Metal Gear Solid: Shadow Agenda
Chapter 23: The Patriots Plan
Easter Island, 10:00 A.M.
When Snake finally came to, he could see that he was now strapped to Ocelots favirote machine. He turned to see Lotus strapped onto a table to the left of him.
"Lotus.", Snake said under his breath.
It wasn't quiet enough, because Mr. White had caught it.
"Ah, your finally awake, Snake. Good, then we can begin."
"What are you going to do to me, torture me again, Ocelot."
Ocelot turned around from a control panel he had been tinkering with.
"Not yet. There are much more important things that must be taken care of first before I have my fun."
Mr. White picked up a needle from a small tray and stuck it in Snakes forearm. He then took some blood and took the needle out.
"Do I at least get a band-aid.", Snake said sarcastically.
Ocelot laughed slightly.
"I'm certainly going to miss that Snake charm. It's to bad we have to kill you soon. You were my greatest enemy."
"So thats it huh? Take my blood and then kill me. You got some strange fetishes, Ocelot."
"Oh, the blood isn't for me, it's for the Patriots."
"When you bring them back from the dead?"
"Oh, I see you know quite a bit then."
"Yeah, I know a lot. You want to take over the world, basically, right."
Ocelot began to laugh. Everyone stared at him.
"Take over the world, Snake? No. Not take over the world, change it. Create a new world."
"What?!", Snake said in surprise.
"Snake, America has been heading in a downward spiral ever since it's birth. Wars, technology, and even the attitudes of people have been sending America to hell. Unfortunately, if America goes, the rest of the world goes. 80% of the entire planets economy depends on the United States survival. This, among other things, is why survival is becoming a harder thing everyday. I plan to change that though."
"Hmm...So your just plain crazy then."
"You don't understand Snake, this isn't my plan. this plan belongs to the Patriots.
"You see, when America began to become colonized, a secret organization was created..."
"Let me guess, the Patriots."
"They were created to preserve thte well being of the entire colonial nation. However, there was fear that the colonists would not accept the Patriots as their protectors, since they had left to avoid being ruled by a single government. So, the Patriots became a secret. As time went on though, and the nation got bigger, things changed. The people needed a ruling body, so the Patriots created a democracy to eleviate people's need for control.
"They created an entire government. The president, the supreme court, and even congress was created by the Patriots. They elected people through a chain of levels. The Patriots selected representatives, who in turn selected representatives. This went all the way down to the voters, who thought they were putting in the president, but really had no control what so ever.
"As time went on, and they became older, they had to elect new Patriots to take over. They elected those closest to them. However, they had gone from twenty Patriots to sixteen. This became a problem for the third group of Patriots as people they thought they could trust became scarce. However, one day, Michael Tuskin, a second generation Patriot, was in russia on business when he found my great-grandfather, abandoned in a cabin in the motherland. Michael took him in. He did took him to America, until he grew up.
"Sensing the danger that was coming, the Patriots need to find someone they could trust to help keep them going. They then called on my great-grandfather to become one of the Patriots."
"So, you are actually the great-grandson of a Patriot."
"Your just too smart Snake. Yes, and my family has carried on their name and history for nearly 150 years."
"Thanks for the history lesson, but tell me this. How do you plan on reviving the Patriots? There's no way you can have their genetic data. They died before computers were even invented."
"As far as you know, computers never existed, but for the Patriots, they did. The Patriots had technology people could only dream of when they were alive. They put 75% percent of their funds into research and developement of new technology. When the first computer was born, the Patriots were already learning how to clone. It was necessary to accomplish this in order for them to survive in the future. Once they were able to achieve genetics, though, there was no need to really go any further. future generations would research the technology themselves and create it for the Patriots."
"So, all those conspiracy theorists were right. The government had the technology all along."
"Yes. And now, the final pieces will be placed together. Your blood will help us to ensure that."
"How is that?"
"With just the small amount of blood, we can create an army of clones. Clones of you Snake. We have already achieved this with members of Fox-Hound and your brother Liquid."
"What?! You've already cloned them?"
"Yes. In fact, you've met them, already."
"You mean..."
"Yes, Maester was a clone of Psycho Mantis, Korvex was a clone of Sniper Wolf, and Mr. White is, in fact, a clone of your own brother, Liquid."
"Then, that's the Shadow Agenda, a cloning project."
"Ah, the Shadow Agenda. The dream of the Patriots. Your fathers dream as well. Only, both the Patriots and your father had no idea what we would be capable of today. Their dream was not just to change the world, but to become god. They wanted to wipe out the humanity that existed and create a new humanity. However, their own mortality was their downfall. The Patriots trust was just enough to get above them. they belived I would recreate them just as if they had never died. They were wrong.
"I plan on becoming the god they wanted to be. Your father was a stupid man to try and stop me. He too wanted to become god. He was crushed though, by me. Everything that has happened since Outer Heaven has been preordained by me. And now, with everything inplace, I will finally take my place as the ruiling father of this entire planet. Through the Patriot clones, I will be able to control this entire planet, influencing whoever I wish."
Snake looked down. For a brief moment, he was worried that Revolver might succeed.
"Now, let's have a little fun, shall we Snake. A little something before my inauguration."
Snake began to sweat. He knew what was coming, and he knew he wasn't going to like it.
