Metal Gear Solid
Dark Cover.
This story takes place between MGS1 and MGS2, Snake faces his most dangerous mission yet. Review soon with any ideas or charters you would like to add.
Chapter one – we need you, again
3/11/2008 – 18:00.
At the bay near the end of Alaska, soldiers were heading towards a hut on top of a rough hill. The group of black soldiers had four men covering the doors, two men for each window and five men at the back and the rest took cover with their guns pointing at the house.
One the count to three the soldier at front broke the door down and scan the house, the soldier took out his radio, 'He's not here sir'.
The soldier felt a handgun beside his forehead then a rough voice spoke 'After last time, you thought you can catch me off guard twice'.
The soldier thought he best tell the truth to this man, 'Colonel Campbell sent us to get you'.
'You can tell him that I don't give a rats ass, I don't work for him or the US anymore'.
'But we need you Snake'.
The man with the handgun turned to the doorframe and saw old Roy Campbell.
'I don't care Roy, I work with Otacon now at Philanthropy'.
'Please Snake, I can offer you a good deal'.
'Like Foxdie'.
'For gods sake Snake, I wouldn't be here if I didn't need you'.
The two men stared at each other for a moment sizing each other up.
Snake broke the silence, 'Send your men out and I will listen and that's all'.
The soldiers got out of the hut waiting for the Colonel to come down.
Colonel stood up while Snake sat down, 'Snake it's been a long time but it's good to see you'.
'Cut the crap Roy and get along with the mission and the deal'.
'Ok snake as you know Ocelot sold the data of Metal Gear Rex anyone who had the right sum of cash, now the data has been used to make another Metal Gear, we don't know all the details and also Gray Fox's body is missing'.
'What'?
'I sent some of my men to recover his body but there was nothing to recover and the group who have the Metal Gear are a black market op and we can't touch them, so we need to send someone in and earn their trust so we can get the info we need.
'And why me'.
'Snake, you are best, and the only one we have left out of Foxhound'.
'What this deal, you keep on talking about'.
'A base you can use for Philanthropy in New York city with all the gear you would need plus a 5 thousand dollar's cash for your other needs such as food, Otacon is checking out the base as we speck'.
Snake's codec rang, 'That's him'.
'Hi Otacon'.
'Sorry Snake, they forced me'.
'It's ok Otacon'.
'But it is a good base, computers, guns, we could ran a small army from here, but it's up to you'.
'We could use that and the money'.
'So you going to take the mission'.
'Yeh there's also a Metal Gear involved, stay at the base and tell the soldiers to get out'.
'Ok Snake but be careful'.
Snake got off the codec, looked at Campbell, 'Ok Colonel, when do we start'.
Campbell broke into a smile 'Right now, Solid Snake'.