Author's Notes: This is my first time writing two fight scenes at a time. I hope it's all right. Criticisms will be very helpful because I didn't know how hard fight scenes are to write! So enjoy, and please tell me what you think. Thanks to everyone who is reading this!

A Gunslinger and Cyborg Ninja

He shot two bullets straight at Ocelot but they missed as did Ocelot. Ocelot ran around to the other side to try and get Snake from behind as he had his back against one of the pillars.

His codec beeped. Naomi's tone was in a very serious yet had a professional influence to it.

"Revolver Ocelot is a former member of Spetsnaz. After the fall of the Soviet Union, he apparently served in the Russian Tax Police's elite swat team. After that, he joined the SVR, the Russian Foreign Intelligence Agency, which was formerly a part of the KGB. But according to my sources, he was dissatisfied with the rigid system of the KGB and wanted to get out. That's when he was recruited by FOX-HOUND. He's a gun fanatic and totally obsessed with cowboy movies and spaghetti westerns. He's also something of a sadist...," after the word sadist, Naomi's professional neutrality turned into full disdain, "He learned the most advanced torture techniques while he was with Spetsnaz."

"Yeah, he had plenty of practice," Campbell jumped in, "The Lubianka Prison is located right there inside KGB headquarters. In a gunfight, reloading is usually the most dangerous time. But he loves it. Use that to your advantage."

"Hiding won't help you," Ocelot evilly chortled. Snake watched from the left corner of the pillar he was using for cover to see Ocelot fire his revolver straight at the wall. Instead of making a hole in the wall, it skimmed the surface of the wall and bounced towards him.

"What the," he rolled sideways as the bullet zipped past the area he was earlier standing.

"You see," Ocelot yelled joyfully, "I can make these bullets go anywhere I want."

"Damn," Snake cursed silently. He shot at Ocelot but the old man was cowardly hiding against one of the pillars. The bullets only made cracks on the gray rocks of the pillar as he ran around to catch Ocelot. Ocelot made a hand gesture towards him before running the other direction around the five pillars like a square.

"You'll just tire yourself out," Ocelot taunted as Snake was running around the corners of the pillars trying to get a clear shot at Ocelot. Reloading, Snake watched as Ocelot shot another ricocheting bullet his way.

"Watch out, Snake," Master warned, "The muzzle velocity of a bullet fired from that revolver is slower than one fired from an automatic. That's bad for you. The slower a gun's muzzle velocity, the more damage it does. That's cause the bullet will tend to lodge in the body instead of going right through. Those kind of wounds take a long time to heal. Sometimes they never do. I think that's part of the reason he likes that gun. He's a real sick puppy, that Ocelot... The biggest drawback to a revolver is the reload time. That's your chance!"

He knew what he was doing. If Ocelot did the same technique, he will have to reload. Ocelot already used half of his barrel since revolvers only held six bullets. At that moment, he will be ready. He was going to play dumb for awhile making his enemy underestimate him.

"Try to catch me," Ocelot echoed in a daring, sadistic joy. Snake took that dare as he purposely shot at the cowboy.

Ocelot laughed as he missed. Baker, who was on the other side of Snake, was pulling his body together in a half fetal position. Whimpers escaped his mouth as he prayed to escape the fight.

He had to be careful if one of their bullets misfired, it could kill Baker. Ocelot noticed Snake's eyes wander to the old, broken man, "He isn't going to last long!"

The sadist laughed as he ran from one pillar to another. Snake had to end this fight fast.

She watched as that sharp, silver spike headed towards her like lightning. Though, her reflexes were faster. Bending her torso backwards, she lifted her legs off the ground spreading them apart. The sword went straight through the space between her thin legs as she rolled them backward to complete the back flip. The sword hit the wall behind her with a cling as it slashed through the brick rock.

"Alright," Angel yelled out in the empty hallway, "Come on out! I know you are there."

