Resident Evil - Blood Opera
a fanfic by Jian DeLeon
Chapter 1 - The Contract
Tsai Jian panted heavily, he patted himself down in search of more weapons, whoever, or
whatever, was chasing him just wouldn't die, he had emptied more than enough ammo clips in all
the right places, legs, arms, even fatal shots to the head, why wasn't it dying? Tsai felt what
he was looking for, his last resort, the weapons that never failed him, his twin Berettas. He
pulled both out and stepped out onto the late-night street, his crimson red trenchcoat glistening
by the light of a street lamp.
"It ends here!" Tsai got a glimpse of his pursuer, and started squeezing the triggers on
each gun.
"BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!" All the bullets were direct hits in the torso area, yet they seemed
to only slow down rather than subdue his target. Whatever it was, it lurched closer, until it
lethargically slumped to the ground in front of Tsai. Then Tsai looked in horror as he saw the
creature's face, it was Zheng Liu, his contact for the Black Orchid Society.
"Zheng! Oh my God! I didn't know it was you!" Tsai tried to tend to his wounds, yet
much to his surprise and horror, there were none to be found, Zheng's body was completely
flawless, even his black suit was intact, there were no signs of any bullets even coming close to
penetrating anything!
"Tsaaaaaaai... hellppp meee..." Zheng looked up at Tsai, and slowly chunks of his face
started melting off like ice cream on a hot summer day, revealing tissue and muscle underneath.
Tsai was familiar with the color, a crimson he had come to recognize so well.
"What the hell is going on?!" Tsai began to reel back in shock, he had no idea what was
happening to the only true friend he had.
"Tsaaaaaai... urggh..." Zheng's pupils faded to a murky white. He was no longer Zheng,
now he was... well, whatever he was, Tsai didn't want to know, beneath its soulless white eyes
Tsai only saw a hunger, a deep insatiable hunger. Tsai wanted to move, yet he was frozen.
"Get up! Get UP DAMMIT!" No matter what he said and yelled, his body wouldn't respond.
The rotting body formerly known to him as Zheng clumsily got up, it had lost all the grace of a
former assassin. It slowly started towards Tsai, each step made a sickening and soft crunch on
the ground. Tsai yelled at himself to try to move, but he was paralyzed. The creature came in
closer, until Tsai could smell the gangrenous living corpse. He no longer heard Zheng's voice,
only moans of hunger. Then the creature attempted to kneel down, a sickening pop echoed as its
rotted knees gave out. It landed next to Tsai, it's mouth open as it bit down on his neck, warm
blood pouring out from the freshly bit jugular. Tsai gasped in pain, it had been a while since
he had physically felt it. Then it just stopped hurting, and he faded off...
"Riiiiiing! Riiiiiiing! Riiiiii-click!" Tsai picked up the charging cell phone next to
his bed.
"Hello?"
"Nihao ma Tsai Jian."
"Just fine Zheng."
"The Black Orchid Society has decided to give you your desired resignation."
"That's a relief, so when d-"
"But..."
"But what?"
"You have one more task before they let you go."
"Well? What is it?"
"You're being sent to an island off the coast of Italy. Your target is Maximilian
Barton, he was formerly a respected scientist working for us, however he has crossed the 'no
human guinea pigs' boundary in one of the experiments that we had hired him for. As you know,
the penalty for disobedience is death."
"Yeah. So will the chopper be picking me up?"
"Yes, be ready in about 90 minutes. It will be waiting on the rooftop of the old
Nichiren building."
"Ok. I'll be there then."
"Goodbye Tsai, the Black Orchid Society won't be the same without you."
"Yeah, I'll feel sense of loss too Zheng. Bye." Tsai pushed the end button on his cell
phone before setting it on vibrate.
