"A
Howl in the Night"
Written
By: Danielle
Sniper
Wolf's POV
A wolf
runs frantically through a dark, dense forest. She is panting heavily and is
becoming very tried. Her legs are about to give out and take her to meet her
maker, but this wolf is different. She is much stronger than she looks. She
became an outcast of her pack because she was much stronger than they were. Now
the pack that once was her friends and protectors wants to kill her and make
her pay for being so strong. Ahead of her she can see something. It's blurry,
but it looks like the outline of a man. She runs faster and harder to meet this
man. The wolves behind her are panting and growling at her ready to pounce on
her when she falls to the ground. These wolves will never give up until they
drive her away forever. The female wolf is almost to that man. She reaches him,
but as she gets closer he fades away. She tumbles to the ground losing all hope
and lets the wolves tear her apart.
This is
how I perceive my life. Just like an exiled wolf. I have run away my entire
life. Now everything has caught up to me.
My name is Sniper Wolf. I belong
to a group called Next Generation Special Forces, a radical branch of Fox
Hound. I am a sniper by profession and also an assassin. I work under Liquid Snake,
the twin brother of Solid Snake, Solid Snake… the one man who understood me
completely. He was only a very small fraction of my life. He showed me that
there is good in everyone no matter how bad they truly are. Now I live my life
according to this. He has influenced me so much.
When
someone pays me for my services, such as taking out the "trash" I take special
precautions. I can wait for days, weeks, or if the job requires it months. I
can go without eating or drinking. I use my sniper rifle, of course and special
bullets called special mercury chips. I learned everything I needed to know
about a sniper rifle, except what it felt like to kill for the first time, from
a Gurkha sniper from Nepal. I grew up in Iraq and I am a Kurd. As I grew up and
each night as I tried to sleep all I ever heard were the screams, the sirens,
and the gunfire. It drove me crazy. So many people were fighting, so many were
blinded by the sounds of revolution. I wanted to help, but what could a weak
girl like me do? I didn't know how to handle a gun or a grenade or anything
like that. So when I became old enough to leave my life of horror, I did. I
became a sniper and now am known as "one of the very best". And it is because
of my status I was scouted by Fox Hound. I refused at first, but when they told
me they could make me stronger, faster, and more alert I quickly accepted.
When I
joined Fox Hound, they put me through tons of tests and training. I passed
everything they threw at me and as a "reward" I became a genome soldier. The
other members used gene splicing also, which made them stronger, faster, and
more alert. I don't regret anything I did in the past and I never will. As long
as I have my sniper rifle and my life I will never regret anything.
I know
that Liquid Snake never cared about what I do or me, but I liked to think so.
He cares more about his brother than he realizes. Even though he wants to kill
him I know that he truly doesn't because they are practically the same in every
way. Solid Snake has more compassion and he regrets a lot. Liquid kills for the
heck of it. He cares nothing for the members of the NGSF. When I think about
how I am alone in this world it makes me feel so much stronger, strong enough
to continue with this painful and meaningless life.
As I
closely examine the life I lead I think about how much better it all would have
been If I was only born somewhere else, but if I was born somewhere else I
probably wouldn't have been this strong as I am now. I would have been much
weaker in mind and body. My life now is just a test to see how strong and
lonely a person can really, truly be. I hope for the day when I can become a
weak person myself so I can look away from the bitterness and atrocities of
life.
