Guess who's back, back again. Rune is back, tell a friend. Rub my back, rub my back, rub my back. Oh my God, I created a monster, because no one wants Rune they want Scorpion, I'm chopped liver. Well if you want Scorpion this is what I'll give ya. A whole new chapter for you to drool over.
Nick: That rap sucked ass.
Rune: Quiet you pot smoking son of a bitch.
Nick: Look who's talking 'Senor Bong'.
Rune: All new chapter right here, right now. Last time, Scorpion discovered the true purpose of Castro's base. The Genome soldiers are just a front for Trihexalon, a biological that doesn't spread. And we came face to face with the Cuban himself.
Nick, with Hideo Kojima holding a gun to his head: We do not own anything in this fic except for Scorpion, Nagu Masaki, and a new 'Wanker Man', Lieutenant Matthew Reese. Greg is owned by Shardclaw Kusanagi. And of course Metal Gear....
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RuneKnightPictures Proudly Presents: Metal Gear: Sting of the Scorpion
Chapter 4
The Eyes of a Scorpion
Castro HQ, Level Five...
A well-lit room, decorated with William Blake paintings showing our man Dante going down into hell. A monitor is playing Scorpion's battle for the elevator earlier. Again and again it replayed Scorpion flipping over two guards and knifing them in the back.
"It as you said Wolf, he is proceeding with great skill," Castro said from a leather armchair.
A woman came out into the light of the monitor. She has long dirty blond hair and is in a skintight (I love that word.) jumpsuit and is holding a sniper rifle.
"Of course Fidel, I trained him in sniping. Knives were just something that he picked up and excelled at."
"I do not see why the La-li-lu-le-lo had to send him here instead of anybody else."
Wolf frowned. "The Patriots have Lieutenant Reese in the palm of their hands and want to control the 'abilities' of many FOXHOUND recruits. Kinezono passed his test against Liquid and Metal Gear and will soon fight an Angel. James is a special case. He has no powers. Yet, in the sixteen years of his life, he has killed more people than the 'White Devil' himself."
Castro laughed and inhaled from his cigar. "And is that the whole truth?"
"And we are to keep him from Japan for as long as possible."
"And why is that?"
"James must not meet the Second Child. They are alike. Losing their parents, being trained as children to be killers, and alone. The Patriots know they will connect immediately. After her defeat by the Fourteenth Angel, she will hate all those around her. This is key to the Patriot's plan. If James is around, he will share the pain as if it is wine. Or should I say, tranquilizers."
Level Two,
Scorpion jumped out of the elevator and sliced the guard's throat with a stiletto. He peeked around the corner, seeing it was empty, activated his CODEC.
"Colonel, this is Scorpion. I have reached Level 3 and have taken care of the guard of its elevator."
Colonel Campbell smiled. "Good work Scorpion, with any hope we may finish this without any civilian casualties."
"Yeah, big deal. Even if I destroy the Trihexalon, there is still the thousand Genome soldiers to deal with."
"Scorpion, pay attention. Captain Masaki will roll out the red carpet when Castro and the Trihexalon are dealt with. Now, you should... What the hell!!!"
Mei-Ling shouted off screen, "What are you doing?"
"You are hereby removed from this mission. Go take care of your men in Japan." Lieutenant Reese's face showed up on the CODEC screen. "Good afternoon Scorpion."
Scorpion nearly ripped of the CODEC from his wrist. "Put the Colonel back on!"
Lieutenant Reese gave a tobacco stained smile. "I'm sorry Scorpion, but the Department of Defense feels that the situation now deserves better leadership."
"Why?"
"Castro has issued a threat to the United States that if we do not yield all of our nuclear weapons to them they will release the Trihexalon into our drinking water. And the DOD felt I was best suited for this task. Now, get back to work you lazy teenager. If I had my way, all of you 'special' freaks would be locked up and submitted for testing."
Scorpion smirked, "I'm sure that is your greatest wish."
Scorpion turned off the CODEC and went to the armory.
FOXHOUND HQ...
Colonel Campbell and Mei-Ling ran to the Tokyo-3 Control Center and punched in the access code. There was only one person in the room, Rose.
"Rose, I need you to go to Japan immediately," Campbell said.
Rose looked up. "Why?"
"Now is not a good time to be here. And you'd be safer in Japan than here. Just deliver one message, 'Help is on the way'."
"Who will it be?"
