Fate: Seraphim

Hey guys. I've come up with this oneshot… well twoshot now sometime ago already and wanted to publish it for quite some time (actually at Christmas), however it wasn't finished back then. In fact it still isn't as it was designed to be a oneshot collection, that was supposed to focus on the relationships and hardships the masters would face with their masters, but I'm publishing this now, because I won't be able to work on my stories for the next few weeks again, because of real life issues. That and the fact that I decided to shorten this into a twoshot story. I know you guys are waiting for a lot of new chapters and so am I myself, however stuff keeps taking turns for the worst outcome so I'll be forced to prolong the next chapter release of my stories again.

So I hope you'll find this oneshot entertaining for the next few weeks in which I'll be gone. Maybe someone gets inspired by this. Who knows?

For now, sit back and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Seraph of the End nor Fate Stay Night. The Fate Series belongs to TYPE-MOON and Owari no Seraph to Takaya Kagami. (I hope I got that right.)

An Unexpected Summoning - Part 1

"Come Mika~. This way." Ferid Bathory told his subordinate Mikaela Hyakuya in his usual carefree voice. While the 7th progenitor was a tall man with waist long white hair, Mika was a bit shorter and had blonde messy hair. Nonetheless he made no facial expression as the one person, who slaughtered his entire family, the other children from the Hyakuya orphanage, right in front of his eyes. It wasn't because the last 4 years of being a vampire had killed all of Mikaela's human emotions. It wasn't because he had forgiven or forgotten what Ferid had done.

The opposite was the case. The memory of all his siblings being killed in cold blood, while this man no this THING had been smiling as he had enjoyed to kill them all with his own two hands, had burned itself into his mind like a scar. He would never forgive Ferid for what he had done. And he would never stop hating him for this crime. However, the difference of power between the two of them was so great that Mikaela simply couldn't hope to kill him. Especially not here.

They were in the underground vampire city Sanguiem as Ferid had asked the vampire queen Krul Tepes, who was also the one person who turned Mikaela into a vampire in the first place after he had been mortally wounded by Ferid to buy his brother Yuichiro some time, who was the only one who managed to escape, to 'borrow' Mikaela for some work. The blonde didn't knew what it was, but knowing Ferid for some time he had an idea that it couldn't be something good. It wasn't even like Mikaela wanted to work for Ferid. However in the hierachy of the vampires he was a bottom feeder and was more seen by the others as a pet of the queen.

Mika cared little for this. He just wanted to get out of this city, find his brother and run as far away with him from all of this as he could. He just wanted to leave all of this behind. He knew that the humans were using him. Manipulating him. Forging him into a weapon in this useless war between vampires and the remnants of humanity that had survived the release of the Apocalypse Virus on christmas 2012 by the Hyakuya family.

"Alright. We are here." Ferid said. Mikaela looked with a stoic face at the door Ferid stood in front of. It was quite a large door about 3 meters in height. Yet the tall vampire simply pushed it open as if it was nothing, despite the fact that the door must be quite heavy. The inside of the room was dark but vampires had a natural sight in the dark as normally nocturnal creatures. And four words were enough to describe what was inside the room.

It was a mess. A complete, utter, chaotic mess. From medieval suits of armor to exquisite pictures everything was staked on top of one another without any sense for organization. Mikaela really had the fight the urge to look flatly at Ferid at this mess as he walked inside.

"Welcome to my collection. Please don't mind the mess."

'The way you are hoarding stuff, the mountains of ancient garbage or you?' Mika thought. "What's with all of this?"

"Good that you ask. I myself have lived for quite some time already, but even I can't help and put something into my pocket once or twice a year. So I've brought all my stuff into this big room." Ferid said as he sat down on the front of a really old looking automobile. Mikaela didn't comment any of this as he looked around himself.

"Ad what am I supposed to do here?" Mikaela asked as he walked around a little, looking up and down the massive archive that would make most historians cower on their knees just for the immensive treasury of ancient objects.

