She remembered falling. Descending into the cold from far above.
She opened her eyes and was met by a world of white. Snow fell from the sky, and she was alone. A cold wind blew by and dark trees shook from the air that whirled all around. Huddling into a ball, she shivered, her teeth chattering, her arms bringing her legs as close to her as possible.
Besides feeling the sensations around her, there was resounding emptiness. In her mind, there was only one previous memory. The earliest was of falling. That was all. And then of snow.
Who am I?
What am I?
When she could not answer such simple questions, she couldn't help but feel terror that resonated throughout her being.
Her identity… Just what exactly was she?
Sitting up, water fell from her eyes, and she cried. It sounded like the mix of a song and a screech, an inhumane sound, resonating through the earth. Trees surrounded her, as if to protect her from the harm of external forces.
She wanted to live and not be alone in this cold, empty world.
Her song increased in intensity, as if to draw from the forces of the earth itself. Red lines covered her arms, her legs, her face, her previously empty eyes turning a radiant golden color. Unknown in a world where magic and summoning circles existed, she created a summoning circle out of her own will. One that used her body as a catalyst, the instinct within her to live as a means an incantation, her divinity giving her the mana she needed.
Thus, far in the distance, in an organization known as the Chaldea Security Organization. FATE spun, from within, a blue light flashed with a great intensity, yet there was no servant to be found there. For the servant summoned assisted the cry of its master. For it too was one with nature. This caused panic within the organization, wondering if something was amiss. However, only one servant understood the unusual circumstances, for they happened before, in a previous summoning. That servant's face grew white, before his face becoming more determined.
Do I deserve to be in its presence? That of my best and only friend? But, as if pulled by a string of fate, his body moved, and with his magic, he contacted his master before leaving the headquarters of Chaldea. In a way, his desire to be reunited overpowered the simplest of thoughts and his hesitation.
With a flash of light coming forth from the sky, before the young girl with golden eyes, with forest green hair surrounding emerald green eyes, a servant whose beauty rivaled that of the most beautiful of goddesses appeared, donning a simple cloak of white, appeared. With a gentle smile, it knelt and offered a hand to the young one.
"Are you the master who summoned me?"
Clutching its hand, the young girl could only cry. For she was answered, for her loneliness was swept away.
"So, you are indeed my master, little one. Why do you cry?"
She spoke of her lack of memories, as if she was suddenly born in an alien world. Her terror brought her panic, and fear mixed with despair.
"You are not alone anymore, Master. As I am here." Hugging the girl close to his chest, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, of finally being able to relax and bask in the warmth of another.
This was the start of the journey of a youth and her servant, one wishing to understand her purpose in the world, the other raising that youth before they were faced with saving humanity from certain ruin.