Metal kh-vids Solid: The Twin Cynics Pt. 9

When last we left our hero, he was facing Metal Gear with Fox in the cockpit. Looks like a sticky situation here.

Soush: SJ, Halo's armor is impregnable. You can't do damage with the weapons you have. Halo uses the latest advances in compound armor. The only way you can damage it is with anti-tank rounds.

SJ: So what do I do?

Soush: Halo's pilot seat operates exactly like a VR system. It's completely self-enclosed and shut off from the outside environment.

SJ: He's not using his eyes?

Soush: That's right. If something were to damage the sensors. See that round plate on the left arm? The shield looking doohickey? If you can destroy that, it won't be able to use the electronic equipment.

SJ: So he'll be blinded in other words?

Soush: Yes. Try to hit it with a stinger missile.

SJ: So that will stop it?

Soush: No...it can be operated manually too.

SJ: Oh..great.

Soush: That part that looks like a beak is where the pilot's seat is. It will open in emergency situations. Halo's armor is perfect. You can't destroy it.

SJ: You told me that already.

Soush: But inside is another story.

SJ: Oh...I get it now. First destroy the radome. That will force him to open up the pilot's seat.

Soush: Right. If you can shoot a Stinger missile into the cockpit, you'll destroy the computer control system.

SJ: You designed this thing with a weak point on purpose?

Soush: It's not a weakness. I like to think of it as a character flaw. People just aren't complete without some type of character flaw, don't you think?

SJ: It's a damned machine. But I suppose so...I owe you one, Soush.

SJ removed the stinger missle luncher and works on removing the radome. The Gear pauses and Sj thinks he has it. But then it starts moving again.

SJ; Damn.

LF: Nice try, SJ. DIE!!

As the Gear stomps forward, none other than Shikamaru's Shadow appears with an unexplainable laser cannon for one arm. The Ninja holds up one of the Gear's feet.

Vivi: Hurry. Get Away!

SJ: Shikamarus Shadow!!

Vivi: A name from long ago. It sounds better than Shikamaru's Shadow.

SJ: SO it is you?

Vivi: You look terrible, Snake. You haven't aged well.

LF: I'll send you back to hell!

The Gear's leg lifts back up and stomps down but the Ninja moves quickly out of the way. Doing a few backflips out of the way before shooting at the radome with the laser cannon, taking it out.

SJ: SS, why? What do you want of me?

Vivi: I'm a prisoner of Death. Only you can free me.

SJ: SS, stay out of this...What about Mish? She's hell bent on taking revenge for you.

Vivi: Mish...

SJ: You're the only one who can stop her.

Vivi: ...I can't. I'm the one who killed her parents. I was young then and couldn't bring myself to kill her too. I felt so bad that I decided to take her with me. I raised her like she was my own blood to soothe my guilty conscience. Even now she thinks of me as her brother...

SJ: SS...

Vivi: From the outside, we might have seemed like happy siblings. But everytime I looked at her, I saw her parents' eyes staring back at me...Tell her for me. Tell her that I was the one who did it.

LF: There you are!

Fox had by this time figured out where the two were conversing and opened fire on them.

SS: We're just about out of time. Here's a final present from Shikamarus Shadow. I'll stop it from moving!

With that, Vivi runs out in sight of the gear intent of taking it down. Ignoring protests from SJ. The Gear's gunfire eventually severs Vivi's left arm. The beak of the Gear eventually pins Vivi to the wall.

LF: In the Middle East, we don't hunt shadows, we hunt jackals. Instead of foxhounds we use royal harriers.

SJ: SS!

LF: How strong is that exoskeleton of yours? SJ, are you just going to sit by and watch him die?

Vivi uses the laser cannon on his arm to fire at the Gear's radome, this time taking it out.

SS: A cornered shadow is more dangerous than a jackal!

SJ: he destroyed the radome...

Vivi collapses to the ground as the Gear's cockpit opens up.

LF: Impressive. You are indeed worthy of the codename "Shadow"! But now you're finished!

Vivi: ....Now! The Stinger!

SJ: SS!

LF: Can you really shoot? You'll kill him too! (*Oh how sneaky*)

SS: Now...in front of you. I can finally die. I was taken from battle neither truly alive nor truly dead an undying shadow in the world of lights.

As if sensing our hero's hesitation, Fox uses the gear to drag Vivi's body off of the ledge it had been hanging on. The leg of the Gear would lift up intent on squashing Vivi like a bug.

Vivi: SJ...we're not tools of the staff...or anyone else. Fighting was the only thing...the only thing I was good at, but...at least I always fought for what I believed in.... Sj...farewell.

And with that Fox and the gear finally end Vivi's tortured existence.

SJ: SS!!!

LF: Foolish man. He prayed for death and it found him. You see? You can't protect anyone! Not even yourself!

After these words, an epic battle between a man on foot and a towering war behemoth would commence. It seems an impossible feat with Fox having the advantage. Our hero keeps firing stinger missiles into Halo's vulnerable cockpit. Eventually Sj comes out the victor.

LF: Sj...I'll crush you into the dust!!

