1 CONFIDENTIAL
Operation: Snake's Fate
Strictly confidential file; property of the United States government. Any authorized participant in his operation reveals this information to any outside peoples the participant will be fined up to 500,000 dollars and up to 30 years to life in jail for treason.
David Hayter, codenamed 'Solid Snake' has been kidnapped by terrorists only known as 'FOXHOUND'.
The man only known as Shadow Wolf looked through the files given to him by a CIA agent involved in this operation. He was on a helicopter headed towards FOXHOUND's new base of operations formally known as 'Outer Heaven'. The helicopter was a Hind D, almost silent to the naked ear. The helicopter turned back to Wolf, and said, "We're nearing the landing spot, I'll tell you when to drop." Wolf simply nodded, he was told not to speak to anyone within the operation that he didn't know. The pilot notified Wolf that they had reached the area, and Wolf nodded and felt for his gear. He had drop gear, and an empty 12mm USP. "A USP..? And it's empty. Why the hell—" Just that second he was slung out the door of the helicopter, his drop gear being activated automatically.
Wolf landed in a field, covered with snow. He looked across the horizon; the sun was just now coming up. "Damn, my first mission, I'll have to be on my toes to keep up with these guys."
Wolf began to sprint towards the base, running in a way so that his feet barely touch the ground, not making a visible imprint from his boot. He reached a large metal door, about 25 feet high. He looked up at it in amazement.
"Wow, this thing is huge." He thought aloud.
Just then a high-pitched beep rang in his ear, and he knelt down touching his ear.
"Wolf, there should be a vent somewhere around there that leads to the outer shell of Outer Heaven." It was the CIA agent from before.
"I see, do you have a name?"
"Just call me Agent Black." He had shoulder length blonde hair, and was kind of muscular.
"Ok, see ya later, Black." And the conversation ended.
Wolf stood back up, hearing footsteps coming towards him from the left. "Is somebody there?" Someone with a Russian accent said. Without thinking, Wolf rolled hastily to the right, and he pressed his back up against a wall that stuck out.
The soldier crept around a corner, his gun out in front of him. "An M4 Assault Rife.." Wolf thought to himself, examining the guard. "Hey, you! Stay there! Don't move a muscle!" The guard exclaimed running in Wolf's direction. "SHIT!" Wolf thought to himself, flipping out in front of the soldier, and elbowing him in the temple, knocking him out instantly. Wolf walked to the door again, looking to the left he saw a vent. He knelt down and began to crawl in the vent.
Wolf crawled out of the vent, getting to his feet slowly, he looked around cautiously. It appeared that he was not yet into the actual fortress. He was in some kind of an inner-wall. He spotted an enemy soldier walking in his direction, and Wolf darted to the left flattening his back up against a wall.
Wolf peeked around the corner, in an instant he ripped his USP from it's holster, and swung around the corner pointing the gun at the soldier.
He soldier had a smirk on his face; he had taken of his mask.
"Are you going to shoot me? I see your hands shaking. You're new at his aren't you? Afraid to take a man down for your own survival."
"I'll shoot!" Wolf exclaimed.
"Oh shit..it's empty.." Wolf thought to himself, he was now in a very tight situation.
"So kill me. If your so confident." The soldier said.
Wolf took a step closer to the soldier and pointed the gun at his forehead. The soldier merely grinned and in that instant the soldier ripped an M-4 from it's strap and held to Wolf's head. He had to think fast. Wolf began to struggle to get out of the soldier's grip but it was no use. It looked like he was going to die here.
"Your correct, you will die here." The soldier said, almost whispering.
"..Huh..?" Wolf struggled to look over his shoulder to get a better look at the soldier's face."
"Yes, you will die here, whether it's by me or him."
"Him?"
"You he—"
Just that moment a shot rang out from behind Wolf and hit the Soldier in the back of his head, blood spilt out of the wound like a water faucet, left on for hours. Wolf looked back at the soldier, now falling to his knees limply. An awkward smile spread across his face, he wasn't sure whether he was glad to be alive, or glad to see fresh blood spill onto the ground from another human being. He would find out soon enough.
"I see his prophecies were incorrect."
Wolf turned around seeing a familiar face, from the files he had skimmed over.
"Solid Snake…?"
"Yes, call me Snake. Glad to make your acquaintance—err, save your life." He seemed to be a comical person.
"But I thought you were being held hostage."
"And who told you that?"
"I was briefed on that, that's why I'm here.." Wolf explained, an awkward look on his face.
"You were obviously lied to, I wouldn't go down that easy. I'd kill myself before being taken hostage if I had the chance."
"I see.. Then I was set up?"
"Obviously. Who sent you here."
"A man from the CIA. He had shoulder length blonde hair, and he was kind of muscular. He had sunglasses on."
"..Blonde shoulder length hair..? Muscular? Oh shit.." Snake thought aloud.
"What is it, Snake?"
"That man, did he look like me with long hair?"
"Now that I think of it yeah! What a coincidence."
"No coincidence, that was my brother Liquid."
"Liquid Snake!?"
"Indeed."
"…" Many thoughts were running through Wolf's mind, this had all happened so suddenly.
Snake pointed his gun at Wolf, and he placed his finger on the trigger. "Wha—what are you doing Snake?!" Snake's image seemed to fade as he pulled the trigger, the bullet sped towards his chest area, Wolf rolled to the left and the searing hot piece of lead hit him in his shoulder, shocked he hit the ground hard and his eyes rolled over, and he got knocked unconscious.
