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5
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Chapter 17: Agony
Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Chapter 17: Agony
Author: The Ice
Goddess (FrozenBlueIce)
Fandom: Metal Gear Solid
Feedback: All feedback is welcome, whether it be
negative or positive. I’m trying to improve
on my writing so, please be honest: frozenblueice@yahoo.com
Pairing: The main pairing of this story is
Snake/Otacon, which is obvious to anyone who knows of my fondness for Hal
Emmerich, so therefore alright to disclose.
There are others, but if I told you what they were, it’d ruin the story.
Series: No.
There may be sequels in the future, but right now that is looking
unlikely due to time constraints.
Rating: R for language and strong sexual content and
rape. (this chapter only)
Disclaimer: All characters appearing in previous Metal
Gear Solid video games are the property of Konami Computer Entertainment of
Japan, and of their creator, Mr. Hideo Kojima.
All new characters are the property of The Ice Goddess. This is a work of fanfiction, and in no way,
shape, or form will I receive any monetary compensation for it. It is for entertainment purposes only.
Type: Action/Shounen-ai
Summary: This story takes place one year after the
events of “The Big Shell.” New
information found by Otacon sends Snake back into action. (That’s all I’m revealing!)
Chapter 17: Agony
Genesis
Snake pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her shirt pocket. She lit one up, drawing the smoke in deep.
Solid
Snake watched her. “I could really use
one of those, right now,” he thought to himself.
As if
reading his mind, Genesis placed the lit cigarette between her prisoner’s
lips. She then took out another one for
herself.
Snake
puffed it graciously. Despite the
tension from his current situation, at least he didn’t have that nagging hunger
for nicotine to worry about anymore.
“Why were
we created?” Genesis asked, smoke lining her words.
“To be
used as pawns in somebody’s sick game,” Snake growled.
“Pawns?”
she pondered, “Perhaps.” The woman
shifted her posture to favor her left foot, moving to rest her hand on the
other hip. “The real reason we were
created was to pass on a legacy: Big
Boss’ Legacy. He was the ultimate
soldier. It’s no wonder that ‘they’
didn’t want his candle to burn out without another to carry its flame.”
Dave
frowned. What was she getting at? None of this was new to him.
“The
problem with cloning and the tampering with genetics is that you always come
out with something a little less than perfect, no matter how identical the
genes may appear to be,” Genesis explained, gesturing in her ‘brother’s’
direction. “Take you for example: A perfect clone of Big Boss, yet engineered
specifically to show the dominant traits only.
And Liquid, engineered to show only the recessive traits. Your phenotype has been altered. You are not a perfect clone of Big Boss, and
obviously, neither am I.”
Snake
took another drag on his cigarette. “So
what?”
Genesis’
mouth turned upwards again into that particularly icy grin of hers. “So, nature cannot make a selection.” She paused for a moment, staring into the
eyes of the mercenary hard. “This time,
we’ll let nature decide the perfect soldier.”
“This
time?” Snake said questioningly. “What
the Hell are you talking about?”
“You and
I will fulfill Big Boss’ Legacy, and begin one of our own. We’ll produce the next generation of perfect
soldiers the way nature would’ve intended.”
Snake
laughed mockingly, ashes falling from his half-burned cigarette with each heave
of his diaphragm. “Sorry to spoil your
plans for a happy family, but you’ve forgotten one important thing.”
Genesis
crosses her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that?”
“Well, I
don’t know how you were engineered, but I’m steri he he sneered.
The lady
Snake walked up to Solwrapwrapping a warm hand around his genitals. “You say that with such confidence,” she
purred into his ear, “but I’m afraid that you’re wrong.”
Snake’s
defiant smile faded to a very neutral look.
“What do you mean?”
“When you
were created. Your genes were
programmed by means of gene mutation to produce ‘smart sperm’. These sperm were constructed to recognize
and reproduce only with an egg containing a specific DNA sequence: Big Boss’.
Alongside all of my ‘brothers’, I was born: the only woman alive who could bear the grandchildren of Big
Boss.” Genesis snuffed out her
cigarette on the torture rack, right beside Snake’s cheek.
“The
original plan was to have me mate with Solidus, since he carried the perfect
balance. But, when I was sent to
reintroduce myself to him as his ‘sister’ and present him with the facts, he
spat in my face. He told me to send the
Patriots a message that he would have nothing to do with any of their
schemes. Apparently he had gone
renegade.”
Snake let
out a low growl. “So this is all the
Patriots’ doing?”
