"Young Sorcerer, are you the one who summoned me?" Shirou stared at the man in awe from just the sight from him. "It does not matter really. Child do not fear; for in the coming war I will protect you from any harm. From the warp or from the materium, any foe or threat will fall before my blade...the pact between us has now been sealed."

"Wait…" Shirou started to say but watched as red mark appeared on his hand.

Shirou stared at his hand out of shock. "Wait here while I deal with the xenos." He heard the man say. Shirou looked up as he leap outside into the courtyard and brought his sword down towards the machine. The machine that earlier was attempting to kill him blocked the blade with his staff and attempted to attack the massive man who had just appeared out of nowhere. The two immensely powerful beings parried the other's blows as Shirou watched their fight.

After watching the fighting he began to walk outside of the shed. Almost as soon as he exited the building, the man broke through the Necron's defense and cleaved his sword through the thing's body. Shirou quickly approached the man as the mechanical body hit the ground and slowly began to convert to magical energy.

"Who the hell are you?!" Shirou asked looking at the body of the thing that had tried to kill him earlier.

"Do you really need to ask me that question? You did, after all, summon me into to this world to fight as your saber class servant, master." The man sheathed his sword and continued to look at him. "From the look on your face you appear to be confused."

"Hell yeah I am! I don't know what that just happened!" Shirou yelled losing his self-control.

"So my master is a novice that knows nothing about this war." The servant sighed, "Nevertheless you are my master and I will serve you, regardless of your skill."

"Why you do keep calling me master?" Shirou said beginning to calm down.

"Is there anything else you would like me to call you?"

"My name is Shirou Emiya."

"Shirou Emiya." The swordsmen thought about it for awhile, "Interesting dialect of Low Gothic that you speak in this time. In this war I have been summoned in the saber class. Therefore, if you wish, that is what you may call me for now."

"So, Saber, what exactly are you, and that thing?" Shirou asked.

"Well, Shirou Emiya, I may not be the best to explain this to you, but I will try my hardest. You see…" As Saber began explaining himself they both heard heard a weird noise coming from behind them.

They looked behind them and saw another Necron pulled itself from the ground. It was an exact copy of the one before. Saber instantly withdrew his sword and turned to face the mechanical horror. "Quite the trick, Lancer. I assume that you've transferred your consciousness to another body."

"Indeed, that is my Noble Phantasm, The Infinite. It allows me to transfer my consciousness upon my body's death."

"I've heard of you before, a Necron Overlord that has the ability to transfer consciousness to a body double. However, I never thought that I would ever face you, Trazyn the Infinite." Saber smiled as he spoke the identity of his foe.

"Saber, you know my identity yet I don't know your's. Hmm, no matter. You currently hold the advantage, for the moment. So would you allow me to make a request?" The machine asked him.

"I don't usually make it a habit of negotiating with the xenos, but I'll make an exception."

"We appear to be at a stalemate, you can't kill me and I can't defeat you. So would you consider allowing me to leave?"

"No, I plan to end you here and now. No matter how many times I'll have to kill you." He brought his sword back like he was getting ready to attack.

"My orders are only to observe, I never really wanted to fight. Regardless of whatever it is you want, I intend to leave. So, before I do, I'll give you a present." He raised his staff and brought the end down towards the ground causing bolts of lightning to flash out of the top. Suddenly dozens of scarabs rose out of the ground and swarmed towards the two as Lancer tunneled into the ground and vanished.

Saber prepared himself to face the scarabs things down. As soon as the front few came close enough, Saber swung his sword and sliced through the first scarabs so fast that Shirou could barely see the movement. The scarabs fell to the ground, and then Saber swung the sword again, cutting through some more. Shirou was...Surprised to say the least. The speed in which Saber wielded the sword that he wielded with was, well otherworldly to say the least.

Saber sliced through seven more, soon one of the scarabs landed on his neck. He grabbed the small robot and crushed it within his forefingers and quickly threw it down.

Shirou watched Saber deal with the few beetles that remained. After Saber walked back up to Shirou as his sword slowly disappeared. Shirou studied Saber for any injuries. He soon found a large red gash where the beetle attached itself to his neck. "Saber, you're wounded."

"Yes I am, but it's not the first and I doubt that it'll be the last time before the war ends." Saber said feeling his wound. Suddenly Saber's attention snapped, "Shirou, can you heal this wound for me?"

"What? No! Sorry, but magic like that is far beyond my skill." Shirou said looking at his servant confused.

"Then I'll have to drive off these intruders as I currently stand."

"Wait…" Shirou began to say, however Saber - who didn't wait to hear what else he had to say - jumped over the wall of the complex. Shirou chased him out through the front gate to see him fight a figure in a large suit of red armor. Saber was quickly able to break the other figure's defense easy enough. The red dude fell to the ground and Saber raised his sword to slay him.

