Warning: This Chapter and most chapters after this have huge spoilers for MGSV: The Phantom Pain. Read at your own risk.

He'd never expected to wake up, in all honesty. Which makes sense, after all few people survived a fight with Solid Snake. Venom Snake was no exception, despite being Big Boss's Phantom. Or maybe it's because he was a phantom that he lost that fight.

At any rate, Snake never expected to wake up at all and if he had, he'd expected to see some form of hell. He'd certainly earned it. But instead what he got was the grey ceiling of his room at Mother Base. He sat up, rubbing his chin as he looked around his room. It was just as he remembered it. One door to the hall way and another to his bathroom. A closet for his various suits, sneaking and other wise. His end table with his eyepatch and box of cigars. All as it was a decade ago. IS this some new hell? He wondered as he got up, pulling on his eyepatch and grabbing a cigar. He paused, one hand lightly grabbing the shrapnel coming out of his head. I'd had that removed… He quickly walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. As always, Big Boss's face stared back at him, which was nothing new. What was new was the shrapnel in his head that Snake specifically remembered having removed before the Outer Heaven Uprising. He also remembered having a more lifelike prosthetic for his left hands yet there was his more skeletal model at his side.

He turned and left the bathroom, quickly dressing and arming himself before leaving his room. He walked down the hall out into the open air, walking onto the helipad at the top of the Command Platform and looking around. The sea air smelled as it should and around him was Mother Base, His Mother Base that he'd bleed and fought to make. Looking down he saw his men wandering the platform, all similarly looking around. Am I not the only one who woke up here? He thought as he turned to walk towards the steps only to stop short when someone came up the steps, rubbing his head before looking at Snake. "Boss?"

Snake stepped forward, remembering the man's codename. "Raging Mammoth, right?"

Mammoth nodded. "Uh, yes sir. Do… do you know what happened? Last I remembered I'd been shot in Outer Heaven…"

"Me too." Snake replied. "Any idea what happened?"

Mammoth shook his head. "No, nothing." He shook himself to clear his head and saluted. "Orders, Boss?"

"Tell the men to take inventory of everything. What do we have, where are we. Gather as much information as we can and report it to me." Mammoth nodded and turned to go down the steps. Snake watched him leave then lit his cigar, puffing it and relaxing before walking towards the steps himself. I need to see who else is here. He kept smoking his cigar as he walked down the platform. All around him he could hear his men talking amongst themselves.

"Do you know what happened?"

"No idea."

"Is this heaven? What the fuck is this?!"

"The Boss will figure this out, you'll see!"

Snake took his time listen up until he heard a single gunshot ring out from the bottom of the platform. Picking up the pace, he ran down the steps and finally reach the main deck only to see 2 men holding back Miller, how had his gun drawn and pointed at Ocelot, who was simply watching, one hand near his revolver. "I'll kill him, that sonofabitch I'll kill him!" Miller kept struggling as much as he could with.

Snake walked between the two and raised his voice, one hand near his own sidearm. "Enough! What's going on?"

Miller kept pushing. "I'm killing that bastard, that's what's happening!" He kept trying to get free to kill Ocelot.

Ocelot sighed. "That was years ago Miller, let it go."

Miller's face grew even more contorted with rage and the men had to work harder to keep him restrained. "Years ago for you, you bastard."

Snake meanwhile had reached his limit, drawing his pistol and firing it twice into the air. Everyone stopped moving and looked at him as Snake looked at Miller and Ocelot. "We are going to take this inside and talk. Am I clear?" He waved for the men to release Miller who stepped back, still watching him. Ocelot nodded and replied with "Yes, Boss," before walking towards the central tower.

Miller holstered his pistol and looked at Snake. "Boss, he-"

Snake cut him off with a raised hand. "Inside, now." Miller sighed, grabbed his crutch and went inside, with Snake following as he holstered his own weapon.

Inside, Miller and Ocelot had sat down at opposite ends of a table. Ocelot seemed perfectly comfortable despite Miller's constant death glaring. Snake sat down between the 2. "Alright. What happened?"

Miller looked at Snake, still enraged. "Ocelot shot me."

The Russian in question just shrugged. "It's nothing personal. Just business."

"Bullshit, you wanted me out of the way so you could finish whatever scheme you were doing."

