Metal Gear Solid: Shadow Moses Revisited

By Peteman89

Chapter 1-Awakening

There was darkness. Just darkness. But somewhere through it, a voice was heard. It was calling his name over and over with more precision each time. Nothing could be seen of this person, just darkness. Pains shot through his body in ten second intervals. He did not open his mouth gasp; he just lay there and took it. An injection of some kind was thrust into his thigh, but he didn't move. He felt awful, like at any moment his stomach would throw itself upwards and out his mouth. Swallowing hard, he drifted off again.

Images began to appear. There were very unclear and shapeless. They scared him as they drifted in from the darkest spaces in his mind and floated up to face him. The images changed rapidly before he could even see what they were. They got faster and faster, rapidly moving and attacking him before they came to a stop.

There were stacks of objects all around him. Nameless boxes with nothing of reference to what was in them. Without thinking, he grabbed one and pulled it off. He had underestimated the weight of it and it thumped to the ground as he pulled it off the shelf. He opened it up while glancing ahead of him when suddenly he caught sight of something about fifteen feet away behind a crate. The box was left half opened as he scouted forward to investigate.

Whatever it was it wasn't moving, or was it? He couldn't tell in this light. He produced a small torch from his pouch and aimed it at the shape.

For more than a decade he had lived on the battlefield. He had seen death and was no stranger to a dead guard or two, but what he saw caused him to leap backwards in shock and drop his torch.

It was a man. His lifeless eyes stared up at him and from the horrified look in his eyes; this man had seen what hell looked like. His eyes were the only thing that were distinguishable on his face. It looked like something had grabbed this man and bitten his face off. Even his nose was missing. Unfortunately, the torch had fallen in such a way in that it was pointed at this half-a-man's face which added a new level of horror.

Bite marks were visible, however. Curious, he crept forward while keeping his distance lest the guard jump at him. Now, bite marks were something he had seen, but not in over two years. Leaning a little closer, he saw that the blood around it was still fresh. He froze on the spot, his eyes fixed on the marks.

"No…can't be"

He heard shouting from up ahead but before he could look up, something whistled through the air and struck his chest at a high speed. He was thrown backwards into the air and landed hard on his back. Fear struck him. Had he been shot? His arm felt heavy but he grabbed at his chest. Not a bullet, a dart. He pulled it out just in time as blackness surrounded him and his head fell back and struck the cold floor. The last sound he heard echoed throughout the place. A scream, but not a human scream. It sounded like a roar from something big.

The pains he had experienced earlier came back, but harder. He managed to let out a light groan but he didn't know if anyone could hear him. He tried to move but couldn't. He was strapped to something.

"Did everything go as planned?" a voiced echoed through the dark. It was a man's voice and it brought a sense of recognition that made him recognise the voice but not identify it properly.

"When have you ever known me to fail?" replied a second voice. This one was also a man and was also familiar. It sounded foreign but he spoke English very well.

"That's true…How long will it take for it to grow?" the first asked.

"Well that all depends. The equipment has been upgraded but it is untested. But by my calculations, it should take no longer than 4 days".

"Good. The boss will be pleased…How is our patient?" the first said with a sneer

"Let's see shall we?"

A bright light beamed a fantastic light on the man's face. He groaned and turned his head away from it. He tried to move but was still unable. His eyes were aching. He chose not to open them for the time being.

All of a sudden, his resting place began to move. It was moving to a vertical position and it stopped abruptly. He could hear the first man laugh and approach him.

"Well, well, well, the great Solid Snake. Long time no see. How've you been? Well from the way you look, I'd say that you're not feeling too great about now…I don't expect you to." He gave a cold laugh and began pacing around Snake.

"I'm impressed Snake. Two years you've been following me and two years I've been avoiding you. But I bet you weren't prepared when I stopped running, am I right?" he laughed again.

Snake gave another moan and tried to open his eyes but immediately closed them when the blinding light came at him.

"I can't see" he spluttered out, barely audible.

"Oh that's the drugs Snake; you'll be fine in a while".

"Drugs!" he heard himself scream inside.

"Where am I?" Snake asked in a choked whisper

"Oh don't worry, it's nowhere unfamiliar. You're on Shadow Moses, Snake. Of course we had to…redecorate after that little incident" the man laughed.

"Who are you!" Snake tried to shout but it came out as a harsh whisper.

"How shall I dispose of him, boss?" the second man interrupting, approaching Snake.

"I think we should let him go...for now" the first man said.

