Revolution for Who
Prologue
100 Miles from the Coast of California
Crescent Island
Snake stood in the rain as the night dragged on. The ravaging waves seemed to attack the beach. Every time the water hit, Snake heard a gunshot and a scream. The causes of his depression? He stood in front of a grave that he, himself, had made. On the face of the stone, the name 'Meryl Silverberg' was carefully carved. No body was buried here, just memories. About five years ago, Snake gave into pain and surrendered to Ocelot. Because of his humane act, Meryl had died. Snake had been given another chance to escape death, but the only one he loved died because of him. Colonel Campbell, Meryl's father, had forgiven Snake for his act. Had he forgiven himself? I would say, not.
He knelt in front of the grave and gently ran his hand down the side. At that same moment, lightning hit a nearby tree causing it to catch on fire. Snake shuddered, hearing the sniper's gunshots again. Images flooded his mind. Meryl getting shot once, twice, three times. She lay on the ground in a puddle of blood and reached for her gun. Unable to reach it, she begged Snake to shoot her. In spite of love, he had not done so. Instead, he left to get a rifle to take out the sniper. When he returned, Meryl was gone. Possibly carried off by sentries. After shooting down the sniper, he was caught in an ambush. The sniper, still alive. He was captured and put on a torture bed. Here was an unexpected family reunion. His brother, whom he never knew about, hated him. He was Liquid Snake, leader of the terrorists. His accomplice, Revolver Ocelot a.k.a. Shalashaska, had been the one to torture Snake. In the case, he was also the one who killed Meryl.
A hand gently placed itself on Snake's shoulder. Snake jumped back to reality and turned away from the grave. His friend, Hal Emmerich a.k.a. Otacon, squatted next to him.
"Come on, Snake. This storm is getting pretty bad." As Snake stood up, the tree that was on fire was finally dying down. Snake glanced at the grave one last time before getting into the passenger side of Otacon's helicopter.
They lifted off slowly, then headed to shore. The wind knocked them around a bit, causing Otacon to yelp a couple of times. Snake didn't care. He would gladly welcome death. He longed for the pain that should have been his. He fantasized his death from a sniper's rifle. He should have been shot and tortured, but instead, a rookie's life for his. People that called him 'Hero' disgusted him.
A giant rumble tore Snake's fantasizing apart. The ocean rumbled as lightning filled the sky. A whirlpool formed in the water, spinning rapidly. Suddenly a spiral of water leaped out of the whirlpool. The water instantly fell back to the ocean, unveiling a metallic dragon. On the side, Snake caught a glimpse of the letters 'R.E.D.'
The dragon had jets that unfolded from inside of the back legs. A blue fire gathered briefly before it was shot off. A giant tidal wave was created from the blast. Otacon started the helicopter at a fast accent as soon as he realized that the wave was headed for them. They pulled out of the way just in time. The helicopter shook as the wave passed beneath them.
An excitement rose in Snake. "Is this a new Metal Gear? I might have the chance to end this once and for all." He thought to himself. Otacon was breathing heavily as he wiped sweat from his forehead.
"Now what?" Otacon asked looking at Snake.
"We find out what that was and where it's going."