Black Lagoon Season 3, The Third Volley

by Deathglider003

This is an unofficial season of BL. This is after Revy and Rock return from Japan. A new arrival has come to Roanapur and he has plans for it. A type of redecorating that involves the three B's: Blood, Bodies, and Bullets. This is called The Third Volley.

10. Chapter 10

Episode 10

[Opening Theme: MELL – Red Fraction]

Title: A Comedic Performance of Roanapur

[Opening Scene]

After a long trip back from their so called "vacation" the crew of the Lagoon pulls back into their port. Revy is the first to exit. She leaps onto the dock and ties the Lagoon off onto the dock. Dutch takes the keys out of the ignition and heads up top. Benny is the second to walk outside. He gazes up at the sky. The sun was blaring down his face. "It's going to be a hot day," he said as he then covered his face from the sun. "Well its better than another damn hurricane," Revy retorted. Dutch had finally reached topside and looked at Roanapur. "It's good to be home," Dutch said. "Where's Rock?" he asked Benny. "I think he's still down below in the crew lounge," he said. Dutch turned around and headed back down into the Lagoon. Revy helped Benny with the bags and headed to car that was parked near the dock. Dutch opened the crew lounge door and saw Rock just staring at the ground. "You're going to burn a hole into the Lagoon if you keep staring at the ground like that," Dutch said with a faint smile. Rock looked up at Dutch. Sweat dribbled down his forehead onto his eyebrows dropping off onto the ground. "I killed a Federal Agent Dutch; I'm so fucked aren't I?" Rock asked. "Pretty much," Dutch said. "Get over it Rock, it was either you or him. Now quit sulking and let's go," he said unsympathetically as he reached his hand out to Rock to help him up. Rock grasped his hand and got up. The two walked back up topside together. As they reached the top they saw Benny lying on the ground with the bags lying at his side. Dutch rushed over to Benny to see what had happened. "Revy!" he shouted trying to call her over. Revy turned around and saw what had happened to Benny. As Revy started to run to Dutch she saw Rock get yanked off the boat and into the water as something pulled him in. She quickly changed direction from Dutch and headed straight toward the Lagoon. Just then with in a blink of an eye the Lagoon blew up. The large explosion kicked Benny and Dutch along with Revy off the dock. They crashed into the water. Dutch held onto Benny and kept his head above the water ensuring he didn't drown.

Revy swam to the surface. She spewed out blood from her mouth as she breached the surface. A large piece of metal shrapnel had pierced her abdomen. "ROCK!" she screamed trying to call out to him but there was no voice. She screamed out his name again but the only answer was the roaring flames of the wreckage of the Lagoon. "Revy can you make it shore?" Dutch yelled. "Aw shit, I think so," she replied. She was applying pressure to her wound with one hand while she used the other one to keep her afloat. As she swam to shore she could hear the sound boat engines approaching her. She turned her head to her six o'clock and sure enough two boats approached her at high speed. She let go of her wound and started to swim faster with both hands but it was no use because within second the boats were upon her. One boat abruptly stopped by the side of as the other cut her off from Dutch and Benny. Three armed men stood up from the boat and pointed their weapons at her. She took a deep breath quickly and dove underwater. "Get her!" one of the armed men said to his comrades. Two men from the other boat dove in after. They saw Revy headed towards the sinking wreckage of the Lagoon. The men swam after her as quickly as possible. Revy swirled onto her back as if to do a backstroke but she instead pulled her cutlasses and fired them underwater. She fired off two rounds. The bullets spiraled into the man's chest and shoulder. He screamed but only bubbles of air came out from his mouth. He sank down deeper only to drown thereafter. The other man looked at his fallen comrade and went back up the surface. Revy felt her lungs expanding as if they were going to explode. She quickly swam to the surface to get more air but as she surfaced for air one of the speed boats passed her by quickly only to snag her up with a net. She got entangled within the net and was dragged behind the boat. The boat slowed to a halt and she was drugged onto the boat. "Look at what I caught guys, a bitch of the sea," a female voice said. The men laughed as they cut away the net. She recognized the voice but couldn't place a face with the voice. "What about the other two ma'am?" a guard asked. The woman looked at Dutch and Benny reaching shore. "Leave them, boss only wanted the Japanese man and this bitch," she snarled. "Payback's a bitch," the woman said as she kicked Revy in the face knocking her out. The boats took off leaving Dutch and Benny behind on shore.

[Scene cuts to Yellow flag Bar]

Eda beckons Bao for another drink. "Have you heard about Hotel Moscow not being able to contact their higher ups?" Eda asked. "How you know that?" Bao asked inquisitively. "I've got my sources," she said with smile. She downs the shot and starts to speak again. "Turns out that all of Balalaika's contacts are being slaughtered back home; these are high ranking officials might I add, not some lowly bodyguards," she stated. "Yeah, go on" Bao insisted. "Now the word around here is that Balalaika's trying to become big boss of the entire Russian Mafia," she said as he got up from her seat. "I heard other wise," a male voice said. Eda turned her head to the voice and saw rotten sitting in the corner with Shenhua and Sawyer. "Oh yeah lover boy?" Eda snapped. "Then please, enlighten me on what's happening," she said. "Well I think it's a rival who's taking the higher ups to get to Balalaika," Rotten said sipping his flat water. "You sure you're not drinking vodka there?" Eda asked pointing to his glass "because what you're saying is that someone is stupid enough to take on all of the Russian Mafia," she finished. "Think about it, there was only one man who opposed Balalaika and he had the enough military support to cause her problems," Rotten said. "Rotten has a point," Bao said. "Don't tell me you believe him too?" Eda said surprised. "That guy is dead, end of story," she said barging out of the bar. "Hey you forgot to pay your tab!" Bao shouted. "I'll get you back next time," she said as she rounded the corner laughing out loud.

Eda made her way back to the church. She felt uneasy about hearing that the possibility of Chriton being alive. She could remember how close he was to killing her off. Even though months had passed since the last encounter she could still feel the heat of the flames of the bombs being dropped onto the church. Eda shook the image of him out from his mind and tried to think of something else. Looking out in the distance she could see black smoke rising from the beach. Since she wasn't due back at the church for awhile she decided to check it out. Upon getting to beach she saw Dutch helping Benny up. She quickened her pace and hurried to them. "Holy shit, what the hell happen to you guys?" she asked as she helped up Benny. "Eda, you're a sight for sore eyes," Dutch said. "We just got back an hour ago to only be ambushed by someone," Dutch said. "They sunk my boat and took Revy and Rock," Dutch said. "Wait, they took them as like, hostages? Who'd be crazy enough to do that?" She asked. "I don't know but right now I need to get Benny some help. After that I can concentrate on figuring things out," he said. Eda helped them back to the docks where they were ambushed. They got into the car and made their way to the church.

"So Revy and sailor boy were captured?" Eda asked again. "Yeah, from what I can tell they were waiting for us. They hit quickly and knew who was who between the four of us," Dutch said. Eda hesitated to say anything. Once again the only thought of Chriton came to mind. Benny had started to regain consciousness. "Where are we?" he asked softly. "We're in the car headed to the church," Dutch said. "What happened?" he asked. "We were ambushed by a group of people. Revy and Rock have been taken hostage by someone and you were shot in the shoulder," Dutch replied. "Oh ok, that's why I can't feel my right arm, am I going to be fine?" he inquired. "Yeah man, the bullet went in and out. I managed to bandage up the wound the best I could with your shirt, I'll fix you up as soon as we get to the church," Dutch said as he looked and Benny in the rearview mirror. "Eda, from the church helped you out too," he said. Benny turned his head and saw Eda. She looked at him through the rearview mirror. "I couldn't just leave you guys to die, you're one of our best customers," she said with a sarcastic smile. The car raced down the highway rushing back to the church. What would have taken an hour to get to the church only took 20 minutes. Eda pulled the handbrake and skidded into a parking spot. They got out and took Benny inside. "Rico, get the first aid!" she yelled. Rico ran to the back and got the first aid. Eda and Dutch heaved Benny onto her drinking table. They put him on his stomach and took off the makeshift bandage. "Move Dutch I can handle this," Eda said pushing him out of the way. Rico took the flashlight from the kit and pointed onto the gun shot wound. "It's a clean shot, it should be easy to stitch up," Eda said confidently. "Hold the fucking light still Rico, so I can see what I'm doing," she barked. As Eda stitched up Benny, Dutch had taken a seat on the wooden benches. He rummaged around his pockets and for a cigarette and found a pack. He pulled it out and looked at them. He turned them upside down and out came a bit of water. He crushed the package with his hands and threw it at the wall angrily. About an hour later Eda had finished stitching up Benny. Benny had fallen asleep on the table through the stitching. Eda tossed the bloodied rag over her shoulder and told Rico to help Benny to the bed in the back. Eda sat down next to Dutch and offered one of her cigarettes to him. He took one and they lit up the two together. "What do you think?" Dutch asked. Eda inhaled and blew out quickly "I think Roanapur has got its work cut out for her," she said. "Yep," Dutch replied.

