Chapter 9: Final Showdown
The gang is getting all geared up. Time to toast some bagels.
4:45 p.m. Delo's house.
Delo: AK's.
Snake: Check.
Delo: Handguns.
Meryl: Check:
Delo: Night vision and Infared goggles.
Otacon: Check.
Delo: Blades and coolant.
Raiden: Check.
Delo: Groovy. It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum. Everybody into the RV.
Everybody piles in and they head to the observatory. They is a slight air of nervousness. Delo tries to strike up a conversation.
Delo: Hey Raiden, how's your kid?
Raiden: How'd you know I had a kid?
Delo: [holds up a copy of MGS2] This is how.
Raiden: Oh. Well, he's fine.
Delo: What did you and Rose name him?
Raiden: Michael.
Delo: Nice name.
Snake: I didn't know Rose gave birth already.
Raiden: Well she was pregnant last April and now here it is a year later. It only takes nine months, Snake.
Snake: How come you didn't tell me?
Raiden: You didn't ask.
Snake: Touche
Delo: Why'd you stay with her even after she told you how she was a spy for the Patriots?
Raiden: Would not a Rose by any other name smell just as sweet?
Delo: You've got a point. You're a good man, Jack.
Raiden: Yeah, Yeah......
Delo looks at Meryl's Desert Eagle .50 caliber Action Express.
Delo: You know, they had that exact same gun at this one place up in Santa Clara.
Meryl: Really?
Delo: Yup. It was bomb-diggety.
Meryl: How come you didn't buy it?
Delo: Cuz fuckin' Gray Davis is a little bitch that's why. That bastard put so many goddamn restrictions on everything with that chingana gun bill.
Meryl: That sucks.
Delo: Yeah I know. It sucks like a whore on free day. But it doesn't bother me TOO much since I get most of my stuff on the black market.
Delo notices it's quiet in the back.
Delo: You ok back there, Otacon?
Otacon: [looks up] Yeah, I'm fine.
Delo: [looks in the rearview mirror] What's that you got there?
Otacon: Just a reminder....
Otacon looks at the picure in his hand. It is of Emma when she was young. One of the few that he has
Otacon: [in thought] This is what I have to do. I have to stop bagel nuts so I can get money to stop Metal Gear nuts. Oh, how my life has gotten complicated. I'm glad you're always watching over me, Emma.
The RV creeps up near the observatory. Infiltration time.
Delo: Everbody out.
Snake: Ready, man?
Delo: Always. You got your shiznit, Otacon?
Otacon: [on roof of RV] Yup.
Delo: Here. [tosses up a gun] Here's a little present.
Otacon: What is this for?!
Delo: Just in case.
Otacon: I don't wanna kill anyone!
Delo: Shoot them in the leg then.
Otacon: Great.....
Delo: Raiden, here's the blueprints.
Raiden: Red x's are the structural points, eh?
Delo: Yup. The ladder access to the roof is on the backside. Meryl, you and me are doing the side flank.
Meryl: Side. Ambush. Flank. You speak my language.
Delo: Snake......you get to ring the doorbell.
Snake: Yah for me.
Snake enters the observatory.
Bagelmeister: So....you figured it out.
Snake: Starrrsss.....
Bagelmeister: Yes. Stars. Enough of that though.......DRAW!
Meanwhile.....
Raiden: [sprays coolant] Friggin bagels. [hears gunfire] Damn....good thing I'm finished with the bombs.
Codec Beep.
Otacon: Raiden!
Raiden: Yeah Otacon?
Otacon: There is another bomb to go.
Raiden: But Delo marked the weakest structural points.
Otacon: I decided to do some tracing. Theses bombs are radio controlled. The frequency is still active. There is still one left. A big one. On the roof.
Raiden: How the hell are we going to disarm it?! I can't climb a domed roof!
Otacon: I'm going to shoot it out.
Raiden: Huh? You're back at the RV and you have a Glock. You'd have to have super-duper mega vision to see and hit it.
Otacon: Or glasses that give you magnified vision.
Raiden: ....uhhh, no offense Otacon, but have you lost it?
Otacon: Listen. Emma wore glasses because she wanted to be like me.
Raiden. She mentioned it. Not obvious, but she mentioned it.
Otacon: I wore glasses because.....well, I wanted to be a superhero.
Raiden: The wanting to be a superhero part is normal, but how the hell do glasses accomplish that?
