/As promised, here's chapter two! I don't own Fairy Tail nor Fate/Stay Night Unlimited Blade Works, only my idea that created this story. This chapter will focus more on Lancer since the last one was more centered around Archer's point of view.
Also, quick note: I don't claim to know a lot from the Fate Series, and I am following my ideas for this story.
So...that means that if you can't put in something nice, don't put anything in at all, I guess. I don't mean to offend people, on the contrary; I want them to see that A: This is only the first chapter and B: I am not the creator of the whole entire Fate Series.
Flukes are guaranteed.
(On a different note, sorry for the wait guys!)
ultima-owner: Yes, most of all Freed since the only other person he knows of who can disable them is Levy.
shadyxlr: Thank you for your comment! It does seem to be a little bit rushed at the end, doesn't it? That's probably my biggest weakness when it comes to stories. I will try to fix that in future chapters.
: No, no lo olvide. Sé lo hábil que es Setanta porque su maestro fue THE Scathach, pero yo no sabía eso de Emiya. Gracias por su comentario, ya que me aseguraré de incluirlos en capítulos futuros. Además, estaba considerando traer Sabre, así que tendrás que esperar y ver ~
Guest: They would, wouldn't they? However, certain circumstances are going to prevent that...just wait and see!
Midnight49: Awesome guess! However, they'll come later on in the story. I also love those pairing ideas; I'll definitely do one of them, but you're gonna have to guess which one. I'm still undecided for the other one…Anyways, thank you for waiting!
Mizukyrie: Thank you for your support and for checking this fanfic out! To be honest, this was one of my better ideas XD
10fares34: Yes, I've encountered fanfics like that myself. However, I'm not going to make them "god-like" or OP or whatever. I mentioned that I would give them character development, and with that their skills will improve. While they have more experiences concerning battles in their universe, they are unfamiliar with most of the magic in the Fairy Tail universe and don't know what to expect; also, they can't kill anyone which will put a huge damper on their abilities. For example, if they went up against Hades right now they would lose because of their lack of knowledge as well as having to adjust to so many different fighting styles in a short amount of time, not to mention their dulled abilities all because Angra Mainyu was a prick. (Also, having no Master means that they can't unleash their Noble Phantasms without running the risk of disappearing for good.) While they can draw mana from the world of Earthland, they can only do so in small amounts. Thank you for your concern and I will assure you; I will not make that happen in this fanfic. Also, thank you for your review!
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Extra A/N: I rewrote this entire chapter, which once upon a time had over 7k words...My fingers feel like falling off, but on the bright side I think it is better than what I had written beforehand!
"Yo Ho! Kaji wokire, tori kaji ippai de! Yo Ho! Uousaou, ikina jinsei. Hi ga ochiru goroni, wa. Shukkou no utage! Sabishii kunan kanai. Iki, terya, matta! Dokkade aeru! Mukai kaze buchinuki tabidate! Namida, namida, kare rumade; otoko nara tsuyoga tte. Tomo yo, tomo yo, itsuno hi ka waratte! Katai katai kizuna wosa, tashika me ae ruyouni. Ima, kasane au tamashii no hi wo, sou toki hanate!" R. P. G. ~Rockin' Playing Game by SuG
Parry, thrust, pierce.
Cú Chulainn sucked in a fresh breath of air before jabbing his spear at an invisible opponent, the sun peeking through the line of trees that surrounded him.
Side swipe, slash, pierce.
Sweat flew into the air as his hair whipped to one side, muscles tensing before a familiar dull ache spread throughout his body. He had been training for a couple of hours without rest, testing out his mobility in his new clothing and finding that while it was somewhat heavier than his body tights, it gave him more room to "breathe". Overall, he liked the material it was made from, even if it was unknown to him; it served it's purpose well.
On a different note, he needed to keep his stamina and his strength in their prime at all times. He remembered the dream he had last night: standing on air, on the edge of the abyss, he encountered something - someone - there.
He talked to the entity inside the Grail.
Block, counter, thrust.
It reminded him of his and the Bowman's situation, stuck in a world with no Masters to provide them prana and with augmented vessels, whatever the hell that meant. Angra Mainyu, as he learned to be the name of the entity, had a tendency to be cryptic and the smirk he wore while they conversed was off-putting.
Something was wrong.
Pierce.
