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I do not own To-Love-Ru and Fate/Stay Night. They belong to their respective owners.

With that, let's begin the story.

[Summer, 2010]

The nine years old Ayaka placed her cup in the sink and sighed. She failed what her adopted aunt tasked her to do once again, thus using her own blood. While using her aunt's jewel could heal her wounds she wouldn't want to be over-reliant to it, especially if there was a huge repercussion (read: said repercussion involves risking being in debt again).

She looked at the time and decide she needs to go back to sleep. It's a good thing her room was far away enough from the Master's bedroom, else she had to deal with her adopted parent reprimanding her attitude again. Last time she was caught, her punishment was not pleasant at all.

"Sleeping late was bad you know young lady."

Ayaka quickly turned to the voice and for a moment she thought it was her father. She was wrong as an old man with luxurious clothing was sitting on the living room's tatami mat. She gulped and wondered who was he and how he came in unnoticed.

"It's better not to alert your parents, I don't want to deal with two angry Tohsakas and an Emiya. I just want to talk with you right now."

She nodded silently, both to comply what he requested and agreeing what he just said. An angry Tohsaka was tough to calm down, two would be hell on Earth. She went near the old man and sat down opposite to him. "So... who are you Ojii-san?"

"I guess an introduction is in order. I'm Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, the Magician of Second Magic, most often known as Kaleidoscope."

Ayaka tilted her slightly and cross her arm as she couldn't recall such a name at all. Maybe she did but dismissed it.

"Well, I guess you could say I'm your aunt's teacher at her alma mater."

Ah, now she remembered. Her aunt did mention the name sometimes when Aunt Taiga wasn't around. Although she couldn't understand why she would mention the name full of spite. The old man in front of her was okay in her opinion.

"So what do you want to talk about Ojii-san?" Ayaka asked innocently.

"Well, I want you to help me with something. But there's a question I want to ask you."

"What is it? I'll try to answer."

Zelretch smiled internally, this was going smoothly.

"Do you want to be a hero?"

"Mikan! Mikan!" Rito ran around frantically, trying to find his missing little sister among the crowd.

The moment he walked out of the tent, he became excited to show his little sister what he got. But after looking around for her for a while he began to worry. He asked the locals about her but all of them said they didn't saw her.

"Mikan!" He shouted once again and coughed as he felt his throat was in pain. With the amount of screaming he did, it's no wonder that his throat would get hurt. Even so, he continued to call out her name.

"Mi- eh?" He spotted a familiar brown hair towering over the crowd, and indeed there she was; being carried as if like a father holding his asleep daughter, only said man was not their father at all.

Rito widened his eyes and run after the man.

"Stop! Where are you taking my sister?!"

The man turned his head and noticed Rito chasing after him. The man cursed under his breath and walked faster. That proved to a bad move as Rito began to sprint, thanks to his continuous activity on football (or soccer). Just when Rito was about to reach him, the man began to run. The kidnapper weaved through the crowd as fast as possible, until Rito decide he had enough.

"Someone stop him! He's trying to take my sister!"

Everyone began to try to stop the man by blocking his path. Among the crowd someone grabbed his shoulder, seemingly asking to hand over Mikan nicely as Rito couldn't hear what he said. At first, all seems well and good as the kidnapper lowered his right hand. That was until he quickly draws out an item.

*Bang*

Everyone became stunned as the person who asked for Mikan fall on the ground, pool of blood coming out of him. A scream was heard, and all hell broke loose. Everyone in the vicinity ran to the opposite direction of where the fallen man was. While this happened, Rito, who was shocked, noticed the man used this chance to leave. He broke out of his stupor and continued his chase.

After struggling through the panicking crowd while trying not to lose the assailant, he immediately went for a sprint after him. A car was waiting for the kidnapper right at the exit of the shrine. The man got into the car and ordered the driver to leave. By the time Rito managed to reach there, the car left, leaving him to bite the dust.

The young boy helplessly watched the car slowly moved out of his sight, despair loomed over him as the vehicle it got further away for each second.

