Metal Gear Solid The First Fox

by ImageViewer

The Establishment of Fox wasn't done by the legendary efforts of one Man who would become a Hero, but by another who worked behind the scene's. A unforeseen element that would change History as we know, for when there is a Snake, there will always be a Fox to work in the shadows.

2. Chapter 2

Metal gear the First Fox Chapter 2

Hello everyone.

Finally after some time a second chapter for this fic after the first was published and I would like to say that I'm sorry for the long delay however a number of things prevented me from continuing what I started in this chapter.

First off Writers block. An ever persistent problem for writers.

Second source material and inspiration, I needed some thing to inspire me to get back on it as I been putting my focus on my other works along with lore and information to help in making this.

Again sorry for the delay but now I'm going to try and put a few chapters in this and not leave it as a failed project.

Thank you all for your patience.

update, fixed the misspelling of Volgin's name.

Chapter 2

Isolation and survival.

My heart pounded in my ears as I ran, as fast and as far away as I can from that woman.

Her commanded did not go unnoticed by me, I knew something was behind me as the snapping of twigs and branches behind me indicated that was I being chased which increased my efforts to flee.

I was running back the way we came, back to the destroyed facility. I looked back and quickly discharged bullet at the chasing shadows, my intent wasn't to injure him but to halt him at the sight of my gun which it did but only for a moment.

Which was all I needed as I rushed right into the facility, I backed tracked right back into the room where that scientist was being held and closed the door, quickly I tipped the large metal cabinet in front of the door, just in time for the thing to slam against the door but failed to enter.

I desperately looked for a way out as the thing outside of the door continued to pound on it. The windows, though shattered the Metal bar frames were still intact and nothing in the room seemed good enough to destroy it.

I scurried about the room, moving furniture around to search for some hidden escape but found none until I spotted something on the floor, my eye's landed upon a trap door just under the bed, likely designed to hide the scientist should those soldiers be attacked.

I dropped to the floor in front of it and pried it open wide enough to crawl in through without disturbing the bed. The second the trap door closed, the door to the Room broke open, as I laid on the dirt beneath the foundations of the building I honed my ears to listen. The wooden roof above me shook and creaked from the weight on top of it, The solid slamming of boots echoed within the tight space.

Ahead I saw small opening, wide enough to crawl out of this small confinement but do I take it?

I could stay here and hope that he doesn't find the trap but if I found it that what's the chance that it wouldn't. If I crawl out of here, where would I go, and what if I'm found.

The footsteps became more aggressive and where heading right where the bed was, having no choice I quickly crawled out as fast as I can, I was half way out of the hole before I head the bed being thrown, I got up and hugged the back of the wall just as the trap door opened.

I tried to still my breathing as best as I could but my pounding heart was being squeezed with fear, I couldn't stay here ether as he would no doubt see the little crawl space I came out of. I needed to get out of here.

I dropped to the floor and crawled along side the road to the left and going to the back of the facility where the room was located in, I kept my eye on fenced off crawl space behind the tall grass, seeing that whatever it was chasing me was heading directly to the open space I got out of, I hurried my crawling until my made it and hid behind the nearby crates just in time to see my pursuer.

He was that scary looking guy on the helicopter, the one with their weird eye's in that dark oak camouflage who took Sokolov away.

Fear tingled down my spine as I saw his tongue extend out naturally and flicker like a serpent as his eye's wandered around in search of me, I pulled back against the wall so he wouldn't see me.

I tried to temper my breathing but the crushing force of fear gripped my heart had made it impossible as it was heard tried to listen out for him but the sound of my beating heart deafened me to sound the forest.

Seconds went by like an eternality as I prayed to whatever divine being out there that he doesn't find me, as I manage calm my heart beat down enough to hear the rush of the wind, I could faintly hear the sound of propellers getting closer with each passing second until an unnatural gush of wind blew through the area with a roar.

"Get on aboard!" cried out a voice over the roar of the propeller blades, curious I peek around the left leading to the courtyard where the boss mopped the floor with those GRU people only to find that they were already gone with a helicopter hovering above their position.

"But the Child!?" the man chasing me asked out to the Gru solider on board who was calling out to him.

"Colonel's Orders!" he responded back, motioning him to get in where I watch an amazing feat of agility being perform, the creepy guy Jump higher then any human should and landed right in the Helicopter through the side doors before it took off.

I got relaxed enough to release my held breath and dropped against the wall, thanking whoever was out there for the save.

But like all good things that come, there will always be a price to it.

