Fate / Requiem Chronicles
Prologue
They were as fast as lightning.
The girl with crimson red hair was too fast for my naked eyes. I only managed to catch glimpses of her body whenever she would slow down, after that she would go back on the offensive. Her katana cuts through the wind smoothly. Her vermillion red hair would have been admiral if only she wasn't dancing a dance of death.
Her opponent is slower than her. But he has no trouble keeping up against her attacks. Without much effort, he manages to evade, deflect and counterattack against her. A blade protrudes from his mechanical arm and it clashes with her swords. Sparks fly about. I find their battle so entrancing that I actually forgot what I'm doing here in the first place.
"S---Saber-san…"
That voice sounds so familiar. Yes! There's no questioning it! That's Asahina!
The noise of the clashing swords stop and the silence makes my heart skip a beat. Did I just get noticed? Did I just say that out loud?
It's fairly dark so I can only see very subtle details about the two people. I can't see their faces, but I can make out their defining features quite easily.
The taller of the two figures faces my direction. A blue light glows from one of his eyes.
"A witness."
He says in a cold, yet excited voice. This is bad.
Before I could raise my hands in surrender, he quickly dashes forward without warning. The 100 meters between us is covered in under a second.
My instincts tell me to run like hell. I have nothing else to do anyway, my sluggish movements cannot compare to his swiftness.
Running is the only option.
I might be slow, but maybe I can out-maneuver him in the school building. With this in thought, I immediately turn around and run into a school building. I pant heavily as I run down the dark, empty hallway.
Second floor…
Third Floor…
Yes, I'll hide on the third floor! By hopefully finding a vacant classroom, I can hide from that guy. I check each room that I pass until I find one which was clumsily left unlocked. I pathetically hide under the teacher's table as I wait for something…
…like a miracle to happen.
I cover my mouth to muffle out the noise of my heavy breathing. There are no other footsteps, and I feel eerily alone. What's going on here anyway? I was going home late because of a stupid request from Haruhi, then the last thing I know is that I'm getting chased by the bionic psycho. What's going on here? I'm normally used to crazy things happening around me because of Haruhi's various boredoms and sighs.
But I have a feeling that what I'm experiencing right now has nothing to do with her.
I wonder who's responsible for this madness…
It's probably one of the three major groups again. Groups whose craziness are comparable to Haruhi's own craziness.
The Organization?
The Time Travelers?
Or could it be from Nagato---
"GGGAHHHH--!!"
I feel an unbearable pain on my shoulder. The sudden pierce almost made me lose consciousness instantly. But I'm somehow able to keep myself conscious for some reason. I look in horror at the large blade impaled through my shoulder. Blood flows down, soaking my green blazer. Before I can touch the bloody blade, it is pulled out forcefully.
I collapse backwards, through the teacher's table. The back of my head hits the cement, but I don't care about the concussion. That pain is nothing compared with the wound on my shoulder.
As I drift in and out of consciousness I catch a glimpse of my killer.
He is dressed in some strange European clothing and his whole left eye made of metal. It covers almost half of his face like a mask.
"Don't take it personally. You were just in the wrong place, in the wrong time. Kid."
He slowly raises his right hand and there I see my blood all over his blade. It seems to be coming out from his arm, or I might just be hallucinating. But it's not like that matters now anyway, hallucinating or not, I'm still going to die.
He prepares to bring down the guillotine. I'm too weak to roll out, hell I'm too weak to even shout out for help. It looks like I won't be able to do anything.
I hate to say this… but it looks like I have no choice but to accept what's coming for me.
The sword descends in slow-motion. Every second feels like an eternity.
Then, the back of my right hand suddenly burns with an immense pain. It's not coming from my injured arm, but rather its coming from the other one. Did his sword have poison in it or something…?
That's just overkill.
"What's this?"
In that exact moment, a bright light emanates from the center of the classroom.
The man standing above me stops in an instant. He stands there entranced by the light like a moth hovering around a lamp.
Thank God! It's Nagato! It's Nagato right?
Or am I just expecting too much?
The man 'sheathes' his sword and faces the light. I force myself to sit up and lean against the platform.
If I wasn't so injured, this would be the perfect opportunity to run out and make a dramatic escape. But I'm too disabled to do anything; the blood pouring from my shoulder is just too much. I'm feeling numb and my vision is beginning to blur.
The bright light is caused by a large circle engraved on the floor. I… don't know how it got there.
It's probably missing alien technology that has been dormant for years. The arrival of this man was probably the cause of its awakening. Maybe he's an alien from Jupiter or something? Judging by his European clothing, that's not too impossible.
"Oh? Are you the 6th Servant? You certainly took your time in summoning yourself. Hold on… does this mean that this man right here is your master?"
The bionic psycho extends his blade as he takes a step forward. He's distracted! This is the perfect time to run! Oh wait, you can't stand up.
"We are both soldiers in this unique war now. Our loyalties lie with our so-called masters. I'm not really used to this, but so long as I have someone to serve, I feel that my life is complete!"
Is he talking nonsense? Seriously, if only my legs weren't so weak, I'd be running out of here while these two would engage in a healthy debate with each other.
