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This is an idea that I have been playing with for a while. I'm a huge fan of Fate, especially the movie, and I keep thinking how well suited a certain CG character is to take part in this battle royal. On a side note although at the moment this story is focusing on Fate/Stay, it might spill over into the rest of the type moon world in future.

Chapter 1: Everyone Has a Wish

Fuyuki was a city that was dogged with misfortune. It was now going through the process of rebuilding for the second time in ten years.

The first time was when the great fire 10 years ago had destroyed much of the city, causing massive destruction to both property and life. The city had barely started on the road to recovery when the Holy Brittannian Empire had launched its invasion of Japan. The invincible Brittanian army, spearheaded by their new weapon, the Knightmareframes, had smashed through the Japanese defenses and brought the nation to its knees with contemptuous ease. Fuyuki had been one of the many battlefields where the JSDF had clashed with the invaders. And when the dust had cleared the newly rebuilt city had been reduced to rubble and its surviving population deported to the ghettos.

However, despite everything that has happened, the people of Fuyuki had refused to give up on their city. Almost as soon as Japan had regained its independence the rebuilding of old Fuyuki had begun, and by now the City had begun to raise its head and regain some of its former beauty.

So it was perhaps sad that once again everything the people here had built up was going to be endangered, as now Fuyuki was about to be the site of yet another battle.

The small church was located in the forests surrounding Fuyuki, having been left abandoned ever since the invasion of Japan almost a decade ago. The roof was missing tiles, vines were climbing up the walls and the surrounding yard was filled with weeds. The local wildlife had taken up residence both in the church and in its grounds, making use of the natural shelters provided them by the absent humans.

So if anyone had been there to watch, they would have been surprised at the sight of a car pulling up to the front door of the church, having followed the overgrown road that lead up to the building through the forest. A figure hopped out of the drivers seat, dressed in a long gray trench coat and wearing a cap that cast a shadow over its face, and briefly turning back to the car to pull out several large cardboard boxes, moved with purposeful strides to the church door, struggling for a moment to balance the boxes to get the door open.

Inside the church all the trappings of religion was long gone, and in their place was something else. On the floor of the church was drawn what any student of magecraft would have recognized instantly, a mystic circle. Used by Magi in their numerous summoning rituals.

The person unceremoniously dumped the cardboard boxes on the dusty floor of the church and rummaged in them for a moment before turning their attention to the mystic circle. Only this time instead of the boxes something else was held in its hands, a white robe, the white almost hidden under the dull red of of dried blood.

The Tohsaka household was one of the few that had had escaped the almost total destruction visited upon Fuyuki by the Britannians. Even during the occupation the fortunes of the family flourished as the Tosaka were one of the first to become Honorary Britannians and reap all the benefits that came with the status.

Inside the Tohsaka mansion, the current head of the family, Rin Tohsaka, had locked herself in the houses spacious basement, and was currently standing in front of the massive mystic circle inscribed on the floor. A young girl of teenage years, right now small beads of sweat were running down her face and her eyes bore a look of feverish intensity as she checked and rechecked her preparations, going over her notes one moment and then running over to check the giant circle the next. A number of the jewels her family had carefully hoarded over the years had been placed around the circle, both to strengthen Rin's summoning and to give it a power boost. Rin Tohsaka was a woman who did not relish the prospect of failure and she was determined to do everything in her power to not only safeguard against failure but to guarantee her success.

A long way from Japan, in the dark forests of what used to be the EU, lay Einzbern Castle. Like the Tohsaka Mansion, the Einzbern's ancestral home had escaped the great wars that had swept the land by the dual virtues of its isolated location and the magecraft of the inhabitants. One of the many buildings that made up the giant estate was the private chapel of the Einzbern's. It was a small building, nothing more than a rectangular building with a slanted roof and topped by a small spire. It stood on its own in the castle grounds, making a stark contrast next to the giant castle.

It was in this chapel that Illya von Einzbern stood, in the exact same place where her father had stood a decade ago. She was both determined and driven. She planned to succeed where her parents had failed and have satisfaction for the abandonment and neglect that had been her lot in life for years.

Her small round child's face set in a look of intense concentration, the little homonuclus moved forwards with confidant strides up to the giant mystic circle that had been drawn on the floor of the church.

Unlike the Tohsaka, the Matou family hadn't been so lucky during the Britannian invasion. Their property destroyed, their lives endangered, the family had been forced to flee to the homeland of their ancestors. And they had remained in Russia until after the occupation of Japan was over. And even after the Matou family had returned to Fuyuki, their old home and much of their wealth was long gone. To the shame and anger of the head of the clan, they had been forced to purchase property in the newly built suburbs like any other middle class Japanese family. Zouken Matou, the almost serpentine looking head of the Matou clan, dealt with his displeasure at their circumstances by taking out his frustrations out on the rest of his family, enforcing a regime of terror and fear in the house as if he was a miniature version of the late unlamented emperor.

Sakura Matou was currently in the ideal position to feel the full force of the old mans displeasure as she worked frantically to finish her own mystic circle. The old man offered no help other than the occasional criticism, but the girl could feel the old mans glare boring into her back as she nervously ran over the process in her head once again to ensure that she will make no mistakes, especially not where her adopted grandfather could see.

Kotomine Kirei stood at the window of his personal study, a small room at the back of the Kotomine Church, his hands clasped behind his back, his face serene as he watched the moon rise above Fuyuki. He knew the war was about to begin. The Holy Church had already informed him that the founding families were on the move, preparing once more to fight their bloody Battle Royal. Indeed he had verified for himself that his once student Rin was all but ready to begin her summoning. He had already decided it was prudent to stay away from the founding families for now, and was using all his resources to identify and track down the other four masters. He had plans, and for his plans to proceed smoothly he needed to find a master quickly. Preferably one who was inexperienced and untrained in the ways of the magi.

