Ian turned to Marcus and Archer of Alpha.
"Now that you've summoned your Servant, Ian, you are now officially a participant in this Holy Grail War." Marcus stated. "It's going to be a difficult road."
"I know."
"Are you certain that you want this?"
"I am." Ian said, determination in his eyes.
'He's probably doing this because he thinks his mother would be proud of him.' Marcus sighed inwardly. 'Honestly, I don't know if Jenny would be.'
"Very well. Complete the rest of your homework and then I'll show you the ropes of the Grail War."
Ian nodded. Marcus and Archer exited the basement.
"You don't have to worry, Daddy!" Assassin of Alpha said cheerfully as Ian turned to face her. "We'll protect Daddy! No one's gonna hurt you!"
Ian smiled warmly at the small girl's sweet declaration. "Thanks, Assassin."
The black-haired boy then ruffled Assassin of Alpha's hair before turning to exit the basement, the white-haired girl following close behind him.
Fate/new dawn
Chapter 1: The First Night
Later that night, Marcus and Ian were walking patrolling the city with their Servants following behind in spirit form.
Marcus had changed into a black hat, black jacket, dark blue jeans, and red tennis shoes.
"As you should know, Ian, the Grail War is something that which must be hidden from the world. Therefore, fights between Servants must take place at night." He whispered to Ian, whom nodded.
"Well, I'm surprised to see you out and about!" a voice called out.
The voice belonged to a thuggish man with brown hair, hazel eyes, a black leather jacket, white shirt, light brown pants, and black leather boots. Ian tensed up and was about to have Assassin reveal herself but his uncle reassured him.
"Wait. He's an ally."
Ian promptly relaxed.
"So, I'm assuming he's with our faction." The man, Wesley King, guessed.
"He is." Marcus nodded. "This is my nephew, Ian. Ian, this is Wesley King."
Ian then spoke, but he was still unnerved by Wesley. "W-Which Servant did you summon?"
"You can show yourself, Berserker." Wesley said.
Berserker of Alpha appeared next to Wesley in a shower of golden particles. He was a tall man of pure muscle with shaggy blonde hair and skin that was so pale, it was ash-colored. His body was covered in innumerable scars and was covered in leather straps coiling about his body and face. A frightening grin was plastered on the face of this mountain of a man and it seemed to be permanent.
"Greetings, comrade in our glorious fight against the oppressors in the Omega faction." Berserker said jovially.
'Well, crap. It just had to be Spartacus, didn't it?' Ian hid his intimidation at Berserker's presence. 'This is gonna be a pain.'
"We're scared, Daddy."
"Anyway though, I was going to show Ian the ropes." Marcus said.
"Figures. He's your nephew and the newest Master, after all." Wesley nodded. "But before you go, I have to inform you that I've received some information of Caster of Omega."
"I overhead two Omega Masters talking about their faction's Caster. Apparently, she's almost completely dropped off their radar."
"So, Omega Caster's gone AHWOL?" Marcus inquired.
"No. Omega's leader let Caster and her Master go to wherever the Hell they went. The first guy thought that it was an act of cowardice, but the guy he was talking with had actually met Caster." Wesley sighed. "Apparently, Caster's the type of person to just go set up shop somewhere else because she can't fight worth s*** unless she's got the home-field advantage."
"That's pretty typical for Casters." Ian stated. "They tend to compensate for their lackluster physical combat abilities with all sorts of different magic tricks, typically utilizing their Territory Creation skills."
"I'm worried, honestly." The thuggish man admitted. "According to that same guy, Caster's a scary b****. And with the fact that we won't even be able to get reliable information because Caster and her Master barely keep contact with the rest of Omega, we have next to no idea what we're up against."
"But fear not, for we shall overcome the cowardly oppressor!" Berserker stated.
"Anyway, that's all I got to tell you two." Wesley said before Berserker resumed spirit form and he began to walk away.. "And good luck, kid; you're gonna need it."
Serena Gracelyn was never one to be easily intimidated. She was a thirty-year-old woman with brown hair and hazel eyes who wore a black suit and tie with matching gloves and shoes. A good amount of fearlessness was necessary for being a bodyguard. To be specific, she was Marcus' bodyguard.
However, this monster of a Servant standing before her changed that.