"Well I just wanted to show you around." Ferid said as he suddenly appeared without a warning behind Mika and put his hand on his shoulder, making the blonde freeze in place. "You may as well become part of my collection~." The way Ferid said that, made Mikaela jump away from Ferid as he leapt more than 6 meters just with his own two legs. A testament of his vampiric strength. Ferid smiled innocently and held up his hands at this. "Hahaha I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Sorry~."

Mikaela was not amused. Instead he turned around and walked deeper into the museum. After about 20 minutes in that labyrinth of all kinds of now useless stuff Mikaela was pretty sure he had seen absolutely everything in that place. Not that he actually looked at it. He couldn't care less what the sick vampire known as Ferid Bathory possessed. The fact that he was in this place for so long alone made him want to turn around, kick the door in and leave. Thought that probably would not be good for him so he had to grit his teeth and bear with it. Sometimes Ferid suddenly popped out of nowhere and rambled about his possessions. It was really an annoying tourguide.

PLING

At the sound of something made of metal hitting the ground, Mika froze and turned around. It was only a very small object and it looked like a nail completely encrusted with rust. The object had a feint scent of blood clinging to it, almost making Mikaela's mouth water a little. Picking the object up, Mika looked to a nearby pile of Ferid's belongings and saw a large crest on a medieval looking shield, which looked like a fang or a curved blade. Mika wasn't sure and he didn't really care. It was something of Ferid's belongings and therefore should be left untouched at all costs.

Then however just as he wanted to put the nail back on the other garbage a hot pain burrowed itself in his Hand a bright light appeared in the room.

"MIKA!" He heard Ferid shout. Surprisingly he didn't sound sarcastic or acting funny, but actually surprised. Tremors shook the air and small pieces of Ferid's collection fell down from their piles as the entire room and probably the entire city was shaken by a tremor. Small pebbles came down from the ceiling alongside with the dust of Ferid's Collection and small cracks appeared in the ceiling. Even in the throne room Krul felt the ground vibrating slightly as her familiar, a one-eyed bat jumped startled from its usual spot next to the throne.

After a moment the light and the tremors stopped, but some dust that had been gathered over the centuries in the room had been kicked up, making even a vampire who didn't need to breath cough. Mikaela picked himself off the ground as he looked around. The pain in his hand was still present so he took off his glove and looked at it. He was shocked as he suddenly saw red spots that weren't there before. It formed actually some kind of pattern in form of two bat wings, two thorned vines and a single line resembling a spear. He didn't know what it was, but it definitely was not natural. Especially not when Ferid was involved in it somehow.

"Mika~ Are you there? Say something?" Speaking of the devil, the 7th progenitor was calling out for Mikaela as he stood a bit further away from Mikaela. "Ara Mika, what did you do? You know if you wanted to play with my stuff you just got to ask." Ferid said playfully, but Mika hated him too much to actually give a damn about the unspoken threat which was like break my stuff and I'll break you.'

"I... don't know. I picked up that nail and suddenly there was that light. Ferid are you hiding some kind of weapon here?" Mikaela asked with narrowed eyes. He knew that Ferid and Krul were not exactly in best terms with one another. To be honest it looked like she hated him more than anything, while he just enjoyed to make her angry for some reason. But the clueless face that Ferid put on when he mentioned the nail, told Mikaela that he probably had no idea what was going on. Instead Ferid had his eyes suddenly on Mikaela's right hand. Or rather the marks.

"Oh what's that?" He asked as he inspected the weird pattern on the blonde's hand, who actually wanted to pull away his hand, but depsite the looks Ferid's grip was like an iron chain. He could do about nothing at all as Ferid traces the lines with his fingers.

CRASH

But then there was suddenly a sound of something moving in the museum of the 7th progenitor. Then there was a small laughter of some young girl, making both vampires look into ist direction.

