First real intense fight scene, so leave feedback on how I did.
PS: start at the and listen to this, if it works, you get a cool cinematic fight scene, if done just right.
Search Metal Gear Solid 3 soundtrack: main them, go to alvarodduck's video on youtube.
chapter 5: The Ninja
It was the shock. It was the pure shock that set off Bob. There actually was no pain, just the pure knowledge and disbelief of seeing the blade jammed through your spine….your chest….The chest that had just been a part if you just seconds ago…impaled by a the longest blade you'd ever seen…maybe it was because it was so close to you…..in you….Bob tried to lift his arms, to shoot that thing, but they didn't go that far before the darkness swallows him up, and he left to meet his makers…
"What the hell!" a Reserve commented. Bob was just standing there, and then suddenly, a sword was thrust through him like someone was cutting butter. Bob stood silently, trying to get his arm up, but his perception was off too far….
The Ninja had arrived….
The stealth camo buzzed as it uncovered the form of the ninja, a cyborg endoskeleton covering an inhuman monster……Within the mask, the ninja gave a crooked smile, and the carnage began.
Immediately after the ninja had pierced Bob's flesh with the blade, the dying man's arm swung up slowly, his finger mashing the trigger on his FAMAS, the bullets slamming into the Reserve closest to his right, and then Bob went limp after a slight amount of pressure was applied to his neck. They had the capsule circled, but not him. The ninja drove forward, using Bob's corpse as a shield, then with enough force, shoved Bob sickly off the blade and into the guard across the clearing. He spun, slamming his fist into the neck of the Reserve on his left, swiftly snatching the pistol from his belt and emptying two shots into the guard farther left. Noises- The Ninja slammed his thumb on the safety and quickly using the eject button to slide the clip across the grass, matted with blood, and tripping the third man that was making a run for it, then tossing the emptied rind of a gun at the winded guard in the shallow water, still getting Bob's body off of him. He twitched and crashed back into the river. Four men across from him now, one to both the right and left, and one more laying still on the ground, maybe dead. The men had stopped firing, utterly stunned. The ninja shoved the sword into the neck of the guard to the left, spinning to the back and guarding himself from gunfire, then twisted it, snapping his spinal cord with a sickening crunch! Two guards, farthest to the right of the ones across from him…..closer to the woods, stepped back, probably going to run for it…The ninja couldn't allow it, tossing the paralyzed and doomed Reserve to the side and using his mechanical legs to crash forward at an alarming rate, throwing himself at the fearful guard in the middle, vaulting over his head and bringing the sword into his shoulder. The guard to the ninja's immediate right let out a cry of exclamation, and then the two on the left made a run for it. The wounded man snatched a knife from his breast sheathe, swinging back, but the ninja caught it, twisted, retrieved his sword from the man's shoulder- and lopped it off at the wrist. The ninja dropped to catch it, administering a high kick to the charging guard behind to back him away. The ninja calculated the weight of the knife and the hand instantaneously, then tossed it directly, the target set, and the knife slammed into the farthest man's hand. The slower sensed this, and then dashed sideways behind the trees. The ninja dealt with the two guards with his hand-to-hand mastery. High kick, drop kick, spin, backhand, grab, stab, leave blade, jab, grab blade, knee, slash up- It was a dance. So perfectly timed and executed, almost none other could have done it that well. The ninja walked to the man in the river, struggling to stand, and then he disemboweled him easily, turning the water a dark red, and then the ninja moved towards the woods, following the able-bodied man, ignoring the one nailed to the tree struggling to get the knife out of his hand for now. The Ninja snapped a branch off of the nearest tree, bark splintering everywhere, and then heaved it like a javelin at the man zigzagging in between the trees. The branch slammed right into the back of his skull, crushing it with tremendous force, and spraying blood all over the ninja's endoskeleton, even from that distance. The ninja returned to the clearing and searched for the heat source of the man nailed to the tree. There was nowhere to run…and nowhere to hide….
