Happy Belated Rin!- an update!

So i'm not really 100% about this chapter but to be honest- but I don't see it getting better. Notes and explanations at the end since it might get fuzzy.

Sorry for grammar mistakes!


Opening his mouth, to protest as Rin knew the answer to that question. He had made a deal with the world and this was his price. Magic surged around them, as the memory washed away and they were back in his wasteland.

"Rin, tell me what is happening?" She pushed him away.

"I did it, you know. It took me a long time- 10 years but I did it. I dismantled the Grail- with some help" Rin admitted begrudgingly. "But I…." she trailed off.

For the life of him, Archer really didn't know what he was supposed to do. Rin or what he thought was her had just shown up without warning. Dragged him into a bunch of old somewhat painful memories and kissed him. He could already feel this oncoming migraine was going to last just short of a millennia.

"Is that what this is? Goodbye?" Archer finally asked.

She looked at him and then away. Ignoring his question, she asked "How many lives did you end up here?"

"I don't know. Choices were different in different lives" Rin sighed loudly as if annoyed.

"In the lives, you didn't. What changed?" She asked pointedly.

"A lot of things. Some events happened, sometimes they didn't." Archer frowned. "Rin, how did you get here?"

"Why wasn't it ever enough?" She gestured around them.

"You know it's not that simple. Some lives it was enough and some it wasn't but I always felt the pull to do more. It's why I made the deal." Rin threw up her hands in frustration and walked away from him. She glared at all the swords and daggers across the plain. "I know what I signed up for."

"BUT I DIDN'T!" She exploded at him.

Taking a calming breath, Archer tried again."Rin, I still don't understand!Just tell me-"

"UGH!" She interrupted. Rin looked up and eyed sunlight in the grey sky. "You know you should have killed me. If you really wanted to wipe out your past self that is. A step to the side, a miscalculated jump- how would I even know? " She turned and smiled " If I died, I'd never be there to save you that night and all this" she gestured out "would be all but a dream...but you'd never do that would you? Not to me." She scoffed lightly. "In a way, saving you was the biggest regret of my life.."

Stunned, Archer didn't know what to say. How could he even respond to that. Silently, he just stood there letting this hands clench and unclench in uncertainty. He blinked as Rin winced and grabbed her arm as if in pain.

"Rin?"

"Archer" She motioned for him to look down, where Kanshou and Bakuya were suddenly in his hands.

What?

"I thought we had more time. I was hoping this could make you understand. You think your contract keeps you bound here but you don't get it do you? Everything is about choice. You've seen the miracles of the human spirit with your own eyes. You really think that once you made a deal- it can't be broken? Your fathers ideals, to Saber, to Sakura and even that pendant keep you here. You empower this exile- by thought and by choice. Again and Again. But maybe you enjoy this ongoing insanity of yours. Maybe you even think you deserve it. You shouldn't. We moved on. We let you go. But I can't do this- not anymore; this is where I get off."

"What are you talking about?"

Rin's blue eyes turned red." For what its worth, you should know, you couldn't have saved me" Sighing deeply "..I'm sorry and I forgive you."

Red?

"What's happening to you?" Archer forced himself to look into her red eyes. Familiar and wrong in so many ways. He ran his hands up and down her arms. She was still warm under his hands. She was still the same. It was then he realized she was talking.

"...You really are an idiot, aren't you?"

Suddenly, Rin's hand painfully gripped his wrists. Her trademark red turtleneck and black skirt fading away to reveal a white and gold bodysuit. A black crown sitting atop her head. She titled her head almost thoughtfully- red eyes empty.

"..I warned this vessel. You would not give up this foolishness." Her voice made his blood run cold. The taste of the her magic abruptly ceased and instead it was replaced with ash and death.

"Rin?" he asked desperately. As if suddenly realizing she was holding onto him, she effortlessly tossed him several feet away. Rin held out her hands in front of her studying them. A giggle escaped her mouth as she rolled her shoulders slowly.

Red eyes

"A reality marble? How utterly common" Her voice was the same but yet so very foreign at the same time. She moved farther away from him- arms outstretched as if to drink in the scene. "Mnn..My original self was more glamorous but this body is also not bad!"

This wasn't happening. Hadn't he given enough? Archer wanted to scream at the top of his lungs. It wasn't fair. It wasn't supposed to be Rin. Her eyes were wide and deep, as he always remembered but now the color of blood.

Archer needed to move. He yielded his body to move. To run. To attack. To do anything but lay there frozen. This wasn't real. This had to be a trick. A spell, something; anything.

"How is this possible?" He finally croaked out. Not even turning her head, "Rin" was basking in the sunset."TELL ME!". She continued to ignore him until finally he summoned a random sword to launch at her. Finally, she turned as she swatted it away. The rays of the sun glinted off her crown. Throwing a dangerous smile over her bare shoulder at Archer.

"You're too late, Counter Guardian. You seek to save what has rotted through."

Lunging, he concentrated to aim all the swords in his arsenal towards the two. Giggling softly, she tossed her hair and blinked out of his vision. He could feel the absence of her magic in the wasteland but still her words reached his ears.

""She wasted her last breath on you-how very pitiful".


This ended semi differently than how I expected. So to those confused- basically this a goodbye/last request of Rin before Ishtar taking over. In this story, something like Ishtar would consume Rin completely. Body and soul. To be a vessel essentially means death. I'm not really satisfied- so I may edit it in the future but for now its done.

I also based this on a theory that a deal with the world that its all based on will and intent. You make a deal/contract(which are inherent breakable in nature)willingly; for whatever- power, love, immortality. Basically, what I'm saying is- you make a deal but you end up trapping yourself in servitude by choice. A self-imposed eternity. After so many years into a contract most would feel(like Archer) self loathing, hatred and guilt. That maybe you deserve this. Just a thought. I used Ruler and Saber as a basis of the power of transcendence- the power of will to override anything/everything. Especially in death. So in theory, if he wanted it enough- a selfish willingness to give up every little last part of himself that his will would transcend even a contract with the world(but maybe I've been re-watching too much Evangelion). The inspiration of his father to become a hero, Saber, the pendant, all tie to him to becoming a CG.