Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this X-over. Fate/ stay night is owned by Type-Moon while Young Justice is owned by DC and Warner Bros. Animation.
+Central City, Missouri+
As the morning sun rose into the sky, Central City, the home of the world famous superhero Flash, was one of many to begin another bustling day of activity of sorts. People went to their jobs or simply got out to enjoy the day while the younger generation attended their school. In other words, it was just another day for its citizens.
So it was a wonder why the various passerby's' did not notice the golden portal in the alleyway from which a well-dressed old man, a conservatively-dressed petite Caucasian, and a red-haired Japanese teenager got out of, disappearing as fast as it appeared. Was it out of sheer ignorance, or was it an act of unknown mystic powers?
No one knows.
Stretching her arms until she felt a satisfying pop, Arturia let her eyes take in the sight of the cars and other driving past them on the streets as Kent acted as their guide to get them more used to this new world and country. It had already been well past a few days since they've arrived and they were in dire need of clothing, toiletries, and groceries.
When the old magus had suggested that they go with him to one of the cities earlier during breakfast since he was going to visit a friend of his while she and Shirou would get the aforementioned things there, they were quick to agree. After all, in her words, lack of food and personal materials was the enemy. So here they were in Central City, a city protected by one of the heroes they saw from Kent's spell. Speaking of spells…
The blonde looked at their still talking elderly guide in front of them before giving her lover a smile as she linked their hands together, feeling the connection of magical energy between them that bonded her to him as his familiar. It was a simple solution that Shirou had come up with yesterday when he was practicing his magecraft or to be more specific, when he was making his sword-like familiars.
Sure, it would be a bit of a drain on her (once again) master's own od reserves and with the possibility of draining him even more should he manifest his Reality Marble but she was stubborn on that matter, which actually made her relieved that he did not decide to undergo the human modification technique. Shirou himself told her that his greatest spell was something he just truly wouldn't use unless the situation demanded its use (like Gilgamesh as an example) and then again, because their new world did not reject magecraft as evidenced by her now completely stable existence and the fact that his projections (or any kind of spell he did really) was not degrading.
As a result, Arturia was very happy because of what he said and did.
Well… that and the fact that some of his familiars were just too adorable for her, especially those cute little lion cub-like metal familiars that had blades for manes, teeth, claws, and tails the redhead had made with alteration and alchemy. She insisted naming each and every single one of them then having them modified a bit to suit her cuddly needs, ignoring that her lover had initially made them to practice his familiar making skills and forcing him to make another batch of familiars that was strictly for his own purpose.
One familiar contract and an intense make out session later after the fiasco, Arturia was now officially her master's familiar.
Truly it was a good time and world for her to enjoy herself, and if what Kent had told her that one morn where Shirou was late to wake up and make breakfast was to be believed…
Arturia had to cover her mouth to dampen her giggles lest her lover and their guide were to notice how giddy she was about her new secret. I guess it would have to be a surprise. She thought as she pulled Shirou along their merry way when Kent eventually left them on their own in the mall to visit his friend but not before giving them each a large wad of cash. First things first though, lack of clothing is the enemy.
Normally, Central City would not be surprised to see the only speedster in the place known as The Flash doing his job to keep them safe. That was not the case today though as two speeding blurs, one red and the other yellow, made their selves known to the small group of petty crooks who thought it was a good idea to rob a bank and tried to hold its employees hostage.
Within a near instant, the two speedsters apprehended them, tying them all up with a lengthy rope and disassembling all their guns in front of their very eyes before disappearing as fast as they appeared.
The one thing that they all knew from what they managed to witness though, was that the yellow blur was definitely shorter and younger than the Flash.
The only conclusion they had about that was very simple.
The Flash had taken on a protégé. May whatever higher being that exist have mercy on them.
Barry Allen, the secret identity of the scarlet speedster known as The Flash, couldn't help but groan as his Justice League communicator began beeping, alerting him and his fledgling protégé that there was probably some crisis that the League needed his help with.
