Chapter One: The man of Mystery
Snake rounded a corner, leading to a dark corridor, lights above him flickered on and off from the power shortage. Snake knelt down and put his hand to his ear, turning on his Codec.
"Otacon.." Snake said in his usual raspy voice.
"Yes, Snake?"
"What exactly are my duties here, I haven't actually been briefed on this operation yet."
"Yes, I know Snake since you haven't I'll fill you in. I'm sure you remember your operation here 4 years ago. Remember, they called it "Shadow Moses", well it turns out you didn't destroy the actual Metal Gear. All I want now is some photographic evidence of this "New Metal Gear" I'm kind of doubting it's existence being true, but since we're an Anti-Metal Gear, it all works out."
"Photographic evidence huh..? Well, I hope that's the only thing I have to do, this place brings back memories. Bad memories." Snake said, and began checking his gear while he talked.
"You shouldn't have much trouble with it, this place is deserted." Otacon said slyly.
Snake jogged into another hallway, seeing an old tank, surrounded by dust, and cobwebs. He to his left seeing a gang plank, leading up to a couple of doors, and an old security camera. He paced towards an elevator and stopped infront of it, his ears perking up.
"Huh..?" Snake thought to himself and he turned around turning on his Stealth Camouflage. Snake looked up seeing a man with blue hair, and a black trench coat on enter the room. The man had blue, spiked hair with a large scar down the left side of his face, Snake eyed the man closely trying to decipher who it was. Following the man, 5 other soldiers entered they wore black and gray camouflage pants and shirts, with a black ski mask. Snake took out his Scope, and took a look at the men's weapons.
"Hmm? Why would they be using .45 Socoms? Those are usually used for stealth, and special ops. ." Snake frowned and put his Scope back into its pocket.
Snake knelt down, and put his hand to his ear, paging Otacon on his Codec.
"Yes, Snake?" Otacon answered.
"Otacon, I have a question for you."
"And what would that be Snake?"
"Well, I thought this place was supposed to be deserted." Snake spat.
". . . It was supposed to be, no one else should know about this. I got this information from the Pentagon."
"You know how things went last time, Otacon. I bet next I'll find a rookie V.R. soldier, on his first operation, trying to rescue the president." Snake said sarcastically.
"Snake, tell me what does this man look like?"
"Well, he has blue hair, and a large scar down the left side of his face. He doesn't look exactly what you would call friendly either." And the Codec conversation ended.
The man, and the soldiers entered a door with a large number five on the door. Snake sighed with relief and pressed the call button for the elevator, he kept his Stealth Camouflage on, being cautious.
Snake crept out of the elevator, on the basement floor one he walked towards a door "Freeze!" someone called from behind him. And Snake gasped, holding his hands in the air.
Snake grunted saying, "Who're you?"
"Who I am is none of your best interest." The man behind him spat.
Snake looked down at his watch, focusing the crystal of it at the man's hand. "He has an American accent, and he doesn't carry a .45 Socom like they did.. But he does have a mask.." Snake thought to himself. And in that instant Snake spun around smacking the weapon right out of the mans hand and into his. Snake pulled the lock back on the gun, and rested his finger on the trigger, aiming it at the man's chest.
"Now you answer my question, who are you!?"
"…" The man didn't reply.
"Fine," Snake said and thrusted his hand out at the man and snatched his mask off his head. And Snake jumped back surprised, seeing who it was.
"Raiden!" Snake exclaimed.
"What are you doing here?" Snake said.
"It's good to see you too Snake," Raiden chuckled.
"I'm here because of military reasons, It's obvious that there is in fact another Metal Gear here."
"You must be here because of your Anti-Metal Gear association correct?" Raiden asked questioningly.
"Yes, I am here to get 'Photographic Evidence' as Otacon says, but as always I'll turn out to be in some immediate danger, and end up destroying it." Snake said sarcastically.
"Well, since we're here on the same cause, maybe we should split up, and try to find Metal Gear. My frequency is 114.78."
"Ok," Snake confirmed.
Snake pivoted to the left and began pacing towards a door with the words "Weapon Storage" marked on the front. He entered the room looking around for his trusty .45 Socom. He spotted one, and picked it up, sliding the lock back on it and twirling it around his finger, sliding it into a holster by his side. "Hmm, an M9, Beretta with a silencer. This could be of some help also." And he slid it into another holster by his shoulder. He grabbed ammunition for both weapons and slid it little pockets for clips around his belt.
Snake exited the room and headed towards the elevator pressing the call button. The sound of the elevator somewhat comforted Snake, and gave him an uneasy feeling all at the same time. The doors to the elevator slid open, but before he could look up and see if anyone was in the elevator a shot from an AKS-74u rang out from the elevator. Snake rolled to the side, grabbing his Socom and pointing it up at the enormous man that stood before him. The man grinned and fired a couple of more shots from his AKS, at Snake, he dodged hastily and retreated to a corner and peeked around the side, firing a shot from his Socom at the man, and to his surprise the bullet swept around the man, hitting the wall behind him. "Grr… those shields they had in Sons of Liberty!" Snake dived and rolled towards the man; before the man could react Snake jumped up in front of the man and hit him in the jaw with the handle of his Socom.
