A/N: So, I decided against writing about Rin's summoning, because if you've either read the VN or watched the anime, you should know how it goes by now. I also finally decided on the new classes for the Holy Grail War, so recommendations are not needed anymore (but you can still give me ideas for what the characters should look like and how they should act). Next, this story will probably be SUPER long because of how many more classes I added, so I'll try to post like three chapters a week (yes, I have that much free time). This story might also turn into an M rating later on, but there will be warnings before the chapters that will have "M worthy content" (that is if there will be). Alright so please don't get mad but in the next few chapters, it will seem like there are going to be a LOT of female characters, but there really won't be that many (just warning you). Anyway, that's about all I have to say, so please enjoy the story. :D

Chapter 4 - The Reunion of Old Enemies

"That Axer sure knows how to make people terrified. Hmph, I like her already. Do you not agree, Master?"

"Ha! Don't get too attached! If you do, then we won't be able to torture her as easily and we don't want that now do we, Demon?" the girl with light yellow green eyes said.

"No, no we don't", agreed Demon. "Hey, Master? Do you want to see something funny?"

"Hell yeah I do! Show me; show me!" yelled the Master. With a flick of her servant's wrist, a shadow appeared behind a group of children who were at the park. Their moms were on the other side of the playground talking happily. The children started screaming and the parents were getting up from the benches and running towards their children. The shadow took the form of several different kinds of animals including bears, lions, tigers, and snakes. The bears, lions, and tigers were mauling the children as the snakes were slowly suffocating the children that were closest to them.

"Haha! That never gets old! I just love how scared they get!" laughed the Master. Yvelle Kita, the master of Demon in the Fifth Holy Grail War, had light orange hair and an…interesting personality. She loved torturing others and was known as the kidnapper of Tokyo. She wore a basic black jacket and an undershirt that matched the color of her eyes. Her pants were just a tore up pair of blue jeans and half of her hair was tied up into a little ponytail by a black and yellow green bow. "Anyway, we better start heading home. I need to start packing for Fuyuki City."

"Nngh, wh-what happened?" Shirou Emiya asked himself as he woke up. Just a dream? No, it couldn't have been. It felt too real. He looked down and was horrified to see that it was indeed reality that had almost killed him once again. H-how am I still alive?! I shouldn't be alive. People die when they are killed and yet that was the second time that I had been killed and came back to life. Huh? What's that? Shirou noticed something lying on the ground next to him. Confusion hit him. Who saved my life? He wobbled as he stood up. The girl who supposedly killed him was nowhere in sight. More and more questions came to him as he tried to figure out what had happened before his life was ended and then saved. The boy then picked up the item and got up. Whose voice was that? It sounded so familiar. And then, there were three other voices I couldn't quite make out. The eighteen year old reached the school exit and started walking toward his home. He pictured the girl who had killed him in his mind. She had strawberry blonde hair and was quite tall for a woman. Her eyes were red, and she was wearing armor. He kept reminding himself of what she wore as if trying to remember someone with the same looks, but with no luck.

Finally arriving at his home, Shirou opened the door and went to the dining area, collapsing out of pain. The man in black and red and the woman in maroon were fighting, but why? And why did the woman suddenly just stop the fight and come to kill me? Everything's so confusing right- Huh?! His thoughts were interrupted by an axe coming at him from above. He quickly moved his body, and the axe got lodged in the floor. "Wh-what the hell?!" screamed Emiya Shirou.

"Nice moves boy! But weapons only hurt if you acknowledge them, so why did you move? If you wouldn't have moved, you wouldn't have felt anything!" That voice! It belongs to that strange woman with the strawberry blonde hair! Why is she here and how'd she get in here?! The girl appeared out of nowhere beside her axe and carelessly pulled it out of floor. She turned around and glared at the boy who had barely dodged her weapon.

"Wh-who are you?!" Shirou asked for the second time that night.

"Didn't I tell you, kid? It doesn't matter who I am. Just stand there and look pretty as I take your head, will you do that for me?" she smiled evilly. Shirou noticed a rolled up poster on the ground and picked it up as if it were a sword. "Haha! Challenging me with a piece of paper? How idiotic can you get?" the girl laughed as she charged at the teenager.

