Disclaimer: I don't live in Japan. I'm not Oda. Enough Said.

PROLOGUE – THE WILL OF THE 'D'S (For the lack of a better title)

The Sea Devil. A mythical figure in lore for many years, and said to have been the deity responsible for shaping the planet into its current state. A planet where water and the men who sailed on it, dominated. The Sea Devil was also known to be the progenitor for the many morsels of power that were found throughout the seas. Devil fruits, said to grant wondrous powers beyond comprehension, and yet take away the ability to swim. What an irony this was, in a world where 98 percent of the surface was water.

The Devil was thought to be intangible and ethereal, but in fact, was very real. Few knew this, and fewer could comprehend it. It was the only transcended being in this world, and like all Gods, regarded the world and its events to be a source of amusement.

At the moment, it was in the form of an average sea king, swimming in the waters of East Blue. Specifically near Foosha Village in Dawn Island.

East Blue. The weakest of all Seas, as termed by Pirates and Marines alike. Yet, it gives birth to men whose names have gone down in the annals of history. Men like Gol D. Roger, Silvers Rayleigh, Monkey D. Garp, Monkey D. Dragon, and 'Fire Fist' Ace, men who have shaped history for generations to come. The East Blue remains the weakest Sea because of the ambition of the above individuals, who, once they were good enough, sought to dominate the Grand Line and all that came with it. They did so on the opposite sides of many a war and their deeds made it unimportant as to their origins.

The Sea Devil had witnessed all of this. The wars, the battles fought and the way the world changed on a whim, courtesy of the victor. It chuckled. Humans were such amusing, puny creatures. Give them a scrap of power and their egos swelled like the tide at full moon.

The Devil liked the calm, pellucid waters of this particular region. It liked the people even more. They were simple, but ambitious. When they rose, they did so above all the others. One person in particular had caught its attention years ago. The one person that had the ability to communicate with the world, with the nature around him and by consequence, with the Sea Devil Itself.

Gol D. Roger was the name of the person that had captured the attention of the Sea Devil like no other. He was burning ambition, personified. Even afflicted by terminal illness, Roger had conquered the harshest of all seas, the Grand Line, to satisfy his craving for adventure. The human had never known the existential truth of the voice that spoke to him, helping him, guiding him with wisdom. He had termed it as the 'Voice of all Things', which was oddly appropriate. The Sea Devil had preferred this arrangement. Ever since Roger's death years ago, the Devil had not contacted another human in the same way.

The Devil was brought out of its musings by the cry of a child. A small human, no more than a few years old was facing off against a wolf on the beach. The beast, more than thrice the size of its opponent, snarled and snapped at him as it itself dodged strikes aimed at crushing its skull, courtesy of its small foe. The two duked it out for a good ten minutes on the abandoned beach, framed by dense woodlands further inland. The Sea Devil, watched on, part amused and part fascinated as the smaller of the two landed a telling strike on the larger, cracking its skull and making it forfeit, howling and retreating with tail between its legs. The small human whooped in joy and promptly fell face down into the fine sand, panting in exhaustion.

The deity watched the human from its vantage point, its fins barely breaking the surface of the calm waters. Curious about the human, further scrutiny brought to surface a fiery need to prove oneself, a thirst for freedom, a longing for adventure on the high seas. And the name. Monkey D. Luffy. The Sea Devil smiled to itself. It had not seen another mortal so much like Roger in a long time. The resemblance was uncanny. Maybe, it was the confident smirk that adorned the little face or the unquenchable inferno that burned within the tiny heart. The fact remained, that the Devil was moved enough to interact with the human race once more.

Perhaps, it was once again time to give the world a little push, once again time to stir things up. Time to see what the inheritor of the Will of D could do, assisted in a small way by the watching deity…

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Unseen by Luffy, two giant eyes on a nearby non-descript Sea King that was much more than it appeared to be, glowed a ghostly cyan. Almost immediately, an object appeared no more than twenty paces away from the tired Luffy. It was a fruit, shaped like a pineapple and greenish blue in colour. It was indeed, a Devil Fruit. But it was no ordinary Devil Fruit, being made as it was by the Sea Devil itself for a single human. It contained the essence of the sea itself, blessed by the Devil to impart powers never before seen by the human race.

To be frank, Dr Vegapunk of the Marines would murder the Gorosei themselves for a chance to study this fruit.

Luffy was exhausted. Blood dripped down due to shallow cuts on his torso as he stared at the setting sun. The fight with the dratted beast had drained him. And to make matters worse, he was hungry to the point of starvation after fighting for so long. He could have eaten the wolf itself, had it not run away. His eyes spotted something on the sand near him. A fruit the size of a big pineapple met his sight. Luffy ignored common sense as he washed the strange fruit in the sea water and swallowed it down with large bites, leaves, skin and all, only to immediately recoil at the taste. Managing to keep it down, the small child collapsed, fatigued, and lay flat on the beach, tired & immobile. He was slowly lulled to drowsiness and eventually, sleep, by the gently lapping waves at his feet and the soft, cooling breeze that blew throughout the coast.

