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7:00 p.m., Britannian military prison. Alistair escorted Tohdoh to the front of the complex, where Knightmares that resembled the Guren, except with a unique shade of grey, were waiting, next to a truck.

Chiba: Colonel!
Tohdoh: I'm alright! My friend, here, helped me!
Alistair: Move along, big man. I got some other things to do.
Tohdoh: Good luck.

Alistair ran off and Tohdoh entered the back of the truck, bearing witness to his own Knightmare, kneeling like a samurai. Tohdoh entered the cockpit, and the black Gekka stood up.

Lelouch: (thinking) Tohdoh, check. We should be all set...

30 minutes earlier, Cornelia's room. Cornelia was trying to fall asleep, but her frustration contracted her with insomnia.

Cornelia: Come on, come on! Let me sleep! (gets up) That's it!

At the prison, Lloyd, Suzaku and Cecile were in the warden's office, signing paperwork to become part of Tohdoh's execution. The warden's phone rang, and he answered it.

Warden: Hello? Princess Cornelia?! It's rare to be called on by you, Viceroy! (pauses) What?! But...! (pauses) No, I don't want that to happen! (pauses) Alright. As you say. (closes phone)
Lloyd: What was that about?
Warden: (gathers paperwork) I was told to do this... (grabs lighter) And, this. (sets paperwork on fire, throws it into trash bin)
Lloyd: And...Cornelia told you to do that?
Warden: I...didn't want to get on her bad side. She threatened to make me shit out of my eyes.
Lloyd: Sounds reasonable, to me.

An explosion rang out, outside the window.

Warden: What was that?!
Lloyd: A jailbreak, from the outside? That's a first, for me.

Present time, outside the prison. Zero's Burai stood alongside Tohdoh's Gekka and the Four Holy Swords' Gekkas.

Lelouch: Now that Tohdoh's out, I can only surmise...

Lelouch noticed a familiar Slash Harken approaching Tohdoh's Knightmare and his Burai knocked it aside with its axe. The Lancelot retracted its Slash Harken and jumped off the wall.

Lelouch: ...that this asshole will show up.
Kallen: This dick...! How the hell does he keep showing up!?
Lelouch: (out loud) Don't know, don't care. All that matters...is that we get a reputation for kicking its ass!
Tohdoh: You know how this guy fights?
Lelouch: The data's been sent. I'll update the plan, if I need to.
Tohdoh: Alright. I leave the battle in your hands.

The Guren was the first to intercept the Lancelot, engaging in hand-to-hand combat, with the Guren being outclassed. The Lancelot fired its VARIS at the Burais that were trying to shoot at it, from behind, scattering the Burais, in the process. Two of the Gekkas fired at the Lancelot, to distract it, but the Lancelot's Blaze Luminous blocked the bullets.

Lelouch: (high-pitched tone) WAAAAAAAH!

The Lancelot did not expect Zero's Burai to jump into the air, from behind, nor the high-pitched and comedic battle cry, as the Burai's axe split the VARIS in half, causing it to explode. The Lancelot backed away, immediately.

Kallen: (snickers) What was that battle cry? It was so funny...! (laughs lightly)
Lelouch: (normal tone) That was the plan. I've been working on that, too. Comedy can be distracting.
Kallen: Joey Styles would have a field day, with that.

The Gekkas continued to pressure the Lancelot, until a gunshot rang out, and shot the wall, between them. The Knightmares from both sides looked to where the bullet came from and saw Alistair, holding his silver Desert Eagle. Alistair looked at the Lancelot and motioned for it to come closer.

Tohdoh: Oh... I see what's going on. Back up, everyone! This is starting to look like a one-on-one showdown.
Lelouch: What the hell...?

The Lancelot got next to Alistair, and the cockpit opened, revealing the pilot to be Suzaku.

Kallen: What?! How the hell-?!
Lelouch: (thinking) Son of a bitch... It was him, the whole time? (shakes head) If anyone can knock some sense into that dumbass, it's Alistair. (out loud) Black Knights! Just sit back, and watch.
Kallen: What's going on?!

Alistair looked up at Suzaku, only somewhat surprised that the pilot of Britannia's Fallen White Knight was his friend.

Suzaku: Alistair?! What are you doing, out here?!
Alistair: Doin' my business. What else?
Suzaku: Were you-? Were you helping Tohdoh escape?
Alistair: Hell yeah. He knew my mom.
Suzaku: Why? Just why!?
Alistair: I live to do good, my man. And, since we've never had a proper fight...

Alistair pulled out his cell phone and typed his coordinates into it.

Alistair: ...then, it's only fair that we have one, just you and me.

The S-850 dropped down, next to Alistair, and Suzaku recognized the Knightmare, immediately.

