DISCLAIMER:

I do not own Fate Apocrypha and any related servants. It all belongs to Type Moon


Authors Notes

This chapter introduces the people that will have a large role in the overall story. Not much action here

Just to be clear, I will only post servant status when they go into combat.

Enjoy


CHAPTER 4 - Holy Orders-

-Decadence-

9:00 PM East Apocrypha

The East part of the Apocryphan battlefield resembles what Apocrypha looked like before the nuclear war. 50 story buildings, perfectly smooth concrete roads, tons of unnecessary light and cars on the road.

The CAR dwindled to near extinction after Gaia's extermination, making it a sign of wealth and royalty. The spare parts are normally custom made due to the lack of factories that produce it. Fuel is also a rare and expensive commodity with a staggering 50 credits ($50) per liter. A cheaper version was produced by alchemist but the standard $10 per liter is still fairly expensive for the common man.

Loyd Juneweather has been out on the field, gathering info for 3 days straight but that ends when his master called him back earlier that day. He speeds down the almost empty road in one of the rarest car in the world, the Aston Martin DB5. The info he holds would normally cost millions if sold, but the only person who will be hearing it is his master, Jasmine Gayver. He parks his car at an underground parking lot beneath the tallest building in the east. He takes the elevator up to the 500th floor to meet with his master.

The entire 50th floor is occupied by 1 abnormally large room complete with an indoor swimming pool, tennis court, basket, mini golf course, library and a very large bed. 4 men (1 of them is a girly man) slumbers on the bed, clearly having all of their "energy" drained from them.

Loyd surveys the area and spots his master by the indoor swimming pool. His master is currently swimming without any clothes on... a big turn on for Loyd. Just outside the pool was CASTER who was reading a book. CASTER spots Loyd and calls alerts her master

"JUSTI- I mean, JASMINE! One of your toys is here!" CASTER shouted. Jasmine Gaver swims towards them and exits the pool, not bothering to cover up. Jasmine stands at 5" with shoulder length messy blond hair, flat chest yet still has a 20 man harem despite those disadvantages.

"Oh... um... what was your name again?" Jasmine asks the man

"Loyd. Loyd Juneweather"

"Oh... right. The guy that I sent to gather information. So, found anything interesting?"

"Yes. ASSASSIN please recount the information" Loyd said. Out of nowhere, a black clothed man with purple hair and white skull mask appeared behind him and stood in attention.

"As you wish master. One week has passed since the beginning of the Apocryphan war, and we have noticed a disturbingly large number of servants belonging to the BERSERKER class. We estimate that more than 50% of the servants in the war are BERSERKERS" ASSASSIN said

"That... is bad." Jasmine said. "Normally, masters of BERSERKERS are just as uncontrollable as their servants. On the other hand, it could also be a good thing. Since BERSERKERS are bloodthirsty by nature, then they will kill themselves."

"That does not seem to be the case." ASSASSIN said with was met by the confused look of Jasmine. "Despite the large number of BERSERKERS, the death toll that we know off is somewhere within the 20-30 range"

"WHAT?" Jasmine shouts in surprise. He takes a seat by the edge of the pool to gather his thoughts.

"It seems that the masters knows what will happen if they go all out from the start. They are exercising self restrain for now" ASSASSIN adds

"I see... This complicates things..." Jasmine said." Well... lets leave it at that for now. Anything else noteworthy?"

"Yes. In our threat list, the CASTER of the south is currently at the top. His monsters have occupied a large part of the south but for some reason, he has not expanded beyond that."

"Hmm... That info implies that he has a limit in his summoning range. Thats good. At least we don't have to worry about an invasion and it makes him a very easy target to track." Jasmine said. "So? Anything else?"

"Yes. One last info for now. The clan leader of the Emiya Clan has teamed up with an executor from the Church"

"The clan leader is male right? fufufufu" Jasmine asks, clearly out of lust.

"Yes... I believe he is..." ASSASSIN answers while hiding his disgust. If his master wasn't brainwashed, he would have killed the wrench in a heartbeat. "But that is not the point of interest"

"Ho... then what is?"

"As you know the Emiya clan leaders has always been paired with the Excalibur wielder, King Arthur."

"Everyone knows that ASSASSIN. Why do you think everyone avoids them like a plague? If that is your info then you're loosing your touch ASSASSIN" Jasmine answers arrogantly.

"The Priest's servant, a SABER, was able to corner King Arthur to the point that she was forced to use Excalibur. The Emiya boy was also beaten by the priest who was holding back the entire time."ASSASSIN explains. Jasmine's face hardens as she begins to piece the facts together. ASSASSIN tells Jasmine the painful truth. "A servant that can match King Arthur and a master that is superior to the Emiya Clan leader. If an alliance between those two are formed then..."

"They would be unbeatable?" CASTER asks in a playful voice, clearly not taking the issue seriously

"Yes" ASSASSIN replies

CASTER turns her attention to her master

"Do not be so serious master. Despite their undeniable strength, both of the masters are MALE. You know what to do, do you not?" CASTER said with a mischievous grin

"Fufufu. You're right CASTER. All they need to do is see me... and it would all be over... HAHAHAHAHA" Jasmine laughs with complete confidence of her victory. She turns to Lyod and says "Congratulations Mr. Juneweather, your information is very insightful indeed. Return to your room and come back here after an hour. For the rest of the night, you have me all for yourself"

Lyod, obviously happy with Jasmine's declaration, bowed and left. ASSASSIN silently yet reluctantly followed his mind controlled master.

"You really like being on the receiving end don't you" CASTER said to her master.

