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Rating:
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Chapters:
26
Views:
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5
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Chapter 24: Guardian from the Shadows
Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Chapter 24: Guardian from the Shadows
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-13 for language. (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 24: Guardian from the Shadows
Mei Ling
started up the engines of the boat she had just rented. It was small, but it would hold four
passengers, and it was the best one she could find on such a short notice. She had shelled out a lot of money for it
too, since the guy had already promised it to someone else.
She
looked down at her watch, still set to Russian time: 10:05 p.m. That was
exactly fourteen hours since she had last heard from Raiden. “Where could they be?” she thought to
herself.
Mei
stayed at the dock, engines running; ready to drive over to them at a moment’s
notice.
***
The
waters of the Atlantic Ocean sped below the wings of Metal Gear Shadow. The sun shined brightly above, giving the
otherwise unappealing, muddy color a sparkling sheen. They were flying at a relatively low altitude of 8,000 feet,
allowing Raiden to watch the boats in the ocean below pass by.
“We’re
coming up on New York City,” he announced.
“Where should I put down?”
“Right
over there,” Dr. Raznov said, pointing off to the right. “That should be far enough from shore. Take Shadow to the bottom.”
Metal
Gear dove from the sky and into the ocean, making the transition from air to
water with the grace of a swan. The
massive tail swayed back and forth, propelling them deeper.
Otacon
stood beside Raiden, leaning on the back of his chair to keep his nce nce as he
watched the underwater scenery. The
continental shelf blossomed with life.
Fish swam through the jungles of green seaweed. Jellyfish bobbed along, minding their own
business. And Crabs walked sideways
across the now visible ocean floor.
Raiden guided Shadow to a spot near some rocks and set it down.
***
“Welcome
back, Mr. Skywalker!” Mei answered her codec cheerfully. “I’m glad everyone’s alright.”
“Hi,
Princess. Where are you at?”
“I’m at
the docks on the east side, ready with a boat,” she replied.
“Great. Meet us at these coordinates in
approximately ten minutes,” Jack instructed, sending their position via Metal
Gear’s navigational computer to the information officer’s laptop.
“Got
them,” Mei confirmed the transmission.
“I’ll be
seeing you real soon,” Raiden told her.
“I can’t
wait. I’m so glad this mission’s
finally over. You all had me so
worried. Laterz!”
“Bye!” he
said, blowing her a kiss and ending the codec call.
Mei Ling
looked at her watch again, sighing impatiently.
“Ten
minutes…”
***
“Begin
‘Self-Destruct’ sequence. The code
is: 19446LPA1087,” Dr. Raznov told the
pilot.
Raiden
ran the commands to Metal Gear Shadow.
“Self-Destruct sequence lock one released. Confirmation code needed for initiation of the countdown,” he
stated.
“Confirmation
code is: 26301CWV0301.”
“Code
input complete,” Raiden announced.
“Setting clock at T-5 minutes……Done.”
Anja
disconnected the pilot from the mainframe.
Jack felt the flow of information yanked from him, making him feel
blind. His head pounded, trying to
compensate.
“Agh! My head!” he cried out, pressing his hands
against his temples.
“You
alright, kid? What’s happening?!” Snake
asked.
“It’s
alright,” Dr. Raznov said reassuringly.
“He’s just experiencing the normal withdrawal side effects from the
sudden disconnection from Metal Gear’s computer.”
Raiden’s
temples pulsed. The pressure in his
head was so great that tears began to squeeze out the sides of his tightly
clamped eyes. He cried out again,
“Aaaah!!”
The
scientist dropped to her knees beside his chair and took his head into her hands. She began to run them through his hair in a
soothing, circular motion. “Try to
clear your mind,” she told him. “The
more you try to think, the worse it’ll get.”
Raiden
breathed hard, blowing out large clouds of condensed moisture as he tried to
regain his composure.
“Kid, can
you get up?” Snake asked. “We need to
get out of here!”
The young
man nodded, pulling himself to his feet.
He grabbed his head again, and a black curtain dropped suddenly over his
eyes. Jack began to tumble.
“Shit!”
Snake growled, lunging forward to catch him.
“He’ll be
fine,” Anja stated. “Let’s get him into
the escape pod.”
Solid
Snake quickly hoisted the flimsy, unconscious form over his shoulder. He felt pain shoot upwards from his wounded
thigh. He gritted his teeth. Blood was making its way through the
bandages, which had already been redressed at least five times during their
journey. He was going to need stitches.
