A/N: This is a kind of story I have wanted to do for a while, this was meant to be incorporated into Sins of the Father, but after I was already more than a couple chapters along I decided to take what ideas I had and use them in this fic. I never did a Metal Gear Solid Crossover, although I attempted one in the past, but it didn't work out. I am hoping I can pull it off this time. Doing a fic based on Metal Gear Solid while doing it during the Gundam SEED era and universe won't be easy, but I hope good reviews and positive and helpful input will make this story enjoyable and possible. You guys may notice from stuff from MGS 3 and MGS 2, but know that it was intentional for my story's plot. I won't explain why, it will spoil the story, but read my story carefully and you'll figure it out. If you have any questions please email me or leave them in my forum post here on Thank you.

Chapter 1

Initiation

It was December 8, Cosmic Era 70; somewhere in the skies above a jungle existing in South America, Columbia; 5: 30 AM. In the skies above the dense jungles, a four engine stealth plane designed for high altitude flights. Similar to design to a stealth bomber, this aircraft was large and shared some design similarities to an old Combat Talon, but heavily redesigned for long flights, stealth operations and the new era it was constructed in. Inside the cockpit, the pilot and the co-pilot were operating the pilot as they began chattering with one another and those in the command bridge right behind them.

"Flying over Columbia, altitude 30,000 feet, twenty minutes to drop-off commencing internal depressurization." The pilot spoke as inside the command bridge a pair of Orb Union soldiers were examining and looking over data on their computer consoles as a man wearing an Orb Union uniform of a Colonel was standing behind them.

He appeared to be in his late fifties with black hair, styled to a typical box cut with some graying hairs on the sides of his head. His face was rough and slightly wrinkled with age, and carried a few small scars on his right cheek. His blue eyes focused on the screen in front of him showing an individual sitting in the cargo hold wearing a specially designed black and gray sneaking suit. He had a supply belt on with a parachute on his back with oxygen mask and heater strapped on his chest.

The man sitting down had long blonde hair with blue lucid eyes, he seemed very young to be involved in a HALO jump, but the second man in the cargo hold with him was wearing a full body flight suit with a helmet and oxygen mask. "Equipment check... arm main parachute." The pilot said over an overhead speaker.

The Colonel picked up a radio headset and spoke into it "All right. You ready to go?"

"Drop zone still showing a high pressure mass, CAVOK" The pilot noted.

"Good, we've got high visibility." The Colonel commented.

Inside the cargo hold, the plane crew member took a hose from his waist that linked to oxygen supply while hooking a rope to the wall he was standing by with the cargo door controls a short reach away. "Connecting oxygen hose to interior connector; put on your mask." The crew member asked the man sitting down on the bench, but he didn't move a muscle. "Does this wet-behind-the-ears rookie know what he's doing?"

"He said put on your mask." The Colonel ordered the man sitting in the cargo hold speaking through the intercom as he did as the Colonel ordered. He picked up the oxygen mask and slipped it over his head.

"Depressurization complete, checking oxygen supply. Six minutes to drop-off. Opening rear hatch" The crew member announced as he pulled down on a lever to open the cargo bay doors. "Its sunrise" A few moments later the pilot made an announcement on the overhead intercom speakers.

"External temperature minus 44 degrees Celsius, Two minutes to drop-off. Stand up." The man stood up and made his way towards the edge of the open cargo door.

"You'll be falling at 130 miles per hour. Try not to get frostbite from the wind chill." The Colonel warned.

"One minute to drop-off. Move to the rear. Activate bailout bottle, prepare for HALO jump." The pilot announced as the man moved into position. "Ten seconds to drop-off. Standby...status OK, all green. Prepare for drop-off, Countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

"Spread your wings and fly! God be with you!" The man leapt out of the hatch and began plummeting to the ground below.