The rain fell like daggers from the night sky. The mercury was falling as the neon from the bar sign reflected from Jin's eyes. The sign was old and uncared for, much like the bar. The only letters that lit up were the "O" and the "EN". The door to the Rusty Bucket lay falling off it's hinges. A clever metaphor for the city, and for Jin. He had come here because the bar was supposedly home to the seediest criminals and wastes of life this city had to offer. Jin had an arrogant streak a mile long. About as long as the road that lead him here.

Jin looked around. There was no one in sight. There was a crackle of energy in the car and he disappeared. In the blink of en eye he was standing in front of the rickety old door. Like a scene from an old western movie, as soon as Jin walked in the bar the music stopped. He did appear very out of place. Here he was, and affluent young man. With well kept hair and suit walking into this den of debauchery. Everyone stopped to look at this stranger. Either he was very brave, or very stupid.

Jin surveyed the bar, taking note of everything possible. He sauntered up to the bar and rapped on the bar top. "Bourbon, Scotch and Whiskey!" The bartender, a haggard old man who seemed more at home killing cops then serving drinks, approached Jin. "We don't take kindly to..." Before he could even finish, Jin threw a hundred dollar bill on the bar. He looked straight into the bartender's eyes: "Keep 'em coming." 

As Jin downed his three shots and the bartender poured some more, a gruff looking group of men swaggered over to him. The leader of the group appeared to have been present during a demolition project. Because he was missing several teeth and was caked in a layer of dust thicker than his accent. "Mr. Fancy pants don't belong here." the man said flipping up Jin's collar and laughing a dry smoker's laugh. "Mr. Fancy thinks he can come in here and just run the place 'cause he got money. Is that right boys?" The whole bar erupted in a yell. Jin smiled as he finished his last shot.

The man turned his back on Jin and began to whisper to his fellow cohort. The man stopped midway and turned and threw a surprise hay maker at Jin. While putting down his shot, Jin caught the man's fist in his hand. Jin then wrenched his arm causing the man to move closer to Jin. "Thank you." Jin whispered, taking one finger and burying it deep in the man's eye.

The man fell back clutching his eye. "Kill him! Kill him!" The man bellowed. Suddenly the bar erupted and everyone came at Jin. "Keep the drinks coming!" Jin yelled to the bartender before going to work. Jin then proceeded to teleport either in front of or behind each person in the bar. He straight up cold-cocked everyone until he reached the pool tables. He grabbed a pool stick and spun it around his head and drew it back like a sword.

He then made short work of the rest of the bar. As the last man fell Jin sauntered up back to the bar, where the new shots sat waiting. Jin downed all the three and called for some more when his phone sprung to life. He pressed the bud in his ear: "Go!" Was all he said. a voice from the other end came on and spewed coordinates and a price. "I'm there." Jin replied, finishing the last shot.

A crackle of energy and Jin was gone. He appeared at his underground bunker. Accessible only through teleportation. It was fairly small and bare. There was a small bust that his armor and roningasa rested on. In the other corner was a computer with access to his father's weapon's company network next to which his katana rested. He donned the armor, put on the roningasa on and secured his katana on his hip. With another crackle of energy he was gone.

Jin appeared on the edge of the docks. He gazed up on a giant robot standing before him. "Ah, Ronin. You've finally made it." A voice bellowed from the robot. "You're probably wondering who I am and..." Before the voice could finish it's thought, Jin teleported onto the robot's shoulders. With one touch he sent the torso of the robot out in the middle of the sea, leaving the rest of it's body to crumble on itself. Jin teleported away just as the robot erupted into an inferno.

Jin pushed a button on his ear bud: "Done." He said as he headed back home.