Hello everybody, this is X the Reaper, and welcome the first true chapter of Fate: Zero Sanity! Thank you to everyone who left reviews, followed, and favorited this fic! Your approval fills me with happiness!

Well, let's read the disclaimer. Saber, it's your turn.

Saber: Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night and all series mentioned in this story are all owned by their respective owners. Also, thanks to The Infamous Man for providing the idea for the fic. Also, thanks to Sentinel07 for being the one who inspired me to write this fic. X the Reaper owns nothing.

Fuyuki City

Waver Velvet simply sighed as he watched his Servant. When he had discovered the existence of this Holy Grail War after stealing the original catalyst of his teacher, Kayneth Archibald, to get back at him for mocking him in front of his peers in the Clock Tower, he was jubilant. Finally, a chance to prove himself had arrived. Throughout his life, ever since arriving at the Clock Tower, he had been looked down upon, all because he was from a third-generation Magus family. He had studied hard, checked and rechecked his thesis on how bloodlines did not matter; that, if one understands the spells, he could be as great as any of the higher generation families. But his thesis was insulted, mocked, by that arrogant, blond asshole, in front of the class even!

So, Waver had joined the Grail War, studying and practicing his magic before and after arriving in Fuyuki City. He admitted that the culture of Japan was interesting, especially anime, but he still preferred Western culture.

He had hypnotized a old couple into thinking he was their grandson visiting from out of country and was currently living with them. He liked them both, honestly, and always made sure to help around the house to repay them.

When he had awoken this morning with the Command Seals on his hand, he was ecstatic. Finally, the Holy Grail, of all things, had recognized his potential! That night, he performed the summoning ritual using chicken blood (which was kind of gross, in retrospect) and spoke the incantation. When the dust had cleared and he got off his ass, before him stood his Servant, Alexander the Great, or as he preferred to be called, Iskandar, King of Conquerors. He had been summoned as the Rider class.

Of course, things hadn't quite gone the way he had hoped. Rider had immediately asked where the library was, and when Waver had told him, he took off straight for it. By take off, he meant Rider dragged him off to it. When they got there, Rider immediately entered using spirit form, but came out ripping the shutter of the place off. Apparently, it was because he couldn't carry the books he had grabbed while in spirit form. The books in question were an atlas of the earth and The Iliad by Homer.

Now, they were currently back at his 'grandparent's' house, resting. Rider was watching TV, while Waver looked on silently. He was currently thinking about what Rider had told him when Waver had told him about his wish. After Rider had slapped him, that is.

"Small! Small and narrow-minded! You mean to tell me that in this battle, your only concern is your reputation!? What a pathetic excuse for a wish! If you wish truly for people to fear and respect you," At this, Rider lifted him up by the back of his shirt, "maybe you should use the Grail to make you 30 cm taller, and add a little muscle, too."

Waver managed to get loose and yelled, "You idiot! The world doesn't work like that!"

"And what if it doesn't? That doesn't mean you should stoop so low as to use a wish-granting artifact like the Grail to achieve something so trivial!"

Waver stood there, shaking in anger. "He acts as if I have never tried to be accepted, to fit in! That's it!"

Waver lifted his right hand, the Command Seals glowing.

'By the power of my Command Seal, I order this man, Iskandar the Conqueror, to...' Then he stopped. 'Wait, does that mean he believes I could do it, without the Grail? ...Even so, I can only use the Command Seals three times, and then I won't be able to control him anymore.'

Waver then let the Command Seals lose their glow. Then he looked at Rider, unable to see the small grin that had appeared on his face.

"Alright, but how do I know I can rely on you no matter what?"

Iskandar looked at him. "So, you wish to see my power? Very well!" He drew the sword at his side. "I am Iskandar, King of Conquerors! With this swing of my sword, I declare my supremacy!" So saying, he swung the sword down. Waver was confused for a moment, then the streetlights seemed to flicker for a moment before all the power within the area went out. Suddenly, a thunderstorm started to gather over where they were and with a massive roar of thunder and a tremor that knocked Waver on his ass (again), a massive chariot pulled by twin bulls appeared and set down in front of them.

