Disclaimer – I do not own any of Team Ninja's characters or anything else related to Dead or Alive.

"Welcome aboard, cuties! Can I see your boarding passes?" The over excited flight attendant at the gate greets Jann and a grinning Bayman, more proud of himself than the time he drank an entire bottle of Listerine and gained super powers...for about five seconds, then he fell into a coma for about three days and had his stomach pumped, but for five seconds he had x-ray vision.

"You sure can, sweetheart!" Bayman proffers the two boarding passes and Jann looks on quite doubtfully. The flight attendant looks at the slips of paper and smiles, handing them back,

"Well welcome aboard Mr. Chang!" Jann Lee almost loses his footing as rage overpowers him, Bayman still grinning ear to ear. Jann looks up at the flight information, '#643 TO BEIJING'.

"MR. CHANG?!" Jann Lee yells as he grabs Bayman from behind and the flight attendant hops back with a yelp.

"Ouch, dammit!" Bayman squirms free and glares at Jann, "How about a 'thank you' you ungrateful--"

"We're going to Beijing!" Jann growls and the flight attendant raises an eyebrow,

"Is something wrong, Mr. Chang?"

Jann looks around as security officials start enclosing on the area and out of the corner of his eye, he sees two unconscious Chinese children, lying in a puddle of noodles. He can barely breathe.

"There's nothing, wrong, Miss, I'm just SOOO excited to be going to Beijing!" Jann laughs nervously and snatches his boarding pass away and rushes through the gate, leading to the airplane.

"Thanks again." Bayman smirks and follows Jann through quickly and the flight attendant continues attending people in the line, "Dude, what the hell is your problem? I got us in!" Bayman says, clapping Jann on the shoulder happily, but Jann grabs the boys hand and counters him, sending him slamming into the wall of the tunnel,

"You got us onto a flight headed for CHINA!!" Bayman spits out blood as he recovers and looks over his shoulder,

"Well, that aint so bad, aren't China and Japan touching?"

Jann Lee holds back tears as he slumps down onto the ground, covering his face in his hands on the verge of hyperventilation,

"Give me strength, my lord, give me strength."

"If you want to go back out there and get some more tickets, then let's go, but there's no need to cry about it." Bayman suggests casually and Jann uncovers his face, fire in his eyes,

"Yea, because that won't look at all suspicious! Not to mention that those poor kids you beat up will probably be awake by then!"

"They were easier targets than one of the Emperor Hirohito's samurai, dammit!"

"Oh thats awesome, you know the name of an Emperor, but you don't know that Japan is an island, you should be in freakin books!" Jann picks himself up and continues on towards the plane and Bayman reluctantly follows behind. The drooling pilot greets the boys as they enter, slumped against a wall not to fall on his face. Jann pushes passed him, almost knocking him down, "Have another drink, jackass."

"Hey, that's not very polite!" The co-pilot disparages, but Bayman rushes forwards,

"Oh, don't mind my friend, he's just sad that we have to leave this beautiful country so quickly." Bayman chuckles as he walks passed and catches up to Jann who looks down at his name boarding pass,

"My name is Yi?! I have to be the girl?!!" Jann yells furiously and the surrounding men and women look at him awkwardly as Bayman stops at his side.

"What you all do during your personal time is up to you," An older woman says reproachfully, "But keep it to yourself. Damn experimenting kids."

"I'll break your got damn neck!" Jann demands, turning to face the hag, but Bayman grabs him and pushes him down into his seat in the middle row.

"Cool off, Yi, you'll get us kicked off the plane!" Bayman suggests and Jann grabs his pillow and dives his teeth into it, ripping it apart like a rabid hound.

Bayman sits straight up in his seat and doesn't look over as the pilot's slurred voice comes over the intercom,

"Attention valued...people...I'm pretty sure we're going to Beijing and it's a long ass flight...so uh you can either sleep...well if that turbulence stuff don't attack us...or watch the garbage movie, or just sit there. I don't really care, just don't be loud, my head f'ckin hurts. I downed like, thirteen shots of--"

"Joe, shut the f'ck up!" The co-pilot switches off the intercom and the flight attendants walk down the aisles, ensuring all the safety measures.

"Oh, look who it is." The flight attendant that checked the boys in stops at Bayman's side and smiles, "How are you boys d--, oh wow...would you like another pillow?" Jann spits out the fluff in his mouth and snarls, foaming saliva dripping down his chin,

"If you don't get out of my sight in the next five seconds, you'll share this pillow's fate." The woman doesn't hesitate to flee back down the aisle and Bayman's mouth widens,

"You, cock-block! I could so have that!" Jann reaches over and grabs Bayman's ticket and laughs mirthlessly,

"Good luck with that, Hong! You tard baby!" Jann continues to laugh sinisterly and Bayman frowns and sits back as the plane takes-off. Bayman strains to find the girl of his dreams and sees her and the other flight attendant busying themselves with the drink carts as the plane reaches cruising altitude. He winks and smiles at her and she waves back, pushing the cart up the aisle, offering drinks. Bayman dries his sweaty hands on his pants, and steadies his knee as she arrives,

"And what can I get for you, cutie? Sprite or juice?"

