Who Am I...?

''...'' [It's for speech.]

'...' [It's for thoughts.]

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On a large navy ship, a specific room was guarded by two guards. The two guards were standing with their backs at the door with rifles resting on their shoulders; a slight fatigue and sleep could be seen in their eyes.

After a few more minutes of guarding the room, the two guards begin to slowly close their eyes, falling asleep. When they were about to fall into the dream world while still standing, they hear painful groans coming from inside the room.

In the same instant, they got on high alert and slammed the door open with their weapons ready for anything.

''What happened?! Is everything all....right?''

The soldier who spoke, barely managed to finish his sentence. Both of their jaw a dropped to the ground and their faces flushed like a volcanic eruption at the sight before them.

In front of them, there was a woman sitting on the bed. She had one hand on her forehead wich a painful expression, as if she had a massive headache. But that's not what captivated them. What left them speechless was the beauty of the young woman.

She has long braided violet hair behind her back, and on the right side of her head is attached a hairpin with pale violet flowers resembling morning glories and a fan-shaped piece. Her eyes are purple and she has a beauty mark below her right eye. She wears a small crimson ribbon on her neck as a choker and a dark-colored bodysuit underneath her light-purple kimono.

The sleeves of her bodysuit completely cover her arms and are looped over her middle fingers with golden rings to partly cover her palms and the top of her hands, and her nails are painted purple. Her kimono has an assortment of patterns in different shades of purple and crimson, along with an emblem they don't recognize tied to the front of her clothing below her right breast and a more elaborate emblem on a pauldron on her left shoulder.

On her feet, she wear dark purple thigh-high stockings with small diamond openings at the top and high-heeled sandals; the one on the right is adorned with two of the same violet flowers on her hairpin.

The two guards were completely stunned at the sight of such a beauty. Before, they didn't even know why they needed to guard this room, all they did was obey their superior's orders to guard the room and inform him if something happens. They would never have guessed that she was a beautiful, young woman.

''Ugh...! Where... Where am I?'' The young woman muttered while holding her head with an expression of pain. The young woman's voice was soft and pleasant to hear, but it also had a slight tone of command and arrogance.

Coming out of their stupors, the soldiers slam the door shut and run out while shouting: ''Vice Admiral! A-Something happened! Vice Admiral!''

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(?? POV)

I was lying on the grass in a forest of cherry trees, ringed with petals that danced through the air. The air was pure, the sunlight brought life and warmth, everything was perfect.

But then in a slight movement, I saw my body...I didn't have a body. It was as if someone had taken an eraser and erased me, leaving only the outline of my body.

In that perfect peace, a question rumbled from the back of my mind.

Who...am I?

That question was a trigger for something inside of me, I felt it.

In that place of peace, heavy and frightening black clouds appeared out of nowhere, purple lightning whipped and danced between them indomitably.

The sun disappeared, leaving only darkness. The fresh air disappeared, leaving only a horrible smell of burning. The cherry trees, once full of flowers, now lie dead.

I looked at the destroyed landscape with horror and fear, I wanted to run, but my body was paralyzed.

Then, from the black clouds in the sky, a great whirlpool began to form, and from within the gigantic whirlpool, two giant purple arms came out from it, as if the whirlpool was the door to another dimension.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, all I could do was see the huge, scary demonic arms that seemed to want to grab me.

In what felt like an eternity, the hands of the demonic arms finally reached out and caught me.

And then I woke up.

I woke startled, and suddenly a violent headache assaulted me, making me moan in pain. I put my hand on my head and massaged a little, trying to ease the pain I was feeling.

I hears a bang, and looking in the direction of the noise, I can see two men, probably in their twenties. The two were dressed in what appeared to be a sailor's uniform, and had rifles in hand.

''What happened?! Is everything all....right?'' I heard one of the sailors ask. They seems to have noticed me only now.

I don't know why they are looking at me so shyly like fifth graders seeing their crush, but that doest not matter, as there were more important things right now.

''Ugh...! Where... Where am I?'' I ask trying to bear the pain in my head.

Instead of answering me, the two of them close the door, and I can hear them yelling something about 'Vice Admiral'.

''How rude...'' I muttered a little annoyed.

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A few more minutes had passed since the men had left, and without anything to do, I curiously looked the room I was in.

It was a simple room made of wood. There was a bed, which was where I was sitting, a big empty shelf, a desk, and a small, empty wardrobe.

Seeing how empty everything was, I figured it was a guest room, but strangely, there was no window in the room. That said, it can also be a captive room.

I heard the knob being turned, and turned to face the door. Strangely, even though I don't know who they are, or where I am, I don't feel nervous or scared.

Opening the door, an man entered.

He is a tall, dark, broad-chested, muscular and bearded old man, he has a scar above his left eye. He is dressed in a white suit along with white pants and social shoes. Underneath the suit, he is wearing a navy blue blouse and a turquoise blue tie.

On his shoulders, he has a white long-sleeved jacket that had red and black accents. The jacket also had decorated military shoulder pads, showing that he is someone influential in the navy.

Seeing the appearance of the man who had just entered the room, I couldn't help but be shocked.

He is Garp from One Piece! Wait, how do I know who he is?

''Are you all right, lassie? It looks like you saw a ghost.'' He said, snapping me out of my stupor.

''O-Oh, I'm...I'm just a little confused.'' I replied cordially.

He doesn't say anything in response. He approaches me and sits on the bed next to me. A donut appears in his hand out of nowhere and he takes a big bite.

''From the look you gave me, I can tell you know me. This will save us time. Lassie, who are you? '' He asked me with a serious expression.

His question echoed in my mind. I remembered the dream I had and a whirlwind of emotions engulfed me.

My body started to shake unconsciously, my fist clenched tightly and I looked down at the floor, not wanting to show my possible agonized face.

I... I don't know. I also want to know the answer to this question...'' I answered.

We got silent for a while, and then I felt a hand on my head. It was a thick, rough hand, full of calluses, but it was also warm and gentle.

Lifting my head in surprise, I see his hand on my head, moving slightly as if trying to calm a child.

''Looks like you've had your share of problems too. I won't ask anymore. We found you passed out in the middle of the ocean, so make sure you get a good rest.'' He said without looking me in the eye.

He then takes his hand off my head and stands up.

''If you feel hungry or thirsty, or if you want to leave the room, notify the guards outside. They will arrange everything.'' He said and I nodded.

He's a little stiff, but really kind, as I thought. But how do I know who he is...?

When he was about to leave and close the door, he stops and says, ''Lassie, when you feel better and want to talk, you can look for me.''

He leaves the room, not expecting an answer.

With him gone, I lie down on the bed and stare up at the wooden ceiling.

What the hell is happening...?

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(Garp POV)

That girl is definitely not normal. Not after she appeared in the middle of the storm that destroyed an entire island. But for now, she doesn't seem hostile. Or rather, she doesn't even seem to know who she is.

But it's really weird. She doesn't know who she is, but she seemed to know who I was. She also wasn't the least bit scared about her situation, just very confused.

Well, I can't do anything about it. I'll just wait until she's ready to talk, she seems like a very polite and friendly young lassie. I wish I had a granddaughter like that, instead of the brats I have.

Hmm! Having a granddaughter who would cook me donuts is not bad at all!

Speaking of them, how are they doing I wonder? I heard that Luffy has just sailed. That brat! When I find him I'm going to give him a good fist of love!