5:05 pm, Koryakskaya Volcano, Siberia
The hangar doors opened, their outside layer of snow slid off and rumbled
down the mountain-side, and flakes fell into the building. The passage outside the hangar doors
where made for smaller vehicles than a metal gear ray, but it managed its way through, regardless.
This particular model, X-K90p, had limited stealth capacitys. It could pass between the mountains
stealthfully to the easter edge of the Kamchatka penisula without being seen. The X-K90p, had
special climbing abilities in its hooked claws which could be used to climb mountains and cliffs.
When it reach the water, the pilot, Kalamsini Hasthakova, utilised the Rays Repulsorlift Boosters,
which increases its jump substantially, and leapt into the Berring Sea. Travelling at 300 knots near
around halfway between the seabed and the top, the Ray travelled up the Berring Strait, as far away
from the Aluetian Islands as it could get. Once it was in the Arctic circle, Kalamsini turned North-
East, above Canada. The water became covered in Ice, now. He was in the North Pole.
Kalamsini was completely safe in the Ray, which was pressurised and heated, but it was time
to go up to surface. The "head" of the ray unfolded in each direction, revealing its Laser weapon,
which focussed extreme heat into a focused laser beam at one point. The resulting beam could easily
melt through the ice in a square big enough for the Ray to emerge.
And when it did, Kalamsini took a moment to admire the beautiful site of endless White fields
and Glaciers littering the skyline. The Ray continued on.
"This is not good, not good at all" said 506, pacing around his desk.
Sosiaca glad that 506 hadn't blamed him, yet.
"I've sent out Hasthakova to retrieve the core from the north pole. If we can't get this Byte
back, we may have to do the mission within the 78 hours before jamming goes offline.
"Sir, are you sure its a good idea bringing the core from the North Pole so quickly?
Its been frozen for the best part of a month, it could be easily broken." said Sosiaca.
"Kalamsini is a good pilot, he will see no harm is done to it" said 506.
"But Sir, the electronics are very precise, it will-"
506 raised a hand, and Sosiaca fell silent.
The core was an electronic device crucial to the operation. It was stored in an safe
hidden beneath the Ice in the North Pole. The safe was around the size of the base on
the Koyakskaya volcano, it consisted of the safe itself, and rooms for the various technicians
and guards who maintained and protected the device. Although the safe was heated,
enough to save the people their from Frostbite and Hypothermia, it was impossible to
stop every single component from becoming frozen. The technicians cleaned and heated it
every day, but being carried back to Kamchatka would surely destroy it, in Sosiacas view.
It was stored in the north pole, so it would be safe if their operation was discovered.
It whereabouts was top secret to all but the highest ranking officers, and most did not
know of the core at all. If the operation was discovered, no one would know of the cores
location, and the operation could be resumed by different people at a later date.
"Byte...., Sir, have you hired a bounty hunter to capture Byte?" asked Sosiaca.
506 nodded.
"Eric Ownathan", he said, "He has quite a reputation."
"What is the bounty?" asked Sosiaca.
"500,000 US Dollars" said 506. Eric Ownathan was a good all rounder. He could shoot your
hat off with a sniper rifle from 5 miles away, or could bring in your guy alive and well.
The Latter paid more.
***
12:00pm, Houses of Parliament, Westminster, London.
"Position?"
"Outside rear entrance."
"Status?"
"Secure"
"Surrounding Buildings?"
"All secure, full thermal scan"
"Good. The Prime Minister will be out at 5 past. Full Alert"
Raiden lowered the radio, and hung it on his belt. It felt weird using radio,
he was used to codec. It was a strange assignment, this one. Raiden wasn't usually sent
to be a Bodyguard to a Prime Minister. But the PM was supposed to sign the Strategic
Defence treaty on Wednesday. It was Monday. Plenty of chances to get killed.
He took his Binoculars, and did a quick look at the surrounding buildings again.
He flipped on the Heat Vision, and didn't see a thing, except what looked like a mouse.
The buildings surrounding the Houses of Parliament had been cleared so that if any
people where inside, it would show, without workers and normal people getting in the way.
He looked at his watch. 12:05.
"Raiden, the Prime Minister is coming out know. Be ready."
"Copy that, Hira"
Hira was on the assignment with Raiden. He joined Fox Hound around the same time as
Raiden, but was 2 years younger, and didn't have as much experience. Raiden didn't mind him,
he was all right. He raised his Socom as the first bodyguard came out.