His
partner looked over at him in concern.
The mercenary nodded in his direction to reassure him that he’d be
alright.
Anja went
over to the back of the cockpit and pulled on the manual release lever, opening
the door to the escape pod. The inside
was rather narrow, but they’d all fit.
She went in and sat in the pilot’s seat, activating the control panel.
Snake
limped into the pod next with Raiden.
The cold skin of his exposed torso lay against his hauler’s cheek. It gave Dave an eerie feeling. He’d felt skin that cold before, but only on
dead men. The only thing letting him
know differently was the steady beat of his heart, pounding against his
chest. It was just so unnatural. He lowered Jack to the ground, leaning his
body against the wall.
Otacon
was slowly staggering towards the doorway, still weak from his brush with death
earlier. Snake went over to him,
offering his shoulder. The engineer
wrapped his arm around it and hobbled quickly into the pod. Hal sat himself in the corner, his knees
drawn up under his chin, and his partner sat down beside him.
“Let’s
go, Doc!” the mercenary said to the woman in the pilot seat.
Anja
finished initializing the systems, pressing buttons and flipping switches
across the panel. “Ready to… Oh no!”
“Is
something wrong?” Hal asked.
“My
locket. I dropped it. I’ll be right back,” she said, getting up
from her chair and heading back into the cockpit.
The door
to the escape pod shut behind her.
“What the
Hell?!” Snake growled.
“Auto-Pilot
set. Launch in T-30 seconds,” a voice
announced.
“That
double-crossing bitch!” he cursed, trying to get the door open. Dave turned to the engineer. “Can you stop this thing?”
“I’ll
try,” he replied, limping over to the controls. Hal studied them quickly and carefully. He tried a few things.
“No good,
Snake. She’s locked us out of the
system,” he said in defeat. “There’s no
way I can hack us in within ten more seconds.”
Snake
charged at the door in a fit of rage, throwing his full weight into it. The metal didn’t budge. “Damn!”
“Launching
in 5…” the voice echoed throughout the pod.
“Snake,
you’d better hold on!” Hal called back to him.
“4…”
The
mercenary gave the door one last frustrated kick, then sat down.
“3…”
Otacon
buckled himself in.
“2…”
“1…”
“Damn!!!”
Snake cursed again, banging his fist on the floor.
The pod
lurched forward as it jettisoned from its bay.
It cut through the water like a hot knife through butter, traveling
farther and farther away from Shadow.
After awhile, it began to lose its momentum. It slowed to a halt, floating up to the surface.
A call
was coming in on each of their codecs at frequency 141.62.
“Who are
you?” Snake demanded harshly.
“I go by
Anja Raznov when I’m out in the field, but I have many other names, just as you
do.”
“Are you
with the Patriots?” Hal chimed in his query.
“I am one
of your guardians. That’s all you need
to know.”
“Guardian…?”
the engineer pondered.
“How
benevolent!” Snake hissed. “Sorry, but
I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Why did
you put yourself and us through all of this if you could have taken Shadow
anytime you wanted?” Otacon asked, clenching his fists, remembering the painful
events of the past few days. Tears
welled up in his eyes.
Snake
walked over to him and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Hal reached up and clasped his hand in
his. Dave gave it a quick squeeze.
“We did
it to make you stronger. I anticipated
Genesis’ treachery so I sent you, Snake, in as a distraction. It was to be orchestrated that you would
kill her for us, but it worked out even better. Dr. Emmerich gained a lot from his experience.”
“I didn’t
want to kill anybody!” he protested, tears welling up again. “Even if she was a bad person!”
“I saw
the way you held that gun. Don’t deny
that seeing your friend in danger didn’t make you want to see her dead. You found a thrill in killing her.”
“Shut
up!” he sobbed. “I just want to forget
this whole thing ever happened!”
“But you
won’t, so don’t fight it. Learn from
the experience.”
“Leave
him alone!” Snake snarled.
“Forgive
me. I meant your partner no harm.”
“Why
didn’t you just kill her?” Otacon demanded an answer.
“I
couldn’t reveal my identity or intentions.
See, our organization runs on a similar set of checks and balances that
the U.S. government does. There are
many branches, one unaware of the other.