[Scene cuts to Balalaika's office with Balalaika and Boris watching a security feed from one of higher ranking officers in Moscow]

The two watched as the front door guards were killed from a distance. Their bodies flung backwards hitting the front door with great force. "A high powered sniper rifle could only do that Capitan," Boris said. Balalaika stayed silent. She saw three shadows approaching the house. Two armed guards guarding one hooded figure. The figure quickly removed his arm from his cloak and shot out the video camera; Balalaika switch to the inside security camera. The camera was pointed at the front door from the second floor corner. She saw 4 guards aiming their sub machine guns at the door and waiting for the time to open fire. The men were startled as they heard knocking at the door then the power went. They opened fire as soon as the lights went out. Muzzle flashes and tracer rounds could only be seen from the security feed now from the men as they attacked the front door. They stopped to reload and that's when it happened. A giant explosion blew open what was left of the front doors. A fireball blew into the house knocking down the guards. The security feed went black and Balalaika switched to the last one that was position in the back of Vladimir's office. Vladimir was a bulky beast of a man. He had a grizzly beard and moustache. The only thing was combed was his hair. He was nick named The Kodiak for his ruthless tactics in dealing with people who opposed him. It was him and only his single bodyguard standing in his office. Vladimir had placed an M60 on top of his desk waited patiently to open fire on whoever came through his door. Minutes passed and nothing had happen. He pointed to his bodyguard and told him to go check out what's going on. The bodyguard nodded and stepped slowly to the front door avoiding making any type of sound. He put his ear against the door and listened carefully to anything that might be outside. Balalaika read the guards lips and saw him say "I don't hear anything". After whispering that sentence to Vladimir the guard fell to floor from a bullet exiting through the side of his temple. Vladimir became enraged at the sight of his last man dying and released hell onto the office doors. The 7.62mm bullets punctured the metal frames of the door knocking them off its' hinges. "You think you can kill me like the others?" he bellowed. "You're facing the Kodiak, I'll tear you limb from limb and eat your still beating heart asshole!" he shouted as he continue to unload the M60 at the entrance. Over three minutes of concentrated fire he then released the trigger in hopes that he had killed whoever was out there. The smoke lifted and saw only the body of his dead bodyguard lying on the floor still. He could hear steps out the door. He frantically pulled out another belt of ammo and hurried his loading. Five armed guards came rushing into his office and encircled him. Vladimir reached for his stetchkin pistol and turned it on the guards. A gunshot was heard from the back and the gun was clipped from his hand landing heavily on the ground making a loud thud noise.

In walked the cloaked man. He was wearing tactical camouflage gear with Kevlar body armor. He had double leather pistol holders hanging from his shoulders. Inside the holster was a Taurus PT1911 Duotone the other pistol he was grippingly tightly within his hand. The man walked closer towards Vladimir. Vladimir stumbled backwards over his fallen chair. He crawled on the ground trying to head to the window but was shot in the back of the kneecap. Blood spat out from the entry wound as Vladimir collapsed onto the floor again screaming in pain. Vladimir crawled to the corner of his office and propped himself up. The once feared Kodiak of the Russian mob was a mere cub in the presence of this man. Vladimir was unable to see the man's face due to the shadows of the room covering it up. He heard a muffled voice from the man and in walked another guarding carrying a large black duffle bag. The guard handed the bag to the cloaked man. He threw the bag at Vladimir and told him to open it. Vladimir unzipped the bag and caught a whiff of what was inside; it was rotting flesh. "Pull out what's inside," the man demanded. Vladimir reached in and pulled what was inside. "Show it to the camera," the man said as loudly. Balalaika zoomed in on Vladimir's hand and saw a frightening sight. Vladimir was holding the rotting head of Balalaika's superior. The man yanked the bag away from Vladimir and dumped out the contents of the bag onto Vladimir's desk. First was a hand with three severed fingers. Second was a little girls' leg, still wearing her knee high socks from her trip to school and lastly he dumped the other heads of men in charge of the Mafia in Russia.

"What's her phone number?" The man asked Vladimir. "Who's phone number?" Vladimir said as he was shaking from fear. The cloaked man pulled Vladimir up by his shirt and threw him onto the table. He unclipped his knife from his and slammed it into Vladimir's palm nailing his hand down onto the desk. He clinched his teeth hard and let out a small sob. "What is that cunts phone number? Balalaika you piece of shit!" the man shouted angrily as he twisted the knife in his hand. "She is number three on my office phone!" he yelped. The man reached released the knife and grabbed the phone and pressed three. Balalaika's phone started ringing. Boris handed her the phone. "Tell me your name," Balalaika asked as she answered the phone. "You know who this Balalaika," he said. "They all left me Balalaika. All my contacts denied ever hearing of me let alone working with me. My hideouts were found and raided. My supplies were destroyed and those who fought beside me are mostly dead. Only a few of us are left Balalaika and I'm going to make sure that before we die I see you drown in the blood of your men. So prepare yourself bitch because I'm going to make you wish you never crossed my path," he said as he turned directly towards the security camera that was in Vladimir's office. Balalaika took a good look at the face of the man she was dealing. The man's face was covered with a metallic black ceramic Shakespearean Tragedy mask. She looked directly into the man's eyes and knew who it was. She slammed the phone down and started swearing in Russian. The man heard the slam of the phone and smiled. "Boss, what do we do with him?" one of the guards asked. He looked at Vladimir closely, viewing him over slowly. He reached for the knife and pulled it out from his hand. "Leave me with him," the man said to his guard. The guard stood at attention and ordered his men to leave the room. Upon leaving he could hear Vladimir begging for his life then he only heard screams of torment and terror as the cloaked man plunged his knife into his chest and ripped out his still beating heart. He took the heart and placed it on the table and stabbed it with his knife pinning it on the table. He looked long and hard at the camera then shot it out.

"Boris, call the men together and prepare for war. I want heighten security at all times here and at all the hideouts," Balalaika said. Her face was calm as she spoke but she had a very unsteady feeling in the bottom of her stomach. "I'm going to arrange a meeting with Chang and talk with him about the upcoming event," she said. She got up from the chair and walked into her office and closed the doors behind her. Boris started making the calls to all the men while Balalaika got on the phone with Chang.

Chang was interrogating an informant personally when he got the call from Balalaika. "Boss, phone call, its Balalaika," his guard said. Chang ran his worked hands through his hair removing his hair away from his face. "Thanks make sure you get this guy to talk while I'm on the phone and if he doesn't then snap off his fingers with the pliers," Chang said as he took the phone and went back upstairs to his office. "Well Balalaika, it's so good to hear from you…again. What can I do for you?" Chang asked as he sat down in his leather chair. "We need to meet, we've got a serious problem headed our way," Balalaika said. "What's so serious that you can't deal with it on your own?" Chang responded. "Chriton," she replied. Chang went silent upon hearing his name. "Same place like last time, 2000hrs," she said. "Right…"he said quickly. Chang hung up the phone and turned his chair to the window. He remembered what had happen when he was here last. The city was already a powder keg with enough sparks to set the city off but when Chriton arrived it was as if he was a flamethrower and he wanted to see the city burn. Having him recreate hell wasn't an option. Chang knew that he had to be stopped once and for all. His train of thought was interrupted by a gunshot from downstairs. Next his phone rang. He reached for the phone and answered, "I take it he didn't talk," Chang said. "Yes, sir, shall I get rid of the body?" he guard asked. "Yeah, just drop the body off with the cleaner. When you're done prepare a small detachment of men and get my car ready; we have a meeting to get too," Chang ordered. The guard confirmed his order then hung up the phone. Chang decided to make a call to obtain some information on the situation at hand.

Back at the church Benny had started to regain consciousness from his operation. His eyes fluttered and focused in and out on the cross of Jesus in front of him. He stumbled out of the bed and pawed around for his glasses. As he found them Rico had let himself in. "Hey man, you feeling better?" Rico asked. "Yeah man, I feel fine, a little sore but I can manage. Where's Dutch at?" Benny inquired. "Oh, he's passed out in the front with big sis," Rico responded. Benny pushed himself up from the ground and headed to the front. As he proceeded down the hallway he saw Eda move into a room down the hallway. Benny slowly approached the room and took a peek inside. He could overhear Eda talking on the phone with someone. "Are you sure it's him?" Eda asked. "If that's true then we're all in trouble," Eda said. "I can't give you information that I don't have but I know that once my boss knows they're going to send in a multi national Special Forces group to dispose of him. If they get here before we are able to deal with him then we're going to see an intense firefight between all four of us and that's not something I can deal with right now," she said. There was a slow creaking noise from the door as Benny tried to get closer to hear what was being said. Eda spun her head as she heard the noise expecting to see a figure from the door but there was nothing. "Hang on," Eda said. She withdrew her pistol and stepped towards the door. She reached out slowly for the door handle and yanked open the door open but no one was there. She shut the door and locked it and got back on the phone. Benny's heart was racing as he peeked out from the end of the hallway and checked to see if it was clear; everything was and he decided it was best to go find Dutch.

