INT. SMALL PORT TOWN TAVERN – EAST BLUE – LATE AFTERNOON
The tavern buzzes with noise—pirates laughing, booze spilling, tankards clanging. A knife is thrown at a dartboard. It hits a guy's shoulder. He doesn't notice.
At the far end, Shanks lounges with his crew, boots kicked up on a table, straw hat pushed back on his head.
Shanks:
"So I says to the guy, 'You can HAVE the treasure—if you can still walk after my crew's done with you!'"
Laughter explodes.
Benn Beckman, leaning against the wall with a cigarette, just nods like he's heard this story six times.
Then—CRASH.
The doors swing open like they've been dropkicked.
Luffy stomps in. Age 7. Wearing a baggy red tank top and shorts. Bruised knees. Too much energy. Too little volume control.
Luffy:
"GIVE ME BOOZE AND A BOAT!"
A few pirates stop laughing. Others raise eyebrows.
Random Crew Guy:
"It's the mayor's kid again…"
Another Pirate:
"Didn't he try to punch a cow yesterday 'cause it wouldn't fight back?"
Luffy storms up to the bar, climbs a stool, and slams his tiny fist down.
Luffy:
"I'm gonna be Pirate King! So I need rum! And a crew! And a harpoon!"
The bartender stares at him for a second, then silently pours him a glass of milk.
Luffy (offended):
"This is white coward juice."
Shanks, chuckling:
"Easy there, King of Pirates. Save your liver for the sea."
Luffy turns to him, indignant.
"How'm I supposed to prove I'm ready if you won't let me fight or drink or stab things?!"
To prove his point, he pulls a small dagger from his belt and—stabs himself in the cheek.
Crew:
"WHAT THE SHIT, KID?!"
Blood trickles. Luffy grins proudly through the pain.
Luffy:
"See? Pirate material."
Shanks (walking over):
"Yeah, you're a real catch. But being a pirate means more than stabbing yourself and shouting loud."
He kneels next to Luffy, flips open a small wooden chest behind the bar, and reveals something strange: a purple, swirling fruit that pulses slightly under the lantern light.
Shanks:
"See this? This fruit came from a ship we raided last month. You know what it is?"
Luffy:
"Is it cursed? Will it explode? Does it turn people into skeletons?"
Shanks:
"Worse. It's a Devil Fruit. You eat it—you lose your ability to swim forever."
Luffy:
"So... don't fall in the ocean. Easy."
Shanks laughs. "You're really something, kid."
He closes the chest, but Luffy's already looking around, bored and twitchy.
As Shanks turns back to the bar—
"Hey, where's the fruit?"
Benn Beckman:
"...Shit."
Cut to Luffy behind the bar, munching something purple and gooey.
Luffy (mouth full):
"Kinda tastes like expired eggplant."
Everyone freezes.
The tavern goes dead silent.
Then—
Luffy convulses. Her eyes go wide. Her arms stretch out and slam into a wall.
Luffy:
"WHOA WHOA WHOA—WHY AM I LONG?!"
Her body shudders. She hunches over. Her voice changes.
Her shape shifts subtly. Her face softens. Her shirt droops slightly in the front. Her whole form compresses slightly. Her arms retract.
She stops, panting.
And looks down.
There's a pause.
Then—
Luffy (new voice, confused):
"...Why do I feel like I peed wrong?"
Shanks (in total shock):
"Luffy… you're a… girl."
Luffy (pokes chest, then butt):
"Huh. Weird."
She stretches her cheeks with both hands like putty.
"This is awesome!"
Random Pirate (panicking):
"WHAT KIND OF DEVIL FRUIT TURNS YOU INTO A GIRL?!"
Benn Beckman:
"That's a new one."
Shanks, still reeling:
"Kid… that fruit changed your biology."
Luffy:
"Nice. I'm still the Pirate King, right?"
Shanks (snaps out of it):
"I mean... Pirate Queen... I guess?"
Luffy (beaming):
"HELL YEAH! QUEEN OF THE PIRATES!"
She stretches her arms and slaps two bottles off the bar by accident.
Luffy:
"And I'm rubbery?! Best. Day. Ever."
Luffy is on the table now.
Literally standing on it.
Stretching her arms in all directions like a hyperactive squid, grabbing mugs, food, a candle, and someone's toupee—swinging everything like she's a one-girl festival.
Luffy (beaming):
"I can grab five things at once and none of them are consequences!!"
Random Pirate (ducking):
"SHE TOOK MY BEER AND MY DIGNITY!!"
Another Pirate:
"SHE STRETCHED AROUND ME AND STOLE MY BELT!!"
Luffy:
"FREEDOM!"
