeah, you know how we had a ton of pirate stuff from the great age of pirates?" I got several nods from my friends, "Well my dad sold some valuable things to them."

"Like treasure?" Nick asked excitedly. He was always trying to make a quick buck. I sighed, " No, Nick, not any treasure." his face fell with my words before I added, "We kept that for ourselves."

Nick was a year older than me and certainly looks it too. He has brown hair that's slowly turning a brighter orange and his eyes were chocolate brown, and very, very tall. "So you mean to tell me you have some treasure in your attic?"

"Maybe."

"You know after all the years I've known you, Taylor," Shay said from her spot on the couch next to Zane, "I don't think I've ever seen your attic."

I thought for a moment and then looked over to Alphonse. He nodded, with his long shaggy, blonde hair getting into his face, and smirked. With my eyes I silently asked my brother for permission to take my best friends up to the one place where history seemed like it was happening today. A moment later he sighed and said, "Sure Runt, take your friends up there."

With a yelp of happiness I lept from my seat on the second couch and I jerked Zane and Tommy up from their seats. Tommy yipped at the close contact, while Zane mearly followed. Tommy was such a flirt that he was surprised at the sudden movement and stumbled. I just kept pulling him along.

As I ran up the stairs to get to the second floor I could hear David, Shay, Grace, Sammy, and Alphonse coming up behind us. "What's the matter bro? Can't keep up with us girls?" Sammy shouted to Tommy. Grace shot past Sam and up to me, Tommy, and Zane. Her dark brown hair flowed past her as we shot around the corner. Her dark brown eyes glittered with mischief.

"Don't you dare!" I shouted. She smirked and flew up in front of me, disappearing around another corner. Swiftly I slammed my feet into the carpet and back pedaled as quickly as I could. Zane and Tommy on the other hand couldn't stop in time. They shot right into Grace's trap. They ran straight into a close line rope. Grace was laughing her head off at Zane and Tommy, so while she was destracted I ducked and shot past.

There were so many twists, turns, dead-ends, and you name in this house. That's because it used to belonged to some famous pirate. It even has him name engraved in a stone plaque out front on the gate. Problem is is that the name has slowly faded over time due to weathering.

Not only are there twists, turns, and dead-ends, there are traps. And the only person who knows the traps better than me is my brother. He was the one who found out about the traps.

"Slow down Taylor! You and Grace are disappearing!" David shouted. I turned my head around and saw them slowly fading in the distance. Only Grace was keeping up. In fact if she really wanted to, she could shoot right past me. She has to be the fastest girl I know.

Slowly the rope that you have to pull on the bring the stairs down appeared. Both Grace and I were speeding towards it so fast we had to grab it so we didn't run in to the wall behind it. I yanked the cord and the stairs swung down. We sat on the steps waiting for the others to come. Slowly they started to show up.

"Gosh Taylor! You practically pulled my shoulder out of place." Tommy told me. " What? Can't Tommy take being tugged on by a girl?" Zane teased. I shot Zane a look. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm not strong!"I shouted to him.

"Um, can we just go up there now?" David asked, trying to keep peace. "Yeah, sure." I said.

Slowly we walked up the stairs after my brother and I gave them all leactures about not touching anything or horse playing. It was like going back in time to the Great Age of Pirates. Everytime I come up here I always think of what it must've been like to be back then. The freedom, fighting, and fun. If we were back in that time I might've already left my town and became a pirate.

I had remembered where everything was a long time before, so to see somethings gone felt so strange. I also noticed something else there, something that hadn't been there before. It was a cabinet. Probably nothing. It was probably hidden behind something before.

Shay was looking at some pretty old books and blowing gently on them to to get the dust off of them. Same ol' Shay, always interested in books. "Hey what's this?" Sammy asked from somewhere behind me. She was balancing a globe that someone had drawn many years into the pirate age. "Hey put that down!" I said flipping out. Sammy looked down at me, shrugged her shoulders, removed it from her head, and put it back on its stand. I sighed a sigh of relief as it was placed back where it belonged. Suddenly I heard a rolling noise.

