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- Metal Gear Solid: Capital Punishment
- Chapter Five: Silence
- By: NeoNecron
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The rain was coming down harder than before, shooting down almost like bullets, and the current of wind became stronger, not to mention it was freezing out. The rain had fallen onto Snake, leaving a puddle of both blood and water. Otacon stood at the edge of the building, looking at the bare city. It seemed almost eerie to Otacon, for there was no traffic out on the roads, no people wandering the streets, and all electricity seemingly to have been cut off. A kind of silence that was both scary yet soothing filled the city…The quietness had calmed down Otacon though, 'cause for once there was peace. But he hadn't known for how long.
"So, what now?" Otacon asked, still gazing out in the vacant city.
Raiden glanced at Otacon, "We head off to Fox-Hound."
Otacon adjusted his glasses accordingly, "Fox-Hound? But aren't they disbanded?"
"No time for questions," Raiden nodded, "we need to head out before they could send out more troops."
Otacon stared at Raiden momentarily. He knew immediately something was wrong when Raiden had dropped the subject, but Otacon decided it's best to leave it where it ended. He walked past Snake's bloody body. "Are we going to just leave him here?"
"It's best if we do. It'll slow us down if we decide to take him with us. Plus, what use could he be?"
Raiden made his way off the rooftop toward the 1st floor, Otacon not far behind. The trip was strenuous down to the first floor. Otacon was exhausted from the action that had taken place, and the elevators had been shut down. When they finally made it down to the bottom floor, they rested.
"What time is it anyways?" Otacon asked, staring at the broken clock that hung on the wall.
"Time has no meaning in New Manhattan. The Antagonist control both time and weather here so they make changes based on their desire. They could make it as bright as day and as dark as night. They control it all."
"So basically, this day will never end…"
Raiden nodded stepping outside looking about. "We still got some time to escape though, it seems no one has shown up yet."
Otacon stood up and followed Raiden as they both walked out into the deserted sidewalk, staring down the endless view of the roads.
"We need to head south toward HQ. It's miles from here but I'll contact someone for a ride."
"Where is the Fox-Hound HQ exactly?" Otacon questioned, wiping the rain off his glasses.
"Just outside the boundary of New Manhattan, outside of the Antagonist's perimeter. Their powers are useless there."
"Powers? What powers are you talking about?"
"They'll be coming soon. I'll explain it all later."
Raiden placed his fingers just below his neck, making a Codec connection. After a few minutes, he turned to Otacon. "Our ride should be coming soon."
It comfort Otacon a bit to find out this will be over soon, or at least this part of it. Otacon nodded walking toward a bench then sitting down. He looked about, hoping the ride would come soon. He was soaking wet and freezing cold. Raiden just stood, keeping an eye out incase any of the Antagonists men had came. He took his HB out and walked toward Otacon, sitting by him.
Otacon hadn't bothered making conversation. All he wanted was his questioned answered, but he knew if he brought one up, it wouldn't be answered. Not yet anyhow. He turned his head toward the south roads. No sight of any kind of transportation. He then faced the ground. There was silence once again. As of late, Otacon had grown to fear silence…
Raiden turned to Otacon, feeling sorrow for him. A strong gust of wind blew by as the rain had shifted directions westward then stopped raining with a sudden halt, not as they usually do. Otacon then turned his head upward, looking into the sky. The clouds began to turn from a dull, faded gray, to a bright glowing whiteness. The clouds then began parting, moving aside for the sun to shine through, and the rays reaching to the building tops. The puddles of water had seemed to dry up instantly, Otacon feeling no longer wet or cold. It was beginning to warm up…
"Doesn't it take awhile before rain settles down…? What happened…?" Otacon questioned standing up, noticing he couldn't find a single wet spot in the city. His coat was all dried up, not a single drip of water stained it. He then looked back into the sky, the sun shining brightly, not a single cloud insight.
"Remember what I said about how the Antagonists control it all?"
"This is their doing I suppose…"
Raiden looked up at Otacon concerned, "They have planned something…"
A few minutes then after, Otacon spotted a car coming down in their direction. Soon a black Mustang pulled up in front of Otacon and Raiden. The window rolled down, a man in a nicely cut black-suit. "Called for a ride?" he spoke with a raspy voice.
Turning to Otacon, Raiden spoke. "See? We're home free. Let's hurry," Raiden ordered Otacon into the vehicle, entering the passenger seat. Otacon looked up in the sky, noticing the heat was getting to him. He stepped into car as it sped off into the distance. Even though he was home free, Otacon had the impression this wouldn't be over so easily, as Raiden had tried to make Otacon believe. If they control New Manhattan, they would be blocking the exits… Wouldn't they? He kept thinking to himself.
