Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction
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+M through R › Metal Gear
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
26
Views:
3,213
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 20: Rescue
Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Chapter 20: Rescue
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: PG (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 20: Rescue
Raiden
followed behind Dr. Raznov through the seemingly endless halls of the base,
each stretch still resembling the last.
He checked his radar screen. They
were definitely somewhere other than where they started.
Jack had
on just a pair of black pants and a pair of black boots. The scientist had told him that clothing
would irritate the skin around the area of his new implants, so he decided to
stick to wearing clothes on his bottom half.
They were RNF issue, the only thing she had to give him. At least he wasn’t exposed anymore, he
thought. This was the second time he
had been captured and stripped down to his birthday suit. He wondered why the enemy couldn’t do its
torturing with his clothes still on.
Anja
stopped and pointed to a door at the end of a corridor. “That’s the torture room,” she said. The woman swallowed hard as memories of her
previous visits there resurfaced.
Raiden
went up to the door and looked in the window.
There was Snake, just where Otacon said he’d be. Noticing Dave’s lack of clothing, Jack let a
smirk run across his face. At least he
wasn’t the only one who had been exposed this time.
He tried
to go in, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“Damn! It’s locked. How am I supposed to get in?”
Dr.
Raznov came up beside him and got out an access card. She swiped it through the slot next to the keypad, then typed in
her four digit ID code. The door slid
open.
“Oh, uh…
Thanks,” Jack said blushing.
The woman
smiled, then waved him in.
Jack
stepped cautiously, looking for signs of others nearby. It appeared that the coast was clear, but he
didn’t let down his guard.
The
mercenary was lying, restrained against the metal table. His eyes were closed, and he looked as if he
was sleeping. As Raiden approached the
bed, Snake’s eyes popped open, instantly alert to the presence in the room.
“Come
back for more, have ya?” he snarled.
“Huh?
‘Nathair’, it’s me,” Jack told him, walking around into his line of vision.
“Kid? How the Hell did you get here?” he asked,
relaxing a bit. “And what the Hell
happened to you?” he gestured with his chin at the strange panels of blinking
lights.
“No time
to explain,” he replied. “I have Dr… I
mean, Anja with me. We’re getting out
of here.”
The
scientist worked the rack’s controls, releasing the prisoner.
Snake sat
up for a moment, rubbing his freed wrists.
“Thanks doc.” He looked
around. “Where’s ‘Richard’?”
“He’s in trouble,”
Jack explained, “but he refused to tell me where he was. He said I had to find you first. He told me you were in some kind of trouble
yourself.”
Snake let
out a low growl. “It wasn’t anything I
couldn’t handle. I’ve dealt with worse
tortures.”
Dave
touched the spot behind his ear to activate his codec.
“Otacon? Are you there? Otacon!”
There was
no answer. He tried a few more times,
but still no answer.
“Otacon?”
Something
was coming through. It was hard to make
out, but it sounded like raspy breathing.
“Otacon. Where are you?” Snake called out to him
again.
He
listened for a reply. His ears picked
up on a clacking sound. It sounded like
chattering teeth.
“S…s…n…n…n…a…k…k…ke…”
a trembling voice whispered.
“Otacon! Hang in there!” he told him.
Snake
jumped to his feet, grabbing his things out of a crate in the corner of the
room. He quickly threw on his sneaking
suit and holster, but there was no gun to put in it.
“Doctor?”
“Yes?”
“Is there
a large freezer anywhere on the base?”
Anja
nodded. “Yes. It’s in my ‘Element’ testing lab nearby ‘Shadow’s’ hangar. Why?”
Snake
tied his bandana around his head. “Show
me the way.”
***
Something
felt warm against Hal’s body.
“Otacon.”
He heard
his name being called. Was he dreaming? Everything was so dark. His eyes just wouldn’t open.
“Otacon.”
He heard
his name called again. A slight trace
of musk entered his nostrils. The scent
was alluring and familiar.
“Damn it,
Otacon. Open your eyes!”
It was
Dave’s voice. He found the strength to
open his eyes and look up at him.
“Snake…”
he breathed.
“Yeah
Otacon, it’s me,” the other returned.
He was sitting on the floor with his friend’s head resting against his
chest. His arms were wrapped around
him, trying to share his body heat with his friend.
“I’m so…”
Hal coughed a few times, his blue lips still
trembling.
“I’m so
glad… you’re… alright.”
“I’m
fine,” he reassured him. “Why wouldn’t
you tell Jack where you were?”
A pair of
hazel eyes bore into his. “Because… I knew…”
he wheezed, “I knew… he could… save you…”
“But why,
Otacon? Why risk your life like that?”
