Sorry guys had tri-terms :p! Well I tried to make this one long so here you guys go and NO SCHOOL MONDAY! So quick update for sure, Thanks for the reviews and Im glad people are liking the plot! IM SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGERS!

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"Grey" Zoro hollered as he ran to where the scream had came from. He bulldozed his way through the forest hoping to see anything that would give a lead to Greycie. Running past a tree he stopped when he felt one of swords resist and pulltowards something. Laying a hand on the cursed sword he slowly followed the pull and found himself facing the tree. Bending down slowly he picked up something that was camouflagedin mud and grass. The pitch black forest didnt help either.

Just by the touch he knew what it was but he still spread open the blanket and stared at it. It was covered in Mud and the marimo coloring made it almost invisible on the ground. There was just one color that gave the blanket it away. Red, blood red. The blood was in one straight line in the middle and Zoro couldn't take his eyes from the line. Thoughts were swimming in his head but a movement cleared his head. Sandai again pulled away from his master and tilted to the north. Taking a deep breath Zoro turned around and bolted towards where the sword was pulling to.

A little girl made her way home singing broken lyrics that Clare tried to teach her the other day. She repeated the same line not remembering the other lyrics. When her house was in sight she started to hum the song quieter. The last thing she wanted was to get Ray in a bad mood. She stood outside the door looking at it and wishing it would disappear. Disappear and never appear again. Instead a happy pretty mother would open the door and tell her to come inside before she catches a cold. Yes a mother that actually worried about her well being. A caring father who made sure his daughter was always happy. Parents that loved their child. That was what the child desired more than anything.

She craved that affection, a hug, a small comforting touch, and maybe even a good night kiss. Knowing she would make herself sick by daydreaming a dream that would never come true she opened the door and let reality hit her. Her dream now vanished as she saw a knocked out Ray on the floor who had one arm draped over his precious chemicals. The girl's nose wrinkled as the house smelled like something had died. Taking a deep breath she started the most difficult task.

Walking around Ray without waking him up. She carefully started her dangerous mission by tiptoeing her way through the room. Today was worse than usual since for some strange reason Ray's legs were blocking the entrance to the kitchen. She would have to somehow get over them and avoid waking him up. With one leg over him she was halfway done but she didnt see the beaker that was hidden behind Ray's leg. The sound of breaking glass echoed through the house and before the child could move, the leg she was currently crossing over kicked her in the stomach sending her flying to the floor. She desperatetly tried to hold in the cry of pain but it slipped through her lips. Ray turned to the sound and furious eyes met terrified ones.

"What the hell you bitc-" Before Ray could finish the insult a knock was heard at the door. The person knocked again and before any of the two could move the person outside opened the door. A thin man with a ghostly pale face stared at the two but his eyes glanced at the child currently on the ground.

"Who the hell are you" Ray yelled at the intruder.

"I just might be the key to your success sir" the man replied smiling his thin blood red lips.

Ray wasnt expecting an answer like this so he with a wave of his hand he let the man continue speaking.

"Oh no Im not the man to speak about your success that would be my captain. Oh here he comes right now"

The two watched the strange man waddle his way outside and wondered how the captain must have looked. Ray casted his daughter one last glare before heading outside. The child stood inside and waited for Ray to come back inside. She didn't like the man with the cane and she couldn't imagine how the captain must have looked.

She laid there on the ground and five minutes later she was asleep with her thumb in her mouth. It wasn't twenty minutes later when she rudely woken up by someone grabbing her arm and forcing her onto her feet.

"Wake up your leaving" was all Ray said.

Startled and confused she held in a cry as she looked up to see Ray grabbing her arm. Ray wasnt looking at her but staring at was what he was holding in his hand. A fruit that was bright yellow and was covered in swirls. The child was hypnotized by the swirls but pulled herself to look away from the fruit. The swirls for an odd reason gave her the chills, she hoped that she would never have to see those kinds of swirls again.