*BOOOOM!* without warning the entire ground shook and i fell onto my back from the violent earth shaking shockwave before a large powerful gust of wind nearly blew me into the air followed by an intense heat and brightness that forced me to close my eye's.

I was forced to endure this hard shockwave until it died down and I was able to open my eye's and stare in awe at the giant mushroom shaped cloud before me.

The Sound of the jungle life was obscured by the loud deafening thumm resonating around me from the blast of that created the towering structure of smoke.

I knew not what happened, only that this was cause by those GRU men who fled not long after the detonation of the bomb that no doubt killed countless people.

A sense of hopelessness and despair forced my body fall to it's knee's as I recounted the moments where my help to get out of here was thrown into the ravine by a woman he thought he had trusted.

Tears started to build up in my eye's as I accepted the reality that I was now stuck here with no means of getting out this jungle.

But before the first tear could escape my eye's I suddenly remembered the piece of paper the Boss gave me, I shot up and immediately ruffled through my uniform searching for the only speck of hope out of here until I found it and saw the frequency numbers written on it.

A new found energy and the will to fight on surged within me as I beheld the 5 numbers to the outside world, but my only problem was how to use them as I had no tool to use it but then I remembered the men previously patrolling this destroyed factory before they were taken out by the GRU.

I immediately rush over to the spot and felt that spark of hope grow as the bodies were still here along with the small radio's on them. Going to one of the bodies, I hesitantly touch them as I felt they should not be disturbed but my Priority to survive was more important then their final rest, I pull one of the radio's from their being.

As I held the radio I turned it on and was relieved to see it light up, I turned the knob and heard the various radio calls come in before I tuned it to the frequency on the sheet, Breathing in deeply I called out into the radio "Hello?... is anyone there?" I asked out letting go of the button and waited as silence came through before doing it again "Hello!? My name is Jack, is there anyone there!?" I called out only louder in desperation.

A few seconds of silence came again, I began to lose hope until "He-Hello (Static) are-there? Hello are you still there!?" a woman's voice callout from the radio and I once again felt hope well up within me.

"Yes, Hello! My Name is Jack, I was with the boss before that Woman threw him over the Bridge." I said into the radio, my voice high as I spoke I a hurried and panicked way but who could blame me as I was trapped deep within a hostile jungle full of dangerous animals and trigger happy soldiers.

I was glad that I got a response back through the crackling static feedback of the radio "A woman threw him over-? You mean The Boss!?" she cried out through the small device that I held in my hands like it was the holy grail.

I immediately responded back "Yeah! She and the guy I was with also call Jack seemed to Know each other as he address her as Boss before that Volgin Guy showed up." I explained all that happened prior to Boss getting thrown off the bridge by that woman he trusted.

She was silent for a while, I didn't know if my words had reached her or if she was trying to speak to me. A foreboding feel of fear that I was now alone began to creep up within me as the only thing that could help me get out of this jungle was probably not working.

However my fearful thoughts were quickly diminished as she returned "Okay. Your that kid he talked about, Jack right?" she asked, clearly she knew who I was.

"Yes."

What she said next had me relieved yet concerned me "Listen Jack, we know about Snake. He's alright, he's with us right now but in critical condition." I let out what air I had welled up within me as the news that the boss was alright yet still hurt. But what came next filed me with emotions far opposite to what I had earlier as she spoke with much regret and sorrow that cackled in her voice "I'm sorry Jack…. but we can't come for you."

Fear and hopelessness dropped in my stomach like a bomb, my mind immediately stopped thinking and the world around me seemed to halt, the wind became lifeless, all sounds in the jungle from the smallest insects to the animals and the low blow of the wind through the grass and tree's were deafened to my ears as all I heard were those words that were stuck in my head, replaying like a broken record.

"… so I'm stuck here…" I mumbled out in a complete state of despair as I fell to my knees that sank in the dirt ground underneath them, I was unconcerned by the dirt and the insects clinging to my shorts or the coldness that touched my skin as I was already feeling cold to begin with.

Tears welled up and began to fall from my eye's, dripping down my cheeks to my chin as my throat was close to breaking out in a sob as I started to accept the fate that I was now trapped here… forever.

However before I could break into cry of utter despair the woman on the other end heard my cackled sobs and shouted out the next words that halted the burst dam within me "no! we are going to do everything we can to get you. But you need to be brave and try to survive until we do." She said.

A small smile graced my lips as a flutter of confidence nestled within my soul, I wiped away the snort and tears from my face with my arm "I'll… try." I weakly said, my voice slowly getting some strength back in it, a sense of determination came as I knew I had to try my hardest to survive in this place as long as I can before someone comes and gets me.

