It Begins
**
"Snake, do you read me?"
"Loud and clear, Otacon."
"Have you landed yet?"
"Yeah, I'm on the deck of the Loki's B section right now."
"Good. Hey, listen. I just met this guy; hey says his name is Thomas Jericho. Ring a bell?"
"Nope, what about 'em?"
"Well, he knows about Philanthropy, Shadow Moses, and even the Sons of Liberty! He found an optical disk that had recorded all of the events that took place at the Big Shell."
"Hmmm… Where is he?"
"Uh… On my couch."
"Kill him."
"Huh? No way, Snake!"
"Why not?"
"Well, that's the strange part. He looks EXACTLY like Olga, and, ummm… he has the ninja suit."
"Huh? Damn! They found me, talk to you later!"
**
Otacon stepped out of the bathroom only to find Jericho sitting at HIS computer desk, messing with HIS computer.
"Hey! Leave my computer alone!" he yelled, running up to the boy.
"Hold on just a sec. I think I found out how to fix the Suit."
Jericho stood up and walked over to the exoskeleton standing next to the coffee table. He then stuck out his hand and pressed it up against the forehead of the suit. Another strange flash of light shot from the ninja, along with a few clicking noises, and moments later, Otacon gawked at the thing. Jericho had disappeared!
Suddenly, the suit sprung to life.
"Aaaahhh! Get away!" screamed Otacon.
"Don't worry, it's just me, Jericho," the suit said in a scratchy mechanical tone.
"Huh? You mean, you're in the suit?"
"Duh. Now I can go to the Loki!"
"Wait a second, you need some training or something first."
"Yeah, I see this VR Training Mode thing on the screen," replied Thomas.
He was looking at a world of green lines. Otacon's face was greenish and pixilated. Blaring in front of Otacon's face was VR Training, Ninja: Level 1. Thomas blinked at it and suddenly, instead of Otacon's small apartment there was a padded room in front of him. Running across the walls were words.
NINJA LEVEL ONE
DESTROY ALL THE TARGETS WITHIN THE TIME PERIOD.
"Wow," was all Jericho could say.
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Raiden surfaced on the diving deck of Loki's A section, took out a couple of guards, and crouched to the floor.
**
"Otacon, are you there."
"Yeah, I'm here."
Otacon seemed annoyed and preoccupied.
"What's going on on your end?" asked a curious Raiden.
"Nothing Jack, just go to the rendezvous point and meet up with Snake. Contact me when you get there."
"Kay."
**
Raiden stood up, took out his M9, and walked through the door to the next room.
He must have been in a warehouse of some sort, because there were crates and trucks and all kinds of things set up all over the place. There was a stairway in the northwest corner of the building, a crane on the eastern side, and on the south was a boat dock with a large door leading to the world outside. He ran over to the stairway, and was about to run up the stairs, when he felt the ground beneath him begin to rumble.
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Snake stepped out of the locker, and logged into the computer in the southeastern side of the room.
'Let's see what kind of goodies we can find here.'
Suddenly, the floor started shaking.
'What the hell is that?'
He stood up and ran down the hall to the deck. He tightened his bandana, unholstered his Socom, stepped outside and immediately shot a nearby guard through the heart. He looked around to see that no one noticed the silenced bullet, because all the guards were gathered around where the freight elevator should be.
Snake climbed the lookout tower, turned on his stealth gear, and leaned over the edge to see six strange looking people standing on the elevator. All of the guards were pointing their guns at the six.
"Good morning to you all," said one of the six, obviously the ring-leader. "I am Shadow, leader of the Newcomers." He was tall, with short black hair and a black goatee. He was wearing a muscle-shirt that showed his muscled body. His skin was very pale, and his eyes were as black as death.
The man pulled out a Famas and shot a bullet through the head of one of the guards.
"Why did you shoot him?" asked a young woman, also a member of the six. She was beautiful, with long red hair and pale skin.
"He was about to pull the trigger, Diana, so step back."
The woman shrugged, and took a step backwards.
Suddenly, all of the guards surrounding them fell to the ground.
"Nice work, Hypnos," said the man known as Shadow to a black bald man with no shirt and jet black pants. He was muscled, too, and he had red war paint covering his upper body with intricate designs.
'These guys must mean business,' Snake said to himself, before reaching up to his ear.
**
"Otacon, are you there?"
"Yeah Snake, what do you need?"
"Do you know anything about a group calling themselves the Newcomers?"
"Hold on just a sec… Okay, I just found a site about the Newcomers on the Net. They are a group of radical terrorists who claim to be the Patriots reincarnated. They are led by a man calling himself Shadow. Go to the nearest computer."
"Okay"
Snake ran back down the hall to the computer and then logged on.
"Ok, you should be getting an e-mail on the Patriots any second."
"Thanks Otacon."
Snake went to hotmail, typed in his screen name and password and logged on.