As Luffy fell asleep, he did not notice either the wounds on his person healing up to leave behind smooth, unmarred skin as the sea water touched him, or the huge shape of the Sea King rising out of the waves and disappearing in a blinding glow.

Monkey D Luffy did not know then, but he had been chosen to rewrite the course of history. Such was the weight of the 'D'.

12 Years Later… Marineford, Grand Line.

Marineford, the stronghold of Marine power. A place venerated as the ultimate show of dominance by the Marines, surpassing Enies Lobby, Impel Down and pretty much any Marine establishment. The HQ of Marines and the holy land of Marejois had exerted great influence upon the land, controlling it for all intents and purposes. It had held strong ever since the formation of the World Government eight hundred years ago, surviving and coming through the invasive actions of some of the most powerful pirates ever. Shiki the Lion, for instance.

At the moment, though, the fortress was a scene in white. The ground, enrobed in white, shining ice, was the scene of a titanic struggle between two of the most potent powers in the world, between the Marines and the Yonko Whitebeard's Armada. High ranking Marines and commanders of Whitebeard's crew clashed together in an epic battle, each seeking to decimate the other. Marco the Phoenix, in his half-Zoan form rained liquid fire down upon the marines opposing him, turning the hapless cannon fodder into shish kabobs. Jozu in his diamond form, was a sparkling form, a tornado of death amongst the marines. Vista clashed with Dracule Mihawk in a sword battle that created new landscapes every few seconds. Whitebeard himself was using all of his abilities, Haki and Devil Fruit combined to create havoc within the Marine ranks. Explosion upon explosion rocked the land as the Gura Gura no Mi created huge fault lines from deep within the earth and ionized the air itself, expertly wielded by Edward Newgate to great effect. Marines fell like flies, slashed through by the Haki imbued bisento of the Yonko.

Before long though, the introduction of the three Admirals pushed the invaders back. Akainu, Aokiji and Kizaru. The three Logias were death incarnate on the war torn ground, giving back the aggressors as good as they got. Akainu enveloped the onrush of pirates in lava, Aokiji turned them into ice sculptures and Kizaru shattered them for good measure with light beams. Marco and Jozu were summarily thrown aside like bothersome pests, only their Devil Fruits preventing from any debilitating injuries they might have suffered otherwise.

The eternal trio of Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Vice Admirals Monkey D Garp and Tsuru watched on as the battle of the ages unfolded.

All of this for just one person.

Portgas D Ace looked nothing like his 550 million bounty deserved as he kneeled on the execution stand. The Son of Gol D Roger and the Second Division commander looked haggard and defeated. Sea stone cuffs, the imprisonment at Impel Down and the battle with Marshall Teach had him bereft of any semblance of resistance or protest. He just watched on with dead, cold eyes as the Age of Pirates came to an end.

Nearby, Sengoku kept a close eye on Garp, as if prompting him to do something foolish. He then looked at his watch. 2:30 pm. Only half an hour to go before the bloodline of Roger would be wiped out.

Garp noticed. "Don't worry Sengoku, I'm not foolish enough to do something now. This matter is out of my hands."

Sengoku nodded. "No matter what happens Garp, remember that you are a Marine Vice Admiral here. Do nothing that would shame the Marines here."

Garp said nothing. He was resigned to Ace's fate. He turned to the man in question. "Why couldn't you and Luffy become Marines Ace? All this could've been avoided easily." He sighed. "But no, you both had to go and become criminals. Pirates no less."

Ace scoffed. A smirk made itself known on the beaten visage. "Save it, grandpa. I lost all respect for you on that day, when I saw what you really were." Ace spat at Garp's feet, his tone acrid. "A filthy marine dog, preaching hollow justice. A man with no concept of family."

Garp winced. He remembered the day in question. A really bad argument had erupted between him and Ace when he had tried to take Luffy back to Marine HQ with him, away from Ace and Ace had flat out objected. Hurtful words had been exchanged that day, with Luffy siding with Ace, and receiving Garp's fist to show for his troubles. Garp's hot temper had resulted in Luffy being knocked unconscious and seriously injured with a broken jaw, several cracked ribs and a severe concussion. Horrified, Garp had tried to apologise, but Ace had point blank refused to speak with him again.

Ace continued. "Besides, once it got out that I was Roger's son, I would have been murdered in my sleep even if I was a marine and no one would have lifted an eyebrow. And Luffy, he's the son of Dragon, an even bigger threat than me. He was never going to be a marine."

At Garp's and Sengoku's astonished looks, Ace smirked. "Yes you hypocrites, I know that bit of information. Luffy does as well. Thought you could keep him blind forever? I dare say he's lost all respect for you as well, Garp."

As Garp's face lost colour rapidly, Ace finished his monologue, a wicked smile crossing his face despite his impending execution. "Know this Monkey D Garp and Fleet Admiral Sengoku, my brother is going to be the Pirate King. He's gonna reach Raftel, find One Piece, and finish off this disease you call the World Government. Pray that you do not come in his way as none of you, not even your precious Admirals can match his power."