And then someone stood before them. It was a rather short person with approximately only one and a half meter in height, but two long horns on her head. Magenta hair flowed down her head to her waist. Instead of fingers long purple claws grasped a vicious looking lance about one and a half times as big as her self. And then there was her tail. Yes, there was a long black scaled tail that split at the tip in two purple tips. She wore a strange black dress and white boots with purple spikes like her claws. Blue eyes looked at the two vampires.

"It seems I have arrived, though this place really isn't one for my taste. Well whatever Servant Lancer has answered your calling and has appeared. Now are you my master?" She asked. Mikaela and Ferid looked at her for a moment as they tilted their heads.

"What now?" They asked as the girl, who called herself Lancer spotted the marks on Mika's hand.

"Ah so you are my master now huh?" Lancer said as she suddenly stood next to Mikaela and inspected him as a whole. Leaning back and forth as if she was inspecting a car for scratches or flaws, while her tail swished lazily from side to side. "Yup, you will do. Though I guess I arrived a bad point in time since you and your friend seemed to be quite close. Fufufu didn't expect you to be that way master." Lancer said hidding her mouth as she laughed at Mikaela.

Mika's face lit up like a cherry as he pushed away Ferid.

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT?!" He shouted as he grabbed his sword and pointed it at her. "Who are you even? How did you get here?" Lancer tilted her head a bit at this.

"What do you mean? I'm a servant of course and you summoned me."

"Huh?" Was the most intelligent reply Mika could muster. 'What's she talking about? Summoned? Servant? That all makes no sense at all. Not to mention how she looks like? What is she even? A demon perhaps...'

"But just because you are my master now, doesn't mean I'll allow you to point a weapon at me, you know?" With that Lancer suddenly stood next to Mikaela and had grabbed his arm. The strength of the girl was impossiblly high for someone of her stature and size. It felt like Mika's arm was wrapped in burning chains as her claws dug into his flesh and made blood ooze out. "Are we clear, master~?" Mika didn't like one bit the way Lancer said that.

'T-This girl... She's almost as bad as Krul. No actually she's just as bad! I can see it in her eyes!' Mikaela thought in panic.

However as the first drop of Mika's blood hit the ground, Ferid suddenly appeared with his sword ready, but he was effortlessly stopped by Lancer's weapon. Instead her blue eyes turned into a paler icy blue color as she looked at Ferid with a look of disapproval. It was as if she was Looking at an annoying fly buzzing around. She swung her weapon once and sent the older Vampire crashing through the piles of his messy Collection, causing several of them to collapse on top of Ferid.

But it took a lot more to take down a progenitor like himself. With a swing of his sword he blasted a hole through his broken collection as he jumped out the rubble, looking with a less bright expression at Lancer, who smiled as she twirled her spear around and charged Forward at the silver haired vampire.

Later

Krul Tepes was not pleased. Not at all. She was fuming with rage. Ferid had requested Mikaela's assistance with something which Ferid labeled as 'not dangerous', meaning she wouldn't need to worry about anything concerning Mikaela's mental or physical health as well as the possibility that Ferid may try and force him to drink someone else's blood and turn him into a real vampire. The other progenitor had told her it would not take long and that he'd bring back Mikaela in one piece, safe and sound in just a few minutes.

But then there was this strange tremor that shot through the city. Krul had immediately leapt to her feet as she heard a few minutes later that it had come from one of the halls Ferid owned. That immediately made every alarm in her mind ring as her mind pieced everything together. As a queen she could not simply rush to the crime scene like some hunted deer, but she sure walked with a quick steps towards the place where the tremor had come from. The vampires, who she met on her way to the hall, bowed their heads out of respect, but otherwise remained as stoic as Greek sculptures. It was only normal after all they were all vampires, that had stopped being human a long time ago.

When she arrived at the door, she met Crowley, who was closely associated to Ferid, as well as his two subordinates, the 17th progenitors Horn Skuld and Chess Bell. The red-haired man had his usual smile on his face, something that he had adopted taken from Ferid. It almost made him look a little like a second Ferid if it wasn't for the difference in personalities that the two progenitors had.

