First off, this was done as a request from a friend, so please don't get stroppy.
That said, any suggestions for casting would be a big help.
File 1. Briefing for Briefs.
The room was dark, lit by a dim bulb on the ceiling directly over the sole occupant. He sat on the edge of the medical bed, the floor rocking from side to side beneath him slightly. They'd brought him on a ship then, it certainly explained the slight unease in his stomach. Though it might also have something to do with the fact he was currently buck naked, and the last time he'd checked there'd been a blizzard going on outside.
'Teach me to let my guard down getting out of the damn shower.' The man muttered, kicking himself for literaly being caught with his pants down, looking up with a scowl as the door to the room opened, admitting a figure in Konoha military fatigues, flanked by several grunts he recognised from the ambush, from the looks of things they still couldn;t walk straight.
"It's been a long time Fox." The figure greeted calmly, a smile on his weathered face that earned a snort from the shorter blonde.
"I should've known you were behind this Colonel." Fox muttered, eyeing the older blonde with a neutral scowl from behind his mane of unruly blonde hair. He hadn't seen Colonel Yamanaka Inoichi for some time now, but the man wore his dress uniform as well as ever, even with a few streaks of grey in his non-regulation ponytail.
"That's no way to greet and old war buddy Fox." Yamanaka countered warmly, only to blink as he met the younger blonde's unflinching glare.
"What do you want from me?" Fox demanded, looking into his one-time superior's eyes coldly "And it better not be the reason I'm 'au natural' at the moment."
"Not one for going commando are we?" Yamanaka joked, flinching as Fox's hackles rose warningly "Relax, I just invited you out here so we could talk."
"Invited?!" the naked man repeated "That's what you call sending armed soldiers after me?! You're paying for that damn door by the way."
"Sorry if they were a little rough," Yamanaka offered sincerely, nodding at the bruised soldiers with a wry smile "but you DID give them hell before they knocked you out." He frowned "All joking aside, we have a serious situation on our hands, and you're the only one that can get us out of it."
"Last I checked, I retired from ANBU-HOUND," Fox countered with a snort "You aren't my commander anymore, and I don't have to take orders from you, or anyone else."
"You WILL take these orders," Yamanaka insisted confidently as he walked in front of the blonde "I know it...for one you wont be getting a pair of pants till you do."
Fox scowled at the joke, only to look up as a woman excused herself, entering the room with several things on a tray "This is Dr. Shizune." The colonel introduced, nodding at the good doctor "She's the chief medical specialist on ANBU-HOUND's medical staff, and an expert on gene therapy."
"You're military?" Fox asked, eyeing the pretty brunette suspiciously, noting her youngish features and shapely figure under her pullover and medical coat.
"Civilian actually," Shizune replied honestly, placing the tray near his bed "I was sent here by the KTGC, a pleasure to meet you." Reaching for a needle, she pushed the air out and motioned for his arm "Don't worry," she assured the suspicious blonde "This won't hurt a bit."
"What's the shot for?" Fox asked, eyeing her warily as she tied off his arm to raise a vein, tapping it to make it visible.
"What's wrong?" Shizune asked teasingly "Don't like shots?" she didn't wait for a reply as she injected him with the contents of the needle.
"Listen Up Fox." The colonel cut in, drawing the younger man's attention away from the doctor "It all went down five hours ago; heavily armed soldiers occupied Shadow Mosses island, a remote island off the coast of Yuki no Kuni."
"What soldiers?" Fox demanded, face settling into a focused stare that the colonel hadn't seen in years.
"Next generation special forces," Yamanaka supplied "Led by members of ANBU-HOUND. They've presented Konoha with a single demand, and claim that if it isn't met, they'll launch a MCW."
"Mass Chakra weapon?" Fox repeated, a shiver running down his spine. Whilst weapons that ran on chakra were nothing new to him, they were the work of a twisted genius, capable of wiping out whole countries if used correctly. "ANBU-HOUND hijacking a Mass Chakra Weapon?"
