Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Chapter 17: Agony
Author: The Ice Goddess (FrozenBlueIce)
Fandom: Metal Gear Solid
Feedback: All feedback is welcome, whether it be negative or positive. I'm trying to improve on my writing so, please be honest: frozenblueice@yahoo.com
Pairing: The main pairing of this story is Snake/Otacon, which is obvious to anyone who knows of my fondness for Hal Emmerich, so therefore alright to disclose. There are others, but if I told you what they were, it'd ruin the story.
Series: No. There may be sequels in the future, but right now that is looking unlikely due to time constraints.
Rating: R for language and strong sexual content and rape. (this chapter only)
Disclaimer: All characters appearing in previous Metal Gear Solid video games are the property of Konami Computer Entertainment of Japan, and of their creator, Mr. Hideo Kojima. All new characters are the property of The Ice Goddess. This is a work of fanfiction, and in no way, shape, or form will I receive any monetary compensation for it. It is for entertainment purposes only.
Type: Action/Shounen-ai
Summary: This story takes place one year after the events of "The Big Shell." New information found by Otacon sends Snake back into action. (That's all I'm revealing!)
Chapter 17: Agony
Genesis Snake pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her shirt pocket. She lit one up, drawing the smoke in deep.
Solid Snake watched her. "I could really use one of those, right now," he thought to himself.
As if reading his mind, Genesis placed the lit cigarette between her prisoner's lips. She then took out another one for herself.
Snake puffed it graciously. Despite the tension from his current situation, at least he didn't have that nagging hunger for nicotine to worry about anymore.
"Why were we created?" Genesis asked, smoke lining her words.
"To be used as pawns in somebody's sick game," Snake growled.
"Pawns?" she pondered, "Perhaps." The woman shifted her posture to favor her left foot, moving to rest her hand on the other hip. "The real reason we were created was to pass on a legacy: Big Boss' Legacy. He was the ultimate soldier. It's no wonder that 'they' didn't want his candle to burn out without another to carry its flame."
Dave frowned. What was she getting at? None of this was new to him.
"The problem with cloning and the tampering with genetics is that you always come out with something a little less than perfect, no matter how identical the genes may appear to be," Genesis explained, gesturing in her 'brother's' direction. "Take you for example: A perfect clone of Big Boss, yet engineered specifically to show the dominant traits only. And Liquid, engineered to show only the recessive traits. Your phenotype has been altered. You are not a perfect clone of Big Boss, and obviously, neither am I."
Snake took another drag on his cigarette. "So what?"
Genesis' mouth turned upwards again into that particularly icy grin of hers. "So, nature cannot make a selection." She paused for a moment, staring into the eyes of the mercenary hard. "This time, we'll let nature decide the perfect soldier."
"This time?" Snake said questioningly. "What the Hell are you talking about?"
"You and I will fulfill Big Boss' Legacy, and begin one of our own. We'll produce the next generation of perfect soldiers the way nature would've intended."
Snake laughed mockingly, ashes falling from his half-burned cigarette with each heave of his diaphragm. "Sorry to spoil your plans for a happy family, but you've forgotten one important thing."
Genesis crosses her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? What's that?"
"Well, I don't know how you were engineered, but I'm sterile," he sneered.
The lady Snake walked up to Solid, wrapping a warm hand around his genitals. "You say that with such confidence," she purred into his ear, "but I'm afraid that you're wrong."
Snake's defiant smile faded to a very neutral look. "What do you mean?"
"When you were created. Your genes were programmed by means of gene mutation to produce 'smart sperm'. These sperm were constructed to recognize and reproduce only with an egg containing a specific DNA sequence: Big Boss'. Alongside all of my 'brothers', I was born: the only woman alive who could bear the grandchildren of Big Boss." Genesis snuffed out her cigarette on the torture rack, right beside Snake's cheek.
"The original plan was to have me mate with Solidus, since he carried the perfect balance. But, when I was sent to reintroduce myself to him as his 'sister' and present him with the facts, he spat in my face. He told me to send the Patriots a message that he would have nothing to do with any of their schemes. Apparently he had gone renegade."
Snake let out a low growl. "So this is all the Patriots' doing?"
"Naturally," Genesis confirmed, "They are the leaders of the world. They need soldiers like us to help them in their endeavors."
The lady Snake went over to the computer in the front of the room and pulled a disk from its drive. "Do you know what this is?" she asked, holding it up.
Snake examined the disk in Genesis' hand. It had a label at the top reading "S3". An uneasy feeling came over him as he remembered where he had heard that expression before.
"S3: Solid Snake Simulation," he replied.
"Very good," Genesis praised her prisoner. "And now that I know that you've heard of S3, I'm sure you know what the program does?"
"It's a program made to simulate my mission at Shadow Moses through the trials of Jack."
"Yes. And we will use the program to train our children. Not only will they carry the genetic legacy, but they will also be raised with the heart of a soldier."
Genesis untied her shirt and slipped it off. Tossing it aside, she began to remove her gun belt and boots.
Snake felt the table once again recline itself, placing him in a horizontal position. It became quite apparent to the captive that his jailer had intended to get down to business right away.
***
Otacon's heart fluttered when he saw a familiar blue silhouette on his radar screen.
