I forgot to put up what i previously had at the top of this chapter so im just going to go ahead and remind people just in case they dont know. I pushed my chapters together so that i could make the story have longer chapters. I did this while I was writing for chapter 8, if i remember right. Though of course now im on chapter 15, i think you all know this but like i said above just in case someone still didnt know.

Chapter 1

Darkness, darkness

All around

Nothing peeps or makes a sound

When daylight sneak a cautious view

A story begins a new

"Gasp," my lungs inhaled fast as I sat quickly up in bed. I grabbed my heart as my body pulsed to life. That dream, that awful dream again.

As I slowly calmed down and my pulse regulated I laid back and turned to my side where I spotter my backpack that happened to be lying on my bed side table. I opened the front pocket and pulled out a picture. I stared at the picture long and hard before putting it back into the backpack and turning back over trying to ride myself of the bile that still swarmed in my mind.

I stared up at the ceiling and remembered that it was Saturday. So I sat up as I smiled a little still trying but failing to shake off the aftermath of the dream.

I looked around my light blue room looking for something in particular. As I looked around my eyes passed over books, CD's, covers, pillows, chewy bar rappers and my computer in the far corner. My eyes finally landed on what I was looking for my guitar and Ukulele.

I had learned how to play both and could never just pick one up, though I did learn how to play the guitar first. It was really the only things I could say I was actually good at, what with my poor brain capacity and moderate skills when it came to defense or sports for that matter. I carried them around with me where ever I went.

I quickly got out of bed and threw on some hiking boots and a red sun dress. I know they don't really go together but there always comfortable to wear around.

I grabbed my backpack that already had three notebooks, a pencil, towel, and some pictures in it. Then I added my Ukulele to the mix and grabbed my guitar that had its own case.

I then opened my door and walked out of my room shutting it quietly. Because, across the hall from me laid my mother. Her long brown hair drifted down her shoulders and spilled on top of her pillow. Her face held utter content and her eye lids shut out her golden eyes from the world before her. She lay in only her scrubs and I saw her shiver in her sleep.

I quietly walked in and covered her up with a blanket, it had been hard for her ever since my father left and my brother joined the marines. No he didn't beat us or starve us or anything like that, he never hurt us physically, But don't get me wrong either I haven't talked to my dad in a year I don't like him and never will. I want a real dad not one who just buys me stuff so that I like him.

My father left when I was only fourteen and my older brother was nineteen. My father met a younger woman and after cheating on my mother with her for some months he dumped my mother.

He kicked us out of the house and on to the streets though luckily my grandmother took us in. My grandmother let us stay as my mother made her way through collage so she could get a better job.

When I was fifteen my mother, brother and I finally moved out of my grandparents house and into our own apartment on the beach, which was good because it was also near my school. My mother got a job at a hospital near by and my brother graduated soon after.

Not to long after that my brother was sent off to a training camp for the marines, he was finally fulfilling his dreams of helping our nation.

Then there's me I'm pretty normal for a sixteen year old girl, I don't have any life lasting friends and I don't stand out. I'm an average girl with an average dream as well.

My dream is to open a little café in town where I can spend my day serving strangers and maybe end up writing a book or two in my free time.

Though that wasn't always my dream once upon a long time ago, I dreamed of the impossible I dreamed of ever lasting friendship and falling in love… Once upon a time I dreamed of a dad who would love me. And Once upon a time I dreamed of seeing the world.

But that's all behind me, I've come to relies that wishing and dreaming is for Disney movies. While grand adventures with true friendship are for all the anime I spent my time watching.

I wasn't like other people when it came to anime though, I didn't dream about going on an adventure with my favorite characters in toe. I didn't wish I could fall in love with one of them and run off with a happy ending, because in the real world things like that just didn't happen.

Though it did make me forget about my own world from time to time and just worry about there's. I never felt like anything more than an over seeing party of one though. Or maybe an observer or creator that felt just a little too strongly for there own creations than they should of.

My favorite out of all the anime I had watched had to be one piece. The characters grabbed my attention and made me feel for them. I cried for like a week when I found out that Ace had died.

"Hu," I sighed and then haled my stuff into our small kitchen and made myself a piece of toast before making my way out of the front door.

I walked down the hall our apartment was in and then to the elevator at the end of the hall. I stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the first floor of the building. Then, to my luck there was no one else to get on before I reach the first floor.

I quickly stepped out of the elevator with my things then walked briskly till I was out of the apartment building all together. I took a single breath in and then out with a sigh, ah the air of Florida always did wonders to a person's mood if you ask me personally.

I made my way across the street and over to the beach where I found a dry but windy place where I took my towel out of my backpack and set it down on the ground.

