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2017 a.t.b., Tokyo, Japan, 2:43 p.m. The streets of Tokyo were filled with noise, as many large cities were. Alistair was used to these common noises since he had been in large cities before. He tried to get his bearings around the capital of Japan, while clearing his head from revealing his past with his friend, Nunnally Lamperouge. During this, he noticed something odd from beyond the crowd of people. A girl who seemed to be around 13 years old with brown hair was sitting alone under a building that offered a partial amount of shade. She appeared to be dirty and slightly wounded, from the state of her body and clothes. Alistair looked at her and the girl noticed and looked back at him, then flipped him off with an angry look on her face. Alistair was surprised by this for a moment, then smiled at the girl and responded with sign language.

Alistair: (using sign language) "I apologize, but insulting gestures such as the screaming eagle have no effect on an American of my caliber."

The girl ceased giving Alistair the middle finger and her expression changed from anger to confusion. Alistair activated his right sole's roller blades and moved toward the girl. In almost 7 seconds, Alistair was in front of the girl and struck up a conversation.

Alistair: (smiling) So, how are you doing?
Girl: I don't quite get what you were doing with your hands earlier.
Alistair: Ah. You don't understand sign language. My apologies. I said that your middle finger doesn't work on an American of my nature. Can't deafen me that easily.
Girl: American? So, you're not Britannian?
Alistair: To be honest with you, I am of Celtic descent. Warrior's blood, if you will.
Girl: Warrior's...blood?
Alistair: (laughs) Where are my manners? I haven't introduced myself. I am Alistair Wake, mercenary benefactor.
Girl: I'm...Miharu Dojima.
Alistair: Miharu? What a wonderful name! "Beauty shines, even through the heat of the blazing sun."
Miharu Dojima: You know what my name means? That's cool, I guess. Does your name have a meaning?
Alistair: Alistair; He who does right by his terms and defends his fellow man.
Miharu: Whoa. That's an impressive name you got there.
Alistair: (sits next to Miharu) I take it you're being bullied crap-tons. Am I right?
Miharu: What makes you say that?
Alistair: The dirt, grime and bruises all about your very being. The way things are going right now, even kids get crap from all the foreign, racist asshats that currently litter Japan.
Miharu: (sighs) Yeah. But what's an "American" like you doing here?
Alistair: Oh, you know, studying abroad, gettin' my diploma, all that jazz. I think, when I arrived here, I killed around 4 guys in one day.
Miharu: (surprised) What?
Alistair: I think I was in Shinjuku when I first encountered one of those military issue Knightmares these guys have. I blew it up with a belt of grenades.
Miharu: So, you are, in no way, aligned with Britannia?
Alistair: I am aligned with myself, as per my occupation as mercenary.

Miharu thought for a moment, then her face showed resolve and she stood up.

Miharu: Come with me.
Alistair: Where are you takin' me?
Miharu: Someplace secret.

Alistair followed Miharu outside of the Tokyo area and into a residential area inside Shinjuku. As they moved through the residential area, Alistair could see despair in the eyes of its inhabitants.

Alistair: Yeesh. These guys apparently don't get comedy out here.
Miharu: It's because Britannia destroyed what we worked so hard to build. They put a majority of us in the sticks.
Alistair: God, no radio, no TV, no stand up comedy. How much hell can these bastards cause? And what's it gonna take to kick their asses and make them stay down?
Miharu: Honestly? I have no idea. With the gangs around, that's probably going to be difficult.
Alistair: I think I fought some gang members on my first day here, as well. The fight started with me knocking one of them out with a Rider Kick.
Miharu: A what?
Alistair: You don't know of Kamen Rider? Are you sure you're Japanese?
Miharu: Whatever Kamen Rider is, I'm pretty sure Britannia cancelled it.
Alistair: Dammit!

Alistair and Miharu arrived at a building that appeared to be a warehouse outside the residential area. In front of the side door was a man standing guard.