The monstrous Servant had skin, long, matted, wild, dark brown hair, colossal, statue-like, bulging muscles, piercing yellow eye and the other glowing red. Everything about him gave away what class of Heroic Spirit he was; Berserker. He wore nothing but some sort of armored kilt and metal braces on his wrists and ankles. The weapon the monster held in hand was made of stone and was mix between a sword and an axe.
Between her and the monster was a man with long brown hair and brown eyes wearing brass-colored armor covered with etchings and white cloth. Attached to his breast plate was plated skirt to one side and his gauntlets were a series of metal plates. For some reason, his greaves were shaped to give the appearance of reptilian feet. He wore a white cape that came down to his calves with a pair of red stripes on his robes, one going over the cloth over his breastplate and the other going across the shoulder and down the cape. In his hand, he wielded a sword. He was Rider of Omega.
"Stay behind me, Master." Her Servant, Rider of Alpha, warned her.
To the side of Serena was Leeroy Jenner, another Master of Alpha. His Servant was their faction's Lancer; a tall, muscular man with bronze skin and black eyes with red pupils. His armor, though it for some reason resembled a leotard was black and gold with little bits of purple and an opening that exposed his midsection. He wore an odd mix between a helmet and a crown that covered all his hair except for two small, thin braids of red hair on the side of his head. His boots had the same color scheme as the rest of his armor and were open-toed. He stood in a position resembling a 'Y', somehow believing it to be an effective battle stance. His spear was behind him, somehow standing upright with seemingly nothing supporting it. The spear had a black handle and the rest was made of some red crystal substance. The spearhead composed majority of the spear and was thicker than the other crystal part of the spear.
Berserker of Omega let out a roar before swinging his axe-sword at Rider of Alpha, to leapt out of the way. Lancer of Alpha then grabbed his spear and swung at Heracles, who retaliated but the strike but his opponent used his spear to block. The Servant of Alpha then repeatedly struck at the monstrous Servant of Omega before leaping into the air.
"ROMA!" he yelled as he brought his spear down on Berserker's head.
Berserker growled as he stumbled back before raising his axe-sword. Rider of Alpha drew his sword and moved to stab Berserker, but barely even scratched the giant monster.
"A new Rome shall be built here!" he declared. "Behold! Everything, absolutely everything leads to my lance! Magna Voluisse Magnum!"
Rider got back before Lancer slammed his spear into the ground in front of Berserker before a massive tree grew underneath the giant. When the tree dissipated, Berserker fell from the sky and made a crater in the concrete when he landed.
Lancer then posed triumphantly. "Behold my spear! It proof that Rome is here!"
But Berserker rose to his feet, his body glowing red as his injuries reversed themselves.
"That's not good." Leeroy said, stating the obvious.
"Very troubling." Serena muttered.
"Heracles." Lancer frowned.
"That's Heracles?" Serena exclaimed.
"Yes. He has a Noble Phantasm known as God Hand that allows him to be revived eleven times. Killing him in one way will not work twice." Lancer of Alpha stated. "Though he may try, he will never overcome Rome, for Rome will never fall! Rome is the world! Rome is eternal! And I am Rome!"
"Romulus, huh?" said a voice.
A man walked out of the alley behind Berserker of Omega. He was a tall man with red hair, amber eyes, and glasses. He wore a hoodie, pants, shoes, and gloves, all of which were black.
"I am Jeffery Stanford. I am here representing Omega. I see you've already met Berserker." he flashed a sinister grin. "Berserker, destroy them!"
Berserker let out a might roar before he charged towards Lancer and Rider and began unleashing a fierce flurry of mighty slashes before finishing with a mighty downward swing that caused a pillar of light to erupt under them. The two Servants of Alpha were sent flying back by the attack. The monstrous Servant roared once again.
"We need to get out of here!" Serena said as Rider and Lancer stood to their feet.
Berserker was about to give chase as the members of the Alpha faction fled but his Master raised a hand.
"Wait. Let them go. We'll finish them off later." Jeffery ordered. "Besides, giving chase might cause the War to be exposed."
Berserker let out a low growl as Jeffery turned to walk away. The monstrous Berserker went into spirit form and followed after him.
"Still, Romulus…" Jeffery smirked. "Saber is going to be pleased…"
As Marcus put his radio away, he frowned.
"What happened, Uncle Marcus?"
"That was Serena Gracelyn, Master of Rider."