Slowing down so that he could safely skid to a stop and answer the call, Flash kept an eye out for his nephew-in-law, Wally West, to see if he had followed his lead. The redheaded speedster did indeed follow him, although the newly christened Kid Flash was still awkward when it came to stopping, almost stumbling until he held a hand out to prevent him from falling and dispersing the momentum gathered by their running.
Barry knew that despite the powers his recently hospitalized nephew gained from recreating the same accident which gave him his powers, the same accident that he himself had recreated to gain the powers his idol – Jay Garrick, the original Flash – had and actually surpassed, it was going to be longer for Wally to master for two simple reasons.
One, because of the sub-par equipment and the low key manner he used to create the accident, Wally was considerably slower than him and needed to accelerate and decelerate rather than start and stop on the spot like he could. Two, Wally was impatient, which made things harder because of the scarlet speedster's laid-back manner.
In short, Barry had his work cut out for him and his initially unwanted protégé.
I wonder if Aquaman's having problems with his protégé. Maybe I should ask Bats and G. A. for tips in the mentoring biz while I'm at it. He thought before pressing the communicator hidden in the right ear of his cowl. "Flash to Justice League, what's the emergency?"
"This is Batman. You need to get to the Watchtower now." The speedster heard the dark knight of Gotham City say, making him gulp as he could feel the patented Bat-glare from his voice that seemed to say, "If you don't come here now there will be consequences".
"Okay, I'll be there in a flash." Hanging up before Batman could reply, Barry rubbed the back of his head as he gave Wally a sheepish grin. "Sorry kid. Duty calls. You did a great job on the first few hours of your first day as a superhero."
"Thanks! Don't worry; I'll look after the city while you're away. But can you give me a souvenir later when you're back from what the League needs you?" His protégé told him, making him chuckle.
"Sure thing Kid." Messing Wally's spiky hair affectionately, Flash then sped off to the nearest accessible Zeta Beam Tube to get to the Watchtower. I hope nothing bad happens while I'm gone. He thought.
Shirou let out a sigh of relief as they got out of the last clothing store in Central City Mall, thankful that it took only a little time for both Arturia and him to get any clothes they needed. Just like any male, he too had a fear of the word shopping when invoked by a female with his being developed because of a certain tiger who will not be named.
Knowing that Arturia had a certain pragmatism and acceptance when it came to clothing and other things in general due to her time as king, made him want to weep with joy at not having to suffer for hours on end of insistent nagging on his opinion on how one would look with an outfit before deciding to change it abruptly and make it a near endless cycle. So truly he was fortunate that his lover was quick to decide what she wanted and only ever asked his opinion if she picked more feminine clothing such as dresses, with him honestly answering even if he knew that she would always look beautiful, in battle or not.
The magical bags (a pair of satchel bags for both of them with Arturia's being more feminine) that Kent had given them also helped, ensuring that they could buy as many as they need without having to worry about bringing so many bags and hampering them. And I don't have to worry about being preoccupied by carrying bags so I can keep an eye out. There's bound to be trouble in this town after all, considering that its home to a superhero that has many enemies. The redhead thought as his amber eyes darted all over the place, Kiritsugu's training basically telling him to stay vigilant.
Feeling a tap on his shoulder however, Shirou stared at his side as Arturia held out her hand to him and pointed at the food court with her other hand. "Shirou, where should we eat lunch?"
It didn't even take him a second to realize that it was already noon and that his stomach was growling loudly. His cheeks reddening as she laughed, he let her lead him to whatever fast-food restaurant in the mall caught her fancy while he tried to distract himself to forget his embarrassment.
Speaking of fast-food…
It was then that he realized that it had been so long since he had eaten food from fast-food restaurants in the first place. The last time he ate fast-food was during the first few months of living with Kiritsugu, simply because the Magus Killer couldn't cook to save his life until he eventually learned how to cook for the two of them and one certain tiger, becoming supreme lord of the kitchen until his apprentice/rival Sakura came years later.
As they waited in line to order their food in a restaurant called Chicken Whizees, the scent he picked up from the place seemed to tell him that what they served was like how he remembered fast food was like. Greasy, convenient for the busy masses, had a flavor that while delicious, lacked the goodness of expertly prepared meals. Not that he was insulting anyone in the fast-food business, it was just he had very high standards when it comes to making food.
