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Chapter 2: The Summoning of Heroes Part II- Fuyuki City

"Fuck! Aiden! Cover his mole for God's sake!" Enya snapped at her brother after the fifth woman in the past hour approached Diarmuid. At first, it had been funny to watch the lancer servant of Yellow, as well as Aiden, get flustered with all of the women gawking at Diarmuid and shyly approaching him, even her own Lancer heartily laughed; but now, it was starting to get ridiculous. They were walking around Dublin trying to gather supplies for the upcoming war, but the amount of women following Diarmuid due to his charm curse was becoming very distracting. They should have been done hours ago!

Getting a bandaid out of his back pack, Aiden couldn't help but to laugh as only his sister's pink, Hello Kitty bandaids were suitable to cover the servant's mole, to which Diarmuid grimaced in humiliation. "You're just still pissed that you also fell under his suggestion charm," he mocked back at his sister.

"Initially! Initially!" Indeed, despite such magic resistance, Enya herself had even fallen under the charm; but due to her magic resistance she was able to realize the situation quite quickly and remedy this issue with an anti-suggestion charm. Sure, this charm sucked up more mana than she wished, but it was worth it. She didn't want to embarrass herself further by constantly gawking at her brother's lancer, plus, she needed to focus. "You know, due to your incompetence, you're damn lucky that eight lancers are able to compete in this war, because if not, you likely would have been stuck with Grainne as a Caster servant you idiot!"

CuChulainn mentally sighed, here we go again. Those two have been at each other's throats ever since they'd found the other with a Lancer class servant. Next thing the lancer knew, he was being knocked over by the twins, who's argument had now become physical. Honestly, if the bickering hadn't been going on all day, the lancer would have actually have found this to be quite comical; Enya, getting fed up with Aiden, had decided to tackle him to the ground, but in her anger, she hadn't noticed that her own lancer was right behind him, thus she took him down with her target. Crawling out from the brawl between the twenty-one year old twins, CuChulainn looked over at Diarmuid, who looked equally irritated by the debacle unfolding before them. Nodding in silent understanding and agreement, the lancers grabbed their masters and pulled them apart. Cuchulainn lifted Enya over his shoulder and carried her in the direction of the apothecary with her kicking and screaming obscenities about how improper it was for a servant to man-handle his master. To which, of course, CuChulainn couldn't care less.

"You sons of bitches!" Enya screamed at her brother and her servant.

"Hey! Is that any way to speak about our mother?!"

Waver Velvet smiled to himself, ten years has been far too long.

It had surprised him at first, but he was overjoyed at the prospect of seeing him again. After Rider, Alexander the Great, Iskander, was defeated by Gilgamesh in the last Holy Grail War, Waver felt a wave of pain and sadness wash over him. Rider, no, Iskander, had gone from being Waver's annoying, pain-in-the-ass servant to being his friend. When Iskander died in the last war in Fuyuki City, Waver decided to keep his promise to honor his old friend and comrade. After all, Iskander had been the only person to believe in him and taught him how and what it meant to be a man. Ten years later, Waver still honors the Kin of Conquerors through small, seemingly mundane ways; but ways that are important to Waver. After Iskander's death, Waver had discovered that he actually liked video games and played them daily. That's actually how he'd become good friends with the Maeyers, especially Enya; they'd bonded over their love of playing Tekken and she'd bought a copy of the latest release before he did, so they played together. In fact, they began playing a lot of video games together, sometimes with her brother, Aiden. Despite a seven-year age gap, she had been what he supposed people would call his first crush, but she was nineteen at the time...Waver didn't have much time for women, and the ones who flirted or tried to date him were never really his type. He supposed that Enya was simply the first girl whom he'd ever really bonded with, so he figured that was probably why he had developed some more romantic-type feelings for her. Unfortunatley though, he had to quash those feelings when he became a professor at the clock tower at such a young age and she was still a student: it was inappropriate. Still though, they had remained good friends and they always found time to play video games together every Friday.