"Your bodyguard?"
"That's the one." he said. "She and Leeroy Jenner, Master of Rider, had a run-in with Berserker of Omega."
Ian's eyes widened.
"They managed to identify Berserker of Omega as Heracles." Marcus sighed. "Of all the Heroic Spirits we'll have to fight, it just had to be Heracles."
"That God Hand's going to be a pain to get through…" Ian muttered.
"Anyway, she warned all Masters on our side to not engage Berserker unless absolutely necessary." The business owner continued. "He's as much of a monster as he looks."
"I can believe that." his nephew nodded.
They continued walking.
Class: Lancer
True Name: Romulus
Master: Leeroy Jenner
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Sex: Male (Rome)
Height/Weight:190 cm/140 kg
Strength: B
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Mana: C
Luck: B
Noble Phantasms: A++
Class Skills
Magic Resistance B
Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for them to be affected.
Personal Skills
Natural Body C
Romulus can temporarily rank up his Strength. Furthermore, even without training, he's still beyond brawny. No matter how many calories he ingests, his body shape will not change.
Imperial Privilege EX
The divine ancestor is almighty. For Romulus, his relevant Skills are Riding, swordsmanship, fine arts, Charisma, Military Tactics, and a truly diverse set of other things. Having this Skill, Romulus has personally sealed his naturally high ranked Divinity.
Septem Colles A
Grants blessings to those he recognizes as his 'children', e.g. Roman emperors.
Noble Phantasms
Magna Voulisse Magnum "All Things Lead to My Lance" A++
The spear of nation building. It is put on par with the large tree that appears in the dream that his mother Silvia saw, which symbolizes Rome itself. At the occasion of nation founding, he violently thrusted a spear on the Palatium (Palatine Hill).
As a Noble Phantasm, it is endowed with plants manipulation abilities and, in case the True Name is released, the spear will undergo a great transformation as a large tree and create "the past, present, and future appearance of the imperial capital of Rome", washing away the target with a torrent of violent waves. Mass weapon Rome.
Moles Necessrie "My Loves Reaches All" B
The legend in which Romulus killed his beloved brother Remus, manifested as a bloodsoaked rampart of love.
It is a Bounded Field Noble Phantasm which protects the space isolated by the walls. The fortress walls instantly rise from the earth, so the summoning of the field can be positioned to cleave targets like a guillotine.
Edit: Fixed some spacing issues in Romulus' stat sheet.
Okay, so Lancer of Alpha is Romulus, Berserker of Alpha is Spartacus, and Berserker of Omega is Heracles. I only provided a stat sheet for Romulus because providing a stat sheet for each one would take up too much space. I get the feeling that I'm going to have fun with writing Romulus' dialogue because the guy is such a large ham sandwich. For a time, I had Romulus as one of the Servants on my main team in Fate/Grand Order. For those of you who haven't heard of the game, EMIYA has some words regarding the gacha.
EMIYA: Hey, that's Hell your walking into.
Kinks in the gacha aside, the game's a lot of fun. And the story's pretty interesting. Back on the subject of the gacha, though, it isn't all that bad. I have a small handful of 5-stars; Okita, Scathach, Orion (unfortunately), and Altera. Getting a little off subject here, I hate how Fate/Grand Order handled Orion. Sure, the whole concept of Artemis hijacking Orion because she's so overprotective of him and fighting in his place is an interesting concept, but it was handled so poorly in my opinion. Artemis' manner of dress is ridiculous when you consider that she's the goddess of virginity, she and the real Orion (though him being reduced to a plush bear was actually pretty funny) have lousily-written personalities, and the fact that Orion is a 5-star means that the scenario of EMIYA losing to an empty-headed ditz-of-a-goddess and her perverted plush bear is very possible. Unfortunately, I hear that I'm going to need her for the Gawain fight in the Camelot singularity. Yay...
Getting back of subject, I'm saving up Saint Quartz for the re-run of the Christmas 2017 event because that's when I have a better chance of getting Jack. I love her because I find her to be an interesting take on Jack the Ripper, I love her backstory, and she's really good in gameplay. Best Assassin-class in my opinion. That critical star generation of hers is nothing to joke about.
I've been rambling for too long. Anyway, leave a review. Constructive criticism will be accepted and Flames will be used to make s'mores. Arrivederci!