AN: 9:51 PM, June 30th, 2018. Hello there folks. Glad to see some feedback! I'll be sure to answer any questions at the end of the chapter. Well, on to it then!


Gabin ran down the road at a rate that would not be out of place at the Olympics, grateful for the low number of people in this part of town. In the back of him mind, he pondered if his parting words with Aoi were to cruel, but pushed it aside realizing he was just looking for something else to focus on beside the reality of the situation.

Tokomi had given his younger daughter to Zouken. Five hundred year old, creepy, cannibalistic Zouken. Zouken, who, Kariya had been trying (albeit subtly) to keep Aoi away from for the better part of two decades, to the point of suppressing his affections for her. Something Gabin, who was not thinking rationally at the time, hadn't hesitated to tell her in detail, before running off to were he all but new Kariya was. Motou manor.

Coming up to the the gate, he felt himself go through a boundary line, and in response kept his guard up. He didn't want to have his mana drained before he got a chance to do anything.

As he marched up to the door, he noted a secondary barrier around the building, this one with a physical presence. It was actually rather hard to notice, but after the first time he had run into one of these(Being laughed at in the process), he had made sure to be wary of slight buzzing noises.

Placing his hand on the field, he applied a small amount of force. The surface didn't budge. He reared back his arm, and threw a full force punch at the barrier. It only rippled for a second. When dealing with this sort of barrier, the most common methods to breaking them was to "unweave" them and slip through the gap, or blast through them with pure brute force. Seeing as option one was rather time consuming, Gabin preferred option two . . . with his own twist.

Reinforcing his body to near his maximum, he threw a second punch at the barrier and watched it ripple again, this time focusing on the way it's sound fluctuated as he struck it. While normally he used structural grasping for this, he didn't want to waste any mana whatsoever with Zouken involved.

He threw a third and fourth punch, with a three second gap in between each, the amount of time it took the boundary line to stop rippling. After the last ripple of the third blow disappeared, he surged into a flurry of blows, each blow timed for the maximum damage. The ripples, which before had been barely noticeable distortions in the air, were now causing the entire front of the house to appeared distorted, with them practically being waves and the area were Gabin was striking having visibly sunken in a foot.

With a final surge which causes a massive overlap of ripples, Gabin thrust his hands into the most sunken in spot and with a wrench, ripped a hole in the boundary line, blasting through with a kick off the ground that shattered the concrete. And with that, he was through.

As he stood back up from were he had landed in a roll, he pondered how it had taken abnormally long to get through the barrier, nearly a whole minute, but then again, he hadn't used structural grasping on it, so that was to be expected. With that conclusion, he marched forward the remaining distance between himself and the door and "knocked" with enough force he was surprised it only cracked and splintered, rather than flying off the frame. Zouken had quality wood, if nothing else.

The door opened in less than ten seconds, the old piece of garbage being shoved aside as the enforcer entered, nearly knocking the worm man over in the process. "Were is Kariya?" He demanded, turning to face the ancient . . . thing.

The old magus sneered. "You nearly ruin my bounded field for that? Couldn't you have called? I do have a phone, you know!"

"Shouldn't have activated it then. Were is he you old parasite?" Gabin was nor up in the old magus face.

"The old Man snorted and looked away as if in disgust. He's in the third room on the second floor. He just came out of a training session so try not to . . . " Gabin turned around and headed for the stairs without bothering to listen to the old worm.

Practically stomping up the stairs and marching down the hallway with heavy steps echoing through the building. Upon reaching the door, he paused, took a moment checking for traps, the opened the door without knocking, qute honestly prepared for there to be a giant worm monster or shuch on the other side.

Luckily, Zouken had told the truth. Kariya was inside, back against one of the small rooms walls, a distant look on his face.

"Kariya!" dashing over to his friend, Gabin nelt at his side as Kariya's eyes came into focus, before he turned to look at the Gaudily dressed mage. "what happened to you!" Gabin took in his friends appearance. Kariya's skin was pale, not it's usual, sits in an office all day pale, but a sickly colour. His hair had turned half white, and his blood veins stood out visibly.

