Author: The Sorrow
Date: July 29, 2005
Disclaimer: You know I do not own MGS.
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Session III - Nowhere to Hide
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"When Raiden gave me his finishing strike, with that powerful blade..." Solidus leaned against the wall, "... He penetrated my suit, but the cut was not successful enough to pierce my flesh."
Snake was leaning on the same wall, at the opposite side. "I managed to make it there in time when your dirge was sang."
"If you meant my fall against a state symbol, that sent me to a deep slumber that lasted a few months"
"A coma for all this time."
"Correct. Immediately after I was released from the hospital, I went to the government offices to withdraw what belongs to me. One of those things, is this powerful suit that enhances my human abilities." As Solidus explained, he examined his suit.
"It must have taken you quite a few paper signing to get your equipment back." Solid Snake smirked.
"I tried a different approach."
"What would that be?"
"Figure it out on your own, boy; they do not call us 'Snakes' for nothing."
"The old family tradition..." A quick puase was summoned, "...so what brings you to this place?"
"Honest to say, it was for the rebirth of Metal Gear. I am pursuing the solution to the Patriots, but now, my plans have changed: revenge."
"Revenge?"
"Not against you, nor for that day, but for making me look like a fool..."
"Sounds pretty lame."
"Not by locking me in this cell, but for other reasons... all in corruption..."
"Corruption... Well, whatever it is, we cannot stick here and share dark lives."
"I agree. We must find a way to escape from..." Before Solidus could finish his statement, his attention was raped by strange waves that walked down the aisle.
"...It can't be..." Solid, recognizing such thing, pulled his back from the wall.
The waved figure eased in front of Solid Snake's cell bars. At that same second, a quick flash sliced the cell bars against each other. The waves were suddenly replaced by the previous life vessel known as "Ninja".
"At ease, I am not here to make your day any worse." Ninja stood straight, with its sword at its side.
"... Why does it keep returning...?" Snake whispered to himself, not removing himself from his defensing posture. "How can you prove that?"
"By not killing you..." Ninja spoke, not revealing its sexual identity by its voice, but by faking it.
"Release my brother, and I will grant you the benefit of the doubt." Snake commanded.
"If it will help you..." Ninja jumped to the side, slicing Solidus' cell bars apart with one quick swing.
"Wait... Were you not..." Solidus said as he walke dout of his jail cell.
"Let us hurry, Snakes, because by the Midnight, anarchy shall be accomplished." Ninja interrupted. "Here"
Ninja handed Solid Snake an M4, while Solidus Snake received an AMS-74U. Ninja, quickly took its exit.
Snake walked out of his jail cell as well. He looked at his brother. "I guess we need to sneak our way quickly."
"We need to take a different approach." Solidus answered.
"Psyche Raven?"
"Exactly. It would be no use for us to sneak to sneak in."
"So, we just infiltrate this base knowing that they will be expecting us?"
"We have our arms now, and I highly deny your physical ability."
"Well, I can count on not running out of bullets..." Solid Snake fixed his bandanna with his free hand.
"Join the party..." Solidus fixed the bandanna on his head used as an eye-patch.
Solid smirked. "Lets go!"
"Do not give me orders!" Solidus ran out of the jail cells, following Solid.
"Sir! We have an emergency!" A soldier yelled out as he entered the operating room.
"...What is it...?" A man with long blond hair was looking out the window. His blue eyes analyzed the various jet planes set on the first level.
"An intruder has reached the premises and is wiping out our men!" The soldier stood at attention while the other soldier and the computer operators stopped to listen to the news.
"Why is anyone taking care of the intruder as commanded?" The blond man had its arms crossed while his trenchcoat waved with the cold air that sneaked from the garage gates.
"... W-We tried Sir...B-But... this man seems to be uncanny..." "What do you mean?"
"We have wasted a full metal jacket on this man, but he w-won't die..."
"Your aim needs improvising."
"I l-lie to you not, sir, we have made perfect hits, but this man, creature... He keeps attacking us, killing our men... Sir, I think we are dealing with something from the g-grave..."
"Ridiculous!"
Condor stood up from his seat. "I will take care of him! Bullets should never do what the human strenght can take care!"
"Ease your brutal confrontations with meaningless curious drifters, I shall take care of this individual without breakign a sweat." Eagle stated while he leaned against the window frame.
"Why you...!" Condor tightened his fists at Eagle.
"Condor, let Eagle take care of the problem. I have a task for you." The blond man stated. "We need to complete the necessary accomodatios for our project..." With that said, the blond man uncrossed his arms to reveal his metallic and spiked arm.
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"I thank you all for reviwing this story that is gradually coming to a climax. I would like to also thank to everyone for pointing out my mistakes, as well as I apologize for them; I write this at night when I am drowsy and dead tired, so I tend to do a few mistakes, again, I apologize and I will review everything at the completion of this story for mistakes and a few additional notes. Please, if you have any comments or any other things, fell free to do so. Thank you again everyone!" - The Sorrow