The Joker and the Snake.

Snake was given a mission to bomb the White House, seems that someone wanted a change that Obama couldn't bring. Snake took another drag from the cigarette as he reviewed the files, seemed like he was to infiltrate the White House any way he saw fit and plant the bomb anywhere that would cause major damage. Under his beige over coat he was wearing all of his gear along with his weapons. As long as he wasn't searched he would be ok. He looked like an agent and planed it that way. There was help on the inside and he hoped he wouldn't be let down. Snake met up with is inside man and just nodded, they both knew what was needed to be done.

The man got snake in through a secret entrance and let him act as a patroler of the green. Snaked walked around a bit untill he came to the gardens, where he saw a strange sight, a man in a purple suit. Snake opened his over coat and placed a hand on his MK22, he didn't want to kill the man, or anyone that wasn't needed to be killed. Snake wasn't noticed yet due to his ability to sneak so well, he let out a small whisper "hey" in a way that wouldn't make the man think he was in trouble or caught. Maybe this man was doing something along the lines snake was. If so, the man would be able to make a diversion of some type along the way. "Whatch ya doin here man?" Snake would say once he got the man's attention.


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—Name: Yo! SNEAK THAT SHIT SNAKE
—Specialty: Hunter
—Rank: C
—Description: Snake has been trained in the art of silent movement the ability to stay in peoples bind spots, even blending in with crowds to become almost untraceable. This allows snake to not be noticed in almost any situation.

Joker whistled as he walked through the garden of the white house, blood dripped from a knife in his hand that was covered wth a slmy green base. His eyes moved around wondering if anyone else would come to play. His wish came true in the form of a stealthy man wearing a suit. Joker had just came here on a impusle with his chemicals and some explosives incluing a large wad of C4. He spun around holding a canister of a light blue smoke revealing the full features of the maddened clown. "Hello there. Have you come to see what I got to play with? HA HA HA HA HA." His hand opened and the chemical compound dropped to the cement pavement and shattered. Blue smoke filled the area of 7 meters. The chemical compound worked many ways. Breathing it in, skin contact, liquids, digestion.

Joker pulled a large modified gun and aimed through the smoke to see what came out. The last time he had used it a girl had turned into a wereshark, a man into a living magma walking flamethrower, a girl into a glowing form of light, and a puppy into a three headed chimera. Joker of course was immune to this chemical from having been around it and gone through some changes of his own. All which he got rid of by injecting the cure into himself before and during the use. Now he had full immunity to the gas. Joker laughed again taking aim. "Let's see what I made today, maybe something for the president or even for the house. Oh a human bomb would be so great. HA HA HA." His legs worked as he seem to run in place with joy and eagerness.

The hell? This guy was off his rocker! The Man turned around and his ace was that of clown with a big red smile. The things people do now a days. The mad clown said something about playing or something, either way this wasn't the time for that. As the Joker dropped a the vial and gas emitted, Snake shot the trank gun, aimed at the man's body and the dive rolled over to a spot behind a tree. The gas soon filled snakes lungs and gave him a wired tingling sensation all over his body. Snake looked down and saw nothing. Literally NOTHING. It was like he wans't there, see through even. Snake put a hand up to his face, it was still there, just invisible. Ok, so this wasn't all bad. This actually helped him in a way, but how long would this last? It would suck to never be seen, how would he shave or attract a woman? SNAKE LOVED WOMEN. He was going to figure this out later, right now he needed to get away from this damn Joker of a man and finish his mission, he would deal with the weirdo later. Snake peaked around the tree quickly, wait, why should he do it quickly, it wasn't like the weirdo was gonna see him. Snake looked again, this time not ducking back. After watching for the mad man, he looked down and noticed that his guns were still visible. He then slid his gun under his coat and watched as it too vanished. Looks like he would have to go hand to hand if he wanted to keep stealth to a maximum.

After making sure the coast was clear, Snake stood up, maybe the man would tell were he was by foot prints. Hm, looking around a bit he saw a another tree not to far away, nothing but a few quick steps. Making sure nothing was visible on him, he took the few steps quickly and hid behind the other tree. This would give him a chance to take a shot at the man if he was searching for Snake and looked behind the first tree.

