Inspired by "Olympus Has Fallen". This is technically a sequel to "Ocean of Death".


Black Lagoon: Bangkok Bloodbath

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The Grand Palace, Bangkok Thailand

Sunday, April 3, 20:00 hrs

It was a party to remember.

The Monarch of Thailand certainly knew how to have fun. Unlike previous kings that isolate themselves, King Rama X loves to socialize. Barely 50, the monarch was young, fit and athletic, who enjoys fancy cars and good wine. Tonight is no different, as the country is celebrating his first year on the throne.

No expense was spared. The Phra Thinang Borom Ratchasathit Mahoran, one of the many buildings inside the massive palace complex, is readied for the occasion a week in advance. Performers from traditional Thai dancers to internationally-known singers were invited. Food was flown from all over the world. All the top level government officials and members of the diplomatic community were invited. The parking lot of the palace is full of limousines and expensive SUV's.

King Rama X appeared and was greeted with claps as he greeted the guest one by one. The young king looked dashing on his gold suit, the official color of the monarchy. By her side is her beautiful young wife, a former beauty queen and actress. But one person is noticeably absent in the ceremony.

"Good evening, Your Majesty," the Prime Minister Pracha Wongsamut greeted. Although the king is the official head of state and national symbol of Thailand, the prime minister has most of the government power. This PM is also young, and was a former classmate of the king at Harvard.

"Good evening, Pracha," the king greeted back. "Enjoying yourselves?"

"Very much, Your Highness," Wongsamut replied with a smile. "I didn't see the princess here tonight."

"She is not here," the king sadly said.

"And why is that? It's your first year on the throne, Your Highness, and she is your heir apparent. How could she be absent on this special event?"

Since the eleventh century, monarch of Siam and later Thailand were all male. However, the last two Constitutions of Thailand included provisions to permit for the amendment of the Palace Law to allow females to succeed. King Rama X shocked the Royal court and the world when he named her only daughter as his heir apparent. The princess is now a step away from making history as the first ever Queen of Thailand.

However, ever since her mother died and the king entered a relationship with the young actress, the bond between father and daughter deteriorated. Against her father's wishes, the princess entered the Royal Thai Marine Corp, where she is now serving as a Gunnery Sergeant. The stony relationship between the princess and her father's new wife has become the subject of media fascination and public gossip.

"Pracha, my daughter is a soldier. She stayed on the camp because of her duty."

"But she is the Princess of Thailand, for Buddha's sake!" the PM exclaimed. "She can leave the camp whenever she wants to."

"Let's just enjoy the party, Minister," the king replied, changing the topic.

Aside from the guests and hundreds of palace personnel, the complex is also teeming with policemen and soldiers on guard. However they are on a relaxed mood. Only a few of them are armed, mostly members of the Royal Guards. The majority of the soldiers and cops patrolling the premises are carrying empty rifles and unloaded pistols. The gates, however, are manned with soldiers in full battle gear.

It would be a costly mistake.

The guards on the Deva Phitak and Sakdi Chaisit Gates on the eastern wall heard the rumble first before they saw anything. The soldiers on the check point near the gate saw headlamps getting closer and closer. Military trucks are rumbling on the road, five of them. Behind are two GKN Simba armored personnel carriers.

The soldier waved his arms in the air. The convoy stopped alongside the Phra Thinang Suthaisawan Prasat hall between the two gates. The door of the lead truck opened and a tall man stepped out. He is about six feet, with ruggedly handsome features, broad shoulders and muscular physique that his form-fitting military fatigues couldn't hide. On his collar are insignias of a colonel, and he is also armed with a .45 caliber pistol in a leather holster on his waist.

The guards saluted. "Colonel Trang, sir!" the lead guard acknowledge, snapping in attention.

Colonel Trang saluted back. "At east, Corporal. Open the gates and let us pass, son."

The corporal looked confused. "Sir?"

"You heard me? I'm giving you a direct order. Open the gate."

"Sir…I can't do that. I have no authorization from my CO."

"We have received an intelligence report that someone is planning to assassinate the king," Trang explained. "We are here to reinforced security."

"Sir, I heard no such report." The corporal is still confused, but the prospect of the king's assassination unnerved him.

"You will open this gate, Corporal," Trang ordered, his voice now sharp.

"Sir I cannot…" the corporal began then stopped when he saw a "soldier" behind Trang raised a silenced pistol. The corporal's hand streaked to his M-16 but he was a second too late. Two shots whipped the guard in the head. He fell, unsure of what happened.

His comrades saw the murder and quickly raised their rifles. But they were cut down by more silence shots. The guards on the gate tried to aid. Suddenly figures in black appeared behind them, shiny steel flashed and they were instantly on the ground.

Trang looked up and saw more black-clad figures on the roof of the Suthaisawan Prasat hall. The figures entered through windows and quickly eliminated the guards there. In a few seconds, the gates swung open. Trang boarded the truck and the convoy raced inside, leaving dozens of dead bodies on the ground.

Black-clad men swooped on the compound, taking out sentries with blades and projectile weapons. They quickly eliminated the men on the main security office at fort Suthorn Thisa, rendering it useless. As the trucks rumbled inside the complex, the men on the trucks dismounted and quickly killed the remaining guards with silenced shots. Within minutes the east side was secured.

On the west side of the complex, boats approached the west wall of the palace which is adjacent to the Chao Phraya River. More black-clad men silently killed the guards, enabling dozens of armed men to land and secure the three gates on the west wall.

Inside the Ratchasathit Mahoran, as if nothing is happening. The king stepped on the stage to give his speech. The guests applaud as the monarch took to the podium.

"Good evening everyone," the king greeted. "I am honored to be with you all in this wonderful ceremony. As you all know I am king for just a year. However this year has been glorious for Thailand. The economy is going strong. Foreign investment kept coming in. Peace on order is maintained. In short, with Buddha's guidance, we had good year. I hope and pray that this will be the start of a new age in Thailand-."

The doors suddenly burst opened and Colonel Trang steeped inside the ballroom. He raised his gun and fired twice, killing a Royale Guard with two bullets to the head. The two armed men flanking him opened fired and took out more guards. Pandemonium erupted as guests screamed in terror and dove on the floor. Royal Guards grabbed the king and dragged him towards the rear door…

…a black apparition appeared there. With uncanny precision the man killed the Royal Guards with well-placed shots, their bodies collapsing on the carpet. The king hugged his wife as more armed men rushed inside, forcing the guests on the floor.

The black-clad killer had a face. Gray cloth covered the top of its head and its nose and mouth. Dark, almond-shaped eyes peered through the gap in the mask. The king quickly deduces he is an Oriental.

Colonel Trang approached the king. "Your Majesty," he greeted.

"What are you doing?! Are you out of your mind?" the king asked in disbelief.

"This party is over," Trang replied.