Resident Evil - Blood Opera
a fanfic by Jian DeLeon
Chapter 3 - Lone Gunmen
Zheng stared at the picture Tsai had dropped, tears welled up in his eyes. He would make
it up to him somehow. Picking up the shotgun Tsai had left for him, Zheng got up and walked
toward the residential part of the research facility.
"Tsai's right, if anyone's got answers, it's Maximilian Barton..." Zheng thought.
Tsai trudged through the tropical jungle, the heat was beginning to get to him, he was
wearing all black and a trenchcoat, after all.
"Damn it. I have to get off this island... but how? Maybe Zheng would know. Yet...
I can't talk to him yet. I just can't believe he set me up! I knew this was probably gonna be
a trap... but still... he's my o-" Tsai's moment to himself was interrupted by some familar
moans. He looked behind him to see a group of three zombies, slowly lurching toward him, Tsai
readied his shotgun.
"Better not waste ammo..." he thought. So he took an alternative course of action,
turning his shotgun around he smacked a zombie in the hip, the impact of the hit and the brunt
metal butt of the gun tore the zombie in half. Tsai followed suit with the next zombie, yet
this time smacked its head off, it flew three feet before landing in the grass, its body deathly
falling to the ground. For the third he jammed the shotgun through its torso, impaling it.
"Urrgggh!" the zombie moaned in either pain or surprise. Tsai didn't know. He quickly
slammed his hand on the end of the shotgun facing him, forcing the gun to fly upwards as it cut
through the tender skin and bone of the zombie, ripping its upper body in half as blood spurted
out, some of which got on Tsai's clothing. Picking up the shotgun and cleaning it off, he
searched the bodies of the zombies, finding ammo clips and shotgun shells. He also ran across
blueprints of the research facility. Apparently the assassins sent to kill him were given maps
of the island.
"Hm? What's this? A boathouse?" Tsai squinted to make sure what he was seeing was
true. On the map there was a space marked "Boathouse" in the lower level of the main house in
the residential area of the facility.
"That's it... that's where I've gotta go!"
"BLAM! BLAM!" Zheng dispatched two more zombies on his way up the stairs of the main
house. He was running low on shotgun shells. He estimated that there was about 50 more or so
assassins left on this island. However the zombies he had just killed were different. He
closely examined one of the corpses.
"Name: Gregory Stock, Ph.D. Position: Research Assistant... my god..." Zheng realized
who these zombies were, the other workers that worked on the virus along with Barton.
"There... there must be more survivors!" Zheng's thought was interrupted by more
approaching zombies. He readied his gun and quickly fired, hearing bodies fall to the ground,
a soft 'thump!' on the old yet posh carpet floor. It was a bit hard to see in the dark, yet
a little sunlight had poured in from windows and gaping holes in the house. Zheng turned his
head to the left, he heard some barking in the distance.
"Did they? Oh shit. The rotweilers." Zheng remembered, Barton had been given
numerous guard dogs should any visitors or workers decide to sneak out of the facility at night.
Barton's paranoia caused him to believe that they were all out to report what had gone on here
to the authorities. Zheng caught a dark blur in the side of his eye, and the next thing he knew
he was slammed on the ground.
Tsai walked towards the main building. It towered at about 3 stories tall, the stairs he
was at went down another 50 or so feet. The house looked much bigger than it actually was.
"BLAM! BLAM!" Tsai ran toward the sound of the shotgun fire, he somersaulted through
the already open front doors and drew his shotgun, ready to blast anything he recognized as a
threat. However... there was nothing. Only death. Not just any death, the death of those
already dead. Tsai looked at the zombie corpses lying still on the ground, he saw a few dead
zombie dogs as well, most were in a state of rigor mortis, like they had just been shot.
"What the hell is wrong with this place?" he muttered to himself. He looked at the map
he had obtained from the dead zombie assassin. Suddenly he heard footsteps in the distance and
turned and aimed his gun in their direction, only to be met by another gun in the face.