"This is the Gordius Wheel, the ox chariot that King Gordius offered up to Zeus, but that I claimed for myself by cutting the reins. This must be the reason I was designated as a Rider class Servant. This should be proof enough for you, isn't it?" Rider looked back at him with a smile on his face.

Waver could only nod mutely.

"Well, at least the guy has a decent personality," Waver spoke softly to himself. Still, he felt kinda happy that Rider had told him, albeit indirectly, that he could do what he originally sought the Grail for. The man, while loud and boisterous, was kind in his own way.

"So boy! How much do you think a couple of these 'Blackbirds' and 'B2s' would cost?" Iskandar turned to him, pointing to the planes on the TV screen.

Waver sighed. Even if he was annoying at times. "Honestly, it'd be cheaper if we bought the whole country."

Elsewhere (Streets of Fuyuki)

Kariya limped down the practically abandoned streets. He couldn't go back to his old apartment, as his landlord probably wouldn't have recognized him if she saw him. Or, he thought humorlessly, she would think he was some sort of zombie coming to eat her.

"Master Kariya, why are we out here?" He turned and looked at Berserker, who had revealed her true name to him. Maka Albarn. A nice name. Behind her was a young man about her age, with white hair swept to one side, red eyes, and teeth that looked like they belonged on a shark. He was wearing a black headband on his head, a black leather jacket with an orange T-shirt underneath, a pair of light brown pants, and yellow and black sneakers with a pattern on the soles resembling his teeth. The expression on his face always seemed to be lazy, droopy, and somewhat uninterested, but even like that, Kariya could tell he was poised to strike at any moment. Fitting, as he was his Servant's weapon.

He had been surprised when the scythe Berserker had been holding turned into a person when they had made it out of the house, but she revealed that had long been a natural ability that he had. The boy had introduced himself as well, Soul Eater Evans, if Kariya recalled right. He had shown he had a bit of a rebellious streak, but he was more than willing to follow him because Soul called him, in his own words, 'a cool guy.'

Kariya certainly didn't feel like a cool guy, but he at least appreciated the sentiment. Still, he didn't like that Soul had also said he looked like 'a guy who just came out of a concentration camp with something eating him apart from the inside.' Maka solved that with blow to Soul's head with a book, which made him feel better. Although, where did the book come from?

Before they left, however, he made sure to speak with Sakura one last time.

Sakura stood behind them as the two reached the door to leave the mansion.

"Uncle Kariya, are you leaving?" She looked at them with sad eyes.

"Sakura-chan?" Kariya turned and looked back her. He had almost forgotten all about her, but he was still weak from the summoning.

Maka turned and looked Sakura. "Hey there," she smiled warmly. "How are you doing?"

Sakura mustered up her courage, saying, "I-I'm fine. Are you going to help Uncle Kariya with the important thing he has to do?"

Maka continued to smile at her. "Yes, I am."

Sakura finally smiled. "Th-Then, promise me you won't let anything bad happen to him, all right?"

Maka nodded. "I will."

Kariya finally walked over to Sakura and hugged her tight. "I'm gonna be gone for a while, but I promise I will be back. Just wait for me, okay Sakura-chan?"

Sakura buried her face into his shirt. "Okay." She tried to keep the tears back.

Kariya finally smiled, "Maybe when we get back, we can go play in the park again. Just like the old days."

Sakura looked up, "Really?"

"Yes."

Sakura let Kariya go, then bowed to both of them. "Thank you, Uncle Kariya." She then ran off.

Kariya looked back at them. "Because I will not rest under Zouken's roof. And the landlord of my old apartment probably won't recognize me anymore." He then stopped in front of an alleyway that led behind a department store and found some old pillows, worn blankets, and even an almost-new mattress. "Besides, this way, the enemy Masters won't be able to track us as easily."

Soul then spoke, "Still, are you finally going to tell us why the heck you look like sh*t and you're working for that worm bastard?"

Maka nodded. "Yeah, and what's up with both you and that Sakura girl? I could sense... things moving around inside of you both."

Kariya looked at both of them and sighed. Well, they were both perfectly sane and they wanted to know. No use keeping it a secret anymore. Kariya gestured for them to sit on the mattress, and when they had, he opened his mouth and began to speak.

"My Magus family is the Matou House. That bastard you saw is the head of the house, Zouken Matou. He has survived for at least one hundred years using his worms to extend his life. Those very same worms are what make up the 'training' of Matou mages and they are what's inside of both Sakura and me."

