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Chapter 1: Wedding and Summoning
"Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill)."
"Repeat every five times."
"Simply, shatter once filled."
"――――I announce. "
In a secluded spot in Germany, where a large castle, belonging to the Einzbern family could be found, a man who was wearing a black suit and trench coat, who went by the name Emiya Kiritsugu, continued to look on emotionlessly, as the magic circle which he had drawn on the floor of the fortress' chapel, started glowing, along with the catalyst in the middle which he would use to summon his Servant for the Holy Grail War: Avalon, the ultimate protection which belonged to the Once and Future King of England. He was going to summon King Arthur, who is believed by Acht, the head of the Einzberns, to be one of the most powerful Heroic Spirits.
And indeed, Kiritsugu Emiya believed that the old man was correct. King Arthur, the King of Knights, would undoubtedly be one of the most powerful Servants, who would also undoubtedly fit for the class Saber, which all masters knew, based from their natural stats, as well as the records of the first three Holy Grail Wars, to be the strongest of all classes. True, the master of Saber only won once out of these three times, but Kiritsugu knew that in a war, there were other factors which could affect the outcome, strengths and weaknesses of masters, proper planning, the use of tactics, as well as... compatibility of Master and Servant, and it is for this particular reason that he could not help but feel worried. He may look calm and composed on the outside, but in reality, he was actually nervous on the inside.
Yes, he may be summoning the King of Knights, he may summoning the best Saber, he may be getting the best Servant as his familiar, but as far as he knew, all these advantages were useless if they cannot be utilized fully. True, he had already come up with a number of plans on how to utilize the Servant of the Sword for the War, but still, he was conflicted, and he actually wanted to summon a Servant that he could be comfortable with, preferably Assassin. The only reason why he had gone through with the plan was because there was also a decisive advantage in knowing who you are going to summon. Originally, he had been planning to summon a Servant without a catalyst, just like the winner of the Second Holy Grail War who, despite not summoning a well-known legend, managed to be victorious because he and his Servant were strikingly compatible. As Kiritsugu theorized, not using a catalyst meant that the Servant that would be summoned will be one that is best suited for the Master, since the Master himself would act as the catalyst.
In actuality, Kiritsugu was still conflicted at the moment, but he had already started the ritual, and there was no longer any turning back. He'll just have to deal with the consequences of his choice and make the best of his available resources.
"Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword."
"In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer."
"Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead."
"I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead."
"You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance――― HA-CHOO!"
As he finished the incantation, the magic circle he had drawn erupted in a wave of bluish white light, engulfing the entire area.
"Damn, I forgot to put a warming spell on," muttered the Magus Killer to himself, wiping his nose with a handkerchief. He had forgotten that the chapel did not yet have a heater system installed, due to the rarity of its use, being utilized only for the second time by him, the first being by the Einzbern Master of the Second Holy Grail War, as the place for summoning their Servant.
Still, everything had been thought of, everything had been going according to plan. True, using Avalon as a catalyst may not have been his preferred course of action, but even still, he had already come up with several scenarios, simulations, and statistical predictions on how to make the best of King Arthur's abilities.
He may have sneezed at the end. However, he did manage to complete the incantation before mucus went flying from his nose. The fact the magic circle was glowing, along with his Command Seals, was proof that the ritual was a success.
He had no idea just how wrong he was, or just how much effect a little snot getting into the middle of the magic circle would affect the summoning altogether.
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"You may now kiss the bride."
Ilyasveil von Einzbern could say that she was probably the happiest person in the world. For now, she was married to the person she loved the most in the world, who was none other than her brother, Emiya Shirou, who reciprocated her feelings. Technically, he wasn't really her brother, at least not by blood. He was the adopted son of her father, Kiritsugu, which therefore means that it was alright for them to marry.
And as her bro- no, husband, gently kissed her on the lips, she felt like she was in a bliss, like she was in heaven, and she could hardly contain the joy that she was feeling in her heart, a moment which she wanted to last forever.