"Scorpion. But don't tell them, the Patriots have very good ears. Greg will know right away who it is."
"Are you sure he is the right choice?" Rose asked.
"With what is about to go down, his skills will be needed."
"Alright. I'll get Charlie ready and be on my way. Anything else?"
"Yes, all files containing Scorpion's name, persona, and even weapon preferences must be deleted immediately."
"All of them?"
"From the day we found him, to today, absolutely nothing."
Eight Years Ago...
U.S. Special Forces were combing Shadow Moses Island for any survivors after the incident. They had now reached the housing for employees and opened the door to one.
"All rooms appear to be clear," the Commander said.
He heard a gasp next to him and saw that the Sergeant to his right had blood streaming from his mouth. The cause, a bullet hole in his neck.
"Get Hennessy (Not the drink... Mmmmmm... Hennessy.) out of here!!" the Commander screamed. "Whoever is in here, throw your weapon over here."
"Fine," a voice replied. A knife flew out of the darkness and struck the wall to the left. All the lights on the ends of their M4s went on. A young boy standing in a corner was illuminated. The comical part about it was, the kid was holding a sniper rifle twice his size.
The Commander yelled, "Hit him with the M92!"
A dart flew from the muzzle of a gun and struck the boy in the neck. The Commander picked up a radio.
"Colonel, this is Commander Matthews. We have found a survivor in the housing development. Sector 87-01. Subject appears to be male, age 8-11. Was found holding a PSG1 sniper rifle. Requested action?"
Colonel Campbell remained silent for a moment. "Bring him in."
FOXHOUND Training Facilities, 2013...
This had been several years ago. The subject had been brought into American custody and after a year of investigation, James Masterson, then age 9, had been released to FOXHOUND. This had followed a near successful bloody coup.
(Maryland)
Nick: Aren't you going to go into it?
Rune: I will give this much info butt-puncher, 13 deaths and five injuries.
Nick: Got damn! How many people tried to escape?
Rune: Uno my weed smoking friend.
Nick: Now that is pretty unbelievable.
Rune: Everything in Metal Gear Solid is unbelievable, that is why it is kick ass. And also why I am patiently expecting 'Metal Gear Solid: Twin Snakes'.
(And now back to our regularly scheduled programming.)
Raiden and Snake were popping into a sniping lecture being given by a recruit who had finally been given his codename, Silent Scorpion. On the sniping range, this kid was considered king. From what they heard, Scorpion spent half the time giving corny jokes and the other half raving over sniping and how it is done. They took seats near the back and watched Scorpion begin.
"And I am going to go straight to the point today. In harsh filed conditions, such as blizzards and sand storms, you must use proper protection for your rifle. And I do not mean fitting a condom on the end of the barrel."
Half of the recruits and agents groaned. It was a full house today. Not only had Campbell sent fresh recruit sin, but dozens of agents from the BATF, FBI, CIA, NSA, and DEA had come to find out everything there is to no about sniping.
One recruit who went by the codename of Tarantula stood up ( I am about to steal a line from Starship Troopers, so sue me.).
"What is the point of sniping when all someone has to do is press the pretty red button and bomb us to hell?"
Scorpion gave a wry smile. "Please lift up your hand."
Tarantula lifted his hand up and screamed out in pain as he fell over. There was now a seven-inch Barlow knife sticking halfway through his hand.
"How can they, or we, push a button if our hands have a knife going through them?" Scorpion asked. "Medic!"
Castro HQ, Level Two,
This was not what was on Scorpion's mind right now. What he was thinking about was how the in God's name he was going to complete his mission without Mei-Ling and Colonel Campbell.
"Shiiiit," he whispered to himself.
Scorpion turned the corner, and came into view of a camera. The alarms started blaring, and Scorpion found himself dodging bullets to run into the armory. He closed the door and locked it behind him. His CODEC started ringing.
'Scorpion, this is Nagu, are you there?"
Scorpion smiled brightly. "I never thought I would be so happy to see your ugly face again."
"Save the sentimentalities for later. I just over heard on the Genome soldier's public radio that they have you trapped inside the Armory."
"You got that right buddy. I have one favor, if my vitals flatline, even for a second, blow this whole base to the ground."
"No way!" Nagu shouted.
"Yes way. This is too big a risk right here. Just set all your weapons to full and blast away."
"But..."