Maka and Soul looked at him with equal parts shock and disgust. "That has to be the most disgusting thing I've heard," Soul said.

"The reason I went through with it was to save Sakura. She's the daughter of the woman I love but could never have, not if I was willing to put her through that very same torment. Her father, Tokiomi Tohsaka, gave her to Zouken, despite the fact he should know or at least have some inkling of what our magecraft is, given he's a very connected Magus. If I give Zouken the Grail, he promised to let Sakura go." He smiled grimly, "Even if Zouken has no intention of giving Sakura up, or even if I won't survive a month after this War, either way, I will save her."

Maka and Soul were silent. Then Maka looked at him with determined eyes.

"At first, I wasn't sure what to expect from you when we were summoned, but now I see why you're fighting. Master Kariya, I promise you, even if you die or we fail to get the Grail, we will save Sakura. This I swear."

Soul nodded. "Likewise."

Kariya looked at both of them and allowed himself to smile. To think, both of them were willing to follow and help him save Sakura, even if he died. A surge of affection for both Berserker and her Weapon surged through him, and he hugged both of them tightly.

"Thank you."

Soul smiled and simply said, "Hey, that's what friends do, right?"

Elsewhere (Hotel Room)

Kayneth was silent as he observed his Servant, who was currently drinking from a bottle of wine, his third, if Kayneth recalled, and watching something on TV, a documentary about pirates, if he recalled. Fitting, as from as far as he could tell, his Servant was a pirate. The jolly roger on his cloak was proof enough, and even if it wasn't, his appetite and love of drink was. However, his research hadn't brought up anything about such a man. The closest he had got was 'Edward D. Teach,' also known as 'Blackbeard.' His Servant on the other hand, had said his name was Edward Newgate, also known as Whitebeard.

He wasn't entirely certain what to think about his Servant. He was loyal, to be fair, but he only stayed loyal as long as Kayneth's orders didn't contradict with his own sense of honor. On the other hand, if Sola-Ui asked him to do something, he did it, willingly or even occasionally unwillingly. In fact, Lancer seemed to see Sola-Ui as some sort of daughter-figure. He also quickly established that he was not a man to be intimidated, even with Command Seals.

Kayneth looked at Lancer with anger on his face. When he had woken up this morning, he had left his room trying to go the bathroom. When he got out, he had been greeted with the site of Lancer, sprawled out in the middle of the room, with no less than five bottles of wine surrounding him.

"Get up." Kayneth growled out. Lancer's response was to simply grunt.

"GET UP!" Kayneth yelled, successfully waking up both Sola-Ui and Lancer.

"Kayneth, what's wrong... oh." Sola-Ui said, as she rushed out and saw Lancer.

Lancer finally got up and looked at both of them, somehow managing to look sheepish as he spoke. "Well, sorry 'bout the mess. It's just that I haven't drank in so long, and the wine was pretty good, so..."

Kayneth looked at Lancer with pure anger. "How DARE you drink so much wine! Do you realize how much this vintage costs!? I am your Master! How dare you use my money to pay for your drinking hab..." He stopped when he realized that Lancer was looking at him with a serious expression on his face.

"I am well aware of the fact that you are my Master. We made a pact, did we not? For the record, I did not use your money, but my own." So saying, he revealed that a pouch tied to his waist was filled with gold coins. "I will pay for my own drink, if that satisfies you. However," At this, he stared at Kayneth with a strong look in his eyes. "while I am your Servant, I expect you to treat me with the respect that you would grant your fellows. In life, I was one of the Four Emperors of the Seas, and even now, I am giving you the same respect I would any man. I would expect the same from you."

Kayneth was silent, suddenly feeling the urge to get down on one knee, but he resisted. "Very well, if you insist I treat you with respect, I will."

Lancer nodded, "Good, then we have an understanding." He then lifted a bottle, still unopened. "So, would my Master and his mistress wish to join me for breakfast?"

Regardless, Lancer had revealed some of his powers to them, and Kayneth knew after hearing about them and seeing them in action, he DID have one of the most powerful Servants in this entire war. He seriously doubted that any other Servant could compare with him. Especially when you consider the fact that he had Battle Continuation: Rank A++.

