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I started to read Tainted Ideals, nice idea for a Kotomine Shirou and Jack the Ripper as his servant.
 Although, I would still prefer that Rin had an Archer Class, just to prove the fan theory that the Tohsaka family always summon Archers. xD
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Takao Tsundere Cruiser
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Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Frozen Hell of the North
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*Waves to the FSN FFT*
Those of you who hang out in the Nanoha subforum know who I am. Those who don't, well, I write fanfics, a lot of fanfics. This is what happens when I drink a massive amount of caffeine and am awake for 22 hours straight... I work out an entire fic in my head and I can't help but write it down... Sadly, my outline only covers the LATTER part of the fic, so I have to get to it.  Anyway, if you're wondering... Here's my Fate/Stay Fic... Fate/Stay Another Night ... Not the most imaginative title, I admit. Word of warning, this is a crossover fic, so, if you don't like that, well, sorry. Also, it's not the most serious fic around. So, with those warnings, I hope you enjoy. Spoiler for Fate/Stay Another Night 1:
The Holy Grail War...
A war played out every few decades between seven masters and the seven servants they would summon to aid them in battle. Saber Lancer Archer Rider Berserker Caster Assassin These were the seven servants of heroes of history, myth and legend, called forth to do battle. The last one standing would receive his or her prize, a single wish from the Holy Grail itself. However, despite the near perfection of the grail, it still had some minor flaws. And once in awhile, those flaws led to... Hiccups. And when the Grail hiccuped... Nothing went right. ________________________ "So, do you get it now?" Rin Tohsaka looked at the redheaded boy and the blonde servant in front of her. They were currently in his house after a blue-haired man by the name of Lancer had attacked his home. "Kind of," Shirou Emiya was still confused, first he had seen that Lancer guy fighting a man in red at the school, then he had been chased by the Lancer guy, got stabbed by that spear of his, which should have killed him, but Shirou wasn't going to complain about not dying when he was killed after all. Then, when he got home, that Lancer guy had followed him, only to be driven off by some strange blue-clad and armored blond haired, green eyed girl calling herself Saber. And now, Tohsaka, the school idol, was trying to explain things to him. "But I still have some questions." "I should have guessed this," Rin said as she closed her eyes and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "So, come with me, I'll take you to someone who understands what's going on and can teach you a thing or two about what's happening." "And," Shirou gave her a flat stare, "where are we going to find someone like that, at this time of night, on a Wednesday?" (---) "Welcome to church," a man with a deep voice, dark hair and a priest outfit said as he saw Rin and Shirou walk through the front doors. "Ah, Rin, I didn't expect to see you show up. Is something the matter?" "Not for me, Kirei." Rin said as she gestured to Shirou. "But he, on the other hand..." "Let me guess, he just discovered magic and you're too busy to teach him how to use it?" Kirei raised an eyebrow when she shook her head. "Oh, is it about the other thing?" "Yes." Rin grumbled as he chuckled. "He somehow summoned Saber to the war." "Ah, how interesting," Kirei nodded and smirked. "Alright, listen up, boy. This is a small war between legendary warriors of myth, legend and history. There's seven servants and seven masters, the servants and masters fight until there's only one left alive, the winner gets a wish granted by the Holy Grail." "Wait, you mean that thing that..." "Not that one." Kirei shook his head at Shirou. "That one got lost in an Earthquake back in World War 2. This one calls forth heroic spirits, and the last spirit and master combination alive gets a single wish." Shirou sweat-dropped at the answer. "So, to win, I have to..." "Kill the other masters and servants." Kirei chuckled at the dark look on Shirou's face. "Well, there's a couple of other ways to win. If you can get a master to surrender their command seals to you, they will drop out and you can continue on." "And, these command seals..?" Kirei rolled his eyes. "Man, you know nothing. Alright, listen up. A command seal is what's used to keep a bond between master and servant. Since servants are generally a lot more powerful than their master, the command seals act as a limiter of sorts. Servants know they can't get too out of control, a single command seal can put them back in their place. But, at the same time," he grinned at Shirou, making him uncomfortable at the look, "screw up too much and your servant will kill you when you least expect it. You only have three command seals, use them wisely." He smirked at Shirou. "Or did you use one already? Not a good idea, considering you have to last out the rest of the war." Shirou twitched, he didn't like this guy already. "Anyway, the question I have for you, Shirou, is, will you accept being a master and continue fighting this war?" He turned away from Rin and Shirou. "I warn you, if you choose to accept, it will be nothing but difficult battles. Friends and foes, those who were once your ally will now be your enemy." He narrowed his eyes and smirked. "Heck, the very reality that you know will be shattered. If you wish to give up your command seals, do so and I will offer you protection at the church until the war is over." "No," Shirou shook his head, "no, I'll fight in this war. But not because I can, but because I want to keep people safe." "Really?" Kirei chuckled at him. "I suppose I should tell you then. If you're so eager to protect people, what would you do if you knew that the grail could grant such a wish? Or, perhaps, what would you do if you knew that servants could steal the life of people from just a touch, a glance or even a thought?" Shirou's eyes widened and Kirei chuckled. "Just ten years ago, the fourth Grail War was completed, during that time, the servant Caster helped a mass murdering psychopath slaughter dozens of people in incredibly brutal and horrifying ways." Shirou shuddered at that thought. "It doesn't matter, I'll stop that. I'll fight to stop all of that!" Kirei chuckled heavily. "Well then, see to it that the tragedy of ten years ago isn't repeated." Shirou's eyes widened as he smirked. "I will tell you and Rin both this though, as the mediator of this war, I do not want either of you to come through those doors unless you either give up on being a master and wish to bow out of the war or if you are in need of council. Though, I'd prefer if you just gave me a phone call. I won't give you any information about who has what servant that you don't know, but I can tell you that Saber was the final servant summoned." "Right..." Rin nodded and turned around. "Kirei, just leave the war to me, okay? Fuyuki is my prefecture after all." Kirei just smirked as the two teenagers left the building. "How... Interesting." Still, things were looking somewhat amusing for the upcoming war. (---) "What happens now?" Shirou asked as he, Rin and Saber walked away from the church and onto the street corner. "Now?" Rin gave him a flat stare. "Now you know the truth of this war. I'll walk with you for a little bit longer, but afterwords, we split up and are no longer allies." "Ah, well, in that case, thank you, Tohsaka." Shirou rubbed the back of his head. "Maybe you shouldn't thank her just yet." A new voice spoke up and Rin, Shirou and Saber all turned to see a young looking girl with white hair, red eyes standing a few feet from them. She had a large purple hat on her head, a white scarf and a purple dress. "Hello, Rin, Onii-chan." She grabbed her dress and bowed slightly. "My name is Ilya, Ilya von Einzbern." "Von Einzbern?" Rin gasped as she looked at the young girl. "You're their representative this time?" Ilya gave her a grim smile. "Indeed, I do represent the von Einzbern family this time." "I believe," a new voice spoke up as a tall woman wearing a black, sleeveless shirt that clung to her body, revealing the fact that she had decently large breasts and short dress materialized behind Ilya, "that you have taken enough time, master." The woman had long silver hair, fingerless gloves on her hands, eyes so red that they seemed to be rubies rather than eyeballs, and six black wings on her back. She had short boots on her feet and one sock that ran way up her right leg, leaving her left one almost completely bare. "Shall we?" "Of course, Caster." "That's your servant?" Shirou asked as Ilya nodded. Even if she was challenging him, he was just struck by how... Similar Caster and Ilya looked. The eyes, the hair, granted Caster's hair was darker than Ilya's, but other than that... "Ohohohohoho!" Rin started laughing at Ilya. "Too bad for you, Ilya... You called up a Caster class, and Saber here is a natural enemy for all Caster class servants." Ilya didn't look worried, if anything, she looked amused more than anything else. "Oh, Rin, how foolish you are. I admit, I too was under the impression that my Caster wasn't that strong of a servant," she winked and held up a finger, "however, it turns out that she's a natural twenty." Both Rin and Saber's eyes widened at that. "A... Natural twenty?" Rin shivered. She had heard about that before. "What's with that?" Shirou didn't understand what was going on, why would twenty make them so nervous? "Occasionally, someone gets summoned to a class that they're well suited for, but it turns out that they don't have the weaknesses of that class. In Caster's case, her weakness should be close range combat, but..." Rin trailed off as she took a step back, "if she really is a natural twenty, she'd be almost as good as a Rider class in close range combat." "Even so," Saber narrowed her eyes as she looked at Caster, "she is still a Caster class, and I am still a Saber class servant. If I stay close to her, she would be unable to use her strongest magic against us." "Who says you're going to get away?" A voice similar to Ilya's spoke up and Rin, Shirou and Saber slowly turned around to see another girl, this one looked very similar to Ilya, other than her dark skin. Behind her, a bronze-skinned giant with dark hair, thick muscles and a stone sword-axe stood silently. "After all... Onii-chan, Ilya, I want to kill both of you." "Ilyasviel." Ilya said softly. "Grandfather sent you?" "After I properly summoned Berserker, which you were unable to do," the dark-skinned girl narrowed her red eyes at Ilya, "grandfather sent me to Fuyuki to make sure that we got the grail." "I am not liking these odds." Saber muttered as she looked at both Caster and Berserker. She could probably beat one or the other fairly easily, but if it came down to a crossfire situation, she wasn't sure if she could beat one without the other taking cheap shots at her. "Perhaps I should even them then?" A familiar voice spoke up and Rin sighed as Archer appeared next to Saber. "Two on two is a lot more balanced, don't you think?" Ilya crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "Well, Rin, consider yourself lucky, I'll let you and your servant leave. After all," she narrowed her eyes at the group in front of her, "this is a family matter." "In that case," Archer smirked at Ilya, "I doubt I could leave." He chuckled softly, "even if I wanted to, my master seems to want to owe Emiya something." There was more to it than what he said, of course. In his hands, two swords appeared, one black as night, the other one was white, almost looking like the moon itself. "Before you say anything, Saber, I am only doing this because my master isn't one to leave, even if it would make things easier." Rin twitched. "It's not like that! Stupid servant, I don't want to owe him anything, that's all!" "Didn't you already pay him back for saving your life?" Archer smirked at Rin, who just twitched. "As for this, though..." He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Berserker while Saber faced off with that weird Caster girl. 