Warning: English isn't my first language so this going to have A LOT OF MISTAKES. Sorry for that—I will try to give my best. If someone can help me with this, I will be very grateful. So… That's all.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy it!


Hurts

That was the first thing he thinks, followed by numbness throughout his whole body, like if a truck had rolled over him. He tried to open his eyes, but he could only do it with one. The other eye was covered by what appeared to be a bandage.

Eh…?

His eye was met with an unknown roof, an then—

"He woke up!"

A huge face entered his vision causing him to let out a cry of terror.

"Don't surprise him", said a woman.

"I wasn't gonna do that! Moo! How rude!" the giant head complained.

Panting, still scared, he tried to catch his breath. He looked around and frowned.

"Eh? Where I am?" the boy asked while he saw strangers surrounding him.

"You're on aboard our ship" the first woman replied, who had a strange bicolor hairstyle.

As he could, he tried to get up, helped by a man with a mask until he was seated. Another man besides him approached with a burned and dirty handkerchief.

"It says 'Sabo' on your possessions. Is it your name?"

"Sabo… I don't know."

"You don't know? What's your name, then?" the head asked, getting too close.

"…"

He was going to reply that he had no idea, but his head began to ache and memories floated in his mind, like a movie ant maximum speed. Two raven haired boys running and playing, calling him to join them, smiling. A little girl telling him not to get into trouble again. A ramshackle house full of bandits. A big house with too many rooms and hidden passages. Two adults who wanted to control his life, handling it at their will. An old man with a warm smile and comforting hugs. A ship being destroyed by a shit. A truck about to run over a little girl.

More and more memories began to arrive, stirring between them, confusing him. Whose were they?

Scared because they couldn't get out of the fire alive. Crying because even though it was stupid, his favorite character had died. Nobles living like if nothing in spite of the fact that their plan would end human lives. His best friend giving him consolation despite crying over fiction. A cliff overlooking the sea. The upper part of a building.

"Don't tell me he's…" he managed to listen, but ignored it. It didn't make sense, what were those memories of? They were so confusing and different. He tried to concentrate around him and the man nest to him offered him the handkerchief. It was of high quality and the name 'Sabo' was embroidered with golden thread.

Sabo.

Yeah. That was his name. Son of Nobles of the Goa Kingdom. Brother of Portgas D. Ace and Monkey D. Luffy. He liked cartography and dreamed of being pirate.

But…

Also was him. Sabo was the other half; the one who lived in what he once thought was a fantasy world. He was just the grandson of an old man with a too big heart. The best friend of a pair of disastrous twins. Addicted to manga and sci-fi.

He was not him anymore, and neither was Sabo. Somehow they had merged into a new I.

Sabo was a character form one of his favorite manga, One Piece, and he was just a young man who enjoyed reading and imagining alternate world, fantastic stories and crazy scenarios. But not this, not dying because of a fucking truck and reincarnating at a 'character'. However, he must thank Saint Jack… Chak… Jailna? Shit, the one who confused the names was Luffy, not him! Well, it wasn't like he was able to remember the names of character as insignificants as that bastard, but he was grateful to him for getting his memories back, not only Sabo's but his own as well.

"He doesn't remember a thing?" asked a new voice that made him leave his thoughts. His eye looked at the person walking forward, a man with a serious face and weird tattoo over his left eye. He recognized him instantly, he was the man he had seen during the Gray Terminal fire and he was also that man. "I first met him at the Highland of the Goa Kingdom. I'm sure he's one of the Nobles form there,"

He couldn't afford to think things now; he was at a critical point in the plot and his life in this world. He had never been a great tactician in his past life, but fortunately Sabo have his head on straight, that was a help.

"Then, let's take him home. Search for his parents…"

"No…" his hand moved instinctively and grabbed the cape from the man who was speaking to interrupt him.

Ah, this must be Sabo, he thought for a moment.

"I don't wanna go back!"

"Why?" asked a woman behind him.

"I remember who I am and where I come from, in fact, my name is Sabo and I am the son of a Noble, but… Go back is the last thing I want!" he couldn't play the 'I lost my memories' card, not with someone like Monkey D. Dragon who would realize immediately, it was better to tell the truth… o part of it.

"But we can't have you on this ship forever!" the giant head—Emporio Ivankov, demanded. "We have things to do!"

"In that case! In that case, just take me someplace else!"

The others Revolutionaries looked at each other with surprise and confusion, something normal when a wounded child asked to be thrown anywhere.

"You're just a kid! Don't be ridiculous!" he rolled his eyes mentally, wasn't he the one did not want him on the ship in the first place?

"I'm begging you!" tears began to gather in his eye, he wasn't a good actor either, but there were Sabo's real feelings.

"What should we do, Dragon?"

He met Dragon's stern gaze and tried to convey his feelings, his desperations. The whole room remained silent until the man finally spoke.

"He stays on the ship. Rest and when you're better we'll talk." He said before turning around and leaving the room, little by little the others Revolutionaries left the place too, only staying one person who seemed to be a doctor remained to check his condition.