"Snake…" he murmured.
He moved quickly towards the signal until he came to the torture room at the end of a hall. There was a window in the metal door, and Hal stood on his tiptoes to peer inside. Otacon was shocked and confused at what he saw.
A naked woman straddled a bound and equally disrobed Snake. She was enthusiastically riding him, the sounds of her loud panting coming through even the thick metal of the door.
Hal turned his attention to Snake. His eyes were closed, a look of disgust written across his face as he was being raped.
Otacon stood there helpless. "What am I going to do?"
He was so engulfed in thinking of a way to save his friend that he didn't notice a man walk up behind him. A gun pressed into his back.
"Still hiding behind that stealth camo, Emmerich?" someone asked.
"Knight?" Hal whispered, trembling. He tried his best to stay together even though his fear was beginning to take over.
"You remember me then?" Sabren Knight said.
"Why are you doing this?" Otacon asked him.
A pistol whip to the back of his head was his only answer.
***
A half an hour later, the door to the detention area opened. Raiden turned to see three people enter the room. Frost was first, followed by Dr. Raznov. Behind the doctor, with a gun drawn and aimed at her head, was another woman. She was somewhat shorter than the other two. Her brown hair was curled under right above her shoulders, and her eyes were gray, splattered with just the right amount of blue highlights. She seemed to be very interested in the prisoner at the end of the row, and she stared long and hard into Raiden's eyes.
The reason for her interest became very clear the moment she spoke.
"Jack."
The face didn't match the voice, but her tone was unmistakable.
"Rose?" he said, almost breathless with disbelief.
"You should've just stayed out of trouble," his ex-girlfriend chastised. "Why couldn't you just be satisfied being a father?"
He narrowed his eyes to mere slits, his hatred for her reaching new heights. "Because a father must protect his son from the evils in the world that people like you and 'Frost' are responsible for," the prisoner snapped.
Raiden's mind began to whirl. Rose was still working for the Patriots. "How could I have been so gullible?" he scolded himself.
Then his heart palpitated as his thoughts drifted elsewhere.
"Where's Iroquois?" Jack demanded.
"Safe," Rose answered, "But if you ever want to see him again, you're going to have to cooperate."
"Damn you!" the captive shouted, pounding his fists against the glass. His rage was slowly boiling over. "Give me back my son!"
"Our son," Rose reminded him.
"I swear if I ever get the chance, I'll fucking slit your throat! Do you hear me?! I'll kill you!" Raiden growled like a vicious animal. He continued pounding the glass wall that held him. The skin on his knuckles was splitting open from the repeated impacts. Red now began to stain the clear material. He felt no pain, and was not aware of his state of madness. All Raiden could think about was his beautiful baby boy.
"You won't kill me, Jack. I am the only one who knows where to find Iroquois," Rose stated plainly. "Now calm yourself and submit. If you do so, then you can see your son."
The pounding stopped and Raiden lowered his head. Tears of pain and anger splashed on the floor. He had no choice. If he was ever going to see Iroquois again, then he'd have to give in. At least, for now…
"Do whatever you want to me," he spoke sadly. "I'll cooperate."
"That's a good boy, Jack," Rosemary sneered. She turned her head to face Dr. Raznov.
"Start the preparations."
***
Solid Snake laid helplessly on the metal bed. Despite his utter disgust with the woman on top of him, his body was being far too honest with itself. He had a firm erection, and it had held its vertical position for quite some time now.
Genesis continued the raping without so much as a break in her steady rhythm. Her well-trained body would not quit.
Solid Snake gritted his teeth. Though she may not give out, he surely would soon, and it wouldn't be by choice either.
Genesis bit her lip to silence her cries of pleasure. She was thoroughly enjoying this, that fact well apparent to her victim by the amount of moisture she was producing.
Dave clenched his teeth harder, his climax close.
The lady Snake could feel the muscles of the man beneath her begin to tense up. She moved faster, rocking her hips back and forth as she went up and down.
Solid Snake was pushed over the edge, as he released his seed inside of her. At the same time, Genesis threw her head back, screaming out in a fit of passion, the successful conquest of her 'brother' causing her to orgasm.
The woman removed her body from his, and picked her clothes up off of the floor. She dressed herself, then grabbed another cigarette.
"Did you enjoy that?"
Snake didn't reply. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, trying desperately to forget the events of the past forty-five minutes or so.
Genesis blew her prisoner a kiss as she left the room.
"Good night, brother."
Author's Notes:
Chapter 17: On a personal note, I'd like to say that I HATE Rose, so I write her character best as evil.
Most of you are probably scratching your heads saying, "Wait a minute! If two people from the same gene pool breed, doesn't that cause birth defects?" The answer to that is this:
The reason why there is a higher rate of birth defects when two people from the same gene pool breed is because inherited recessive genetic defects, that may not show because a person has a dominant gene to cancel out that defect, are easily passed on when two people who both carry that recessive gene get together. There is then a 50/50 chance of having a child with the double recessive combination causing the defect.
Big Boss was the perfect soldier, so I assume that he has perfect genes, the recessive genes not being those that carry defects. So, if Genesis and Solid were to have a child, there would be no worries about genetic defects.
God… I read too much, don't I? I'm such a nerd! Hehehehehe!!!