'What is going on here? Ilya, how did you summon a Caster servant?' He might not have remembered too much, but he knew that Ilya summoned Hercules as Berserker, so why were there two Ilyas and why did one of them have Caster? The tension in the air was tremendous, all it would take would be one small thing to set off the fireworks. A body crashing to the ground and sliding up to Saber and Archer's feet almost did the trick. "GAH!" The body said as it sat up, revealing it to be a female body as she clutched her chest. "That bitch! She kicked me in the boobs!" There was a soft noise of two feet touching down onto the ground. "Considering your size," a rather tall woman with purple hair, black stocking, black arm covers and a black dress that left her upper thighs and shoulders exposed, spoke up, "it was a hard target to hit." One thing that was noticeable on the woman, besides the chains with spiked ends in her hands, was the purple blindfold she had over her face. The girl jumped to her feet, revealing that she wasn't too tall, she had light blonde, almost white hair, dull red eyes, while wearing ankle boots, a cape around her waist that revealed biker shorts from the front, an armored top with a coat that was very similar to Archer's jacket. "What did you say?!" She yelled while glaring at the tall woman. "Urgh," Ilyasviel twitched as she looked at the group. "Berserker... Kill all of them." The dark skinned girl's servant let out one massive yell before charging at the group. The Holy Grail War had finally begun in earnest. (---) The giant's roar caught both newcomer's attention. Snarling at the five in front of him, Berserker charged forward, his stone sword held up and to the side. Ignoring how the one in red and the one in blue grabbed the non-servants and jumped away, Berserker homed in on the petite girl in skimpy clothing and swung his sword down at her. He growled when she rolled out of the way. Letting out a roar, he charged her again. Meanwhile, Saber and Archer both put down their masters and looked at each other with distrust. Saber narrowed her eyes as Archer smirked at her. "Archer you..." "May want to deal with Ilyasviel's Berserker." Archer, Saber, Rin and Shirou turned to see Ilya standing a foot away and looking at the battle as Berserker charged the small servant while the purple haired servant threw two chains at Berserker's back, bouncing off of his muscles and doing no damage. "After all, once he's done with them, he'll come for you." She smirked and turned her head to look at them. "Unless Oniichan thinks that he can be a hero and kill Berserker down there by himself." Shirou looked at Ilya and down at Berserker and shivered slightly. The raw power, the blood lust, the rage, it was just incredible. "And why should we stick around to fight?" Rin asked Ilya. "We're here, we can get our servants to grab us and leave." Ilya sighed and pointed up. Looking up, Rin's eyes widened as she saw Caster in the air with a black sphere in one out-stretched hand pointing down at them while her attention was drawn to Berserker fighting the two girls. While neither of them could hurt the brute, he wasn't able to catch either of them. As Shirou looked at the petite girl, he wondered if maybe she was some sort of Saber servant as she was able to use several swords rapidly to defend herself with. "And, besides," Ilya narrowed her eyes, "if Oniichan leaves now, I'll have no choice. I'll have Caster destroy this entire city." Ilya wondered if they'd run or if they'd fight. She had no problems destroying stuff to get what she wanted, and what she wanted the most was... "Fine," Archer said as he turned to look at the battlefield. "But you'll have to excuse me if I vacate the battlefield. I am an Archer, after all." "I don't care about you. I just want Oniichan to stay." Shirou squeezed his hands into fists. "Fine! I'll stay. Saber, take care of that guy, will ya?" "As you command," Saber nodded and rushed down towards Berserker. Watching Saber leave to fight, Ilya let out a small sigh of relief. She really didn't want to have to have them call her bluff. Killing people wasn't a problem for her, but there were other reasons why she didn't want to go so far as to nuke the city. Strangely enough, the Magic Association's possible anger never entered her mind. (---) Watching from a nearby tree, Lancer narrowed his eyes. 'Six... All six... DAMMIT!' He snarled mentally. He had no doubt that Berserker would likely fall, Saber should be able to handle such a creature and Caster, from what he heard of her master, was probably strong enough to kill him, he wasn't sure about the Archer, but there was something... 'Oh, wanting to get out there and fight?' An amused deep voice said in the back of his mind. 'Six servants fighting at once? Reminds me of my war. Though, I suppose you just want to get in there and fight someone?' "Yes, dammit! Just... One... Fight..." 'Hmm... Very well then, Lancer.' Lancer's eyes widened as he felt 'shackles' on his body suddenly loosen. 'For today, I'll let you fight to your heart's content. However, you aren't to harm any of the masters, and if any of them are in danger...' "Fine, I'll protect them," Lancer smirked as he called forth his weapon, "but don't expect me to hold back!" (---) Kirei chuckled as he continued to observe what was going on through Lancer's eyes. "Interesting, even in the last war, all the servants didn't show up right away." An arrogant voice spoke up and Kirei turned to see a familiar blond haired man standing there, looking at the far walls of the church and narrowing his eyes. "Someone cheated, there's two Archers out there." "Are you sure, Gilgamesh?" Kirei asked, wondering what this meant to the whole grail wars this time. Gilgamesh turned to look at Kirei with narrowed eyes. "Are you forgetting who you're talking to?" "Ah." Kirei held up his hands in surrender. "You'll have to forgive me, Golden King, I am not as perfect as you are. And, as a flawed human, I have to admit, I thought I may have misheard you." "Very well, I'll forgive you for your transgression in assuming that I was mistaken. But there's two Archer-class servants out there." His eyes narrowed as he looked out at the walls. "I may have to... Get involved early." "Might I ask that you don't?" Kirei asked while bowing to Gilgamesh. The shorter king narrowed his eyes at the priest. "After all, if you got involved, it would take the fun out of the war. And besides," he stood up fully, "this isn't the first time a war has summoned something unusual. After all, the third war was noted for having two Saber class servants and Avenger instead of Berserker." "Hmm..." Gilgamesh closed his eyes and rubbed his chin in thought. "I suppose so," he smirked as an amused thought came to him, "perhaps the two Archers were summoned at the same time then. If two masters were trying to get an Archer, then perhaps the grail decided to give them what they wanted." Kirei fought the urge to sigh. Gilgamesh's temper really could cause a problem if he decided he wouldn't rein it in any longer. "Kotomine!" Gilgamesh turned and walked off. "I grow bored of my current entertainment downstairs, I need some new video games." Kirei sweat-dropped, the last time Gilgamesh wanted video games, he ordered everything in stock. "I'll see what I can do." Then again, from what Kirei had heard about Rider from the previous war... "Maybe this is his way of showing that man some respect?" Who knew what went through Gilgamesh's mind at any point, but Kirei knew that Gilgamesh didn't respect too much and only Saber and Rider from the last war had managed to earn that much from him. (---) Landing in front of Berserker, Lancer grinned and stabbed forward, hitting the brute in the chest and drawing some blood. "Your fight's with me, big guy." The only response he got was a roar. Lancer smirked as he ducked out of the way of a swipe at his head. "Ha ha ha, excellent!" Lancer laughed as he stabbed forward as fast as he could, and since he considered himself made of goes fast, it was pretty impressive. Most people couldn't even try to block against that many stabs. Nearly everyone who was attacked would be nothing but paste on the sidewalk, the tougher ones would just have holes in their bodies as they bled out. It was too bad that he was going up against the one opponent that could ignore those wounds and keep going. Lancer's eyes widened as, instead of being a bloody pulp on the ground, Berserker was suddenly in front of him, with rapidly healing holes in his body, grabbing Lancer by the leg and lifting him off the ground before slamming him down. Lancer let out a grunt as he was smashed into the ground hard enough to drive the air out of his lungs. The next thing he knew, he was being swung over Berserker's head and slammed onto his back on the other side of the giant. The next thing he knew, Berserker was spinning in place before letting Lancer go and throwing him up at the floating Caster. Caster raised an eyebrow and held a hand in front of her. When Lancer smashed into her barrier, she snorted as he started to slide down before she grabbed him by his hair and held him up. "I believe that your fight is with Berserker." Spinning around twice, she threw Lancer, head first, back at Berserker. If Berserker could, he would have grinned as he gripped his weapon and swung upwards at the descending Lancer. "Don't..." Lancer grunted as he twisted in mid-air to avoid the swing, "underestimate," he landed on Berserker's shoulders and jumped up and away from the giant, "me!" He turned and readied his weapon, only to pale as Berserker was right in front of him in mid air. "Oh crap." Berserker let out a scream as he slammed his weapon into Lancer, driving him down to the ground and making a deep impression. Standing up, Berserker lifted his weapon up to finish Lancer off when the blue-haired Servant etched something into the air with a trembling finger. The next thing Berserker knew, an eruption occurred around his head, causing him to scream and stumble back as Lancer flipped out of the hole and jumped backwards, "alright then, big guy, let's see you take THIS!" He jumped into the air and notched his spear backwards. "Gae... BOLG!" Berserker took one step forward before he was struck in the chest by a red barbed spear. Lancer's eyes widened as Berserker's chest wasn't pierced, but was able to stop the spear. "Impossible!" "Not really." A young voice spoke up and Lancer turned to see the dark skinned Ilyasviel standing there, smirking with her arms crossed over her chest. "If it's a weapon or power of B rank or less, it can't hurt Berserker. And even if you could poke holes in his skin, you didn't get too far, did you? Just the tip entered his skin. And I'm guessing that your Noble Phantasm is only B rank, isn't it?" "Heh, okay then..." The spear in front of Berserker disappeared and reappeared in Lancer's hand. "Then, how about..." He drew something on the shaft of his spear and Ilyasviel's eyes widened as she felt a burst of power. "Berserker! Kill him!" Ilyasviel screamed and Berserker roared as he rushed forward. "Gae BOLG!" The spear suddenly shone so brightly that Lancer and Ilyasviel had to look away as the whole street was suddenly bathed in enough light that one would think it was daytime. This time, the spear managed to pierce Berserker's chest, striking him in the heart and causing Berserker to scream out as his heart exploded. "Heh, well, that's..." Lancer smirked, knowing that no one could get up from Gae Bolg after it stabbed their heart. The next thing he knew, he was flying backwards from an incredibly strong and fast punch that sent him crashing into a street light. "What the?" "Ohohohohohoho!" Ilyasviel laughed as she put her hand up to her mouth. "It's impressive that you took one of Berserker's lives, Lancer, but, you should know something, Cu Chulainn..." She had a nasty grin on her face as Berserker glared at Lancer, "that Berserker is Greece's strongest hero of legend." "...Her...Herakles?" Lancer trembled. "Why would you summon him?" Just his luck, one of the few Heroes of legend that could be called to nearly any class and he had to get called to the Berserker class. "I suppose he can't die too easily, huh?" Ilyasviel laughed again. "Fool! His legend was that he had to complete twelve tasks so impossible that, when each one was done, he was given immortality, the twelve trials!" Lancer stood up and bit his lower lip. "So, not only do I need to kill him once, but twelve times?" And for some reason, he wasn't sure if he could kill him with Gae Bolg again. Ilyasviel blinked as Lancer suddenly broke out into a massive grin. "What?" "YES! This is what I wanted!" Lancer started laughing and took a stance. "Come on, big guy! Let's go again!" Ilyasviel could only stare as Berserker charged at Lancer again with