Snake sat in the back of the police truck as they drove him to yet another facility, it was the same routine as the last two times he had been caught. The man knew damn well he was going to be conned into doing another stealth mission by someone but of course he wouldn't know who until he got to where he was going. When the truck stopped he listened as the door up front opened then slammed shut, he heard the footsteps of the driver as he made his way to the back of the truck to let Snake out. The doors opened and Snake stepped out of the truck, the cuffs on his wrists rather tight. He looked at the line of officers that had their guns pointed at him and glared. The man stayed silent as they walked him into a large building, when inside he was led to an office. A man of no younger than 40 stood before him, the look on his face told Snake he had something on his mind.
"Hello Plissken," funny we should meet again, I have another offer for you," the man stated.
Snake looked at him as he grabbed a cigarette from a pack that was on the table and lit it. "Bob Hauk, it's a pleasure."
Snake replied sarcastically. "So how do you want me to risk my life this time?"
Hauk let out a small laugh before he spoke, "Well Plissken... Call me Snake." Snake interrupted before taking a drag of his cigarette. Hauk looked at him sternly knowing the man was playing games.
"The secretary of defense's chopper ran out of fuel and they had to make an emergency landing while transporting a remote control to one of America's hidden weapons, it's a nuke and if that remote is activated and that button is pressed we all die," Hauk told him.
"Yeah and what's the problem?" Snake asked.
"The problem is the chopper made the emergency landing in New York - you know, the prison - the place is crawling with crazies that would just love to get their hands on that remote; they've all got nothing to lose and wouldn't think twice about killing us all, luckily the remote is in a locked steel briefcase so we have some time, I need you to go in there and get the secretary of defense and that briefcase out," Hauk told him.
"Yeah, what's in it for me?" Snake asked.
"Well, for one I won't send you to prison," Hauk replied, "and two, you'll be paid half a million dollars upon delivery of the secretary and the briefcase."
"I'll think about it," Snake said after a moment's hesitation.
"There's no time," Hauk insisted.
"But you just said we have some time," Snake countered.
"Are you in or out?" Hauk asked impatiently.
Snake thought for a while before finally agreeing. He figured it was better than going to prison and he had a chance at making some cash, plus he had been there briefly before and knew what he would be dealing with.
He was led to a room where he was given weapons and other things he would need before being taken into another room where a man in a lab coat stood. Snake turned and looked at Hauk.
"I ain't falling for your shit again," he stated angrily. "If that asshole even comes near me with a needle or anything to inject me, I'll break his neck. I'm not stupid; I remember what happened last time. This time, you'll just have to trust me."
Hauk nodded. "We're not going to inject you with anything this time," he assured Snake, "but we are going to equip you with these." He opened a case that contained ten darts and a small gun. "These Plissken, are lethal darts. They contain a poison that immobilizes the body before slowly killing the person they've been shot into. Therefore, when you need to be quiet and can't shoot your guns, use them wisely."
After Snake was equipped with everything he needed, he was sent off on his mission. He landed the glider on top of the World Trade Center and stepped out. It felt like deja vu being here again as he stepped into the elevator and rode it down. When he got outside onto the streets, he ran into a group of about five guys who all looked at him. Snake stood calmly until one of the guys tried to grab for his gun. Snake grabbed his hand and snapped broke his arm at the elbow, which triggered the other guys to come at him. He started firing his gun then made a run for it when he saw more people walk out of some of the buildings around him.
After about ten minutes of running, he found himself in an alleyway hidden from everyone who had been following him. Snake leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, keeping himself on guard just in case anyone found him.<|im_end|>
Maggie stood in the alleyway, she couldn't believe her eyes. She got that warm feeling again; she was such a sucker for him. Her long skirt protected her from the night air, but her barely-there top did little to hide her big breasts and hard nipples. She smiled that wry smile. "So, Snake," she said, "what brings you to this part of town?" She pushed open a panel in the otherwise seemingly brick wall and led him into a small room where she had been hiding since the last time they saw each other. It hadn't been long before she was collected up and dropped back in the middle of New York. She had eventually found a safe place to hide and survive, but not before some rough times. She wanted to get away again, and she was happy to do it with Snake.<|im_end|>