There are most likely branches that even I am not familiar with. It’s to help keep ambitious people like
Genesis from trying a hostile takeover of such a delicately balanced
organization. One watches over the
other in an endless cycle.”
“So why
us? Why drag us into this? Why not send another of your lackeys to
eliminate her?” Hal posed.
“Who
better to take care of her than her genetic equal?”
“So I
suppose that this was just another stupid exercise for your precious S3
program?” the mercenary growled, gritting his teeth.
“The information
collected was invaluable. We appreciate
your cooperation.”
“Go shove
it up your ass!”
“My,
my! Such hostile language.”
“So
that’s it then?” Hal spoke up. “You
people are going to force us to live these nightmares again and again for some
‘perfect soldier project’?”
“Your
lives play an important role in the future of this world. It has been written into your
destinies. All of you will see things
in a better light when everything finally comes to order.”
“I don’t
want any part in it,” stated Otacon sternly.
“But
you’ve already begun to play your part, Dr. Emmerich.”
“Fuck
you!”
Snake was
shocked. He’d never seen his friend so
angry in his entire life. He lay his
other hand on top of their already joined hands, reassuring him with his touch.
“What
about Jack? What part does he have in
all of this?” the mercenary asked.
“His fate
is the same as your own. Once you
decided to show up at the Big Shell, and quite unexpectedly I might add, your
lives were tied together. I suppose it
was inevitable that the man we were trying to shape as Solid Snake would
actually encounter the one he was modeled after. Life has a funny way of throwing in irony when you least expect
it.” She paused, letting out a
sigh. “Anyways, I’ll be leaving you
now. Live your lives to the fullest,
knowing how important you are to the future of humanity. I’m sure we’ll meet again in the future.”
“When
that time comes, I will kill you,” Snake assured her.
“I’ll be
looking forward to that,” she replied, signing off.
The three
were left alone again: Raiden in the
darkness of his unconscious mind, Snake left to his own thoughts, and Hal’s
mind to break. He cried, unable to hold
up the dam he had constructed to keep the tears back. Snake didn’t know what to do.
He didn’t know how to deal with emotions. The only thing he could think to do was hold him, so he scooped
his partner up into his arms and hugged him tight.
The pod
drifted along the surface of the Ocean towards the shore.
Author’s Notes:
Nothing much to explain here.
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-13 for language. (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 24: Guardian from the Shadows
Mei Ling
started up the engines of the boat she had just rented. It was small, but it would hold four
passengers, and it was the best one she could find on such a short notice. She had shelled out a lot of money for it
too, since the guy had already promised it to someone else.
She
looked down at her watch, still set to Russian time: 10:05 p.m. That was
exactly fourteen hours since she had last heard from Raiden. “Where could they be?” she thought to
herself.
Mei
stayed at the dock, engines running; ready to drive over to them at a moment’s
notice.
***
The
waters of the Atlantic Ocean sped below the wings of Metal Gear Shadow. The sun shined brightly above, giving the
otherwise unappealing, muddy color a sparkling sheen. They were flying at a relatively low altitude of 8,000 feet,
allowing Raiden to watch the boats in the ocean below pass by.
“We’re
coming up on New York City,” he announced.
“Where should I put down?”
“Right
over there,” Dr. Raznov said, pointing off to the right. “That should be far enough from shore. Take Shadow to the bottom.”
Metal
Gear dove from the sky and into the ocean, making the transition from air to
water with the grace of a swan. The
massive tail swayed back and forth, propelling them deeper.
Otacon
stood beside Raiden, leaning on the back of his chair to keep his nce nce as he
watched the underwater scenery. The
continental shelf blossomed with life.
Fish swam through the jungles of green seaweed. Jellyfish bobbed along, minding their own
business. And Crabs walked sideways
across the now visible ocean floor.
Raiden guided Shadow to a spot near some rocks and set it down.
***
“Welcome
back, Mr. Skywalker!” Mei answered her codec cheerfully. “I’m glad everyone’s alright.”
“Hi,
Princess. Where are you at?”
“I’m at
the docks on the east side, ready with a boat,” she replied.
“Great. Meet us at these coordinates in
approximately ten minutes,” Jack instructed, sending their position via Metal
Gear’s navigational computer to the information officer’s laptop.
“Got
them,” Mei confirmed the transmission.
“I’ll be
seeing you real soon,” Raiden told her.
