《Tactical Pokemon Action: Tine Gear Solid》


 Prologue: A Fated Connection

    Stuck on the snowy island, I had a lot of trouble on my hands as I awaited for the perfect moment to get out. I look around from under a massive tank when I hear my Codec reciever ringing. I answer it to find Otacon. ¡°Snake, are you there?¡± He asked me.


    ¡°Yeah, I¡¯m here. It¡¯ll take me a while to get to the extraction point, Otacon.¡±


    ¡°What? Why?¡±


    ¡°Well, there¡¯s a lot of people around. And telling from what they¡¯re saying, it seems I¡¯m their guest of honor.¡±


    ¡°Snake... how do you plan to get out of there?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s a key thing I have.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me it¡¯s a cardboard box¡­¡±


    ¡°Bingo.¡±


    ¡°Snake, you¡¯re crazy! It¡¯s not gonna work!¡±


    ¡°Otacon, I¡¯ve told you once and I¡¯ll tell you again, this box is crucial to upping my success rate.¡± As I said that, I moved the box out and slammed my fist on the floor. Then crawled backwards as everyone began moving toward the box. I held a detonator in my hand as I stood up, and when I saw that they lifted up the box, I pressed the button. The C4 charge I had set under it exploded, and I immediately ran for the extraction point, with the data in my pocket.


    ¡°Snake, what are you even- you know what, never mind¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡±


    ¡°You sure?¡±


    ¡°I was about to question the box, but, seeing as how you¡¯ve mastered basically every use for it¡­¡±


    ¡°Told you so.¡±


    I sigh as I look at the burning building in the distance. Sitting down, I wondered about the next mission I¡¯d get. But what came next wasn¡¯t pretty. As I fell asleep that night, I was suddenly thrown into a crazy mission that I¡¯d live to tell.


    As I fell asleep that night, a light flashed in my eyes, and I was in a colorful place that looked like a tube. I was lost, and asked myself, ¡°Where the hell am I?¡± as a voice rang out: ¡°I¡­ I finally found you!!¡±


    ¡°What? What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°I had to find you¡­ so I could send you to the world of Pokemon!¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s a Pokemon?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯d be happy to explain, but there¡¯s not much time¡­ there are some really important questions I have to ask you.¡±


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    So I did. It felt like a survey set to last for weeks. I didn¡¯t hate it, but it was a bit close. After a long discussion, I was engulfed by a light as Otacon¡¯s voice rang in my head: ¡°Snake? Snake?! SNAAAAAKE!!!¡± And for a second¡­ I thought I heard it for real before I went temporarily blind.


    I was out cold from a sudden impact when I woke up to see myself in some sort of forest. I groaned as I sat up. Looking around I found myself in a place that I was unfamiliar with. I thought I was in some sort of different place on Earth, but when I tried to contact Otacon by Codec, it didn¡¯t work. None of the frequencies that I memorized worked. ¡°The hell¡¯s goin¡¯ on here?¡± I asked myself, standing up. Then I heard a voice behind me, nearly scaring me to death. ¡°Oh, I¡¯ll tell you what the hell¡¯s going on!¡± It was a feminine voice. I turned around to see an anthropomorphic white wolf thing with a blade on its head, looking pissed(Absol). ¡°You¡¯re gonna tell me why you just fell down and tried to break my back!!¡±


    ¡°Look, I wasn¡¯t trying to do anything. I don¡¯t even know who or what you are, for that matter.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t be serious.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m dead serious. I¡¯m not supposed to be here.¡±


    ¡°... Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯re a human, too¡­¡±


    ¡°What the hell are you talking about?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s other people who were like you that came here. Humans.¡±


    ¡°Can you take me to them, then?¡±


    ¡°I only know one¡­¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good enough for me.¡±


    She proceeded to take me to a base that looked like a blue earless blind mouse(Cyndaquil). I walked inside hesitantly, but the moment I saw what was inside, it felt surprisingly calm. Somehow, it reminded me of how much I wanted to go to Alaska. Then again, I was no longer in America¡­ I was in this new place, where strange creatures that I can somehow understand are living like humans. I had only one thought about this: What the hell are these things?!

 Chapter 1: Learning a Lot... Again.

    As we walked, I sighed and took the time to ask the wolf, ¡°So what are you?¡± She sighed and turned to me. I thought she was mad, but then she said, ¡°Look, sit down and I¡¯ll tell you.¡± I sat down and waited for my answer. My feet were hurting, anyway. I then noticed that I was different.My feet looked like a dog¡¯s paws. Confused, I looked up when she started talking. ¡°What you turned into.. And what I am? We¡¯re called Pokemon. That¡¯s the¡­ general term between us. There¡¯s around 700 different kinds, and you have become one of us. Each species of the Pokemon is different, like me, an Absol-¡±


    ¡°Like, absolute?¡±


    ¡°Yes. and you¡¯re a Lucario from what I see.¡±


    ¡°Lucario? What?¡±


    ¡°I forgot to mention that all Pokemon are divided into different types, and some are mixed.¡±


    ¡°So what ¡®type¡¯ am I?¡± I blushed when I said that.