Focusing back on Iskander, Waver was thrilled when he discovered that his catalyst was safe and had been relatively untouched; however, he couldn't say the same for Diarmuid's, in fact, Waver nearly had a heart attack when he discovered Grainne's bangle to be missing. Recovering the catalyst from the deceased Lord El-Meloi was hard enough! Waver inwardly groaned, he was now Lord El-Meloi II, a title granted to him by the El-Meloi family when he picked up where Kayneth had left off in his work after the arrogant man's sudden, and unexpected death; Raines was going to pitch a fit when she finds out that he has lost Grainne's Bangle. Waver had teared up and almost cried tears of joy when he realized that he now had a good chance of seeing Iskander again, a chance he thought he would never have, but the other missing catalyst had quickly turned his joy into ash in his mouth.

I literally saw it the other day when the Maeyers had come for tea! What the hell happened to the damn thing! Realization suddenly hitting him, he smacked his hand onto his forehead. AIDEN! That son of a bitch probably nicked it when his and Enya's backs were turned; they had been so enthralled in their heated argument over whether Resident Evil or Silent Hill was the better survival horror game that the little shit probably saw it as the perfect opportunity to steal the bangle for himself as a catalyst. Enya had actually come to him that day to ask him to do her a solid by stalling Bazett's departure to Ireland for CuChulainn's artifact, which led to their discussion of the upcoming war. Both twins intended to summon Irish heroes as servants to help them win the war. No doubt Aiden intended to beat his sister to a Lancer class servant before her. In Waver's unbiased opinion, the twins were on the same level as far as skill and talent, something he knew that their much less skilled older half brother resented during his brief year and a half attempting to train at the clock tower; however, Enya was definitely the more competent and reliable of the two, while Aiden was the sly little sneak of them. Aiden likely, knowing that his more competent sister would beat him to a Lancer class servant first, nicked Grainne's Bangle in the hopes of summoning Diarmuid as a lancer. Lancers tended to suck up a lot of their master's mana, hence why Kayneth was Diarmuid's master and Soliou strictly provided the servant with her superior mana supply, and both Enya and Aiden being born with an unusual amount of mana and magic circuits, thanks to their father and mother's respective bloodlines, a lancer would be the ideal servant for them both.

Oh well, he concluded, either way I'll find out whether or not Aiden took it the next time I see him, and if he did, I'll surely be getting it back.

Upon figuring that Aiden had likely taken the bangle, Waver decided to chill about it instead of making a fuss; the twins were far away from London, they'd both likely summoned their servants at this point, and Waver knew Enya well enough that she'd make sure that her friend got his artifact back from her brother. Instead, he decided to not tell Reines and focus on summoning Iskander, which he intended to do right this time around. Waver had greatly improved his alchemy skills over the years so he had gotten to work on creating a more proper summoning circle than last time, filling the original ground he had summoned the King of Conquerors on with the alchemic metal he had created. Sure, the chicken blood from his first summoning was fine, but that's all it was: fine, as in it would make do. Using alchemic metals were far superior than blood, most of the time at least, he thought to himself. There were some servants who would probably benefit more from being summoned in circles filled with certain types of blood, which was usually related to how strongly the animal, or, Waver suppressed a shudder at remembering the rumors as to how the last Caster was summoned, kind of humans were related to the heroic spirit's tales, if there were any at all that is.

Looking up at the sky, the moon was in proper alignment: it was time. Placing Iskander's catalyst on the exact same make shift pedestal he'd used for the last summoning, he began his chant. Shielding his eyes to the light, Waver was still blinded by the red blinding light. Wait! Red light? I don't remember the light being red or any color at all for that matter. However, these sour thoughts quickly left Waver's mind when he heard the snorting of beasts. Iskander!

"Tell me boy," said a deep, rough voice, "are you to be my master?"