When the person finally left he felt able to drop his façade.

How had he come to this situation?

Tears keep coming, it was the set of emotions he felt at that moment, Sabo with the fear of having been about die, he with the frustration of having died, the concern for the welfare of his brothers ant the relief of knowing that they were fine.

And he remembered it. Ace and Luffy were crying over his death right now. It was like a metal ball fell in the pit of his stomach.

It was too much for him at the moment, the las thing he remembered from his old life was to chat with his friends for future plans and hoping that his grandpa hadn't forgotten to put their clothes on before it got wet with the rain. And then a screech of brakes, a little girl screaming, his friends screaming, the cold floor against his cheek and then nothing.

He wasn't prepared to forget everything and become a new person, nobody gives you a manual for how continue when you find yourself in a situation like this. For a second he felt sorry for Sabo too and wondered why his problems felt heavier than the boy's. Maybe he had taken more control over the conscience of both… it was hard to think right now about that.

His vision becomes blurred, either by tears or fatigue. Slowly his eye closed completely and everything around him turned black.


If it were for him, he could return home, act the 'good boy' thing and live comfortably all his life. He could go somewhere else and start again, could even go back to Ace and Luffy's side. But no.

He had a mission, a single purpose in his new life and that was to rescue Ace and Luffy. And for that he had to enter the Revolutionary Army with the aim of becoming stronger, with that he would protect his loves ones.

It was cruel, go back with his brothers maybe it was a more stable way, train with them and then sail with Ace or Luffy, maybe join his crew or Luffy's—knowing how was the story of his young brother—and consequently become one of the Whitebeard Pirates or a pirate who declared war on the World Government, but he know how happy Sabo was (or would be) with the Revolutionaries. The overthrow of high command in search of freedom. He had never been a politician, but he agreed that this world was rotten.

He took a deep breath and mentally prepared himself—perhaps the first big test of his life—to try to convince Dragon to stay with them.


Many of the children he trained with were orphans or children of other Revolutionaries, but he couldn't socialize whit them really well. The par that was Sabo couldn't with them, too weak, too whiny, too strict, too boring. And he had never been good at socializing. He missed his brothers.

Unlike the canonical Sabo, he practiced his Katas with discipline, maybe Sabo was used to the action, be he didn't, he had to start training to reach a physical level where he wasn't in his past life.

This will soften my muscles, Sabo thought, stopping a second to observe his fist.

No, no, no, I have to start from zero, he thought, continuing with the exercises.

He sighed to himself, feeling a little tired, in a way his personalities clashed a bit and it was hard to try to harmonize them.

Hack's scream got him out of his thoughts, he watched Emporio Ivankov next to the gyojin as they spoke.

"How's that kid?" he managed to listen ask.

"Even though he is a Noble, his body moves easily. He has a lot of experience in battles; I bet he was a naughty boy. I don't know what to do with him anymore.

He hid a shy smile when he heard Hack talk about him and enthusiastically continued with the exercises.

In his previous life he had never been especially good at anything, the average, but now Sabo's fascination with learning and his goal to save Ace made him draw strength that he didn't know he had.

Bit a bit, with one step at a time everything was okay.


He knew the he didn't have to treat this world like a fantasy world, they all had a real life here and he was nobody to take them as 'characters'. But that didn't prevent the feeling afraid to ruin the 'plot'. He knew that his brothers would be fine up to a point, but he had no idea what thing would be related to his brother or which would not affect their futures.

Then Dragon announced that he would leave for Loguetown and knew he couldn't help it anymore. Luffy would be there, after years he could see his little brother… and fear seized him. What would he say? How would he act?

He couldn't just come up and say 'Hey Luffy, I'm Sabo and I'm alive'. He didn't even have the excuse of amnesia and to say anything else would be to act like a tremendous stupid.

Well, he has a ship trip to figure about how to make the thing work.


Soooooo… I don't really know—I just—ugh… I just have this idea in my mind and I can't help it. But, I only wrote it in Spanish but the desire to do it in English was huge and here it is.

THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION IN ENGLISH. *Yell insanely*

I'm sorry, I'm just so very nervous and excited. Like I said at the beginning, English isn't my first language so it will have many mistakes. I hope you can forgive me.

Then, leaving aside my babbling…

Why did I choose Sabo?

Because it they were Ace or Luffy technically they would be interfering in the plot of the story. Ace knowing that his father really loved him or how he really was, Ace wouldn't longer hate him (so mucho, because the feeling would not disappear like that), and no one can match Luffy's nature, without that nature he would not reached where he is. While Sabo is that neutral point of who we don't really know much but we have enough of him to give us an idea. I don't know if I explain.

Anyway… again, thanks for reading!

Pd – there will be a part where I count the reunion between brothers, but it will not be in Loguetown. I'm a villain, I know ;) although the next chapter also spoke a little about our prota (before being Sabo).

Next chapter: Explanations and inevitable meeting.

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