Most Wanted with a Bullet

 


Dragon Doll listens as the head of Zero Section makes his request... "We appreciate all you've done with the Yakuza... not that anyone can ever know you're working with the government... but now we have a different problem... we've obtained intel that terrorists intend to hijack the bullet train heading south to Tokyo... and crash it into the metro station... hundreds... even thousands could die..." she nods... "Just get me on train..."

The head of Zero Section mopping his brow... "Unfortunately, there's no way we can get you on before it begins its journey... which means you have to board it while it's in motion... we've commandeered a supersonic jet to take you to the train... but it's only going to be accelerating... this may be the most dangerous stunt anyone's ever attempted..."

Dragon Doll grins... calmly oiling her blades one by one and sticking them into loops on the garter belt around her muscular thigh... the knives and thigh disappearing beneath the curtain of red silk as she stands... reaching for her sword... "No time to waste then..."

The section chief quickly getting you onto the plane... which rockets over the Japanese countryside... the train already gaining speed... the pilot attempting to match the speed in the jet... "Nobody's ever tried this without being killed... I hope you know what you're doing..."

Dragon Doll stares at the pilot with an impassive expression... "We all die..." the corner of her mouth twitching... “when time come...” this apparently her idea of humor... her red silks already rearranged into her ninja look... "Low level... over the engine... signal me when match speed..."

The plane dipping down... level over the engine... getting speed up... as both train and plane head towards a tunnel cut into a mountain... the pilot's hands almost shaking... "It's got to be now..."

Dragon Doll dives as the plane pulls up... red silk flapping wildly as she plunges one hundred feet down toward a train moving at 200 kph... wind resistance driving her back... fortunately as it turns out... the engine disappearing into the tunnel before she lands... six cars back... ducking flat... the tunnel providing perfect cover for a shadow ninja to enter the train unseen...

The train speeding through the tunnel... the roof inches above your head... as you attempt to find a way in... having to time your every move perfectly... and hoping the terrorists didn't have their suspicions aroused by the jet plane overhead...

Dragon Doll slithers over the side and into an open window... dropping silently inside the cabin... steel wheels humming beneath the floor... eyes of dragonfire peering over red silk mask that covers much of her face... examining her surroundings...

The open window having led into a small passage between cars... out of the terrorists' line of sight... one patrolling each car... armed with an automatic weapon... possibly more elsewhere on the train... and certainly one or two in the driver's compartment...

Dragon Doll grins and moves forward to the next car... kicking the door violently open... somersaulting forward down the aisle... silk rustling... blades appearing between her fingers as her hand comes up... flicking them at the surprised guard like darts... even as a passenger screams...

The blades striking home... dropping the guard before his finger can tighten on the trigger... even as the scream alerts the two terrorists in the neighboring cars... who burst in at either end to see what the matter is... goggling at the dead man... and drawing their automatic weapons on you...

Dragon Doll is already moving forward before the guards enter... intending to take the one entering the front of the car... by stepping behind and slitting his throat... so she can use him as a shield to the gunfire from the other... while she returns fire with the gun of the guard she has taken out...

The first guard barely getting his weapon up before his throat is cut... gurgling as you spin him around... bullets thudding into him as you return fire... and get the other in the head... the passengers screaming and crying... a couple getting up and running for it... fortunately it seems the only remaining terrorists are ahead... two of them coming down the cars behind you...

Dragon Doll points the gun in her hands at the fleeing passengers... "Down!" sneering as the gun in her hands jams... and she spins to deal with the next car... sidestepping into the space between cars... the flutter of silk seeming to blend with the rushing of the train... not to mention the shadows... as the end of the tunnel looms...

The terrorists rushing past you... not seeing you in the dark shadows thanks to your ninja training... turning their backs on your for a moment... before the train bursts out of the tunnel... and the rays of the sun throw your shadow on the wall ahead of them...

Dragon Doll's shadow raises her sword in a two-handed grip... slashing at shoulder level... grinning for the two men to see as their spinning heads become detached from their shoulders... or at least that is the intention of the stout dark-haired demon shrouded in blood red silk...

The expressions on the terrorist’s faces horrified as the heads bounce on the ground... and the train lurches... only one terrorist left, it seems... in the driving seat... and determined to smash the train into Tokyo station... giving you less that five minutes to put the breaks on if you want to slow the train and stop a fatal crash...

Dragon Doll discovers the door to the engine locked... her sword makes quick work of the hoses connecting the train to the engine... calling on her dragon... green scales slithering over her thigh and calf... stomping the coupling loose... hanging on to the engine as it barrels onward... kicking the train full of passengers away...

The engine rocketing on alone now... as the passenger cars slow... the swift kick helping to decelerate them... the engine still barreling ahead... at a great enough speed to hit like a bomb going off... enough to certainly wreck Tokyo station unless you can prevent it...

Dragon Doll crawls up over the engine as it shoots along the rails like a rocketship... buffeted by the wind rushing past... the muscles of even this fantastic bodybuilder tested as she pulls herself along... pieces of red silk being ripped away... like skin being flayed from flesh... leaving her next to naked as she thrusts her sword tip down through the roof of the engine cabin... the station already coming into sight across the bay...

A cry coming from inside... as you attempt to carve your way in... the ultra-sharp sword cutting through the steel of the roof... giving you enough room to drop down... to face the final terrorist... a madman with a live grenade clutched in his hand... "Don't come any closer... or I'll release my grip and blow us all to kingdom come..."

Dragon Doll stands there naked... dragon tattoo running over her curves... staring impassively at the terrorist... glancing calmly out at Tokyo Bay as the train hurtles along over it... "We all die..." her lips curling into a grimace as her sword lashes out... aimed to cut the hand holding the grenade from the man's arm...

The sword slashing out... and the grenade tumbling into your hand... before the hand holding it can release... the terrorist clutching his severed wrist for a moment... and then going for his gun with his other hand... "Forward the resistance... it’s too late to stop this bullet train from crashing now..."

Dragon Doll is splattered red from head to toe by blood from the severed arm... and as the madman goes for the gun she drops the severed hand... springing up through the hole in the roof as it falls... the severed hand opening as it hits the floor... the engine exploding under the naked ninja... tucked into a ball... the force of the blast pushing her away from the 150 ton fireball... her splash into the bay engulfed by that of the massive engine...

The engine coming off the rails... and sailing into the bay likewise... the massive wave sending you splashing onto the shore of the bay... utterly naked... dozens of tourists videoing the unexpected fireworks... and getting an eyeful that may just rival them...

Dragon Doll quickly scurries for the shadows like a drowned rat... though not before being caught by a few cameras... those pictures accompanying headlines in the morning tabloids... "Dragon Doll Destroys Bullet Train... Yakuza Murderess a Threat to All Japan..." her efforts to protect her homeland having only made her more feared than ever...

(Dec 2009)