DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A RACIST DON'T TAKEN ANYTHING SERIOUSLY IN THIS CHAPTER
Scene One - A warm atmosphere is present in a comfortable motel room. The Chief is lying on a bed while browsing the TV channels and the Arbiter is on his tablet (probably playing World of Tanks that bastard). The Chief stops on a channel called Heil The Truth News.
Chief: Oh hi, I didn't see you there *puts down remote* I am was browsing TV channels. Wanna what's weird, Japan. Am I right?
Arbiter: Yeah, they rely too much on honor, unlike us. I mean, I lost my childhood watching Japanese made "products" Cough*
Chief: I will admit, old Japanese culture is pretty cool, with their ninjas and popes, but modern culture is just an offspring of good ol' Murican culture.
Arbiter: I know, they-
The Arbiter is cut off has the front door is kicked down. A Samurai is standing at the broken entrance
Samurai: Arbiter! You have dishonored yourself! Duer me to regain it! *points Katana at Arbiter*
Arbiter: *sigh* fine...*rises from bed* Come at me bro *pulls out energy sword and lights it*
Chief: Yeah! Go Arbiter!
The Samurai lunges forward, the Arbiter preparing his energy sword to parry
And that ends the final planned chapter for this story. I have decided, with much regret, to switch my main story over to my Sword Art Online one. Sorry. Don't worry, the story isn't over, it's just gonna slow down on updates. I only enjoy writing when I want too and forcing myself to write doesn't get good quality stories. FYI I purposely put wrong facts in the story so before you hate on wrong facts, I did it on purpose.