a roar. "...Oh yeah, Chulainn was a battle maniac, wasn't he?" (---) When Lancer appeared, Rider wasn't sure what he had in mind, but when the blue-haired Servant drew Berserker's attention, the tall Servant nodded and turned her attention to the Archer she had been battling. "Well then," she threw her spiked chain at her opponent, who jumped out of the way as the nail stuck itself into the ground. "Perhaps you could stand still and die." "No way!" The female Archer cried out as she scooted backwards and flipped to her feet. "If I did that, well, dying sucks, you know? I did that once already." Rider paused when two swords formed in the Archer's hands and she looked over to where Archer and Saber were at. "...Interesting, that you would summon a pair of swords just like he has." "Well, I am an Archer." She smirked at Rider. "Besides, what do you care?" Rider's strike was more than strong enough to send her sliding backwards. "Well, for one thing, Archers tend to not use swords." Rider pointed out and looked at the other Archer before looking back at her opponent. "...You know what? I think that the world went stupid when I wasn't looking. Two Archers, both using swords? Since when does that happen?" "Who said it couldn't?" The female Archer smirked at Rider. "...You know what? Call me Archerko when he's around." She pointed her sword at the other Archer. "It'll be easier than going 'hey Archer, not you, the other Archer' all the time." "Fine." Rider nodded to her and the next thing Archerko knew, Rider's foot was planted into her stomach sending her flying backwards and tumbling end over end. "...You're not much of a fighter, huh?" "Guh!" Archerko flipped to her feet and grimaced. "Not against someone who's moving at the speed of sound!" She narrowed her eyes as Rider gave her a small smirk. "Well then, I'll have to make it impossible for you to get to me." "Really?" Rider lowered herself into a three-point stance, allowing a perfect view down her dress and at her breasts. "Let me see what you can do then." Rider rushed forward and Archerko smirked as spears, lots of spears, suddenly started erupting from the ground upwards and from different angles at such speeds that Rider was forced to jump back to avoid them. "Interesting that you can do that." Archerko just shrugged and Rider quickly jumped back as another spear ripped through where she was a moment ago. If Rider was more emotive, she would have narrowed her eyes as Archerko was suddenly in front of her, slashing forward with her swords. Rider barely got her spikes up in time to hold off the attack. (---) "I have to say, Saber..." Archer looked at the blonde, who looked back at him with narrowed eyes, "if this were other circumstances, we would be allies, however," he smirked while calling his two blades out, "it seems that Lancer is keeping Berserker busy." "Archer," Saber hissed as she held up her weapon, "we should ally ourselves with Lancer to defeat Berserker. If we allow someone of that class to run around free..." "As strong as Berserker is, Saber..." Archer narrowed his eyes at the petite woman, "Lancer seems intent on fighting him alone. Would you interfere with another Servant's pride like that?" Saber narrowed her eyes at Archer as she stepped away, slowly circling him. "What would you know about that?" He sighed, shaking his head. "Saber, you and Lancer, you two and your damnable honor refuse to take the advantages given to you. After all, if Lancer were to die here and now, would that not make it easier to win the grail? His Gae Bolg can kill any of us in one hit, do you think that your luck can hold out forever?" When she swung her blade at him, Archer nearly smirked in victory. There wasn't much he wanted in his existence, ending it was one thing, but part of him, a deep part, still saw Saber as the best sword fighter ever. It was that part, the part that still idolized her, that wanted to see just how he compared to the legendary King of Knights. There were plenty of others who were more powerful, stronger, or skilled than Saber was, even as she was now. However, none of that mattered to Archer, she was the measuring stick he used to determine how far he had gotten in his life and his skills. There was no more time for words as Saber rushed in, swinging her invisible sword at Archer. There were sparks as her blade met his and he parried her sword to the side. Saber narrowed her eyes as she watched him do that, something about that disturbed her. (---) Shirou took his eyes off the battlefield and looked at Rin. "So, tell me, Tohsaka... What do you want out of all of this?" Rin narrowed her eyes at him. "It doesn't matter what I want." She waved her hand dismissively. "Consider this payment in full that I didn't take Ilya's offer to leave the battlefield early." "For some reason, I think her partner should be Ruby, not Archer." Ilya commented, drawing their attention. "I have no idea why, but I'm imagining something called Ruby near you and making you do embarrassing things." Her mind really wasn't on the battle, none of the servants were hers, and from what she could see, Berserker would kill that Lancer soon enough, even if Lancer was faster than Berserker, Gae Bolg wasn't going to kill him again. No, her mind was on two people at that moment, "Rin, I understand that the Japanese do not like to get involved with affairs that aren't their business," Ilya said with her eyes closed. "So, I'll ask you, just step aside so I can talk to Ilyasviel and Oniichan, okay?" She grinned and tilted her head to the side, her hair moving with her motion. "And what makes you think I won't take a shot at you three when you're distracted?" Rin was already backing up. She had no real reason to protect Shirou and even less reasons to help either Ilya out. Ilya pointed upwards at Caster. "Because my Servant isn't engaged in any battles, Rin, if you tried anything, you'd be dead before you could call your Servant to protect you." She giggled at the raw frustration that formed on Rin's face. "You should work on your temper, Rin." Even if she was frustrated, Rin didn't think she could handle three masters and a Servant at the same time. Even with her gems, if she tried attacking a Servant, well... Right now the Servants seemed content to fight each other, and she didn't think she'd want to draw their attentions right now anyway. "Fine..." Rin turned around and walked a short distance until she stood by a tree. Even if Shirou wasn't too bad looking, she wasn't going to risk the ire of a Caster-class servant who apparently won the super power lottery. "Ilya," Ilyasviel narrowed her eyes, "you could just give up, let Berserker and myself handle this. Grandfather doesn't expect you to win after all." She looked at Shirou and narrowed her eyes, "of course, if you want first shot, I won't complain too much." "First shot?" Shirou looked at the dark skinned girl in confusion. "What's going on?" "Really, Oniichan, did you think that it wouldn't matter? After what happened, how can you be so blind?" Ilyasviel shook her head. "Maybe it would be best if you weren't part of this war anymore? How about it?" She smiled at him. "Give up your command spells and I promise not to hurt you too much." "Hey!" Ilya narrowed her eyes at the dark skinned girl. "Leave Oniichan alone! I get to do that stuff to him!" "You know, Ilya..." Shirou said as he tried to ignore the fact that the girls seemed to want to kill him, "if you keep calling me that, I might think you are my sister." Ilya blinked at him. "Didn't Kiritsugu tell you?" Seeing Shirou's confused look, she sighed and shook her head. "Never mind, I guess it wasn't too important for him." Shirou wasn't sure why, but, that tone of voice that she used, it was so... Different than before. He didn't know what it was, but there was something in the way that she spoke that just reminded him of what it was like for him when Kiritsugu died. "Ilya..." "Bah! I'm bored." Ilya looked away with her eyes closed. "Caster! We're leaving!" She turned to glare at Shirou. "Try to stay alive for at least a few days, Oniichan." Caster landed next to her and picked her up before flying off herself. (---) Rider looked at Archerko. "It seems my master wants me to withdraw," the purple haired Servant stood to her full height and turned around while fading from sight. Archerko sighed and stretched her neck from side to side, working a few kinks out of it. "Damn, I knew I should have avoided her." She just had to fight the fastest Servant on the first night, didn't she? Looking at Berserker and Lancer, she shook her head before looking at Saber and Archer and sighing. "...Later." She disappeared from view, leaving just the four servants alone. Just after she disappeared, Lancer found himself crashing on his back where Archerko was. "Nngh," he winced and looked at Berserker as the giant growled before turning and walking over to his master. "Hey! Are you just going to leave?! Come on! I was just getting my second wind!" He sat up and forced himself to his feet before grimacing as he felt his leg suddenly break. "Gah! This is nothing! Get back here!" Berserker ignored him as he continued to walk towards his master. "Berserker!" Archer jumped away from Saber and held his swords out defensively in front of him. If Berserker attacked, he'd have to get Saber to distract the giant until he could get some distance, like about two miles, and fire some of his favorite weapons to deal with Berserker. The giant ignored the two of them and continued to Ilyasviel. As she was picked up by Berserker, Ilyasviel grinned at Shirou. "We'll meet again." Rin looked at Shirou and let out a sigh. "Emiya-kun, if you keep Saber from attacking anymore, I think I'll call it a night as well." "Master," Saber looked at him while keeping one eye on Archer. "Do you wish to leave?" "Yeah, I need to think about stuff." Shirou nodded and the two Servants walked back to their masters, while keeping an eye on each other. "Well, I suppose it can't be helped." Archer snorted as he looked at the two of them. "With a master like him, you probably won't last too long, Saber." He picked up Rin and jumped away. "Let's go home, Saber." Shirou tried to ignore the fact that Rin's Archer annoyed him to no end, and he didn't even have to do anything. "Very well, let us go." Saber nodded as they walked towards the Emiya estate. "HEY!" Lancer cried out as everyone ignored him. "What about me?!" |
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Spoiler for The Invasion of the MST3k review in the FSN thread BEGINS!:
Me:Weeeeeeeeee!!! Guess Who? Odin:  The NEET who's working in a train depot which is currently underneath a mall.Me: Odin!!!!! Val: this reminds me of the time I end up replacing the Idiot here due to a certain troll of an apostle... *Cue Zelretch sneezed while watching Kirito and the rest of the SAO survivors in his set.* Sarah: Very refined from the initial draft... Me: He got time to make the necessary changes anyways. Iris: Should we warn the authors her about His muse's Muse eating tendency? Mariemeia: NAH!!!! Where's the fun in that? *Got frozen with a mind charged Bufudyne.* Meer: Silence or I'll execute you even more! Cagali: Leave some for us to beat down, Meer. Lacus: I don't mind the aphrodisiac treatment ducting the party but there's a fine line on doing it and OVERDOING it... Reia: I don't think Cu Chuliann needs any buffs for luck. Me: Considering he's the butt-monkey in the Fate series, don't bother. Odin: Unless you curse him with Murphy's calling, I'm sure we and the readers won't mind him suffer for laughs. Val: He DID have a rank E on luck in the canon. *A massive cat fight broke out as Amelia, Moka, Kurumu, Mizore and Ruby fought on how's gonna get to sleep with Odin* Elane: *sweatdrops* Boy... Can you even control your Harem, Odin? Odin: *deadpans* I'm a soldier. Not a Magnificent Bastard who enjoy manipulating everyone just for the lulz... Me: Anyways.... Before we got the MEoDP couple arrive with the rest of the crew... I'm gonna say that expect I'll be tossing MST3K alot in reviews... *Cue a broken Lancer from the fight crawls in front of the cat fight.* Lancer: This isn't my day. *Odin kicked him into the cat fight.* Odin: *troll face* Indeed. It's not your day. *Everyone hears Lancer's screams as he got caught in the multiple attacks between the fighting girls.* Elane: Well... At least we know that Lancer can scream like a girl... Me: *facepalms*
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Well, seeing as no one but Mega cares about the story, here's the next part.