As I felt that spark slowly give me warmth, I remembered that I didn't know who it was that was walking me through this "I never got you're name?" I asked, wanting to know and have someone help me cope through this.

"I'm afraid that for security sake I can't give it to you. You'll only know me by my codename for now. I'm Paramedic." She introduced herself and I committed that name and voice into my mind, burning it deep so I never forgot.

"Nice to meet you Paramedic, I'm Jack." I naturally introduced myself.

"have you got a family name that can help us identify you?"

As I thought about it, all my mind kept coming up with was nothing, utter blankness as I tried my hardest to think to… remember, my mind could think and imagen other thing but when it came to specific subject it just seemed to stop working and draw an utter blank "…. No. i… don't have one." He answered, disappointed that he had nothing else besides the name he can remember.

"…. Okay then jack. listen we heading back to base, I don't how long it's going to be until we can come back but I promise we will get you out of there." She promised with utter serenity in her voice.

"…okay…. I'll try and survive until you can come and get me." I promised not only her but myself that I'll try to survive as best as I can in this crazy place. "Sooo… how's Ja-snake doing?"

-a few days later in an undisclosed medical facility-

It had been only a few days since the Bosses Defection and still the wounds and impact she had left still remained, even amongst the government who hounded Snake with questions after questions about any signs of her defecting or if he was involved in any way. But he wasn't the only one under investigation, everyone that was a part of the operation were all being monitored and questioned, some were even accused of baseless treason thankfully no charges were given.

Snake rested within the medical room after his painful encounter with the woman who practically raised him, but he wasn't alone. Standing in front of him, taking a puff from his cigarette was the Major "From the details you reported about Jack and his shifting in character. we have reason to believe that he might be a Sleeper." The major or rather his real name David Oh, told snake about the child tragically left deep behind the iron curtain.

"A Sleeper?" The term and name were foreign to the soldier who rested in his bed, he looked to his friend for an explanation.

"The proper term is Sleeper Agent. Unfortunately I can't go into details about it on the account of Treason but what I can tell you is this." The major sighed before taking a deep puff from the cancer stick as he prepared to tell the hard facts. "Sleeper agents are Agents that don't know they agents until they are activated. They are trained as the perfect assassins and go through a Mental trial that buries any memories of their training until a activation code is commanded."

"Hypnosis." Snake gritted his teeth in anger at the thought of anyone using the Kid named Jack as a weapon.

"Precisely. However the project was terminated due to a number of factors. The first being that it was unethical and inhumane to train random civilians then to use Hypnosis to bury their memories until they're called upon, ending whatever life they built. The second was that Children were more susceptible to Hypnosis due to their developing minds however even that was inhumane and it was shut down. The third and final one that ended any chance of the project reviving was the number of deaths caused when an agent was activated. After seven or more days The Sleepers turn on their handlers, relentlessly hunting them down until they were terminated." Each of the stated facts fuelled the already burning anger within Jack that someone would dare use such monstrous methods to achieve such ends, and the thought that this was all done to kid he left behind further cemented a burning desire to kill who ever put Jack through this torture.

But Jack had to remember that he was a soldier, blind rage and anger to an unknown person would not get him out of this bed, nor help him get Jack out of that jungle. With deep breathes he began to remember his training and calm down, discipline was the greatest weapon a soldier had at his disposal, and Jack held such a weapon close as it had more then once saved his life when he was in the most dire of situations.

Looking back at his friend who held out a cigar to him, he took it with his best hand waited as the major dug out his lighter to lit it "So what your saying is that the Ki- Jack is one of these Sleepers?" with the Cuban made cigar in hand, jack puff the harmful substance into his lungs.

"A possibility… the changes in character support a sub conscious split personality theory that he might or might not be aware of." The major said, watching as anger once more graced Jack's face for a small second before he regained control, but the signs were still there that he was not happy with the information.

"Who would do such a thing child no older then ten?" Jack asked, hoping for some information from his friend about who could be responsible.

All he got was a heavy sigh from him "We don't know… everything been chaotic since our botched operation, so no one really knows what's real or not…. They've even gone as far as to declare that this boy is nothing but an excuse to cover up our mistake."

Jack hand crashed down on the nightstand, toppling several items onto the floor such as plastic cups and a bottle of water as his clinched fist stayed rooted on the wooden white surface while his face was contorted into a twisted sneer with his teeth bared "He's Real!... and I left him there." He sighed in defeat and shame at having left a child no older then 10 in a wild and dangerous territory.

