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2017 a.t.b., Osaka, Japan. The Tokyo Mavericks were preparing for the oncoming onslaught of the JLF renegades.

Alistair: A giant battleship, huh?
Lieutenant Fukui: Troop transports, as well. If we don't destroy them before they hit the land, we'll be outnumbered.
Alistair: In my book, there's no such thing as outnumbered.
Lieutenant Fukui: I'm telling you, now... Kazama can't be reasoned with. He'd been caught murdering innocent people, while on duty.
Alistair: Dishonorable discharge, then?
Lieutenant Fukui: Exactly. He's insane, like Kusakabe, before him.
Alistair: Who's the head of the renegades?
Lieutenant Fukui: Oda Nanbu. A politician, really. He came up with the idea, and spread the word to Kusakabe.
Alistair: So, that's why he broke off.
Lieutenant Fukui: You did deal with the Raikos, here, right?
Alistair: Raikos? You mean the mastodonic cannons?
Lieutenant Fukui: They're not here, are they?
Alistair: Guys! I think we might have a problem!

At that point, a familiar Gloucester dropped down from the sky, in front of the group.

Guilford: Hello, Mavericks.
Alistair: Guilford!? Hey! Long time, no see, man! What are you doin' here?
Guilford: Princess Cornelia couldn't make it. Darlton's at Hiroshima, helping your guys, there.
Alistair: Well, why couldn't he be with you?
Guilford: Considering what happened the last time you two met, he wants to stay as far away from you as possible.
Alistair: And, where's the Blood Knight?
Guilford: Napping.
Alistair: Where has she been?
Guilford: Egypt. You see...
Alistair: Guilford, you do realize I'm not Cornelia, right? Speak as frankly as you can.
Guilford: Let's just say that she was tracking down an enemy, and she was ambushed by some assholes. She had to fight all 50 of them, one at a time. They also had these big tank monstrosities that make a main battle tank look like a joke.
Alistair: Still classified as a Knightmare?
Guilford: Yeah.
Alistair: It was just all dakka?
Guilford: "Dakka"?
Alistair: Purely heavy firepower. Big cannons, missiles, rockets, all that good stuff. The theory kinda goes like this: You pull the trigger on a machine gun until the whole world turns into blood. It's impressive, really, but you can't argue with it. It's freakin' science.
Guilford: Ah. Yes, it was purely dakka. You'd think they'd ask for more.
Alistair: There's never enough dakka. Never enough.
Guilford: God help us. How are things, here?
Alistair: Mastodonic cannons are about to be inbound, as well as nearly 100 Knightmares from a seemingly indestructible battleship.
Guilford: Mastodonic...? Oh, shit. You mean that one from the hotel!? (Gloucester looks around) Where!?
Alistair: Calm down. They're not here, yet.
Guilford: You don't get it! This is an open space, not a tunnel! They can move at will!
Alistair: You forget, Gil. (S-850 draws light machine gun) I got a gun that turns armor into dust.
Guilford: Does... Does that gun qualify as dakka?
Alistair: I fixed the accuracy issue. I'm pretty sure that I won't miss.
Guilford: (frightened) Um... Mr. ace pilot...sir?
Alistair: They're here, aren't they?
Guilford: Shoot them! Shoot them! For the love of God, don't let them get here!
Alistair: (S-850 aims light machine gun) Alright, alright! Cool your jets!

The S-850 fired the light machine gun at the oncoming Raikos and destroyed all of them, while only spending 50 rounds.

Alistair: Better?
Guilford: (calming down) Yeah. All better. Oh, God. Knightmares are approaching, now!
Alistair: Oh, for the love of...!
Guilford: This is something I can handle! You take care of the ship! I've got these clowns! (Gloucester charges towards enemy Burais) Hey, renegades! You want a piece of me!?
Lieutenant Fukui: How did you manage to befriend Cornelia's second-in-command?
Alistair: Not even I know. Also, I think the ship's here.
Tokyo Maverick: You heard him! Prepare for battle!

Meanwhile, on the JLF renegades' battleship, General Kazama ordered the troop transports to go towards Osaka and eliminate the resistance that had appeared.