Joker turned his body as a dart flew by, he watched it than laughed. Turning his head the smoke dissipated revealing nothing. Joker looked crestfallen, turning he walked towards the back door whistling. A guy ran out attempting to grab Joker. The clown let him get close than catching the arm twisted it while going under the man and brought up a kick to the chin of the Secret service agent. A spinning kick to the man's torso sent him flying off the stairs to the unforgiving cement below where he landed with a snap. Joker chuckled and walked into the entrance the agent had came out of. Standing in the lunch room was four agents who turned to star at the clown. One of them laughed and walked forward. "Hey buddy, the party isn't until." That was all he got for Joker slammed his fist into the mans windpipe crushing it, grabbing the head he spun the body and pulled the gun firing three times into the chest of the men. A bullet for each into the heart with unearthly accurecy. He snapped the mans neck letting the body drop to the floor. Still smiling he pushed through the door and into the halls. This was already a fun day. His mind went back to the bloke who he had hit with his mutant morph. A curious thought, he hoped it didn't incinerate the guy not that he cared for the man but it meant going back to work on the chemical.

Joker knew the effects were temporary which was a problem he needed to fix. Them changing back wasn't good for what he had in mind. he came across a woman looking like a secratery. She didn't even have time to scream before he plunged the knife into her throat and slashed sideways cutting her throat and almost decapitating the woman with the savage attack. he kicked the body while whistling a theme song. Standing up he saw ten guards standing around hlding guns. Joker shook his jacket and a vial of green gas dropped. Bullets rained over head as the guards fired, but shooting through the gas made it impossible for them to be accurate. The men started chuckling than laughing, huge grins spread over their facial features which seemed to expand wider than possible. Laughing their bodies shook with mirth. Joker leaped over the table and walked towards a large double door. He wondered if the President was in there, if not it didn't matter he was here to send the lace into a smoldering pile of white ruin.

Snake looked again to see the clown encounter a secret service agent and dispatch the man with not even a second thought and with skill of a grizzled veteran. This Clown was one Snake was going to try to avoid as much as possible, until it was time to get some answers about an antidote. Snake followed the man into the building, it was a slaughter house. This man just killed everything in his way. The four men in the room were killed with skill, not just a random skirmish. He saw the man walk out and begin to dispatch more agents, Snake wasn't about to follow behind this man for the remainder of this rampage. He took another route, already planned out.

Along the way he planted multiple blocks of C4 under tables and on main pillars, covering the block up with tables and furniture. He made his way to his secondary objective, one he was paid even more for doing than just taking the white house out. He was also sent here to kill the President, Mr.Obama would spend his last days here worrying about this Jester of a man, when the real threat was invisible. At least for now anyway.

Making his way past agents rushing to go deal with the obvious threat, he would let them pass, amazed that he was still unseen. With the combination of this new power and his own stealth skills, he was near undetectable. Snake followed his intel about where the president would be held when an attack was underway. No, not the oval office, It was an escape route that lead down below the White House and away from the property all together. No one could just waltz into the President's domain and expect to be able to fight his way to the Oval Office to take down the President.

The passage had a second entrance for more agents to come and assist the president, it was on the first floor right behind the kitchen. It was a normal custodial closet. Behind all wall tha held the neatly stored and ordered mops and brooms, was the entrance to the escape route. Agents cae rushing behind him, ready to enter the the route and assist the Head of State to safety. Snake quickly moved out of the way and let the men open the false wall, revealing a small shaft that had stairs leading down. it was wide enough for two men to pass uncomfortably. Snake quickly followed the men down the stair well. At the bottom were 10 agents and the Commander and Chief himself. He didn't look to concerned at all. Snake walked to a corner and popped off 5 rounds, Tranquilizer darts of course. 5 men fell, knocked out.

