Ha. First try in this fandom. This is what happens when I think WAY too hard.

And I don't own Metal Gear Solid. Kind of glad I don't, either. XD

Blood of a Fox

The roar of Metal Gear REX could be heard throughout the whole facility. As Snake watched the giant creature fall, Stinger in his hand, he saw it stumble and stop for a moment in front of him. The man didn't move, his eyes interlocking with Liquid's. Brother stared at brother for a split second, no words passing between them. The feeling between both of them was clear- hatred and loathing.

But there was also a sort of triumphant gleam.

And suddenly, the machine exploded in a hail of fire.

Snake felt his body being lurched up and slam into the opposite wall as fire began to engulf the massive nuclear device. There was a loud screeching of metal against granite as REX's side arm met the concrete. It fell down on one knee, half of it nearly leaning up against the side wall. Miraculously enough, none of the flames reached the cockpit, and this gave Liquid the opportunity to jump out of the fiery mass of metal.

Unfortunately for Snake, that meant he was still alive.

As the mercenary faded into unconsciousness, he saw his brother walking towards him, unharmed from the ordeal that he had just went through. 'Did I win the battle?' he thought blearily, 'or lose the war…?'

Darkness embraced him, and he thought of nothing more.

Liquid smirked and watched his brother nod off as if he were falling asleep in class. He looked back at the wreckage and turned to Snake, pondering and standing over him. He looked so uptight in all that gear and sneaking suit material. If he was really going to beat him, well then, he may as well give him a fighting chance. The unknowingly superior sibling bent down and picked up his brother, wincing. 'How much does this idiot carry with him anyway?' he thought.

Nope, this wasn't going to work. Snake was way too heavy with all his equipment on. With an exasperated sigh, Liquid set him back down and began to slowly peel off his outfit. First came the guns, which he tossed off to the side. Then the grenades, which he also threw aside. He chuckled lightly and brushed some hair out of his face. And now, all he had to do was to strip his brother of his pride- or his sneaking suit.

The latter sounded much more preferable.

Quickly, Liquid slipped the suit off of Snake, folding it up as best as he could and tossing it near his other equipment. He knew that Snake adored the bandana around his head, and he allowed it to stay. Call it a sick and twisted brotherly love, if you will, but the blonde wanted to make sure Snake still had a little bit of his dignity when listening to the real story of what had happened so many years back.

He picked up the raven-haired male and walked towards the hulking machine, his mind racing. Liquid could not wait to tell Snake the real story of what had happened, not the pathetic lies the pentagon had been feeding him all these years and various missions he had been on. He knew that Snake would be surprised and would hopefully accept all of this new info with open arms, but the gnawing voice in the back of Liquid's mind told him it may as well had been for naught. He ignored this, though, and began to ascend upon REX's back, carrying his brother in his arms.

They were so alike, and yet they were so different. Liquid and Snake may have been blood bothers, but they were fighting for completely different sides. If only Liquid had managed to convince him sooner rather than later about the lies and the truths that were supposed to be told…

The walk was taking much longer than he expected. Liquid looked down towards the ground and snarled softly to himself. It would take many more minutes to get up REX, and he knew he didn't have that kind of time. He set down Snake and walked back down the large Metal Gear's back, looking at where he had killed Fox only moments before.

A smile spread across his face. Yes. That would be perfect.

He leapt down off the leg of the creature and landed next to the blood spread across the concrete. REX's foot had taken Gray Fox's body and dragged it across the floor, leaving a trail of skin and red liquid. He smirked at the memory and knelt down next to a small pool of blood that had managed to gather near his leg. He dipped two of his fingers in the puddle and looked at it. The blood worthy of a fox- surely he must have had much pride in his blood, his ability to act in the battlefield.

He took his fingers and rubbed them on his torso, creating smudge-like marks and painting the blood of his slain foe like one creates a masterpiece. Liquid dipped his finger in once more and made a swift movement across his features. The blood was still wet, fresh from the kill.

He smiled. Yes- fresh from the death of one of his brother's friends.

Liquid looked at the leg or REX and ran up it, arriving at his brother's body in mere seconds. He picked up Snake and continued his walk up the creature of nuclear war. And in a mere ten minutes, he was on top of the beast's ugly head. Liquid set Snake down and looked around.

He pulled out a piece of leather rope from his pocket- he knew it had to come in use sometime- and sat up his genetic inferior and tying his hands behind his back. Snake had to hear everything. The Les Enfants Terribles project, the genome soldiers, all of it.

He stepped back and walked in front of him, crossing his arms and surveying the damage. The Defense Secretary would bound to show up any moment.

A moan escaped from Snake's lips. Liquid smiled.

It was time.

His voice was cocky. "Sleeping late as usual, eh, Snake?"

And I leave it at that. It was my first attempt at this sort of thing. Hope you kind of… liked it, I guess. Reviews are taken. Thanks for reading!