Disclaimer: I do not own the badassery that is Tengen Toppa Gurren Laggan or the amazing that is Fate/Stay Night. They are owned respectively by, Gainax and Type-Moon.

"Simon the Digger."

I momentarily stopped my digging to take a glance around, no one was there. Heh. Must be hearing voices. I resumed the slow and arduous task of spinning my drill into the dirt.

The act was calming. The slow monotonous sound of metal biting dirt. Always moving forward. With each turn of the drill I was just a bit farther. It was soothing.

"Simon."

That voice again. I pause, then huff a bit angrily, and look up again. Trying to see who the heck was talking to me.

Well at least it was someone.

He was an elderly man, grey hair and cane. His clothes were black. His eyes were a dark red.

"What do you want?"

"Well my dear Simon, your time in this realm has come to pass, as you yourself have said. Passing it on to the next generation and such. So I'm inviting you to come to another world that could use some of your... fighting spirit." He ended the last part with a chuckle.

"So you're offering a new life basically?"

"Eh, not exactly, you'll keep your memories and abilities... but other than that yes."

I stood up and took a time to ponder over my life that I had already lived. All the friends I had, Rossiu, Gimmy and Darry. Yoko... Nia. I sighed, Bro... what do you think?

Yea. I should.

"I'll go, but give me some time."

"You want to say goodbye to your brother?"

"Uh, yeah, how'd you know?"

"I've taken an interest in you, so I know some stuff. Here take my hand and I'll get us there." Holding his hand we... teleported I guess. One moment I was in the tunnel and then I was on the hill where Kamina's grave was.

It was nostalgic, the cloak was still hung on the sword and waving in the wind just as I remembered. It brought to mind all the things I had already done in my life.

I took a deep breath, "Well... Bro. I'm going. Away from this world. Off to another adventure. Heh, I can't have a peaceful life can I? That's just the way Team Dai-Gurren rolls. Just who do I think I am? Well, you'll always be with me, in my heart, because true men never die. Watch over everyone for me." Some tears were beginning to find themselves onto my face.

"You ready?"

"Yea, lets go."

The man smiled back at me. "Grab my hand again."

The land around us began to sway and spin. We were moving. Must be how it feels to go between dimensions. The swaying began to stop and the land around me was black. Huh... where was I?

The same man who took me here gave me some passing words as he dropped me off, "Oh, by the way, you're gonna be a little younger than you are, so have fun." He chuckled again.

My sight began to return, there was fire, lots of it. And... my body... was mine... when I was... seven! That old man! A little younger my ass!

The black scene about me changed to reveal a land on fire. It was everywhere and close. Close enough to burn my skin. "Agh!" I screamed. Damnit, that stupid man. I was having a nice life and now I am stuck in a fire.

I looked around, fire and more fire surrounded me. Wait. There was a small opening in a direction. I willed myself to walk to it. It was slow going as the fire crept closer, looking to seal off the exit. But I persevered, as the black smoke began to surround me. It filled my lungs, causing me to cough. The fire began to close even more. No! The opening was shut!

Damnit all. I became dizzy, the heat overwhelming me. I stumbled backwards, then finally falling onto the hard ground beneath me. The fire was so... huge, it was devastating.

If I meet that guy in the afterlife I am going to beat him.

Softly, a low, almost crying voice drifted into my ears. "Please, please be alive."

The haze in my vision was slowly turning black, but I managed to catch a glimpse of a man with messy black hair in an all black outfit, holding something... gold and blue. But the darkness overcame me and I was gone.

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Ten years gone by since I've been in this world. I guess I could say I had a peaceful sort of life. My appearance was the same growing up. I hit my growth spurt some time before I had originally, for what reason, I don't know. My left eye was a spiral, much like how Lordgenome's eyes were. I think it looks pretty badass. Growing up again was quite an experience I have to say, considering I'm not that scared guy anymore, so I guess I could say that I began to act more like Kamina. No tattoos though. Or walking around with no shirt.

I prefer to walk around in a pair of low rise black jeans, held up much in the same haphazard way my bro wore his pants. I wore a simple white undershirt. Nothing to complicated. But then again on school days I had to have that jacket. Not as badass as my other jacket though. In my closet I kept a coat like the one that I wore the time the team beat the anti spiral. I got my goggles, and I wore them how I had before nearly all the time.