Waver felt tears of happiness prick his eyes before quickly forcing them to retreat, Iskander taught him to be a man and he didn't want to disappoint his dear friend.

"It has been too long Iskander," Waver told the large man before him as the fog from the summoning cleared.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

Waver's heart sank and he felt his cheeks heat in anger, "It's me! Waver, you big palooka!"

"Waver?" Iskander blinked at the man before him before recognition hit him. "Waver!" The large servant exclaimed, jumping from his chariot and pulling the other man into a bear hug. "What happened to you?! You got older!" Letting go of the mage, he examined him at arms length, "And taller! Hahaha! And here I thought you'd be puny forever! I see that you still have the physique of a woman though and now you have the hair to match it!" The Rider class servant laughed heartily.

Waver face palmed at this. The King of Conquerors hadn't changed a bit...

Rin Tohsaka was genuinely surprised when she'd received her command seals. She had been in bed, sound asleep when she'd felt seeing pain on her right hand. After examining the blue markings, she made a quick call to that damned priest. Waking the man, she heard him irritably tell her, "Rin, it's six o'clock in the morning...what is the meaning of this?"

Sleepy, irritable, and frightened, herself, Rin sharply replied, "Why are there command seals on my hand a year before the grail war is due to even start and why the hell are they blue you hack of a priest!"

Silence on the other end, Kirei's tired mind was trying to process this shocking revelation. "Stay there," she heard sheets rustle on the other end, "I'll be there as soon as I can."

Normally, Rin would have told the bastard that Hell would freeze over before she'd let him into her home again. He had been an unwelcome guest ever since he'd failed to protect her father in the last war, but this time, Rin was a little frightened. Plus, she was too tired and sleepy to get dressed and walk to the church herself. Throwing her robe on, she made tea for herself and Kirei while she waited for his arrival.

"Hmmm," the priest mused as he examined Rin's right hand, "Those are definitely command seals." He sipped his steaming hot tea, sputtering a bit. He knew that Rin couldn't cook to save her life, but somehow she had also managed to prove herself incapable of even making decent tea. Must be a mage thing, he thought to himself. Still though, the sun hadn't even risen and he was thankful to have the caffeine to help wake him up. Even if it did taste terrible...

"I will contact the Clock Tower and the Mage's Association to gather more information on the matter. Normal, command seals are red not blue. This is highly unusual," Kirei told Rin as he drained his cup. "In the mean time, do not attempt to summon a heroic spirit Rin. Better to er on the side of caution until we know exactly what is going on."

Rin narrowed her eyes at the fake priest, she didn't like being told to do, especially if it was Kirei; but she begrudgingly had to admit that he was right. If she tried to summon without actually knowing what will happen if she does, she could easily end up in a dire situation or one that she may or may not be ready for. Walking Kirei to the door, he turned to her before leaving, "I will contact you as soon as I know what exactly is going on. I would advise you to stay out of trouble and exposing yourself. In fact, you may even want to hide your command seals for the time being. It is highly likely that you are not the only mage to have their command seals already. Other mages who may have taken the plunge into the dark by going ahead and summoning their heroic spirits might be thinking it advantageous to go ahead and start eliminating possible masters without summoned servants for the upcoming war since it won't be occurring for another year."

Closing the door behind Kirei, Rin sat on her couch in the living room and poured another cup of tea. He's right, she thought to herself as she sipped her tea, I can handle myself though. I am a Tohsaka after all. Making up her mind, Rin finished her tea and went to go get ready for school. Looking at her calendar, she realized that tomorrow would be the summer solstice, and to her luck, her heart jumped in excitement that there would be a full moon tonight as well. The conditions were going to be perfect at two A.M. for her to summon Saber. With this in mind, she decided that she would skip school and search for her catalyst.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Shirou Emiya sleepily turned off his alarm. He silently scolded himself for staying up too late to practice magic as he sluggishly got up to use the bathroom and get ready for school. After using the toilet, eyes still half shut and his brain not quite waking up yet, he turned on the water to the shower, then went to the sink to brush his teeth, letting the water heat up before getting in the shower. Gargling some water to get the remnants of the toothpaste out of his mouth, he then spit in the sink. Noticing the bags under his tired eyes, he massaged them in the hopes that it would make them less puffy, Jeez, I'm so tired even my hand burns, he thought until he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw it.

