"Fate-Alia!" - Chibi America


England and America stared at the young woman who had just appeared from the summoning circle and now stands there with her emerald eyes looking into England's eyes that matches hers, too shock was America to even comprehend on what just happened and too surprised was England for him to see that the spell worked despite America's intrusion, the effects of using an unfamiliar spell taking toll to his body already, it must of been the spell casted that's what causing his heart to race as well, even though this had only occurred when England first looked upon the Servant.

The two Nations were soon brought out of their state when the Servant spoke again.

"I am of the Servant class Saber, if you are my Master, please tell me."

England blinked rapidly before clearing his throat and approached the Servant, sweats starting to appear on the side of his forehead, despite suddenly feeling low on energy, England spoke to the Servant Saber.

"I...I am Arthur Kirkland, it was I who has call you to this world, and so, I am your Master."

England decided to use his human name as an introduction so that he can reveal his Nation identity later, there were other reasons such as feeling it a bit strange to just say his Nation name to someone he had just met regardless of the young woman to be something he had summoned, once he gets used to, he shall reveal his true name, but perhaps he should get to know the Servant's name first.

The Servant placed a hand over her heart and bowed her head respectively, after she gave her courtesy, England questioned her, "Tell me, what is your true identity?"

"I am titled as the King of Knights, and my true name is-" Saber stopped when she noticed her Master's eyes seemed unfocused, more sweats starting to appear and his body swayed back and forth. Before she could ask of his wellbeing, England fell forward and would have face planted to the floor if Saber was not there to catch him.

"Master!" Saber shouted to England in surprise, she held on to her Master as England's head rested on the Knight's shoulder, Saber is able to see the Englishman's face up close and while she noted how ridiculously thick her Master's eyebrows were, she also noticed that there were sweats falling on the side of his face, had her Master exert himself somehow when he was performing the summoning ritual? Surely it wouldn't take that much energy out of him, especially when it's the Grail that does the summoning.

"Whoa, England!" America ran to England's side as Saber watches him, finally acknowledging his presence.

"Who are you?" Saber questioned the American.

America blinked a couple of times before answering her question with a wide smile, "Me? I'm the hero everyone relies on called America!" He gave a thumbs up and his toothy smile glimmered like a star. Saber could of sworn she saw a flag with red and white stripes and stars in the top corner waving behind the man but she dismisses as her eyes deceiving her, her attention was brought back to England who remained unconscious.

"If you are an ally to my Master," Saber said to the American, "Then assist me in taking him to a bed."

The wonder of who this young woman is was temporarily forgotten by America as the need of a hero is mentioned, "No worries miss, I'll help old Iggy here!" America said, Saber cringed at the loud volume the American spoke in.

America took England out of Saber's arms and slung the Englishman over his shoulder, he then started running out through the door with England's body bouncing on his shoulder, Saber didn't really like the way this loud man was carrying her Master and so addressed her complaint.

"Surely you can handle him in a more gentle matter?" Saber said, America simply gave her a toothy grin.

"Don't worry, the hero has everything under control," America said, if having everything under control means treating Saber's Master like a doll carried by a carefree child in a form of a man then Saber wouldn't trust him to carry any sort of personal belongings.

They went up the stairs and out of the basement with Saber constantly telling the American to slow down but America not understanding why he should and continue on the way he is, soon they were in a room with a bed in the corner and a window beside it, a closet door to the wall and the walls of the room covered in a Victorian style wall paper.

America dropped England on his bed and did a heroic pose while proudly saying, "Hahaha! The hero has done it again!" He looks back down at England, seeing his unconscious form made America's smile falter and a frown appeared. Was England going to be okay? As America looks over England he noticed a something faintly glowing on England's back hand, three symbols were imprinted on the Englishman's backhand with one symbol looking similar to that of England's flag, just when he begins to question when did the tattoo suddenly appear, Saber walks towards England to see if any damage is done cause by the American's recklessness.

"Must you treat my Master in such a rough way?" Saber asked, America then remembered the young woman who literally came out of nowhere and so decided to question her now.

"Oh yeah, so where'd you come from anyway?"

Saber blinked in confusion over the question, if the American knew of her Master and was present during her summoning, wouldn't he know of her purpose here?