Benny saw Dutch who was just waking up. Benny walked over him hunched over from the increasing pain he was feeling from his wound. "Benny, what the hell are you doing up man? You need to get some rest. That wound won't heal itself," Dutch said sounding concerned. "Yeah, thanks for the concern but It's best if we leaved right now, it's not safe Dutch," Benny said as he continued to grow more anxious. "It's Roanapur Benny, this place is far from safe, hell even a church isn't safe but we've at least got some support here," Dutch said as he kicked his feet back up on the bench. "That's exactly my point Dutch; I think that Eda is…" "There you are Benny!" Eda interrupted. "What's wrong with you man, walking around like this, your stitches might come out and then I'd have to operate on that wound again," Eda said as she walked over to him and Dutch. Eda looked at Benny as if she knew he was the one listening in on his conversation. His reflection bounced off her sunglasses and all he could see was his reflection starting to sweat. "Now come on, get back to your room and get some rest. I got handcuffs in the back, don't make me use them," she said provocatively. "Dutch, listen to me man!" Benny shouted. "Calm down Benny, just get some sleep and we'll talk later," Dutch said. Eda gently pushed Benny towards his room. As they walked down the hallway Benny started to get the feeling that something was going to happen to him. They got to his room and Eda came inside with him. She closed the door behind her and locked it. "Sit your ass down!" she barked as she pushed him onto the bed. "I'm not the kind of person to kill with no reason but there's always a first time for everything," she said while holding her gun at Benny. "You keep your little mouth shut about what you heard and what you're thinking and I won't have to put a fucking bullet in your head," she said with a smile. "What's the United States doing here?" Benny asked. "That's none of your business, just keep your nose clean Benny and we won't have to worry about anything, got it?" she asked. Benny didn't say anything he just sat there and looked at her. "I'll take your silence as you understand," Eda said as she left the room. Just then Eda's phone rang. She glanced at the number and it came up as private. She only listed two numbers down as private and she had already discussed what was happening with her boss earlier. The phone rang again snapping her out of her thoughts. She answered.

"What are you doing calling me? We have no reason to talk. If you need anything you go to the boss," she said. "I'm searching through the mess of bodies here on Shichi Island. Douglason was here and turns out so was our number five most wanted man," the voice said. "So what does that mean to me?" Eda asked. "Well it means that you've got another objective to deal with," he said. "What the fuck? I've got my hands full here already; I don't have time to deal with pathetic bullshit like dead agents," Eda said. She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard who had killed Dougalson. "No way, that's impossible. There's no way that he could've done that, for Christ sake the guy's harmless. The only thing that may be lethal on him is his mouth…" Eda paused. "Believe it Eda, this kid is official now and since his first was an agent it's best that we make that his only kill. Find him and kill him. I'll fill you in on more information when we get some. Remember Eda, no hesitation," he said as he hung up. Eda turned her phone off and kept walking down the hall back to where Dutch. "Rock, what did you do? What a fucking waste of a good man," Eda said to herself. Sister Yolanda stopped her before she could enter the main hall. "I hope you know what you're doing Eda," Yolanda said. "I'd hate to see the church be involved in a lowly assassination plot; you're better than that Eda," she said. "Don't lecture me Yolanda! I'm still part of the agency and I've been given the order to eliminate Rock. This is my job and as much as I like sailor boy he will not come in my way of completing my mission; your lectures nor your 'ancient' wisdom won't change my mind, now out of my way I have a job to do," she said angrily as she pushed aside Yolanda. "You ungrateful bitch, you don't know what you're doing. Sooner or later you're going to have to pick a side Eda," Yolanda said to Eda as she walked away. That was the first time Eda had ever really disrespected Yolanda in a harsh manner. The feeling made her stomach turn into knots but she knew Yolanda was right.

Eda walked back to the main hall where Dutch was. He looked over to Eda and figured something was wrong with her. She walked over to the cross of Christ and reached her hand behind the cross and pull out a bottle of Thai Whiskey. The brown whiskey glimmered while the sun shot through the glass. A high end bottle of whiskey named Lady Song could take the nerve off herself Eda figured. She put the bottle on the table and grabbed one of the shot glasses sitting on the windowsill. She poured herself a glass and shot her head back pouring the whiskey into her mouth. She clinched her teeth and coughed hard. "Holy shit, that shit is strong," she mumbled. Dutch walked over to Eda and asked for her to pour him a drink. She snatched another shot glass from the windowsill and poured him a drink. He gulped down the whiskey. He pounded on his chest as it hit the spot. "Only for special occasions Eda?" he asked. "Yeah, I guess, so what are you going to do about sailor boy and Revy?" Eda inquired. "I need to ask a favor from Balalaika or someone to help me out. Whoever took them is packing firepower and I don't have the time to be taking on an entire army, you know?" Dutch said. "Yeah, I hear ya', but I have a feeling that Balalaika is going to have her hands full in about a day," Eda said as she swallowed another shot. "What makes you say that? What's been happening since we've been gone?" Dutch asked. Eda told him what has happened within the last week with the killings of the Russian Mafia and the mysterious group doing the killings. "Do you think it's him?" Dutch asked. "I have the feeling that is but I can't be for certain, but if it is him I'll bet you that it was him who took Rock and Revy," Eda said. Dutch nodded in agreement. "Well then let's go and ask Boa if there has been anyone suspicious in town lately," Dutch said. Eda put the cap back on the bottle and place back behind Christ and left the main hall and back outside to where the car was. They got in and drove off back into town. Yolanda and Ricky were standing in the doorway as they watched Eda and Dutch drive off. "Go and help them out Ricky," Yolanda said. "Hmm…" Ricky said. He ran down the steps and put a helmet and sped off into downtown on his motorcycle.

[1900hrs, Hotel Moscow]

Balalaika exited the lobby doors with Boris and her bodyguard unit. Boris opened the door for her. As she got to the car she stopped and looked down the road. Two lone cars with their lights turned off were slowly approaching them. "Get the men ready Boris," Balalaika ordered. Boris signaled the men for contact. The men pushed their jackets behind their waist and revealed their AK-74's. The men waited for the cars to speed up but they didn't. They just slowly drove on by Balalaika without doing anything and turned the corner and disappeared further into downtown. "Keep the men ready, I don't want anyone thinking they can catch us off guard," Balalaika said firmly. She got into the back seat and waited for Boris to get in. Boris climbed in and started up the car and drove to meet up with Chang. Her bodyguard unit followed closely. "What do you think about the situation Boris?" Balalaika asked. "Honestly kapitan, I think the situation is extremely tense. This is nothing like when we were in Afghanistan or Japan. We're dealing with man with grudge who in turn will bury this city and its people all to see you die. We're ready to die for you Kapitan but I'm not ready for you to die," Boris said. "I insist that you seek a hideout and let us deal with Chriton," he said. Balalaika was quiet when Boris finished. She knew that Chriton would stop at nothing to see her dead. "Thank you for being honest with me Boris but I'm not going to let Chriton intimidate me to go in hiding. This dog needs to be put down now," she said confidently. "This time I'll make sure to put a bullet in his head," she said. Boris continued to drive to the rendezvous.

It was 15 minutes until 8pm by the time they got to the freight container port. Chang's men were already there waiting patiently for her. Boris pulled up behind Chang's bodyguard's SUV. He got out and opened the door for Balalaika. She got out and walked with Boris further into the port while the bodyguard unit waited by the trucks for them to get back. Balalaika saw Chang standing against a container with one leg up against the container with a cigarette in his mouth. "Babe, so good to see you again," Balalaika said jokingly. "Chriton is back in the picture and he's bringing Hell with him," she stated. "Christ, you would think that the United States would have dealt with him already. When do you think he'll be here?" Chang asked. "I would have to say that he should be here within the next few days," Balalaika said. "What kind of firepower does he have?" Chang asked. "I'm not sure of that but from what he said to me I believe he's down to a limited supply of resources. Troops wise I want to say he's has no more than 100," she said. "Well 100 isn't a lot. My men outnumber his men easily, so we should have no problem with this," Chang said confidently. "I wouldn't be too sure about that. From what I saw of the security feed he will stop at nothing to see our bloodied heads on a pike," Balalaika said as she started to pace the ground. "I will deploy the Visotoniki within a day or so. We'll be covering our office and about a one mile radius around it too. I suggest you deploy your men in the same type of formation. I won't bother to notify the other mafia out here. We might as well let them fend for themselves. If they get taken out in the midst of fighting then we can easily spilt up their territory between you and I babe," Balalaika stated devilishly. "What about those who try to ally up with Chriton?" Chang inquired. "I highly doubt Chriton will accept them but if he does it shouldn't make that much of a difference," Balalaika stated. The two finished talking and started to walk back to their cars with Boris by the side of Balalaika. As they walked they noticed that something wasn't right. It was as if they were being watched. They approached their cars and saw a figure appear from the shadows. The person wore a similar cloak to what Chriton wore. The person stepped forward moving slightly closer to Chang and Balalaika. The moonlight shinned onto the person face and revealed another Shakespearean mask but this time it was that of Comedy. The person wore a tactical vest that had assorted grenades and magazine clips on it. The person's pants were black tactical pants with a sidearm strapped to the person thigh. No words were exchanged between the four of them. The person held a black and silver AK-101 which touted a front hand grip and double banana clip. "I thought he wasn't here yet Balalaika?" Chang said coolly. "This isn't him… it's his subordinate," she muttered. Nine red beams pierced the blackness of the shadows and out came nine soldiers pointing their rifles at the entourage of men. There were now 10 guards in all, fully equipped and ready for a fight.

