Disclaimer: I do not own Metal Gear or any other byproduct. I merely use the characters because I think MGS ROCKS!!!!! However, the storyline is mine and I'd appreciate it if you guys didn't take that away from me. And if by weird twist of fate my storyline is similar or exact to somebody's elese's, I am sorry. But other than that.............uhh yeah.
METAL GEAR SOLID
"Bloodstain"
Chapter 2
February 26, 2008 New York City Otacon's Apartment 9:35 p.m.
Snake waited on Otacon's couch. He yawned a lazy one. Snake had been sitting on that couch for over five hours, and Snake had a butt cramp. He got a call from Otacon a few minutes ago saying he had everything and was ready to go to work. Otacon's apartment was a messy one. The floor was wooden all around. Otacon bought some plain brown carpets to make the floor look interesting, but only kept one in the middle of his living room. The living room connected with the kitchen, and a small hall which at the end had Otacon's bedroom, and on the left of the wall in the hall was a small bathroom with a shower/tub in it. Snake's never been in Otacon's bedroom, and he thanked God for it. The walls were painted with a mix of jade green and navy blue. It made the living room seem gloomy, with one large leather couch fitted for six people to sit on, and a 12 by 10 inch t.v. which seemed odd to Snake. The one brown carpet in the place was in the middle of the living room with a coffee table on top of it. Clothes were all over the place, on the couch, which Snake had removed, on the coffee table, in the hall, and what scared Snake the most, in his kitchen counter. The kitchen had a stove connected with a microwave on top of it, and black a refrigerator that made ice.
" Damn it, when is he gonna get here?" asked Snake to himself. A click came from the door, which was located behind the couch. Snake got up from the couch and got Otacon's Beretta 9mm gun, silenced of course and fully loaded with an extra magazine in Snake's pocket. He went next to the door on the side when the door opens will cover him. The door opened, and a tall man walked in.
" FREEZE!" yelled Snake. The man freaked and dropped a bag of groceries. " Damn it Snake! You just keep trying to wet my pants again, huh?" Snake gave a small laugh.
" Sorry Otacon. Old habits."
" Well, it's a good one. Especially in New York."
" Did you get the supplies?"
" Of course! I got you a new silencer for your USP and SOCOM. Now you can use both of them against enemies. Of course, we'd still be going stealth, so I got you a M9 silenced. We don't know who's in there, Snake. And I don't think we'd want to shoot at our side, the U.S. And, I got you a metal detector. Supposely, the metal the Patriot's used for the safehouse is gone. That type of metal was never seen again."
" The Patriots must of used it all," said Snake.
" Anyways," continued Otacon, " the metal was called Coliberisus. The weird scent that it gives out is nitrogen scent. It smells like it, but it isn't. I think that's why fish are attracted to it. Any ways, this small pocket metal detector should help. Magazines, grenades, stun g., chaff g., and cigars."
" Thanks," said Snake. As soon as he saw the cigar pack, he snatched it away from Otacon's hand. He neeeded a smoke.
" Uhhhh... you're welcome. And, your old suit, newly made I might add, from that tanker episode. I made sure that they installed the stealth camouflage in the suit. Push this button," Otacon indicated a small blue button pad on the suit's left hip, " and you should be invisible. Be careful Snake. The thing wears off easily because of the battery, and if you knock into somebody, it might come off. Not always though, but you'll still have to depend on your stealth moves. And your bandana." Otacon got from his pocket a blue bandana.
" No tricks this time?" asked Snake.
" Sorry Snake. No more videogames," said Otacon.
" So, when will you wire me?"
" Right now Snake. Just get in your suit before. And we'll be off. I hope you got plenty of rest."
" I got so much, my ass hurts." Otacon gave a laugh. Snake started walking towards Otacon's bathroom. Inside, he took off all his clothes minus his underwear, and put on the skin tight suit.
He got out and Otacon had a needle ready. Snake stood next to Otacon has he stuck the needle in Snakes neck. " There. Now you have Codec. Same frequency as before. And I'll be able to keep track of you."
" And our ride?" Snake could see Otacon had everything ready.
