Hello everyone!

So I have decided to expand to the One Piece realm!

TallLuffy has put out this story about these siblings trapped in the One Piece realm and various others. And I would like to tell Rabia's side of the story. Rabia is personally my favorite character since it reminds me of someone….okay me but that is not the point.

This is based off of the story called The Story of He Who Lost and Gained.

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My name is Rabia and this is my story. My brother John wrote his side of the story but he is not very detailed, let me enlighten you to what really happened. Let us begin with the past and end with the future.

My Story

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Malevolence. That bastard. Yeah he is a cruel guy, what some people would classify as a typical "bad guy" but to me he is more than that. He is a bastard.

Ever wonder why four young people live alone in a house without any parents? Well, let me tell you why. One night we were coming back from a meeting, a religious gathering you could call it. The younger children were at home since this meeting went late into the evening. Mom and Dad were walking behind my older brother and I, when IT happened. Malevolence came out of nowhere with his army and began to attack the city.

Our parents grabbed us and threw us into a bush just before Malevolence saw us. A sickening grin leeched onto his face as he turned. Mom grew to this enormous height while Dad stepped into front of the bush. My brother and I could see what was happening between our father's legs. We saw Malevolence walk slowly and playfully towards our parents.

"Leave," Mom seethed. Her voice still haunts my dreams today. Our mom, my gentle mama spoke in a foreign tongue. It was not her voice, no; this voice was poisoned and cold. Chills ran up and down my spine. I was shocked, how could Malevolence still be alive after such a lethal command?

Of course it did not affect him, nothing affects that bastard. Nothing. You might say that I hate him but I do not. I cannot. Why? Why can you not hate him? Because that would be giving in. And I refuse, I REFUSE to give in to that bastard. What he did, I do not think I can say but if you must know I will tell you.

After that woman's command Malevolence drew his weapon and in one swift movement he… I-There was blood, everywhere. I- I am sorry, I cannot say it. I just can't. Please….

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Forgive me for my weakness but please don't turn away. This story must be told. I believe I can do it.

All right, I am ready now.

My father screamed as he charged Malevolence. When he did that some blood from… from the ground splattered us more. Did I mention that? My brother and I were covered, drenched in blood. It was as if our mama was still there, protecting us.

More blood was sprayed. All I could see was red; crimson filed my mouth as I bit my bottom lip. I couldn't scream. If I screamed then they would find us and then mama and papa would have died for naught. Quickly but as slowly as possible I put my hand over my older brother's mouth. He returned the gesture. And there we sat for hours on end, just holding each other's mouths shut.

Finally we realized that the little ones were still at home so when we could we ran. We ran so hard that several times we stopped to throw up and then kept running. At last we got to our house and then we gathered what we could of our family's belongings and our little siblings and then we ran again. That is all I can really remember, running and running hard. Nothing else comes to mind after that.

Years passed until we finally returned home. The little ones were told that Mom and Dad died fighting for freedom. We couldn't tell them the truth, I refused. They are too young to know about the burden of death. And so we came back to fight. Ironic isn't it? I laugh at the thought of protecting them from death and yet we came back to do just that, kill.

It was like we never left. The house was still the same, well maybe a little dustier but it was habitable so we moved in again.

When we got there we heard of what Malevolence was planning. Crossing dimensions? No way, it could not be, I mean those worlds did not exist they were created by common people who wrote manga and other stuff. It could not be real.

But it was.

Chuck being the rash person that he is broke into Malevolence's Tower and stole the four devil fruit. Devil fruit from One Piece. I was shocked. Of course I objected to the plan but Bill said that it would be fine so I trusted him. I guess he was right as much as I hate to admit it.

And there they were. Four devil fruit sitting on the coffee table before us. We all stood in order of age, Bill then me and then John with Chuck bringing up the rear. Everyone was wearing some clothing that we had found earlier that week. Poor Bill had to wear uncomfortable leather; it was all that we could find that would fit him. I wore this tight leather outfit that I would soon change out of. My favorite outfit was still in my closet.

It was a royal purple outfit that was made of Egyptian cotton. The top was like the top of a sari with gold trim. The bottom is a skirt that has gold trim and that flares out but there are thigh length shorts underneath in order for me to do some awesome twirling but still keeping my dignity. A robe of the same purple and gold design completes the regal look. It is beautiful and unfortunately in my closet.

Speaking of my closet, John did something to it. If I type some code onto this pad outside my closet door then the door swooshes open and reveals a training room. I see no need of it but my brothers said they would each need a 'special closet' in order to train with their soon-to-be powers. I like the trial and error approach but I said nothing, who am I to tell them how to fight? I despise fighting people; this excludes my family of course. I love them to death but sometimes they need a good beating.

I am sorry, I got off topic. Back to the present. Again, we were standing in front of the coffee table looking down on the devil fruit before us. It was silent for a long time. I wondered what to do. Personally I love swimming; it is so free and relaxing but if I ate that fruit then that one enjoyment would never happen again. What should I do? I want this bloody era to end, we NEED it to end. That was it. My family comes before me and always will, I have to eat the devil fruit. Before I could act Chuck spoke first, this did not surprise me since he was the rash one in the family.

"I never liked to swim anyway," he said as he picked up the fruit and went to his room to eat it.

Well, if I did not grab it now then I would never eat it. And so I picked the prettiest one, luckily it was right in front of me. Silently I leaned forward, picked it up, and left for my room. I carefully closed the door.

Should I?

Yes, I had to eat this fruit. I looked down at the fruit and wondered if it would taste good. Quite a simple thought but I did not want to eat something disgusting. Very slowly I lifted it to my mouth. The fuzzy skin of the fruit tickled my lips gently as I took a sniff. The smell reminded me of spring days before Malevolence. I smiled at the thought. I decided to eat the fruit whole just in case it tasted nasty. Without another thought I ate it.