She was going to ask Ray what was going on but instead she was pushed into the arms of a shaky old man. The old man stared at her his eyes glinting and his mind reeling with plans for the child. The child was terrified by the man and freed herself from his weak grip and tried to run outside. She fled but only made her way a few feet from outside the door before the man with the cane was right next to her. She screamed as he pinned her arms behind her back.

"Ray help me" The child screamed as terror seized her mind. She looked at Ray who was still in the same spot. Her face fell at the expression on his face. He had a wide thin smile as he stared at the fruit in his hands. He didn't look like he even heard his daughter screaming.

"Ray please please" She had no idea what was going on but she felt her throat go tight and she knew something was not right. She felt the ground shake beneath her and turned to see a massive man with black curly hair. She stopped screaming as she stared at the man. She hated him just from looking at him. She didnt know who he was but there was something in his eyes that told her everything that he did. He was an evil man and she decided that she would not be going with him. Biting the arm that was gripping her she jerked foreword going between the massive mans legs and fleeing to the only person she knew that liked her. She heard laughter and ran faster truly scared.

Running as fast as her little legs could take her she soon saw Clare's house. "Clare help please help m-" Before she could continue a giant hand covered her mouth and picked her up roughly. She turned to see a man with a mask holding her and laughing.

"Come on were leaving now" she heard someone say. She tried to yell to Clare again but her attempts were muffled by the man in the mask. Before leaving she thought she saw Clare running out of her house. She closed her eyes and waited for this bad dream to end. She repeated in her head "Please wake up, please let this be a dream".

She opened her eyes when she heard a new voice. She was dropped rudely on the floor and she noted she was on a boat. She looked up to see a man with a hat on and one glass over his eye.

"This was your pick, this runt" The man said particular to no one.

"Its fine all I needed was a beating heart" The old man replied.

The child thinking that no one was watching made a dash back to the docks but a gunshot being fired stopped her and froze her in her tracks. She looked at the bullet hole that was a mere half inch away from her face.

"Dont do anything your going to regret" The man with the one glass said as he blew the smoke off the gun.

Greycie was running now as blood fell freely from her arm. She hadn't seen the branch that was sticking out of the tree that snagged her blanket. She shivered at how much the branch looked like an outstretched arm. A sharp pain in her shoulder reminded her of how she flew to the ground when her blanket got caught in the branch. She landed sharply on a rock that scraped her shoulder enough to draw blood. She was so tired and right now she couldn't even remember why she fled from the ship.

Ace telling his discovery that he made about Blackbeard flashed through mind. Everyone would want to ask questions and she knew they would be angry at her for not telling them the truth. Not to mention Zoro. Zoro would hate her because...because her own father hated her. Now Zoro knew that her own father traded her for a devil fruit...a fake one at that. She was months that she traveled with everyone, Luffy, Nami, Ussop, Sanji, Chopper, Robin, Franky, Brooke and mostly Zoro, were the closest thing she had as a family. Now everyone knew why she screamed at night, why she hated a stranger complimenting her eyes.

She stopped running and stopped in the forest. Very slowly she touched her eyes and wondered why she wasn't mad at Zoro for giving her name that actually had Grey in it. That didn't make any sense. She didn't make any sense...did anything make sense any more. She chuckled lightly at her wierd thoughts. She stopped though when she heard a snap of a twig. Hastily turning around she turned to see Zoro stepping towards her. He was pissed and Greycie felt her face fell. This was it he was going to scream at her for lying to him. Tears came to her eyes at the thought and with a spin of her heel Greycie turned a complete 90 degrees and ran the opposite way of Zoro.

Zoro stood there shocked at what just happen but bolted after her wondering who the hell hurt her and caused the blood on her shoulder. Zoro could still see black curls but by each second passed Greycie was another foot away. He was losing distance fast. Was he getting slower or was Greycie getting...faster?

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