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7:30 p.m., Britannian military storage facility. Zero's resistance group was surveying the facility, counting the personnel and layout of the facility.

Tamaki: We've got 17 guards, 12 of them being armed with guns. Silenced guns?
Ohgi: Check.
Tamaki: We've got batons and knives, right?
Zero: Yes, we do.
Ohgi: We're going to take a stealthy approach to this?
Zero: Considering our current standing, yes. If you have to get lethal, aim for the head.
Tamaki: You heard him. Knock out or kill. That's the game plan.
Kallen: Are we really doing this?
Tamaki: We've got to. Otherwise, we're screwed.
Kallen: We're taking simulators, of all things.
Tamaki: Practice makes perfect, yeah? We also have to know what fields of combat Knightmare pilots excel at. Assign wrong, and the battle goes awry.
Kallen: (pauses) Okay, now it makes sense. If melee is paired with range... Crap.
Tamaki: Yeah. We need to do this.
Zero: Everyone all set? Then, let's go.

Meanwhile, in the streets of Tokyo, Alistair was wandering the streets, in search of a hidden armory used by the Britannian military, wearing his Mavericks jacket with the hood covering his face. He came across an abandoned building that was not at all decrepit or damaged, as there was activity within the building. Alistair could see that there were armored soldiers patrolling the lobby of the building and walked inside. The militia looked at the hooded man that entered the building and aimed their weapons at him.

Soldier: This is a restricted area! Leave, now!
Alistair: I'm here to acquire your weaponry.
Soldier: We're not giving up anything to you! Surrender!
Alistair: Your compliance isn't a necessity. I'm just gonna kick your asses.
Soldier: And how will you do that?

Immediately, Alistair reached behind his jacket, drew his Desert Eagles and aimed them at the soldiers.

Soldier: Oh. That can't be good.

2011 a.t.b., Fort Benning, Georgia, Ranger barracks. Alistair was preparing his supplies, before he left for the outside. Chief Hanlon and some other friends Alistair made at Ranger School were there to see him off. Among these friends were Sergeant Asher, the head of education, Ranger Jericho, a demolitions expert, Ranger Grey, an expert marksman, and Ranger Dudley, an expert with all forms of armaments.

Chief Hanlon: Are you sure about this?
Alistair (Age 10): Can't keep being cooped up, here.
Sergeant Aaron Asher: True enough. But, you've gotta be careful. Alright?
Ranger Christoph "Jericho" Pratt: Yeah. You've got the Enclave, Civility, those Lost Legion psychos and God knows what.
Ranger Nicole Grey: There are reports of uprisings all over the country. We don't have any info on who's causing them, so be cautious.
Ranger Raymond Dudley: He knows his way out of any situation. He's a tough kid.
Ranger Jericho: Yeah, but the Enclave and Civility are the main issues, here. We don't know how to fight them.
Alistair: We'll figure something out. However, I'm not able to bring a fight to them. I'd rather explore.
Chief Hanlon: (sighs) I can't stop you. I need you to promise me that you'll be careful and not get into situations that you can't handle.
Alistair: Can't guarantee that. Sometimes, people will bring the fight to me.
Sergeant Asher: True enough. Ever still...
Alistair: I can't get a job until I'm 13. I've got time to know this country, inside-out.
Ranger Grey: I'll miss you, Alistair.
Alistair: I know. I'll miss you, too. All of you. Thank you for everything.

All of Alistair's friends saluted him as he left, showing respect for their friend who was not only younger than them, but also their superior.

2017 a.t.b., inside a Britannian military storage facility. Tamaki was sneaking up behind an armed guard and hit the guard on the back of the head with the baton he was issued. The guard collapsed to the ground after the hit, unconscious.

Tamaki: Sweet dreams, pal. (to others) Clear this way.

Kallen and Ohgi snuck out of the shadows and approached Tamaki.