"Now... time to pack." Tsai got up from his bed and proceeded to his closet. He flung
open the doors and put on a pair of black slacks and a black oxford shirt over the underwear he
had worn to sleep. putting on black socks and his black leather shoes, he finished his outfit by
donning the infamous crimson red trenchcoat that distinguished him from the other assassins of
the Black Orchid Society. He reached into the pocket of his trenchcoat and put on a pair of
black gloves that fit his hands like an extra skin. He went back to his closet and pulled out a
hidden part of the wall, where he housed his in-home arsenal. He took out his custom twin
Beretta 92FSes and stuck them in the holsters he had hung around his torso. Then he decided on
taking two silenced MAC-10s that he stashed on the sides of his hips, he took extra ammo clips
for both his guns and put them in the compartments on his back, lastly, he took his trusty combat
knife and attached it to a clip he had on his shoulder. This was all the gear he could conceal
on the way to the airlift, however he knew that the chopper would also be well armed as well,
with plenty of rifles and shotguns that would be impossible to carry along Hong Kong streets.
Stepping out into the kitchen, Tsai grabbed an iced coffee from his refrigerator, he checked his
genuine Rolex watch before heading out, it was 6:21 AM, he pushed buttons on what looked like a
security alarm next to his door, in reality, it was a bomb that he had set up should any
unexpected visitors decide to look for evidence to put him away. Tsai went back into his room,
opened the window, and went down the fire escape, on his way to the run-down old Nichiren
building in the southeast.
"Whirrr..." The helicopter's rotors spun and cut the air around them as the pilot waited
for Tsai. He had only waited for 30 seconds before Tsai came in the chopper.
"Are you ready to go Mr. Jian?" yelled the pilot over the sounds of the copter.
"Yeah, let's get the hell out of here, the sooner this is over with the sooner I can move
to New York."
"Right away then!" The helicopter lifted off the roof of the building.
"I'm going to drop you off at an airfield, from there another pilot will take you to the
island! If you need more weapons there is a cache of weapons in the airplane. Is that clear?"
"Yes." A few hours later, Tsai transferred from the helicopter to the other pilot's
plane, their ETA at the island was 90 minutes from their current position. The plane lifted off
the runway and Tsai was on his way to his last hit.
Tsai pondered to himself as the plane flew, wondering how exactly he would kill his last
target. Would he do it with his Berettas in a flurry of bullets? Or would he sneak up silently
and slit his throat? Maybe he should let the bastard suffer as he shot the legs and arms,
letting him suffer for a minute or two as he lay on the ground unable to move his limbs. Tsai
had done all this and more to his previous victims, this would be his 150th kill, not counting
all those he had killed in self-defense. His way was the way of the gun. Kill or be killed.
Why did Tsai decide to join this business? He was a thrill-seeker. A young prodigy from the age
of 15, where he had taken a gun from a dead security guard and managed to kill the assassin that
had been hired to kill his diplomat father. This assassin worked for the Lotus Angel
Corporation, and was one of their best, the fact that he had been killed by such a young man had
nothing to do with luck, Tsai Jian was a natural born killer. When he was 16 his parents died in
a car accident, killed by a drunk driver. Soon after a mysterious man in black asked him if was
interested in getting an internship of sorts, for the Black Orchid Society, his food, lodging,
and education would be paid and provided for. How could he refuse? The man's name was Zheng
Liu, he had been monitoring Tsai ever since he killed the assassin from the Lotus Angels and
instantly recognized his potential. Zheng became like an older brother to Tsai, he was only 10
years older than him. He taught Tsai the ways of the assassin, how to make the gun an extension
of your mind, and to put your soul behind the bullet. He lived life one hit at a time, and
eventually became Tsai's official contact once Tsai had made 10 successful kills in the course of
a week. He was only 17. Now, at age 27, things had come full circle, and Tsai wanted out, it's
not that he hated killing, it's just that it had lost the thrill and rush it once had. Now it
was just a monotonous and boring play, where the actors traded bullets like lines, and whoever
executed theirs better got to live to tell about it.
The pilot came out from the cockpit and confronted Tsai.
"What are you doing pilot? Isn't that the island right below us? Shouldn't you be
landing us?"
"You would think so wouldn't you? I guess Zheng didn't tell you, there's no such thing
as retirement from the Black Orchid Society!" The pilot drew a gun and pointed it straight at
Tsai, however he was met by a quick kick to the groin, Tsai grabbed the gun and pointed it at the
pilot.