Yet it was too late, Scorpion had turned off the CODEC and turned to the banging door. He lifted his sniper rifle and did something he openly discouraged. He put it at his side to use like an assault weapon. Scorpion then drew with his free hand a seventeen-inch blade. It was similar to those used in ancient Japan to finish off one's opponent in tight quarters when a katana couldn't be drawn. He called it 'Fate'.
"Come and get it."
The doors opened, and Genome soliders started pouring in like hell. Each was armed with a short sword and body armor. As soon as he saw them, Scorpion started firing the sniper rifle, each one went down, but another one took his place. After exhausting his bullets in the clip, he threw aside the rifle and lifted 'Fate' and drew a Barlow knife.
(Insert Nickleback's 'Hero' here.)
Scorpion threw himself into his enemies and began what he thought would be his last battle. He fought with every ounce of energy to gut, disembowel, and slit the throat of every soldier in there. He drew back when he felt his left arm get cut and kept fighting. Scorpion felt that any second now they would overwhelm him. Then he noticed something: No more were coming through the door!
Scorpion grinned and threw the Barlow knife at the Captain and lifted 'Fate' with both hands. He swung the sword in a circular direction, either knocking down the soldiers or killing them. After that, it was a simple matter of teaching the rest of them better manners.
Scorpion slung his rifle over his shoulder and started walking out of the room with elevator pass card in hand.
"As the saying goes... 'Don't piss me off or you're bound to get snuck, stole, and stuck.' Assholes."
Fin
Death to Lieutenant Reese, Pt. 1...
Rune, who is walking out onto the stage: Welcome back true believers, I have come to apologize for my long hiatus from writing. What can I say, school is a bitch. But since you all have been so patient, I have a treat for you. Nick tell 'em what they won!!
Nick: We are going to execute Lieutenant Reese for the whole world to see!
Lieutenant Reese gets thrown onto the stage.
Reese: Crap.
Rune: Reese, let me introduce you to three friends of mine. Solid Snake, Gregory Kinezono, and Evangelion Unit-01!
Cheers from the audience.
Nick: Let the execution begin.
Snake begins by shooting Reese three times in the nutsack.
Rune: That's fucking wrong!
Greg charges up his psychic powers and electrocutes Reese.
Nick: And finally...
Evangelion Unit-01 picks up Reese and turns him into a human Pez Dispenser.
Kaoru: Finally, someone else gets that treatment.
Rune: Shut up Pez Boy.
Nick: That's all folks!!
Nick: That rap sucked ass.
Rune: Quiet you pot smoking son of a bitch.
Nick: Look who's talking 'Senor Bong'.
Rune: All new chapter right here, right now. Last time, Scorpion discovered the true purpose of Castro's base. The Genome soldiers are just a front for Trihexalon, a biological that doesn't spread. And we came face to face with the Cuban himself.
Nick, with Hideo Kojima holding a gun to his head: We do not own anything in this fic except for Scorpion, Nagu Masaki, and a new 'Wanker Man', Lieutenant Matthew Reese. Greg is owned by Shardclaw Kusanagi. And of course Metal Gear....
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RuneKnightPictures Proudly Presents: Metal Gear: Sting of the Scorpion
Chapter 4
The Eyes of a Scorpion
Castro HQ, Level Five...
A well-lit room, decorated with William Blake paintings showing our man Dante going down into hell. A monitor is playing Scorpion's battle for the elevator earlier. Again and again it replayed Scorpion flipping over two guards and knifing them in the back.
"It as you said Wolf, he is proceeding with great skill," Castro said from a leather armchair.
A woman came out into the light of the monitor. She has long dirty blond hair and is in a skintight (I love that word.) jumpsuit and is holding a sniper rifle.
"Of course Fidel, I trained him in sniping. Knives were just something that he picked up and excelled at."
"I do not see why the La-li-lu-le-lo had to send him here instead of anybody else."
Wolf frowned. "The Patriots have Lieutenant Reese in the palm of their hands and want to control the 'abilities' of many FOXHOUND recruits. Kinezono passed his test against Liquid and Metal Gear and will soon fight an Angel. James is a special case. He has no powers. Yet, in the sixteen years of his life, he has killed more people than the 'White Devil' himself."
Castro laughed and inhaled from his cigar. "And is that the whole truth?"
"And we are to keep him from Japan for as long as possible."
"And why is that?"
"James must not meet the Second Child. They are alike. Losing their parents, being trained as children to be killers, and alone. The Patriots know they will connect immediately. After her defeat by the Fourteenth Angel, she will hate all those around her. This is key to the Patriot's plan. If James is around, he will share the pain as if it is wine. Or should I say, tranquilizers."