"Of course. A girl like me enjoys being such things. You of all people should know that CASTER"

"A GIRL... riiiiiiight" CASTER said with a hint of sarcasm. "I guess everyone has their own fetishes... I just hope you don't break your dolls. All this midnight action might kill them before they die in the battlefield"

"Fufufu true enough. But dont worry, we are about to add two very powerful men into my harem. I can't wait!""


-Lust Sin-

10:00 PM In a hidden mansion, East Apocrypha

"USELESS!" screamed Kim Jong Nuk as he smashes his walking stick into his servant. "I gave you the prana and the freedom to get the job done yet this is how you repay me? With the lack of result?"

In front of him stands a beautiful woman with light blue hair and eyes. She sports a robe that witches wear in fairy tales yet it does not affect her natural charm one bit.

"I am sorry master" She said.

Kim swings his walking stick at her head with so much force that it shatters upon impact. She did not even flinch from the impact. Unknown to him, the woman has casted a shield spell so powerful that it would require a noble phantasm to break through it. Kim did not seem to realize how dangerous his servant truly is.

"You think the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea will rise again with a mere apology? Explain your actions CASTER!"

"Yes master. As of now, what is required to raise your country is not brute force, but soldiers" The moment CASTER said this, her master throws a plate at her face. The plate shatters and CASTER remains unscratched.

"You expect ME to ally myself with others? That is a sign of weakness and weakness is something I should not have!"

"You are mistaken master. They are not ALLIES but PAWNS that will die for your cause. Kings never fight in the front lines, for that is a job for the grunts that worship him"

Kim thinks for a bit and begins to understand what CASTER is trying to say

"Ho... Not bad. I guess that beautiful head of yours is worth something after all. Go and find me some pawns CASTER"

"As you wish master" CASTER said. Her outline begins to distort and she fades from sight


30 minutes later, CASTER's room

CASTER arcs her back in extacy and collapse on the bed. She breaths hard and her body is drenched with sweat and most importantly, a beautiful peaceful smile is on her lips. This is the smile is something she has never showed her master, Kim Jong Nuk. Ever since she teleported away from Kim, she has been GRATIFYING herself to release some pent up stress.

Fufufu... This is bad... If I keep lusting for Michael Angelo this badly, I might actually kill Kim CASTER happily thought to herself. Fufufu, who am I kidding! Kim Jong Nuk will die and I have to make sure he does as quickly as possible. I also have to make sure that I end up as Master Michael's servant... unfortunately, I need Kim to live long enough to do that... and his SABER seems to mistrust me so much... *sigh*... To bad... she is kinda cute

One week has passed since the begining of the war yet she spent almost no time in combat. After her first defeat, her physical abuse under Kim Jong Nuk and meeting Michael Angelo, she has been spending most of her time scouting and such.

Her SCOUTING mostly consists of visiting Michael in his workplace until she got a job as a waitress. Since then, she has joined Michael and SABER in work, play and information gathering.

CASTER has been doing her best to establish a good relation between them but she understands why SABER is so reluctant to put any faith on her. And though not obvious, she knows Michael also does not trust her completely. Considering that this is a warzone, their lack of trust is reasonable. The only thing she can do is earn her place in their heart one step at a time.

CASTER rises from the bed and walks infront of a large mirror to examine her armaments (naked body).

Hmm... In terms of womanly charms, I win by a land slide against SABER. Tempting him would be relatively easy. But there is a uncertain factor of his tastes... what if he is a pedophile? ... No No No No. I doubt that he is like that. I think...

CASTER continues her dillusions such as "what food does he like", "how big would their house be" and "how many children would we have". Typical dillusions of a maiden starved for love.

A few minutes later, she snaps herself out of her dillusions

Oh right... I have to find allies for my TRUE Master. She dresses up and heads to her crystal ball and checks on the familiars she have spread all across Apocrypha.

She has used most of her hard earned money for materials to create hunderds of small familiars. Thanks to the large number, it did not take her 10 minutes to find 3 noteworthy people. They are noteworthy for one simple reason, they are all members of the church.

The first one is an old yet very muscular and very dangerous looking 6'3" man. He is currently wandering around the northwest part of Apocrypha, as if searching for someone. From what her familiars can percieve, he has a mission to kill Michael Angelo and he intends to follow through. CASTER decides to keep close tabs on him just in case he does something stupid

The second one was a 5'2" tanned skinned, shoulder length purple haired girl with the approximate age of 15-19. She has just recently left the western battlegrounds which is a testament to her power. She survived 1 week in the most chaotic battleground in Apocrypha, a clear indication that she is a monster. Just by looking at her through the familiar, CASTER could deduce that her magical potential far outstrips human comprehension. CASTER is led to believe that the girl is a homonculus. The girl also has the mission of killing Michael Angelo but she doesn't seem to be interested in pursuing her target. CASTER intends to meet her in a few moments

The third one is a 5'5" kind old lady who is currently in the main NCZ of Apocrypha. Due to the prana void boundary field, her familiars cant follow the old lady within the city. The only sure thing CASTER knows about the old lady is her servant. Her servant is a RIDER with a large flying chariot pulled by two bulls of divine origin. She plans to meet them after she gathers enough info on them.

Well then... time to get allies for master Michael She thought to herself. Her outline distorts and the next second, not a trace of CASTER was left in the mansion


-Holy Orders 1-

101 year old Guru Rashek sits beneath the shade of the trees, north west of Apocrypha. He is curently in a meditative trance, connecting himself with the world around him and turning himself into nothingness at the same time. In meditation, he appreciates the simple joys that the world has to offer. He basks under every movement, every feeling, every sound the world could possibly show him.

... all except one...