And by standards he meant "I must make food that can make anyone worship it and forget any negative thoughts/emotion they currently have before they eat!"
To be frank, if he wasn't going to be a Hero of Justice or a magus as he had told Kiritsugu, becoming the world's greatest chef was his second best bet for a living…aside from being the occasional handyman that he was and triggering the bombs that his old man had planted all over Fuyuki's leylines early to stop/delay the Grail Wars. It was a good thing that he had asked the Magus Killer why it hurts to make a circuit during the first day he was being taught, otherwise he wouldn't have rectified his mistake and been taught to activate his actual magical circuits. All 27 of them that would have atrophied had he not done so, knowing how stubborn he was when it came to learning what magecraft did not interfere with his status as a Sword Incarnation.
But anyway, he was already getting off-track with such thoughts; his father would have his hide in the afterlife because of losing focus to his surroundings.
Arturia lead him to a table with two seats, apparently she had already ordered something for the both of them while he was still in reverie. He ignored the stares and whispers that the others in the restaurant were giving him, upon seeing Arturia holding the tray that had their food…with one hand.
Yes, it was better to ignore their stares and words. After all there were a lot of things to worry about, which was seeing if Arturia would actually even like the food served by fast food restaurants. After all, he knew that once someone ate his food, their standards are set higher like a certain tiger had.
+ Emiya Residence, Fuyuki City, Kaleidoscope Designation 5471+
It was pandemonium in the Emiya estate.
At least that was what Archer, Rin, and Sakura had thought would happen had the food not been served immediately to placate the rage of one Taiga Fujimura. Despite that though, all three of them knew that the danger had not yet passed and explanations had to be told. And so, it was a surprise for the Counter Guardian to see that the Tiger of Fuyuki silently stood up and calmly made her way out of the dining room, likely going to the phone placed in the living room.
As the three of them shared uneasy looks, they took a long sip of tea to prepare themselves from whatever was about to happen.
"WAVER VELVET YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING FIANCE OF MINE! YOU BETTER EXPLAIN WHY THERE'S A SECRET WAR BETWEEN MAGES THAT HAPPENED HERE IN FUYUKI AND WHY YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT YOU AND SHIROU ARE MAGES!"
Promptly spitting out the tea they had been enjoying in sync, their eyes bulged out of their sockets at the what the brunette woman's rant had revealed (him more so than the only other females in the house). "WHAT?!"
How the fuck is this possible?! Archer shouted in his mind. Taiga having a romantic relationship was impossible. Her fiancé being Waver Velve–err, Lord El Melloi II was even more so. From what little knowledge he had from the actual Counter Guardian he was copied from, Taiga had remained single till her death…while still not looking over twenty and somehow preventing many destructive events just by her mere presence. And it was the same case in many alternate earths he was summoned.
So for it to happen…
"I DON'T CARE THAT IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET! I WANT ANSWERS! IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME ANSWERS YOU ARE NOT GONNA GET ANY NOOKIE FROM ME WHEN YOU COME BACK HERE!"
Archer began to bash his head repeatedly on the table he had just reinforced, hoping that with each hit he would forget what he had heard.
"I–"
*BASH*
"Did–"
*BASH*
"Not–"
*BASH*
"Just–"
*BASH*
"Hear–"
*BASH*
"That."
*BASH*
"YOU BETTER COME HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! YOU OWE SHIROU FOR GETTING US TOGETHER IN THE FIRST PLACE AND NOW HE'S MISSING!"
Great. Now I know who to blame for this. Damn you Shirou Emiya. With that thought, EMIYA continued to bash his head, uncaring of the broken ceramic digging itself in his face and forehead while Rin and Sakura tried in vain to stop him from doing so.
+Back to Earth 16+
Wally West was hungry, very hungry. It seems that the downside (or upside when viewed in a different way, like having absolutely no baby fat and staying fit) of having these new powers of his was a hyper-accelerated metabolism. No wonder his idol/mentor/uncle-in-law ate a lot, speedsters needed the extra servings to maintain their energy.
Thankfully he had a solution to his current predicament, Chicken Whizees!