Ohgi: Didn't know you were this good, Tamaki.
Tamaki: Me neither. Guess it comes with growing up.
Kallen: (talking into communicator) Zero. We're all clear, here.
Zero: (over communicator) Good work. Find the simulators and we'll find a truck to transport them to a new location.
Kallen: And why can't we sleep in this new location?
Zero: It's not as comfortable as our current hideout. That's why.
Tamaki: Comfort first, huh? Nice.
Kallen: Fair enough. Just locate the simulators while the others deal with the rest of the guards?
Zero: Yes. Be careful. Reinforcements might show up.
Ohgi: Got it.
Kallen: (turns off communicator) Well, we're stuck here for a while.
Tamaki: So, how's school going?
Kallen: Fine. I made some new friends.
Ohgi: That's good to hear.
Kallen: I'm also on the student council.
Tamaki: Kick-ass.
Kallen: There was this guy, Alistair... He seems so upbeat. Apparently he's a mercenary.
Tamaki: (thinking) Oh, hell. Say nothing about involvement with him. Do not rat him out!
Kallen: Come to think of it...(turns to Tamaki) Were you saved by a guy with short, brown hair and icy blue eyes?
Tamaki: (out loud) Yeah. I told Minami and the others, but...
Kallen: So, Alistair was the one who saved your ass.
Ohgi: This Alistair was the "badass" you were talking about?
Tamaki: Yeah. He's actually pretty cool. He's from America.
Ohgi: An Amercian!?

Immediately, the group heard evil-sounding laughter coming from somewhere in the building.

Kallen: What was that?
Ohgi: I don't know, but we have to deal with it.
Tamaki: Let's do it, to it.

Kallen, Ohgi and Tamaki went further into the warehouse and heard loud steps behind a large door.

Tamaki: (draws submachine gun) Guns ready?
Ohgi: (draws assault rifle) Ready.
Kallen: (draws pistol) Come on, you Britannian bastard.

After the group aimed their guns at the door, the lights turned on and the door started opening. As the door opened, the group saw a man in heavy armor with shark decals on it and wielding a flamethrower walking towards them. The enforcer laughed evilly as he pointed the flamethrower at the group.

Tamaki: (confused, looking at Ohgi and Kallen) What the hell's with this guy?

The enforcer fired the flamethrower at the group and they scattered, narrowly dodging the fire.

Tamaki: Whoa, that's pretty toasty!
Enforcer: You think I need backup, Elevens? (laughs) I'm my own backup!

Kallen fired her pistol at the enforcer, but the bullets did not scathe the enforcer's armor.

Kallen: That didn't work.
Enforcer: I'm unstoppable! Burn, goody two-shoes!

The enforcer fired his flamethrower at Kallen and Kallen narrowly avoided the flames again.

Ohgi: How do we deal with this guy?!

Tamaki looked at the guard that he knocked out and saw that the guard had a shotgun. Tamaki picked up the shotgun and saw that it was fully loaded.

Tamaki: (pumps shotgun) This'll do. Gotta get close.
Ohgi: Are you out of your mind?! It's suicidal!
Enforcer: Come on, girly! Didn't you wanna play with me!? All I wanna do is burn you and your friends to death! It's a simple need, in my life!
Ohgi: (serious tone) Point blank. Try to aim for his face.
Tamaki: Gotta wear down the armor, first. And we need to tell that flamethrower to screw off.

Tamaki vaulted over the cover and ran towards the enforcer, who was too focused on Kallen to notice Tamaki approaching him. When the enforcer turned around, Tamaki fired the shotgun into the enforcer's chest, reeling him back. Tamaki continued firing the shotgun three more times until the enforcer fell to the ground, dropping the flamethrower. Tamaki shot the flamethrower and destroyed it.

Tamaki: I'm curious: was that your girlfriend that I just broke? If so, I'm not sorry.

When the enforcer got up, he growled and drew his own shotgun, a different model than the one Tamaki was holding. The enforcer saw Ohgi peering out from behind the cover he was using and the enforcer fired his shotgun, the shots ringing out like an automatic weapon.