Beside him sits a beautiful person of 5'3" in height and sporting long pink hair with black ribbons, white cape, black clothes, black mini skirt, black knee high socks, red-gold chain mail, white gauntlets and boots. The person also has a sword inside a white sheath. This beautiful person is his servant, RIDER.

At first impression, most people in the male gender may be attracted to such a beautiful person at sight... but they do not know 2 important things about RIDER

1. When RIDER starts talking, it never ends.

The main reason for Guru Rashek's meditating is to keep his mental sanity from constant onslaought of words from his servant. Truth be told, Rashek was originaly just an observer thus is not part of the war. It was one of his students who summoned RIDER and joined the war. But after only 1 week, RIDER has already changed master twice at the cost of one command spell per transfer. The second master of RIDER, his student, literally bowed and begged for him to take RIDER off the poor soul's hands... and now he understands why.

2. Using the words of the younger generation... ITS A TRAP!

Despite the beautiful appearance of RIDER, he is in fact male. This information has caused many of his students so much anguish, their sexual fantasies shattered into a million pieces. Rashek understands their pain for he is a man as well, but this is a war thus their sexual desires can wait.

RIDER still sits beside him... and he is still talking, changing from one topic to another at inhumane pace. Before Rashek started meditating, the topics covered where the holy grail war, servants, horses, clouds, pie, underware, electricity, seasons, socks, pudding, booze, cats and the meaning of life. If Rashek wasn't meditating, he would have used a command spell to order RIDER to kill himself.

Rashek suddenly stands after hearing footsteps approaching them.

"What?What?What?What?What? Is somethere? Is there an enemy? Can I show my moves now?" RIDER said in a fast and annoying pace. He draws his sword and starts stabbing just to show his skills

Rashek keeps his silence and strain his eyes at the direction of the footsteps. A few seconds later, Rashek lets out a sigh and sits down. A 6'8" priest with large muscles approaches them with clear lack of killing intent.

"RIDER relax. I know this man personally" Rashek said to RIDER.

RIDER voiced his disapproval but the words falls on deffs ears.

The priests stops infront of Rashek and bows before him.

"It is good to see you again Guru Rashek" He said in an honorable voice

"Likewise Leo Nardo" Rashek responds. "Please take a seat. We have a lot of catching up to do"

"STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP! I disaprove of this chumy chum chum atmosphere!" RIDER interupts. He swings his sword like a child swinging his ratler. "How can I show my super awesome moves if there is no fighting? Huh? HUH! Summon your servant and fight!"

A man suddenly appears behind Leo with a massive spear in hand. He stands at 5'10" with pale white skin, pure white hair, golden eyes, black skin tight outfit, dark gold armor with spikes. He wears a large redish cape that looks like it was made of fire. The final noteable aspect about him is the red jewel that is buried into his chest. He points his spear at RIDER

"Ho... Ho... HoHoHoHoHoHoHo! So you wana fight huh? Come on! Bring it! Put up your dukes! En garde! Come at me bro!" RIDER says, clearly unaware how outmatched he is against the spear wielder

"LANCER stand down. I know this person" Leo commands LANCER

LANCER withdraws his spear stands at attention behind Leo.

"HEY! No Fair! I wanna fight! Come on LANCER! Pretty Please? With sugar and cream on top? I'll even throw in a cherry! -"

"RIDER! Enough!" Rashek stops RIDER before Leo takes back his command. RIDER is clearly displeased but Rashek convices him anyway. "Are you seriously going to fight someone who is willing to listen to your stories? It is a rare opportunty to talk to another hero"

RIDER silences himself. Talking to someone with a different background is bound to yeild some interesting stories. As a matter of fact, RIDER's stories might spread all across the land if his new friend is impressed by him.

"Hmm... I See... Well then!" RIDER grabs LANCER by the hand and drags him away from the masters. "LETS TALK!"

LANCER silent allows himself to be dragged by RIDER, not knowing what madness is in stored for him.

"Forgive me LANCER" Rashek apologized in his head.

"Guru Rashek, I did not expect YOU of all people to join this war" Leo says

"I understand your confusion my pupil... I did not expect to join this war either" Rashek sighs at his misfortune

"... You were forced to join?"

"It is more like I was swayed with pity for one of my stupid students. You saw the way RIDER talks, correct?" Both men looks at their servants. LANCER silently listens to RIDER's never ending banter. Both men cant help but admire LANCER's self control because they can see his lance shake as if it was being held back from killing someone.

"I see... I understand" Leo responds. He silently apologizes to his servant for the suffering he must endure

"Anyway, what brings you here Leo?"

"You have not heard Guru?"

"If it is about the grail war then yes I have heard"

"I see... You have not heard about about Eight Sacrament against Michael"

"Oh... That order about the so called ANTICHRIST"

"So you have heard about it. The church has provided 3 top class executors and 100 knights from chivalric order just to hunt Michael down"

"Hmm... 3 executors? Don't tell me..." Rashek asks in horror

"Yes. Me, Rapha and Dona have been dispatched to hunt down and kill Michael" Leo confirms Rashek's greatest fear

Rashek face palms at the news. He cant help but hate the church for forcing his students to fight among themselves. The only thing he is thankful about such an absurd arragement is that the church does'nt know his students as well as he does.

"*sigh* I can't help but be surprised how idiotic the church is"

"The ANTICHRIST is not only a danger to the church but also to humanity. It is only right for him to be hunted down like the dog that he is"

"And you believe that crap?"

"The church will not lie about something as serious as this"

Naive and stuck up as always Rashek recalls the good old days when he trained his greatest studets

"Are you sure the other 2 will follow the church's orders Leo?" Rashek tests his students naivety

"Ofcourse they will. They are executors of the church, thus the orders are absolute" Leo answered without any doubt

"Naive... It seems that you dont even know your friends well enough to predict their actions."

