Chapter 3: Saber
Soron was feeling stinging sensations all over his body for a few hours. He was so out of it he could barely hear the voices that were talking but the words were muffled out. He was able to determine that the voices were feminine, but he couldn't discern who it was. If he was able to think he would've recognized the voices and figured out that his tormentors are Sam and Sally. Unfortunately, in the state he's in being able to think is as impossible as it is to breath in space. Suddenly his tormentors stopped which gave Soron some relief, and enabled him to regain his senses and feeling as well as the ability to think.
"I suggest you move away from the man ladies. I don't want to have to turn you into bloody vegetables." said a familiar voice somewhere in front of him.
"He's ours to do with as we please. What do you care what we do?" demanded a voice that Soron instantly recognized as Sam causing him to get angry.
"I care because that sorry excuse of a man summoned me. I'm here to help him win the bloody Grail War even though I honestly could care less about doing so. As such, I will do everything in my power to save that wanker." responded Caster with a hint of annoyance.
"Wait. He's a master?" spoke up Sally for the first time that day.
"Aye lass. That he is. Now the both of you dominatrix teens need to release him, get dressed, and swear to never do such a horrid act like this again. Wait a minute. How do you know of the Holy Grail war? The Americans have never been involved before so logically speaking you shouldn't know of it." responded Caster while he narrowed his eyes.
"My name is Sally Emiya. 100 years ago I had two family members who fought in the war. One was Kiritsugu Emiya and the other was Shirou Emiya." replied Sally with a smile in her tone which indicated that she relished the thought that she could surprise a heroic servant.
Soron waited patiently till the sounds of the cuffs holding him being unlocked and the feeling of the strange gag leaving his mouth for him to speak up.
"What the heck is the Holy Grail War?" asked Soron as he massaged feeling back into his mouth and removed the blindfold.
Once Soron had removed the blindfold he realized he was not wearing anything so he quickly hid behind the strange bed with cuffs sewn into the mattress while he put his clothes on.
"I see I have a lot to teach you." said Caster with a groan before putting another cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.
Meanwhile, Sally and Sam were heading back to the apartment but only one of them was complaining.
"Why'd that strange british man have to ruin our fun?" complained Sam as she kicked a piece of broken cement immediately sending it flying across the street before she and Sally walked across alongside the mob of people with them.
"Yoo hoo. Sally. Sally?" said Sam when Sally didn't respond.
A few minutes later Sam just gave up on complaining and walked home in silence alongside Sally who was contemplating what Caster said back at that abandoned warehouse that she and Sam retrofitted as their private personal BDSM playroom. Once they arrived Sam immediately went to her room, but Sally noticed that a package in her mailbox had her name on it. She immediately grabbed it and headed to her apartment to see what was inside. Once she had she gasped when she recognized the object inside. The object was a golden lion's head that looked as if it has aged thousands of years which it had.
"I know that piece… That's a relic from a world where animals talked. That piece belonged to High King Peter the Magnificent's sword…" whispered Sally as she cradled it in her two hands as if it was a small baby bird.
She quickly looked up everything she needed to know concerning the Holy Grail War and immediately found the summoning incantation. Once she had everything she needed she headed out as quietly as she could and accidentally bumped into Soron once she reached the front door.
"Whoops, sorr-" started Soron before he recognized Sally and glared at her before stomping up the stairs.
Sally looked up after him with a guilty and sad expression before continuing her way to a certain area she had found for specifically summoning a heroic spirit since she intended to win the war. Once she arrived at an abandoned office building she drew the circle before placing the small golden lion's head in the center and stood back before holding her hands up to prepare the chant.
"Heed my words, My will creates your body,
And your sword creates my destiny. If you heed the Grail's call,
And obey my will and reason, Then answer my summoning!
I hereby swear, That I shall be all the good in the world,
That I shall defeat . . . all evil in the world!
Then let thine eyes be clouded, With the fog of turmoil and chaos,
Thou, who art trapped in a cage of madness, And I, the summoner, who holds thy chains!
Seventh heaven clad, And the great words of power,
Come forth from the circle of bindings, Guardian of Scales!" said Sally before a searing pain that made her grit her teeth and a blinding white light flashed causing her to cover her eyes.