"Talia, it's a pleasure to see you again. I'm going to take a wild guess that you're not here to kill us?" Balalaika asked out loud. Chang spread out his feet slight and unclipped his holsters. "Don't…" Balalaika stated. Chang looked at her in the corner of his eye. "If she wanted to kill us she would have already, so just trust me Chang," she said. Chang eased off his holsters and relaxed a bit. Talia snapped out her arm to the side and gestured to lower her guards' weapons. The guards lowered their weapons and held fast. "You aren't facing the same man you did before Balalaika. He's different. I need to insist that you go into hiding," Talia announced. "Why tell me this Talia? There's no reason for you to inform me of this. I'm not backing down from this rabid dog," Balalaika replied. Talia walked forward into the middle of the killing field. Talia was trusting Balalaika that she wouldn't shoot her on the spot. In return Balalaika walked forward to Talia. "Kapitan!" Boris said as Balalaika started to walk. "It's ok Boris; I know what I'm doing," she said. The two of them met in the middle. There was tension between each of their guards. They wanted to kill each other on the spot with no hesitation. Balalaika looked into Talia's eyes and saw that she had changed as well. "We're from the same cloth Balalaika. To see a fellow soldier fall at the hands of a dishonorable man is not something I wish to see. Let this be a warning to you Balalaika. Go into hiding and let this play out on its own," Talia suggested. "I appreciate the concern from you but it's not going to change my mind. I know what I must do," Balalaika said. "So be it," Talia said. "Then we are enemies for life from now on. I promise you Balalaika, from one soldier to another I will kill you before Chriton does," Talia said hatefully. She turned her back to Balalaika and walked towards her men. "Why still follow him Talia?" Balalaika questioned. "A part of me still loves the man he once was. Though I know it seems impossible to get the old Chriton back I have yet to lose hope on him," Talia said. "Oh love, what a pathetic emotion," Balalaika snapped. "Not really Balalaika. You'd be surprised what people would do for love. I think you're the one who would know best. Trying to get the love of her father who didn't even love his own child," Talia said as she disappeared into the shadows with her guards. The words pierced Balalaika sharply. Balalaika remembered how her father felt about her and always hated that he didn't love her. Balalaika turned around and walked back to Chang and Boris. "What did she say Kapitan?" Boris asked. "Nothing, but we may have another player in this war," Balalaika said. "Well that was pretty uneventful," Chang said as he locked his holsters. "I'm going to inform Chief Watsup about the situation and see if he can lend some assistance," Chang said as he walked to his car. He saw that his drivers' side window was shattered and that his driver had been killed. He opened the door and the body fell out. He cleared the seat of the broken glass and got in and drove away from the dock. Boris opened the door for Balalaika and motioned to her to get in. She got in and closed the door behind her. Boris waved his hand in the air to tell the rest of the entourage to move out but there was no movement from them. Boris went to take a look at the SUV and saw that the men in that truck were dead. Boris sighed and went back to the sedan and started up the car and drove off back to headquarters. "Dead?" Balalaika asked. "Yes…" Boris confirmed. "Then this war has officially started then," Balalaika said calmly.

[Downtown Roanapur, Yellow Flag]

Dutch and Eda walked into the bar and sat at the counter and waited for Bao. The bar was filled with familiar faces and some new. The jukebox was playing 'Future in My Hands' by Rock Queen Elena Houston. Bao glanced over to the far right side of the counter and saw Dutch. Bao walked over and greeted Dutch. "How the hell are ya' Dutch? Back so soon from vacation? How did it go?" Bao asked. "I wouldn't call what I had a vacation Bao. Never-ending bad luck always seems to follow us Bao," Dutch said. "That fucking sucks, how bout' a drink to calm you down?" Bao offered. He put a glass on the table and poured him a drink. As Dutch sucked down the drink he looked at Bao and asked if he knew anything about any new comers to the island. "Information, hmm let me think," Bao said. "There's no one I can think of Dutch, sorry. Hey where's Revy and Rock at?" Bao asked. "Both were taken by a group of men Bao. We were ambushed at the docks when we got in this morning. I need to find these people who took my crew," Dutch said. "Why don't you try asking the other people in here? I'm sure they know more than I do," Bao suggested. Dutch nodded and told Eda to ask on the other side of the room while he checked the right side of the room. Bao grabbed Eda's bicep before she could get up and leave. "Where's the money Eda?" Bao asked angrily. With a blink of an eye Eda pulled Bao over the bar and pinned him on the counter with her pistol pressed against his forehead. The bar became dead silent as soon as Eda pulled out her pistol. "It's not polite to touch things that aren't yours Bao," Eda said with a smile. "Sorry, sorry, I just need payment for your tab that you're running that's all," Bao stuttered. "Dutch can you spot me a few hundred bucks to pay this tab of mine?" Eda asked. Dutch just glared at Eda. "What? I forgot my wallet in my other habit." Eda said smiling. Dutch shook his head and tossed out a stack of US hundred dollar bills on the table. Eda quickly released Bao. "That should cover Eda's tab as well as any other purchases she makes for awhile. Bao sifted through them and pocketed them in his back pocket. "This will do, eh you're lucky Eda," Bao said hesitantly. "Whatever Bao," Eda said as she moved to the other side of the room.

Dutch began talking to the local degenerates and drunks playing poker at one table. Dutch noticed one of the men who were wearing a sleeveless shirt that said 'Nuke the Whales' and a dirty pair of jeans were watching his movement. He decided that he should start with him. The man hunched down into his chair as he could hear Dutch approaching him. "Hey you," Dutch said once he got to him. "Yeah, what?" the man said calmly. "You wouldn't happen to have seen any new faces around here as of late, have you?" Dutch asked. "Nah, just the same old faces. Why? Is there a bounty on their head or something because I could sure use the money," the man said as he still didn't bother looking at Dutch. Dutch figured he didn't know anything so he moved on. He looked at the other guys at the table and asked around. The men's responses were all the same. It didn't seemed like Dutch was getting the same answers; either they knew something and they weren't telling him or they really didn't know anything at all. Dutch was getting nowhere so he decided to drop some money on the table for some information. The men's' eyes were on him watching his every movement. As Dutch put his hand in his vest pocket the men tensed up and reached for their guns but saw Dutch remove a couple of hundred dollar bills. He smacked it on the table. "Do you know anything now?" Dutch asked firmly. The man with the sleeveless shirt finally looked up at Dutch by tilting his head backwards. His face had a 4'o'clock shadow and his eyes were dark blue. "Your money is no good here so do us a favor and get the fuck out of here," the man said as he tilted his head forward again. He swept the money on the table to floor and returned to playing poker. Dutch was getting angry at the fact that he wasn't getting anywhere with the calm approach so he decided to take the easier route.

[Meanwhile on the other side of the room]

Eda walked over to where Shenhua, Rotten, and Sawyer were sitting at. Eda pulled up a seat and sat backwards putting her hands forearms across the back of the seat. The three just looked at Eda stopping in the middle of their conversation. "Is there something we can do for you?" Rotten asked. "Yeah there sure is as a matter of fact," Eda said. "Have you seen any new faces around Roanapur lately?" she asked. "No, very sorry but we no see anyone of interest just same faces day in day out," Shenhua said. "What about you Sawyer? Have you handled any body parts that you didn't recognize?" Eda asked. Sawyer pulled out her mic and placed it on her throat. "All body parts are foreign to me. I don't know them personally but to answer the question, I haven't seen anyone," the robotic voice said. "Why question us Eda?" Shenhua asked. "Revy and Rock have been kidnapped by some unknown people and we're trying to figure out what's going on," Eda stated. Shenhua choked on her drink upon hearing the news. "I feel sorry for those who kidnap that bitch. Like playing with fire I bet they do," she said as she coughed some more. "You're telling me, I know that those people who took them aren't going to like the results," Eda said. "You didn't hear this from us but…" Rotten started but was kicked by Shenhua. Shenhua glared at Rotten as he winced. "Nevermind," he said. "Ok, what's going on?" Eda said as she stood up. Just then she heard a loud crash on the other side of the room. She looked over and saw it was Dutch starting to get physical with one of the men.