Before Saber could finish his opponent, a smaller red figure behind the first yelled out a command, "Archer, vanish!" After that the bulky red figure disappeared and nothing stood between Saber and the other person.

Saber quickly raised his blade again and charged the second person. Shirou had to do something otherwise Saber would murder someone that he didn't know in the first place, but also someone that as far as he knew had never done anything to deserve to die. "Saber stop!" He shouted out getting the servant's attention.

"Shirou of the Emyias, this is the master of Archer." The way Saber spoke sounded as if he was suppose to know what any of that meant. "One of the three Great Knight classes, if we kill her now we can eliminate one of the most powerful servants in the Grail War."

"I've no idea what you're talking about! Grail Wars! Servants and Masters! None of it makes any sense to me!"

"Shirou, I promised that I would explain to you why I'm here. But only after I've dealt with the current threat."

"First explain to me why she'll have to die!"

Saber gritted his teeth ath his master's insistent stupidity. "So, are you going to lower your sword?" The girl behind him asked.

"I decided to kill you here and now."

"Your master seems to disagree. You do know that he could simply use a command seal, right?" She said which caused Saber to react in a frustrated fashion. Saber lowered his sword and walked back over to Shirou.

Saber looked his young master in the eye, "Please don't tell me that you'll invite her over for tea too."


Saber began brooding at the end of the table by himself as the girl that called herself, 'Rin', and Shirou were drinking tea. 'It would have been easier if Shirou just let me kill her outside the estate.'

Rin was pretty much just filling Shirou in on the basics of the Grail War. "So as for you." Rin said to him. "From what Shirou said you're in an incomplete state."

"What exactly does that matter to you? If you and my master are concerned over my well being don't worry I can only think of ten people who can match me, even at my current power levels. One of them happens to be my father and I think that not even the most powerful of the Psykers would be able summon him. As for the other nine it is highly unlikely that they would be summoned by modern Psykers." Saber stated.

"Why do you keep calling us 'Psykers'?" Rin asked.

"That is what people from my time call mages." Saber quickly answered.

"Wait, are you also from the future?"

"I am. In my life I lead forces of The Imperium of Man on countless victories and conquests in the name of my father. Many were those that I counted brother among my Legion and many were those that fell by my side in battle."

"So, not only is he a powerful warrior but a cunning general as well." Rin took a drink out of her tea before slamming the cup down and slowly starting to have a meltdown. "If I was Saber's master I could win this war easily! Why'd he have to go to a novice like HIM!" Rin then fell down onto the ground and covered her head up with her hands and let loose a low groan.

Soon enough however she jumped up and looked at Shirou. "Alright, let's go."

"Where?" Shirou asked slowly trying to figure out her bipolar attitude.

"To where the man who oversees this war stays, Kotomine Church."

"I don't know, it's getting pretty late." Shirou said looking at the clock that said it was already past two in the morning.

"Oh, alright then. What about you Saber?"

"Hey, leave him out of this!" Shirou shouted at her.

"Oooh, so you can think like a proper master. You don't want me talking to Saber, do you."

"No it;s not that, but…"


Kotomine Church


"Master Shirou, next time you decide to argue with Rin do me a favour." Shirou glanced over at his servant with Rin and Archer standing next to him. "Next time you try to beat Rin in an argument, actually fight back."

Shirou sunk a little bit out of shame. "Alright, the fake priest is in this church. We should get this done with as fast as possible." Rin said as she began walking towards the church's entrance. She looked back at the two servants and Shirou. "Archer, I think that you should wait out here and watch for any approaching enemies." Rin then looked at the other young master, "Shirou, you should also leave Saber here."

"Oh, alright." Shirou then turned towards his servant. "Do you mind staying out here with Archer?" Shirou asked his servant.

"I can tolerate the xenos...For now. I suggest though that make your visit with this religious scum as quick as possible, or I may find my sense again." Saber said glaring at the alien in red armor standing barely ten feet away.

"If you want, I could summon my Dawnbreaker here and now and we may both fight each other. That way I could avoid weaker targets at the end of the war.

"That's if you could even acquire your blade before I remove that ugly blue head of your's." Saber said as he placed his hand on his sword.

Shirou looked back as he and Rin continued walking towards the church's gates. "Should we do something?" He said as he watched the two servants argue.

"No. Archer is smart enough to avoid a close quarter fight with someone like Saber who can easily best him in a close quarter fight. Especially outside of his battlesuit."

"His what?" Shirou asked confused.

Rin reached out to open the door of the church. "I guess it doesn't really matter much anyway."


About half an hour later


Shirou and Rin walked out of the church. Shirou had now been fully informed of what the Grail Wars meant and had decided to continue to participate as a Master. However, once he and Rin had exited the church they saw both Saber and Archer looking as if they were about to start fighting.