" I rented a Honda Civic 2002. You'll have to put on the raincoat cause it's raining. I'll drive you to the Harbor. Under Dock 2's bridge, I hid the scuba equipment. Put it on and start swimming. Eventually after you hit a depth of 50 feet, you'll have to use the M.D. and search for the door yourself. I'll explain everything else after you get in." Otacon sighed. " Ready?"
" More than ever before. Let's go"
February 27, 2008 12:01 a.m. New York Harbor
A blue little Civic passed security and entered the New York Harbor. It was foggy and it was cold. Temperatures showed 40 degrees F. Snake didn't seem to shake, but deep down he was freezing. Otacon, before they left, injected a shot to Snake with some namomachines that will keep him warm and that ice cold water couldn't freeze him. ' Just like in Shadow Moses,' thought Snake when Otacon injected him with the shot. They arrived directly in front of Dock 2. It was so foggy Snake couldn't see a thing. Snake took of his raincoat, it stopped raining two minutes after they left.
" Snake, if you need any help, contact me by Codec. The frequency is-" Otacon was cut off by Snake.
" Yeah, I know. 140.96, right?"
" Yeah, that's right," said Otacon.
" So, where is all the gear?"
" It's exactly under the dock. Snake, good luck."
" Take care Otacon." Snake and Otacon did their handshake, and gave each other a friendly hug. It was time to save the world again. The problem was.........how advance did the world get after their last mission? Snake might not be coming back this time, this mission had so many empty holes. Both Otacon and Snake didn't know if they'd live to see another day.
Snake walked down the hill the dock was built on and Otacon entered the blue Civic and drove off. Snake found all the gear: an air tank, under water goggles and night goggles, thermal goggles, the metal detector, gas mask, and the suit that will keep him warm under the water. Snake put all this on in five minutes. A see-through type case that was water tight held inside the night goggles and all his other equipment. Snake kept the thermal goggles and metal detector, which Otacon said were water proof, on his suit on a belt. Snake put on his flippers and jumped in the water.
It was dark. Snake, even with his water goggles on, couldn't see anything. He switched his thermal goggles. He saw red, but he could see some type of fish figures. Snake decided he'd keep on the thermal googles. 'It's better then seeing in the dark,' he thought. He kept swimming downward. Fifty is a lot to go under. Even though it seem like it, it was a lot for the human body to take. The deeper you go, the more water pressure pounds at your body. Snake noticed, though, as he got deeper, he didn't feel anything. 'Otacon must of made a pressure-proof suit. He's real smart. He could do anything with the technology we have today,' Snake thought. Snake checked his wrist band which Otacon gave to him. It told how deep you were going. The watch took the pressure from the water and calculated how deep you were, which was good because Snake hated math, even though he is pretty smart. Thirty feet. Snake kept swimming. He wondered why Otacon didn't give him an underwater flashlight. Seemed easier. 'Sometimes,' he thought, 'Otacon makes everything more complicated then it needs to be.' Snake kept swimming, passing the time remembering the women he never had a chance with. Snake wasn't made for a relationship, he realized in the past. He was a good flirter though. Snake started to see the ground. He checked his watch, fourty-five point five feet. 'Good,' he thought. Snake landed his feet on the underwater ground and took out his M.D. He started searching for the hatch. He went north, cold. He went south, cold too. Then he turned west. Warm. Snake started walking to his right and soon found that hatch. He rubbed the sand off of it. It was a round, circular gray hatch with a logo of an eagle and an oak tree with the American flag behind them and the words "Patriots" on it. He saw what seemed to be a handle and pulled on it. The hatch opened and immediately sucked in all the water it can as the vacuum of space would if you broke a window of a shuttle out there. Snake started swimming, careful to close the hatch door behind him.
Snake was illuminated by lights. He was in what looked like a plastic, long tube, and the lights were outside the tube. The tube seemed to go down, and then took a sharp turn to the left, and then it went straight to another hatch. This hatch, though, was protected by a camera. Snake was swimming downards. He noticed a laser at the end of the downward part of the tube. He went through it, and his uneasiness was taken off as he noticed the laser was a trigger for water suckage. Slowly the water in the tube started to sink. When the water was completely gone, he took off his flippers and placed on his boots, or shoes. Snake wasn't sure. He took of his wet suit and the goggles. He got the clear case off his back and took out his guns and placed one on each side of his hip. He kept the M9 in his hand, but Snake had an extra gun holder on his back if he got tired of caring it. The goggles were hanging on his belt in front of him. He put the water goggles, the wet suit, and the flippers in the case which he'd get rid of later on. The grenades on his chest, also the magazines. And Snake put on his bandana. Snake placed the cigars in his only pocket on his chest. He got the M9 in his left hand and a chaff on his right. He noticed the camera going right and left. He bent down and called Otacon.
