One Piece: Big Bang

Prologue

Leia has no clue what has happened to her. One moment, she was being chased by her tormentors during a hurricane, the next she wakes up in an Earth that is not hers. Creatures, monsters and magical fruits that can only exist in fairytales are now the reality that she lives in. Now, she must survive in a strange territory called Totto Land, where she meets new friends, dangerous enemies and a kindred soul that is more than meets the eye. Set 6 years before the Whole Cake Arc. Co-writer: Aiikawarazu. Inspired by "The Vision of Escaflowne" anime. I do not own One Piece plot and characters. But I do own my OCs as well as plot twist. Directed by me and written by the amazing Aiikawarazu! Please enjoy!

Leia ran along the desolate beach, her heart pounding in her chest as her ragged breaths mixed with the howling wind. Fear coursed through her veins, each step fueled by a desperate determination to outrun the looming threat that pursued her relentlessly. The weight of her large backpack pressed heavily upon her shoulders, threatening to pull her back, but she refused to yield. Stopping was not an option, not when her freedom hung in the balance.

The storm raged around her, a tempestuous symphony of nature's fury. Dark clouds, pregnant with rain, stretched across the sky, obscuring any trace of the sun's warmth. The wind, like an invisible beast, clawed at her, tugging at her clothes and hair with an unyielding force. Raindrops fell in torrents, drenching her to the bone, as if the heavens wept for her plight. Each droplet stung against her skin, mingling with her sweat and tears, until it became impossible to distinguish the wetness of the sea from her own despair.

Thunder rumbled ominously overhead, its deep resonance vibrating through the very core of her being. It echoed her inner turmoil, a manifestation of the chaos that consumed her. Amidst the tumultuous elements, Leia's desperate flight seemed futile, an insignificant speck in the face of nature's wrath. Yet, her spirit burned with an unyielding determination, pushing her to defy the odds and fight for her life.

She was again running, running for her life. Why her life had always been a constant series of running away from pursuers – she never knew. It's like God had cursed her with some form of bad luck, and happiness was the farthest thing away from her. It was as though the only thing she was allowed to do in this life was to hide, and run, and see just how long she could escape the keen nose of her blood-thirsty hunters.

The hunters. She never did anything wrong to them – she did not even harm anyone as far as she could remember. But they wouldn't care less. To them she was a threat. And the only thing to do with threats – is to eliminate them before they became too big.

To them – eliminating her here would mean a job well done. To her – letting them get to her meant the end of her life.

But just how long could she keep running away from them? Even know, her breathing had become ragged, her chest hurt, and the torrent of rain felt like acid splashing on her face. She wanted to drop to the ground, then and there – and give up. But giving up for her meant a lifetime in locked-up facilities, never knowing if she would ever get out of there alive.

Could this have been her fate, after all – to die here in this desolate beach? Or to be locked up for the rest of her life?

She didn't dare to look back, but her intuition told her that her pursuers were closing in, their relentless determination to capture her causing panic to well up even further within her. Leia had always had an irrational fear of being locked up, of losing her freedom with no way out. And now, the looming threat of captivity pushed her to her limits. As the massive wave crashed onto the shore, drenching Leia from head to toe, she staggered, her large backpack becoming even more cumbersome and soaked. She felt a sudden wave of sickness wash over her, the weight on her shoulders feeling almost unbearable. She had never understood why being soaked always made her feel this way. But now was not the time for contemplation.