Eric Ownathan raised his Sniper Rifle, as he saw some activity near the entrance.
The damn Rifle weighed a tonne, and it cost over 7 grand. But it was worth it.
He liked his PSG-1. This was a good assignment, it paid well, but he had to pay
half of what he was getting on his equipment. He had a special ful body cold suit
which was invisible to heat vision, and they don't come cheap.
The Prime Minister came out of the building.
He lowered the Rifle on its tripod slightly, so the crosshair was firmly on the
Prime Ministers face. He pulled back on the trigger.
But as he did so, a mouse ran past his hand,
and ran across the rifle.
This knocked his aim off, an the bullet missed, hitting ne of the Prime Ministers
Bodyguards. "Damn" he said, and stood on the mouse. He quickly began packing.
Hira fell to the ground with an almighty thud. Blood was gushing from his stomach.
Raiden quickly raised his head, and put his hand on his wound.
Hira said something which was gurgled by blood, which came out of his mouth.
He was gone. "Livingstone, look after him", said Raiden, his eyes transfixed
on a window on the building opposite. He clenched his gun and ran towards
it.
Eric swing his bag onto his back, and walked towards the door.
He was on the top floor of the building. He would of gone to the roof,
but there didn't seem to be away. He had seen the blonde haired man run towards
the building, and the prime minister rushed inside before he could reload.
He ran towards the elevator, and pressed level 1.
The elevator slowly hummed to a halt, and the doors opened.
A gloved hand punched him in the face, and he fell the ground.
Raiden raised his Socom, and aimed it squarely at Erics face.
"Get Up!" he spat, "Who are you?".
"Me? I'm just a guy trying to make a living. I don't care if it involves
wasting some stupid politician."
Raiden grabbed the man by the Neck, and dragged him out of the elevator.
He took the mans handgun from his pocket, and dragged him out of the
hall, backwards, with a gun pointed to his face.
When Raiden turned around to open the door, Eric took out a flash
smoke grenade from his pocket, covered his eyes, and detonated.
A Blinding flash followed by thick smoke erupted, Eric crawled
off, taking his bag as we went, and leap out of an office window.
Raiden ran after him, but by the time the thick black smoke cleared, Eric was
gone. He ran out of the building.
"What the hell happened?" asked Sam Livingstone, looking at the
Black smoke.
"Sniper, 6', shoulder length blonde hair, short facial hair,
London accent. Run it through Records. Station is a couple
of streets away. Go!" he said.
Livingstone, ran off, got into his car, and drove off.
"Get Hira to the hospital. Hows he doing?"
A stupid question. "Hes still alive" said Grant Alan.
Raiden couldn't stop and be glad. "Get him to hospital.
There where 3 other agents, assigned to protect the Prime Minister in the group.
"Axe, Lighter and Ghost, search the surrounding area, I'm going to
get a copter" he said.
Fox Hound Agents all had codenames. Alan and Livingstone where already
assigned to protect the Prime Minister when Raiden arrived. He went off
the contact his Commanding Officer.
***
7:00pm, North Pole
Kalamsini leapt off the cockpit, and landed on the Ice ground. The Ice in the
North Pole was miles thick in places. As soon as he got out of the Ray, He could
fell the cold, but he was padded up. He checked his Radar tablet.
The Entrance to the Safe Base should be around 50 yards away.
He walked to where the his Notebook tablet said so, and looked at the ground.
He knelt down, and dug his fingers into the Ice, which was weak along a line.
He found his fingers in a fold, and pulled. A sheet of Ice was pulled back, and
what looked like a manhole cover was revealed.
It had a keypad on it. He clicked a file on his notebook tablet, and the numbers
"312219" came up. He entered them into the Keypad, and the cover came up on
4 robotic rams. It spun around and raised so a man could get it.
He climbe din, and found rectanglar grooves on the side of the circular
passage way downwards. He figured they acted as a ladder, and climbed down.
The passageway gradually lit up.
The passage way stopped abruptly. "What the?" he mumbled. He placed a hand
on the wall.
Suddenly, the circular wall around him rotated, and a slit appeared.
It got bigger and bigger, as the wall rotated and raised around him.
He walked out. He was on a platform in the middle of a huge room, filled,
perhaps with more people than the base. There where hundreds of tables
and scientists working on various instruments. He jumped forwards as the
tube formed behind him.
He walked down the steps of the grid platform. A man in a white
coat, under which he was well padded up, greeted him.
