Arrow To The Knee

Shiro had just sprinted into his workshop, sure that the Lancer guy had followed him even if he had managed to hide behind a fake wall at the school. He hadn't come here to hide though. Instead, he immediately walked over to a cabinet and opened it to reveal around a dozen sword shaped crystals that were each about the length of his middle finger and glowing with stored prana. Grabbing two, he put one in his pants pocket and the other in his shirt pocket close to his heart before he felt the bound field around the house detect an unwelcome guest. Quickly sprinting back to the shed door, he didn't notice the magus circle in the basement of the shed beginning to glow.

Sure enough, Lancer was waiting for him out in the yard, idly spinning his lance as he said "I'll admit kid, that fake wall trick was a pretty good one, but I always get my prey. Sorry, but your time ends here."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that." Shiro said as prana burst in his right hand and Lancer stiffened as Shiro made a weapon. His eyes widened in incredulous disbelief before he threw his head back and howled with laughter even as he asked "What do you think you can do with that?!"

'That' turned out to be one of those spinning arrow signs store employees would spin around to attract customers with.

Lancer's eyebrow twitched once when he stopped laughing and said "I'm going to make you regret not taking me seriously boy." The next instant, he shot forward with his lance ready to stick the brat like a pig. Only for his eyes to widen as said brat spun the arrow in a way that kicked the spear up before it went down and the bottom point of the arrow dug into his knee drawing blood?! What the heck?!

Leaping back and grimacing as his right knee throbbed in pain, Lancer gave the kid an incredulous look and said "Alright, I'll bite, how did you do that?"

Shiro smirked and said "One word: Reinforcement." The next instant, his reinforced legs threw up a sod cloud as he shot forward with his now much more threatening arrow spinning like a buzz saw. Lancer found himself hastily blocking five rapid swings before he made the mistake of blocking with the shaft of his staff in a horizontal position in front of his chest. The mistake was that his lance was out of position when Shiro jerked the arrow down and the arrow head spun upwards to hit a certain soft spot.

Lancer's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as a soft wheeze left his vocal cords, his lance clattering to the ground as he dropped it in favor of clutching his groin area while at the same time sinking to his knees. Shiro only had a moment to appreciate the look on his face before Lancer and lance faded out of sight. Smirking to himself, Shiro studied his weapon and said "Not even a single dent. Guess I didn't need the prana batteries after all."

"That was certainly a most…unusual victory." A voice said from behind him and Shiro spun around with the arrow already spinning only to find a beautiful woman wearing armor over a dress standing in the doorway of his shed. The woman continued studying him with an unreadable expression before she came to even more attention than before and said "I am Servant Saber. I ask of you, are you my Master?"

Shiro blinked once while he wondered just what he had gotten involved in.

End

Author's Notes: Poll and update schedule on my profile.

Idea for this comes courtesy of Shadowdragis though I imagine it's not quite how he expected it. Please remember if you have an idea for a 'fight' that the item projected is NOT what one would normally consider a weapon.

Also, I need to get started on To Be A Master's next chapter so I might not update this one as rapidly as before. (This is more of a do a quick 500 word drabble when I've got a free shot then an actual scheduled update kind of story.)