The seal binding the Demon King shattered into oblivion, unleashing an overwhelming surge of malevolent energy that permeated the surroundings. The once harmonious melodies transformed into discordant, jarring notes that grated upon the ears of all within reach, assaulting their senses with a cacophony of dreadful resonance.
People, once serene and composed, fell prey to the insidious power, succumbing to its influence as though marionettes controlled by the whims of the malevolent force. The Demon King's ominous aura subjugated them, rendering them mere pawns in its sinister game.
Uta, trapped within the confines of the Demon King's domain, felt an agonizing helplessness wash over her as the Sing-Sing Fruit's potent abilities, coupled with cursed notes, unraveled the very essence of life from those around her. Her heart wrenched with despair witnessing the rampant suffering and the annihilation of all she had strived for.
All her endeavors, the toil, and the sacrifices made to liberate people from the clutches of hardship, senseless conflicts, and inevitable demise, now seemed futile as their life forces were drained away. Uta's anguish grew as she watched her life's purpose disintegrate before her eyes, a heart-rending testament to the overpowering malevolence consuming the world she sought to protect.
The Straw Hat crew stood united, observing the cataclysmic events unfolding within the demon's domain, resolute in their attempts to shield innocent lives from its ravenous grasp. After their recent clashes against formidable adversaries like Big Mom and Kaido, Luffy persisted in wanting to attend Uta's concert, though he didn't divulge the true reason to his crew. Curiosity piqued, the others wondered about Luffy's connection with Uta, learning of their childhood friendship. It was revealed that Uta was not only a cherished friend but also the offspring of one of the Four Emperors, the legendary Red-Haired Shanks.
As Usopp and Yasopp synchronized their Observation Haki, forging a connection between the worlds, they gained insight into both the ordinary realm and the malevolent domain wielded by the Demon King. Despite their relentless barrage of attacks aimed at weakening the Demon King's power, a gnawing sense of inadequacy lingered in their hearts. They recognized that their efforts alone wouldn't suffice against the overwhelming might of the malevolent force.
Their apprehensions were affirmed by an ominous certainty. The daunting task of quelling the Demon King's tyranny required the intervention of individuals of unparalleled Caliber—legends like Shanks and Luffy. The air quivered with an undeniable tension, the weight of impending confrontation hanging palpably in the atmosphere.
Then, a familiar rhythm reverberated through both realms—a rhythm that resonated with the beating of Luffy's heart. The drums of liberation heralded a transformation, signalling the emergence of Luffy's transcendent power. With a resounding declaration, "Doom dat da da! Doom dat da da!" the harmonious yet resolute beats echoed the onset of a monumental change: the initiation of Gear 5.
Luffy's hand expanded to colossal proportions, a manifestation of the unbounded power of Gear 5. His mastery over this form granted him unparalleled control, enabling him to manipulate his body and the environment to his advantage. Beside him, Shanks surged forward, his legendary sword unsheathed and infused with the raw essence of Conqueror's Haki. Awe-inspiring waves of Haki cascaded from Shanks' sword, radiating an overwhelming aura that reverberated through the surroundings, sending ripples of trepidation across the battlefield. Luffy mirrored Shanks' action, shrouding his colossal hands with the same formidable Conqueror's Haki, the aura emanating from their combined might instilling fear in all who bore witness. With resounding battle cries that echoed through the tumultuous air, both warriors charged headlong toward the demonic figure, an embodiment of unwavering resolve and sheer determination.
The clash of their indomitable spirits against the malevolent force gave way to an opening, which both seized and broke through the Demon king's body, sending ripples on both of the world and freeing Uta from her prison.
Uta stirred from her nightmarish imprisonment, emerging into a scene of chaos and despair. The battlefield lay strewn with fallen bodies, and the relentless conflict persisted as the mindless warriors continued their senseless fighting, their actions unchecked by the downfall of the Demon King. A surge of anguish and helplessness gripped her heart as tears welled in her eyes, witnessing the ongoing tragedy that defied their hopes for cessation.
Struggling against the suffocating despair, Uta summoned her willpower and attempted to rise, her movements sluggish and unsteady at first. After several attempts, she managed to push herself onto her feet, albeit shakily. Determined to make a difference, she resolved to step forward, yearning to bring an end to the ceaseless violence and chaos enveloping the battlefield.
