Aww man guys I'm really sorry about the late update. I mean it too! I really wanted to update but I would sit down and start totype and I'd start to fall asleep. But I'm sure you really don't care you just want to read the story so go ahead! I hope you like it and I hope you start to understand things and I hope I explained things enough! So enjoy!

Dis. Nope nothing yet...

Chris breathed heavily into the drivers lap.

"You're getting slower." He told her. She flipped over and saw breaded man smiling down at her. He flicked his sandy mop out of his face.

"Charlie...Shut...up..." She breathed.

"What you gonna let a wound slow you down?" He smirked.

She shook her head, "You haven't changed, you stupid American."

"At least our money's worth something." He winked.

She chuckled, "That's not funny Charlie."

"Then why are you laughing?" He stopped and turned to the car to the left.

"Because I missed you big bro." She shut her eyes.

He smiled, "I missed you too little sis."

After a few moments of silence Charlie began to speak of the master plan. Chris stared at him wide eyed, "No! Absolutely not! They are not to get involved!"

"It's a little late for that sweetie. Shaw's gonna ask him to do it and he probably will for you. I mean who wouldn't do something for you." He looked down at her, "I know I'd risk my life for you in a heart beat."

"Only cause I can kick your butt in ten seconds flat." She smirked.

He shrugged and sighed, "I don't know at the rate you've been moving...Ow!" He clutched his chest, "You're Satan I tell ya you really are. Cause only Satan would give a man who's driving a titty twister." Chris was laughing loudly, "You're lucky I love you and fortunate that you're a girl!" He shouted.

"Hm." She sighed.

"Chris it's gonna end either way you know it don't you?" He asked, but didn't receive a reply. "You know it's either going to be him or us. It's the only way we can be free." Chris burst into tears, "Holy!" Charlie pulled over.

He pulled her up and held her, "It's okay...It's gonna work out..."

"But why now? Why when everything was just-just coming together? My life was almost whole and then he- he," She sobbed into his chest.

"I know, I know me too." He set her in the passenger seat and held onto her shoulders, "You need to stay calm we're gonna be the ones to finish this. An' I'm gonna tell you how, but you gotta trust Shaw's and I's judgement."

Raiden and Snake both paced the alley, but for different reasons. Raiden was concerned for Chris and Snake was concerned for Sara. Both were equal.

'Chris what were you thinking?' Raiden thought to himself.

"Um excuse me?" Both men looked up to see a gentlemen with a black wool coat and blue jeans. He was extremely tan and had a mess of black hair, "Are you Flynn?

Raiden stepped forward, "Yea where's Sara and Chris?"

The man smiled, "Sara!" She looked around the corner, smiled and ran over to Snake.

Snake knelt down and held onto her, "Are you alright?"

She nodded, "I'm fine Shaw took care of me."

"You're Shaw?" Raiden asked. Shaw nodded and looked at the ground, "I want answers."

Shaw smiled, "We all do."

"Where's Chris?" Snake asked.

"She's in good hands and doing her part to end this." Shaw looked at him.

"End what?" Raiden was starting to lose his cool.

"A invisible war." The next three seconds Shaw was pinned against the ally wall.

"Raiden!" Snake shouted and picked up Sara and hid her face.

He looked at Snake, "Ah so you're Raiden." He looked back at Shaw, "The notable Raiden or the defeater of George Sears. Ugh..."

Raiden tightened his grip, "What do you know about it?"

"I know that he gave a lot of money to fund our projects." Shaw looked at him, "You think you're so alone?"

"..." Raiden didn't reply as he continued.

"You think you know my hell?" He stared Raiden down, "You don't know hell..."

"What does this have to do with right now?" Raiden asked.

Shaw smiled, "It has to do with everything! This has to do with the reason why I am the way I am and Chris is and Charlie is! You don't know hell."

"I think I do." Raiden snapped back remembering the pain Solidus caused him.

"No you don't!" A insane look was produced on Shaw's face, "Hell is when you are stripped from your mother and father's arms. Hell is when you are forced to watch them die in front of you! When a seven year old boy has to sit a metal table as people poke and prod at him as the image of his mother dying fills his mind over and over. When he's forced to endure electric shock torture. When he has to fire a gun at an already dying man."

Raiden stared dumbfounded by the loss of this mans control, "You don't know hell. You don't know our hells. That's why we stand by each other. That's why this is going to end." He took a deep breath, "We decided that on our last mission."

Raiden let go of him and stepped back, "We- we were supposed to kill another scientist that 'knew too much.' We were supposed to dipose of everything, it didn't happen that way though..." Shaw smiled, "Instead we became friend's with his children and him. He showed us such kindness. Up tell then we thought all scientist were like the ones who messed with us."

"We couldn't kill a man who had been so generous to us." He closed eyes and swallowed hard, "So we rebelled against Dominia, the head of our projects. It worked out for the most part and we were almost free. Until the end. Charlie and I got out thanks to Chris, she sacrificed herself to get us out. Like she does for everyone." He stopped, "Nine years old and on the run. We kept a close eye on what they did to her by hacking into there system from the outside."

"Chris didn't just suddenly work as a codec messenger, you know." He looked at Snake, "She was sold into it."

"What!" Snake was appalled. "But that's against the law!"

"That's the black market." Shaw told him, "If it wasn't for you she wouldn't have had her little taste of freedom."

"So what about now?" Raiden asked, "If you guys got out then why is this happening?"

"Dominia never stopped his projects. He found out a way to brainwash the subjects and now they're just meaningless puppets of war. If he ever let go of the strings they would become nothing but vegetables." Shaw told him, "He means to destroy us, the misfits, but not before he can use us to his advantage." Shaw looked at Raiden, "We want to stop him, but in order to do that we're going to need your help."

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