"Freeze!" both men said in unison. Tsai examined the guy in front of him, he had a big
bushy beard surrounding his chin. His clothes were a little tattered and somewhat worn.
"Who are you?!" both men said the same thing at the same time once again.
"You answer me first!" demanded the bearded man.
"My name is Li Chaoran. I am here to look for a boat house. My plane crashed on the way
here and I am trying to get off the island."
"The boat house eh? Give me your gun." Tsai complied with the bearded man, luckily he
still had his Berettas hidden underneath his coat. Suddenly Tsai felt the brush of cold metal
on the back of his head, something he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Ok, I'm going to tell you where to go. If you pull any funny shit I'm going to pull
this trigger." Tsai felt it best to agree with the stranger for now, he needed to get to the
boat house. The bearded man led him down a few flights of stairs. Tsai reached to open the
first door he saw.
"DON'T do that!" yelled his captor.
"What's behind this door? I'm just curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat Mr. Chaoran. Now continue going forward." Finally they
reached the boat house, Tsai opened the door, only to find 4 other people in just about the same
condition as the bearded man. The room they were in was lined wall to wall with non-perishable
foods. The floor ended and there was a gap, where water was. To the far end of the room was
what Tsai made out to be a garage for a boat. A lone red bulb cast an eerie light across the
room. Tsai noticed that the gun had been removed from the back of his head.
"Oh... so you trust me now?" he said. He thought wrong, as the 2 other men in the group
grabbed him as the other patted him down.
"Take off the coat." the bearded man said to the others, they complied, revealing Tsai's
hidden Berettas.
"I see you've found my hidden stash." Tsai joked. The bearded man replied by slapping
him in the face. He checked in Tsai's pocket, pulling out three passports, each with a different
name, as well as a number of phony ID cards, all with Tsai's picture, but not his name.
"Who are you really Mr. Chaoran?" asked the bearded man inqusitively. He picked up one
of Tsai's Berettas and pointed it at him.
"My name is Tsai Jian. I was an assassin sent here to kill Maximilian Barton. However
it ended up being an assassination attempt on me."
"Are there others like you?"
"There were many, about 250, however I killed some of them, the others have probably
been turned into zombies. There was an accident in the bottling room."
"What do you mean?!"
"I shot one of the tanks, setting off some sort of gas which I'm told had contained a
mutated form of some virus."
"He might be infected too!" shouted one of the other men.
"No, if that were true he would have mutated by now." replied the bearded man.
"However... there is one person I know is alive, my partner, Zheng Liu. Unless you are
the ones responsible for the bloodbath above, I think he's in this building as well."
"Hmm... you run a good story Mr. Jian, if that really is your name."
"Why would I lie to you now?"
"We all have our reasons... allow me to introduce myself." The bearded man's tone began
to seem more congenial.
"I am Richard Wilcott. Those two other men are Dr. Peter Lynch and Nicholas Malone.
The women are Dr. Kate Prescott and Andrea Kim. We are all that is left of the research team."
"It's my turn to ask the questions now." said Tsai.
"First, how come you five haven't been infected with the virus yet?"
"Well, we don't really know. We all were the first research team that really worked with
the virus, but even then we worked in a highly sanitized environment, my only guess is that
somehow we've built an immunity."
"What about Maximilian Barton?" Andrea opened her mouth to speak,
"Max is crazy. He's been holed up in his office for the past month. God knows what the
hell he's up to."
"What was in that door earlier?"
"Oh... you mean... the basement."
"What? What do you mean?"
"The basement is another part of the research facility where we housed our... more
dangerous experiments."
"What do you mean? The super-assassins?"
"How did you know?!"
"Zheng and I work for the Black Orchid Society. They were the ones that funded this
whole operation."
"So... they were the anonymous benefactor Max never told us about."
"I guess. Anyway, go on about this basement."
