(Ever since her defeat at Y/N's hands, Boa Hancock got all clingy and hung all over him. She even sleeps with him naked, and whenever they are along, she has her way with him. One day, he and Boa were walking to a place, where he meets the Kuja Pirates, who approach them to talk as they are all over Y/N.)

Marguerite: So you're Y/N. (Y/N nods) You have a cool transformation, you know.

Aphelandra: I agree. I don't think anyone can have such a transformation like you can, Y/N.

Ran: I'm impressed you could defeat our Empress.

Rindo: I wonder what else you can do.

Y/N: Well, I can blast my enemies, or use some weapons to fight hand-to-hand.

Rindo: Well, there is one of the greatest swordsmen in the seven seas. His name is Dracule Mihawk. Almost nobody could stand up to him.

Y/N: I see...

(Timeskip)

(Y/N is seen preparing to face Smoker, who is flanked by a battalion of Pacifista.)

Smoker: There he is.

(Y/N transforms into Optimus Prime as the first wave of Pacifistas advanced, their heavy footsteps reverberating across the island. Optimus leaped from the cliff, landing with a thunderous crash that shook the ground. He transformed mid-air, his truck form smashing into the front lines with unstoppable force. Metal crumpled and sparks flew as he tore through their ranks, his exhaust pipes spewing fire.)

(Smoker, his jutte infused with Sea-Prism Stone at the ready, leaped down to meet Optimus. The clash of metal and haki echoed through the battlefield as they collided. Smoker's jutte struck Optimus' chassis, the impact sending a ripple of energy through the air. Optimus retaliated with a powerful punch, his fist connecting with Smoker's midsection. The Marine grunted, smoke billowing from his mouth as he staggered back.)

Optimus: Gotcha!

(Optimus seized the moment, his optics narrowing as he charged forward. He shifted into his robot form, towering over Smoker. With a swift motion, he grabbed the Marine by the coat and hurled him into a group of Pacifistas. The machines toppled like dominoes, their circuits shorting out in a shower of sparks.)

Optimus: Is that all you've got?

(Smoker rose to his feet, a grim smile playing on his lips. He tapped into his Devil Fruit powers, his body dissolving into smoke. He reformed behind Optimus, striking with his jutte. The weapon connected with Optimus' shoulder, but the Autobot leader barely flinched. He turned, his optics glowing with fury, and unleashed a barrage of energy blasts from his arm cannon. The ground erupted in explosions, engulfing Smoker and the Pacifistas in a fiery inferno.)

Optimus: Alright, Smoker. I know you're still alive.

(Through the flames, Smoker emerged, his coat singed but his resolve unshaken. He lunged at Optimus, his jutte crackling with energy. The Autobot leader met his charge head-on, their weapons clashing with a resounding boom. The ground beneath them cracked and shattered, the force of their battle reshaping the landscape.)

Optimus: So you finally decided to fight seriously.

(Amidst the chaos, a second wave of Pacifistas advanced, their heavy footsteps echoing ominously. Optimus roared, his voice a blend of fury and command. He transformed again, his truck form plowing through the mechanical horde with relentless ferocity. Smoker, now flanked by his surviving forces, pursued him, his determination unwavering.)

Smoker: You're worth every cent. Every cent indeed.

(Optimus skidded to a halt, transforming back into his robot form. He scanned the battlefield, his optics locking onto Smoker. With a calculated move, he unleashed a powerful burst of energy from his chest, the beam carving a path through the advancing Pacifistas. The ground trembled as the machines exploded, their parts raining down like metal confetti.)

Optimus: Hmph... (sees Smoker) Huh?

(Smoker, undeterred, charged through the debris, his jutte raised high. Optimus met him with a thunderous punch, the impact sending shockwaves through the air. The two combatants grappled, their immense strength shaking the very foundation of the island. The smell of burning metal and ozone filled the air, mingling with the scent of the sea.)

Smoker: Now you've done it!

Optimus: Not quite.

(With a surge of power, Optimus flung Smoker away, the Marine skidding across the rocky ground. He then grabbed Smoker by the arm and swung him around, slamming him into the ground. The impact created a massive crater, dust and debris flying into the air. Optimus stood over the defeated Smoker as he stomps him, killing him. He then detects four familiar presences. It's Ironhide, Sunstreaker, Mirage and Prowl.)

Ironhide: There you are, fearless leader.

Sunstreaker: Oh yeah, baby. The Autobots are back to action!

Mirage: Let's help our leader against the Marines and Evil Pirates alike.

Prowl: Okay, boss... say it.

(Optimus smiles as he raises his hand.)

Optimus: Autobots, roll out!

Autobots: (unison) YEEEEEAAAAAHHH!!!

(The Autobots are back...)