She spins, arms flying—WHACK! A bar stool is yeeted into a shelf. It collapses. BOOM! Another mug flies through a window. A guy outside screams, "MY SPINE!"
Benn Beckman still hasn't moved. Just sighs.
Benn (monotone):
"We're gonna get banned from this island."
Shanks rubs his face, groaning.
Shanks:
"Alright, alright. Luffy. That's enough."
Luffy turns, hanging upside down from a rafter like a stretch-hammock. She grins like a gremlin with a sugar high.
Luffy:
"Come on, it's awesome! I got tits and slap radius! What's not to love?!"
She swings her foot back and accidentally kicks a candle across the room. It sets a barrel of booze on fire.
Everyone panics.
Pirate:
"FIRE!!"
Shanks (low growl):
"...Luffy."
Luffy flips back onto the floor, stretches her neck to be face-to-face with Shanks like a rubber periscope.
Luffy:
"What? You mad 'cause I'm finally cool? Or mad 'cause you wish you had squish like—"
S M A C K !
Shanks doesn't hesitate.
He throws a clean backhand bitch slap straight into her rubber face.
The impact echoes through the tavern.
Luffy flies.
Literally.
She's sent flying across the room, slamming into a support beam and bouncing off like a cartoon basketball. Her body flops once, twice, lands upside down in a barrel with her legs sticking out.
Silence.
Benn Beckman:
"...She'll live."
Shanks walks over to her slowly, rubbing his temples.
Shanks (serious now):
"You're not a toy. You're not some circus freak. You just ate a fruit that changed your whole life—and now you're one step away from getting killed."
Luffy (legs wiggling from inside the barrel):
"You hit a girl! That's illegal!"
Shanks:
"You set the bar on fire with your foot while grabbing someone's sandwich from across the room with your spine. Don't test me."
She slowly pulls herself upright, rubber popping and creaking. Her face still vibrates from the slap. Her eye twitches.
Luffy:
"That was awesome…"
Shanks stares.
Luffy (huge smile):
"...Do it again."
Shanks (flat):
"No."
Benn:
"Might as well knock her out now. We're not making it to dinner like this."
Suddenly—
BOOM.
The tavern doors slam open again.
A group of loud, stinking, arrogant bandits stomp inside. Higuma, their leader, leads the way—scruffy, scarred, and radiating dumb criminal energy.
Higuma (swaggering):
"Who the hell broke the window with a drinking mug?! I'll kill whoever touched my BOOZE!"
He looks down. There's Luffy. Still dazed. Still smiling. Still gender-swapped.
Higuma (blinks):
"...Why is that girl shaped like a question mark?"
Luffy (grinning):
"You wanna find out?"
---
INT. TAVERN – MOMENTS LATER
The room is tense. Half the pirates are ducked behind tables, others fanning smoke from the flaming booze barrel. Luffy's still wobbling after Shanks' backhand of enlightenment. And now Higuma the Bandit has walked in, demanding attention.
Higuma (cracking knuckles):
"We were gone one week, and now this place smells like piss and pirate soup."
He scans the room, narrows his eyes at Luffy, who's still seated upside-down in a barrel with her legs spread skyward like a folding chair made of regret.
Higuma:
"And what the hell is this supposed to be?"
Luffy (grinning):
"I'm your worst nightmare, but rubbery and cute."
Bandit #1 (snorting):
"You sure she ain't some pirate's plaything?"
Bandit #2:
"Bet you stretch real nice, huh sweetheart?"
Shanks closes his eyes.Benn Beckman takes a long, calm drag from his cigarette.
Benn:
"They really said it. They actually said it."
Luffy's smile twitches.
She slowly stretches her neck upward like a spring-loaded tower fan, twisting and contorting until her face is just inches from Higuma's.
Luffy (deadpan):
"You wanna say that again, Mr. Middle-Aged Virgin Energy?"
Higuma (growling):
"You've got a big mouth for a little freak."
Luffy:
"And you've got a small brain for a big dumbass."
She stretches her arm back like a rubber band.
Shanks (calmly):
"Luffy, don't."
Luffy:
"Luffy, do."
WHAM.
She unleashes a full-power slap, and her open palm stretches across the room before smacking Higuma's face so hard it echoes like a gunshot. He's launched backward, flips over a table, and crashes into a keg rack. Booze explodes.
Bandits:
"WHAT THE—?!"
Bandit #1 charges forward.
Luffy casually lifts her leg, stretches it out sideways like a horizontal whip, and clotheslines him across the throat. He flips in the air and slams into the ceiling.
Bandit #2 throws a bottle at her.
Luffy catches it with her back. Literally. Her spine curves backward, absorbs the impact, and she whips it back like a tail.