Willing the eerie dream to escape his thoughts for now, the Irish hero turned his attention to a different matter. Where he stood now, he wouldn't be able to defeat Erza if her magic was anything akin to Gilgamesh's. When they spoke yesterday the Queen of the Fairies entertained him with stories of various battles she had fought, describing each step she took to ensure her victory. Based on her accounts, as she seemed to be a woman who wouldn't lie nor embellish when it came to past experiences; she fought as nobly as Saber while wielding swords produced in a similar fashion to the King of Heroes' Gate of Babylon.
He wanted to fight her; he wanted to beat her. As a soldier who lived to fight, this was perfectly justifiable.
Pierce,
Pierce,
Pierce.
And as abruptly as he had started he stopped, crimson orbs scrutinizing the scenery before instincts spurred him to life. Before his brain could fully process what was happening he twirled his spear as he spun on his heel, blocking five arrows that aimed to pierce his chest and head. His eyes narrowed as he planted the pommel of his spear firmly on the ground.
"Any reason in particular for that, Archer?" The branches belonging to a tree situated to his left rustled as the white-haired Heroic Spirit dropped towards the ground, leaves falling gently around him as he stood at his full height. He let his black bow disappear before switching to his married blades, Kanshou and Byakuya.
"Something is troubling you, Lancer; and when something troubles you, you turn to the only method you know of to deal with the matter." Lancer took the invitation and used a burst of mana to increase his speed, quickly closing the distance between them and thrusting his spear forward.
"Oh? What makes you say that, Bowman?" Archer crossed his swords in an X fashion, blocking the would-be fatal blow to his abdomen. Rotating his body forty five degrees, Byakuya skimmed along the top of the grass as he lifted the blade to make a diagonal slash across Lancer's ribcage; of course, the Irishman danced backwards with ease while twirling his beloved cursed spear behind him before propelling himself forward, entering the fray once more.
"I did not think to see you awake at such an hour of the day, trying to hone your skills. Simply put, it is unnatural of you to do so." While it was admirable to an extent by some, Archer needed Lancer's head to stay in the game. The Counter Guardian knew that he would not be able to figure out the reasons for their summoning by himself, and the phrase "two heads are better than one" would aptly apply to their situation. With that goal in mind, the white-haired Heroic Spirit threw Byakuya towards Lancer as his white blade was brought up to counter the crimson spear.
"Is the Archer who thinks he's a Saber getting smarter?" Lancer batted the black and red honeycombed sword away as he continued his advance, Gaé Bolg clashing against Kanshou in a battle for dominance. A feral grin appeared on his face as he found himself enjoying the fight while Archer kept his own a stoic mask, letting nothing slip.
"If I had pride, Lancer, I would object in a brazen manner to your accusation." Steel orbs broke their gaze away from Lancer's fiery crimson to focus on something behind him; immediately, Lancer broke their struggle to dive to the side as Byakuya returned to it's owner. The blue-haired man laughed, standing up and shifting into a wider fighting stance.
"Ah, I forgot you carried no pride. It's a shame; you would be a hell of a lot harder to deal with if you did." His attempts at provoking Archer fell flat as the other Heroic Spirit calmly waited for an attack to come, eyes closed as if he was contemplating something. No...he's honing his senses. This is about to get difficult.
What Archer (probably) didn't know was that while Lancer frowned upon most of what fueled his actions, such as his lack of pride, the spearman still gave him credit for his skills concerning dual blades. Not many took the time to perfect the usage of such weapons, and the fact that the white-haired Heroic Spirit was trading blow for blow with him spoke volumes of his character (even if half of it was due to using his Mind's Eye). Yes; he - albeit reluctantly - viewed him as an adversary worthy to be called a rival.
The Bowman would be a milestone used to hone his own skills, and he would defeat him.
With that thought in mind, Lancer grinned as he tore the ground up beneath his feet, rapidly closing in on Archer's location. Using his spear as a pole vault, he wedged the blade in the ground as he lifted himself into the air to strike Archer from above. The force he utilized to make himself airborne was used to yank the spear out of the ground as he made a sailing arc through the air, twisting the weapon so that it pierced his opponent's midsection.
"Pride is for those who lived with no regrets, Lancer." Well, it would have pierced Archer's midsection. The Counter Guardian felt Lancer's rapid approach from above and twisted to the left, Kanshou and Byakuya deflecting the spear simultaneously. "Now then, I await an answer to my inquiry."
"It was a strange dream Archer, even for me," Lancer confessed once he planted both feet on solid ground. Archer's eyebrows rose, an indicator for him to continue. "I talked to a Heroic Spirit - at least, I think he was - that said he was the entity inside the Grail."