They kept driving for a couple of minutes when out of the corner of Otacon's eye; he spotted something far off in the distance. Facing side-ways, he turned upfront and moved up for a closer view. Raiden turned to Otacon, "What is it?"
Otacon squinted, trying to make out a figure on a rooftop, he pointed. "There's something over there. I can't see what it is. It's to far, but I… I think there's a person up there!"
As Raiden turned to see what Otacon was commenting on, a red light emitted from the person that stood upon the building. Raiden widened his eyes and turned toward the driver, watching a bullet pierce through the skull of the man, the car swerving off course. Otacon was thrown side to side as the driver fell limp, his head falling slowly toward the dashboard, the blood splattering across it. The car began to turn sharply as Raiden, moving the driver aside, grabbed the steering wheel and tried to keep it steady.
Without anyone at the pedals, the car began slowing down, going about 20mph as of now. Steering was becoming easier but this meant that they'd be left open, vulnerable to the unidentified shooter. Raiden turned the car so the right side of the Mustang was facing the gunman. Raiden stepped out, his sword in hand in attack mode. He made sure that no bullets could penetrate him while he made his way toward the other side.
Otacon stepped of the car through the left when the car came to a halt, ducking behind it. Raiden jumped up into the air, and landed just beside Otacon. "Shit, the sniper's got us. We need a distraction." Raiden spoke, raising his sword up, angling it just right so he could see the sniper from where he sat. Looking at the reflection from the blade, he could see that there was no red light, Raiden beginning to think… But at that one moment, time ran out.
"Give him up, or you die now," a man said, except there was no man speaking.
Raiden gazed around, looking back into the reflection of his blade. The Sniper still stood there, but it couldn't have been him for the voice had been as if the man stood above him. Then he caught something out of the corner of his eyes.
"Raiden…?" Otacon spoke unexpectedly. Looking off into the distance, he saw 10 men in blue/black suits marching their way toward them. He turned into another section of the city, 10 more men… Other than the faces, they looked exactly identical, each with an M4 strapped on to them in their hands. They had their aim on Raiden, who just stared at his blade, the sniper now off the roof. Raiden knew that there was no escape… They were trapped, for the Antagonist sent more then enough men to stop Raiden. The men covered any and all exits; even some appeared in front of the doorways of some apartment buildings that surrounded Otacon and Raiden.
In those few moments, there was Otacon's worse enemy, silence. Off in the distance, he could hear the footsteps growing louder. He plopped his head on the car, looking up in the empty sky. Raiden dropped his blade.
"No use Otacon… They got us…"
They sat there behind the car, awaiting their fate… The men came up to them, grabbing Otacon by his collar and tossing him into the hands of the others. A few minutes shortly after, 4 cars drove up, colored solid black. A man stepped out of the lead car, wearing a solid black suit with a gold colored tie, M4 in hand, and loading up some ammo. He then made his way to Raiden, an M4 being pointing toward Raiden's head. Otacon turned toward the man that just stepped out, a familiar face in view… It was Will, leader of the Antagonists…
"Jack… You play in our world, you better play by our rules or else you're going to suffer the consequences."
"He will come and stop you. The Patriots won't make their rise. HE WILL COME!!" the end of the M4 then had suddenly struck Raiden in the face, him falling to the ground. "He will… It's not over."
Will took out a large blade that he held inside of his coat. The blade was stained with blood, the crimson color faded. It was obvious he used it more than once. He held it up to Raiden's neck, "It's over, GW will be up in a few hours and you can't do shit to stop me."
Before he knew it, Raiden was out cold, "Put the body in the car, we'll lock him up for the time being."
Otacon and Raiden was thrown into the same car, side-by-side, Will in the same car. Otacon had his wrists and ankles tied up so he couldn't possibly escape, even though he was too tired to do anything. Otacon looked at Raiden's bruised face. It was black all over his left face, Otacon looking away. It was a gruesome sight.
The rest of the men stepped into the cars behind the one they were thrown in. Three men entered the car with Will and sat in front of Otacon and Raiden, guns pointing at them. Otacon turned to them, shaking his head away…
Will opened his mouth, about to speak, but shook his head and turned to his phone that was beside of him and dialed. "I've got them, get the cells ready. We'll be there in a few." He hung up then turned toward the window. Otacon did the same… The cars started up, one at a time, starting from the front. Otacon sighed as he watched the view outside the window as the car slowly began to move. Nothing could've been worse for Otacon now but during the entire trip there, in the car, was Otacon's worst enemy… Silence…