Chapter 5: An overflow of justice
It was mid afternoon in South Town 2. Businessmen and hard workingwomen were all returning home from work. Children were playing in the parks, and the elderly people were walking around town talking about the old days.
The La Illusion had just opened. King was reviewing her wine collection, May Lee was taking stock and Vash was setting up the tables. On a weeks day the bar was relatively still, especially after just opening. The door opened and a man wearing a griffon's mask and a business suit entered.
"So this is the place?" he asked.
Vash looked at the man quizzically, "Can, we help you?"
"Ah! Yes! Bring the drink that is fit for a champion!" the man said with a Mexican accent.
Vash just kept looking at the guy with a question mark on his face, "Um, I don't want to be rude, but Halloween is on Saturday, I think"
The man took great offence at this statement, "Foolish young man! Do you not recognize the very embodiment of justice! I am Tizok! Greatest of all wrestlers and defender of the weak!" he shouted, striking a mighty pose.
Vash put the chairs down he was carrying and went over to the bar. He looked down the trap door that led to the cellar and shouted, "King! There is some chicken guy here that wants something to drink that is fit for a champion!"
King came up to see what the commotion was, "What now?" she asked. Vash showed her to where Tizok stood.
"Oh shit" was all she said when she saw him.
"Ah! King! It is wonderful to see you again! Give Tizok a hug" Tizok said as he walked over with his arms extended.
King tried to shy away from the huge man, but could not escape. He hugged her so tight that you could hear bones crack, "Tizok! You are hugging too tight! Tizok! Help!"
Tizok finally let go of her, "It is good to see you King. I heard of this marvelous establishment from the hotel I am staying at. They say you serve best drinks in all of town. Now, give me drink that is fit for a champion!"
"Nice to see you too Tizok, what brings you here" King asked, brushing off her shirt and undercoat. She leaned over to Vash and whispered, "I kept some laboratory alcohol in the cryogenic freezer for just this occasion, bring it here and mix it with some tequila"
Vash did not fully understand, but knew better than to argue with King. He silently left them.
Tizok looked appreciatively around the room, "I come to South Town 2 to have title pro-wrestle match against Zangief. In four days time I will own three belts!"
King put on a fake smile, "Err, that is great news Tizok. We will be sure to watch and cheer for you, where the hell is Vash?"
"Thank you King! Eh? Did say something?" Tizok asked.
"No no! Just wondering where Vash went. Hahaha" King laughed nervously.
May returned from the storeroom, and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Tizok. She dropped the clipboard and pen she was holding to the floor. She pointed and started to stutter, "Ti- Ti- Ti- Ti- Tizok!"
King saw the look on May Lee's face and knew that May Lee was going to be putty for the rest of the evening, "Hurry Vash! Before it is too late!"
In May's eyes, Tizok was a living super hero. He is a defender of the weak and an all round do-gooder. "Ti- Ti- Ti- Tizok! It is really you! It really is you!" she shouted giddily, her eyes two pools of admiration.
Tizok looked at her for a while, and then realized who she was, "May Lee! My number one fan! Come give Tizok a hug!"
May started hyperventilating when she heard this "H- H- H- Hug Ti– Ti– Ti- Tizok! Yay!" and she rushed forward into his open arms. Without knowing it, she turned on her super hero mode.
They embraced each other warm-heartedly. Tizok noticed that she was hugging him a tad bit harder than the normal fan would, and bulked his muscles.
May Lee was in a world of ecstasy, "I'm hugging Tizok! This is the happiest day of my life! I! I! I! I! AAAAAH!" she screamed.
King thought that May was having an orgasm, but then heard the sound of crushing bones. This is what happens when you power hugged a pro wrestler who stood 215 cm tall, weighed 118 Kg and who had only 4 body fat in his entire body.
Tizok let go of May, and stood back laughing, "HAHAHAHAHA! I will do anything to make a dedicated fan happy. No! To make a new friend!"
