Rune: I know the drill. Where's 'Spider in the Eva'? Well get off my nut sack, that story is being withheld until my errors with it are complete.
Nick: Errors meaning writer's block.
Rune: One more word you sack of crap...
Nick: Last time in the story Scorpion went up against a squad of Genome soldiers and luckily made it out alive, Sniper Wolf has come back from James' past to haunt him, and Lieutenant Reese has shown his true colors.
Rune: I accomplished a lot last chapter. Oh yeah, to understand this story, read ShardclawKusanagi's 'Metal Gear: Children of Evangelion'. He is the owner of Linn Aramaki and Greg Kinezono, and Tempest Dynasty owns Berserker Demon. Who else... yeah and DarkFusion's characters Drakken, Nagi, and Tot make a brief yet intoxicating appearance.
Shardclaw: Damn right! (Now we are equal.)
Nick: If we owned this we'd be chilling in Canada smoking the legal ganja.
Rune: Also, fuck the corporate world biyotch!!!!
Metal Gear: Sting of the Scorpion
Chapter 5
Things Never Change
FOXHOUND HQ, Reese's Office...
Lieutenant Matthew Reese had been having a trying day. While looking for records of Scorpion the computer had glitched. He knew that Campbell had a hand in it, which by no means disconcerted Reese. Once Scorpion finished off his mission he would be sent to Japan and be no more problem with Reese's rein.
"Wiseman's Committee, I have done as you commanded," Reese said.
"Excellent," a crackly voice said. "We wish to speak with you of the problems in Japan."
Reese's smile turned into a frown. "What happened?"
"The traitor Kaji revealed to Snake the plans for Third Impact. And the psychic went to see Team Warrior."
"Don't worry about them, I have a special guest being prepared to make sure that interference is not an option. Dead Cell will attack and I will not have women with an abundance of guns and breasts ruin my plans."
"I hope you are right Lieutenant Reese. Your father was a great man but truly could not live up to his words. Let us hope that you do not share the same fate."
"And plans are in the works to have Kaji executed by SEELE. It will make the woman think that they are her true enemy," Reese said chuckling.
One of the members of the Wiseman's Committee suddenly barked at him. "That is not important for the moment. Our biggest issue is how we can delay Masterson even more. Let's hope that Shalashaska will hold up his end of the bargain once Masterson gets up to Japan."
Castro HQ, Level 3...
Scorpion found a secluded corner on the third level and leaned against a wall. He was beginning to feel that pain he got each mission. Repeated cuts to his arm meant a small loss of blood, but that was not the pain he was thinking of. Scorpion looked at his left arm and shuddered. The Genome soldiers had good skill with blades and the one that got him was no exception. He dressed the wound and put a bandage over it. Scorpion grabbed a handful of pills out of one of the pouches on his belt and looked them over. Valium, Tylenol, Diazepam, and other tranquilizers and painkillers sat in his hand in bright colors. He shook his head and swallowed them all at once. Feeling the effects begin to take place he slid down the wall. Scorpion started laughing as he looked down at his hands. Each mission they eventually became blood red from all the knife work he had to do. Scorpion drank a little water from his canteen and called Nagu.
"Nagu, this is Scorpion here."
Nagu's face came on the screen. "Buddy, you disappear from the screen for half an hour and then come back looking like WWII."
Scorpion chuckled and lifted Fate from the sheath on his leg. "I was busy with a squad of Genome soldiers."
Nagu whistled as he looked the long knife over. "That must be a lot of cuts."
"I think half of them will count for the full thing."
Nagu frowned, "Are you okay though."
"Just a flesh wound. Some bandages and tranqs took care of it."
"How many you take?"
"A couple..." Scorpion proceeded to fall asleep on the spot.
FOXHOUND HQ...
