Disclaimer: I do own Metal Gear Solid, but the story plot has been altered,
and new characters have been added. I hope you enjoy. R&R please, this is
my first fan fiction, so try not to flame too much.
Metal Gear Solid
Chapter 1: How it all began...
Solid Snake wakes up in a room which appears to be a cell and tries to think back what had happened and where he is. He has a flashback and remembers that he was out sledding with his dogs and armed guards appeared out of nowhere with their snow camo and one of them rifle butted him and he passed out. As he looks around, he notices that he doesn't have any of his gear he was wearing and that he is totally stark naked. He doesn't know who did this to him and he wants to find out right away. After gathering his thoughts, he hears footsteps walking down the hallway just outside his cell door. The door slides open, and to his surprise he's looking at his old time friend and former commanding officer.
"Colonel?! What is all this about? Why did you have guards knock me out? If this is some plan in trying to get me into Fox-Hound, I don't on plan on joining again. My days with Fox-Hound are over."
"Snake calm down...This isn't about me trying to convince you to get back into Fox-Hound. This is an important matter between you, the Secretary of Defense, the ARMSTECH President, the DARPA chief, and the President of the United States. I was sent out to find you and request you join this operation."
"What operation? What is all this about!?"
"I'm about to explain that to you...6 hours ago, the DARPA chief and the President of ARMSTECH were taken hostage by an unknown group of terrorists. They are located on an island off the Alaskan coast called Shadow Moses. We are here to inform you about the situation and prepare you to infiltrate the island and retrieve the DARPA chief and the ARMSTECH president."
"Why me of all people? You could have found someone else for this job. I am no longer part of Fox-Hound and I'm off the governments list." "I know Snake, but the President has his reasons. The President and the Secretary requested me to come and get you, because you were the only one up to the job."
"So basically, they want me to save their worthless butt's...right?"
"Pretty much."
As the Colonel and Snake were going over the mission plans and how Snake was going to be inserted into the compound, someone else was walking down the corridor. The door slid open, and a woman in a doctor's coat entered the cell with a tray. On the tray was a syringe, and a bottle of bluish looking liquid.
"Snake, this is Dr. Naomi Campbell. She's going to give you a shot to protect you against the freezing temperatures of the water, so that way when you swim to the compound after ditching the delivery vehicle, you won't freeze to death."
"Great...I hate shots. I'm assuming she's the one who strip searched me ?"
"Yes." Dr. Naomi replied. "It's very interesting that THE famous Snake doesn't carry any weapons with him when he's out and about hmm?"
"I don't have to rely on guns all the time. Sometimes its hand-to-hand combat that determines who has the will to survive."
Doctor Naomi was finished preparing the shot and injected the serum into Snake. Snake gave a grunt and relaxed.
"Now that wasn't bad at all was it?" Dr. Naomi replied.
"No, but do I get a lollipop?" Snake answered back.
"Haha. I'm being hit on by the famous SOLID SNAKE. I find that quite amusing."
Dr. Naomi walks out of the cell, and once again the colonel and Snake are alone in the cell. There was a odd pause of silence. Then the colonel broke it.
"Snake, you're not going to be armed when you enter the compound. So you're going to have to arm yourself with whatever you can find on site. All we can give you is a pair of field binoculars, your state-of-the-art sneaking suit, and your swim gear. I'm sorry. You're codec frequency will be 140.96. If you wish to contact me at any given time, my frequency is 141.98."
Snake made a quick mental note of the colonel's frequency number. He said to himself, 'It might come in handy sooner or later.'The colonel turned and began to walk to the cell door. He paused for a minute, and turned around.
"Snake, I want you to be at the torpedo launch tubes by 2230 hours tonight. The guards will let you out. Your equipment will be there waiting for you. You know the procedure...and here...'the colonel pulls out a pack of cigarettes' ...I managed to save these for you. I figured you're going to need them."
"Thanks colonel..."
Metal Gear Solid
Chapter 1: How it all began...
Solid Snake wakes up in a room which appears to be a cell and tries to think back what had happened and where he is. He has a flashback and remembers that he was out sledding with his dogs and armed guards appeared out of nowhere with their snow camo and one of them rifle butted him and he passed out. As he looks around, he notices that he doesn't have any of his gear he was wearing and that he is totally stark naked. He doesn't know who did this to him and he wants to find out right away. After gathering his thoughts, he hears footsteps walking down the hallway just outside his cell door. The door slides open, and to his surprise he's looking at his old time friend and former commanding officer.
"Colonel?! What is all this about? Why did you have guards knock me out? If this is some plan in trying to get me into Fox-Hound, I don't on plan on joining again. My days with Fox-Hound are over."
"Snake calm down...This isn't about me trying to convince you to get back into Fox-Hound. This is an important matter between you, the Secretary of Defense, the ARMSTECH President, the DARPA chief, and the President of the United States. I was sent out to find you and request you join this operation."
"What operation? What is all this about!?"
"I'm about to explain that to you...6 hours ago, the DARPA chief and the President of ARMSTECH were taken hostage by an unknown group of terrorists. They are located on an island off the Alaskan coast called Shadow Moses. We are here to inform you about the situation and prepare you to infiltrate the island and retrieve the DARPA chief and the ARMSTECH president."
"Why me of all people? You could have found someone else for this job. I am no longer part of Fox-Hound and I'm off the governments list." "I know Snake, but the President has his reasons. The President and the Secretary requested me to come and get you, because you were the only one up to the job."
"So basically, they want me to save their worthless butt's...right?"
"Pretty much."
As the Colonel and Snake were going over the mission plans and how Snake was going to be inserted into the compound, someone else was walking down the corridor. The door slid open, and a woman in a doctor's coat entered the cell with a tray. On the tray was a syringe, and a bottle of bluish looking liquid.
"Snake, this is Dr. Naomi Campbell. She's going to give you a shot to protect you against the freezing temperatures of the water, so that way when you swim to the compound after ditching the delivery vehicle, you won't freeze to death."
"Great...I hate shots. I'm assuming she's the one who strip searched me ?"
"Yes." Dr. Naomi replied. "It's very interesting that THE famous Snake doesn't carry any weapons with him when he's out and about hmm?"
"I don't have to rely on guns all the time. Sometimes its hand-to-hand combat that determines who has the will to survive."
Doctor Naomi was finished preparing the shot and injected the serum into Snake. Snake gave a grunt and relaxed.
"Now that wasn't bad at all was it?" Dr. Naomi replied.
"No, but do I get a lollipop?" Snake answered back.
"Haha. I'm being hit on by the famous SOLID SNAKE. I find that quite amusing."
Dr. Naomi walks out of the cell, and once again the colonel and Snake are alone in the cell. There was a odd pause of silence. Then the colonel broke it.
"Snake, you're not going to be armed when you enter the compound. So you're going to have to arm yourself with whatever you can find on site. All we can give you is a pair of field binoculars, your state-of-the-art sneaking suit, and your swim gear. I'm sorry. You're codec frequency will be 140.96. If you wish to contact me at any given time, my frequency is 141.98."
Snake made a quick mental note of the colonel's frequency number. He said to himself, 'It might come in handy sooner or later.'The colonel turned and began to walk to the cell door. He paused for a minute, and turned around.
"Snake, I want you to be at the torpedo launch tubes by 2230 hours tonight. The guards will let you out. Your equipment will be there waiting for you. You know the procedure...and here...'the colonel pulls out a pack of cigarettes' ...I managed to save these for you. I figured you're going to need them."
"Thanks colonel..."