"Trace on!" the boy yelled and the poster became as hard as a rock.

"Huh? Oh, a kid who can fight back? I like it. But unfortunately, you won't last very long in a fight with me kid", the woman mocked. Knowing that he couldn't win this fight with just a hardened piece of paper, Shirou started to run towards the spot where he and his old man had their last conversation. Seeing that the door was closed, he jumped right through it, breaking the glass in the process. The woman in maroon appeared right beside him and swung her axe downward, barely missing his leg. Emiya continued to run to the shed where he would often fall asleep after fixing broken things. Tripping and falling once again, it seemed as though his life was drawing closer to an end second by second, but he still had one more trick up his sleeve. He unrolled the poster and used it as if it were a shield, but the woman once again swung her axe as if it were nothing and cleanly cut the rock-like piece of paper in two. "Hmph, that trick you did just now surprised me, but it's going to take more than that to stop me. It's a shame really; you're quick on your feet and in your mind and could be quite good at magecraft if you put your mind up to it. Maybe you were supposed to be the eighteenth and final master. Ah well, each life has an end and yours has come." The woman put up her axe, holding it with her left hand and supporting it with her right.

"No! My life was saved, and I won't be killed by someone like you, who just kills people like it's nothing! I won't go down that easily!" retorted the red-headed boy. At that moment, it was as if something clicked. Blue light illuminated the shed as a blonde haired girl with green eyes appeared out of nowhere, just like the axe-wielding woman who was currently trying to kill him.

"The eighteenth Servant!" Shirou heard the axe-wielder yell as she deflected the blonde's invisible weapon with ease.

The blonde turned towards Emiya. "I ask you, are you my master?" she questioned.

Shirou stayed silent for a moment. "Master?" he finally asked gaining some of his mind back.

"Your Saber Servant has come in response to your summons", she responded. Shirou was confused, but was interrupted by a deep pain in his left hand and grabbed it. The girl turned around. "My sword will henceforth be at your side. Your fate is henceforth my fate. The pact is sealed." She tightened the grip on her invisible weapon and ran out of the shed leaving Shirou sitting there confused. What the hell is she talking about? he asked himself. He got up and ran towards her.

"What do you mean 'pact'?" he called confused. The girl did not respond and proceeded on fighting the woman who was trying to kill him before the blonde had interrupted. Shirou then noticed that the woman in maroon had switched her weapon to two short spears. She seemed quick on her feet with the axe in her hand, but now she seemed rather slow. Her abilities with a weapon, however, made up for the fact that she wasn't quick on her feet without the long axe she was wielding before. The blonde was quick, and her abilities with her weapon were incredible. Each strike looked surprisingly strong from a girl who looked no older than 18, but her strength did not seem to surpass the strawberry blonde's. It looked to be an even match; the girl with the blonde hair and green eyes was quicker on her feet while her opponent seemed to have the upper-hand in arm strength.

"Hmph, it seems we meet again", the woman in maroon commented as she switched weapons, making the spears disappear and her axe come assist her in battle once more. The violet lines and markings started to glow as she placed her left hand on the handle of the axe. "It's a shame that you have to hide that beautiful blade of yours, King of Knights, but I recommend that you keep it hidden just in case if other servants are watching. We may already know each other's identities, but we don't want our secrets out too soon, no? Now tell me, how humiliating was it seeing the man that respected you and gave up one of his noble phantasms for you, dying before you and blaming you for something that you had no part of? And then getting your ideals and principles stepped on by your master? Please, tell me how humiliating it was", the strawberry blonde provoked as she took her left hand off of the axe's handle. The girl in the blue seemed to be trying to ignore her opponent; her strikes were getting stronger as her anger increased. "You loved him; am I wrong? Hmph, that must have been even more humiliating."

"I warn you. Provoke me one more time and I'll-", the girl was cut off.

"You'll what? Use your noble phantasm? I hate to tell you, but if you did, you would most likely kill your sorry excuse for a Master", the woman responded emotionlessly. "If you think that you are going to get anywhere in this war by using the mana he's got, you are definitely holding your hopes high."