    ¡°Fighting and Steel.¡±


    ¡°So¡­ what does that mean?¡±


    ¡°Well, think about it like this. Have you been shot before?¡±


    ¡°With a gun? Yeah. I consider that my weakness, actually.¡±


    ¡°Well, then there¡¯s certain types which will hit you like one. The ones you¡¯re weak to are Fighting, Ground, and Fire.¡±


    ¡°So nature is somewhat against me, I could die in a fight, and fire melts steel. Is that right?¡±


    ¡°Well, you seem to be learning.¡±


    ¡°I am, aren¡¯t I? Haven¡¯t felt like this since I was in training.¡±


    ¡°Wait, what do you do?¡±


    ¡°Well, I used a part of an Army in the place where I¡¯m from. Now I¡¯m just an old mercenary. By the way, do you have any cigarettes around?¡±


    ¡°No, but I can get the closest thing to that¡­ here.¡±


    She handed me a rolled up leaf that looked a lot like a cigar.


    ¡°Thanks.¡± I said. I looked at the back of my hands to see spikes there, and struck them together near the thing which was now in my mouth. I lit it up, and breathed in. My aching back soon felt better.


    ¡°So, what¡¯s your name?¡± She asked me.


    ¡°My name¡¯s Solid Snake. Just call me Snake, though. And yours?¡± I asked.


    ¡°Yami. The leader told me it was japanese for the word Dark.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s your type?¡±


    ¡°Dark.¡±


    ¡°Well, your name seems very fitting.¡±


    ¡°Thanks!¡± She was blushing.


    ¡°You know, for a dark type like you, you¡¯re nicer than I expected.¡± I said that with a bit of a smirk on my face. She blushed, giggled, and said, ¡°Well, I¡¯m always here to help.¡± Soon after, I stood up, breathing out a bit of green smoke. ¡°What¡¯s in this, anyway?¡±


    The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.¡°Heal powder. It removes any status conditions, and in some rare instances, prolonged pain.¡±


    ¡°Who made this?¡±


    ¡°Well, I did it for fun and occasionally sold them.¡±


    ¡°How do you know about cigars and all that?


    ¡°Well, I did mention befriending a human besides you.¡±


    ¡°And they told you?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. So I tried to make one, and it was a success with Heal Powder!¡±


    ¡°Well, you¡¯re certainly doing a good thing here.¡±


    ¡°Helps if you¡¯re poisoned!¡±


    ¡°And my foot pain¡¯s gone, too. I just hope it doesn¡¯t do anything too bad.¡±


    ¡°It won¡¯t.¡±


    I soon sighed and looked down. A large spike on my chest blocked the majority of my legs, but I still saw my feet. Paws for hands, with working fingers, and feet as well, and all I had was my bandana and the Codec receiver implanted into my ear. My sneaking suit was completely gone, and I was standing here with a cute girl.


    ¡°So¡­ why am I here, anyway?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll tell you.¡± A voice rang out. Feminine like Yami, yet different by voice. All of a sudden, a mouse/cat hybrid(Quilava) walked up.


    ¡°And what Pokemon are you?¡± I asked.


    ¡°I¡¯m a Quilava.¡± She said. ¡°Name¡¯s Fang, I used to be human.¡±


    ¡°Well, now you¡¯re talking to another.¡±


    ¡°Your voice sounds very familiar¡­¡±


    ¡°How?¡±


    ¡°Wait, don¡¯t tell me¡­ you¡¯re actually him, right?¡±


    ¡°Who are you talking about? Because if you¡¯re talking about me, then-¡±


    ¡°I knew it! You¡¯re Solid Snake, right? Former CIA? And all that other stuff I don¡¯t think I should mention?¡±


    ¡°Well, you found me out easier than a troop can spot me.¡±


    ¡°I knew it!¡±


    She was smiling, and strangely enough, I was too. She was a fan as well as some other people I met, including the girl I met on Shadow Moses Island after taking out Revolver Ocelot. And when I met Mei Ling.


    I sighed and said, ¡°So, why am I here?¡± Fang smiled and responded, ¡°Well, you see, there¡¯s a problem between us and time itself.¡±


    ¡°I suppose this involves stealth?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. That¡¯s why you were called.¡±


    ¡°Well then, fill me in.¡±