“Naturally,”
Genesis confirmed, “They are the leaders of the world. They need soldiers like us to help them in
their endeavors.”
The lady
Snake went over to the computer in the front of the room and pulled a disk from
its drive. “Do you know what this is?”
she asked, holding it up.
Snake
examined the disk in Genesis’ hand. It
had a label at the top reading “S3”. An
uneasy feeling came over him as he remembered where he had heard that
expression before.
“S3: Solid Snake Simulation,” he replied.
“Very
good,” Genesis praised her prisoner.
“And now that I know that you’ve heaf S3f S3, I’m sure you know what the
program does?”
“It’s a
program made to simulate my mission at Shadow Moses through the trials of
Jack.”
“Yes. And we will use the program to train our
children. Not only will they carry the
genetic legacy, but they will also be raised with the heart of a soldier.”
Genesis
untied her shirt and slipped it off.
Tossing it aside, she began to remove her gun belt and boots.
Snake
felt the table once agreclrecline itself, placing him in a horizontal
position. It became quite apparent to
the captive that his jailer had intended to get down to business right away.
***
Otacon’s
heart fluttered when he saw a familiar blue silhouette on his radar screen.
“Snake…”
he murmured.
He moved
quickly towards the signal until he came to the torture room at the end of a
hall. There was a window in the metal
door, and Hal stood on his tiptoes to peer inside. Otacon was shocked and confused at what he saw.
A naked
woman straddled a bound and equally disrobed Snake. She was enthusiastically riding him, the sounds of her loud
panting coming through even the thick metal of the door.
Hal
turned his attention to Snake. His eyes
were closed, a look of disgust written across his face as he was being raped.
Otacon
stood there helpless. “What am I going
to do?”
He was so
engulfed in thinking of a way to save his friend that he didn’t notice a man
walk up behind him. A gun pressed into
his back.
“Still
hiding behind that stealth camo, Emmerich?” someone asked.
“Knight?”
Hal whispered, trembling. He tried his
best to stay together even though his fear was beginning to take over.
“You
remember me then?” Sabren Knight said.
“Why are
you doing ?” O?” Otacon asked him.
A pistol
whip to the back of his head was his only answer.
***
A half an
hour later, the door to the detention area opened. Raiden turned to see three people enter the room. Frost was first, followed by Dr.
Raznov. Behind the doctor, with a gun
drawn and aimed at her head, was another woman. She was somewhat shorter than the other t Her Her brown hair was curled under right above
her shoulders, and her eyes were gray, splattered with just the right amount of
blue highlights. She seemed to be very
interested in the prisoner at the end of the row, and she stared long and hard
into Raiden’s eyes.
The reason
for her interest became very clear the moment she spoke.
“Jack.”
The face
didn’t match the voice, but her tone was unmistakable.
“Rose?”
he said, almost breathless with disbelief.
“You
should’ve just stayed out of trouble,” his ex-girlfriend chastised. “Why couldn’t you just be satisfied being a
father?”
He
narrowed his eyes to mere slits, his hatred for her reaching new heights. “Because a father must protect his son from
the evils in the world that people like you and ‘Frost’ are responsible for,”
the prisoner snapped.
Raiden’s
mind began to whirl. Ross sts still
working for the Patriots. “How could I
have been so gullible?” he scolded himself.
Then his
heart palpitated as his thoughts drifted elsewhere.
“Where’s
Iroquois?” Jack demanded.
“Safe,”
Rose answered, “But if you ever want to see him again, you’re going to have to
cooperate.”
“Damn
you!” the captive shouted, pounding his fists against the glass. His rage was slowly boiling over. “Give me back my son!”
“Our
son,” Rose reminded him.
“I swear
if I ever get the chance, I’ll fucking slit your throat! Do you hear me?! I’ll kill you!” Raiden growled like a
vicious animal. He continued pounding
the glass wall that held him. The skin
on his knuckles was splitting open from the repeated impacts. Red now began to stain the clear
material. He felt no pain, and was not
aware of his state of madness. All
Raiden could think about was his beautiful baby.
.
“You
won’t kill me, Jack. I am the only one
who knows where to find Iroquois,” Rose stated plainly. “Now calm yourself and submit. If you do so, then you can see your son.”
The
pounding stopped and Raiden lowered his head.
Tears of pain and anger splashed on the floor. He had no choice. If he
was ever going to see Iroquois again, then he’d have to give in. At least, for now…
“Do
whatever you want to me,” pokepoke sadly.
“I’ll cooperate.”
