Fate stay night fanfic. Fate: A distorted Creation

Chapter 1

To anyone reading this:

Welcome to the first chapter of Fate: A distorted Creation. It's pretty much a fanfiction idea that I've had for a while but was too lazy to write it. After a year or so, I finally decided to make this, as a way to improve my creative writing, besides essays, I suck at writing anything else. As you can already tell, this is my first fanfics. I was inspired to write it more after reading Fate: Heaven's Works by badliar2312, and Nerve Damage by CrossyCross. If you've read the prior one, you'll already know that Shirou's going to be overpowered, and the latter makes it clear that Shirou's going to be able to create magic circuits. The latter was actually an idea I had after watching the first few episodes of the anime a few years, After Rin told Shirou that Magic Circuits are opened, not made, I expected Shirou to be able to open all of the circuits he made throughout the years of his training. The one thing that I can say makes this fanfic stand out is that Shirou won't be a master of the Holy Grail War, only fight in it to avoid casualties.

Disclaimer: Fate stay night, and all characters are property of Type-moon.


"Well, my work here is done." Left the lips of a red haired boy as he stood up.

In front of him were a number of electrical appliances, from heaters to television sets, all scattered on the ground. They belong to different school clubs that lacked the budget to get them working again.

Taking a glance at his phone. "Let's see, damn it's already 7:54 pm. It's been a while since I've had to stay this late. Couldn't be helped, had to take care of everything today, after all onee-chan is coming over today. With her here, doubt I'd be able to stay after school less she starts nagging me." Murmured the red haired boy as he slid his phone back to his pocket, walking out of the classroom, and taking the stairs down to the first floor. "Wonder how she's been? … Really? Asking myself that kind of question, should know better than to actually worry about her."

Currently the red haired boy planned to leave the already desolated school building. This was to no one's surprise, the boy was known in his school for always helping to fix any appliance that broke down since he was a close friend to the student council president who oversaw these affairs. The only thing that would've stood out, if any student were still within the campus, was that the boy rarely stayed this late. The reason being was that he decided to fix every appliance entrusted to him by the student council. A relative his was coming over, and it was hardly appropriate to just leave them unattended while one stayed in school helping others. That and the boy wasn't sure for how long she was going to stay over.

The boy's name is Shirou Emiya. The adopted son of Kiritsugu Emiya, a man who was once infamous throughout the world, as the Magus Killer; so much that he's still feared even after his death. As his title suggests, the man was an expert in killing the user of the reclusive art known as magic. The only way such a title can exist, is if Mages, those who practice the arcane arts of magic, exist. Yes, as crazy as it seems, magic exists, and this red haired boy was no stranger to the arcane. Making him a magus, a peculiar one if anything.

Soon after being adopted by Kiritsugu, Shirou discovered that his father was a magus. Typically like any other child, he begged him to teach him, who wouldn't want to be a magus. After a few months of nagging his father nonstop, he gave him and decided to teach him the basics. First thing was to open his magic circuits, something the boy found hard to do for some reason. Things started to get weird a few weeks later, the boy one night came running to his father, saying that he no longer needed to make his circuits in order to use them. Any magus, no matter how esoteric they might be, could easily see the problem. Magic circuits aren't made, they're opened, you're born with a certain amount of circuits, and besides a few rituals that can increase your magic for a period of time, it's impossible to make circuits.

Curious, Kiritsugu asked Shirou what he meant by it. Shirou then went into detail of what he's been doing ever since Kiritsugu started teaching him. Kiritsugu wasn't expecting what Shirou said. Instead of opening his circuits like he was supposed to, Shirou had been creating make-shift circuits with his nerves, and apparently they were permanent now. Kiritsugu came up with a possible theory as to how Shirou did this, he had at one point managed to combine his make-shift circuit into his soul, making it into permanent circuit. Even Kiritsugu could see how much potential Shirou had, even if he were to have a limited repertoire of spells, Shirou would still be a have enough raw power to be in the same league as the magicians themselves! Something like this was above his own skill. Forcing him to call in a favor from an old acquaintance, one that had experience in dealing with similar cases, since she herself was once in a situation similar to Shirou's.


The boy continued his way towards the buildings entrance. The moment the red haired boy made his first step outside of the schools main building, a crashing sound rang through Shirou's very core.

"SWOOSH"

"CLANG"

A few meters away, two people were fighting in the middle of the schools entrance.

No, calling them people would be an insult to them. Those two were warriors.

