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Black Knights' mobile hideout, streets of Tokyo. Zero was conversing with his allies on their next move to rid Japan of Britannia, freeing the country in the process.

Zero: Simply getting rid of the Refrain won't solve the main issue with Britannia. It solves the domestic issue, yes, but we need to take action against Britannia, in order to get rid of them.
Ohgi: I know, but...
Zero: I know. The "how" is the issue. Honestly, the small-time stuff is all that we can do, until we're able to fight Britannia. (looks at Kallen) I heard about your mother, Kallen. Is she alright?
Kallen: She's in prison, for possessing Refrain. She took a gallon of it.
Zero: A gallon?!
Ohgi: Like a milk jug?
Kallen: Yeah. 20 years in prison.
Zero: (pauses) That's screwed up.
Tamaki: Guys! We just got word from Kyoto! We've got Knightmares.
Zero: Thank God. Where are they located?
Tamaki: One of our warehouses. A truck just delivered them.
Zero: Let's check them out, then.

Meanwhile, at the Tokyo Mavericks' hideout, the Knightmare pilots for the Mavericks received their results from the simulations, which Alistair was overseeing.

Alistair: (whistles) That's a lot of pilots.
James: I'll say.
Alistair: How do you like that SWAT unit that I got for you?
James: Fits me like a glove.
Alistair: We've got a lot of Knightmares donated from one collaborator or another.
James: The ones who donated the Burais was an organization called Kyoto.
Alistair: Sure it's not the area?
James: Most certainly not. We still don't know who supplied the Sutherlands and Gloucesters, or the weapons, for that matter.
Alistair: Well, Cornelia is gonna be making a move, soon. There's been word of trouble outside of Tokyo. Osaka's been hit hard by renegades of the JLF. Britannians, especially "honorary" ones, are dying, left and right. Apparently, Kusakabe left some kind of legacy, before he died.
James: So, we need to head over to Osaka, before Cornelia does?
Alistair: Yeah. She'll just kill everybody.
James: And you said that Kusakabe wanted Japan to be an empire, again?
Alistair: Yeah, according to Zero's intel.
James: How can you trust Zero?
Alistair: He's just learning. He'll be just fine, as long as he doesn't do anything stupid.
James: Set the VTOLs up, people! We're heading for Osaka!
Taiga: Oh, hell yes!
James: It's not a vacation! Renegades of the JLF are attacking innocent people!
Taiga: Who said I wanted a vacation!? I want to see the sights!
James: Alright, then. Gear up!
Alistair: Let's kick some ass!
Tokyo Mavericks: Yes, sir!
Alistair: Let's show those imperialistic dumbasses what we're about.

At the Britannian government building, Cornelia had returned, after fighting with the European Union in Egypt.

Darlton: Good to be back. The heat was killing me.
Guilford: Same here.
Cornelia: Well, at least we can relax, for a while.
Commander: Viceroy! There's trouble in Osaka!
Cornelia: Bite me in the ass. Now, what!?
Commander: Renegades of the Japan Liberation Front have taken over Osaka and Hiroshima! All other resistance groups have been rendered dead, as well as our own forces!
Cornelia: Oh, screw that noise! I just got back from a battle!
Darlton and Guilford: (in unison) We'll go!
Cornelia: Thank God, for you guys. I'm still recovering from that ambush bullshit. My Gloucester's not ready for dealing with a new empire, on the rise to recovery.
Guilford: Don't worry.
Darlton: We've got this.
Cornelia: If the Tokyo Mavericks show up... Don't engage. You'll die. Instead, be, uh...supportive. Back them up, if you can.
Darlton: Aren't they our enemies, like the Black Knights?
Guilford: Unlike the Black Knights, we can't fight the Mavericks' ace pilot. Remember the last time we tried that? We had our asses kicked.
Darlton: Preaching to the choir. Viceroy, you watch a movie, or something.
Cornelia: What haven't I watched...? (walks away)
Darlton: So, what are we up against? And, please, phrase it as normally as you can.
Commander: We're up against...a shitstorm.

At Osaka, the renegades of the Japan Liberation Front ruthlessly and mercilessly slaughtered Britannian citizens, including Japanese that were considered "honorary" Britannians. Utilizing Burais, Raikos, and other weapons stolen from the Japan Liberation Front.

JLF Renegade A: We're cleaning up the streets, sir. Osaka is ours.
JLF Renegade Commander A: Good. We've just received word from our forces in Hiroshima.
JLF Renegade B: All ours?
JLF Renegade Commander B: Correct. We now have two fronts to work from. Japan will become an empire, for sure. Lieutenant Fukui, maintain your position. Britannia might send some reinforcements to take back Osaka.
Lieutenant Daichi Fukui: Understood.
JLF Renegade C: I'm seeing Knightmare carriers! They're heading this way!
JLF Renegade Commander A: All forces, prepare for battle!

In the skies above Osaka, Alistair was relaying the mission plan to his team of Mavericks.