"My Master here, Arthur, has summoned me."

"But when, I mean, I didn't even see you come in?" America said, scratching the back of his head, was this woman a new maid or something? She did call England her Master.

"Arthur has summoned me from that ritual," Saber said, when America still didn't look like he understood, she elaborated, "The ritual that he made for summoning Servants who has passed on?"

"Wait a minute, are you saying that Iggy here used that magic crap and it actually worked?" America said.

"I am proof of it," Saber answered, she was surprised to see that the America knew nothing about her summoning, she wonders what else is he oblivious to, "Are you even aware of the reason why I am here to begin with?"

"Nope!" America said cheerfully, his expression suddenly changed as if something struck him.

"Wait, you said that Iggy can summon guys who just died?" America asked, Saber nodded.

"And Iggy basically summoned you?" America pointed at Saber and another nod is given, his pointed finger began to shake, "S-so, wouldn't that mean that y-your a g-ghost?"

Saber didn't understand why America seemed frighten all of a sudden, she first thought about his question, as a Servant she does have the ability that's superhuman like but she wouldn't go so far as to call herself a ghost, more like a reincarnation, although if not for Mana, her body would not manifest to a physical form and then she would be consider a ghost, after thinking it over, Saber looks back at America.

"I am of the sort but-" she jumped back when America screamed, the American grabbed England by the shoulders and started to shake him in an attempt to wake him.

"DUDE, DUDE WAKE UP YOU BROUGHT A FRIGGEN GHOST YOU BRITISH NUT JOB, WAKE UP!"

Saber was caught off guard at America's frighten outburst and began worrying over her Master who was being shaken so dramatically.

"Stop that, remove your hands off of him!" Saber grabbed America by the arms as an attempt to stop him but to her surprise she ended up being moved along with the shaking arms due to his incredible strength that seemed unbelievable for a human to posses, especially when a Servant like Saber is trying to still his movements.

After at least a half a minute, England's eyes twitched in reaction to feeling himself being moved so roughly and soon his eyes opens, his head throbbing because of the new spell he had used and also from being shaken, he grabbed America's hands and pushed them away, hearing the American rambling some nonsense to his ears.

"What the bloody hell are you yelling about?" England question, to his shock America wrapped his arms around England's neck and tightening the Englishman's neck.

"DUDE THERE'S A FRIGGIN GHOST RIGHT THERE, DO SOMETHING!" America screamed.

Saber released her grip of America, now knowing its futile to attempt moving America away from her Master.

"AMERICA, GET OFF OF ME YOU GIT!"

England is flustered when America started clinging to him, reminding him of the time when America was just a small country and how he would always come to him for a hug which only made England feel worse, the only difference is that America outgrew his adorableness and into a loud annoying grown nation, well physically grown, England doubt that he would go far as to call America a mature adult.

The Englishman finally took notice of who America was referring to and growled as he tries to push the American off of him, "You idiot, that's not a ghost, that's my Servant."

America blinked a few times in surprise over the new info and soon released England, letting the English nation to breathe.

"I have recently discovered a spell that summons Servants to help fight for me in this war, Servants are these Heroic Spirits from history and while I never actually seen the spell myself before, this is just what I need to win this war," England explained.

"Oh, well dude, why didn't you just say so, I was about to kick her ass if she was a ghost!" America said with a tone full of confidence returning.

England hardly believes that considering what happened just a moment ago, "Really, is that what you were doing? Clinging on to me as a way to fight her?"

America rubbed the back of his head and faintly blush out of embarrassment, "Well, she kind of surprised me."

England sighed as he adjusted himself in sitting on the bed, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping away the sweats from his face, he didn't really think that doing that spell would drain his energy this much, for that to only happen would be that the spell is a lot stronger than what he anticipated, either from doing the ritual or its the Servants themselves that drained his energy.

"Wait a minute Iggy, didn't the Grail said something about fighting on our own?" America pointed out.

"That is what it said, but from what I understood is that we must not include our own people to fight in a war, and if fighting on our own meant using our own abilities, I see no reason how using my own Magic would be against the rules, and so I cast a spell to bring forth an army of legendary kings and historic heroes that will do my bidding," England explained, "Also, don't call me Iggy!" He quickly added.