Snake then made his way to an agent, grabbing hims and spinning him around in the blink of an eye. Four more shots were fired with great precision at the reaming guards, dropping them like sacks of potatoes. Snake then hit the man he was holding with the but of his gun, knocking him cold. The president was standing there confused, but tall. It seemed that even in the face of death he was a strong man. "Why? Why are you doing this" he said into the dim lit room. Snake put his tranquilizer gun away and pulled out his silenced 9mil. "because its my job sir." were the last words the man heard before one shot was fired into the great man's head.



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Joker walked into the oval office laying down C4 bombs, he also added a few chemical compounds he designed. Once the flames hit it it would explode into stronger violent explosions rendering the building to bits. He sat down in the chair and spun around before placing his feet on the desk. Leaning forward he pressed the intercom. "Oh Mary, can you bring me a box of boom please? Oh were out. Don't worry i brought my own." Laughing the clown raised a hand holding a black box with a red button, pulling the antena out he rolled backwards out the window and down to the bushes. The clown laughed moving across the field whistling. He had set up a few bomabs on his way while adding his chemicals. While thers attacked foundations he simply expanded the explosion. Leaping the fence he turned around hitting the button....nothing happened. Joker looked down hitting it twice than looked back at the Whitehouse. Throwing up his arms it suddenly exploded.

Joker laughed as the building looked like it was hit by the alien beam from that one movie. Glass, mortar, brick, stone, furniture all flew out. For a moment Joker wondered about that man he had hit with his mutant morph but in the end it was a mystery he didn't much care to solve. Twisting a card he set it down in front of the smoldering ruin that had been the White house. Is first big evil deed was the destruction of the throne of political power and hundreds of important people. Now he had another location to destroy. The building with all the U.S. Senators and governors. He was getting what he wanted. Anarchy, fire, destruction. And with this plan he would plunge the world into chaos and war.

Snake walked up to the body, as he did so he noticed that his hand was fading back into existence. Nice, so he didn’t have to hunt down that lunatic, but a man like that could come in handy later. Snake took out a cigarette and lit it with his handy zippo lighter. He breathed in the sweet sting of his certain death and looked down at the man of power he had killed. This wasn’t the first time he had assassinated a political figure. He bent down for a closer look and found something amiss with the man of change. Snake took out a picture of the man and examined it close; there it was, just above the left cheek, no scar. This man that he had taken out had one there, it wasn’t new either, this looked like a scar held throughout a most of his life. So this was a double. Snake put the picture away and with his other hand he held the cig and blew out some smoke. “Damn” was all that came out of his mouth.

Snake had his fair share of killing imposters and protective doubles, but this one seemed to be the best. That scar was barely noticeable and the voice was too good to second guess. Snake had studied every aspect of the president for a month, including listing to his voice, reviewing body language and every picture of the man that could be found, even some that were a bit much for Snake to look at. Everything about his prey had to be known, that is what begets success. Snake retried all of his darts from the fallen bodies and started making his way towards the exit on the blue print he had. It seemed as though there was an extra exit that lead to an ally way a few blocks away. Snake started to follow it when he heard a boom above and felt the ground rattle. The damn Joker must have set off some explosives before Snake could have. Snake grunted his dissatisfaction and continued to make his way to the exit.

The man hole cover lifted and Snake peeked his head up to make sure it was all clear. He had planned a few different possibilities while doing this job, including one similar to this. Snake quickly got out and recovered the man hole, then walked over to the dumpster where inside was a bag that had a long beige trench coat and a nice business hat that matched a scarf that was also included. Snake dawned this little disguise and began to walk out of the ally when he saw it, the damn Clown walking away from the White House laughing his ass off. Snake walked out and leaned up against a building as people crowded around a few feet away to look in awe at the destroyed symbol of power. Snake remembered the thing that the mad man had thrown earlier. He had dealt with people that played with chemicals before and knew that a man who wasn’t all there would probably end up releasing some more of it right here where a shit load of people were just all standing around a gawking.

Snake got some distance away from the crowd of people, making sure not to give himself away at the same time, and kept his eye on the clown. He was interested in the mad man now, it seems the crazies always seemed to interest him for some reason.



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