Hope is a waking dream…
-Aristotle
Metal Gear Solid: Hell on Earth
--Written by The Written Word in 2005—
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Metal Gear (Solid) characters or names, but own that of the self created characters in this fanfiction
This fanfiction stays dedicated to my family, friends and all who have suffered in the terrorist bombings.
Hell On Earth Timeline 1945-19721945 Feb. Yalta Conference
May World War II ends in Europe.
Aug. U.S. drops an atomic bomb on Hiroshima, Japan.
Potsdam Conference - Truman - Stalin and British divide up Europe.
1946 Jan. First East European Communist government set up in Albania.
1947 Jan. Communists seize power in Poland.
March Truman Doctrine announced.
1948 June Berlin Airlift begins (ends May 19, 1949)
1949 April North Atlantic Treaty Organisation (NATO) established.
Aug. Soviet Union explodes its first atomic bomb.
Oct. Communists win Chinese Civil War.
1950 June U.S. and other UN members fight North Korean forces.
(The Korean War ends July 27, 1953)
1953 Aug. U.S. sponsored coup overthrows Iranian government.
1954 June U.S. sponsored coup overthrows Guatemalan government.
Sept. Southeast Asia Treaty Organisation (SEATO) formed.
1955 May Warsaw Pact formed.
July First Summit Meeting between President Dwight Eisenhower and Premier Nikita Khrushchev.
1956 Nov. Red Army crushes the Hungarian Revolution.
1957 Oct. Soviets launch first man-made satellite.
1959 Feb. Fidel Castro becomes premier of Cuba, installs Communist government.
1961 Apr. Bay of Pigs invasion of Cuba.
Aug. East Germany builds Berlin Wall.
1962 June Sino Soviet Conflict begins.
Oct. Cuban Missile Crisis.
1964 October 15 -- Kruschev ousted from power. Brezhnev becomes the First Secretary of the Communist Party, with Kosygin as Premier.
October 16 -- China conducts first successful nuclear test in the Takla Makan desert.
1965 April U.S. sends troops to the Dominican Republic.
Aug. U.S. commits combat troops to South Vietnam.
1965 -- Sigint joins ARPA. He takes part in the development of ARPAnet, which would go online in 1969.
1966 -- The US government conducts a study on emergency medical treatment. The Department of Transportation lays the groundwork for the creation of the EMT system.
1968 Aug. Soviet Red Army crushes Czech Uprising.
1968 -- Eva disappears without a trace in Hanoi.
1969- 'Tuong Lai Mo Mit' project begun in Southern Vietnam. Tests for Nuclear capability are begun.
1970 -- Para-Medic establishes the nation's first paramedic system in Seattle, Washington. Major Zero disbands FOX. The United States accumulates the remainder of the Legacy. The US branch of "Philosophers" changes its name to the "Patriots".
-- Phase One for the 'Tuong Lai Mo Mit' project is completed.
1971 -- Carrying on the traditions of Major Zero and his FOX Unit, Big Boss establishes FOXHOUND.
PROLOGUE
---Quebec- Canada 1971---
"Descending at thirty thousand feet, we are ready to land." Big Boss took a swig of his hip flask of water and then began to walk to the cockpit.
The government had feared when news got to them that Vietnamese group of terrorist were at a nuclear breakthrough with their new project, sadistically naming their new base 'Hell On Earth' in Vietnamese. When they looked to Big Boss, he accepted the challenge of recruiting members for the new special unit he had created named 'FOXHOUND', carrying on the traditions of Major Tom.
'Sounds familiar' Boss had thought when being briefed.
"Get your gear on, Sir, we are preparing to land." David Arnold, the pilot began to pull the large rucksack containing his gear and threw it to the FOXHOUND general.
"You've been equipped with an M1911A1, it's a-"
"I know what it is, dick head. Just get us to land." Big Boss retorted, he couldn't believe that this guy was telling him what a basic handgun was. He snorted and pulled out the MAC 10 he had been equipped with.
"What do you think I'm going to be doing down there? Shooting the man I'm going to recruit?"
"I'm really not sure, sir."
"You honestly think I'm going to be shooting people down there? Haven't you been briefed?" The FOXHOUND founder stared into the eyes of David Arnold.
"You've been brought into this mission because the government think you are the best damn pilot they can get. They didn't recruit you to give me lectures on how to fire a weapon."
The plane landed safely on the snowy ground, sparking up tufts of snow and controlling the whirr of the blizzard in the bitter afternoon. As Big Boss zipped up his ski-jacket and lodged his boots into the skis, he began to think what Ocelot was going to do when he saw him, and how he would react to the enquiry he would throw in his face seven long years after the Snake Eater mission.
He admired the scene of the mountains he was about to leap onto and glared at the vast snowfields and cliffs he was about to embrace. His eye patch itched against the horrendous blizzard he was about to face. With a bend of the legs, the 6'5, 230 pound soldier leaped onto the soft, cushioning icy ground and began to swerve left and right on the large mountain cliff.
The wind screeched across the frosting face of the FOXHOUND leader. Despite his large coat, hat and gloves, he could still feel the cold.
He pushed himself further with his ski supports and soon dug them into the ground to take in the inspirational view of the mountains to the North of the town. He wanted to smile, be happy and a human being again. But the torture he endured almost ten years ago was still heavy in his black heart.
