Not Your Kind Of People (Raiden x Reader - Metal Gear)

The Plan

Warnings: Unbetaed work. I wanted to mention that the last part of this chapter is based on a mission from Call of Duty MW3 (Back on the Grid, if you're interested) but only to a certain extent. It also contains violence, implied rape, and depictions of torture.

The tracks are there in case you want to set the mood. They're not mandatory.

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Chapter III: "The Plan"

Your destination is an old church in Prague, turned into a safe house for the PLA years ago. It's one of Matka Pluku's sanctuaries, and you know she's waiting for your return. As you reach the back of the building, and make sure nobody is following, you punch the code in the number pad by the side of the door. Once you hear the snap of the lock unfastening, you push your way through and come across a silent hall. Looking from side to side, you scan the area before quietly treading further inside to the nave of the temple.

It's strange that there's no one in sight, and you grow suspicious as time passes by and you see no one around. It comes to the point that you grab the gun concealed inside your jacket and decide to go investigate, fearing for Big Mama's safety. You proceed through the aisle, firearm in hand, looking for any sign of danger when a snicker nearby makes you go into a state of alert.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" A feminine voice speaks, causing you to stop immediately and turn around in a haste. Then, you spot a woman with medium-length brown hair leaning against one of the columns of the church, with arms crossed. Her gray eyes regard you with amusement, as you lower your weapon with a shocked expression on your face. "Long time no see. Have you already forgotten about old friends?"

You can't deny you're surprised at the sight of her. Indeed, it has been a while ever since the last time you saw her— the woman who has been your faithful companion in the Middle East. She had left for South America on a mission of her own months ago, although you're not familiar with the details concerning her assignment. Still, it's a pleasant surprise that fills your heart with warmth and joy when you see she's back, safe and sound.

"Tifa." Switching the safety of your gun on, you put it away in the concealed holster of your jacket. Then, you walk to her with a grin on your lips and envelop her in a tight hug that she returns without hesitation. "When did you return?"

"A couple of days ago." She strokes your back and, as you both part from each other, she holds your hands at a distance and eyes you from head to toes with playfulness. "But look at you, miss! You've grown so much prettier since the last time I saw you, I almost didn't recognize you. And you have to tell where you bought that jacket and those gorgeous leather shoes!"

"You're looking good as ever and, most importantly, I'm happy you're back with us."

"So am I. It's good to be home." Her voice is soft as she lets go of you, still smiling from ear to ear. With swift steps, she moves to the bottom of the stairs and then nods for you to follow her to the more secluded rooms of the building. "But come on, she's been waiting for you. We'll catch up later, okay?"

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