“That’s a
good boy, Jack,” Rosemary sneered. She
turned her head to face Dr. Raznov.
“Start
the preparations.”
***
Solid
Snake laid helplessly on the metal bed.
Despite his utter disgust with the woman on top of him, his body was
being far too honest with itself. He
had a firm erection, and it had held its vertical position for quite some time
now.
Genesis
continued the raping without so much as a break in her steady rhythm. Her well-trained body would not quit.
Solid
Snake gritted his teeth. Though she may
not give out, he surely would soon, and it wouldn’t be by choice either.
Genesis
bit her lip to silence her cries of pleasure.
She was thoroughly enjoying this, that fact app apparent to her victim
by the amount of moisture she was producing.
Dave
clenched his teeth harder, his climax close.
The lady
Snake could feel the muscles of the man beneath her begin to tense up. She moved faster, rocking her hips back and
forth as she went up and down.
Solid
Snake was pushed over the edge, as he released his seed inside of her. At the same time, Genesis threw her head
back, screaming out in a fit of passion, the successful conquest of her
‘brother’ causing her to orgasm.
The woman
removed her body from his, and picked her clothes up off of the floor. She dressed herself, then grabbed another
cigarette.
“Did you
enjoy that?”
Snake
didn’t reply. He lay on the bed with
his eyes closed, trying desperately to forget the events of the past forty-five
mes oes or so.
Genesis
blew her prisoner a kiss as she left the room.
“Good
night, brother.”
Author’s Notes:
Chapter
17: On a personal note, I’d like to say
that I HATE Rose, so I write her character best as evil.
Most
of you are probably scratching your heads saying, “Wait a minute! If two people from the same gene pool breed,
doesn’t that cause birth defects?” The
answer to that is this:
The reason why there is a higher
rate of birth defects when two people from the same gene pool breed is because
inherited recessive genetic defects, that may not show because a person has a
dominant gene to cancel out that defect, are easily passed on when two people who
both carry that recessive gene get together. There is then a 50/50 chance of
having a child with the double recessive combination causing the defect.
Big
Boss was the perfect soldier, so I assume that he has perfect genes, the
recessive genes not being those that carry defects. So, if Genesis and Solid were to have a child, there would be no
worries about genetic defects.
God… I read too much, don’t I? I’m such a nerd! Hehehehehe!!!
Author: The Ice
Goddess (FrozenBlueIce)
Fandom: Metal Gear Solid
Feedback: All feedback is welcome, whether it be
negative or positive. I’m trying to improve
on my writing so, please be honest: frozenblueice@yahoo.com
Pairing: The main pairing of this story is
Snake/Otacon, which is obvious to anyone who knows of my fondness for Hal
Emmerich, so therefore alright to disclose.
There are others, but if I told you what they were, it’d ruin the story.
Series: No.
There may be sequels in the future, but right now that is looking
unlikely due to time constraints.
Rating: R for language and strong sexual content and
rape. (this chapter only)
Disclaimer: All characters appearing in previous Metal
Gear Solid video games are the property of Konami Computer Entertainment of
Japan, and of their creator, Mr. Hideo Kojima.
All new characters are the property of The Ice Goddess. This is a work of fanfiction, and in no way,
shape, or form will I receive any monetary compensation for it. It is for entertainment purposes only.
Type: Action/Shounen-ai
Summary: This story takes place one year after the
events of “The Big Shell.” New
information found by Otacon sends Snake back into action. (That’s all I’m revealing!)
Chapter 17: Agony
Genesis
Snake pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her shirt pocket. She lit one up, drawing the smoke in deep.
Solid
Snake watched her. “I could really use
one of those, right now,” he thought to himself.
As if
reading his mind, Genesis placed the lit cigarette between her prisoner’s
lips. She then took out another one for
herself.
Snake
puffed it graciously. Despite the
tension from his current situation, at least he didn’t have that nagging hunger
for nicotine to worry about anymore.
“Why were
we created?” Genesis asked, smoke lining her words.
“To be
used as pawns in somebody’s sick game,” Snake growled.
“Pawns?”
she pondered, “Perhaps.” The woman
shifted her posture to favor her left foot, moving to rest her hand on the
other hip. “The real reason we were
created was to pass on a legacy: Big
Boss’ Legacy. He was the ultimate
soldier. It’s no wonder that ‘they’
didn’t want his candle to burn out without another to carry its flame.”
Dave
frowned. What was she getting at? None of this was new to him.
