Note: Again, I don't own MGS or Sonic. I just own Fox. Konami owns MGS and Sega owns Sonic. I'm just borrowing them for a while. And Roy Mustang is from Fullmetal Alchemist. Just so everyone knows.


Setting his hand on the roof underneath them, Fox proceeded in creating an entrance for the pair.

Signalling for Snake to back away to the other side of the base's roof, the large explosion made sure that their presence was known.

Seeing as Fox hated infiltration, the explosion was his way of saying 'lookit me, I'm going to kill you all!' And really, that was his plan.

As guards everywhere looked at the human-sized whole in the roof, Snake and Fox dropped in on a guard using the bathroom.

"..Huh. I thought this was the armory.." From Snake's view, Fox was horrible at directions.

They'd hafta rely on Otacon to give directions, since Fox was useless. Except the nose. They'd be able to sniff out any guards before they reached the pair, which was a good thing.

"Otacon, is he really a professional?"

/I'm still trying to figure that out. But in the mean time, don't get on his nerves. Maybe the reason he wanted you to put out your cigarette was because he wouldn't be able to smell out guards with the smoke. And you'd give away your position./

Strangely enough, Snake had extra cigarettes. Which was a bad thing for Fox. It was visible because the Fox was coughing and hacking and pouncing at Snake with /red/ eyes.

"Gaaah!"

"What the--!"

"PUT. IT. OUT!"

After biting Snake's wrist and stealing the cig, he threw it at the guard on the toilet, afterwards igniting a far larger boom.

What a sad way to die; just wanting to use the toilet and dieing instead. Poor guard.

Of course, from Snake's point of view, the explosion was a very bad thing, as it meant /more/ guards and /more/ explosions, which meant /more/ burns.

"&#, THAT HURT!" Snake cursed as he rolled away from the homicidal fox.

"You deserved it, pal. Don't smoke around me, otherwise I might go for a more valuable place with my attacks."

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Elsewhere in the base, Revolver Ocelot was watching over Dr. Ivo Robotnik as he worked on perfecting more, unique Metal Gear REX models. Each had a different ability, according to the Doctor, and that meant there was no way to beat all of them at once.

But then the explosions rocked the base. Even on the other side, it was still a large enough explosion to cause many, many alarms to signal, and it got Ocelot and Ivo's attention.

"I didn't expect them to get in this fast," Ocelot muttered, knowing that Philanthropy would come sometime but not that quick or that loud.

"They must have one of the experiments on their size."

"Heh. It'll just make this day even more fun. The experiment may have a higher level of endurance, and be able to go through far more torture than Snake."

"I'm not so sure. It may be a bit hard to catch, and even harder to contain. I suggest killing it immediately."

By this time, Ivo had hoisted himself out of his chair, moving towards a different set of computers and more REX data to code.

"How much longer until the stealth models are made?"

"After the plans are made, we must actually /build/ them. So it may take a while."

"Speed it up, Doctor, or you'll lose your privileges."

"Hmph."

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Gunfire, sirens and screams. Not a retelling of Sniper Wolf's story, but the situation in the base's corridors.

Gunfire came from the guards and Snake, as explosions caused by Fox's abilities were created. Being a fan of Roy Mustang, Fox had taken the time to learn how to snap his fingers correctly so he could make it look even cooler when he made things go boom.

The sirens were coming from the base's many alarms, signaling for armed soldiers to come and shoot the crap out of the intruders.
The screams were that of the dying soldiers, screeching in pain at the fact that their limbs were /being burned off./

After the guards were eliminated, the team proceeded to go through the halls, taking out any soldiers in sight.

But they were going in the wrong direction.

Snake, Fox and Otacon, a completely dysfunctional team, was somehow making due.

Chapter Two: END