Fate Stay Another Night 1 Spoiler for Fate Stay Another Night 2:
"HEY! What about me?!"
"What about you? A female voice spoke up as she watched Lancer struggle to move away from the battlefield. It didn't matter in the end, she knew he couldn't hear her, considering how far away she was. Her eyes were narrowed as she ran the battle through her mind again. "Heracles is here?" That alone was cause for concern, but there were two other factors bothering her. Namely the Rider, something about her was familiar, and then there was that Caster... "How? How is she Caster?" The thoughts running through her mind at that moment were... Unpleasant. (---) "Master," Rider appeared before her master, kneeling down. She knew she didn't have to kneel before him, but she did just drop in from about fifty feet in the air. "Is something wrong?" She looked up and was concerned by how pale her master seemed. "Rider," he shook his head and took a deep breath. "You did good out there, but..." She tilted her head to the side in confusion. "I need to make a call... That one Servant, the one in the air..." "Caster?" Rider asked in confusion as her master nodded. "What about Caster?" "I recognize her." Her master's words had Rider's eyes widening behind her mask. "And, I need to call someone about this." Rider sighed softly and walked up to her master as he picked up the phone. "Please, master," she put her hands on his shoulders. "You know that you shouldn't involve anyone who's not part of this..." He sighed and nodded. "I know, but that changed when I saw Caster. This does involve others." He grimaced slightly, "damn, answering machine." He took a deep breath as he waited for the beep. "Hey, it's me. I know you have caller I.D., so call me back as soon as you get this message... Hayate. I'm in Fuyuki City and you need to know what I saw. Call back soon." "Master..." Rider watched as he turned to face her, giving her a grim smile. "Didn't I tell you, Rider? Call me by my name." "I'm sorry..." She took a deep breath. "My past experiences with men have not been... Pleasant... Yuuno." Yuuno smiled at that. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "Though, I still don't know who you are. You said your name was Medusa?" She nodded and he sighed. "Sorry, I never went to school on this planet, that name doesn't mean as much to me as it probably should." "Do not worry about it." She looked around the small apartment. "How did you get this place anyway?" "Let's just say that I've got plenty of money. But, are those the only clothes you have?" "I am a Servant, I have no need for other clothes." Yuuno shook his head. "No, that's not right. Look, I'll take you out tomorrow, we'll get you some nice casual clothes, okay?" She smiled lightly. "I would like that, but..." She touched her blindfold. "While I can see out of this, I cannot take it off without turning everyone around me into stone." "We'll just say that you're extra sensitive to light or something." Rider nodded as she disappeared to her Astral form. "Boy, Nanoha's going to be mad if she misses this." Yuuno chuckled softly, though, he still wondered just why he was chosen to be Rider's master. All he had been doing was passing through when a weird mark formed on his hand and then she appeared in front of him, asking him if he was her master. "This is going to be one hell of a story when it's all said and done, isn't it?" Yuuno asked no one in particular as he went to go to sleep for the night. (---) "You FOOL!" Archerko looked at her master as he seethed at her. "You were facing Rider. Rider! She's not even one of the three knight classes and you, ARRGH!" Archerko yawned and leaned back. "Aww... Is my master a little upset that I didn't kick the purple amazon across town?" Stretching, she ignored the way her master screamed at her. "Really now, even with my eyes, I could barely keep up with her, plus she kicked me in the boob, do you have any idea how much that hurts?" Her master scoffed at her. "You hardly have anything! You're supposed to..." "Enough!" An ancient voice spoke up and her master quieted down as an older man seemed to appear in the room. Though, considering how gray his skin was, the lack of hair and the way his skin seemed stuck to his bones, it was a little generous to call him male. Most would call him a walking corpse. "Shinji, you've done your research into the Grail Wars, haven't you?" The man gave Shinji a scowl. "The Rider of the previous war was powerful enough that he could have won the whole thing had things been a little different. Saber and Berserker are the only two Classes that are considered the strongest, the rest of the Servants can fall to anyone at any time. That Rider seems a lot stronger than she appears. Now get out of here." "Y...Yes, grandfather..." Shinji stuttered and started to walk out, only to stop when Archerko grabbed his arm. "What?" "I'll give you this piece of advice, master, while I won't stop you, I really suggest that you stop with the beatings you give your sister." She snorted at his angry look. "Perhaps someday someone will do to you what you do to your sister." Archerko let go of his arm and turned her focus on his grandfather. Shinji twitched and stumbled out of the room as fast as he could. "You wanted to talk to me, Zouken?" Archerko asked as she looked at him with narrowed eyes. Oh, she hated this man with a passion, but being near him, it just made her want to kill him even more. The man's sunken eyes took in Archerko's appearance before snorting. "Just wondering why you seem to try an antagonize my grandson." "He's not my real master, and you know that." A pearl spear formed in Archerko's hands. "Before you say anything, I'm not going to stab you with it. I'm going to be heading out later, but I need a charge of Prana first." "Well, that makes me feel better," Zouken snorted and turned from her. "We'll talk more later." "Oh, I'm sure we will..." Archerko grumbled to herself softly. "Before I go, something's been bothering me," Zouken looked back at her, "several of my familiars have been horribly drained of Prana lately. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" "Know what? I have no clue what you mean." Archerko grinned at him. "They're still alive, aren't they?" "Yes, but the constant drain on my Prana is troubling." Zouken snorted, he had a feeling it was this Servant who was doing stuff to him, but he'd deal with her later. After Zouken left, Archerko growled and squeezed the spear tightly as she stood up. "Enjoy what time you have left, old man." She growled as she spun the spear in her hands and threw it into a corner, stabbing several familiars that were in the corner. "Heh, Mage's bane, quite... Appropriate of a name for a spear that doesn't injure the victim, but transfers Prana to the user." Snapping her fingers after absorbing most of Zouken's familiar's Prana, she opened up a window and jumped out of it. She had an appointment to keep after all. (---) Standing on top of the Tohsaka household, Archer narrowed his eyes as he stood guard over Rin. Oh, he knew she was asleep, she had fallen asleep as soon as she got to bed after all. As for the male Archer... "What changed?" He whispered to himself. Two Ilyas? And one of them had Caster? That wasn't normal, neither was Lancer being allowed to actually fight. At least Berserker showed up on time, which was about the only thing he could really think of that was good in this situation. Well, having two Ilyas running around wasn't a real big concern for him. He didn't understand everything that went on with Ilya's family after all. For all he knew, she just had twins this time around. "Can't expect this to be exactly the same as my time." His eyes widened as he heard a soft tap on the rooftop from behind him. Spinning around, he stared at the female that had been fighting against Rider. "You're the other Archer..?" She nodded and grinned at him. Archer wasn't sure why, but he felt that he should have known her from somewhere. He then snorted mentally, he should have known who everyone in this war was, but he didn't recognize the Caster that Ilya had either. Smiling at him, Archerko tilted her head and her white, almost blonde hair moved to cover her shoulder. "Yeah." Her eyes widened when he pulled out a very familiar pair of broadswords. "Hey, calm down, if I wanted to fight, I would have attacked." He snorted at her. "Why would I want to fight you?" "We're servants, why wouldn't you want to fight me?" "Because..." Archerko took a deep breath while smiling at him. "Why would I want to hurt my Oniichan?" Archer's eyes widened and his swords slipped from his hands. "It can't be..." There was only one person who ever called him THAT. "I..Ilya?" She smiled softly and walked up to him, giving him a hug. "Hello, Shirou..." Archer's eyes practically bugged out of his skull as she put her lips against his and pushed him down onto the roof. "Wanted to do that for the longest time." She giggled at his look. "And we've got all night to get caught up, don't we?" "But..." He blinked when she put a finger on his lips. "Rin won't wake until it's time for school. The two of us, we're going to have some fun... Then I'll tell you, okay?" When she took her top off, Archer mentally sighed and decided he could go along with it. After all, there were worse ways to spend a night on a rooftop. (---) "Is something wrong, master?" Saber asked as she and Shirou made their way to his home. For some reason, he suddenly stopped and shivered. It wasn't cold outside, so Saber was wondering if maybe something was wrong. "Sorry, just felt like something happened that might get me in trouble normally." Shirou chuckled softly before yawning. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little tired." Saber nodded to him. "That is fine, after all, summoning a Servant takes a lot out of a master." "Yeah, about that..." Shirou trailed off as he looked at her. "You can call me by my name. I'd prefer it if you called me Shirou instead of master." "Yes, I like that, Shirou." She smiled at him as they turned a corner. "Shirou, I've been curious, your family name, what is it?" She had remembered that in the previous war almost everyone had a family name of some kind. From what she had learned, it was almost odd to not have a family name of some kind. "Oh, guess you didn't know." Shirou rubbed the back of his head. "It's Emiya. Shirou Emiya." He didn't notice Saber's eyes widen at that. "Shirou... You wouldn't happen to know a man by the name of Kiritsugu Emiya, would you?" "He was my dad, why?" Shirou looked at her confused as she stopped and closed her eyes. For some reason, and he wasn't sure why, but it seemed like Saber was... Upset, for the lack of a better word. "Nothing, I was just curious." Shirou blinked and nodded slowly. He didn't know why Saber had brought it up, but if she wasn't going to say anything more about it, then what could he do about it? He'd ask her again some other time. "Anyway, let's get back to my place, I'm really tired." Saber nodded and walked with him in silence. Still, so far Shirou hadn't acted anything like her previous master, so that was something at least. "Hey, Saber..." He looked at her as they entered his home. "Do you have any other clothes or..?" He trailed off as she dismissed her armor, revealing a rather fancy blue dress. "...That's probably not much better to sleep in, is it?" Saber blinked at him. "As a Servant, I do not need to sleep, but, I do admit, if I was to sleep, this would not be comfortable." "I thought so," Shirou nodded as he led Saber through the kitchen and towards one of the guest rooms, "so, for now, I'll just get you some sleepware." Saber