Guard: What's your business?
Miharu: Just heading back home with a guest.
Guard: Answer me this: who is the half god, half man warrior who turned into a white bird when he died?
Miharu: Damn. Uh...
Alistair: Isn't that Yamato Takeru? I'm gonna suppose that his sword, Kusanagi no Tsurugi, hasn't been found yet.
Guard: (surprised) Uh...yeah, that's right. Go right on through. (opens door)
Alistair: Cool. I got a history history question right and I'm not even in class.
Miharu: How did you...?
Alistair: It's my duty to know about fellow good guys. Yamato Takeru, Koga Saburo, Tenkai, all those legends.
Miharu: Thank God for you. If I didn't meet you, I'd probably never get back in.

Alistair followed Miharu into the warehouse building and found that it was greatly inhabited. Alistair surmised that around 45 people actually lived in the warehouse. Among the crowd of people, a blonde girl with glasses approached Miharu.

Blonde Girl: Miharu! Where have you been?
Miharu: I've been out, Chizuru. Calm down.
Blonde Girl: Calm down?! If you keep going into the settlement, you'll be beat within an inch of your life! I promised your mom that I would look after you.
Miharu: I'm tough. I can take care of myself just fine.
Alistair: Wow. For a girl your age, you're pretty resilient. Kind of remind me of myself, when I was your age.
Blonde Girl: (looks at Alistair) And who the hell is he?! A Britannian!?
Miharu: Not even close. He's an "American" of "Celtic descent" who happens to be a mercenary.
Blonde Girl: American, huh? (approaches Alistair) What's your game? Why are you here?
Alistair: You tell me. My new friend Miharu led me here. Uh...? (motions his hand, hoping for her name)
Blonde Girl: Chizuru Kanda, if you're wondering about my name.
Alistair: (smiles) As a matter of fact, I was. Thank you, Kanda.
Chizuru Kanda: Really? You're on a first name basis with Miharu but you refer to me by my last name?
Alistair: Because of the fact that your last name is that badass.
Kanda: On top of that, how'd you get in here?
Alistair: Well, the guy at the door was asking about Yamato Takeru and I got the question right.
Kanda: Since you're in here, I'm going to suppose that you're going to rat us out to the Britannians, right?
Alistair: You mean the guys whose asses I'm currently trying to kick? Doubtful, 'cause I won a fight with a few thugs and they are trying to pick a bigger fight with me than they already have.
Kanda: They would have sent Knightmares if you resisted arrest.
Alistair: They weren't even acting like cops to begin with. How the hell would they arrest me? (mocking tone) "Oh my god, I don't know what to do! How do I arrest this guy? I know! I'll shoot him dead! I'm really glad that we took over England." (normal voice) They're like headless chickens. They don't know right from wrong!
Miharu: What was it you said to me? That you blew up a Sutherland with a belt of grenades?
Alistair: The jackass sprung the trap by putting it in the cockpit. Inside-out explosion.
Kanda: You may be an enemy of Britannia, but are you an enemy of ours?
Alistair: I don't know. Are you dumbasses?
Kanda: Why do you wanna know?
Alistair: Well, Britannia is picking a fight with me and so is some gang. I'm just trying to make sure you know who your enemies are. So, what's your answer?
Kanda: (thinks for a moment before speaking) No.
Alistair: No, what?
Kanda: (sighs) No, we're not dumbasses.
Alistair: Splendid! So, what in the hell are you doing in a crowded place like this?
Kanda: There are literally no living areas whatsoever out here. Britannia destroyed everything and built over the ruins.
Alistair: I bet they screwed up the shrines, too. Even Masakado's. God rest his awesomeness.
Kanda: So, you're an American?
Alistair: Absolutely.
Kanda: How are you here, in Japan? Britannia must have taken over your country.
Alistair: They did. Then they left.
Kanda: Britannia doesn't just leave Areas they've claimed. Was there some sort of rebellion?
Alistair: Zero rebellion, all business.
Kanda: What the hell does that mean?
Alistair: Mercenaries, Kanda. They practically multiplied when Britannia took over the U.S.
Kanda: When did they take over?
Alistair: 10 years ago. Two years later, they reclaim their home turf and then are kicked out of America on the same day.
Kanda: Kicked out?
Alistair: Yeah. Apparently the Vice President, who sold out America in the first place, also planned on getting rid of Britannia at a certain time. Once Britannia reclaimed the UK, Hawking unleashed his trump card: Civility Enforcement LLC.
Kanda: Civility?
Alistair: A self-proclaimed "private security" company with ties to a corrupt pseudo government.
Miharu: These mercenaries, what made them so special that they could drive off Britannia?
Alistair: They brought in a new age of mercenaries. Cyborgs.
Miharu: Cyborgs? Really?
Alistair: Yeah, really. They practically had an army of corpses working for them.
Kanda: That's a little harsh, don't you think?
Alistair: No, they are literally corpses. The "volunteering" process that Civility had was just to have more guinea pigs for their experiments. The soldiers don't run on human will, they're run with artificial intelligence that connects directly to the brain, thus killing them.
Miharu & Kanda: (in unison) Damn.
Alistair: Right? Fortunately, I was able to stop them and Hawking alongside placing the U.S. back in the hands of the current President.
Kanda: Quite the feats you've pulled off. You think you can-?

