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Kander looked at the Teahouse, surprised that it was as nice as the rumors had made it out to be. The windows gave off flashing lights, implying that there must have been a party of sorts inside. He wasn't particularly fond of parties. There was a small flight of steps leading up to the glass doors of the nice looking building. He climbed them, while keeping an eye on the shady looking figures standing at the entrance, all had rifles in hand. "Welcome to the Teahouse." said a buff man with a deep voice. Kander pondered whether he should answer or not. "Why thank you," Kander finally said, deciding that not answering would make him look more suspicious than he already was. "Any weapons?" Said another, who pointed his rifle at Kander's feet. Kander nodded. "Yes. Where would the discard pile be?" The buff man held out his hands. Kander sighed. He pulled out his pistol, assault rifle, and a pocket knife. The buff man put them in a box and turned to him. "And what would your name be?"
"Kander. Kander Hotigan." The buff man winced at his name, the others stood up and seemed even more defensive than they already were. Kander held his hands up. "Just coming for a little meeting and I will be off this planet." The buff man was apparently the head of this little band, because everyone turned to him and waited for his response. "Fine. But two of my boys will accompany you in, and keep a watchful eye. We have heard the stories." Kander nodded. "My reputation precedes me."
They entered the teahouse. It was beautiful. It had nice lighting on this floor, with bamboo shoots next to the nice little mats that people were sitting on. In the middle of the room was the bar, which broke the Japanese theme. It looked more modern. It had nice white wood pillars, and a nice marble table, with a bartender who met everyone with an equally nice smile. "Nice place." Kander said quietly. What was a little odd to Kander was that the men were leading him around, not the other way around. The damned hacker must have some influence on these goons. They circled around the bar, and right behind it was a nice little mat like the others, but this one was glowing green, due to a little candle flickering on it. Behind the candle was a figure in a black hood. That was him. The annoying hacker that is making the empty threats.
Kander walked over and sat down in front of the candle and the hooded figure. "I'm here." "Oh, the great Kander has heeded the calls of a weak hacker. Funny isn't it?" Kander shrugged. "Weak? Clearly not, seeing as you practically run this place." "Oh, no. I don't run this place. No, no, no. That isn't the case here." Kander sighed, making a weird metallic groan. "Stop playing these games. What do you want with me?" "I don't want anything to do with you. But Gundo does." A green dot appeared on Kander's chest. "I can't say I didn't see that coming. Cause I did." The hooded figure didn't move. "Of course."

"Gundo has eyes everywhere. I suggest you heed my words." Kander laughed. "What makes you think I would listen to a coward who won't even show his face?" The hooded figure pulled back his hood to reveal a young man with green hair, peculiar looking glasses, and a grim facial expression. "Still a coward?" "Yes. Because you are pointing a gun at an unarmed man." "You are never unarmed." Kander had to give him that. He wasn't ever truly without a weapon. "True, true..." Kander looked around for anything he could use to kill the man before him. "I made sure that you have nothing to hold against me." The man said. Kander nodded. "I can see that. Not even a particle of dust on the ground." The green haired man narrowed his eyes. "Can never tell with you." He jabbed the gun forward a bit, then pulled it back. Kander was a bit disappointed. If the gun was extended just a bit farther, he could have taken it and shot the man. Then gone back to Hotigan Enterprises easy. "So, I hear you caused a scare." "What I do best." "I'm aware of that." "What is this Gundo you speak of?" "Top secret agency. Keeps the peace around these parts without anyone really realizing it. That part is thanks to me. I cover our tracks. Makes us undetectable." Kander shook his head. "Not completely. I was able to save that last message you encrypted into my data records. I can now trace it back." This was all a lie, but the man with the green hair seemed to temporarily believe it. His neck became tense- then relaxed. "Impossible. My encryption doesn't work like that." Kander sighed again. It was worth the try. "And what are you going to do with me?"

The man with the green hair smiled. "I have sent out a distress beacon to the local authorities. They will be here in a couple minutes... Lockjaw is no more. You can never hurt anyone ever again." Kander laughed. "Hold on..." The green haired man cocked his head, wondering what Kander could be talking about. "You... I... Oh, I killed your father. That's right!" Kander snapped his fingers, making the man in green flinch. "He had green hair just like you. And those same annoying eyes. Oh, I wish I could have been there for a more... personal... execution." The man's jaw clenched hard, his neck became tense again. Kander could hear his teeth grinding, could hear his finger rub against the trigger of his pulsar gun. "Do it. One shot can end me and my enterprise... One... SHOT."