Dutch yanked the guy up by his shirt and threw him across the table onto the other two men who were sitting down. Eda rushed over to Dutch. The two men pushed their buddy off him and got up drawing their weapons. The two held a MAC 10 Uzi and a 9mm Beretta. Eda grabbed Dutch and held him. "Easy Dutch we're just questioning them remember?" Eda said trying to convince him to cool his jets. "Fuck this, these people know something and they aren't telling us. I want some damn answers now!" he shouted. "Get the fuck out of the way Eda or you're going to be on the receiving end of our guns as well," one of the men snapped. "Excuse me?" she said as she turned around facing them slowly. The sleeveless shirt man finally got up and pulled his gun on Eda. "Outta' my fucking way, this asshole is going to regret talking to me," he snarled. "Move bitch!" he said reaching out Eda. As he grabbed her habit she took his wrist and snapped it. The man yelped with pain. She pushed him back making him fall into his buddies again. They stumble backwards but regained their footing. "Kill them!" the sleeveless man shouted. The two men aimed for Eda and Dutch. As they were about to kill them their hands were pierced by several throwing daggers. They grabbed their hands in pain and dropped their guns. Shenhua walked over to Eda and whispered to her to meet them outside. Shenhua then turned back to the two men who were trying to stop the bleeding from their hands. She unsheathed her Kukris and with no hesitation she lopped off their forearms. The men screeched in pain as they saw their arms fall to the floor. Blood squirted out of the bloody nubs like a geyser spraying the table and floor. She then forced her blades into their stomach and pulled up then removed. The two hit the floor and pinned their ailing friend on the floor. "Don't tell them you fucking chinky bitch!" the man yelled. Shenhua paused upon hearing the insult then walked over to the pinned man. She looked down at him and saw the fear in his eyes. It wasn't that of dying but it was that of what's going to happen to him if he didn't die. Then with one quick swipe of her blade his neck split open. Blood gushed out onto the floor seeping into the cracks of the wooden floor. Bao watched Shenhua leave the bar. "Very sorry Bao, we try not let that happen again," she said winking at Bao. "Fuck you!" Bao yelled as he went to the back to get the mop and bucket.

As Shenhua headed outside she found Eda and the others in the alley to right of the bar. They could hear Bao swearing up a storm as he mopped up the blood. "So what's going on?" Dutch asked impatiently. "You weren't here when she arrived Dutch," Rotten said.

[Flashback to one week ago, Rotten Narrating]

"We were sitting at our table just having a casual drink. The bar was pretty busy around 10pm, pretty earlier than normal but it didn't bother us. As time progressed more and more people came in talking about a group of armed soldiers asking questions around town. They were lead by a woman who wore a ceramic mask of some type and a long hooded leather jacket. We didn't bother talking about her because we assumed that it was just someone mouthing off waiting to be shot. Just then after saying that she walked in. Her men immediately sectioned off the room. It's like they made an entire circle within the bar facing us. There had to be at least 10 to 15 men. They were packing heavy gear and were armed to fight an entire army just by themselves. She stood in the middle and looked around the room just glancing at the people in the bar. She then spoke telling everyone in the bar who participated in the raid on the man named Chriton will be put down quickly and will not be given mercy. She wasn't kidding either. The people who laughed and tried to oppose her were dealt with right in front of us. She shot out their kneecaps and elbows so they were unable to get up. Then she rolled them on their stomachs and shot them in the back of their heads. After the groups of men were killed she asked if there was anyone else who thought other wise. None of us answered. She stepped outside for a minute then came back in with a bag full of money then proceeded to give the people in the bar about five thousand dollars. She must've given out about two hundred thousand dollars while she was in there. We all agreed to keep our mouths shut about this and not tell anyone about what happen that night." Rotten finished.

Dutch and Eda just posted up against the wooden wall quietly. They weren't saying much after hearing what Rotten had told them. Shenhua spoke up, "You still really think you take them on?" she inquired. "You crazy if you do; consider yourself dead," Shenhua said. Dutch stood up and looked at the three of them who were slightly on edge from telling them the information. "Living here and continually doing the things we do has made thing one clear to me," Dutch stated. "We're already dead," he finished as he started to walk away from the three. He stopped in front of Eda, still facing the street he asked "You coming?" Eda nodded and walked with him. "See you around," Eda said as extended her arm in the air and flicking her hand in the motion of goodbye. Rotten just looked at the two who were walking to their death then looked at Shenhua and Sawyer. "It's not our fight Rotten so why even think bout' helping them?" Shenhua asked. "Because, it's going to be our fight when Chriton decides to come collect on the people who interfered last time around," he said. "Err I'm not the type to wait err round' for people to come kill me Shenhua. It's err best to get them before they err get us," Sawyer's voice garbled. Shenhua sighed. "Fuck, I hate fact we help them for free," she said as she walked with Rotten and Sawyer. The turned the corner and saw Dutch and Eda waiting up for them. "It's about time," Dutch said as he looked at the three of them. "Eda thought you wouldn't go for it," he said. "Yeah well the dead have to stick together," Rotten said with a brief smile. "Alright enough with his shit we need to figure out what where they are hiding at," Eda said. "I believe I can offer some assistance," a familiar voice said. They turned around and saw Bao standing in the middle of the doorway covered in blood holding his mop and bucket.

"I thought you said you didn't know anything," Dutch said. "Well that was before I knew a few people were going to take on this guy," Bao said. "Well where the fuck is he Bao?" Eda asked. "No way, it's not going to be that easy to get that information. See you guys have fucked with my bar for the last time and now I'm going to collect on this," Bao said as he walked back into the bar. He got behind the counter and pulled out a tax calculator. He started punching in numbers and muttering to himself. All they were numbers. After a five minute calculation he ripped of the receipt and put it on the table. The five of them looked at the receipt and laughed. "You crazy to think we pay this Bao. You tell us now or I carve up like turkey," Shenhua said pulling out her blade. "Not happening, you all owe me this. You've destroyed my bar many times before hand and I've always had to use my own money. Not this time. I've got something you want and you've got something I want," Bao said. "Empty your pockets," Bao snarled. Shenhua leaped over the table and approached Bao calmly. Her grip was tight as she held her blade. Bao stepped back cautiously. "You kill me and you don't get the information," Bao stuttered. "I never say I kill you Bao, but once I done you wish you dead," Shenhua said seductively. "Better tell us Bao," Eda said as she smiled. Rotten stepped in and tossed five grand on the counter. "What kind of information will this get us?" he asked. "There's an old tunnel system with a bunker complex near the abandon airfield Chriton was at before. I'm sure he's set up there!" Bao exclaimed just before Shenhua got within killing range. Shenhua's shoulders and head sunk down. "Why you give him money? He would've told after I done with him," Shenhua said. "Our attention shouldn't be on him it should be on the people who have Dutch's friends. There'll be plenty of killing there anyhow so there's no need to kill someone we know," Rotten said quietly. Shenhua turned around and leaped back over the counter and walked out the door. "Keep the money Bao, call it a down payment on what we will owe you," Rotten said as he left. The rest of them casually walked out of the bar and headed back to the church. "Eda I'll meet you back at the church I'm going to try to get some face time with Balalaika," Dutch said quietly. Eda nodded and gathered up everyone else and headed back to the church. As Eda and the rest of gang faded into the city lights of Roanapur, Rico decided to tail Dutch.

The city lights grew brighter as Dutch proceeded further into downtown. The scum were out in full force that night. Scantily clad prostitutes were on every corner with their overly flamboyant pimps just a block away. Drug deals went down in front of restaurants as patrons ate their meals. Loud music could be heard from the clubs right across the street. Dutch turned the corner to where the Hotel Moscow building was and the once thriving, hustling and bustling street life was no more. Dutch saw spotlights every two blocks with soldiers around them. There were armed guards on the rooftops looking down on him radioing messages to their comrades. Chief Watsup was at the main checkpoint that leads to Hotel Moscow. He saw and waved him over as order his deputies to continue to search the long line of vehicles waiting to get into the area.

"Dutch, so good to see you, what's new?" Watsup asked. "I'm in a shit fest at the moment but other than that I'm fine. What's going on?" Dutch said. "Well Balalaika needs the help of Roanapur City Police Department. Turns out she's expecting a full war to break out and she needs extra security," Watsup replied as he scratched his face. "What war?" Dutch asked. "You got me, but she's paying us a shit load to do this. I don't ask questions, I just do my job and sometimes I do a little less," he said with a chuckle. "I need some face time with Balalaika, I have an issue to discuss with her," Dutch said. "Hmm, that may be hard to do but let me see what I can do for you," Watsup said. He switched his walkie talkie to channel three and radioed Balalaika. "Ms. Balalaika, we have a visitor here for you at Alpha checkpoint," Watsup radioed. "Who is it?" Balalaika asked. "It's Dutch from the Lagoon Company," he said. There was a pause then an answer. "Send him through Watsup," she answered. "Well then Dutch head on through," Watsup said. "Thanks Chief," Dutch said. "Yeah, no problem man, make sure you don't piss off the soldiers though, they seem to be a bit on edge," Watsup called out to Dutch as he was walking away. The stores and restaurants in the area were open with few people inside eating their meals and chatting away. Groups of soldiers walked up and down the street patrolling the region. They'd stop at each alley and strategically clear it. Three men would move in while two stood guard. After scanning the area they would give the hand signal for clear and proceed up the block. As Dutch walked up the street a SUV stopped beside him. Boris got out of the truck and opened the door for Dutch. Dutch got inside and saw Balalaika sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette looking pretty tense.