"Excuse me for intruding," Saber said, gaining the two Nation's attention, "But did you just say that the Holy Grail openly spoke to you?"

England was surprised to see that his Servant is already aware of the Holy Grail, "Why yes, you know of its existence?"

Saber gave him a questioning look, "Of course, that is the reason why I am here, it's an honest surprise to hear that the Holy Grail spoke to you."

"What do you mean?" England questioned, "And how is it that you are already up to speed on what's going on?"

"When Servants are about to be summoned, the Grail instructs us of our role in the war, it's why I was surprise to hear that it spoke to you and the other Masters out in the open, I don't recall it ever doing that before," when Saber saw the surprise the two men were, she began to question just how much they know of the war, "Tell me, are you at all familiar of how the Holy Grail works?"

"Well, it's to fight each other for the possession of the Grail, correct?" England said.

"Mainly yes, but there is more to that," strangely, this all felt nostalgic to Saber but she can't figure out nor remember why, "Allow me to explain, The Holy Grail War is a war between Mages, there are a total of Mages who are chosen by the Grail to fight in the war, each Mage are to summon their own Servant to fight in this war," Saber said her explanation as America and England listens intently.

"and each Servant are summoned in different classes, Saber, Archer, Lancer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, and Berserker. I am a Saber class Servant and as you are my Master, Arthur, I am to defend you in this war while it is also my duty to win the Grail for the both of us, the war will go on until only two people, Master and Servant, remain standing, thus the Holy Grail is obligated to grant the Master and Servant a wish of their own, that is how the war over the Holy Grail is done," when Saber finished her explanation, she was met with two jaws dropped by the two men.

"Are you understanding so far?" Saber asked.

"I...I understand," England said, "But we were just recently aware of the Grail on its own and that its capable in granting only one wish, the Grail said that it was going to explain to us what we do in this war once we return to it in three days with those who will be participating in the war," England explained.

"You were not aware of its existence before?" Saber asked, England shook his head.

"What's more, you sounded as if I was supposed to summon you, but I just found that Summoning Spell only a moment ago from a random page, I had no idea that your summoning and the Holy Grail had any connection whatsoever," England explained.

Saber stared at England wide eyed, he didn't know that he was supposed to do that? That seemed so unlikely and yet England showed no signs of lying nor would he have reasons to, if anything, this all sounds like an unintentional happening.

England held his forehead in an attempt to calm his headache, "This is all coming in too quickly, we can discuss it later, but first, America," England looked towards the America, completely forgetting about concealing America's nation identity, "What are you doing here, you know that we're practically enemies since we're fighting over the Holy Grail."

Saber looked at the American in shock, "He's your enemy?!"

England nodded, not catching Saber's panicked tone, "Yes, so why are you here?"

America blinked a few times out of confusion until he remembered the reason why he came in the first place, "Oh yeah, I was just wondering if-"
America as well as England were surprise to see Saber go between the two just when the American approached the Englishman.

"Whoa dudette, what's up?" America asked Saber who had a serious look on her and looks as if its ready to fight here and now.

"For the safety of my Master, I must ask you to step away," she said, "I made the mistake in thinking that you are Arthur's ally, I will not make the same mistake again," she reached for something on her hip but nothing was there, "I say to you again, step away."

America sweat dropped at her cold tone and did what he was told, taking a few steps back, "Now, explain your purpose to meet my Master," Saber commands. England had expected his Servant to act like a body guard and he found it amusing at how easily America backed off, he has a feeling that he and Saber ware going to work well together.

"Chill out dudette, the war hasn't even started yet," America began, earning the attention from England, "I was just wondering if you want to be allies, like get this Holy Grail War over with together?"

England didn't expect America's reason for being here to be that and so he simply stared in surprise, "You wish to form an alliance with me?"

"Well, yeah," America said.

"But what about your wish?" England asked, America simply shrugged.

"Honestly, I got no clue in what to wish for, you were kind of right in wishing for an endless supply of burgers being a waste of a wish," England was once again caught off guard by America's sudden act of maturity and admitting his own faults.

"I mean sure, I could just wish for democracy all across the world, but hey, I don't need a wish to do that, I can do that on my own because I'm the hero, and the hero does his own work and not just let someone or something else do the work for him!" The American said before rubbing the back of his neck, "Still, it would still be really helpful to have some back up, a hero does always need his sidekick!"

