Philanthropy
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Rating:
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Category:
+M through R › Metal Gear
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,755
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Metal Gear, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
One
Welcome welcome to yet another fiction of Autumn.
Otacon: And me.
Yeah, he's really excited to be here with me, in Leiden, where I study Japanese...
Otacon: Where we study Japanese.
Right. And now he's also really excited about being a part of the fanfiction and cosplay community. Since I'm going to cosplay as Snake this very weekend.
Otacon: You know, I kinda miss him.
Yeah, so do I. Anyway, we've compiled this story together. So if any of this doesn't match with things you know, YOU GOT IT WRONG. Cause I got an eye witness.
Otacon: That's really cheap...
Shut up you!
...
Well, you read from Otacon's eyes. When Snake tells you something, you'll know because we've put stars where it begins and ends.
Otacon: Have fun...
What's up?
Otacon: I'm just... feeling a bit awkward about all of this...
***
One
I look him in the eyes. He looks back, glares from beneath his eyebrows, accusing me for trying to change his mind, even in the smallest way.
I know I can’t stop him. I know it would be wrong even to try it. But when I see his face, I already see a shadow of a skull hanging over it, and darkness behind him.
‘Forget it, Hal. I’m going and that’s it.’
My lip starts to shake. I can’t stand it when he’s like this.
‘But I’m so worried!’ I sound like a cry-baby; I know I’m being childish where I should be strong. ‘I can’t let you go! Not anymore!’
‘Get a grip, Otacon, please!’
‘I’m…I’m trying. I can’t do it...I can’t…’
‘You can do anything you want, remember?’
‘How can you just leave like this?’ My voice is nothing but a whisper. I’m helpless.
‘The people need me more than you do.’
I sigh. I give in.
‘You don’t know what it’s like to live with you. Especially when you’re always so right about everything.’
‘Are you finished?’
‘I have nothing to say.’
He walks up to me and takes me in his arms. ‘Thank you.’
‘I never said I was okay with it!’
‘Hal, I need you now. More than ever. Do this for me.’
‘I would, if only you could promise me you’d come back…’
‘You don’t know how sorry I am these extreme measures are necessary. I never thought it would lead to this. I’m sorry this is such a terrible world, with terrible people. But it’s no use staying here, if I want to keep on protecting you.’
I feel his heartbeat, steady, strong. I hold on to him, almost desperately. I don’t want that heart to stop beating. His lips brush my forehead. I cry.
Why must you be a soldier? Why must you be so good? Do you always have to be a hero?
***
Otacon: And me.
Yeah, he's really excited to be here with me, in Leiden, where I study Japanese...
Otacon: Where we study Japanese.
Right. And now he's also really excited about being a part of the fanfiction and cosplay community. Since I'm going to cosplay as Snake this very weekend.
Otacon: You know, I kinda miss him.
Yeah, so do I. Anyway, we've compiled this story together. So if any of this doesn't match with things you know, YOU GOT IT WRONG. Cause I got an eye witness.
Otacon: That's really cheap...
Shut up you!
...
Well, you read from Otacon's eyes. When Snake tells you something, you'll know because we've put stars where it begins and ends.
Otacon: Have fun...
What's up?
Otacon: I'm just... feeling a bit awkward about all of this...
***
One
I look him in the eyes. He looks back, glares from beneath his eyebrows, accusing me for trying to change his mind, even in the smallest way.
I know I can’t stop him. I know it would be wrong even to try it. But when I see his face, I already see a shadow of a skull hanging over it, and darkness behind him.
‘Forget it, Hal. I’m going and that’s it.’
My lip starts to shake. I can’t stand it when he’s like this.
‘But I’m so worried!’ I sound like a cry-baby; I know I’m being childish where I should be strong. ‘I can’t let you go! Not anymore!’
‘Get a grip, Otacon, please!’
‘I’m…I’m trying. I can’t do it...I can’t…’
‘You can do anything you want, remember?’
‘How can you just leave like this?’ My voice is nothing but a whisper. I’m helpless.
‘The people need me more than you do.’
I sigh. I give in.
‘You don’t know what it’s like to live with you. Especially when you’re always so right about everything.’
‘Are you finished?’
‘I have nothing to say.’
He walks up to me and takes me in his arms. ‘Thank you.’
‘I never said I was okay with it!’
‘Hal, I need you now. More than ever. Do this for me.’
‘I would, if only you could promise me you’d come back…’
‘You don’t know how sorry I am these extreme measures are necessary. I never thought it would lead to this. I’m sorry this is such a terrible world, with terrible people. But it’s no use staying here, if I want to keep on protecting you.’
I feel his heartbeat, steady, strong. I hold on to him, almost desperately. I don’t want that heart to stop beating. His lips brush my forehead. I cry.
Why must you be a soldier? Why must you be so good? Do you always have to be a hero?
***