"Land this thing!" Yelled Tsai.
"Go ahead... shoot me. You're screwed either way!" Tsai was right, he didn't know what
to do. Suddenly the pilot got up and headbutted Tsai in the stomach, sending him reeling back as
he gasped for air. The pilot opened the plane door and jumped out, a parachute attached to his
back.
"See you in hell Tsai! Of course, I'll see you much, much later!" The pilot jumped out
of the plane, and Tsai quickly followed suit, knowing that there was no other parachutes. The
pilot pulled out another gun from the compartment of his parachute and attempted to shoot Tsai,
missing every shot as Tsai fell closer, the weight of the concealed weapons he had was pulling
him down faster. Tsai caught up with the pilot and grabbed his arm carrying the gun, he twisted
it until he heard a breaking snap. The pilot yelled in pain.
"You're no assassin." said Tsai in a cold, serious tone.
"Do-don't kill me! Please!" begged the pilot.
"Real assassins don't yell in pain. They embrace it, they rejoice in it. Do you know
why?"
"N-n-no..." the pilot's voice had turned to a high-pitched whimper.
"Because assassins... are always ready to die!" Tsai turned the pilots arm to his head
and pulled the trigger, a stream of red blood poured up at him. Tsai quickly detached the
parachute and put it on his own back, it would be about 100 more feet before he had to pull the
cord. He reached the right altitude and pulled it, the chute opened, and Tsai was suddenly
pulled back by as he suddenly felt less G-forces acting on his body, he slowly drifted to the
island, on his way down he saw the research facility where his target was in the distance. As he
landed, something caught his peripheral vision, he turned his head and saw a black orchid fall on
the sand near him.
"Shit..." thought Tsai. The trademark of all Black Orchid assassins, each and every one
dropped one before making their kill, if you saw it, you knew you weren't going to make it out
alive. Suddenly, more black orchids dropped, and more, and more, numerous orchids surrounded
Tsai, and he knew it was going to be one hell of a retirement party...
END CHAPTER 1...
a fanfic by Jian DeLeon
Chapter 1 - The Contract
Tsai Jian panted heavily, he patted himself down in search of more weapons, whoever, or
whatever, was chasing him just wouldn't die, he had emptied more than enough ammo clips in all
the right places, legs, arms, even fatal shots to the head, why wasn't it dying? Tsai felt what
he was looking for, his last resort, the weapons that never failed him, his twin Berettas. He
pulled both out and stepped out onto the late-night street, his crimson red trenchcoat glistening
by the light of a street lamp.
"It ends here!" Tsai got a glimpse of his pursuer, and started squeezing the triggers on
each gun.
"BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!" All the bullets were direct hits in the torso area, yet they seemed
to only slow down rather than subdue his target. Whatever it was, it lurched closer, until it
lethargically slumped to the ground in front of Tsai. Then Tsai looked in horror as he saw the
creature's face, it was Zheng Liu, his contact for the Black Orchid Society.
"Zheng! Oh my God! I didn't know it was you!" Tsai tried to tend to his wounds, yet
much to his surprise and horror, there were none to be found, Zheng's body was completely
flawless, even his black suit was intact, there were no signs of any bullets even coming close to
penetrating anything!
"Tsaaaaaaai... hellppp meee..." Zheng looked up at Tsai, and slowly chunks of his face
started melting off like ice cream on a hot summer day, revealing tissue and muscle underneath.
Tsai was familiar with the color, a crimson he had come to recognize so well.
"What the hell is going on?!" Tsai began to reel back in shock, he had no idea what was
happening to the only true friend he had.
"Tsaaaaaai... urggh..." Zheng's pupils faded to a murky white. He was no longer Zheng,
now he was... well, whatever he was, Tsai didn't want to know, beneath its soulless white eyes
Tsai only saw a hunger, a deep insatiable hunger. Tsai wanted to move, yet he was frozen.
"Get up! Get UP DAMMIT!" No matter what he said and yelled, his body wouldn't respond.