"Shut up."
A small girl with flowing pink hair… seems so out of place… in the darkness of this classroom.
"Oh? A little girl? Whoever summoned us here has a really sick way of thinking. I'll probably spare your life right no---"
The girl points a stick at Psycho. He looks down at the small stick and tilts his head. The girl looks nervous as she begins saying some words I don't understand.
"Lo Eia Elsiv Kia…"
Then a brilliant light glows before her. My body feels drowned in an essence I can only describe as 'magical'. Wait, does this mean that this girl has just performed magic? Even the Psychotic terminator is being distracted by this flashy display of something… Could she be performing some form of delicate magic made to rescue---?
lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllBOOOOOM------!!!
An explosion engulfs me, the girl, and the classroom. A black puff of smoke blinds my vision as I struggle to breathe. The fog does not clear but I can see that the whole room has been destroyed. The walls have collapsed and the cold night breeze enters. The robotic man covers his eyes and coughs as loud as me. Damnit, what's going on here?
"L-L-Let's go!"
The stuttering girl runs up behind me and attempts to pull me up. Of course, I'm too heavy for her small body so I don't even budge. However, since I feel bad and thankful for her saving me… I decide that the best course of action is to take this chance and escape.
"Hah--- wait…"
I slowly get on my feet. The mere action tires me easily, but I am determined to get out of here alive. Nagato, Koizumi… even Haruhi aren't here to help me. So I should take care of myself just this once.
"Gah--- this sucks."
"Stop complaining… idiot!"
She has the nerve to call me an idiot in a time like this. Why can't I help but feel that she's related to Haruhi?
Because of apparent Heroic Resolve, I manage to exit the classroom with the girl pushing be from behind. My pace was slow and I was probably leaving a trail of blood, but the man with the mechanical arm wasn't following us.
I groan, moan and complain as we walk down the building. I doubt that he's going to give up that easily, so it's best if we find, yet another place to hide. Oh look, how convenient. The clubroom…
"What are you doing?"
"I'm… a little tired, you see… let's have some… tea…"
The girl pouts irritatingly as she watches me slowly slide into the clubroom.
I collapse on a nearby folding chair as I grab my arm. The bone is exposed, the blood is flowing. There's no way I'm going to survive this.
"H---hey… can you explain to me, what's going on?"
"…eh…?" the girl, looks at me with a strange expression on her face.
"D-don't you know?"
"Uh… Ju---piter?"
The only thing I've concluded is that I've 'summoned' you. Aside from that, I know that your timing is impeccable. If you were summoned here to help me out or protect me, you could have arrived BEFORE I got my arm pierced by a sword.
"W-well sorry! But I'm just as confused as you! Ah! Your arm!"
She runs to my side and places her hand on my wound. The expression on her face says it all, I'm going to die. She clutches her fist and looks down worryingly.
"If only I knew some water magic…"
She sounds desperately sad. The lights in the room begin to fade… I'm losing consciousness fast.
What's water magic anyway?
"AHAHAA---!!"
Maniacal laughter? Don't tell me it's---
The robotic man kicks the door open and enters without warning. Ah, the light in the room reveals to me his face. His green hair… reminds me of Tsuruya-san. I hope this man isn't her son from the future or something. That would be really bad…
John Connor… John Connor… You are John Connor…
"I'm impressed young lady. You actually managed to stun me for a few moments there."
He laughs mockingly.
"But this is only the beginning."
He walks forward, we struggle back. Eventually, we are driven to the corner of the room. Man, so many things are going on and I can't even understand a single thing. I feel so depressed right now…
Dying in the middle of these climatic events… for no apparent reason… is the fate destined for me.
"Ahh-ahh…!"
The girl looks even more terrified than me. Did she really come here to help me out? I don't think that's the case… because if it was, we would be at my house now, and I wouldn't be so close to death. I almost feel sorry for involving her in whatever the hell is going on. Really, this madness is just too sad.
"You're too close to your master now. I'm sorry to say this, but your 'magic' won't work here. So… I guess this is the end. Goodbye, Servant Caster…"
The blade is once again thrust forward. For some reason, it slows down once again. It is not aimed towards me, but is instead aimed towards the girl. For some reason, my body moves forward to receive the blow for her. A truly ironic move on my part, I must say.
"S---S---Saito!"
She closes her eyes and says one last name before the blade is thrust forward…
…and is blocked by a sword of its own.
"Saito!"
Before me stands that girl… with crimson-red hair. Her sword is held before her, parried against the blade.
The robotic man looks at us with eyes wide-open. He probably feels really frustrated, having his target get saved twice.
As the two blades lock together, I begin to wonder…
Am I involved in another game by Haruhi?
Prologue -End
Notes:
- As some of you might know, this has been a remade version of the old Fate Chronicles. The first one sucked because, it felt rushed, was narrated from third, and offered no explanations. This one will be streamlined, and explanations will be given to those who have not played/watched Fate Stay Night. Aside from that, this new story will be more 'serious' as opposed to the rushed story I published before.
- Thanks to XxMisakiEndouxX for the proofread. Well, his male persona anyway.