Foreword (PLZ PLZ READ)

I noticed my Star Wars fanfics seem to be very popular among you so I will publish the next instalment as soon as I am able to (I think I'm halfway in finishing chapter 1). That said, I would like to thank you guys for reading my works so far and I hope you will continue reading on, your time spent reading my pieces are much appreciated!

So, onto the story, I think me writing this as the second episode of Fate/ Extra Last Encore was released was quite appropriate, seeing as in this chapter the Master- Emiya Minoru- has his first character development with Nero in the second chapter just as Hakuno (the Master of Saber in the Fate/ Extra)did in the second episode. I have added more nods to the other Fate series which succeed the Stay Night story and I hope you like them, I know I did since I find them a fine addition to my own story. Furthermore we get a glimpse at the main 'antagonists' of this fanfiction series and a surprise 'Heroic Spirit' that that master summons, perhaps those readers who are well versed in internet horror lore (I believe is the term?) may figure out the servant's identity.

Anyway, I have enjoyed writing this chapter, although in my opinion it had far too much dialogue than description (Ugh! I'm both disappointed and digusted at myself) but I deemed it essential for the character development despite my misgivings of this feature of this chapter. So without further ado, please read on!


Fate/ Hex of Hexanos

Chapter 2: The emperor and the master

"I... I'm not sure..." stammered Minoru honestly.

"Umu! Then for now I shall call you Praetor," she nodded with her eyes closed, smiling with satisfaction. The moonlight shone brighter behind her as Minoru realised that the rain had stopped completely.

"I thought you heroic spirits would refer to us as 'master' regardless?" Minoru frowned, still sitting on the ground after falling over.

"Me, a great emperor, serve another? Huh! Such idea is absurd," the red dressed young woman said, looking down her nose at him haughtily, "besides your role is merely to anchor my corporeal form to this world through mana and mine is to win the Holy Grail War by any means necessary"

"Wait... emperor?" the boy asked as he got up, he was at least a foot taller than her.

"Allow me she to introduce myself," the heroic spirit used her free hand to gesture at her torso, "I am heroic spirit class Saber, true name: Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, Emperor of the Rose, what is yours Praetor?"

"I..." Minoru paused, Wait, wasn't Emperor Nero a guy? Emiya looked straight into Nero's green eyes, "I am Emiya Minoru"

"Then our pact is sealed, Praetor," she nodded again, then lifting her sword from the ground and resting the blade on her epaulette, which curiously didn't crease under the weight of the large sword, "and I shall be the one in command of our partnership"

"Could we at least be equals?" ventured Emiya, nervously eyeing the massive sword the Roman emperor carried over her shoulder, "I mean, I play an important role in this, perhaps even more than you..."

Nero looked up at the ceiling and stroked her chin with her free hand, "you make a valid point, my Praetor, then perhaps we shall be equals in this"

The Empress held out her hand with cordial intent. Minoru took the hand and shook it, returning her smile. And so master and servant- or as Nero saw it- Emperor and Praetor exited the storehouse, with Minoru closing the door then leading the recently summoned heroic spirit into the house. As they walked towards the house through the squelchy mud, the air around him seemed to become warm as if he was inside a central heated room and the ground below him felt harder as it dried. Was this as a consequence of the radiant emperor's influence? Before the got near the door that led them into the house, the Red Saber tapped him on the shoulder. Minoru pivoted on his heel to turn to face his servant, who was now awkwardly distanced far too close to him.

"Well, Praetor, what do you think of my magnificent majesty?" she smiled, stepping backwards and twirling around, her hands gesturing broadly at their surroundings. Minoru noticed that the sword she had wielded earlier had disappeared into thin air. The boy didn't remained silent and shrugged.

"Do you not see that even the rain stopped and the moon shone brighter as a consequence of my arrival?" continued the emperor, her smile widened boastfully.

"Meh, it was just a coincidence," dismissed Minoru, to which Nero responded with the disappearance of her smile replaced with an offended mouth gape along with placing her hands on her hips, "besides no servant can be that powerful"

"You know not the power we Heroic spirits wield," Red Saber replied, gritting her teeth, her fist clenching, "if you doubt the immense power I command, then I shall prove it to you"

With a flaming red light that gathered around her right arm, the jagged longsword that she wielded materialised. The hilt was gripped by Saber's right hand tightly. Minoru hid his fear of being struck down by an angered heroic spirit and instead put on a calm yet defiant smile.