Operation: Snake's Fate
Strictly confidential file; property of the United States government. Any authorized participant in his operation reveals this information to any outside peoples the participant will be fined up to 500,000 dollars and up to 30 years to life in jail for treason.
David Hayter, codenamed 'Solid Snake' has been kidnapped by terrorists only known as 'FOXHOUND'.
The man only known as Shadow Wolf looked through the files given to him by a CIA agent involved in this operation. He was on a helicopter headed towards FOXHOUND's new base of operations formally known as 'Outer Heaven'. The helicopter was a Hind D, almost silent to the naked ear. The helicopter turned back to Wolf, and said, "We're nearing the landing spot, I'll tell you when to drop." Wolf simply nodded, he was told not to speak to anyone within the operation that he didn't know. The pilot notified Wolf that they had reached the area, and Wolf nodded and felt for his gear. He had drop gear, and an empty 12mm USP. "A USP..? And it's empty. Why the hell—" Just that second he was slung out the door of the helicopter, his drop gear being activated automatically.
Wolf landed in a field, covered with snow. He looked across the horizon; the sun was just now coming up. "Damn, my first mission, I'll have to be on my toes to keep up with these guys."
Wolf began to sprint towards the base, running in a way so that his feet barely touch the ground, not making a visible imprint from his boot. He reached a large metal door, about 25 feet high. He looked up at it in amazement.
"Wow, this thing is huge." He thought aloud.
Just then a high-pitched beep rang in his ear, and he knelt down touching his ear.
"Wolf, there should be a vent somewhere around there that leads to the outer shell of Outer Heaven." It was the CIA agent from before.
"I see, do you have a name?"
"Just call me Agent Black." He had shoulder length blonde hair, and was kind of muscular.
"Ok, see ya later, Black." And the conversation ended.
Wolf stood back up, hearing footsteps coming towards him from the left. "Is somebody there?" Someone with a Russian accent said. Without thinking, Wolf rolled hastily to the right, and he pressed his back up against a wall that stuck out.
The soldier crept around a corner, his gun out in front of him. "An M4 Assault Rife.." Wolf thought to himself, examining the guard. "Hey, you! Stay there! Don't move a muscle!" The guard exclaimed running in Wolf's direction. "SHIT!" Wolf thought to himself, flipping out in front of the soldier, and elbowing him in the temple, knocking him out instantly. Wolf walked to the door again, looking to the left he saw a vent. He knelt down and began to crawl in the vent.
Wolf crawled out of the vent, getting to his feet slowly, he looked around cautiously. It appeared that he was not yet into the actual fortress. He was in some kind of an inner-wall. He spotted an enemy soldier walking in his direction, and Wolf darted to the left flattening his back up against a wall.
Wolf peeked around the corner, in an instant he ripped his USP from it's holster, and swung around the corner pointing the gun at the soldier.
He soldier had a smirk on his face; he had taken of his mask.
"Are you going to shoot me? I see your hands shaking. You're new at his aren't you? Afraid to take a man down for your own survival."
"I'll shoot!" Wolf exclaimed.
"Oh shit..it's empty.." Wolf thought to himself, he was now in a very tight situation.
"So kill me. If your so confident." The soldier said.
Wolf took a step closer to the soldier and pointed the gun at his forehead. The soldier merely grinned and in that instant the soldier ripped an M-4 from it's strap and held to Wolf's head. He had to think fast. Wolf began to struggle to get out of the soldier's grip but it was no use. It looked like he was going to die here.
"Your correct, you will die here." The soldier said, almost whispering.
"..Huh..?" Wolf struggled to look over his shoulder to get a better look at the soldier's face."
"Yes, you will die here, whether it's by me or him."
"Him?"
"You he—"
Just that moment a shot rang out from behind Wolf and hit the Soldier in the back of his head, blood spilt out of the wound like a water faucet, left on for hours. Wolf looked back at the soldier, now falling to his knees limply. An awkward smile spread across his face, he wasn't sure whether he was glad to be alive, or glad to see fresh blood spill onto the ground from another human being. He would find out soon enough.
"I see his prophecies were incorrect."
Wolf turned around seeing a familiar face, from the files he had skimmed over.
"Solid Snake…?"
"Yes, call me Snake. Glad to make your acquaintance—err, save your life." He seemed to be a comical person.
"But I thought you were being held hostage."
"And who told you that?"
"I was briefed on that, that's why I'm here.." Wolf explained, an awkward look on his face.
"You were obviously lied to, I wouldn't go down that easy. I'd kill myself before being taken hostage if I had the chance."
"I see.. Then I was set up?"
"Obviously. Who sent you here."
"A man from the CIA. He had shoulder length blonde hair, and he was kind of muscular. He had sunglasses on."
"..Blonde shoulder length hair..? Muscular? Oh shit.." Snake thought aloud.
"What is it, Snake?"
"That man, did he look like me with long hair?"
"Now that I think of it yeah! What a coincidence."
"No coincidence, that was my brother Liquid."
"Liquid Snake!?"
"Indeed."
"…" Many thoughts were running through Wolf's mind, this had all happened so suddenly.
Snake pointed his gun at Wolf, and he placed his finger on the trigger. "Wha—what are you doing Snake?!" Snake's image seemed to fade as he pulled the trigger, the bullet sped towards his chest area, Wolf rolled to the left and the searing hot piece of lead hit him in his shoulder, shocked he hit the ground hard and his eyes rolled over, and he got knocked unconscious.