Snake demanded.
“Because…
I…”
Hal
paused, trying desperately to breathe in the warm air around him deep. He had so much to say, but his body wasn’t
cooperating. Otacon could feel it. He was dying. If he was going to say what was on his mind, he’d have to hurry.
“Snake… Do you remember… when I asked you… if you
thought love… could bloom on a battlefield?”
“Yes,
Hal. I remember,” he replied.
Do yDo you…
remember… what you said to me?”
“Anytime,
anyplace, people can fall in love with each other.”
Hal
smiled weakly. He did remember.
“You
also… told me… that if you love… someone…”
Hal
coughed again, his windpipes rasping and whistling as he struggled to keep
control.
“you
have… to… be able to… protect them.”
Snake
nodded, his green eyes matching his hazel gaze. “That’s right.”
“I
tried…” he whispered. “I tried to
protect Wolf… but… I failed.”
He
coughed again.
“I tried…
to… protect E.E., …but I… failed…”
Warm
tears streamed down his red, frost-bitten cheeks. Snake wiped them away with a gloved hand.
“And
now…” Hal’s voice lowered again. His
friend leaned in closer to hear his words.
“Now… I’ve failed… to… protect… you…”
Otacon
gathered up what little power he had left in his body to raise his mouth up to
meet Snake’s. He kissed him
gently. Dave tasted so sweet, just as
he imagined he would. He didn’t want it
to end. Hal loved him, and he would die
with the satisfaction that he had finally told him how he felt.
For the
longest time he hadn’t even known it himself.
But after awhile, it had just become so clear.
Losing
control, Hal’s body collapsed into Dave’s lap, breaking the kiss.
Snake had
a look of shock and confusion on his face.
Otacon was in love with him?
He
checked Hal’s pulse. It was weak, but
still there. He scooped the limp form
into his arms and held him close.
His codec
rang. It was Anja Raznov.
“Nathair. I’ve got my anti-hypothermia supplies. We’re headed back your way.”
“Hurry
up!” Snake told her. “He hasn’t got
much time left.”
“ETA: four minutes,” she stated, ending the call.
Snake
turned his attention once again to Otacon.
“So,
that’s why you came along,” he whispered as he caressed his hair.
Dave listened
to the sounds of his partner’s shallow breathing as he waited for help to
arrive.
“Hang in
there, Hal.”
Author’s Notes:
Nothing really for this chapter.
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: PG (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 20: Rescue
Raiden
followed behind Dr. Raznov through the seemingly endless halls of the base,
each stretch still resembling the last.
He checked his radar screen. They
were definitely somewhere other than where they started.
Jack had
on just a pair of black pants and a pair of black boots. The scientist had told him that clothing
would irritate the skin around the area of his new implants, so he decided to
stick to wearing clothes on his bottom half.
They were RNF issue, the only thing she had to give him. At least he wasn’t exposed anymore, he
thought. This was the second time he
had been captured and stripped down to his birthday suit. He wondered why the enemy couldn’t do its
torturing with his clothes still on.
Anja
stopped and pointed to a door at the end of a corridor. “That’s the torture room,” she said. The woman swallowed hard as memories of her
previous visits there resurfaced.
Raiden
went up to the door and looked in the window.
There was Snake, just where Otacon said he’d be. Noticing Dave’s lack of clothing, Jack let a
smirk run across his face. At least he
wasn’t the only one who had been exposed this time.
He tried
to go in, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“Damn! It’s locked. How am I supposed to get in?”
Dr.
Raznov came up beside him and got out an access card. She swiped it through the slot next to the keypad, then typed in
her four digit ID code. The door slid
open.
“Oh, uh…
Thanks,” Jack said blushing.
The woman
smiled, then waved him in.
Jack
stepped cautiously, looking for signs of others nearby. It appeared that the coast was clear, but he
didn’t let down his guard.
The
mercenary was lying, restrained against the metal table. His eyes were closed, and he looked as if he
was sleeping. As Raiden approached the
bed, Snake’s eyes popped open, instantly alert to the presence in the room.
“Come
back for more, have ya?” he snarled.
“Huh?
‘Nathair’, it’s me,” Jack told him, walking around into his line of vision.
“Kid? How the Hell did you get here?” he asked,
relaxing a bit. “And what the Hell
happened to you?” he gestured with his chin at the strange panels of blinking
lights.
“No time
to explain,” he replied. “I have Dr… I
mean, Anja with me. We’re getting out
of here.”
The
scientist worked the rack’s controls, releasing the prisoner.
Snake sat
up for a moment, rubbing his freed wrists.
“Thanks doc.” He looked
around. “Where’s ‘Richard’?”