"What?" Archer uncharacteristically looked both shocked and enraged, throwing his married blades at Lancer while tracing new ones. The blue-haired Heroic Spirit kept his eyes peeled, knocking back the thrown weapons before twirling to clash with the new set in Archer's hands. The two airborne blades spun out of control before the white-haired Heroic Spirit willed them to disappear; he didn't want to waste any more mana on the projected blades, however miniscule that may be. "And what did he say to you?"
"Something about "augmented vessels" and how we'll face trials...it's strange, Archer; the more I think about it, the more it seems to make even less sense." Their sparring session was far more lenient than their skirmishes in the Fifth Holy Grail War, probably because they weren't locked in a duel to the death. Lancer slammed the pommel of his weapon to the ground, surprising Archer, and used the red spear as an erect pole to perform a roundhouse kick.
Archer back flipped into the air, married blades dissolving as he materialized his bow. After a moment of concentration, he knocked back three arrows and fired them in rapid succession before he hit the ground. Lancer exhaled slowly as the projectiles flew his way, Gaé Bolg deflecting the first two while the third grazed his right cheek as he tilted his head to the side. Explosions resounded from behind him, illuminating his red eyes as if he was a ferocious hound set on it's prey - and, in a way, he was.
It was impressive, Archer would give him that.
However, those weren't Broken Phantasms.
"Indeed, it is strange. One man cannot possibly have that power, unless - " Unless he was All the World's Evils, Angra Mainyu. That being said, he would have made changes that would not be beneficial to either of them.
It would also make sense that he would exist in this world, since none are without a shred of evil.
The question is...did he follow them here?
What did he plan to do in this world?
The thought affected Archer more than he would like it to, prompting him to race towards Lancer at the same time Lancer set off for him.
"Unless?"
"...My theory cannot be proven at this point in time. I would need to dwell on this later."
"You're being as cryptic as him!" Before they could clash once more, a bolt of lightning rained from the sky and hit a building in the distance. The mana shockwave washed over them, causing the two to pause and lower their weapons.
"The sky is as clear as day…" Lancer noted as he stared off in the direction of the powerful burst of energy. As he stood now it surpassed his own reserves and probably Archer's as well, judging by the troubled expression on his face.
"It originated from the direction of the guild." Archer let his blades slip away, blue particles of mana filling the sky as the weapons dissolved.
"They're getting attacked, then?" Lancer let his spear dissipate in turn, Gaé Bolg's evaporation reminiscent to the last flames produced from dying embers. The people there had treated him better than a mere tool, and he owed them for taking him in when he was lost on an unknown world.
"So it would seem." Archer's voice brought him out of his thoughts, prompting the blue-haired hero to turn his body to where the lightning bolt had appeared.
Without sparing each other a glance, the two Heroic Spirits took off towards the source.
When they arrived at Fairy Tail, Archer didn't think that their problems had escalated to the point that it would involve the entire town of Magnolia.
Or that he'd run smack-first into what resembled a Bounded Field.
He should have seen at least that coming.
" - Ack!"
Apparently, Lancer didn't either.
"Archer, Lancer!" Happy, the blue cat who could fly, flew out of the guild with a worried expression on his face. "Hey, are you two okay? Why'd you stop like that?"
"I would like to know the answer to that as well." Archer regained his composure faster than Lancer did, shaking off the dull throb of his face that had become acquainted with an invisible wall ten seconds ago.
"Could it be…?" Lucy Heartfilia murmured to herself as she inspected the doorway, a cobalt blue and white cheerleader outfit on. Frankly, Archer didn't care what sort of event they had planned out; there was a threat that needed to be eliminated.
Any and all threats were to be neutralized.
(Kill the few to save the many, he thought with a wry huff of amusement.)
"It seems you've hit Freed's Jutsu-Shiki as well, then." A somber voice drew the Spirit of the Bow's attention over to Makarov, who stood with a grim expression on his face. The Fifth Master's eyes were trained on something above them, purple letters depicting their situation.
A Jutsu-Shiki, was it called? The magic here is certainly...eccentric. Archer trained his gaze upwards towards the letters himself, seeing that they told of a...Battle of Fairy Tail?
What the hell did this guild do now?
"Jutsu-Shiki?" Lancer prodded the barrier with interest, blinking in astonishment as Natsu slammed his palms from the other side with force.
"There's an all-out brawl going on throughout Magnolia and I can't get in on it! Argh, this stinks!" The Fire Dragon Slayer growled, hands slowly curling into fists on the Jutsu-Shiki.
"You're telling me, Salamander." Gajeel - one of the newer additions to Fairy Tail and their Iron Dragon Slayer, Archer noted with some interest - scoffed as he crossed his arms, equally upset that they were stuck behind walls.