One was a man that wore a blue full body tight armor suit, blue hair, and a pair of raging blood red eyes. That and the smell he gave off, made him look like a beast in human form. Said man wielded a red two meter long lance. The terrifying aspect of it was its curse, it radiated of death; a lust that could never be fulfilled was trapped in it.

The other was a woman in a silver armor, beneath the armor was an elegant blue dress, said woman had a pair of calm piercing green eyes. Unlike the man, she gave off the image of absolute chivalry, that of a perfect knight. Oddly enough, she wielded an invisible weapon, judging from the way she held her self, it was probably a sword.

"Ahh, that's where the sound came from." Shirou murmured. "Anyways, this has nothing to do with me, and there's nobody that might get hurt that isn't involved." Said the boy, as he glanced at a black haired girl. "Somehow, I'm not surprised." The boy continued walking towards the school exit. "I need to get home already."

After taking a few steps towards the exit, he felt the sensation that a wild beast was approaching him, with the intent to kill.

"Damn, it's that lance guy isn't it" Thought Shirou as he took a glance at the incoming harbinger of death. "Yup, it's him. DAMN! The one time I decide not to get involved with something; that something just has to come sprinting towards me, with a cursed spear nonetheless."

"Oh well, why not"

With a smirk, the boy dashed towards the lance wielder, and said, "Trace On"

"BOOM"

The boy parried, and pushed the man's lance into the ground, forming a small crater between the two of them, the force great enough to propel the dirt into the air, dancing around the two. Within the crater, the boy's weapon held the man's lance in place.

"Understood master, I'll prioritize the boy over Saber and her master. The fact that he managed to stop my attack with less effort than Saber shows how much of a threat he is. Besides, for some reason I already hate this guy, might be the weapon he's using." The man simply obeyed his master's orders.

The man then followed up by using the embedded lance on the floor as leverage to kick the boy. The boy simply raised the rear of the spear upwards to block the kick, forcing the lance to be embedded even further into the ground. The man twisted his body in midair to free his lance and jumped back.

"SWOOSH"

Seconds from landing, he felt a stinging pain in his ribcage as he was pushed back a few meters. The now visible boy had his right arm clenched into a fist, raised facing the man as if showing him what caused him to be propelled backwards.

"What, I didn't even see the boy move, much less attack me."

As soon as the man landed he yelled.

"GAE-BOLG"

"'The heart was pierced, so the lance pierced the heart', well isn't that interesting" Thought Shirou as he saw the attack being activated. The boy smirked, yelling.

"PHOENIX WISH"

As the red lance did the impossible to kill the boy, the golden spear did the impossible to keep its wielder alive. Two opposites, one that brings only death, and the other only brings immortality.

"BOOM"

Both weapons collided. It was over as quick as it started, both weapons returned to their owners grip.

Every one witnessing this event where speechless. The woman wielding the invisible sword had a bewildered look in her face.

The girl near her, who Shirou recognized earlier, seemed confused, as if an impossibility had just occurred in front of her.

The man only frowned.

"The hell, are you trying to piss me of boy." The man growled, whose eyes portrayed a sea of rage, at the red haired boy.

"Now, whatever gave you that idea?" Asked the boy with an amused smile.

Between his hands, the boy held a two meter long golden spear. The spear had a triangular head, under it, a pair of beautifully crafted phoenix wings that extended outwards for half a foot. At the bottom another smaller triangle stretched downwards for half a foot. The spear told the story of a warrior that wished for peace and immortality; only for a bird to grant one of the two wishes to the warrior, cursing him with the immortality he so desired, but peace never came. Only war did. Not even glory.

The man, as soon as the boy had replied, dashed towards him. Only to have his lance bounce back as a purple lightning came from the boys spear as he countered his attack. The boy continued, pushing the man back with each blow, even further blow after blow. To make matters worse, the boy PUNCHED, the lance, causing the man to lose grip on his lance. They boy took this opening to land a blow with his elbow into the man's chest, launching him back along with his lance. Right into the floor.

"How…" Gaped the woman. Her master, the girl beside her, desperately tried to make sense of the event that just occurred in front of her eyes.

Exhausted, the man picked up his lance and readied himself for the next bout between the two.

Regaining her composure, pride took over, and the woman ordered the boy, "Please step aside, this is my fight."

"Well, it was your fight, its mine now. Sorry, but it's not every day when one gets to fight Irelands greatest hero, Cu Chulainn." The boy said with a glow in his eyes as he mimicked the man's stance, with the slight difference that instead of having the lance behind him, he held his spear by his side.