Colonel Campbell watched the CODEC screens to see if there was any sign of a conversation between Nagu and Scorpion. He couldn't risk losing one of his best recruits in the field under these conditions. Rose had left for Japan with orders not to reveal to anyone who was being sent in a day. Campbell could remember the day when Scorpion had proven himself ready for leadership missions.
It had been slightly over a year ago. China was having several assassination attempts made on the president. Scorpion had been chosen for command of that mission...
"Scorpion, for this mission you are hereby given the rank of Captain and are in command of these men in front of you."
Everyone within audible range of the Colonel's voice grimaced. Scorpion had never actually led a mission but the way he fought never was better than ever.
Scorpion turned the to the other recruits he would be working with on the mission. The higher ups usually paired Scorpion, Linn, and Greg together on missions because between the three of them no enemy forces escaped alive. Two others by the names of Tarantula (Who's hand has healed.) and Bombshell Bear. Bombshell was a genius with explosives of all sorts. Tarantula was another of those recruits who kept trying to be Snake.
"Garland will be providing help through CODEC," Campbell said as he left.
"Wouldn't it be better if he actually came along?" Greg whispered to Linn.
They both laughed for a minute until Scorpion said, "Weapon check."
Bombshell came first opening his vest. On every mission he wore a red bandana that had belonged to his father, an honorable man who had sunk an allied aircraft carrier on a kamikaze mission. "Six C4 packs, ten fragmentation grenades, an RGB6 grenade launcher, and spare ammo cartridges in case you guys forgot some. Would you like fries with that?"
Scorpion moved on to Tarantula. He was decked out in a Sneaking Suit almost the same as the Shadow Moses one. Scorpion shook his head, ever since he put a knife in the guy's hand they didn't seem to be on speaking terms.
"A SOCOM and FAMAS? That's all?" Scorpion scoffed.
Tarantula flipped him the bird and turned towards the helicopter with Captain Masaki already in it.
Scorpion skipped Linn, both knowing that she was using dual DEAs and a crossbow. He stopped in front of Greg and sniggered.
"I believe the count stands at me 87 kills this year and you at 69. Let's hope that you can catch up today," Scorpion said while patting his sniper rifle.
Greg cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe we all aren't maniacs who shouldn't own a gun in the first place. Anyways I've got the standard USP with an M4 with grenade launcher."
Everyone moved to the chopper and strapped in for the flight. They flew for about fifty minutes in uncomfortable silence. Once they reached their destination everyone attached themselves to their ropes and prepared to jump.
The scene below was horrible. Both Delta Force and Seal Team 3 had retreated to the hotel building where the president was being kept. The rest of them were trying to keep the street clear of Chinese mercs. The chopper lowered slightly as both Americans and Chinese alike watched. Scorpion signaled for everyone to jump onto the building they were over.
IT was a hellish experience. Bullets whizzed past them as Greg, Tarantula, and Scorpion gave some cover fire as the others rappelled down to the roof. Once everyone was down Scorpion unveiled a map.
"Okay Garland told me that the Chinese are staying about two buildings up and three across. There should be a large door around back for deliveries. Greg, Bombshell, and myself will go around there. Tarantula and Linn will go inside this building and secure the president's escape route."
Bombshell smiled. "So we get the suicide mission."
"Basically," Greg replied.
Scorpion loaded a cartridge into his PSG1. 'Let's move!"
Linn and Tarantula went through a door into the building while the others went down a fire escape to street level. A lone Chinese mercenary saw them and started screaming. He turned to run but before he had gone two feet he fell with a bullet hole on the back of his head.
Greg and Bombshell turned to look at Scorpion.
"That makes it 88-69."
The streets were streaming with death. Both Chinese and American bodies littered the ground as they moved toward their destination. After cutting a corner one building prior Scorpion looked at the back door.
"Okay, they got two guards and a pretty thick gate. This calls for some explosives," Scorpion said looking at Bombshell.
Bombshell merely smiled and pulled out a bundle of C4. "I'll need some cover fire."
Greg nodded. "Alright, let's get this done with."