"I'm working as fast as I can, you two!" Levy McGarden, Fairy Tail's Solid Script Mage, called out as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Just hold on for a little while longer!"
"What was the mana shockwave we felt earlier? It accompanied a bolt of lightning that originated from here." Archer swept his gaze across the inside of the guild as he took in their physical states. They seemed to be unhurt, which was important if they needed to beat their adversaries.
"Huh?" Natsu didn't know what mana was, but he was pretty sure that Archer was talking about the lacrimas floating in the sky. "Oh, you mean the Lightning Lacrima? Bisca tried to deactivate the Thunder Palace that Laxus set up, which will take out the entire city pretty soon, and got electrocuted because of some Organic Link. I'm gonna find that lightning jerk and beat the snot out of him!"
"The entire Thunder Legion are our enemies." Makarov jumped in to inform the two. "Freed, with the Jutsu-Shikis he set up all over town. Bixslow, with his Seith Magic, Evergreen - who was defeated by Erza - with her Fairy Machine Gun accompanied by her Stone Eyes, and Laxus."
"I take it he's the one with the lightning magic?" Lancer piped up, an eyebrow raised. If four people could take an entire town hostage and nearly wipe out Fiore's strongest guild (as they proclaim themselves to be) then they weren't a group to be taken lightly.
This "Battle of Fairy Tail" should be a good challenge for him.
"Yeah. Erza's looking for him, and Mystogan arrived to help out." Levy raised her head up to inform them of who was still in the game. "Mira left to go find Elfman, Cana and Juvia are looking for the rest of the Thunder Legion, and Lucy's about to head out herself along with Happy. Bisca's in the infirmary."
"Got it, little Lass." The Hound of Culann nodded, as if reaching a conclusion. "Lucy, right? Let's go."
"W-Wait, huh?!" Lucy's eyes went wide as the blue-haired spearman flashed her a grin. "Don't you want to stick with Archer?" She knew the two always went on missions together, so why would he want to go with her…?
"As if the Man of the Spear is a compatible ally of mine," Archer scoffed as he leaned his back against the boundary that prevented them from entering. "If anything, we would merely disrupt the other's performance in battle."
Was Archer...saying that he and Lancer didn't get along? The white-haired male phrased his words strangely, but with time Lucy should be able to discern their meaning flawlessly.
- Ah, so they were similar to Gray and Natsu. Lucy bit her lip as she connected the dots, nodding firmly. While she may not know how Lancer fought as he was a recent addition, any help was greatly appreciated.
Especially since the Thunder Legion were their enemies.
"Alright then, Lancer; let's go!"
"Lead the way!" The unlikely trio were off, soon disappearing into the crowd. Archer pushed himself off of the Jutsu-Shiki the moment they left his line of sight, earning questioning looks as he closed his eyes for a brief moment.
"I should head out myself, then; I will pursue the one with the Jutsu-Shiki." He began to walk off, his palms pulsing with a rich lavender energy as he ingrained the feeling into his mind.
"Be careful, my boy." Makarov called out to him, causing the Wrought-Iron Hero to stop and look over his shoulder.
The Guild Master was tossed a sardonic smirk. "I have seen more than you ever could in a lifetime, Makarov; I cannot be called a mere boy." A burst of red and black occurred, the Heroic Spirit disappearing from their sight.
"What was that all about?" Gajeel was the first to break the silence, ruby orbs sliding to meet the stare of Fairy Tail's Guild Master.
"...I can't say for certain, Gajeel; all we can do is pray for them to beat the Thunder Legion."
"I WANNA FIGHT, THOUGH!"
"Shut up, Salamander!"
The preparations for the Fantasia Parade were in full swing, the residents of Magnolia collaborating with those from neighboring towns to be ready for the celebration by nightfall. Lucy, the Celestial Wizard from Fairy Tail, ran halfway across an arch to stop and stare at the proceedings.
"Say...shouldn't we warn them about the Thunder Palace?" She asked her male companions with worry etched onto her brow. Happy hovered next to her, his face mirroring her expression as he surveyed their surroundings.
"Lucy, some of these people come from neighboring towns. Magnolia's jam-packed with ordinary citizens; if they figure out their lives are threatened, then there would be chaos and someone could get hurt."
"Unless we deal with the Thunder Legion before there could be time for a stampede." Lancer piped up in thought, the two turning to him. His crimson orbs flickered to them, contemplation and something akin to amusement shining in their depths as a grin appeared on his face. "Hell, maybe chaos is what we need; the commotion could draw one of them over here and we could take 'em."