"Dutch, what a surprise to see you again, how was your trip?" Balalaika asked as she took another puff from the cigarette. "It sure wasn't a vacation that's for damn sure," Dutch said as he tried to relax a bit. "Sorry to hear that. I'm sorry we couldn't meet properly in my office like usual but as you can see things aren't the "usual" around here lately," she said. "Apparently," Dutch replied. "How is the rest of the crew doing?" she asked. "Well that's why I'm here Balalaika, it's about my crew," Dutch mentioned. "Oh?" Balalaika said sounding surprised as she inhaled a deep breath of smoke then blew it out the window. "Revy and Rock have been taken by the Talia, Chriton's subordinate. I was hoping you could do me a favor and lend me some of your men to help get them back," Dutch said. "Hmm, interesting," she stated. "Well Dutch as much as I'd like to help I just can't spare any of my men, I'm expecting some company within a few days and I need to have a nice welcoming party for him, if you catch my drift," Balalaika said. "I'd suggest you ask Chang but unfortunately he's in the same situation as me and I highly doubt he'd be able to spare troops," she said as she finished her cigarette, flicking it out the window. Dutch just looked out the window and didn't say anything. "Head back to the Alpha checkpoint Boris," Balalaika commanded. The truck turned around and head back to the entrance. "It's nothing personal Dutch. In any other situation I would be as you can see I just can't now, you understand don't you?" she asked. The truck stopped and Boris got out and opened the door for Dutch. Dutch stepped out and didn't say anything Balalaika. Balalaika just looked back at Dutch. "Good luck Dutch," she said as the passenger door closed. The truck sped away back to the main office. Dutch walked back to where Watsup was. He didn't bother saying anything to Watsup as he left the area. Dutch knew that without any kind of help he would have a small chance of rescuing Revy and Rock. Dutch walked into the closest bar and ordered a drink. Outside the bar Rico watched Dutch order his drink and just stare off into space. Rico hopped of his bike and went inside and sat by Dutch. "I was wondering when you'd say something," Dutch said to Rico as he looked into his drink. "You knew I was following you?" Rico asked. "Yeah man, you're not good at tailing," Dutch said as he finally chugged his drink. "So what's the deal?" Rico asked. Dutch just looked at Rico wondering what he was talking about. "Are we getting any help?" he asked. Dutch looked at his drink again the replied, "nope," he said as he finished what was left of the drink. Dutch removed himself from the bar stool and patted Rico on the shoulder. "Let's go meet back up with Eda, we've got some planning to do," Dutch said. Rico got up and handed Dutch an extra helmet for the bike. They both exited the bar and got on the bike and raced back to the church.

"Ma'am, I don't think it be possible for us to go through the front or back without being seen by the guards," a scout said as he looked through a pair of binoculars. "They've got men situated on most of the roof tops. It looks like at least two blocks apart there are men. Patrols seem to be regular and pretty frequent ma'am. Assorted police and soldiers are at the checkpoint. That's a negative on the attack on Balalaika," the scout finished. He put down the binoculars and looked back at the three soldiers and nodded. Talia's scouts were positioned about 100 yards adjacent from the main checkpoint. "What are your orders?" he asked. Silence followed the inquiry; seconds later she responded. "Jones, what do you got on Chang?" she asked.

Jones sat with his back against the ledge of the building and continued to shave with his electric razor. "Answer me damn it!" Talia barked. Jones set the down the razor on his towel beside him and picked up the microphone and responded. "Don't get all pissy Talia, give me a minute and I'll check," he said as he sat up and peered through is Barrett rifle. "You've been here too long Jones, just because Chriton isn't here doesn't mean you can answer me however you please. You follow the correct chain of command and…" her voice got quieter as Jones turned the volume down on his mic. "Bitch never shuts up," he said to himself. "Ok, we got sentries at the entrance of his office building. There's bunch of randomly placed guards throughout the streets; and there's a four car blockade about 30 yards in front of the office on the street. For the most part this is easy pickings for me if you give me the green light," Jones stated as he ducked back down behind the ledge. Talia looked down at her map and thought about how this attack would go down. She figured if let Jones loose on Chang he would able to soften up the defenses for her forces to go in and possibly take out Chang or at least cripple his ability to form a counter attack. She knew Jones has been craving a bit of action since Chriton left him and his men on Roanapur on a stand down order. She decided, she got back on the mic and issued orders. "Jones, you have a green light on sniper fire. As soon as roadblock is cleared provide over watch for me and my men as we assault Chang's main office," she finished. Jones confirmed the order then sat up overlooking Chang's area. He opened up his bipod and peered down the scope. As the guards passed in front of his crosshairs he flipped on the night vision toggle on the scope to get a better view. He slowly tracked his targets as they walked from position to position. He waited patiently until Talia was in her position. Five minutes passed and there was nothing; then ten minutes passed and still nothing. Jones started to grow impatient with Talia. He could feel his trigger finger getting heavier. The urge to kill was looming upon him. "Fuck this," he said to himself as he took aim at his first target and opened fired.

[Down on the street, two of Chang's guards talking]

"What's with heightened security bullshit?" The guard asked to his buddy. "The hell if I know. Boss must be spooked that someone might be coming to kill him or something," his friend said as they continued to walk up to the main checkpoint. "Working along the side of Hotel Moscow is pretty intense man," the guard said. "You're telling me, they take their job way to seriously. You'd think they were still in the military or something," the other one explained. "Yeah man, for mother Russia comrade," the guard said in a fake Russian accent. The two laughed loudly enjoying the joke amongst themselves. As they reached the checkpoint two police officers were nonchalantly talking about their work. They waved casually to each other and stood next to them and joined their conversation. "I could be at home right now giving it to that wife of mine but instead were stuck because Chief 'Wiseass' thought it'd be a good idea to take a bigger payment then usual," one of the officers said. The other three laughed at the given nicknamed for Watsup. "Man, you still fuck that beast you call a wife?" the other officer asked. "Hey man fuck you, she has lost weight and it's better than doing those whores buddy," he replied. "Bah, if you say so," his partner said. "Everything ok here?" Chang's guard asked. "Yeah, were good, how's things for you?" the officer replied. "Ugh, it's slow man, I wish something would happen," the guard said. As if the guards wish was answered the police officers head exploded into a million particles. Brain matter and parts of the skull splattered onto his partners face. The three men were in shock from what they saw. The officer body swiveled around and looked towards the buildings a few blocks down the street. Chang's men quickly took cover behind the police car. "Get down!" the guard yelled out to the officer but it was too late. The officers' body jolted backwards and tumbled on the ground away from the guards. There was a gaping hole in the officers' chest. "Fuck! Radio in man!" the guard exclaimed to his buddy. "This is main checkpoint were under enemy sniper fire, we need back up," he radioed. The passenger door window blew out and so did the guards neck. Blood sprayed the gravel and the radio he was holding. "Shit!" the surviving guard shouted. He decided to make a run for the rest of his brothers. He jumped up from behind the car and fired his sub machine gun down the block at the buildings. He finished his firing and turned and ran. About five seconds into the run he flew forward and dropped to the ground. A searing pain shot up from his leg. The man was screaming in pain from the wound. He looked at his leg and saw it lying back behind him severed off. He then glanced at what he thought was his leg only to be a bloody stump with a shattered femur sticking out. The man screamed in horror from the sight. He turned over onto his stomach and tried to worm his way out of the street. Four men rounded the corner and saw their downed friend. The legless guard reached to his friends and pleaded for their help. As he extended out his arm he then saw it disappear in front of his eyes. Blood gushed out from where his forearm was. He screamed in agony then stopped suddenly and died.

Talia had just got to the block where the checkpoint was and saw Jones open fire. "Cease fire Jones, Cease fire!" she ordered. Jones didn't hear a word from her because his radio was off. As Jones continued to fire on the guards Talia could only watch as she saw the limbs and heads of the guards vaporize into a million pieces. As the four guards were taken out Jones finally radioed in. "Check point secured, four tangos 30 yards from last downed tango," he said. "God damn it Jones I told you to wait for my command, you broke orders," she said. "Fuck your orders, I took them out, nough' said," Jones snapped. "Providing over watch, out," Jones finished as he turned off his radio. Talia didn't have time to discipline him right then and there and decided to move out. She and her men moved passed the check point and got into position behind a parked truck. Talia's fist motioned to the right ordering a group of men to flank right. Her men got up and scurried over to the other side of the street and held their position. Talia and the rest of her men moved up the block, guns held tightly aiming in front of them. The other group of men ran parallel to them. Talia pressed up against the brick wall on the corner and peeked out. She could see about 10 to 13 men running around trying to get behind cover. She poked her gun out from the corner and blind fired. The bullets rattled out of the chamber zipping and whining down the block just missing a few of Chang's guards. The guards ducked and returned fire. Talia gave the order to her men to flank down the alley as she held her position there. Her men nodded and moved down the alley. She gave a separate order to the men parallel of her to move across the street while she provided cover fire. She ran out from the corner and went to prone position behind another parked car. She lobbed two smoke grenades from where she was so her men could get across the street. As the smoke were popped the men rushed across the street. They fired over their shoulders as they got to the other side. "Delta team, what's your status?" she asked the men that went down the alley.

