In the Northern part of Shinto Teito, a young man was in an ice cream shop having a sundae with three companions. He has red hair in a buzzcut with long braids hanging down to his mid-back, a red chin strap beard, a light tan, and green eyes. He was dressed in a black T-shirt with a Celtic cross merged with the scales of justice with a human heart on one end and a feather on the other perfectly balanced in gold on the front and the name 'MacCoul' on the back. Jeans, boots, and sunglasses finished his look.

He was tall, around six foot four; his companions were inhumanely beautiful. The owner of the shop came up to him, she has black hair and brown eyes, and she was dressed in a shirt, pants, sneakers, and an apron. She had delivered more sundaes to them and handed the man a contract. "It is signed Conor-sama." She said, Conor took the contract and looked it over.

"Do nae call me 'sama'," he said in a rough Irish burr. "I work fae a livin'." They laughed, "Trish?" A young woman with hair as black as night with veins of emeralds in it and eyes as green as emeralds, wearing a black sports bra with an emerald green wagtail on the back, black hot pants with black and green tights under them, black boots and emerald jewelry on. Her hair was in twin tails, she had black makeup but not too much, and her fingernails were also painted black. She was enjoying a triple chocolate surprise sundae when Conor called to her.

"Aye beloved?" She said with a soft voice (think Siobhan Flynn; English voice of Morrigan Anesland in MvC3).

"Could ye go an' place this on tae door?" He handed her a decal of the 'Justice Int.' logo. She took it and placed it on the door and went back to sit down.

Another companion spoke up; "hey Conor?" She said she was dressed in a leather bustier with bronze brackets and her wagtail on the back, black hotpants with brown chaps, and boots. She had reddish-gold hair in a long ponytail, she also had welder's goggles on top of her head. She had an advanced technology brace on her right forearm that looked right out of a steampunk era. She was eating a 'Lucky' sundae.

"Whot is it Becky?"

"I was jus wondering, how are we gonna handle MBI?"

"Just like we handle everybody else lass, wit justice."

Just then a man stormed into the shop, he was dressed in a suit that just screamed 'MBI'! "The Shop Is Closed!" He said and the other patrons started to leave but Conor and his companions didn't move from their seats. "Didn't you hear me Gaijin?" He went to grab Conor but the namesake of one of the greatest fighters in the world grabbed the man's arm and shattered his elbow.

"Looks like tha shop's nae closed now is it?" The MBI agent got up and was holding his elbow.

"How Dare You?" Conor stood up and faced him, he took off his glasses. The agent saw Conor's companions and smirked. "You Are Not Fit To Be An Ashakabi! I'm going to take your Seikerei and reprogram them to serve only MBI!" Conor just laughed in his face.

"I'd love tae see ye try." The agent pulled out a handgun and pointed it at him. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Connor grabbed it and broke it in half. "Whot are ye gonna do nae?" The agent gulped, just then Conor's final companion stood up, she had blond hair with streaks of silver in it, blue eyes, and a very nice figure. She was dressed in a white, female version of Conor's T-shirt with the name 'Fleur' on the back and a gold wagtail under it, jeans, and boots. Her hair was in a ponytail to the middle of her back.

"Conor, mi amour. What are we going to do wiz zis 'leetle boi'?" She asked.

"I dae nae, 'Flower'. I'm open tae suggestions." They glared at the agent.

"Well, I'd vote we play 'tug o war' with him as tha rope!" Said Trish.

"Nae sis," said Becky. "Tie him tae tha back of me bike and I'll giv him a tour of 'Justice Town'!"

"I say we draw and quarter 'im, zen chop 'im in little pieces and send 'is head to MBI wiz a message to leave us alone!" Said Fleur.

"I say you surrender to MBI!" Said the agent not realizing just how much trouble he was in.

"Wait!" Said Conor, "Why don't we let Sumire decide?" They looked at the owner of the shop, who now had a grin on her face.

Two hours later, the office of Mr. Crazy Pants; Minaka Hiroto's office

A package was awaiting Minaka he went over to it, "Ah one of my agents has come through and got rid of that thorn in my side!" He opened the box only to find his agent's head with a message in his mouth.

'Strike One, Minaka. Don't get to three!'

It wasn't signed, Minaka heard beeping and looked at the head's eyes counting down; 3… 2… 1. There was a huge explosion destroying his office and blasting him out of his window. He quickly pulled his parachute and laughed but, he forgot one thing and a huge 18-wheeler hit him. Then cars ran over him. (Note: He's not dead, yet)