"I don't think we've been properly introduced, Snake."
"My name is Coldrow, and I will bring sweet death to you."
Snake jumped back a couple of times, dodging most of Coldrow's bullets one of them skimming his shoulder. Snake raced at Coldrow, and he swung the barrel of his Socom at the shield mechanism on Coldrow's belt. Snake bolted back around a corner and heard the mechanism fizzle and spark. He grinned rolling out into the open, firing a whole clip at Coldrow. Coldrow staggered back, as the bullets hit him, and warm blood began to run down his forehead and chest. His eyes rolled over, and he fell backwards letting out a slight puff of air.
"So you actually think this will work?" The man with blue hair said.
"Of course, Tyde. Why wouldn't it? All of the other Metal Gear projects have been destroyed, RAY, and REX. All of them."
"Yes, but what makes you think this one will be any better?" Tyde asked questioningly.
"Metal Gear X will be the ultimate Metal Gear, not only does it have Nuclear firing capabilities but it also has short range S.C.U.D missiles. The armor is also heavily plated, it's resistant to even a Nuclear blast, and air-tight so that no Nuclear chemicals can leak in."
"You better not fail me on this one, Otacon, or this will be your last project, guaranteed." And with that Tyde pivoted to the right, exiting through a door.
Snake pressed the button for basement floor one on the elevator, the doors closed and it began climbing up towards the floor, the doors slid open, and Snake stepped out looking around. Snake looked down and stepped back seeing a trail of blood stained on the floor. He began following the trail, being careful not to make any sound and not to step into the blood. The trail led to a small corridor with two doors, and a fork up infront of him. He began pacing towards one door on the left side. He opened the door hearing two men talking.
"Yes sir, we have the data for the new Metal Gear."
"Good, so it will work out?" Tyde asked one of the scientists.
"Aye sir." And the worker saluted and Tyde walked out a door.
The worker grumbled, and sat back in his chair, slowly falling asleep. Snake crept in and grabbed the disc, carrying the data for the new Metal Gear. He grabbed the Scientist by his neck and broke his neck, he then propped him up and locked his body in a locker.
Snake inserted the disk and the data began to load
Metal Gear X…..processing……
Creator…..Hal Emmerich codename 'Otacon'
Snake rounded a corner, leading to a dark corridor, lights above him flickered on and off from the power shortage. Snake knelt down and put his hand to his ear, turning on his Codec.
"Otacon.." Snake said in his usual raspy voice.
"Yes, Snake?"
"What exactly are my duties here, I haven't actually been briefed on this operation yet."
"Yes, I know Snake since you haven't I'll fill you in. I'm sure you remember your operation here 4 years ago. Remember, they called it "Shadow Moses", well it turns out you didn't destroy the actual Metal Gear. All I want now is some photographic evidence of this "New Metal Gear" I'm kind of doubting it's existence being true, but since we're an Anti-Metal Gear, it all works out."
"Photographic evidence huh..? Well, I hope that's the only thing I have to do, this place brings back memories. Bad memories." Snake said, and began checking his gear while he talked.
"You shouldn't have much trouble with it, this place is deserted." Otacon said slyly.
Snake jogged into another hallway, seeing an old tank, surrounded by dust, and cobwebs. He to his left seeing a gang plank, leading up to a couple of doors, and an old security camera. He paced towards an elevator and stopped infront of it, his ears perking up.
"Huh..?" Snake thought to himself and he turned around turning on his Stealth Camouflage. Snake looked up seeing a man with blue hair, and a black trench coat on enter the room. The man had blue, spiked hair with a large scar down the left side of his face, Snake eyed the man closely trying to decipher who it was. Following the man, 5 other soldiers entered they wore black and gray camouflage pants and shirts, with a black ski mask. Snake took out his Scope, and took a look at the men's weapons.
"Hmm? Why would they be using .45 Socoms? Those are usually used for stealth, and special ops. ." Snake frowned and put his Scope back into its pocket.
Snake knelt down, and put his hand to his ear, paging Otacon on his Codec.
"Yes, Snake?" Otacon answered.
"Otacon, I have a question for you."
"And what would that be Snake?"
"Well, I thought this place was supposed to be deserted." Snake spat.
". . . It was supposed to be, no one else should know about this. I got this information from the Pentagon."
"You know how things went last time, Otacon. I bet next I'll find a rookie V.R. soldier, on his first operation, trying to rescue the president." Snake said sarcastically.
"Snake, tell me what does this man look like?"
"Well, he has blue hair, and a large scar down the left side of his face. He doesn't look exactly what you would call friendly either." And the Codec conversation ended.