"But that's putting innocent civilians in danger!" Lucy cried out, slamming her hands down onto the brick structure. "If we fight with them around, then someone could very well end up dead!"
"So?" The blatant question caught her off-guard. Lancer's grin was gone, replaced by a thin line portraying his confusion as he scrutinized her. "Humans die in war; that's a given, especially with this "Battle of Fairy Tail". Don't tell me...you really thought that everyone would live to see tomorrow?"
"We're not looking to kill anyone, though!" Happy shouted, eyes wide at Lancer's implication.
"Well, they'd be more than happy to kill us. They didn't seem to have any second thoughts about killing their hostages given the chance."
Lucy opened her mouth to speak, then closed it.
He...was right.
They could've killed her, Juvia, Cana, Erza…
Many of her precious friends.
They were lucky.
But that doesn't mean that they would kill in retaliation to a threat.
"By the look in your eyes, you seem like you understand." Lancer's voice brought her out of her thoughts, making her give a terse nod.
"Lucy, don't tell me you agree with this!" Happy cried, putting his paws on her cheeks.
"I don't." At her response, the Heroic Spirit's eyebrow rose as a flicker of curiosity shone in his crimson orbs.
"Then - "
"I know that we're all lucky to be alive as is, Lancer; even so...even so, I can't walk into a battle with a mindset like that. I'm fighting this battle for the ones I care about, and even if they are my enemies...I'll defeat my friends to save my friends!" The unwavering conviction in Lucy's voice caught the Heroic Spirit off-guard, quelling the urge to show surprise on his face and settled with a grin of respect instead.
"You're a crazy girl, you know that?" He sighed, and a few chuckles escaped him. Lucy smiled awkwardly and opened her mouth to speak when she was cut off.
"Crazy!"
"Crazy!"
"Yeah, crazy!"
"What a crazy girl!"
"Crazy girl!"
"Huh?" The Celestial Wizard found herself face-to-face with five floating tikis, unsure if her ears were working right. "Did those...just ta - "
"Lucy, WATCH OUT!" Happy gripped the fabric of her cheerleader outfit and yanked her into the air as fast as he could, narrowly avoiding a green beam of pure energy that clipped the fur off the Exceed's ear. Lucy let out a shaky breath, slightly shocked from the fact that she was almost killed near seconds ago. She was lucky -
- Wait, wasn't Lancer standing behind her?
"Lancer!" She yelled as her mocha orbs scanned the spot where she previously was for him only to see the spear-wielder spring to the side, performing a handstand as he used his momentum to leap further to the side and on his feet this time.
"Worry about yourself first, Lass!" He called out, eyes trained on the man that made his appearance before them. His attire consisted of mostly black and purple, but his arm guards also had hints of green and red on them.
The most notable thing, however, was the faceplate.
"It's Bixslow!" Happy's astonishment filled Lancer in on his enemy. The mage did a certain type of magic...it was Seith Magic, right?
He had no time to think as one of the tikis rushed towards him, akin to what humans nowadays would call a "fastball". Before panic or surprise could set in his instincts were kicked into overdrive, the Heroic Spirit bending backwards to let the projectile skim past the tip of his nose and into the background. Wasting no time he twisted to the right while simultaneously righting himself, twirling his spear until it rested in a comfortable grip and raising the weapon to clash against another one of the wooden menaces.
"Say hi to my babies, newbie!" Bixslow cackled as the tikis performed hit-and-run tactics, the mage calling them over to his side soon after once seeing that they had no effect on the Hound of Culann. By this point, the four plus the five dolls ended up on the roof of a building neighboring the Toy Store, which resided just across the street.
"So you're with the Thunder Legion, huh? This should be fun." Lancer shifted into his traditional battle stance, the blade of his spear pointed towards the ground as his eyes never left the Seith mage's form.
"We're fighting with you." Lucy dropped down next to him, Happy floating in the air on her right in case she wished for an aerial battle with the little demons. Lancer only nodded, making eye contact with Bixslow.
They both grinned.
"Let's go!"
They rushed to make contact in the middle, marking the start of the first battle since appearing in Earthland.
/WOW! It has been awhile, huh? Sorry about that, guys. Thank you all again for sticking with this, and while I can't promise fast updates I can say that I aim for 4k to 5k chapters at the minimal. Next chapter will focus more on Archer, which should be fun for me since I find it easier to write him. While I love Cú to bits and pieces, it's harder for me to express what he's thinking and what actions he would take given a scenario compared to Archer.
Until next time...peace!
~VampChippz