Chapter 23: The Patriots Plan
Easter Island, 10:00 A.M.
When Snake finally came to, he could see that he was now strapped to Ocelots favirote machine. He turned to see Lotus strapped onto a table to the left of him.
"Lotus.", Snake said under his breath.
It wasn't quiet enough, because Mr. White had caught it.
"Ah, your finally awake, Snake. Good, then we can begin."
"What are you going to do to me, torture me again, Ocelot."
Ocelot turned around from a control panel he had been tinkering with.
"Not yet. There are much more important things that must be taken care of first before I have my fun."
Mr. White picked up a needle from a small tray and stuck it in Snakes forearm. He then took some blood and took the needle out.
"Do I at least get a band-aid.", Snake said sarcastically.
Ocelot laughed slightly.
"I'm certainly going to miss that Snake charm. It's to bad we have to kill you soon. You were my greatest enemy."
"So thats it huh? Take my blood and then kill me. You got some strange fetishes, Ocelot."
"Oh, the blood isn't for me, it's for the Patriots."
"When you bring them back from the dead?"
"Oh, I see you know quite a bit then."
"Yeah, I know a lot. You want to take over the world, basically, right."
Ocelot began to laugh. Everyone stared at him.
"Take over the world, Snake? No. Not take over the world, change it. Create a new world."
"What?!", Snake said in surprise.
"Snake, America has been heading in a downward spiral ever since it's birth. Wars, technology, and even the attitudes of people have been sending America to hell. Unfortunately, if America goes, the rest of the world goes. 80% of the entire planets economy depends on the United States survival. This, among other things, is why survival is becoming a harder thing everyday. I plan to change that though."
"Hmm...So your just plain crazy then."
"You don't understand Snake, this isn't my plan. this plan belongs to the Patriots.
"You see, when America began to become colonized, a secret organization was created..."
"Let me guess, the Patriots."
"They were created to preserve thte well being of the entire colonial nation. However, there was fear that the colonists would not accept the Patriots as their protectors, since they had left to avoid being ruled by a single government. So, the Patriots became a secret. As time went on though, and the nation got bigger, things changed. The people needed a ruling body, so the Patriots created a democracy to eleviate people's need for control.
"They created an entire government. The president, the supreme court, and even congress was created by the Patriots. They elected people through a chain of levels. The Patriots selected representatives, who in turn selected representatives. This went all the way down to the voters, who thought they were putting in the president, but really had no control what so ever.
"As time went on, and they became older, they had to elect new Patriots to take over. They elected those closest to them. However, they had gone from twenty Patriots to sixteen. This became a problem for the third group of Patriots as people they thought they could trust became scarce. However, one day, Michael Tuskin, a second generation Patriot, was in russia on business when he found my great-grandfather, abandoned in a cabin in the motherland. Michael took him in. He did took him to America, until he grew up.
"Sensing the danger that was coming, the Patriots need to find someone they could trust to help keep them going. They then called on my great-grandfather to become one of the Patriots."
"So, you are actually the great-grandson of a Patriot."
"Your just too smart Snake. Yes, and my family has carried on their name and history for nearly 150 years."
"Thanks for the history lesson, but tell me this. How do you plan on reviving the Patriots? There's no way you can have their genetic data. They died before computers were even invented."
"As far as you know, computers never existed, but for the Patriots, they did. The Patriots had technology people could only dream of when they were alive. They put 75% percent of their funds into research and developement of new technology. When the first computer was born, the Patriots were already learning how to clone. It was necessary to accomplish this in order for them to survive in the future. Once they were able to achieve genetics, though, there was no need to really go any further. future generations would research the technology themselves and create it for the Patriots."
"So, all those conspiracy theorists were right. The government had the technology all along."
"Yes. And now, the final pieces will be placed together. Your blood will help us to ensure that."
"How is that?"
"With just the small amount of blood, we can create an army of clones. Clones of you Snake. We have already achieved this with members of Fox-Hound and your brother Liquid."
"What?! You've already cloned them?"
"Yes. In fact, you've met them, already."
"You mean..."
"Yes, Maester was a clone of Psycho Mantis, Korvex was a clone of Sniper Wolf, and Mr. White is, in fact, a clone of your own brother, Liquid."
"Then, that's the Shadow Agenda, a cloning project."
"Ah, the Shadow Agenda. The dream of the Patriots. Your fathers dream as well. Only, both the Patriots and your father had no idea what we would be capable of today. Their dream was not just to change the world, but to become god. They wanted to wipe out the humanity that existed and create a new humanity. However, their own mortality was their downfall. The Patriots trust was just enough to get above them. they belived I would recreate them just as if they had never died. They were wrong.
"I plan on becoming the god they wanted to be. Your father was a stupid man to try and stop me. He too wanted to become god. He was crushed though, by me. Everything that has happened since Outer Heaven has been preordained by me. And now, with everything inplace, I will finally take my place as the ruiling father of this entire planet. Through the Patriot clones, I will be able to control this entire planet, influencing whoever I wish."
Snake looked down. For a brief moment, he was worried that Revolver might succeed.
"Now, let's have a little fun, shall we Snake. A little something before my inauguration."
Snake began to sweat. He knew what was coming, and he knew he wasn't going to like it.