Hi there! I'm new to the fandom and for now, the only pairings are Fem Enkidu x Gilgamesh and Irisviel x Kiritsugu. I looked for mistakes, but I don't know if I fixed them all. If there are any, please review and tell me or PM me. This is the first fanfiction I've written for Fate/Zero, so I apologize in advance if the characters are OOC. Please give me all the criticism you want. I am always striving to get better at writing. Just please don't give flames. 0.0 Also, the title is terrible, so if anyone has a suggestion, I would really appreciate it.
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Fate/Zero, because if I did, Lancer would not be forced to commit suicide.
Lancer POV
I was walking to school and it was any other ordinary day. The sun was shining, a breeze was blowing, and there were a horde of girls that incessantly followed me around. All because of that accursed love spot. "Yo, mongrel. Why are all those girls following you around when they should be following me, the King of Heroes," a certain someone drawled.
I smiled as I turned around to face Gilgamesh. Yes, his name is actually Gilgamesh and it isn't a nickname. He had the misfortune of being named after the first king of Babylon. Or, in his case, he was fortunate. He constantly called himself the "King of Heroes" and the number of his fans were almost as high as mine. "No greetings, Gil? Also, don't you have Enki?"
"Why should the King be greeting a lowly mongrel like you? You should be bowing down and showering me in praise. And it doesn't matter if I already have a girl, I am the king. I should be allowed to have as many fans I want."
Gilgamesh is quite the interesting character. Though it just made him all the more popular with the girls, though no one knows why. Suddenly, I was pushed through by a blonde girl with her face in a book. And to her misfortune, Gilgamesh was too. "Mongrel!" Why does he use that word so much? It must appear in every two sentences. "You shall not give disrespect to your king. Bow down and apologize," Gil bellowed.
The chattering crowd around us silenced as they watched the events with intrigue. The girl turned around and stared at Gil, her face devoid of emotion. As she did so, I took in her appearance. She was quite petite with a small stature and her greens eyes were reminiscent to emeralds. Her hair was a fine gold that shone in the sun and was styled into a bun. "Who declared you as king? There is no such monarchy in the school, nor the United States. Unless you have had a coronation with the bishop crowning you, I will never address you as king," she spoke. Her voice was soft, with a soft accent of an English person, but it was firm with authority.
Everyone gaped as she retorted to the self-acclaimed king of Fate Academy. I saw that Gilgamesh's fists were clenched. That was not a good sign. "Who are you, little lioness?" Gil demanded. Little lioness? Where did he get that?
The girl's eyes narrowed as she spoke. "My name is Arturia Pendragon. I would be quite delighted if you did not call me 'little lioness'."
Arturia Pendragon. That rang a bell somewhere in my head. "The King of Knights?" Someone gasped.
Ah, that was it. She's the captain of the fencing team here. Or as everyone called it, The Knights of Fate Academy. Though I don't get why she's called the "King of Knights" when she's actually a girl. I've heard rumors that she's the best of the best in the entire United States. According to Kiritsugu Emiya, the boyfriend of Arturia's best friend, she could be going to the olympics after she graduates. Though no one knows if that's true or not. With Kiritsugu, you could never be sure if he's telling the truth, or lying in deception. Everyone calls him "the spy" for a reason.
Gilgamesh sneered at her. "Well, little lioness, it seems like you have some fire in you. I will enjoy extinguishing it."
She never stopped her gaze as he sauntered off into the school. When he was gone, she sighed in exasperation. She directed her stare to you. "Will you be demanding that I call you king too?" She asked in that soft, lilting tone of hers.
I shook my head. "No. Gilgamesh is unique in that way. He has a personality that no one else possesses."
The edges of her mouth turned up the slightest bit and her eyes warmed a little. "I know someone who is exactly like him."
That statement intrigued me. "Really? Who?"
"No one you know, nor will you ever know," she replied, the coldness in her eyes back. She walked into the academy, a large cube brick building with two long rectangles connected to it.
Everyone around me broke into chatter when she left and entered the building. Soon, the bell indicating that school has started rang, and everyone went inside. When I sat down in homeroom, I heard little bits and pieces of conversation about how the King of Knights had challenged the King of Heroes. "Diarmuid, my friend! Did you hear how the King of Knights challenged Gil? And she's only a little girl too," a deep voice behind me boomed.
I turned around and grinned. "Iskander, when did you get back?"
The large, burly teenager behind me grinned, his brown eyes sparkling. "Well," he said as he smoothed out his fiery red goatee, "I came back about three days ago. Studying abroad in Macedonia was invigorating. I met a brilliant sixteen year old there named Waver Velvet. He promised that he would be coming here to study abroad sometime. When he comes, I'll make sure to introduce you to him. Anyways, did you hear about Gil and the King of Knights?"
"Yes, I was there myself," I answered.