blinked as Shirou led her into one of the spare rooms. It was fairly sparse, other than the window, the closet and the dresser, there wasn't anything in it. "No, this isn't your room, I just use this to store Fuji-nee and Sakura's extra clothes. Sometimes they stay overnight here, and it's just easier to keep some of their spare clothes here." He shook his head and yawned while walking over to the dresser. "Hmm, here we go." Saber blinked as Shirou held up a large t-shirt. "That seems a bit large." Shirou nodded to her. "Yeah, it's one Fuji-nee wears on her days off and she's lounging around here. I'll get you some better clothes tomorrow, okay?" Saber nodded as he handed her the shirt. "Very well, Shirou. Where are the bedrooms?" Shirou stepped outside and pointed down the hallway. "Just this way. My room is the last one on the right side. You can use any room you want, we'll talk more in the morning, I promise." Saber nodded and watched Shirou walk down the hallway. She looked at the shirt and nodded as she took her dress off and let it fall to the floor, revealing that she had no clothes on underneath her dress. Grabbing the shirt, she slipped it on and moved her dress to the corner of the room. After all, her master was being nice and giving her an option. As if there was any place she would sleep. She was, after all, supposed to be by her master's side at all times. After checking to make sure that she had the right room, she looked at her master, who was already in bed and asleep. "Shirou? Are you awake?" She nodded when all he did was roll over and spread his arms to the side. "Well then..." Slipping into bed and under the sheets with him, Saber closed her eyes and waited for sleep to claim her. He did tell her she could sleep anywhere she wanted to after all. (---) Elsewhere... "Master..." "What is it, Caster?" Ilya grumbled as the two of them walked down the street. "I didn't think grandfather would... GAH! My own sister?! Okay, so maybe grandfather wants to ensure that we win the war this time, but still..." "You could use this opportunity to..." "No." Ilya shook her head and gave Caster a flat stare. "Why should I?" She sighed and turned away, trying to hide the look on her face. "Because," Caster picked up Ilya and walked towards the building that they had taken over for the duration of the war, "I think that, despite everything else, you want your brother and sister as your family. At least more of a family than you had after your grandfather..." "I don't wish to talk anymore, just let me get some sleep." Caster sighed as Ilya put her head on Caster's chest. "Very well, master. You get some sleep, I'll worry about anyone who tries to bother us." "Thanks." Ilya closed her eyes as Caster carried her to the room they shared. While she could afford to live more lavishly, Ilya had decided to try and live differently for this war. After all, who would look for her in a small apartment in the middle of the city if they knew about her family's wealth? (---) Kirei raised an eyebrow as he saw Lancer limp his way back into the Church. "...Why didn't you just go astral?" The amount of swearing that Lancer suddenly did would have made a real priest faint. (---) Hours later... Archerko sighed as she rested her head on Archer's chest. "Mmm... That was so good, Oniichan..." The way he would grab her sensitive spots, squeeze her curves and do other things just right... "Ilya..." She looked up and into his eyes. "How..?" He groaned as she kissed him again and reached down to squeeze him between the legs. "Nnngh..." "Love you, Oniichan." She whispered after breaking the kiss and sighing. "Wish we didn't have to fight, but we do... As for how... How what? How did I know it was you? Or how did I become a Heroic Spirit?" "Either would work." Archer said as he rubbed her back. "I think after I made you cum six times, I deserve an answer." She giggled and kissed his neck. Oh, she was probably going to be sore as hell after a bit, but she could stand that. It was a delicious soreness. "Before I died, my Shirou had already gotten darker skin and white hair..." She reached up and ran her fingers through it. "So," she gave him a soft smile again, "it wasn't hard to realize who you were." "Your hair and skin are darker than what I..." Archer trailed off as he squeezed her rear, getting a moan of pleasure from her. "You learned how to Trace, didn't you?" She nodded and he sighed. "Why?" "It was the only way to keep you out of trouble." She sighed and pushed herself off of him. "But, I have to go now... I don't doubt my master's going to be up soon." He blinked at her. "Plus, well..." She looked to the East and Archer looked as well, staring in shock as he saw the sun start to rise. "Having sex until the sun rises... There isn't a woman alive or dead who wouldn't give to have a lover that can keep going like you, Oniichan." Archer sighed and blinked as something hit him in the chest. "...Ilya?!" She giggled as she bent over, giving him a perfect view of her ass and private parts, as she picked up her clothes. "Don't worry, you can keep my panties, Oniichan, to remember this night." As he watched her go, Archer just groaned and grabbed his clothes, at least it wouldn't be hard to put them on, seeing as he could just materialize them around his body. "I don't think remembering this night is going to be a problem." Still, he wondered just what she had gone through and why she had to keep her version of Shirou out of trouble. "Then again, he is nothing more than an idiot." Archer grumbled and disappeared, phasing through the roof into the kitchen. Seeing Rin stumble around, he made sure to hide Archerko's panties in his pocket and materialized in front of Rin. "Something the matter? You look horrible." "I had a weird dream that I was doing something naughty with my brother..." Rin grumbled, missing the sudden look of shock on Archer's face. "I don't even have a brother." "I see..." Archer quickly got his emotions under control. "Aren't you going to be late for school?" "ACK!" Rin suddenly spun and ran out of the room to get dressed for school. Archer sighed and was glad that Rin slept like a rock. If she was a light sleeper, she might have investigated the noise. And that... Could have been either awkward, painful or kinky. After all, it had been awhile since he was in a kinky three-some. (---) Shirou slowly and reluctantly woke up. He didn't know why his bed was so warm, but he wasn't complaining, it felt nice, though, his right arm was kind of numb for some reason. As more and more of his brain started to wake up, he realized that his right arm was wrapped around something, which was pressing against his chest, and squirming, and his left arm was grabbing onto something round, warm, kind of firm and felt like a light shirt... Taking a deep breath, he moved his right arm, ignoring the tingling that ran through it and hoped that he was wrong. As the covers came up, his eyes bugged out as he saw Saber sleeping in bed next to him, her head on his chest and... "GAH!" He saw his left hand... Which was currently giving Saber's butt a squeeze. Sure, it felt nice, but... "GAH!" "Shirou!?" Saber's eyes snapped open and she pushed herself up to look at him. "Are you okay?" "You... Bed... Me... GAH!" Saber blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "You said I could sleep in any bed I chose. I choose this one." For some reason, his face went completely red. "What is wrong, Shirou? I am a Servant, I should be in the same bed as my master. If an attack came when you were asleep, I would not be able to defend you properly." Shirou was having a hard time synchronizing his mouth and his brain, considering that he was completely panicking while letting go of Saber and stumbling out of the bed. "Bu...But... Girl, bed, naked, not..." "I am not a girl, I am a Servant," Saber rolled her eyes and stood on his bed fully. "If I was a girl, master, I would not do this." Shirou's eyes bugged out as Saber suddenly pulled the shirt up and off of her body, letting it flop to the bed, as she stood there naked in front of him. "N...N...N..." "Master, if I was a girl, I would be embarrassed to stand here. But I am a Servant, nothing more than a weapon. If you needed me to fight like this, I would, without hesitation." She sighed as he turned even redder. "What is wrong with you?" "Imnotusedtoseeingprettygirlsnakedinmyroom!" Shirou said all at once as he tried to look away, well, tried, because it was REALLY hard to ignore the fact that Saber was so pretty. Saber sighed heavily. "Shirou, I have no clue what..." "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Shirou finally managed to get his thoughts together. "If someone saw you like this, they'd get the wrong impression of us both and..." "SEMPAI!" A familiar voice rang through the house. "Are you awake?" A sense of dread came over Shirou as he stood up. "Sakura! Yeah! I over-slept a little bit! Can you start with breakfast?!" He yelled through the open door and grimaced as he realized Saber didn't close it. "Don't come this way, I'm not decent!" "Okay!" She yelled back at him. "Please, Saber," Shirou tried to ignore the naked pretty girl in his room again, "get some clothes on, and I'll talk to you later, okay?" "Very well, Shirou." Saber nodded and grabbed her shirt before putting it back on. "Ah, wait!" Shirou stepped in front of Saber as she reached the door. "I'll keep Sakura distracted, you get dressed before she finds out." "Of course." Saber nodded at him. "I'm not an exhibitionist." As Shirou walked out of the room, he twitched. "Could have fooled me." He mumbled to himself. Man, it was going to be hell later, he could just feel it. Spoiler for Notes:
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Spoiler for The MST3K review second wave.... whatever...:
Me: You know... Odin: Lemme guess... You're glad Nanoha, Hayate nor Vita is around Fuyuki or someone will be a bloody paste on the ground. Me: YUP! And I think the extra mess Lancer ends up with the harem cat fight made him forgot to go astral form there.... Moka: He needs To learn his place. Odin: You should have kicked him right on the groin and send him flying towards to my direction so I can give him a free trip to the nearest outdoor hotspring resort. Female side hopefully. Me:  Moka: Next time dear. Mariemeia: *managed to escape the "Execution"* HEY! Look, Mom! Triplets! *points at Illya, Illyasviel and EINZBERN(Archerko).* Illya: WAH!!!!! Illyasviel: Drat! Mariemeia: What's wrong now?  Illya: I'm gonna grow up as flat as a board. Aschen: If that's the case, *brought out a marker.* I shall write something insulting in that billboard that both of you call a chest. Illyasviel: You WOULDN'T Dare!? EINZBERN: At least I manage to get my fantasy with Onii-chan! Although I wish I got both of them. *both Shirou and EMIYA felt shivers from the backs wherever they are atm...* Me: Hehehe... Enjoyed you night, Shirou?  Odin: Lucky for EMIYA and EINZBERN, Rin sleep like a fossil...
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Fate Stay Another Night 1
Fate Stay Another Night 2 Spoiler for Fate Stay Another Night 3:
Rider watched as her master led her outside of their apartment. Rider honestly didn't know what to think of it. To her, it was a bit small, even if it had two bedrooms, and a small bathroom. She mentally snorted, the bathroom was so small that you had to either jump in the shower stall or stand on the toilet just to be able to open the door properly. "I can go astral if you wish me to, master." She bowed to him. "I have no real need to be physical right now anyway." She sighed as he shook his head. "Very well, where are we going?"
