The sun casted its "good morning" rays upon a sleeping couple. A guy, in his early twenties, slept soundly. A girl to his right groaned as she shifted slightly.

Her bedmate opened his eyes, smiling slyly. Resting a hand on her shoulder, he whispered in her ear, stroking her cheek. "Matsuoko," his breath grazed the side of her face, "it's morning."

Matsuoko grumbled, rubbing her brown hair out of her eyes. She opened one eye, giving him a quick kiss. "Morning Kozeku." She tustled his long, red-brown hair. "You didn't take your ponytail out?"

Kozeku grinned, placing his hand on her cheek. "I was just having too much fun with you." He growled playfully as he pushed her down onto the mattress. "Now, listen to-"

The door burst open, an older man with graying hair stood in the doorway, unfazed by the actions occurring. "Master Kozeku, Hibiki and Takazu are awake and awaiting your presence downstairs."

Kozeku sighed, he looked up towards the man. "Ok thanks Ubukata. I'll be down in a sec."

Ubukata raised an eyebrow, but complied, leaving the room. Matsuoko grabbed his shoulders, pulling him closer. "You aren't really going to go, are you?" She pulled him into a deep kiss, not allowing him to answer.

After a few seconds he pulled away. "Sorry." He got up, slipping a shirt over his bare chest. "One of the wait staff will see you out." With that, he walked out, not even stopping to look back.

Kozeku arrived downstairs to see one green-haired and one brown-haired sitting at the massive table, in front of them, an elaborate breakfast steamed. The one with the green hair, Hibiki turned, rolling his eyes. "You're a little late."

"You got another one? Nice!" The brown haired guy, Takazu, high-fived him.

Hibiki shook his head. "Anyway, you know what day it is?"

Kozeku sat down at the head of the table. "Yes, today's the day of the summoning." He turned to face Hibiki. "I assume you brought the relic?"

Hibiki nodded. "Takazu placed it in the summoning room." He gestured to a bored Takazu, who was now stacking his silverware.

"Huh?" Takazu day up suddenly. "Oh, y-yeah. I did that this morning."

Hibiki once again rolled his eyes. "How have you two survived without me for this long?"

"Hey! It was only three weeks Hibiki! Kozeku and I were just fine!"

"Hibiki, Takazu!" Kozeku chastised the bickering friends. "We need to focus on summoning a serving. We're going up against some of the best mages. Rin Tohsaka, Shirou Emiya, just to mention a few."

Hibiki nodddd. "How about we go into the summoning room then."

The trio entered a large room, full of books and void of windows. The only light source, a small desk lamp glimmered brightly upon a golden chest. An elaborate, black, circular design was drawn on the floor.

Kozeku approached the chest reverently, drawing in a breath as he reached it. He touched the lid. "Hibiki,"

"Hm?"

"We're not sure what servant we'll summon, correct?"

"Unfortunately, correct. I wasn't able to find out who's relic it was, but I know it will result in a Berserker."

Kozeku nodded, opening the lid gingerly. He reached in, wrapping his hand around the cold, metal object. The cold metal met the skin of his hand, Kozeku's reverent silence mirrored the feelings of him, Hibiki, and Takazu.

"Damn." Takazu whispered in awe at a pure golden arrow. "Definitely not Hercules."

Hibiki shrugged. "Perhaps, though you never know."

Kozeku drew a breath in. Stepping in the circle, holding the arrow, he began to recite the summoning incantation.

As he spoke light began to eminate. Both Hibiki and Takazu watched in silent anticipation. "Let silver and steel be the essence. Let gold the color I pay tribute to be the ancestor. Let rise a wall agains the wind that shall fall."

Waves of golden light danced on the walls of the room. It glimmered off the small lamp, casting strange shadows here and there.

"Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate. I hereby declare, your body shall serve under me, my fate shall be your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail, if you will submit to this will and this reason...then answer! An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven! I shall have dominion over all evils of all Hell!"

A geyser of golden luminance burst from the circle. "Don't forget, the Berserker stanza!" Hibiki hissed.

Kozeku nodded, a drop of sweat ran its way down the side of his forehead. "Yet, though serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos, thou bound in a cage of madness. I am he who command these chaos!"

The golden light intensified, it was almost to bright to look at. It's brilliance matched that of the Sun.

"From the Seventh Heaven, attended by thee greet words of power! Come forth from the ring of restraints, Protector of the Holy Balance!"

An explosion of light shook the room, smoke filled it. Kozeku knelt down, clutching his chest and panting from the vigorous task. As the smoke cleared a shorter girl stood in the middle of the room. She had purple hair, with a brown streak, it was sone up in a suspiciously ancient-Greek style. Her ponytail hung to her waist, where a skirt wrapped around like a chiton. Her chest, covered by the same material.

Kozeku stood up slowly, in utter awe of what had just occurred. The girl turned to face him. Her eyes, brown, non-expressionless took in her surroundings, before resting upon Kozeku. "Hello miss," He bowed solemnly, "Kaito Kozeku, Mage and your Master. Who are you?"