The rotting body formerly known to him as Zheng clumsily got up, it had lost all the grace of a
former assassin. It slowly started towards Tsai, each step made a sickening and soft crunch on
the ground. Tsai yelled at himself to try to move, but he was paralyzed. The creature came in
closer, until Tsai could smell the gangrenous living corpse. He no longer heard Zheng's voice,
only moans of hunger. Then the creature attempted to kneel down, a sickening pop echoed as its
rotted knees gave out. It landed next to Tsai, it's mouth open as it bit down on his neck, warm
blood pouring out from the freshly bit jugular. Tsai gasped in pain, it had been a while since
he had physically felt it. Then it just stopped hurting, and he faded off...
"Riiiiiing! Riiiiiiing! Riiiiii-click!" Tsai picked up the charging cell phone next to
his bed.
"Hello?"
"Nihao ma Tsai Jian."
"Just fine Zheng."
"The Black Orchid Society has decided to give you your desired resignation."
"That's a relief, so when d-"
"But..."
"But what?"
"You have one more task before they let you go."
"Well? What is it?"
"You're being sent to an island off the coast of Italy. Your target is Maximilian
Barton, he was formerly a respected scientist working for us, however he has crossed the 'no
human guinea pigs' boundary in one of the experiments that we had hired him for. As you know,
the penalty for disobedience is death."
"Yeah. So will the chopper be picking me up?"
"Yes, be ready in about 90 minutes. It will be waiting on the rooftop of the old
Nichiren building."
"Ok. I'll be there then."
"Goodbye Tsai, the Black Orchid Society won't be the same without you."
"Yeah, I'll feel sense of loss too Zheng. Bye." Tsai pushed the end button on his cell
phone before setting it on vibrate.
"Now... time to pack." Tsai got up from his bed and proceeded to his closet. He flung
open the doors and put on a pair of black slacks and a black oxford shirt over the underwear he
had worn to sleep. putting on black socks and his black leather shoes, he finished his outfit by
donning the infamous crimson red trenchcoat that distinguished him from the other assassins of
the Black Orchid Society. He reached into the pocket of his trenchcoat and put on a pair of
black gloves that fit his hands like an extra skin. He went back to his closet and pulled out a
hidden part of the wall, where he housed his in-home arsenal. He took out his custom twin
Beretta 92FSes and stuck them in the holsters he had hung around his torso. Then he decided on
taking two silenced MAC-10s that he stashed on the sides of his hips, he took extra ammo clips
for both his guns and put them in the compartments on his back, lastly, he took his trusty combat
knife and attached it to a clip he had on his shoulder. This was all the gear he could conceal
on the way to the airlift, however he knew that the chopper would also be well armed as well,
with plenty of rifles and shotguns that would be impossible to carry along Hong Kong streets.
Stepping out into the kitchen, Tsai grabbed an iced coffee from his refrigerator, he checked his
genuine Rolex watch before heading out, it was 6:21 AM, he pushed buttons on what looked like a
security alarm next to his door, in reality, it was a bomb that he had set up should any
unexpected visitors decide to look for evidence to put him away. Tsai went back into his room,
opened the window, and went down the fire escape, on his way to the run-down old Nichiren
building in the southeast.
"Whirrr..." The helicopter's rotors spun and cut the air around them as the pilot waited
for Tsai. He had only waited for 30 seconds before Tsai came in the chopper.
"Are you ready to go Mr. Jian?" yelled the pilot over the sounds of the copter.
"Yeah, let's get the hell out of here, the sooner this is over with the sooner I can move
to New York."
"Right away then!" The helicopter lifted off the roof of the building.
"I'm going to drop you off at an airfield, from there another pilot will take you to the
island! If you need more weapons there is a cache of weapons in the airplane. Is that clear?"
"Yes." A few hours later, Tsai transferred from the helicopter to the other pilot's
plane, their ETA at the island was 90 minutes from their current position. The plane lifted off
the runway and Tsai was on his way to his last hit.