The woman's eyes widened, "HOW? This boy found out Lancer's identity. By the way he said it, it seems he knew from the beginning. Is he also a master? Or another servant?" Wondered the woman as she looked intently at the boy and the beautifully crafted spear he was holding.

"Judging … by your face ... Saber, you weren't made … privy of this till the boy mentioned it huh." The man mentioned to the woman in silver armor. "Really kid, you love pissing me off don't you" Roared the man with an intense frown on his face.

"Hypocrisy must be your forte. You attacked me with the intent to kill, yet get mad at the fact that I defended myself; and to think you're a hero of old." The boy calmly stated as he glared back at the man. "So tell me; why did you just try to kill me."

"You witnessed something you weren't supposed to, and my master ordered me to kill you. You're to dangerous to let live. It's as simple as that kid." The man stated as he readied himself for the incoming battle.

"By that logic, if a defenseless bystander would've witnessed your fight, they'd be dead by now. And you call you're self a hero of old, pathetic. One must never discard the value of life, no matter what. If your creed justifies that, then I'll no longer treat you as a warrior, you trash!" The boy roared the last part as he dematerialized the golden spear.

Faintly Whispered.

"I am he who protects life"

"TRACE ON!"

"DIE!" The man declared as he readied himself to use his weapons strongest attack. An attack that even surpassed the declaration of the elder god, Gungnir.

"GAE"

"SWOOSH"

The boy dashed, No, dashed wouldn't be quick enough. For a lack of a better term, the boy teleported in front of the man, holding a giant silver and black war ax, in his left arm. It had no equal. A man that was betrayed by his own comrades wielded this weapon. He eventually used it to save someone who ended in a similar circumstance as he did. Two tear shaped blades make up the ax, Shirou held it by one end of the blades as he swung it downwards, straight into Gaebolg.

"FATAL ATTRACTION"

"CRACK"

Red lightning engulfed the man's lance as the lance was collapsing in itself. Soon, the lance was twisting and curling in all direction, merely to come to a halt as the weapon shattered to pieces. The man had a pale look on his face.

But the boy didn't stop there, he used the man's distraction to slam him into the ground, embedding him in the process. He then jumped into the air as he dematerialized the giant war ax.

"Trace On"

As soon as those words left Shirou's lips, the boy was holding a giant two handed sword, and four exact copies of the man's prized lance were shot from the boys back.

"THUD"

Not a second later did the four copies of Gaebolg pierced, and ripped the flesh of the man's arms and legs.

"AGGGGG" the man screamed in agony, eyes filled with dripping blood, and a few tears as his pride was completely shattered.

"It's over" The boy declared as the heavy blade that grew heavier with every life it ever took, was swung towards the man's bloodied body.

Before the blade killed its target, the man heard a familiar feminine voice.

"By the power of the command seals, I order you to come to me!" Yelled the desperate voice of a woman.

The man's body was disappearing. Shirou spoke, "You, master of this man, although you wield power, you still harm others. A complete lack of respect to life. From this moment forward, I promise, I shall hunt you down, and exterminate you."

For a brief moment, the owner of the feminine voice shuddered in fear. After seeing the boy fight from the man's eyes, she knew better than to take the boy's proclamation lightly.

Then.

The man was gone.

The boy dematerialized his sword.

"Oh well, I'll find them eventually."

Then a sudden realization came to mind.

"DAMN"

The red haired boy quickly pulled out his phone and sighed in relief.

"8:10 pm, good, I was worried there for a minute. Who knows what'll happen if she got home before I do. Damn, why did I have to go and think about it"! The boy shivered as he stared to walk towards the exit again.

"E ... m ... miya" The dark haired girl, that stood near Saber? Was it, well from what the man said she was Saber. The girl said nearly understandable. "How?"

"How?, how what Tohsaka? You're not making much sense." Replied the red haired boy.

"Emiya?" Thought Saber as she stood between her master and Shirou.

"Emiya was your name, is it not. Why did you do that to Lancer, he deserved better than that!" Demanded Saber with anger clearly visible to her voice. "After making it blatantly obvious which of the two was stronger, you then proceeded to humiliate him even further by destroying his noble phantasm and using it against him."

"Saber was it. That man, as you called him, Lancer tried to kill me for no apparent reason, and he made it clearly obvious that he didn't care who, but any witness was meant to die. If he was willing to kill for such a stupid reason, he deserves to be treated as trash, don't you agree. All who don't appreciate the any value on life, and try to harm it deserve to be treated as such." Shirou spat back with some spite in his words. "By the way Tohsaka, was there something you wanted to ask? Not to be rude or anything but I'm in a bit of a hurry here." Mentioned the boy as his voice returned to normal.