"Well, Master? Do you wish to join me and your finacé in watching this documentary? I have some wine left." Lancer faced him with a smile.

Kayneth sighed. Well, at least he was willing to pay for his own expenses instead of asking him to. He sat down alongside them. "Why not?"

Elsewhere (Random Residential Home)

"Fill, fill, fill 'er up, fill. Repeat…four times..." Uryuu Ryuunosuke muttered as he painted the strange symbol he had seen in his ancestor's book on the floor of the living room with his bare feet, occasionally dipping it into a bucket. Apparently, it was required for summoning demons or something along those lines. The notes were pretty vague on the subject. It seemed pretty cool, about how they wrote about summoning 'all the world's evil' and everything, so it had to be demons, right? Still, the looks his victims' faces had been priceless when he told them they were gonna die to summon a demon, so even if it didn't, he still keep doing it till it worked.

On second thought, he'd keep doing even if it worked. It would make it so much funnier!

"Wait, was it four or five? Destroy each when it's filled..." Uryuu muttered to himself in confusion. He looked back at the book while counting off on his fingers, "Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill... yes! Okay, it was five!"

In the background, a news report was being played on the television. A couple was sitting on the couch, their headless corpses facing in the direction of the TV.

"In other news, there has been a string of murders recently. The murders have all been families whom were murdered in their own homes. Police have commented that there has been a strange symbol drawn on the floor the residences of the victims. Its purpose remains unclear at the moment. A renowned professor on Criminal Psychology has appeared to speak—"

"Well, maybe I did have a LITTLE too much fun..." Uryuu admitted as he turned the TV off. Still, he had taken care to 'clean up' after himself after he his fun. No point in doing it if he didn't make sure the police didn't find any fingerprints. He then turned to look at the bound, gagged, and thoroughly scared-out-of-his-mind-shitless son of the couple he had left in the corner.

"Hey kid, do you think demons exist?" Uryuu spoke as he began walking towards him. "I mean the media keeps calling me one, but don't you think it'd be rude to do that if demons actually did exist?"

Uryuu walked right in front of the boy, then quickly kneeled down in front of him and yelled, "Yo! The name's Ryuunosuke Uryuu, and I'm a demon! But I don't know if that would be the proper way to go about it..." He then waved his ancestor's notes in the boy's face. "But hey, look at this! I found this when I was digging around my storehouse. Apparently, my ancestors were trying to go and summon demons. So, I just gotta know if demons exist! But it be pretty dumb if one did pop up and all I did was talk with it before sending back to whatever pit it came from. So kid..."

Uryuu looked down at the kid and smiled creepily. "If a demon does appear, do you mind if I let it kill ya?"

"MMMMRRRRRPPPHHHHH!" The boy cried into his gags and began thrashing around in a desperate attempt to get free.

"Ahhahahahahahahaha!" Uryuu laughed as he watched him squirm. "I wonder what's it's like getting killed by a demon! I bet it would pretty coo-OW!" Uryuu looked at his hand as he grimaced. It felt like it was on fire. He watched as three scythe-like red crimson markings appear on it. The circle then began to glow before billowing out smoke.

When the smoke cleared, Uryuu beheld a figure. He could tell it was male, about average height for a teenager. The teen had a slightly tan skin tone, black eyes, and spiky pink-colored hair, with a red mark located just below his right shoulder. He was wearing an open sleeveless, gold trimmed, black waistcoat, which showed off his bare chest, white knee-length trousers, a thick black wristband on his left wrist, and black open-toed sandals. Completing the picture, a white scale-patterned scarf was wrapped around his neck.

The figure was silent for a moment, then turning towards Uryuu spoke the words, "Yo, I'm the Caster of this Holy Grail War! Were you the one who summoned me?" He said it with a smile.

Uryuu was silent for a moment, then responded with, "Well, yeah. My name's Uryuu Ryuunosuke. I'm currently unemployed, and my hobbies are stabbing and murder. I especially like kids, and occasionally young women."

The teen frowned when he heard that, and then he finally got a good look at the room he was summoned in. In particular, he noted the blood, headless corpses, and the hogtied boy. The frown turned into a scowl.

"So, you're the one who did this?" He spoke with a dangerous tone in his voice.