"Now you understand the seriousness of our situation." Yamanaka noted grimly, nodding to one of the guards that had come in with him as a projector was turned on. "You'll have two mission objectives," he explained as a slide came up "First, you're to rescue the DARPA Chief, Homura." The slide changed to reveal another man "And the President of ArmsTech, Gato. Both are being held as hostages."
"Those are some heavy-duty hostages." Fox muttered, memorizing every detail of their faces by instinct, but refusing to let his interest show.
"Secondly," Yamanaka continued "You're to investigate whether or not the terrorists have the ability to launch an MC strike, and stop them if they do." He regarded the man carefully "Any questions Fox?"
"Questions?" Fox repeated with a grunt, raising an eyebrow at the man "I haven't even said I'd accept this mission, what does any of this have to do with me." He twitched his head towards the guards "Why not send some of these guys, you're not hurting for raw muscle." He snorted "God knows it only took twenty to hold me down."
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The colonel shot the annoyed guards a look to silence them, before sighing and turning to regard the younger man resignedly "Well, don't make up your mind until after you hear more about the situation." He asked, looking Fox in the eye calmly, until the younger man looked away with a grunt.
"Tell me about the Island." Fox asked at length, regarding Yamanaka out the corner of his eye "I'm guessing that they didn't just choose it for the scenery."
"You're right," the colonel agreed, pulling up another slide "The island is in actuality a disposal facility for MC weapons, and includes a hardened underground base." He nodded at an overhead slide of the facility "Even with our most advanced intelligence gathering equipment, we can't tell what's going on inside."
"Meaning someone has to penetrate, gather intelligence and report back." Fox noted, snorting derisively "Sounds like a Bond movie." He muttered, before regarding the older blonde with a frown "What's the insertion method?"
"Well, with this storm an air insertion is pretty much out of the question." The colonel noted, wincing as the ship rocked slightly "So we're going to approach the facility by sub."
"Approach?" Fox repeated, not liking the sound of things thus far as Shizune continued to fuss over him with needles and bandages.
"Within a few miles of it," Yamanaka elaborated, "the facility is equipped with sonar-detection capability. They'd be able to hear our engine or propeller noise. After we get close, we'll launch a one-man SDV."
"Launch?" Fox repeated, sitting up a little straighter and wincing as one of Shizune's needles pricked him, shooting the apologetic medic a glare.
"Same as a torpedo, only without a propulsion system of it's own." Yamanaka explained to the man "After the SDV gets as close as it can, dispose of it. From there on you'll have to swim."
"You expect me to SWIM in Sub-Zero water?" Fox asked, a deadpan expression on his face "You DO recall how Yuki-no-kuni got its name right? And last I checked I left my shorts back home."
"Relax, the suit you'll be wearing represents the latest in poly-thermal technology." The colonel assured him, nodding as a soldier came in, opening a briefcase to reveal a strange suit. Grey, skintight fabric with a black flack jacket, orange trim around the edges "the disposal facility covers the whole island, I'll contact you by Codec after you reach the target."
"Anyone going with me?" Fox asked, actually feeling a sense of relief as the colonel shook his head "And I suppose weapons and equipment are OSP?"
"Yes, this is a top-secret black op." the colonel admitted, regarding the semi-naked man carefully "Don't expect any official support."
Fox nodded, having expected as much. Hi-no-Kuni certainly couldn't get its hands dirty now could they? "What business could the DARPA chief and the president of an arms manufacturing company have at an MCW disposal facility?" he asked, looking at the Colonel for answers.
"Secret exercises were being conducted at the same time the terrorists attacked." Colonel Yamanaka admitted.
'Must be pretty damn important exercises if THOSE two were directly involved' Fox muttered. Leaders rarely got their own hands dirty unless they had to. "Could they have been testing some new type of weapon?" he asked.