His eyes gleamed as he inquired me about what happened. I explained to him how Arturia Pendragon had mistakenly shoved past Gilgamesh and their exchange. "Hmmm," he rumbled, "Arturia Pendragon is usually quiet and speaks to no one except for the fencing team, The Round Table, her best friend, Irisviel Von Einzbern, and Irisviel's boyfriend. Her grades are perfect, and there has never been someone that passed her in school rankings. There have been people that have reported that she never shows emotion to anyone. She has never fully smiled before, nor has she frowned. She is mysterious in all ways."
Mysterious is definitely an adjective to describe her. I pondered what I heard throughout the morning. Then, lunch happened.
Saber POV
I never knew that someone could be so arrogant as my cousin. Well, it seems like I was proven wrong by Gilgamesh, the King of Brats. Throughout the morning, I was constantly bugged by my fellow classmates about the "showdown" between Gilgamesh and I. And now, it was finally time for lunch. "Turia," I heard someone sing in a sweet voice.
"Hi Irisviel," I said, smiling slightly.
The German girl with shimmering white hair and innocent red eyes walked up to me. "What's this I hear about my best friend facing off with the King?"
I sighed. It seems like even Irisviel heard about this. Even though her boyfriend is Kiritsugu Emiya, the spy of the school, she never hears gossip. I think that Kiritsugu had somehow made sure that no gossip would reach her. However, the Japanese man couldn't prevent her from hearing this. "Yeah," I groaned, "I bumped into Gilgamesh by accident, and he goes crazy."
She giggled, her voice tinkling like bells. It attracts the attention of every boy in a ten feet radius and they automatically look towards Iri, ignoring me. Sometimes, I wonder why she and I could be best friends. She's completely feminine and delicate looking, and I'm a tomboy and muscular. But we just fit together somehow, just like how she and her boyfriend fit together even though they're complete opposites. We continued down to lunch, where we sat with Kiritsugu, Maiya, and the rest of the fencing team. Bedivere, the vice captain of the team, looked at me as soon as I sat down. "Turia, what is this that I hear about you and Gilgamesh?"
I groaned for the unpteenth time and briefly explained what happened. The team listened and Lancelot commented on how I was like a little lioness.I complained to them about the teasing and they just laughed it off. I glared at Lancelot for the little lioness comment and he just grinned at me. All of us just talked about our day so far and laughed about my annoyance at Gilgamesh. I turned red as they poked fun at the piece of hair that popped up no matter what I did with it. I couldn't get mad at them though. After all, they were basically my family. Plus, they did this daily.
Near the end of lunch, Gilgamesh and his gang of nitwits came over and started poking fun at my fencing team. We just sat there and stared daggers at them. Then, the nitwits made a fatal mistake; they made fun of Irisviel. They made fun of how she has red eyes and how she has white hair. Iri trembled as she tried not to show her sadness. Right away, every member of the team shot and moved towards the long bags they carried. The ones that carried their sabres, foils, and èpèes. The nitwits paled as they realized what they had done and ran away, only to find Kiritsugu and Maiya behind them. The entire team surrounded them and everyone in the Cafeteria stopped eating and talking to watch the action. They begged for mercy, but we did not give it to them. Just as we were going to attack them, the guy with that beauty spot under his eyes stepped forwards. "Stop it!" He commanded, his baritone voice rumbling.
Everyone looked at him, and he continued. "There is no need for violence. As the Knights, you should have the honor and chivalry to compromise by talking, and not attacking innocent and unarmed people."
Gawain raised an eyebrow. "You do realize that we are not actually knights, right? It's just a name for the fencing team. And they aren't innocent. They started to make fun of Irisviel."
The black haired boy directed his attention to what he said. "Yes, they did some wrongdoing and should be punished. However, violence is not the solution. Why don't they apologize and everyone just calm down?"
"Fine," Bedivere sighed. He faced the group of people, cowering and said, "If you apologize, we will forget this matter and will not seek revenge."
A blonde boy standing in front of a girl with red hair bowed and said, "We are sorry to have caused this trouble. We, Kayneth and Sola-ui, ask for your forgiveness."
"We accept it. Just remember this: if you ever insult one of our friends again, you shall have our wrath," I threatened.
Everyone cleared out and the red haired girl, Sola-ui, ran to their black-haired savior. "Thank you Diarmuid. You saved Kayneth and me. How can I ever repay you?"
His name is Diarmuid, I see. He seems to have a strong moral code. Diarmuid smiled and replied, "There is no need for thanks. I am only doing what seems right."
Kayneth went over to Sola-ui and forcefully pulled her away. "Thank you for the help. I would appreciate it if you did not steal my girlfriend though," he seethed.
Wanting to get away from all the drama, my team, Irisviel, Kiritsugu, Maiya, and I all left the cafeteria to go to class. My next class was math and the events in the cafeteria continued to flood my mind. Throughout the day, I couldn't keep my mind off of what Diarmuid said about honor and chivalry. Though we aren't formally knights, he was right. We should still uphold our morals against unnecessary violence. I am called the King of Knights for a reason.
So, what did you think? Please R&R. I would love to hear what you think and how I can improve.
