Snake made a run for the tree line but stopped glancing at the woman disappearing into the trees. He hoped she would be alright but it would all be fucked if he didn't get moving. He turned and ran into the trees only to hear noise. He stopped surveying the area. The noise was behind him. He spun to find himself face to face with Captain Malloy.

"Give it up Plissken."

Snake looked at the squad of Riot police and the helicopter landing in the field.

"Fuck!", Snake mumbled.

"Yeah you're fucked Hot Shot."

Snake sighed and raised his hands in relent. What else could he do besides get shot to fucking hell by half a dozen AK-47s. He sighed heavily.

"Where's the girl?" Molloy wanted to get his hands on the girl that was with him.

"What girl?", Snake asked disinterested and obviously lying.

"Don't play games with me, Hot Shot." Malloy motioned and one of the other men stepped forward with a shock stick. Snake sighed knowing what was to come but he wasn't about to say a word about her no matter what they did to him.

"Come on Plissken."

Snake completely ignored Malloy. His eye though was fixed on the man with the shock stick. He saw Malloy motion and he gritted his teeth bracing himself for the coming shock. It hit him full force and he dropped to his knees unable to resist the burning electricity.

"Who is she Plissken?"

"Go Fuck yourself." Snake growled in answer through the pain.

"Suit yourself."

Malloy walked away and Snake saw what was coming. All ten of the men drew their shock sticks. Snake looked between them and his eye rolled as he faced what was to come. He fought with them but the pain was too much to withstand. As soon as he fell they kicked him until he faded into blackness.

Snake woke bumping around in a SWAT van. His whole body hurt as he struggled with the pain and the cuffs on both his wrists and ankles. He knew what was to come but if she was safe this fucking predicament would be worth it. Snake sat up wearily as the van stopped.

The door opened and he screamed in pain as the light flooded in. He hadn't realized it until now. "Where the hell is my patch?" Snake crumpled on the floor trying to cover his eye. The pain was unbearable and he felt the swirling darkness begin again.

"Get up, Fly boy."

Snake would have recognized Hauk's voice if he could hear it through the pain. Suddenly he felt something shoved in his hand. He recognized the feel of his patch and without delay put it on. Snake sat up still squinting and panting from the excruciating pain.

"Com'on Plissken. Get up."

He was pulled to his feet and pushed forward. His eye was swelling but he could see enough of the scenery to recognize his surroundings. "Fuck, not this again." He thought as he was pushed toward the interrogation facilities. He knew what was to come. Hours of pain and torment, torture and poison. They had forced him to speak the last time but now they would get nothing. They would never know of the woman who was with him.

He entered the bare metal room and stared at the table. This was hell. He was sure of it.

"Ah, you're back. Now where were we last time? Oh yes I was about to give you arsenic poisoning. Such a shame I have to start over now."

Snake didn't turn to look at the man he knew the bastard.

"Don't fucking try or I'll finish what I started last time."

Snake growled as he turned to look at the man. He smirked seeing the huge scar that ran from his eye all the way down beneath his collar.

"Oh we have something new for you."

Snake's brow rose and that is when he saw the mat. "Fuck" it was too late and the floor arched with electricity dropping Snake to the ground as his body twitched with residual electricity. He was pulled to his feet as he felt impacts from something, clubs, nightsticks, something. He crumpled and fell back into darkness.

Hours, days, years could have passed and Snake wouldn't know. He woke in cold darkness. His eye wouldn't open and he could feel the sticky blood on his cheek. He gasped as he tried to move. He knew the feeling of broken ribs and it felt like they were all fucking broken. Snake managed to roll onto his side with a groan. He felt like he had been in a trash compactor. Fuck, if everything didn't hurt.

He pushed himself off the floor into a sitting position though it was more like throwing himself against the wall. He cursed through clenched teeth at the pain. Light filtered in and he struggled to turn his head.

"You got a visitor."

Snake wasn't sure what they meant… more torture, a new interrogator… his mind screeched to a halt. "No, you stupid fucking woman you didn't come here." He frowned as he realized what was happening. They grabbed him and began to drag him down the hall. He would have been angry but it wasn't like he could stand anyway.