"They are people that I trained with, nothing more. The only thing important is the orders of the church, their will does not matter"

Not only naive and stuck up, but also retarded. What has the church done to make him this stupid?. Rashek cant help but feel fustrated.

"Just so you know, Rafa and Dona will most likely ignore the so called HOLY ORDER of the church. Despite being the oldest, Rafa is has the curiousity of a child. She will be too busy discovering worthless information to care about Michael. On the other hand, Dona the Greedy only cares about getting the holy grail to make her young again. She is only using the church to get her into the grail war"

Leo is shocked at his master's words. He has no idea that the two would act that way.

"No... wait... How do you even know that they would act that way?"

"I meet Rapha and Dona atleast 3 times a year. Michael can only meet me secretly once a year because of that stupid order. On the other hand, I havent seen you since the end of training. If you kept your distance from the others, then dont be surprised how little you know"

Leo rubs his forehead in frustration.

"*Sigh* It matters not. After killing Michael, they will follow" Leo said emotionlessly

"It pains me to see my best students fight. I wish I could stop it"

"Will you try and stop me?" Leo says coldly. He has every intention of killing anyone who hinders his mission, even if it is his teacher.

Unfortunately, Rasheks reaction did not meet with his serious mood

"PWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Rashek laughs uncontrolably which surprises Leo. "You expect me to stop you with HIM as a servant?"

Both turns their attention to RIDER who was still talking non stop with LANCER

"... I guess thats a no?" Leo answers

"Ofcourse! In this war, I am nothing more than a glorified baby sitter. Besides, I am already too old to be a matched with any of you, let alone stop you."

"Thats good. I prefer not to fight you either." Leo stands up and starts walking away. "LANCER! Lets go"

LANCER moves like the wind as if trying to escape someone. He walks behind Leo like a dutiful servant.

"Oh and before you leave, let me give you some advice Leo" Rashek calls out to Leo

"Sure, what is it"

"Out of the 4 of you, Michael was chosen to be #7 of the Burial Agency. Keep in mind what that means Leo" said Rashek in a very cryptic manner

Leo walks away silently from his master. He understands what his master is trying to say and that is why he desires to kill Michael.

In short, that enemy of God is stronger than a devout like me? How unlikely! I will prove to everyone that they should have chosen me as the #7! Leo steels his will and heads out to find his prey.


-Holy Orders 2-

A beautiful young, shoulder length purple hair, bespectacled Indian nun walks away from the western battlegrounds in search for new things to learn. Aside from the mini skirt and combat boots, her dress is a typical dark purple nun attaire. Though initially named by her Atlas creators as Rani XI, she prefers the name Rapha El which was given by her fellow students who trained under Guru Rashek.

Despite being active for nearly 71 years, her appearance suggest that she is about 15 to 20 years old. The credit of her immortality goes to how the Atlas alchemist created her body.

Unlike the other Ranis, Rapha El is a homonculus that specialized in warfare. Boasting a massive set of magic circuits, near infinite prana supply, high speed regeneration and super human physical strength, she can be labled as the strongest master in the war.

Despite her advantages, she has only won the first duel against a certain human being during their training. For the remaining time that they spent in training, she has not won a single battle against this man. Her teacher, Guru Rashek, explained that she does not understand the mindset of a weak person works thus caused her to lose.

"A weak person will never fight fairly against an obvious superior opponent, THAT is a fact. He will use terrain, deception, traps and ambushes just to get the upper hand in battle. If that does'nt work, then he will use blackmail, psychological attacks, poison and sabotage prior to battle. The fact that you have not won against Michael all this time means that you don't understand what it is to be human. Your final assignment is to find out what that is" These were the words that Guru Rashek said to her at their graduation.

From her graduation to her active missions under the church, all she cared about was to find out what it is to be a human. When she stepped into the real world, she discovered that there are so many things she doesn't know aside from human beings. As a result, she spends most of her time learning about everything whether it is relevant or not to the point that she will ignore everything else.

And that is exactly what is happening right now...

Rapha is currently watching a weasel 5 feet away from her. It was also observing her out of curiousity

" Least Weasel...

Scientific Name: Mustela nivalis

The smallest member of the Mustelidae

Also the smallest member of the Carnivora

An animal not native animal to Apocrypha

Despite its small size, it is capable of killing a rabbit 5-10 times its weight

Danger Rank: X-E

Cuteness Rank: B- A+

Attempting to find the source of high cuteness rating

...

Unable to deduce cause of high rating from visual information alone

Performing action to determine cause..."

Rapha takes out a black key and hurls it at the weasel, effectively killing it before it could even react. She takes out a plastic bag and puts the dead Least Weasel within.

"Preserving subject for future disection" Rapha says emotionlessly. Despite her cold demeanor, she is actually extatic at the opportunity to learn what CUTE means. She places the plastic bag in her pocket and begins to walk away.

A large tree suddenly falls from the sky and crashes 3 inches infront of her, blocking her path in the process.

"HEY! DON'T IGNORE US BIATCH!" Said a man with a very punkish accent.

Rapha turns around and sees 2 humans and 2 very large servants behind them.

One of them was 6'5" tall, very muscular build, wears black corporate attire, bald with tatoos covering his head. Rapha deduced that he was the one that spoke out earlier. Behind him was a massive 8'3" man with long messy hair, lead color skin, red colored right eye and a yellow feral looking left eye. He wields a massive stone slab that looks like a sword-axe.

"We shouldn't hurt her Jackie! Lady Gayver said not to hurt her!" said a boy beside the large bald man.