"I'm not privy to that information." Yamanaka replied honestly, earning a look from the younger man.
"Well, do you at least know where the hostages are being located?" Fox asked, shooting the man a look of warning not to get his hopes up "If I DO accept this mission I don't feel like sneaking around freezing my balls off surrounded by hostiles."
"The DARPA chief has also been injected with a mini-transmitter." Shizune assured the man, drawing his attention "As you get close, it should be possible to pick him up on your radar."
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'Radar?' Fox repeated numbly, wondering what on earth the woman was on about before shrugging it off and turning to the Colonel "Do they really have the capability to launch?"
"They say they do." Yamanaka admitted grimly "They even gave us the serial number of the warhead they plan to use." He shook his head "The number was verified, at the very least, they've got their hands on an actual MC warhead."
Fox shivered at this, before shaking himself and looking at the colonel "I thought all the warheads were equipped with safety devices to prevent this kind of terrorism." He asked, to which the Colonel nodded.
"Every missile and warhead currently in our arsenal is equipped with a PAL, which uses a discreet detonation code." He grimaced "Unfortunately, the DARPA chief knows the detonation code, so we can't rest easy."
"But even if they have a warhead, it must've been removed from its missile." Fox reminded the man "all the missiles on these disposal sites are supposed to be dismantled. It's not that easy to get your hands on an ICBM."
"That used to be true." Yamanaka admitted with a hint of bitterness "but since the cold war, you can get anything if you have enough money and the right connections."
"Great," Fox groused, putting a hand over his eyes and running it through his mane of blonde hair in exasperation "So what exactly are they demanding? I doubt it's better wages or dental."
"A person's remains." Col. Yamanaka revealed, a hint of disgust in his tone "To be more accurate, cell specimens that contain the individuals genomic information."
"Cell specimens?" Fox repeated, looking more confused by the second "What the hell do they need those for?"
"The terrorists need them." the colonel supplied "You see, these Next Generation Special Forces have been strengthened through Gene therapy." He nodded at the man "You've heard of the Human Genome Project right? They've nearly finished mapping the human genome. Following up on this, the military has been working toward identifying those genes responsible for creating effective soldiers."
"There are genes that can do that?" Fox asked, looking at his former commander in disbelief as the man nodded.
"And using gene therapy, they're able to transplant those same genes into regular soldiers." Yamanaka revealed, only to sigh at the confused look on the younger man's face.
"I'll explain," Shizune spoke up, drawing the confused blonde's attention "With gene therapy, we can remove those genes which we know may lead to sickness or disease, and at the same time, splice in genes with beneficial effects, like resistance to cancer for example."
"In other words," the colonel elaborated "we can overcome all sorts of genetic diseases, and at the same time add genetic characteristics as desired."
"Okay," Fox reasoned slowly, still coming to grips with the information "so if you knew what genes were responsible for creating the perfect soldier, you could implant them in the same way, right?"
"But it all depends on being able to isolate, and identify, those 'soldier genes'." The colonel agreed with a nod.
"And in order to do that," Shizune supplied from the side "it's helpful to study the genomic information of one of the greatest soldiers ever."
"One of the greatest ever?" Fox repeated, a sinking feeling rising up from the pit of his stomach as he looked between the two accusingly "Hold on…don't tell me…not Danna?!"
"That's right," Naomi admitted "we've been working feverishly to identify the genes responsible for his incredible combat skill, and so far have identified sixty of the so-called 'soldier genes'."
"So his body was recovered after all." Fox muttered grimly, recalling his last encounter with the legendary Danna with no small amount of discomfort. "And you quacks thought it'd be smart to play 'operation' with it?"
"Yes," Shizune agreed, noticing the discomfort on his face with a flinch "his cells have remained frozen in a cryo-chamber. His genomic information is a priceless treasure to mankind."
