Author's note : This one is made for the upcoming MGS Rising, and my never ending aspiration Familiar of Zero. Though the whole summoning thing is getting a bit overused, so this fic will go a whole another way. And so, in this fic, there will be a Saito.

-Middle East, 20XX-

The war had been going on for too long. And though to any normal civilian that would mean death, to Raiden it was a mean to live. His body is already a machine, he had no need to eat, no need to sleep, nothing but craving for a purpose in life. And it was here in the middle of the battlefield.

He would have been laying low if it wasn't for his body. After Snake's funeral, he and Rose had tried to get a job. Rose had been accepted as a doctor, with influence of Campbell. Raiden on the other hand wasn't much successful. The people were rather discriminating due to his body, and he couldn't blame them. Not after all the machinations such as the FROGs, the Geckos and finally Metal Gear had done to their homes and their families. In their eyes he was as much of an abomination as the machines of destruction.

Campbell wanted to provide him a job within Foxhounds, but Raiden wouldn't accept it. If he was to fight in the battlefield, he would rather fight as a free man than being a soldier forced to follow orders. He had enough of that on his time with the Patriots. This way, he could live as a mercenary by the Bushido code. He is a ronin now. A samurai with no master.

And of course, due to his line of work, Rose and his son were to live with Campbell. Perhaps it was for the best. She would be safe there. His own son wouldn't even look at him for long enough to call him Daddy. And though his heart ached, he left the family behind. He was no longer human. He couldn't age. He couldn't die, not by any normal mean. Even if he wanted to, it was not possible to live with them together anymore. Nothing hurt more than seeing your loved ones aged and died while you remained as an immortal.

And thus, he was here, lying on one of the few remaining buildings here. Slowly, he closed his eyes and allowed the systems to sit on standby. Sleep was a luxury he no longer needed. Far beneath him, he could hear the last of the Gekko being slaughtered by the rest of the PMC troops. He had thought about his life, if it could have taken a different turn. But if it had, then perhaps Snake would have died and Liquid would have launched the Metal Gear. No, sacrifice must be made. That was how it must be. It was for greater good. It was for the best.

His nap was soon disturbed by the upcoming Metal Gear. Far at the horizons, a missile was launched direct at him. His system detected it, and before the missile exploded, Raiden sliced in middle and jumped off the building, while the two fragments of the missile flew pass him and destroyed the building, reducing it to rubbles.

Raiden together with his fellow mercenaries rushed toward the Metal Gear, which was still slowly walking toward them from the horizon. But what they hadn't anticipated was there were a few dozens more MGs walking among the first one. As soon as the MGs saw the troops, salvos of more than 200 missiles were launched at them. As fast as his hands could move, Raiden sliced the incoming missiles pass him, and rushed into battle. While the first salvo decimated half of the troops, the rest of the PMCs either fought alongside Raiden or retreated.

And while Raiden could sliced though one single MG with ease, it was not looking good for him, nor his fellow PMCs. Nothing was good when you faced off more than 50 MGs at the same time. Raiden kept swatting missiles aside and protected his comrades as much as he could, but it wasn't helping. Soon they were cornered by somewhat 20 MGs together with some other MGs here and there finishing off any remaining survivors. Raiden and the last 5 survivors stood back to back, holding their weapons high and ready to fight till their last breath.

"Guess this is it guys." Adam said, taking an aim with his 50. Caliber Sniper Rifle.

"It was fun fighting with you guys." Stella, the scout girl, replied.

"The honor was all mine." James winked at Stella, while the others nodded.

"Ready guys ?" Raiden asked. All of them broke into a charge as the MGs readied their missiles. The last thing Raiden remembered was a blinding white light of explosion as the last salvo of missiles exploded right in front of his eyes.

-Unknown location-

Raiden slowly opened his eyes. What he first did was checking his system, and everything turned out fine. The second thing he did was unsheathing his katana as soon as he saw the three growling green creatures in front of him. And from the look of it, they weren't friendly. The sparkling electricity sprang to life the moment they moved toward him. Needless to say, it was dice and slice like everyday business to Raiden.

With a few simple strikes with his katana, these creatures were dead before they even realized their heads were removed from their body. Raiden sheathed his katana and turned around. As the lifeless bodies fell to the ground, he faced a blond girl in green dress cowering behind a tree. She shivered by each step that he took. Raiden simply raised his hands up, meaning to tell her he meant no harm.

The girl said something to him back in French. Raiden was programmed to speak all kind of languages in order to work as a mercenary worldwide.

"Who… who… are you ?" Fear was evident in her voice.

"My name is Raiden. I am Lightning. The Rain transformed."

Author's note : Okay that wrapped it up. Sorry for the long time that I haven't update, but I have a break, so I took it. Going on a little vacation, but that is irrelevant. Anyway, same stuffs I told everyone, more reviews = more updates.