"Delta team here, we can hear Chang's men from around the corner. I think they might be planning to retreat to a heavier defendable position. What are your orders?" the leader asked. "Negative Delta team, we cannot let them get a better position to defend from. Cut them off and leave no survivors. Charlie team is across the street from me and will lay down fire on them so you can cut them off," she ordered. "Roger that," the leader said. Delta team checked around the corner again and briefly saw one of Chang's men see him. "Alley way, alley way!" the guard commanded. Six men headed down the alley way opening fire on the corner of the alley. "They're rushing men hold fast," the leader said. "Get that dumpster, we'll use it as a moving barricade," the leader ordered. Two men pulled the dumpster to the corner and pushed it out. Bullets ricocheted off the dumpster as it took fire. Four of the six men of Delta team got behind the dumpster and helped pushed it forward as the other two provided cover fire. "Put the guns into the lifting slots of the dumpster men!" the leader barked. They used the slots as gun ports and opened fire on the guards. One of Chang's men went onto his stomach and fired at Delta team's feet. The bullets clipped two of the guards feet. They went down and crawled back to the alley way's corner. "Heave!" one of the soldiers said as they forced the dumpster faster towards Chang's men. The dumpster picked up just enough speed to make it seem like a battering ram. The dumpster ran into the guards knocking them off their feet. "Move up!" the soldiers in front yelled. The two soldiers left the two wounded soldiers at the corner and moved up to their mates. The four moved on out of the alley way and out into the street. They noticed the guards down the block firing upon Talia were unaware of the situation behind them so they seized the opportunity for an ambush. They pulled the dumpster out into the street and lied on their bellies and took aim through their iron sights and opened fire on the unsuspecting guards. The bullets tore through the torso's of Chang's men. With no cover to shield them from Talia's ambushing soldiers. Their bodies shook violently then dropped after the firing stopped. The smoke from the assault rifles and light machine guns seeped out slowly of their barrels. As the smoked settled they could see the bodies of the fallen soldiers. "All clear, Talia," Delta team leader said into his radio. "Roger," she confirmed. She sat up from her crouched position and gave the order to move up.

As Talia reached the barricade she looked at the dead armed guards that she was firing upon. They were poorly outfitted with weapons that were not meant to fire far down range. She shook her head and approached her men. "Nothing I hate more than unprepared guards. This Chang fellow is an asshole to equip his men with sub machine-guns for a fire fight which will require assault rifles," she said to her men. "What are your casualties?" she asked Delta team. "Two wounded ma'am," Delta leader responded. "Ok, send them back to Jones and tell them to wait for us there. This shouldn't take long if their men are going to fight like this then we could easily take out the rest of them with 10 of us," she said. "Yes ma'am, I'll give them the order," Delta leader said. He went down the alley to give his men the order but found that his men were dead. He rushed over to their bodies and saw their eyes were blood shot. He went to rip off their face mask but was unable to tear them off. He looked puzzled as if they were stuck on their face for some reason until he noticed that there was wire rapped around their neck. He took out his knife and cut the tightly wrapped wire from their neck. It was too late to for them. "Ma'am we got a problem, Delta 4 and 5 are dead, strangled ma'am," Delta leader called out. "What?!" Talia questioned. "Someone must've gotten to them when we opened up on the barricaded men," he said. "Damn it, fan out men!" she commanded. The 9 soldiers dispersed within the block checking the area. As Delta leader walked out of the alley he heard the slight communication of radio contact from above him. "Ambush!" he yelled out to everyone.

"They found us men, open fire!" Gold team radioed. Chang stood up from his position on the roof and began firing on Talia. Groups of Visotoniki began popping up all around the rooftops and opening fire on the soldiers below. Talia's soldiers ran for the nearest and returned fire from down below. Explosions were going off left and right on the block. The sound of high velocity gunfire could be heard all throughout downtown. Jones could hear the gunfire and flipped his radio back on. "…king back up Jones, we need back up, where the fuck are you?" Talia asked. "Shit" he said to himself as he got up from the ledge and rappelled down from the top of the building. He hit the ground and quickly unbuckled his harness and rushed over to where the gun fire was hauling his over his shoulder. Talia could see her men start to get slaughtered. She saw Delta 2 get shot through his face mask and collapse into the gutter. Then Delta 3 was killed from a grenade exploding right next to the car he was hiding behind. The gasoline from the car ignited exploding into a giant fireball knocking everyone off their feet. Talia was on the ground dazed. Her ears were ringing and her sight was blurred. She stumbled as she got up. Shrapnel rained down from the sky and pierced whatever was in its way. Delta Leader scooped up Talia underneath her arm and dragged her back to around the corner. "Fall back men fall back!" Delta leader barked out to the rest of the surviving men. Talia's men began slowly moving backwards. "We got them on the run guys, force them into their caskets," Chang shouted. "Red team, move in and don't let them escape," he ordered. Two jeeps filled three of the paratroopers equipped with RPK Light Machine Guns with drum magazines rounded the corner and went in pursuit of Talia and her men. Spraying the machine guns as they drove down the block decreased the accuracy of the guns.

Delta Leader and the surviving team reached the corner and fired back behind them to try to delay the oncoming jeeps. The returning fire didn't faze the men in the jeeps. They accelerated weaving in and out of the barricades making them a harder target to hit. Talia pushed off Delta leader and picked up the pace with her retreating men. As she got to the corner she saw Jones just turn the corner. "Stop them!" she yelled. Jones went to his crouch stance and fired off a few rounds at the jeeps. The round clipped the wheel of the jeep. The jeep stopped in its place but the men continued to fire. Jones quickly took aim at the inaccurate gunner and fired another round into the paratroopers' chest. The paratrooper flew backwards off of the jeep and crashed to the ground. The two men from the jeep sought cover behind a small barricade. The last jeep raced towards Jones at full with intent on smashing into him. Jones fired randomly at the jeep but none of the rounds hit the jeep. Jones knew that running wasn't and the answer because if he did he'd surely be ran down. The jeep was now only seconds away from crushing him. The jeep exploded and went into a roll. Jones rolled the left to the sidewalk and watched the jeep continue to roll. It came to an abrupt stop. Flames danced on the jeep and enwrapped the paratroopers caught within the wreckage. Jones looked up at the corner and saw Talia holding the Milkor MGL-MK1 that Delta leader had. Jones got up from his knees and put the back over his shoulder and ran to Talia. "I hope you're not expecting a thank you," Jones said. "I hope you didn't think I was trying to save your life," Talia responded. The two just glared at each other for a few seconds then went back down to the end of the block. Talia loaded a new cartridge into the MGL and lobbed off four rounds. The grenades hit all across the block and smoke dispersed from the canisters. They quickly escaped back into downtown under cover of smoke.

As they reached a safe point Delta Leader had gotten a message from HQ. He relayed the message to Talia. Talia's eyes widened and issued full orders to all men to return back to HQ ASAP. "What the hell for? We regrouped and now we can take the fight back to those assholes," Jones said. "Don't question me on this Jones, get back to HQ now," she said firmly. "Forget it, come on men we can still win this fight," Jones said as he turned away from Talia and began walking. Talia had enough of his bullshit and tackled him from behind. She began pounding on his brutally trying to knock him out. Delta Leader and Delta 2 grabbed Talia and dragged her off of him. "You follow my orders god damn it! This isn't a fucking democracy! I say what goes and we return to greet our leader," she shouted. Jones got back up and pulled his sidearm on Talia as Delta Leader and Delta 2 held her from killing Jones. The rest of her men pointed their weapons at Jones. Jones looked around at the men and knew that they would kill and die for Talia. "You guys are pathetic, no backbone," Jones said as he holstered his sidearm. "I'll walk back," he said as he tossed his gun in the truck. "So eager to please your commanding officer and not think for yourself, you're all worthless," he said walking away from them. "Let go of me, I'm ok," Talia said. Her men lowered their weapons and got into the vehicles and waited for Talia and Delta Leader. "You should've let me killed him," Talia said to Delta leader. "We don't need mutiny within our men ma'am. We have your back no matter what. Unfortunately Jones has become a loose cannon while Chriton has been away. He adapted the mercenary tactics to himself. The once order giving strong hearted man is no more. We'll make sure to report his actions to Chriton," Delta leader said. "No, I'll do it," Talia insisted. Delta leader nodded. The two got into their vehicles and drove back to their HQ.

[Back at Chang's region]

As the smoke screen lifted the two paratroopers investigated the wreckage of their comrades' jeep. Their bodies were burned and their flesh was all burnt. They kicked the jeep in anger and headed back to Chang. Chang looked around at the dead bodies and saw on soldier limping away to an alley way. Chang followed the dying soldier into the alley way. He got on his radio and tried calling in to Talia. "This is Delta 3, I'm still alive, can anyone hear me?" he radioed. "I can hear you," Chang said standing behind him. Delta 3 dropped his radio and spun around on his knees pulling his sidearm trying to shoot Chang but Chang got the drop on him before her could do anything. A bullet entered and exited through his skull from Chang's pistol. "So much for interrogation," Chang said aloud. He put his gun away and walked back out to the paratroopers. "What are the casualties were looking at?" Chang asked Gold Leader. "15 of your men dead and 4 of ours dead," Gold leader said. "We're going to report into Balalaika now, I'm pretty sure me and the rest of my men will stay with you Mr. Chang," he said. "Send my thanks to Balalaika for the help," Chang said as he walked back to his office building. "Will do sir," Gold Leader said.

