Wow, I wrote Chapter 16. I'm surprised.

Gothic Meowzi: I love medieval fighting, it's so cool. Anyway, there are 20 chapters to the fic, so the end is near.

Heiduska: Yes they can, so keep reading. Sly/Carm is a cute couple, but Fred/Carm made one two. Read it to find out what else happens in my head.

Clockwerk: No. review it while it's good means it's about to get great

Sucker Punch owns Sly, but I wish I did.

Chapter 16 Kyle meets Robert

Kyle walked out of Interpol shortly after Carmelita went out to lunch. He walked over to his car and got in. His chief, his boss, the Chief of a police organization was chasing Carmelita, and committing murder. This world was just too crazy.

Kyle drove back to his apartment. He went up to his apartment, apartment 101 (-- what did you expect). Kyle walked inside and got on his computer. He was looking for a nanny-cam, or a bug, he could put in the Chief's office. He didn't notice the red jacketed figure standing behind his door, which he hadn't shut. When he heard it shut, he turned around to see Robert Johnson standing in front of his door.

"Hello Kyle, this is first time I've actually met you, the 'skilled' cop who's supposed to bring me in. Just how do you plan to do that?" Robert said his voice as cold and hard as ice.

In the time you could have blinked, Kyle had grabbed his shock pistol and turned to face Robert. He didn't aim the pistol though; he had to remain with a calm head. "Hello, Mr. Johnson, you're under arrest." he said quite calmly while looking at all he could of Robert Johnson, the man he wished to kill, painfully. The disguise still kept him from seeing anything besides that he was about as tall as Kyle.

Robert just chuckled and said "You aren't going to arrest me; I'm going to kill you."

It was Kyle's turn to chuckle "You don't get to jump me from behind when you have a greater weapon. You're in for more a fight than you realized."

"I am? You don't seem to notice how well I handled that jerk, Hayes. You cops are all the same, all of you except one. Carmelita…"

"I know she's different, she's tougher and smarter. You won't get away from her, or me."

"You don't get it, I long for Carmelita. I long for her touch, for her love. I long for her suffering. Her love is mine, and always will be."

"She doesn't love you, you disgust her. She despises every fiber of your being. And if you love her, why do you wish for her to suffer?"

"I do not wish, I never wish. I lust. I lust for her more than anyone you have ever known. And she should suffer; she should suffer until she dies."

"It's a shame you'll never get her."

"Oh, I will. She will fulfill my dreams of her, of me, of love, of pain, and I'm certain she will. She'll have too."

"There is no way you can make someone as determined as Carmelita do anything. She'll have you unmasked, and on the ground before you can react to anything"

"I can make her do whatever I want. A few more murders; like yours, and maybe a hostage; although not my style, and she will be my slave. There will be no way she, or you, can stop me."

"Well, I'm not going to let you go near her." Kyle said as he raised his shock pistol. He couldn't let this maniac do anything to Carmelita. That, and Carmelita has suffered enough through Cooper's constant escape of her grasp.

Robert just stared at Kyle from under his hood. Then he started raising his silenced pistol. Kyle charged forward knocking the silenced pistol out of Robert's hand with his shock pistol. He also got Robert in the crosshairs, and shot Robert in the face. The hood managed to stay on, so Kyle didn't notice that his eyes were still open, even after he fell to the ground.

Robert watched as Kyle went to reveal his face. It wasn't time for him to know, yet. Robert jumped up, grabbing Kyle's wrists and pulling, forcing Kyle to slam into his apartment door. Robert grabbed Kyle's throat, and Kyle was losing his sense of reality. He tried to open the door, but it was locked, not by a bolt or anything, it just wouldn't open.

Kyle kicked out Robert's leg from under him. Robert fell to the ground behind Kyle. Robert got up and laughed. A wide, open, bone-chilling laugh that made Kyle's blood turn cold. "You can't stop me, there is no stopping me." He said.

"We'll have to see about that." Kyle responded as he got into a fighting stance.

"Oh and why don't you go over there and check your apartment door again. It isn't locked."

Kyle didn't turn his back to Robert as he walked over to the door. Robert was right, it wasn't locked. Kyle still couldn't open though. He tried every possible way, but it just wouldn't. He even shot at it with his shock pistol. It didn't change at all.

"I don't know how you did this, but I have to admit that you did an excellent job. Now, what was the point in it?" Kyle asked as he looked at Robert.

Robert laughed again, making Kyle shiver again. "It was actually very, very easy to do."

"You'll have to tell me how you did it after I have you in handcuffs. Speaking of which…" Kyle pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his jeans, and picked up his shock pistol.

Robert laughed again, and Kyle was getting sick of it. "You cannot put the handcuffs on me. I'm not stupid, or weak enough to let you."

"And I'm not stupid, or weak enough to let you escape. You are not going to hurt Carmelita, or fulfill your demented fantasies."

"We'll just have to see who's weaker, now won't we?"

They stared each other in the eyes, hatred coursing through their veins. It was like two cobras preparing to strike each other.

"Neither of us can win this battle." Robert said, sounding truthful.

"Why's that?" Kyle asked back, still quite ready to strike,

"Because neither of us exists"

"Now I know how crazy you really are." And they struck.

Who will win, and who will die? Find out in the next chapter.