Uryuu fidgeted a little bit. "Uh, yeah? Hey, demon, do you want a snack? I've got a nice tasty kid for you here." He gestured to the hogtied boy in question, who by this point was overcoming his shock and trying to squirm free.

"You scum! You would willingly do this to an innocent family?!" The teen was now very angry. Swinging his fist back, he socked Uryuu right in the face, then followed that up with a punch to the gut. Uryuu went down cold. Caster looked down at serial killer with pure disgust. Then, looking at the kid, he smiled gently.

"You might want to look away for a sec, kid."

The kid nodded, and shut his eyes tight. He heard something swinging through the air, a solid THUNK, Uryuu cry out, then another solid WHACK, then silence. Then, he heard and felt his ropes being loosened. He opened his eyes and realized that Caster was holding him.

"C'mon, let's get you the hell away from this place. Also, feel free to cry into shoulder if you need to."

The boy was silent, then he began to cry into Caster's offered shoulder. He sobbed in sadness for his family, fear of his family's murderer, and gratefulness to this mysterious man. So what if he was a demon? He seemed nice enough.

Caster looked down at the kid. "Kind of like Wendy," he mused. He then looked down at the object he had wrapped in a bag.

Uryuu's Command Seals.

Hand included.

'I'll find another Master. One who is hopefully more understanding.'

He knew that all witnesses to the Grail War had to be eliminated, but he would die before he did that to this kid.

"Let's go." So saying, Caster took the young boy with him out of that hell of a house.

A shame that he did, because after he left, the circle began to glow again.

Once again, Uryuu half-conscious, watched another figure emerge from the circle. The figure in question was wearing a great crimson overcoat, complete with lapels' on each shoulder. Underneath, he was wearing a charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and a flamboyant, intricately knotted red cravat. Upon his head, was a red fedora hat with a wide, floppy brim, and a pair of circular, heavily tinted, wire-framed orange sunglasses with goggle sidings covered his eyes. He was also wearing gloves with what appeared to be some strange markings. His skin was bloodlessly pale, and his raven-colored hair seemed to float slightly even though there was no wind.

The man then looked around the place he was summoned. "Well, it wasn't quite what I expected, but then again, when you're summoned under an irregular class, I suppose you can't be too picky when you piggyback on someone else's summoning circle." He then looked down and noticed Uryuu on the ground. One look around the room to notice all the blood and headless corpses, the summoning circle, and the fact the man on the ground was missing his right hand, was enough to let him know what had happen.

"So, I take it you're the one who did all of this? I suppose I can't blame your Servant for doing that to you. But he forgot one important measure." The man(?) leaned down and looked at Uryuu, removing his sunglasses while he was at it. His eyes were completely blood-red, not human in the slightest.

He smiled, and the smile wasn't a happy one. It was more like a 'rape face,' complete with sharp canines that seemed designed for ripping apart flesh.

"You need to make sure you kill the Master, too." He felt no regret for what he was about to do. He didn't need a Master, as his own supply of souls would take care of that. Besides, this man reminded him far too much of those pathetic excuses for one his kind that killed for no reason. He opened his mouth.

Still, he could use some extra energy.

The only thing Uryuu could think as the figure bit into his shoulder and drank his blood, feeling his life slip away, was a single thing.

"This... is so... cool..."

Roughly the Same Time (Fuyuki Church)

"Strange," Risei Kotomine said.

Kirei looked at his father, confused. "What is it?"

Risei turned his head to look at his son. "The Servant Caster was summoned, but strangely, a few minutes later, another Servant was summoned and killed Caster's Master."

Kirei frowned. "Eight Servants? Is Caster gone?"

Risei shook his head. "No, he is still alive."

Kirei was silent, then shook his own head. "Regardless, it is time for the War to begin." He then began walking towards the church doors. "I must order Assassin to begin the first strike."

"Be careful, my son."

Kirei stopped in front of the doors. Not looking back, he simply stated, "Do not fear, Father. I will do what must be done." So saying, he opened the doors and left.

Risei watched him go. "I know, and that's what I'm afraid of."

Well, the first true chapter is up! Sorry for anyone hoping that Caster would be a bad guy. I just couldn't in good conscience let Uryuu live beyond that scene.