"Gabin? Gabin, what are you doing here?" Kariya asked, before he started to cough.

"I was looking for you you big idiot! What the heck were you thinking? You know what Zouken's like, Hell, you told me in the first place! He'll take you for everything you have then feed you to his worms, you big idiot!" Gabin roared at the parasite ridden Matou as he helped the man to his feet.

"Zouken promised me, he will set Sakura free . . . he'll set her free if I win him the grail. I just need . . . "

"To win a Two hundred year old battle that has never been won before, in spite of being, most likely, the most incompetent magus there?" Gabin snapped. "Yah, right, your chances are next to nil, and even if you do win you probably wouldn't survive to take care of her afterwords! What's the point behind doing this?!"

Kariya couhed agian. "I need to save Sakura."

"Hell ya do, come on were getting out of here." He lifted Kariya unto his shoulder and limped him out of the room.

"Gabin, I can't leave." Kariya said, knowing that in his current state it would be futile to resist phisicaly.

"Yes, you can, and you are. We can get Sakura back some other way!" Gabin snapped.

"No we can't! There's no turning back at this point!" Kariya found the strength to stand, if only barely, and pulled away from him, placing his hand on the hall-wall for support. "I've made my decision, I have to do this. I'm sorry."

Gabin stared at him for a moment, expressionless, before a new voice roused him from his thoughts. "Are you going to take uncle Kariya away?" the voice asked. Turning around, Gabin came face to face with Sakura.

The girl had grown slightly since the last time he had seen her, and her hair was longer. Rather than the original black, said hair was now a deep purple shade. Her eyes were purple now as well. Her eyes . . . her horrible eyes . . . they were all but dead, the eyes of someone who had gone through something horrible, and not recovered. These were not eyes a six year old girl should have.

Kariya walked up to the girl, crouched, and placed his hand upon her shoulder."No, Sakura, I'm not going anywhere. Me and Gabin are just having a . . . difference of opinion. Don't worry, I won't leave you. Now let's get you up to bed." A little more life entered the girls eyes and she nodded.

As Kariya took the girl back to her room, he looked back over his shoulder at Gabin, who had a conflicted look in his eyes, before continuing on . . .

"Oh, leaving so . . . " 'Foooooom!'

. . . Before both him and sakura turned back to the doorway to see Gabin standing there with his arm held in such a way, that it was obvious then the large, deep hole in the floor were there "Grandfather" had been standing smugly just seconds before, was his fault.

"Don't bother with getting a catalyst." Gabin said, his usual up-beat demanor having returned, even if it was a facade. "I'm going to get you one personally. See at the war!" with that, he swaggered out the exit in an over exaggerated manner.

Kariya chuckled, a slight smirk coming to his face. "See? Like I said a few days ago, when push come to shove, Gabin always has your back. Now, would you like a story, Sakura?" he felt lighter than he had in months.


Gabin walked down the street, his mind a battlefield. Hitting the old worm with one of his stronger wind spells, reducing his current body to paste in the process, had calmed him down somewhat, but he was still boiling. He still didn't think it was possible for Kariya to win the grail war. He simply didn't have the experience, which combine with the worms, would all but doom him.

Now, Gabin could try entering himself, but there was no guarantee that whatever servant he got would get along with Kariya's, unless they summoned two who were on the same side in life, which would of course, require manipulation. But, even then, there was no guarantee. No, Gabin was better off with his own plan.

Pulling out his cell phone(a Motorola International 3200) he presses a small red button on the side, causing a small pulse of mana to flow through the thing, revealing it's true propose as a mystic code. This code was essentially a normal phone with the exception of that it could connect to most magical communication devices, allowing him to contact almost anyone in the world(who had a MCD) in an instant. Dialing a number, he sat down on a bench and waited.

It took a good thirty seconds for someone to pickup on the other end, and when they did, it was obvious that they were annoyed by their tone of voice, and in combat, by the sound of bullets. "what do you want, Gabin?"

"Oh, sorry, this is a bad time. I can call back latter?" Gabin questioned, somewhat caught of guard.

