Sorry I haven't updated in awhile! With school, tennis, softball, etc... Yeah, my schedule gets pretty filled up. I've been working on it every spare minute of free time, but that's not that much. Oh well.

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When Usopp woke up the next day, he was in a strange room he had never seen before. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Yep, he wasn't hallucinating. It was a small room with a comfortable bed, a window that let in the morning light, and a small workbench with many tools scattered around it, as though its owner had been working on it and was forced to leave in a hurry. He stood and stumbled out of the bed. His head pounded; he apparently had a concussion. He felt his head and realized it was covered with bandages. What had happened the day before?

Once the pain died down a little, he walked over to the workbench and observed the tools. They were in good condition, but appeared to be well used. He walked out into the hallway and found a staircase. He descended slowly and called out, "Hello?" No answer. The rest of the house looked somewhat neat and orderly. It was small, but comfortable looking. He stepped outside and the cool morning air brushed his hair back. He smiled and walked out into the yard. It had a rocky pebble path leading down a hill and a large tree off in the distance. Other than that, it was deserted. He shrugged and headed toward the tree, not sure what he was looking to find. He walked over the hill and rested against the tree, but his head began to shoot with pain again. He fell to his knees and collapsed on the ground, fast asleep in the cool shade under the rustling leaves.

A few minutes later, a loud shriek woke him with a start. He bolted upright, ignoring his horrible headache and sprinted down the road toward the sound. He didn't see anything, but he kept running when out of the blue, he was knocked over by something large. His already aching head slammed into the ground with such force he almost blacked out again. He lay there, dazed, when a familiar voice spoke up.

"Ow ow ow!" a feminine voice cried. "That hurt!"

"Well, at least something broke our fall," said another recognizable voice, this one higher pitched. "What just happened anyway?"

"I don't know."

Usopp regained enough strength by then to push the two off of him, and the three finally got a good look at each other. Usopp was staring at two of his friends, the orange-haired navigator and the short, furry doctor, Nami and Chopper. Nami gasped.

"Usopp!" cried Chopper as he jumped onto Usopp and almost knocked him over. "We were worried about you!"

"What?" said Usopp. "What happened?"

"Well, you had just disappeared when the man fell from the sky…" Chopper began.

"Hold on, a man fell from the sky?" Usopp asked curiously, but Chopper continued on without hesitation.

"… and everyone was so worried because we couldn't find you!"

"Wait, what's this about a man? And I didn't disappear, did I?"

"Yes, you did," Nami said, standing up. It looked like she was in pain. "And the stranger falling from the sky, well, that's another story for later."

"N-Nami, are you okay?" asked Usopp. He looked at her arm, which was bleeding.

Nami looked at him. "Yes, I'm fine. The fall just hurt my leg, that's all."

"But your arm, it's bleeding."

She twisted around and looked at her shoulder. Blood trickled down from a gash in her bicep just under her tattoo, but she absentmindedly wiped it away with her thumb. "Oh that? That's nothing." She tried to cover up the pain, but she winced slightly when her finger made contact with the cut.

Chopper hopped over to her and started applying leaves to the cut as though they were bandages. He didn't have any medical supplies with him; they were all in his little room on the Thousand Sunny. He began to feel nervous. If they got hurt, which could be likely, he didn't know if he could heal them without his supplies and medicine. What would happen to them in this strange place? A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, but he wiped it away. Man, it was hot today.

Nami sat back and watched Chopper apply the leaves. Usopp stood up and walked over to get more when a sudden gust of wind blew them all out of his hands and down the road. Finally, Chopper just gave up in frustration.

"Ah!" he cried. "Where are we? Where can I get medicine and bandages?"

"Well, I'm not quite sure where we are," said Usopp, looking down the road. Now that they were sitting on top of the hill, he could see a small city off in the distance. Hopefully they could find supplies there, and maybe they could ask around to find out just where they had landed. "But I was looking for someone. Have you seen a girl with blond hair around here somewhere?"

"No," said Nami. "We just got here, remember?"

"Oh yeah."

Just then, a man with short black hair came running down the road toward them. He stopped next to them and looked around, then he turned to them and asked, "Hey, have you seen a short blond guy anywhere around here? With his hair in a braid?"

Nami looked at Chopper. This stranger had just described that Edward Elric perfectly. Nami looked back and said, "Yeah, we've seen him, but I don't know where."

"Wait, Nami, how do you know who this guy's talking about?"

"Wait, you never met him? The guy that fell on our ship?" Nami hissed, her voice low so the man would not think they were out of their minds.

"No, what are you talking about?"

Nami ignored him and turned to the man again. "Well, we don't exactly know where we are at the moment. Could you tell us?"

The man sighed. "This is urgent. Plese tell me, do you know where this man went?"

Nami shook her head. "We came from the Grand Line. Do you know where that is from here?"

The man just looked at her like she was crazy. "The Grand Line? Never heard of it."

Nami sighed. "You know what? Nevermind. We haven't seen him that recently." They sat there for a minute when Nami spoke up again. "Who are you, exactly?"

"My name is Roy Mustang."