Metal Gear Solid III: Codename: Foxhound
Chapter I: Betrayal
He made his entrance into the Council as the debate was most heated. It instantly quieted
down as soon as he had entered the room. The three Judges sat at the highest platform. The
man came up to them and kneeled before them.
"Ocelot...we have awaited your appearance. Do you have the data?"
The man rose up before the Judges, revealing the face of none other than Revolver Ocelot, a
patch over his left eye and a cape covering his body. He smiled and pulled a small group of
discs, encased in a silverish case. The room's eyes descended upon him, upon the case he held.
The Judges rose up, one of them reaching for the case as Ocelot's hand extended it to them.
The Judge's hand coursed the surface of the case and the entire room froze upon as his
wrapped around the case and as he pulled it from Ocelot's hand. He smiled and the room
entered a state of silent applause.
"Thank you for your service, Comrade. The Patriot's are indebted to you."
Ocelot turned around and walked away before the Judge finished his sentence. Before reaching
the end of the room, Ocelot's turned around and simply said these words, a smile on his face
and in a terribly different but familiar voice said these simple words:
"The Patriot's are indebted to me...and you will pay for their mistakes."
The gun hidden under his cape found his way into his hands as he fired, the bullet penetrating
it's way through the invisible way of the fortress, and through the silence of the room as it hit
the Judge perfectly in the head. The rest of the room sought to be frozen as he fell, the case
dropped to the ground along with his lifeless body.
By the time this had happened, Ocelot had already exited the fortress to a helicopter waiting
outside. The entire room came to life as members stumbled over one another to help the
Judge, who was already dead… someone then took notice of the numbers counting down on
the case...
The building burst into an inferno as Ocelot looked down from the helicopter.
"This was the beginning, of the end for the Patriots and a new beginning for us."
As he spoke, the pilot turned to him and smiled, the helmet flashing in the twilight of the
blast... Frank Jaeger.
Chapter I: Betrayal
He made his entrance into the Council as the debate was most heated. It instantly quieted
down as soon as he had entered the room. The three Judges sat at the highest platform. The
man came up to them and kneeled before them.
"Ocelot...we have awaited your appearance. Do you have the data?"
The man rose up before the Judges, revealing the face of none other than Revolver Ocelot, a
patch over his left eye and a cape covering his body. He smiled and pulled a small group of
discs, encased in a silverish case. The room's eyes descended upon him, upon the case he held.
The Judges rose up, one of them reaching for the case as Ocelot's hand extended it to them.
The Judge's hand coursed the surface of the case and the entire room froze upon as his
wrapped around the case and as he pulled it from Ocelot's hand. He smiled and the room
entered a state of silent applause.
"Thank you for your service, Comrade. The Patriot's are indebted to you."
Ocelot turned around and walked away before the Judge finished his sentence. Before reaching
the end of the room, Ocelot's turned around and simply said these words, a smile on his face
and in a terribly different but familiar voice said these simple words:
"The Patriot's are indebted to me...and you will pay for their mistakes."
The gun hidden under his cape found his way into his hands as he fired, the bullet penetrating
it's way through the invisible way of the fortress, and through the silence of the room as it hit
the Judge perfectly in the head. The rest of the room sought to be frozen as he fell, the case
dropped to the ground along with his lifeless body.
By the time this had happened, Ocelot had already exited the fortress to a helicopter waiting
outside. The entire room came to life as members stumbled over one another to help the
Judge, who was already dead… someone then took notice of the numbers counting down on
the case...
The building burst into an inferno as Ocelot looked down from the helicopter.
"This was the beginning, of the end for the Patriots and a new beginning for us."
As he spoke, the pilot turned to him and smiled, the helmet flashing in the twilight of the
blast... Frank Jaeger.