AN: Hello Dear Readers!! this is my first story and I will first admit it myself that my writing skills and vocabulary is severely lacking to properly portray what I want to show you but I still hope you enjoy this read.
The Professor and the Students
Prologue
"Argh!!"..."Call the medic!!"..."My foot!!"..
Multiple shouts of sorrow and grief echoed in the damp battlefield. Panic and fear lingered everywhere. Every soldier moving to do what they can despite the apparent chaos.
"Help me!!" a shout rung out, yet as if nobody could hear it no one even came close to save him. The man was shaken in fear. Trying to calm himself as he removed the dirt and mud covering his face. He looked around and sees a medic trying to resuscitate an unconscious man. He tried calling out but was ignored.
In the battlefield every soldier counts and as such the life of each soldier possess a high value so medics are always needed. But the number of these people are limited that's why they can't attend to everyone and knowing this the higher ups decided to make it so that they help first those they think could still fight and leave those considered incapacitated.
Realizing this, despair filled the man's face. He currently have his left foot but not his right making him right under the incapacitated category. He knew that no matter how much he call out, his turn still won't come and he would probably bleed out and die. 'Not unless somebody else helps him'. Thinking this thought to himself.
'Foolish wishful thinking...as if that kind of situation would happen'. He laughed dryly.
As if being jinx by his words, his good luck or just pure coincidence a strangely dressed man comes toward him.
The man wore a dark tuxedo with a red tie. His hands covered in white gloves and a pitch black robe draped over his shoulders. Though this look would not be weird in a ball or a party but in a warzone it certainly is.
The man stood before him, effortlessly grabbed him and carried him to the nearest safe camp.
The medic seeing them stared at the robed man and then shifted his eyes seeing the man's missing right foot. He was somehow perplexed because of the robed man's clothes but is more perplexed about why the robed man brought an incapacitated soldier knowing that rules tell them to heal those could still be used to fight first. He thought that he must have not known but the man's eyes tell him the opposite. He wondered for a moment if this man is an enemy but there was no bloodlust coming off from him either.
"Stop the bleeding of this man foot" the man spoke with an indifferent voice.
The medic, as if rejecting the notion, frowned. The medic was about to lash at him but was stopped in his tracks when the robed man took out some sort of badge. The face of the medic changed from anger to fear. He hurriedly saluted as if covering his previous disrespect.
The robed man placed the man in an empty bed and medic then started to patch him up. The man closed his eyes, relieved to the unexpected salvation he got.
He was about to fall asleep but then remembered that he still haven't asked the name of the one who saved him. He looked up and tried to search for the robed man but found nothing. He sees the medic that is still healing him, thinking that he might know, and asked.
"Do you know who was it that saved me?"
The medic hearing his question answered. Adoration was apparent from his voice.
"Ah...that was Sir Amidasu, the Professor."
LOCATION: CHALDEA (???)
TIME PERIOD: ???(N/A)
It was a usual day in Chaldea that it happened. Many servants was in their usual places doing their own morning routines.
In a dimly lit room two figures could be seen.
An orange haired girl wearing a white uniform of some sort with a black haired boy wearing a slightly different but same uniform.
"Ritsuka, do you really want to do this?" asked the male seemingly concerned about something.
"Of course, I will do it!!" answered the girl with enthusiasm and a hint of excitement.
"But you do understand that this is the last 17 of our remaining saint quartz right? You can't even do a Simultaneous Summon cause you lack about 13 or so quarts to do it!" he shouted back at her.
"Geez..Fujimaru, would you lower your voice. Romani is gonna find out if you shout that loud." rebutted the girl.
"But you dont under-" before he could finish he was cut by a hand in his mouth "Stop it ok, I'm using it and my decision is final."
"But-"he tried answering, note tried, because Ritsuka is currently looking at him with piercing eyes that could kill.
Seeing that she won't back down, he raise his arms, signing his resignation.
"Ok..ok..you win" was the only words he could say.
