Me: I'm back from the dead!

Every anime character that exists: *Runs away*

Me: …. *Cricket cricket*

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Mirim walked back to her apartment exhausted. Paperwork, paperwork and more paperwork. She would rather be out on the open sea. And those dreams didn't help her either. She was pretty sure they were her memories since they occurred more frequently lately but they were breaking her down slowly.

'If I get another dream like this tonight I won't be able to stand on my own feet tomorrow.' She thought sourly and entered her apartment. She was glad Keita went back to his own home instead of sleeping in hers tonight. After that first night of memories she had found him oddly suspicious. She felt her trust in him swayed, like he wasn't who he said he was to her. It was strange and she felt insecure. She didn't trust anybody but Garp. The Vice-Admiral was nice. He looked out for her and cheered her up. She needed it now more than ever.

"Augh, I swear, if I see one more paper which require my signature, I'll rip it to shreds!" she exclaimed as she fell on her mattress and instantly fell asleep.

"Since you're Luffy-kun and Ace's grandfather, I'll spare you."

"Big words from a cocky brat." Garp spit out. "Maybe so," Mirim leaned backwards with both arm and body before with the help of the water flinging Garp away from her and the execution platform.

"But true words from this cocky brat." She ended her sentence as he landed in the centre of the war.

'That won't keep him for long. If not, I think I made the situation worse for those down there,'She thought as she secured the chain on Soul slayer around her wrist and jumped up again grabbing the ledge and hauled herself over coming face to face with her commander. She smiled tiredly at him but he looked terrified.

"No! Get away from here!" he yelled confusing her until a shadow towered over her.

"Goodbye Reaper." Sengoku said and raised his sword before slashing down.

"MIRIM!"

Soul slayer fell to the ground split in two. Mirim stared at Sengoku before she glanced at Soul slayer, her mother's weapon.

"What…?" She asked as she held up her hands which were soaked in blood. Her blood. She looked down towards her abdomen and saw a large wound stretching over from the left part of her chest to her right hip tearing open her white kimono and soaking it in her blood. This made her eyes widen.'N-no… way…'She turned her gaze back to Ace who this time looked terrified, sad and angry as he yelled something but she couldn't hear him.

She reached out to him but felt herself falling backwards. She tried harder to reach him but she drifted farther and farther away.

"N-no… not yet… Ace… Ace," She couldn't see him anymore, only the sky above them. The blue sky and then she felt weightless for a few seconds before she began to fall but before she did Sengoku kicked her in the side making her fall at the edge of the platform beside where Garp sat before he went out to battle.

'What's… going on?'she thought and Ace's face appeared in her mind.

'What… did I fight for?'She saw herself stand on top of the siege wall and stared as the Moby dick burned and sunk before she turned towards the execution platform where Ace was kneeling.

'Is this… the end?'Everything in her vision began to darken and the sounds of pirates and marines began to disappear and the only thing she heard clearly was her own heartbeat.'Oh well… it's alright… I don't regret… anything.'And then… nothing but darkness and silence.

With a yell Mirim fell out of her bed. She held her hands over her chest panting heavily as her heart beat wildly against her chest. The sun shone through the window and the singing birds outside calmed her down somewhat.

"It was just a dream... just a dream-" she froze and pressed her hands against her chest before lifting up her nightshirt. Her eyes trailed over the scar on her chest, told to her by the admirals and Sengoku that a Whitebeard pirate gave her. Her eyes widened as she recalled her dream.

"N-no way…" she breathed out. But if her dream was a memory then this was the final proof that she was a pirate. A Whitebeard pirate no less. She needed to talk with someone. Someone she trusted. She hurried out of bed, got dressed, ate breakfast and ran out the door heading for a certain Vice-Admiral's office.

"Garp-san? Garp-san!" she knocked on his door but he didn't answer. Thinking he may be asleep in there she entered silently but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Garp-san? Maybe he hasn't arrived here yet." She said to herself and looked around. Then she noticed a paper on his desk. A wanted poster. She walked over to it and picked it up.

