Prologue: A Gathering of Relics

Soul Evans Von Einzbern stood inside the castle, his scarlet eyes surveyed the bright white landscape. It had been more than thirty years since the events of the fifth war, where his grandmother, Ilyasviel had fought. Soon, a command seal had appeared on his hand, which could only mean one thing. "The Holy Grail War is starting again. This is going to be very cool." he smirked, showing two rows of razor sharp teeth. In a velvet lined box was a shard of what appeared to be a blade, it's edge half silver, half green. "So you say this is from the scythe of legendary Sir. Albarn?" he asked, turning to his older brother.

"Without a doubt." Wes smiled.

Elsewhere, Tsubaki Matou Nakatsukasa sat, her left hand clenched in the other. "I'm a master?" she murmured, looking out over the landscape of her home, wondering if she would ever return. In her hands was a midnight black katana, all that remained of the legendary Star Clan of Assassins.

A figure in dark fatigues ran up the road, his right hand holding his left, three intertwined serpents ended in a hydra-like fashion. Medusa Gorgon clutched a vial of viscous black liquid, all that was left of the legendary swordsman Ragnarok's legendary Black Blood in her hands as she ran off towards Nevada.

Twins landed on each other, a boy with red hair and a girl with bright gold hair, carrying a mangled gauntlet stolen from a museum. "Are you sure this is his?" Fire asked, his voice filled with concern as he glanced at Thunder, a slash on her right arm from a shard of glass. "Yes, this is definitely his." she grimaced, the two launching off into the darkness.

Nathaniel "Ox" Ford ran through the streets of London, the Clock Tower's alarm bell rang as he caught sight of several winged familiars take to the sky. In his hands was a lantern, nothing remarkable, but this was the weapon of Kim Diehl, the Inferno Witch. He send a bolt of lightning and ran off into the sewers of London, heading towards the airport.

"Finally, I've found it!" smiled Elizabeth Thompson. In her hands was a single bullet, it's edge carved with the greek word Thanatos. She smiled, holding the bronze bullet in her hands as she stood, dropping it into a test tube and sent it to her employer, Amaya "Lucifer" Tohsaka.

A hooded figure dressed in all black stood in front of an old chapel, in his hands a cross with an unusual skull engraved in the center of the crucifix. "Legendary Executioner, Justin "Grand Executioner" Law. At last, he can be awakened." the hooded man smiled, turning and walking down the Rue de Pyramis.

The servants have been found! The die is cast! Who will win the war?