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Chapter 3: Things get explosive!
The following day was... intriguing.
After dodging perfectly both my original troubles and my newest issue with Rin Tohsaka, I found newfound solace in the school lessons.
I ignored them, mind you, taking some long-needed rest in the form of naps and opening my eyes just in time to avoid being reprimanded.
It wasn't reflex, I admit, as Assassin had been given the rightful role to watch the teachers and when one of those approached, the Servants would warn me beforehand so I could feint that I was just thinking silently.
A foolproof part most of the times, yet I was surprised to notice that one teacher didn't act upon seeing my act.
Souichirou Kuzuki was... a strict-looking man, very impassive in his lessons and possibly the only reason that made an interesting subject such as World History a nag to listen.
The man glanced my way several times during lesson but never went to approach me.
He might be a Master, Sean. His hand is covered in bandages too..
I hummed in agreement as I could see a man as reserved as Kuzuki-san to be having some inner wish well-hidden from the world.
Lessons ended and to my dismay I ended up being the last one to leave class, a yawn threatening to blow my face with its strength.
As soon as I stepped out of the classroom I felt my sense of Assholery picking a disturbance just around the corner and I deduced only one being capable of causing so much distress in the Asshole side.
I turned to the left, my eyes boringly staring at the pathetic form that was Shinji Matou.
He had his left leg and his right arm bandaged, two clutches hanging from his hands.
"Do you think is funny, filthy Gaijin?!" My smile just widened at the insult, feeling my fury slowly converting in pure vindicative power.
I shrugged. "I mean, you did do stuff to warrant this karma, Shinji."
He almost snarled at my reply, his clutches trembling in the teen's silent anger.
"I know you said something to Sakura, you ordered her to attack me-" "As if I need Sakura to do anything Matou." I said as I kicked cleanly the clutches away, letting the moron fall on the floor.
"You see, Shin-chan." I mused loudly, finding his pained groans entertaining. "I don't need to use minions to hurt you. I will tell you, since I'm honest with this stuff, that Sakura did all of this for herself and only herself." And Shirou, but he doesn't need to know about that.
"I will see you expelled!-" "And I will see you tomorrow, Shin-chan."
As I walked away from the scene, I could have sworn I heard a muffled giggle coming from nearby but I decided to shrug at that fact to continue with my dayplan.
While Assassin's identity eluded me, I was more than happy to patiently wait the puzzle to unfold as the Servant gifted me the best thing in the word.
It was a password for a locker in the Fuyuki Local Bank which contained a key, two rings and six bullets.
Those are mine to use, Master. One of my weapons is limited to an amount of special bullets and those will boost a little our chances.
That's curious... why are those here in Fuyuki?
Assassin paused, his form freezing briefly as he nodded slowly at me.
T-There had been works all around the world and I decided to set an hideout here in the city in case of one of the missions being centered around the War.
...Ok, but what about the rings? Were you married?
I.. was.
Did she died too? I-I know I'm a jerk but I didn't mean to be that kind of jerk-
No need to apologise, Master. The Servant sighed. Between the two of us, I am the only one guilty of having hurt her and led to her early death.
In this brief parenthesis I managed to gain some clues regarding my mysterious Servants from the modern age but I relented with the questioning when he cited having lost someone.
Asking more about that would have made me a fugly hypocrite, something I wish to not be remembered for.
"So this 'Sean Graham' is another Master, Souichirou?" Caster hummed quietly as her hood hid her pensive look.
It seemed that her plan to summon a Servant and cheats the Grail System had been foiled by this summoning in particular.
An Assassin would have been a most useful tool for the Witch of Betrayal, especially to keep her lovely Master away from danger.
It was truly annoying, yet the predicament could be salvaged to the best, especially since this new Servant felt much stronger than many in the War.
Her Master could lure him in the Temple, just like he did with the silly boy that was all strict and suspicious.
She would gain not only a Servant but also a bigger battery to reinforce the Boundary Fields and some new materials to expand her workshop.
Or maybe gain a new, loyal ally to use against Berserker.. Yes, it could work too.
She chuckled at how many opportunities were still open to her and she sighed tiredly.
With a smile, Medea stopped looking at the small crystal ball she had conjured.
It was high time to reward her strong and resourceful Souichiru after all.
Master, I feel massive prana concentration by the Church.
Could it be blondie and the priest-sidekick?
I.. doubt it. It felt too much higher to be just a Servant.
Good, the war had officially started yesterday and there was already a big battle.
Just peachy!
Maybe we could use this opportunity to gather more information regarding our enemies.
It might dangerous and... maybe cool to look? Okay, that seems like a good thing to do before dinner.
The little jogging to the Church lasted around fifteen minutes and when I found myself quite the hiding spot in some bushes, I-
OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT!
I recognised Emiya and Tohsaka behind a blonde swordswoman, in front of them all a humongous monster of muscles and rage that waited patiently to strike down his soon-to-be victims.
As I looked closer I found myself stunned by a smaller figure giggling behind the 'roid-man.
Assassin.. I don't feel it right when I am fighting literally little girls.
The Servant didn't reply, silently watching over the scene as it unfolded.