Ritsuka was quite satisfied with the answer of her partner little did she know that this moment of satisfaction would be turned to despair followed by a moment of greater satisfaction, one she could only call a miracle.
LOCATION: CHALDEA (???)
TIME PERIOD: ???(N/A)
It was as if a storm has raged and a volcano erupted, destruction was the only thing visible. Flashes of light could be seen moving at ridiculous speeds, loud crashes coupled with explosions that continued to ensue the field.
The whole area was filled with craters as if a meteorite landed and hit the ground with a force enough to shake the place. If a human was in the area they would think a dragon is unleashing its wrath to the world.
A loud ring suddenly broke the cascade of noises filling the place. Two figures could be seen standing opposite to each other. Each armed with a red pulsating spear and glaring at each other with killing intent that one could feel to their bones.
One of them was a woman of impeccable beauty. With a dark black hair and a face as if carved from gemstones she was what would one call a gorgeous beauty. Her slim yet curvy body was covered with a purple-black skin tight suit. The aura of majesty seeps out from her yet a feeling of soul freezing cold comes from her body. It was contradictory but yet she releases both.
The other is the complete opposite of the first. It was a man that radiated the aura of a hunting beast. Being in his presence makes one feel as if being choked by the killing intent gushing out from his body. His hair was that of a dark-blue hue which compliments his skin-tight suit of the same color. His face was filled with lines of what seems to be nerves that stretches to his ripped body.
Both of them keep staring at each other before
a robotic voice resounded in the area.
"WARNING: Due to Multiple Damages in Field, Training shall be forcibly stopped!"
Hearing the voice the woman then releases her killing intent and puts her spear away. She faces the man and says;
"Baka-deshi, the fight is already over so stop emitting that killing intent" she says in a scolding tone.
The man was visibly reluctantly agreeing with her. He twirls his spear before stabing in in the floor. He does what she says and releases his killing intent which cause his face and body to loose tense that seems to remove the pattern of nerves in it just a second ago. His growling face quickly changed to that of a smug look.
"Shishou, your still as strong as always even though your growing ol-" he was cut-off by a punch in his gut. He winced because of the unexpected attack.
"Hahahaha!! Cu-chan your really stupid aren't you? Talking about a woman's age is a big no-no you know" a pink haired girl? came into view. "She" walked and stood right beside the two.
"Astolfo, as if you have the right to say that! Your not even a woman!" Cu rebutted which silenced Astolfo for a moment, "SHE" struggled to find an answer to his words, tears slowly forming in "her" eyes, which placed a smirk in Cu's face.
Which was then erased because of a punch hitting his head. "Manners Setanta!! I didn't taught you how to make a wo-...person cry."
Multiple silhouettes started to appear, walking towards them. One of those was a woman with a blond hair and an immaculate visage. Adorned by armor pieces covering parts of her body and a metal piece that is fitted on her head. She holds a lance of some sort with a piece of cloth attached to it.
"Hound of Ireland, Cu Chulainn, while I do agree to some of your words but such a blunt condescending statement is a little bit too much i think" she then shifts her eyes."And Astolfo, your supposed to be a hero so stop crying." she scolds.
As Astolfo was trying to control "her" tears a figure closes in to "her".
A girl wearing plain white dress that matches her silvery white hair and oddly enough looks godly in it despite the attire's apparent simplicity.
"Yeah Astolfo, as Jeanne says you are a hero" she says while holding "her" face. "So, dont cry anymore" she says as she wipes "her" tears.
It was a wonderful scene. Two(Technically one) maidens, one crying and one comforting the other. It was a scene that showed the purity of humanity.
"Thank you Marie-Chan, anyways do any of you know where are the masters?" says Astolfo after recovering.
"Come to think of it...Yeah..where are they? I haven't seen them since this morning. Do you know Marie?" asks Jeanne.
"I'm sorry, I don't know"
"I think I have seen them together just a while a ago, though I didn't ask where they were going"
"Shishou, they are probably doing..well..you know...that thing..."
