Hi to you, people who have stumbled across this story. I had recently started to watch One Piece - and was on this mindscape where... why not add an OC into it? Yeah, I've read a lot on this site with those marysues and what not. This is only just an idea I thought of whilst watching the show so I though why the hell not?

Disclaimer: Credits, Respect and Appreciation to Eiichiro Oda for One Piece


Prologue

The waves crushed against the rocks connected to the warm coloured sand. In the far horizon, glimmered from the morning shore stood a little girl, staring. She could easily see the little half shaped planet stretch from it's slumber, something she always saw since she could get out of her house. She may have gotten in trouble a couple times but her determination to look was enough to sneak away from her sleeping siblings and mother. A slight breeze swished past her, letting her locks flow like it was meant to be. The wind may have been cold, but her smooth brown skin did not shiver. The wind could only touch her heart.

She could feel it. Something out there. Something that always managed to make her wake up at the same time, every morning. The same dream reacurring, the same moment of time stopping. The same feeling.

In her hand, was a golden object. She lift it up and shaped it to the sun rising up. It was a compass - from what her nana had told her it is. It had only shown one direction and it only pointed to the sea bank near her house. Wherever she moved, it will never change direction. Of course, she had to figure out why. What was so important about it? Was it a sign? Was she supposed to follow it?

The water tickled at her feet, which made the little girl giggle. She put the compass back in her pocket, there she continued to stare. The reason why she woke up was because she kept seeing individuals, the same silloette everyday and she had it memorized in her mind like the chores she has to do. But what was that object? What did she dream of again?


"Is that teine up again?", a woman's voice sighed. She was standing a few feet away from the beach, shivering from the morning mist. She could see the outline of her hitting her head, walking around the beach.

"Hey!"

The little girl turned around to see her mother shivering and then walking inside the hut. The mother coming back with a broom.

"If your gonna do this again, it's gonna be the last straw!"

Her eyes widened in fear nearly tripping as the sand beneath squished between her toes. She stopped though. Remembering what her mother had just said to her. Why was that word so familiar? It was like she knew what it was...

"A STRAW HAT- OWWW!"

"Get inside the fale NOW!"