"EW! BLACH! DISGUSTING! AAAAAAA," I attempted to scratch the nasty taste of tree bark and soil off my tongue, " PTOOOIE!"

I heard John making the same noise as me and I chuckled a bit.

Ugh. It was disgusting but then I noticed that I felt different. I could hear birds singing and I saw trees growing with flowers underneath them, swaying in the gentle breeze. All of the secrets of life in the spring time suddenly pounded into my brain. "Ouch, dang it. What the hell was that?" I asked myself as the headache went away as fast as it came. "It must be the fruit." I said as I made my way into the hallway.

Everyone was out of their rooms by then and we all stood there in silence. 'I wonder what I can do.' I thought when John interrupted me.

"Bill, what did you get?" John asked.

Answering to the call, Bill stepped forward. I stared at him intently. I wanted to know what fruit he got but he just stood there. Bill then looked to the floor, he hummed a bit and then he disappeared. Well, not really but he did shrink. I gasped as I saw my older brother turn into a pile of dead leaves and then a chilly breeze. Immediately I knew that the fruit that we ate had the powers of the seasons. I had Spring, Bill had Fall but what did the others have?

I went next since I was the second oldest. 'What should I do? Maybe…but would it work? I cannot believe in this, it is too silly. Where is the scientific proof? Ugh…Fine! I might as well try it.'

Looking at my hand I hummed a tune that Mama used to sing about spring and then an iris grew out of my hand. Needless to say I was shocked. Once the initial shock was over I began to get excited. The memories of the secrets of spring flooded my mind. Trees shot up out of the ground and the flowers from before grew underneath the trees' shade. But they were not swaying.

'Well I will just have to fix that.' A warm spring breeze filled that hallway and made the flowers sway. All of my brothers smiled. I stopped my powers and waited for John to show us what season he got. 'I bet that his is winter. So far all of our powers come from the same seasons in which we were born.'

John was next. I smiled as watched him close his eyes. My smile faded when I suddenly became freezing cold. Thankfully I had the Spring Spring fruit so I just put a warm barrier around my body. Hands of ice shot up from the ground but I melted them before they hit me. John then turned into snow just like Bill turned into dead leaves. I grinned thinking of how smart I am in guessing his fruit. Now to see Chuck's Summer Summer fruit.

He walked into the middle of the living room so all eyes could see him better as he showed off his new powers. The heat wave came so suddenly that I nearly fell over from its powerful blast. Chuck began to burn and all of the water in the room started to evaporate. When he finished I cooled myself off with a gentle breeze.

When everyone was done we all looked at each other. Silently we came to the decision that we should train our powers. I walked back to my room and entered my training room/closet. We all stayed in our training rooms for three grueling weeks.

I trained nonstop, practicing punches and kicks. My favorite training time was with my katana. It sliced through that air with ease. I would grow trees in the shape of Malevolence and I would let loose on it with my katana, in two seconds the tree would be sawdust.

My katana was made of diamonds and various metals that I crafted using alchemy. I figured that if One Piece could apply here then so would my favorite manga/anime Fullmetal Alchemist. Naturally, I was right since I was able to alchemize the perfect katana for myself. All of the knowledge that I learned from the fruit surprisingly covered all dimensions including FMA. This was helpful in defeating Malevolence.

After all of those weeks without seeing my brothers I became lonely but I kept with my training since it meant protecting them. Eventually we were finished and ready for battle. I chose to take a shower before meeting up with my brothers since I was quite gross….yeah, no details there folks so back off. I changed into my favorite outfit after I got out of the shower. I dried off my hair with a warm spring breeze and put it into a loose bun.

Then I walked out into the hallway and down the stairs to meet my brothers. Immediately when I saw them I hugged them. Bill naturally stiffened, he is so anti-social. John hugged me back while Chuck tried to run away. Thankfully I had the power of vines on my side so I grabbed him and squeezed him extra tight since he ran away from me.

It was time for battle so we got our supplies and left. I was closing the door when I realized that John had forgotten his cat paws. I quickly grabbed them and ran out the door.

This was it. The final battle. Or so we hoped as we approach Malevolence's tower, he was waiting for us in the great hall.

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And there you go!!

That is what I have written so far so let it be done!!

I hoped that you liked it.

BONUS TIME!!

Rabia sits at her desk as she writes, 'My name is Rabia and this is my story. My brother John wrote his side of the story but he is not very detailed, let me enlighten you to what really happened. Let us begin with the past and end with the future.'

John walks up to her and reads over her shoulder.

"WHAT?! I AM TOO, DETAILED!!" he shouted.

Rabia hits John over the head and he is knocked out. "Shut up. I want to say my part so let me say it dang it! AND STOP READING OVER MY SHOULDER!!"

"Ummm……Rabia?" Chuck asked.

She turned her head quickly to him and glared. "WHAT?!"

"I think John is knocked out." Chuck squeaked as he ran behind Bill.

"In other words he can't hear you, genius." Bill said as he pushed Chuck away.

O.O (Rabia) "Hey! You are right!" Rabia said as she picked up John by his hair, showing his lack of response. An evil grin spread across Rabia's face, "Where are the permanent markers?"

Bill returned her evil grin and pulled sharpies out of his pockets. Chuck chuckled and they went to work.

"Ugh…what the hell happened?" John asked as he woke up. He suddenly remembered and then he rubbed his head. He walked into the bathroom to wash his face. When he looked into the mirror he screamed.

Meanwhile his siblings were in the kitchen laughing their socks off.

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THE END!!

I hope you enjoyed it!!