Level Two,
Scorpion jumped out of the elevator and sliced the guard's throat with a stiletto. He peeked around the corner, seeing it was empty, activated his CODEC.
"Colonel, this is Scorpion. I have reached Level 3 and have taken care of the guard of its elevator."
Colonel Campbell smiled. "Good work Scorpion, with any hope we may finish this without any civilian casualties."
"Yeah, big deal. Even if I destroy the Trihexalon, there is still the thousand Genome soldiers to deal with."
"Scorpion, pay attention. Captain Masaki will roll out the red carpet when Castro and the Trihexalon are dealt with. Now, you should... What the hell!!!"
Mei-Ling shouted off screen, "What are you doing?"
"You are hereby removed from this mission. Go take care of your men in Japan." Lieutenant Reese's face showed up on the CODEC screen. "Good afternoon Scorpion."
Scorpion nearly ripped of the CODEC from his wrist. "Put the Colonel back on!"
Lieutenant Reese gave a tobacco stained smile. "I'm sorry Scorpion, but the Department of Defense feels that the situation now deserves better leadership."
"Why?"
"Castro has issued a threat to the United States that if we do not yield all of our nuclear weapons to them they will release the Trihexalon into our drinking water. And the DOD felt I was best suited for this task. Now, get back to work you lazy teenager. If I had my way, all of you 'special' freaks would be locked up and submitted for testing."
Scorpion smirked, "I'm sure that is your greatest wish."
Scorpion turned off the CODEC and went to the armory.
FOXHOUND HQ...
Colonel Campbell and Mei-Ling ran to the Tokyo-3 Control Center and punched in the access code. There was only one person in the room, Rose.
"Rose, I need you to go to Japan immediately," Campbell said.
Rose looked up. "Why?"
"Now is not a good time to be here. And you'd be safer in Japan than here. Just deliver one message, 'Help is on the way'."
"Who will it be?"
"Scorpion. But don't tell them, the Patriots have very good ears. Greg will know right away who it is."
"Are you sure he is the right choice?" Rose asked.
"With what is about to go down, his skills will be needed."
"Alright. I'll get Charlie ready and be on my way. Anything else?"
"Yes, all files containing Scorpion's name, persona, and even weapon preferences must be deleted immediately."
"All of them?"
"From the day we found him, to today, absolutely nothing."
Eight Years Ago...
U.S. Special Forces were combing Shadow Moses Island for any survivors after the incident. They had now reached the housing for employees and opened the door to one.
"All rooms appear to be clear," the Commander said.
He heard a gasp next to him and saw that the Sergeant to his right had blood streaming from his mouth. The cause, a bullet hole in his neck.
"Get Hennessy (Not the drink... Mmmmmm... Hennessy.) out of here!!" the Commander screamed. "Whoever is in here, throw your weapon over here."
"Fine," a voice replied. A knife flew out of the darkness and struck the wall to the left. All the lights on the ends of their M4s went on. A young boy standing in a corner was illuminated. The comical part about it was, the kid was holding a sniper rifle twice his size.
The Commander yelled, "Hit him with the M92!"
A dart flew from the muzzle of a gun and struck the boy in the neck. The Commander picked up a radio.
"Colonel, this is Commander Matthews. We have found a survivor in the housing development. Sector 87-01. Subject appears to be male, age 8-11. Was found holding a PSG1 sniper rifle. Requested action?"
Colonel Campbell remained silent for a moment. "Bring him in."
FOXHOUND Training Facilities, 2013...
This had been several years ago. The subject had been brought into American custody and after a year of investigation, James Masterson, then age 9, had been released to FOXHOUND. This had followed a near successful bloody coup.
(Maryland)
Nick: Aren't you going to go into it?
Rune: I will give this much info butt-puncher, 13 deaths and five injuries.
Nick: Got damn! How many people tried to escape?
Rune: Uno my weed smoking friend.
Nick: Now that is pretty unbelievable.
Rune: Everything in Metal Gear Solid is unbelievable, that is why it is kick ass. And also why I am patiently expecting 'Metal Gear Solid: Twin Snakes'.
(And now back to our regularly scheduled programming.)