"Priceless to the military perhaps." Fox countered with a snort, cutting off Shizune's explanation on how'd they'd recovered his DNA "You people are amazing," he muttered sarcastically, shaking his head "First you go and bring the old man's corpse back from God knows where, harvest whatever you want out of it like it's some sort of genetic cookie jar." He glared at Shizune "And now you're telling me you intend to transplant those genes into normal soldiers? Wasn't ONE Danna bad enough?"
"Fox," Col. Yamanaka cut into the tirade swiftly "you of all people must understand the reason we can't give them his body. It's potentially more dangerous than all the warheads on that island put together."
"I hear the terrorists are calling themselves 'The Sons of Danna.'" Shizune supplied helpfully, still a little put out by the man's anger.
"Sons of Danna huh?" Fox muttered, face twisting in wry amusement, before looking up at the Colonel sharply "What's the time limit?"
"They say they'll launch after 24-hours." Yamanaka supplied "So far they haven't specified a target."
"When did the countdown start?" Fox asked, wondering how much time exactly was wasted tracking him down "And just whom are you speaking for Colonel."
"Five hours ago." Col. Yamanaka admitted "And naturally, I'm here representing the Konoha government."
"So who's in the supervisory control of this operation?" Fox asked, wondering how far the trail went back anbd who he'd have to hunt down if they tried to cockblock him.
"The Daimyo himself." The Colonel replied frankly, earning an impressed look from Fox. If the big man himself was getting involved things had to be serious.
"Which means he must be meeting up with his aides in the map room right about now." Fox noted.
"Actually, they're still video-conferencing with one another." The colonel countered with a shrug, earning an annoyed look from Fox.
"If that's a real warhead like you said then shouldn't they be issuing a damned COG?" the former agent demanded "What the hell are they smoking?"
"Calm Down, the Secretary of Defense has operational control, and is fully aware of the situation." Col. Yamanaka explained, though he was looking a little irked himself "After you infiltrate, if you determine they posses MC launch capabilities, a COG will be issued."
"Well if they aren't relocating to the shelter under the monument I suppose there isn't that much reason to worry yet." Fox allotted with a grunt "How well armed are these terrorists? How's there battle experience?"
"Heavily armed I'm afraid." The colonel admitted apologetically "And the six members of ANBU-HOUND in charge are all hardened veterans. They're tough enough to eat nails and ask for seconds."
"Wouldn't expect anything less from ANBU-HOUND." Fox noted with a dim sense of pride, leaning his elbows on his legs. "Tell me about these Next-Gen Special Forces."
"They started out as an Anti-Terrorist special-ops unit made up from members of former biochem units, technical escort units and the MCEST." Yamanaka explained, firing up another slide "Their purpose was to respond to threats involving next generation weapons of mass destruction including CBC weaponry."
"Until THEY were added that is." Shizune noted grimly, earning a look from Fox as another slide was pulled up.
"Looks like a pretty international group." Fox noted offhandedly, running his eyes over the hardened visages with a calculating stare "Mercenaries?"
"Worse." The Colonel replied "Most of them were from a merc agency I think you're familiar with." He pulled up another slide, nodding as Fox flinched "They're all former members of Big Boss' private guard, and after he went down, the military just bought out all their contracts."
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"Outer Heaven." Fox muttered grimly, visions of his first taste of actually combat flashing behind his eyes. He'd only been a green recruit to ANBU-HOUND at the time, just another soldier, nothing outwardly remarkable. The fact he was the only member of the unit available to infiltrate the complex had struck him as odd even then, but he'd been young, and didn't think to question the word of the living legend that was Big Boss.
"I thought using genetically enhanced soldiers was against international law." He asked, trying to ward off the memories of the hell that had followed his blind trust.
"Well...yes," Shizune hazarded, shrugging her shoulders "but those are just declarations, not actual treaties."
"The interesting thing." Col Yamanaka noted "Is that nearly every member of the unit conspired in this attack."
"All of them?" Fox repeated, slightly alarmed at the notion "How could an entire unit be subverted to rebellion?"
