Hi! So, this will not be a sequel of my A New Fate fic like the other fics involving a Shirou on my page. This will be an entirely new idea and I hope you enjoy it. I hope you enjoy.

Miyu Sakatsuki laid on a pedestal, in the middle of a formalcraft circle. She looked up at her big brother with tearful eyes.

"Why… did you come?" she demanded. It didn't make sense.

"I heard it… from those people. That the reason you and Kiritsugu-san took me in… was to use my… power… That I am… just a tool. That in Kiritsugu's place, who couldn't find a way to use me… the Ainsworths would use me… to save the world…"

None of it made sense.

"So then why… did you come…?"

The young girl, the child of god, looked at her older brother, the one who had lied to her and used her. She watched as he closed her eyes, then answering.

"That," Shirou Emiya simply said, "goes without saying. I'm an older brother. So I have to protect my younger sister, don't I?"

Shirou took out seven cards, each with a different picture on it. The seven Class Cards. A miracle brought on by the magecraft of the Ainsworths, the partial summoning of seven Heroic Spirits. Light shone from each card and the magic circle around them began to glow.

Miyu could only gasp in surprise.

"I've been trying to figure it out," Shirou explained. "What to do. It's been one mistake after another with me, so this might be one too. But, for this alone is true, I wish upon the Holy Grail.

"I pray you find a world where you won't have to suffer any longer. I pray that you meet kind people. I pray you find friends you can laugh with. I pray you find a warm, small share of happiness."

With each word, the light of this miracle rose, along with a magical circle made entirely of light. Miyu felt her body floating away as the power inside her brought upon another miracle. She looked down, desperately calling for her beloved Onii-chan.

She watched as he walked away to defend her as she began floating away. She watched as he headed to his death. Because the one he was facing was…

No.

No. Please, god, no.

Not him. Anyone but him.

She saw the Heroic Spirit her brother was facing. Gilgamesh, the first myth and the King of Heroes. Like the other heroes, this one was partially installed, rewriting the host's body to allow the host to use the Heroic Spirit's abilities. And this card owner knew how to use them. Angelica Ainsworth. A resurrected mage of the Ainsworth lineage.

Miyu watched as her brother fought against the enemy, flashes of gold were met with two beautiful blades. She watched as her brother's shields fall and chains restrain his movement. Then she watched in horror as the Angelica brought a giant sword to her brother, only to be shocked with a swirl of snow and just like that, both had disappeared.

Though she couldn't see him anymore, Miyu could still sense her Onii-chan, battling an unbeatable foe. Miyu also knew there would be no escape for him. She wished there was a better way. She wished.

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Shirou was probably going to lose. There was no other way to look at it. Once she drew that sword, he knew it was over.

The fight in this world, his world, the Unlimited Blade Works, had started out well enough. Shirou was able to create, summon, and fire his swords at much higher speed than Angelica, who couldn't even manage a single hit. He had closed the distance, almost managing to strike her down. But the magus soon found out it would not be that simple, as Angelica had simply displaced space, blocking his strike and forced him into a freefall hundreds of feet in the air.

"Do not make light of the Ainsworths," Angelica had warned as the magus fell.

Angelica then tried to annihilate Shirou by using Divine Constructs, items forged by the divine and godly. Items like these could not be reproduced on the whim, even with the advanced 'Tracing' Projection magecraft of Shirou Emiya. It was impossible.

Of course that never stopped him before.

The magus countered the Divine Constructs with his own, taking them out of play. The result had caused great fire to this strange, wintery world and the magus, after landing, struggled to his feet.

Angelica walked towards him, summoning the sword that would land the final blow. "Though they may have been cheap imitations, you still managed to project Divine Constructs while continuing to sustain this Reality Marble."

Her praises were genuine. A last kindness to one who was about to die.

"Your very existence is flawed," Angelica continued. "You may prove to be a hindrance to the last legend we have written and put into motion for humanity. Your irksome ability, your strange use of magecraft, and your abhorrent self-destructive conviction…"

She raises her sword and the very world around them begins to shift and turn. Wind howls and power radiates.

"They will be torn to pieces together with your world."