To: SSDave200Dogtags@philanthropy.net
From: Otakuluver8924@philanthropy.net
Subject: Newcomers
Alright Snake, here it is.
Shadow- Real Name Unknown
Age: Unknown
Weight: About 170 lbs.
Height: 6 ft. 1 in.
Race: Unknown
Most things about him are unknown, except that he has developed stealth camoflauge capable of making a person completely invisible. This camoflauge emits radiation and will kill the person using it in hours, but for some reason Shadow is resistant. He is an expert at man-to-man combat and an expert gun-handler.
Hypnos- Michael Evans
Age: 30
Weight: 203 lbs.
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Race: African
Born in the Serengeti. A man capable of making people fall asleep with his stare. He is very strong and trained in unarmed combat. A master magician and hypnotist.
Fenris- Jonathan Cordellin
Age: 24
Weight: 147 lbs.
Height: 6 ft. 8 in.
Race: Presumably from Norway
Strong believer in Norse mythology. Builder of the Loki (hence the name, Loki was the Norse God of bad bargains and madness), but didn't originally intend it to host the new Metal Gear. Expert in man-to-man combat. Can become a "super-wolf" with enhanced senses and strength. While in wolf state, is immortal (hence the name Fenris. Fenris was an immortal wolf in Norse mythology).
Chammy- Ann Alvilado
Age: 29
Weight: Varying
Height: Varying
Race: Varying
Very little is known of her. Born in Australia. A shapeshifter (Can change appearance to suit her). Trained in Weapons and hand-to-hand combat.
Blink- Diana Lewis
Age: 23
Weight: 130 lb.
Height: 6 ft.
Race: American
Diana Lewis is an ex-Navy Seal trained in all aspects of combat. Speed, endurance, stamina, and fighting ability all above average human. Newest member of Newcomers, Diana can "blink" (a form of teleporting) in and out of existence, appearing one moment in Cairo, then the next moment in Tokyo. Though she is a strong member, she is still "green", and has never had any actual battle experience, other than that given to her at boot camp.
Mr. Him- Mr. Him
Age: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Race: Unknown
Rumored to be an alien from another universe, Mr. Him is the benefactor of the Newcomers, providing money for secret projects. Mr. Him can levitate indefinitely, and never touches the ground. Every person he has ever touched died suddenly from a heart-attack. People have tried to kill him many times, but he always survives.
There ya go Snake.
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'Hmm… Interesting,' Snake said to himself. He started to stand up, when a knife blade pressed against his throat.
"Freeze!"
**
"Snake, do you read me?"
"Loud and clear, Otacon."
"Have you landed yet?"
"Yeah, I'm on the deck of the Loki's B section right now."
"Good. Hey, listen. I just met this guy; hey says his name is Thomas Jericho. Ring a bell?"
"Nope, what about 'em?"
"Well, he knows about Philanthropy, Shadow Moses, and even the Sons of Liberty! He found an optical disk that had recorded all of the events that took place at the Big Shell."
"Hmmm… Where is he?"
"Uh… On my couch."
"Kill him."
"Huh? No way, Snake!"
"Why not?"
"Well, that's the strange part. He looks EXACTLY like Olga, and, ummm… he has the ninja suit."
"Huh? Damn! They found me, talk to you later!"
**
Otacon stepped out of the bathroom only to find Jericho sitting at HIS computer desk, messing with HIS computer.
"Hey! Leave my computer alone!" he yelled, running up to the boy.
"Hold on just a sec. I think I found out how to fix the Suit."
Jericho stood up and walked over to the exoskeleton standing next to the coffee table. He then stuck out his hand and pressed it up against the forehead of the suit. Another strange flash of light shot from the ninja, along with a few clicking noises, and moments later, Otacon gawked at the thing. Jericho had disappeared!
Suddenly, the suit sprung to life.
"Aaaahhh! Get away!" screamed Otacon.
"Don't worry, it's just me, Jericho," the suit said in a scratchy mechanical tone.
"Huh? You mean, you're in the suit?"
"Duh. Now I can go to the Loki!"
"Wait a second, you need some training or something first."
"Yeah, I see this VR Training Mode thing on the screen," replied Thomas.
He was looking at a world of green lines. Otacon's face was greenish and pixilated. Blaring in front of Otacon's face was VR Training, Ninja: Level 1. Thomas blinked at it and suddenly, instead of Otacon's small apartment there was a padded room in front of him. Running across the walls were words.
NINJA LEVEL ONE
DESTROY ALL THE TARGETS WITHIN THE TIME PERIOD.
"Wow," was all Jericho could say.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Raiden surfaced on the diving deck of Loki's A section, took out a couple of guards, and crouched to the floor.
**
"Otacon, are you there."
"Yeah, I'm here."
Otacon seemed annoyed and preoccupied.
"What's going on on your end?" asked a curious Raiden.
"Nothing Jack, just go to the rendezvous point and meet up with Snake. Contact me when you get there."
