So I have Hope from Tales of Shadows as a Master. This takes place a month after the end of Tales of Vesperia. Hope is 20 and has the same sword, but she is wearing a black T-shirt and blue shorts. Mana-powered blastia are present, and Hope uses variations of them.

I watch the Ufotable Fate/stay night: Unlimited Blade Works English dubbed, which is what this story has some references from. Hope is paired with Lancer. He's my favorite Servant, especially after he hit Shinji in the head with his tracking rune, punched the asshole into some crates, threw him into the crates, called him a douchebag(thank you), and lightly stabbed him(I bet it would have been deeper if he hadn't used his energy on Kirei and Shinji with his fatal wound.)


At Ryudou Temple, Lancer was holding his Master up. She was drained of mana from using so many spells. The other six Servant surrounded the two, except their skin was a blackish-gray. Blood ran down Lancer's face from a previous cut from Saber's sword.

"Finally here," Lancer's Master, Hope, panted, looking behind the warrior. Assassin took a step forward and Lancer tensed. Hope shook her head. "Not now. It's time to retreat."

The man grit his teeth, but followed Hope's order. After the last war, a rip in the fabric of space had appeared in the spot where Excalibur had been used to destroy the Grail. The six Corrupted Servants kept attacking Lancer and Hope, and they decided to use the rip as a means of escape.

As Berserker swung his ax down on the two, Lancer picked up Hope and jumped through the rip.


"Where the hell are we?" Were the first words out of Hope's mouth. She and her Servant were in a giant forest. She noticed the sun was setting. "We'd better find someplace to sleep."

"Hopefully we're not too far from a town," the demigod said.

And they weren't. Lancer picked Hope up bridal-style and ran through the forest, since she was too tired to do so herself. Some skirmishes with wolves later, they were out of the forest and saw large walls surrounding a town. As they went in it, Lancer glanced at the woman.

"Should I change to modern clothes?"

"Doesn't look like it. I saw a group of people wearing armor. Kinda weird, though. I wonder where we ended up."

After talking to someone in front of a few tents, they learned the needed to pay with something called gald.

"Shit!" Hope hissed. She rubbed the back of her head. "We don't have any."

The person inhaled. "Fine. You guys can stay just one night for free. But don't tell anyone else I did this!"

"Thank God!" Hope sighed and practically dove into the indicated tent.

Lancer grinned, following her in. "Ya sure are eager."

"It'll be nice to recharge my mana," she said, settling her head down in the pillow.

"I hope yer ready fer some fun!" Lancer climbed over her, a wolfish grin on his face.

"Not right now. I'm too tired." Lancer's face dropped and he sighed, falling on the spot right next to the mage, pulling his portion of the blankets over him.

"Yer no fun sometimes, ya know?"

"Whatever." Hope looked at the back of her right hand. The Command Seals were shaped like the outline of an hourglass with a circle in the center. The top half of the hourglass was faded, with only two Command Seals left. She had used one during an encounter with the Corrupted Servants. One, Caster, was out in the open and Lancer rushed at her, full of bloodlust and not checking his senses. But Hope had picked up the other five waiting in an ambush. She forced the man to stop and saved him from getting his head taken off.

Hope summoned a lancer-class Servant almost immediately after her Command Seals appeared. Apparently, it was in time, too. The Grail was corrupted and it spewed out the Servants from the last war. However, the Corruption had taken over their minds and they seemed hell-bent on killing Lancer, probably because he was the only sane Servant, but the Gail supplied them with mana. However, his connection to the Grail made a little Corruption appear on him, starting at the neck, and spread slowly. Luckily, Hope found a way to sever his connection to the Grail and still remain in the world, feeding off Hope's mana. His Corruption receded and he wouldn't fade after the Grail War was finished, as long as Hope continued to supply him with mana, but her Command Seals would. However, the war wouldn't be over until one Servant-Master pair remained, so Lancer and Hope fought so it would be them.

Hope glanced over at her Servant as he sat up, stripping down to his boxers and taking the clasp out and the earrings off, setting them in a pile next to him.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" she snarled through clenched teeth.

"Gettin' comfy," he said like it was totally normal.

Hope rolled her eyes. "You can be such a baby. I told you I'm too tired for sex!" she almost shouted as Lancer wrapped his arms around his Master, pulling her to his chest.

"I jus' wanna cuddle with ya," he murmured. Hope let out a string of curses and gave up, curling up as close to him as she could.

"You're lucky you're handsome, or I would've punched you into next week."

The demigod smirked. "So I can get away with anythin'?"

"Don't push it!"


The next morning, Hope awoke to a bunch of blue hair in her face.

"Dammit, Cu Chulainn!" she spat, brushing the hair out of her face. Most of the night, her Servant was snoring right in her ear, so she was in a foul mood.

She nudged the still-sleeping spearman. "Time to wake up, Setanta you lazy ass!" When the man didn't stir, Hope pushed his again, harder. "Get up!" Nothing. She leaned close to his ear. "WAKE UP DOG!"

Red eyes shot open, and the man almost jumped out of his skin and sat up immediately. Hope leaned back with a satisfied smirk on her face. Lancer snapped his head over to her, glaring.

"Yer evil, ya know?"An' don't call me a dog!

"Yeah, yeah. Get dressed. We need to find out where we are."

The two split up, asking around for their location. Hope learned they were in a place called Deidon Hold, but still didn't know how far from Fuyuki she and Lancer were. When she asked, she got weird looks. After a while, the two met up again.

"I found a world map," Lancer said. "But ya won't like what it says."

"I don't like the sound of that."

"Take a look at where we are." Hope leaned over and looked at the map. She almost passed out when she saw what the lands were part of.

"Terca Lumires," she groaned. "We're in another fucking world. Talk about a shitty piece of news."

"I don't think it's too bad," Lancer chimed. "We have a chance to explore another world!"

Hope glared at him. "I don't see everything as rainbows and moonbeams like you do. In case you forgot, we're being hunted!"

Lancer frowned at her. "First: I do NOT see everythin' like that! Second: We're in another world, so we're safe from the other Servants!"

"If they went into the rip, they could end up here as well!"

An annoying alarm broke up the fighting. Hope looked at the town's gate. A giant cloud of dust had formed, with several beasts charging at it, led by a large one.

"Fuck..." was all Lancer said.

Hope's eyes widened at that scene. "Even someone like you couldn't handle all of those."

Once the gate closed, Lancer sighed. "It seems we hafta go the other way fer help."

But as the two turned, Hope bumped into someone, knocking her and the person down. "Sorry 'bout that!"

The person she ran into was a woman with orange hair, purple eyes, and wearing armor with a blue-and-white tunic. "It was partially my fault. I was in a rush to track the unseasonable movements of the Lord of the Plains," she said. After Lancer helped the two women up, both brushed themselves off before the woman took off again.

As the two left town, Hope murmured, "Something about her made me want to hit her."