"Well, to put it bluntly, an earlier experiment went FUBAR and we were unable to destroy
what we created, so we incapacitated it and kept it locked away."
"What are you talking about exactly?"
"Well, the monster in there operates on a human heart. We simply destroyed the heart to
incapacitate the creature... but Maximilian wants that thing out, and he wants to send it as a
present to the Black Orchid Society, payback for leaving us all on this god-forsaken place."
"And how would he deliver it exactly?"
"Well, he has a giant helicopter on the roof, however, only Nicholas knows how to fly
one, but if we set that creature loose, it wouldn't stop at the Black Orchid Society, it would
wreak havoc on the whole world, and worse still, that thing's covered in TVE."
"TVE?"
"Yes, T-Virus Enhanced, it's the technical name of the virus you were talking about."
"And by enhanced you mean that it makes people mutate faster?"
"Yes, and if this thing was let loose on the world, well, you can tell what would happen.
That's why we decided to contain it, and lock it up. Richard has the key to the room, and we
have a small arsenal of guns, that's why Maximilian is so mad at us. We're his little rebel
faction."
"So why didn't you 5 just go and storm Maximilian's office, kill him, and get the hell
out of here?"
"We're not exactly assassins like you. The way up to his office is no cake walk, there's
a lot of monsters up there, we're hugely outnumbered, and we've only got a limited amount of
ammo."
"Then I'll lead the assault." Tsai stood up proudly.
"What do you mean? How can you lead if you have no idea where to go?"
"Because I have this." Tsai pulled out the map.
"Just tell me where we need to go." the 6 gathered around the map and began to plan out
a strategy.
Zheng was pinned on the 2nd floor staircase. He was completely dry of ammo. He examined
himself for any injuries, he hadn't been bit by anything, luckily, however he was clawed by some
of the dogs earlier. He turned a corner, there were five zombies clumsily walking in his
direction. He plotted a strategy to dodge them, when suddenly he heard the sound of windows
crashing, followed by the sounds of three blazing uzis...
END CHAPTER 3...
a fanfic by Jian DeLeon
Chapter 3 - Lone Gunmen
Zheng stared at the picture Tsai had dropped, tears welled up in his eyes. He would make
it up to him somehow. Picking up the shotgun Tsai had left for him, Zheng got up and walked
toward the residential part of the research facility.
"Tsai's right, if anyone's got answers, it's Maximilian Barton..." Zheng thought.
Tsai trudged through the tropical jungle, the heat was beginning to get to him, he was
wearing all black and a trenchcoat, after all.
"Damn it. I have to get off this island... but how? Maybe Zheng would know. Yet...
I can't talk to him yet. I just can't believe he set me up! I knew this was probably gonna be
a trap... but still... he's my o-" Tsai's moment to himself was interrupted by some familar
moans. He looked behind him to see a group of three zombies, slowly lurching toward him, Tsai
readied his shotgun.
"Better not waste ammo..." he thought. So he took an alternative course of action,
turning his shotgun around he smacked a zombie in the hip, the impact of the hit and the brunt
metal butt of the gun tore the zombie in half. Tsai followed suit with the next zombie, yet
this time smacked its head off, it flew three feet before landing in the grass, its body deathly
falling to the ground. For the third he jammed the shotgun through its torso, impaling it.
"Urrgggh!" the zombie moaned in either pain or surprise. Tsai didn't know. He quickly
slammed his hand on the end of the shotgun facing him, forcing the gun to fly upwards as it cut
through the tender skin and bone of the zombie, ripping its upper body in half as blood spurted
out, some of which got on Tsai's clothing. Picking up the shotgun and cleaning it off, he
searched the bodies of the zombies, finding ammo clips and shotgun shells. He also ran across
blueprints of the research facility. Apparently the assassins sent to kill him were given maps
of the island.
"Hm? What's this? A boathouse?" Tsai squinted to make sure what he was seeing was
true. On the map there was a space marked "Boathouse" in the lower level of the main house in
the residential area of the facility.