While England didn't appreciate being called a sidekick he was still surprise at this offer, here was America, a strong, hard headed, independent Nation, coming to him and asking to form an alliance for the Holy Grail War, basically telling England that he can have the wish instead of America. Despite feeling low on energy, England stands up from his bed and told Saber to step aside, while Saber is still skeptical at America, not sure what to make of him yet, she did what her Master told her to do and let England come closer to the American.

"Alright America, if you are willing to give up your chance to make a wish, I'll form an alliance with you," England then reached his hand out offering a handshake, "I shall be relying on you, and you may rely on me."

America practically beamed and instead of shaking England's hand, he gave the Englishman a crushing hug, Saber watch this exchange with a faint smile, seeing as how they seem to know each other well and while she doesn't appreciate the American's loudness, she does see the pureness the man has, she also noted how the American's name is after a country, must be quite the patriotic family he has. Saber deducted that her Master Arthur is somewhat a shy person and it was amusing to see Arthur's face go red out of embarrassment from the hug.

Actually, now that she looked closer, America did seem like he was hugging him too tightly.

Saber reacted and pulled England away from America, free from America's tight grip, England gasped and places a hand all over his chest to feel if any ribs are broken.

"Sweet, it's just like the time when we fought in World War II huh Iggy?" America asked England who managed to catch his breath."I told you not to call me that," England disliked the nickname, but not of the alliance, and so he was smiling inside.

"Great so now that we're allies," America reached into his jacket and pulled out a large map and placed it on England's bed, "You got to tell me where the others live cause I can't find them anywhere!" America said as he looked all over the map of the United States of America.

England practically deflated right there once America said that, finally seeing the TRUE purpose of America coming to him, Saber herself was surprise to know America's real intention in coming to her Master but the thought of it went away when her eyes set upon the map America has. "United States of America, you must be proud to be named after it I take it?" Saber said.

"Not name after, I am that country!" America proudly said before coming to realization at what he has just done, "Wait, should I have told you that?" England did bring her up, should they reveal their identities to her, they hadn't done something like that in quite a long time, even when it comes to soldiers their identities has to be kept a secret with only the select few who are aware of their existence.

Instead of answering America's question, England spoke up, "America, is knowing where the others are the only reason why you're here?"

"Well yeah, I can't find them anywhere on the map so you got to help me, you know, like for being an ally with you I get something in return!"

Saber looked all around the map and noticed another land in it, "What's this land there?" Saber pointed at the land that's above the country of America.

"Huh? I have no idea-Whoa! Where did that country come from, has Canada always been there?" America said, crossing his arms as he stares at the forgotten country in thought.

"You git, you lived for hundreds of years and you still don't know the world outside of your country?!" England yelled, how old is this loud country again?

"How is it that you managed to find your way to Japan's home whenever you visit him?" England wondered.

"Well I always thought that Japan was a part of the U.S., like Hawaii!" America said.

England made an exhausted sigh, "Typical American, the day you learn where the other nations live would be the day when King Arthur awakens from his slumber and throw a dance party and marry a giant's foot," it would be consider a celebration if that day would come, or the last night of living wild before the apocalypse.

"That's absurd, I would never do such a thing."

England and America gave Saber a confused look, "What was that?" England asked.

Saber blinked for a few moments before realizing her mistake, "Ah, I have not told you yet," She placed a hand over her chest and looked at England in the eye,"A moment ago you asked for my true identity, and since America is an ally then I shall tell him as well," Saber began, England had realized what she meant and so listened to Saber, but what was said next had his mind stop functioning for a breath holding minute.

"I am Arturia Pendragon, King of Britain."

The air grew thin as silence took its place, the moon that had just now appeared peaked through the clouds outside and its light shine through the windows and rested upon the King of Knights who just a second ago had told of her identity.

"Eh?"

Was all England could say, America on the other hand had a different reaction, "For real, sweet, I didn't know that King Arthur was a chick!" America said as he walked closer to Saber. Saber was taken aback by America's reaction but soon regained her composure.

"I am still a knight, and so the truth of my gender matters little and will not hinder our chances in winning the war," Saber explained.