Suzaku: No... No, you can't be. You can't be the Mavericks' ace pilot!
Alistair: I am one of them, yes. I'm the boss.
Suzaku: You...founded the Tokyo Mavericks?!
Alistair: Well, Suzaku... (gets into S-850) Shalln't we begin?
Suzaku: (closes cockpit) I have to turn you in. Please, surrender.
Alistair: Surrender's never been an option, to begin with. (S-850 draws katana) Let's see how your skill with the sword compares to mine.

Meanwhile, at the Clovis memorial museum, Euphemia was standing in front of a crowd, next to the curator.

Curator: Now, Princess Euphemia will select the grand prize winner! Whatever piece of art this flower is placed upon will be the winner. (give Euphemia flower) If you would, Your Highness-

One of the reporters' phones went off, then another, then all of the reporters in the museum were on the phone, talking with someone.

Darlton: This bodes poorly.
Reporter: There's something going on, at one of the prisons!
Darlton: Tohdoh's escaped? (thinking) Thank God. (out loud) Turn on the TV!

A TV screen lowered and turned on. The news channel showed a bird's eye view of the S-850 challenging the Lancelot to a sword fight.

Euphemia: Huh?

Back at the prison, the S-850 eagerly awaited the Lancelot's acceptance of the challenge.

Suzaku: Why, Alistair? Why resort to this?
Alistair: If I don't act, who will? Japan's gotta be free, like the rest of the world.
Suzaku: You would fight against order? After everything you've done, to free your own country, you would fight against an empire that controls a third of the world?
Alistair: Exactly the reason. Also, they killed my parents. I effortlessly made a grudge.
Suzaku: I hate to do this to you, but I have no choice. (Lancelot draws MVS swords) I won't let this stand.
Alistair: Bring it, then! Like the samurai of old: Sworn through swords!

The S-850 and Lancelot stood face-to-face, in their respective combat stances, the Lancelot in a dual wielding stance and the S-850 in a two-handed samurai stance, without bending the knees.

Alistair: You gonna stand there, like a bitch, or are we gonna get this show on the road?

The Lancelot made the first move, attacking with a horizontal swing, but was parried by the S-850's sword.

Alistair: That was friggin' sloppy. You sure you're Japanese?

The Lancelot attacked again, this time with a horizontal swipe. The S-850 dodged it and kicked the Lancelot in the abdomen, knocking it backwards.

Alistair: Lame! Super sucky! Weren't you trained by Tohdoh? Oh, wait... Was that just hand-to-hand combat, not sword fighting? Oh, man, you suck.

The Lancelot dashed forward and unleashed a flurry of sword swipes at the S-850, which all of the swings were dodged, nonchalantly.

Suzaku: Why can't I hit you!?
Alistair: You may think you have me all figured out, just by reading my autobiography, but there's one thing you didn't account for.
Suzaku: And, what's that?
Alistair: My experience...is greater than yours. I've had 10 years of combat experience. How much combat time have you had?
Suzaku: (pauses) Shit.
Alistair: How about actually trying, for once?
Suzaku: You're coming with me, dead or alive!

The S-850 jumped into the air, intending for a technique known as the Guillotine. The Lancelot blocked with both of its swords, but the S-850's sword and power destroyed both of the MVS swords, shattering the blades. The S-850 then dashed to the side of the Lancelot and landed an upward slash through the front of the cockpit, without harming Suzaku.

Suzaku: (thinking) Impossible. I'm...I'm going to die, here. He beat me. I...
Alistair: Get outta here!

The S-850 kicked the Lancelot's cockpit, before it reached the ground, and sent it flying, causing Suzaku to scream, until it landed.

Tohdoh: Son of a bitch... Didn't know he was that good.
Kallen: Holy shit...

The S-850 got to the top of the guard tower wall, and its cockpit opened. Alistair stood on top of the S-850, saw the news aircraft, and motioned for it to come closer.

Back at the museum, the news channel feed was momentarily shut off, leaving the reporters wondering.

Euphemia: (thinking) Suzaku was beaten? Impressive, but...

The news feed went back on, and Alistair was on the TV screen.

Euphemia: That guy...! He was the one who...!
Alistair: (over TV) Greetings, Japan! My name is Alistair Wake!

The very sound of Alistair's name made Euphemia's heart skip a beat.

Euphemia: No way...
Alistair: To those unaware, I am known as the Son of Liberty. I'm also the head honcho of the Tokyo Mavericks!
Darlton: Him?!
Reporter: What's going on, here?!
Alistair: I've also overheard that there's an art show, going on. Well, I have a piece of art that's deserving of attention.

Alistair pulled out his cell phone and hacked into the camera. The footage then showed a piece of art created with spray paint. It showed Alistair, bringing peace to Japan, with a man that looked like a samurai transparently watching him, from above.

Reporter: What? What's with the cool artwork?
Alistair: This piece is in Shinjuku, and was dubbed "The Modern Day Masakado".