Yes, she remembered it, how they managed to make it this far. Her first meeting with her brother was, she had to admit, not exactly one which she was proud of. True, being the sadist at heart that she was, she still felt a bit of enjoyment when she recalled it, but it was nothing compared to the guilt which she felt as of present when she remembered that Heracles had almost split him in half, and that the only reason he survived was because he had Avalon implanted within him. Well, since she basically hated him then, being the adopted son of Kiritsugu, hence responsible for taking Ilya's father away from her, not to mention that he was also a Master then, Ilya knew she should let it be, but she could not help but feel slightly worried, worried that he might still hold it against her.
As she looked into his eyes, as they continued to lock lips, however, she felt all her anxiety go away. True, his eyes, just like the rest of his body, had changed significantly due to his constant use of Projection, but unlike the ones that Archer wore, Shirou's eyes still held warmth, the same warmth, which Ilya knew was meant for her, and that was enough to reassure her.
The fifth Holy Grail War, was one which could indeed be considered the bloodiest of all the Holy Grail Wars, for during this war, about a third of the entire Fuyuki City population died, or rather, consumed as a meal, by the Shadow which was Servant Avenger, or Angra Mainyu, All the Evils of the World. And the one responsible, the one who allowed the evil curse of the Grail to overflow... was Ilya. And yet, instead of betraying her, instead of turning his back on her, Shirou remained by her side, betraying everything that he had ever stood for, throwing away his dream of becoming a hero of justice, just for her sake.
His hair may have turned white, his eyes may have become steel gray, his body may have become tanned, he may have become powerful but in the end, he was still Emiya Shirou, not Heroic Spirit Emiya. Emiya Shirou, the boy who Ilya once hated yet had come to forgive. Emiya Shirou, the boy who had thrown away his ideals to protect the ones he loved, to protect her. Emiya Shirou, her younger adoptive brother, who she had fallen in love with, and who had also fallen in love with her.
Ten years had passed since then, and now they were happily married. The scars of what happened in the past may never truly disappear even if the wounds did heal, but with Shirou by her side, Ilya knew that everything would be alright.
And now, as Shirou started carrying her, bridal style, out of the church, Ilya, age twenty-nine, yet had the look of an eighteen year old, threw a boquet of flowers high into the air, to which several women, Luvia Edelfelt, Bazett Fraga McRemitz, and Ciel included, began fighting for its custody, a sight which made her husband groan while she watched it with amusement.
"IT'S MINE!"
"GET OFF, YOU OLD HAG!"
"YOU BITCH! I'M ONLY TWENTY EIGHT! YOU MIGHT LOOK YOUNG EXECUTOR, BUT I KNOW YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO BE MY GRANDMOTHER!"
Rin and Sakura, on the other hand, simply waved their hands at them in congratulations, before they quickly joined in the fray to stop the madness (Though their attempt, like Ilya expected, only made the situation worsen). Ilya knew of course, that they were not interested in marrying, owing to the fact that the two sisters were in 'that' kind of relationship (although since Ilya fell in love with and married her own brother, even though they were not blood related unlike Rin and Sakura, she was not really in any position to judge), but the three would have been enough to cause a lot of collateral damage.
Normally, Ilya would have been upset, since they were ruining her wedding, but since she and Shirou had no intention of attending their own wedding's reception anyway since the two of them were planning to have a private party of their own, not to mention that Ilya liked Shirou's cooking more than the food from the catering service, she did not really mind.
If only Taiga and Saber were here, the albino sighed in her thoughts, for she was sure that things would get even more interesting if they were around, as she watched the boquet get torn into pieces, stems and petals flying everywhere, ensuring that no one would get the luck of finding a soulmate soon (and Ilya inwardly hoped that two of them, namely the Edelfelt and the Enforcer, remained old maids for the rest of their lives.).
And speaking of receptions, Ilya had to admit that it was a waste, that the Tiger of Fuyuki and the King of Knights were not around, for their presence would have made things more interesting. But since they were already helping out at the venue of the reception, ( although Ilya was certain that the two were gobbling as much food as they could before the other guests arrived without a doubt) they missed out on all the fun.
Yes, the fact that all these women were all in love and after Shirou, yet found themselves thoroughly rejected, was something Ilya found really amusing.
"It just goes to show that chest size isn't everything," Ilya said with a cruel smirk.
"Were you saying something, Ilya?"