However, the faked friendly greetings of Crowley were cut off before they even began as the massive metal door was blown out its hinges as of an explosion had occured on the other side. Both doors flew a little distance through the air, before gravity made their bottom scrap against the stone floor of the city and cause them to fall flat on their front sides. The momentum however was still not enough to stop the movement of the broken furnitur completely making them slide across the ground with high speed. Krul sighed at this as she and Crowley stopped the doors from running them over with their own two hands. Catching a car that drove with full speed towards them like that was no different, but those Things had much more weight and therefore more acceleration, so both were actually pushed back a little by the impact instead of simply jumping over it to evade the obstacle. If those two monstrosities of a double door would have kept sliding like that there would have been a lot to fix afterwards. Something that Krul Tepes could gladly decline.

The more important question in the room, however, was what had caused this to happen. The answer came with the sounds of blades clashing with one another. Sparks were visible in the thick smoke screen that was created alongside by the destruction of the doors. Krul was actually raising an eyebrow at this. She knew that Mikaela had a grudge against Ferid, but she would never have expected him to draw his weapon against him. Let alone stand his ground against the 7th progenitor. No, that was wrong. She KNEW that he couldn't possibly stand his ground against Ferid Bathory. So the real question was, who was fighting up there. Just then a certain silver-haired progenitor came thrown out the smoke as he was missing his right arm, before he tumbled across the floor before coming to a halt not far away from Krul and Crowley while Horn and Chess' eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Ugh… She's quite strong..." Ferid said as he felt a bit dizzy and picked himself up from the ground. Then he noticed Crowley and Krul. Immediately his serious face disappeared with a careless one with a smile as he rose his remaining arm to a greeting. "Hi there." Krul honestly had to fight the urge to strangle this guy if this would actually kill him.

"Ferid, what happened? And where is Mikaela?" Krul asked in a dangerous tone as she glared at the 7th progenitor.

"Well you see…"

SLASH

Ferid's explanation was cut short as his head was separated from his shoulders and fell down to the ground like a basketball, rolling across the stone pavement towards the large hole in the wall and leaving a crimson trace across the ground. The headless body collapsed like a puppet having ist strings cut as out of the dust Lancer appeared and stood before the head of Ferid with a smile on her face- Without a warning she grinned slightly and stomped on Ferid's head, driving her long heel into Ferid's eye.

"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow! Hey that hurts quite a lot!" Ferid complained despite having no throat or lungs to actually talk.

"Oh ho? So you are still alive. Figures since you haven't turned to ashes yet. Well then Ferid 'Bathory'," Lancer said with a smirk on her face and a look of delight as she Twisted and turned her foot, making the heel dig even deeper into Ferid's cranium. "Let's have some more fun, shall we?" She pulled out her heel from the now bloody and ruined eyesocket of Ferid as she was about to impale it on her lance, but unfortunately she had to change her grip on her weapon to block a certain redhead's blow. The power was enough to create a shockwave, but this vampire seemed to be only a little stronger than Ferid so Lancer simply stood there without being pushed back even a little bit. She glanced at Crowley with her icy blue eyes, before she kicked him away.

Crowley landed on his feet before skitting to a halt as Chess and Horn drew their own weapons. Lancer glanced at the two of them with a small smile on her face, before turning to Krul. The smile on the pinkette servant made even Krul's Skin crawl.

"So a few more squirrels and a pig came to play as well. That will be quite a lot of fun." Lancer said with a smirk. Krul maybe had no weapon but she stepped forward nonetheless.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Krul asked, not allowing herself to Show weakness in front of the others by asking for Mikaela. Lancer looked at her for a moment, but then she closed her eyes and shrugged.