Life was peaceful, only real eventful thing was when my adoptive father died, Emiya Kiritsugu. He left me his name and household. So I was Emiya Simon. I had friends, like Fujimura-sensei or Sakura-chan.

I even picked up kendo from Fujimura, I guess as a way to honor Bro. Pretty good at it too, but that was probably due to all the fighting I did. I didn't go out of my way to cause trouble, I just stopped people from troubling others, saving them.

Being an "ally of justice" as Kiritsugu so put it. My way of honoring him, carrying on his hopes and dreams.

One interesting thing was that he was a magus, and I asked him to train me in it. He gave me the basics, but I didn't have much skill with it. I could only realistically use reinforcement and projection, though sometimes I fell back into using spiral power for those things.

That was an interesting development, learning to use spiral power for those things. I've lately been trying to combine magic and spiral power.

Those thoughts followed me as I walked out of the high school I was attending, night descending as the sound of metal striking metal reached me. It was fast and scattered. The sounds of a fight.

Curious, who would be fighting on the school grounds at this time, possibly a gang.

I dashed toward the sound, rounding a corner to see two men fighting. One, dressed in a red coat was swinging two white and black swords. The other, wearing blue, had a blood red spear.

They didn't seem to notice me, at least until I stepped on a twig. The jump suited one, turned around to look at me and gained some sort of sadistic smile on his face.

"Well, what do we have here? Sorry kid, but you can't see this." With those few words, he disengaged his current opponent and dashed toward me, spear leading.

Luckily, all the fighting I had done before kicked in and got me to dodge out of the way while I was stuck in my confused state. That jolt pulled me out though. I moved myself into a kendo stance and called upon the spiral power to form the shade blade that Gurren Laggan used. Obviously a smaller version.

It materialized in a glow of green energy into my hand.

"You got good reflexes kid, but humans can't fight on par with servants?"

I smirked at that, "Heh, kick logic to the curb and do the impossible, that's Team Dai-Gurren's way!"

"I like you kid, Servant Lancer, let us fight,"

"Emiya Simon."

With that he disappeared. He was faster then me obviously. Well at the moment. But he was fast enough that I had to barely block his attacks to stay alive. I couldn't muster an offensive.

The fight began to pick up. We became blurs. I managed to put in an attack every now and then. A slash there, a stab here, each of them he easily picked off, and then put me back on the defensive. Damn. I need to fight back. I can't just die.

He came in with a chest height thrust and I went to block it. With a flick of the lance, my sword was flying wide, leaving me open for an attack. I saw it. He saw it. And he knew I knew it. He looked me in the eyes and gave me a grin, seeming to say "Good fight." Then proceeded to put his lance in my chest.

A squelch sounded out as he withdrew the blade, eliciting a spray of blood. I fell forwards toward the ground, on my knees, then finally onto my face. My body was cold. The ground was wet from my pooling blood. My vision began to fade. I could see... hazy legs stepping toward me before my world went black. I heard, quietly, words spoken, "Why did it have to be you?"

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"Ugh," I grunted.

My eyelid flitted open and closed. Light. Too bright. My head pounded. I could hardly form coherent thoughts.

Why did I feel like I had the worst hangover in my life?

"Where am I?" I asked no one in particular. Ugh, light. Too much light.

I held my eyes shut for a bit. Focusing on that, only that. I held them closed, for about half a minute. Then, slowly, my eyes were drawn open. Initially the light assaulted me again.

Eventually, it dulled, and I could make out shapes. Fully open, I could see clearly now. I glanced around. Ok, I was back at home... how was I at home, last I remember I was at school and then fighting some guy in a jumpsuit... ah fuck. The rest of the memories rushed back. The lance in my heart. The feminine voice that sounded strangely familiar.

So, I had survived a mortal wound and some girl had taken me home. Eh, I've had weirder.

Huh, it was dark, moonlight was flitting through the windows. Wait, night? Why the hell was it so bright just now. Fuck.

My head was still pounding. The rush of memories seemed to worsen it.