But Kotomine Kirei was not phased about his lack of progress so far. Where another man would have been nervous and redoubled his efforts, Kotomine Kirei plowed onward with the same machine like efficiency with which he handled every other task he set his mind to. Besides, it was not as if Kirei was in danger of loosing even if his initial plan failed, he had a trump card that all but guaranteed successes. A trump card that even now approached from behind him, his golden haired reflection becoming visible to Kirei in the window.

"So, war is upon us once more" The golden haired young man drawled, his clear charismatic voice seeming to resonate in the small room, very different from the quiet near monotones voice of the priest that answered him.

"Yes, I have just gotten confirmation, within the next few days we should see the majority of servants summoned, And then..." Kirei's eyes glinted in the moonlight. "We can go to work"

"About time" The golden youth smirked. "It was getting pretty boring in here, just waiting"

"Patience is one of the paramount virtues of a king" Kirei reminded his companion, his lips almost curving into a smile.

"Heh, do not seek to instruct me on kingship Kotomine" The young mans grin turned into a smirk. "A king should not be kept waiting, especially not by these mongrels who call themselves heroes and their so called masters. Ah well, at the very least I can hold out some hope that this wars crop will have someone worthy of my weapons"

"I hope you will get your wish" Kirei turned away from the window and came face to face with the golden haired young man. "King of Heroes"

In isolated locations across Fuyuki city, half a world away in the dark pine forests of Germany, and in other secret places scattered throughout the world, the prospective masters stood ready before their mystic circles.

Some shaking with nervousness, some all but quivering with excitement, others trying to hide behind an emotionless mask and still others calmly confident of success.

The chant spilled out from all their mouths as prana spilled from their magic circuits, causing the every single circle to light up with ghostly blue light.

"A base of silver and steel"

"A foundation of stone and the archduke of contracts"

"Hear me in the name of my ancestor, my great master Schweinorg"

Rin Tohsaka stood proud and erect, her hands lifted before her and her palms facing outwards, speaking the words she had practiced a hundred times over as her heart pounded in her chest.

"Let the falling winds be as a wall"

"Let the gates in all four directions close"

"From the crown, come fourth and follow the forked road to the kingdom"

Even though she held an open book in her hands with the invocation written on it, Rin Tohsaka didn't once glace down at it, she had read the chat so many times she could have said it in her sleep.

"Fill fill fill fill fill!"

"Repeat every five times"

"Simply shatter once filled"

The dark basement that Sakura and Zouken Matou stood in was illuminated by the ghostly blue light coming off the circle, Sakuras expression looking almost frightened and the old man looking even more snakelike in the eerie light.

"I hereby propose!'

"My will shall create thy body, and thine blade shall forge mine destiny!"

"Abiding by the summons of the holy grail"

"If thou dost accede to this will and reason"

"Then answer me!"

At just the right moment Rin opened her free hand to reveal another gem nestled in her palm. Slowly she tilted her hand, letting the tiny thing drop into the glowing circle.

"I hereby swear, I shall become all that is good in this eternal world!"

"I will be the disposer of all that is evil in this eternal world!"

In the abandoned church, the chant rang off the empty walls, the voice of the summoner clear and fearless, gaze fixed upon slab of stone that was once the alter upon which laid the bloody robe, like a prayer was once more called out to the heavens from this place built for worship.

"But let thine gaze be clouded with madness!"

Illya's eyes shone with determination as she almost shouted out the chant in her child's voice.

"Thou who art trapped in a cage of madness!"

"And I who doth hold thine chains!"

The light coming from the circles grew so much that it was almost impossible to look at them with a naked eye as a whirlwind of prana swirled and roiled inside. The air above the circles seeming to almost shimmer and distort as if it was a mirage or heat haze as the power of both Grail and magi sought to rip apart the very fabric of the world to bring the worlds long dead heroes back to fight on her soil once more.

"Thou clad in the great trinity"

"Come fourth from the circle of constraint"

"Thou guardian of the heavenly scales!"

The final words of the chant were called out, and the power trapped within the circles reached an apex. Enough power to rewrite the very laws of life and death that governed this world, and make a miracle happen.

"Heed my call, and come fourth from the Throne of Heroes!"

In the abandoned church, the trench coat wearing figure spread its arms wide and threw its head back as the very earth almost shook from the power coming off the circle.

"My Black King!"

The summoning circles exploded in flashes of blue-white light and smoke, momentarily blinding even Magus eyes. When the light had receded and smoke cleared the summoners slowly lifted the hands that covered their eyes and looked upon the results of their labor.

Illya gazed in wonder at her champion.

Rin was staring in drop jawed shock at the figure before her.

Sakura had collapsed to her knees in exhaustion with the effort of summoning as the shadowy figure stalked out of the circle.

And in the small abandoned church, the summoner was watching the man approaching her with a small smile on her face.

He gently took one of her hands in his own and bowed over it, elegant and courtly, in a manner that would have been at home in any of the noble courts of the world.

"I hear and obey, my immortal witch"

End of chapter 1

There you have it. Please tell me what you think of the idea and the story. So a new master servant pair is competing in this Grail War. Also can anyone guess what our protagonists class is? :)

PS: And if any of you are reading my geass/bleach fic, yes this was what i was doing instead of working on its next chapter. Sorry :(