May looked at him, then crumbled to the floor, a sack of bones.
"Shit, too late!" King thought.
Vash reappeared with the alcohol and tequila mixture, "Right! A drink fit for a champ! Drink up pal!" and he gave the drink to Tizok.
Tizok took the drink, opened his beak and threw in the drink, "Aaah! A drink fit for a champion as you say! Now I can take on the world single handedly! Gaaah!" Tizok shouted, and struck his win pose. After doing that, he didn't move. He was frozen in that position, arms flung into the air with his beak half way open.
"Vash, we have to do something about May, is there anymore of that mixture left?" King asked.
Vash looked at Tizok, "Yeah, but wouldn't that make her situation even worse?"
"A mixture of tequila and laboratory alcohol also has amazing bone structure regeneration properties, so we must give it to her immediately!" King exclaimed.
AN: I just couldn't let her die! And no! Tequila and laboratory alcohol will not regenerate your broken bones. It will either give you the worst headache you that you have ever had in your entire life, or if your lucky, kill you.
Vash slowly poured the mixture down May's throat, "Now what?" he asked.
"Pick her up and put her in your room, then come help me move Tizoc" King ordered.
Vash picked up May and moved her to his room, when he returned, King had taken off her undercoat and had rolled up her sleeves. Together they moved Tizoc behind to the entrance door.
"With any luck, people will mistake him for a coat hanger" Vash said.
"Fat chance, but let's get this place cleaned up before more customers come in" King replied.
They continued cleaning up the place as best they could. The door once more swung open.
"That was a long ride. I need something to quench my first" Kim Kap Hwan said. He was followed in by the much smaller figure of Choi. The doorway darkened momentarily as Chang stepped in, carrying his huge iron ball as usual.
"Master Kim, can we order something as well? We have been training extra hard lately, and would like to celebrate our new found love for justice!" Choi said, striking an impressive pose like only a fifty-year old mini Freddy Kruger could.
"Yes Master! Chang want something to drink as well. Chang really thirsty after hard training" Chang said in his usual "I'm as dumb as dirt" voice, and then he gave Kim the puppy eyes look. Now he looked like a panda with severe constipation.
Kim closed his eyes, crossed his arms and rested his chin in one hand, "Hmm. You both are correct. I have witnessed how much extra you have trained these past few weeks, therefore I will allow you both a drink that is not water"
"Thank you Master!" both Chang and Choi exclaimed.
Choi leaned in closer to Chang and whispered, "Yes! We did it, buddy boy! Our one chance to drink ourselves into a coma! We must not let it pass us!"
Chang's whole facial expression changed in an instant from really stupid to someone who had an IQ of 180, "I know Choi, we must not bungle up this opportunity. This might be our one and only chance to taste alcohol ever again!" and his face returned to normal.
King smiled as she saw the Korean Team enter, "Kim! Chang! Choi! Welcome, what are you guys doing in America?"
Kim gave King a sparkling smile, "Greetings King! It is good to see you again. We are here on the request of the local police force, and I want to check up on how Dong Hwan is doing with our newly opened dojo"
"Hey King!" Choi said, tipping his hat.
"Hello King" Chang said.
"Dong Hwan is in charge of a dojo? You mean one of your rehabilitation centers?" King asked.
"Yes, that is correct. In any case, these two have trained extra hard these past few weeks, and have found a love for justice. In doing so they have discarded their evil ways. I will buy them a drink that is befitting of such a great accomplishment. A drink that cleanses the soul, a drink that is the embodiment of justice..." Kim said.
Chang and Choi both grabbed the opportunity and started ordering what they wanted simultaneously, "Barrel of beer... six shots of straw rum... Make that a tanker of beer... five polish bobcats... then I want four gallons of ale... one screwdriver..."
Kim went on without even listening to the two of them, '... King! Bring them both a glass of milk!" Kim ordered.
Chang and Choi were frozen stiff when they heard this. You could see that their hopes and dreams were dashed by those eight words.