"What-What the Hell!" There was a strange blue colored marking on his right hand, sort of resembling a cross. Thinking Taiga was playing another one of her stupid pranks on him, Shriou got in the shower. Grabbing the loofa and some soap, he began to scrub the offensive marking on his hand. Seeing that it still wasn't coming off, he scrubbed harder and harder until he'd scrubbed his hand so hard the skin was red and slightly bleeding.

This is not happening! He thought frustrated. Needing to make breakfast and get to school soon, Shriou finally gave up, finished showering, and got out. After toweling himself off, he needed to cover the marking; it violated the school dress code. Getting out the first aid kit, he wrapped his right hand in gauze to cover it and got dressed. He could pass it off as an injury until he could figure out how in the Hell he was going to get the marking off.

Walking into his kitchen, Taiga was already waiting impatiently for him. "You're awfully late, sleepy head," she teased him as Shirou started making breakfast.

As he was cooking, he watched as Taiga innocently watched the news, completely oblivious to his hand and acting as if it were any other day.

"C'mon! Hurry up! I'm starving," she complained.

Slightly annoyed, he responded to her, "You know you can eat at your own house right?"

Taiga got up and looked at him with pure confusion, "but this is my house."

Shirou inwardly sighed, when he noticed Sakura was not here. "Hey, Fuji-nee, where's Sakura?"

"Her grandfather called her and Shinji in sick today, so it's just you and me today kid!" She smiled; Sakura's absence meant more food for her!

Shirou and Taiga sat down for breakfast. Unbeknownst to Shirou, Taiga was watching him slyly; she had replaced the soy sauce with Worcestershire Sauce. Trying her hardest to suppress a smile, she waited for it.

Hungrier than usual, probably from staying up so late and using up so much mana to practice, he finally took a bite of his rice, then the awful taste hit him. Sputtering and falling backwards. "It's-it's Worcestershire Sauce!" He exclaimed with disgust, "Fuji-nee!" He knew exactly who had done this.

Taiga burst out laughing, she couldn't contain it any longer, "Haha! That's what you get for calling me by my nickname!"

"You're a teacher and an adult! You should act like one!" He watched her laugh hysterically, when she noticed his bandaged hand.

"Hey! What happened to your hand?" She said with genuine concern.

Shirou felt his blood go cold, he needed to think up an excuse and quick! "I-I accidentally cut it trying to repair the AC unit last night. It'll be fine! Don't worry about it!"

Though Taiga loved to play pranks on young Shirou, she was also genuinely concerned for his well being, "Geez Shirou, you really aught to be more careful! Like, I know that you do this kinda stuff all the time, but you could still seriously should be careful and look after yourself more." Looking at the clock, Taiga concerned face washed over with worry, "Ack!" She exclaimed, "gotta run!" She quickly wolfed down the rest of her food and fled out the door.

Hearing Taiga's motorbike fade away, Shirou rubbed the back of his head, I doubt she has anything to do with this strange marking, he concluded. Looking at the mess from breakfast, he sighed irritably. She could have at least washed her own dirty dishes.

Arriving to school late, Shirou ran into Issei in the hallway. "Hey Issei!" Shirou greeted his friend with a smile. "Ah! Shirou! I was looking for you this morning, that A/C unit is out again and I was wondering if you'd mind to take a look at it."

"Sure! No problem. After school?" Shirou asked.

"Yes that'd be perfect. What happened to your hand?" Issei asked, noticing the bandage on Shirou's right hand.