The wind raged on and on. It resembled his anguish he felt and his urge to go on.
His legs felt heavy. He had never healed from The Boss' and his battle nine years ago. When he walked he'd feel the pain. When he lifted a finger his heart leaped. And when he tried to run, his legs would tremble and an irregular spasm would go through his right knee.
The mountain from there on in seemed like a mile, although the actual distance only covered merely ninety metres. His arms began to feel cramped. Feeling his M1911A1 holster, the FOXHOUND founder crept behind a rock and waited silently. His face was numb and his legs had been tested. There was no going back from here, he had to see Ocelot and face him man to man.
Come out of hiding, Adam. This is no game.
He felt his eye patch and growled, remembering the sound recording EVA had made. She had gone and had been betraying him all along, and it was his only love in his life. Cold memories unravelled in his shadowy mind. The darkness pinched and played with his subconscious.
Big Boss had come here to track down Adamska, (codename 'Ocelot') and all this was doing was slowing him down, forcing him to remember. Forcing him to suffer.
He turned his head round and looked at his terrain. The forest lay ahead of him, and the mountain cliff had been supporting his back. He looked in his pocket and picked up his lighter. He then flicked his cigar up to his mouth and flamed the end of it, took a puff and clenched it in between his teeth.
He could feel a stinging sensation in his calf muscle, but all he was concentrating on was to let Ocelot take the first move. The woods looked almost heavenly. Wrapped in snow, the trees were swaying from side. The powdery substance made it almost invisible.
Suddenly, a bullet bounced off the cliff wall and almost connected with Boss. Luckily, he had moved out of the way quickly enough. He scanned his terrain, looking from left to right and then into the forest. Was he using a sniper?
"Come out, come out. John!" The young voice he had once heard sounded gruff as the FOXHOUND operative lay on the snowy ground with his colt 45 held in his right hand. He grasped a knife from his right leg pocket and held it underneath his colt.
Remember what I told you about CQC…"I admire how well you've aged on the outside, John. But how's your interior? Still a great fighter?"
Boss cocked his M1911A1. He placed six bullets in the handgun. And turned round the corner of the large boulder he was behind. He began to lift himself off the ground. He still couldn't see his attacker. Ocelot was hiding somewhere, and whatever Big Boss did, he would find him. Two can play at the waiting game. If I'm not quick enough, I'm beaten.
With a huge rush of adrenaline, Big Boss ran toward the forest, head down and gun raised. Three shots echoed in the forest and birds rustled in the trees and flew to shelter.
He crouched down behind another large boulder and pulled out another knife. He looked around the corner and threw it at the largest branch to the right of the forest. I've got you now, he thought.
Trying to run again, he tripped on a stone lodged in the ground.
Shit.
The next bullet hit Boss in the back of his leg, and Adam was revealed as he walked out of the forest.
"It's been nine long years, John," Ocelot laughed, looking at Big Boss's disgruntled figure crumpled on the ground. Ocelot kneeled next to his former enemy. "What's the matter, John?" The bullet that had hit Boss was a dud. The FOXHOUND operative smiled as he began to prepare his next move.
In an instant, Boss's foot connected sharply with the back of Ocelot's leg, forcing him to fall backwards, and he landed with a large thud on the harder, snow-compressed ground.
"How's the eye?"
Boss snickered, in spite of himself, as he holstered his M1911A1.
"Wanna know why I'm here, or are you just gonna shoot at me all day?" Big Boss pulled taunt as he gasped for air in the wind's chilling ache. He began to kneel up as he holstered his now frosty handgun. The large mountains to the North became clear to him again, as he wiped the salty water from his stinging left eye. The view calmed him, and he tried to think of how he would find peace in his mind.
Adam stood up and walked toward the forest again. John followed behind until he stopped in front of a large tree.
"This is the largest Canadian Pine in the forest, you know?" Adam started to pace his panting for air as he spoke once more. He took off his beret and brushed the snow off of it and placed it carefully back on his head.
"Will you join me on the battlefield once more? Not as enemies, but as friends alike." Big Boss asked, staring into the back of Adamska.
The CIA agent lowered his head, and then took in a deep breath of exhaustion. "I have never considered the beauty of nature, I have always thought of war. There was never any time for consideration and decisions. The battlefield is full of surprises, and you never know what is coming. When you are in combat, all you think about is to win, and to keep fighting until you serve your purpose. In the wild, one never has to serve anyone else but himself or herself. I want to find peace one day, John. I'm usually a cynical bastard. That's probably my upbringing. You are who you are…" Adam pulled out his Colt Single Action Army and began to spin it repetitively around his finger, before cycling three times. Then the weapon would jump to the next finger and the cycle would begin again. After four turns, he holstered the gun and grinned.
"But now is the time for war." Adam turned to Big Boss and held out his hand. Big Boss stared at the hand with his right eye; smiling and then going on to shake Adam's hand. He started walking backup the mountain slope with Adam trailing behind.
"Where are we going?"
"…Hell."
Author's note: Thanks for your reviews so far. I've taken your advice and cut out the stupid weapons introduction. I know this has started very slowly, but the next few chapters will be longer and more action packed.