The distorted voices came louder and louder. Taking her gun out slowly, she walked forward. An eerie sound of nothingness answered her call. Rock moved behind her as a metal slashed against the unknown. She turned around to see the sword that was about to decapitate her gone. Only a streak of black against the rocky wall remained there. Her heart was beating as she felt eyes stalking her.

Her senses heightened. She heard a slow pulse of breathing above her. Slowly looking up, a figure wearing a silver, tanned exoskeleton suit dropped on her. Knocking her gun to the ground, he bent down over her body which was grounded.

Having his sword right on her neck, the ninja like figure stared at her with his red light blinking erratically. Metallic, hollow breathing forced her to cease her own, "Where is my friend?"

The ninja's metallic, deep voice had an eerie, half-dead vibration to it that made her skin crawl. She didn't move a muscle as the sword's cold blade put pressure on her pale neck, "I don't know who you are talking about."

As the ninja lifted his sword, she grabbed his wrist to halt his sword from moving as he was about to cut her head off . With his free hand, the ninja grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up in the air. The ninja threw her at the wall in front of him.

Pain spiked through her back and the back of her neck. The deadly ninja ran toward her with his sword ready to stab her as she steadied her fragile body rubbing the back of her neck aching. Pretending to still be dazed from his blow, she watched as he aimed his sword at her abdomen. By an inch, he missed as she swayed her body away from his sword making the sword dig through the blue, rocky wall. Kneeing him three times in his stomach, he clinched over and backed off. He left his sword dug in the wall.

Angel did a roundhouse kick to his head making him flip over backwards. His feet bounced on the floor making a second backflip countering her move. She ran and punched the ninja as he grabbed her arms with intensity. Throwing her to his left side, she ended up inside one of the rooms of the armory. Her back landed on wooden crates that were scattered on the floor of the compacted room. He stalked her with the lust of battle. He clenched his fists in anticipation for the blow to her skull.

She picked up one of the wooden crates and threw it at him as his fists gained momentum towards her. As the ninja broke apart the crate like it was paper, Angel used the splinters of flying wood as a distraction. She rammed him with her whole body crashing back outside of the room. She was flipped forward as the ninja used both of his legs to prop her off him. Throwing her to the small wall of the middle room of the second row of the rooms. Her legs were up in the air as her head was uncomfortable sitting on the tiled floor. The ghostly ninja breathed undeterred as he walked closer to her forming his shadow all over her body for the kill.

For awhile, Snake and Ocelot have been playing shoot and run away. Ocelot twirled around the middle pillar firing at Snake, who rolled to his side dodging the scar piercing bullets. As he pushed his trigger, the hammer hit thin air making him shout in delight, "I love to reload during a battle!"

Snake hid behind the one of the corner pillars as Ocelot opened his gun barrel refilling it, "There's nothing like slamming a long, silver bullet into a well grease chamber." Naomi really wasn't kidding about this man being a gun fanatic. He was insane.

Ocelot turned around and ricocheted two bullets straight at Snake as he moved towards him. Snake stalled and ducked as the bullets zipped past his dark hair. He shot to his side to slow down Ocelot. He ran to front end Ocelot which made him slide to the other side avoiding Snake's rounds.

Ocelot cursed as Snake's bullets tapped the end of his trench coat as he ran to gain some distance. Snake knew he had Ocelot now.

Laughing his head off, Ocelot peered into Snake's view dancing his revolver. He didn't understand why the wanna-be cowboy will be so reckless. Ocelot gave out a huge grin as he pointed his revolver towards one of the C4s on the floor, "Let's warm this place up a bit, shall we?"

"Ocelot," Snake yelled as the insane man set off one of the plastics.

Angel rubbed her blonde head as she tried to regain her posture. The ninja popped his sword from the wall swiftly. Breathing in, the ninja twirled his sword back and grabbed her by the throat again. Angel struggled as he squeezed, "You are..." After those words, the ninja immediately dropped her. She landed on her knees.