Garp seemed incapable of saying anything, but Sengoku was deep in thought. Straw Hat Luffy was as notorious a pirate as Fire Fist Ace was. In fact, since he had begun his journey, whispers of his prowess and skills had reached the Grand Line way before he had crossed over. Dracule Mihawk had described him as having "a presence greater than any". Smoker, the Captain stationed at Loguetown was in the infirmary for four months after Straw Hat had finished with him, despite being a Logia. This was no mystery, as he categorically stated that Straw Hat had never displayed any Devil Fruit powers in the fight but had used Haki, Busoshoku to be exact.

There was indeed, nothing to suggest that Monkey D Luffy had ever ingested a Devil Fruit, even though after getting into Paradise, he had mopped the floor with Crocodile, Enel of Skypeia, Rob Luccy and Cipher Pol 9 and Gekko Moriah in short order. Eyewitnesses described these as short fights which Straw Hat had won after showing masterful use of Busoshoku and Kenbunshoku Haki. Any Pirate crew opposing him had been put down without mercy, their ships always finding residence at the bottom of the sea. However, civilians had nothing but praise and utmost respect for him. Orange town, Cocayashi and Syrup village in East Blue, Alabasta, Drum Kingdom and Water 7 were flying the Straw Hat flag of their own volition.

This, combined with what Sengoku knew about him and the D's, had caused his bounty to sky rocket from a measly 40 million Beli to a whopping 500 million Beli. In addition, his crew consisted of Santoryu user Zoro, Black Leg Sanji, Ohara's Sole Survivor Nico Robin, 'Weather Goddess' Nami, who was rumoured to have consumed the Goro Goro no Mi after Straw Hat had finished Enel off, and other noteworthy individuals. Combined, the pirate crew had a bounty of over 900 million Beli.

No rookie had ever gained such notoriety before even crossing into the New World. The Straw Hat crew was incredibly powerful and feared throughout Paradise.

In fact, he was expected here today. It was best to move the execution forward before anything untoward could happen. He did not want any untoward things to happen.

Poor Sengoku, little did he know…

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

This two part one shot (Haha) is an excerpt from a proposed fiction. Consisting of a VERY OP Luffy with the most ludicrously powerful Devil Fruit ever and fully developed Haki, wielded with finesse and sparsely (in normal conditions), this One Piece fiction aims to explore a bad ass Luffy tempered with overwhelming power and way above average intelligence. Trust me, even the Yami Yami no Mi or the Magu Magu no Mi or the Gura Gura no Mi don't hold a candle to Luffy's fruit and the way he wields it. Here, in my imagination, Luffy is the more attractive and awesome brother, overshadowing both Ace and Sabo by many a mile. To be frank, it can be termed as a parody.

Now, please keep in mind that I have never read One Piece, in manga form or otherwise. What little contact I've had with it were reruns of old arcs of the anime and the hoard of fan fiction on this site. And Wikipedia. Hence, I know very little about the precise chronology of events, the detailed background of the more obscure characters, the in-depth, arcing story by Oda and the varied, intricate sub plots that pervade throughout One Piece. This is an attempt – amateur at best - to satisfy my ever present hunger for BAMF protagonists and their bash-up of villainous characters.

Fuck Canon…

The scene I've chosen is the Marineford Arc, mainly for its impact factor and the fact that it is a turning point for One Piece as a whole. It also enables me to showcase, and set MY Luffy free in the most demanding of situations and without any restraints whatsoever. This is preceded by a prologue of sorts, to provide the origins of his devil fruit with a fairly solid back story. Please remember that this is fanfiction, and I have taken liberal literary license to fiddle around with canon.

In canon, the situation and its outcome was required to make Luffy mature and awaken his Haki. But the way Oda went about it was exasperating. Let's face it, a whole Armada, courtesy of Whitebeard, and many a hardened criminal from Impel Down bearing down on Marine HQ; and Ace still gets killed in the most pathetic way ever. Wasn't even given a proper, dignified, execution by Oda. Did not go out in a blaze of glory. No, he didn't even fight back, and his back was turned to his enemy as he was butchered by the superior element. And why? Just because a few words from an admiral about 'pops' aggravated him and made him forget common sense, which would have been to escape after Luffy freed him. And of course, to save his baby brother. Damn if his death wasn't wretched…

That's it for the rant. My thoughts about other characters and the back story (somewhat) should have become a little more clear in the above narrative. Please forgive me for any presumptuousness I inadvertently may have displayed.

Sincerely,

Lust of Alucard.

NB: Please do give feedback if the premise is worth writing on or not, and should I publish the second part of the this little piece of fantasy, detailing Luffy, his abilities, his DF and his POV, along with the end of the Marineford war. Mind you, as stated before I'll be totally redoing, or rather defacing canon, as suited to my needs.

And for those asking, No Gomu Gomu no Mi and no control over DF for Luffy, resulted in Garp's Haki imbibed Fist of Love were what caused the above to happen.