Ocelot idly looked at Miller. "My scheme was destroying the Patriots."

Miller raised an eyebrow. "What?" Snake also turned to look at Ocelot who went on.

"Strangelove's AI program eventually took over Cipher's network, made it grow bigger, bloated. Me, EVA and Naomi Hunter eventually came up with a plan to end the AI and their network."

Snake but in. "Naomi is Jaeger's sister right? The two we found in Rhodesia?"

Ocelot nodded. "Yup, she was part of the whole plan. Looks like you really made an impact on her, Boss. Anyway, we came up a plan to end the AIs once and for all."

Miller sighed. "And my death was part of that?"

Ocelot nodded and Miller sighed. "Fine, but I'm keeping an eye on you. In the meantime," he turned to look at Snake. "We need to figure out what's going on. Most of us were dead before we came here, you included if my memory serves."

Snake nodded, "Yeah, I'll tour Mother Base to try and reassure the men."

Miller nodded, "Right. Ocelot, we need to find out what's going on here and where we are. Get the intel division on that."

Ocelot nodded, "We should take inventory too, find out what we have. And who we have."

Snake stood up, "I already told the men to take inventory. Make finding out where and when we are top priority."

Ocelot raised an eyebrow, "When? You think we traveled in time?" He sounded skeptical, almost questioning Snake's judgement.

Snake crossed his arms, "We were all dead and now we're not and you think time travel is crazy?"

Ocelot sighed. "Point taken Boss. I'll see what we can do."

Miller got to his feet, grabbing his crutch from where it leaned on the table. "I'll go oversee the inventory taking." He slowly made his way out of the room. Ocelot made to leave as well but was stopped by Snake's arm being held up in front of him. "Was that the truth," he asked.

Ocelot shrugged. "Not really. It was Eli's idea though."

Snake shook his head as he lowered his arm. "Figures… he always was a twisted little bastard."

Ocelot snorted, "You have no idea, Boss." He finally walked out of the room, leaving Snake alone in the room. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, his hand again feeling his horn before he froze. If he and the rest of Mother Base had come back to life then had…

Snake sighed and left the room, deciding against getting his hopes up. Quiet had died some time before most of Mother Base. It was best if he just focused on the condition on his men. There was a time for pipe dreams and now wasn't it.

The sun was low in the west as Snake slowly walked down the walkway headed towards the medical platform. Most of the jeeps had been commandeered for use by his men so he was left to walk. He was used to that though, walking all around Afghanistan and the Angola-Zaire border region time after time. He enjoyed the time to himself. The tour had been going well so far. The men had been confused, angry, and afraid. None of which was a surprise. Yet despite the unknown, the men took solace in his presence which was something Snake was more than grateful for. The situation was bad enough as it was without the staff fighting amongst themselves, Miller and Ocelot excluded.

To be honest, Snake was surprised the men and women of Diamond Dogs were loyal at all. He'd half expected them to leave when he'd told the truth about himself, about being nothing more than a doppelganger of Big Boss. Yet, they had stayed, all of them. It seemed they didn't care if he was the real Big Boss, he was their Boss. Snake smiled at this, the discussion about his decision had been one of the few times Ocelot and Miller had agreed on something, thank God.

Snake finally arrived at the medical platform to see, much to his surprise, Code Talker slowly rolling towards him in his wheel chair. He nodded before greeting the ancient Navajo. "Code Talker."

Code Talker nodded back. "Boss. You are here to inspect, yes?"

Snake nodded. "Yeah, could use anything your parasites picked up."

Code Talker nodded his head slowly. "I doubt they have seen anything you and your men do not already know. But, there is one thing that will be of interest to you." He turned and began to roll back towards the building with Snake in tow. The two entered the building with Code Talker leading snake through hallway after hallway till they at last entered a room occupied by one of the medical staff and a familiar nearly naked woman sitting on the examination bed being checked over by the staff member. Code Talker rolled into the room nonchalantly while Snake stopped short at the doorway, looking at the woman before uttering a single word. "Quiet."

She immediately turned her head and looked eyes with Snake before hopping to her feet and quickly walking up to him, staring into his eye not 6 inches from his face. The two simply stared for a few moments before Snake nodded and Quiet returned to the bed. Code Talker choose to speak up, "She was found in her cell, confused. The medical staff had her moved here to be examined."