So, all the Servants have been summoned! I wonder who can figure out the identities of Caster and Avenger. I was pretty thorough in their descriptions.

Regardless, here's the first Servant Skill Sheet!

Servant: Berserker

Master: Kariya Matou

Identity: Maka Albarn

Series- Soul Eater

Sex: Female

Strength: B

Endurance: B+

Agility: B

Mana: B

Luck: C+

Noble Phantasm: B

Class Skills-

Mad Enhancement- Raises basic parameters in exchange of hindering mental capacities. In some cases, also seals away Personal Skills.

B: Rank up for all parameters, but takes away most of sanity. In Maka's case, the negative effects of Mad Enhancement are nullified by her personal skill, Anti-Demon Wavelength.

Personal Skills-

Anti-Demon Wavelength- Allows one to deal extra damage to existences of otherworldly origin and resist the effects of madness.

A+: As this skill was one of Maka's most powerful abilities, it allows her to fight under the effects of Mad Enhancement without losing her sanity, keeping the stat increases.

Eternal Arms Mastership- Prevents degradation of fighting skills when under the effect of mental hindrance

C+: Mastership of combat arts has reached the point of instinctive level. It is possible to make use of the majority of fighting skills even when under the influence of any sort of mental hindrance. However, this is only possible if the weapon in question was the user's personal weapon in life.

Grigori Soul- A soul that has the shape of an angel's wings. Only one in five million people are said to have it. Those who have these types of souls are able to conjure wings to allow flight.

B: User cannot conjure said wings on their own person, but they can be on objects that the holder channels their magical power into. By using Soul Resonance, Maka can project wings onto Soul's scythe form, enabling flight. These wings can be altered in size, shape, and appearance of the wings can be altered, as well as speed and efficiency in the air. Their wings take the appearance of large wings that are slightly spiky but on the fluffy side.

Instinct- The power to "feel" the most favorable developments for oneself during battle.

C: It is only effective for the sake of defense. Stems from her usage of Soul Perception, which can allow her to observe her opponent's soul and provides limited prediction of their attacks.

Presence Detection- The ability to detect other Servants and local mana sources.

A+: Due to her unbelievably powerful Soul Perception, Berserker is able to locate any Servant within a certain range. If they are fighting, she can even tell which Servants they are. However, it is incapable of sensing someone with a sufficiently powerful Presence Concealment skill and able to hide their mana.

Soul Resonance- The ability of two souls to resonate with each other, enhancing each other's powers. The higher the Resonance rate, the stronger the power. However, activation of the technique requires some time.

A: The resonance rate of two souls is so high they might as well be a single being at this point.

Noble Phantasm:

Soul Eater Evans: Death Scythe: B: (Anti-Unit) Maka's Demon Weapon and partner in life. Upon usage of Soul Resonance, he can activate three higher levels of power. Each can be used normally, or fired as a blast of energy. (Note that each of the following Hunter techniques are not three Noble Phantasms in their own right, but rather the power level and effectiveness of Soul at the time.)

Witch Hunter: B+: (Anti-Unit) Activated upon normal Soul Resonance. Capable of firing blasts of energy filled with his Meister's Anti-Demon Wavelength. Capable of killing most low-leveled demons and hurting higher level ones.

Demon Hunter: A+: (Anti-Army) Activated upon pushing Soul Resonance to higher levels. Capable of killing most higher-level demons and hurting Immortals.

Kishin Hunter: A++: (Anti-Fortress) Activated only by usage of the Black Blood. Capable of killing Immortals and even True Ancestors with a single blast. If it clashed with Excalibur, the resulting energy surge could potentially destroy both users and an entire country. However, it's best effectiveness is against evil creatures.

Black Blood: EX- Artificially made black blood-cells injected into a person's body. Upon activation, it can be used to harden the person's blood, protecting the vital organs, sealing wounds, and strengthening a person. Increases Strength and Endurance by one rank, but lowers Luck by one. Also, activation of this increases Prana consumption to normal Berserker levels, and even one with an Anti-Demon Wavelength skill will start to exhibit low-level Berserker traits upon usage. Essentially grants the status of Battle Continuation: A.

Well, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! The fun will truly start by the next chapter. Remember, tell me what you think in reviews.