Six Months Ago...
The two magus inspected the large circle that they had drew, which was done in extreme perfection. After all, the two had studied every book that the Mage's Association that had related to creating a Homunculi. The circle had nearly took up all the room in the room the two magis were given to attempt their experiment.
"You ready?" asked the first magi, who had drawn the circle, and was glaring at his accomplice, who was supposedly the one doing the other bits, the talking, and summoning.
"Of course, my friend," said the second magi, with a thick French accent. He took a deep breath, and began to mutter the required spells that he was reading off an ancient textbook that was in latin, and slowly translated the words to German.
The circle began to glow red, and the two magus grinned under the black hoods they wore.
"Do you think it's actually going to work?" said the first magi, slightly nervous on the experiment. After all, it was his first one that he wanted to conduct, and everything seemed so smooth, but a gut feeling inside the magi was telling him something was wrong.
The French magi looked at his friend with a reassuring smile. "Oui, monsieur. Have faith, mon copain."
The red circle began to fizzle uncontrollably, and that had wiped off the Frenchman's smile.
"Something's not right, monsieur. Are you sure you drew the circle right?" The Frenchman tried to step inside towards the circle, but red sparks furiously repelled the man, in an attempt to step inside.
The magi scowled, and checked the edges again. "I got it right, man. Just-"
The first magi never finished his sentence, as two red sparklike hands snatched the unfortunate magi, who's screams were deafening for the Frenchman magi.
"The hell was that? Oh...Well, I'm f*cked, and there goes my fifteen years of service!" The Frenchman sighed, and lowered his head, saying fast prayers in French, before the red sparks snatched the magi, following the same demise his comrade. The red sparks also began to asorb many things in the room, test tubes, books, and unfortunate magi that were roaming around the area.
In Fuyuki City, the Holy Grail slowly surfaced at the Ryuudou Temple, where it began to pulse unstable energy. There was no longer a need for a container, thanks the human sacrifices.
Inside the Fuyuki Church, a woman cursed under her breath.
"It's only been eight months, and it's already back, by an accident."
