Chapter 2: A New Mission
BOOM!
"Whoa, Snake; watch where you're shooting that thing. You could put an eye out, or worse." Solid Snake ran his fingers through his brown hair, shrugging. "Otacon, why don't you just watch where you're walking huh?" Otacon seemed taken aback, "Excuse me, Snake? I was only kidding. A little edgy today?" Snake growled, and turned back around, firing his .45 SOCOM at a target about 10 yards away.
Snake thought to himself. "I have been edgy lately..Maybe I should sit back and relax for a bit." Snake sat down his SOCOM and walked outside, taking a deep breathe of mountain air. He looked up at the tall mountain in front of him it made him think about the larger things in life, made him think that he wasn't the perfect warrior everyone thought he was. He hadn't thought that way ever before. His mind started to wander, then he heard the radio sitting on the front porch of his home.
"At 6:32 last night, the military tanker, the S.S. Edison has sunk, the cause unknown. Large explosions were heard, and calls of distress were received from the ship about 10 minutes before it sank."
Otacon came running out onto the porch, "SNAKE, SNAKE!" I just got word from Philanthropy, they've got a job for us."
"Hello, are you alive?" I felt a slap on my face, then to palms pushing into my chest. Just then, I felt like puking. And I did. When I finally came to, I was in a warm home a woman standing in front of me.
"Are you O.K.?"
"I've had better days."
She said she found washed up on the shore. But how could that be? We were more than fifty miles off shore. I felt sick again, I fell backwards, and went back into a deep sleep.
BOOM!
"Whoa, Snake; watch where you're shooting that thing. You could put an eye out, or worse." Solid Snake ran his fingers through his brown hair, shrugging. "Otacon, why don't you just watch where you're walking huh?" Otacon seemed taken aback, "Excuse me, Snake? I was only kidding. A little edgy today?" Snake growled, and turned back around, firing his .45 SOCOM at a target about 10 yards away.
Snake thought to himself. "I have been edgy lately..Maybe I should sit back and relax for a bit." Snake sat down his SOCOM and walked outside, taking a deep breathe of mountain air. He looked up at the tall mountain in front of him it made him think about the larger things in life, made him think that he wasn't the perfect warrior everyone thought he was. He hadn't thought that way ever before. His mind started to wander, then he heard the radio sitting on the front porch of his home.
"At 6:32 last night, the military tanker, the S.S. Edison has sunk, the cause unknown. Large explosions were heard, and calls of distress were received from the ship about 10 minutes before it sank."
Otacon came running out onto the porch, "SNAKE, SNAKE!" I just got word from Philanthropy, they've got a job for us."
"Hello, are you alive?" I felt a slap on my face, then to palms pushing into my chest. Just then, I felt like puking. And I did. When I finally came to, I was in a warm home a woman standing in front of me.
"Are you O.K.?"
"I've had better days."
She said she found washed up on the shore. But how could that be? We were more than fifty miles off shore. I felt sick again, I fell backwards, and went back into a deep sleep.