“The
problem with cloning and the tampering with genetics is that you always come
out with something a little less than perfect, no matter how identical the
genes may appear to be,” Genesis explained, gesturing in her ‘brother’s’
direction. “Take you for example: A perfect clone of Big Boss, yet engineered
specifically to show the dominant traits only.
And Liquid, engineered to show only the recessive traits. Your phenotype has been altered. You are not a perfect clone of Big Boss, and
obviously, neither am I.”
Snake
took another drag on his cigarette. “So
what?”
Genesis’
mouth turned upwards again into that particularly icy grin of hers. “So, nature cannot make a selection.” She paused for a moment, staring into the
eyes of the mercenary hard. “This time,
we’ll let nature decide the perfect soldier.”
“This
time?” Snake said questioningly. “What
the Hell are you talking about?”
“You and
I will fulfill Big Boss’ Legacy, and begin one of our own. We’ll produce the next generation of perfect
soldiers the way nature would’ve intended.”
Snake
laughed mockingly, ashes falling from his half-burned cigarette with each heave
of his diaphragm. “Sorry to spoil your
plans for a happy family, but you’ve forgotten one important thing.”
Genesis
crosses her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that?”
“Well, I
don’t know how you were engineered, but I’m steri he he sneered.
The lady
Snake walked up to Solwrapwrapping a warm hand around his genitals. “You say that with such confidence,” she
purred into his ear, “but I’m afraid that you’re wrong.”
Snake’s
defiant smile faded to a very neutral look.
“What do you mean?”
“When you
were created. Your genes were
programmed by means of gene mutation to produce ‘smart sperm’. These sperm were constructed to recognize
and reproduce only with an egg containing a specific DNA sequence: Big Boss’.
Alongside all of my ‘brothers’, I was born: the only woman alive who could bear the grandchildren of Big
Boss.” Genesis snuffed out her
cigarette on the torture rack, right beside Snake’s cheek.
“The
original plan was to have me mate with Solidus, since he carried the perfect
balance. But, when I was sent to
reintroduce myself to him as his ‘sister’ and present him with the facts, he
spat in my face. He told me to send the
Patriots a message that he would have nothing to do with any of their
schemes. Apparently he had gone
renegade.”
Snake let
out a low growl. “So this is all the
Patriots’ doing?”
“Naturally,”
Genesis confirmed, “They are the leaders of the world. They need soldiers like us to help them in
their endeavors.”
The lady
Snake went over to the computer in the front of the room and pulled a disk from
its drive. “Do you know what this is?”
she asked, holding it up.
Snake
examined the disk in Genesis’ hand. It
had a label at the top reading “S3”. An
uneasy feeling came over him as he remembered where he had heard that
expression before.
“S3: Solid Snake Simulation,” he replied.
“Very
good,” Genesis praised her prisoner.
“And now that I know that you’ve heaf S3f S3, I’m sure you know what the
program does?”
“It’s a
program made to simulate my mission at Shadow Moses through the trials of
Jack.”
“Yes. And we will use the program to train our
children. Not only will they carry the
genetic legacy, but they will also be raised with the heart of a soldier.”
Genesis
untied her shirt and slipped it off.
Tossing it aside, she began to remove her gun belt and boots.
Snake
felt the table once agreclrecline itself, placing him in a horizontal
position. It became quite apparent to
the captive that his jailer had intended to get down to business right away.
***
Otacon’s
heart fluttered when he saw a familiar blue silhouette on his radar screen.
“Snake…”
he murmured.
He moved
quickly towards the signal until he came to the torture room at the end of a
hall. There was a window in the metal
door, and Hal stood on his tiptoes to peer inside. Otacon was shocked and confused at what he saw.
A naked
woman straddled a bound and equally disrobed Snake. She was enthusiastically riding him, the sounds of her loud
panting coming through even the thick metal of the door.
Hal
turned his attention to Snake. His eyes
were closed, a look of disgust written across his face as he was being raped.
Otacon
stood there helpless. “What am I going
to do?”
He was so
engulfed in thinking of a way to save his friend that he didn’t notice a man
walk up behind him. A gun pressed into
his back.
“Still
hiding behind that stealth camo, Emmerich?” someone asked.
“Knight?”
Hal whispered, trembling. He tried his
best to stay together even though his fear was beginning to take over.
“You
remember me then?” Sabren Knight said.
“Why are
you doing ?” O?” Otacon asked him.
A pistol
whip to the back of his head was his only answer.
***
A half an
hour later, the door to the detention area opened. Raiden turned to see three people enter the room. Frost was first, followed by Dr.