As she ventured forward, her weakened state betrayed her, causing her to stumble. However, just before she could fall, a strong and reassuring hand caught her, preventing her descent. It was Shanks, his steadfast presence offering support and solace in her moment of distress.
She looked upto him, tears welling in her eyes as she tried to say something.
"Shanks, I…"
"Don't talk anything. It will be fine. Everything will be fine. Hongo!" Shanks yelled. Hongo, one of his crewmate, threw a bottle containing the medicine for the sleepless mushrooms that she had been having so far.
"Take this. You will go into sleep and you'll be able to make it!" he said as he gave her the medicine. She swallowed half of it before it was interrupted by Katakuri, who yelled about the situation.
"Shanks, I gotta save them!" But her voice was cut off as she felt sharp pain on her head, the medicine taking its effect. She ignored it as she slowly stood up, supported by Shanks.
"I have to sing"
"But it will be harmful to you!" Shanks tried reasoning, but it felt weak under her glare.
"I have to sing. I have to bring them all back. Remember what you told me, that… my singing has the power to bring happiness to people!" Uta's determination echoed in her words as she managed a smile, driven by the belief that her voice held the key to dispelling the darkness.
Ascending to a cliff's edge nearby, Uta began to sing, pouring her heart and soul into her melody, seeking to harness the transformative power of her song. Yet, as she summoned her powers, she encountered an unexpected hindrance—a lingering interference that seemed to stem from the remnants of the Demon King's malevolent influence.
Despite her relentless efforts, her voice faltered, and the melodies that once held the promise of hope and solace now felt bereft of their natural harmony. It was as if an ominous silence shrouded her music, stifling the resonance that usually emanated from her every note.
Uta's distress grew as her attempts to sing and invoke her power proved futile, leaving her voiceless and her melodies trapped in a haunting silence. The formidable presence of the Demon King's remnants cast a chilling shadow over her, thwarting her efforts to restore harmony and peace through her once-potent song.
Uta's heartache manifested in tears that cascaded down her cheeks as she knelt, her voice lost in the engulfing silence that veiled her melodies. The sight of people locked in a senseless conflict, their souls drifting toward the desolate void, only deepened her anguish.
Amidst the despair, a familiar yet comforting sensation surged within her—a rhythmic melody that resonated with familiarity and warmth. It wrapped around her like a protective embrace, imbued with uplifting power and an enchanting harmony. This rhythm had once reached her in the depths of the Demon King's prison, offering solace amid her captivity.
As Uta lifted her gaze, her tear-streaked eyes met an unexpected sight—a radiant and beaming figure standing before her. It was Luffy, extending his hands to her, his infectious grin a beacon of hope amid the desolation. In that moment, the melodious rhythm that surrounded him seemed to echo the promise of strength and unwavering support, reigniting a glimmer of hope within Uta's heart.
"Come! Let's sing!" Luffy's voice, infused with an otherworldly resonance, held an almost ethereal quality. Uta, feeling a surge of warmth as she clasped his hands, rose to her feet, guided by the pulsating rhythm that enveloped them both. She had her hands on his shoulders as he pulled her closer with a hand on her hips.
As the hauntingly beautiful melody flowed from Uta's lips, her song became a tapestry of memories—a kaleidoscope of their childhood days spent in the village, playing and laughing alongside Shanks. She reminisced about the moments she spent gazing at the sea's gentle sway from her window, thoughts lingering on the dark-haired boy whose infectious grin had always lit up their days.
In that serene moment, Uta's earlier disappointment at Luffy's decision not to join her on her new journey began to dissipate. Clarity washed over her, allowing her to understand the underlying reasons for her feelings.
The oppressive grasp of the Demon King's power started to loosen as Uta's song and Luffy's rhythm intertwined, resonating with a powerful harmony. Gradually, those ensnared by the malevolent force began to succumb to a peaceful slumber, released from their tormented state. Uta's voice and Luffy's rhythm became a lullaby, tenderly guiding them into a tranquil and restful sleep, free from the grasp of darkness.
Shanks observed from the sidelines as Uta's enchanting melodies weaved their magical essence, spreading joy and tranquility throughout the desolate landscape. His gaze shifted to Luffy, who stood before him transformed—a vision akin to a deity with flowing white hair, striking ruby-red eyes, and his ever-present grin, embodying an aura of divine authority.