Snake jerked to look at the Navajo, no longer watching Quiet, "And?"

Code Talker was unfazed by the harshness in Snake's tone, "The parasites remain as they were when I last examined her."

Snake looked back at Quiet, "So, no English?" Quiet sighed at Snake's comment but continued to allow the doctor to keep examining her.

Code Talker nodded. "Indeed. She can speak if she uses another language of course."

Snake looked at Code Talker, his brow furrowing and body tensing up as he drew a simple conclusion. "She knows another language?"

Quiet nodded and spoke to Snake in Navajo, who of course had no idea what was spoke. Code Talker spoke up to translate. "She says that she kept it from you to prevent interrogation by Miller and Ocelot."

Snake sighed as he relaxed, "Makes sense." He looked back at Quiet, who met his gaze before he went on, "Code Talker, can you teach me Navajo?"

Code Talker smiled, "Ah, I suppose I can. It is difficult to learn. Why do you wish to learn it?"

"Battlefield communication."

Code Talker kept smiling, as if enjoying some private joke, "Yes… Very well then. If that is what you want bidee' hòlònì. It will not be easy of course."

Snake smirked for a moment, "Nothing worth doing is."

At that moment, Snake's radio flared to life as Ocelot called him, "Boss, I have an update for you. You're not gonna like it."

Snake sighed before turning away, "What is it?"

"We've tried to make contact with various satellites to try and get a fix on our position. No response. Same with radio broadcasts. Nothing from either."

"So we're being jammed. Prep a chopper we'll do this the old fashioned way."

"Not so fast," Ocelot responded, "We ran more checks and we're not being jammed."

"Then what's going on?"

"Best as we can tell Boss, it's like there are no satellites out there or radio transmissions."

Snake stepped out in to the hallway, one hand to his ear piece. "What?"

"Hideo had a theory so he started collecting and running tests on static after our contact attempt failed. Long story short, there's less than there should be."

Snake sighed. "So?"

"So," replied an annoyed Ocelot, "Most static comes from various radio sources, TV stations, radio stations some from satellites and even some from space. But the static Hideo picked up only had level's we'd expect from natural sources."

"So, we're somewhere with no wireless communications in place?"

"More likely, somewhere with no wireless communications ever."

Snake closed his eye and sighed. "Alright, prep a chopper. We'll do this the old fashioned way."

"On it. Pick up from where?"

"Medical platform, deck 1."

The only response was a burst of static as Ocelot ended the call. Snake turned and walked back into the examination room. "Code Talker, is Quiet fit for duty?"

He nodded, "Yes, I take it you have a job?"

Snake nodded, his face blank,"Of a sort." He looked at Quiet. "Suit up and meet me at the Medical Platform." Quiet nodded and hopped of the bed as Snake left the room, eventually exiting the building as the chopper set down and Ocelot hopped out.

"I had the Support Team prep your usual gear. What's the plan?" He asked as the chopper's rotors slowed to a stop.

"Recon, find out where and when we are," Snake replied at Quiet appeared in full kit next to him, at least full kit for Quiet. Snake went on, unfazed by Quiet's appearance, "Hopefully find someone we can milk for information."

Ocelot nodded. "Prep 101 then?"

Snake nodded as he stepped onto the chopper, Quiet following and taking a seat. The chopper's rotors began to spin up as Ocelot stepped back, saluting from where he stood at the edge of the helipad. Snake took his usual seat and looked out the window at Mother Base as the chopper took off, headed for parts unknown.

AN: Greetings people of the internet, tis I the King of Things here with another fic. This one is a response to a challenge to crossover MGSV with Game of Thrones. That combined with binge playing said game lead to this. The description does have Big Boss but the Snake in this fic is Venom Snake, the Phantom, not the actual Big Boss. As for the GoT side of things, I'm gonna stick to the book events with the show being used for descriptions and the like. Maybe other elements from the show if I see them as interesting additions. Also, apologies if I butcher Code Talker, I do not speak Navajo and couldn't find any dictionaries on it online. If anyone out there knows Navajo, feel free to correct me as much as you can, thank you. Anyway, I plan to update this within a week, so long as MGS holds my attention, which it tends to especially with the glory of the Phantom Pain behind it. See you all soon and please review!