Alistair: Here's the situation, people. Imperialistic JLF renegades have taken over Osaka and Hiroshima, killing innocent people in the process. We're going to take care of Osaka, while James' team deals with the jackasses in Hiroshima.
Taiga: What about Cornelia? Won't she show up, too?
Alistair: That's the thing, Taiga. We need to deal with these guys, before the Blood Knight shows up. Otherwise, she'll just kill everybody that she can see.
Taiga: Fair.
James: So, we're just going to stop the imperialists from gaining a foothold?
Alistair: Which gains you guys some recognition. I've got enough recognition from killing Hawking. You guys need your own reputation.
Ichika: Time to wreck some ass!
Alistair: Well said. We've got a big fight ahead of us. We'll arrive at our destination in 2 hours.

2014 a.t.b., Colorado. Alistair and Alison had received a mysterious message to come to Colorado and meet someone. They left Alistair's car and walked to their destination.

Alistair (Age 13): Who do you think sent that message?
Alison: I have no idea. We need to be careful.
Sultry Female Voice: Oh? Why be careful, at all?
Alison: Oh, God.

Alistair and Alison turned to see a tan woman with long, red hair, with cybernetic limbs and wearing combat armor.

Alison: California.
Alistair: An Agent of Civility?
Alison: Yeah. She happens to be the most bisexually insane person to ever exist.
Alistair: Meaning her sexuality is not natural?
Alison: Not a chance in hell. She's had a record amount of raping men, in the past. When she became a cyborg, her insanity reached its peak.
Agent California: Insanity? I highly doubt that. Tell you what. If you promise to..."amuse" me, I won't turn the both of you in.
Alistair: I think you can add pedophilia to that list, Tex.
Alison: So, you're the one who sent the message? This is all a trap?
Agent California: Yep. Just me. You should come with me, young ones. I don't bite.
Alistair: I know. You mate, instead.
Alison: Last time she was on a mating spree, there was a report of five corpses in her room. She laughed when I said "five".
Agent California: What? Can't a girl have some fun?
Alistair: Phrasing.
Alison: What do you want, California?
Agent California: You. For the strangest reason, Seth Kimball escaped the justice of the Enclave. I've been dispatched to find the culprits.
Alistair: Sorry to burst your bubble, but there is no justice. Just us.
Agent California: Ooh. What bravado. (takes fighting stance) It's a shame that I have to kill you.
Alistair: Tex, step back. I've got this one.
Alison: Are you insane?! Let me take her on!
Alistair: You forget that I've mastered boxing, kickboxing, Muay Thai, wrestling, Jeet Kune Do and Chun Kuk Do. I've got this.
Agent California: Let's see what you've got, little boy.

Agent California dashed toward Alistair, and Alistair planted his right foot into her face, knocking her back. Agent California felt blood dripping from her nose as she recovered from the kick.

Agent California: You made me bleed. (normal tone) Thanks a lot, jackass.
Alison: (shouting) Yeah, I forgot about that!
Agent California: Spare the explanation, Tex! I'll deal with it! (to Alistair) I had a euphoric high that lasted over 3 years, and you just ended it.
Alistair: So, this is what you normally sound like?
Agent California: Yeah.
Alistair: And, to you, bisexuality is like a drug?
Agent California: Correct, again. I'm straight, but I like the feeling of being bi. But, thanks to you, I no longer feel satisfied. Now, as I'm sure you're aware...

Agent California moved the bangs covering her left eye to behind her ear, and her left eye appeared red, with a strange bird symbol on it. She brandished a combat butterfly knife and pointed it at Alistair.

Agent California: ...this means war!

2017 a.t.b., Osaka, Japan. The Tokyo Mavericks' operation to stop the Japan Liberation Front renegades was about to begin.

Alistair: Ready?
Tokyo Mavericks: Yes, sir!
Alistair: Drop down!

The Knightmares belonging to the Tokyo Mavericks dropped down from their carrier VTOLs, onto the streets.

JLF Renegade: Whoever you are, leave now! This is the territory of the now reborn Empire of Japan! If you do not leave, we will shoot to kill!
Alistair: Sorry, pal. You've gotta go. We've got enough bad guys to deal with, as-is. You leave.
JLF Renegade: Are you freaking kidding me!? We outclass you!
Alistair: Define "outclass".
JLF Renegade: You're the Tokyo Mavericks, aren't you?
Tokyo Mavericks: Yep. (Knightmares aim weapons)
Alistair: Run or fight, man. Your choice.

The JLF renegades' Burais decided to fight the Tokyo Mavericks, head-on. The close range Knightmares belonging to the Tokyo Mavericks quickly dispatched some of the Burais of the renegades. One Burai was not destroyed, however.

JLF Renegade: Ha! This Burai is indestructible! Your attacks don't affect me!
Tokyo Maverick: (Close range Sutherland imbeds its fists on the Burai) How about this one!?

The close range Sutherland's fists emitted electricity from its hands and the electricity pierced through the Burai's armor and went into the cockpit, causing the renegade to scream in pain. The Sutherland kicked the Burai aside and the Burai exploded.

Alistair: Wow. That was awesome.
Tokyo Maverick: Thank you, sir.
James: We've captured a leading officer. Well, a lieutenant, to be precise. Wait... We've got more.
Alistair: I'm king at interrogation. Tie them to chairs. Two rows of them. I wanna play a game.