I jerked my head up just in time to see the globe about to take a nose dive off of the edge of the table. I jumped with my arms spread out and caught the globe. It was heavier then I thought so I took a few steps backwards, backing smack dab in to the cabinet. I grunted as the air was knocked out of me and feel forward, careful of the globe.

Suddenly I heard a creaking noise and turned around to see the doors fling open and me go right inside the cabinet. It was dark inside the cabinet, of course. I wiggled some so that I could maybe move the dreser off of me. Instantly I felt hands coming from behind me, lifting the cabinet.

As my brother and the rest pulled it off of me something fell out. "Are you okay Taylor?" Shay asked me concered. I looked up at her with her black hair and brown eyes, same as mine, and I could see my scared reflection in them. So if I said 'Yeah I'm fine,'they would know it was a lie. So I setteled for a, "Um, uh, I think so."

Suddenly Tommy was at my side helping me up. He kept asking me if I was okay and all the while was trying to flip his eye length blonde hair out of his eyes. "I'm okay Tommy." I assured him as I staggered to my feet. My eyes feel to the rolled up piece of paper that was lying on the ground where it had fallen out from the cabinet.

"But what's that?" I asked myself in a slight whisper. Slowly, almost like the paper would bite me, a walked over and grabbed it off of the ground. Careful since it was so old, I unrolled it and placed it on the table where the globe had been. Speaking of the globe I wonder where it was. Oh well, looking at what was written all over the paper I instantly for got the globe.

It was a map. A treasure map. Written as the title was, "Follow Your Dream through the Great Age of Pirates." The hand writing was very neat and in cursive. The writing was slanted very much to the right, too. I've seen this writing somewhere before, It thought.

"Whoa…. Is that…. A treasure map?" David asked. He was only a few months older than me, but sometimes his innocence amazes me. "Yes, David, this would appear to be a treasure map." Shay said. Her calm and on control voice never seemed to fail her. Even when we were staring at about three hundered -year- old map. "What could it lead to?" Sammy asked dazed. Grace looked over to me and then nudged me, and then said, "Well Taylor? What does it lead to?"

I looked up from the map and saw eight pair of eyes staring at me. "What are you guys all looking at me for?" I asked. Alphonse looked from Zane to Shay and then said, "Well you know way more about the pirate era than any of us. So if any of us would know it it would be you." Huh, never really thought of it that way. But it's an interesting thought.

I looked back down to the map. Of course it was a treasure map, but as Sammy had asked, where does it lead to? It showed a coast on it with some rocks off the east end. The rocks made an X shape, but that's not where the treasure was hidden. Or so said the little riddle here. "What does that say, Taylor?" Tommy asked pointing to the riddle.

"It says, "X won't always mark the spot. Make your own." I read out loud. Zane wrinkled his forehead and said, "What the heck is that suppose to mean? 'Make your own?'" he asked to no one inparticular. Which was good seeing as how no one awnsered?

Suddenly Grace whipped out her cell phone and was typing something into the internet address bar. "What 'cha doing, Grace?" I asked. She didn't even pause her rapid fingers as she replied, "Checking to see if there are any rocks in the shape of an X around here."

That's the Grace I know and compete with! She is a whiz at the interent while Shay is a whiz at books. Give Shay a dictionary and tell her to look up the word hangdog and she will close her eyes and open the book right to it.

"There! It says about twenty miles outside of town there are rocks in the shape of an X but they're not in the water. And there are no other rocks like that around here." Grace said. She looked so sad because she thought she had found it. We were all quiet except for the clicking of Grace's phone. In the silence Shay was flipping through a book while looking back and forth to the book.

Just as calm as ever Shay asked, "Taylor, what year was that map made?" I gave her a funny look. "How the heck am I supposed to know what year it was made?"