"Urngh."

"Here, let me help you. I shall end your life here before your hopes get too high." The maroon clad woman got in a fighting stance. She placed her left hand about two feet below her right one and the markings once again started to glow, only this time brighter. The blonde readied her blade and jumped into the air with her enemy. The opponent lifted her weapon and swung the axe with incredible strength and astounding force. "Have a taste of my blade." The sound of metal against metal sounded and the next thing Shirou witnessed was the girl who was fighting for him, get blasted into the ground with a loud boom and cracking noises.

"Gah!" Emiya heard the girl yell in pain. She somehow managed to get up even after being blasted towards the ground at lightning speed. "I'll d-defeat you", she said while wincing in pain.

"Hmm? Well, it seems that you might just be able to sometime. My master is calling me back home for now and might I say that you're lucky too. You would most likely be dead by now if my master hadn't called me back any later. If you choose to call me a coward for leaving then I tell you that all I am doing is following orders like any other loyal servant. And if you choose to follow me, be prepared to lose your head", the enemy replied while smirking. "I must bid you farewell for now. Have a good night." With that, the woman left.

"Urngh, I am quite lucky indeed", the blonde girl agreed quietly.

"Hey! Are you alright?" Shirou asked while running towards the one who had aided him. He was confused, but he thought that he should ask if she's alright first. Running up to her, he seen that her armor somehow fixed itself. Noticing this, he decided to ask her something else. "What the hell are you?"

"As you can see, I am your Saber class Servant", she replied. "As such, please call me Saber", she continued smiling. From looking at her closer, Shirou realized something. Saber was very beautiful. Her hair was tied up into a bun with a bow tied around the braid that surrounded it. Her pale skin complemented her blonde hair and green eyes well, and her features looked small and frail. Shirou blushed after catching himself thinking that.

"I'm Shirou. Emiya Shirou", he said, introducing himself to Saber. "This house- no, that's not right. That wasn't what I wanted to ask you." He scratched his neck nervously.

"I know", Saber interrupted him. "You are not a proper Master, are you? And yet, you are my Master all the same", she continued. Shirou was still confused.

"Hang on, isn't it weird to start calling me "Master" all of a sudden like that?" he asked her.

"I shall call you Shirou then. Yes, the sound of that is pleasing to me", she responded as she turned around and walked a couple of feet away, her weapon still in her hand. At that moment, the pain that Shirou had felt only moments before came back. It felt like his skin was being burned. As he grabbed his hand once more, he noticed three marks on his hand.

"Hey, what are these?" he asked to no one in particular.

"Those are what are known as Command Seals. Do try to avoid using them carelessly", Saber warned her new Master. "Shirou, my wounds, if you please", she said.

"You're asking me? Sorry, but complicated magic like that is beyond me", Emiya told her truthfully.

"I shall face them in my current state, then. There are four enemies outside", she explained. "One more battle should not pose a problem."

"What do you mean enemies outside?!" the new Master asked confused. He ran after her. After a few minutes, he found her fighting a tall, dark skinned man with white hair and a man with pale skin and blue hair and behind them sat a girl who looked to be about his age and next to her stood a woman who had magenta hair and wore a brown suit. "Saber, stop!" he commanded, accidentally using one of his three Command Spells. Saber stopped immediately. She turned her head toward her master.

"Are you mad, Shirou? I could have defeated them handily, yet you ordered me to stop?" she questioned, looking at him with her green eyes.

"Just hold on, Saber. I have no idea what's going on. If I'm your Master, then at least fill me in!" Shirou half-yelled. The girl stood up and went to stand by the tall, dark skinned man. The woman in the suit went to go stand next to the man in blue.

"You would demand such a thing when our enemies are before us?!"

"Ah, so that's how it is, my good novice Master?" the young girl finally spoke up. Wait a second! That voice! Shirou looked at the girl who had spoken, and was surprised to see who it was. "For starters, good evening, Emiya-kun", the girl continued. Tohsaka?

A/N: Holy crap that took a long time to write! Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Overall, I'm pretty proud of this chapter. Tell me what you think in the review section :D Hope You Have a Wonderful Day!