2014 a.t.b., Colorado. The fight between Alistair and Agent California continued, with Alistair outmatching the Agent of Civility.

Agent California: Okay... I'm gonna need you to do me a solid. First thing I need you to do is not kick me, anymore. Second thing, die, 'cause you're really making my job difficult.
Alistair (Age 13): That's the point. If I don't kill you, normally, I'll just have to annoy you to death.
Agent California: Oh, yeah. That's actually a thing.
Alistair: What's with your eye, there? Some kind of side effect?
Agent California: (points to left eye) This? (chuckles) You can't have one. You're too much of a goody-goody.
Alistair: So, take out that eye, then?
Agent California: Wow. Going against my sexuality has made me an idiot. Ah, whatever. Still gonna kill you.
Alistair: (thinking) That weird bird symbol's bugging me. Must be an enhancement to her physical abilities. No wonder she's so fast and powerful.

Agent California dashed at Alistair, again, this time swiping at him at a faster rate with her butterfly knife. After dodging every attack, Alistair caught the knife in his left hand and crushed the knife, shattering it into pieces.

Agent California: (looks at knife handle, sighs) Really? You know what? Screw this. I'm gone.

Agent California threw down a smoke grenade and smoke covered the area. When the smoke cleared, the Agent was gone.

Alistair: Well... That was different.

2017 a.t.b., Osaka, Japan. Alistair met up with James in one of the abandoned buildings, and saw the captured enemies tied to chairs.

James: The guy at the end is the lieutenant.
Alistair: (pulls off hood) Sweet. (draws sawed-off shotgun) I got this one. (approaches renegades)
JLF Renegade Commander A: Do you know who you're up against? Do you know who our boss is?
Alistair: That's actually the whole point of finding answers. (loads sawed-off shotgun) 100 people surveyed. Number one answer's on the board! (closes shotgun, presses it at the commander's chest) Name the douchebag who's in charge.
JLF Renegade Commander A: I won't give you the boss's name, but I can give you a collaborator. He's a Britannian. Vincent...Van Go Screw Yourself!
Alistair: Hm. Nifty-sounding answer. I'll check on that, for you. You heard his answer, folks! (turns head) Survey says...! (fires shotgun)
JLF Renegade Commander A: (screams in pain)
Alistair: Nope!
James: What are you doing?!
Alistair: Hey, if I seriously wanted to severely wound this guy, I would've used live rounds, instead of rock salt! (moves to next commander)
JLF Renegade Commander A: (growls) You bastard!
Alistair: Save it for the fast money round, Fuma. (looks at second commander, aims shotgun at commander's chest) 100 people surveyed. Number one answer is still on the board. Name the douchebag who's in charge!
JLF Commander B: (narrows eyes at Alistair)
Alistair: (mimics buzzer sound) Need an answer!
JLF Commander B: (spits in Alistair's face)
Alistair: (wipes off spit) Hmm. Spitting in my face. That's a new one. Ah, well. Answer's an answer. (turns head) Spitting in my face!? (shoots shotgun)
JLF Commander B: (yells in pain)
Alistair: Nope!
JLF Commander B: Son of a bitch, that hurts!
Alistair: That's two strikes, gentlemen! One more, and the lower-ranked guys get a chance to steal the bank! (looks at other group of prisoners) I assume you know about Family Feud, right? Eh, of course, you do. (moves to Lieutenant Fukui) Hey, big man. (reloads shotgun) You the lieutenant?
Lieutenant Fukui: Yeah. What's it to ya?
JLF Renegade Commander A: Fukui! If you say a damn thing, I swear-!
Alistair: Hey! (shoots first commander) Let the man speak!
JLF Renegade Commander B: You knocked him out?! With rock salt rounds?!
Alistair: (shoots second commander) Honestly, guys! Where's your sense of hospitality?
James: Alistair! Is this really getting us anywhere?
Lieutenant Fukui: Tell you what, "Alistair," you let me go, and I can get you a discount on hair cream.
Alistair: Does it look like any of us need bald guy cream?
Lieutenant Fukui: Mr. Baritone, over there, might.
Alistair: (reloads shotgun) Lieutenant, he can barely get a comb through that. His hair is so thick, his barber charges him double. The man loves his hair. (aims shotgun at Fukui's chest) As I'm sure that you love your nipples.
Lieutenant Fukui: I keep forgetting that you've got a shotgun. Okay! Alright! I get it! The douchebag in charge is General Kazama!
Alistair: See? Was that so hard? (holsters shotgun)
Lieutenant Fukui: He's at Hiroshima, right now. Also, backup is en route to kill us all. Myself, included.
Alistair: Well, as punishment for your actions, you're working with us. Welcome to the Mavericks.
Lieutenant Fukui: Right, then. Uh... You're gonna untie me, right?
Alistair: In a minute. Hey, is...? Sorry, what's your name?
Lieutenant Fukui: Fukui. Daichi Fukui.
Alistair: Prepare Daichi's Knigtmare! We're about to have company.