"What? and allow the enemy masters' familiars that might possibly be spying on us to discover your Noble Phantasm?" questioned Minoru, barely maintaining an even voice due to his fight or flight response adrenaline kicking in, he could even feel his calm smile trembling ever so slightly. Emiya Minoru wondered whether his point would make Saber stand down, he didn't want to have to waste his command seal on something this petty...

Saber sighed and loosened her grip on her sword, causing the long red and black blade to vanish like a crumbling sand castle to wind.

"Umu, you make a valid point, Praetor," nodded Nero approvingly, she even sounded almost impressed, "a man of your common sense and wisdom is surely worthy to be treated as... an equal"

"I'm still a boy by the way, but I am technically 'of age'," Minoru pointed out modestly, then he pointed with his left hand, which had the command seal, at Saber, "but surely such compliment warrants to reinforce my status as your master, Saber"

Saber stared at him blankly with her green eyes before bursting out with laughter. Minoru sighed, it was pointless, his father's Saber in the last war was very obedient, though his mother's Archer, on the other hand required a command seal to compel his obedience, but even that didn't last long. Minoru, on the other hand wanted to keep the use of his command seals to a minimal, seeing as every master only had three in their possession and no more unless the overseer of the Grail War gave them extra as a reward under extraordinary circumstances. But that wasn't very likely to happen, at least not this early in the war.

"Oh, Praetor, it'll take more than a couple of words to make you worthy to be my master," laughed Saber heartily, then she calmed down, "although I am genuinely impressed that you didn't lose your temper and using one of those command seals to compel obedience as that would be utterly useless"

"I give up," sighed Minoru, heading towards the door leading into the main building of the Emiya residence.

Minoru was back in the living room in the kitchen section, washing dishes. Whilst Saber knelt on the cushion eating the leftovers of the stew that Minoru had made earlier. Minoru noticed that the Roman emperor was quite proficient in her use of chopsticks despite her ancient European origins having never eaten with chopsticks. Perhaps all servants were equipped with enough knowledge of an era and the part of the world that they were summoned to by the Grail. Finally, the Emperor of the Rose sipped the final contents of the bowl before exhaling with appreciation. Minoru collected the empty bowl and proceeded to wash it.

"Umu, you cook well, Praetor," remarked red Saber, wiping her mouth in an elegant manner with a tissue, "under normal circumstances I would have punished you for giving a person of privileged status such as myself, the left overs, however, this meal was excellent and worthy of praise and so I shall spare you my wrath"

Once Minoru had finished dish washing, he knelt opposite Saber. She looked up at her Praetor.

"So what now?" asked the emperor.

"Well, since there aren't much we can do right now you might as well tell me what this is," asked Minoru, taking the shard of silver from his pocket, "this is the thing that I used a catalyst to summon you, it must be linked to your past somehow, do you have any idea what this is?"

Saber took the shard of silver from Minoru's hand and examined it closely, frowning as she did so.

"Hmm... how extraordinary, I possessed many treasures during my reign," she said, her gaze still transfixed at the object, "but none as strange as this, I have no recollection of ever encountering this object in my life but it seems so familiar... perhaps it came after my passing? How did you come by this?"

"A Mage gave it to me earlier this evening," shrugged Minoru, taking back the object from Saber's grasp and stowing it inside his raincoat.

"Say, Praetor?"

"Hmm?"

"What would you wish the Grail if we win this war?" asked Saber, her gaze seemed to be more fascinated as it had been when she was examining the catalyst.

"Dunno, an unlimited amount of wishes?" shrugged Minoru dismissively.

The red Saber gave him a look of disappointment.

"No, seriously, I don't know," answered Emiya Minoru, raising his hands in surrender. The last thing he wanted was Saber blowing up the house with whatever Noble Phantasm she possessed, "I mean I'm a mage, my school prestige isn't too bad and my life's fine the way it is, I have all I need. My father and his father before him wished for the salvation of humanity and the Tohsakas wished for the root of all magic, two unattainable goals. But guess what? Every Grail war ends in a disaster with no one getting the upper hand and my parents ended up destroying the last one. What's your wish?"

