Japan

Japan

Outside an abandoned shipping yard, the full moon is illuminating the area. Everything is quiet, a little bit too quiet. As though something was going to take place in a few minutes.

"See I told you we came in early!" said Sane Moray, the owner of Company: Aloha Games.

"Yeah you're right" said a large imposing man with long, spiky, dusty brown hair tied back in a messy ponytail. This man was named Maxwell Beckett. A former street punk hailing from the United States. His main basis of fighting is called gouging which is a form of fighting which came in rural portions of the U.S. Not only that but he is a practitioner of Krav Maga and incorporates pro wrestling to his move set.

"Maybe we got the wrong address?" Maxwell reasoned.

"No, this is the place." replied his boss.

Suddenly a few cars started to park close to the pair. The cars were luxurious in nature. And stepping outside them were a lot of people who were important in business. Following behind them was their representative fighters.

"The ship must be running a little late, don't worry about it, Kijin" said a woman in a business-like attire. Her eyes had a bit of a dark sclera. She must be part of the lower branches of the Kure Clan, Moray thought. Afterall all Kure Clan members shared the same eyes.

"Here put this on boss , it's cold out." said Shirokoma Kijin. He wrapped his large coat over his boss's body. This man was the employer at Tokyo Animation company. His relationship between his boss is either strictly business or at times privately being a couple.

As the other individuals began to talk amongst themselves, more people soon came along as well.

"This is a long way from home sir" said Lysander Martinos champion of the Kronos Matches. Dom Yomaha was the champion's boss. They formed a deep friendship after the champion's mentor passed away.

"Do not worry Lysander you'll soon remember home when the fighting begins" said the boss.

Some recognizable faces of fighters were Akuyama Rohza, Cassius White, Talon Hiragi and Kun-Lee Jian.

Eventually as more people began to show up there were a total of 32 fighters present in the shipyard. Tensions were in the air, the fighters eyed each other. A fight might break out soon if something doesn't happen soon.

Almost as if it was suddenly on cue the sound of a ship horn stopped the silence from continuing. A large cruise ship was approaching the dock. Once it was parked in place, a bridge slid through. It was at that moment everyone understood it was time to get on the ship.