Dimension Jumper (One Piece X OC) [BEING REWRITTEN]

2. Family

Author's Note: Heyya! Note to self that the first couple of chapters talks about Naomi's transition to the anime world.

P.s: angst ahead

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•Naomi's POV•

".....mi.."

'Where am I?'

"Na...i.."

'Did someone called my name?'

"...Naomi.."

    The voice was soft and gentle but I was not familiar with it. I tried opening my eyes but the searing bright light caused me to shut it tight and let out a hiss. Cupping both of my hands above my black orbs, I slowly opened them, letting my eyes adjust to the bright surroundings. After a while, I looked around me. Everything was white and barren. There's literally nothing except for open space until heavens know how far. Honestly, it was creeping me out.

    I read many fanfictions and when you are in a white room or something, you are either:

A. Dead

or

B. Someone will pop-out out of nowhere and claims that you're not dead.

or

C. You've gone mad.

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    I don't want to think that I'm dead so I'm either mad or someone will pop-out telling me that I'm not dead. Telling myself that I'm not in some sort of fanfiction and have to think logically, I chose my answer.

    "Yeah, I'm mad."

    "No you're not, child. What makes you think that?" I let out an inhumane screech and jumped away from the voice. My wide eyes landed on a beautiful figure of a woman. She has wavy golden hair that reached her waist. The white dress that complimented her hourglass figure strangely reminded me the dress Lady Galadriel wore. Upon closer inspection, the dress seemed to have star-shaped patterns and adorned with glitters. In her hand was a long staff that was probably as tall as me.

    In short, she looks like a angel.

    After a few seconds of staring (creepily) at the gorgeous woman in front of me, I blinked my onyx orbs slowly before closing them altogether. I inhaled deeply, coming to a perfectly logical situation.

    "I'm dead".

    "... Well, you're not dead either." The woman chuckled nervously.

    "I'm not?"

    "You are not dead nor are you mad, child." I didn't know whether to feel relief or nervous from her answer.

    "What's wrong, child? You look uncomfortable." The lady inquired, looking quite concern.

    "Umm.. Well, I'm not really good with new people and this whole thing is a bit absurd. I don't even know where I am! Who are you anyway? And you speak so formally that I don't know how to speak to you! Wait, I shouldn't have said that. Sorry! I know I'm a little weird. I tend to mumble and people thought that it was freaky. Wait! I'm doing it now, aren't I? Shit, sorry! I mean, sorry! I shouldn't cuss-" A small laugh cut off my nonsense rambling. The blonde lady was stiffling her laughter but a few snorts came out. She looked at me with something akin to amusement.