"Mine? I want the world to be my stage!" Saber declared, standing up and gesturing grandly to the living room around her, "and the people shall be the ever praising audience clapping and cheering at my singing"

"Why don't you ask the Grail to reincarnate you as a human?" suggested Minoru as Saber knelt back down, "then you can use your talent to become a singer, though I'd say that'll be a waste of your many talents"

"Exactly, I wished for world's people to be my ever praising audience," Saber pointed out her Praetor's mistake, "I don't want to work for others, for I am an emperor and the greatest artist in all of history, being reincarnated as a human won't help me at all"

"So let me get this straight, you don't really want to actually rule over people?" asked the boy.

"I did a lot of that in my lifetime, thye're so whiny, I was just testing my new sword and they said that: 'Nero fiddled while Rome burnt'," complained Saber, clenching her fists, "sure they complimented their emperor, but their praises were hollow and were threatened at sword point with the promise of death if they disobeyed, I want people to genuinely love and obey me unquestioningly"

"Yeah, you don't need the Grail for that," explained Minoru, "all you need to do is be nice to people and serve them so that they serve you"

"What kind of ruler does that?" spat Saber.

"My father's Saber, did that," shrugged Emiya.

"That's no fun at all!" Saber shook her head fervently, "that defeats the point of life"

"Does it?" Emiya Minoru asked once more, then gestured at her, "everyone has a role in life, yours was a ruler, doesn't that mean you have to be responsible for your people and not the other way around?"

"What, and let the people rule you?" Saber shot back, her face held an expression of displeasure at her Praetor, looking down at him (despite his obvious height advantage) with disgust as if he were some repulsive slug, "what's the point of ruling something if they don't and won't obey you, we must remind them of their lowly place"

"Ah yes, I forgot, you ruled over ancient Rome," nodded Minoru calmly, "an empire of indulgence and negligence, it wasn't the barbarians that destroyed you, it was your own complacency, the Barbarians were just at the right time and place"

"Rome... my Rome... destroyed?" stammered Saber, her disgust crumbled only to be replaced by disbelief, "that great empire that me and my ancestors built, gone?"

"Everything ends, Saber,"

"Umu, then I have more to add on my wish-list for the grail!" the emperor said in a more cheerful tone, Minoru restrained the urge to face-palm himself and instead grimaced, a bead of sweat rolling down his brow. She didn't get his point. Never mind...

"Since we've got nothing to do we might as well go ask the priestess there about our rivals," announced Minoru.

BREAK

As Minoru walked alone up the stone road of the hill that led to the Fuyuki church, he didn't need to hug himself for warmth, Saber's fire affiliated skill Imperial Privilege, he was surrounded by an invisible bubble of warm air. Speaking of invisible, Minoru wasn't really alone, walking beside him was Saber in her spirit form, invisible to all even Minoru himself.

"Tell me again, Praetor, why a glorious emperor like me should conceal myself like some kind of coward?" Saber asked mentally so that only Minoru could hear.

Minoru rolled his eyes, then said aloud, "because you're wearing clothes that don't fit in in this era and also your dress can be considered indecent!"

"How so?" Saber asked, Minoru could imagine her raising an eyebrow, "my dress is the dignified attire of an expressive emperor, it is anything but indecent"

"But the keyword there is 'expressive'-" Minoru pointed out, but then was interrupted by Saber's hushings, "what?"

Suddenly out of the bushes sprung a flash of blue-red flash. Minoru couldn't react fast enough to dodge, nevertheless Saber did materialise in time to parry the attack with her sword, causing the attacker to stumble backwards but never falling over. Nero Claudius gripped her sword's hilt with both hands and held it up next to her head, her body lowered into a passive-aggressive fighting stance and positioned right in front of her Praetor. The attacker was a blue robed stranger with a fur rimmed hood, his eyes hidden underneath the shadow cast by the hood, although his long blue hair cascaded down his front. Wielded in a two handed grip was the long, red shaft of a spear that had a deadly crimson gleam in the moonlight. Both heroic spirits stood still like stone statues, willing each other to make the first move... or the first mistake. A few moments later, the spear-man relented. Spinning his red lance, the spear-man straightened his posture and rested his weapon on his shoulder whilst a confident smirk was formed by his lips.

"Damn, that's the second time a Saber stopped me from killing her master, or am I just getting déjà vu?" the spear-man asked, then chuckled, "am I right, Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights?"

Saber lowered her own guard, "Who? I'm afraid you have mistaken me for someone else"

"Really?" frowned the hooded spear-man, scratching the back of his hood, then muttering: "I swear you Saber class servants look the same..."