The feed switched back to normal, showing Alistair sitting on the cockpit of the S-850.

Alistair: Most of the Japanese refer to me as such, and I graciously accept that title. If you'd like to know more about me, please consult my autobiography. Alright, flyboy! Get back in the air! Prepare to have your minds blown by awesome combat!
Darlton: Well, that happened. Princess Euphemia, are you-?

When Darlton went to look at Euphemia, she was already out the front door, running.

Darlton: She's sneaky, I'll give her that.

Back at the prison, the S-850 dropped down to the ground, and looked up at the large army of Knightmare VTOLs heading for the prison.

Alistair: Alright. I think I've got enough energy, for this.
Zero: Alistair!
Alistair: What's up, Zero?
Zero: We will assist you!
Alistair: Oh, you want some rep, too? Fine by me. (S-850 sheathes sword) I got some ammo to spend. (S-850 draws SMGs)
Zero: Black Knights! Prepare to wreck ass! Guren, team up with Alistair!

The Guren Mk. II stood next to the S-850, with its knife drawn.

Kallen: You know full well who I am, Alistair. Don't screw up.
Alistair: Let's go, partner!

The Guren and S-850 went into battle, shooting slashing and destroying whatever Knightmares got in their way. Zero's Burai walked backwards and pressed its back against the truck.

Zero: Extra armaments, please!
Rakshata: (over radio) You're sure you want to use these?
Zero: You want that data, or not?
Rakshata: Very well. Attaching gatling guns.

Zero's Burai took the gatling guns, as the ammunition belts were equipped.

Zero: This is gonna be fun.
Rakshata: You're going to use all of the bullets?
Zero: Keep track of them. (notices army of Knightmares) Check this shit out.

Zero's Burai fired its newly attached gatling guns at the Knightmares, the bullets piercing through the armor destroying all 76 of them, some from the bullets, others from the explosions of other Knightmares.

Rakshata: 500 for 76. Not bad. Some of those were those new models I kept hearing about, as well as those elite types. You're not half bad at piloting, Zero. You've got quite the aim.
Zero: I've been practicing. (Burai discards gatling guns) That was fun.
Rakshata: There's a Raiko, heading out. The Britannians must have made their own.
Zero: I see it. And, Alistair got the kill.
Rakshata: Unbelievable. How does he make such a machine move, like that?
Zero: Years of experience.
Rakshata: The chainsaw blade could cut through that armor, even spilt the Raiko in half... Oh, dear. You might have a bigger foe, heading towards you.

With a majority of the Knightmares destroyed, the Britannian "military" was forced to retreat. However, 3 large, towering, mechanical monstrosities treaded out into the open, with large cannons and missile launchers.

Alistair: I'll take the one on the left. Guren, you back up Zero.
Kallen: If you say so!
Tohdoh: Holy Swords! Take your stances!

Tohdoh and the Four Holy Swords' Gekkas took different samurai stances, all of them two-handed. They attacked the Bamides they were tasked to destroy, and within 2 minutes, it was destroyed by the numerous bullets and slashes, and upon the final blow, the Gekkas regrouped, took their stances again, and the Bamides exploded.

Zero: We can top that! (Burai equips cannon on left arm) Let's rock this clown, Kallen!
Kallen: Right!

Zero's Burai and the Guren Mk. II charged toward the middle Bamides, and the Guren grabbed the center of the front area of the tank-like Knightmare, and activated the Radiant Wave Surger, while Zero's Burai aimed its cannon at the cockpit.

Zero: I hope you're hungry!

Zero's Burai repeatedly fired its cannon into the cockpit, and the entire Knightmare began to explode. Zero's Burai and the Guren jumped off and let the Bamides explode.

Zero: Hah! Didn't think I could do that, did you!?
Tohdoh: That was impressive. How will Alistair fair, though?

The Black Knights' Knightmares watched the S-850 pull out it light machine gun, aim it at the last Bamides, and open fire. Every single bullet from large, armor-piercing weapon hit the Bamides and on the 35th shot, it fully exploded, without even touching the S-850.

Zero: From half-court. He didn't need to throw anything, he just shot that thing, from half-court.
Tohdoh: I can't believe you know about basketball.
Alistair: I think we've done all we could. Smoke us, guys!

Suzaku crawled out of the Lancelot's cockpit and saw all of the Knightmares disappear in a large cloud of smoke.

Suzaku: Dammit. Got my...ass kicked...(passes out)

Meanwhile, in Shinjuku, a limousine arrived at the area where the "Modern Day Masakado" spray paint art was located, and Euphemia exited the vehicle. She approached the wall and placed the flower on the sidewalk next to it.

Euphemia: (out loud) You are the best piece of art that I've ever seen, in my entire life. (gets back into limo)
Driver: Where to, next?
Euphemia: The book store. I've got something that I need to read.