Authors Note: To be frank I rushed this out. Tell me if it's badly done and i'll fix it by around the same time I upload Chapter 3. Btw, are you all Fate people? I'm oddly curious as to what side of the fandom allowed you to read this story.

Kiritsugu Emiya inspected the woman across from him. For a certain meaning of the word "woman." He knew that most of her legend was buried far into the future. When he let her knew just who Illya was the daughter of she became a bit more docile compared to her aggressive attitude.

Enough so that he knew everything he needed to when he questioned her. The importance of the "Tactical Support Unit" was telling enough of how advanced the future became. Infinite bullets, missiles, and a deadly laser along with even more features had him widening his eyes. For all that to somehow be stored in a box that not only floated but gave advice and could even carry a humanoid made of wires and metals was insane.

To an outside observer it might have looked like she had almost ousted his position as a Master in the Holy Grail War. But the fact that they already got Avalon and that the Master they would have to make due with was an inexperienced child of his made them proceed.

But he wasn't sure how to use this woman. There was too much he didn't know about her, didn't know her legend and how she reacted to her trials. She was a loner he could tell. But that was it. She did have a purpose of some sort but he couldn't figure out what. He hadn't questioned her on her life story yet.

All he knew was that this woman was an excellent Servant. Pod had given a report about her basic stats in an easy to understand way. Rated on an alphabetical scale with plus modifiers. He had no doubt that Pod could also analyze other enemy Servants and give a similar rundown.

The stats of the Servant in front of him were: A in strength, with the potential to go to EX if multiple criteria were reached. A in Agility, C in Endurance, D in luck, and an EX in Noble Phantasms.

The plus modifier was supposed to be temporary, but as it was told to him the only stat that followed that rule was strength.

Mad Enhancement only affected strength. She didn't get any faster. She'd only get slower if her Master couldn't fuel her Mana requirement.

There were seven Servants, each of them being placed in one of seven classes. Berserker, something this A2 was, was typically regarded as the worst ones to possess.

Large drains of Od and an insane berserker that could even ignore command seals and were only good for strength since they forgot their sword skills. A2 took the Od drainage to the extreme. And Od was what humans produced on their own.

He wasn't happy to find out his daughter was powering what was essentially a walking power plant. Even worse was what exactly his daughters Od went towards.

An EX Noble Phantasm self-destruct technique.

And all anyone had left to show for it was a measly D rank in Mana.

It was not a complete failure however. She had another EX Noble Phantasm technique. But that was tucked away in her body, and couldn't be used offensively. There was more but he'd have to pull the sheet out again once he had spare time.

The bare bones of it was that Illya had an extremely fast moving and hard hitting Servant on her hands that actually remembered techniques and maneuvers.

What he didn't know was how he was going to proceed in the Fuyuki Holy Grail War.

Masters must act as an anchor to their Servant. They do this by providing what they need through Magical Paths. The link between Servant and Master, a link that also allowed for either of them to see the others past through their dreams.

Nobody sent their Servant in another country to fight the war and stay behind for that reason. The longer those Magical Paths had to travel the more consequences there were.

So every plan he had for Fuyuki wasn't applicable anymore. They were all plans that he felt comfortable performing with his current set pieces. Now Illya was a piece he had to protect.

He also had no choice in the matter. Illya must come. It was something that had to be done, mostly because the Church wouldn't have it. They wouldn't have any sympathy over Illya's age nor feelings. They'd drag her to the conflict one way or another, and if things got dragged on for long enough then the Mage's Association would get involved.

She couldn't stay here, and he couldn't pick out a good enough guard for her.

Not if things were like they were. Now it was a bit different. Now he had a safety net arranged for her. The Einzbern's specialized in alchemy, but they also had the bases covered in a mansion in Fuyuki. Enough so he could take advantage of Berserker and not have to worry over Illya.

"I told her to only use her command seals to summon you to her side." She remained silent, staring at him. He took the time to examine her once again.

Long white hair, like his wife, which was symbolic since both people weren't "technically" human. A2 however came with an odd set of clothes. Thick black gloves, with the forearm being reinforced with another layer of clothing that seemed to sport Celtic patterns. A shirt that placed black fur around the neck and had a piece of leather fastened to her breast.

Nier-NEAR ankle high heels along with white pants or jeans, he wasn't up to date with fashions. But he knew the black or dark blue fur around her ankles was odd. Along with the chains around her lower half. He didn't know why she wore the chains. They were impractical, she couldn't use them as a defensive or offensive weapon, and it was possible to wrap your fist around one too.

If she wasn't a dual wielding Berserker he would have ordered them removed.

He looked over her shoulder for a few seconds as the silence went on. A white hilt and tassel poked out over her shoulder. The other weapon had its handle poking out below that.

Virtuous Contract and Beastbane. Two high tier Noble Phantasms that she possessed. She had a lot more than just two. Twenty or so?

For human technology to make weapons that became Noble Phantasms wasn't something he ever expected to happen. Combat bracers, spears, great swords and regular swords were what she possessed. And her combat prowess with all of them made her extremely valuable. Although some of them seemed a little ancient.