When the light show ended Sally stared in awe as a man in armor took off his helmet and asked, "Who are you m'lady?"
Sally only stared with wide eyes at the knight who had blonde hair and a bit of a college student youth look to him, but his eyes indicated so much loss and experience. In fact his eyes looked as if they were a hundred years old which was impossible because of his youth.
"You're younger and smaller than I thought." said Sally while she collected herself and narrowed his eyes at him.
"That is what happens when you travel from Narnia to our world. You go back to the age you entered Narnia." informed the knight kindly before he knelt down and said, "You may call me Saber and I am at your service."
Back at the apartment Soron was fuming with rage so he immediately punched a wall intending to put a hole the size of his fist in it. Suddenly, the whole wall exploded sending plaster and wood everywhere. He stumbled back in shock before he turned around to Caster who was chuckling in amusement.
"What?" demanded Soron with an angry tone as he looked over his hand which looked normal.
"You have strong magic mate. However, you haven't learned how to use it properly so your magical energy has to be exerted through other means. For example, destroying a wall with a punch that normally would only leave a fist sized hole." said Caster as he tossed his used cigarette on the ground but before it could land it vanished into thin air.
"Wait what? Magic? I don't have any magic. America is unable to use it because so many are skeptics and fear magic here." said Soron with confusion.
"Not if your belief is strong, and not if you don't fear it. Of course if you don't have any natural affinity for magic you have to use symbols or relics to do your magic for you. Just like me. You however are not like me. You're kind, people like you, and you have a magical aura surrounding you and every time you use your magical energy it grows stronger as well as dilutes so you won't explode and you don't want that to happen. Believe me. It's horrible to witness." said Caster as he sat down on the comfy chair and pulled a beer out of the air itself.
"None of my family members ever had magic though, and doesn't magic come from families itself?" said Soron with confusion as he stared at Caster without moving.
"Aye. That it does. Tell me something. Were you adopted?" said Caster before he took a swig of beer.
Soron was quiet for a few minutes before he said, "That's personal."
"I'll take that as a yes." said Caster before he took another swig of the beer and turned on the tv.
"So if I have magic how do I use it?" asked Soron with his confusion gone and replaced with excitement.
"I suppose I can teach you, but there isn't much I can do. You'd have to figure out the rest on your own." said Caster as he flipped through some channels and took another swig of his beer.
"Then teach me all you can, and please explain to me what this Holy Grail War thing is about then." said Soron decisively before he went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator with a napkin and grabbed some Coca-Cola.
"Very well then mate. I'll do what I can here and now, and while you're practicing I'll be explaining everything there is to know about the Holy Grail War. You may as well put that back, because you're going to be needing both hands free for this." said Caster as he turned the tv off and downed the rest of his beer in one gulp before dropping that into the nothingness his cigarettes and empty beer bottles go to.
Meanwhile, in bristol Arthur was waiting impatiently for the man to explain himself but all he did was sit around and stare at Arthur.
"I'm waiting for an explanation. What is this Dark One you speak of?" said Arthur as calmly as he could but the man still didn't answer for a few seconds.
"Fine if you truly want to know, then here you go." said the Dark One before he stood up and walked towards Arthur who bravely stood by till suddenly he collapsed when the Dark One placed his hand on his head and sent him images of horrible things and people that didn't look human at all.
"That is what I speak of. I have done horrible things in the past and I will continue unless you grant my wish." said the Dark One before sitting back down in his chair and summoning some more alcohol.
"You're a monster, and I hope someone kills you before I get the grail." snarled Arthur in fear and hatred towards the Dark One.
"If they do kill me then they'll become the Dark One. That is the way of things." said the Dark One with obvious regret in his tone.
That's it for this chapter. I wonder which version of Archer I should have fight Saber? Should it be Malcolm Merlyn who is an expert with the sword or the Green Arrow/ Oliver Queen who defeated Ra's Al Ghul and Malcolm Merlyn? Let me know. I think i'll show Assassin in the next chapter.. I don't think we'll have a Berserker in this storyline. Still unsure who to have for Rider though. Same goes for Lancer.