Otacon: I created glasses that could enhance vision so one could be albe to see from extremem distances. I was working on a contact lens version when I got the job from ArmsTech to head the Rex project.
Raiden: Wow.....that's frickin awesome. So, you can take out the device on the roof?
Otacon: Yeah.
He takes a deep breath. Zooms in with his glasses.
Otacon: Just like Time Crisis, Hal.
Total silence. Then the air is shatterd by the sound of a gunshot. Sparks fly from the roof.
Otacon: Boo-yah! Hail to the king, baby!
Raiden: Nice shot, Otacon!
Otacon: Thanks. But enough congratulations. You gotta go help the others with that psycho inside.
Back inside.....
Snake: Nyah! [dodges bullets]
Bagelmeister: C'mon Snake you can do better than that!
Delo & Meryl: BLITZKRIEG!
Delo and Meryl shoot off a sheet of bullets. But The Bagelmeister blacks them all.
Bagelmeister: Ha! Nothing can penetrate my Bagel Shield!
Meryl: Dammit!
Bagelmeister: Feel the wrath of my Bagel Bite Shooter! [fires at Meryl]
Everything moves in slo-mo.
Delo: NOOOOOO!
Delo jumps in front of Meryl and stops the Bagel Bites with his mouth. They both go flying behind a control panel.
Meryl: Oh, Delo. You took three Bagel Bites for me.
Delo: It was nuthin. In fact it was pretty tasty. [fires off some shots]
Snake: [behind another control panel] If you two are finished, we need to figure out something. We're out of ammo!
Bagelmeister: The time has come! Time to make my ultimate sacrifice to the bagle gods!
Bagelmeister kneels in the middle of the observatory. Radio control for the bombs in hand.
Bagelmeister: Live bagels live! [pushes button] Huh?! Work dammit work! What the hell happened?!
Raiden: I happened!
Bagelmeister: What the.......
Raiden comes flying in from the roof with blade drawn. He impales The Bagelmeister through the back and out the chest.
Raiden: DIE! [pulls out his blade]
The Bagelmeister falls dead in a puddle of blood. Everyone stares in shock.
Delo: Damn! Youse a crazy ass cracka!
Raiden: [breathing heavily] It....It's over.
They all go over to inspect the body.
Snake: Hmm....$50,000. And the observatory is intact.
Meryl: Geeze.....what a friggin loon.
Raiden: C'mon lets get out of here.
They all start walking out but then they hear a noise and turn around.
Bagelmeister: DIIIIIE!
He points an MP5-K at them. Then suddenly shots ring out and his chest explodes in a huge spray of red. The four of them turn to the entrance of the observatory to see Otacon. He is shaking, still shooting even though the Glock is empty. Click. Click. Click.
Otacon: [stops clicking and drops the gun] O dear Lord......what did I just do?
Delo: Chill, Judio, chill.
Meryl: It's ok Otacon. He was about to put a magazine of bullets in our backs. It's alright.
Otacon: [closes his eyes and nods] S'ok.....S'ok. We got fifty G's now?
Snake: Yes Otacon. We go get our money.
Otacon: Good.
A couple of days later at Delo's house in the Contraband Room....
Delo: Man this has got to be the craziest shit I have ever been through in my life! [chugs some Alize] Y'all gotta stop hanging around me. It's hazardous to my health.
Raiden: Yeah, I hear ya. This was pretty insane.
Snake: [puffs a Cuban] I'm just glad it's over.
Meryl: Ditto.
Otacon: After this we gotta get back to the Philanthropy stuff.
Snake: Yeah I know.
Raiden: Thanks again for helping, Delo.
Delo: No problem.
Meryl: That's twice I owe you my life.
Delo: Yeah....well.....just remember it when I need something. [thinks] Hmm...actually, there is something I want to ask you.
Meryl: What is it?
Delo: If y'all so poor and ghetto, then how do you afford Cable TV?
Meryl: Black Box.
Delo: Ohhhh.........I should get one of those........who wants to get tripped out?!
Otacon: I don't think I'm ever gonna be the same after this.
There you go. The Sons of Bagels! Pretty friggin insane, eh? A/N: Chingana is Spanish for "fucking". Now you can talk smack in Spanish too. Hmm....so Otacon's vision is just fine. How about that. I hope that you have enjoyed reading this. Please review it. E-mail address is BlackDelo@aol.com
The gang is getting all geared up. Time to toast some bagels.