Ugh, what to do. I flung my arm out to my side and tried to steady myself as I stood up.

I nearly fell back down but I somehow caught myself. Standing and sudden falling were not helping my head. My vision regressed back into its fuzzy stage.

The only sounds about me were the sounds of my stumbling and my head pounding. After attempting to stand the pounds hurt more, like a giant wave washing over me in conjunction with my heartbeats.

Ok, next step. Denying the constant beating and shitty vision, I attempted a step forward. Key word, attempted.

I fell, hilariously if I was watching myself. Immediately after my foot had lifted off of the ground I lost balance and fell forward, giving a loud "Umph" as my face hit the floor.

I think I vaguely heard the sound of the shoji door sliding open. All my pains and adding in the pain from hitting my face resulted in my not caring at all.

At least until I felt a foot under me and push me over.

I gave a groan.

In front of me, I could see, clearly because for some reason my vision decided to right itself now, the same blue haired jump suited spear wielding guy that had already tried to kill me.

"Eh, your tough kid. But this time I'll make sure your dead." That shot open my eyes, somehow being an end to the pain in my head and ending the beating in my ears. Once again, instincts honed from war and battles saved me again.

As the lance descended I rolled away and onto my feet. Immediately I dashed out of the room and into the courtyard.

I could initially tell he was surprised at my speed and reaction, but followed me out soon after.

I was clearheaded now. I could understand what was going on. Spiral power began to once again flow through my body. Strengthening, accelerating... evolving. That was what was the essence of spiral power. Moving beyond what one was a moment before.

It wasn't immediate. I wasn't able to attain immediately the power I had before, I hadn't the recent training and practice to do so. But it was flowing again. I hadn't used in such earnest. Not even the fight earlier today. But now. It... it was invigorating. I reveled in it. The power to rewrite the universe. Infinite power.

But it didn't come without a price. Too much, and it would result in the Spiral Nemesis. Buuuuuut I didn't give a shit about that. Me and my friends would defeat the Spiral Nemesis.

So it went in this fight. He was laughing at me. Enjoying the fight. He almost seemed to mirror Lordgenome with that smile of his. He was obviously holding back ever somewhat. But he was matching me as I grew. The growth started out slow, but I could feel it speed up, accelerating, spinning faster and faster.

But for all that, he kept up. I weaved, ducked, rolled, jumped, dashed the best I could. I even got a few attacks in at the speed he maintained himself.

I wasn't strong enough though. Not yet. Given some time, I would. But now. No. I saw it coming. I was exhausted. The exertion was getting to me.

A spin kick. Smoothly done, no wasted movement, a simple spin and powerful kick to my torso, tossing me back, through the open doors of another building in the compound.

I vaguely recognized the building I flew into as the workshop. My workshop. The place where I worked on improving my magecraft. Not that I knew much. I could use Reinforcement, Structural Analysis and some Projection. For some reason I projected best drills and swords. Interesting to say the least.

Bitch that hurt, me hitting and rolling across the ground. I managed to move my head up to see the lance wielding man appear over me, prepared to strike.

Time slowed. The lance moved forward, slowly as I watched it.

Was this it? No. It wasn't. I am Simon the Digger. Simon Emiya. The leader of team Dai-Gurren. Defeater of the Anti-Spiral. Spiral Warrior.

I was not going to end here. I was not going to lose.

Closer and closer the lance approached.

I stared at it in fury.

It was a small tingle, on my left and on my right hand. Then two circles rising from the floor. One red, the other green. Two forms formed from the circles, I barely caught a glimpse of a sword striking the lance coming towards me.

Lancer vanished at the sound of metal striking metal.

Two voices I heard. "I am servant Saber/Servant Saber, at your service."

"At your call, I have come forth/ You called, and I have appeared."

"I ask of you, are you my master?/Are you my master?"

I could see the two of them clearly. One, a blond haired girl, green eyes, silvery armor and a blue skirt. The other was familiar... shirtless, pants held up haphazardly by a singular belt, a red cape... the blue hair... purple hilted sword... red sunglasses...

One word came to mind. One singular word that I held dear to my heart.

"Bro?"

AN: So this is just an idea, I already have another chapter, but I don't know if I will go on with it after that. Further information there