Disclaimer: I do not own Fate/Stay Night or its characters. Actually, none of these people portrayed in this story are mine. Except one. My OC. Heh!
Chapter 1 (told from my OC POV)
The stars glitter brightly in the night sky, like diamonds on a black cloth, contrasting and making them look even brighter. Looking at them always made me smile. They always remind me of my friends. Above all, they also remind me of my contracts, and my need to fulfill them. As I lay down on the roof of a particular house I decided to "drop by", I closed my eyes to invite the sight of darkness once more, and the bonds I have forged through the contracts I made. I always feel them in my heart, through the gate impaled in me.
The sounds of metal clashing with one another brought me back to reality. One of my scouts, a Genocide from my numerous pacts, landed beside me and reported the situation to me. The Genocide, Flawed, stood at about 4 feet and was shaped like a humanoid bird. The tips of its legs were pointed and burned of an eerie white flame. Its wings shaped its hands and are capable of turning to claws.
I just shook my head and dismissed it along with the other Flawed legions and its card appeared in front of me in the air. I do not have much time, so I snatch the card and leapt from roof to roof to reach the destination, where the Masters are fighting with their Servants.
Just to explain, the Genocides are my contracted legions that I have raised from the depths of history. They are fallen emotions, brought together with a fusion of skills and power. There are seven Genocides the world is able to grant and contract. I have six. And I am here for the final one. The most powerful in history. But enough of that.
I squatted firmly on the telephone pole watching the Servants fighting for their Masters. I had observed them and know them by memory. The orange haired boy is Shirō Emiya, the Master of the Servant Saber, the blonde hair woman parrying the strikes of another enormous Servant, Berserker. I must say that I am impressed at her skills as a swordsman for standing up to Berserker. I am also equally fond of Berserker's Master, Ilya, for her capacity to summon Berserker. My eyes wondered around the battlefield and landed on a young girl with black hair, wearing a red coat, Rin Tōsaka.
My, she always wears red, and it's always so bright.
The battle took a turn when Rin decided for a direct assault against Ilya but Berserker blocked it. I was thankful I didn't have to reveal myself. But I knew it was all too soon that I have to blow my cover.
In quick succession, Saber went down on her knees after defending Rin and Berserker raising his weapon for the final blow. I then saw the inconceivable, the Master running to protect the Servant. Shirō ran to protect Saber. I was very amused by his actions. It enforced what I have thought about him.
Time I stepped in.
In my minds eyes, the contract-cards spiraled around me and when I found what I needed, I grabbed it and called out its name.
"Be his shield, Arrogance"
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A/N: This is actually my first fanfiction. Heh. Anyways, some may notice that I took some elements from some other places. I disclaim all of them.