" Good. So we're connected," said Otacon.
"There's a camera in front of me, and a laser trigger hatch. It looks like it has to ID a solider in order to let him through."
"I'll try to break into the hatch's computer system. Look at the hatch. What number is printed on it?"
Snake looked hard at the door. "12AS956Q."
"Ok, thanks Snake," said Otacon.
Snake waited for the signal, even though he didn't know what it was. A sudden long beep went of, a quite one. The camera's light flickered off, and the hatch opened. It went staight to its right. Snake placed his chaff on his chest, and grabbed his M9 on both hands. He walked through the hatch.
Room 1A 0133 hours Military time. 12:32 a.m. Eastern time.
The room looked like an enterance hall. The walls were covered by metal, and the floor wooden. A room which connected to a hall straight ahead of Snake, opposite the hatch. The room was 11 by 12 feet, 10 feet high. Snake placed the case back on his back, and started walking towards the end of the hall. Another hatch waited for him.
Conference Hall
Snake enterd a large room, the Patriot's Conference Hall. The hall was 50 feet high, and 100 by 100 fet wide. It had one round table, about the circumfrance of 18 feet. It had twelve chairs evenly stretched out around the circular wooden table, with the Patriot's logo in the middle. Around the perimeter were support beams all around, about five feet away from the walls. Enough for guards to walk around the perimeter. Snake had no radar this time. He'd just have to relay on his hears and eyes. He quickly walked behind a pillar and looked around the hall. He saw four guards in the middle of the hall, near the table. He saw two more walking behind the pillars. He took a good look at the guards. They had Russian suits and equipment on! Silenced AK-74u's and a pistol on their left hip, a radio on their back, and masks over their faces. Snake was now convinced he was against the Russians again. But, that weren't Gurlokyvich men. Their uniforms were red, instead of the orange. Blood red. Snake pondered on this, but quickly snapped out of it when he noticed a guard yell, " Hey, who's over there?" Snake quickly went behind the beam. As the guard came around, Snake grabbed him by the neck and choked him. The guard fell to the floor unconscious. The other guard at the table called out to his comrade. " Marcko, are you ok?" The other guard started walking toward the beam Snake was near. He didn't want to set the alarm so early. He quickly jumped out of the beam and shot. It was so brief, the guard wasn't sure if he was shot. He looked down at his chest and noticed the dart on him. Before he could do anything, he collapsed, unconscious as well.
The two guards walking around behind the support beams started walking towards Snake. He knew he couldn't take on two at the same time without getting shot. He decided to waste a magazine. He threw it in the middle of the hall. The guards heard it and all remaing four went to the middle. Snake looked across the hall. There was another door at the end. He started running around behind the beams, making sure no one saw him. The guards saw that it was a magazine. Then, they noticed only four of them in the middle. " Where's Marcko and Alek?" asked one. The two guards that were walking around the perimeter started walking towards were Snake knocked out those two guards. They saw both of them knocked out. They kicked both of them and they instantly waoke. " Falling asleep on the job. You deserve to get shot," said one of the guards. This was enough time for Snake to get to the other side and cross the door.
Computer Analyization Room
The room's walls were metal, but were covered with wires of blue, yellow, green, and red together in a curl. Computers lined together all around. The room was empty, and Snake entered it with caution. He slowly walked inside, gun at hand. He stride to his left, peeking at the corner of the hall which entered the room. He looked, and then jumped out, pointing his gun straight ahead of him. Once he was sure no one was around, he called Otacon.
" Otacon," answered Hal.
"Otacon, I'm at a computer room."
" Great! Go to one of the computers and search if the have any files about what the have stationed there."