Bombshell broke out in a run to get to the shutters. Greg jumped out firing short bursts, taking out both guards with ease. Bombshell attached both C4 to the center and set the timer for five seconds (Note: C4 can be used with both a timer and detonator.) and started sprinting back to the others as the C4 detonated.
Scorpion almost started smiling as he saw mercs coming out of the broken shutter. One raised his rifle and fired a shot at Bombshell's back. He tumbled down with an entrance wound in the small of his back.
Greg saw this too and ran out to pick him up, while Scorpion drew fire with his sniper rifle. Greg pulled him up against the wall.
'I... got 'em," Bombshell said while coughing up blood.
Scorpion smiled weakly. "You sure did buddy."
"What do we do?" Greg asked.
"Let me call Garland," Scorpion said with his hand to his ear.
Garland's face appeared on the CODEC screen. "Scorpion, how's it going?"
"We have a wounded and need to know what kind of injuries we're facing. Bombshell got hit in the small of his back, a little bit off the spine."
Garland's eyebrows went up. "It might have ricocheted off a bone and hit an internal organ. Is he still conscious."
"Just barely."
"Get some pressure on the wound, I'll have a med team waiting for you guys."
"Alright, I'm out."
Scorpion turned to Greg, who had put a bandage on the wound and was pressing down on it. "Stay here with him."
Greg started to protest but saw the look in Scorpion's eyes and shut his mouth.
Scorpion ran toward the blown open shutter and dove into the haze of smoke. Greg held his breath and heard a strangled scream as blood shot out and hit the outside wall. Gunfire and screams filled Greg's ears. He pulled out pair of infared goggles and put them on over his eyes.
He saw at least five bodies on the ground and more falling steadily. One of them started to crawl out but was dragged back in by Scorpion. Moments later the man's intestine were outside of his body.
Greg took off the goggles feeling it would be better to not watch one of his best friends in a killing rampage.
Cuba Base, Level 3...
These images were not being portrayed in Scorpion's mind as he slept in a tranquilized dream. Cold air blasted into the pit he had dug. The air smelled of wild animals and winter.
Scorpion sat in the pit watching through the scope of a sniper rifle. He had arrived in Siberia with three others for an assassination mission. It seemed a little weasel of a German was working as a arms dealer for the Russian Mafia.
One was a soldier Scorpion had met through Greg named Riku Hanabishi. He had a power through which he controlled flames. The other two were a telekinetic guy named Nagi Naoe and his girlfriend Tot.
"You guys see what I see?" Scorpion out the side of his mouth.
"Yeah, a lot of snow," Nagi replied.
Scorpion shook his head and turned his PSG1 slowly. "Our mans moving toward the jeep. Let's see if you win the bet."
Nagi and Scorpion had made a bet that he couldn't hit a target three hundred yards away in this blizzard. Scorpion began moving the rifle slowly. The others held their breath and didn't wince when Scorpion pulled the trigger. Alarms started blaring and yells started coming from that direction.
"That'll be fifty bucks," Scorpion said with a sly grin.
Nagi grumbled and Riku laughed. "I suppose we should go down there and get the rest.
Scorpion shook his head. "You guys go, I'll stay up here for cover fire."
Scorpion had become a true sniper since his arrival at FOXHOUND. He didn't mind sitting in the same place for a week, waiting for the perfect shot.
"Good luck, and don't accidentally shoot yourself in the ass," Scorpion called over his shoulder.
Scorpion's eyes shot open and everything slid into focus: Genome Soldiers. Trihexalon. Reese taking over the mission. His head was a little heavy, but that was to be expected after taking a handful of pain killers. He stood up and looked down at his feet.
There was a level four key card at his feet.
Scorpion stooped and picked it up. It was strange, the key just appearing at his feet. He went to the elevator at the other end of this floor and got in. It had been too easy this time. No one knew he was here except for Castro.
The elevator stopped and a sniper rifle cocked two feet away from his head.