"H... how, no human can fight a servant, much less defeat one as easily as you did. Also you can't place all the blame on Lancer. After all he attacked you since you're a master of the Holy Grail War." Tohsaka said as she regained her usual calm demeanor back.

"Really? Is fighting one of these servants that big of a deal? I've never been able to beat Onee-chan in a fight before, nor that other old guy that I've trained with every once in a while. Besides them, I can't really say much about any other magus for certain." Responded Shirou, "But this whole thing about the Holy Grail War, and me being a master, I honestly have idea what you're talking about."

"Wait, are you saying that you know people stronger than you? 'WHAT THE HELL' Ahg, Never mind that, what do you mean that you don't know about what the Holy Grail War is? Hey Emiya, could you please show me the back of your hands, there's something I want to check." Said the black haired magus.

Shirou just nodded and showed them the back of his hands, while looking at Tohsaka with confusion. "Here look"

"No way, a magus as strong as you must've been selected to fight in the Holy Grail War. 'LUCKY ME!' Saber apologize to him, he's not a master, so he's not affiliated with the Holy Grail War, making his action reasonable." Tohsaka stated as she told saber to apologize to Shirou.

"Understood master, then I must apologize Emiya, I acted harshly. My honor as a knight got the best of me." Saber hesitantly apologized, visibly obvious that it was a forced gesture, not one she actually meant.

"Not a problem Saber. Also, the only thing I can come up with is that these 'servants' are here as a result of this Holy Grail War. I mean first the Hound of Ireland sprints towards wanting to take away my life, then I run into the King of Knights not a second later, that's not normal. Besides what I just inferred, I don't know anything about the war. Hell I've never even heard of it." Stated Shirou.

"Normally I'd be surprised that you found out her identity but after seeing you fight Lancer, it doesn't seem so surprising anymore." Explained Tohsaka. "By the way, Emiya do you want me tell you about the war, since you were attacked by a servant while I was here. It's my responsibility, I was supposed to make sure bystanders weren't involved. Also if possible, could you tell me about your magecraft, and how did you managed to obtain such power." "I knew he was a magus, but not one of this level. He might even be a magician."

"I appreciate the offer, but I need get home as soon as possible. About my magecraft, I don't see the problem in telling you how I got to this level. I know it might sound awkward, but if you want, we can talk on the way home, I'm a bit in a rush here. Also Onee-chan arrives later tonight, she's one of the people who trained me; you could ask her any questions you have. On a side note, she wasn't supposed to visit until another month or two, I'm guessing since she's arriving during this time exactly, she came to tell me about this Holy Grail War." Shirou told Tohsaka as he started to walk towards the exit.

"Alright, I'll come with you. I want to meet this onee-chan of yours, if she's stronger than you, then I'm guessing she's famous within the magus society." Replied Tohsaka as she started following Shirou towards the exit. "It clear that she's as powerful as the magicians, hell I wouldn't be surprised if his onee-chan were to be of the five magicians. If she is, she must be the mysterious user of the first magic, the unknown user of the fourth magic, or the fifth. The fifth… NO, not that monster. WAIT wasn't Shirou terrified of her. FUCK. Wait, any of the five magician would terrify anyone, it doesn't need to be fifth magician. Hope not. Oh well, not going to back away now."

"RIN! You can't be seriously considering trusting this guy are you?" Saber begged Rin.

"Don't worry in school he's always calm, known as a laid back but easy going person that usually helps out the student council by fixing electrical appliances. Also if he wanted us dead, he would've done it by now." Rin explained as she kept on following Shirou.

Saber simply sighed, "Understood master."


"I see, so the Holy Grail is a war between seven masters, each war takes place every 60 years, all master are given three command seals; and each allow you to give your servant an absolute command, like what Lancers master used. In total there's seven classes of servants, Rider, Berserker, Archer, Lancer, Saber, Assassin and Caster, and each of servant is an epic hero from legend. The goal of the war is to take out the other servants, until only one servant is remaining with their master, and the winner gets the Holy Grail. The prize is a wish. It's a lot simpler than I expected." Recapped Shirou as they walked towards his house.

"Emiya, if I may ask, how did you figured out my identity. I'm sure you discovered Lancers identity based on his weapon, but mine's concealed by my invisible air, so how?" Saber asked curiously. "It's been bugging me since the beginning, that and his name, Emiya."

