Warning rated M for mature will contains raw violence, harsh language, harsh humor, alcohol, drug use, and suggested sexual them.
You have been warned…
I DO NOT own the Metal Gear Solid franchise at all if I did I wouldn't be making stories about it I would be making more games. I do however own the characters that I write about, Known as Elijah, and Erin to name a few understand. for those just starting this story, the actual apocalypse DOES NOT happen until the 8th chapter. I wanted my story to be original and ever last movie or story starts air dropped into the middle of the whole situation then explain why such a thing happened.
I thank you for reading and enjoy
ELIJAH
Elijah arose in a pool of cold sweat today, like every day. The painful dreams of old memories haunted his sleep. He looked at the alarm clock on the side table to the left of his bed with groggy eyes; he could have sworn it sounded like gun fire. It was 7:40 am… he did a double take looking at the clock once more and quickly turned the clock alarm off and got dressed. He only had on a pair of metal dog tags, and some night pants on. He switched to a pair of faded jeans and found a dark blue short sleeved shirt and put those on too. He buttoned the shirt up to the second highest button. Then grabbed his wallet and flipped it open to a picture of himself with his parents, little brother, and baby sister.
"Kind of a rough start huh guys" he said to the picture as if it could talk back.
He flipped it closed, then put on a tan brown pair of thick soled work boots, and snatched a key chain with four keys on it, off of the same side table his clock was on by the bed. He grabbed a motorcycle helmet, his galaxy S 4, a cool pair of skullcandy SYLR over-ear headphones, sky blue in color, and a small book bag that was barely full of school supplies that it looked almost flat. He quickly moved over to the other side of the single floor flat garage. He saw his old UFC grade punching bag, rugged and duct tape patched up the major tears in its fabric, hanging at the center of the room.
He saw his metal pull up bar, that was bolted to the ceiling in the west side of the flat. A bench press was pushed against the wall, width wise with at least eighty pounds of weight on each end of the bar. It had a metal structure but a somewhat plush back rest last time he used it. Next to the bench was a small weight rack holding weight plates and dumbbells of ten, thirty, forty, and fifty pounds in mass sitting on it. He had a king sized bed with blue covers and pillows near the bathrooms door.
A tall lamp stood next to the bed on the other side on its own and a desk, with its own lamp and laptop, sat upon its surface. He also had a small walk in closet in the northwest corner of the flat garage. A simple table that sat four easily and had the chairs to prove it, was a little ways away from the bathroom and bed. There was small kitchen with a double sink, cabinets and pantry stock piled with food and cooking tools. It also had a stove oven, fridge. All the windows were covered with the blinds so it was pretty dark, but he could still see it.
The large home had a half circle sectional couch that faced an average flat screen bolted to the east wall with a coffee table between the two objects, along with a Gatorade and snack filed mini bar. An Xbox 360 along with an assortment of games such as call of duty and halo, with two controllers and a remote sat on a black end table underneath the TV. Finally an actual garage space in the southeast corner of the home that has a couple tool shelves, and a motorcycle.
A cherry red CBR600RR sport bike with a fender eliminator, it also had an extra helmet much like the one he held in his hands, it covered the whole head and had a shaded visor to cover the eyes from the sun. The bathroom and the kitchen had a tiled floor, while the rest of the place had carpeting except the garage area. There was also a ladder to the roof top, to get an amazing view of the valley nearby his home. He had opened the garage door with a button and as the door came up, sunshine flowed in as he was putting on the helmet.
A mysterious person grabbed him from behind and pulled him into a choke hold, he tried to struggle and escape the stranger's grasp but all that did was make it hurt even more. Thin bandana strips fluttered in the corner of his eye, he had seen those strips before but couldn't remember where. Then an injection gun was pressed harshly under his jaw near the ear, the needle pushed and penetrated the skin and injected strange fluid into his vains. He also felt tiny lumps under the skin as he moved his hand to the area of the needle. Somehow he was growing drowsy and then his assailant finally spoke.
"You're surprisingly calm…GHOST, you seem to know this won't kill you" a man with a rough voice said.
"You know my nickname, but what did you do to me?" be barely got the words out.
