Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Chapter 19: Insurrection
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: PG-13 for violence (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 19: Insurrection
"Smart girl," Yadik said. "You will not regret your decision to help us complete the project."
"I don't like it at all," she returned, "but I don't seem to have much of a choice in this matter. Now you're certain I'll get the 150 million Rubles you promised?"
Yadik held up his index finger. "Only if you stay another six months to oversee the production of ninety-nine more Metal Gears and their pilots."
The scientist lowered her eyes to the ground. "Fine."
"Excellent," he said, clasping his hands together. "I expect a full report on the initial tests by 2300 hours. Then we'll arm the nuke and perform the final test."
Anja sighed. "As you wish."
Yadik turned to leave, "I'll see you at 2300."
***
"What?!" Frost exclaimed. "Why?"
"He's cooperating now, but for how long?" Genesis pondered. "I've changed my mind. I think it's best to just kill him. There are plenty of others from your old squadron that you can collect."
"Didn't you receive orders that he was supposed to stay alive?" Diane asked.
"That's not your concern," the lady Snake told her firmly, narrowing her eyes in warning. "You just worry about following your orders. Dispose of Jack immediately, understood?"
Frost sighed deeply, white vapor swirling as she forcefully exhaled. "Understood."
She turned to leave.
"One more thing."
"Yes?"
"I want you to personally handle the job," Genesis added.
Diane said nothing in response, and left.
Genesis felt a pair of arms encircling her waist.
"Are you sure that's wise, Eve?" Sabren asked her.
The woman turned to face him. "I'm taking over this operation," she stated. "It's time for a shift in power. To Hell with their orders."
Genesis drew on her cigarette, pulling the smoke in deep. She blew the smoke out of her nose much the way a dragon would. "The children of Big Boss are the whole reason why they were able to accomplish their goals, but yet we get no recognition. We're puppets, just as anyone else is. I'm starting a new world order. I will destroy the Patriots and then we will take their place."
"You're insane! Nobody fights the Patriots and wins," Sabren said. "Aren't there other ways to get recognition?" He looked at her with his deep brown eyes. "I don't want to lose you."
Eve smiled, running her fingers through Sabren's long, jet-black ponytail. "Don't worry. We've got Metal Gear Shadow, and a whole army willing to die for us. And soon, we'll have an entire arsenal of Metal Gears to protect us."
Sabren frowned. "I don't know, Eve. It's rather risky."
"But think of the rewards!" she rebutted. "Wouldn't it be nice to rule the entire world and get the respect we deserve?"
The woman leaned in to kiss his lips, but he stopped her with his hand.
"What's the matter?" Genesis asked, knitting her brow.
"I just can't stop thinking about you and Solid Snake. I hate the fact that someone else had you."
Eve danced her fingers on his chest. "Come on," she urged. "It's not like he wanted it to happen. And I only did it for the cause. I owe my father that much, at least." She took his earlobe into her mouth, nibbling gently on it. "I need you," she purred softly.
Sabren gave into his desire, despite his reservations and swept his lover up in his arms, kissing her passionately.
***
Frost went back to her quarters and sat down on her bunk. She pulled a box containing Jack's things over to her and looked through it.
There was his sneaking suit. Frost ran her cold hands over the seemingly seamless material. It was beautifully constructed and, she noted with a slight smile on her face, that it smelled pleasantly like him too.
Diane next unsheathed his blade, testing out the balance with a few swipes. "Jack was always great with a sword," she thought, remembering his combat style from their childhood. "I could never quite get the hang of these things…"
At the bottom of the box was a leather pouch. Frost picked it up and opened it. Inside was a photograph of an infant boy. He was lying in Jack's arms with a great big, toothless smile on his face. He was dressed in a blue layette with little white lambs on it. It complimented his big blue eyes. He had his father's beautiful eyes.
A tear ran down Frost's cheek.
"Don't worry," she told the baby in the picture. "I won't let you become an orphan like your father and I were."
***
"You called, Genesis?" Rose asked, stepping into the woman's private quarters.
"Yes, I did." She gestured towards the couch. "Please, have a seat."
Rosemary sat down.
"I was just wondering if you've heard anything new from your superiors?" Genesis asked.
She shook her head. "No, though I do expect to be hearing from them soon."
"I see," she said, resting her hand on her chin. "And how is Jack doing with his new implants?"
"Remarkably well," replied Rose. "From the looks of it, he won't have to spend any time in the tube to heal."
"Excellent," she said.
"How about your project?"
Genesis laughed. "Project? Well I suppose you could call it that." She placed her hand on her abdomen, caressing it softly. "I'm almost certain that it was a success. I ovulated this morning. That's why I was so anxious when I called you yesterday. I didn't want to wait around until next month to try again."
"How's Dr. Knight taking it?"
"Pretty well, considering the circumstances."
"That's good," said Rose, looking at her watch. "Well, I should check in on the 'good doctor' and her patient." She headed for the door.
"Rose?"
She turned her head to look back. "Yes…?"
Rosemary saw the gun, but by that point it was too late. She didn't hear it fire due to the attached suppressor. She only felt the white hot fire of the bullet as it burst through her skull. Still alive, she reached for her own gun, but Genesis fired again, this time leaving a hole in her hand. And just to be sure, she shot another bullet into her heart.
The woman's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fell to the ground in a pool of her own blood. Rose was dead.
Sabren came out of the washroom in a robe, brushing his teeth. He looked over at the corpse, then at Genesis.
"I've gotten rid of the Patriots' lackey," she explained.
He nodded and continued to brush his teeth.
Eve holstered her gun and lit up another cigarette. She raised it in the air in a kind of mock toast over Rose.
"To the new world order!"
She was about to take another drag, but snuffed the cigarette out instead. Genesis Snake rubbed her stomach again.
"I've got to take care of you," she said. "You're my future."
Eve smiled as she got an idea. "If you're a boy, I'll call you Cain."
Author's Notes:
Genesis' real name is Eve for a very important reason. For that matter, the name Genesis Snake stems off of the same thing: The story of Adam and Eve. Since Genesis is going to be the mother of a new generation, I found it very appropriate. And also, the reference to her choosing the name Cain for her future son. For those of you who really don't know the story of Adam and Eve well, Cain was their son.
Just for your reference: 30 Russian Rubles=1 American Dollar
On another personal note: "Ding dong the bitch is dead. Which old bitch? The wicked bitch! Ding dong Rosemary is dead!" Yay! LOL!