I then set myself down on the towel and pulled out my ukulele and started playing a song that I new rather well.

I hummed the lyrics to the song so not to disturb any of the other people around me. I played

And played

And played

Switching from guitar to ukulele every so often all through out the morning and afternoon, humming along with each and every song I new.

I was so into my music that I didn't notice how late it was in till I finally looked up into the sky to see the sun slipping behind the waters on the beach. So I sighed and started packing up my things to go home.

I quickly put my towel and ukulele back in my bag and put my guitar back into its case then set off for home.

But before I could get off the beach my foot became stuck by something. I looked back to see my foot was stuck in the sand. I tried to pull my foot out but it just wouldn't budge from its place in the sand.

Then suddenly there was a tug and then another, each tug became harder and harder than the last one was. Also with each tug more and more of my body was dragged into the sand. I screamed in panic but no one seemed to hear me.

What was with this sand, it couldn't be quick sand of anything. So slowly I slipped farther and farther into the sand in till I was all the way in. It was dark far to dark and cramped but I didn't have enough time to be scared before I was falling.

I never thought I was going to stop until I hit something then something else, I couldn't tell what it was that I hit but I didn't have long to think before my head hit something far harder and right before I fell unconscious. I thought is this the end of me is this the end of Sadie Muse Nelson

Dreams never filled my head

All there ever was, was black

But glad was I not to dream

For all my dreams would be dead

Though hope showed yet through this darken room

No the darkness never left it just went on and on

Ready to be filled with dreams

But was I ready to fill it?

Was I ready to be gone?

Slowly my eyes opened, but were blurry so I blinked a couple of times before I looked down. There I saw that I was in a bed, so it was just a dream. I sighed and then looked to my left to see a window, it was closed and I smiled at it but then slowly I started to frown.

The reflection in the mirror didn't look like me. Well it did but it looked like a little me. The person staring back at me had deep blue eyes and sea foam green hair that I had dyed myself. But this person looked like they were no older than four or five.

I quickly looked around the room for other people but no one was there, I was alone. I then took a better look at the room as well the room was plain with light brown walls and nothing but a bed and a dresser.

This wasn't my room at all and I was freaking out inside. I took a deep breath in to calm down my nerves and then pinched myself. But nothing around me changed so I pinched myself again and again, but still nothing changed. My eyes widened slightly this wasn't a dream so I was some where I don't know and now I was a little person.

I sighed and tried not to rip my hair out and scream in fear that who ever owned this little house would hear me and something bad would happen. As I hyperventilated quietly, if that's possible, I heard the door slowly squeak open. I looked up and over to the door to see a little boy look in and run up to my bed he had dark hair and wore a tank top with blue jean shorts on. He looked familiar some how but I didn't know exactly how.

"Hi my name is Monkey. D. Luffy, lets be friends," The boy yelled in excitement smiling all the while. Then it hit me, was I in one piece? Then that would mean I was most likely in windmill village or with the Dadan family there wasn't really any other explanation so until anything more rational comes by to say hi I'll go with that.

But I had to find a way to get back, my life was boring back then but I liked the predictability. Anime was supposed to be on the irrational side of the glass and I on the other hand was supposed to be on the rational one.

"Uhm, you can call me Muse," I said but I didn't smile, not that I ever really did around strangers. Just because I knew him from a TV show didn't mean he was the same, in what ever this place is. But he just smiled on as he yelled

"Makino the girl's awake, the girls awake and her name is Muse," Luffy yelled out to his care taker.

"I never said my name was Muse," I spoke up making the young man in front of me frown in frustration.

"Yes you did, you just said so," He spoke in a matter of fact tone.

"No what I said was that you could call me Muse not that, that was my name," I said back in a cool tone laughing a little at his confused face, but only on the inside.

As I finished my sentence and women walked into the room she had green hair with a yellow bandana holding it back along with two deep brown eyes. She smiled at me and then pulled a chair from outside the door into the room so that she could sit beside my bed.

"Hello little one what's your name?" The women I already knew as Makino questioned, though I know she had to know my name from Luffy's yelling so I wondered why she asked. But I was still ready to answer when I was interrupted.

"She said to call her Muse but it's not her name," Luffy spoke up before I could with a pout on his face.

"Well that's a lovely name Muse; may I ask you what you were doing unconscious in the middle of the woods?" Makino asked, so I was found in the woods, huh? I guess that answers the question as to what I was hitting on the way down; they must have been branches in the trees.

"I don't know," I answered her pretty much telling the truth I mean I don't know why I ended up here and like this. A little five your old girl when I used to be sixteen years old.

