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[center][color=FFDE00][b]PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHINA[/b][/color][/center][/h1][/sup][/color]
[indent][sub][COLOR=FFDE00][I]January 15th, 1991[/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=FFDE00][b]EMPRESS OF KOREA[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr][indent][indent][sub][COLOR=FFDE00]Cheongwadae, Seoul[/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent][color=FFF089]The winter snow that coated the gardens of Cheongwadae had finally melted, making them accessible for the President and her staff. President Na Mi-Kyung went out alone to have a moment of solitude before being forced back to the unpleasant world. She reflected upon her dead parents and prayed that they were proud of her. Or at the very least, gratified that their only child was safe and sound. Then, her tranquility was interrupted. Mi-Kyung immediately knew that her friend was coming to visit when there wasn't any sound of resistance from her security. So, she spoke up. [color=FFEB62]"It's nice to see you again, Chairman. I would've prepared a feast if I knew you were coming."[/color]

[color=FFEB62]"You know why I am here."[/color] Chairman Xue Xuefeng said in a severe tone.

[color=FFEB62]"My petition..."[/color] Mi-Kyung answered with a smile. [color=FFEB62]"I knew that it should've been scented."[/color]

[color=FFEB62]"I'm serious. You've made the National Congress divided on the matter, which is something that hasn't happened in decades."[/color] Xuefeng explained.

Mi-Kyung laughed. [color=FFEB62]"That's because they don't want to stand against the Paramount leader openly."[/color]

[color=FFEB62]"Very funny."[/color] Xuefeng replied before finding a nearby bench to sit on. He didn't care if the snow hadn't melted yet. Mi-Kyung sat next to her friend and stared out at the garden. Both of them remained silent for a minute until she started talking again. [color=FFEB62]"It's incredible to see how much this garden has grown since we last saw it together, isn't it?"[/color]

Xuefeng nodded. [color=FFEB62]"The tenth anniversary of the Korean Reunification was the last time we stood here. I believe that tree over there was barely planted, and now it's growing high over the other plants. Remember the first time we set foot here and saw how much of the garden was devastated by the artilleries. It took so long to replace the damaged flowers and bushes. But now, we are here to witness its regrowth. Breathtaking, isn't it?"[/color]

[color=FFEB62]"Only if we weren't so busy to spend time together."[/color] Mi-Kyung frowned. [color=FFEB62]"I assume you came here to tell me to shut up."[/color]

Xuefeng stood up and then turned to his friend with a hint of a smile on his face. [color=FFEB62]"Actually, I came here to ask if you were up to the task—reopening Korea's ports to foreigners that want the world to live under capitalist rule, especially Americans. Look at the citizens living under the Soviets calling for newfound freedoms that their government has restricted. China would look bad on the international stage if we are having similar problems in Korea."[/color]

[color=FFEB62]"Just like Taiwan?"[/color] Mi-Kyung added while Xuefeng glared at her. 

[color=FFEB62]"Their citizens were brainwashed by the Kuomintang while South Koreans were under American influence. Our situations are completely different. But if you have a solution, then I trust your judgment to keep the peace."[/color] Xuefeng looked at her watch then back at Mi-Kyung. [color=FFEB62]"I have to go back to the mainland. I will express support for the petition at the next National Congress."[/color]

Mi-Kyung watched as her friend left the garden to head back home. She sat there for a few more minutes until one of her aides approached her. And she knew what it meant: time to go back to work.[/color][/indent][/indent]
[hr][/indent][indent][indent][sub][COLOR=FFDE00]Shilin Night Market // Taipei[/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent][color=FFF089]Two young men watched the entrance of the night market to find their target and kill them. One of the men had a brown bag, which contained a pistol and a photo of the target. It was an older businesswoman based on the outfit in the picture with another man. That was all he knew about her, and he was okay with it. After all, she was from the mainland that moved to Taiwan shortly after the invasion. Like plenty of Taiwanese people, their hatred towards mainlanders was unmatched since they "invaded" their homes. So, to him, it was good that another "invader" was going to die.

Then, he got the signal from his partner. It was time. 

He stood up and followed his partner, who was going to "accidentally" bump into the target. But, both of them weren't expecting associates with her. It was already too late to let them go. While his partner was apologizing, the other man reached into the bag and felt no pistol. That was when he saw his friend with the gun, thinking he had the better chance to kill her. However, her associate saw the weapon and had enough time to push the target out of harm's way. Two shots rang out, and the associate dropped to the ground with bullet holes in his chest. 

Before his partner had time to react, the other associate pulled out a pistol of his own and opened fire at the assassin. The other man knew that his friend was already fucked and ran towards his only chance at escaping with his freedom: a rented motorcycle. He didn't want to risk getting captured and ran towards it with lighting speeds. By the time he started the motorcycle and began driving away from the night market, he thought nobody followed him. That was until he heard a gunshot and felt something going through his right leg. It caused him to lose control and fall off of the motorcycle. 

The last thing he saw was the left side of a parked car before he lost consciousness.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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