"Kay."
**
Raiden stood up, took out his M9, and walked through the door to the next room.
He must have been in a warehouse of some sort, because there were crates and trucks and all kinds of things set up all over the place. There was a stairway in the northwest corner of the building, a crane on the eastern side, and on the south was a boat dock with a large door leading to the world outside. He ran over to the stairway, and was about to run up the stairs, when he felt the ground beneath him begin to rumble.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Snake stepped out of the locker, and logged into the computer in the southeastern side of the room.
'Let's see what kind of goodies we can find here.'
Suddenly, the floor started shaking.
'What the hell is that?'
He stood up and ran down the hall to the deck. He tightened his bandana, unholstered his Socom, stepped outside and immediately shot a nearby guard through the heart. He looked around to see that no one noticed the silenced bullet, because all the guards were gathered around where the freight elevator should be.
Snake climbed the lookout tower, turned on his stealth gear, and leaned over the edge to see six strange looking people standing on the elevator. All of the guards were pointing their guns at the six.
"Good morning to you all," said one of the six, obviously the ring-leader. "I am Shadow, leader of the Newcomers." He was tall, with short black hair and a black goatee. He was wearing a muscle-shirt that showed his muscled body. His skin was very pale, and his eyes were as black as death.
The man pulled out a Famas and shot a bullet through the head of one of the guards.
"Why did you shoot him?" asked a young woman, also a member of the six. She was beautiful, with long red hair and pale skin.
"He was about to pull the trigger, Diana, so step back."
The woman shrugged, and took a step backwards.
Suddenly, all of the guards surrounding them fell to the ground.
"Nice work, Hypnos," said the man known as Shadow to a black bald man with no shirt and jet black pants. He was muscled, too, and he had red war paint covering his upper body with intricate designs.
'These guys must mean business,' Snake said to himself, before reaching up to his ear.
**
"Otacon, are you there?"
"Yeah Snake, what do you need?"
"Do you know anything about a group calling themselves the Newcomers?"
"Hold on just a sec… Okay, I just found a site about the Newcomers on the Net. They are a group of radical terrorists who claim to be the Patriots reincarnated. They are led by a man calling himself Shadow. Go to the nearest computer."
"Okay"
Snake ran back down the hall to the computer and then logged on.
"Ok, you should be getting an e-mail on the Patriots any second."
"Thanks Otacon."
Snake went to hotmail, typed in his screen name and password and logged on.
To: SSDave200Dogtags@philanthropy.net
From: Otakuluver8924@philanthropy.net
Subject: Newcomers
Alright Snake, here it is.
Shadow- Real Name Unknown
Age: Unknown
Weight: About 170 lbs.
Height: 6 ft. 1 in.
Race: Unknown
Most things about him are unknown, except that he has developed stealth camoflauge capable of making a person completely invisible. This camoflauge emits radiation and will kill the person using it in hours, but for some reason Shadow is resistant. He is an expert at man-to-man combat and an expert gun-handler.
Hypnos- Michael Evans
Age: 30
Weight: 203 lbs.
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Race: African
Born in the Serengeti. A man capable of making people fall asleep with his stare. He is very strong and trained in unarmed combat. A master magician and hypnotist.
Fenris- Jonathan Cordellin
Age: 24
Weight: 147 lbs.
Height: 6 ft. 8 in.
Race: Presumably from Norway
Strong believer in Norse mythology. Builder of the Loki (hence the name, Loki was the Norse God of bad bargains and madness), but didn't originally intend it to host the new Metal Gear. Expert in man-to-man combat. Can become a "super-wolf" with enhanced senses and strength. While in wolf state, is immortal (hence the name Fenris. Fenris was an immortal wolf in Norse mythology).
Chammy- Ann Alvilado
Age: 29
Weight: Varying
Height: Varying
Race: Varying
Very little is known of her. Born in Australia. A shapeshifter (Can change appearance to suit her). Trained in Weapons and hand-to-hand combat.
Blink- Diana Lewis
Age: 23
Weight: 130 lb.
Height: 6 ft.
Race: American
Diana Lewis is an ex-Navy Seal trained in all aspects of combat. Speed, endurance, stamina, and fighting ability all above average human. Newest member of Newcomers, Diana can "blink" (a form of teleporting) in and out of existence, appearing one moment in Cairo, then the next moment in Tokyo. Though she is a strong member, she is still "green", and has never had any actual battle experience, other than that given to her at boot camp.
Mr. Him- Mr. Him
Age: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Race: Unknown
Rumored to be an alien from another universe, Mr. Him is the benefactor of the Newcomers, providing money for secret projects. Mr. Him can levitate indefinitely, and never touches the ground. Every person he has ever touched died suddenly from a heart-attack. People have tried to kill him many times, but he always survives.
There ya go Snake.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Hmm… Interesting,' Snake said to himself. He started to stand up, when a knife blade pressed against his throat.
"Freeze!"