Chapter two! Hope you enjoy! Sorry it is a bit short, but I've been SUPER busy!
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And as always... I do not own Metal Gear... sigh
"Philanthropy… but why?"
"You were there at Shadow Mosses; you saw what could have happened."
"But... why us? There are plenty of other people you could take this to. You've seen the news. We're considered "eco-terrorist"."
She took a large pause. "Because you are my only hope."
At that, both Snake and Otacon were silent. The only sound came from the chatter of the other bar guests. The three must have looked suspicious, because every so often, groups of people would lean over to each other, whisper, and stare. The woman at the counter made sure to constantly ask if they needed anything.
The awkward quiet seemed to last forever. But finally, Wolf looked up from the bottle she'd been staring down.
"When I was laying there in the snow, waiting for death, something occurred to me; I'd… I hadn't done anything I wanted to. When I was just a girl… after the murder of my mother… I promised myself that would stop the killing. The slaughter of innocence plagued my mind; innocence like my mother. I justified becoming a sniper, because I thought I was just ridding the world of those who had sinned… when really, it was I who was sinning. I was everything that I vowed to prevent."
"Then, the Patriots found me. I was given a second chance. I know… you have no reason to trust me. You don't even have to trust my information. But I'm not just doing this to prove myself to the world, but to prove it to myself. I'm done running. It is time to face reality- this is my last chance."
Wolf reached across the table, and placed her hand on Snake's.
"I've come to you, because you know what it's like to be notorious for something you shouldn't be."
For once, Snake didn't shy away from such a gesture. He simply looked at the hand. It was small in comparison, and pale white. Though it should be feminine and youthful, the scars and healed burns told a different story. His eyes then met Otacon's, who was suddenly extremely invested with buttons on his jacket. The silence was back.
Snake's blue eyes glistened.
"Alright. You're in."