"No, we both know that these things don't hold a charge, so just tell me now." several loud shots emphasized this statement.

"OK, I just wanted to know if you could get me some information from the churches executor division."

"Depends on the information. You may need to go in person. That Narbareck isn't a nice person. She only fakes being a member of the faith so she can go and kill things . . . how she ended up incharge . . . " a mighty blast sounded on the other side, causing Gabin to filch away.

"Hey, watch the sniper rifle! I need my ears! And what I need is information on all previously recorded methods of . . . "

An: Ok, it took me this long to write under 2K words. That's disappointing . . . guess I'm just not very into it yet . . . well either way, hope you like this chapter. The only reviews I got were a request to update soon and a comment on Gabins strength. So, instead of writing a review, I will be doing an explanation on my perception of strength in the nasuverse.

(Warning. I am a lazy Canadian, who refused to get the source matterial just for the sake of a fanfiction, so all of my info comes from the wiki.)

My take on Servant Parameters, Part 1: The Type-Moon wiki states that Parameter Rules are a set of rules for representing the relative power of each item ranked by letters under different systems, translated into specific parameters for "No particular reason." considering 1 to be a "normal value" means the E is equal to 10, and each letter increasing the value by 10 until A rank(50) is reached, with Ex rank showing that something is to great to fit on the scale..

There are two modifiers for this rule. +(Plus) and -(Minus). Plus represents an ability to increase the power of something by 100% under specific circumstances, and each + represents another 100% power-increase relative to base(so C+ is equal to 60 and C++ is equal to 90) this is normally temporary, but may be made all but permanent under certain circumstances. -(minus) is used when one is weaker than the shown rank, but not by enough the count as the lower rank, so a value of 26 would be shown as C-.

Seeing as some servants have permanent + rank parameters, I would assume this to be an affect of there legend increasing there ability, or a result of one of there ability's being beyond what they had in life, or the system failing to quantify them and giving them a plus value, seeing as they are, say above A but not by enough to truly justify Ex.

Now this system is all well and good . . . but it has some basic flaws when trying to guage just how strong the servants are. The most extreme of them being the question, 1 equals what? To say that 1 is equal to a "normal value" is rather vague. Normal compared to what?

Now, there are several ways we can take this.

A. 1 equals the value of a normal person.

B. 1 equals the normal human apex.

C. 1 equals the normal apex for someone of such a physical build.

D. 1 equals the normal human apex of the past.

E. 1 equals the normal human apex of one with such a physical build in the past.

Now, seeing as I lack the necessary information to test each, I will have to look for more information. In the meantime, let's try and calculate the minimum speed for a servant using the options we have.

Assuming that agility = speed, a servant with E rank agility has speed at least ten times that of a normal human, we can determine that the minimum speed for a servant would be around 150 mph, and maximum would be around 1500(the highest agility ever shown in a servant is A+), assuming A.

Assuming B. We have to look a bit deeper. Now, in real life, the top speed of a human is 27 miles per hour. However, that is clearly not the case in the nasuverse, after all, Kotomine Kirei is able to run at 31 miles per hour . . . while carrying a seventy pound girl . . . on uneven terrain . . . while no longer in his prime . . . yeah . . . so, assuming that this is in fact only half of his top speed, then we can estimate minimum speed to be closer to 600mph and maximum speed to be around 6000(That's almost Mac 8).

I currently lack the information needed to calculate further without looking at the servants themselves, but I will say that I find the calculations for B. to be more likely, as during his battle with gilgamesh in the Unlimited Blade Works route, Shirou is shown breaking the sound barrier twice(at least in the anime). Seeing how the highest we could rank his agility would be C rank, the same as his future counterpart, archer, and using the calculation top speed for C rank would be 450 miles per hour, not fast enough to break the sound barrier, which requires moving over 750mph.

I will now begin to reserch the servants feats themselver, and continue this at a latter date. Until next time! . . . and of course, the power goes out, don't you just love my life?

12:14 Am, July 7th, 2018. Ok, now I can send it! I hate it when I nearly forget things . . .