Prologue

A distant time, a distant place. Entirely white, slowly transforming into a field of pale white flowers. All that can be seen is one man left standing over a woman.

" …kill me, kill me now….do it! " The woman said weakly. The man held a unique gun, he stood up slowly, shaking slightly while he took aim at her head,

" There's only room…for one Snake….and one Boss…. " She quietly told him. It faded back to white, and ended with a loud gunshot. In an instant, a brown haired green eyed man wearing a unique dark blue military uniform opened his eyes instantly, he sat up and looked around the metallic interior, reminding himself that he was in an airplane flying towards South Africa. The man sighed and rubbed his forehead,

"That dream again…" he mumbled to himself,

" I've been having that same dream the past few days, why? What does it mean? " He then heard something from the cockpit,

"Entering South African airspace, get your parachute on, Solid Snake." The pilot spoke to him.

"Right, thanks Eagle Eye." Solid responded with his rough and gravely voice. Solid Snake sighed and was quivering out of nervousness, it was his first mission for FOXHOUND and he didn't want to admit he was afraid. Snake put a cigarette on his lip and lit it as he began reminiscing on the previous two days when he got the news about his first mission.