Renegade Officer: Sir! We've received intel that the resistance is the Tokyo Mavericks!
General Kazama: Those do-gooders!? What the hell are they doing here!?
Renegade Officer: Are they our enemies?
General Kazama: What do you think!? They protect Britannians, as well as Japanese! They're vigilantes, would-be heroes, a neutral force!
Renegade Officer: Neutral, sir?
General Kazama: They're not on Britannia's side, nor are they on ours! In order for us to have the peace that was envisioned, we must eliminate the Tokyo Mavericks and the Black Knights, as well as Britannia!
Renegade Soldier: Sounds more like a dictatorship.

Immediately, General Kazama shot the soldier dead, appearing insulted.

General Kazama: Anyone else want to be insubordinate? No? Good. Get me an open channel to the Tokyo Mavericks.

Back at Osaka, Alistair was receiving a transmission from the renegades' battleship to the S-850.

General Kazama: (over screen) So, you're the boss, huh?
Alistair: Oh, look. Another asshole for me to beat down.
General Kazama: I am General Kazama of the Renegades! You will refer to me in a respectful manner!
Alistair: Screw you, too, pal.
General Kazama: Listen, Britannian equalist, or whatever the hell you are! Order all of your people to stand down, and surrender to us!
Alistair: There are a couple of flaws with that statement. First, I'm American. Second, I'm a mercenary benefactor. I'm a do-gooder, which means I have to kick your ass. And third, and I need you to pay attention to this one...(gives Kazama the middle finger)
General Kazama: You upstart goody two-shoes bitch! (transmission cuts off)
Alistair: (stops giving middle finger) Hey, guys! You'll never guess who I just managed to piss off with ease!
Tokyo Maverick: Now's not the time! We're busy destroying the troop transports!
Alistair: Oh, yeah. I'm gonna wreck Kazama, from here. (S-850 aims light machine gun at battleship)

Back at the battleship, Kazama was furious at Alistair for refusing to surrender. While he was pacing around yelling at everyone on the bridge, the ship began to shake and an alarm started blaring.

General Kazama: What's going on!?
Renegade Officer: We're taking damage!
General Kazama: How?! This thing is made of reinforced steel! If someone's able to make one dent in this ship, it'll explode!

Right after Kazama said this, the ship began exploding, taking portions of the crew with the explosions.

General Kazama: No! We can't fail! Hawking! Help me!

Alistair saw the battleship explode and sink into the see, from the solid land that he shot the ship from. The S-850 holstered the light machine gun and Alistair checked on his crew.

Alistair: I think that about wraps things up.
James: We just got word from Hiroshima. Everything's all clear.
Alistair: Good.
Guilford: (over radio) I see. Everything's all cleared up?
Alistair: Renegades eliminated. You can head on back.
Guilford: Very well. The next time we meet...better not be in battle.
Alistair: I'll see you later, man. (to Mavericks) Alright, guys! Let's head home!

Meanwhile, at Tokyo, Cornelia was being told of the situation with anarchists in Tokyo from Euphemia.