Shirou stopped, looking at his hand, he replied nonchalantly, "This? Oh, it's no big deal. I accidentally cut myself fixing my own A/C unit late last night. I was pretty tired, so I guess I was being a little clumsy." Yeah, that's it; just pass it off as an injury from the A/C unit.

Leaning against the wall, Issei asked, "Did you hear?"

"No. About what?"

"Tohsaka's perfect attendance shattered today. She hasn't missed any class in ten years!" Issei said with shock.

"Oh, yeah. Fuji-nee said that Sakura and Shinji were too sick for school today. Maybe there's a bug or something going around," Shirou casually relayed this information to Issei.

"Don't you think that's a bit weird? I mean, for all three of them to call in sick? I mean, Sakura's nice and all, but she is a bit strange, and so are Shinji and Tohsaka. Especially Tohsaka. There's something not right about that girl. Bad vibes man."

Soaking all of this information in, today was beginning to be a strange day indeed; first, Shirou's hand, and now, Tohsaka, Sakura, and Shinji suddenly and unexpectedly called in sick. "Nah, you're over-reacting Issei. I'm sure it's all just a coincidence," Shirou assured his friend with a smile before heading to class.

Rin irritably unlocked the front door to her house. Today has been a total waste, she thought to herself bitterly. She spent all day looking for a catalyst to summon Saber only for her efforts to prove useless. Now, it was almost midnight, meaning that she only had two hours to prepare for her summoning.

Taking her shoes off after closing the door, she saw the lane-line message recorder beeping red. Turning on the recorder, Rin, it's Kirei, call me whenever you can. Those markings are fine and you need to performing the summoning as soon as you can. However, there's something important about this war that you need to know. Call the Clock Tower and ask to speak to me as soon as you can.

Getting the "go ahead" from Kirei, Rin decided that she would call the priest in the morning. She only had two hours to perform the summoning! By the time she finished gathering everything she needed it was almost two A.M. Quickly heading downstairs to her "workshop", she began to heave the heavy wooden table off the summoning circle.

Wavelength ideal. Looking at the clock, it was exactly two A.M. My mana is at it's peak and preparations are complete. Rin's heart lept in excitement and nervousness, but she did her best to carry on calmly. Calm down Rin, she told herself as she walked into the circle, the conditions are ideal; you'll get Saber even without a catalyst.

Gems in her hand, she began, "For the elements, Silver and Iron. For the Foundation, Stone and the Archduke of Pacts. And for the Ancestor, my great master, Schweinorg. Close the gates of the four directions. Come forth from the Crown and follow the forked road leading to the Kingdom." The circle was filling and beginning to glow green. "Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill. Repeat five times. But when each is filled, destroy it." The circle then began to glow blue. "Anfang. Heed my words. My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny. If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer me! I hereby swear...that I shall be all the good in the world. That I shall defeat all evil in the world." Rin closed her eyes to focus as the light became blindingly bright Thou Seventh Heaven, clad in the three great words of power, come forth from the circle of binding, Guardian of the Scales!"

Falling to her knees and coughing from the smoke, once Rin's eyes readjusted to the darkness, she looked at her command seals. "That was flawless!" She exclaimed, "I'm sure I drew the strongest card!" She looked around, her heart dropping at realizing that she was the only one in the room, where's my servant? I know that the summoning worked! It was perfect in fact! Hearing a loud crash above her, Rin came to the horrifying realization. NO! NO NO NO NO NO!

Running up the stairs, the door was jammed to the room she heard the crash come from directly above her. Kicking the door open, she saw a tall, lean man with silver hair reclining on the sofa, relaxed.

Opening his eyes, Archer, initially shocked that it was a young Rin who had summoned him, quickly recovered his poker face and smirked at her. He hated to admit it, but he missed her...

Rin, disappointed as Hell, realized that this man could not be a Saber class servant. "Ugh! Damnit!" She face palmed. "So, who are you supposed to be?"