Tamaki: An automatic shotgun?! Are you freaking serious!?
Enforcer: That was my only flamethrower. Now, I have to kill you the boring way. (aims shotgun at Tamaki)
Kallen: Remember me, bitch!?

The enforcer turned around and saw Kallen running towards him. When Kallen was face-to-helmet with the enforcer, she put her pistol to his throat and unloaded the rest of the clip. As the enforcer staggered from the throat wounds, Kallen took the automatic shotgun and opened fire on the enforcer. Kallen fired 12 rounds into the enforcer before he fell down again, his helmet falling off his head.

Tamaki: Nice.
Kallen: I'm keeping this.
Tamaki: You know, we can take the ammo off him.
Kallen: Right.

Immediately, the enforcer rose up and screamed in rage at Kallen and Tamaki. The sound of an assault rifle firing rung out as the enforcer took bullets to the back and fell down for a third time. The enforcer laid on the ground, bleeding and dead. Ohgi approached Tamaki and Kallen, his rifle smoking out the barrel.

Ohgi: That guy was a dick.
Tamaki: A crazy, pyromaniacal dick.
Kallen: (panting) Definitely...definitely a dick.

The group heard hurried footsteps and Zero approached the group.

Zero: What happened!? Are you okay!? (looks at enforcer) Who's this dick?
Kallen: Don't get us started. We already had to deal the asshole and his flamethrower.
Zero: (looks back to group) Uh, where did he come from?
Tamaki: Don't know.
Ohgi: All we know is that he was trying to kill us.
Zero: If the military was hiring guys like him, then we're in trouble. Kevlar armor. This is some strange reinforcement, though. Never seen anything like it.
Tamaki: Great. First, they up the ante on Knightmares, then they up the ante on ground troops. They're just letting psychos like this guy in the military.
Zero: This is not good. I'll get the truck around, so we can get the simulators. (notices automatic shotgun) Nice gun, Kallen.
Kallen: Actually, this gun belongs to Tamaki. I'm just holding it for him.
Tamaki: Wait, what...?
Zero: That's nice of you. Good work.

Zero ran towards the exit, leaving the group alone.

Kallen: Here you go. (hands Tamaki automatic shotgun)
Tamaki: Thanks.
Kallen: That was pretty badass of you, during that fight.
Tamaki: Yeah, it was... It was pretty fun, actually.
Ohgi: This is a story to tell others.
Tamaki: No exaggerations, got it?
Ohgi: I'll try.
Kallen: Why don't you call Alistair? Tell him what you did?
Tamaki: Uh...
Kallen: He knows you're part of a resistance group, right?
Tamaki: Yeah. I think he'll understand. I don't have his number, though.

At that point, Tamaki's cell phone started ringing.

Tamaki: Sorry. I'll deal with it. (answers phone) Hello?

Meanwhile, at Alistair's last known location, Alistair was calling somebody on his cellphone, in the lobby of the abandoned building.

Alistair: Hey, Tamaki. How're you doin'?
Tamaki: (over phone) Oh, hey, Alistair! Uh, I just got into a fight with some jackass.
Alistair: Jackass?
Tamaki: Yeah, the guy had a boner for setting people on fire and was wearing some extremely reinforced Kevlar armor.
Alistair: Crap, dude! That's impressive! What's your kill count at? On second thought, don't tell me.

Alistair looked back to the lobby, which was filled with around 65 corpses, all of them being Britannian soldiers.

Alistair: I'm winning.
Tamaki: Damn. So, what are you up to?
Alistair: Well, I received some intel that there's a secret armory, where I'm at. Not really keeping such a thing a secret if you...(yelling towards corpses)...keep a bunch of armed guards inside an abandoned building!
Tamaki: Wow. Uh-oh. Gotta go, man. Talk to you later.
Alistair: Cool. Expect sweet weaponry. (closes cellphone) "Behind the reception desk," huh?