"Well it was somewhat simple. Two facts gave you away, one was that you're sword skill is impeccable, and you had your sword hidden. It means that your sword is famous enough that you'd be recognized if anyone saw it, narrowing down the search to only king Arthur." Lied Shirou, in reality he knew from the moment he saw her. When he first traced Avalon, he saw its accumulated years and saw how its original owner looked like. A woman in silver armor, standing on the top of a hill, leading an army of knights to war.

"I see, makes sense." Replied saber disbelievingly, there had to be more to how Shirou knew of Saber identity.

"By the way, after seeing how strong you are, I have little doubt that it was you now. So I must thank you fo.." before Rin could finish, Shirou interrupted her.

"There's no need to thank me, I simply did it since she's a friend. If you want to thank me, then you can do so by talking to her. She's your sister, no matter what, it's not too late to talk to her. Yeah it might be hard to rebuild your relationship, but if you're truly as thankful as you sounded, then it shouldn't matter. She misses you." Interrupted Shirou. "Also, don't worry, it was a painless process for her, onee-chan was there. Fortunately I can't say the same for Zouken."

"She does? I've been a fool, the end result is worth it." Murmured Rin as she showed one of her rare soft expression.

Noticing her expression, saber decided to simply not ask any questions for now.

During the remainder of the trip to Shirou's place, nobody uttered a word.


As soon as they walked into Shirou's living room, he pulled out his phone and looked at the time.

8:50PM.

"Good, I have more than enough time to make dinner." Gasped Shirou in relief as he walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Emiya, I've been meaning to ask, but, why do you have that thing." Rin asked as she pointed at Shirou's phone.

"But now, another question sprung to mind. What's up with your living room? You have game consoles, a laptop, one of those iPad things, and other crap. It's as if I was in a regular person's house" Rin sounded hysterical, as if everything was a blasphemy towards magic.

"Thing? Don't tell me you're like most mages that are against technology? Technology can be convenient and it's a good time waster for when you're bored." Shirou asked with a blank expression as he took out all of the ingredients he was going to use.

"I am, and you should to, a magus of your caliber shouldn't be using technology. Just use a regular communication spell. And BORED? A magus should always spend their free time trying to improve their magic." Rin stated proudly.

"Well what about whenever I want to make a call to someone that isn't a magus? Also, I'm incapable of using a communication spell. You could say that such a spell is beyond my reach." Shirou argued, while he separated all of the sliced ingredients into groups. "Well so much for being hard to talk to, she seems a rather easy going person."

"You got a poi… WAIT WHAT?! What do you mean by such a spell is beyond your reach. You took on a freaking heroic spirit and WON. DON'T PATRONIZE ME EMIYA!" Protested Rin as she stood up to face Shirou. "Really what kind of crap is this! Is he trying to make a fool out of me!"

"Onee-chan was right, mages are sensitive to these matters aren't they." The boy told himself. "Please Tohsaka don't take it the wrong way, it's the way I am. With the exception of reinforcement, alteration, projection and bounded fields, any other form of magecraft is beyond my reach. Hell, I don't even have a magic crest since I was adopted by my father. This all has a role to play in how I managed to get the power I possess now." Shirou mentioned, trying to calm down Rin as he began cooking dinner.

"WHAT! With the exception of bounded fields, the other three have no potential at all. So PLEASE do explain Emiya." Smiled Rin, a smile that was completely devoid of any friendly gesture, the word please was so full of venom and annoyance. "HOW, he's powerful without a doubt, yet he has no magic crest. He's only a first generation magus but yet he could easily stand in the pinnacle of the magic society."

"Haha, this is exactly what happened a few years ago when I met Barthomeloi, good thing onee-chan was there." Murmured Shirou as he remembered the horrifying experience.

"WAIT, Barthomeloi, as in the QUEEN, how the hell he met her." Wondered Rin as she heard the boy mumble.

"There's no question about it, this boy is the child of my old master, Kiritsugu Emiya. He can't be trusted, he…." A sudden smell stopped Sabers inner monologue. The source was the kitchen, where Shirou was cooking dinner. "… He might not be so bad, indeed, one who cooks like this is no enemy." Shamelessly admitted Saber.