"Well~ I could tell you, but that would be against the rules. Also I have to eliminate all witnesses anyway so there's no need for you to know anyway. Not even when you technically are already dead." Lancer said. Krul used that obvious opening alongside Crowley, Horn and Chess, but as they tried to strike the servant down each of them only hit air as Lancer dodged every single attack that the Vampires kept throwing at her with her eyes closed and a body language that couldn't mean anything, but she didn't give a thing about their attacks. Finally she cracked one eye open and blocked the swords with her spear. "So you really want me to put some effort in this huh? That's okay."

And then the fight turned into a one-sided slaughter. First Lancer pushed back the vampires with her montrous strength and aimed at Horn and Chess first. The two lesser progenitors stood no chance as ther servant's weapon cut off their legs with one swoop due to the longer range. Crowley then closed in from behind, but much to his surprise the lancer class servant swiped her until now overlooked tail against his arm, forcing the blade to miss the strike. Instead of using her lance, Lancer thrusted her hand in that moment at Crowley who only made it barely to dodge, but the Long and sharp claws grazed his cheek, leaving a small cut where blood oozed out for a moment, before it closed again.

Lancer seemed to be unimpressed by the vampires' regeneration abilities as she thrusted her lance at him too fast for him to Keep up with her, forcing Crowley to move backwards to evade the deadly spear's swings. Lancer spin kicked Crowley, while he had the spear blocked with his own blade, forcing him to block the attack with her arm. A loud crack resonated through the air as bones broke and made Crowley actually grunt in pain. He wanted to use his Sword to make it drink his blood and enhance its destructive power, but the servant made of used her tail again, but instead of swing it against her opponent she wrapped it around the sword arm of Crowley. Pulling on Crowley's arm made him lose his footing for a moment and that was all the sadistic servant needed. With her much greater than one would expect her to possess physical strenght, Lancer caught the blocking arm in her heels and stomped into the ground as the flesh and bones twisted, crunched and broke. Now she just had to thrust her sharp nails in her free hand into his cranium and that would be over as well.

But fate had an odd sense for humor as Krul Tepes tried to kick Lancer with her stilletto heels into the back of her neck. With no other way out Lancer had to let go of her opponent and jumped up to evade Krul's attack, which had enough force to crack the ground around the point where her heel dug into the ground. Krul turned around to relocate her enemy, but was caught off guard as she saw two bat like wings grow from the servant's back, enabling to simply float over the battlefield as she smiled down with a confident grin on her opponents. Krul knew it and she was very sure that the other Vampires knew it as well already. Their chances to win against this girl individually were slim, but not zero. Still the fact that she was able to fight Crowley and incapable him in a timespan of just a few minutes spoke great lengths here. Ferid meanwhile was directing his body to walk over to his head to regenerate. Krul was very sure that if Ferid was ACTUALLY helping her and Crowley they could take her down together.

"Wait!" Suddenly a familiar voice rang through the air as Mikaela appeared in the former doorway. Lancer turned to her master in wonder as she flapped her wings once and in the next moment she stood next to Mikaela. The speed caught Mika off guard again, but safe from a widened pair of eyes he didn't Show it. He turned to Elizabeth who had her arms crossed.

"What is it master? Are those animals important to you?" She said without a single care for the venomous glares the vampires shot her way only to be deflected by the servant's ignorance. Mikaela really had to fight with himself to not show any emotions right now as he was not just scared of this girl that called herself his 'servant'. No he was absolutely terrified of her Speed and strength. All on her own she had pushed Ferid Bathory back, a vampire that he couldn't even hope to defeat with his current skills with a sword, as if he was Nothing but a weakling. Even more terrifying was the fact that she had even flinched when she crossed blades with his superior.

And then there were those eyes. Cold like ice on a frozen lake and merciless in the fight. Lancer may have taunted and laughed at Ferid dring the fight, but her eyes had the same cold bloodlust all the time. It was by no means a human gaze that she bore. It were the eyes of a killer, a predator. And those eyes right now bore into Mikaela as he had interrupted her 'fun'.

