Metal Gear Solid:

Untold Mission

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Here's the next chapter.

Chapter 4: Pure Rotten Luck

Big Boss was surprised, as too how easy it had been for him so far, one hell of a lot easier then…Operation Snake Eater for example.

After crossing the canyon, Jack found himself twisting through even more trees and bushes, how damn far into the woods was this place anyways? He had been on his little trek for about fifteen minutes since crossing the bridge now.

A mile my ass-

And then there was a noise. Yelling? Yes, it was someone yelling in another language, a language recognized as Chinese. The yelling was close, yet somehow distant, meaning that he must be fairly close to the base. Tensing, knowing that if he did stumble upon the base, that he would have to be extra careful not to show his face to anyone, and this may be a lot harder then he had thought earlier.

'Naked Snake' pulled on the strap of his backpack, and continued walking. Careful not to make noise he divided his attention between his surroundings, and the yelling that was leading him closer to the base. Then finally he could see something through the thick trees up ahead, something that looked like a chain-link fence.

Just noticing how close the voices had become the adrenaline started pumping. Somehow, being in these circumstances always got his adrenaline pumping as fast as his blood. It was sort of, exciting in some really strange sense. Knowing that your life could very well be on the line, somehow it helped him focus on how crucial his actions were. Thus making him that much more careful in his actions-

-And then the ground collapsed underneath him.

Stacey had always seemed to be a looker. At least, he thought so anyways. Through the few months that he'd known her, he'd somehow fallen for her looks, her smile, and her personality above all else. There was something…energetic, about her presence. Exciting, exhilarating, she always seemed to lighten up the mood even in the darkest of situations.

Sigint frowned inwardly as he followed Stacey, A.K.A Para-Medic, down the hall and toward Major Zero's office. For some unknown reason he had called them to his office a few minutes go. Stacey and he had been eating lunch together, along with a few other FOX operatives.

What could he want?

Sigint stopped, as Stacey did so that she could knock on the door. Major Zero's voice told them to come in. Stacey walked into the room, Sigint following closely. Closing the door silently, Sigint took a seat in one of two seats in front of Major Zero's desk; Stacey was in the other.

Major Zero cleared his voice before speaking. "Jack has run into a few problems in Hanoi…" He stated simply, tone flat and emotionless.

Sigint caught the worried expression flash over Stacey's attractive features. "Is he ok?" She asked, worry just dripping from her words.

The Major nodded, and Sigint could have sworn he heard Stacey sigh in relief. "Thankfully, yes. Jack is fine. But it seems that there are Chinese soldiers dwelling in the forest that surrounds Hanoi. He has reason to believe that EVA has been taken into the base that is said to be somewhere in the forest.

Sigint frowned. "So…what's this got to do with us?"

The Major laughed quietly. "Well, I thought it'd be safe to…"

Beep

Major Zero's hand glided across his desk and grabbed a radio that lied atop a small pile of documents. He pressed a button on the radio and a shaky voice spoke through the static.

"…I…Fell…" The voice stated, long paused between the words.

The Major frowned; Sigint and Stacey leaned forward to hear the conversation. The voice was familiar…and if their memories were right that was the voice of-

"Snake, can you move?" Major Zero questioned, a slight look of worry crossing over his aging features.

Sigint and Stacey had really become curious now and moved around the desk and stood on either side of the Major to listen in.

Why is he calling Jack, Snake again?

"…Yeah…I think I'll…I'll be okay…Damn it…" There were a few more sounds in the background as they listened to Jack's gruff voice speak over the static. "I fell through a trap hole, the goddamn base was right there too!"

"Snake, do you see a way out?" The Major asked.

Silence for a few minutes. "I see…Yeah…I see light. Must be sunlight."

"Alright, good. Snake; try to find a way out. Meanwhile I'm going to put Sigint and Para-Medic in the radio room, I'll make sure their in contact with you constantly. Good luck, soldier."

He could just see the major saluting him now, a cheesy grin plastered onto his wrinkled-to-hell face. Sighing, Jack sat up, and pulled his .45 caliber handgun from its holster.

Better safe then sorry…

Big Boss stood up, his legs feeling like rubber. He had been lying there for a while, dazed that he had actually survived the fall…it seemed like one hell of a fall to.

I've seen more…Just get your ass moving…

Jack complied with the little arrogant voice that dwelled inside his head, and started to walk through the darkness. Each step had to be measured perfectly, the ground had to be checked before stepping. There was no way he was going to fall through another trap hole.

Let alone a hole inside of a cave, who knows where I'd end up? Or if I'd still be alive?

Finally reaching a wall, he used the jagged rock to steer himself in the right directions. The light seemed to be coming from around a corner about fifty yards ahead.

No big task, just watch your step and you'll be fine.

Naked Snake took another few steps. Another…another…and another. Each of the measured, careful steps seemed to be way to time-consuming. He hadn't seen anything so far, so everything was probably cool.

Another step.

He could take off into a mad run and be okay, and get there twice as fast.

Another step-Click.

