Metal Gear Solid: Sons of The Boss

(Draft one, working title)

Me, You and the Snow

A single figure sits on a cold, wooden step, staring at the vast nothingness in front of him. He closed his eyes and embraced the cold, swapping the whiteness of the snow for the darkness inside himself. He calmly brought a cigarette, which had been smoked almost entirely by the wind, to his blue lips. As he inhaled and the warmth spread through his body, his shoulders relaxed and he slipped further into himself.

He was doing something he barely ever does: think about the past. His motto is to live in the present. That both the past and the future are irrelevant, dwelling on the past causes you to die in the present and end your future. But today he thought the risk was worth it.

Thoughts of Meryl entered his mind, bringing both pain and pleasure. The pleasure of their private moments together, the pain of replaying her dieing words. Suddenly a tap on the shoulder dragged him back to reality.

"Meryl?"

"…No, sorry Snake, it's just me…"

"Oh, Hal. What's wrong?"

"Its O.K Snake, you don't have to hide it. I know the pain of losing an important person in your life. You can't hold it in and ignore it, if you do that the pain will consume your existence."

"Yeah well, between you, me and the snow. Meryl was the only person I ever loved…"

"Well thanks a lot Snake!"

"Hal, you know what I mean…"

"Not really no. You've experienced so much, so many different things. You're beyond me, beyond most people. That's your biggest asset and biggest flaw."

"Well enough of this," Snake stood up, towering over Otacon. Threw his cigarette down and crushed it under the heel of his army issue boots ", you didn't come out here to talk to me about life, so what's going on?"

"I've got some info on the Patriot disk you recovered, there was some encrypted information I've managed to get access to."

Otacon swiftly made his way into the wooden house, followed more slowly by Snake.