Fate/ Stay Night: Infernus

I don't own FSN or any of its concepts, be they magical or not. I do claim credit for introducing this particular brand of magic to the universe but not for creating it. If you've read my other stories, you know this is gonna be warped and f***** up the wazoo. Enjoy!

A/N: Alright. Before you begin, I must warn you. There are questionable and disturbing topics in this chapter including rape or mentions of it as well as some bad swearing. Aside from that...enjoy!

Chapter 7

Sakura walked to Shirou's room and opened it. As usual, he was standing there just finishing getting dressed. "Good morning sempai. Breakfast is ready" she exclaimed cheerfully and watched him get ready. She was fanatical in her devotion to him. Whatever he asked, she would gladly do.

"Oh, hey Sakura. I feel a little guilty making you do all the work" he exclaimed regretfully. Moments later and Saber appeared behind Sakura, staring at him firmly.

"It's alright. Doesn't bother me a bit" Sakura stated, unaware of Saber behind her.

"Shirou. Are you coming to breakfast this morning?" Saber inquired and felt a moment of satisfaction as Sakura froze. Stepping past Sakura and closing the door, she stared at Shirou. "Shirou. You must promise me that if anything like yesterday ever happens, you will summon me. You cannot afford the risk."

Shirou snorted before nodding reluctantly. "Fine. If I'm ever attacked by another servant, I'll summon you. Now can we get to breakfast?" he inquired. Walking past Saber and opening the door, he sighed. "You should be nicer to Sakura, Saber. I know her magic is twisted but…she's a nice girl. And she's a good friend."

Saber watched him go. "I can't, Shirou. Something about her just…puts me on edge."

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Shirou watched as Saber packed away enough food to feed three people. He didn't bother saying anything to Fujimura. He wanted to see her reaction when she found out that there was no more food. Amused, he ate his own meal that he had guarded zealously.

Saber knew it was wrong to eat so much but…it all tasted so good! Whilst not completely used to Japanese cuisine yet, Sakura was clearly a master of food. Blushing faintly as she realized just how much she ate, she placed her chopsticks together and on top of her bowl. "Thank-you. It was excellent."

Seconds later and Taiga erupted in disbelief, shaking the bowls which had held her favorite food. "No…she ate it all…I need all my energy for dealing with those brats" she whined and slumped down, heavily depressed.

"Is something the matter with Saber?" Sakura asked, almost shattering a molar over how hard her teeth clenched after asking that.

"No…everything's fine. I think she was just up late practicing" he mused. He couldn't remember anything from the night before. Just a vague sense of uneasiness and a dream of when he had been at the hospital.

Saber sighed and recalled what she had seen in the dream. "My Master is a stubborn one. He will not let anything stand in his way" she stated aloud. Drawing her invisible blade and walking outside, she drew willingly on Shirou's magic. Before her shimmered a man in golden armor as the magic she used created a phantasm.

Raising her sword and leaping forward, she brought the blade up in a mean slash with both her hands holding the blade so it pointed down naturally. The golden being leapt back and she sprang forward, intending to gut the foe. Cursing as he once more leapt away, Saber came thundering in once again and tried to pierce the defense.

But the foe's defense was amazing. Each time her blade was swung, a sword would appear in mid-air to block the strike. Though each attack dented the swords, they were replaced instantly by another blade.

Racing at him once more and continuing once he dodged, she slammed into the wall of the house feet first and flipped backward with her sword held parallel to her so she was a spinning wheel of bladed death. Blocked once more, she did however succeed in forcing the golden figure to reveal his sword to block the strike.

Saber knew that she was drawing heavily on Shirou's reserves but for the moment ignored it. She could sense him in the city, his evil touch. She had to be able to take him down or Shirou would die.

"Pathetic, Saber. Or should I call you King Arturia? You're allowing the past to blind you, to weaken you" Gilgamesh sneered. Whilst just a phantasm, it was startling complete and even had the King's smug attitude. "Will you continue to be weak for the burned cripple?"

Glaring at the King of Heroes and charging once more, her form blurred as she sped up beyond mortal comprehension. Slamming her blade into Gilgamesh's sword barrier and cleaving right through it, she pulled back and drove the blade up through Gilgamesh's chin so it erupted from the apex of his skull.

Withdrawing the blade, she nodded. Even though on the "easy" setting with him just defending, he was still tough without Excalibur fully materialized. Carefully gauging Shirou's own reserves, she decided to stop for now. Walking back over to the porch, she sat down on it. What the hell did you do, Kiritsugu?

That issue had been troubling her for awhile now. There was nothing obvious in Shirou's magic that hinted at any kind of external magic. But he had done something. Gazing into the sky after taking a sip of water, she sighed and pondered.

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Shirou frowned as Tosaka pulled him into a classroom. "Someone's got a fetish" he muttered in regards to them being along in a classroom.

