Newt stared down from atop a building in washington DC. He looked upon the obelisk before him, the Washington monument, the symbol of old America. Most of DC was gathered in front of the spire, cheering at some event happening before him. Newt closed his eyes at this, how horrible. As the sun set, the cheers erupted as a single flame grew from the ground, flowing upwards toward the sky. The president looked at the flame with awe and set down his lighter, turning to the crowd.

Newt turned away from the scene, closing his eyes. It didn't matter what the president had to say, this was the end of his trust for the United States government. The people of this nation were brainwashed, lacking all self control. They were puppets of the institution.

A single tear fell from his face, "...goodbye, Naruto…" said the boy to his master as he walked away from the burning flame.

Ever since Cory had left, Newt had been on the fence about the United States government. He saw their betrayal of his best friend, sending him to his doom in the past, but also did not want to disappoint his other friends. Everyone he knew and loved were here at the white house, and nobody questioned the president's decisions, so why should he? Though now he had a reason.

Newt remembered that day vividly. He was out training with Naruto in the fields near DC. The birds were singing, the breeze blew the grass down, creating a satisfying effect. They were trying out new ninja techniques when Naruto suddenly stopped.

"Newt, you need to hide, NOW." Naruto said quietly as he pushed him away.

Newt obeyed and ran off into the thick bushes nearby, confused. Suddenly a helicopter appeared and many officers in suits jumped down before Naruto. They surrounded him in a circle, all holding tasers.

"Naruto Uzumaki, you are under arrest for illegal practice of martial arts. Handcuff him boys." A man in a white suit said as the crowd parted around him. This was agent Glacial, head of the CIA. Notorious for silencing the martial artists of America. They say he single handedly bombed all the karate dojos in America with a single trigger, effectively ending karate forever. It looks like they finally caught up to the master ninja.

The officers cuffed him and began laughing at him, degrading him and calling him the savior of ninjas. Newt began to cry as he watched his master taken away. He couldn't stop them.

3 weeks later, Newt watched the court case from the back row. The judge didn't see why he was guilty, but needed to pledge him guilty in order to please his superiors. Naruto walked out as Glacial began to laugh with the audience.

And that brings us to where we are now, with Newt running for the mall. He needed to find Shikami and learn more about Payne.

300 years earlier, Cory watched as cannonballs flew through the windows of Washington's presidential house.

"Cory, lad, we need to get down there and talk some sense into old Jefferson! I'm sure he will see it our way!" Washington shouted over the breaking glass.

"Good idea, we can go now!" Cory yelled as he jumped up and ran away from Washington.

"Wait, Cory, we need a plan before we can do this!"

Cory stopped, "oh yeah…"

George Washington began to think.

"We are outnumbered 2 to possibly 100…" A 3d holographic map of New York appeared within the president's head, "Though the soldiers are likely untrained and full of fatigue due to the journey here. Moral will be low. If we could somehow set fire to one of the ships, it is likely the people from every boat will jump ship and go to shore. Of course, due to his honor, Jefferson will stay aboard the ship he is in. Hm, but which boat is he in? There are 5 boats, each identical. Hm." George looked out at the five ships analyzing every detail. Jefferson would know Washington would think of this.

"We need to get Jefferson onto the main deck of the ship, but we need to do it without setting fire to the other vessels, because of the chance Jefferson is on the ship. Hm… I got it!"

Cory walked down the street, ducking behind walls everytime a cannonball flew overhead. He was headed toward the shore, ready to follow through with the plan of George Washington.

Meanwhile, Jefferson stood below deck on his ship, laughing at his foolproof plan.

"How dare they hire that incompetent bastard Madison to write the constitution. They surely could have waited for me to return from France. Dismantling this country and starting anew is the only option here." Of course, Jefferson really hadn't thought this through.

Suddenly, screams erupted on the top deck and a metallic screeching could be heard. Jefferson sighed and put on a simple sailor hat. He knew they wouldn't fight back if they knew he was on the ship so he needed to disguise himself. As he walked on deck he nearly fell over backwards as he saw the statue of liberty slowly moving closer.

"Quickly get this ship back and away from the statue!" He shouted.

One of the five ships erupted into flames just as he said that. The crew screamed and began to jump ship.

"Fools! That's exactly what they want you t-" Jefferson stopped and turned to the figure who had just boarded the ship.

"End of the line, this is where your treason ends." Washington said as he walked out of the shadows.

"Dang you and your horrendous mind! Even my disguise didn't fool you!"

"Silly Jefferson, your disguise worked perfectly, but your mannerisms were completely different from these soldiers. You've likely eaten much more, and you exhibit much less fatigue than the rest of the crew. Maybe putting more work in would have solved your issue better."

Jefferson drew his sword, "Still, it was this confrontation that I was looking forward to! En guarde!"

Jefferson stuck his sword out in a fencing stance, ready to fight the president.

"I have failed you, Jefferson."

"I should have known you were planning on taking over!" Jefferson shouted.

"From the British! Jefferson, Madison is good!"

"From your point of view! From my point of view America is evil!"

"Well, then you are lost."

"This is the end of you, my president. I wish it were otherwise."

Waves begin to form around the ship as a storm begins to brew. They begin to swing their sabers at each other, clanging noises ring across the sea. A barrel flies off of one of the nearby ships and ignites, spilling oil over the ocean and setting fire to it. The sea of fire around them begins to consume the ship.

Distracted by their saber duel, the two begin to jump up toward the helm, slashing and stabbing forward to try to gain an advantage over the other. Seeing the fire rise toward them, the two jump atop the scaffolding toward the mast and begin to fight while hanging on for dear life.

Washington jumps atop the crows nest, "it's over, Jefferson, I have the high ground!"

"Then you underestimate my power!" Lightning strike as Jefferson jumps towards the crows nest, fire consuming the ropes below him. Washington braces himself for the strike, ready to counter the blow. But the blow never comes.

Jefferson disappeared, leaving no trace behind him. Washington stood dumbfounded as the rain soaked the ship, putting out most of the fire. He jumped down and out of the boat as its charred skeleton began to crumble.

"Did you see what happened?" Washington asked as Cory hopped out of the statue of liberty mech.

"I saw someone swoop down and grab Jefferson from the sky!"

"No need for vague metaphors. Did he actually die?"

"No it wasn't a meta-" An electric sound filled the air as a sick heavy metal bassline began to play.

Lightning silhouettes a building nearby revealing a man with long greasy hair and an electric guitar. It was Jefferson.

"Not so fast Washington. In order to win America you know we will need to do a battle of the bands!"