“I can’t
wait. I’m so glad this mission’s
finally over. You all had me so
worried. Laterz!”
“Bye!” he
said, blowing her a kiss and ending the codec call.
Mei Ling
looked at her watch again, sighing impatiently.
“Ten
minutes…”
***
“Begin
‘Self-Destruct’ sequence. The code
is: 19446LPA1087,” Dr. Raznov told the
pilot.
Raiden
ran the commands to Metal Gear Shadow.
“Self-Destruct sequence lock one released. Confirmation code needed for initiation of the countdown,” he
stated.
“Confirmation
code is: 26301CWV0301.”
“Code
input complete,” Raiden announced.
“Setting clock at T-5 minutes……Done.”
Anja
disconnected the pilot from the mainframe.
Jack felt the flow of information yanked from him, making him feel
blind. His head pounded, trying to
compensate.
“Agh! My head!” he cried out, pressing his hands
against his temples.
“You
alright, kid? What’s happening?!” Snake
asked.
“It’s
alright,” Dr. Raznov said reassuringly.
“He’s just experiencing the normal withdrawal side effects from the
sudden disconnection from Metal Gear’s computer.”
Raiden’s
temples pulsed. The pressure in his
head was so great that tears began to squeeze out the sides of his tightly
clamped eyes. He cried out again,
“Aaaah!!”
The
scientist dropped to her knees beside his chair and took his head into her hands. She began to run them through his hair in a
soothing, circular motion. “Try to
clear your mind,” she told him. “The
more you try to think, the worse it’ll get.”
Raiden
breathed hard, blowing out large clouds of condensed moisture as he tried to
regain his composure.
“Kid, can
you get up?” Snake asked. “We need to
get out of here!”
The young
man nodded, pulling himself to his feet.
He grabbed his head again, and a black curtain dropped suddenly over his
eyes. Jack began to tumble.
“Shit!”
Snake growled, lunging forward to catch him.
“He’ll be
fine,” Anja stated. “Let’s get him into
the escape pod.”
Solid
Snake quickly hoisted the flimsy, unconscious form over his shoulder. He felt pain shoot upwards from his wounded
thigh. He gritted his teeth. Blood was making its way through the
bandages, which had already been redressed at least five times during their
journey. He was going to need stitches.
His
partner looked over at him in concern.
The mercenary nodded in his direction to reassure him that he’d be
alright.
Anja went
over to the back of the cockpit and pulled on the manual release lever, opening
the door to the escape pod. The inside
was rather narrow, but they’d all fit.
She went in and sat in the pilot’s seat, activating the control panel.
Snake
limped into the pod next with Raiden.
The cold skin of his exposed torso lay against his hauler’s cheek. It gave Dave an eerie feeling. He’d felt skin that cold before, but only on
dead men. The only thing letting him
know differently was the steady beat of his heart, pounding against his
chest. It was just so unnatural. He lowered Jack to the ground, leaning his
body against the wall.
Otacon
was slowly staggering towards the doorway, still weak from his brush with death
earlier. Snake went over to him,
offering his shoulder. The engineer
wrapped his arm around it and hobbled quickly into the pod. Hal sat himself in the corner, his knees
drawn up under his chin, and his partner sat down beside him.
“Let’s
go, Doc!” the mercenary said to the woman in the pilot seat.
Anja
finished initializing the systems, pressing buttons and flipping switches
across the panel. “Ready to… Oh no!”
“Is
something wrong?” Hal asked.
“My
locket. I dropped it. I’ll be right back,” she said, getting up
from her chair and heading back into the cockpit.
The door
to the escape pod shut behind her.
“What the
Hell?!” Snake growled.
“Auto-Pilot
set. Launch in T-30 seconds,” a voice
announced.
“That
double-crossing bitch!” he cursed, trying to get the door open. Dave turned to the engineer. “Can you stop this thing?”
“I’ll
try,” he replied, limping over to the controls. Hal studied them quickly and carefully. He tried a few things.
“No good,
Snake. She’s locked us out of the
system,” he said in defeat. “There’s no
way I can hack us in within ten more seconds.”
Snake
charged at the door in a fit of rage, throwing his full weight into it. The metal didn’t budge. “Damn!”
“Launching
in 5…” the voice echoed throughout the pod.
“Snake,
you’d better hold on!” Hal called back to him.
“4…”
The
mercenary gave the door one last frustrated kick, then sat down.
