Luffy's Older Brother

By The Unknown 007

Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or Ranma 1/2. If you try to sue me for money, be ready to get nothing out of it.

Author's notes: This has been festering in my mind for some time. So for your reading pleasure I present to you the twisted world of The Unknown 007

"So why me?" Ranma said as he stared at the goddess. It had been forty years since the battle at Phoenix Mountain. And through it all, Ranma had constantly improved himself.

"Well, I could say that it was because of your deeds, but that would be a crock. Really, we aren't suppose to interfere in a mortals life." The goddess said.

"So the question remains why me?" Ranma repeated the question.

"Honestly, you shouldn't get a wish because of the blood on your hands, but with every thing that you have accomplished…" the goddess left it hanging.

Ranma nodded, throughout his life he had persevered, working hard to solve his problems. His fiancées situation was solved, the Cat-fist was a thing of the past, but most importantly, he was no longer cursed by Jusenkyo. After the death of his wife, Ranma traveled, learning new techniques and styles. He became known as a problem solver, helping those less fortunate than himself. Now mortally wounded in a drive by, he hovered between life and death with a goddess coming to him asking if he wanted to make a wish.

After some thought, he knew that he want to continue with his life, but looking at his body, he knew that it would take a miracle to repair the amount a damage that was done. "What would I do, I can't wish for my life back. I have fulfilled my dream. I was the best. What more could I ask for?" Ranma said.

"It is true that you have had your share of adventures, but what about helping others?" the goddess replied.

Ranma nodded, he knew that he could do more, "Where will I go, my body is mortally wounded… unless?"

The goddess shook her head. "Your life here has ended, but that does not mean that you can not help others."

"Then where and how?" Ranma asked.

"There is a place, it is not as advanced as your world, but there are people that need help. Are you willing?" the goddess asked.

Ranma thought for a moment, and finally smiled, "Okay, it will be another great adventure."

The goddess smiled and she and Ranma faded away, "You have no idea, Ranma. No idea at all."

"WAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaUGH!" Ranma yelled as he slammed into the ground. As he opened his eyes he noticed that everyone was staring at him. Getting back up to his feet, he steadied himself by placing his hand on a massive red wood. As he shook his head to remove the stars from his sight, he noticed that everyone seem to be hovering over him like giants. He then looked down and realized that it wasn't that they were giants. It was because he had become smaller.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" was heard as the ship that he was on leapt into the air and hovered there until the cry had ended.

Ranma awoke a few days later. He noticed a man sitting in the chair next to him. As Ranma turned to him, the man spoke, "You gave us quite a scare, are you from Skypedia?"

"Skypedia?" Ranma asked.

The man shook his head, "I guess not, it is surprising to see some one fall from the sky, but then again they did say that there were extraordinary things in the Grand Line."

"Grand Line?" Ranma said.

The man chuckled, "I guess you, wouldn't know where you are since you have that bump on your head. Your on the Jolly Roger, we are sailing within the Grand Line. My name is Gol D. Roger. Nice to meet you."

Author's Notes: First off, my apologies to everyone for not updating the Fist of Naruto or the White Knight of Konoha, I have recently been hired and have been swamped with work...

I will be updating my stories. But I don't know when I will be doing it though, so my apologies. I will attempt to update soon.