Cornelia: Anarchists? Didn't know about those guys.
Euphemia: Maybe you should sleep some more. You seem to still be tired.
Cornelia: I've slept for five hours. I'm just waking up. I'll get more sleep, tonight.
Euphemia: You literally just walked into this office, in your pajamas.
Cornelia: Again, just woke up. So, the anarchists are Britannian, killed a bunch of soldiers, stole some equipment and Zero dealt with the problem?
Euphemia: Yes.
Cornelia: Well, that solves that problem.
Euphemia: Someone told me that Guilford dealt with these anarchists, before.
Cornelia: Guilford...? (immediately realizes) Oh, shit! Those assholes!?
Euphemia: You know them?
Cornelia: Yeah. We had some turncoats, two years back. They liked what I was doing, they just hated the result I was looking for. One of those dicks had a revolver and shot me in the shoulder. Took me weeks to recover.
Euphemia: Just some muscle damage?
Cornelia: Just barely clipped some bone, too. At least I wasn't fighting Hawking.
Euphemia: Hawking? Remind me, again?
Cornelia: Allow me to give you a refresher course on Samuel Hawking. He is, single-handedly, the biggest asshole, ever...of all time.
Euphemia: Oh, right. Him. Every time I remember him, I get extremely pissed off.
Cornelia: Same here. The bastard's worse than our own father, and that's really saying something.
Euphemia: He's worse? How?
Cornelia: We're talking about a guy who classified video footage of 9/11 as porn. It doesn't get any worse than that.
Euphemia: (enraged) That son of a bitch!
Cornelia: I've been doing some research on him, and it turns out that being hurtful towards him is merely complimenting him.
Euphemia: Why can't we just head back to America and kill his ass!?
Cornelia: Considering that Hawking has technology capable of impossible feats at his disposal, and that he can bench press a Knightmare, we really can't.
Euphemia: Dammit!
Cornelia: There's nothing we can do. We can't even last a minute in their waters or airspace, let alone solid land.
Euphemia: How can he befriend our father so easily? Is our father evil?
Cornelia: Yeah. There's nothing we can do, but obey his every word.
Euphemia: I caught Hawking talking to Carine, and he treated her like she was his own daughter.
Cornelia: I'm pretty sure he can see the evil in people. That probably explains why he doesn't like us. "Neutrality gets you nowhere."
Euphemia: "You're a goody-goody? What a disappointment." What an asshole! How can he think and live, like he does, and survive!?
Cornelia: He's immoral. He's aroused by being evil. I was talking to Lelouch, before he and Nunnally went here, and he said that Hawking hated Nunnally.
Euphemia: He's a god damn scumbag.
Cornelia: Also an understatement.

2014 a.t.b., Washington, D.C., White House. Hawking looked out the window and saw the carnage that was being wrought, outside.

Sears: You like what you see, Mr. President?
Hawking: Yeah. But, someone's trying to screw with these plans of mine. Seth Kimball has been freed.
Sears: Alone, he means nothing.
Hawking: Yeah, but one of the guys who freed Kimball kicked California's ass so hard, that she didn't sound bisexual.
Sears: Strange feat.
Hawking: Not really. It just proves that we're not dealing with Tex.
Sears: But, Tex is dead.
Hawking: No, Beta's dead. Not Tex.
Sears: And the one who killed Beta...
Hawking: Is the one that beat down California.
Sears: How!? The only one who stands a chance against all of the Agents is Mercer!
Hawking: Well, we don't need Mercer. Not now, anyway.
Sears: But...!
Major Zanzibar: Sir! I request that you send me to deal with this vigilante!
Hawking: Go for it.
Major Zanzibar: You won't regret it, sir!
Hawking: Just make sure to bring all the firepower you can muster. I want that guy dead, as well as Tex. If he's not dead by the time you get back, my boner will be lost. And trust me... You won't like me when I don't have my boner.
Major Zanzibar: Yes, sir. (leaves room)
Sears: I'm curious, Mr. President... Have you gone to Britannia?
Hawking: It's been a while, yeah. I met up with Charlie's family. Some of the kids were the kind I'd raise. Others were just...disappointing. Take these two sweetheart girls, Nunnally and Euphy... They're kind as kind can get, regular goody-goody types. My God, the amount of puking I had to withstand. I mean, seriously! Being good is a turn-off!
Sears: I know this.
Hawking: Then, there's two siblings with a big age gap: Cornelia and Lelouch. They gave no damns about good or evil. I'd prefer it if they were evil. There aren't any points in moral neutrality. I mean, for God's sake, I'm a moral sickness!
Sears: That's quite obvious.
Hawking: Right? Anyway, when Marianne died, Nunnally and Lelouch's mom, just so you know, the two of them went off to Japan. Apparently, Lelouch gave up on being the head honcho of his country, and declined his destiny of evil. I cornered the little bastard and threatened him...like, a lot. And, the whole time, he had this "Screw you" look in his eyes. He was not fazed! God, what a disappointing little drek, he was.
Sears: Where do you think Lelouch and Nunnally are?
Hawking: I dunno. Britannia took over, so they're probably dead. Or planning to take down their own country. Either way, I win.
Sears: What do you mean? The Emperor is quite fond of sharing his territory with you.
Hawking: I'm not in the mood for world domination. Just bringing this country into civil war is good enough for me.