"Well, it all started ten years ago, when my father saved me from the great Fuyuki fire." The boy paused for a moment, as if remembering said event. "Soon after, I regained consciousness inside a hospital and was offered to be adopted by the man who saved me. I had no memory of what happened before the fire with the exception of my name, Shirou. Not an hour later, father ended up dropping on me that he was a magus, someone who practiced magic. Normally, any normal child after finding out that a family member of theirs knows magic, they'd want them to teach them. Which is what happened and I begged my father for a few months until he finally gave in and decided to teach me the basics.

First he told me to open my magic circuits, and that's when it started to get weird. After a few weeks, I went running towards my father to tell him that I had finally been able to use my circuits without making them. Apparently I was doing it wrong, instead of opening my natural circuits, I ended up converting my nerves to makeshift circuits and along the process managed to combine the makeshift circuit with the human soul. Seeing the potential of it, he decided that this was beyond him, and decided to bring in an acquaintance of his. This led me to meet onee-chan, she had a similar issue when she was younger, and she was willing to help me out. She's the one that ended up guiding me on how to best utilize my circuits. For a while my only training was to create as many permanent magic circuits I could every night. Then came combat training and figuring out my element. Also, please understand that she wasn't here at all times, at first she did since creating circuits is a delicate procedure, but after that she came every so often to check up on me. Only actually staying over for a few weeks whenever she had time, or I would go with her for a month, when we were off from school. As a result, I ended up practicing projection wrong, and ended up creating the actual object, and all of its components. This gave birth to Tracing, my main spell.

As for my physical abilities, it's a combination of reinforcement, and a life of constantly having my body flooded with prana, it made my body naturally stronger. That and all of my training with onee-chan and some acquaintance of hers that only comes over out of sheer interest in my abilities." The last part made the boy shiver and he set up the plates. "That's pretty much it, if you want any specific details feel free to ask, or just ask onee-chan once she arrives."

"Creating magic circuits, GOD that's just not fair. Creating magic circuits, plus that tracing skill of his, talk about overpowered….Also this onee-chan of his, she seems more and more interesting every time I hear more of her. Also a bit terrifying." Mussed Rin, as she tried to calm down her mind, everything in his story seemed preposterous, but it did explain how he could rival servants. "I see, that certainly explains most things. Also, you said your skill, tracing, is a version of projection. I see how you would use alteration and reinforcement in combination to your tracing. But what about bounded fields, you said tracing was your main spell, not your strongest. So is something like a bounded field you strongest spell?" Rin asked as she considered the possibilities. "How he would use a bounded field for combat is beyond me, but doubting him would be no less than an insult to his skill."

"Somewhat, you can say that the effect of the bounded field goes back to my tracing." Shirou responded nervously as he placed the food onto the table. "I could only wonder how she would react if she learned about my reality marble, I don't even want to know." Wondered the red haired boy as he place four plates onto table and sat down next to the extra plate. "Let's dig in"

After eating for a few minutes, oddly enough Saber was on her third serving. "I'm guessing it's a servant thing." Mussed Shirou as he saw saber devour her food.

Shirou found it odd that the two of them were eating an extremely different pace, but both still portrayed the image of absolute elegance.

"This is pretty amazing Emiya." Complimented Rin as she kept on eating. Clearly remembering Saber's expression of absolute bliss after she took the first bite of her dinner. "Really, he's a caring person, is a powerful mage that can take on servants, doesn't let it get to his head, and is an excellent cook. That and adding his appearance, he's perfect, his nice sculpted body… NO, NO BAD RIN, BAD RIN, bad thoughts go away… Well maybe, I mean I did like him prior to today, and all of his skills just add to it, so may..." Rin's thoughts where brought to a halt as a sound grabber her attention.

"SPLOOOSH"

"CRACK"

"Shirou! I'm here" Yelled a feminine voice from the front door.

With a smile Shirou got a up and replied, "Welcome home Onee-chan"

After his third step, a woman around Rin's height popped inside the living room. The woman had long brown hair that reached her waist, with a pair of blue aquamarine eyes, and porcelain white skin. She was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans with a small fitting white jacket on.

Rin's face paled at her sight.

"I've missed you Shirou!" The woman said as she jumped towards Shirou and eagerly hugged him.

"I've missed you too Onee-chan!" Shirou replied with a similar expression of joy that the woman wore.

Then sat next to Shirou as she began filling her plate with food.

"Em…m…miya, how?" Rin struggled to ask that one, two word question.

The woman simply gave Rin a look and smirked. Understanding the reason behind her shock.

"Nice to meet you" The woman greeted Rin with a devious smirk.


That about does it for this chapter. Next one will probably be out within a week.