"Well, I have a bike and I was just planning on biking around the city and taking in the atmosphere before this happened." He rubbed the back of his head and chuckled softly. As they walked to the alley next to the building they were staying at, Rider stopped and stared, well, Yuuno wasn't sure, since he couldn't see her eyes, at the bike he had. "It's just an old one, but the previous owner said that it was still good and he used it when traveling across Japan." "Master, please, let me drive it." Rider bowed to him. "My riding technique is A+, do not worry about crashing and just let me take us to the clothing store." Before he could protest, she was already sitting on the bike's seat. Yuuno shrugged and got onto the seat behind her. "Well then, Rider, shall we?" "Hang on tightly, Master." Rider pushed the bike forward. "I would not wish you to fall off." "Um, okay." Yuuno blushed a bit and put his arms around her mid-section. "Go as fast as you want to." If Yuuno could see her eyes at that moment, he would have started to panic. His eyes widened and he let out a yelp as she suddenly took off at a speed that would make a motorcycle green with envy. "Riiiideeeerrr!!!" "Do not worry, Yuuno!" Rider grinned as she bobbed and weaved with the bike while passing and weaving through traffic. "We shall get to the clothing store more quickly this way. Hold on!" "AHHH!" Yuuno yelled and squeezed Rider more tightly as she jumped the curb and ended up on the fence, going highway speeds on chainlink fences would have been cause for praise... If anyone had seen them for more than a few seconds at a time. Well, anyone but two girls who just blinked as the two passed them at those speeds. "Hey, Emi..." "Yeah?" "Think that's..." "No, now shut up, we need to get the boss lady some stuff here before heading back home." "Okay. Can I fly the chopper this time?" "NO!" (---) Caster sighed as she watched Ilya sleep. She needed to talk to Shirou, even if he couldn't help completely, there was just some things that only he could do. She stood up and was prepared to hunt him down when she blinked and sighed. "...Where the heck does he live anyway?" She frowned and was about to start a scan of the city for Shirou when she stiffened. "...Did someone try and scry me?" Narrowing her eyes, she concentrated and blinked. "Seems that someone's been busy." (---) "Dammit!" She cursed as her attempt at scrying failed. "I should have known better than to try and scry a Caster." "Yeah, you probably should have." She glared at the voice who spoke. "I mean, seriously, even if she's unusual, you, of all people should know better." "Shut up, Assassin!" She stood to her full height, which, wasn't that impressive. "Why aren't you doing your job?" He rolled his eyes at her. "Well, the Grail War just started yesterday, and thanks to that little trick you figured out, I can move anywhere on this temple hill without any problems. And besides, didn't your little scrying reveal that most of the masters are children?" She scoffed and walked out of the room. "In your age, they'd be adults already." "Yep." He nodded and walked next to her. "So..." She looked at him and wondered just why his hair and eyes were so blue that they almost matched the purple hakama and kimono he was wearing. "Last one to the computer doesn't get to use the internet!" Her eyes widened as he took off. "Dammit! No fair! I wanna check out my social networking!" She growled as he rounded a corner, dropped his long Katana across his lap and laughed at her while clicking the appropriate files. "Damn you!" She pouted and turned away. "Fine! I'll just go and work in my private study for today." "Do try to keep your toys off the floor this time," Assassin smirked when she yelled that they were figmas, not toys. "Sure, sure. Now then... Oooh! Finally! The third season of Rurouni Kenshin is downloaded! Now I can find out what happens next!" He was, after all, a Samurai himself, he couldn't help but enjoy a fictional one's story. Not too far from where Assassin was watching Rurouni Kenshin, the woman pouted as she walked away from the computer. "We need another one." "Even if we got one, there's no wifi up here," a male spoke up and she let out a small shriek and spun around to look at him. He was taller than she was, fairly well built, he was wearing black pants and a white tank top. His long, dark hair was done up in a loose ponytail that brushed past his shoulders and his bangs were long enough that they almost hid the blue color of his eyes. "And I can't get permission to put another internet line in up here." "Master..." She sighed and nodded. "I know, but... I thought..." She sniffled softly. "I thought I was the only Caster of this war..." He blinked at her. "But... It turns out, there's a second Caster that's out there! She's bigger than me, silver hair, red eyes and... And..." Caster twitched, her elven ears flattening down as she narrowed her eyes, "she's got A plus stats..." "You mean..." Her master trailed off, sweat-dropping as Caster let out a scream and started marching back and forth in the hallway. "Don't let it get to you." "GAH! She's a natural twenty and her breast stats are an A plus?! Not fair! I only have a C plus rank breast statistic! Even that Rider has an A rank in her breasts!" She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, her blue hair swayed from side to side as she shook her head. "Not fair! Not fair! At least I'm not as bad as Saber or the female Archer." "Caster..." Her master sighed and grabbed her shoulders, causing her to stiffen before sighing as he pulled her against him. "Calm down. I don't care too much about breast sizes, and you know that." She nodded, enjoying the contact. "I'm going to get dressed and go to town, okay?" Her eyes widened and she spun to look at him. "But... Master... Even if you're good, there's the other Servants, what if one of them..?" "They don't know who I am, they don't know about us here and since you haven't done anything to trip them off..." He smirked at her and the blue haired Caster swooned softly. "We shouldn't have to worry. Though... What color is the other Caster's hair?" "Silver, why?" He smirked at her confused look. "Well, we'll call her Silver Caster and you Blue Caster, for now, okay?" She sighed, but nodded. "...What if there's two copies of every class in this war?" She trembled at the thought of two Sabers and two Berserkers. That would be... Insane. "It's possible. If that happens, you pin them down and have Assassin finish them off." He shrugged and walked with her towards the room they shared. "What about you?" She knew he was a good fighter, even if she had never fought like a warrior in her day, the way he moved reminded her heavily of the man that the gods had used to cause her to betray everything. "With my reinforcement abilities, you'd be able to fight any servant easily." "Nah." He shook his head. "If I fought, this war would be over in two days." Caster giggled as she heard that. Sure, it might have been borderline arrogant, but she had a feeling he could back it up, at least somewhat. "Even if you're good, master, you're no match for a Saber or a Lancer in combat." He shrugged and she shook her head, almost wishing that she could get more out of him. There was such sadness in his eyes when he spoke of fighting. "Well, have a good day, master." "There's plenty of time today, Caster." He turned and gave her a small smile while holding the door open. "I don't need to be in town until later this afternoon anyway." He smirked at her blush as the two of them entered the bedroom. Neither of them would be leaving for at least six more hours. (---) "Here we are, Yuuno." Rider stopped the bike and looked at her Master, who was trembling slightly. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Usually when I go that fast, I'm in the air... Flying... And not driving bikes up the sides of buildings to avoid traffic." "It was the fastest way." Rider nodded as they entered the store. "So, um... What about getting me clothes?" Yuuno shook his head and nodded. "S...Sure, just trying to catch my breath is all." He was glad that he wasn't even eighteen yet. If he had been any older, he probably would have had a heart attack at some point during that ride. Rider nodded as they walked deeper into the store. "Master, um, people are staring at me." Yuuno chuckled softly and smiled as a clerk came up to them. "Excuse me, miss, can you help my friend find some clothes?" "Sure..." She trailed off and looked at the tall Servant. "Do you have any other clothes or..?" "Ah, I'm sorry, but my house was robbed and my clothes were mostly destroyed last night." Rider bowed to the woman. "I just got out of surgury and I need this eye mask to keep my eyes from hurting too much." "I see. Well then, allow me to lead you this way and we'll get you fitted for some new clothes then." Rider allowed a small smile as she followed the woman in. "I would like that." (---) Shirou was sighing as he tried to talk Saber out of joining him at school. "Look, I'll be fine. Despite everything else, school's too public for an open confrontation." It hadn't been easy to explain to Sakura or Fuji-nee about Saber, but at least she had explained it to them. *Flash* Saber blinked at Fujimura Taiga as she accused Shirou of doing inappropriate things to her. "Ah, that would be my fault." She bowed to Taiga and Sakura, both of whom looked at her in confusion. "I'm from Wales and just arrived last night, however, I forgot about the time difference." "So, why did you come to Japan anyway?" Taiga narrowed her eyes and nearly crawled forward like the tiger people accused her of being. "Ah, I am an acquaintance of Kiritsugu Emiya's, I was looking for him when I found out that he was not here. His son, Shirou, was kind enough to let me stay here while I sort my business in Japan out." Taiga sighed and shook her head. "Shirou! What would you have done if she was here to kill Kiritsugu and decided to kill you since he's already dead?" She blinked at the looks that Shirou, Sakura and Saber gave her. "What? My dad's had people come to kill him a few times in the past. And Kiritsugu was a good friend to my dad." She sighed and waved her hands. "Whatever, I need to go take care of some stuff." Sakura, Shirou and Saber all blinked as she left. "Sempai... Do you think something's wrong with sensei?" *End Flash* Shirou shuddered mentally, he couldn't imagine what Fuji-nee would do if she wasn't alright. Well, alright for her. He long suspected that Taiga wasn't right in the head. "Anyway, Saber, I promise, there won't be anything that will happen at school today." "And what if Ilya attacks with Caster?" Saber narrowed her eyes at him. "Or Rin with her Archer when you are alone? At the very least, Shirou, I should not be far. If you are taken out in a surprise attack, then I would disappear from this world quickly." Shirou winced, he hadn't thought of that. "Well... Saber, I don't think it would be a good idea. I mean, you'd have nothing to do but stand around, I'd have to think up a bunch of different reasons and eventually someone would find out the lie and..." Saber held up a hand and nodded. "Very well, perhaps you are right. Just going with you would cause problems. Fine. But, please, promise me that no matter what, if you're in danger, you'll summon me with a Command Seal. Even if I was in Wales at this moment, a Command Seal would summon me to your side in an instant." Shirou blinked and nodded slowly. "Ah, sure. No problem." He smiled at her. "I promise, if something bad happens, I'll call you up." That seemed to mollify Saber and she nodded. "Thank you, Shirou." (---) "I could take him out from here." Archer narrowed his eyes as he saw Shirou walking near his friend, Issei, if he recalled the boy's name correctly, as they walked towards the school. "I wouldn't even need to use anything special, just some reinforced wooden sticks where the skull meets his spine, he'd be dead before he hit the pavement and Saber would be one less threat." "Tempting as that is, Archer, I think I'll pass this morning." Rin replied, somewhat grumpy. "You seem eager to kill something this morning." "Do I?" Archer smirked at her as he walked next to her in his incorporeal form. "I'm just offering my services as your Servant." "Yeah, well, right now, you have to remember we know about the other Servants, but not all of the masters." Rin cupped her chin in thought. "Let's leave Saber and Shirou alone for right now, Archer. We know who they are and where they live, we can take them out at any time." Archer mentally sighed and shook his head. 