"Uuuuuugggggghhhhhhhhh! I'm bored! I'm dying of boredom!" Avenger shouted like a kid. He was seen in a really small room along with a few other people. "Shut the hell up you!" an annoyed voice resounded from the corner of the room. It was a man with black hair wearing green full body tights. He had a beauty mark on his frowning face.
"Whaddaya want ya punk?! I aint talkin to you Lancer 4th you rejected womanizer!" Avenger retorted back towards Lancer. "..." Lancer 4th hung his face, weeping due to Avenger's retort especially the last one.
"Hahaha! Now isn't the time to fight folks" a big hand patted Avenger's small, fragile shoulder. "Ow! That hurt old cunt!" Avenger took a step back caressing his shoulder. He shot a look towards the big bearded man wearing silver armor with a red cape on his back. "You don't have to treat him nicely Rider 4th" a calm voice called out to the King of Conquerers. "Ah Caster 2nd, as calm as always. Hahaha don't say that. He's one of us. Hahahahaha" Rider laughed abnormally at the comment the woman known as Caster 2rd made.
"DON'T SAY THAT?! AFTER THAT PUNK CAME IN HERE THIS WHOLE PLACE TURNED DAMN GLOOMY! JUST LOOK AT THIS PLACE!" Caster 2nd snapped. She pointed her finger to the dark, empty room filled with despair and gloomy fallen servants. The room used to be bright with a lot of accomodities to serve the fallen spirits before the 3rd Grail War. "Calm my ass" said a small guy sitting on the floor grinning. "You know that I'm joking right, Assassin 3rd?" Rider 4th patted Assassin 3rd's head causing his grin to disapear for a while. "HAH?! How is this MY fault you bitch?! There are also bunch of other spirits who came here with me and you choose to blame ME?!" Avenger marched towards Caster 2nd in anger. "Because YOU were the first one to DIE and the FIRST ONE to come here. Then, after you stepped your filthy feet into this room, the whole place turned like this!" Caster 2nd pushed Avenger halting his march causing him to lose balance. "Heck, YOU were killed by assassin. ASSASSIN! Look he's still smiling being the ONLY assassin to ever killed a servant" she pointed towards Assassin 3rd who had a big grin on his face looking mockingly towards Avenger. "Most of all... WHY IS THERE NO WINNERS YET FOR THE HOLY GRAIL WAR?! Its been years. YEARS I've been stuck here. And you scared off the previous to be winner you bastard!" Caster 2nd shook Avenger violently before throwing him towards Assassin 3rd. "Quit whinning princess" Assassin 3rd shove Avenger away before he could even land. "Wow...you're light...really light that its disturbing."
"They're...always like this..." a man sitting on the floor, hugging his knees said in the midst of the argument. He wore a full plate grey armor. His long purple hair spread across the black floor. "You said it Berserker 4th" another gloomy man sat next to Berserker 4th, hugging his knees. "How long are we...gonna stay here...inside the grail?"
"Huh?!" Avenger shot up from his sleep. He was sleeping on the sofa inside the abandonned mansion. "Ughh...a dream huh? Well I feel good knowing those bastards back there are still in there. Hahahahahahaha." Avenger stood up laughing as if he had conquered the world. "Shut up Avenger" Bazzett threw the pillow she was using towards Avenger. "Oh sorry master" Avenger catched the pillow giving it back to his master. "We died again..." Bazzett said as she rose up from her sleep. "Yeah because I was useless...again" Avenger scratched the back of his head. The two of them had been dying miserably to either masters or the black entities either due to Avenger's uselessness or Bazzett's carelessness. "What are we gonna do now?" Bazzett dug her face onto the pillow silently weeping in fustration. "Hmmm... I have this plan...but I know you won't like it..." Avenger said in a low tone. Bazzett immidiately shot up on her feet throwing the pillow aside, wiping her tears, facing Avenger with a serious face.
"Tell me what is it" Bazzett looked at Avenger with eyes of expectation.
"You won't like it." Avenger backed away, regretting he ever said anything.
"TELL. ME." Bazzett demanded, closing in on Avenger.
"...Okay don't tell me I didn't warn you..." Avenger held tight Bazzett's shoulders holding back his laughter. "So it goes like this..."
My first real story. Yay! Anyway so thats the prologue to this story that I just literally thought of when I was scolded by a teacher this morning. Leave a review, correct me if I've done something wrong or just drop a like if you like it. I will be updating this if I have the mood to do so.