At that moment, the Gear refuses to function, too damaged to continue. Sj is knocked against the wall and soon hears footsteps to observe Fox walking toward him. When he comes to, Fox is standing over him with his arms crossed.

LF: Sj...sleeping in late as usual.

Sj; Fox...you're still alive...

LF: I won't due...as long as you still live.

SJ; Too bad. It looks like your revolution was a failure.

LF: Just because you've destroyed the virus doesn't mean I'm done fighting.

SJ: Fighting? What are you really after?

LF: A world where warriors like us are honored as we once were...as we should be.

SJ: That was Deathspank's fantasy. Aside from women and drinks...of course.

LF: It was his dying wish! When he was young, during the Troll War, the world needed men like us. We were valued then. We were desired. But things...are different now. With all the liars and hypocrites running the forum, war isn't what it used to be. We're losing our place in a forum that no longer needs us. A world that now spurns our very existence. You should know that as well as I do. After I launch this virus and get our billion dollars, we'll be able to bring chaos and honor back to this forum gone soft. Conflict will breed conflict, new hatreds will arise. Then!...we'll steadily expand our sphere of influence.

SJ: But as long there are people, there will always be war.

LF: But the problem...is balance. Father knew what type of a balance was best.

SJ: Is that the only reason?

LF: *Turns* Isn't it reason enough? For warriors such as us.

SJ: I don't want that kind of world!

LF: Ha! You lie. So why are you here then? Why do you continue to follow your orders while your superiors betray you? Why did you come here? Well...I'll tell you then. You enjoy all the killing...that's why.

SJ: What?!

LF: Are you denying it? haven't you already killed most of my comrades?

SJ: That was... I hate you and your logic.

LF: I watched your face when you did it. it was filled with the joy of battle.

SJ: You're wrong!

LF: *Singsong like* There's a killer insider of you. *Normal* You don't have to deny it. We were created to be that way.

SJ: Created?

LF: Les enfents terribles...the terrible children. That's what the project was called. It started in the 1970's. Their plan was to artificially create the most powerful soldier possible. The person they chose as the model was the man known then as the greatest living soldier in the world.

SJ: Deathspank...

LF: But fathr was wounded in combat and already in a coma when they brought him in. So they created us from his cells...with a combination of 20th century ****og cloning and the Super Baby Method.

SJ: Super Baby Method? Why does that sound like a bad comic book?

LF: *Exasperated sigh* They fertilized an egg with one of father's cells and then let it divide into eight clone babies. Then they transferred the clones to someone's uterus and later intentionally aborted six of the fetuses to encourage strong fetal growth. You and I were originally octuplets.

SJ: Octuplets. *Counts on his fingers*

LF: Yes...the other six of our brothers were sacrificed to make us. We were accomplices in murder before the day we were even born. So it was you and I. Two fertilized eggs with exactly the same DNA. But...they weren't finished there. They used me as a guinea pig! To create a phenotype in which all the dominant genes were expressed...to create you. I got all the recessive genes. You took everything from me before I was even born! But..you and I aren't his only children.

SJ: What?

LF: The Forum Helpers. They too are his progeny, carrying on his genetic legacy. But they're different. They're digital. With the completion of the Human Genome project the mysteries of humanity were laid bare...Thanks to father's DNA they were able to identify more than sixty "soldier genes" responsible for everything from strategic thinking to the proverbial "killer instinct". Those "soldier genes" were transplanted to the Next Generation Special Forces. That's how they became the Forum Helpers. That's right. The Forum helpers that you've been killing are our brothers...with the same genes as ours.

SJ: The Forum Helpers?!

LF: That's right. They are our brothers, created artificially through the alignment of nucleotides to mimic our father's genes. They too are the product of numerous sacrifices.

SJ: Sacrifices?

LF: Human experiments. Nature tends to favor asymmetry. Those specials which have gone extinct all show signs of symmetry. The Forum Helpers suffer the same problem...signs of symmetry. So do I...as do you.

SJ: !!!

LF: That's right. We are all on the verge of death at the genetic level. We don't know when or what type of disease will occur. That's why we need the old man's genetic information.

SJ: You want Big Boss's DNA so you can save your family? It's very touching.

LF: In Nature, family members don't mate with each other. And yet they help each other to survive. Do you know why? It increases the chance that their genes will be passed onto a new generation. Altruism among blood relatives in a response to natural selection. It's called the Selfish Gene Theory.

SJ: Are you making this up? Or are you saying that your genes are ordering you to save the Forum Helpers?

LF: You can't fight your genes. It's fate. All living things are born for the sole purpose of passing on their parents' genes. That's why I'll follow what my genes tell me. And then I'm going to go beyond. In order to break the curse of my heritage.

Fox approaches and kneels before the bound and kneeling SJ.

LF: And to do that, first I will kill you. Look behind you!

SJ does and sees CtR lieing unconscious.

SJ: CtR! Is she alive?

LF: I'm not sure. She was alive a few hours ago. Poor girl kept calling your name.

SJ: CtR....

LF: Stupid woman. Falling in love with a man who doesn't even have a name...

SJ: I have a name!

