Well, I've had review that asks whether I should have Minato have Merlin, Mordred, and Archer(Fate Stay/Night) as some of Minato's Personas. Should I add them? I know I won't add Merlin, but the other two I might, I just have to get their personalities right. Let me know if you do want to have them as Minato's Persona's.

Anyway, on with the story.

-Starnightking

…So leaving the ruined living room behind, we move to my room. In front of me is the Servant who should be "absolutely obedient" from my Command Spell. He's there, but…

"So, this is the personality of my Master, huh." he says as he leans against the wall.

How exactly is this "absolutely obedient"?

"You do know how important a Command Spell is, right Master?" he ask me while looking at the ground uninterested again.

"I-I know. It's the right to give your Servant three orders, right? What about it?" I reply, my voice shaking.

"The Command Spell forces the Servant to act the according order. It doesn't just stop their actions, it strengthens them as well. For example, if I'm to far away from you, you can use one of your Command Spells to instantly transport me to your location, assuming we have enough magical energy. It allows Servants to surpass their limits, and now were down to two."

"I-I know that. It's fine, we still have two and that order I gave you isn't useless, either."

"Well, I guess it's my fault for teasing you." he says nonchalantly.

…He was just teasing me… all this for a little teasing…

"The Command Spell works poorly on broad orders." he continues, "If you say to 'protect me though this war', the power of the Command Spell weakens. The force will last a long time, but since the associated pain is weak, some Servants will be able to disobey."

"But and order like "Deliver the next attack with all your might', is absolute, and hard for the Servant to resist. So, I think you can guess what I'm thinking right now, right Master?"

"…I get the idea. You're saying broad, long-lasting orders are meaningless, right? If the effect is weak, Servants can act against it. It's better to make a single absolute order than to give weak ones, right?" I answer and he nods, his eyes closed and he leans on the wall.

"Right. The Command Spell is a way to bring about miracles beyond human abilities. Using it for orders we can achieve by other means is pointless. It's just like the Command Spell you just used. Something like that is beyond even a hundred Command Spells."

"Ugh…so the Command Spell I just used was meaningless…?"

"I would say yes, but you're skill as a magus is on a completely different level."

I can't tell if he's praising me or not.

"On a completely different level…you mean…Hey, you. Tell me your condition right now." I have a gut feeling, so I ask him boldly.

"That Command Spell should have only changed my attitude to 'I'll respect her opinions a little', but right now, I feel that if I disagree with you…I feel like I've been up for three days straight. In other words, I would feel exhausted if I go against your will." he replies.

"So…" that means the Command Spell wasn't meaningless, and it worked in my favor?

But this guy keeps looking away from me, not looking me in the eye at all, and it doesn't seem like he's any weaker. Though, even if he is weakened when going against me, I doubt even ten of me could take him on.

"You're young, but you're an outstanding magus. My mistake for patronizing and teasing you." he says and looks my way with a soft smile on his face. For some reason, I feel embarrassed.

"Uh…hey, stop it. We argued a lot, but they say both sides are usually at fault in this sort of thing…" I stutter.

"I see. I'm glad you understand." he nods.

"…You changed your tune quickly." I say suspiciously.

"I told you it was only a little teasing. Though I didn't think you would use a Command Spell, it did give me a chance to see your power. You're talented, so I have no objections if you help in battle." he says.

"Huh?"

Uh…I think he's saying he's found a powerful Master, so…

"So you accept me as Master even without the Command Spell?" I ask hopefully.

"Yeah. I wasn't sure if you'd be able to handle my power, but you proved yourself. You should feel the connection from the contract."

"Contract?" now that he mentions it, my body does feel strange.

It feel like the nerves, once closed within me, are now pointing outwards…And on top of that, part of my magical energy is flowing into the boy in front of me.

"I see. Servants are called by the Holy Grail, but what keeps them in this world is…"

"That's right. The Master sends their magical energy to their Servants to keep them in this world. The magical energy you're supplying is fine. You might not have experience, but your skills have potential. I would guess that a magus would faint after summoning a Servant. And to use a Command Spell right afterwards, you truly are a first class Master."