The major came up and put his hand onto his shoulder, comforting his old friend "It's alright Jack. Those suits ate their words when they heard the transmission Jack's been giving us from behind enemy lines."

"He's… He's okay!?" Jack perked up at the news, believing the worse had happen to the kid after The Boss had thrown him over the bridge.

He knew that a child was no match for her or any of the soldiers in the jungle, so he hoped that he did not suffer a fate worse then death at their hands.

The smile on the Major's face told him that the kid was doing far better then he originally thought "Yes. And he's been exceptional in giving us up to date intel on the Shagohod and Volgin."

What ever smile Jack had was now gone as he stared at his friend with a "Don't tell me you're using him."

That smile went away as the major grimaced with shame at what they were doing "I'm afraid so. Jack or rather Fox is our eye's and ears behind the iron curtain." He sighed out, feeling the burden of using a child to gather intel for them deep behind enemy lines.

"Fox?" snake was confounded by the name they have him, he was trying to believe that they indicted a kid into they're top secret military operation.

"It's the code name that he picked after our last transmission from him. He's the Fox unit's temporary recon specialist." The major explained before he went to recall what happed a few days prior.

-A few days earlier-

Deep in the forest of Bolshaya Past Jack was surviving deep within the hostile jungles of the soviet union.

The young teen had using what skills he had or didn't know he had to slip in and out of the nearby outpost's, stealing food, supplies and weapons as he eluded enemy patrols that were out searching for him.

He had change since the last time he had spoken to Paramedic and major tom, he was out of his boy scout uniform for one and adopted a more hunter/ soldier look as he wore a GRU patrolmen's uniform that was cut and stitched to his size, the black ski mask that they all was also cut in half freeing the top of his head so the mask was only covering his face up to his nose and under his eye's.

The Hood of the deceased KGB soldiers that he buried with his hands was coloured black and green camo to match the uniform, and stitched to the uniform where it always covers his head, a large back pack sat on his back carrying his supplies such as food, ammunition and tools, a holster strap was tied around his waist holstering the EZ gun he got from boss or Jack as he was called to his side.

He wore large black boots what went up to his knee's for his size where in them he tucked in his pants legs along with two knives he had hidden in them, the knife he had gotten from the boss was holstered in it's own separate sheath that was tied around his waist and sat on his lower back.

The radio he had on him was attached to the strap of the backpack he wore over his arm with lead connecting it to his stolen military comn's headset with an attached mic hovering before his concealed lips.

His ak-47 was hung over his right shoulder by it's strap as held it.

Jack was nestled with the thick canopy of the bushes outside one of the outpost's he was planning to hit when isolated ring of the radio sounded in his ears. Ducking down within the cover of the bush, he accepted the call and whispered into the mic "Hello, Jack here." He said, listening fully to who was on the other end.

However it was not paramedic, the woman who been speaking to him since the beginning, a voice he was starting to hold very dear to him but a man's instead "Jack. This is Major Tom, I was man in charge of Snake's mission." The man on the other end introduced himself.

Jack straightened up as he spoke to the man who worked with the boss or rather snake as was his codename "Nice to meet you sir. How's Snake anyway?" he asked, always concerned about his condition ever since that day.

"He's Recovering, a dislocated arm but he'll be back in top shape in no time." A smile of pure joy graced his lips as he heard the news but the Major wasn't finished yet "Jack… I know this asking a lot given your current situation but could you please tell us what's been going on over there?" he asked.

Jack began to recall what has been transpiring in recent events starting right after he and snake were separated "Well… that Volgin guy used that nuke the woman gave him on the research station sokolov was formerly under. They took that big machine the scientist was working on to another facility not far from where he was formally held." He told them, as he had seen the large base from a distance on his many trips around the region.

"That's good… have you been there at all?" the major asked for further details.

"no but I have seen it … a few times when I needed to raid their outposts for food and supplies. It's an army base but with a long run way." The base was designed as a heavily equipped huge military base suited for all purposes instead of the one, it was created to withstand a heavy assault from the large concreate bunker houses, guard towers in every corner and section. Tanks lined up in rows, fleets of large aircraft sitting beside a long stretched out runway, and three large buildings connected together at the centre as it all sat in the middle of a mountain.

However the major seemed interested in the runway as he asked "How long?" although he's never been there, he could sorter make out the bold large painted writing on the long runway but that was it.

