I am lethal because I'm a contractor. My powers could fry you in an instant and that's if I feel 'merciful'. I am to live dangerously. Why not? A normal life seems taboo to me. I am supposed to be without emotion. After all, I am a contractor. I only rely on my rationality not sentiments. Or, that's how I used to be.
I've lost the ability to be a normal contractor 5 years ago. After being caught up in the war at Heaven's Gate and a strange implosion of the Gate and the 1500 km radius I've lost comrades, including my older brother. I don't understand how but that first night where I was completely alone, I dreamt. Contractors don't dream. The abnormality only continued when thinking of him made tears fall from my eyes. I could feel the pain of loss. I had emotions. As I mentioned, my kind do not 'feel' anything.
Shocked by my sudden change, I masked it as I was flown into Japan. To my 'new life' within the Syndicate. I'd live among the civilians of Tokyo as a young foreign student from China by the name Yue Cheng. Then on order given by Hyuang, my field supervisor, from superiors I'd assume the role of BK-201.
You could consider me famous. For my signature is unmistakable to detectives and other contractors. Targets I've killed shared the same fate: electrocution. Besides my messier catalogue number, another name has been given to my reputation. Lady Death. Why? Because I'm a contractor who's missions usually leave a body or two in my path.
For 5 years I've lived this life of obedience. Like a lapdog to the Syndicate. For 5 empty years I've accepted my losses in the war. Like a veteran. For agonizing years I've suppressed my dreams and emotion. Like they didn't exist. I accepted this existence. However, I didn't know that this paper-thin façade would soon fall. That my past and present would collide violently.
And it all starts with the words:
"Hello, Pai."