Big Boss stopped dead in his tracks, his muscles tensing. The mechanical click was followed by a series of other noises. Slowly, Jack lifted his foot from the ground, and slowly the floor of the cave slowly rose back up.

A booby-trap!

Even as the thought passed through his mind, there was a horrible noise behind him, a noise he couldn't quite describe better then rock grinding against rock. The noise was enough to make his eardrums pop, and then the cave started to rock slightly. Spinning around to where the noise seemed to come from, Big Boss watched for the source of the noise, with his handgun raised all the while. And then he saw it.

His eyes widened, and his mouth dropped as the mammoth thing came into view. It crashed into the floor of the cave from somewhere on or in the ceiling. It was huge, it was deadly, and it was…

A fucking boulder!

Big Boss holstered his handgun again and spun around, and broke into a mad dash toward the light, no longer caring about falling into another cave. Anything would be better then being run over by a couple tons of rock! When he finally rounded the corner, he was none to pleased to find that the wall by the corner was rounded-

-The rock will roll right around the corner!

Jack looked over his shoulder momentarily, the hanging line of light bulbs that hung along the ceiling of the cave didn't even register in his mind as awkward, and saw that the boulder crash into the wall. Chips of rock flew in every which way, but it rolled right along the rounded wall, and continued speeding toward him.

Another corner, the same thing happened. Except this time the passage had narrowed considerably, only a few inches between the rock and the walls on either side of it. Not to mention the fact that the route was slanted, and not in his favor, it was going down hill. The slant was slight, but just enough for the boulder to pick up speed.

The significantly large gap between Snake and the deadly boulder was shortening rapidly as they both raced down into the passage. He could see another corner up ahead, about thirty or forty more yards and he'd be there.

If you're not crushed before then! His conscious reminded him spitefully as his legs carried him as fats as they could, the rumble of the boulder behind him getting louder as it got closer-twenty more yards-and closer yet. Sweat was literally pouring off of him as his legs went into overdrive, trying desperately to get away from the boulder, his arms pumping at his sides like some sort of machine.

Notgonnamakeit!

The rumble had gotten as loud as it could, so loud that his ears throbbed. The rubble that the boulder was kicking up was pelting the back of Jack…it was right on him. –A few more feet- and the wall wasn't the same, it was a dead end, the hall was T-shaped, and he could escape the boulder.

Onmyheels!

And Big Boss dove to the left; he could actually feel the wind behind the boulder rush past him as he dove into one of the other corridors, just barely avoiding getting crushed under the huge rock by a few inches. The boulder smashed into a wall only a few feet from where he lay on the rough ground, and exploded into countless jagged pieces on impact.

Rock hailed down on him, as he lay there with his hands over his neck, and his eyes squeezed shut. As the last few rock fragments pelted the cave floor, Snake rolled onto his back and sat up. Pain surged through his forearms, his knees. His pants had been ripped, as was the sleeve of his camouflage jacket, from the fall he had taken to avoid being crushed.

Stop complaining, could have been a lot worse, a lot better then being crushed by rock anyways. Right?

Jack stood up slowly, feeling slightly dazed from his close call. Smirking to himself, Jack turned his radio on, and spoke into it.

Sigint watched Stacey as she rushed over to the radio controls and hastily sat in her chair, picking up the headset as Jack's voice broke through the silence. Sigint too, rushed over to the controls and sat next to Stacey. His attention was diverted when he found that when Stacey had sat down quickly, her mini-skirt had been crumpled up awkwardly and was exposing her thighs-

"Are you okay?" Stacey questioned Jack who had explained what had just happened.

Sigint managed to re-direct his attention to the conversation as he picked up his own headset and listened in.

"Yeah, I'm fine. A few scrapes and bruises but I'm-Oh holy shit!"

Both Sigint and Stacey looked at each other as Jack suddenly cursed. "Jack, what's wrong? What happened? Damn…we lost him." Stacey frowned and put the headset down onto the controls in front of her.

The numerous cocking of gun's made Snake stop in his tracks, every part of his body screaming at him for not checking his surroundings before contacting someone. A soldier, one of many he guessed, ordered him to turn off his radio and turn around to face them. He complied, like a dog would to it's master, but he didn't really have much of a choice. As he turned to face them, several men wielding Automatic weapons were his welcoming.

Pure…rotten…luck…

"Throw your gun in front of you, discard your knife while your at it, and any other weaponry you have." A soldier ordered.

Jack agreed by throwing his .45 Caliber Handgun and his tranquilizer gun onto the ground, followed by his trusty survival knife.

"Now put your hands over your head, and turn around."

Once again he complied, and just as he turned all the way around- there was darkness.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, chockfull of action (sorta) and a bit of suspense. Good chapter? Yes, no? Maybe so? Well tell me what ya think! Which translates into: REVIEW!

And now…the patented…QUESTION!

Do you think there should be a little side story involving Sigint and Stacey A.K.A Para-Medic? As you can see in this chapter, Sigint has developed a bit of an attraction toward Stacey. And I was thinking that with this little side-story type thing goin' on, that it could make chapters longer, but at the same time it could make things a bit more complicated with all of the scene jumping.

It's the reader's choice! So tell me what y'all think!

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