"That's it... that's where I've gotta go!"
"BLAM! BLAM!" Zheng dispatched two more zombies on his way up the stairs of the main
house. He was running low on shotgun shells. He estimated that there was about 50 more or so
assassins left on this island. However the zombies he had just killed were different. He
closely examined one of the corpses.
"Name: Gregory Stock, Ph.D. Position: Research Assistant... my god..." Zheng realized
who these zombies were, the other workers that worked on the virus along with Barton.
"There... there must be more survivors!" Zheng's thought was interrupted by more
approaching zombies. He readied his gun and quickly fired, hearing bodies fall to the ground,
a soft 'thump!' on the old yet posh carpet floor. It was a bit hard to see in the dark, yet
a little sunlight had poured in from windows and gaping holes in the house. Zheng turned his
head to the left, he heard some barking in the distance.
"Did they? Oh shit. The rotweilers." Zheng remembered, Barton had been given
numerous guard dogs should any visitors or workers decide to sneak out of the facility at night.
Barton's paranoia caused him to believe that they were all out to report what had gone on here
to the authorities. Zheng caught a dark blur in the side of his eye, and the next thing he knew
he was slammed on the ground.
Tsai walked towards the main building. It towered at about 3 stories tall, the stairs he
was at went down another 50 or so feet. The house looked much bigger than it actually was.
"BLAM! BLAM!" Tsai ran toward the sound of the shotgun fire, he somersaulted through
the already open front doors and drew his shotgun, ready to blast anything he recognized as a
threat. However... there was nothing. Only death. Not just any death, the death of those
already dead. Tsai looked at the zombie corpses lying still on the ground, he saw a few dead
zombie dogs as well, most were in a state of rigor mortis, like they had just been shot.
"What the hell is wrong with this place?" he muttered to himself. He looked at the map
he had obtained from the dead zombie assassin. Suddenly he heard footsteps in the distance and
turned and aimed his gun in their direction, only to be met by another gun in the face.
"Freeze!" both men said in unison. Tsai examined the guy in front of him, he had a big
bushy beard surrounding his chin. His clothes were a little tattered and somewhat worn.
"Who are you?!" both men said the same thing at the same time once again.
"You answer me first!" demanded the bearded man.
"My name is Li Chaoran. I am here to look for a boat house. My plane crashed on the way
here and I am trying to get off the island."
"The boat house eh? Give me your gun." Tsai complied with the bearded man, luckily he
still had his Berettas hidden underneath his coat. Suddenly Tsai felt the brush of cold metal
on the back of his head, something he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Ok, I'm going to tell you where to go. If you pull any funny shit I'm going to pull
this trigger." Tsai felt it best to agree with the stranger for now, he needed to get to the
boat house. The bearded man led him down a few flights of stairs. Tsai reached to open the
first door he saw.
"DON'T do that!" yelled his captor.
"What's behind this door? I'm just curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat Mr. Chaoran. Now continue going forward." Finally they
reached the boat house, Tsai opened the door, only to find 4 other people in just about the same
condition as the bearded man. The room they were in was lined wall to wall with non-perishable
foods. The floor ended and there was a gap, where water was. To the far end of the room was
what Tsai made out to be a garage for a boat. A lone red bulb cast an eerie light across the
room. Tsai noticed that the gun had been removed from the back of his head.
"Oh... so you trust me now?" he said. He thought wrong, as the 2 other men in the group
grabbed him as the other patted him down.
"Take off the coat." the bearded man said to the others, they complied, revealing Tsai's
hidden Berettas.
"I see you've found my hidden stash." Tsai joked. The bearded man replied by slapping
him in the face. He checked in Tsai's pocket, pulling out three passports, each with a different
name, as well as a number of phony ID cards, all with Tsai's picture, but not his name.
"Who are you really Mr. Chaoran?" asked the bearded man inqusitively. He picked up one
of Tsai's Berettas and pointed it at him.