The other human is a 5"4' girly man with light blue hair, wearing a similar black attire as his partner. Behind the girly man is a 7"2' man with blond hair, wearing a set of disturbing bondage looking clothes and a body covered with scars. He wields a worn out looking longsword.

"SHUT THE F*CK UP YUKI! Its her fault for ignoring us!" The bald man named Jakie shouts at the girly man named Yuki. He turns his attention to Rapha and says "Now that we have your f*cking attention again, will you accept our proposal or not?"

Rapha looks intensely at the duo for a few seconds. She raises her right hand and points at Yuki

"You... are you gay, homosexual, dark side of the force or all of the above?" Rapha asks emotionlessly.

A vain reveals itself on Yuki's head, a clear indication that he did not like the comment. He turns to the servant behind him

"BERSERKER! She's abusing me! Are you going to let her do this to me?" He complains like a spoiled child to the servant behind him

"Oppressor of the weak, your end shall come with my blade!" The scared man runs towards Rapha with every intention of turning her into dust

"H-hey... Aren't we suppose to-" Jakie asks timidly to his partner but was cut off by the maniaical Yuki

"SHUT IT! She dare called my gay! I'll kill her and rip her guts out!" Yuki screams with a high pitch voice, silencing the larger man out of fear.

Rapha watches with little interest on the approaching enemy. When the enemy BERSERKER is about 20 meters away from her, she begins her offensive.

"BERSERKER" said Rapha

A large chaotic gust of prana appears behind the nun. It was so menacing that even the approaching BERSERKER stopped in his tracks. Eventually, the storm of prana dies down and a man appears in the middle of it all. He is a 6"6' tall man with shoulder length brown hair, wearing nothing more than a blue make shift underware to cover his private parts. His skin is light brown with glowing red tatooes at the place where his bones are.

"Kill them" Rapha commands.

"=-=========-=-!" BERSERKER roars and begins running towards the scared enemy

He quickly picks up a stone and throws it with all of his might at the enemy. The scared man continues his charge while smiling at the enemy's attempt to hurt him. He does not even bother blocking the incoming stone... a very big mistake

The stone plants itself into BERSERKER's shoulder and knocking him 1 meter back. Not only the scared man but all of the people present at the scene were surprised at the event that just happened. Rapha's BERSERKER does not give them any time to be surprised as it picks and throws one rock after another at the downed man with reckless abadon. The scene is something straight out of an old WW2 movie where machine guns are fired recklessly with the sound of bones breaking are clear for everyone to hear

Though it is clear who has the advantage, Rapha does'nt get cocky for one simply reason... the enemy servant is smiling.

"HONORED TO THE BATTERED! DEATH TO THE OPPRESSORS!" The scared servant roars as he forces his beaten to rises and continues his charge. He painstakingly close the gap with Rapha's servant and raises his sword to attack but the servant jumps out of range.

Rapha's BERSERKER abandons stoning the enemy to death and decides to simply beat it to death in melee. He grabs the nearest 20 foot tree and with a loud roar, he rips it out of the ground. Strange tatoo like symbols similar to the ones Rapha's BERSERKER has appears on the tree. He swings down at the wounded servant causing him to kneel under the force. The ground becomes disfigured from the shock and dirt flies to the air as if the place was bombed. Rapha's servant lifts the tree and performs a golf like swing with the wounded servant as a ball. The wounded servant is sent flying 50 feet in the air and a loud thud was heard more than 100 feet from the battleground.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds after the performance of the god-like servant.

"BERSERKER? DONT LEAVE ME!" Yuki screams as he breaks into a frantic run to catch up with his servant leaving Jakie and his BERSERKER to deal with the monsterous servant.

"Ahem... hmm..." Jakie says unconfortably. "Well... Can we talk about this?"

Rapha's servant roars and charges at the remaining master. Jakie's BERSERKER moves to intercept the god like servant. Jakie's servant was able to close the gap before Rapha's servant was able to raise the tree into position causing him to go into defensive. Jakie's servant swings his sword-axe reclessly at the tree effectively cornering the slower servant.

Despite the advantage of the faster servant, both master knows that Rapha's servant is the winner here. The main reason lies in the class which the are summoned, the BERSERKER. Due to the mental interferance in their class, both does not have the proper dexterity and motor control to perform precise techniques. A battle between BERSERKERS is a battle of pure brute strength, something that Rapha's servant has in abnormal quantities.

The faster servant locks weapons with Rapha's servant as if it lost the patience to try and break the tree.

This action is a very fatal error. Now that the faster servant is not moving, Rapha's BESERKER simply needs to overpower him. The god like servant forces power into his arms and blows his enemy 5 meters backwards. The enemy servant skids into a stop but was smashed to the left by the large range of the tree. The enemy servant crashes into a nerby tree causing it to fall from the force. Before he could stand, he is impaled by Rapha's BERSERKER using the tip of the tree as a spear, effectively killing him.

BERSERKER lifts the dead body using the tree and throws it somewhere near the enemy master.

"Wow... You acutally killed my BERSERKER once... Not Bad" Jackie said arrogantly. "But Heracles will not be taken down so easily!"

Behind him, the his servant begins to rise despite his grevious wounds earlier. Speaking of the wounds, his body is already regenerating at a very fast pace.

Loud footsteps is heard through out the forest and a few moments later, Yuki and his BERSERKER returns to the battleground.

"Ho ho ho..." Yuki said in a very arrogant voice "Looks like you're outnumbered here... So, whats it gonna be Miss El? Join Lady Gayver or die here? I prefer if you chose Die Here coz I really want to kill you"

True enough, Rapha is in a very bad situation. Her BERSERKER has a very big weakness and that is his endurance. BERSERKER has the ability that sacrifices every stat he has to ensure that his strength will aways stay at the EX Rank. Even with a powerful master like Rapha and the stat boost from Mad Enhancement, his initial STR rating is still not high enough thus causing his skill to automatically sacrifice his other stats for STR.