"H-heh. Praising me now won't do you any good." Embarrassed, I avert my gaze.

I wasn't really expecting this. I'm forcing him to obey with the Command Spell, but for a Servant, a being superior to humans, to honestly accept that I am his Master…

"So? Which Servant are you?" I collect myself and finally get to the point.

"…Archer." he simply states and reverts back to unemotional face.

…As I suspected. This is natural, thought. I mistook the time, the summoning circle didn't work, and I even summoned the Servant to the wrong place. It was all to clumsy to call Saber, the Strongest Servant.

"What a blunder. Using that many jewels and not calling Saber…it's too appalling to face."

"You underestimate me, Master. Even though I am Archer, I could be considered Saber, Lancer, Caster, and Assassin. I could have been Berserker, but I'm not fond of the idea. I absolutely can not be Rider though." he tells me and my head shoots to his direction.

A Servant able to be categorized as six different classes? Is that possible?

"If anything, Master, you just pulled out a Wild Card." he tells me with a smirk on his face, "You have summoned the most luckiest Servant you could have."

This boy…might be a pretty good guy.

"All right. Then be sure to show me your skills later on, Archer. If you do, I'll apologize for everything up until now."

"Don't forget. You'll know how lucky you are when the time comes." he smirks again. He's pretty confident in his skills.

"Well, fine. Leaving that aside, which heroic spirit are you? You don't look like a hero from the distant past." I ask curiously.

He's wearing a school uniform which has had me curious for awhile now. It looks like a uniform from this time, but that couldn't be. I haven't heard of anything major happening enough to warrant someone a hero.

He looks away from me. It seems he's uncomfortable talking about his past. He then looks up, sighs, and then looks at me.

"What year is it?" He asks.

"2004" I tell him, confused by his question.

"I see." he says with a sad smile on his face, "I haven't died yet."

"Huh?" …Hasn't died… yet?

"Wait! What do you mean you havent died yet?! Are you saying you're a Hero from the future!" I ask him.

He nods. "Is it that unbelievable? The Throne of Heroes takes Heroic spirits from all different time periods.

Well, that is true…Now I was curious. "Will you tell me your story?

He nods and begins his tale.

"It was going to happen wasn't it? The end of the world?" I ask him.

"Yes. Nyx did exist, and the end of the world was coming, but I ended up stopping it." he said.

"How? If she had the power to end the world, how were you, a human, able to stop her?" I asked, curious as to how a boy my age could be considered a Heroic Spirit.

"I sealed her away. But the price to pay for the seal, was my life." he said and made the same sad smile he did before. "In other words, I'm like the Messiah." he chuckled.

"…" …I think I am lucky to have summoned this Spirit. To have actually saved the world at his age.

"This actually has it's advantages." he started, "A Pro is that not many Heroic Spirits will be able to recognize who I am, and…"

"People won't be able to either because your story or legend hasn't been told yet." I finish for him and he nods.

"Yeah. And another Pro is that what I had done, I had done in secret so nobody knows what I can do, or even have a chance of figuring out my Noble Phantasm." he smirks.

That's true, because he hasn't died yet, his story hasn't been told, and only he knows the limit to his skills.

"So, can you tell me what your skills are?" I ask.

"No." a fast reply.

"Why?!" I yell.

"It'll be better for you to it see for yourself. It's kind of hard to explain it."

"How will I be able to create a strategy if I don't know how strong my partner is!"

"It's because I am your Servant. So naturally, I am the strongest." he says in a voice full of confidence.

"Wha…" My thoughts freeze.

There no dishonesty in Archer's words. He thinks more highly of my powers than I do, even though we've only just met. I am silently stare at him, my face burning in embarrassment.

Geez, I'm definitely blushing. Why am I so weak against unexpected things?

"…Well, fine. It'll make no difference that no one will know your true strength. They do say that to fool your enemies you must first fool your allies…" I say to hide my embarrassment, and look away from Archer.