Snake looked around, and sat next to a computer next to a corner of the wall opposite the hatch. He logged in and typed in the password: Patriots. Error. Patriots Organization. Error. Snake thought long and hard. SOmething...... Arsenal Gear. Error. He had to think. What was the one thing people said not to do with a password? Snake typed in: POMG. Correct. Snake smiled to himself. He was a hacker too. POMG standed for 'Patriot's Organization Metal Gear.' Files started to stream down the screen like a waterfall. Then a window popped up. There was two files on the screen, and a porno wallpaper. The two files covered the women's nipples. Snake was trying hard not to be amused. He opened the file that said "Bloodstain." The other file was "Hardrive C." A window popped up with a ten icons. All were documents, and in date order. The first was titled "P.I.P." The second to the fifth one was "Creation 1-4." The sixth one was "Analyze," the seventh "Experiments," and the last three were "Completion." Snake opened the first one. "P.I.P." standed for "Project in Progress." It stated what the porject "Bloodstain" was about. Snake read on and on. When he reached the bottom, he read in horror: " And so, with the data of this new project, which will change war games forever, this new type of mechanical 'suit' will be specialy made for the RRLA, and the 'suits' will be called Metal Gear Fox. This type of MG will be one step into our project 'Bloodstain.' MGF will be everything the past Metal Gears were, and more. But was is porject 'Bloodstain?' The project, codenamed 'OP#: 23BF6A' will eliminate the Patriot's Organization." 'So,' Snake thought, ' they're planning to kill off the members of P.O. But for what purpose? And who is RRLA?'
Suddenly, the hatch door opened, and three men in uniform started running with Aks, and Snake had nowhere to hide.
Author's Note: " There. Chapter 2. Hope y'all liked it. I tried very hard to mak C.2 more exciting then the first chapter. Please mind my grammar. Nobody is purfect. Anyways, since I'm out on Xmas break, I'll be writing more about Bloodstain. I'll mention some of the things not clear yet later on furture stories. I'd like to thank Blackraven. I don't know ya, but thank you. You were the only person who read both of my stories, "Bloodstain" & "Red Winter," and told me they were both good. Thank you, because of you, I'm writing on. Tell your friends about this story. To everyone else who R&R me, I thank you to. You guys are the reason I'm still writing. Be patient. Chapter 3 coming soon. This is SolidSnake1295 signing out."
METAL GEAR SOLID
"Bloodstain"
Chapter 2
February 26, 2008 New York City Otacon's Apartment 9:35 p.m.
Snake waited on Otacon's couch. He yawned a lazy one. Snake had been sitting on that couch for over five hours, and Snake had a butt cramp. He got a call from Otacon a few minutes ago saying he had everything and was ready to go to work. Otacon's apartment was a messy one. The floor was wooden all around. Otacon bought some plain brown carpets to make the floor look interesting, but only kept one in the middle of his living room. The living room connected with the kitchen, and a small hall which at the end had Otacon's bedroom, and on the left of the wall in the hall was a small bathroom with a shower/tub in it. Snake's never been in Otacon's bedroom, and he thanked God for it. The walls were painted with a mix of jade green and navy blue. It made the living room seem gloomy, with one large leather couch fitted for six people to sit on, and a 12 by 10 inch t.v. which seemed odd to Snake. The one brown carpet in the place was in the middle of the living room with a coffee table on top of it. Clothes were all over the place, on the couch, which Snake had removed, on the coffee table, in the hall, and what scared Snake the most, in his kitchen counter. The kitchen had a stove connected with a microwave on top of it, and black a refrigerator that made ice.
" Damn it, when is he gonna get here?" asked Snake to himself. A click came from the door, which was located behind the couch. Snake got up from the couch and got Otacon's Beretta 9mm gun, silenced of course and fully loaded with an extra magazine in Snake's pocket. He went next to the door on the side when the door opens will cover him. The door opened, and a tall man walked in.
" FREEZE!" yelled Snake. The man freaked and dropped a bag of groceries. " Damn it Snake! You just keep trying to wet my pants again, huh?" Snake gave a small laugh.
" Sorry Otacon. Old habits."
" Well, it's a good one. Especially in New York."
" Did you get the supplies?"