“He’s in trouble,”
Jack explained, “but he refused to tell me where he was. He said I had to find you first. He told me you were in some kind of trouble
yourself.”
Snake let
out a low growl. “It wasn’t anything I
couldn’t handle. I’ve dealt with worse
tortures.”
Dave
touched the spot behind his ear to activate his codec.
“Otacon? Are you there? Otacon!”
There was
no answer. He tried a few more times,
but still no answer.
“Otacon?”
Something
was coming through. It was hard to make
out, but it sounded like raspy breathing.
“Otacon. Where are you?” Snake called out to him
again.
He
listened for a reply. His ears picked
up on a clacking sound. It sounded like
chattering teeth.
“S…s…n…n…n…a…k…k…ke…”
a trembling voice whispered.
“Otacon! Hang in there!” he told him.
Snake
jumped to his feet, grabbing his things out of a crate in the corner of the
room. He quickly threw on his sneaking
suit and holster, but there was no gun to put in it.
“Doctor?”
“Yes?”
“Is there
a large freezer anywhere on the base?”
Anja
nodded. “Yes. It’s in my ‘Element’ testing lab nearby ‘Shadow’s’ hangar. Why?”
Snake
tied his bandana around his head. “Show
me the way.”
***
Something
felt warm against Hal’s body.
“Otacon.”
He heard
his name being called. Was he dreaming? Everything was so dark. His eyes just wouldn’t open.
“Otacon.”
He heard
his name called again. A slight trace
of musk entered his nostrils. The scent
was alluring and familiar.
“Damn it,
Otacon. Open your eyes!”
It was
Dave’s voice. He found the strength to
open his eyes and look up at him.
“Snake…”
he breathed.
“Yeah
Otacon, it’s me,” the other returned.
He was sitting on the floor with his friend’s head resting against his
chest. His arms were wrapped around
him, trying to share his body heat with his friend.
“I’m so…”
Hal coughed a few times, his blue lips still
trembling.
“I’m so
glad… you’re… alright.”
“I’m
fine,” he reassured him. “Why wouldn’t
you tell Jack where you were?”
A pair of
hazel eyes bore into his. “Because… I knew…”
he wheezed, “I knew… he could… save you…”
“But why,
Otacon? Why risk your life like that?”
Snake demanded.
“Because…
I…”
Hal
paused, trying desperately to breathe in the warm air around him deep. He had so much to say, but his body wasn’t
cooperating. Otacon could feel it. He was dying. If he was going to say what was on his mind, he’d have to hurry.
“Snake… Do you remember… when I asked you… if you
thought love… could bloom on a battlefield?”
“Yes,
Hal. I remember,” he replied.
Do yDo you…
remember… what you said to me?”
“Anytime,
anyplace, people can fall in love with each other.”
Hal
smiled weakly. He did remember.
“You
also… told me… that if you love… someone…”
Hal
coughed again, his windpipes rasping and whistling as he struggled to keep
control.
“you
have… to… be able to… protect them.”
Snake
nodded, his green eyes matching his hazel gaze. “That’s right.”
“I
tried…” he whispered. “I tried to
protect Wolf… but… I failed.”
He
coughed again.
“I tried…
to… protect E.E., …but I… failed…”
Warm
tears streamed down his red, frost-bitten cheeks. Snake wiped them away with a gloved hand.
“And
now…” Hal’s voice lowered again. His
friend leaned in closer to hear his words.
“Now… I’ve failed… to… protect… you…”
Otacon
gathered up what little power he had left in his body to raise his mouth up to
meet Snake’s. He kissed him
gently. Dave tasted so sweet, just as
he imagined he would. He didn’t want it
to end. Hal loved him, and he would die
with the satisfaction that he had finally told him how he felt.
For the
longest time he hadn’t even known it himself.
But after awhile, it had just become so clear.
Losing
control, Hal’s body collapsed into Dave’s lap, breaking the kiss.
Snake had
a look of shock and confusion on his face.
Otacon was in love with him?
He
checked Hal’s pulse. It was weak, but
still there. He scooped the limp form
into his arms and held him close.
His codec
rang. It was Anja Raznov.
“Nathair. I’ve got my anti-hypothermia supplies. We’re headed back your way.”
“Hurry
up!” Snake told her. “He hasn’t got
much time left.”
“ETA: four minutes,” she stated, ending the call.
Snake
turned his attention once again to Otacon.
“So,
that’s why you came along,” he whispered as he caressed his hair.
Dave listened
to the sounds of his partner’s shallow breathing as he waited for help to
arrive.
“Hang in
there, Hal.”
Author’s Notes:
Nothing really for this chapter.