Vatrisha leaned back on a wall in the basement of the Malfoy manor. She could hear Bellatrix's screams, demanding information, and Emmerich's, demanding the torturing to end.

"Stupid muggle! Why doesn't he break?" she growled when she came out of the newly made prison cell. Vatrisha watched her stomp back and forth while holding a large document in her hands. "You!" the other witch pointed at her. She grabbed her arm, swung open the door, and threw her in. "And don't come out until you get the information we need!" Bellatrix locked the door behind her then left.

Vatrisha stumbled as she stood up. She looked down at Hal Emmerich, an almost lifeless lump in the corner of the room. He was bleeding from multiple parts of his body and he was gasping in pain. She knelt next to him and whispered,

"I'm sorry. I never meant for you to get directly involved in this." Otacon looked over at her, a bit confused. "It's me. I'm VIP. I'm the informant, Otacon." His eyes went a little wide; they had never personally met before. She then called him on codec.

"Please, Otacon, just give them the information they need."

"You are in possession of a Metal Gear, aren't you?"

"…Yes. We are."

"And you're planning to use it on Hogwarts?"

"Yeah but we're having trouble using the darn thing. It's almost all electrical and no electronics work on the Hogwarts grounds. We just need to figure out how to operate it with magic. I know you are one of the original engineers of Metal Gear."

"I'm sorry, VIP; I can't tell you anything about it. I won't let you guys kill innocent wizards and witches!"

"I don't want to either. You just don't understand. When the Dark Lord says to do something, you do it or you're dead."

"…"

Otacon hung up and then looked away from her. She sighed then leaned in closer to his ear. She said, "Look. I have a plan but we have to work together for it to work."

Snake was in his inn room once again. He was biting down on his lip. He had contacted Raiden about Otacon's kidnapping but he didn't know anything about it. He had tried finding out any information to his ware bouts but everything had come out cold. In the meantime, he had been going with different Death Eaters on miscellaneous jobs. They hadn't been possibly related to Metal Gear so he found them as a waste of his time. The jobs were good for his knowledge on the wizarding world but he priorities had changed. His information provider on the whole situation had been taken away so now he felt blind. Snake's mind was forcefully taken away from his conundrum by another burning on his arm. His tattoo shined brightly on his arm. Another job? He stood up then went outside. Snake went into a dark hallway.

The three Death Eaters apparated into a dim large room. Snake had finally gotten used to it; he took his hand off of one of their backs.

"We've almost perfected it, sir. It should just take a few more days," he heard Vatrisha's voice tell someone.

"Good. We'll attack in a week," a commanding voice responded. Vatrisha bowed with great respect then the man began to walk towards the newcomers. "Ah. This must be Dave," the pale man grabbed Dave's face lightly and moved his chin back and forth once. The other two Death Eaters had bowed and they greeted,

"Good evening, Lord Voldemort." The Dark Lord nodded at them lamely then he looked back at Snake again.

"You will be observing that this Metal Gear is ready to use five days from now. I heard that you are fluent in muggle technology."

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Don't disappoint me." Voldemort walked away to speak with some of the other Death Eaters. Snake waited a few moments then walked forward. He saw a version of Metal Gear Rex standing above him but it was painted a forest green color.

Vatrisha came out of the shadows and then contacted him by codec.

"So, what do you think? Beautiful, isn't it?"

"So it was a Metal Gear after all. Do you have any information about a man named Hal Emmerich?"

"Otacon?"

"What?"

"He's alive. I've convinced the others to keep him that way although we already extracted the information we needed out of him. His safety is guaranteed for the next couple of days I think. We might need him again if the testing doesn't go well."

"Where is he?"

"Basement of the Malfoy Manor. It might be tough getting in though."

"I just need to talk to him."

"I can pass on any information you need to tell him if you want."

"…"

"You can trust me. Well, if you don't, we can stop by the mansion the next couple of days, maybe."

"Sounds great."

"Well, two days from now, we'll do that. For now, we're all staying here for the testing."

After both hanging up, she said out loud,

"Let me show you your room." Snake nodded then they walked off. He would just have to wait two days then he would know how to stop Metal Gear once again.