"Vash, two glasses of milk" King ordered.
"Ma'am"
Kim placed his hands on his hips and laughed, "Hahahahaha! Look at them! They are speechless with happiness!"
King gave Chang and Choi a glance, "I wouldn't say that. You said something about a request by our local police?"
Kim got a serious look about him as he clenched his fist, "There is a scoundrel running around town who is claiming that he is the avatar of justice. He "arrests" people for minor discrepancies. After that he beats them up, ties them to something and then leaves a message behind saying something like "Strike Man has saved the day once again" "
King gave the stunned Chang and Choi their milk, "Strike Man? I have never heard of him, maybe May Lee knows more"
"May Lee is here? Wonderful! I haven't seen her in ages!" Kim exclaimed.
King looked about nervously, "Actually she works here, but she is resting at the moment. She was not feeling well this morning" King turned to Vash, "Get some smelling salts, these two aren't going anywhere soon" she said motioning to Chang and Choi.
"Will do", and Vash went off to the kitchen.
A horrendous shrieking filled the air. It sounded like something had escaped from the demon realm.
Kim quickly backed away, looking around him to see if they were being attacked, "What was that unearthly sound? Only something of the most vilest nature could conjure such a scream!"
King looked as if she was expecting the scream, "That was only May, she is recovering from her condition"
"No! That could not be May! May was a sweet, pure hearted girl with the voice of a nightingale! What has befallen her King? Tell me or I shall be forced to strip this bar from top to bottom to find out!" Kim shouted, holy retribution burning in his eyes.
King looked for a way to escape, then found it, "It's "that time of the month" "
The fire in Kim's eyes died almost immediately, and he backed away, "Oh, I am so sorry for prying into her condition. I had no idea"
Vash returned with the smelling salts. He waved the bottle under Chang and Choi's noses for half a minute. They finally snapped out of their shock. They looked at the glass of milk standing in front of them, gave a deep sigh and downed it all at once.
"Buddy boy, this did not go according to plan" a down Choi said.
"No Choi, this did not go as planned, but is good to drink something other than water for once" Chang replied.
Vash saw the look on their faces, and motioned them over to the far end of the bar, "Pssst! Over here!"
They both saw him and went over to where he was. They engaged in a whispered conversation that neither King nor Kim could hear. Chang and Choi only nodded from time to time. They eventually gave Vash a big smile and shook his hand.
The door swung open and Kevin Ryan walked in, "Hey all. How's it going?"
"Hey Kev. Beer for you?" King asked.
"Kevin my friend! Glad to see you again! In what way can we assist you in capturing this rascal?" Kim asked.
"No beer today King. I'm still on duty. Hey Kim, we got a situation. Is it your mini van parked outside?" Kevin asked.
"Yes, why?" Kim asked
"Come take a look" Kevin said, and walked outside.
"Chang! Choi! Something happened, come outside" Kim ordered.
"Coming Master!" Choi said, "This is your chance Vash, and do it quickly before we come back" Choi whispered to Vash.
"Don't worry, I'm an honest man"
Chang and Choi followed Kim outside, and Vash went to the storeroom.
Parked outside in the street was Kim's mini van. All four tires were punctured. On the hood was a message reading: "Justice will always triumph! Have a nice day. Strike Man"
"AAAAAH! The mini van! It's a rental! Now what are we going to do? That dastardly fiend! I will not let him get away!" Kim shouted
Chang and Choi sniggered uncontrollably.
"You see what we have to deal with every day. This man goes around doing things like this and making the police's job a nightmare. We must stop him at all costs"
A full-belied laugh filled the air "HAHAHAHAHAHA! You cannot stop justice! For the only thing that stands between evil and the world is justice! And I am justice! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Master! Up there!" Choi cried, pointing to the roof of the opposite building. There stood Strike Man in all his glory, dressed in his baseball outfit with mask and cape.