Tosaka fumed and twitched as if restraining the urge to strangle him. Just barely restraining anyway. "Emiya…I think we should team up. We don't stand a chance against Berserker alone and it only gets tougher from here on out. And this way we can watch each others backs."

About to deny the request just to irritate her, he paused to consider. She did raise good points. "Why should I ally with you? I could just kill you and have one less obstacle towards the Grail" Shirou stated callously.

Rin winced at that. He raised a good point. "Shirou…if we do that, we could cause a disaster like the last war. My father and yours went against each other in the last war."

Shirou paled at that. She was right. And though it galled him…he had to agree. "Fine." Moments later and he felt the immense magical draw upon his reserves, almost three quarters. Must be Saber he thought and frowned. When she had done so, it had left him almost defenseless.

Rin smiled. "Good. Meet me on the roof during lunch. I may know a way to postpone this barrier."

Moments later and the door slammed open to reveal Issei looking between them as if he had caught them doing something lewd.

"No! I'm too late! She's corrupted you, Emiya!" Issei shouted out with fake tears trickling down his face. Walking up to Emiya, he snapped out a strange talisman and began chanting. "Spirit of devil and flesh of succubus, leave this poor boy free of your pathetic machinations" he chanted.

Rin's eyebrow was twitching rapidly at Issei's words. Am I really that bad? She asked herself.

No, you aren't Archer replied to her mentally. Seeing her smile, he continued. You're far worse.

Rin almost used that last command seal. She even started to surge her magic for it. Glaring lethally where Archer stood, she caught Shirou shaking his head at Issei.

"Issei, stop. A demon of this power cannot be purged by such prayers!" Emiya replied, acting possessed and stumbling around. Stopping, he smiled. "We were…just agreed to a cessation of hostilities is all" he stated and to calm Issei, he shook his head. "You just worry about your own crush on her."

Issei felt his own eye twitching at Shirou's words. "Let's just get to class. And I don't have a crush on her."

The last thing Rin heard was, "Denial just isn't a river in Egypt I see."

That barrier is getting stronger. Archer, have you located the nexus points yet? She asked the invisible servant and got a mental nod. "Good. We'll destroy them after school with Emiya. It will cement the alliance."

Walking out of the room and to her homeroom, she didn't see Sakura watching her with a jealous expression on her face.

What are you doing with Sempai?!

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Shirou stepped out on the roof and took a moment to just gaze out over the city. From this perspective, the beauty belied the war that was raging within its limits. The mysterious gas attacks and everything…clearly Servant's harvesting souls.

Must this city always be the battlefield for the collective greed of Magi? If he was frank with himself and he often was, it would probably be best to just wipe out the entire Magi Council. Wipe them out and keep the Grail for himself. Getting an idea, he smiled. Perfect.

Walking over to Rin, he waited for her to open her eyes.

"About time. With this barrier…nexus points marked by sigils exist around the school. I know where they are. I thought it'd be a good idea to bring you in to build the trust" Rin began and opened her eyes to look at Shirou. She knew the position she was in. It was the 'Come hither and ravish me' position that intoxicated all the boys.

Leg cocked so the skirt rose a bit up her thigh and jumped pulled taut against her developing chest, her head was ducked as if demure and a sly smile on her lips. She had practiced often enough that it was committed to muscle memory.

"Thanks, Rin. I want to rip this barrier apart. Whoever is doing this…I'll make sure they meet Saber's blade" Emiya promised and an aura of darkness sprang up around him. Involving innocents in a war like this was not only wrong but anathema to him.

Seeing Sakura looking for him, he smiled but there was a touch of…force to it. He truly cared for her but…she was inactive. As if she expected him to come to her and confess. She was beautiful and sweet but…if she was with him, he'd drag her down into the horrific business of being a magi and being with him.

He knew he was far from light, far from pure. Oh, he wasn't corrupt but he existed in that grey realm between good and evil. He did what he had to in order to survive, no matter what.

"Alright Tosaka. After school then?" he inquired and got a sharp nod. "Good. See you later" he stated before turning and striding back down the steps. Noticing a new message on the bulletin board, he strode up and read it. "Oh…you've got to be fucking kidding me."

School Dance

October Thirty-First

Arranged around were pictures of lovey-dovey couples. Shirou felt as if there was the massive stone Gibraltar poised above his head. Great. A dance on the most magically significant day of the year sans Beltaine. Just great. And since it's then, I'll have to go to make sure nothing happens.

Seeing Sakura slowly making her way down the hall, he darted out of sight. Cowardly to be sure, but he convinced himself he was doing her a favour.

Ahhh, the power of self-delusion.

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The second the school bell rang, Shirou hurried up to the roof with Tosaka. Apparently the heiress had been busy so far today and had been destroying sigils. Now with the sun waning in the sky, there were only five left and they were in places that she couldn't reach alone.