'Rin, you're too nice.' Still, it wasn't like it was a bad plan. Besides, if he waited until at least Berserker was dead, then he could take care of Saber when she was exhausted. (---) "Hey, Issei..." Shirou smiled as his friend turned to look at him. "Hey, how's it been going? I noticed that you've been kind of distracted lately. Did something bad happen?" "Heh, no," Issei shook his head and adjusted his glasses, "nothing bad, Emiya, just been tired lately. I told you about the new guy that came up to the temple a few months ago?" "You mean that guy that looked like he fought against the Devil, managed to walk away but could barely move for a week?" Issei nodded at Shirou's question, "what about him?" "Well, he seems to have found a girlfriend a couple of months ago and she's living with him. And then there's this weird samurai guy that moved in as well." Shirou tilted his head. "Sounds like the temple's gotten crowded." "You'd think so, but at least they're all well mannered." Well, so long as one ignored the sheer amount of lovemaking that the new guy and his girlfriend did, or the fights that the Samurai and that girl got into over the use of the computer. "It's strange though, that girl, she's rather unusual. The blue hair isn't unusual at all, but she acts like a newlywed wife instead of a girlfriend." Shirou chuckled softly. "You almost sound jealous." He laughed as Issei blushed. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, but at least they sound like nice people." "Yeah, but," Issei got closer to Shirou and started to whisper to him, "something about that man, the one who brought his girlfriend to live with him, there's something about him that sets me on edge. He moves with such grace that it's like watching a panther move, and when I'm near him..." Shirou blinked as Issei shuddered almost violently. "Is he dangerous?" The monk in training nodded hastily. "Yeah, it's almost like nature itself coils around him. I don't know how to explain it though." "That's fine." Shirou nodded. He trusted Issei's insight on the matter. "How long do you think he'll be there?" "He said something about the foreseeable future, but when his business was done he'd move on." Issei shrugged as they came near the school. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, but I'm just worried that something bad is going to happen." Shirou wasn't sure what Issei meant and idly wondered if maybe one of the masters was set up at the temple. It would make sense, but then again, there wasn't any sort of samurai that had appeared during that battle. "Don't worry, I'm sure that it won't be too bad." Issei smiled at Shirou, "at least someone does." (---) Yuuno looked up as Rider came out of the dressing room, her hair was still loose and hung down to her knees, and she still had her mask on over her eyes, but she was wearing tight jeans and a dark sweater that hugged her in all of the right places. "Wow... You look gorgeous." Rider stilled and looked away and down, a soft blush on her face. "Now, now, dear." The sales lady smiled as she put her hands on Rider's shoulders, which was a little hard to do with how tall the woman was. "I told you that he'd like it. And we've got several other pairs of clothing that you liked." Rider nodded softly. "Yes." She was a little surprised, she would have thought that her master would have preferred her in her skimpy outfit to her current modest one. Still, if he liked it, she wasn't going to complain. He had been a really nice guy over-all and he was more interested in understanding stuff than fighting, but he hadn't been trying to hold her back when she fought at least. Not that Rider liked fighting, since that led her to a miserable existence in her last life. Yuuno smiled at her. "Well, if they're like what you have now, they'll all look good." He blinked when Rider's face went completely red and she looked away. "...Uh..." "Nothing." Rider said as she turned to get the outfits that had been picked out and hoped the he could afford to buy them all. (---) As they walked out with all the clothes that Rider had chosen, the Servant decided that, yes, Yuuno was far and above any man she had ever met. He didn't want to use her for her beauty or power and he didn't try to take advantage of the fact that he could make her do anything and she couldn't resist, no matter what. She couldn't even begin to imagine what would have happened if she had a master that was a wimpy pushover, or even worse, a male that acted like the men in her day. (---) For some unknown reason, both Sakura and Shinji Matou sneezed at the same time, though, in Shinji's case, he did it while stepping on a water puddle, which, combined with how hard he sneezed, sent him falling face first into the puddle. Archerko snorted as she watched him fall down. It was amusing, it would have been funnier if his sister had fallen at the same time, but she'd take what she could get. "BAH!" Shinji growled as he stood up. "Archerko," he hissed softly, "you remember the plan, right? There's at least two other masters at school. I want you to deal with them." "Hmm, you sure?" "Yes." He snarled as he took another step and yelped as some sort of metal pole got between his legs and sent him tumbling to the ground again. "GAH! Archerko!" "Sorry, master, I must have been careless when I called up that spear." She grinned in her Astral form. Sure, he could hear her, but that didn't mean he could see her. "Anyway, master... We need to talk later." Shinji twitched as he stood up. "Fine, just do it after you deal with those two masters." "One of them is Shirou Emiya." She said, causing Shinji to pause. "Considering how sweet your sister is for him..." Shinji blinked as he heard her trail off. If he didn't know any better, he would have sworn that he heard some disgust or anger in her voice. "Hmm, you do have a point. Very well, try to deal with the other one, but leave Emiya alone, I think I want to rekindle our friendship." He chuckled as he started walking towards the school. "And what if he tries to stop me?" Shinji shrugged and Archerko smirked. "Very well then, Master, you could just always say that it was my Independent Action that made me ignore your orders if that happens." "Sounds good." Shinji nodded, wondering why his grandfather had warned him about the Archer class, so far Archerko didn't seem to be too bad. Archerko mentally thought about the upcoming plan and idly wondered about how this plan was going to go down. Oh well, she had some nice little surprises in sore. Besides, Shinji had said to 'take care of them', not kill them. She wondered how long it would take for him to realize his mistake. Spoiler for Author comments:
Can you catch the crossover cameo I slipped in? Hint, it's the two girls that were there when Rider took off.
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Spoiler for Is it me or I'm the only guy reviewing this fic?:
Me: (Insert Spoiler's title here.) Odin: Oh shut up, NEET. Me: What!? Hayate: Rider! Can you try this one? *Got a Motoko Aoyama kendo outfit.* Carim: Here. Try these, Ms. Medusa. *Got a Kallen Kozuki formal gown attire.* Amelia: NO! try this one for size, Rider! * brought out Jura Basil Elden's Casual outfit.* Me:  Jura's Casual outfit!? One of the ultra revealing outfits ever appeared in Vandread!? *nose began to bleed.*Medea: Rider, How about this cute outfit I've made just for you during my Honeymoon? *Brought out Nanako Dojima's up-sized summer wear.* Yuuno: Rider?*Rider is currently gone with Val in his adventure of Rune Midgard, current location: lower section of Glast Hiem.* Me: This is the birth of OTAKU!!!!! ASSASSIN!!!!!!!! Koujiro: Why. Thank you, kid. Me: XD Odin: Did anyone got the number of that granny bike? I think Ruby want to get run over by it.... again. *in a straight face.* Ruby: *Currently in her post... whatever....* Me: You know, Shirou.... Many men would kill for your position there.... Elane: Poor worm yes-man.... there's so many ways "Take care of them" can be interpreted... Sarah: His servant is not on the same book as him so, expect his words will be twisted in her version...
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Fate Stay Another Night 1
Fate Stay Another Night 2 Fate Stay Another Night 3 Spoiler for Fate Stay Another Night 4:
Shirou yawned as school finally let out for the day. He was a bit tired from the previous night and all he could hope for was a day or two to figure out what to do next. As it was, he really didn't want to stick around the school at that moment. It wasn't like being at school after dark was scary, but there was something that was seriously setting his nerves on edge.
Besides, if he stayed too long, Saber might get upset and it really wasn't fair to make her wait, was it? (---) As she watched him leave, Archerko smirked, how easy it would be to take him down and do so much to him. Oh the fun she could have with him, some rope and... Her thoughts trailed off as Shirou started to move away from the crowd. "Drat." Oh well, she'd deal with him another day. "For now though..." Oh, she couldn't pull off something like Blood Fort Andromeda, but that didn't mean she couldn't make things interesting in the days to come. "Fufufufufufufu..." (---) "Master," Caster popped her head out of her workshop, "are you out..." She trailed off as she saw a blue haired teenager with glasses, "oh, you." Sighing, Caster stood up and stepped outside before closing the door behind her. "What do you want?" "We're going to have dinner soon, I thought I'd be nice and tell you." "You don't like me, huh?" Caster chuckled softly at the monk in training. "That's fine, I don't like you much either, just put up with me for a little while longer and we won't need to see each other ever again." She gave him an annoyed smile and he twitched heavily. "Now see here!" He raised his voice at her. "Just because we're monks doesn't mean we won't throw out trouble makers like..." "Excuse me," the argument stopped as the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by twelve degrees. "Issei, are you bothering my girlfriend again?" Issei turned with dread and gulped as he saw Caster's master giving him a blank stare. "And you," he looked at Caster, "are you trying to get a rise out of him?" Caster giggled softly. "I'm sorry, master, but I couldn't help it." She stopped giggling and gulped when his eyes narrowed at her. "Please, I'm sorry, I was just teasing him because I was annoyed you weren't out here." He sighed and shook his head. "Story of my life," both Caster and Issei sighed as they felt the temperature of the room return to normal, "you said it was time to eat?" He looked at Issei, who nodded, "you better hurry up, or the Samurai will eat everything." "Gah!" Issei's eyes widened and he spun to run out of the room. "Um, I'm sorry," Caster looked down at her feet nervously, "can you forgive me?" She almost flinched when he put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not mad at you, I just don't want a fight to start in a place that was kind enough to take me in and treat me for all my injuries." She looked up at him and smiled. "Medea," he whispered her true name and she blushed heavily as she heard it from his lips, "I said I'd help you fight in this war, didn't I?" Still blushing, the blue haired woman wrapped her arms around her master and pressed her head against his chest. "Some day, you'll need to tell me how you got so injured." She blinked when he shivered. "Master?" She leaned back to look up at him. "What is it?" "Let's just say that woman is seriously scary and leave it at that." Caster blinked, wondering who that woman was and what she did to her master. (---) "Ma, ah, Yuuno," Rider nodded to Yuuno as the two walked down the street. They had put the clothes she had bought back in their apartment a few hours ago and were just walking around the city, trying to familiarize themselves with it. "A Servant is heading this way." Before Yuuno could say anything, Rider was in front of him. "It's that Caster..." She whispered softly as she looked down the street, her vision almost zooming through the crowd to see the Servant heading their way. "What should we..?" "Relax," Yuuno put a hand on Rider's shoulder. The Servant tried not to show it, but she did tense up under his touch, "I doubt she'll start something here. And if she does, well, we'll cross that bridge when it comes to it." Yuuno didn't relish the thought of facing Reinforce in combat, not without Nanoha, Fate, Hayate, Signum and Vita standing between him and Reinforce at least. Even if Rider was super strong and fast, he didn't think she could fly at all. "Rider, I have to know, just why were you called up as Rider?" "Ah," Rider was about to begin when Caster suddenly stopped less than twenty feet from the two of them. "I'll tell you later." "You are Rider and you..." She trailed off, her pupils shrinking as she looked at Yuuno. "...You look so... So familiar to me... Why?" "If I told you that it took two chains, several spikes, a giant hammer, pink beams, energy swords, an arrow, stone, ice and a massive teleportation spell to deal with..." "You were that boy that helped stop me," Caster gasped, staring at Yuuno as she trembled, "I... I never wanted to meet you like this." "I think we could stand to talk, don't you?" Yuuno smiled at her. Caster just nodded. (---) "A Karaoke booth?" Rider looked around the small room dubiously. "Why here? It won't keep anyone from scrying us magically..." "True, but it's sound proofed, and I've already set up fields to keep anyone from listening in." Yuuno looked at Caster and smiled. "It's been eight years." "Yes," Caster nodded and looked at Rider before sighing, "how has my family been doing?" "Well, actually, Zafira's still with Hayate, protecting her, Vita works with Nanoha now as a trainer, Signum is basically an independent investigator and Hayate is well on her way to becoming a colonel now." "Master," Rider spoke up as she looked at Caster, "are you sure we can..." "I mean you no harm today. I was merely..." Caster gave a soft smile, "shopping for Enerlope batteries for my master." She giggled at Rider's look, "even with your mask on, I can tell, you're confused. My master was playing a video game when the batteries started to run low. She has backups, but she needs some replacements by tomorrow." "...Why would a Magus play video games?" Rider asked no one in particular. Caster shrugged at her. "They're a way to burn time and not think about the world around you. What about you?" She looked at Yuuno again, "how have you been doing?" "Actually, I'm on a month-long vacation. I came back to Earth to visit everyone, and, ah..." He rubbed the back of his head nervously, "I messed up on the coordinates slightly and ended up near here instead." He nodded to Rider, "and I summoned her by accident after my arm started to bleed." "I see." Caster nodded and sighed. "I should be going, but, Yuuno..." She stood up and before Rider could react, she grabbed Yuuno and gave him a tight hug, "tell Hayate hello for me, okay?" Her eyes watered up as he nodded. "Thank you." Letting him go, she turned to look at Rider and nodded to her. "Please, take care of him. He's a kind person and someone I know you can trust." "We are enemies." Rider pointed out to Caster, who shrugged at her. "Do you not find it..." "No, I don't. My previous life was filled with nothing but enemies. Your master is not one of them, so, even if we're on different sides of this war, we're not enemies to each other." Rider watched as a black triangle formed under Caster and she disappeared. 