Rapha analyses her situation as quickly as she can but cannot find a means to win. The best solution is to kill the enemy masters but she alone cannot do that in this situation. Running is a possible option but the servant Heracles can easily catch up with her and BERSREKER. With no other option available, she steels her will and decides to fight to the death.

"BERSERKER... Kill them" Rapha commands and her servant answers with a roar

"HAHAHAHA! GOOD CHOICE!" Yuki says in a loud voice. Both enemy BERSERKER charges at the Rapha with reckless abadon.

Everyone in the battleground knows that the match has been decided.

Rapha will die here.

...

"Ατλασ"

The two charging BERSERKERS is stopped in their tracks as if they were frozen in place. All of the masters was taken by surprise at the sudden change in events. They look skywards for the source of the voice and was horrified at what they saw. A beautiful blue haired woman wearing witch robes that acts as wings that keep her afloat in mid air and behind her is the a sky covered with purple magic circles.

"...Oh Faq ..." is the only thing Jakie manage to squeeze out

The woman smiles at their stuned face and points her staff at the two disabled servants. The magic circle glowed brightly as balls of light formed at their center. The next event that transpired can be described by the words Rain Of Light as A-Rank spells bombard the two BERSERKERS mercilessly. With each strike, the fire becomes larger and the earth becomes even more disfigured.

After 30 seconds of brutal bombardment, the forest was turned into a scorched creator yet the two BERSERKERS stand in the middle of it. Despite having his face blown off and his chest turned into swiss cheese, the Servant Heracles stands tall as if he built the endurance to shrug off the magical bombardment. On the other hand, the scared servant was bloodied to the point that not one bit of his flesh isnt dyed with his blood. The horrifying thing about the servant was not his injuries, but his smile which did not disappear ever since the battle started.

The witch is not surprised that it ended this way. She knows about Heracle's God Hand NP thus can only kill him a few times before her spells looses any effectiveness. She does'nt know much about the scared servant but she does know that he is tough beyond belief after watching their fight with Rapha's BERSERKER.

"I knew it would end up like this... but I still can't help but by such endurance." She said. She turns her attention to the two masters and said. "How about we make a deal masters under Gayver. I will let you live if you vacate the premesis peacefully."

"Like hell we will!" Jackie replies, clearly not amused with her offer. "We already know that you cant kill our sevants so there is no need for us to retreat!"

"Fu fu fu... True enough, I lack the means to destroy your servants... but..." All of the magic changes angle and aims at the two masters "I can easily send you two into oblivion! Fu fu fu fu... Choose wisely"

The two masters feel the pressure as the magic circles begin generating balls of light within them. Without much of a choise, both master begins walking away with their servants behind them. The moment they are out of sight, the witch lands near Rapha with ragged breath.

"Detecting sympthoms of prana depletion... Asking for current condition and reason for lack of prana" Rapha asks the witch

"Sorry about that... that bastard Kim doesnt provide me much prana... If I fired another volley, I might have left this world" CASTER answers while trying to catch her breath

"Asking for reason in helping"

"Hmm... You're not big on words are you? Well, whatever. I'm here to propose an alliance"

"The master KIM seems to be a control freak. Too troublesome to deal with" Rapha replies

"Oh no no no. I'm asking for you to ally up with me, not that bastard. I need your help to free myself from him" CASTER says.

Despite keeping a poker face, Rapha is filled with disgust at CASTER

"A trecherous servant is dangerous" Rapha turns around and begins walking away. "For your aid, you will be spared... the next encounter might not end peacefully"

"Negotiation failed huh... oh well" CASTER said as she takes a seat on a near by rock. "Oh by the way, do you know Michael Angelo?"

Rapha stops and turns to CASTER with a rare look of surprise

"Fu fu fu... Interested?" CASTER teases the nun. Rapha walks back and takes a seat on a nearby rock

"Talk"


-Holy Orders 3-

In the peaceful city in the middle of Apocrypha, another form of war is being waged. 21 people who have the right to call themselves One of the Best in Apocrypha are gathered in a friendly competion to prove their superiority to one another. Outsiders and even Servants were also welcome to this battle of superiority, bringing the total participants to 50.

But after 5 non-stop hours, the battle has taken a terrible toll to its very own participants. Among the original 50 participants, only 2 people remain in the fight and one of them is dangling by a thread. The 21 Bests, the other fallen and the audience watched in awe as the climax draws near in the battle between a master and her servant

The servant, a large red haired, 6' 11" man was on his knee in a desperate attempt to keep himself in the fight. In front of him was his master, an old nun calmly taking another sip from her mug with little to no care in the world

DAMN IT!" The servant slams his fist into the floor out of frusration. "How can I conquer the world if I fall here?" He roars with all his might causing the audience to roar in support

His master sighs at such exaggerated actions. She takes another sip from her mug then talks to her servant

"Please stop that RIDER, do you know how embarrassing to watch a grown man act like a child?"

"SILENCE! Even if you are my master, I will not allow you to insult a mans pride!"

"Ho ho ho... a mans pride huh? Do explain" The nun teases her servant

"Look around you Master Dona! All of these men entered the battlefield to prove that they are REAL MEN... yet a woman like you is dominating them!"

"... So what if I win?"

"This is a battle amongst MEN thus the winner has to be a MAN!" He uses a nearby table for support as he attempts to rise. "My fellow men who called themselves as TRUE MEN has fallen thus their hopes all rest in me!"