Out of costume and in his civvies, Wally was standing at the end of the long line to order which was caused by the lunch rush, repeatedly tapping his right foot (at a reasonable pace that normal humans can perceive) and his arms crossed. He would have loved to get in front of the line with his powers but unfortunately, that would immediately gave away that he was a metahuman and that his uncle would be disappointed at him if he did so, which sucked.
Groaning in exasperation, the 13 year old teenager let his eyes sweep around the expanse of the restaurant before eventually settling on a somewhat strange sight. In one of the preoccupied tables was a petite British(?) blonde that Wally surmised as around his age or more, eating her large amount of food regally with her eyes closed, as if determining whether it satisfied her palate or not.
Wow, she's pretty! I wonder if she has a boyfriend. Wally thought before he noticed the blonde's companion…an Asian redhead who was giving him one hell of a scary glare that would have made the Batman proud, the thought of which was scary enough.
Dude, don't even think about it. She's not yours for the taking. You are dead meat if you even try. The redhead's amber eyes seemed to say to him, causing Wally to gulp and raise his hands in surrender as he had a feeling that the glaring Asian would find a way to beat him black and blue if he did what those eyes accused him of.
Okay dude. I won't do it so don't beat me up. Pretty please with I'm sorry on top? Hoping that the message his green eyes was conveying was enough to pacify the redhead, the speedster let out a sigh of relief when he was given a curt nod by the Asian and ignored him in favor of talking with his blonde companion who had finished eating and now opened her eyes, revealing beautiful green eyes that lit up when replying to the redhead's question.
Man that guy was scary. How did those two got together? With that thought, Wally focused on his place in the line which was still quite long, causing him to groan as his stomach growled. How long is this line going to take? I'm dying here!
Just then, screaming was heard from just outside the restaurant, followed by the booming voice of a creature that Wally knew was one of his mentor's many enemies, Tarpit. His green eyes twitching, he resisted the urge to tear his hair out even as he went out of the line and made his way out of the restaurant to find a place in the mall without cameras, holding his backpack which contained his Kid Flash uniform.
Seeing the people running away from the area of the mall where the molten asphalt creature was made Wally grit his teeth as he hurried to find a secluded place to change into his costume. I just wanted to eat some Chicken Whizees for lunch. Why couldn't this have happened later? You know, when I'm actually ready to fight? Alright Wall-man, I need to make this quick or else I'll be running on fumes if I can't beat him. If that happens I'm screwed and so is everyone in the vicinity.
To think that he would be against one of the Flash's enemies on his first day as a hero, definitely not one he was expecting and he had a feeling that something was about to change. The only question now was whether that change would be good or bad. He was hoping it would be good.
Unknown to the many fleeing people in the mall, two familiar figures remained inside Chicken Whizees, one of them having disabled the cameras by overloading them with prana until they blew out upon hearing the roar.
They were currently preparing themselves for the battle about to come, a battle which would most likely reveal their new identities as heroes in the world. In a flash of light, Arturia had equipped her blue dress and armor, Excalibur shrouded by Invisible Air in her gauntlet-clad hands and putting on a motorcycle helmet from their magic bag that her lover had altered to be more like a streamlined version of a knight's helm at her insistence. Shirou meanwhile, had traced the apparel of his counterpart before modifying it to suit his physique with the use of Alteration, shortening the sleeves to make a hood and tracing the gauntlets of his Mystic Code Armor on his arms. He too had put on an altered motorcycle helmet that was a bit simpler than Arturia's and in his hands were the married swords, Kanshou and Bakuya.
Together they looked like knights of old, Arturia more so than Shirou.
With a nod at each other, they ran out of the fast food restaurant, ready to make their mark in the world.
…As Heroes of Justice.
Author's Notes: Thank you for the support everyone I can't believe how many reviews, favs, and follows this x-over has received so far. Thank you so much!
Next Chapter we'll have Saber, Shirou, and (surprise, surprise) Wally West aka Kid Flash against Tarpit. You'll have to wait because I really want to make it longer than my chapters so far. I mean, I haven't even made a 5k word long chapter yet *mopes at the corner*.
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