"Perpetrators of the law shall be punished by my righteous hand! No one is above the law! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"What the hell did we do wrong!" Kim cried at him
"You parked in front of a fire hydrant" Strike Man replied.
Chang looked at where the mini van was parked, "He is right Master, we did park in front of a fire hydrant"
"You blew all of my tires just for that!" Kim screamed, and then he composed himself. He clenched his fist tightly and pointed one finger at Strike Man his eyes sparkling with holy fire, "Your twisted sense of justice has led you onto the path of evil! Evil cannot be forgiven!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Words will never harm the defender of justice! I shall teach you all a dear lesson!" Strike Man cried back, and took out a baseball from his pocket.
"This is the ball that embodies the justice of my being" He lifted one leg high into the air and pulled his arm back, "My deadly Strike Big Bang Galaxy Meteor Crash Ball of Justice!" and he threw the ball. The ball was thrown with such force that it started glowing like a magnesium ball on fire. It spun this way and that way, and finally hit Chang in the stomach, where it was consumed by his great girth.
Strike Man stood dumbstruck after seeing this, "H- H- How!"
Chang chuckled, "Huhuhuhuh. That tickled"
"Come on buddy boy! Show him the righteous power of Tae Kwon Do!" Choi exclaimed excitedly.
Chang picked up his giant ball and chain and started swinging it above his head.
Strike Man saw this and knew what was coming, "Oh! So a ruffian like you dare throw a ball back at Strike Man! Well! Throw it with all your might, because it will not harm me! Justice is on my side!"
Chang gave a very evil smile, "You asked for it" and he started maneuvering the ball so that it picked up momentum. Later the ball was just a whirling blur. "Stand still!" Chang shouted as he threw the ball at Strike man. The ball got nice white glow when it broke the sound barrier.
"I shall not move! My belief in justice shall not falter, because I am... Uaaargh!"
A gentle red rain fell down on the surrounding area.
"AAAH! My ball!" Chang cried.
"You... You just killed him! Chang you just killed him!" Kim shouted.
"Buddy boy, you made a mistake" Choi said.
"Master! Chang is sorry! Chang did not mean too! Chang could not forgive such a man, and the power of justice took over Chang's soul. Chang showed him the power of Tae Kwon do. Chang is sorry Master!" Chang cried, clinging on to Kim.
Kim was obviously moved by Chang's words, "Alright Chang. Don't worry, you defeated evil and showed the world that Tae Kwon Do is the strongest. Let's go inside and all have another glass of milk"
Chang and Choi exclaimed together, "Thank you Master!" and then followed him inside.
Kevin ordered his beer and then turned to Kim, "Thank you for your help Kim, once again South Town 2 is relatively safe. I will see that the police fix your mini van"
"Thank Chang for that Kevin. Now, drink with us and let's celebrate!" Kim said.
Vash walked over to Chang, "I saw what happened. You will obviously need a new ball and chain. Coincidently I have one lying in the storeroom taking up lots of space. I would be honored if you took it"
Chang looked mightily surprised, "Why thank you, Chang is forever in your debt"
"Nothing to worry about! Ha Ha Ha!" Vash laughed. Chang went to the store room and fetched the ball and chain.
King grabbed Vash by the ear and asked him, "What was that all about?"
"Well, they couldn't get any alcoholic beverages, so I ordered this handy dandy giant ball and chain beer keg off Ebay and filled it up with beer for them. They were willing to pay anything for it. A–ny-thing!"
King relaxed after hearing this, "Oh, then that's good". She turned to the Korean Team and Kevin, "Drinks on me this round"
And so they went on drinking until Kim passed out. He has low milk tolerance levels.
AN: I'm gonna puke if I have to write one more sentence with the word "Justice" in it. Strike Man came out of You're Under Arrest. I'm sorry if I haven't mentioned anything about Benimaru in this chapter or the previous, but I'm going to do something about it next chapter. Maybe dedicate the whole chapter to what happened him. I'm writing exams soon, so the next chapter might not be posted in the near future.