'Not enemies?' She thought to herself, wondering about that. She never had a life of no enemies, after all. (---) "I'm back!" Shirou called out and blinked as Saber walked out from around a corner in a blue dress, white shirt and socks. "Hey, Saber, you okay?" "Ah," she nodded to him, "I just woke up from a nap." She tilted her head as she looked at him, "there was no problems then?" Shirou shook his head. "Nah. Didn't look like Tohsaka wanted to try anything and I couldn't feel any other Magus or Servant at the school." Granted, he didn't have much in terms of sensing anything, but no one tried anything, so, that counted for something, right? Saber nodded as he slipped his shoes off. "Shirou, we should plan on how to deal with the other Servants." She almost sighed as he tilted his head in confusion. "Please do not tell me that you were just going to coast through this war and let the enemies come to you." "No," Shirou shook his head, "I'm just trying to figure out who those last two Servants were." Saber's eyes widened slightly before easing up and she smiled at him. "I admit, I am... Surprised you'd say that. I thought you would tell me not to worry and then you would go out and fight Servants on your own and not summon me at all." Shirou sweat-dropped heavily. Did he really look that unreliable? "Ah, well... Anyway, Saber, we saw all the Servants, right? So, we just have to..." He trailed off as Saber shook her head. "What's wrong?" "I have this feeling that I'm missing something, Shirou," she cupped her chin in thought, "but neither of those last two Servants looked like an Assassin Servant. In fact, the one that had white hair looked closer to an Archer-class Servant than an Assassin. Then again, she may be Assassin and just happens to look similar to Rin's Archer." "Wait, are you saying Rin has two Archers?" Saber shook her head and Shirou let out a sigh of relief. "That's good, I know you'd be able to beat them, but if one of them kept you busy while another one attacked me..." He blushed at Saber's look of surprise. "Hey, I know how good I am, and I saw all the Servants fighting last night, if Lancer really wanted to, he could have killed me again easily." "Wait, what do you mean again?" Saber narrowed her eyes and Shirou winced at the look in them. "Shirou! Did you actually try to fight a Servant on your own?!" "Not on purpose!" Shirou waved his hands back and forth. "Hey, Saber, it was..." He trailed off as he heard a loud growling sound. Saber blushed as she realized it was her stomach that was letting out that noise. "How about I cook some dinner first, then you can yell at me for being attacked by Lancer at school and trying to defend myself at home when you weren't around." Saber had the decency to blush at hearing that. "Ah, yes, my mistake then. But, Shirou, please tell me that you would never do something so stupid." She blushed when her stomach growled again. "Ah, perhaps you should make dinner then?" Shirou nodded and tried not to laugh. Even if she was being stern, Saber sure was cute. Besides, he had to think of other things... Like what to make for dinner. (---) "Alright, Archer," Rin sighed as she sat down and took a sip of the tea he had prepared for her. At least he was good for that. "I couldn't keep up with most of the action last night, we need to go over the other Servants." Archer nodded at that, while he knew who most of the Servants were, having to talk out loud about them might help him collect his thoughts. "Fine. Mind if I start with the simple ones first?" Rin gestured for him to go ahead. "Lancer, while we don't know who his master is, we've figured out his identity from that fight." "He said Gae Bolg when fighting Berserker, so..." Rin narrowed her eyes in thought. "I can't quite..." "Cu Chulainn, the Hound of Ireland," Archer supplied for her. "Master of both the spear and of Runic magic." He sighed when Rin rolled her eyes at that. "Rin, while Runic magic has fallen out of favor, he's still a master at it." She blushed softly, "I know that. It's just..." "Compared to what you're familiar with, it doesn't seem like much." Archer nodded to her. "While that's true, he could do things with it that you wouldn't see very often from most magus out there. Despite knowing who he is, unless we've got dog meat..." He trailed off when Rin shook her head and sighed. "Well, for now, we'll just play a waiting game with him. He'll pop up sooner or later." "Alright, next?" "Berserker, or, as Ilyasviel called him, Herakles." Rin nodded and leaned back into her chair. "Then again, we should probably call him Hercules, since he's more known by that name." Archer waved his hand to dismiss any objection Rin may or may not have had. "Anyway, the problem is, that man had no real weaknesses, other than his temper, so figuring out how to deal with him..." "I get it," Rin sighed heavily. "We should probably team up with one of the other masters to deal with Berserker. What about Saber?" "Well, despite the fact that her weapon can't be seen..." Archer gave Rin a smirk, "I did figure a few things out about it and her." Rin blinked in surprise. "Well, for one thing," Archer materialized his twin broadswords, "she only uses one sword, not two like I do. In addition, her sword seems to be sharp on both sides," he sighed when Rin blinked in confusion, "which means, Rin, that she likely has a European broadsword. Oriental swords, whether Chinese or Japanese, tended to have only one cutting side compared to European versions. Also, since it's a Broadsword, I can safely say that she was probably from the Middle Ages." "Why do you say that?" Rin found this interesting, but she wondered just how he knew all this. "Well, ancient European swords were shorter, used in conjecture with a spear and shield." Archer smiled as a look of understanding came over her face. "Now then, the only problem is, even with all of that, we have no idea who she is, but, we can probably limit it to Northern and Central Europe." "Her hair and eyes, huh?" Rin nodded as she thought about it. "...I'm drawing a blank, Archer, why is that?" Archer sighed and shook his head. "You need to study more history." He smirked as Rin's eyes narrowed in anger. "Anyway, people with blonde hair and blue or green eyes tend to come from Northern and Central Europe. Scandinavian Vikings, Aryan descendants and others have this, it's more prominent in places like modern day German, Norway, Sweden, Britain and Northern France." "So, by that, we can probably figure out that..." Rin trailed off, narrowing her eyes in thought. Archer watched her for several minutes before her eyes widened in shock. "...Joan of Arc?" Archer almost fell over at that. "E..Excuse me?" "She might be Joan of Arc." Rin shivered at that. She may not have been to keen on the history of Europe, but she did remember that Joan of Arc was known for having blonde hair and blue or green eyes. "Great, just what we need, someone who can see the future." "Well, that is," Archer sweat-dropped, how could he explain who Saber was without letting her know who HE was? Rin shook her head. "I need to think. What about the others? That Caster and those other two?" "I'm not sure about that purple-haired Servant, but the other one is an Archer as well." Rin looked at him in shock and he shrugged. "I heard her opponent call her 'Archer' as well. So, it's safe to say that there's two in this war." Rin bit her lower lip. "As for that Caster..." He smirked at her. "Despite the fact that she's more dangerous than normal, I'd say that this Caster is a combat Magus, not a traditional one. Which means..." "She's less likely to use traps and bounded fields than a traditional Magus would." Rin let out a sigh of relief. Sure, Combat Magus were almost impossible to fight one on one, but they tended to ignore some of the more potent set-up spells that a Magus like her would use. "Alright then... Archer, we're going to go out scouting tonight. If we come across a Master or Servant that's not close to Berserker, we'll see about teaming up with them, at least until after Berserker's been dealt with." "Sounds like a plan, but, Rin..." Archer smirked at her. "I didn't think you'd want to team up with anyone. After all, you have the best Servant in this war." "E... Even so," Rin blushed lightly, "we're dealing with Hercules, we need at least one ally for this. And if our ally's Servant dies while fighting him, then at least that's one less problem in our way." Archer nodded and wondered if he could keep Rin from teaming up with Shirou Emiya. "How about we just do scouting for now? If an opportunity comes up, we jump on the chance to take Berserker out and only fight enemies that come to us?" "Sounds good." Rin nodded, glad that she could take time to gather her thoughts on the matter. |
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Anyways... Carnival shout out anyone? And Rider, You thought your past is dark... You just met someone who got a darker history than yours...
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Crossover Fanfics I find interesting:
Silver Swords, Black Crows Summary: Fate stay night / Fate prototype crossover. When Rin Tohsaka saved a boy from certain death, she had been relieved. Relieved, and tired. Which made her forget to check up on him. Which led Servant Lancer to come after him without interference- at first, anyway. Fortunately for the red-haired magus, there is a witch who can help him in her stead. A witch on the night of fate. This is one of the few Fate/Prototype fanfics I've found and the only one to hold my interest. There is an alternate backstory for the Grail War to include the Fate Prototype characters, but it seemed to get off to a good start. Path of the King Summary: "With swords that aren't yours, with skills that aren't yours, for dreams that aren't yours. Your entire existence is a lie!" - "Then I'll show you that even fake dreams can become reality." A different choice, a different path, a different FATE. Shirou/Multi This. This is the best of the three I'm recommending right now. It is one of the few Shirou x Caster stories on FF and starts with Shirou as a Vigilante, working on the principle that for someone who wanted to be a hero, until the Grail War, Shirou hadn't done so. It only gets better as he teams up with Caster, deals with agents of the Clock Tower, evil Masters, and a swordsman named Sasaki. Tvtropes Page The Artist and the Faker Summary: When the Einzberns summon a different Servant for the 5th War, Shirou Emiya winds up summoning the Red Saber from Fate/Extra. With this Servant by his side, Shirou's in for a Grail War unlike any other. Done as a response to The Infamous Man's challenge. It's Shirou summoning Fate Extra's Nero. A crossover done somewhat decently and one of the few crossing Extra with the main series. Tvtropes Page
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Kariya's Legacy
Summary: Due to a chance meeting with Kariya before the events of Fate/Zero, Shinji strives to follow in his uncle's footsteps and save Sakura from damnation of the Matou Clan. To do so, he must make many sacrifices and will endure pain like no other to compete in the next Holy Grail War, including becoming a Spellcaster—all for Sakura's sake. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9007329/1/Kariya-s-Legacy
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