Beneath Luffy's divine appearance, Shanks discerned an unparalleled power, an indomitable force that spelled the promise of retribution for adversaries and liberation for allies
As Uta leaned her head against Luffy's shoulder, her mellifluous song gradually reached its conclusion, lulling all those ensnared by the Demon King's power into a deep slumber. Fatigue and the effects of the ordeal began to take their toll on Uta, causing her to slump slightly, the effect of immense strain she had endured.
In this serene tableau, Shanks contemplated the profound resonance of this alliance between Uta and Luffy, recognizing the extraordinary strength that lay within their unity—a strength capable of dispelling darkness and ushering in a new dawn of hope.
"Shanks, I'm sorry. I should have trusted in you all along. Thank you for coming to save me," Uta expressed apologetically, her voice carrying a note of gratitude amidst the chaos.
Abruptly, the serene moment shattered as the marines encircled the area, instigating the Red Hair Pirates to arm themselves, their weapons aimed and poised for battle against the encroaching threat.
"Now, how about surrendering Uta, the notorious criminal who sought to bring about the world's destruction?" Kizaru's voice echoed, his intent clear as he readied his shot. The tension soared as the pirates braced themselves for the imminent clash.
"Uta is not just some criminal. She's my cherished daughter, a vital part of our family," Shanks asserted, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the encroaching marines.
"And she's my friend. I won't allow you to lay a hand on her. If you're itching for a fight..." Luffy's grin widened as he activated his Conqueror's Haki, an aura of undeniable power radiating from him.
"Prepare yourselves," Shanks echoed Luffy's sentiment, summoning his own Conqueror's Haki. The seas churned and roared, the very waves echoing the turmoil as the combined might of two Yonko unleashed a tempestuous force that overwhelmed many marines, crumbling them under the sheer dominance of their Haki.
Amidst the chaos, even the formidable Vice Admirals succumbed to the overwhelming might of Haki, falling unconscious to its immense power. The Admirals, though standing on unsteady ground, were not immune to the shuddering impact of the Yonko's force.
"So, even a few Vice Admirals were taken down. This is the true extent of Yonko Shanks and Luffy's power," Kizaru remarked, acknowledging the sheer strength they possessed.
"Let us stand down. I have no desire to engage in combat with civilians in harm's way," Fujitora declared, resheathing his sword, his concern for the safety of the bystanders evident in his words.
As the tension eased, Uta, struggling against the encroaching slumber, expressed her heartfelt confusion, "Everyone, Luffy... Why? I attempted to harm you all..."
"Shishishi, it doesn't matter at all. What's important is that we're all safe and sound now," Luffy responded with his trademark grin. Uta gazed into his eyes, finding in his ruby-red orbs an inexplicable warmth and affection that drew her in.
"Hey, Uta... why don't you join my crew?" Luffy's unexpected proposal left many in shock, their expressions mirroring disbelief as they stared at Luffy as if he'd uttered something absurd. Amidst the surprise, Luffy and Shanks remained composed, their calm demeanour contrasting with the astonished onlookers.
"B-but... what?" Uta stammered, utterly perplexed. She turned to Shanks, hoping for some guidance, but he simply nodded in agreement.
"You should go with him. Explore the world, revel in your youth. We'd welcome you into our crew anytime, but it's not the path aligned with your dream. Go and pursue your dreams," Shanks advised with a smile, his words carrying a sense of encouragement and support.
Uta gazed back at Luffy, her cheeks flushing as she felt a surge of emotions welling up within her. The feelings that had gradually blossomed over the years surged forth. Overcome with joy, she enveloped him in a tight embrace, tears of happiness streaming down her face.
"Yes, please take me with you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude and excitement, planting a kiss on his cheek. Luffy laughed heartily, holding her even closer.
She was ready to embark on a journey that would grant her the joy of exploration she had missed for so long. Accompanying her most cherished companion, she anticipated experiencing newfound freedom and fulfilling her dream of new beginnings. Perhaps, along their travels, she might discover something more with him—something that only time could reveal.
I was re-watching Film red and felt how good these two would go together. This is just an one shot that i wrote in my free time. I hope you enjoyed this. Also Cover of the story is not mine. If you own it and you want credit or want me to remove it, please send me a message. Thank you.