"Freeze," Scorpion's former master said.
Nick: Errors meaning writer's block.
Rune: One more word you sack of crap...
Nick: Last time in the story Scorpion went up against a squad of Genome soldiers and luckily made it out alive, Sniper Wolf has come back from James' past to haunt him, and Lieutenant Reese has shown his true colors.
Rune: I accomplished a lot last chapter. Oh yeah, to understand this story, read ShardclawKusanagi's 'Metal Gear: Children of Evangelion'. He is the owner of Linn Aramaki and Greg Kinezono, and Tempest Dynasty owns Berserker Demon. Who else... yeah and DarkFusion's characters Drakken, Nagi, and Tot make a brief yet intoxicating appearance.
Shardclaw: Damn right! (Now we are equal.)
Nick: If we owned this we'd be chilling in Canada smoking the legal ganja.
Rune: Also, fuck the corporate world biyotch!!!!
Metal Gear: Sting of the Scorpion
Chapter 5
Things Never Change
FOXHOUND HQ, Reese's Office...
Lieutenant Matthew Reese had been having a trying day. While looking for records of Scorpion the computer had glitched. He knew that Campbell had a hand in it, which by no means disconcerted Reese. Once Scorpion finished off his mission he would be sent to Japan and be no more problem with Reese's rein.
"Wiseman's Committee, I have done as you commanded," Reese said.
"Excellent," a crackly voice said. "We wish to speak with you of the problems in Japan."
Reese's smile turned into a frown. "What happened?"
"The traitor Kaji revealed to Snake the plans for Third Impact. And the psychic went to see Team Warrior."
"Don't worry about them, I have a special guest being prepared to make sure that interference is not an option. Dead Cell will attack and I will not have women with an abundance of guns and breasts ruin my plans."
"I hope you are right Lieutenant Reese. Your father was a great man but truly could not live up to his words. Let us hope that you do not share the same fate."
"And plans are in the works to have Kaji executed by SEELE. It will make the woman think that they are her true enemy," Reese said chuckling.
One of the members of the Wiseman's Committee suddenly barked at him. "That is not important for the moment. Our biggest issue is how we can delay Masterson even more. Let's hope that Shalashaska will hold up his end of the bargain once Masterson gets up to Japan."
Castro HQ, Level 3...
Scorpion found a secluded corner on the third level and leaned against a wall. He was beginning to feel that pain he got each mission. Repeated cuts to his arm meant a small loss of blood, but that was not the pain he was thinking of. Scorpion looked at his left arm and shuddered. The Genome soldiers had good skill with blades and the one that got him was no exception. He dressed the wound and put a bandage over it. Scorpion grabbed a handful of pills out of one of the pouches on his belt and looked them over. Valium, Tylenol, Diazepam, and other tranquilizers and painkillers sat in his hand in bright colors. He shook his head and swallowed them all at once. Feeling the effects begin to take place he slid down the wall. Scorpion started laughing as he looked down at his hands. Each mission they eventually became blood red from all the knife work he had to do. Scorpion drank a little water from his canteen and called Nagu.
"Nagu, this is Scorpion here."
Nagu's face came on the screen. "Buddy, you disappear from the screen for half an hour and then come back looking like WWII."
Scorpion chuckled and lifted Fate from the sheath on his leg. "I was busy with a squad of Genome soldiers."
Nagu whistled as he looked the long knife over. "That must be a lot of cuts."
"I think half of them will count for the full thing."
Nagu frowned, "Are you okay though."
"Just a flesh wound. Some bandages and tranqs took care of it."
"How many you take?"
"A couple..." Scorpion proceeded to fall asleep on the spot.
FOXHOUND HQ...
Colonel Campbell watched the CODEC screens to see if there was any sign of a conversation between Nagu and Scorpion. He couldn't risk losing one of his best recruits in the field under these conditions. Rose had left for Japan with orders not to reveal to anyone who was being sent in a day. Campbell could remember the day when Scorpion had proven himself ready for leadership missions.