Trying to breathe in oxygen that she had lost, Angel looked up and stared at the ninja in recognition, "What are you doing here? I thought you would have got help. Do you... remember me?"

Through the visors of ninja's helmet, she was trying to see the eyes of the man but the visors were too dark in red. Standing up, she slowly took a step forward and put her hands towards the man. The ninja seemed distrusting and stepped back.

Knowing that the ninja couldn't remember her, Angel decided to not provoke him in any way. Before she knew it though, the ninja walked closer to her. At first, she thought he remembered until he pulled his sword out.

"Where is my friend," the ninja raised his sword at her head. Angel used her left elbow to knock off the silver sword out of his grip. She spin kicked him in the face and did a two hand forward punch to his chest knocking him to his feet. He was knocked out.

She turned around to leave when she felt a strong force of wind push her down. Her whole body went crashing down on the hard floor in astonishment as the ninja stood above her. She cursed herself for letting her guard down.

As the ninja stared at her, his shadow disappeared. She got on her feet to follow the fleeting ninja. She grabbed her gun that was lying against a corner of the room with a three on its door. The ninja was leading her to the hole that was made by the intruder.

"He's heading where Baker is!" Angel watched as the ninja turned on his stealth camo as he flipped inside. As she entered the hole in the wall, a smell of smoke tickled her nose. Her eyes flashed in alert and shock, "There's a fire burning!"

Following the path of the smoke, she regretted forever leaving Baker there. She was afraid as her body tensed in fury of the smoke that occupied the air.

Flames tickled around the small, squared room. Pillars were turning black as the metal burned red. Baker was hacking and coughing as he waved smoke away from him. Snake was using his left arm to cover the suffocating stench of the smoke caused from the flames. If it weren't for the hole he made in the wall to the left of him, oxygen might have been scarce. Ocelot was coughing also but he tried to hide his discomfort with a sly grin.

They both had their guns trained at each other ready for the first move. Ocelot smirked as he caressed his trigger with his edgy, long, pointy index finger ready to squeeze.

"Time to die," Ocelot winked.

Suddenly, a gunshot knocked Ocelot's revolver from his hand, "What the…?" A powerful force pushed him to the ground. Ocelot made a grunt of anguish as he hit the wall.

Snake tried to find where that bullet came from but he had no time as a shadow of clear air blew towards him.

A figure blinked into his vision wearing an unusual outfit of tanned sides and a metal blue color torso that reached down to his legs. The mysterious figure had a red light in between its visor. He noticed a sword facing backwards handled in the stranger's right hand.

"Stealth camouflage! Can't you even dead, right," Ocelot sneered as he ran to pick up his favorite weapon which laid against a pillar. He turned towards Snake with anger and a wail of defeat, "You were lucky! We'll meet again."

Ocelot exited out of the hole made from Snake's C4. He scurried fast with his tail between his legs.

Snake had his weapon trained on the figure that had miraculously appeared, "Who are you?"

"I'm like you," he pointed his fist with the sword in its grip at Snake and twirled it back behind him, "I have no name."

Baker moaned in his corner coughing at he looked up and struggled to speak, "That exoskeleton!" The ninja stared at the man blankly before turning back to Snake.

As Snake aimed his SOCOM at the ninja still unaware of the stranger's intentions, the ninja screamed in pain. His head was bobbing from every direction. His body was generating volts of electricity. The ninja was going nuts as he flipped around the room cutting the pillars in murderous insanity. One of the pillars collapsed on the floor. The roof was still steady as the rocks of steel rolled on the cracked floor. Baker was coughing as smoke from the residue of the crumbled pillar flew his way. He waved his left hand to spread the smoke away. The ninja disappeared in a flash of electricity as he exited through the blast hole.

"Who the hell," Snake yelled as he placed his pistol back in his gun holder staring at the invisible wind where the crazy ninja used to be.