"About… 3 miles maybe more." He guessed, his ears could hear chatter on the other end, telling him that the major wasn't alone.

After some time he came back, this time asking for more "Alright anything else you can tell us?"

"Yeah, they have large bulky jets that look more like bombers then transport jets. And that machine that everyone was after has been firing missiles from any terrain it climbs onto." He described the bulky and odd looking jet's that looked a cross breed between a heavy jet bomber like the Blitz or Ardo AR 234 from the head and wings to where the engine is suppose to be however in it's place was a large frame that stood bigger then the entire plane itself as they drop to both sides of the plane where the wings attach, for jet engines were placed on it, two under the body on both sides of the cockpit and two larger versions on the top back were the twin tail rudders were.

It was confounding as to how such a bulky and out of shape aircraft was suppose to fly and for what purpose.

But the large machine that everyone wants, the Shagohod was an entirely all new class of weapon that fitted neither as a tank or artillery but something new, a mixed hybrid, it was the first of it's kind, a nuclear tank.

The front model was shaped like a tank head without the main cannon that was attached to pair of mounted treads that acted as arms used to pull the heavy tank forward when they dug into the earth, allowing it to climb onto certain terrain or drag it when their not lock in and used to propel the entire thing forward at high speed.

Attach to it from the back was the large bulk of the Shagohod that carried the large ballistic silo mounted on it's back.

A deathly silence followed after he said that, no doubt who ever else was with him startled by the news, after some time he spoke again but this time his voice carried a sharpness to it like wasn't talking to the man before but a commander of men who assessed the situation he was told "…understood and again I'm sorry Jack but we cannot get you at the moment."

Jack sighed, full well knowing that part but still at least they're being honest and not jerking him around with lies "It's alright... still how's the boss doing?" I asked, wondering how he was faring after what happened.

"Snake's doing fine, he's recovering but the important matter is trying to get you out of danger."

"I understand and I thank you for trying… hey major?"

"Yes." He asked, focusing on what I had more to say.

Jack felt a little embarrassed about asking this "I was wondering… if I could have a codename myself?" he inquired if he could have a codename.

"….why?" he asked, perplexed by the request Jack asked of him.

"well it's just that… you all use these awesome code names but I'm referred by my own name." he gave his reasons, feeling a little left out in all of the spying here, I was trapped here for who knows how long telling them everything I can and yet I have no code name for myself.

"well jack… it's because we have to keep our identities hidden in case anyone was tapping into our communication so that's why we use them. And with you we only know your first name and nothing else to identify you, plus we don't want to drag you into this any further."

"Any further?" Jack snorted as I am literally neck deep in all of this "I'm in the middle of nowhere, isolated from any civilisation with soldiers in every direction along with danger. I don't think I could be dragged any further then this."

"… I see you point… very well, as the leader of fox unit I welcome you into our unit. What codename would you like?" he asked and Jack began to think up what cool name he should give myself, it shouldn't be something stupid or childish, the entire situation was not to be taken lightly.

He thought up a storm of many names to call myself after animals like the boss with his name being Snake, a stealthy creature that slithers in and out of places without anyone being non the wiser until it strikes.

No name he thought about didn't really appealed to me, Wolf, viper, crocodile, spider.

It was frustrating him that he couldn't come up with a name till it hit him "hmmm… how about…. Fox?" he said as it was simple then any code name je could think of, plus it sorter personified what he was because like a fox he was sly in how he kept evading everything the colonel sent after him, how he slipped past their defences and patrols, and whenever they had him cornered he managed to get past them without them even knowing.

"Fox it is then. Welcome to our operation Fox, our unit's recognisance and infiltration specialist." The major officially recruited and dubbed him into the Force Operation X unit or commonly known as FOX unit, officially marking him as the second active operative within the CIA's covert operations group.

Though they did not see it, Jack or now known as Fox saluted them "Glad to be here sir." He said, feeling a sense of pride at being an offical spy/ secret agent. With that that out of the way, he didn't know what else to talk about so he tried some small talk with the major "So…. Why major Tom?"

-back with snake.-

"And after that we got to talking about movies. Did you know he hasn't seen one James Bond Film." The major asked his friend who groaned out as he wasn't about to hear the end of this.

-With Volgan-

In the GRU secret base colonel Volgin was expressing his anger and frustration the only way he knows how.

"RRRRGHHH!" he screamed out as he punched a hole through the cement wall, his body bristling with lightning that expressed his unyielding anger and irritation of the current persisting pest to his entire operation here "How hard is it to find the little rat stealing from us?" he hissed out as his second in command ocelot along with his GRU Troops stood at the side, scared and frightful of their commander's wraith except for ocelot who maintained a well established poker face.