Tsai pondered to himself as the plane flew, wondering how exactly he would kill his last
target. Would he do it with his Berettas in a flurry of bullets? Or would he sneak up silently
and slit his throat? Maybe he should let the bastard suffer as he shot the legs and arms,
letting him suffer for a minute or two as he lay on the ground unable to move his limbs. Tsai
had done all this and more to his previous victims, this would be his 150th kill, not counting
all those he had killed in self-defense. His way was the way of the gun. Kill or be killed.
Why did Tsai decide to join this business? He was a thrill-seeker. A young prodigy from the age
of 15, where he had taken a gun from a dead security guard and managed to kill the assassin that
had been hired to kill his diplomat father. This assassin worked for the Lotus Angel
Corporation, and was one of their best, the fact that he had been killed by such a young man had
nothing to do with luck, Tsai Jian was a natural born killer. When he was 16 his parents died in
a car accident, killed by a drunk driver. Soon after a mysterious man in black asked him if was
interested in getting an internship of sorts, for the Black Orchid Society, his food, lodging,
and education would be paid and provided for. How could he refuse? The man's name was Zheng
Liu, he had been monitoring Tsai ever since he killed the assassin from the Lotus Angels and
instantly recognized his potential. Zheng became like an older brother to Tsai, he was only 10
years older than him. He taught Tsai the ways of the assassin, how to make the gun an extension
of your mind, and to put your soul behind the bullet. He lived life one hit at a time, and
eventually became Tsai's official contact once Tsai had made 10 successful kills in the course of
a week. He was only 17. Now, at age 27, things had come full circle, and Tsai wanted out, it's
not that he hated killing, it's just that it had lost the thrill and rush it once had. Now it
was just a monotonous and boring play, where the actors traded bullets like lines, and whoever
executed theirs better got to live to tell about it.
The pilot came out from the cockpit and confronted Tsai.
"What are you doing pilot? Isn't that the island right below us? Shouldn't you be
landing us?"
"You would think so wouldn't you? I guess Zheng didn't tell you, there's no such thing
as retirement from the Black Orchid Society!" The pilot drew a gun and pointed it straight at
Tsai, however he was met by a quick kick to the groin, Tsai grabbed the gun and pointed it at the
pilot.
"Land this thing!" Yelled Tsai.
"Go ahead... shoot me. You're screwed either way!" Tsai was right, he didn't know what
to do. Suddenly the pilot got up and headbutted Tsai in the stomach, sending him reeling back as
he gasped for air. The pilot opened the plane door and jumped out, a parachute attached to his
back.
"See you in hell Tsai! Of course, I'll see you much, much later!" The pilot jumped out
of the plane, and Tsai quickly followed suit, knowing that there was no other parachutes. The
pilot pulled out another gun from the compartment of his parachute and attempted to shoot Tsai,
missing every shot as Tsai fell closer, the weight of the concealed weapons he had was pulling
him down faster. Tsai caught up with the pilot and grabbed his arm carrying the gun, he twisted
it until he heard a breaking snap. The pilot yelled in pain.
"You're no assassin." said Tsai in a cold, serious tone.
"Do-don't kill me! Please!" begged the pilot.
"Real assassins don't yell in pain. They embrace it, they rejoice in it. Do you know
why?"
"N-n-no..." the pilot's voice had turned to a high-pitched whimper.
"Because assassins... are always ready to die!" Tsai turned the pilots arm to his head
and pulled the trigger, a stream of red blood poured up at him. Tsai quickly detached the
parachute and put it on his own back, it would be about 100 more feet before he had to pull the
cord. He reached the right altitude and pulled it, the chute opened, and Tsai was suddenly
pulled back by as he suddenly felt less G-forces acting on his body, he slowly drifted to the
island, on his way down he saw the research facility where his target was in the distance. As he
landed, something caught his peripheral vision, he turned his head and saw a black orchid fall on
the sand near him.
"Shit..." thought Tsai. The trademark of all Black Orchid assassins, each and every one
dropped one before making their kill, if you saw it, you knew you weren't going to make it out
alive. Suddenly, more black orchids dropped, and more, and more, numerous orchids surrounded
Tsai, and he knew it was going to be one hell of a retirement party...
END CHAPTER 1...