Nick sighed. "Gosh Taylor. Here!" he said as he leaned over and instantly found the date. He quickly replayed the date to Shay. Shay nodded. "A long time ago the sea level was different. So much differnce that half of the houses in this town, but not this one, would be under water right now." Her voice sounded eerily calm as she stated the fact that so many houses would be lost if the sea level was as it once was.

"So it's possible that the rocks a re the same?" Tommy asked. Shay seemed to think for a moment and just as she was about to say something Zane started talking, "You do know the odds of acutally finding a treasure there are like, a million to one, right?"

I turned slightly so that I was facing him. He didn't seem even slightly amused with the coversation. "What's your problem, Zane?" I asked him in an acid tone.

He glanced up from the map and then back down. Then he ploped down into the chair beside the table and rested his head in one of his hands. "My problem is, is that this map could be a fake. You know, to lead other pirates who wanted the treasure into folling this map, where they would have traps waiting for them. Or, if it's really a real treasure map, the odds of the treasure still being there after all these years- centeruries even- are very low. I mean some other pirates could've found it, or the pirates who put it there could've moved it. Not to mention, how long has your family owned this house? Several decades, am I right? And no one ever found this map and explored it?"

His tone was very calm, but forceful, almost willing me to not to get my hoes up too high. David, beside me, sighed and leaned slightly against me. I glared at Zane, who only shrugged at me. Alphonse stepped away from and walked over to the window. He was staring down into the huge, now darking, garden below.

"Gosh, Zane. You really do know how to be a killjoy." I said as I ran my right hand over the map and my left through David's hair. Boy, I wish I had as silky as hair as David has.

"I don't see myself as a 'killjoy,'" he said.

"I would!" I interrupted.

"I see myself more as a realist." he finished. "But if you want, I would be willing to follow you on this adventure." he said, smiling at me. My head jerked up. I gave him a huge smile and shouted, "Yes! Let's go see if the treasures still there!"

So how could that idea have gone so wrong? Well it all started after we got to the rocks.

"So there are the rocks. Right out there." Zane said. Guess when he wasn't too busy being a realist he was busy stating the obvise. "Yeeess." I told Zane slowly, like I was talking to a child, "Those are the rocks, and guess what this is in my hand, sand." I said as I picked some up off of the ground, slowling letting it run through my fingers and fall back to the ground.

Zane shook his head while Tommy laughed. Nick looked down at Grace's phone and checked out how to get over to the rocks. He had taken it from Grace since he is way better at reading a map than any of us. "So guys," Nick started only to be stopped by Sammy clearing her throat to get his attention. "And girls." he huffed with a sigh, "All we got to do is get over there. Not to mention look for something that looks like treasure."

Zane glanced over at us. "It doesn't matter if we get over there or not. The map said that X won't always mark the spot." I rolled my eyes, and retorted, "Well do you have any better idea?"

Zane didn't reply. Ha! Didn't think that he had a better idea.

To save time I'll just say that getting over to the rocks weren't easy. Alphonse kept triping over his own feet and landing very rudely on me, Nick kept shouting out different ways that we should be going, Zane was pointing out all the flaws with our plan, and Shay would walk silently along behind me.

Tommy meanwhile kept bugging Shay, Grace and I as we made our way over to the rocks. Well, at least he was bugging me I have no clue if he was getting on Shay and Grace's nevers. Sammy was bust making her brother, Tommy, trip over different things, when he wasn't bothering us of course. "So Taylor, are we going to find the treasure?" David asked. That was probably the eighth time he's asked that. Any ways I was pretty much ignoring him when he said, "Hey look!"

Lifting my head I saw there was quiet a few holes near us. "They're probably here due to the water eroding the rocks." Nick stated. "I wonder what year they were made around though. They look so old." Grace said. She ran her hand over the edge of one of the holes. She lifted her hand up and rubbed her fingers together making a disgusted face.