" Of course! I got you a new silencer for your USP and SOCOM. Now you can use both of them against enemies. Of course, we'd still be going stealth, so I got you a M9 silenced. We don't know who's in there, Snake. And I don't think we'd want to shoot at our side, the U.S. And, I got you a metal detector. Supposely, the metal the Patriot's used for the safehouse is gone. That type of metal was never seen again."
" The Patriots must of used it all," said Snake.
" Anyways," continued Otacon, " the metal was called Coliberisus. The weird scent that it gives out is nitrogen scent. It smells like it, but it isn't. I think that's why fish are attracted to it. Any ways, this small pocket metal detector should help. Magazines, grenades, stun g., chaff g., and cigars."
" Thanks," said Snake. As soon as he saw the cigar pack, he snatched it away from Otacon's hand. He neeeded a smoke.
" Uhhhh... you're welcome. And, your old suit, newly made I might add, from that tanker episode. I made sure that they installed the stealth camouflage in the suit. Push this button," Otacon indicated a small blue button pad on the suit's left hip, " and you should be invisible. Be careful Snake. The thing wears off easily because of the battery, and if you knock into somebody, it might come off. Not always though, but you'll still have to depend on your stealth moves. And your bandana." Otacon got from his pocket a blue bandana.
" No tricks this time?" asked Snake.
" Sorry Snake. No more videogames," said Otacon.
" So, when will you wire me?"
" Right now Snake. Just get in your suit before. And we'll be off. I hope you got plenty of rest."
" I got so much, my ass hurts." Otacon gave a laugh. Snake started walking towards Otacon's bathroom. Inside, he took off all his clothes minus his underwear, and put on the skin tight suit.
He got out and Otacon had a needle ready. Snake stood next to Otacon has he stuck the needle in Snakes neck. " There. Now you have Codec. Same frequency as before. And I'll be able to keep track of you."
" And our ride?" Snake could see Otacon had everything ready.
" I rented a Honda Civic 2002. You'll have to put on the raincoat cause it's raining. I'll drive you to the Harbor. Under Dock 2's bridge, I hid the scuba equipment. Put it on and start swimming. Eventually after you hit a depth of 50 feet, you'll have to use the M.D. and search for the door yourself. I'll explain everything else after you get in." Otacon sighed. " Ready?"
" More than ever before. Let's go"
February 27, 2008 12:01 a.m. New York Harbor
A blue little Civic passed security and entered the New York Harbor. It was foggy and it was cold. Temperatures showed 40 degrees F. Snake didn't seem to shake, but deep down he was freezing. Otacon, before they left, injected a shot to Snake with some namomachines that will keep him warm and that ice cold water couldn't freeze him. ' Just like in Shadow Moses,' thought Snake when Otacon injected him with the shot. They arrived directly in front of Dock 2. It was so foggy Snake couldn't see a thing. Snake took of his raincoat, it stopped raining two minutes after they left.
" Snake, if you need any help, contact me by Codec. The frequency is-" Otacon was cut off by Snake.
" Yeah, I know. 140.96, right?"
" Yeah, that's right," said Otacon.
" So, where is all the gear?"
" It's exactly under the dock. Snake, good luck."
" Take care Otacon." Snake and Otacon did their handshake, and gave each other a friendly hug. It was time to save the world again. The problem was.........how advance did the world get after their last mission? Snake might not be coming back this time, this mission had so many empty holes. Both Otacon and Snake didn't know if they'd live to see another day.
Snake walked down the hill the dock was built on and Otacon entered the blue Civic and drove off. Snake found all the gear: an air tank, under water goggles and night goggles, thermal goggles, the metal detector, gas mask, and the suit that will keep him warm under the water. Snake put all this on in five minutes. A see-through type case that was water tight held inside the night goggles and all his other equipment. Snake kept the thermal goggles and metal detector, which Otacon said were water proof, on his suit on a belt. Snake put on his flippers and jumped in the water.