"It's nothing, Onii-chan," the silver-haired homunculus said rather sheepishly. It was true that she had indeed grown a lot in the past few years, thanks to Archer's sacrifice, but even then, all the women who had gone after her brother/husband beat her in the chest department. Not that it mattered, since in the end, Shirou still chose her.
"I see," the tall man replied. "Anyway, Ilya, shouldn't you stop calling me big brother now? I mean, we're married, and besides, you're actually older than..."
"NO! ONII-CHAN WILL ALWAYS BE ONII-CHAN!" the silver-haired young woman pouted in a cute and childish manner, to which the white-haired man could only sigh in response.
In the past few years, Ilya had been understanding, and had allowed her brother/ex-boyfriend (since they were now husband and wife), to pursue his ideals, and in fact she had been helping him, the two of them always going into battle together.
If Ilya were to be honest though, she was not happy about it. True, going out and saving people had always been what his brother wanted to do, and helping him had sort of helped Ilya get some atonement for the sins she had committed when she was under the influence of the tainted Grail, but the fact that Shirou was always putting himself in danger, the fact that he could lose his life at any moment- Ilya felt that just allowing the person she loved to be always in constant danger was already too much for atonement. For every single moment, Ilya felt fear, afraid that she would lose the person she cared for the most.
Still, it was all in the past now. Everything was going to be fine. For now that they were married, Shirou was going to retire from working as a hero of justice. After all, he did promise Ilya that once they were married, he was going to stop pursuing his ideals, and that they were going to start a family.
And Ilya was dead set on making sure that he kept his promise.
Little did she know that their lives were about to take an unexpected turn, and it would not exactly be for the better.
?!
And it came in the form of a blinding blue light, which engulfed them just as she and Shirou stepped into a private yacht, where they were planning to spend their honeymoon.
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Kiritsugu was confused. And for the infamous Magus Killer to be baffled, that was certainly saying something.
It did not show on his face, of course, because of his stoic pokerface, but inwardly, he was actually puzzled, unable to comprehend what was happening.
His purpose was simple. Summon King Arthur, the King of Knights, the greatest swordsman in history, to be his Servant in the Fourth Holy Grail War.
However, the figure standing in the middle of the Magic Circle, was definitely not one he expected.
Since it was the famed King Arthur he was summoning, Kiritsugu, naturally, had expected a knight, a tall blonde man perhaps, or a middle aged bearded knight, clad in medieval armor, as was shown in the many story books and paintings he had seen of the King of Knights in his life.
Instead, the figure in front of him... was a woman, of all things, who was clad, instead of armor, in a white dress.
And thus, Kiritsugu stood there, the Magus Killer, frozen, and had it not been for the control he has gained by mastering his emotions, he would probably have his mouth opened gaping.
Even in his dazed state, Kiritsugu was still able to think logically enough, to know for certain, that the one standing in front of him was NOT King Arthur. However, the real reason why Kiritsugu was shocked, was not because the Servant he had summoned was a girl, but because of the fact...
That she looked exactly identical to his wife.
What the hell? was the thought that was whirling in Kiritsugu head.
For a moment. Kiritsugu just stood there blankly, staring at the female that was identical to Irisveil, who was currently rubbing her eyes, and in that moment a lot of questions popped into the Magus Killers' head.
Did the summoning fail? Did I make an error? Is this some kind of prank? Knowing his wife's nature, even though it was a very small chance, the possibility was still there.
And then, their eyes met, and the moment they did, Kiritsugu knew that he was wrong.
For the figure in front of him, no matter how similar they looked, was definitely not Irisveil, nor was she merely an Einzbern homunculus. She may look the same, she may seem familiar, but now, Kiristsugu was sure that the figure was a Servant. For the silver-haired albino, was powerful, and was emitting an outrageous amount of prana, a formidable presence that could only belong to a Heroic Spirit. He may not approve of having a female Servant, he may not have summoned King Arthur, but the figure, Kiritsugu was now certain, was definitely a Servant.
"You..."
After all, it was the first time in his entire life that he had felt such an intense killing intent, even stronger than any he had ever felt before, even those from Dead Apostles... and it was aimed right at him.