"K-k-k-k-k-k-k-king Arth-th-th-th-th-th-th-thur?" England stuttered as he tries to take in this new information, "King Arthur, you're telling me that you're THE King Arthur, I may have been a child even after Camelot fell but I'm pretty sure that King Arthur was a man!"

"My identity was kept a secret for fear from my father that the people of Britain is not prepare to have a female ruler, and so my gender and my true name was kept hidden," Saber explained, "But leaving the subject of that out of this, I must ask what you meant by you were only a child back then," Saber walks over to the window that shows other houses.

"By the looks of the world we are in, you would have not been born to even see Camelot," she said.

"Well that's because we're not human," Saber turned around to see the American smiling, "We're Nations, we're personification of each country around the world, like me, I'm the personification of America like I told you, and Iggy here is the personification of England, the place we're in right now!"

When England felt America grab his shoulder, he was out of his shock over the discovery that King Arthur was a girl and frowned when America had just carelessly revealed his true identity, though he had to admit that it would only be a matter of time for him to reveal his true identity as well if they were to fight in this war together, he cleared his throat and straighten his shirt, now realizing that he still wore his cape, he untied the strings and the cape dropped to the floor before approaching Saber.

"America is telling the truth, we are Nations, we were born when our land was formed, we live through centuries, we've seen historical events and were even a part of it, it's just as America said."

Saber blinked slowly, yet another thing that left her stunned, "You...are actual living countries?" she then studied England once more, her eyes widening when she thought of her Master's true name, "So then, you are Britain, my own...country?"

"Well, technically, what your referring to is the country that came before me, but in some ways, yes," England nodded while America smiled when he saw Saber's reaction, "Eeyup," the American said, was actually glad that he could just reveal his own real name, don't get him wrong he likes the name Alfred F. Jones, but that was just his human name as a cover up to his identity, just saying who he really is so openly to someone who isn't a country is a refreshing feeling.

"I...forgive me, but I'm having trouble in believing," Saber admits, the thought of her home in the form of a person, it's hard to comprehend such a fantastical fact, let alone imagine it.

England smirked, "It's a bit more shocking than finding out the famous king to be a girl, isn't it?" Saber studied England, the country that came after hers, before she too started smiling out of amusement, while the news of living countries had left her stunned, it was a definite relief to see them taking her true gender so well, well maybe America did.

To her surprise, England walks closer to her with his hands behind his back, "Forgive my outburst, you are right about your gender having nothing to do with you being a knight, and the stories of you as King Arthur is proof of that."

When England said that, Saber had a frown upon her and he wonders why, he didn't wish to pry any further for they have just met, he wish for them to know each other well, and the chance of getting to know the great King Arthur despite being a girl is almost like a childhood dream coming true, he's read stories of King Arthur, his rule over Camelot, the Knights of the Roundtable, the love affair of Lancelot and Guinevere (Which now he could understand Guinevere wanting to be with Lancelot), it was the stories of the Proud King of Knights that he came to name himself after the King despite being a common name. Now, here was that King, it's no wonder why he felt excited when he had first saw Arturia, he was looking at a great historic figure and hero.

"I look forward in working beside you, your highness," he reached his hand out that had the Command Seals, Saber studied the hand for a few seconds, not expecting the gesture at all, before finally taking it and shook it, smiling soon after.

"And I as well, Master."

"Please, call me Arthur, it's crucial that you do so, my citizens are unaware of my very existence and I prefer to keep it that way to avoid any sort of trouble," England explained, Saber looked her Master's eyes for moment and felt an alien feeling within her heart, like a crack that was beginning to close, she ignored the strange feeling and looked upon her Master once more.

"Very well, I shall call you Arthur, a suitable name I admit," England blushed slightly at the comment, Saber still held England's hand and so with her other hand, she placed it over where her heart is, "Please address me as Saber, now allow me to say an oath, I, Arturia Pendragon, King of Britain, shall be the shield and sword that defends you England, henceforth, my body is your sword, henceforth, your fate is my fate, the pact is now sealed."

England nearly squealed out of glee when the King of Knights said that, after they released their grip, England then remembered something very important, "By the way," he began, "Do you by any chance know where the other Servants are?"Saber stared at England in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"I have planned to summon an army of Servants, not just one, and I'm certain that I said the chanting right, well, that is until America interrupted me, making the spell go haywire," England explained.