"Do you know where your parents are? Or maybe a guardian, relative, or sibling?" she asked again hoping to make me cheer up a bit, but I just kept a stoic look on my face. Technically I did now where my family was but I doubt that they would know the places that my family members were at so I'd just have to say nothing and figure all this out on my own.

"No I don't know where they are," I said back.

"Well then how about your age?" she tried again thinking I was getting discourage from not being able to answer any questions. But I still answered it all the same.

"I'm five years old," I said only really guessing my age from what I looked like right now.

"So then your younger than me, this is going to be awesome, hey Makino can she stay with us?" Makino sighed at Luffys light hearted spirit as she nodded a yes.

"Of course she can stay here if she has no where else to go," Makino answered Luffy and smiled down at me. I did think about rejecting them at first not liking the idea of intruding on some else's home.

But then remembering that I'm a pint sized five year old now I thought better of it, I didn't have any where else to say and couldn't get a job to take care of myself either, so I just stayed quite on the matter and decided to get up. As I slowly got off the bed and looked down at myself to see that I was in a night gown.

"Could I get some other clothes to put on so that I can go out side?" I asked as Makino nodded then grabbed some clothes handing them to me and ushering Luffy out of the room and then leaving as well, shutting the door behind her so that I could change.

I looked at the clothes to see they were a bit big on me, there was a long sleeved tee shirt that was a light purple and reached over my hands and jean shorts that I decided to roll up. I tried rolling the sleeves to the shirt up as well but they just kept coming undone so I just left them the way they were.

I crawled back onto the bed to take a better look at myself in the glass since there was no mirror. I didn't look half bad in the clothes and beside the length of the legs and sleeves every thing fit pretty well.

So I walked over to the door and opened it walking out and around the corner to find Makino making food and Luffy sitting at the table waiting for it. I wasn't feeling all that hungry but I waned to get to know the people I was going to be living with.

So I set down at the table on the opposite side of Luffy, when I pulled my chair to sit down Luffy smiled at me. His smile was big and goofy like I'd always scene in the shows. It made me want to smile as well but yet when I tried to all I could manage was a small one back, it was nothing compare to his smile.

"Muse lets be friends!" Luffy shouted never letting that smile slip off his face "We could go on adventures together!" he added.

I thought about his request it wouldn't hurt anything well except maybe the adventure part since as far as I know he's a trouble magnet but I slowly nodded my head any way, as he yelled in the air yays and yahoos.

"We're going to be best friends Muse!" Luffy said excitedly.

"Well don't do anything to dangerous with her Luffy, she's younger than you and a girl," Makino said sounding worried as she set the food down on the table and we all started to eat. "You could get her hurt if you're not careful," she scolded to make sure he wouldn't do anything to reckless around me.

"Oh don't worry Makino, if we do anything scary I'll just protector her so no worries," Luffy pronounced bravely.

I, never saying a word for where pooh was a bear of very little brain, I was a girl of very little words. But still the thought of Luffy just wanting to protect me brought a smile to my face a small and unnoticeable one but a smile all the same.

"Thanks," I spoke up towards Luffy "But I don't need to be protected," I protested knowing that the idea probably wouldn't work out well just by the look in Makino's eyes.

"Don't worry Muse he'll protect you weather you want him to or not," Makino spoke up giggling slightly when I sighed.

By the time our conversation was over I had finished all the food on my plate then thought about my guitar and backpack. I had it with me when that tornado came so hopefully, maybe it was here as well. I mean there's never any harm in asking.

"When you found me did you find anything near me?"

"No, nothing at all, why?" Makino said, but I mean I was in a tornado they could have landed anywhere so I decided to go look for them and ignore Makino's question.

"I'll be back so, don't worry ok," I said and then left the house before anyone said anything making my way back to the woods, the sun was high in the sky so what I was guessing is it was most likely noon.

The woods were a lot thicker in this world than in my own, likely to the fact we had people chopping them down to make supper malls, and here people only chopped down trees to make houses. As I ventured through the woods I made sure to remember the way back. I ended up finding my backpack, and my guitar, not very far from each other. Surprisingly my guitar wasn't even scratched and nothing in my backpack was out of place.

Now that my things were found I wondered what else had changed about me, I wanted to know if only my size changed or did my strength change as well.

So I slowly walked over to a good sized boulder and tried to push it a little only to watch as it went flying. My eyes widened, if anything I though that I would lose strength because of my size not gain it.

I started at my hands in shock for a while but then smiled and jumped in the air. I was so excited my fighting could get way better now, I could get stronger here. But then I thought twice how I could be so happy when I left my mother all alone.

How selfish could I be to be happy about being here? I sighed and stormed off back towards the house I came from mad at myself for my own selfishness. As I walked angrily I didn't notice where I was going and some how found my way into a deep, dark, narrow whole, this was not going to be good.