Raiden

Raiden is in a storage room on Big Shell, sleeping restlessly on a couple of crates. His SOCOM and tranquilizer gun is next to him, within easy reach should he need it. After a moment, he is suddenly awoken by a sharp snapping sound that pierces the silence

Bolting upright, Raiden’s eyes flash open as his combat instincts kick in. His pulse quickens as he scans the dim storage room, searching for the source of the noise.

"Who's there? Show yourselves!" He calls out sharply, his voice echoing into the seeming emptiness.

Moving with speed, he grabs his pistol and aims it steadily at the stacks of crates across from him, ready to fire at any sudden movement

"Who are you?! State your business!" Raiden demands, finger resting lightly near the trigger.