“3…”
Otacon
buckled himself in.
“2…”
“1…”
“Damn!!!”
Snake cursed again, banging his fist on the floor.
The pod
lurched forward as it jettisoned from its bay.
It cut through the water like a hot knife through butter, traveling
farther and farther away from Shadow.
After awhile, it began to lose its momentum. It slowed to a halt, floating up to the surface.
A call
was coming in on each of their codecs at frequency 141.62.
“Who are
you?” Snake demanded harshly.
“I go by
Anja Raznov when I’m out in the field, but I have many other names, just as you
do.”
“Are you
with the Patriots?” Hal chimed in his query.
“I am one
of your guardians. That’s all you need
to know.”
“Guardian…?”
the engineer pondered.
“How
benevolent!” Snake hissed. “Sorry, but
I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Why did
you put yourself and us through all of this if you could have taken Shadow
anytime you wanted?” Otacon asked, clenching his fists, remembering the painful
events of the past few days. Tears
welled up in his eyes.
Snake
walked over to him and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Hal reached up and clasped his hand in
his. Dave gave it a quick squeeze.
“We did
it to make you stronger. I anticipated
Genesis’ treachery so I sent you, Snake, in as a distraction. It was to be orchestrated that you would
kill her for us, but it worked out even better. Dr. Emmerich gained a lot from his experience.”
“I didn’t
want to kill anybody!” he protested, tears welling up again. “Even if she was a bad person!”
“I saw
the way you held that gun. Don’t deny
that seeing your friend in danger didn’t make you want to see her dead. You found a thrill in killing her.”
“Shut
up!” he sobbed. “I just want to forget
this whole thing ever happened!”
“But you
won’t, so don’t fight it. Learn from
the experience.”
“Leave
him alone!” Snake snarled.
“Forgive
me. I meant your partner no harm.”
“Why
didn’t you just kill her?” Otacon demanded an answer.
“I
couldn’t reveal my identity or intentions.
See, our organization runs on a similar set of checks and balances that
the U.S. government does. There are
many branches, one unaware of the other.
There are most likely branches that even I am not familiar with. It’s to help keep ambitious people like
Genesis from trying a hostile takeover of such a delicately balanced
organization. One watches over the
other in an endless cycle.”
“So why
us? Why drag us into this? Why not send another of your lackeys to
eliminate her?” Hal posed.
“Who
better to take care of her than her genetic equal?”
“So I
suppose that this was just another stupid exercise for your precious S3
program?” the mercenary growled, gritting his teeth.
“The information
collected was invaluable. We appreciate
your cooperation.”
“Go shove
it up your ass!”
“My,
my! Such hostile language.”
“So
that’s it then?” Hal spoke up. “You
people are going to force us to live these nightmares again and again for some
‘perfect soldier project’?”
“Your
lives play an important role in the future of this world. It has been written into your
destinies. All of you will see things
in a better light when everything finally comes to order.”
“I don’t
want any part in it,” stated Otacon sternly.
“But
you’ve already begun to play your part, Dr. Emmerich.”
“Fuck
you!”
Snake was
shocked. He’d never seen his friend so
angry in his entire life. He lay his
other hand on top of their already joined hands, reassuring him with his touch.
“What
about Jack? What part does he have in
all of this?” the mercenary asked.
“His fate
is the same as your own. Once you
decided to show up at the Big Shell, and quite unexpectedly I might add, your
lives were tied together. I suppose it
was inevitable that the man we were trying to shape as Solid Snake would
actually encounter the one he was modeled after. Life has a funny way of throwing in irony when you least expect
it.” She paused, letting out a
sigh. “Anyways, I’ll be leaving you
now. Live your lives to the fullest,
knowing how important you are to the future of humanity. I’m sure we’ll meet again in the future.”
“When
that time comes, I will kill you,” Snake assured her.
“I’ll be
looking forward to that,” she replied, signing off.
The three
were left alone again: Raiden in the
darkness of his unconscious mind, Snake left to his own thoughts, and Hal’s
mind to break. He cried, unable to hold
up the dam he had constructed to keep the tears back. Snake didn’t know what to do.
He didn’t know how to deal with emotions. The only thing he could think to do was hold him, so he scooped
his partner up into his arms and hugged him tight.
The pod
drifted along the surface of the Ocean towards the shore.
Author’s Notes:
Nothing much to explain here.