Avalon
Ever since the 5th Holy Grail War ended half a year ago, Shirou has reverted back to his normal life.
However, at night when he is asleep, he dreams of a paradise. It is a paradise where all kings go to in death, Avalon.
"Welcome back, Shirou," A familiar yet kind and gentle voice welcomes him.
In his dream he turns around, he couldn't help but smile as he saw her again.
"Saber," He greeted.
He wished that he could stay in this paradise forever, but all dreams have to come to an end.
This was still only his second visit to this place, with lush grass and tall apple trees all over the place.
He sat down on the grass beside Saber, who was wearing her battle armor.
"Hey Saber, why do you look like you're going to battle?" Shirou asked.
It was strange of her to wear that, considering now that she had reached paradise and all.
Saber looked slightly uncomfortable as she looked around.
Shirou frowned. Don't tell me there's something or someone in this paradise—
"Well…You know that Avalon is actually the resting place for all dead kings right…" Saber said cautiously.
I don't like where this is going, thought Shirou.
A sudden realization hit him.
He stood up in shock, thoughts racing.
"Wa—wait! Don't tell me it's—" Shirou frantically said.
Suddenly the air seemed to go dark.
"What's that you said, brat?" A high and pompous voice accused.
Shirou turned around slowly.
"—Gilgamesh," he finished weakly.
He was still clad in golden armor and had a hand on his hips.
"Never thought I'll meet you here, boy," he smirked.
"Gilgamesh! Don't tell me you want to fight! I'm not afraid of you!" Shirou backed away immediately.
Saber stood up hastily, clutching Shirou's shoulder.
"Stay calm, Shirou," She instructed him calmly.
Gilgamesh sneered and went over to an apple tree.
"As if I have time to squash worms," he muttered and raised his hands to pluck an apple.
And then he stopped halfway.
An eyebrow of his twitched.
Shirou saw this and stifled his laughter.
Gilgamesh isn't tall enough to reach the apples?
Saber sighed in exasperation.
"Shirou, you are definitely shorter than Gilgamesh," She said with a straight face.
He threw himself back in shock. Shorter than Gilgamesh? He stared at the golden haired king. Now that she mentioned it…
Shirou slumped his back as he got dejected about his height. I'm short… Shirou thought with growing self-consciousness.
"Argh I had enough!" Gilgamesh screamed, brining Shirou back to reality.
Gate. Of. Babylon.
Suddenly a large shining gate rose up from the ground, revealing a thousand hovering blades pointed towards the apple tree.
His eyes glinted with amusement.
"This is what happens if you oppose me! Gilgamesh the King!" He started yelling at the tree as if it was alive.
He clicked his fingers and pointed at the tree, staring it down as if it was an enemy to be obliterated.
"Muahahahahaa!" He threw his head back and laughed, his hands crooked upwards in mad ecstasy. "Hahahahahaaaa!"
The thousand blades paused for a moment, and darted forward, stabbing the tree into oblivion, tearing even the apples into pieces. The tree looked more like a pin cushion after he was done.
Gilgamesh turned away from the tree as it fell into a million pieces behind him.
"Gilgamesh, I think you went a bit too far with the apple tree…" Shirou said in pity of the dead vegetation.
Gilgamesh shot him a cold look.
"Everything here is mine, all mine."
He puffed and continued to walk past them, ignoring their presence entirely.
"That man is dangerous," Shirou commented.
He might do something dangerous like…picking teeth with his swords maybe? Shirou thought about it and shuddered.
Saber gave him a funny look.
"I fear one day as I am sleeping under a tree he might mistake me for an apple and decide to impale me with a million swords once he realizes I'm not," Saber muttered after the golden king.
"Oh don't worry; I'm sure Gilgamesh will have indigestion if he tries to eat you," Shirou waved his hand dismissively.
"Shirou," Saber said to him.
"Hm?" He replied, his thoughts still on the dangerous things Gilgamesh could be doing.
"Nothing," She said, although she wished she could tell him the million things that were going through her mind right now.