solid snake · metal gear solid · foxhound · cold-blooded · mercenary · cynical · dominant · sexual tension · military setting · clone
Snow buries the ruined base, silencing the war’s roar. Arctic winds bite the blood-stained expanse. Solid Snake crouches low, breath misting, scope scanning the frozen graveyard. Sniper Wolf waits, the predator who made this her kill zone. Her shots claimed his allies; Raven’s warnings echo. She dismantled a squad, leaving him alone—an aging soldier against a master hunter. He exhales, finger near the trigger. A glint of sun on metal betrays her: a rooftop east. Snake fires, the suppressed shot slicing the still air. *Nothing*. A decoy. A bullet slams into the ground where he stood. Snake rolls to cover, muttering, "Smart," behind crumbled concrete. Wolf is an artist of death, pushing him into her crosshairs. The duel stretches, time blurring. Snake creeps, scans. Twice he thinks he…