4:45 p.m. Delo's house.
Delo: AK's.
Snake: Check.
Delo: Handguns.
Meryl: Check:
Delo: Night vision and Infared goggles.
Otacon: Check.
Delo: Blades and coolant.
Raiden: Check.
Delo: Groovy. It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum. Everybody into the RV.
Everybody piles in and they head to the observatory. They is a slight air of nervousness. Delo tries to strike up a conversation.
Delo: Hey Raiden, how's your kid?
Raiden: How'd you know I had a kid?
Delo: [holds up a copy of MGS2] This is how.
Raiden: Oh. Well, he's fine.
Delo: What did you and Rose name him?
Raiden: Michael.
Delo: Nice name.
Snake: I didn't know Rose gave birth already.
Raiden: Well she was pregnant last April and now here it is a year later. It only takes nine months, Snake.
Snake: How come you didn't tell me?
Raiden: You didn't ask.
Snake: Touche
Delo: Why'd you stay with her even after she told you how she was a spy for the Patriots?
Raiden: Would not a Rose by any other name smell just as sweet?
Delo: You've got a point. You're a good man, Jack.
Raiden: Yeah, Yeah......
Delo looks at Meryl's Desert Eagle .50 caliber Action Express.
Delo: You know, they had that exact same gun at this one place up in Santa Clara.
Meryl: Really?
Delo: Yup. It was bomb-diggety.
Meryl: How come you didn't buy it?
Delo: Cuz fuckin' Gray Davis is a little bitch that's why. That bastard put so many goddamn restrictions on everything with that chingana gun bill.
Meryl: That sucks.
Delo: Yeah I know. It sucks like a whore on free day. But it doesn't bother me TOO much since I get most of my stuff on the black market.
Delo notices it's quiet in the back.
Delo: You ok back there, Otacon?
Otacon: [looks up] Yeah, I'm fine.
Delo: [looks in the rearview mirror] What's that you got there?
Otacon: Just a reminder....
Otacon looks at the picure in his hand. It is of Emma when she was young. One of the few that he has
Otacon: [in thought] This is what I have to do. I have to stop bagel nuts so I can get money to stop Metal Gear nuts. Oh, how my life has gotten complicated. I'm glad you're always watching over me, Emma.
The RV creeps up near the observatory. Infiltration time.
Delo: Everbody out.
Snake: Ready, man?
Delo: Always. You got your shiznit, Otacon?
Otacon: [on roof of RV] Yup.
Delo: Here. [tosses up a gun] Here's a little present.
Otacon: What is this for?!
Delo: Just in case.
Otacon: I don't wanna kill anyone!
Delo: Shoot them in the leg then.
Otacon: Great.....
Delo: Raiden, here's the blueprints.
Raiden: Red x's are the structural points, eh?
Delo: Yup. The ladder access to the roof is on the backside. Meryl, you and me are doing the side flank.
Meryl: Side. Ambush. Flank. You speak my language.
Delo: Snake......you get to ring the doorbell.
Snake: Yah for me.
Snake enters the observatory.
Bagelmeister: So....you figured it out.
Snake: Starrrsss.....
Bagelmeister: Yes. Stars. Enough of that though.......DRAW!
Meanwhile.....
Raiden: [sprays coolant] Friggin bagels. [hears gunfire] Damn....good thing I'm finished with the bombs.
Codec Beep.
Otacon: Raiden!
Raiden: Yeah Otacon?
Otacon: There is another bomb to go.
Raiden: But Delo marked the weakest structural points.
Otacon: I decided to do some tracing. Theses bombs are radio controlled. The frequency is still active. There is still one left. A big one. On the roof.
Raiden: How the hell are we going to disarm it?! I can't climb a domed roof!
Otacon: I'm going to shoot it out.
Raiden: Huh? You're back at the RV and you have a Glock. You'd have to have super-duper mega vision to see and hit it.
Otacon: Or glasses that give you magnified vision.
Raiden: ....uhhh, no offense Otacon, but have you lost it?
Otacon: Listen. Emma wore glasses because she wanted to be like me.
Raiden. She mentioned it. Not obvious, but she mentioned it.
Otacon: I wore glasses because.....well, I wanted to be a superhero.
Raiden: The wanting to be a superhero part is normal, but how the hell do glasses accomplish that?