The swordswoman halted the first attack of the- Wait, is that a Berserker?
Surely. He seems quite... berserk in this moment.
I shot a poisonous glare at the sassy reply, feeling my crown slipping because of this uptight arse.
I returned my eyes to the scene, just in time to see a ball of red and black flying just towards me and- OH FUCK!
Assassin pulled me out of the way, letting the sphere crash harmlessly on the three.
"Gandr. A curse spell that could have killed you, Master."
I blinked back to who could have attempted my assassination and I frowned furiously at the smug-looking Tohsaka, her finger pointing where I stood previously.
"How do I do it? I want to reply with the same kindness."
The Servant silently thought of the implication of doing so but seemed to relent as he explained how to focus prana into the spell.
And as the bigger sphere of darkness rushed even faster than the one Rin had threw first, I was sure I might have put way too much energy in it since my body felt sore.
Sapphire eyes widened in shock as she barely dodged the curse, which landed few metres away and, differently from her Gandr, actually exploded and created a small crater on the ground.
I blinked, a small smile forming in my face as I just learned how to explode things.
I, the Sass King, can blow to smitheerins my fiends of foes and prove righteously how mighty I am!
"It's no use to retreat, Master. Berserker's Master has noticed us."
My hype died at those words, noticing now that Illya was staring at my gloating self, a surprised look plastered in her visage.
Welp, our cover is screwed!
As I walked out of the bushes and towards the battleground between Berserker and the blonde, Illya walked slowly towards me.
"Sean-niichan? What are you doing here?"
I pointed silently at Assassin, the Servant on the verge of facepalming at my lack of finesse.
"Oh? You are a Master too?" I nodded and she groaned sadly. "I truly don't want to fight you, Oniichan. You are actually nice."
I blinked at the genuine motivations of her not barking for her Servant to maul at me.
"I'm sorry for the situation, Illya-chan." I patted her head. "But I actually have a wish."
"Is that so? What is it, what is it?" She tugged at my arm and I sighed but, as I tried to explain it, a certain girl finally unleashed her anger.
"I don't care about it! You fucking moron, you tried to kill me."
I gasped and covered Illya's ears just in time as I expressed disappointment at the newest low of the nagging girl.
"You fricking tsundere, Illya is a child and you should certainly not swear in front of her! Also you attacked me first and I retaliated in the name of self-defence."
"Self-defence my arse! I knew Kotomine was up to something when he told me about you being a Master."
"W-Wait!" The red-haired teen exclaimed in confusion. "Sean is a Master? D-Do we have to attack him?"
The girl turned to look at her ally in shock and I grinned as their united front collapsed.
"Sean-niichan, can you stop it?" I removed my hands from little girl's ears as she sighed in relief. "Also since last time you helped me, I wanted to invite you for dinner.. maybe today?"
I shrugged, a bit surprised at the invite but more than happy to not return to deal with my failing home economy. "Sure."
Assassin seemed to be unsure about all of this but kept quiet, trying to make sense in this new insanity.
Her smile widened and the giant of a Servant disengaged from the fight with the now bloody blond, which was ready to fall unconscious.
The Emiya noticed this and rushed to the woman's side as I let Illya take my hand and led me out of the first conflict of the war, two confused Masters behind us.
"It seems that Graham-kun is in good relations with the Lesser Grail."
Gilgamesh didn't react to this news, his mind taken by something else as Kirei continued to admire amused the whole chaotic scene, the pain that Shirou Emiya felt by seeing his Servant hurted.
"Is there something that troubles you, my liege."
Red eyes burned dangerously at the implication, silencing the priest early on.
The King of Heroes sighed as he dropped his now empty, golden cup, his eyes showing now conflicting thoughts.
"I had planned to at least have that Mongrel not encounter her in such situations but now they are going to be foes in the grand battle. I do find curious that the cur had interwined his fate with that meat doll."
Kirei nodded. "Indeed. For some reasons I find it nostalgic, similar to the previous war yet not."
The King blinked, curiousity dancing in his embers. "Is that so? You want to compare the mongrel to that mutt that was Kiritsugu Emiya, Kirei? Do you wish to attack him? Because I remind you that I consider you less important than him and I will strike you down if you slight me with this."
The Kotomine bowed and closed his eyes. "Accept the apologies of this shameful servant, my liege."
Gilgamesh scoffed and looked away, returning to think how this interesting battle will end. Maybe there was something similar to Kiritsugu within that foolish human but there was also... something else.
Something of old, something unique.
The King shrugged at this, after all he had more than enough time thanks to the War to find more about this little secret of the mongrel.
AN
So I decided to give Sean the canon better version of Gandr, Finn Shot, but he doesn't know it so he will still call it Gandr.
Small changes from the route are:
1. Shirou didn't throw himself into the fight to help Saber;
2. Saber is now heavily wounded;
3. Next chapter there will be a dinner at the Castle with some comic relief given by two maids.
Also yes, the giggling figure finding Shinji flailing on the floor was Rider because of... squealing Shinji.
Lastly, possible second chapter today later on, maybe a third. I felt inspired to write more this fanfic and it's Random day in my schedule so... lemme just add this and.. this.. and..
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