Well, like he said, I can find out how good a Servant he is later. For now, I have a higher priority.

"All right. I shall not question you about your true powers, for now. So Archer-"

"Minato." he cuts me off.

"Eh?"

"Minato Arisato. It's my name." he tells me.

Minato…I know that name. It was the name of the boy who had lost his parent in the car crash at Tatsumi Port.

"Ok, Minato." I say. It doesn't matter if I say his actual name since, like he said, he is a future Hero, so nobody should know his power.

"Here's is your first task." I say to him and he faces me.

"Already? You're gonna be troublesome, I just know it." he sighs, "So, who am I fig-"

As he asking, I throw a dustpan and broom in front of him.

"Huh?" he stares at them.

"Clean the room downstairs, please. You made that mess so be responsible and clean the place up." I tell him.

He stares at me for about ten seconds. After that he grabs the broom, and looks at me again.

"What does the term 'Servant' mean to you?" he says.

"A familiar, right? He's a bit quiet and unemotional, so he's difficult to understand."

Archer only continues to look at me. I don't intend to take back my words, and I do have a trump card.

"I wasn't summoned to be your-"

"Ah. By the way, this is an order from your Master. Doesn't your body feel exhausted when you go against your Master's wishes." I cut him off.

He is silent as he stares at me.

"Well, I'm sure it's nothing to you, but the penalty would continue until you clean up the living room. Won't it be dangerous to fight in such a condition tomorrow?" I ask him mischievously.

"You really are my Master." he says as he clenches the broom, "Fine, I'll do it. Good night, my devil of a Master." he says and leaves the room.

Well, he accepted the request gracefully. It is getting late, so I should rest for tonight. I can decide about how to treat him after I wake up.

The day of fate comes to a close. No, this is the start of fate.

I wonder how this War will turn out? I must say, I am curious.

"Hey, Tamamo, you think you can take over?" I ask

'Yes, Master.' she replies.

"Mm…Morning already…?"

…I'm so tired.

Looking out of the window dazed, I notice the sun's already way up.

"It's past nine…I don't think it's a question of being late any more…" I sigh.

Glancing at the clock, I confirm to myself that I'll be skipping school today.

"…My body's so heavy…it feels like he's taken over half my body."

I sit up in bed and take a deep breath…I'm not tired just because I'm not a morning person.

Like Minato said, a Master who has just summoned their Servant cannot function satisfactorily.

"…That's right. I summoned Archer, not Saber." I remember.

Well, it's not something I want to remember…but even if I don't like it, there's no second chance.

"About a day until my magical energy returns, huh? Then I guess today will just be a test drive." I say, slowly climbing out of bed.

I fight against the unseasonably warm air and my desire to stay wrapped up in my blanket, and check myself in the mirror.

Nothing is obviously wrong. Except for the fact that I have only about half the usual magical energy in my body, everything's up to par.

"Well, there shouldn't be any problems." I say stretching

For now, I want to check the situation. The Servant I summoned is Archer. He is a rude and almost unemotional guy who I can't seem to figure out.

On top of that, he is a future Heroic Spirit who doesn't want to tell me his skills…oh, I'm getting a headache already.

"I'll have to wait until I see his power before I ask him what his Noble Phantasm is. Well, as long as it's not a weak one." I say.

Servants are powerful familiars on their own, but what makes them the most powerful is that they all have one powerful 'secret' move.

"Mm…I'm getting very curious about his Noble Phantasm. I hope he tells me soon." I sigh and start getting dressed.

"…Wow. Maybe I should have a better opinion of him." I say as I find the living room just the way it was.

I only expected him to clear up the rubble, so I'm moved that he went this far. He must have felt bad about making such a mess of the living room or he wouldn't have done this. I should call him admirable or maybe just a nice guy.

"Ah! Good morning, Master!"

I freeze…his voice was full of…emotion. I turn to find him standing behind me sporting a big smile on his face.

"The suns already up. You must have overslept. If you want, I can wake you up every morning." he suggest.