"I'll have a--" Bayman is overrun by a relentlessly hostile Jann Lee,

"Hey, sky waitress, why not get me a Gin and Juice with a swirl of your love juice in it. And then you can rub some ice cubes over your nice, perky titties, and then go ahead and plunk em in there. That'll be swell." Both Bayman and the woman's mouth's gape and Jann sucks his teeth, "What? Oh you want more punishment you walking STD? Why don't you peel that little outfit off and do a little jiggle dance for me. Your humiliation will sustain me."

The woman rushes away in tears and Jann Lee sits in his chair, laughing uncontrollably and diabolically. Bayman inhales slowly and looks over,

"What the hell is your problem?!"

"You beat up kids to get on a flight to China, you asshole!!!" Jann Lee grabs Bayman by his mop of hair and begins slamming his head into the chair in front of them repeatedly, "I'm going to jam your ass in the turbine engine you walking mass of uselessness! I wanna see your body all ground up and then I'm gonna sprinkle it on my eggs and feast--"

"Hey, kid, stop it!" A security official rushes over and grabs Jann's hands and quite painfully, pulls them away from Bayman's hair, unfortunately with more than a few strands wedged in between.

"God, save me from this demon!" Bayman yells, tears rolling down his eyes and he hugs himself close to the large man.

"Woah, kid, hands off! I heard that weird stuff you guys were into, and I don't swing like that." The man pulls away and Bayman pats his raw scalp where the hair is missing.

"Now what the hell is this about beating up kids?" The man asks sternly and Jann scoffs,

"Mind your own business, rent-a-cop. We're rehearsing a play over here." Jann says, letting Bayman's hair join the pillow fluff on the floor,

"We're not rehearsing a play! He's going to kill--" Bayman gets smacked again and breaks down into more tears.

"This kid's a joker!" Jann wraps his arms around Bayman's neck and squeezes tightly, clapping his hands on his chubby back, "I love this guy like a cousin!"

"Can I trust ya'll to be civil for the rest of the flight?" The man looks fearfully from Bayman's depseration, and then to Jann's iniquitous eyes and clears his throat, "Yea, I can trust ya'll. Uh...be good." He turns around quickly and rushes away holding his pepper spray for protection.

"God, don't leave me with him!" Bayman curls up into a ball and rocks himself back and forth, trying desperately to find his happy place.

"Deers and meadows. Nice little rabbits playing so happily..." Bayman whispers to himself and Jann cackles beside him,
"I'll eat their babies. Get them deers out of here, son, i aint messin with you! Bambi and Thumper gonna be on my mantle in a minute!"

"Oh geez, run you poor creatures, run!!" Bayman cries out and curls up on the floor and Jann continues his torment.

Jann Lee grabs the other flight attendant, a young timid Chinese woman, as she walks passed and she swallows hard.

"Hey...I'm not gonna hurt you, sugar pea. I just want some headphones to hear the movie with." Jann shows his teeth in a mock smile which is too frightening to describe.

"B—But the movie isn't set to start for another two hours..." She answers and Jann laughs lowly and speaks in eerily calm voice,

"Do you really wanna keep me waiting? I'm in a very bad mood, and I'm planning to do very bad things unless you put on something entertaining right now."

"Umm—ummm, we were going to show 'The Lady from Shanghai', is that okay?" Jann chuckles to himself,

"That old ass movie. What do you think?"

"Umm-ummm, what about--"

"You like Asian shit? How about we go a bit more recent with that nice one, Full Metal Jacket?" Jann suggests and the flight attendant swallows again,

"That's not...ummm, suitable for this audience..."

Jann Lee takes a hold of the flight attendant's hand and leans closer to her, cheek to cheek, and whispers,

"I've killed puppies and kittens for much, much less. Do you think you're cuter than a cuddly little kitten?" The woman scurries away without another word and Jann Lee leans smugly back in his seat. In less than a minute, the screen activates and the movie begins.

No one thinks for a second to turn off the movie, and by the end, more than half of the plane are in tears and Jann Lee laughs triumphantly as he watches the credits roll.

"Ohhh, that shit is raw!! Dammmmmnn!" Jann Lee turns around in his seat and stares down at a hysterical little girl, "Did you see that shit? Thats what happens in war! They aint pullin no punches for yo ass! Marry a doctor or a teacher or something, hahahaha!" Jann Lee turns back around and takes a sip of his specially mixed alcoholic beverage.

"Hey, sugar pea!" Jann Lee snaps his fingers and the fight attendant comes back, "I wanna look out the window." The flight attendant turns around to the other row of seats and the man sitting by the window seat grabs his chicken dinner and rushes away towards the lavatory, "Nah, nah, not that window."

"Well, Mr. Chang, which one?" She asks through nervous suspicion and Jann laughs heartily and then looks her dead in the eye,

"Tell the Co-Pilot to gather his things."