The crowd chants "RISE! RIDER! RISE!" to show their support to the large man.

"I AM ISKANDAR KING OF CONQUERORS!" He shakily stands while putting all his weight into the table. "I REFUSE TO LOSE TO THE LIKES OF YOU!"

Unfortunately, the table he used as support could not handle his weight and collapses. The king of conquerors slams face first into the floor, rattling his already woozy head. The crowd watches silently at the fallen king. The nun drains her drink and walks towards her fallen servant like the Virgin Mary comforting the sick but the next words that leaves her mouth was as cruel as the 9 circles of hell.

"*Sigh* If you can't hold your drink, then don't challenge me to a drinking contest" Dona tells RIDER with a kind voice

"Damn it" RIDER says in a small voice.

Manly sobs were heard as the manly pride of the manly participants was manly shattered by a sweet old woman. As if to add insult to injury, Dona Telo showed no sign of being in the influence.

The crowd errupts with applause as they unanimously recognize Dona Telo as the winner of 201 th Apocryphan "Non stop Drinking War". She not only received 10 thousand credits prize money, she also won 1 million credits for betting on herself. She also unintentionally created the apocryphan myth that people from the church are undrunkable.

After a speech and the after-party (which involves more drinking), they exit the tavern and headed for the apartment district to rent a place to stay.

"Ho ho ho ho ho! What a haul!" Dona laughs arrogantly. She has not stopped bragging about destroying many men's pride in the drinking tournament.

"Master... Are you, by some chance, a sadist?"

"Ho ho ho ho! We have been together for more than 1 week and you just found out? Shame on you"

"I see... hmm... I see... You use your NICE OLD LADY act to make everyone lower their guard"

"That is correct RIDER. I probe for weaknesses and abuse it before anyone can even react"

"Very Good! May I interest you in joining me in world conquest? We can share the Holy Grail and rule the world!"

"Ho ho ho ho! Tempting offer butI have some personal selfish plans for the Grail"

"Ah... your wish huh? Interesting... care to elaborate?"

"I want what all women wants! Youthful Beauty!"

RIDER was silenced a bit at his masters statement

"You would use the All Mighty Holy Grail for something as senseless as your own vanity?" RIDER roars in objection

"Ho ho ho! That is my wish and you can't do anything about it! Ho ho ho" Dona declares and laughs like a high class woman

"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SH..." RIDER begins to say but was suddenly struck with a realization. "Oh... wait... don't tell me... it's to get a man? AT YOUR AGE?"

"H-Ho ho ho!" Dona laughs and looks somewhere very far away in embarrassment. "What can I say? The fact that I, the great Dona Telo, have not been able to get a certain man under my claws at the height of my beauty has pissed me off to no end! I swear on my pride as one of the very few students who graduated Master Rashek's hellish training, I will get rejuvenate my youth and seduce that bastard!" She swears loudly to the stars causing nearby bystanders to mistake her for a crazy person

RIDER would have face palmed if he wasn't in spirit form.

"And I thought I was greedy...*sigh*"

"Keep talking sore loser. But by all means, do try to savour the agony of being beaten by an old lady. You don't get to experience that on a daily basis."

"Grr... I'll get you for this, I swear on my title as King of Conquerors!"

"Ho ho ho ho! You are 10 years to early to challenge me to a drinking contest RIDER!"

They continued their senseless conversation throughout their search for a decent apartment. They were able to rent a high class apartment on top of a hill with a good view of the city for 1000 credits. It was fully furnished including kitchen materials and groceries that would last them another week or so. Using their complaining stomach as a sign, Dona cooks a simple dinner consisting of bacons and eggs.

"I've been wondering Dona, how is it possible for someone to drink alcohol for 5 hours straight and not get drunk?" RIDER asks during their meal

"Oh my... Probing for weaknesses already?" Dona answers sarcastically

"I can't help it. Even during my lifetime, I have never seen such an abnormal ability. What's your secret?"

"Fu fu fu... It's no big secret. It is mostly thanks to the physical conditioning at an early age during my days as an apprentice of the Executors"

"Executors? The assassins of the Church?"

"You are well informed. Yes, Executors are the heretic hunters of the church"

"The church trains their students by making them drink booze at an early age? And to think I always thought of them as a stuck up bunch... How wrong was I" RIDER replies which caused Dona to giggle

"I guess that misunderstanding is to be expected after what I done. Unfortunately you wrong about that one RIDER. Our teacher, Guru Rashek, made us drink small amounts of different types of poisons on a daily basis"

"... WHAT?" RIDER unconsciously slams the table in shock. "I knew the church was a little crazy but feeding children poison daily is just... wrong! And are you implying that poison and booze are the same? Blasphemy!"

"Alcoholic beverages at large quantities becomes poison to the body you know? Me and the other 3 survivors of Rashek's training are unnaturally high resistance to nearly all poisons, be it man made, natural or supernatural in origin. Local booze is almost like water to us... though it tastes nasty"

"Hmm... immunity to booze... how boring. Let's change the subject... What did you mean by you and the 3 survivors of your master's training?" RIDER asks

"Students of Guru Rashek are trained specifically to be candidates for the Burial Agency, the bloodiest and most heretical sector of the church. Since those in the Burial Agency are the strongest in the church, his candidate must be exceedingly skilled at tracking and killing any enemy in any situation with any means."

"Impressive! From what you just said, we are the strongest master servant pair in this war!"