"No. No. NO! STOP!" Tears started to flow out of his eyes. His vision became slightly blurry but he continued to chase the car, hoping to catch up to it by some miracle. "Please, not my sister." He stumbled, he felt his legs were burning. Negative emotions began to fill his heart as his hope to save his sister slowly diminished.

Finally, his legs gave up. He fell on the ground and couldn't hear the sound of the vehicle moving.

'Please,' he prayed in his heart. 'Someone... somebody save her,' His heart broke peace by peace. 'Or at least give me the power do it. Didn't that old man give me those cards to be a hero? How am I suppose to be a hero if I can't save my beloved sister? Somebody...'

'I can't believe the first thing I woke up is hearing a kid begging for help.'

?!

'I guess I'll forever be the same... so, you want help to save your sister?'

"Yes. I want to save her."

'Well, I can borrow you my power. But it doesn't come for free, kid.'

"It's okay, as long as I can save her."

'Alright then, just make sure you follow my instructions.'

Rito picked himself up as he listened to the instructions of the echoing voice in his head. He slipped his hand into his pocket and took out the 'Archer' card he received from the old man. He placed the card at his heart as he felt it beats harder in anticipation, he composed his heart as a new resolve was made.

"Class Card, Archer. Install."

"Looks like we manage to lose that kid," the kidnapper said as he returned to a comfortable position.

He had to praise the kid for how resilient he was. Even though he witnessed the kidnapper shot someone and cause a riot to escape, he managed to follow him until the exit. But too bad for him, no matter how fast he was he will never catch up to a car. Afterall, he's just a human.

Oh, how big of a mistake was that assumption.

The car stopped abruptly, causing the kidnapper to hit his head on the driver seat's head cushion.

"Oi, why did you stop?" He questioned with annoyance in his voice.

"Someone's blocking the car. Just look," the kidnapper raised his eyebrow and could not believe his eyes.

There he was, Rito, standing in the middle of the road blocking the car. He held a pair of scimitars, on his left was a black one while on the right was a white one. His appearance changed completely as he wore a black body armor, which consisted of a black tight and sleeveless shirt with silver accents and a metal plate on his collar, and black pants that had two black straps on his thighs, and another two strapped around his shins separate from each other. He wore black metal plated shoes, which appear to be attached to his trousers. He also had a red coat with gold accents on the wrist and it was sleeveless on his right arm. His eyes became heterochromatic, brown on the right and silver on the left.

"Let go of my sister," Rito demanded in an emotionless voice.

Nothing happened for a moment until the car revved up, attempting to ram Rito.

"I see. So that's your answer."

Rito jumped and landed on the car's roof, stabbing the scimitars on it. He pulled the pair of blades, grinding across the roof causing some screeching noise and sparks. The kidnapper looked up and panicked by the fact not only he managed to jump on top of the vehicle, but he was able to tear its roof like a citrus fruit's skin.

When the roof was completely taken off, the driver pulled the handbrake, causing the car to stopped abruptly again. The sudden stop made Rito unable to prepare for a safe landing, thus rolling on the road. He got himself up and quickly rolled away as the car moved passed him. He began to chase after the vehicle once again, this time managed to catch it up. He tossed his blades towards the back wheel, causing it to unable control itself and crash into a lamppost.

The kidnapper and driver had enough and got off the car, only to feel something pierce through their abdomen. Rito, who now held a giant bow and lowered it, simply walked passed them. Both of them fell on the ground, their conscious fades away as their life slowly diminishes. The archer dismissed his bow and 'arrows' into blue motes. The moment he saw the sleeping form of his little sister, tears of joy appeared and he picked her up.

"Onii-chan?" Mikan, barely conscious, wondered his face of relieved.

"It's okay Mikan, just go back to sleep."

Mikan went back to sleep while Rito began his walk back to home. He looked up into the sky and held Mikan even closer. A determined look appeared on his face and took a large breath.

"No matter what comes in our way, I will definitely protect you, Mikan. I swear this to the stars and the Root."

Under the night sky, I swear upon the stars and the Root

Under the night sky, I am not the only Hero being made

Under the night sky far from home, an Extraterrestrial wished to find her prince

Fate made us meet each other to make memories

Fate will be our doom and our promise

Fate/Extraterrestrial