Fate/Ordinance

Chapter 2: Cousins

The landscape was mesmerising. The sun was shining brightly on the green fields with flowers as long as the eye could reach.

''Since I've been six days old, I have been Queen of Scotland. No matter what people may think of me, that will always be true.'' The brown-haired woman was standing in front of a lot of Scottish Catholic noblemen, who had all taken her cause to heart. She walked slowly past them all, and then stopped. ''I am Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots, and we will take back the Scottish throne as well as the English, because both of them are my birthright!''

The crowd happily cheered her on as a messenger sparrow landed on her hand, with a tiny letter attached to its back. She opened it and read the word 'now' that she could barely even see. Her demeanour instantly changed. ''I know many of you have thought about how we will gain safe passage from England, and here is the solution.'' Her hand darkened and she had a constrained look on her face, as a lot of winged creatures appeared from the sky. ''Don't be frightened, they are under the command of me, and on their backs we will invade London.''

She smiled at her comrades, then collapsed behind a big rock. Her powers was still nothing compared to how they were before her capture, and she sank to the ground with the warm rock against her.

Mary, I will always love you, a male voice said, echoing in her head.

She desperately looked around as she screamed in agony, which the noblemen noticed and the clouds above them all turned black. ''You took him from me... Just like you will take everything from me... YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME!''

Elsewhere, the Queen with the orange hair was playing around with some small dogs in the royal gardens of Greenwich Palace.

''Your Grace, I thought we had come to an understanding regarding your cousin.'' Before her stood a middle-aged man, her Secretary of State, Sir William Cecil, wearing clothes almost fit for a king, as he impatiently waited for her to say something.

The Queen neared her advisor as she smiled. ''Oh? Do you dare to demand ANYTHING from me?'' She now stood right in front of Sir William and slapped him across his face, making him fall to his knees. ''That was me holding back. Get out of my sight! You are banished from ever laying eyes upon your Queen again!''

As he hurried away, she was determinedly walking in the direction of the throne room, where a lot of people were gathered. She, without looking at any of them, walked past and finally sat on her throne with a loud sound. ''Please, someone, tell me something, anything,'' she said in a tiresome tone.

Someone coughed and appeared before the Queen with presents in his hands, the Spanish Ambassador. ''Your Excellency, from King of Spain, Philip II.''

She laughed uncontrollably for a minute. ''So, let me understand this fully. After persecuting and murdering countless of my people together with my now dead sister and late Queen, he honestly thinks that I will marry him? Tell him to go to hell.'' She was suddenly standing at the door, with people gasping, as the door smashed shut behind her, leaving part of the stones in the walls surrounding the door destroyed.

''Elizabeth, Elizabeth!''

She was lying on her bed, calmly, but still clearly irritated. She heard the voice and got up immediately, and let in a handsome man around her own age. ''Oh, Robert. How convenient it is that you're the only one that I allow to call me by my name. In that way, I'll always know who it is banging at my door.'' She took his hand in hers as they sat on the bed.

''Elizabeth, I know that you depend greatly on me. And I know, while not easy, you will have to make decisions in the near future that will make you question who you are as a person.'' He held her tightly. ''I have taught you much. How to fight, and how to be wary of your surroundings. But you have taught me how to be strong.''

His defined features and muscular build made Elizabeth smile, along with his words. ''I promise you, Robert Dudley, First Earl of Leicester, I will always do what's right. I will be the fair and just ruler that you see in me.'' Her hand was now touching his face.

''And I promise you, Elizabeth Tudor, Queen of England, that I will be right by your side to witness it all.'' His hand grabbed her chin as they shared a heartfelt kiss in her chambers, only lit up by a candle in the back of the room.

Fuyuki City, Japan, Year 2000

Daisuke, Hayate and Kana were all lined up in a dark cellar, in front of three transmutation circles, one for each, that they would use to summon their Servant.

Daisuke was holding in his hand a sceptre, Hayate a crown, and Kana a battle axe. These were catalysts needed to summon a Servant, or also called Heroic Spirits.

Behind them, the matriarch of the Einzbern family and the patriarchs of the Tohsaka and Matou families were watching closely, awaiting eagerly what was about to happen.

''Since the beginning of time, these three families has been good friends. In each and every one of the Grail Wars, one of us won. That is something we aspire to do again. Unfortunately, the blood of our families has thinned, and therefore you three are our last hope. All three of you show excellent promise, though, so the talk of your marriages to other magi families must wait. Let the 10th Holy Grail War begin!'' Daisuke's dad said with a cheerful voice, as everything around them began to shine, coming from the transmutation circles.

A great fog enclosed around the people gathered, and three figures emerged from the circles, all clad in royal armour. Command Spells appeared on the three adolescents' hands, as a way to control the power of a familiar much too powerful for them.

''My name is Saber. Are you my Master?'' one of them exclaimed, a woman with orange curls, looking at Daisuke.

''Y-yes, I am,'' Daisuke answered slowly, amazed by how strong she looked. ''Way to go, I got Saber, literally the strongest class!''

''You!'' one of the other Servants yelled, as a dark aura showed itself around her, leaping at Saber.

Saber swiftly defended herself with a sword and threw the other woman through the room.

''Berserker, just as planned,'' Hayate smirked, ''don't make me use one of my Command Spells on you already.'' He walked towards his Servant, and reached for her, wanting to help.

She was already on her feet, still angry, but she nodded. ''I will do as my Master says.''

The last Servant, a bulky, tall man with a great lance in his hand, observed quietly, then bowed to Kana. ''Lancer. At your service.''

''So, what will our first move be? We know next no nothing about the other Masters and their Servants,'' Daisuke said with a worried look on his face, then he looked at his group's Servants. ''Well, I guess we will manage somehow.''

''Damn right we will!'' Hayate and his Servant suddenly vanished, and considering everything, he was probably going to find out something about the other Masters. The people in the cellar looked shocked.

''Typical.'' Kana sighed. ''He runs off, probably getting himself in trouble, and will probably need our help to save him.'' She looked upon her Servant, Lancer, and giggled. ''Let's go. I'm not missing out on an adventure.''

Lancer took his Master in his arms and soon was also gone, as one of his Special Skills was good reflexes.

''Well, I guess it's just us now. Care to tell me your name?'' Daisuke looked cheerful, ''no, wait, let me guess it...''

Saber laughed at him. ''I might tell you when we get to know each other a little better.''