"Hello, you must be Kalamsini" he said in fair Russian, but it was obvious
he was of a different country. " I am Dr.Kama, I am the head scientist
on the Core Project. You are familiar with what we do?"
"You're making the key component in the project" he said.
"We did make it, but here we are simply maintaining it. All the devices
littered around the place are weapons. We are a weapons manufacturer,
but we work specifically with Tyranus. He is the boss of 506. 506 leads
the project from Kamchatka." said Kama.
They walked down to the work floor. "You are here the collect the core,
I bring you to it". he said, and brought Kalamsini through a metal door
at the end of the room.
***
12:25 pm, Greenwich, London.
Eric had got a black taxi to Greenwhich, the other side of the thames.
Greenwhich was famous because it was the centre of Time, Longitude 0,
and is where GMT came from. The Millenium Dome could be seen clearly.
It was spectacular, but was no longer an attractiona after the year 2000.
That was nearly 20 years ago. He offered the man a cigarette.
The man shook his head. Eric put one in his mouth and lit it.
He sighed and inhaled. "Them things'll kill you" the man said.
"So will hitting yourself on the head with a hammer" he said.
"..Yes. Do you know why I've come?" the man asked.
"Kinda obvious. Dead or Alive?" he asked.
"Alive"
"That'll cost you more." said Eric.
"I have sufficient funds" said the man.
"How much you got?"
"How much you want?"
Eric thought for a minute. Then took out his PDA.
This special server programme was where people went if they wanted somebody
captured. He needed criteria.
This man knew his stuff. He didn't know how much he had, so how much
to ask, and they're where currently no bounties because he didn't know
who to search for.
"400," he said.
"Done."
400,000?!?! Not bad.
"You can take care of all expenses yourself. I have put all information
and some pictures onto this datacard" the man said, handing Eric
a small black datacard.
"One more thing. The Bounty must be recieved with in 48 hours. 70
hours max. If he isn't, no money".
Eric thought for a minute. Usually he didn't take bounties with
a time limit, but for 400,000.
"Deal" he said.
The Man walked off.
He put the datacard into the slot on the PDA and looked a the man.
34, white male, brown hair, glasses. From L.A.
He eyed the picture. "Easy." he said.
The hangar doors opened, their outside layer of snow slid off and rumbled
down the mountain-side, and flakes fell into the building. The passage outside the hangar doors
where made for smaller vehicles than a metal gear ray, but it managed its way through, regardless.
This particular model, X-K90p, had limited stealth capacitys. It could pass between the mountains
stealthfully to the easter edge of the Kamchatka penisula without being seen. The X-K90p, had
special climbing abilities in its hooked claws which could be used to climb mountains and cliffs.
When it reach the water, the pilot, Kalamsini Hasthakova, utilised the Rays Repulsorlift Boosters,
which increases its jump substantially, and leapt into the Berring Sea. Travelling at 300 knots near
around halfway between the seabed and the top, the Ray travelled up the Berring Strait, as far away
from the Aluetian Islands as it could get. Once it was in the Arctic circle, Kalamsini turned North-
East, above Canada. The water became covered in Ice, now. He was in the North Pole.
Kalamsini was completely safe in the Ray, which was pressurised and heated, but it was time
to go up to surface. The "head" of the ray unfolded in each direction, revealing its Laser weapon,
which focussed extreme heat into a focused laser beam at one point. The resulting beam could easily
melt through the ice in a square big enough for the Ray to emerge.
And when it did, Kalamsini took a moment to admire the beautiful site of endless White fields
and Glaciers littering the skyline. The Ray continued on.
"This is not good, not good at all" said 506, pacing around his desk.
Sosiaca glad that 506 hadn't blamed him, yet.
"I've sent out Hasthakova to retrieve the core from the north pole. If we can't get this Byte
back, we may have to do the mission within the 78 hours before jamming goes offline.
"Sir, are you sure its a good idea bringing the core from the North Pole so quickly?
Its been frozen for the best part of a month, it could be easily broken." said Sosiaca.
"Kalamsini is a good pilot, he will see no harm is done to it" said 506.
"But Sir, the electronics are very precise, it will-"
506 raised a hand, and Sosiaca fell silent.