Scathach, seemingly understanding what he's insuating, silently ponders the possibility of it being true.
"What thing?" Meanwhile, the 3(again technically 2) pure maidens asks.
"They are saying that those two might be doing sensual activities, you three" said by a white haired, tan skinned, silver eyed man wearing a black skin tight suit and a red shroud draped over his shoulders and waist.
"Ah! Emiya-Chi, Hello!!" says Astolfo.
"Stop calling me that Astolfo, it irritates my ears hearing that."
"Wait!! What do you mean by that Emi-..Archer?" asks Jeanne.
"It means what it says Holy Maiden, Lancer here is saying that they might be having...well sex.."
An awkward silence dawned on them and though it was only brief it felt like it lasted for hours before Astolfo broke it by saying...
"Lets find them!!"
Suprisingly everyone noods and agrees.
LOCATION: CHALDEA (???)
TIME PERIOD: ???(N/A)
Meanwhile, in the location of the two masters that the servants are looking for*
The once dimly lit room in now covered with a shining bright halo of light from a cross shaped metal on the floor. It looked like an angel has descended and is now on the process of delivering a divine messege.
A girl looks at this scene with great anticipation and behind her is a boy who is clearly disturbed by something.
Surrounding flickers of light gathered to form three rings of light. The girl face was turned to that of great joy and excitement, as if she was given the present she wanted for christmas.
The three rings then converged to a point and blinding light gushed forth. As the light settled down three blades in somewhat a shape of a cross was in ground. The three blades was releasing a green hue of aura.
Seeing this, a look of great sadness and disappointment dawned to the girl's face but in contrast a look of expectation was present in the visage of the boy.
"Ritsuka, as I expected this was really a bad choice." the boy says as he looks towards the girls back.
"Fujimaru!!" *the girl looks towards him* "Why does it do that?!!" she shouts.
"Uhmn...well..RNG?" Fujimaru answers after a second of thought.
"But!! But!! Its was flashing with three rings!! You would usually get a good servant or at least a good Essence right!! So why?!!" she shouted again.
"I don't know!!...In fact asking me that question is really not a smart choice since I myself don't know the answer."
She pouts with a little bit of tears in her eyes*
"And besides your the one with better luck stats between the two of us so I don't really think you should say that to me considering you summoned most of our higher ranked servants, It only sounds like your bragging about how much you get what you want all the time to me you know?"
Ritsuka was silenced by his words. She could'nt find any retorts or excuses she could say.
Silence dawned between the two of them.
Which was then promptly broken by Fujimaru by saying...
"So what's your plan now? You only have one summon left, are you gonna still continue?" and probably waste the last saint quarts we have, Fujimaru thought in his mind.
Ritsuka was silent. She knows what Fujimaru is thinking, she's not that stupid to not know of it.
As if in great pain she grits her teeth and look back towards the metalic cross. She throws 3 bizzare shaped things which had numerous colors as if that of a rainbow. The three quarts fell and the metalic cross once again shined a dazzling light.
Like that of a video being replayed, an almost identical scene happens. Once again three rings forms from the flickering lights but this time Ritsuka's face wasn't that of excitement. It was akin to that of a person praying for a miracle they wish to happen. A prayer that didn't went unanswered.
The three lights converged once again in a single point and light again bombarded the room.
As the light settled down a man wearing a black suit and a similar black cape coupled with a with a red tie and white gloves appears in front of them. The face was certainly that of a man but what was attention catching was his red hair and golden hue eyes.
The man then looks at them with an analyzing eye. After a few seconds he bows and says...
"Emiya Shirou Amidasu, summoned under the Ruler Class, pleased to meet you masters"
AN: I'm very sorry that this is so short but I could not help but stop in the iconic summoning part of probably every first episode of every Fate anime(excluding Carnival Phantasm,probably I can't really remember). Anyways thank you for reading see you in the next chapter.