METAL GEAR SOLID: RESURRECTION

by Rookie's Eyes (based off of Metal Gear 2: Solid Snake)

Disclaimer: the Metal Gear series and their characters are property of Kojima Productions and Konami

Chapter 16 Sinister Intent

Crash! The monitor cracked. "Damn! I trained that son of a bitch too well!" Big Boss stood in the darkness, fuming, the only source of light now sparking on the floor.

A door creaked open, and a silhouette from behind spoke, "Still haven't lost that old temper of yours, eh Boss?"

"You're late." Big Boss said, no signs of greeting in his voice. He didn't even turn around to face his addresser.

"It's been how long? Three and a half years?"

"Four years, ninety-six days, and thirteen hours… And you've grown since then."

"You can tell by my voice?.." He asked, though unsurprised by Big Boss' perception. "You've done quite well for yourself, Boss. I've seen your soldiers, and they're actually somewhat impressive..."

He waited, but when Big Boss didn't say anything he spoke to break the silence, "It's good to see you again, Boss."

"Same here, Frank… 'Big Boss', I grow tired of that moniker. Please, call me Snake."

The voice's owner flipped a light switch, revealing a thinly built man. With silver hair, grey eyes and a clean face, the man carried only a pistol strapped to his thigh and a machete around his shoulder. He wore the same woodland pattern camouflage as Big Bosses soldiers, and a bandana with the ZL symbol stitched in. "So, I hear you've been having trouble?"

"I need your help. Solid Snake has taken everything I throw at him. He has been a particularly nasty thorn in my side for the last thirteen hours. I need an ace in the hole just in case he manages to get through my other mercenaries."

"Solid Snake?"

"I am aware of your previous relationship with him. Regardless of the debt he believes you owe him, you need to follow my orders to the letter. I need you to fight him… to kill him. Can I trust you with that?"

"You know me Snake, I'd do anything for you. Even… even if it means taking Solid Snake down."

"Glad to know I can count on you. Meet me I the hanger at 1200, It's time I show you what we've been working on for the last four years. Finally my dream,.. The Boss' dream can be realized."

"The Boss would be proud, Snake. Zanzibar Land truly is a nation of the soldiers. Your people really do respect you. But,.."

"But what?"

"Do you really intend to use the nukes?"

"I only intend to do what it requires to establish ourselves as a sovereign nation. No more, no less. If that is what it takes, however, then so be it."

"…Very well." Frank left the room, leaving Big Boss to collect his thoughts. Big Boss picked up a red beret, putting it on as he made his way out of the room. Big Boss pulled out his radio, contacting Ocelot's frequency.

"Adam, have you begun Marv's interrogation yet?"

*--.--* "No sir," Ocelot answered from the other end , "I haven't had the chance. He's still in prep, but it should begin within the next hour and a half or so."

"That's going to take too long. I need that formula, Adam!"

*--.--* "For the process to work properly, it's going to take as long as it needs. There's a certain point where a victim will break, but it's different with each person."

"Is there anyway you can make it sooner?"

*--.--* "Well… I could give him a double dose of SP-17, but it has dangerous side effects in large quantities. It could either get me the information faster, or kill him."

"I don't care what it takes, get me that formula Adam."

*--.--* "Yes sir, Boss."

"Good. Inform me as soon as you get results."

Big Boss changed frequencies, calling the hanger two stories directly below him. "Dr. Gustav, is it ready?"

A scientist spoke on the other line, *--.--* "Preparations are nearly complete, yes. We still need to install the tracking systems software, and the nuclear launch codes, but the majority of the work is finished."

"I want it finished as soon as possible… And have you finished the G Units?"

*--.--* "Yes sir, they are entirely operational."

"I want Metal Gear D finished in three hours, and I've already ordered pilots to report for G Unit operation in five hours, they are to be informed of G's every capability. Is that clear?"

*--.--* "Crystal, sir."

"Very good."

He put his radio away, and walked into a doorway, entering a large room, filled with lifting equipment and a floor mat twenty feet by twenty feet wide.

Four men stood in the center of the training mat, with a group of guards watching, engrossed in their every move. Each similar in appearance, but identical in their uniform. They wore armor, grey in color and made of high grade bullet-resistant Kevlar. Their combat boots were mat black, and Urban warfare pattern BDU's. They wore the same Zanzibar Land bandanna, and an insignia displaying a knife crossing a silenced pistol with the words 'SILENTIUM EST RUTIMUS' imprinted below. Their only difference was the colored bands they wore on their shoulders, red, green, blue, and gold.

The fighting didn't last long, but that wasn't the amazing part. Punching, kicking, dodging blows, they did all this almost inaudibly. Only to Big Bosses keen ears were the sounds still obvious. The fighting ended when the gold-banded soldier delivered a fist to within an inch of red's face, followed by a sweeping kick, tripping up the green and blue.

"Line up!" Big Boss ordered.

The soldiers bolted upright, all lining up in single file, saluting Big Boss.

"Too loud, Silent Knives… Quieter, and I don't want to hear excuses, I want to see results."

"Yes Sir!" They hollered in unison.

"Now… I've got an assignment of utmost importance to the four of you. We have a rather bothersome intruder, as you know, and I want you to kill him, is that understood? KILL, do not capture him, do not incapacitate him, I want his cadaver presented to me when I begin my conquests."

"Permission to speak, sir?" the gold-banded soldier asked.

"Granted."

"By the time we're through with this A hole, there won't be corpse left to bring back."

Big Boss laughed, "Just the way I like it, soldier. I'll hold you to that promise."

Author's Note: The Mercenaries Big Boss addresses were originally called the 'Ultra Box'. It sounded pretty lame to me, so I've chosen a new one. I've given them the designation of The Silent Knife Assassination Squad, (SKAS, sound familiar?) and 'Silentium est rutimus', from what I'm told is Latin for 'Silence is Golden'. These will be the next bosses that Snake encounters, but I can't tell you when, you'll just have to read to find out.

Question: Can anyone guess what a G unit is?

Anyway, this is my first real attempt at telling the 'behind the scenes' events with Big Boss. Hope you like it.