"They are my superiors. If you would kill them it would only bring more trouble than good. Leave it at that." Mikeala said having mustered all the mental strenght he had still left in his Body after having seen the shorter girl dealing with Ferid like with a test dummy. He really just hoped that this servant would listen for once and not decide to chop his head off like she had done with Ferid, because he would most likely not survive such an injury unlike Ferid as much as he hated that fact. Blue eyes locked with icy blue as the servant's pupils turned brighter again like they had been when she first showed up. Groaning she threw her arms to the sides at this.

"Ugh! Fine. But only this one time. If you interfere with my fun again you'll end up worse than that pig over there, master." Lancer smirked as the sound of flesh being impaled and an small outcry of pain rewarded her threat. Mika looked over the smaller servant to see that she had thrown her spear away, which impaled Ferid's head again, ripping it straight off the half regenerated neck, before the lance disappeared in blue motts of light. The blonde had an idea that Lancer was quite serious about her threat and he was not going to like it one bit.

Still he couldn't help but sigh in relief at the fact that this fiasco was finally over...

"Ahem!" Krul's voice brought him back to reality as he looked at her with her arms on her hips and a dangeorus smile on her lips. "Would you mind to explain what is going on?" The vampire queen said. Mikaela felt himself sweating like crazy at this as he swore he saw Horns, wings and a tail like a devil come Krul like from Lancer. He had just fallen from the frying pan into the open fire.

"So let me get this straight. You are telling me, that the Holy Grail from the legends is real, a wish granting device and is aquired by a bunch of human Magus so called masters through a death match between 7 of them. And to assist them they summon the Spirits of heroes from legends into this world to fight against one another. And now I've become your master. Did I miss something?" Mikaela asked looking really doubtful at Lancer who was now in the throne room of Krul alongside the other vampires who were involved earlier. Suprisingly, Lancer completely ignored Krul and her questions as if she was Nothing but air.

"You forgot that the other servant's classes. I'm Lancer so there are still Archer, Saber, Assassin, Caster, Rider and Berserker and we have to eliminate them to win the Holy Grail and then we can grant ourselves a wish. Well I'll make a wish and maybe give yourself something else that is quite valuable for bringing me that far." Elizabeth said as she put her hands on her hips and smiled smugly.

Mikaela really began to not like his servant's attitude at this point. Not only her spoiled child like Acts, but her entire Position to all of this. Wasn't she supposed to be a hero or something? Ferid and the other vampires looked really interested into the wish part, but right now Mikaela only wished for having summoned someone less selfcentered and someone more willing to help him to safe Yuichiro from the humans.

"And what makes you think we believe any of that? This sounds really farfetched and too fantastic." Krul asked as she glared at the servant. Much to her surprise, this time Lancer did turn around and smiled. Mikaela immediately knew that THAT meant Nothing good, but much to his surprise the Lancer didn't charge into the only slightly smaller queen and slice her intobits like she had done with Ferid, who by the way was Standing at the sidelines as well and looked at Lancer like a predator would look at a defenseless, juicy piece of meat, making Mikaela feel slightly more disgusted.

"Because you don't have any other explanation why 5 progenitors of your vampire lineage couldn't defeat me when you are meant to be superior to humans, now do you?" Elizabeth said, earning a surprised look from Krul.

"How did you…?"

"Know about this?" Elizabeth smirked as she shrugged. "The grail allows us some common knowledge about the time period we are sent in anyway, allowing us to adapt quickly to the environment. That way there's no need to waste time with learning the language or customs or so. I know who you are and I know what you are. But most importantly I know that you are simply beneath me." Lancer stated with a smirk, fully Aware that even in this moment Krul and the others might only touch her hair or the tip of her tail and she would end all of them. So she turned around and began to drag Mikaela out of the room. "Come on master. Where are you staying? I wish to Sleep." The brat said.

