Metal Gear Solid III: Codename: Foxhound
Chapter 4: Resurrection
Life…death…what was it all to a lost man…searching above for answer in the lives that he has
taken…he the only one left…left…asking questions that could never be answered…he was the
one, the lost, the found, the simple creature in the complicated tapestry between the living and
the dead…equally neutral to both sides…he was the One…the only…the legend…
Today, a few hours after the building in the Capital exploded, at 8:14 P.M., a bridge in Southern
Washington collapsed after a bombing from the alleged group responsible for the bombing in
the Capital…rescue workers fear hundreds dead…the group, calling themselves Sons Of
Liberty…a group responsible for the tanker accident 4 years ago…government cover-
ups…Patriots…Snake, we are not tools of the government of the government or anyone
else…fighting was the only thing…the only thing I was good at…but at least…I always fought
for what I believed in…Snake…farewell…FOX!!!
Tools of the government…we are…not tools of the government…we are people…fought for I
believed in…where am I? Why can't I wake up?…I have to fight against…Sons Of
Liberty…Solidus is dead…but the Patriots…are alive…they have to be…impossible…but…they
have to be…ALIVE…THEY HAVE TO BE…ALIVE…WAKE UP, SNAKE!…SNAKE!
…Snake took a breath of fresh air as he coughed out of the water and looked up seeing the
bridge still a fiery wreck, a continued swirl of black and red…he realized that he had lost
conscience a few minutes ago…and heard a familiar voice…Otacon…brought him back to the
real world…he felt sick…and he couldn't feel his left arm…but he was alive…that was all that
counted…but all those people…
Snake tried to forget what he saw but he couldn't…those hellish images could never be
forgotten but Snake tried not to think of them as he kicked off and floated to shore, using one
arm to propel himself forward…in a few minutes, he was on shore…
Briefly, he stood up then fell from exhaustion, pressing two fingers to his year while he lay on
the sand, nearly conscious again.
"Otacon?"
"Snake?! Snake! You're alive!"
"Doesn't feel like it. My left arm is broken but otherwise…Do you know who…"
"Blew the bridge? We have no idea, but the media is pinning this to Sons Of Liberty…Snake, we
will have you picked up immediately. Black Shadow is on the way."
"How is that possible? They disbanded two years ago…"
"No, Snake…there is a new group calling themselves Sons Of Liberty…they claim to be the
followers of the Patriots…their leader…is Revolver Ocelot."
Snake finally found the strength to rise up as he slowly arose in the darkness illuminated by the
bridge's destruction.
"Ocelot…Otacon, what have you found out about the survivor of the Capital explosion."
"I know this is going to sound unbelievable, even impossible maybe…but the survivor calls
himself…Sears, George Sears."
"George Sears…Patriots…Ocelot…Otacon, run a file check on Alexander Ashford."
"Alexander Ashford…searching now…Snake, is this man known as Shadow Viper?"
"Yes, Otacon…the Patriots ARE alive…"
"But that's impossible…"
"Otacon, listen to me! The Patriots are alive…I know…they blew the bridge…but how could they
have blown their own…"
"Snake, what are you thinking?"
"Find and pin Ashford's location…something doesn't fit here…and I am going to find out what."
Author's Note: Many questions are left unanswered but will be answered soon enough…you will
see.
Chapter 4: Resurrection
Life…death…what was it all to a lost man…searching above for answer in the lives that he has
taken…he the only one left…left…asking questions that could never be answered…he was the
one, the lost, the found, the simple creature in the complicated tapestry between the living and
the dead…equally neutral to both sides…he was the One…the only…the legend…
Today, a few hours after the building in the Capital exploded, at 8:14 P.M., a bridge in Southern
Washington collapsed after a bombing from the alleged group responsible for the bombing in
the Capital…rescue workers fear hundreds dead…the group, calling themselves Sons Of
Liberty…a group responsible for the tanker accident 4 years ago…government cover-
ups…Patriots…Snake, we are not tools of the government of the government or anyone
else…fighting was the only thing…the only thing I was good at…but at least…I always fought
for what I believed in…Snake…farewell…FOX!!!
Tools of the government…we are…not tools of the government…we are people…fought for I
believed in…where am I? Why can't I wake up?…I have to fight against…Sons Of
Liberty…Solidus is dead…but the Patriots…are alive…they have to be…impossible…but…they
have to be…ALIVE…THEY HAVE TO BE…ALIVE…WAKE UP, SNAKE!…SNAKE!
…Snake took a breath of fresh air as he coughed out of the water and looked up seeing the
bridge still a fiery wreck, a continued swirl of black and red…he realized that he had lost
conscience a few minutes ago…and heard a familiar voice…Otacon…brought him back to the
real world…he felt sick…and he couldn't feel his left arm…but he was alive…that was all that
counted…but all those people…
Snake tried to forget what he saw but he couldn't…those hellish images could never be
forgotten but Snake tried not to think of them as he kicked off and floated to shore, using one
arm to propel himself forward…in a few minutes, he was on shore…
Briefly, he stood up then fell from exhaustion, pressing two fingers to his year while he lay on
the sand, nearly conscious again.
"Otacon?"
"Snake?! Snake! You're alive!"
"Doesn't feel like it. My left arm is broken but otherwise…Do you know who…"
"Blew the bridge? We have no idea, but the media is pinning this to Sons Of Liberty…Snake, we
will have you picked up immediately. Black Shadow is on the way."
"How is that possible? They disbanded two years ago…"
"No, Snake…there is a new group calling themselves Sons Of Liberty…they claim to be the
followers of the Patriots…their leader…is Revolver Ocelot."
Snake finally found the strength to rise up as he slowly arose in the darkness illuminated by the
bridge's destruction.
"Ocelot…Otacon, what have you found out about the survivor of the Capital explosion."
"I know this is going to sound unbelievable, even impossible maybe…but the survivor calls
himself…Sears, George Sears."
"George Sears…Patriots…Ocelot…Otacon, run a file check on Alexander Ashford."
"Alexander Ashford…searching now…Snake, is this man known as Shadow Viper?"
"Yes, Otacon…the Patriots ARE alive…"
"But that's impossible…"
"Otacon, listen to me! The Patriots are alive…I know…they blew the bridge…but how could they
have blown their own…"
"Snake, what are you thinking?"
"Find and pin Ashford's location…something doesn't fit here…and I am going to find out what."
Author's Note: Many questions are left unanswered but will be answered soon enough…you will
see.