Realizing the danger he was in, Kiritsugu quickly readied his Command Seals while slowly backing away from the enraged Heroic Spirit (?). After all, it was common knowledge that a Servant, despite having a contract, can still attack its Master despite the existence of the Command Spells, as proven by the fact that, according to reliable sources of information, the Master of Berserker in the Second Holy Grail War was forced to use a command seal to calm down the Mad Servant and stop said Servant for killing its master.
Hmmm... is it possible that despite not chanting the final two lines, I have summoned Berserker? thought Kiritsugu to himself. True, the Servant may look not look so bad (Beautiful, she looks just like my wife, but Irisveil is more beautiful than her by a longshot.), but the rage in her eyes may prove his theory to be correct.
"How dare you..."
With a sense of urgency, Kiritsugu activated his Command Spells, as one of the marks on his hand began glowing.
"RUIN MY WEDDING DAY!"
Crap, the Magus Killer cursed to himself.
But he was too late. Before he could utter the command to calm down his Rogue Servant, said Servant, with incredible speed, was already charging towards him.
Time Alter Double Accel!
Feeling himself at death's door, Kiritsuu immediately activated his trademark spell which gives an incredible speed boost, jumping sideways out of harm's way.
"CONCEALING KICK!"
Unfortunately, it was not enough. Still, it should not really come as a surprise. After all, the one Kiritsugu was facing was a Servant, and no matter how good or fast he was, there was no way he could match a Heroic Spirit.
And thus, despite his spell, Kiritsugu got hit full force, by the Servant's kick, in the face.
"DAMN YOU TO HELL, KIRITSUGU!"
And the last thing the Magus Killer saw was the Servant, who looked eerily like his wife, and who was supposed to be his tool for the Heaven's Feel, turning on him, its Master, glaring at him angrily, before the world turned black, and he knew no more.
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Meanwhile, standing on the sidelines, having gone unnoticed since the force of the summoning knocked him sideways before the light complete dissipated, a tall man with tanned skin and white hair, whose name was Emiya Shirou, was staring blankly at the scene which unfolded before him, his eyes moving back and forth from his wife and then at his adoptive father, not knowing what to make of it.
Despite having spent years training in themateurgy, summoning a Servant, participated in the fifth and won the fifth Heaven's Fee, fought against the undead, vampires, Dead Apostles, terrorists, heretic magi, or anyone and anything that threatens mankind, almost dying countless times, he still found the situation hard to believe, sure that he was dreaming.
One pinch on the face, one Projection and then stabbing himself with a sword on the stump however, and he was sure that he was definitely not dreaming.
Man that hurt! the recently retired hero of justice thought to himself.
Yes, he did not exactly know how it happened, but for some reason or another, probably something which had to do with a certain Dead Apostle Ancestor who uses the Second Magic (Kishua Zelretch: "Hey, I have absolutely nothing to do with this!") or the evil spirit that inhabited the destroyed Grail coming back with a vengeance(Angra Mainyu: "Don't look at me! It wasn't me either!"), he and his sister/wife had somehow found themselves summoned into the past, into the Fourth Holy Grail War.
And indeed, it was all confusing, and as of the moment, he was still in a turmoil of emotions, unable to react properly. Part of him was actually telling him to run to the man and hug him, for even though it had been years, even though he had gotten over it, he had honestly and sincerely missed the man who was his father.
However...
"You..."
Another part of him was telling NOT to act on his impulse, for if he did, he might end up hurting and upsetting the person who now meant the most to him in the world.
As well as himself. For in the crazed state she was in, having just had her most special day ruined, Shirou knew that it would be best not to get on her bad side.
"How dare you... RUIN MY WEDDING DAY!"
And the next moment, he was proven right.
In truth, at that point in time, Shirou, in all honesty, wanted to help his father. However, his instinct, which he had developed through the years, was screaming at him NOT to.
And so he contented himself with watching, After all, no matter how angry Ilya was, no matter how much hate she had harboured against her father, most of it, having learned of the truth, had now subsided, so it was unlikely that Ilya would kill him... at least not intentionally.
Still, if there was thing which Shirou learned from all this.
"CONCEALING KICK!"