"I take it that you are of the Lancer class?" asked Saber, with a note of mockery in her speech which was so subtle it sounded almost like politeness.

"Just because I have a spear doesn't mean I'm a Lancer," argued the spear-man reasonably, seemingly ignoring Saber and Minoru, to admire his long, red spear, "perhaps I could be an archer, berserker, rider, assassin or maybe even a caster..."

"Very funny, but you're obviously a Lancer," laughed Saber, then returning to her fighting stance, courting combat, "besides you'd make a terrible assassin"

The spear-man didn't even bristle in anger, he merely returned Saber's laugh with a sly chuckle.

"Oh, believe me... I can if I want to," the spear-man said darkly once he'd finished his chuckle and got into his own stance, then cried: "ready or not, I shall come to take your life!"

"Umu... you're welcome to try," smirked Saber, tightening the two handed grip on her blade's hilt.

Then, without warning, the spear-man sprung at Saber with superhuman agility. The initial attack was easily parried by Saber's blade. The emperor's reply to the hooded spear-man's strike was a series of aggressive jabs and slashes which sent her adversary staggering backwards, forced into a defensive retreat with his spear spinning like a windmill to parry each of Nero's attacks. Soon the spear was spinning so quickly that Saber's sword was unable to make contact to the spear at all, instead, the red-black blade was pushed back by some wind-like barrier. Saber's green eyes widened in surprise as she lost the momentum of her onslaught and with it her focus causing her to be thrown back by the force of the whirlwind produced by the spinning spear. Before Saber could recover, the spear-man used the wind generated to propel himself above the ground and with even greater speed, he repeated his initial move but this time using Saber's own tactic against her: jabbing and slashing with both ends of his spear. Saber was overwhelmed so was running out of options, she needed to protect her Praetor at all costs. Roaring defiantly, Saber slammed down her sword causing a wave of flaming wind to swipe the spear-man backwards. Then with another roar, Saber leapt at her opponent, swinging her sword with all her might at the centre of the red spear. It seemed to happen in slow motion, the spear began cracking through the middle before smashing into smithereens like many shards of glass.

With his hood thrown back by the blast, the spear-man's face was revealed: a sly pair of red irised eyes and spiky long blue hair. His ears were decorated with droplet shaped, silver earrings. Despite his weapon being destroyed, the red-eyed man showed no fear nor desperation. Then again, he had the higher ground. He was in control. Saber pointed her blade at the man's chest.

"Most impressive, you broke my legendary spear," smiled the enemy servant serenely with no hint of anger, "now you shall never know my true name, nor my true class"

"And yet you stand helplessly at the mercy of my blade," taunted Saber softly, clearly not caring about her defeated opponent's identity.

"Am I though?" the enemy servant questioned, folding his arms behind his back. Without warning, he was engulfed in a fiery tornado and disappeared without a single patch of melted tarmac as evidence of his presence earlier. The shards of the once mighty red spear erased itself from existence with a puff of white smoke. Saber stared on helplessly before de-materialising herself. Minoru walked on, the shock of the battle dissipating with every step he took. The young master couldn't help but wonder who had won in that brief encounter, Saber or that other servant?

"Hey, Saber?" Minoru called out.

"Yes, Praetor?"

"What class do you think that servant belongs to?" Minoru asked.

"He was easily a Lancer, his skills with the spear is unparalleled by any other," Saber reflected, "if not for his weapon shattering, I would've needed to resort to using my Noble Phantasm"

"I don't know, he used more magic to overwhelm you than pure skill," Minoru observed, then adding, "from where I was standing anyway"

When they reached the top of the hill, the two were greeted by the sight of a tall, black metal gate. It's bars ended with a sharp point like a sharp stake used to kill vampires. Minoru opened the gate with a loud metallic scrape. The boy winced as the sound pierced his ears. The gate had looked quite new and yet made a scraping noise that was comparable to the metal doors of the storehouse in the Emiya residence. Maybe this was designed to alert the priestess of potential enemies? Thought Minoru, then he questioned that thought, surely a place of worship wouldn't need such precautions. Then it occurred to him, the church's representative was the overseer of the war and so would be a prime target for a rule breaking master or their servant. Once he passed the gate and closed it, Minoru travelled on the dark grey cobble pathway that led straight to the church building. Perhaps this place would be a welcoming sight during the day, but right now it gave the atmosphere of danger and vulnerability as if trying to ward off any visitors both welcome and unwelcome.