"What? Didn't you say you don't need to rest earlier?" Mikaela asked, trying to free himself, but once again Lancer's physical strenght exceeded the expectations one would have by far.

"Yes, but I don't feel like going now. Also you summoned me wrong so I can't go into my spirit form, which means I've got to stick around you all the time. But something like that wouldn't bother you now would it? To be accompanied by a young innocent girl and having to share a bed with her, now do you?" Lancer said in a sultry voice and that actually even got a reaction from the vampires including Mika in form of some small blushes either out of embarrassment, anger or in Ferid's case a downright fountain-like nosebleed. In Mika's case he was actually more worried how Lancer would react to the fact that he had no real room to call his own, but perhaps Krul could help him out on that one… though he didn't count on it given her angry glare on Lancer.

After being dragged around through half the city, earning the odd couple a few looks from the other vampires as well as some improper comment from Lacus Welt, who got kicked in the crotch by Lancer hard enough to make even Mikaela internally scream in pain as he heard the crunching sound of Lacus' pelvis breaking apart and flying through a building, the two of them finally arrived at the airfield where Mikaela usually was.

"Lancer." Mikaela finally asked as a certain question had been burning itself into his mind ever since he had heard his servant's explanation. The girl with the dark violet hair looked at him with a raised eyebrow as her tail swished around like a cat's. "You said you are an heroic spirit. So you must be a famous person from history." Mikaela concluded loud.

"That is right master. Because of my beauty and noble blood I have become an heroic spirit. Why are you asking?" Lancer asked, Looking curiously at Mikaela.

"So what's your name then?" Mika asked. Elizabeth looked at Mikaela for a second before she started to giggle.

"Isn't it common in this country to tell others your name first before asking them for your own? So far you haven't told me your Name either after all." Lancer said putting her hands on her hips as she smirked at Mikaela. The blonde vampire made no expression at this argument, but answered anyway as he was not willing to be the next person to receive the not deserved wrath of this servant.

"Mikaela Hyakuya. Nice to meet you." He said, though the words were cold and the face stoic. Lancer smiled at this.

"Well then little pig. I shall grace your obedience by telling you my name." Lancer said striking a somewhat dramatic pose as she spread her arms and wings and her vicious looking spear appeared in her Hand. "I'm the Blood Countess, Elizabeth Bathory. Remember it well, master." The servant said as Mikaela felt his blood run cold and a strong urge to draw his sword as he heard his servant's family name. However, after the earlier events his rational side actually reminded him of how much of a bad idea that would be.

Deep down in his heart he hoped, that he was not the only person with problems with their suddenly summoned servants.

And he wasn't... much to his misfortune.

And that was the perspective from Mikaela in this twoshot. Actually I plan on writting a second part from the perspective of another person you all know very well. However I'm not saying who the servant might be who got summoned into this dystopian world as well. If I have made Lancer and the other characters too OOC, I apologize. I simply can't say that it is easy to picture a servant who doesn't know right from wrong, is even more egoistical than most other people and doesn't even recognize other people as humans or actually sentient beings.

Also this twoshot is only rated T because it is shortened to much. If I had continued that story I would have had to make it rated M just because of Elizabeth's 'freetime activities'.

But now to the real message of this oneshot. I'll be unable to work on my stories for a couple of weeks. A fellow author, qtar1984, asked me for some help to improve their own ideas for a story and made another Hellsing/Seraph of the End fanfiction called Seras of the End. So if you are getting a little bit bored or just want that type of crossover, check their story out, leave a comment and give them a bit of feedback.

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If you should have gotten inspired to make a Fate/Seraph of the End crossover by reading this one chapter, I wish you good luck, because I actually miss that kind of crossover on this website since the idea is quite simple to be honest. The only thing that this would mean is that the couter force failed to prevent mankind from destroying itself, if it was to take place in the Nasuverse.

So with that I say see you around in a few weeks in another chapter for another story or the second and last chapter of this twoshot.

Until then, have a nice day ;)