"Ho ho ho ho. It is unfortunate but you are wrong RIDER" Dona says with a hint of self depreciation. "Among the 4 of us, I am the weakest. The other 3 are monstrous compared to me, especially the one that became the #7 of the Burial Agency" Dona says while looking outside the window with longing

"And the name of this #7 is?" RIDER asks. He was able to deduce that #7 is probably the one that his master failed to seduce

"His name is-"

"DUM DUM DUM!" A voice said directly to their brain causing them to tense up.

Dona takes a look out the window and notices that everyone has stopped whatever they were doing. She notes that their bodies are tense as if preparing for battle. There can only be one cause to the tense environment...

"Nene" Dona tells RIDER who nods in response

"Yo yo yo! DJ Nene is in the house! ... Well, technically speaking, I'm on top of a tower but who cares about the details! I see everyone is being cautious, not taking any risks in early skirmishes. It is good to be smart but its BORING!" Nene said in her usual cheerful voice.

Every last soul in Apocrypha who is listening to her announcement can tell what is about to happen. Nene is going to force them to fight somehow.

"Since you guys are being boring, it is my job to keep myse- I mean, the war as interesting as possible. I have decided to host an event just for the heck of it! This event has no name since I can't think of anything good names... Anyways, this event will be a 5 minute battle royal with a 3 square kilometre plain as a battlefield in the northwest part of Apocrypha. The rules are simple, for each servant kill, the killer will get 10 million credits instantly. It does not matter if the one you killed is dirt poor, as long as you kill him/her within the battleground and during the event, you will get the money! This is open to all participants so whoever is in desperate need of cash, this event is for you! The event is going to be tomorrow 12 noon. SEE YA THERE!"

Apocrypha was abnormally silent after the announcement. If there was a phrase to describe it, it would be THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM


Holy Orders

END


SERVANT COMPENDIUM

Servant: BERSERKER (Heracles)

Alignment: Chaotic Mad

Weapon: Axe Sword

Strength: A+
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Magic: A
Luck: B

Skills:

Mad Enhancement- B
Rank up for all parameters, but takes away most of sanity

Battle Continuation- A

Makes possible to fight even with deadly injuries and can remain alive so long as one does not receive a decisive fatal wound.

Bravery- A+

Bonus effect of increasing melee damage. Not usable under Mad Enhancement

Divinity- A

Son of Zues thus 1/2 god. Became a full god after death

Eye of the Mind (Fake)- B

An innate talent to sense and avoid danger based on intuition, that can also be called the Sixth Sense or prescience, gained through many ordeals and adventures. At B rank, it is almost similar to Instinct

Noble Phantasms:

God Hand- B

12 Layers of resurrection magics. Cancels out any B ranked attack. It also builds up resistance to reoccurring attacks that can damage him. The stock lives will regenerate outside combat


Servant: BERSERKER (Spartacus)

Alignment: True Neutral

Weapon: Sword

Strength: A
Endurance: EX
Agility: D
Magic: E
Luck: D

Skills

Mad Enhancement - ?

Spartacus can still talk but is obsessed with the idea of fighting the oppressor thus unable to come with an understanding with his master

Honor of the Battered- A

In the instance that Spartacus' injuries are repaired by means of magecraft, the required prana cost is quartered. In truth, the pain inflicted heightens his combat focus, allowing him to tap into his full potential; by corollary, if he is not injured, he cannot fight at full strength

Noble Phantasm

Howl of the Wounded Beast- E-A+

A permanently active-type of Noble Phantasm. It is possible to convert part of the damage inflicted by the enemy into prana and accumulate it in the body. The efficiency of this conversion into prana raises the more Spartacus physical strength decreases. The prana that was accumulated in the body like this can be used to boost Spartacus' abilities. If he is damaged to the point of being on the verge of death, possibly an enormous prana enough to destroy everything before Spartacus' eyes will be saved up


Servant: BERSERKER (Samson)

Alignment: Lawful Mad

Weapon: Anything

Strength: EX
Endurance: D
Agility: C
Magic: E
Luck: E

Skills:

Mad Enhancement- C
Rank up for all parameters except Luck and Mana, but in exchange one can no longer think and speak properly.

Noble Phantasms:

Savage Combat Mastery- A

The embodiment of Samon's triump against a philistine army with nothing but a jawbone of a donkey as a weapon. Samson can use anything remotely usable as a weapon as a D rank Noble Phantasm. Unlike Lancelot's Knight of Honor, Samson does not gain any proficiency in the weapons he uses. Savage Combat Mastery is also limited to things that are not originally ment as weapons such as stones, trees, kitchen knifes, shoes, etc.

God's Strength- EX
With the blessing of God, Samson strength will always be ranked EX. This skill will sacrifice other stats to force STR to EX


Servant: CASTER (Medea)

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Weapon: Staff, Dagger

Strength: E
Endurance: D
Agility: C
Magic: A+
Luck: B

Skills:

Item Creation- A

Capable of making healing potions that grant limited immortality

Territory Creation- A

The skill to build a special terrain that is advantageous to oneself as a magus. At A Rank,Creation of a "Temple", which is superior to a "Workshop", becomes possible

High Speed Divine Words- A

The power to activate Thaumaturgy without the use of Magic Circuits. At A Rank, High Thaumaturgy-level Magecraft at the speed of Single Action spells

Noble Phantasm

Rule Breaker- C

Once it comes into contact with the ensorcelled item or person, enchantments, connections bounded through contracts, and creatures created and maintained by prana will all be returned to their original components in a state "before they were made." Pathetically weak if used as a weapon

Argon Coin- EX

A very expensive coat of golden fleece from the winged ram Chrysomallos, given to King Aeëtes of Colchis by Phrixus as a token of his gratitude. It is capable of summoning a Clohic Dragon. Unfortunately, Medea lacks the knowledge to summon a phantasmal beast thus this goes unused