One Piece: Two Souls In One Body
prologues

Some days it starts bad. This is one of them and if I know how this will end, I will stay in bed. But since I'm not a psychic, I made the mistake of waking up. I will probably never make this mistake again.

To go back to the beginning. I get up in the morning and wake up, and I also greet the closet in a good way: with my knees. I'll probably see bruises next week. In the hallway I realized I was late for class and I couldn't have my morning coffee if I didn't want to miss everything. So I had to make a difficult choice between class and coffee. In the end I had to choose coffee, because the class was canceled.

The day is almost over and I am shopping. Come how to come, half of the stuff I want to buy is not there, he said, the quarter I forgot and still the basket was twice as full as it should have been - of course you went to the cashier with the shortest queue, but you remain the last person to leave the store.

Now I'm finally in the kitchen making my own dinner. I cut vegetables when I felt I was being watched. The feathers behind my neck stood up. I turned around, but there was nothing there. I turned to vegetables as the feeling increased and I saw shadows coming out of the corners of my eyes. Once again I turned around, this time with the knife raised, but it was too late: the last thing I felt was a pain in my head and my hands cramping around the knife, then everything went black.

I should have stayed in bed and done nothing

A disturbing beginning

The first thing I noticed again consciously was the kitchen knife in my hand and my aching body. But something went wrong, my subconscious yelled at me that I was in danger. I'm tense. "Ah Commander Ace is awake again" said a voice and tremor running down my back. The voice was dripping with scorn and ridicule and above all there was no place in my apartment. My hands were getting cramped around the knife, my heart was racing in fear. When I felt a figure bending over me, I opened my eyes. An ugly face with a dirty grin and a pair of missing teeth looked at me.

I reacted only by instinct and thrust a knife into his neck. The man's grin faded and rang. I jerked the knife again and blood flowed from the wound. In the background I heard some people screaming and footsteps moving away. I was still trembling in fear as the man knelt down. "Oh my God no, no, no" I whispered in despair. I killed a man. A life ends. Only now did I realize I wasn't in my apartment. I was on an island that was completely destroyed.

I finally got up and moved away from my body. I had to get off the island and get help. I ran to the beach and looked around. The pain in my body was getting worse and I had to endure the tears running down my cheeks. With blurred eyes from tears, I could see something in the water. I ran in that direction and my hope came true. A small boat. It lies upside down in the water but as far as I can see it is still intact. I hung myself with all my weight on one side of the boat so it floated upright on the water again. Fortunately for me, the boat had a pole. I have no knowledge of sailing, but one thing I know for sure, opening the screen means moving forward.

I lifted myself to the inside of the boat and opened the sail. There was a little jerk and I sailed ahead. I was still shivering and cold. Now that I was slowly coming down from the adrenaline associated with the situation, I felt even more intense pain. Somewhere in my brain that was blurred, the rest of my first aid training won and told me that I was shocked and that the best thing to do was to do something about it. Besides, I still hold the knife around the cramp. But I have no power anymore. Half lying on the boat, half sitting I fell asleep. Without me noticing, the boat drifted further and further away from the island.

I slowly woke up from my sleep again. My body is still hurting and I am still in the boat. It swayed calmly. With my eyes closed, I looked around. I found a knife and opened my eyes. Everything that happened came to my mind. Out of shock, I wanted to stand up abruptly, but due to the painful wound, I fell back and closed my eyes. Ok logical approach to that, I have to check the wound first. Slowly I felt my sore feet with my hands first.

Waita minute! Since when do I have hairy muscular legs? I opened my eyes again and looked at my feet, but it wasn't mine! They were the legs of a muscular man with black boots. My gaze wandered further up and saw the black pants that reached my knees. What the fuck. Following the dark premonition, I felt my upper body in pain. The body of a man who is not well dressed and trained. I looked up at the water and saw the reflection of the water. The only difference is that I don't see myself, a 22-year-old student, but Portgas D. Ace.

Everything went dark again. The world can kiss my ass

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