It was dark. Snake, even with his water goggles on, couldn't see anything. He switched his thermal goggles. He saw red, but he could see some type of fish figures. Snake decided he'd keep on the thermal googles. 'It's better then seeing in the dark,' he thought. He kept swimming downward. Fifty is a lot to go under. Even though it seem like it, it was a lot for the human body to take. The deeper you go, the more water pressure pounds at your body. Snake noticed, though, as he got deeper, he didn't feel anything. 'Otacon must of made a pressure-proof suit. He's real smart. He could do anything with the technology we have today,' Snake thought. Snake checked his wrist band which Otacon gave to him. It told how deep you were going. The watch took the pressure from the water and calculated how deep you were, which was good because Snake hated math, even though he is pretty smart. Thirty feet. Snake kept swimming. He wondered why Otacon didn't give him an underwater flashlight. Seemed easier. 'Sometimes,' he thought, 'Otacon makes everything more complicated then it needs to be.' Snake kept swimming, passing the time remembering the women he never had a chance with. Snake wasn't made for a relationship, he realized in the past. He was a good flirter though. Snake started to see the ground. He checked his watch, fourty-five point five feet. 'Good,' he thought. Snake landed his feet on the underwater ground and took out his M.D. He started searching for the hatch. He went north, cold. He went south, cold too. Then he turned west. Warm. Snake started walking to his right and soon found that hatch. He rubbed the sand off of it. It was a round, circular gray hatch with a logo of an eagle and an oak tree with the American flag behind them and the words "Patriots" on it. He saw what seemed to be a handle and pulled on it. The hatch opened and immediately sucked in all the water it can as the vacuum of space would if you broke a window of a shuttle out there. Snake started swimming, careful to close the hatch door behind him.
Snake was illuminated by lights. He was in what looked like a plastic, long tube, and the lights were outside the tube. The tube seemed to go down, and then took a sharp turn to the left, and then it went straight to another hatch. This hatch, though, was protected by a camera. Snake was swimming downards. He noticed a laser at the end of the downward part of the tube. He went through it, and his uneasiness was taken off as he noticed the laser was a trigger for water suckage. Slowly the water in the tube started to sink. When the water was completely gone, he took off his flippers and placed on his boots, or shoes. Snake wasn't sure. He took of his wet suit and the goggles. He got the clear case off his back and took out his guns and placed one on each side of his hip. He kept the M9 in his hand, but Snake had an extra gun holder on his back if he got tired of caring it. The goggles were hanging on his belt in front of him. He put the water goggles, the wet suit, and the flippers in the case which he'd get rid of later on. The grenades on his chest, also the magazines. And Snake put on his bandana. Snake placed the cigars in his only pocket on his chest. He got the M9 in his left hand and a chaff on his right. He noticed the camera going right and left. He bent down and called Otacon.
" Good. So we're connected," said Otacon.
"There's a camera in front of me, and a laser trigger hatch. It looks like it has to ID a solider in order to let him through."
"I'll try to break into the hatch's computer system. Look at the hatch. What number is printed on it?"
Snake looked hard at the door. "12AS956Q."
"Ok, thanks Snake," said Otacon.
Snake waited for the signal, even though he didn't know what it was. A sudden long beep went of, a quite one. The camera's light flickered off, and the hatch opened. It went staight to its right. Snake placed his chaff on his chest, and grabbed his M9 on both hands. He walked through the hatch.
Room 1A 0133 hours Military time. 12:32 a.m. Eastern time.
The room looked like an enterance hall. The walls were covered by metal, and the floor wooden. A room which connected to a hall straight ahead of Snake, opposite the hatch. The room was 11 by 12 feet, 10 feet high. Snake placed the case back on his back, and started walking towards the end of the hall. Another hatch waited for him.
Conference Hall
Snake enterd a large room, the Patriot's Conference Hall. The hall was 50 feet high, and 100 by 100 fet wide. It had one round table, about the circumfrance of 18 feet. It had twelve chairs evenly stretched out around the circular wooden table, with the Patriot's logo in the middle. Around the perimeter were support beams all around, about five feet away from the walls. Enough for guards to walk around the perimeter. Snake had no radar this time. He'd just have to relay on his hears and eyes. He quickly walked behind a pillar and looked around the hall. He saw four guards in the middle of the hall, near the table. He saw two more walking behind the pillars. He took a good look at the guards. They had Russian suits and equipment on! Silenced AK-74u's and a pistol on their left hip, a radio on their back, and masks over their faces. Snake was now convinced he was against the Russians again. But, that weren't Gurlokyvich men. Their uniforms were red, instead of the orange. Blood red. Snake pondered on this, but quickly snapped out of it when he noticed a guard yell, " Hey, who's over there?" Snake quickly went behind the beam. As the guard came around, Snake grabbed him by the neck and choked him. The guard fell to the floor unconscious. The other guard at the table called out to his comrade. " Marcko, are you ok?" The other guard started walking toward the beam Snake was near. He didn't want to set the alarm so early. He quickly jumped out of the beam and shot. It was so brief, the guard wasn't sure if he was shot. He looked down at his chest and noticed the dart on him. Before he could do anything, he collapsed, unconscious as well.