It had been slightly over a year ago. China was having several assassination attempts made on the president. Scorpion had been chosen for command of that mission...
"Scorpion, for this mission you are hereby given the rank of Captain and are in command of these men in front of you."
Everyone within audible range of the Colonel's voice grimaced. Scorpion had never actually led a mission but the way he fought never was better than ever.
Scorpion turned the to the other recruits he would be working with on the mission. The higher ups usually paired Scorpion, Linn, and Greg together on missions because between the three of them no enemy forces escaped alive. Two others by the names of Tarantula (Who's hand has healed.) and Bombshell Bear. Bombshell was a genius with explosives of all sorts. Tarantula was another of those recruits who kept trying to be Snake.
"Garland will be providing help through CODEC," Campbell said as he left.
"Wouldn't it be better if he actually came along?" Greg whispered to Linn.
They both laughed for a minute until Scorpion said, "Weapon check."
Bombshell came first opening his vest. On every mission he wore a red bandana that had belonged to his father, an honorable man who had sunk an allied aircraft carrier on a kamikaze mission. "Six C4 packs, ten fragmentation grenades, an RGB6 grenade launcher, and spare ammo cartridges in case you guys forgot some. Would you like fries with that?"
Scorpion moved on to Tarantula. He was decked out in a Sneaking Suit almost the same as the Shadow Moses one. Scorpion shook his head, ever since he put a knife in the guy's hand they didn't seem to be on speaking terms.
"A SOCOM and FAMAS? That's all?" Scorpion scoffed.
Tarantula flipped him the bird and turned towards the helicopter with Captain Masaki already in it.
Scorpion skipped Linn, both knowing that she was using dual DEAs and a crossbow. He stopped in front of Greg and sniggered.
"I believe the count stands at me 87 kills this year and you at 69. Let's hope that you can catch up today," Scorpion said while patting his sniper rifle.
Greg cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe we all aren't maniacs who shouldn't own a gun in the first place. Anyways I've got the standard USP with an M4 with grenade launcher."
Everyone moved to the chopper and strapped in for the flight. They flew for about fifty minutes in uncomfortable silence. Once they reached their destination everyone attached themselves to their ropes and prepared to jump.
The scene below was horrible. Both Delta Force and Seal Team 3 had retreated to the hotel building where the president was being kept. The rest of them were trying to keep the street clear of Chinese mercs. The chopper lowered slightly as both Americans and Chinese alike watched. Scorpion signaled for everyone to jump onto the building they were over.
IT was a hellish experience. Bullets whizzed past them as Greg, Tarantula, and Scorpion gave some cover fire as the others rappelled down to the roof. Once everyone was down Scorpion unveiled a map.
"Okay Garland told me that the Chinese are staying about two buildings up and three across. There should be a large door around back for deliveries. Greg, Bombshell, and myself will go around there. Tarantula and Linn will go inside this building and secure the president's escape route."
Bombshell smiled. "So we get the suicide mission."
"Basically," Greg replied.
Scorpion loaded a cartridge into his PSG1. 'Let's move!"
Linn and Tarantula went through a door into the building while the others went down a fire escape to street level. A lone Chinese mercenary saw them and started screaming. He turned to run but before he had gone two feet he fell with a bullet hole on the back of his head.
Greg and Bombshell turned to look at Scorpion.
"That makes it 88-69."
The streets were streaming with death. Both Chinese and American bodies littered the ground as they moved toward their destination. After cutting a corner one building prior Scorpion looked at the back door.
"Okay, they got two guards and a pretty thick gate. This calls for some explosives," Scorpion said looking at Bombshell.
Bombshell merely smiled and pulled out a bundle of C4. "I'll need some cover fire."
Greg nodded. "Alright, let's get this done with."