Archer tried to hide his disappointment, but then he quickly realized that of course she wouldn't recognize him. "That's the first thing you ask me? Looks like I've been drawn by a most unusual little master. Oh dear...looks like it was I who drew the shortest straw." Okay, so he was a little bit butt hurt, but only a little.

Rin, grimaced, Why you little old... Walking over to the heroic spirit on her sofa she asked him, "Just to be clear; you are my servant right?"

"And are you my master? You weren't present when I was summoned."

Ass! Answering a question with a question...

"Just making sure that you are actually my servant and not someone else's. Master-Servant relationships should be established right off the bat." He agreed and asked for proof that she was indeed his master. Rin held out her right hand, "Is this the proof you're looking for?"

Wondering if this was the same Rin that he knew as Shirou, Archer replied, "Seriously miss? That's not what I was asking for." He got up from Rin's sofa and turned his back to her, looking out the window.

How dare he speak to me in such a condescending manner!

"I want to see if you are someone worth my loyalty," Turning around and approaching Rin in an opposing, condescending manner. "I'm utterly dissatisfied, but I do acknowledge you as my master. But on one condition. In the war to come, I will disregard anything you say."

You son of a bitch!

"I decide all battle policy."

"So, despite me being your master, you will refuse my input?" Rin was barely able to contain her fury.

"I trust you have no objections miss? Just hole up somewhere and keep yourself safe. I will win this grail for you as long as you stay out of my way. Any objections little miss?"

"I see," Rin replied, shaking in fury, "You begrudgingly acknowledge me, yet refuse my input? You are my servant aren't you?"

"Yes, but only in form," he replied with a cocky grin.

Oh! That did it! She didn't train for ten years to just be cast aside by her own servant! Remembering her command seals, "Fine! If that's how you're going to be!" She angrily yelled at the asshole on her sofa, "I'll use one on you!"

"Wait!" Fuck, he'd gone too far...

"Anfang!"

"You wouldn't! You're wasting-"

"Shut up! And I would! You lousy ingrate!" She began chanting.

Crazy ass Rin! "Wait stop!" He was drowned out as she chanted over him.

"I said shut up! You're my servant got it?! That means you do everything I say!" A flash of blue. She'd just used her first command seal.

Though Archer regretted making Rin waste a command seal on him, he was pissed, "Are you stupid girl?! You just wasted a command seal! Command seals don't work that way! You can't just make such a broad command like that!"

Embarrassed that her fury and anger made her forget, Rin felt her cheeks heat. "So? It worked didn't it?"

Archer, begrudgingly, had to admit, though it had not worked in the way Rin had intended it to, it worked none the less. "Indeed, despite the fact that your command seal didn't work as you intended; it's quite annoying, but I do feel compelled to do as you say." Rin's face went from embarrassed to astonishment. "Please pardon my earlier rudeness master. Now that we are fully connected I do sense that you are indeed a first rate mage."

Rin blushed prettily at the compliment, "Sorry, but it's too late to score points with me through flattery." Seeing as her servant had no sword, or any weapon for that matter, she knew that he couldn't be a Saber, but he was still clearly a warrior class servant, "So, who are you exactly?"

"I don't know. All I know is that I am an Archer class servant of the Holy Grail," he responded as if he was simply telling her that he could not give her directions to the local gas station.

Rin nearly fell over at this revelation. What kind of servant has no idea who he is?! "Alright then Archer until you can remember your name, I will simply call you that, but in the meantime," she threw him a dust pan and a broom, "Clean up the mess you made of my house!"

The flight back to London wasn't so bad, however, they'd arrived at the airport during rush hour traffic, so getting to the clock tower was a bitch. Enya and Aiden hailed a taxi to speak with the Mage's Association. Their lancers followed them in ethereal form.

As soon as the Maeyers figured out that there were to be multiple teams for this Holy Grail War, they notified the Mage's Association immediately, who called an emergency meeting.