Beastbane was one of the older looking ones, but no one had heard of it, so it must have been constructed in the far feature.

The Iron Pipe alluded him however. He never expected to capitalise an iron pipe but when you turn an iron pipe into a Noble Phantasm then you have to do it.

He still didn't understand what kind of smith could have the patience or the boredom to waste once in a lifetime materials on making an Iron Pipe into a Noble Phantasm but it happened.

Silence passed for a few seconds. "Query: A Noble Phantasm has been detected within the hollowed out scabbard. Can we assume that you had intended to summon another Servant?"

He stared at the Pod for a second before turning back to her. "That's right. Illya wasn't supposed to get involved."

The Pod spoke again using its arms to gesture. "Proposal: Kiritsugu Emiya should use the Noble Phantasm to summon its original user. The scabbard alone gives off significant energy, and using it in the ritual would also bring in the sword that went with the scabbard."

Kiritsugu didn't move his gaze, focusing only on A2's face and body posture. Finally she replied. "What? Don't look at me. I'm not the one talking to you."

"It's you that I'm interested in." He didn't blink or turn away. "What are you going to do if you win the Holy Grail?"

She remained silent. For her that was the golden question wasn't it?

A2 had probably finished off every machine she came across with that stunt Pod had her pull against the network. She fought and won against all who came to challenge her. A future written millennia ahead of where she was right now was the only thing she was interested in.

But she'd erase herself. No, that didn't really matter. What mattered was getting it right. In the future nothing lived on Earth anymore. Nothing worth mentioning anyway.

How'd she stop that? Wish aliens out of existence? Seemed simple enough. Was the only choice she really had since she had such a huge margin to screw up if she picked any other way of doing it. But she had to reply to this guy. No one would believe her if she spoke the truth. She just had to win this stupid little war and kill the future.

"Proposal: Unit A2 should-"

"Shut. Up." She couldn't let Emiya figure it out. It'd just bring some unneeded drama and waste time. "And as for you Emiya you can calm down. Its not like I'm gonna wish for mass murder or something stupid." She waited for a beat before reconsidering and extending an olive branch so she could get shit done already. "Look, long story short is that the future goes to shit okay? I'm not gonna screw anything up fixing that am I?"

Kiritsugu stared back at her. He didn't bring up that only one can win, he didn't tell her she'd have to work with someone only to fight her later on. She knew that already because of the Holy Grail.

She knew that she might not have much of a chance. Not if Illya took his side.

He kept his quiet, but there really wasn't much to debilitate over. The Einzbern family wouldn't let it slide if he had Berserker killed now.

Instead he stood up and walked back to the church in the Einzbern manor. As he walked he thought back on when he and Iris came into the church.

The first thing he noticed when he woke up was the missing sheet. And sweet Illya wasn't stupid. She had peeked in on them when they had constructed the summoning ritual.

It was a long night spent easing Iris's worries and gently telling exactly what Illya had gotten herself caught up in. It wasn't easy since Iri panicked.

He hated it when his wife panicked. It made him feel like a failure. And that panic had a way of spreading to the entire family. Illya wanting to cling to both of them and Iri trying to be gentle but firm.

Hm. This war was already taking a lot from him. But his dream, the wish that he's gave his whole life towards was worth it. Whatever A2's wish was his was more important.

Peace for the world benefited both the android and him. If it was a technological issue or some sort of disaster then his wish would solve it. Besides...she had a lot of tries since she was somehow summoned so far before her own time.

It was the future fighting against the present. He recognised something similar, something that could compare A2 and him. Both of them pushed their bodies as hard as they could to achieve what they wanted.

As he walked away he pulled out the sheet of paper that Pod printed out for him.

Strength: A - EX

Agility: A

Endurance: C

Mana: D

Luck: D

Noble Phantasm: EX

He turned his eyes and ignored multiple trivial details like date of production, serial codes and other bits of data and focused on some of her skills.

Black Box: An EX self-destruct Noble Phantasm. It's range is measured in city blocks and will erase everything inside. A2 included.

This is why he wasn't too happy about Illya of all people providing for A2's needs. He turned to the next one.

Pod: A rank C supportive Noble Phantasm that's capable of using other minor Noble Phantasms. Capable of analyzing the status and capabilities of Heroic Spirits and humans.

Wretched Weaponry: An EX Noble Phantasm contained within A2's body. The Noble Phantasm allows A2 to remember and record everything that she experiences in the Holy Grail War, allowing her to make use of such data for future Grail Wars. The main benefit to this Noble Phantasm is the Plug-in Chips many benefits.

Madness Enhancement: B. A2's Madness Enhancement must be turned on by A2. A process which takes two seconds. Upon doing so her damage output is dramatically increased at the cost of constantly draining vitality and receiving more damage. A2 suffers no mental deficiencies and is still capable of making sound judgements.

He tucked the paper back into his shirt and opened the doors to the church. He had glossed over the sheet but he know she had something that took away the danger of class skills life taking ability. He knew it was somewhere under the miles of paragraphs that constituted the Wretched Weaponry "summary" but he didn't really have the time to bother with that right now.