Metal gear Solid: Shadow Agenda
Chapter 10: Rude Awakening
As Snake came too, a blurry haze covering his eyes, he could hear a familiar voice. It wasn't what he wanted to hear, but at least it was familiar. Snake gave abit of a cough as he tried to pull his head up. He felt groggy, almost sick. He could then hear the familiar voice laughing. Snake tried to speak amongst his quesiness.
"You always did make me sick, Ocelot?", Snake said as sarcastically as he could.
"Hahaha.", Ocelot laughed."You, as well as your friend were shot with a toxic dart, Snake. You should be feeling ill for sometime. It will give us time though."
"Time?", Snake said wearily.
"Yes, time Snake. That is all we need right now. Time...and you. You don't know how important your role is yet, but soon, very soon. Everything will be in place."
Snakes vision was coming together now and he could see several men around him. Mr. White was there and so was Burnham. Snake began to wonder how this had happened. In the midst of everything, Snake had forgotten that he had been wearing an optical camo suit.
"Tell me something, how'd your sniper see through my camo?"
"Simple.", Mr. White answered."It is Korvexes speciality: Sight. Besides your camo isn't that hard to see through. It's only an optical illusion. When you've been trained to spot those sort of things, you can pick up on older models really easily. I would have thought that you would have had the newer models of camo, considering what your job is."
"We're a little behind on cash this year. Maybe we'll be up to date next year."
"Hahaha. You have quite the sense of humor, Snake. I wish we had met sooner. Unfortunately, our relationship won't go much farther than cat and mouse. There is an agenda for you, but for now we have to wait for your blood to clear up. It's still toxic."
Mr. White ordered two men to unhook snake from the table he was on and drag him to a holding cell. They did as they were told, gun's poking him the whole way there.
They finally came to the cell. Just as he got thrown in the cell, Ocelot came to the door.
"You just rest now Snake. I'm gonna need your strength soon. I promise you though...", Ocelot said holding up the arm that once had Liquids hand attached to it, which was now replaced with a robotic arm.
"This will not go unjustified. You will suffer for the trouble you have caused me."
Ocelot then walked away. Snake fell to the ground, still sick from the toxicity of the dart. He tried to contact Otacon, but there was no luck. Snake must have been to far underground.
"Damn.", he thought to himself."How am I gonna get myself out of this one?"
Chapter 10: Rude Awakening
As Snake came too, a blurry haze covering his eyes, he could hear a familiar voice. It wasn't what he wanted to hear, but at least it was familiar. Snake gave abit of a cough as he tried to pull his head up. He felt groggy, almost sick. He could then hear the familiar voice laughing. Snake tried to speak amongst his quesiness.
"You always did make me sick, Ocelot?", Snake said as sarcastically as he could.
"Hahaha.", Ocelot laughed."You, as well as your friend were shot with a toxic dart, Snake. You should be feeling ill for sometime. It will give us time though."
"Time?", Snake said wearily.
"Yes, time Snake. That is all we need right now. Time...and you. You don't know how important your role is yet, but soon, very soon. Everything will be in place."
Snakes vision was coming together now and he could see several men around him. Mr. White was there and so was Burnham. Snake began to wonder how this had happened. In the midst of everything, Snake had forgotten that he had been wearing an optical camo suit.
"Tell me something, how'd your sniper see through my camo?"
"Simple.", Mr. White answered."It is Korvexes speciality: Sight. Besides your camo isn't that hard to see through. It's only an optical illusion. When you've been trained to spot those sort of things, you can pick up on older models really easily. I would have thought that you would have had the newer models of camo, considering what your job is."
"We're a little behind on cash this year. Maybe we'll be up to date next year."
"Hahaha. You have quite the sense of humor, Snake. I wish we had met sooner. Unfortunately, our relationship won't go much farther than cat and mouse. There is an agenda for you, but for now we have to wait for your blood to clear up. It's still toxic."
Mr. White ordered two men to unhook snake from the table he was on and drag him to a holding cell. They did as they were told, gun's poking him the whole way there.
They finally came to the cell. Just as he got thrown in the cell, Ocelot came to the door.
"You just rest now Snake. I'm gonna need your strength soon. I promise you though...", Ocelot said holding up the arm that once had Liquids hand attached to it, which was now replaced with a robotic arm.
"This will not go unjustified. You will suffer for the trouble you have caused me."
Ocelot then walked away. Snake fell to the ground, still sick from the toxicity of the dart. He tried to contact Otacon, but there was no luck. Snake must have been to far underground.
"Damn.", he thought to himself."How am I gonna get myself out of this one?"