LF: No! We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn't truly be ours. You and I are just copies of our father, Deathspank.

SJ: Let CtR go!

LF: As soon as we finished our business. We're almost out of time.

SJ: ....You're talking about FoxBan?

LF: No. It seems now that the Admins know that Metal Gear is destroyed, they've arrived at a decision. They won't even need a battle damage assessment. If you want the details why don't you ask your precious RVR?

SJ: RVR! Can you hear me?

RVR: Yes I'm listening.

SJ: What are the Admins trying to do?! Answer me!

RVR: The Secretary of Defense has taken control of this operation. He's on his way there.

SJ: What for?

RVR: To bomb the place.

SJ: What? Metal gear is destroyed. Tell him!

RVR: He's heard that Mish has double-crossed us and he's worried about FoxBan. I'm still in charge of this mission even if I am a figurehead. If I order to delay the strike, it'll confuse the chain of command and buy you some time. Fox-hound was already the subject of an undercover investigation. CtR was transferred to this base just before the attack as a way of manipulating me.

Madi: Sj!

SJ: madiyasha, what happened to RVR?!

Madi: I don't believe it.

SJ: What. Happened?

Madi: SJ, ...RVR!!

RVR has been placed under arrest and suspected of high treason. Under orders of the president, Alaska is the target for a nuclear device.

Fox unties SJ allowing him to stand before walking a short distance away.

LF: There's no way out for us. Let's finish this before the air strike. You stole everything from me. Only your death can satisfy me. Only your death can return to me what is rightly mine. She'll make a beautiful sacrifice for our final battle. Do you see this? *Points to a bomb*It will be the time limit for our final battle. This nuclear modual is set to detonate at the precise moment of her death.

The battle starts between the two siblings.

LF: If you win...you might still be able to save her. You could enjoy one brief moment of love...before the end. If you cross this line, you'll fall. At this height, it will kill even you. Have at you, SJ!

The blonde falls into a fighting stance as Sj does the same. It is a truly epic fight with their fists. SJ almost falls off the gear a few times but pulls himself up to Fox's jeering laughter. SJ eventually wins, kicking Fox off the Gear falling to his seeming death.

Sj then runs over to CtR

SJ: CtR?

CtR: Uh...SJ? Is that you? SJ! You're alive! Thank God. Have a cookie!

SJ: CtR? Are you okay?

CtR: Are you okay...Is that all you can say?

SJ: CtR, if must have been terrible..

CtR: nah...it wasn't that bad. I didn't give into the torture.

SJ: Torture?

CtR: And things even worse than that. DA's drunken ramblings.

SJ: You're a strong woman.

CtR: Fighting them...made me feel closer to you. I felt like you were there with me. It gave me the strength to go on. But I was scared.

SJ: ...I'm sorry.

CtR: Don't say that. But it made me realize something. During all the pain and shame there was one thing I was sure of a single hope that I held onto...and that hope kept me alive. Sj...I wanted to see you again.

CtR: !!!

SJ: That's my CP.

Soush: Sj, it's me.

SJ: Soush, good news. CtR's okay.

Soush: Alright! You saved her man, good job! Did she force feed you cookies?

SJ: Yes. But I got some bad news too. We're about to be bombed.

Soush: Nothing like being considered expendable.

SJ: Is there a way out?

Soush: Uh...yeah. You can take the loading tunnel to the surface. There's a parking garage right next to you. The tunnel leads from there to the surface.

SJ: The door in front?

Soush: No, it's a small entrance to the west of that door.

SJ: What's security like?

Soush: I just unlocked it. Who do you think you're talking to here? I'll take care of security along your escape route too.

SJ: What are you going to do?

Soush: Me? I'....I'll stay here.

SJ: Are you crazy?!

Soush: Unlocking those doors is difficult work. Only I can do it. Don't worry. I'm staying here and you can't change my AZN mind. I'm a complete person now. I've found a reason to live.

SJ: Good. Don't die on me.

Soush: Same to you. Take care of CtR okay.

SJ: let's get the hell out of here.

CtR: ...What about him...? Where's Soush?

SJ: He's a stubborn AZN man. He's fighting right now. With his old self...to be the man he wants to be.

CtR: he's fighting for us too?

SJ: Yep...and I don't want it to be in vain.

CtR: ...Me too.

The two start making their way down the Gear to the floor below as the ground starts shaking.

CtR: I must be heavy.

SJ: It looks like we're not gonna have a love scene after all.(*groan*)

CtR: Looks that way. Too bad...

SJ: Let's blow this Popsicle stand before it blows on us!

CtR: Sj...it's freezing outside. You need a shirt.

Luckily Fox left Sj's suit in easy reach. The two run out.

How will CtR and Sj escape from Alaska before they become crispy critters?

 

*salutes*

well i'm out of the story, but i went out fighting!

 

I thought you would choose that part.

Awesome as usual, and another drunken DA joke. XD

 

"He's a stubborn AZN man"

XDD

 

Lmao! So many awesome lines in this one. Especially the whole asian thing with Soush :P

Great job.

*salutes to Vivi's death*

 

lol I couldn't help myself.