Opening the large wooden oak door, Minoru stepped into the church, there were many rows of wooden pews and near the walls were candles with guttering flames that lit the chamber dimly. At the altar, with her back facing the door, was the priestess. She wore a plain black church robes and had a long wavy light grey hair reached her hip. Her hands were not visible, Minoru deduced that her arms maybe clasped together in front of her as she prayed silently. He cautiously closed the door behind him and slowly made his way towards the priestess through the main aisle between the pews leading to the altar.

"May I help you?" asked a soft female voice before Emiya Minoru got barely three meters away from the priestess. Halting in his tracks, Minoru stood still. The priestess lowered her hands revealing that she wore a pair of white, silk gloves , then she pivoted around to face Minoru. To the master's surprise the priestess wasn't an old lady as her hair had led him to believe, rather she was a woman in her late thirties with smooth unwrinkled skin and peculiar golden coloured eyes. Around her neck dangled a silver cross necklace along with a long red scarf that was somehow mesmerising to Minoru.

"Err... yes, I would like to ask you about the other masters," began Emiya Minoru, his eyes transfixed at the priestess' scarf, "I think such information would be useful as I do not have the means to find them out myself accept from direct confrontation which I don't want to resort to doing his early in the war"

"You ask for a lot, boy," remarked the priestess, a small smile forming on her lips, "I too lack the means in which I could know the identities of the other masters, unlike the previous overseers"

"Oh..." replied Minoru, his face downcast and his shoulders slumped.

"However, I can tell you that all servants besides from Berserker and Assassin have been summoned," the Priestess told him, her smile vanishing as her face reverted back into it's expressionless position, then crossing her arms behind her back whilst walking towards the arched, stained glass window which had a pedestal with a fossilised snake scale encased in a glass display case, turning her back to Minoru, "As for their masters... I know nothing, as I have said before"

After a moment of silence, the priestess turned to face Minoru once more, "Have you any more enquiries?"

"No, thank you for your time," bowed Minoru as he turned to leave and walk towards the doorway, only to stop and faced the priestess again, "I didn't catch your name, mother"

"Hortensia... Caren Hortensia," returned the priestess, giving another of her small smiles, "farewell and good luck, master of Saber"

Minoru frowned at her for a few fleeting seconds and turned to leave the church.

"Well that was pointless," complained Saber, her voice holds disappointment. The heroic spirit from ancient Rome had remained invisible in her spirit form.

"Not really, at least now we know which servants to watch out for," countered Minoru, "thank goodness the two most unpredictably formidable classes haven't entered the battlefield"

"Assassin? Formidable?" snorted Saber haughtily, "you've got to be kidding me, Praetor, everybody knows that class is so weak that they end up dying first, everybody knows no one picks on Berserker and everybody knows that everyone gangs up and tries to get rid of caster first"

"You're making far too much assumptions there, Saber," Minoru said, raising his hands, "Every heroic spirit is powerful in their own right, besides we shouldn't underestimate our enemies"

From there on none of them spoke for a while, wary of a second attack from the blue haired spear-man or any other servant for that matter. Despite their caution, no heroic spirit pounced out of the bushes to eliminate Emiya Minoru- in fact nobody was there at all. This was all too coincidentally suspicious to Minoru, or perhaps it was night time and that nobody worked at night in this part of Fuyuki except for Mother Hortensia...

"Something strikes me as odd with that priestess," Minoru remarked to the invisible Saber, the young Mage was frowning with deep thought , "how did she know of your class?"

"Maybe the overseers are granted power to know those kind of things?" suggested Saber, behind the dismissive naivety of her voice was a almost invisible mix of amusement and deep hatred which Minoru barely noticed, "I mean, why do you think she knew about the summoned servants"

"Or, I have another theory!" Minoru said excitedly, "what if she was that spear-man's master, eh?"

"Umu! It seems my Praetor has accepted my conclusion," responded the emperor smugly, Minoru could just imagine the red dressed warrior smirking haughtily right now.

"No, I said spear-man," the master corrected his servant, "I never admitted that he was of the Lancer class"

"Whatever," dismissed Saber, Minoru visualised the emperor rolling her green eyes, "back to your theory though, I don't think the overseer can participate in the war"

"My mother said the one in the last war participated," Minoru put in, "he did it in secret, though"

"If this one also decides to break the rules, then we're in big trouble..."