Is that he should try and minimize the amount of time Ilya spends watching Anime. True, if his guess of what happened to them was correct, the series from which the move Ilya used came from still did not exist, but who knows, she might find another anime show and learn something even worse. Perhaps he could ask their cable provider, once they got back, to remove all channels except for news.
"DAMN YOU TO HELL, KIRITSUGU!"
For now, though...
"DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!"
It was going to be a long, long, long conversation, that much he knew for sure, but for now, he will have to wait, wait, until his wife finally calms down, before he tries to settle things.
As he continued to watch his wife kick their father, whose head was pile drivered into a wall, in the arse, a small vindictive smirk found itself unconsciously appearing on Emiya Shirou's lips.
Much as Shirou did not want to admit it, but even though he loved and missed his father, there was a part of him, a small, barely noticeable part but was still there, that was furious at the man, for the exact same reason as Ilya was.
Ruining someone's honeymoon, after all, intentionally or unintentionally, was probably one of the shittiest things anyone can do, especially since he had been waiting ten years, ten long tiring years, to finally make love to the girl he loves.
Although when it comes right down to it, the anger which Ilya felt was probably much greater than the one which he held hidden in his heart. After all...
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,"mused Emiya Shirou to himself, not noticing the smirk which appeared on his lips as he finished saying those words.
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To be continued...
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Alright, this is the first chapter for my new fic, Fate: Zero Tranquility. Yeah, I know this is my first attempt at this kind of fic, and even though I don't intend for it to be completely crack, and will have some serious parts, I hope you enjoy reading it.
By the way, here are the Servant Stats:
Servant: Saber
True Identity: Shirou Emiya
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Strength: B
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Mana: C
Luck: A
Class Skills:
Magic Resistance: A
This stat, while normally low, is increased due to being summoned as a Saber Class. But if he severes his contract it will go back down to D.
Personal Skills:
Independent Action: EX
Due to being summoned as a living human yet getting boosts from the contract, he does not really need a Master to stay around and if he's not happy with his Master, he can just use Rule Breaker and forget about the war altogether, although the one rank stat boost he has from having a Master will disappear.
Riding: A+
In his life she has learned a lot about the technicalities of various machines such as cars, boats and airplanes.
Clairvoyance: C
Capable of keeping track of fast moving objects within a range of 4 kilometers.
Magecraft: D
Has mastery of Projection but is not adept on anything else.
Eyes of Mind: E-B
Capable of calm analysis of battle conditions even when in danger and deduce an appropriate course of action after considering all possibilities to escape from a predicament. So long there is even a 1% chance of a comeback, this ability greatly improves the chances of winning.
Noble Phantasm:
Unlimited Blade Works: E-A++ (EX if used simultaneously with Ilya)
Servant: Caster
True identity: Ilyasveil Emiya
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Strength: C
Endurance: C
Agility: A
Mana: A+
Luck: C
Class Skills:
Magic Resistance: E-?
Due to her status as a human, her magic resistance is the same as that of a human, although she can put herself in a constant state of leaking prana due to her near limitless supply, in which she can increase this skill depending on her ability to maintain it.
Personal Skills:
Independent Action: EX
Due to being summoned as a living human yet getting boosts from the contract, she does not really need a Master to stay around and if she's pissed, she can just use Rule Breaker and forget about the war altogether.
Riding: E-A+
In her life she has learned a lot about the technicalities of various machines such as cars, boats and airplanes. However, just like her mother, she has a reckless driving streak and a complete disregard for traffic rules.
Clairvoyance: C
Capable of keeping track of fast moving objects within a range of 4 kilometers.
Magecraft: B
Is considerably adept in Einzbern Magecraft as well as Projection which she got from Archer. However, she is only an expert in these branches and not a master of the others.
Eyes of Mind: E-B
Capable of calm analysis of battle conditions even when in danger and deduce an appropriate course of action after considering all possibilities to escape from a predicament. So long there is even a 1% chance of a comeback, this ability greatly improves the chances of winning.
Alchemy
Noble Phantasm:
Unlimited Blade Works: E-A++ (EX if used simultaneously with Shirou)
And like always, I hope you enjoy reading this chapter...
Later then, people...