Archer was now wearing a large and bulky suit of red armor, while Saber had withdrawn his sword and was now wearing a helmet with large red angelic wings. "Saber, what are you doing?!" Shirou said as he ran over to his servant.

Saber just looked at him for a long time before muttering, "He started it."

"I don't care who started it! We told you two to behave." Shirou started to yell at his servant as Rin began to catch up.

"Shirou, you don't understand, it is the duty of every human to cleanse the galaxy of the xenos!"

"Saber!" Shirou started to say until he heard a small and quiet voice.

"Hello Onii-san." He and Saber both looked over to the voice's origin point. It was a small, pale, albino girl with hair as white as the snow. He recognised her as the girl that told him something about a blood god from the other day. Next to her was a massive man in red power armor and horned helmet. In his hand he held a large sword with multiple spikes shooting off of it and a skull in the center of the hilt. "It's a pleasure to meet you here, my name is Illyasviel Von Einzbern. You know that name, right, Rin?"

"Shirou." Saber started speaking to him quietly, "No matter what happens stay away from him and do not let that sword touch you."

"What? Why?"

"Because, that, Shirou, is a Berserker class servant, and a traitor filth." Saber said as he walked forwards and focused his attention onto the servant.

Rin watched as Saber and Berserker began to square off. "Archer."

"Yes Master."

"I want you to use you classes main abilities to engage Berserker, leave the melee to Saber."

"Wouldn't it just be wiser to use the fight between Saber and Berserker to escape?"

"With Saber's current mana level he won't be able to overcome Berserker. This could be our chance to eliminate the servant and his master."

"I understand." Archer said as he powered his Pulse Rifle. "I'll find somewhere where I can get a good view of the battlefield." He said right before using his suit's jetpack to fly off somewhere.

"And so it begins." Rin muttered turning her full attention to the coming fight between Saber and Berserker.


Inside Kotomine Church


Kirei Kotomine was smiling. Which was odd, he normally only smiled at the sight of another's misery. It might have been that he was smiling because of the reveal that the son of his old enemy, Kiritsugu Emiya, was a master. It would be interesting to see what type of master he would turn out to be. Or maybe he was smiling at imagining his "old friend" and servant, Gilgamesh, own anguish at the fact the Saber of the last war would not be participating in this war.

"You know you should hide that devilish grin before one of your flock see's it." He heard the voice of the King of Heroes.

"Oh really. I'm quite pleased actually. I feel like I just meet an old friend."

"Who's that?"

"The master of Saber."

The priest's words caught the attention of the King of Heroes. "So my betrothed has finally returned to me." Gilgamesh said in his normal proud and arrogant way.

Kotomine's smile grew even more. "The Saber of this war is not your King of Knights."

Gilgamesh proud grin instantly turned into one of anger. "I demand to know the identity of this imposter so I may grant him justice for impersonating my precious King of Knights!" As Gilgamesh continued with his rant Kotomine continued to gain joy from it. He was so glad that the servant taught him what joy truly meant those many years ago.

-x-

Saber blocked a blow from the powerful servant but the force of the blow forced him backwards. 'He's not one of my brothers, so how could he be so powerful?' Berserker roared and charged again and almost knocking him of balance. Saber quickly counter the attack and knocked the opposing servant back. Archer began shooting at the servant again but the energy slugs didn't do an visible damage, but they did distract him.

Saber quickly took the moment to launch a counter-attack. Saber quickly attacked Berserker and was quickly gaining ground. He swung his massive sword at the servant and almost hit him too. If it wasn't for the servant ducking the blow and swing the blade and scratching the Artificer armor that Saber was wearing. Surprising just the scratch alone was more than enough to force Saber flying back and landing by Shirou.

"How…? His sword barely scratched me..." Saber said as he pulled himself of the ground.

"It's not your fault Saber. Berserker's Noble Phantasm, Blade of the Relentless, gains strength with every kill that he makes. Now just a scratch would easily kill you, Emyia-kun." Illya said smiling like a fucking psycho. Berserker then approached Saber who was still trying to stand up. "Just kill him Berserker. He'll just regenerate anyways so just chop off his head and be done with it." She happily said. Christ, this girl was fucking weird.

Berserker raised his blade over his head, getting ready kill Saber. Shirou who had been watching the fight the entire time was now watching what could possibly his servant's last moments. 'I've got to do something or Saber's going to die, but...Screw the damn rules. Doing nothing is even worse.' Shirou rushed forward and pushed the servant out of the path of Berserker's blade, however, it was already too late for him to dodge the strike. Shirou almost immediately felt the pain from the Berserker's attack and saw a massive explosion of blood. Soon after that everything went black.


Author's Notes

So I had a friend look at chapters three and two and I changed some parts.