Raznov. Behind the doctor, with a gun
drawn and aimed at her head, was another woman. She was somewhat shorter than the other t Her Her brown hair was curled under right above
her shoulders, and her eyes were gray, splattered with just the right amount of
blue highlights. She seemed to be very
interested in the prisoner at the end of the row, and she stared long and hard
into Raiden’s eyes.
The reason
for her interest became very clear the moment she spoke.
“Jack.”
The face
didn’t match the voice, but her tone was unmistakable.
“Rose?”
he said, almost breathless with disbelief.
“You
should’ve just stayed out of trouble,” his ex-girlfriend chastised. “Why couldn’t you just be satisfied being a
father?”
He
narrowed his eyes to mere slits, his hatred for her reaching new heights. “Because a father must protect his son from
the evils in the world that people like you and ‘Frost’ are responsible for,”
the prisoner snapped.
Raiden’s
mind began to whirl. Ross sts still
working for the Patriots. “How could I
have been so gullible?” he scolded himself.
Then his
heart palpitated as his thoughts drifted elsewhere.
“Where’s
Iroquois?” Jack demanded.
“Safe,”
Rose answered, “But if you ever want to see him again, you’re going to have to
cooperate.”
“Damn
you!” the captive shouted, pounding his fists against the glass. His rage was slowly boiling over. “Give me back my son!”
“Our
son,” Rose reminded him.
“I swear
if I ever get the chance, I’ll fucking slit your throat! Do you hear me?! I’ll kill you!” Raiden growled like a
vicious animal. He continued pounding
the glass wall that held him. The skin
on his knuckles was splitting open from the repeated impacts. Red now began to stain the clear
material. He felt no pain, and was not
aware of his state of madness. All
Raiden could think about was his beautiful baby.
.
“You
won’t kill me, Jack. I am the only one
who knows where to find Iroquois,” Rose stated plainly. “Now calm yourself and submit. If you do so, then you can see your son.”
The
pounding stopped and Raiden lowered his head.
Tears of pain and anger splashed on the floor. He had no choice. If he
was ever going to see Iroquois again, then he’d have to give in. At least, for now…
“Do
whatever you want to me,” pokepoke sadly.
“I’ll cooperate.”
“That’s a
good boy, Jack,” Rosemary sneered. She
turned her head to face Dr. Raznov.
“Start
the preparations.”
***
Solid
Snake laid helplessly on the metal bed.
Despite his utter disgust with the woman on top of him, his body was
being far too honest with itself. He
had a firm erection, and it had held its vertical position for quite some time
now.
Genesis
continued the raping without so much as a break in her steady rhythm. Her well-trained body would not quit.
Solid
Snake gritted his teeth. Though she may
not give out, he surely would soon, and it wouldn’t be by choice either.
Genesis
bit her lip to silence her cries of pleasure.
She was thoroughly enjoying this, that fact app apparent to her victim
by the amount of moisture she was producing.
Dave
clenched his teeth harder, his climax close.
The lady
Snake could feel the muscles of the man beneath her begin to tense up. She moved faster, rocking her hips back and
forth as she went up and down.
Solid
Snake was pushed over the edge, as he released his seed inside of her. At the same time, Genesis threw her head
back, screaming out in a fit of passion, the successful conquest of her
‘brother’ causing her to orgasm.
The woman
removed her body from his, and picked her clothes up off of the floor. She dressed herself, then grabbed another
cigarette.
“Did you
enjoy that?”
Snake
didn’t reply. He lay on the bed with
his eyes closed, trying desperately to forget the events of the past forty-five
mes oes or so.
Genesis
blew her prisoner a kiss as she left the room.
“Good
night, brother.”
Author’s Notes:
Chapter
17: On a personal note, I’d like to say
that I HATE Rose, so I write her character best as evil.
Most
of you are probably scratching your heads saying, “Wait a minute! If two people from the same gene pool breed,
doesn’t that cause birth defects?” The
answer to that is this:
The reason why there is a higher
rate of birth defects when two people from the same gene pool breed is because
inherited recessive genetic defects, that may not show because a person has a
dominant gene to cancel out that defect, are easily passed on when two people who
both carry that recessive gene get together. There is then a 50/50 chance of
having a child with the double recessive combination causing the defect.
Big
Boss was the perfect soldier, so I assume that he has perfect genes, the
recessive genes not being those that carry defects. So, if Genesis and Solid were to have a child, there would be no
worries about genetic defects.
God… I read too much, don’t I? I’m such a nerd! Hehehehehe!!!