Ship (1)

Ship's casino

"Come on Yuuta, let's try our luck at gambling I'm sure we're going to get lucky tonight!" cheerfully explained Joji Kazuma, Yuuta's boss.

"Yeah maybe we can get lucky," Yuuta said as he looked at the slot machines. All the machines were so colorful and playful. He honestly wished to try them all.

"Hhmm maybe this one-" before he could slide to the next machine he was accidently bumped into by another fighter.

"Hey sorry about that." "Didn't mean to, I guess we both liked the same machine" replied Steve Johnson. Trailing behind him was his boss. "Steve I really don't want you picking any fights today..." said Steve's boss.

"Wait, is that you Mr. Schluschler?" voiced Kazuma. "Oh good heavens is that you old lad?" replied back Mr. Schluschler.

Steve Johnson and Akayama Yuuta felt as if they were small children and their bosses were like mothers talking and catching up with old times. They talked and talked like they weren't even there. In fact the two felt like background characters of some old anime.

"Mr. Schluschler" Kazuma began. "No dear old boy, we're long passed from calling each other with our last names" Explained the older gentlemen.

"So whatever happened to your old fighter Thomas?" asked Kazuma. He remembered last time his old business friend had a different fighter.

"See this boy Steve right here pulverized that man, I never seen a man get beaten so badly and so quickly" Steve's boss explained as he took another sip of his wine. "The old fighter who previously employed, had about 50 kengan wins. However, Steve right here went through him like a knife through butter!"

"Did I even mention to you how he's part Kure Clan!?" "The man can use 60 percent of this ability before he loses control."

"That's fantastic to hear my old friend" "My fighter Yuuta is without a doubt very talented as well" "His Rikido Style is unmatched heck he even beaten some Kure members" said Mr. Kazuma.

"You just wanna head upstairs and see if we get lucky with any of the ladies?" asked Steve. With a smirk Yuuta replied "Yeah sure why not, better than having to wait on by our mothers.

Upper deck party room

"Ladies ladies I'm telling you, I only got eyes on my boss's sister" said Yaju the assassin. Though he may have said that, his hands were obviously not to themselves.

"Those girls really got a thing for those pretty boys huh Maxy?" Okabe Saburo said to Maxwell Beckett. Maxwell didn't really care either way, he only went along with Okabe because the two were catching up with old times. A while ago they actually trained some wrestling together at the local gym, Max was impressed by the other man's abilities so they formed a bit of acquaintance.

"Well it was nice catching up with you Saburo. I'm going to my room." The party scenery just wasn't for him. Besides he had to keep his mind sharp if he hoped to win this tournament.

"Guess I'm alone now," said the wrestler. Okabe was a famous dirty Pro wrestler known as "The Bloody Pariah". His goal for this Kengan tournament is to show the greatness and effectiveness of his dirty pro wrestling. "Hey mister let's talk for a second"

Upper level bar area

"And then I told her to marry me!" shouted the drunken man. "You know what she told me?" "She told me I was proposing to a lamp! Can you believe that?" continued Qi Ling.

"Yes I can believe that my drinking friend" replied Alexander Flesas. He had a small bottle in his hand. This drunken man just gave it to him. He couldn't really hold down his liquor, but he knew it would be rude if he didn't accept it.

"Listen if I beat this tournament I'm marrying her!" Ling continued with his drunken talk.

"You're still talking about the lamp, right?" seriously asked Alex. Ling with a full bottle in his hand drank the whole bottle under a minute. *hiccup* "I gotta use the bathroom right back" said the drunk man as he staggered to the nearest restroom.

"That man might be a little weird, but at least he can hold his liquor." said Lysander Martinos as he sat beside the younger fighter. "You should learn from example Alex" he smacked the younger fighter in the back with laughter.

Meanwhile Ling managed to get himself lost, he was now in the main deck of a ship. "Shit shit shit" "Bathroom bathroom bathroom!" his eyes opened up hugely with glee. He may have found the bathroom he thought to himself.

He unlocked what appeared to be a shipping container…

Large thuds could be heard. It sounded like a person smashing a sledge hammer over metal plates. Suddenly Ling was pushed out from within the shipping container.