The man, and the soldiers entered a door with a large number five on the door. Snake sighed with relief and pressed the call button for the elevator, he kept his Stealth Camouflage on, being cautious.
Snake crept out of the elevator, on the basement floor one he walked towards a door "Freeze!" someone called from behind him. And Snake gasped, holding his hands in the air.
Snake grunted saying, "Who're you?"
"Who I am is none of your best interest." The man behind him spat.
Snake looked down at his watch, focusing the crystal of it at the man's hand. "He has an American accent, and he doesn't carry a .45 Socom like they did.. But he does have a mask.." Snake thought to himself. And in that instant Snake spun around smacking the weapon right out of the mans hand and into his. Snake pulled the lock back on the gun, and rested his finger on the trigger, aiming it at the man's chest.
"Now you answer my question, who are you!?"
"…" The man didn't reply.
"Fine," Snake said and thrusted his hand out at the man and snatched his mask off his head. And Snake jumped back surprised, seeing who it was.
"Raiden!" Snake exclaimed.
"What are you doing here?" Snake said.
"It's good to see you too Snake," Raiden chuckled.
"I'm here because of military reasons, It's obvious that there is in fact another Metal Gear here."
"You must be here because of your Anti-Metal Gear association correct?" Raiden asked questioningly.
"Yes, I am here to get 'Photographic Evidence' as Otacon says, but as always I'll turn out to be in some immediate danger, and end up destroying it." Snake said sarcastically.
"Well, since we're here on the same cause, maybe we should split up, and try to find Metal Gear. My frequency is 114.78."
"Ok," Snake confirmed.
Snake pivoted to the left and began pacing towards a door with the words "Weapon Storage" marked on the front. He entered the room looking around for his trusty .45 Socom. He spotted one, and picked it up, sliding the lock back on it and twirling it around his finger, sliding it into a holster by his side. "Hmm, an M9, Beretta with a silencer. This could be of some help also." And he slid it into another holster by his shoulder. He grabbed ammunition for both weapons and slid it little pockets for clips around his belt.
Snake exited the room and headed towards the elevator pressing the call button. The sound of the elevator somewhat comforted Snake, and gave him an uneasy feeling all at the same time. The doors to the elevator slid open, but before he could look up and see if anyone was in the elevator a shot from an AKS-74u rang out from the elevator. Snake rolled to the side, grabbing his Socom and pointing it up at the enormous man that stood before him. The man grinned and fired a couple of more shots from his AKS, at Snake, he dodged hastily and retreated to a corner and peeked around the side, firing a shot from his Socom at the man, and to his surprise the bullet swept around the man, hitting the wall behind him. "Grr… those shields they had in Sons of Liberty!" Snake dived and rolled towards the man; before the man could react Snake jumped up in front of the man and hit him in the jaw with the handle of his Socom.
"I don't think we've been properly introduced, Snake."
"My name is Coldrow, and I will bring sweet death to you."
Snake jumped back a couple of times, dodging most of Coldrow's bullets one of them skimming his shoulder. Snake raced at Coldrow, and he swung the barrel of his Socom at the shield mechanism on Coldrow's belt. Snake bolted back around a corner and heard the mechanism fizzle and spark. He grinned rolling out into the open, firing a whole clip at Coldrow. Coldrow staggered back, as the bullets hit him, and warm blood began to run down his forehead and chest. His eyes rolled over, and he fell backwards letting out a slight puff of air.
"So you actually think this will work?" The man with blue hair said.
"Of course, Tyde. Why wouldn't it? All of the other Metal Gear projects have been destroyed, RAY, and REX. All of them."
"Yes, but what makes you think this one will be any better?" Tyde asked questioningly.
"Metal Gear X will be the ultimate Metal Gear, not only does it have Nuclear firing capabilities but it also has short range S.C.U.D missiles. The armor is also heavily plated, it's resistant to even a Nuclear blast, and air-tight so that no Nuclear chemicals can leak in."
"You better not fail me on this one, Otacon, or this will be your last project, guaranteed." And with that Tyde pivoted to the right, exiting through a door.
Snake pressed the button for basement floor one on the elevator, the doors closed and it began climbing up towards the floor, the doors slid open, and Snake stepped out looking around. Snake looked down and stepped back seeing a trail of blood stained on the floor. He began following the trail, being careful not to make any sound and not to step into the blood. The trail led to a small corridor with two doors, and a fork up infront of him. He began pacing towards one door on the left side. He opened the door hearing two men talking.
"Yes sir, we have the data for the new Metal Gear."
"Good, so it will work out?" Tyde asked one of the scientists.
"Aye sir." And the worker saluted and Tyde walked out a door.
The worker grumbled, and sat back in his chair, slowly falling asleep. Snake crept in and grabbed the disc, carrying the data for the new Metal Gear. He grabbed the Scientist by his neck and broke his neck, he then propped him up and locked his body in a locker.
Snake inserted the disk and the data began to load
Metal Gear X…..processing……
Creator…..Hal Emmerich codename 'Otacon'
