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Disclaimer: I do not own Metal gear solid
July, 1998. Before S.T.A.R.S. Alpha team made it to the mansion, something happened outside. I'm sure most of you will remember that at the beggining of Resident evil, Chris does not have a gun. He only has a knife, even though he is seen shooting when there were still outside. Why you ask? I'll tell you. Do to being a big pussy, Chris started running away from the dog's as soon as they attacked. Some people think that everyone ran away, but it was actually only Chris. When Capcom decided to make a game out of the events that happened inside the mansion, he made them make everyone in the game run so he wouldn't seem like a wimp. While he was running, he fell down a large hole in the ground.
"MOOOOOMMY!" He yelled as he fell 10 feet. Once he stood up, he noticed blue flame and a man wearing a black cloak.
"Welcome!" He said. Chris got to his feet, and pointed his gun at the man.
"Who are you!" He said.
"What're ya buying, stranga?" Was the man's reply.
"Answer the question!" Chris yelled.
"Got sumthin that might interest ya." The hooded man then opened up his cloak, to reveal an assortment of weapons. After the man asked Chris what he was buying 10 times in a row, Chris finally took out his wallet just to get this man to shut up. After looking over his arsenal, Chris decided to buy some extra ammo and get out of there.
"How much for a clip?" He asked.
"Uh, ya cant have ammo stranga." Replied to man.
"Why not?" Chris was now getting angry.
"BECAUSE I SAID SO STRANGA!" Yelled the merchant in anger. Chris realized that this man wasn't going to give him ammo, so he decided to just give it up. Suddenly, Chris caught something bright and shiny in the corner of his eye.
"Wh-what is that." Chris asked in what seemed lke a trance.
'OH This? This is jsut a knife stranga." Chris wa staring at it, mezmorized by it. He tried to speak, but no word's came out, the only thing he could say was,
"Shiny..." After about 5 minute's of idle staring, Chris managed to say something.
"I want it." Was what he said. Chris quickly shoved his wallet into the man's hand's.
"Take however much you want, just give that to me!" He yelled desperately. The merchant was now very confused, but saw this as a good opportunity. After counting Chris's money, the merchant decided to try and take this man for everything he could.
"Not enough cash! Stranga." He said.
"Oh please, please I'll do anything, just give me the shiny!" Chris started to beg. He had totally lost it. The man then pointed to Chris's gun.
"I'll buy it at a high price." He boomed. Chris quickly grabbed his gun, and without giving it any thought at all, shoved it into the man's hand's. He then grabbed the knife, and walked away while holding the knife as close as possible to his face.
"Precious, my precious." Was the last thing the merchant heard before Chris left.
"Hehehe, sucker." Said the merchant outloud. The gun that Chris had given him was a very rare gun, worth much much more then that little knife. The mysterious gun salesman then put a few thing's from the table into his backpack, and disappeared. Meanwhile, Chris was desperately slashing at a zombie with his useless knife.
"Goddamn knife!" He yelled.
"It doesnt't do anything!" After 5 green herbs, 2 first aid sprays, and 10 minute's, the zombie finally dies. Chris then look's at his knife, then throws it on the ground.
"Precious my ass!"