"I know many things, but I'll keep in touch" the stranger answered as he lost consciousness
OLD SNAKE
Solid Snake, or Snake for short just finished inducting the new recruit to his operations Elijah Carter, codename Ghost. He slipped off the helmet that was on the young man's head and lightly placed him on the concrete floor, then placed the helmet on his chest. Snake then pushed the garage door button to close the doors, and as they closed he slipped under it before it clanged shut. He ran a good distance away from the home and toward a tall unknown building on the way he had become completely invisible blending into scenery of the urban area like a chameleon.
He slowed down to light walk inside of the building and entered an elevator, completely alone he decided he didn't to be invisible anymore and became visible once more. The elevator had reached the top of the building and went to the roof letting Snake off; he strode over to the ledge looking over Ghost's home from at least fifty meters away and watched the building.
A ringing echoed in his head and he lifted a finger to his ear and heard a voice.
"Did you inject him with the Nano-Machines?" The voice said in the back of his mind.
"Yes Otacon I did, now I'll see how he will react to a call" snake said to the voice named Otacon.
"Fine just tell him a basis though and then later in the day we will move in to make contact understood?" Otacon said to him solemnly.
"Alright" Snake answered then ended the call.
After a few moments Snake spoke again almost to no one specifically.
"Are you watching Ghost with me, Raiden" Snake said turning toward the elevator door to see a mechanical robot ninja standing hunched over showing a large bushido sword on his back.
A black visor covered the cyborgs eyes, and forehead. He held himself in place by holding onto the edges of the door.
"Nothing gets past you, Snake old friend" the cyborg named Raiden retorted.
"No, if something even remotely like you got past me I'd be dead already" Snake said almost annoyed of the notion.
"I suppose your right on that then" Raiden Said standing up straight on his heels, and as he did the visor came up showing his almost surreal blue eyes to the world.
Raiden jumped down landing next to Snake. They both turned to watch the home of the recruit.
ELIJAH
Elijah woke up with his helmet on his chest. He quickly jumped up to the balls of his feet knocking the helmet to the floor. He rushed over to his bed and pull a semi-automatic weapon called a MP7 from between the mattress's and loaded the weapon then gave his home a quick search. Finding nothing he tried the roof and point in every direction around himself, he thought he saw two figure on a building but when he turned back he saw nothing. He heard a ringing echo throughout his head and he tried to rub his hand near his ear to stop it but stopped moving when he heard a voice.
"It seems the Nano-Machines work properly if you can hear my voice?" the same rough voice said.
"What the hell!?" Elijah exclaimed out loud.
"You have one month to find a partner if you want to survive…" The voice said to him.
"To survive what!?" Elijah said to the voice in his head, pointing the gun at the ground.
"The outbreak…" the voice said before he heard a click.
"But who do I take?" Elijah said to himself, taking his hand away from his ear.
He stood there for a moment then started down the ladder and put the gun back where it was. He then picked up his helmet and hit the garage door, and He checked his surrounding before he got onto his motorcycle, he started it and road out onto the road as the door closed automatically. In the gleam of his visor he saw the figures yet again but didn't show it to get a better glance. One carried a large Japanese sword on his back was all he could make out at that distance.
OLD SNAKE
"Looks like Ghost is an observant one" Raiden said.
"What do you expect from a savage that lived in Africa at the heart of the war" Snake retorted
Raiden was silent at that, thinking it over in his mind.
"I'll leave it alone for now" Raiden finally said, as his visor came down once.
"I'll leave after I contact Bear…" Snake said his body looking tense.
Raiden rushed over to the other side of the roof and jumped down to the ground and headed west. Snake stood there for a moment watching the clouds thinking for a moment himself. He then lifted a finger to his ear.
"Bear…" Snake said to himself.
"Yeah what is it Boss?" a voice said to him.
"Since you're at Ghost's school watch him" Snake ordered.
"Yes sir" Bear voice responded.
Snake removed his finger away from his ear and thought to himself. 'There is something not right about Ghost… his skin… it felt like it was burning?' he was lost in his thoughts thinking on it. He decided to dismiss the thought and leave, turning invisible by shifting his body a little he free ran and jumped across various roof heading west like Raiden.
ELIJAH
Elijah rode for a while on the highway then onto regular streets and roads until, he reached the lot of a huge high school campus. He stopped and parked the machine and strode over to main office, after getting his schedule he walked through various hallways and outside passageways. His footsteps echoed in the deserted areas of the school as he walked he finally saw his class Mr. Woods mathematics.
yes I recently changed the name if people haven't noticed it is not james anymore.