Gold leader turned his radio to channel 3 and hailed Balalaika. "This is Gold Leader come in Balalaika," he said. "What's your status Gold leader?" She asked. "15 dead for Chang, 4 of Talia's soldiers' dead, and 4 of our men dead, Kapitan," he responded. She sighed deeply. "Gold leader have your men stay with Chang. He will more than likely need you assistance later. Send the bodies of our comrades back here, understood?" she asked. "Understood Kapitan," Gold Leader said. Balalaika got up out of her chair and looked outside to Roanapur. Boris approached her from behind. "Kapitan is something a matter?" he asked. "This is going to be a very costly war with this bastard. I fear that I may lose the rest of you to this man," she said calmly. "Kapitan, I promise you that the rest of men and me will put down this dog and his bitch permanently, with our lives Kapitan," Boris said reassuring her. "No prisoners, no mercy Boris," she said as she turned her back towards the dimly lit skyline of Roanapur.

[Pitch black room in secret tunnels of the airfield]

She couldn't see anything. She shook her head trying to regain some type of awareness. Her head was throbbing with pain. She believed that they may have drugged her. Unable to move to capable of speech she called out "Rock, are you here? Rock, can you hear me?" she said. There was no answer. She tried moving her hands around trying to get free but her hands were tightly bound with rope and wrapped um in heavy duty chains. She could feel that her feet were in water and weighted down so she couldn't move from where she was hanging. "Fuck my life, where the fuck am I?" she asked herself. She called out his name again "Rock, answer me," but there was still silence. A bright light turned on as she was about to call out his name again. It shined as bright as the sun in her eyes. She winced at the beaming light on her. She turned her head away from the light and put her head down. The light began to dim to mood lighting. She put her head up and looked around. She was in a dirty room. She was dangling from the ceiling with her feet in a metal tub of water. The floors and walls were tiled. They were full of dirt and what seemed to be blood possibly something fecal matter. There was a shaded window in front of her. She couldn't see through the window. She only saw herself as a reflection. Bruises and cuts were all over her body. She noticed that she was only in her tank top and panties. She could hear footsteps walking down the hall outside. She wiggled again but there was no use in escaping, she was their prisoner. The light turned back on all the way shinning into her eyes. She turned her head once again. She could hear the door open. Three sets of foot steps came in. She heard the females that apprehended her when the returned to Roanapur. She heard a squeaky cart roll in after the females voice stopped. Then a male's voice could be heard, "stand guard outside, while I take the time to get reacquainted with my guests," the males' voice said. "I still need to talk to you about Jones…" the females' voice said. "All within time, no leave me!" the males' voice firmly ordered. Revy heard two sets of footsteps leave she could only hear one slowly pacing around and calmly picking up metal objects on squeaky cart.

The man gripped her cheeks tightly with one hand and pulled her head towards the light checking her face for any noticeable bruises. While checking her face Revy spit directly at what she thought was the man's face. "Disrespectful bitch," the man said nonchalantly as he back handed her. "Who the fuck are you?!" she shouted. He chuckled to himself as he heard those words. "Let me the fuck out you asshole before I rip your heart out of your ass!" she yelled. "That's enough of that mouth," he said as he gagged Revy with a rag. Even with the rag tightly tied around her head and pushing into her mouth she still swore even louder trying to get the attention of the man. "I said shut up!" he roared as he threw a punch to her abdomen. He then threw another to the other side right after the first one. Her abs tucked in as she quickly took in air. She coughed hard trying to regain more air. Drool seeped out the sides of her mouth. Her head was away from the light and she caught a look at his hands. He was wearing leather gloves with metal plating around his hand. Her body jolted upwards as she felt another punch into the side of her back; then another and another around her body. Water was splashing out the tub as Revy's body jerked around while the man went to town on her. After five minutes of what seemed like an hour of excruciating pummeling he stopped and left the room. The irony taste of blood could be tasted within her mouth. The light dimmed and to mood lighting again. Revy slowly regained the ability to lift her drooping head and looked around. She looked at the cart next to her and saw a variety of tools: hammers, saws, knives, drills, prying instruments, bamboo chutes, and a bunch of other rusted tools. "Oh fuck me," she thought to herself. She looked up and saw another blinding light turn on in the other room. There, lying on a metal grated sheet was Rock.

His body was tied down as was his head. Stripped to only his boxers Rock turned his head as the bright light hit his face. The male figure that beat Revy walked into Rocks room and looked him over. She could hear them talking. She screamed out his muffled name but her voice went unheard. The man looked at the window and saw Revy trying her best to get free from the chains that bound her but yet again there was no use. She could only watch helplessly as the man started to beat him with a thin wooden rod across the chest. Eternity, it seemed like it was eternity that the pain Rock was feeling was going on for. He screamed and cried and begged the man to stop but the pleas for mercy only made the man beat him harder. The man stopped after a few minutes. He looked at Revy and saw her looking away. He walked out of Rocks room and into the hallway. There were words exchanged in the hallway with one of the guards then silence. Revy's door open and in walked a guard. He was bringing in another cart with a device of some type that what seemed to go on her head. He picked up the rusted device and placed it on her head. She was hit a few times as she tried to not have the device on her. As the device went on her two wedges appeared in front of each of eyes. "Don't move," the guard said as he began tightening the device on her skull. He then faced her and looked directly at her eyes and cranked a few knobs. The wedges started to move closer to her eyes. They were soon on the bottom and top of her eyelids. He then cranked another knob forcing her eyes open. "Don't shut them, it only makes it worse," he said to her but she closed them anyways. She could feel her eyelids tearing and in pain she opened her eyes and the wedges moved into place. "Don't make me use the fish hooks," he said as he finished cranking the knob. As the man left her Revy looked in the mirror and saw her face. The rusted device was something that of horror movie; steel tubing criss-crossed around her skull as if the device itself was another skull entirely. The guard entered once more and approached her again. "I forgot one more thing," he whispered in her ear. She could feel her head being tugged on and moved into place. The guard wrapped the rope from the mask to the wall and latched on two hooks on each side of her face locking her head in place. Revy could now only see straight in front of her which was directly at Rock.

The man walked back into Rock's room and just glared at him. "Why are you doing this to me? Where's Revy?" Rock moaned. The man said nothing. Removing his blade from his shoulder strap he began carve a word into Rocks' chest. He screamed in agony as he felt the serrated blade eat away his flesh then the blade itself finely slash away the word 'revenge' in bold bloody letters on his chest. Rock passed out from the pain. The man looked at Revy who was struggling to look away. "Look at him!" the man's voice said as it echoed through the speakers in her room. Revy looked at Rock and read the word. She couldn't understand what revenge meant. Then it finally clicked in her head. It was impossible she thought. He couldn't be still alive. She thought she was rid of him but it turned out he wasn't done with her. He walked out of Rock's room and entered her room and stood in front of her. She saw the Shakespearean drama mask covering his face. He unhooked his masked and showed his face to her. She recognized the harpoon wound Rock gave him extending from the side of his lips up to his jaw bone. He still had a 4'o'clock shadow on his face along with new scars. The once clean cut face of Chriton was now a mangled, war torn, scar infested flesh pile. She mumbled out the phrase "ugliness suits you…you mother fucker!" she said leeching forward slightly. Chritons' face went from pleased to cross. He put his mask back on and walked outside. Revy was laughing aloud as he walked outside. She soon stopped when he brought in another cart with an electrical device on it. He cranked up the generator below the cart and pulled out two alligator clips that went to a car. He touched them together quickly. Sparks flew out in from the clips. "I'm going to make you wish you were dead," he said as he plunged the alligator clips into her chest.

[Camera fades away from Chriton electrocuting Revy with her screams and the electricity flowing the only sounds heard then cuts to black with Revy screaming louder at the end]

[Ending Credits – UVERworld – Rush]

[Next Episode of Black Lagoon]

Chriton has returned to exact his revenge on all who made him go back into hiding. He only begins to start with his fearsome torture for Rock and Revy. Hotel Moscow now starts setting up for a counter attack by Talia and her men after the failed assassination attempt on Chang. Dutch, Rotten, Shenhua, Sawyer, and Eda plan to find Rock and Revy. Eda get's another phone call from Dreyton telling her to meet him at Roanapur port because he and the Multinational Special Forces crew are waiting. She now has to gear up with Dreyton and his men to take out her two targets all the while wondering if she can bring herself to terms that perhaps the CIA is where she belongs. The powder keg called Roanapur has been ignited and the explosion is going to HUGE.

[Next Time on Black Lagoon, Episode 11: The Deadly Drama of Chriton]