The Assignment

As a phone rings on a desk surrounded by papers of murders and assassinations, a young Asian woman rushes to the phone. 

“Hello, this is Chan.” 

A man’s voice comes across very aggressively, “Chan, he’s been spotted outside of Tainon. You should be able to make it there within 20 minutes.” says her commanding officer. 

“Yes sir, other orders sir?” 

“Take the task force, bring him in alive Chan.” The commanding officer says forcefully. 

“Yes sir.” She says about to hang up the phone. 

“And Mei-Ling…” the man says with a pause. “Be careful.”

​With those last words from her commanding officer Mei-Ling Chan head of the Interpols Division of Assassination and Murder (DAM), hangs up the phone. “Finally a chance to get that red headed bastard. I’ll have the perfect opportunity to find out what really happened that day.” She walks into a room down the hall filled with soldiers and puts a finger up and does a circular motion, the room springs to life with everyone grabbing their gear. They make it to the garage and load up into a heavily armored vehicle large enough to carry 20 people. As she rides to capture her target she drifts off into her own mind. 

“Ms. Chan,” a task force soldier calls out to her. 

Mei-Ling snaps back to reality and realizes where she is. ” They’ve just spotted him in the center square.” Says the task force soldier. 

“All right team,” Mei- Ling says in a very commanding voice. “Weapons and armor check, we go in and take him down hard. I want him detained; try to disarm him quickly, if he moves toward you, be very cautious. You’ve trained for almost 2 years for this opportunity… make me proud.” The task force then says in unison. “Yes, Ma’am.”

Tainon Center Square

​A man dressed in a white sleeveless outfit holding a sheathed sword is seen standing in front of what looks like a duck statue with it’s beak open. The man jumps up to the mouth of the statue and pulls out a manila folder. When he lands on the ground, the square has cleared of all movement. 

“Freeze…” was shouted from across the square. 

“Kamikaze X stay where you are and drop your weapon, do not make us use excessive force,” yells a task force soldier. 

As the man known as Kamikaze X views his surroundings he notices 6 snipers, 22 ground troops and 2 sword-wielding soldiers at 2 different entry points. Then he notices a woman in the middle of it all, she begins to slowly walk toward him. The man known as Kamikaze X stares at her and cocks his head almost as if he’s giving her a look of recognition.

The woman walking with such ferocity looks like she’s walking a runway, modeling the newest fashions. Tactical boots laced up tight to her skintight acid washed blue jeans with knee pads and a holster strapped to her right thigh with a handgun securely in it. Her hips ever so curvy with each step forward looking as if they’ll push you away if you get to close. A belt around her waist connected to her holster. A white button down dress shirt is seen tucked into her jeans with a black leather jacket unzipped. A suppressed bounce from her chest shows that she’s wearing a bulletproof vest under her shirt. Her long hair bounces behind her shoulders from a tight ponytail sitting atop her head. Eyes that are determined and brown so dark they appear almost black under her dark blue eye shadow. A button nose sits above voluptuous lips that part ever so slightly.  

​ “Kamikaze X,” she yells out to him. “We do not want to fight with you, chase after you or anything else other than talk to you. Please look at this as a chance to clear your case. Interpol just wants the chance to start something fresh. Please drop your sword, I’ll introduce myself… I’m Mei-Ling Chan.” She slightly bows to acknowledge him.

​ As he thinks of her name and face he notices that the surrounding troops are beginning to inch closer to him. The look on his face looks as if he’s considering her offer yet turns it down by turning back towards the statue. Mei-Ling signals for her weapon and for the troops to move in. They come closer, the man scales the statue and jumps to a near by building.

​ Mei-Ling orders her troops to follow him on the ground while she and the 2 swordsmen follow on the rooftops. The man continues across the rooftops looking behind him, he sees Mei-Ling and the swordsmen on his tail. He then looks down to see the ground troops slowly behind, shooting up at him. He then leaps over to an adjacent rooftop and soars down to a lower one. He stops on the roof and looks back to notice that his followers are nowhere in sight.

​Suddenly the floor implodes beneath his feet and he finds himself on the top floor of the building. Immediately under attack by the 2 swordsmen. As he uses his sword sheath to block he seems a little overwhelmed by the 2 swordsmen. He blocks one, as well as kicks the other to the ground. He then kicks the one he blocked into the wall. The other strikes at him knocking the hat off the mans head as he nearly dodged the attack. The swordsman attacks once again with his sword just catching the right cheek of the man drawing blood but is then foiled by a hit of the butt of the mans sword handle then elbows, knees and kicks him to the ground. As the swordsmen hits the floor the man slowly begins to remove his sword from its sheath. 

​Suddenly Mei-Ling appears from behind him but before she has the chance to act, the man spins beside her and kicks her out of a doorway to the ground. As she looks up nothing makes sense, a blur of white and red with constant streaks of silver is all she can see. Suddenly the blur stopped and the man stood before her. The man’s taller than reported maybe 6’2”. Earlier he was moving so fast she thought he was wearing white now she can see that he’s wearing an ivory color, his entire outfit is ivory. He bends over to pick up his hat, a rancher fedora with a red band. An ivory vest on his torso with no shirt under it exposing muscular biceps with the same red as the hat accenting cuffs around his toned shoulders. His pants are ivory as well but are tight among his thighs but also are loose past his calves. Ivory boots with red tread and trim completed his outfit. 

The white hat a top his head was tilted enough to cover his eyes. Visible his chiseled jaw with a slight amount of stubble on it and skin that appears as smooth as silk. Panicked Mei-Ling looks up and sees the man staring down at her. She looks to his sword and notices that he is not prepared to slay her. Slowly he lifts his head exposing the cut he just received from the swordsman that’s stitching itself shut. While allowing her to see into eyes that are a beautiful crimson red that can see all of any vulnerabilities. 