"Hey come on, how was I supposed to know that you were doing one of your fake magic and whatever," America argued.

"They are not fake, they're real!" England barked.

"May you tell me how it all went?" Saber asked, England looked at her and then grabbed his chin in thought for a moment.

"Well, after America distracted me, the light at first died out, I thought for sure the spell was a failure but then the summoning circle lit up again, it burned through the ceiling and into the sky where it looked like a firework took place."

"And then?" Saber asked, England closed his eyes, recalling the memory after the ceiling was burnt through.

"There were sparks, and they all went to different directions, I assumed that they disappeared so I see no reason to wonder over that," England said.

Saber looked out the window and when her eyes met with the night sky, she frowned, "Perhaps you did summon more than one Servant England, but I believe that those Servants will have a master of their own."

England followed Saber's sight and so did America, there in the night starry sky were a trails of thick smoke, leading to who knows where.


"Draw a circle that's the earth, draw a circle that's the earth..."

The Italian nation named Italy was singing one of his favorite songs as he takes a stroll across the forest, he had been walking around in thought for quiet a while that he lost track of time and before he knew it, it was nighttime, so now he's on his way back to Germany's home, Germany insisted that he should stay since the Holy Grail War will begin after the three day period is up. It made the Italian nation so happy that he gets to stay at Germany's place, it's just like old times during World War I and II, perhaps this Holy Grail was like a blessing in a way.

"Draw a circle that's the earth, I am Hetalia~" he sings, he looks up at the starry night sky and saw a shooting star flying by.

"Oh look at that, a shooting star, I better make a wish quick," Italy a minute of thinking over a wish, he looks back up at the shooting star which surprisingly had not disappeared yet.

"I wish that me and Germany would win this war that's coming soon, Germany is in a lot of stress and it would be really mean a lot to me if I knew what I could do to help," Italy began, the shooting star still in sight, he added, "Please little star, if you can, send us someone that would help us in this war."

The star brighten for a second and before Italy knew what was happening, the star suddenly changed directions and was heading for the Italian nation.

"Vee~ That star sure looks like its getting big-AAAAAH!" Italy screams when the star got closer, he ran away with incredible speed just in time before the star would hit him, the star landed with a loud thump and a dust cloud surrounding it, though because Italy's eyes were closed, he was not affected by the dust. When the dust cleared, Italy, out of curiosity, walked closer with trembling legs to the spot where the star landed and to his confusion, a circle drawn with what looked like red paint was shown with strange symbols were there.

Italy knelt down to get a better look of the strange circle, he reached his hand out to touch the red paint just to check if it really was paint. But the moment he touched the red paint Italy felt a shock in his hand and he instantly pulled his hand away, the back of his hand was burning and when Italy further inspect his hand, red light appeared and it formed on Italy's backhand and into a three little pictures, the circle Italy was close to then suddenly turned bright and a beam of light shot out, Italy jumped back in fright and ends up falling to the ground.

"AH! I surrender, please don't hurt me falling star, I'm sorry if I was too demanding!" Italy cried out as he pulled out his white flag and started waving it around.

The light intensified and that made Italy look away despite his eyes closed, when the light dim, Italy looked back at the circle and flinched in surprise to what he sees, and it was at this moment, that Italy opens his eyes and they widen to what or rather who was there in front of him.

A large man was standing at the center of the circle, attached to his shoulders was a long red cape with fur on its edge blowing in the wind, wearing a brown armor, his skin was tan, he had red hair with a thick red beard, and when his eyes opened, they stared directly towards Italy's frighten ones.

"I ask you," the man spoke in a volume so grand that Italy felt the earth beneath him vibrate, "Are you my master?"

Italy could not respond for a minute, the man before him was so big and scary, and yet his eyes seemed friendly enough, but that's not all, the man's stature, the vibe Italy can feel coming from the man, it actually reminded Italy of Grandpa Rome. Thinking of no other way to respond, Italy opened his mouth and his voice was heard for the first time by the man that is Rider, for upon hearing Italy speak, it has illustrate the character of the man that is on the ground before the King of Conquerors.

"GERMANY!"


"Fate-Alia." Brought to you by Chibi Arturia.