METAL GEAR SOLID 3: RISING HEAVEN

Disclaimer: I don't own the Metal Gear series, but I own certain characters in here. I'll say who when I get to them, so as not to spoil anything.

Summary: Snake and Raiden have to a fortress called 'Rising Heaven' to shut down two Metal Gears. The problem? Liquid's back, and in order to survive, Raiden has to drop his pansy act.

Okay, to be honest, I thought Raiden's being a pansy thing was an act. In Metal Gear Solid 2 [SPOILER ALERT], he himself said he was afraid of his past. Probably so much so that he acted like that to hide it. Here, he'll have to drop the act.

Prelude

"Vamp?"

The pale man didn't seem to hear him. This man had a circular scar on his forehead from a bullet wound inflicted by Raiden when he was firing at Fortune. This was once a member of Dead Cell. Now he IS Dead Cell. He's the only one alive from the Big Shell incident.

"VAMP?"

He was thinking of Ocelot, the man that killed his Queen. How he wanted to cut into him with his knives. To end his miserable existence.

"VAMP!!!!!!"

Vamp snapped out of his daydream to look into the pale yellow eyes of another member of 'Neo-Foxhound.' The man's brown hair hung down, and from looking at him, you'd hardly be able to tell he was a pyromaniacal assassin. What you WOULD be able to tell is that he's obsessed with fireflies. Several of them were flying around him, which was odd, since it was spring. Normally, you'd only see them in the summer. This man was known as Firefly.

[Firefly is one of my creations.]

"Daydreaming of killing that treacherous Ocelot again?"

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Vamp didn't want to admit it, but Firefly was starting to become his friend.

"Hate to burst your bubbles, but we need Ocelot ALIVE!"

They looked toward a teenaged boy shooting the moon with a yo-yo. His blonde hair was sticking up from the static electricity coming of the portable dynamo on his back. That was also his name. Dynamo.

[Dynamo is another on of my creations.]

"Just until we get Liquid's arm off of him."

Dynamo's sunglasses reflected another member of the group. This man was in ninja garbs. He was known as Shadow. Dynamo had given him the name.

"Shadow, there's no guarantee that I can get his arm back on his body, and revive him." The boy answered back.

"Have faith."

Shadow's gender wasn't confirmed, but he sounded male, so they assumed that he was. His VR testing was magnificent. He easily bested Arsenal Tengu soldiers AND Gray Fox in the simulations. One thing about him was his loyalty to his master. He considered Liquid his master. Why is unknown.

[Shadow's mine.]

"Queen."

Vamp still felt great sorrow for her death. She was once afraid she'd outlive all of those she loved. Now he felt that way.

"Target's been found! Ocelot is in the city below. Presently in a coffee shop." The pilot of the helicopter shouted back to them.

"This'll be a since." said a man with crimson hair, and eyes to match.

This was VR Falcon. The VR part comes from the fact he can do things normally possible only in VR. In testing, he was the weakest in taking pain. His pain tolerance was ridiculously low. However, that's assuming you could hit him.

[Falcon's mine.]

"I'd better go pay that town a visit." The least human of the group said.

He was called Drago. It fit, since he looked like he was part dragon. Someone seriously screwed him, tampering with his DNA and genome like it was Silly Putty. In fact, he initially didn't survive it, but Dynamo revived him. Drago decided to repay the favor by joining their cause. Who messed up his DNA is still unknown to them, but they're certain it was the Patriots. It also turned out he wasn't the only experiment. He was just the only one to live from it, even though he needed to be brought back from the dead.

[Drago's one of my creations.]

"WHOA!!!!! HOLD IT DRAGO!!!!!!!"

Drago growled at Dynamo.

"WHAT IS IT, BRAT?????" Drago replied in a rough, and slightly non- human voice.

"If you go down there, what'll happen?"

Drago growled at him again, baring his fangs. Then he crossed his arms, careful not to tear the shorts he was wearing with his claws. He flicked his tail in anger.

"I should go down there." Dynamo said as he took his power pack off.

"Why you?" Falcon asked.

"Who'd suspect a kid? Besides, my yo-yo has more tricks then 'walking the dog'."

Dynamo then got on the rope, and did a fast rope descent onto a building. The chopper had a silencing system for the rotors, and it was night, so no one noticed the boy or the chopper above the coffee shop.

'Why the hell's he out in the open?' Dynamo thought.

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Liquid was steamed. The location the Patriots gave Ocelot was a fake, and now he had to lay low. Ocelot usually commanded the body, but Liquid was ticked off. he needed a nice glass of tea to calm down over. Ocelot wouldn't mind a few dollars missing. He had plenty of money from what Gurlukovich paid him for the Tanker raid. Liquid stepped out to enjoy the night air, since at anytime the Patriots could kill him, or worse. his brother. He had barely sipped his drink, when a yo-yo looped around his body, and he was pulled into an alley.

"Didn't think you'd get caught, did you Ocelot? Well, we're here to take revenge for when you betrayed Liquid!!!!"

Liquid felt glad to know he still had some influence, but he had lost out of $3.95 for a cup of a British brew of tea.

"I AM LIQUID!!!!!!!!!"

Dynamo's jaw dropped when he heard his voice. That definitely wasn't Ocelot's.

"WHAT?????"

Then Liquid explained how he could control Ocelot.

"That makes this easier. Liquid. we want you back in command. Anyway, I have a way to bring you back in your body, and correct the genetic deterioration of your cells. We have your body back at HQ. Will you lead Fox-hound into battle again?"

Liquid thought about the times he had leading Fox-hound. Then he remembered something.

"What about Foxdie?"

"A vaccine has been developed, and the traces in your body eliminated."

"Good. Expect Fox-hound to rise and take back the glory it once had."

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Uh.. Well, I'm not perfect, so don't blame me.