The core was an electronic device crucial to the operation. It was stored in an safe
hidden beneath the Ice in the North Pole. The safe was around the size of the base on
the Koyakskaya volcano, it consisted of the safe itself, and rooms for the various technicians
and guards who maintained and protected the device. Although the safe was heated,
enough to save the people their from Frostbite and Hypothermia, it was impossible to
stop every single component from becoming frozen. The technicians cleaned and heated it
every day, but being carried back to Kamchatka would surely destroy it, in Sosiacas view.
It was stored in the north pole, so it would be safe if their operation was discovered.
It whereabouts was top secret to all but the highest ranking officers, and most did not
know of the core at all. If the operation was discovered, no one would know of the cores
location, and the operation could be resumed by different people at a later date.
"Byte...., Sir, have you hired a bounty hunter to capture Byte?" asked Sosiaca.
506 nodded.
"Eric Ownathan", he said, "He has quite a reputation."
"What is the bounty?" asked Sosiaca.
"500,000 US Dollars" said 506. Eric Ownathan was a good all rounder. He could shoot your
hat off with a sniper rifle from 5 miles away, or could bring in your guy alive and well.
The Latter paid more.
***
12:00pm, Houses of Parliament, Westminster, London.
"Position?"
"Outside rear entrance."
"Status?"
"Secure"
"Surrounding Buildings?"
"All secure, full thermal scan"
"Good. The Prime Minister will be out at 5 past. Full Alert"
Raiden lowered the radio, and hung it on his belt. It felt weird using radio,
he was used to codec. It was a strange assignment, this one. Raiden wasn't usually sent
to be a Bodyguard to a Prime Minister. But the PM was supposed to sign the Strategic
Defence treaty on Wednesday. It was Monday. Plenty of chances to get killed.
He took his Binoculars, and did a quick look at the surrounding buildings again.
He flipped on the Heat Vision, and didn't see a thing, except what looked like a mouse.
The buildings surrounding the Houses of Parliament had been cleared so that if any
people where inside, it would show, without workers and normal people getting in the way.
He looked at his watch. 12:05.
"Raiden, the Prime Minister is coming out know. Be ready."
"Copy that, Hira"
Hira was on the assignment with Raiden. He joined Fox Hound around the same time as
Raiden, but was 2 years younger, and didn't have as much experience. Raiden didn't mind him,
he was all right. He raised his Socom as the first bodyguard came out.
Eric Ownathan raised his Sniper Rifle, as he saw some activity near the entrance.
The damn Rifle weighed a tonne, and it cost over 7 grand. But it was worth it.
He liked his PSG-1. This was a good assignment, it paid well, but he had to pay
half of what he was getting on his equipment. He had a special ful body cold suit
which was invisible to heat vision, and they don't come cheap.
The Prime Minister came out of the building.
He lowered the Rifle on its tripod slightly, so the crosshair was firmly on the
Prime Ministers face. He pulled back on the trigger.
But as he did so, a mouse ran past his hand,
and ran across the rifle.
This knocked his aim off, an the bullet missed, hitting ne of the Prime Ministers
Bodyguards. "Damn" he said, and stood on the mouse. He quickly began packing.
Hira fell to the ground with an almighty thud. Blood was gushing from his stomach.
Raiden quickly raised his head, and put his hand on his wound.
Hira said something which was gurgled by blood, which came out of his mouth.
He was gone. "Livingstone, look after him", said Raiden, his eyes transfixed
on a window on the building opposite. He clenched his gun and ran towards
it.
Eric swing his bag onto his back, and walked towards the door.
He was on the top floor of the building. He would of gone to the roof,
but there didn't seem to be away. He had seen the blonde haired man run towards
the building, and the prime minister rushed inside before he could reload.
He ran towards the elevator, and pressed level 1.
The elevator slowly hummed to a halt, and the doors opened.
A gloved hand punched him in the face, and he fell the ground.
Raiden raised his Socom, and aimed it squarely at Erics face.
"Get Up!" he spat, "Who are you?".
"Me? I'm just a guy trying to make a living. I don't care if it involves
wasting some stupid politician."
Raiden grabbed the man by the Neck, and dragged him out of the elevator.
He took the mans handgun from his pocket, and dragged him out of the
hall, backwards, with a gun pointed to his face.
When Raiden turned around to open the door, Eric took out a flash
smoke grenade from his pocket, covered his eyes, and detonated.
A Blinding flash followed by thick smoke erupted, Eric crawled
off, taking his bag as we went, and leap out of an office window.
Raiden ran after him, but by the time the thick black smoke cleared, Eric was
gone. He ran out of the building.