Bottle shatters on Bandit #2's face. He collapses.
Higuma staggers up, bleeding from the lip.
Higuma (furious):
"WHAT IS SHE?!"
Benn Beckman:
"We're still trying to figure that out."
Luffy (hands on hips, chest puffed out):
"I'm your new religion."
She walks forward, her steps echoing with rubbery squish. Her arms dangle down and sway unnaturally like two water hoses full of violence.
Luffy (grinning):
"Tell you what—I'll let you run away. But you gotta say 'rubber queen got cake.'"
Higuma, stunned:
"W-What?"
**Luffy stretches her foot into a high kick, wraps it around a support beam behind him, and snaps it forward like a trap.
KRAK.He crumples to the floor, nose bent sideways.
Luffy:
"Say. It."
Higuma (gurgling):
"Ruhh...rubber queen got...cake…"
Luffy:
"Good bitch."
She turns around and accidentally slaps Shanks in the face with her stretchy butt.
Shanks (rubbing his face):
"This is my life now."
Benn Beckman:
"Should've let her die when she stabbed herself. Just saying."
INT. TAVERN – LATER
The bar is trashed. Higuma and his gang are unconscious, buried under tables, bruised and twitching. A few pirates peek out from behind kegs.
Shanks approaches Luffy.
Shanks (firm):
"You gotta learn to control that. You're not a weapon. Not a toy."
Luffy (innocent, shrugging):
"They were mean."
Shanks sighs, then kneels down.
Shanks:
"You wanna be Pirate King, huh?"
Luffy (grinning wide):
"Queen, King, Emperor, Rubber Empress of the Seven Tits—I don't care what you call me. I'm gonna run this ocean."
**Shanks stares at her for a long moment.
Then, slowly...
He pulls off his straw hat and places it gently on her head.
Shanks:
"Then you better start acting like someone worth following."
---
EXT. DOCKSIDE CLIFF – TWILIGHT
A thick fog rolls in from the sea. The water is eerily still. No birds. No wind. Just the creak of wood and the fading screams of Higuma and what's left of his crew, scrambling into a stolen boat.
Higuma (panicked):
"You think I'm scared of a rubber freak?! You think I'm scared of a bunch of—!"
CRACK.
The sea surface breaks.
Not with a splash—but a rupture.
A silhouette looms beneath the waterline.
It's not a ship.
It's a mouth.
A wide, jagged, primal mouth the size of a goddamn ship hull. Gleaming fangs rise from the ocean like columns of wet bone.
Sea King.
Thirty feet of hunger. Eyes like dead moons. Teeth like whale ribs.
The creature lurches upward.
Higuma doesn't scream.
He just disappears.
A wet, deafening crunch echoes across the cliffs—like a watermelon crushed inside a cathedral.
Blood geysers into the fog.
EXT. ROCKY OUTCROPPING – SECONDS LATER
Luffy stands frozen. Her stretchy fingers tremble. Her breath catches in her throat. For the first time all day… she isn't smiling.
The Sea King turns toward her.
A thick, guttural growl rattles the bones of the coastline.
She backs up—trips—falls on her ass.
Then—
Shanks steps between them.
His coat billows in the rising wind. His hat is gone. His sword is sheathed.
He doesn't even raise a weapon.
He just stares down death.
The Sea King surges from the water, mouth opening wide, breath steaming with rot and hunger.
Shanks (calmly):
"Not today."
The monster lunges.
Luffy screams—
And everything goes red.
EXT. SHORELINE – MOMENTS LATER
Luffy blinks.
The fog has pulled back.
The Sea King is gone—vanished beneath the waves.
So is the boat.
And Shanks...
Shanks is lying on the rocks. Blood everywhere. His lower body—gone. Bitten off at the waist. Viscera trails behind him like ropes of red seaweed. His coat is torn in half, his spine glistening where it's just barely not been severed.
He's breathing.
Barely.
Luffy (choking):
"Sh...Shanks..."
She crawls to him, hyperventilating, tears pouring down her cheeks. She doesn't know where to touch. She doesn't know if touching will make it worse.
Shanks turns his head slowly. Grins. One eye swollen shut.
Shanks (croaks):
"Heh. Didn't like the taste of me, I guess."
His guts twitch.
Luffy (sobbing):
"You... you're dying...!"
Shanks:
"Nah... just losing weight."
He laughs.
A wet, broken, rattling sound. Blood runs down his jaw.
Benn Beckman appears out of nowhere.
He's pale. He's furious. And he's carrying what looks like a handmade tourniquet kit and a bottle of whiskey.
Benn (calm, ice-cold):
"We need a doctor. We need to move."