"My name is Tsai Jian. I was an assassin sent here to kill Maximilian Barton. However
it ended up being an assassination attempt on me."
"Are there others like you?"
"There were many, about 250, however I killed some of them, the others have probably
been turned into zombies. There was an accident in the bottling room."
"What do you mean?!"
"I shot one of the tanks, setting off some sort of gas which I'm told had contained a
mutated form of some virus."
"He might be infected too!" shouted one of the other men.
"No, if that were true he would have mutated by now." replied the bearded man.
"However... there is one person I know is alive, my partner, Zheng Liu. Unless you are
the ones responsible for the bloodbath above, I think he's in this building as well."
"Hmm... you run a good story Mr. Jian, if that really is your name."
"Why would I lie to you now?"
"We all have our reasons... allow me to introduce myself." The bearded man's tone began
to seem more congenial.
"I am Richard Wilcott. Those two other men are Dr. Peter Lynch and Nicholas Malone.
The women are Dr. Kate Prescott and Andrea Kim. We are all that is left of the research team."
"It's my turn to ask the questions now." said Tsai.
"First, how come you five haven't been infected with the virus yet?"
"Well, we don't really know. We all were the first research team that really worked with
the virus, but even then we worked in a highly sanitized environment, my only guess is that
somehow we've built an immunity."
"What about Maximilian Barton?" Andrea opened her mouth to speak,
"Max is crazy. He's been holed up in his office for the past month. God knows what the
hell he's up to."
"What was in that door earlier?"
"Oh... you mean... the basement."
"What? What do you mean?"
"The basement is another part of the research facility where we housed our... more
dangerous experiments."
"What do you mean? The super-assassins?"
"How did you know?!"
"Zheng and I work for the Black Orchid Society. They were the ones that funded this
whole operation."
"So... they were the anonymous benefactor Max never told us about."
"I guess. Anyway, go on about this basement."
"Well, to put it bluntly, an earlier experiment went FUBAR and we were unable to destroy
what we created, so we incapacitated it and kept it locked away."
"What are you talking about exactly?"
"Well, the monster in there operates on a human heart. We simply destroyed the heart to
incapacitate the creature... but Maximilian wants that thing out, and he wants to send it as a
present to the Black Orchid Society, payback for leaving us all on this god-forsaken place."
"And how would he deliver it exactly?"
"Well, he has a giant helicopter on the roof, however, only Nicholas knows how to fly
one, but if we set that creature loose, it wouldn't stop at the Black Orchid Society, it would
wreak havoc on the whole world, and worse still, that thing's covered in TVE."
"TVE?"
"Yes, T-Virus Enhanced, it's the technical name of the virus you were talking about."
"And by enhanced you mean that it makes people mutate faster?"
"Yes, and if this thing was let loose on the world, well, you can tell what would happen.
That's why we decided to contain it, and lock it up. Richard has the key to the room, and we
have a small arsenal of guns, that's why Maximilian is so mad at us. We're his little rebel
faction."
"So why didn't you 5 just go and storm Maximilian's office, kill him, and get the hell
out of here?"
"We're not exactly assassins like you. The way up to his office is no cake walk, there's
a lot of monsters up there, we're hugely outnumbered, and we've only got a limited amount of
ammo."
"Then I'll lead the assault." Tsai stood up proudly.
"What do you mean? How can you lead if you have no idea where to go?"
"Because I have this." Tsai pulled out the map.
"Just tell me where we need to go." the 6 gathered around the map and began to plan out
a strategy.
Zheng was pinned on the 2nd floor staircase. He was completely dry of ammo. He examined
himself for any injuries, he hadn't been bit by anything, luckily, however he was clawed by some
of the dogs earlier. He turned a corner, there were five zombies clumsily walking in his
direction. He plotted a strategy to dodge them, when suddenly he heard the sound of windows
crashing, followed by the sounds of three blazing uzis...
END CHAPTER 3...