Namely, the embarrassing places where she wouldn't dare trust Archer.

"Alright Emiya. There are five total. One in a classroom, one on a tree branch, one on a wall and two in the toilets" Rin stated and felt like grinning at Emiya's twisted face. So she did. It split her face like a jack o lantern.

Shuddering at the creepy grin and gesturing, they set to work.

Rin found the Shirou odd. At moments he would stop and grab the wall, face paling before straightening up and continuing. "What's the matter, Shirou?" she inquired. Having her ally getting sick or dying would be MOST inconvenient.

"It's…it's fine. Saber is just doing something. Since she's not dead, it's not an attack" he stated before continuing on.

Thus far, they had taken down the classroom, bathroom and wall ones. Now just the tree branch.

"Emiya, lift me up so I can reach it."

Lifting her up, he winced as his grafts stretched. They were tightening up. Grafts didn't grow as skin normally did and as such, there was always a risk of it tightening up.

Lifting her up, his hands accidentally slipped between the red jumped and her skirt, flush against the skin. However embarrassing, he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling. He hadn't ever touched a female like this and it felt…nice. The smoothness and warmth.

Rin's breath hitched in her throat. As he touched her, magic seemed to electrify his fingers which sent sparks through her. Struggling to focus, she sent magic in a counter-rotating spin and easily disabled the sigil. The sigil revolved slowly so as to continue sending magic out. By sending a burst of counter-rotating magic, it disabled it for a while.

Lowering her, they both had bright red faces. "Um…sorry Tosaka" he mumbled.

"I…It's okay" she murmured with a fiery blush upon her face. Attempting to quell it only brought back what the touch had felt like.

Shirou nodded before withdrawing two cans of drink from his backpack. One was milk tea for Rin and his own…

"Warm cola?! Eugh!" Rin bluntly announced, looking at his bizarre choice of liquids.

Shrugging, Shirou popped the top. "I like to try new things. Apparently some strange person called Yue is marketing it. Made a fortune too" he stated and took a sip before screwing his face up. "You're right. Eugh."

Snickering, Rin continued to sip at her drink with her cheeks still tinged pink. His touch…felt like Archer's she thought and the flushed cheeks returned with a vengeance.

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Bidding goodbye to Rin and returning to the school ground, he gasped as the barrier tugged at his magical circuit and threatened to rip it out. "The hell…was that" he panted out. Staggering towards the source, he frowned. "We forgot to check the archery dojo? My head's getting cloudy"

Entering it and casting about with his eyes, he paled and stumbled back at the sight of the enormous sigil on the wall. Damn…I need Tosaka for this. I might activate it prematurely if I act he thought, frozen. Sensing a servant nearby, he swung around and glared at Rider. Raising his hand, he was a second away from summoning Saber when…

"Go on, summon her Emiya" a cold voice taunted and from the shadows stepped Shinji Matou, a smug grin on his face. "You don't deserve such a powerful Servant. Only I do. Rider here will make do for now" he stated and stepped out of the shadows and stood next to Rider.

Smugly, he reached out and groped Rider, the lust and joy of power evident on his face.

Rider bit her lip to stop from stabbing Shinji through the throat. The little shit had taken liberties with her that no man ever had. But she was bound to him and should she slay him before his command seals vanished then her own soul would be forfeit. One of the nastier clauses of the Grail Wars.

Shirou growled deep in his throat. He was the first to admit he was sexist. He'd let girls get away with tons more stuff than he'd let girls. That said, he could see the distress plain as day in the way Rider held herself, arms angular and blood trickling down her chin from where she bit her lip.

"You miserable excuse for what ran down your whore-mothers leg!" Shirou snarled and leapt forward to attack Shinji. Moments later and he was slammed back by Rider who had ploughed her elbow into his mid-section. In the moment they were close, he heard a whispered, "Sorry."

"Good job, Rider! You are a good servant and even better in bed" Shinji mockingly applauded Rider and walked close to the downed Emiya with a sneer on his face. "You summoned a crap servant. She looks okay but I bet you haven't even touched her yet. You make me sick and shame our gender!" Shinji snapped and ploughed a shoe-clad foot into Emiya's ribs.

Grunting at the impact and glaring up at Shinji, he felt a moments satisfaction as the boy cringed before returning to Rider, the blue-haired boys hands wandering over Rider's body hungrily.

"I'd offer to let you try Rider here but you won't live long enough. I'm going to activate the Blood Fort soon and you won't stop me. If you try…I'll send Rider after Fujimura or Issei" he threatened before turning and walking away. "Oh…and a little advice. There's another Master in Ryudo Temple. Now, come Rider!"