Shanks grabs Luffy's wrist. His hand is shaking.
Shanks:
"Listen to me, brat."
She's sobbing too hard to answer.
Shanks:
"This world... it doesn't give a shit what you are. Boy. Girl. Rubber. Human. Pirate. Saint. It'll chew you up just the same."
He lifts his other arm—still strong—and places the straw hat on her head. Blood smears across her cheeks as he does.
Shanks (whispers):
"So if you're gonna stand tall… you better stretch higher than any of 'em."
He passes out.
The screen goes black.
INT. UNKNOWN LOCATION – DAYS LATER
Shanks awakens in a cot. Wrapped in bandages. Half a man.
Wheelchair beside him.
A pirate nurse walks in.
Shanks (grins):
"Well. Looks like I ain't gonna be dancing at the next ball."
---
SMASH CUT:
YEARS LATER.
EXT. OPEN SEA – DAY
The ocean is calm.
Birds circle. Waves roll.
A peaceful little boat sails by—carrying Alvida's pirate crew, a sorry collection of sweaty, hungover scumbags. They're lazing on deck, tossing empty bottles and swatting at seagulls.
Below deck…
A single large barrel sits ominously in the hold, slightly bulging, occasionally groaning.
INT. SHIP HOLD – SAME TIME
Inside the barrel:
Darkness. Then—
RUMBLE.
CRACK.
BOOM!
The lid EXPLODES upward as a pair of tanned thighs shoot out, followed by a bouncing chest and a mouth full of meat.
Luffy springs out of the barrel, fists raised and full of chaos.
Luffy (screaming):
"WHO THE HELL STOLE MY MEAT?!"
She lands in a crouch—wearing a red pirate jacket open over a bikini top, denim shorts stretched to their limits, and a straw hat tilted low like she means business.
Her 110 cm bust wobbles once, slaps her in the chin, and settles with the grace of a seaquake.
Koby, who was mopping nearby, freezes.
Koby:
"Wh...wha..."
Luffy blinks at him, still chewing.
Luffy (muffled):
"Who are you and why do you look like someone who's been bullied by soup?"
Koby:
"You're...a girl...?"
Luffy (grins, stretches cheeks out):
"Nah, I'm Luffy. Rubber girl. Pirate queen. Meat goddess. Deal with it."
Koby faints.
EXT. SHIP DECK – MINUTES LATER
The crew hears the noise and comes running.
Luffy is now standing on a crate, eating an entire ham leg, stretching one foot up like a yoga master from hell.
Pirates stare.
Pirate #1:
"Who the hell is this?!"
Pirate #2:
"Where'd the crate girl with the cannon tits come from?!"
Luffy:
"I'M YOUR NEW CAPTAIN! Or your new trauma. Depends how this goes."
They draw swords.
Luffy (mouth full):
"You boys sure about that? I've got a pretty short fuse—and a very long reach."
She grins and stretches her arms back across the deck like two whips.
Pirate #3:
"She's bluffing—"
SNAP.
Luffy's arms rocket forward, slapping two pirates so hard their heads crack together like coconuts.
Luffy (flexing):
"Nope. Just rubber."
They charge.
Big mistake.
Luffy bounces off the mast, launches herself like a cannonball, and begins wrecking every pirate with cartoon violence:
Elastic roundhouse kicks that launch pirates overboard
Accidental tit-bounces knocking people unconscious
Spinning rubber slaps that defy physics
At one point she grabs a cannon with her thighs and fires it by flexing
INT. BELOW DECK – KOBY PEEKS FROM BEHIND A BARREL
He watches as Luffy wipes the deck with a dozen grown men.
She's smiling like a gremlin, meat in one hand, pirate unconscious in the other.
Koby (terrified):
"She's... she's a monster..."
Luffy turns.
Luffy:
"HEY NERD BOY. Wanna be my first crewmate?!"
Koby (squeaks):
"Wh-what?!"
Luffy (stretching to grab him by the collar):
"I need a moral compass. Or a meat-fetcher. We'll figure it out!"
EXT. SEA – LATER THAT DAY
Luffy now sits at the front of the boat, legs dangling off the edge, chomping into another meat bone.
Behind her, the ship sails peacefully... mostly because everyone else is unconscious.
Koby sits nervously at the helm.
Koby:
"So... where are we going?"
Luffy:
"To get a crew. A real one. With muscle. And brain cells. And one hot chick I can fight with constantly."
Koby:
"...Why?"
Luffy (grinning):
"Because I'm gonna be Pirate King, dumbass!"
Her eyes sparkle.
The straw hat catches the wind.
Luffy:
"And ain't nobody ready for me!"