"They're calling it a revolution." Shizune offered, nodding towards the colonel to continue.
"Since they all went through the same gene therapy," Yamanaka supplied "they probably felt closer than brothers. They see the unit as their only family."
"The Sons of Danna." Fox muttered derisively, snorting to the side "But if they were regular army, they must've been interviewed regularly by counselors."
"According to their files they all got straight A's on their psychological tests." Col. Yamanaka supplied "They all seemed like upstanding patriotic soldiers."
"And yet they all took part in the uprising?" Fox persisted, still unable to accept something so ludicrous.
"Well, no." the colonel admitted, "Some people didn't show up on the day of the exercise. That's why there was a re-supply of troops."
"Was there any sign recently that something might be wrong?" Fox asked, trying to get as much Intel as possible.
"There was a report about a month ago." Yamanaka admitted "It said they were acting strangely."
"Apparently they consulted classified information concerning the soldier genes and carried out their own gene therapy experiments." Shizune supplied helpfully.
"They can do that without you?" Fox asked, looking the scientist over carefully, earning an embarrassed flush from the woman.
"Well, our gene therapy process is almost completely automated." Shizune admitted with a shrug "Besides, they're all geniuses with IQ's well over 180."
"Even the existence of this genome army is a national secret of the highest order." Yamanaka informed the agent "We'd been hoping to investigate this quietly, and deal with it behind closed doors."
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Fox looked up as the Colonel pointed at the slide machine, pulling up another picture, this time a group of six people, five men and a woman, all in impressive looking trench coats save for the big guy at the back with an orange mane.
"High-tech Special forces unit ANBU-HOUND." Yamanaka introduced "Your former unit, and one I was a commander of." He nodded solemnly "An elite group combining firepower and expertise; they're every bit as good as when I was commanding them."
"So they're still around," Fox noted grimly, knowing before he'd retired that the unit had been limited to a skeleton crew, with no active agents. It seemed Yamanaka had rectified that mistake before retiring himself.
"There are six members of ANBU-HOUND involved in the attack." Yamanaka revealed, pointing at the slide with a laser pointer "Psycho Sasori, with his powerful psychic abilities;" he moved the dot to the lone female "Sniper Hebi, the beautiful and deadly sharpshooter;" the pointer moved to a man near the back with his face hidden "Decoy Tako, master of disguise;" the big guy was up next "Vulcan Oni, giant and Shaman;" and finally, a bespectacled man with graying silver hair "And Revolver Kabuto, specialist in interrogation and a formidable gunfighter."
"Looks like a pretty interesting bunch." Fox noted with a sarcastic smirk "Too bad we'll be meeting up under these circumstances."
"And finally," Col. Yamanaka finished, pointing at the man at the forefront, face blurred by the quality of the slide "in charge of them all, ANBU-HOUND's squad leader, Liquid Fox."
"Liquid Fox?!" Fox repeated, sitting ramrod straight as he turned to regard the colonel sharply. The odds of two agents receiving the same designation were one in a million. For someone else to be awarded the title of fox…something only HE had been granted…it would appear that things were about to get interesting.
"Liquid fox." The Colonel repeated, looking at the younger man carefully "The man with the same codename as you."
"I thought by the time I left ANBU-HOUND was no longer using codenames." Fox asked, refusing to fall for the Colonel's bait so easily.
"I don't know his real name if that's what you're wondering." Col. Yamanaka replied, shooting the man's hope down in flames "That information is so highly classified even I can't look at it." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo, handing it to Fox and nodding as the younger man's eyes widened "Pretty shocking huh? His hair colour is different, but other than that, you two are exact duplicates."
"…I have a twin…?" Fox managed to get out, looking up from the photo with a look of absolute disbelief on his face. The blue eyed, red-haired clone glared up at him from the flimsy photo, almost accusingly.
"I don't know the details," Yamanaka admitted "but that appears to be the case. It's the real reason we need you for this mission."