Before Kanda could finish her sentence, the large door of the building opened up. From outside around 30 gang members entered the building, armed with military weapons.

Kanda: Not now!
Alistair: What the hell are they doing here?
Miharu: Are they here to extort us again?
Alistair: They bullcrapped you into giving up everything you had, didn't they?
Kanda: Yeah, and they said they would leave us alone, last time.
Alistair: Let's see what they want.

Among the crowd of gang members, one stepped toward the crowd of people. Alistair could see that this member was a cut above the rest, the leader.

Gang Leader: Hello, Elevens. I see that you got comfortable, living in this dump.
Japanese Civilian: What are you doing here? Didn't you say you would leave us alone?
Gang Leader: It has come to my attention that this place requires different tenants. Therefore, our deal has hereby been cancelled. Time for you to die.

At that point, some of the armed gang members aimed their guns at the civilians, meaning to shoot them.

Gang Leader: Waste 'em.
Alistair: Hold the phone, asswipe.

Before the gang members could fire their weapons, Alistair walked in front of their line of fire.

Gang Leader: What the hell? What's with the guts? Aren't you scared of dying?
Alistair: Scared? Of a couple of dumbasses who can't even come up with a good solution to this kind of problem? Considering that you're trying to pick a fight with me, a guy with unlimited morale? No, I ain't scared, chump.
Gang Member: I remember you! You attacked us from the sky, a few days ago!
Alistair: Wait, is that the guy I gave the Rider Kick to? It is! How are you, dude?
Gang Member: Still hurting.
Alistair: Yeah, sweet. Now, get the hell out.
Gang Member: Can do. (drops gun and runs away, screaming)
Gang Leader: Where the hell are you going?! Come back!
Alistair: I think he quit. Good for him. (walks towards a wall, maintaining his sight on the 29 man army) He can lead his own life, now.
Gang Leader: (angrily) Kill him!
Miharu: Alistair, run!
Kanda: (holding Miharu back) No, Miharu! I won't let you die, too!
Miharu: (crying) Alistair! No!

The gang members opened fire upon Alistair almost instantaneously. For Alistair, time slowed down and he counted the number of bullets in the air and their trajectory. Time resumed its normal pace and Alistair began dancing, while dodging every bullet that came his way. He leaped into the air, still dodging the bullets, and decided to entertain his new Japanese friends.

Alistair: Rider Kick!