“I can see the same tormented soul I saw 12 years ago.” Mei-Ling says aggressively. 

The man opens his eyes wide Mei-Ling stares into his eyes and loses herself in them. The corners of his mouth lift into a smile as he turns his back to her and is followed by a beautiful flowing of crimson red hair coming from under his fedora reaching down to his lower back. Awestruck she didn’t even notice him at the window until it’s too late, he’s gone. The ground troops fill the room looking for the man known as Kamikaze X. As they search the room they help Mei-Ling up as she’s finally able to get to her feet she sees that she’s standing in a room with two of her comrades… dead.

Three buildings over…

​As X watches the task force and Mei-Ling threw a window they begin to load into their vehicle, carrying their dead along. Before Mei-Ling enters she looks around surveying the area one last time as if she knows he’s still there. X thinks about her deeply as he walks to the center of the room he’s in, he sits on his knees and places his sword next to him. He slowly takes a deep breath and exhales slowly simultaneously closing his eyes, repeated his deep breathes. Remembering memories long past.

12 Years Earlier

​ In a small resting town in lower china a battle ensues. Seventeen men and three women surround a couple and their child. In the distance a 12-year-old Mei-Ling Chan watches with her 15 year old brother Liu. As the group of 20 draw weapons one of them screams out in pain. As everyone looks at the man, his hands fall to the ground while he’s still standing. His stomach gushes blood all over the ground along with his hands. Everyone jumps back as the man falls to his knees and dies.

​ As they look around a man steps out in front of the couple, holding a sword drenched in blood. With a smile the man looked at the crowd of angry men and women. As he looks on he sees a little girl and her brother far off in the distance. Staring at him a moment 2 of the crowd rush to attack him. As he moves to dodge the attackers one of them knocks the all white hat with a red band off of his head.

​ Beautiful Crimson red hair fell to the man’s shoulders behind solid dark black hair. The crowd gasps as they see the man’s face.

​​“He can’t be no more than 15 years old,” a man says from the crowd.

The three women grab the couple and their child. The young man showed an expression of true anger. Another man from the crowd speaks out, “look… look at his eyes, they’re as red as blood.” Five men rush at the young man. With 2 swings of his blade all 5 men stop in their tracks. The crowd looks on terrified, and the young man slowly walks by the 5 men. As the man looks on at the crowd blood begins to shoot out of the 5 men as their lifeless bodies hit the ground.

The young man with crimson red hair asks the crowd, “are you ready to run yet?” the remaining 11 men then surround the young man. Each man saying some sort of sentence depicting what they’re about to do to him. As they rush in to attack, the young man disappears. Moving so quickly that they can hardly see him as he attacks them one by one. As he steps away from the crowd of men, an explosion of blood covers the scenery behind him. Surrounded by blood the young man rushes for the three women.

One woman runs after him, he appears beside her and runs his blade completely through her body. One of the 2 women runs off in the direction of the 2 onlooking children. The last woman attempts to slice the throat of the father of the couple. That same woman’s arm holding the weapon flies from her body, followed directly by her head. The couple stunned at life, hugs their child while slightly being draped in blood.

The woman running from the crowd gets within 3 feet of the children as her upper torso falls off of her lower body. The young man with crimson red hair appears suddenly in front of the children so close that they see his face perfectly. Staring into his blood red eyes, young Mei-Ling Chan becomes lost in them. Suddenly her brother picks up a rock and tries to hit the red haired young man with it. As the young man dodges the attack another attacker appears from the group. The attacker tries to attack the red haired young man. As the young man dodges the attacker he uses his blade to take away their weapon. As the weapon flies threw the air the young man takes the life of the attacker.

The body falls to the ground and a cry is heard from behind the young man with red hair. The young man turns around quickly only to find the 15 year old lying on the ground, fatally pierced by the last attackers weapon. The girl is kneeling next to him weeping, holding his hand and saying to him that he’ll be ok. The young man with red hair walks over to them and kneels beside them. The boy scared, holding his wound looks to his sister and then to the young man.

The young man begins to rub the boys head looking him eye to eye sorrowfully. Then without warning the young man quickly stabs him in the heart with his sword. Young Mei-Ling lets out a deafening high pitched scream and closes her eyes tightly. When she opens her eyes she looks at her brother horrified at his demise, she looks to the young man’s direction yet he is gone. As she turns to the direction of the couple and their child she’s shocked to see them lying on the ground as corpses.

As X opens his eyes he lets out another deep breath then he pulls the manila folder out of his vest and dump it’s contents to the floor. Four photos fall and a letter addressed to him, as X begins to look over everything he places gently places his sword in front of him. He then removes the blade from the sheath and throws his sword in the air. His swords point lands firmly in a photo that’s upside down, not showing the image. X grabs the letter and begins to read it.

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​Kamikaze X,

This, my friend is the Ting family also known as the family of blood. They’ve each murdered an unknown amount of people but it’s over 40 each. They all have specific talents I wrote down what I found out on each of them on the back of their photos. Their names are Crisp, Meow, Butterfly and Sal. From what I know the leader is Butterfly, they used to fight as a team but now they’re all solo. As always be quick, be safe and good luck.

​​​​Viceroy

​X pulls his sword out of the ground, the picture firmly stuck to it. He takes the photo looks at the picture then turns it over. Reviewing the information he sees that this one is the youngest, the biggest, carries a spear and is nearly invulnerable. As he looks over the information he cocks his head from side to side. Quickly he throws the picture in the air and swiftly sends his blade threw it. “Your end is at hand… Sal Ting.”