"I wonder who this… is…" she trailed off.

"Mirim-chan! I wasn't expecting any visitors this early in the morning." Garp said as he entered his office. He became a little confused when she didn't answer him. "Mirim-chan?"

"What…. Is this?"

"What's what?" he asked but then noticed the poster she held in her hands.

"What is this, Garp-san?" she asked again.

"Mirim-chan-"

"WHAT IS IT?" she yelled and held it up in front of her. "WHY DOES IT HAVE MY NAME ON IT? WHY DOES IT HAVE MY PICTURE?" It was a wanted poster of her. Of Mirim The Reaper. The picture showed her resting the silver-blue scythe over her shoulder while leaning onto Marco the Phoenix with a grin, her hair put up in two pigtails and she wore a pair of mini-shorts, high heels and a tank top.

"Why do I stand with Marco the Phoenix in this picture… with that scythe?" she whispered staring at the poster with a pained expression.

"Mirim-chan. It's just a modified picture. Look, you look younger don't you? You don't remember it yet do you?" Garp laughed loudly. She stared at him with a tearstained face in confusion.

"Aw, don't be like that. Here." He said and handed her a handkerchief. As she cleaned her face he continued. "I was going to give it to you yesterday but remembered you still suffer amnesia and wouldn't take the joke but it seems I forgot to stow it away."

"R-really?"

"Yes. Now clean up and get back to your duties Admiral." She nodded and handed the poster back to him. "You were right Garp-san. I didn't understand." She smiled and left.

'Phew, that was too close.' He thought and crumbled the poster into a paper ball before throwing it in the trashcan. 'But a part of me wants her to go back to the pirates. She makes a damn fine marine but she doesn't belong here.'

'Garp is lying.' She thought as she walked into her own office and sat down beside the desk. For a moment she just stared into space before she buried her face in her hands.

"Who am I?" she whispered helplessly as her recent dreams flashed before her eyes.

"This time we won't go in and take the marines on. This time we'll do an infiltration mission and we'll go tonight, eh.." Marco said as he briefed Ace. Whitebeard had told him to take one crewmate and go into Marineford and get Mirim back. Of course he had chosen Ace to come with him. He was after all the commander of the second division… plus he would never hear the end of it if Ace found out he had done this mission without him.

"Pops will wait with the new Moby Dick coated under water where we emerged the last time." Ace nodded as he took in this information.

"And when do we leave?" Marco blinked.

"We haven't thought of that yet, eh."

"What?"

"Idiot! I just told you didn't I, eh? We leave tonight."

"Sorry, I'm just excited." Ace apologized and Marco rolled his eyes. "Don't take any unnecessary baggage with you eh." Ace just nodded and left for his room. He didn't want to risk a narcoleptic fit in this mission. Too much was at stake right now but one thing he was sure would happen.

'We will get Mirim back. That's a promise to all the crew and pops.' He thought. Marco woke him up not long after. They had to leave immediately to get to Marineford till nightfall.

Night had finally fallen and they had finally arrived in Marineford. It was time for the two to put the plan in action. The two pirates found it funny that the Marine HQ was so easily infiltrated but then again they had just suffered war not too long ago and at least half of the HQ was destroyed, courtesy of the Whitebeard pirates so of course they were lacking men some places but that was to their advantage.

"You're kidding right?" Ace asked as they stood outside a huge apartment.

"Nope. According to my sources this is her home, eh."

"They sure spoil the one who almost destroyed this whole island." Ace muttered as both of them entered the apartment and in the cover of the night no one heard or saw them enter.

Me: I know it's been ages since I updated. I'm so sorry! Please forgive me but on Monday I'll have to give the ICT in my school my computer because it needs some upgrading for this semester.

So I'll update this chapter and when I get my computer back on Tuesday I'll immediately begin on the next chapter. Thank you for being so patient!