"Oh, gross! It's all covered in slime!" she exclaimed. Alphonse laughed at the look on Grace's face. I walked over t the side of the hole too. Glanncing down I couldn't see the bottom of the dark pit. I leaned over the edge, standing on my tippy-toes. "Don't fall!" Sammy shouted pushing me slightly, holding onto my wrists. I let out a very indignified squawk as I thought of falling down into the darkness.

Sammy laughed before yanking me back so that I didn't really fall in. My heart was pounding as I fell backwards into David. He quickly latched on to my arms before I tumbled backwards any further.

We stood around almost like we were waiting for something to happen. It was till around sundown so who would have thought that we would have needed flashlights? Obvisely not us. Maybe we just aren't sut out for this treasure hunting business.

"Well maybe we could try another one of these holes? Maybe they have better lighting?" David suggested. They all turned around to see if they could find a brighter hole. I still was standing around next to the pit. For some reason it seemed like it had something in it that was important.

Sighing I turned around, maybe my imagination was just running wild. Spinning on my heels I headed over to my friends where they stood over another hole.

Crack, crack, crunch. I gulped. What in the world was that noise? Suddenly my feet disappeared out from under me. I was plummeting into the darkness, something that I wasn't too fond of.

I shrieked as I fell. Nothing but darkness was rushing past me. Just as suddenly as I had fallen, I smacked the ground. My head spun and tumbled as if I was still falling. I squeezed my eyes tight from the pain as it slowly subsided.

I choked back several different pains so that I could get my voice to sound stoonge enough to speak. "Yeah. I'm fine… for the most part." I said. My voice sounded weak, even to me. I swallowed back the scram I wanted to let out when I moved my wrist. I don't think that I broke it because I could move it, but did it burn like heck when I did.

"Don't worry Tay-Tay. We'll find a way down there and get you out." my brother told me, trying to sound in control. But even though he was wanting to sound in control he was failing horribly. He voice was cracked with emotion and fear for my safty. It made me sick. What if one of them fell while standing there trying to find a way to get down here?

"Why don't you guys go get help? You could hurt yourselves trying to get down here." I said in a strained voice. I could still see Alphonse standing over the hole and there was a pause. A long- drawn out pause before he gave up and said, "Fine. But Zane and I will stay here with you, the rest of you go get help."

Good ol' Alphonse! Taking control of the rest of us. I mumbled a thanks up there as I heard several people scrambling away. Gingerly I sat up and flexed my limbs. Everything except for my right wrist was perfectly fine. Well, my head could be excluded from that but that's beside the point.

I stood up slowly, as if testing my egs for the first time in years. Looking up to the opening of the hole I could see the moon not slowly climbing up in the sky. How much time had passed already? "Uh, guys? How long have I been down here?"

"You've been down there for a while. You must've hit your head because you weren't talking back for a while." Zane told me. Funny. There was still so much dust in the air when I woke up. Must be because of poor ventalation. I noded my head only to remember a second later that that was so stupid because they couldn't even see me.

As I was nodding I saw something sparkle in the corner. I peeked back up at my brother and Zane and they were both still there, so why not go see what it was? The roof of the hole I'm in slanted a lot near the object so I had to crawl on my hands and knees. Wincing every time I had to use my right hand I finally made it over to the thing.

It was a sparkling necklace made out of gold. In the middle of it was a rather large diamond. I held the necklace in my hands and tried to pull it off of whatever it was hung around. I tugged hard one more time and shrieked when ever it did come off.

A skull fell in to my already bruised hands. I threw it at the wall with such great amount of force that it cracked. Alphonse and Zane were yelling at me asking what was wrong. But I felt parasailed. I couldn't even breathe. Because right after I heard the skull crack I heard water rushing.

Rushing right towards were I had thrown the skull. Rushing right through the hole the skull had made. I am in serious trouble.

Hey guys! This is Sienna! I was wondering how are you guys? Well either way I'm having fun here in my small town. I could get this idea out of my head so I just had to write it. Now if you want it continued please review!!!

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