The two guards walking around behind the support beams started walking towards Snake. He knew he couldn't take on two at the same time without getting shot. He decided to waste a magazine. He threw it in the middle of the hall. The guards heard it and all remaing four went to the middle. Snake looked across the hall. There was another door at the end. He started running around behind the beams, making sure no one saw him. The guards saw that it was a magazine. Then, they noticed only four of them in the middle. " Where's Marcko and Alek?" asked one. The two guards that were walking around the perimeter started walking towards were Snake knocked out those two guards. They saw both of them knocked out. They kicked both of them and they instantly waoke. " Falling asleep on the job. You deserve to get shot," said one of the guards. This was enough time for Snake to get to the other side and cross the door.
Computer Analyization Room
The room's walls were metal, but were covered with wires of blue, yellow, green, and red together in a curl. Computers lined together all around. The room was empty, and Snake entered it with caution. He slowly walked inside, gun at hand. He stride to his left, peeking at the corner of the hall which entered the room. He looked, and then jumped out, pointing his gun straight ahead of him. Once he was sure no one was around, he called Otacon.
" Otacon," answered Hal.
"Otacon, I'm at a computer room."
" Great! Go to one of the computers and search if the have any files about what the have stationed there."
Snake looked around, and sat next to a computer next to a corner of the wall opposite the hatch. He logged in and typed in the password: Patriots. Error. Patriots Organization. Error. Snake thought long and hard. SOmething...... Arsenal Gear. Error. He had to think. What was the one thing people said not to do with a password? Snake typed in: POMG. Correct. Snake smiled to himself. He was a hacker too. POMG standed for 'Patriot's Organization Metal Gear.' Files started to stream down the screen like a waterfall. Then a window popped up. There was two files on the screen, and a porno wallpaper. The two files covered the women's nipples. Snake was trying hard not to be amused. He opened the file that said "Bloodstain." The other file was "Hardrive C." A window popped up with a ten icons. All were documents, and in date order. The first was titled "P.I.P." The second to the fifth one was "Creation 1-4." The sixth one was "Analyze," the seventh "Experiments," and the last three were "Completion." Snake opened the first one. "P.I.P." standed for "Project in Progress." It stated what the porject "Bloodstain" was about. Snake read on and on. When he reached the bottom, he read in horror: " And so, with the data of this new project, which will change war games forever, this new type of mechanical 'suit' will be specialy made for the RRLA, and the 'suits' will be called Metal Gear Fox. This type of MG will be one step into our project 'Bloodstain.' MGF will be everything the past Metal Gears were, and more. But was is porject 'Bloodstain?' The project, codenamed 'OP#: 23BF6A' will eliminate the Patriot's Organization." 'So,' Snake thought, ' they're planning to kill off the members of P.O. But for what purpose? And who is RRLA?'
Suddenly, the hatch door opened, and three men in uniform started running with Aks, and Snake had nowhere to hide.
Author's Note: " There. Chapter 2. Hope y'all liked it. I tried very hard to mak C.2 more exciting then the first chapter. Please mind my grammar. Nobody is purfect. Anyways, since I'm out on Xmas break, I'll be writing more about Bloodstain. I'll mention some of the things not clear yet later on furture stories. I'd like to thank Blackraven. I don't know ya, but thank you. You were the only person who read both of my stories, "Bloodstain" & "Red Winter," and told me they were both good. Thank you, because of you, I'm writing on. Tell your friends about this story. To everyone else who R&R me, I thank you to. You guys are the reason I'm still writing. Be patient. Chapter 3 coming soon. This is SolidSnake1295 signing out."