Bombshell broke out in a run to get to the shutters. Greg jumped out firing short bursts, taking out both guards with ease. Bombshell attached both C4 to the center and set the timer for five seconds (Note: C4 can be used with both a timer and detonator.) and started sprinting back to the others as the C4 detonated.
Scorpion almost started smiling as he saw mercs coming out of the broken shutter. One raised his rifle and fired a shot at Bombshell's back. He tumbled down with an entrance wound in the small of his back.
Greg saw this too and ran out to pick him up, while Scorpion drew fire with his sniper rifle. Greg pulled him up against the wall.
'I... got 'em," Bombshell said while coughing up blood.
Scorpion smiled weakly. "You sure did buddy."
"What do we do?" Greg asked.
"Let me call Garland," Scorpion said with his hand to his ear.
Garland's face appeared on the CODEC screen. "Scorpion, how's it going?"
"We have a wounded and need to know what kind of injuries we're facing. Bombshell got hit in the small of his back, a little bit off the spine."
Garland's eyebrows went up. "It might have ricocheted off a bone and hit an internal organ. Is he still conscious."
"Just barely."
"Get some pressure on the wound, I'll have a med team waiting for you guys."
"Alright, I'm out."
Scorpion turned to Greg, who had put a bandage on the wound and was pressing down on it. "Stay here with him."
Greg started to protest but saw the look in Scorpion's eyes and shut his mouth.
Scorpion ran toward the blown open shutter and dove into the haze of smoke. Greg held his breath and heard a strangled scream as blood shot out and hit the outside wall. Gunfire and screams filled Greg's ears. He pulled out pair of infared goggles and put them on over his eyes.
He saw at least five bodies on the ground and more falling steadily. One of them started to crawl out but was dragged back in by Scorpion. Moments later the man's intestine were outside of his body.
Greg took off the goggles feeling it would be better to not watch one of his best friends in a killing rampage.
Cuba Base, Level 3...
These images were not being portrayed in Scorpion's mind as he slept in a tranquilized dream. Cold air blasted into the pit he had dug. The air smelled of wild animals and winter.
Scorpion sat in the pit watching through the scope of a sniper rifle. He had arrived in Siberia with three others for an assassination mission. It seemed a little weasel of a German was working as a arms dealer for the Russian Mafia.
One was a soldier Scorpion had met through Greg named Riku Hanabishi. He had a power through which he controlled flames. The other two were a telekinetic guy named Nagi Naoe and his girlfriend Tot.
"You guys see what I see?" Scorpion out the side of his mouth.
"Yeah, a lot of snow," Nagi replied.
Scorpion shook his head and turned his PSG1 slowly. "Our mans moving toward the jeep. Let's see if you win the bet."
Nagi and Scorpion had made a bet that he couldn't hit a target three hundred yards away in this blizzard. Scorpion began moving the rifle slowly. The others held their breath and didn't wince when Scorpion pulled the trigger. Alarms started blaring and yells started coming from that direction.
"That'll be fifty bucks," Scorpion said with a sly grin.
Nagi grumbled and Riku laughed. "I suppose we should go down there and get the rest.
Scorpion shook his head. "You guys go, I'll stay up here for cover fire."
Scorpion had become a true sniper since his arrival at FOXHOUND. He didn't mind sitting in the same place for a week, waiting for the perfect shot.
"Good luck, and don't accidentally shoot yourself in the ass," Scorpion called over his shoulder.
Scorpion's eyes shot open and everything slid into focus: Genome Soldiers. Trihexalon. Reese taking over the mission. His head was a little heavy, but that was to be expected after taking a handful of pain killers. He stood up and looked down at his feet.
There was a level four key card at his feet.
Scorpion stooped and picked it up. It was strange, the key just appearing at his feet. He went to the elevator at the other end of this floor and got in. It had been too easy this time. No one knew he was here except for Castro.
The elevator stopped and a sniper rifle cocked two feet away from his head.
"Freeze," Scorpion's former master said.