Raiden and Snake were popping into a sniping lecture being given by a recruit who had finally been given his codename, Silent Scorpion. On the sniping range, this kid was considered king. From what they heard, Scorpion spent half the time giving corny jokes and the other half raving over sniping and how it is done. They took seats near the back and watched Scorpion begin.
"And I am going to go straight to the point today. In harsh filed conditions, such as blizzards and sand storms, you must use proper protection for your rifle. And I do not mean fitting a condom on the end of the barrel."
Half of the recruits and agents groaned. It was a full house today. Not only had Campbell sent fresh recruit sin, but dozens of agents from the BATF, FBI, CIA, NSA, and DEA had come to find out everything there is to no about sniping.
One recruit who went by the codename of Tarantula stood up ( I am about to steal a line from Starship Troopers, so sue me.).
"What is the point of sniping when all someone has to do is press the pretty red button and bomb us to hell?"
Scorpion gave a wry smile. "Please lift up your hand."
Tarantula lifted his hand up and screamed out in pain as he fell over. There was now a seven-inch Barlow knife sticking halfway through his hand.
"How can they, or we, push a button if our hands have a knife going through them?" Scorpion asked. "Medic!"
Castro HQ, Level Two,
This was not what was on Scorpion's mind right now. What he was thinking about was how the in God's name he was going to complete his mission without Mei-Ling and Colonel Campbell.
"Shiiiit," he whispered to himself.
Scorpion turned the corner, and came into view of a camera. The alarms started blaring, and Scorpion found himself dodging bullets to run into the armory. He closed the door and locked it behind him. His CODEC started ringing.
'Scorpion, this is Nagu, are you there?"
Scorpion smiled brightly. "I never thought I would be so happy to see your ugly face again."
"Save the sentimentalities for later. I just over heard on the Genome soldier's public radio that they have you trapped inside the Armory."
"You got that right buddy. I have one favor, if my vitals flatline, even for a second, blow this whole base to the ground."
"No way!" Nagu shouted.
"Yes way. This is too big a risk right here. Just set all your weapons to full and blast away."
"But..."
Yet it was too late, Scorpion had turned off the CODEC and turned to the banging door. He lifted his sniper rifle and did something he openly discouraged. He put it at his side to use like an assault weapon. Scorpion then drew with his free hand a seventeen-inch blade. It was similar to those used in ancient Japan to finish off one's opponent in tight quarters when a katana couldn't be drawn. He called it 'Fate'.
"Come and get it."
The doors opened, and Genome soliders started pouring in like hell. Each was armed with a short sword and body armor. As soon as he saw them, Scorpion started firing the sniper rifle, each one went down, but another one took his place. After exhausting his bullets in the clip, he threw aside the rifle and lifted 'Fate' and drew a Barlow knife.
(Insert Nickleback's 'Hero' here.)
Scorpion threw himself into his enemies and began what he thought would be his last battle. He fought with every ounce of energy to gut, disembowel, and slit the throat of every soldier in there. He drew back when he felt his left arm get cut and kept fighting. Scorpion felt that any second now they would overwhelm him. Then he noticed something: No more were coming through the door!
Scorpion grinned and threw the Barlow knife at the Captain and lifted 'Fate' with both hands. He swung the sword in a circular direction, either knocking down the soldiers or killing them. After that, it was a simple matter of teaching the rest of them better manners.
Scorpion slung his rifle over his shoulder and started walking out of the room with elevator pass card in hand.
"As the saying goes... 'Don't piss me off or you're bound to get snuck, stole, and stuck.' Assholes."
Fin
Death to Lieutenant Reese, Pt. 1...
Rune, who is walking out onto the stage: Welcome back true believers, I have come to apologize for my long hiatus from writing. What can I say, school is a bitch. But since you all have been so patient, I have a treat for you. Nick tell 'em what they won!!
Nick: We are going to execute Lieutenant Reese for the whole world to see!
Lieutenant Reese gets thrown onto the stage.
Reese: Crap.
Rune: Reese, let me introduce you to three friends of mine. Solid Snake, Gregory Kinezono, and Evangelion Unit-01!
Cheers from the audience.
Nick: Let the execution begin.
Snake begins by shooting Reese three times in the nutsack.
Rune: That's fucking wrong!
Greg charges up his psychic powers and electrocutes Reese.
Nick: And finally...
Evangelion Unit-01 picks up Reese and turns him into a human Pez Dispenser.
Kaoru: Finally, someone else gets that treatment.
Rune: Shut up Pez Boy.
Nick: That's all folks!!