Rider sent an apologetic glance at Shirou before following, her head bowed and purple hair covering her features. My kind should have wiped out humanity an aeon ago!

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Saber could feel her Master was furious. But not with her. As he entered the gate to the complex, she had to restrain a gasp. He looked…glorious. To her spiritual sight, she could see the magic snapping around him like lightning striking the earth, deep furrows ripped up. "Shirou, what happened?" she asked as he walked up to her.

"That bastard Shinji Matou is the one behind the Blood Fort and he's raping Rider!" he growled out.

"Shirou, language!" Saber responded before shuddering at what he said. Rape was often the first tier of power cruel men held over women. The first and worst tier. In war, there had always been the risk she could be captured and…breaking free from the thoughts, she raised her blade. "You cannot stay angry like that, Shirou. We will spar until you work out your anger."

Nodding thankfully to Saber, he immediately went on the offensive. Lunging forward, he instinctively traced an ax with a curved handle that almost reached the bottom of the hilt and threw it at Saber whilst forming a whip of magic and lashing it at the servant. He had stopped seeing Saber and saw Shinji's face.

Ducking the axe and slashing through the whip, she lunged at him and brought her blade down and around to smack into the back of his knee, flat-side first. Watching him spin on one leg and bring another traced ax in toward her face, she shattered it with a blow and slammed the guard of Excalibur into his collarbone, cracking it.

He had entered a dangerous state. When magi entered a state of extreme emotion, their emotion fuelled their magic and magic fuelled their emotion. Eventually it reached a critical point and detonated. The last such blast had devastated an acre of land. And that had been from a low-level mage. Shirou would have wiped out the city.

Of course, the emotion had to be negative. Hence why so many magi were forced to keep control of their emotions.

Groaning as his collarbone cracked, he slammed an elbow into Saber's eye-socket as the warrior looked shock. Going on the offensive and cracking out another whip, he slashed it into the earth around the madly dodging Saber. Throwing a barrage of axes to confuse her, he sent the whip cracking towards Saber and released it.

Cursing and flipping over the barrage, she found her breath coming faster. He was keeping her at range semi-effectively. She could counter but her Master had to work out his aggression. And she was enjoying the first truly dangerous fight she had. Ducking, she watched as an axe sheared a few hairs off her scalp and she winced faintly. That would have hurt!

Shirou swore as Shinji/ Saber kept ducking his strikes. "Why won't you die?!" he screamed before conjuring a coruscating ball of plasmatic energy and threw it as hard as he could at the sneering Shinji.

Saber could feel the power radiating off the ball and knew that even if she split it, the devastation would rip apart the yard and part of the house. Steadying her stance and watching it come closer, she brought her blade roaring up under the ball and turned it at the last second to bat it high into the sky.

Shirou collapsed to his knees as his anger cooled and he got his first true look at what he had done to the yard. The grass had been torn up and stray axes were embedded a few inches into anything weaker than stone. And Saber was panting harshly. "What the hell…" he asked softly, stunned. The utter Armageddon which had befallen the yard horrified him.

Saber strode forward and sheathed her blade before bowing slightly to Shirou. "Do you feel better, Shirou? I had to get you out of that mood before you entered the critical phase" she murmured and kneeled with Shirou, concerned.

Shirou continued to pant harshly. I…did this? He thought weakly. Without a word, he leant forward and embraced Saber, tears coming freely from his clenched shut eyes. "T-thankyou…S-saber…I c-couldn't have stood it i-if I hurt someone" he whispered out, body shuddering.

Saber felt she was seeing the true Shirou for the first time. He was weak almost, seeking to protect people…from himself. Kiritsugu…what the hell did you do to this poor boy?! She demanded. No mage could have done what he did, their circuits simply could not stand the pressure Shirou had been putting on them.

Uncomfortable in the situation, Saber merely smiled to herself. It was…interesting, to see the true Shirou. He may have been weak but…he was human. Just like she had been.

Hiccuping, Shirou tried to re-don the mask but was stopped at the glare from Saber.

"Shirou, if we are to work together, you cannot wear that mask. I have to know what you feel at all times if I am to protect you."

Shirou looked afraid. To ask such a thing was…monumental. Like asking the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse if they could please stop heralding Armageddon. "I…"

"Shirou, you must obey me this one time" she stated forcefully. She honestly didn't know if she could pull Shirou out of another one of those.

Shuddering weakly, Shirou nodded. "O-okay…can we go inside now?" he asked and seemed to deflate and slump forwards.

"Yes we can, Shirou."

A/N: Alrighty! Shirou has cracked. I felt this point was necessary, to show him and not the mask of anger he put up. Shirou is afraid. Also, that battle scene…ordinarily, no magi would be able to do that, not even Shirou. But…Kiritsugu did something that made it possible but only in that state. A magical berserker state if you will. I know I sorta crossed episodes here but…bah!