BREAK

He sat upon his snow white throne of quartz and marble, staring at the back of his hand which had a command seal shaped like two ellipses intersecting each other with a circle at the centre of that intersection and at the centre of that circle was a dot. The war had started and going the way he'd envisioned, he was to be the seventh master and he would command the most powerful of all the heroic spirits. Berserker. Now all he needed was the catalyst in which to summon his servant. Soon the Holy Grail will be in his grasp and the activation of the Third magic, Heaven's Feel, will undergo completion. His purple eyes looked up. Guarding his throne room were rows of helmeted men and women, or to be precise, the homunculus that he had escaped with from his mountain castle in Europe. The castle was a great home fit for a Magus of high status, certainly greater than this inferior mansion that the Einzbern masters had resided Fuyuki in the Grail wars prior. Jubstacheit von Einzbern stroked his chin, only to remember that he no longer had a beard. The Einzbern elder had transferred his essence into a homunculi of his own creation, a much younger and more powerful vessel to carry his essence. This time it will be the Einzberns who will win the war, thought Jubstacheit balling his command seal hand into a fist, making his knuckles and veins bulge.

The elder's thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the throne room door, there standing in the doorway curtseying with her eyes closed was another homunculi, or to be more precise, a Justeaze type homunculi. Modelled after the very first Einzbern, this homunculi was designed to be the Grail's vessel, but she didn't know that, Jubstacheit made sure of it.

"My lord, I trust your new body is to your liking now?" the homunculi asked him once she'd began approaching him, she was of course referring to the earlier extreme discomfort that he had suffered as a side effect to essence transfer, which had thankfully subsided over the days he'd been in Fuyuki. However, those humiliating moments weren't meant to be spoken of, he had forbade it mention, he should strike her down where she stood, but no... she was the Grail's vessel and she was still very useful for him, still, this particular creation had been more rebelliously audacious than the rest.

"Yes, though some discomforts still remain, this body will have to do just fine," returned the elder calmly in a young man's voice, restraining his urge to display his anger, "the old golem form was wearing a bit thin anyway"

"That's good to hear," nodded the homunculi, brushing back her white hair and blinking with her ruby red eyes , before taking out eight pieces of crumpled A4 paper, all had a drawing of a scribbled symbol of a crossed out circle, "I have the catalysts that you requested for, my lord"

Jusbstacheit grunted approvingly, "excellent, begin the ritual, soon the most powerful servant will be summoned, at last"


Afterword (PLZ READ)

Thanks again for reading, I hope you all liked it! I actually planned for Jubstacheit's homunculus body to be that of a pre-teen kid but I thought that might be confusing since I was thinking of adding a servant who also takes the form of a pre-teen kid (that's all I'm going to say for now about that! XD). My favourite parts of this chapter was when Nero said her first "Umu!" and the entire scene with Jubstacheit and his army of homumculi, although I do agree with Saber's impression of Emiya's meeting with Mother Caren Hortensia (Fate fans will know her true surname!), I couldn't really do much there because Minoru doesn't know her nor her infamous father so I could only make references there, so she was basically a walking, living, breathing piece of exposition (at least from Emiya Minoru's perspective ufufufufu...). My regret in this chapter is not making the fight between Nero and Cu Chulainn any longer, however, the briefness of their duel illustrates symbolically how much Cu Chulainn really cares for fights and how fights must be scarce in the opening of the war (Especially with 2 servants still unsummoned at he time) so that wasn't a total loss I guess...

In the next chapter, I will shift the focus onto the other masters and servants before returning to Saber and Minoru; I am doing this because, as I have said in the first chapter, I would like to do this fanfic series in the style of Fate/ Zero instead of Fate/ Stay Night where only the main character mattered and the others were pretty much cannon fodder (although I wouldn't mind doing that kind of story if I was feeling lazy! (JK I won't do that, at least, I hope I don't!). Along with that I may just do Assassin's grand reveal as in this story he won't be killed off that easily, oh, and Assassin's master should be really obvious. Although I wish I could reveal Assassin and their master as more of a surprise near the end or something, but that'll just take the spotlight off him but at the same time it would've been a much more awesome reveal. Ah well...

I would like to continue my Doctor-chan series and I'll definitely update my Star Wars fanfiction that you guys seem to like most next.

Until next time!