Otacon: I created glasses that could enhance vision so one could be albe to see from extremem distances. I was working on a contact lens version when I got the job from ArmsTech to head the Rex project.
Raiden: Wow.....that's frickin awesome. So, you can take out the device on the roof?
Otacon: Yeah.
He takes a deep breath. Zooms in with his glasses.
Otacon: Just like Time Crisis, Hal.
Total silence. Then the air is shatterd by the sound of a gunshot. Sparks fly from the roof.
Otacon: Boo-yah! Hail to the king, baby!
Raiden: Nice shot, Otacon!
Otacon: Thanks. But enough congratulations. You gotta go help the others with that psycho inside.
Back inside.....
Snake: Nyah! [dodges bullets]
Bagelmeister: C'mon Snake you can do better than that!
Delo & Meryl: BLITZKRIEG!
Delo and Meryl shoot off a sheet of bullets. But The Bagelmeister blacks them all.
Bagelmeister: Ha! Nothing can penetrate my Bagel Shield!
Meryl: Dammit!
Bagelmeister: Feel the wrath of my Bagel Bite Shooter! [fires at Meryl]
Everything moves in slo-mo.
Delo: NOOOOOO!
Delo jumps in front of Meryl and stops the Bagel Bites with his mouth. They both go flying behind a control panel.
Meryl: Oh, Delo. You took three Bagel Bites for me.
Delo: It was nuthin. In fact it was pretty tasty. [fires off some shots]
Snake: [behind another control panel] If you two are finished, we need to figure out something. We're out of ammo!
Bagelmeister: The time has come! Time to make my ultimate sacrifice to the bagle gods!
Bagelmeister kneels in the middle of the observatory. Radio control for the bombs in hand.
Bagelmeister: Live bagels live! [pushes button] Huh?! Work dammit work! What the hell happened?!
Raiden: I happened!
Bagelmeister: What the.......
Raiden comes flying in from the roof with blade drawn. He impales The Bagelmeister through the back and out the chest.
Raiden: DIE! [pulls out his blade]
The Bagelmeister falls dead in a puddle of blood. Everyone stares in shock.
Delo: Damn! Youse a crazy ass cracka!
Raiden: [breathing heavily] It....It's over.
They all go over to inspect the body.
Snake: Hmm....$50,000. And the observatory is intact.
Meryl: Geeze.....what a friggin loon.
Raiden: C'mon lets get out of here.
They all start walking out but then they hear a noise and turn around.
Bagelmeister: DIIIIIE!
He points an MP5-K at them. Then suddenly shots ring out and his chest explodes in a huge spray of red. The four of them turn to the entrance of the observatory to see Otacon. He is shaking, still shooting even though the Glock is empty. Click. Click. Click.
Otacon: [stops clicking and drops the gun] O dear Lord......what did I just do?
Delo: Chill, Judio, chill.
Meryl: It's ok Otacon. He was about to put a magazine of bullets in our backs. It's alright.
Otacon: [closes his eyes and nods] S'ok.....S'ok. We got fifty G's now?
Snake: Yes Otacon. We go get our money.
Otacon: Good.
A couple of days later at Delo's house in the Contraband Room....
Delo: Man this has got to be the craziest shit I have ever been through in my life! [chugs some Alize] Y'all gotta stop hanging around me. It's hazardous to my health.
Raiden: Yeah, I hear ya. This was pretty insane.
Snake: [puffs a Cuban] I'm just glad it's over.
Meryl: Ditto.
Otacon: After this we gotta get back to the Philanthropy stuff.
Snake: Yeah I know.
Raiden: Thanks again for helping, Delo.
Delo: No problem.
Meryl: That's twice I owe you my life.
Delo: Yeah....well.....just remember it when I need something. [thinks] Hmm...actually, there is something I want to ask you.
Meryl: What is it?
Delo: If y'all so poor and ghetto, then how do you afford Cable TV?
Meryl: Black Box.
Delo: Ohhhh.........I should get one of those........who wants to get tripped out?!
Otacon: I don't think I'm ever gonna be the same after this.
There you go. The Sons of Bagels! Pretty friggin insane, eh? A/N: Chingana is Spanish for "fucking". Now you can talk smack in Spanish too. Hmm....so Otacon's vision is just fine. How about that. I hope that you have enjoyed reading this. Please review it. E-mail address is BlackDelo@aol.com