Even the cobra's were present as they stood with The Boss who watched with annoyance as the man she defected to, acted like a child with a temper tantrum.

He had been getting reports from they're outer outposts of missing supplies and sighting of the young child who continued to evade the best men he sent out for him.

"Rest assured sir, we'll find him." One of the GRU said said as he stepped forward, only to be shot dead by the smoking gun in Volgin's hand as he stared sneeringly at the dead corpse of one of his men.

"That's what you said days ago. And look where that's got you." he sneered and then spat down on him before holstering his gun and turning around to the group of elite specialists while two men came and drag their dead comrade away. "I sort of expected this from my own men, but from the legendary Cobra unit? Tell me, how difficult could it be to catch one simple child in the middle of the jungle?" he asked as stared down at them.

The fear was the first to speak "The kid is proving to be more adapt for someone at his age. He moves like shadow, one moment he's there and then the next he gone before anyone realises it. These are not the tactics of 14 year old but a trained hunter." The trained hunter of the elite unit noted the boy's movements, ever muscle and action purposeful and not on instinct a small percent of the time, the way he moved and looked was all signs of extensive training.

It surprised him of how the boy managed to escape him, at first he believed it to be luck that he managed to slip past him the first time with the trap door, but now he knows that he isn't the only hunter in this jungle, and he can respect that from a boy.

Now it was The Boss's turn to speak as she stepped forward to the cornel, meeting him without fear "I agree." She said as she began to recall her own experience with the young boy named Jack "That's no ordinary boy. He proved that on the bridge, you could see the look in his eye's. the eye's of cold blooded solider, hidden beneath the mask of innocence." A normal person wouldn't have seen the signs but some one like her, a trained commando would make out the smallest details.

The way his eye's narrowed and sharpen in a Nano second, the way he moved and in reflex when she threw him, how he handled himself taking on a stance she knew very well as it perfectly mirrored Jack's own.

The way his eye's flashed before he cut the ropes, causing her to stumble for support of the rickety bridge.

That was no boy that stood before her that day and that frightened her.

However Volgin mistook her fear and couldn't help but mock her "Don't tell me your afraid?" he soon regretted it as she gave him a look that made him feel like he was one of his soldiers.

"Are you questioning me colonel?" she hissed out as she stepped up to him, causing him to step back in surrender.

Volgin didn't want to fight the legendary Boss after recruiting her, he knew he was no match for her in pure physical combat as the woman was known as the mother of special forces for developing many of the techniques such as CQC that is an official fighting style within the military. Not to mention the infamous cobra Unit that she leads, should he kill her they would no doubt leave… and kill him, both of which he does not want after coming so far.

"No! not at all, it's just… your unit is the high trained group of specialist that help the allies win the war. You broke the Germans when they saw you coming, you made the Nazi's piss themselves when you destroyed their lines so tell me… how you could be losing to him?" he asked as it shouldn't be possible for an entire unit of elites to fail at capturing someone especially a child.

Breathing out she answered with a tired sigh "He's… proving more difficult then we've ever imagined. This is no ordinary child and so we must treat him as such if we hope to bring him in." they must not see him as a boy but as a soldier only then may they have a chance at finding and capturing him.

Future chapter

The hours of the wolf submerged the jungle in a deep darkest that the only source of light was the moon in it's waxing gibbous stage that hung in the near clear dark sky over all.

Nearly every creature in the isolated jungle was slumbering peacefully within their nests and holes, except for two.

EVE was outside the derelict and abandoned factory where sokolov was previously held and almost rescued from both the KGB and GRU operatives by snake till he was stopped by The Boss.

Now with both Snake and Fox soundly asleep Eve found a secluded spot away from the room as she knelt down to the communications device she laid on the ground.

Unaware of a pair of eye's watching her in a dangerous narrowed glare that peered through the binoculars as the body they belonged to laid upon one of the intact roof's of the ruined factory.

Fox watched as eve talked to whoever she was talking to, the young operative felt suspicious of her from the begin to now as she never once answered the password snake asked of her, she only proved her common allegiance by taking out the GRU soldiers that ambushed them.

Though she supplied them with weapons and needed items for their mission, she still rubbed him the wrong way.

And now he was certain that she wasn't who she said she was.

Turning on his radio, he tuned it to the frequency he was instructed to use for further information as to who this Eve person was and what her goal here was.

Finished.

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