Currently waiting in the conference room, Enya and Aiden had both decided that it would be best not to bring their servants; if they were being included in the meeting, then likely other masters would be as well. They wanted to keep the element of surprise on their side. Aiden, fidgeting, much to Enya's annoyance, sat next to her near the front of the long conference table. Enya was about to grab the pencil he was currently tapping on the table when she heard Waver walk in.

"Hey!" She got up and greeted her friend, "how have things been? By the way, thank you for your 'help' a couple of weeks ago," she lowered her voice at this last sentence.

"Ha! Yes, she's been enjoying her assignment very much I'm afraid," he answered. Spotting Aiden, who was currently trying to make himself small, Waver strode over to him and thwacked him on the back of his head. "You ass! Give me back that bangle!"

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about," Aiden nervously tried to act innocent.

Enya sighed irritably, "Oh give it up already Aiden. The jig is up and you know it." Shifting through his back pack, Aiden gave Grainne's Bangle back to a furious Waver.

"You're lucky I'm too exhausted from the flight from Japan to hex the living shit out of you!"

"I give the three of you great responsibilities, yet you all still choose to act like children," said an irritated male voice. It was the head of the Mage's Association. After he took his seat at the head of the table, a bunch of other mages, many of whom had different colored command seals on their hands, and some who were clearly from different countries, filed in after him, including Reines; who's presence made Waver quickly hide the bangle in his robes.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin." Everyone took a seat. "I trust by now that most, if not all of you, have noticed something amiss in this particular Grail War," after much murmuring from people at the large oak table, the head of the association continued, "Darnic Prestone Yggdmillennia stole the Greater Grail in addition to breaking off from the Mage's Association. We sent seventy executors after him and his cohorts, but they were all slaughtered instantly by a Lancer class servant whom we believe to be the infamous Vlad the Impaler."

What?! Enya's blood went cold. The Yggdmillennia clan was notorious for often bucking the rules of the Mage's Association, but full blown rebellion?

"In response to Darnic's rebellion and theft of the Greater Grail, in summary, the Grail has responded by summoning-"

"Me," said a feminine but commanding voice. A blonde headed teenage girl wearing Medieval french armor appeared out of nowhere. "Greetings, chosen masters of the Holy Grail. I am Ruler, summoned by the Grail to neutrally moderate due to certain irregularities causing this Fifth Holy Grail War." Waiting for the excited talking and outrage to die down, she continued, "As it is unfair, as per the rules the Grail itself has laid out, for a single bloodline of mages to possess all of the servants of the Grail, it has responded by choosing seventy three additional masters and seventy three additional servants to compete for it. As you have all likely figured out by now, all eighty masters and their servants have been divided up into teams. Your respective team is marked by the color of the command seals you possess; Black, Red, Blue, Purple, Yellow, Orange, Green, and White."

Enya looked at her command seal, so then, she was team Blue.

"Initially, you will all be competing against each other in teams, which will begin in approximately one year, as to give the Grail enough time to choose all of it's masters and for the competing masters to summon their servants. In addition," she continued, "as in previous Grail Wars, there will be overseers from the Church. One for each team to be exact, and each will remain neutral as in previous wars; however, they will also be liaisons for their respective teams to the wishes of the Grail, which will be relayed to them by me."

As Ruler began to dissipate, she added, "I recommend that those of you who have received command seals to go ahead and meet with and strategize with the other members of your team." After visibly disappearing, a foreboding voice added, "let the wars begin."

Author's Note: How does everyone like it so far? How is the premise? I know a lot of the lore from Fate/Zero and Unlimited Blade Works, but I'm still catching up on Fate/Apocrypha so I'm open to considering any suggestions! However, please keep in mind that this is loosely based off of the premise of Fate/Apocrypha, but the story line in Fuyuki (which is Blue team, and the team this pic focuses on) is also loosely based off of the Unlimited Blade Works story.

R&R Please! ^.^ No Flaming!

Next up: Lancer vs. Archer