"You're the only one that can beat him." Shizune insisted "Now that I've met you I can know that for sure." She nodded at the blonde "You have something he doesn't, I can see it in your eyes."
'Why doesn't that thought reassure me any?' Fox muttered, looking down at his redheaded doppelganger with a growing sense of trepidation, before tossing the photo at Yamanaka "Colonel, I don't work for you people anymore, let me go back to wave."
"Sorry Fox," Col. Yamanaka offered "But this ship is headed straight for Yuki no kuni territory, there's no room for debate."
"I told you," Fox growled dangerously "Even if I owe YOU something, I don't owe anything to the army OR Konoha!"
"You will accept this assignment!" the colonel snapped, face snapping from genial to professional in an instant.
"And why would I be stupid enough to do that?" Fox snorted, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall "I'm no patriot, I could care less if the place burns to the ground."
"Fox," the colonel began warningly "there's enough dirt in your file from your days as an agent to keep you locked away until you're an old man…possibly till you die."
"Oh I see," Fox noted, a knowing look coming to his eyes as he regarded the Colonel with a coldly "Blackmail…so that's your angle is it?"
"I prefer to think of it as helping you come to a decision easier." Yamanaka admitted offhandedly "But anyways, I know you better than that. You'd take this assignment even without the threat."
"What makes you say that?" Fox asked, leaning against the wall and regarding the older man with interest in those cold blue eyes.
"Because you're a natural born soldier." Yamanaka revealed "You're not the 'grow old gracefully' type, same as all of us who've seen real action, the only place you feel truly alive is on the battlefield." He nodded solemnly as he began to pace about "I'm a soldier too, I know those feelings of powerlessness and frustration that you feel everyday." He waved a hand at the wall "You've tried to play the Boy Scout in wave, but you can't be a carpenter forever." He turned to face the younger man calmly "Come back to us Fox, be a soldier again. Let us give you a purpose."
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Fox eyed his former commander carefully, as if evaluating him for several seconds, before crossing his arms. "Colonel…" he noted, looking the older man in the eye "You're retired. So why the hell are you involved in all of this."
"Because no-one knows the ANBU-HOUND as well as I do." The colonel replied promptly, noting the skeptical look on the agents face "That, and I've been soldering for a long time, I don't know anything else." He chuckled "I guess, even though I'm getting old, I still love to be in the field."
"Colonel…" Fox began, raising an eyebrow mockingly "You're a lousy liar. Tell me the truth or I'm walking."
Yamanaka twitched, then sagged, looking oddly relieved as he pulled up a chair and sat, leaning on the back of it to look Fox in the eye. "Sorry Fox…I'll be frank." He agreed, holding the younger man's gaze "A person very dear to me is being held hostage…my daughter, Ino."
"What was your daughter doing there?" Fox wondered, looking over the colonel's exhausted frame carefully. Apparently the man was quite relieved to get this off his chest.
"Several soldiers were reported missing the day of the revolt." Col Yamanaka reminded him, holding out a photo "My daughter was one of those called in as an emergency replacement."
Fox accepted the photo; looking over saluting blonde in the picture with a nod "She looks like you." He noted, actually impressed by what he could see "But a personal motive? That isn't very professional Colonel."
"I'm retired now," Yamanaka reminded him "I'm just an old man now...and your friend."
"Since when were we friends?" Fox snorted half-heartedly, regarding the older man with a raised eyebrow.
"I've thought of us as friends since the fall of Zanzibar." The colonel admitted with a casual shrug, a sign he hadn't taken offence.
"With my personality, I don't HAVE too many friends." Fox reminded the man, "I tend to hold people at arms length these days too."
"That's what I trust about you." Col. Yamanaka admitted, "That's what makes you human." He looked in the younger man's eyes, professionalism gone and replaced with the desperate eyes of a father "Please Fox…Save my little girl."
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The two regarded each other, some silent conversation passing between the retired agent and his former commander that the other onlookers couldn't comprehend.