Alistair went behind the reception desk and pressed a button on one of the walls, opening a secret door. Behind the door, there were weapons upon weapons lining the walls.

Alistair: (whistles) Jackpot. Now, to get this stuff to the warehouse. There should be a truck, outside and...

As Alistair inspected the weapons on the walls, a weapon at the end of the hall caught his eye. A mysterious sniper rifle that appeared to have a high amount of firepower with every shot fired.

Alistair: (gasps excitedly) No. Is that...? It is! (runs towards gun) Come to me, Holy Grail!

2011 a.t.b., Washington, D.C., Raven Rock military base. Samuel Hawking and the Vice President of the Enclave, Marsh Sears, were wandering through the base and planning for the second Civil War.

Marsh Sears: Is everything to your liking, Mr. President?
Hawking: As long as there's death and destruction, I'll have my porn. Power armor, energy weapons, cyborgs, technology that's capable of the most impossible feats... Yeah, we're unbeatable.
Sears: There will be resistance, sir.
Hawking: Nothing we can't handle. Hell, we have hardened criminals and murderers with military training. I'm thinking about working out a deal with the California Republic, get General Oliver into the history books.
Sears: Appease the glory hound? As you wish.
Hawking: How many high-ranking officers do we have?
Sears: Plenty of Majors and Colonels, and 12 Generals. Our forces combined with Civility's reach over 20,000. There have been no deaths among us and the populace has made their own factions. In other words, it's chaos.
Hawking: (amused) Oh, yeah. Anarchy is law, chaos is a necessity. Gotta have that war. Have that war. Have that war, no peace.
Sears: I hope I'm not speaking out of turn, when I'm saying this...
Hawking: (normal tone) No one ever does speak out of turn.
Sears: I assume that you got tired of...watching re-runs of the 9/11 terrorist attack?
Hawking: Yeah... After seeing that the 89th time, it kinda lost its luster.
Sears: I also noticed that you shaved off your beard.
Hawking: It was kinda getting in the way. I mean, it was annoying, how bushy it was. Now, my face is smooth.
Sears: Speaking of Majors, here comes one, now.

Hawking and Sears saw a man in his 50s, with gray hair and wearing an Enclave military uniform, approaching them.

Sears: Mr. President, this is Major Zanzibar, one of our best officers.
Major Rodrick Zanzibar: (salutes) It's an honor to meet you, Mr. President!
Hawking: Hey! A Southern accent! Nifty!
Major Zanzibar: Yes, sir! I am from Texas, sir!
Hawking: Lucky guy. You were born in the Enclave and now you serve it. I hope you're able to appease me.
Major Zanzibar: I intend to, sir!
Hawking: Excellent! Dismissed!

With another salute, Zanzibar left Hawking and Sears alone.

Hawking: I like him. He gets to kill people. With style, to boot.
Sears: Sir, isn't it about time for your next dose?
Hawking: Oh, yeah! I've been feeling pretty drained. Time for some more Mephisto!

Hawking reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a syringe filled with a mysterious drug. Hawking injected the substance from the syringe into his neck and his nerves, veins and body reacted to the drug, appearing to strengthen his body.

Hawking: (clenching teeth) God, that's good! (stops clenching teeth) Too bad it's not strong enough to bench press a planet. Then, I'd be a god. Oh, well.
Sears: Do the effects of the drug...hurt you?
Hawking: Hey, I'm the only guy who can handle Mephisto. I tried it with one guy, but his body bent in half, backwards. All of his bones, muscles, nerves... His entire body's internal systems were nonexistent.
Sears: Oh. I apologize for doubting you.
Hawking: Hey, you didn't know. I made this stuff, myself. It's much more powerful and potent than your average steroids. Increased strength, indestructible bones, loss of sanity... That last one doesn't work on me, 'cause I'm already insane.
Sears: I see.
Hawking: I'm a god damn force to be reckoned with. (walks away, thinking) Give me war, bitches. I want it. If anyone wants to fight, I'll oblige.