Fredrick Harper was a smart man. He was young, strong, and good with the ladies, but nothing had prepared him for this. He had been smart enough to make a break for it, but he hadn't counted on having his hand nailed to a tree by his best friend's knife. "He's dead." He mumbled, trying to yank the knife from its depression, but it was in too tight. It was unbearable torment, but he had to get out of here, he had to warn the others- "Oh god." The Ninja was coming towards him, walking casually, blood splattered across his endoskeleton, and Fred panicked, pulling harder and harder, but it didn't budge. "DAMMIT!" he exploded, pulling out his own knife and barking groans of pain as he willed himself to dismember his own hand. He succeeded, unlucky because that was his shooting hand. Fred reached for his discarded FAMAS-no time- he turned and ran towards the river, flowing freely now. He drew his pistol clumsily with his left hand and fired back at the approaching figure, seeing the bullets emit sparks as it harmlessly bounced off of the cyborg. He saw the river and threw off his belt and boots to get ready to swim, but the ninja was ready. Fred stopped as the sword, lancing through the air like a surgical knife and slicing off his left foot at the heel. Fred crumpled to the ground, but continued moving, crawling to the water in futility. The ninja grasped his collar, and Fred sprung around onto his back, emptying the entire clip of his pistol into the ninja's head, to no avail. It clicked on empty, and he let his hand drop to the ground, flipping to his stomach and trying to make a last attempt at crawling into the water. The ninja kicked him onto his back, and the man's hand had finally reached the water, letting go of his gun and letting it drift away and holding some dirt and roots, ready to pull as soon as the ninja was off his guard. "You have a strong will to live" he said mechanically, lowering his blade an inch, using his suit to examine his dog tags, "Fredrick Harper." Fred eased his grip a little. "Just a little more and you would have made it." He reminded him. "Yeah well, I do what I can," Fred spat back sarcastically. "Yes. Well, my friend, I would like to let you live, but you know how it goes. Dead Men Tell No Tales." Fred yanked back towards the river, his chest almost making it, but the ninja slammed the sword directly into his chest, killing him. The water was flooded with a light red, but it's color returned, the river swallowing it up and washing it away, the only blood remaining of Fred's among the rocks and his torso.
Meanwhile…..
John crouched behind the tree just as the guard slid by. He was going to have to find some way around, get up behind him and then dash behind that log as he comes back and- BEEP!BEEP! The noise startled John and made him nearly leap from his hiding place, but he tapped the receiver and took the call.
Roy: Falcon, this is Colonel.
John: Yeah, thanks. Almost got me killed, you know that?
Roy: Sorry, but this can't wait much longer.
John: Fine.
Roy: Okay, we need to take a rundown of everything real quick.
John: I got it already. My objectives are to rescue the hostages and assassinate the leaders of Red Cell.
Roy: The Hearts of War
John: Yeah, then radio for the troops and get the hell out of here.
Roy: exactly.
John: Anything else?
Roy: Yeah, you need to meet your support team before you move on.
John: Support?
Roy: Do you honestly think you could beat an entire base of soldiers empty-handed in the middle of Russia by yourself?
John: Well…….
Roy: FALCON!
John: No! Of course not!
Roy: Good. Shall I go on?
John: Please.
Roy: Meet Naomi Hunter, our head of Medical Staff.
Naomi: Pleasure.
John: So, what exactly do you do?
Naomi: I'm in charge of keeping you healthy and aiding in any scientific obstacles you run into in the field.
John: Alright. That could help later on, I guess.
Roy: Mei Ling, our communications expert.
Mei Ling: I'll save your progress and make sure your nanomachines run smoothly.
John: Save?
Mei Ling: When you save, we will record your progress in your mission and your physical status as well, so we have some sort of record. We informed you in VR….
John: Oh, well I was just too distracted by your beautiful eyes to remember.
Mei Ling: giggles
Roy: there's no time for flirting on a mission.
John: Sorry, sir, but I just couldn't help myself.
Mei Ling: its okay, colonel, he's just joking around.
Roy: Well he damn well better stop, there's lives at stake.
John: Sorry, so anyone else?
Roy: Yes, meet George Kasler.
George: Hello Falcon, I'm George.
John: Your name sounds familiar.
George: I used to work for FOXHOUND. I gave Solid Snake some advice at Zanzibar Land.
John: Speaking of which, why didn't you send Solid Snake on this mission?
Roy: Solid Snake died four years ago when that Tanker went down in Manhattan, he's dead, Falcon.
John: ……
Roy: FALCON!
John: Sir?
Roy: Sorry. I-it's nothing… Anyways, George will provide you with info on weapons and enemy units, should you need it.
John: Thanks.
Roy: Okay, so first make your way to the research facility. It should be just across the Dolinovodno.
John: Got it. On my way.
Beedlybeep!
John stepped out of his cover and dashed away from the guard, careful not to step on anything that would give him away, and then moved silently to the Dolinovodno.
…….kinda cool…..kinda boring at part 2…….Anyways…..next chapter will feature Derek's support team and another fight scene. It'll be between- ah, almost told you. That'll be my little secret. Anyways, I've got to go get Pyramid Head. Got some problems with the Cerberuses.