Nyarlathotep: So, yeah, I've only got into Fate/stay somewhat recently, so if I mess this story up, I apologize.
In the normal Fate/stay series, the Einzberns summoned Angra Mainyu, who's "All The World's Evils". His summoning lead to the whole issue with Fuyuki getting burnt down, and EMIYA being summoned.
Yeah, that guy sucks. I prefer the one summoned for Fate/Apocrypha: Amakusa Shirou Tokisada. He had least had some style.
But I wondered, what if the Einzberns summoned ANOTHER Servant...
What if they summoned...
You know what? I'll let you figure it out.
P.S. I found the image for this story on Google. If the creator of this image finds this, and has an issue with me using it, please feel free to PM me.
Central Hall, Einzbern Castle, Germany
Insavaiel Einzbern took a deep breath, and looked behind her, at Jubstacheit von Einzbern.
He nodded at her to continue.
Insavaiel turned toward the summoning circle and took a deep breath.
At the center of the circle was a strange book, emblazoned with even stranger markings, with strange inscriptions within. The book had been found by Justeaze Lizrich von Einzbern herself.
She began to chant the summoning ritual she had prepared.
"Let silver and steel be the essence."
The circle began to shine
"Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.
Let black be the color I pay tribute to."
The circle to shine brighter.
It's color mysteriously turned purple.
Unphased, Insavaiel continued, despite a mysterious feeling.
"Let fall the walls against the shadow that will rise."
That... Wasn't right.
The Einzbern family head frowned.
"Let 'Umr At-Tawil's gates close."
What is "'Umr At-Tawil"?
The circle's lights began to darken.
Old Man Einzbern's frown grew more pronounced.
"Let the tri-lobed burning eye's crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."
This is not good...
"Let it be declared now; your power will be strengthened, and your fate will be changed at will."
Um...
"Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail."
That was right.
"Answer, if you would submit to this will and this truth."
That was right.
"An oath shall be sworn here."
That was right.
"I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven;"
That was right.
"I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell."
That was rig-I almost forgot I was summoning Beserker...
"Yet you shall serve with your eyes clouded by chaos.
For you would be one caged in madness.
I shall wield your chains!"
The circle's light's turned to sludge.
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, protector of the holy balance!"
The summoning circle gleamed an ominous red, and let out a blast of magical energy, forcing her eyes closed, shielding herself with her arms.
The force of the blast nearly blew Insavaiel away. Nearly.
Insavaiel let down her arms, and opened her eyes. Which widened in shock.
Standing in the center of the circle, looking through the book, was a man, about 19 years of age.
He wore black pants, socks, and shiny dress shoes. He also wore a red dress shirt, the top two buttons unbuttoned, under a black sleeveless vest.
A black tie was knotted with a strange symbol, three white upside down triangles.
His skin was pale. Or, at least, the skin on her chest. His hands were black, and covered in strange white veins.
His hair was white... A massive updo, combined with with a bob cut.
His face was... Attractive enough. But his eyes... His sclera were black, with gray irises, and white pupils. And there were three of them. Two in the normal position, and a third in the middle of his forehead surrounded by markings.
He grinned.
All of a sudden, strange noises came from nowhere
Beserker struck a strange pose.
"Broadway is black like a sinkhole" he began to... Sing?
"Everyone raced to the suburbs
And I'm on the rooftop with curious strangers
This is the oddest of summers
Maybe I'll medicate, maybe inebriate
Strange situations, I get anxious
Maybe I'll smile a bit, maybe the opposite
But pray that they don't call me thankless
My tell-tale heart's a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk tie tourniquet
This is my roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna, I wanna go home
Oscars and Emmy's and Grammy's
Everyone here is a trophy
And I'm sipping bourbon, the future's uncertain
The past on the pavement below me
Maybe I'll elevate, maybe I'm second rate
So unaware of my status
Maybe I'm overjoyed, maybe I'm paranoid
Designed me up in straight jackets
My tell-tale heart's a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk tie tourniquet
This is my roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna, I wanna go home
Hallucinations only mean
That your brain is on fire
But it's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
I don't know if I will survive
Lighters up if you're feelin' me
Fade to black if you're not mine
Cause I just need a sign or a signal inside
This is my roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me a, roll me a blunt
This is my roaring, roaring 20s, I don't
Even know me, roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna, I wanna go home
I wanna go home!"
Isavaiel stared at her dancing servant.
"What the hell?"
Nyarlathotep: Sorry that the chapter's short.
Roaring 20's is owned by Panic! At The Disco.
And Fate/stay Night is owned by Type-Moon.