Col. Yamanaka had taken over as commander of ANBU-Hound shortly after the Outer Heaven incident, and had done a stellar job of keeping the ragtag group together; something no one else had managed when it was revealed that Big Boss, founder of the organization, had been the mastermind behind the incident. He personally oversaw the Zanzibar mission, which ironically, had been Solid Fox's last mission as an agent before dropping off the radar, and had wordlessly given the agent his blessings as he vanished without a trace.
"All right." The former agent agreed at length, looking the older man in the eyes "I'll do it, but on two conditions."
"Name them." Col. Yamanaka replied, looking at the younger man with relief and gratitude behind his professional mask.
"One: No more secrets between us." Fox demanded, "I want complete disclosure at all times. And two: I'll only take orders directly from you Colonel. No cut-offs involved, okay?"
"Agreed," Yamanaka replied with a relieved smile "That's why I was called…but one thing Fox." He smiled at the agent "I'm not a colonel anymore…just a retired old warhorse."
"I understand…Colonel." Fox replied, a small smile gracing his features, before nodding towards Shizune "she part of the op too?"
"She was in charge of ANBU-HOUND's gene therapy." Col Yamanaka explained with a nod "She knows more about those guys than anyone else."
"So what, you've seen them naked?" Fox asked, looking the brunette over carefully, a slight smirk on his face "Guess I've something else in common with 'em."
"Make no mistake," Shizune noted with a sniff, as she held up a clipboard "I'm not a nurse, I'm a scientist."
"By the way," Fox asked her, pointing at the used needle nearby "What was that shot for earlier?"
"A combination of nano-machines and an anti-freezing peptide," the medic explained "so that your blood and other bodily fluids don't freeze, even in at sub-arctic temperatures."
"Nano-machines?" Fox repeated, looking at his arm in confusion, wondering what the hell they were for, not exactly trusting of the latest advances in technology.
"And not just the one type." Shizune elaborated "There are different types that will replenish the supply of adrenaline, nutrition and sugar in your bloodstream."
"Least I won't have to worry about food." Fox alloted, recalling numerous missions in the past where he'd practically starved to death.
"I also put some Neo-tropics in there," Shizune added, "They're a type of drug which will improve your mental functioning." She nodded as she checked off her fingers "I also put some Benzedrine in there, it's a stimulant that'll keep you alert and responsive for twelve straight hours."
"Hell of a cocktail." Fox noted, visibly impressed as he looked the doctor over with a smirk "Anything else? No side effects I hope? Never was one for stimulants."
"That's it, and no." Shizune assured him "Though those nano-machines should also keep your Codec's battery fully charged for the duration of the mission."
"Guess I know who to call next time I go on a diet." Fox noted with a grin as the doctor winked at him "By the way, I need to borrow your scissors."
Shizune blinked, but handed the tools over without a fuss "What are you going to do?" she asked, looking away as the still nude blonde stood up and walked over to a mirror.
"Don't worry," Fox assured her, grabbing his mane of blonde hair in one hand "Just gonna clean myself up a little."
Shizune blinked as he cut away the majority of his blonde locks, before sighing and stepping forwards, taking the scissors off him and making him sit down. "You're just tearing off clumps of it." she muttered "Here, let me do it."
Fox raised an eyebrow but didn't complain, letting her cut away at his hair until he looked semi decent again. "Thanks." He offered "I didn't feel like being mistaken for the leader of the terrorists."
Shizune said nothing, merely brushing off the last traces of hair from his shoulders and patting him on the shoulder, leaving him to get dressed as they neared the sub that was to take them the rest of the way.
'Danna...' Fox muttered, staring at his face in the mirror with a scowl, blue eyes narrowed as he prepped himself for what was to come 'even from the grave you just won't let me be.'
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Well, that's that.
Expect other chapters up soon. This Fic basically follows the Metal Gear plotline but with a few changes.
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