Shirou looked at the sword and froze, his instant analysis of the sword causing his mind to break. His eyes will instantly analyze a sword and copy it here, in his Reality Marble. But this one was different. While he had created the highest tier of weaponry, this sword was something different. Not only was it more divine and ancient than anything he had ever seen, but it was so… foreign. Alien. The sword was completely impossible for any human, lest they be from the past, present or future, to understand.

Shirou took his eyes off of the blade, knowing that more exposure will result in madness.

"Oh, wow…" Shirou says. "I'm honored you'd bring something like that out just for me."

As he speaks, blades begin to rise behind him.

"There's no sword in this world that could stand equal to it.

The blades continue to rise, ascending farther into the heavens.

"So… while it may be a bit rude, I'll have to…"

The blades have formed a wave, a tsunami of steel that darkens this world.

"Pay you back," Shirou yells, "with all the swords I have in stock!"

The wave of blades come, each aimed to annihilate Angelica Ainsworth. Despite the wave of death slowly approaching, Angelica was calm and composed.

"Return to the Beginning," she chanted. "ENUMA ELISH!"

The storm of winds created by the original sword clashed with the infinite swarm of blades. Each blades that collided with the swords was brought to oblivion but there was so many, it was like the greatest of Noble Phantasms was going to be covered by the endless swords. However, as slow as it was, the blast began to advance, the swords only providing a temporary barrier.

"It's futile!" Angelica yelled. "Even if you pile all of your blades together, they are no match for the strongest sword!"

Shirou had a sad look on his face, but still hopeful. "Yeah… you got that right. There are times when just one thing can outweigh everything else."

Shirou could only hold the blast back for a few more minutes, and then it happened.

"ONII-CHAN!"

Shirou and Angelica looked around. There was no questioning it. It was Miyu's voice. But where was she.

Then, in a flash of light Shirou and his world was gone, leaving an uninstalled Angelica in the dark cave. Angelica looked at her self, no golden armor and none of Gilgamesh's personalities affecting her. She looked at where Miyu had once been. No trace of the magic circle.

"What just happened?" she questioned. "The grail disappeared… no, it's more accurate to say… everything related to the Grail War has!"

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All Shirou could see was brilliant, ever-changing light. He was lost within a kaleidoscope of color.

"W-where…" Shirou weakly said.

"Don't waste your strength boy," a voice came.

Another flash, this time of white light, came and there stood a man who Shirou had never met before. But his identity was deeply rooted in the Heroic Spirit EMIYA's memories.

"Zelretch," Shirou said, staring at the possessor of the Second True Magic.

"Oh, so you have his memories also," the old vampire said in surprise. "That's interesting. Looks like EMIYA is still integrating himself with you."

"Why are you here?" Shirou growled, trying to get into a combat ready stance. "Where are we?"

Zelretch looks around. "This? This is what you would call, the gap between parallel dimensions."

"The gap?" Shirou repeated. "How did I get here?"

Zelretch laughed. "You didn't really think that the girl known as Child of God would simply let herself be sent away. When you sent her off, she had her own wish, one so strong it basically high jacked your wish."

"Miyu did this?" Shirou said in shocked. To think that his little sister's will was strong enough to overtake his own wish on the Grail.

"Indeed. And now you're being sent to a world where the both of you can be happy," Zelretch replied.

"Can't you stop it?" Shirou asked, curious.

"No, the spell is already in motion," Zelretch explained. "All I'm doing is providing a stop gage so we can talk and I can help a bit."

"Why would you help me?" Shirou asked.

"Let's just say…" Zelretch said, "I'm invested in your future. Or one of them at least. Now I'll take care of that Heroic Spirit invading your body but it will cause some… unusual effects. Also, I'll give you her."

Zelretch puts out his hand and opens his palm, a brilliant light shining. When the light faded, a single object, a pentagram with a six point star, floated in midair.

"Hello, Shirou-sama," the pentagram said. "I am Magical Sapphire."

Shirou stared at the object. "Wait, did you just-"

"Bye!" Zelretch cheerfully waved as he let the stop gage go and the two were sent hurtling to Miyu and the new world.

And done. Hope you all like it. Also, as to Sapphire, she's from the Fate/Hollow Ataraxia world. You know how Rin got Ruby in that universe but we never saw Sapphire. Well I'm using that as an excuse to bringing Sapphire in this fic. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this and please comment!