Oɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

Cᴇᴍᴇᴛᴇʀʏ ʟᴀᴅʏ. Cᴀᴇsᴀʀ Cʟᴏᴡɴ

The Strawhats, a crew you could never be more thankful for. That day, you were saved. It was amazing, your shadow being released from Moria and being able to be in the sun.

"Yo-hohoho!" Laughed the skeleton. You recognized him as you crept around the corners of the graveyard of Thriller Bark.

Your eyes darkened as you stared him down. The humming swordsman. He slowly turned around in fear, looking right at you! You immediately creeped away from the corner as he let out a loud shriek.

"What's wrong Brook?!" Asked Strawhat.

"G-g-g-ghost!" Brook stuttered as he pointed in your direction.

'Damn you skeleton!' You growled as you fled away from the scene. Strawhat was now determined to find the 'ghost' Brook saw and take down Oars with Moria.

You made your way to the graveyard, sitting on a tombstone. You held a cross in your hands, one that you snatched from that negative sniper. As you sat there in your own thoughts, you heard loud laughter and before you could react; Strawhat came flying!

You immediately braced yourself for impact but it never came. He flew right through you and ran straight into the largest grave. He groaned, rubbing his head before standing up and approaching you with a smile.

"So this is what scared you Brook?" He laughed.

You glared at him. Was he saying you weren't scary? How rude!

You flew up to the foggy sky, all of them turning their heads to look at you. The once simple form you took, morphed into a large fog cloud with a terrifying face and large claws as you let out a loud shriek.

Strawhat braced himself for a fight, furrowing his eyebrows as you floated back down, your hands clasped neatly behind your back.

"I'm quite scary." You said coldly.

"Well, are you a nice ghost?" Asked Strawhat.

"...Sure."

"Great! I'm gonna kick Morias ass. You should join our crew." He said happily.

You looked at him in shock before turning around, looking at everyone else.

"I— ..fine."

He kept his promise. He really did kick Morias ass. Over the two years you were apart from your crew, you learnt so much more about being a ghost. Now, you didn't have to be translucent. You didn't disappear in the sun.

You learnt, you could transform into your human form. When you died, you didn't go on to the other side, you were resurrected by Hogback. All went wrong, and you ended up a ghost and not a zombie. In the end, you didn't care. You could look human and that itself was good enough for you.

Being alive, it wasn't the same as looking alive. You looked human, but you could float any time. Your eyes were a soft green, almost white looking. You were a nice height between Nami and Robin. Your hair reached to the back of your knees and you didn't bleed.

It wasn't too obvious how different you were but if you really looked, you could tell something was off.

You leaned over the railing of the ship, tapping your nails against the wood as you looked at the water with a solemn smile. You looked sad but in reality, you were happy.

Chopper walked over, clinging onto your boot as you looked down at him, patting his hat as your face turned to a big grin.

"What's up little man?" You said.

"We're here at Punk Hazard!" He said.

You walked over to where everyone was as Luffy tossed you a long fur coat. You put it on over your attire, looking at the new land. You may be a ghost but you still got chills. Of course, you couldn't freeze or get frostbite but you could still feel cold.

You hopped over the edge with everyone else, looking around. You glanced over your shoulder, everyone else walked in a different direction. Chopper ran over to you, pulling on the hem of your coat.

"(Y/N), aren't you gonna go with them?" He said.

"Hm...I have a hunch to go this way. Wanna come with Chopper? I'll protect you, I promise." You smiled, patting your shoulder.

Chopper glanced back at the group before looking back at you with a smile. He jumped on your shoulders as you began to walk in the opposite direction.

It was maybe only thirty minutes of walking, and the snow was a pain to move through.

"God...this stupid snow is almost at my knees." You scoffed.

"I don't think we'll find anything (Y/N)—"

"No. I feel it. We're close to something." You said. Chopper sighed and gave in. You kept walking and you didn't get far before you saw someone.

They blended in with the snow aside from their long raven hair. You stopped in your tracks as you stared at them, just standing in the snow. Chopper gulped nervously as you began walking slowly and carefully towards them, the snow loudly crunching beneath your boots.

The person then started chuckling. You stopped immediately, preparing for a fight as they stood up with the appearance of flying, a pinkish purple like gas surrounding them. A large cloud covered the person.

You looked around rapidly before Chopper was knocked off your shoulders. The gas wrapped around you tightly and you weren't able to get out of it. It pulled you towards the stranger as Chopper yelled out for you.

You came face to face with a pale man, long hair and horns with purple lipstick. Now that you were close, he wore a coat that said GAS on it and he wore a black and yellow jumpsuit with gloves.

He grinned at you mischievously, inspecting closer as you turned to a ghost in an attempt to escape his hold.

"You...you're the ghost girl." He said squeakily.

"Who are you?!" You struggled, trying to pull away.

"Me? The name is Caesar...Caesar Clown." He said, his smile growing bigger as you were pulled closer to him; only inches away from his face.

"You're interesting. I've never met someone with abilities like that." He said.

"Surprise— let me go!" You yelled.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. You're coming with me." Said Caesar.

He turned his back to Chopper, beginning to walk away and leave the Reindeer all alone to let him fend for himself. Caesar let out a loud, psychotic laugh.

"Shirorororororo!" He cackled.

You groaned loudly as he tightened his hold on you, looking at you with every inch of malice in his eyes.

"I'll enjoy you, cemetery lady."