"What the hell happened?" asked Sam Livingstone, looking at the
Black smoke.
"Sniper, 6', shoulder length blonde hair, short facial hair,
London accent. Run it through Records. Station is a couple
of streets away. Go!" he said.
Livingstone, ran off, got into his car, and drove off.
"Get Hira to the hospital. Hows he doing?"
A stupid question. "Hes still alive" said Grant Alan.
Raiden couldn't stop and be glad. "Get him to hospital.
There where 3 other agents, assigned to protect the Prime Minister in the group.
"Axe, Lighter and Ghost, search the surrounding area, I'm going to
get a copter" he said.
Fox Hound Agents all had codenames. Alan and Livingstone where already
assigned to protect the Prime Minister when Raiden arrived. He went off
the contact his Commanding Officer.
***
7:00pm, North Pole
Kalamsini leapt off the cockpit, and landed on the Ice ground. The Ice in the
North Pole was miles thick in places. As soon as he got out of the Ray, He could
fell the cold, but he was padded up. He checked his Radar tablet.
The Entrance to the Safe Base should be around 50 yards away.
He walked to where the his Notebook tablet said so, and looked at the ground.
He knelt down, and dug his fingers into the Ice, which was weak along a line.
He found his fingers in a fold, and pulled. A sheet of Ice was pulled back, and
what looked like a manhole cover was revealed.
It had a keypad on it. He clicked a file on his notebook tablet, and the numbers
"312219" came up. He entered them into the Keypad, and the cover came up on
4 robotic rams. It spun around and raised so a man could get it.
He climbe din, and found rectanglar grooves on the side of the circular
passage way downwards. He figured they acted as a ladder, and climbed down.
The passageway gradually lit up.
The passage way stopped abruptly. "What the?" he mumbled. He placed a hand
on the wall.
Suddenly, the circular wall around him rotated, and a slit appeared.
It got bigger and bigger, as the wall rotated and raised around him.
He walked out. He was on a platform in the middle of a huge room, filled,
perhaps with more people than the base. There where hundreds of tables
and scientists working on various instruments. He jumped forwards as the
tube formed behind him.
He walked down the steps of the grid platform. A man in a white
coat, under which he was well padded up, greeted him.
"Hello, you must be Kalamsini" he said in fair Russian, but it was obvious
he was of a different country. " I am Dr.Kama, I am the head scientist
on the Core Project. You are familiar with what we do?"
"You're making the key component in the project" he said.
"We did make it, but here we are simply maintaining it. All the devices
littered around the place are weapons. We are a weapons manufacturer,
but we work specifically with Tyranus. He is the boss of 506. 506 leads
the project from Kamchatka." said Kama.
They walked down to the work floor. "You are here the collect the core,
I bring you to it". he said, and brought Kalamsini through a metal door
at the end of the room.
***
12:25 pm, Greenwich, London.
Eric had got a black taxi to Greenwhich, the other side of the thames.
Greenwhich was famous because it was the centre of Time, Longitude 0,
and is where GMT came from. The Millenium Dome could be seen clearly.
It was spectacular, but was no longer an attractiona after the year 2000.
That was nearly 20 years ago. He offered the man a cigarette.
The man shook his head. Eric put one in his mouth and lit it.
He sighed and inhaled. "Them things'll kill you" the man said.
"So will hitting yourself on the head with a hammer" he said.
"..Yes. Do you know why I've come?" the man asked.
"Kinda obvious. Dead or Alive?" he asked.
"Alive"
"That'll cost you more." said Eric.
"I have sufficient funds" said the man.
"How much you got?"
"How much you want?"
Eric thought for a minute. Then took out his PDA.
This special server programme was where people went if they wanted somebody
captured. He needed criteria.
This man knew his stuff. He didn't know how much he had, so how much
to ask, and they're where currently no bounties because he didn't know
who to search for.
"400," he said.
"Done."
400,000?!?! Not bad.
"You can take care of all expenses yourself. I have put all information
and some pictures onto this datacard" the man said, handing Eric
a small black datacard.
"One more thing. The Bounty must be recieved with in 48 hours. 70
hours max. If he isn't, no money".
Eric thought for a minute. Usually he didn't take bounties with
a time limit, but for 400,000.
"Deal" he said.
The Man walked off.
He put the datacard into the slot on the PDA and looked a the man.
34, white male, brown hair, glasses. From L.A.
He eyed the picture. "Easy." he said.