Snake heard a gun being taken out from somewhere and the whistles of the air as it was spun around. He heard the whistles come closer to his head. They came to a sudden stop and Snake felt the cold barrel of a Colt press up against his cheek.

Snake shivered at the touch of the cold steel and now the voice was close enough to identify.

"That's right Snake, I'm letting you go. I'll be waiting for you…..if you survive that is." Ocelot said coldly, "You can release him now" he said and started moving away, "Oh and Snake? I have taken the liberty of disposing of your equipment. But being the gentlemen that I am, I have spared your suit so you won't be naked. It's in the locker to your right. See you soon!" he turned and walked to the other side of the room. Snake could hear a door open. Ocelot stopped in the doorway to talk to the second man.

"Let's go Vamp!"

Snake again gasped. "Vamp!"

It couldn't be Vamp, he was dead. Raiden had killed him, not one can survive a shot that powerful.

"Very well" Vamp obeyed and he turned and pressed a keypad and the holds around Snake's wrists and ankles released and he fell to the ground, hard. The light in front of him faded and he heard the door slide shut from across the room.

Snake lay there, cold, alone and blind. He turned his head and tried to open his eyes. They fluttered open slightly but it hurt. Snake didn't care. His vision was blurry at best. The room was exactly like it was six years ago. The computers beeped to his right and there were wires all around the floor and that familiar rack which he had been attached to once before which stood behind him. This was the torture chamber.

Snake struggled to his feet. He could hardly see but it felt just like that dream he had. Or was it a dream? He wasn't sure. He walked blindly over to his right, feeling around for a sign of a wall or at least something to hold on to, he felt a little drowsy. Snake's hand felt a cold locker door and he felt for the handle and pulled it open. His suit dangled in front of him but it was barely visible. His arm outstretched and he felt the smooth rubber suit and pulled it off the rack.

His suit acted as a second skin to him and he felt instantly warm putting it on again. He could feel a small hole where the dart had hit him. He groaned and went to close the door but felt something else, his bandana. He wrapped it around his head. Now his eyes began to sting. It was a bad idea but he's better keep them closed.

His eyes stayed closed as he now tried to feel his way across the room to the door. He tripped on a wire and crashed into a small tray that lay on a cart a few feet in front of him. He fell from the cart pulling all the instruments off with him. He covered he head just in case one of those items was harmful and might hurt him if it landed on his body. He heard the clanging of small objects all around him and started to fell his way through the objects. Snake's fingers tried to guess the objects as he picked each one up individually and put the one's he'd examined behind him so as not to get mixed up.

He found a strange feeling one, the tip was pointed but had some sort of long tube through it. Into pile 'B' it went. A mirror was next, that was no good. But wait, what's this? A scalpel? It felt like one.

"Well, it's better than nothing" he thought and put it in his pack.

He struggled to his feet and started walking blindly again. He felt a wall, then a door a few feet from where he fell. The door slid open when Snake neared it and he grabbed the door frame for balance and pulled himself through.

Snake limped out of the door and stopped, he was listening. Back in the old days when he was training as a young soldier he relied very much on his slightly heightened hearing for sounds of soldiers or hidden dangers around him, this skill had proved very worthy and had saved his skin many times.

Nothing. The corridor was empty. Snake leaned against the wall for support and sat down against it. He felt his eyes, they were swollen. Why were they swollen? Why was he half blind? What the hell had happened in there? So many questions flooded his mind and although he wish he knew the answers, he didn't. Just then his ear buzzed, it gave Snake a fright and he jumped up slightly. It was a CODEC call.

"Snake? Snake! Can you hear me!" Someone was shouting.

"Yeah…"Snake grunted.

It hurt profoundly when he spoke.

"Oh! Dammit Snake, I was so worried. What happened to you?"

Snake smiled slightly, it was Otacon. How grateful he felt that it was Otacon.

"It…it hurts to talk" Snake mumbled

"What happened back there? One minute you were nearing completion of your mission and the next thing I know, you go quiet and stop moving. I tried calling and locating you but you didn't respond".

"I don't know anything…I'm…on Shadow Moses…Ocelot…he's here…"Snake forced out.

"What! You're on Shadow Moses! But…but…how!"

"I told you, I don't know" Snake half-shouted-half-whispered.

"Ok, Ok, sorry. I wonder why Ocelot stopped running from us…"

Snake didn't say anything. Instead, he fell to a lying position on the ground.

"Snake…What's wrong…Snake? SNAKE!"

Solid Snake passed out.