…I stay silent; my shock not having worn off yet. Did I imagine his emotionless face, voice, and over all attitude? No, I'm sure he was like that…

"Huh? Is something wrong, Master? You look like you've seen a ghost." he says and stares at my face worriedly.

"…Who are you?" I ask, a little scared at his change in moods since yesterday.

"I'm Minato Arisato. The Servant you summoned yesterday." he says.

I stay silent again. I don't know what to say.

Then…

Almost as fast as his mood changed, his smile disappeared and his face showed no emotion again.

"Your face looks funny. Are you still asleep?" he says and puts his hands into his pockets.

"…Eh?" I could only say. His mood changes so suddenly that I couldn't comprehend what he just said.

"Hey, Master. Heeeeyyyy…" he calls. When I don't reply, he pinches my cheeks.

"OW!" I yell, "Wh-what did you do that for?!"

"You weren't responding." he states simply.

"Th-that's because of your fast changing mood swings!" I yell.

"Ah. That's part of my power. It's a bother to explain fully, so I'll give you a small version." he says and all my attention is diverted from nearly wanting to choke him to listening to his explanation.

"My power allows me to reach deep inside my soul and call forth a what is called a Persona. A Persona, is like a mask you wear when you face trouble. Most people have only one Persona, but I'm a rare case.

"Rare case?" I interupt.

He nods and continues, "I have over 200 Personas inside my soul.

"200!?" I scream. I may not know much about this, but even I can tell that is an insane number.

"These Personas, when I choose to focus on one, may change my personality and abilities. For example, if I have to clean a room, I choose a Persona who has knowledge and experience in cleaning. Their skills become mine along with their personality." he finishes.

"So, every Persona has its uses. Basically, you can call on a different Persona when you face a problem that your current Persona has difficulty with." I say and he nods.

"That's right."

"But, what is a Persona exactly?" I ask and he contemplates for a moment.

"…A different part of me." is all he says before he goes to the tea set on the table, "Do you want some? You still look half-asleep."

I guess for now, I'll drop the questions about his power.

"Oh well. It's true that I'm still tired, so I guess I'll have a drink." I say as I take a seat.

"Yes, Master." he replies with a huge smile on his face…again.

He must have 'switched' Personas. I watch as he elegantly pours the tea. His every motion is refined, almost as if he had been doing this for years…yet that smile of his is a bit unnerving…

"Here you go." he say and hands me the teacup.

As soon as he gives it to me, his face switches back to his 'normal' state.

"…Please warn me when you are going to change moods so suddenly. It unnerves me when you do that." I say and take a sip….oh, it's good.

Of course, it's an exotic Chinese tea. It's the best part of the my favorite leaf, so I'd get mad if it tasted bad. In fact, I get mad when someone uses one of my favorites without permission.

Yes…I would get mad, but when it's brewed so wonderfully, I'm too happy to complain.

"Hmm." he smirks.

"Wh-what?" I ask him suspiciously.

"Well, I was thinking of asking you how it was, but your face told me everything I need to know."

"…!" I slam the cup on the table.

"Ah. Sorry, I didn't mean to tease you." he lies, "But you should enjoy it not when it's hot. I'll go if I'm not wanted."

"Thanks but no thanks. I didn't become a Master just so someone could brew me tea." I say sternly.

"True. If that's how you want it, I'll be careful not to do anything without your order." he says.

"Right. What I need is a powerful familiar. I never heard of a Servant who does things around the house, and I've no need for one either."

"Geez…I try to do something nice and this thanks I get." he sighs.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry for hurting your feelings," I say sarcastically, "More importantly, can you tell me your Noble Phantasm."

"No." he says in an instant.

"Wh-why?!" I yell.

Instead of coming up with another remark or changing the subject, he only looks me straight in the eye and says, "If I used it, your magic circuits would overload and fry your nerves. My Noble Phantasm needs more mana than you could give me."

Well there you have it, second chapter. Let me know if you guys enjoyed and again if you guys want those two to be Minato's Persona.

-Starnightking