As he said this, he dropped quickly towards the ground and kicked one of the gang members, knocking him out like he did to the gang member that fled.

Alistair: (looks at gang members) Who else wants a piece?

The gang members dropped their guns and decided to use their fists to fight Alistair instead. They all fell in 3 minutes since the fight began. Alistair looked at his defeated enemies and did a quick count of how many he defeated. All except the leader had fallen.

Alistair: Yo, boss guy! Where you at, man? Don't tell me that you're becoming a pansy? We haven't even fought yet!

Alistair's tempting fate had been granted when a Knightmare entered the warehouse. It appeared to have been first used by the Britannians, but had a different paint job then the normal model. A voice rang out from the speakerphone on the Sutherland.

Gang Leader: So, tough guy, you feel scared now?!
Alistair: Nah. I beat those things, too. Come to think of it...(draws Desert Eagles and aims at the Sutherland)...I never used these against a Sutherland, up front. You feel like takin' me on?
Gang Leader: You know what? Yeah, I'll take you on!
Alistair: Positive?
Gang Leader: Bring it on! (aims sub-machine gun at Alistair)
Alistair: Your funeral.

As soon as the conversation was finished, Alistair opened fire on the Knightmare with his Desert Eagles. The bullets pierced through the Knightmare's armor, went into the cockpit, where the pilot resided, and pierced through the gang leader's body. Every shot from Alistair's Desert Eagles was both brutal and fatal. Exactly 18 shots went into the gang leader and on the 18th shot, his body ceased to function as it laid in the cockpit. Alistair jumped toward the Knightmare and kicked it out of the warehouse with his right leg. Once the Knightmare hit the ground, it exploded without causing damage to the warehouse. After dealing with the Knightmare, Alistair returned his attention to the gang members.

Alistair: Boo.

The gang members left their guns where they were and ran away.

Alistair: (holsters Desert Eagles) Well, that takes care of that.
Japanese Civilian A: Did you see that?
Japanese Civilian B: He took every single one of them on, himself.
Japanese Civilian C: I think I heard someone say he's an American.
Japanese Civilian D: American? I didn't think they were that tough.

From the crowd, Kanda and Miharu approach Alistair, utterly surprised.

Kanda: Wha-? How did-? You-.
Miharu: Did you really just do that!?
Alistair: Yup. All in the skills.
Kanda: Skills, my ass! That was all you! Your skills didn't do that, you did!
Alistair: My skills were the root. I'm pretty much the only guy around here who does this sort of thing normally. Because I'm the number one good guy mercenary in America. And, maybe, the only one.
Kanda: Right. Listen...(realizes she does not know his name) Oh, shit. Uh...
Miharu: His name is Alistair Wake, Chizuru.
Kanda: Right. Alistair, I... No, we, need your help.
Alistair: What kind of help are we talking about?
Kanda: I think we should hire you to get rid of Britannia's presence in Japan. I'll beg if I have to.
Alistair: Hey, don't pull that begging bullcrap on me, Kanda. And you don't pay me jack squat. I pay you.
Kanda: What?
Alistair: (towards every person in the warehouse) Every person in this room will have a job to do, if it is among their wants. I'm gonna teach every recruit that comes my way the fine life of a mercenary benefactor.
Kanda: You mean to tell me that you're going to train us, or something?
Alistair: Boot camp starts on Saturday, people. I suggest you get ready for it. (begins walking towards the exit) Because when training is over, the Tokyo Mavericks will rebuild Japan.

Alistair left his new recruits and went back to Ashford Academy to stir deeper into his thoughts. Before he could get a chance to do such, he overheard about an incident in the Saitama area. When he reached his room, Alistair opened his duffle bag and found the clothes that he requested. He put on the hooded jacket and cargo pants and found that the outfit suited him. He exited the campus once again and headed for Saitama, desiring to save lives. Once out of sight, he put the hood over his head, just for the fun of it.

Alistair: Time to rock, chumps.