Welcome back to another Servant. I would first like to thank formerlyaradnomreviwer and Impstar for the advice they gave me. You guys are great, thank you also to Impstar, Winter's Reposte from the last chapter is indeed judgment snowstorm. He calls out "Winter's Reposte" when performing the attack at some points, (if the wiki and my game are to be believed.) Anyway, show time!

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Connecting Ribbons

Dan Blackmore watched the seal carefully as it glowed with power. Her majesty, the Queen had given him, a simple sniper with a tremendous duty: to gain the Holy Grail for England. He ran an aged hand through his grey hair as he sighed. He didn't know why exactly he was chosen to compete in the 4th Heaven's Feel, he was old and his knowledge of magic wasn't that great. Perhaps it was his loyalty to the Queen and his country was what chose him for this battle.

"To fight for the Queen, it is indeed an honor... If only you could see this, Anne." With one final burst of magic, the seal exploded into light causing the elderly man to close his eyes. As he opened them, he blinked before blinking again as he took in his Servant.

The Servant was a young girl around the age of 14 to 15 and had Blonde hair that curled into twin corkscrews pigtails, two golden flower hair clips holding them up at either side of her head. A black beret adorned with a white feather with a larger flower hair clip, this one with a jewel in the middle, sat in position on top. The left over magic played with the feather as it moved slightly in place. A short sleeve, white collared shirt with a ribbon of a fine yellow was connected to a dark brown corset that went above a lighter brown skirt. Her arms were covered by white, detached sleeves that ended in fingerless gloves the same colour as the corset. Black stockings covered her legs before they went into black and mustard yellow boots. But it was her eyes that caught the aged sniper's attention.

Her golden eyes. They had seen many things, gone through many battles and had lost friends and family one after another, yet they kept going. They were the same sort of eyes that Dan saw everyday in the mirror.

"I ask of you," the girl spoke, a kind voice that lacked the sorrow her eyes had hidden. "Are you my master?"

"That I am." Dan answered, "I do not wish to seem rude. But aren't you a little young to be fighting?" The girl smiled in response to his question. She was not exactly what he was expecting as a hero, she understood that. She was surprised she counted as a hero herself if she was being honest. She knew it was an honor to be considered a heroic spirit but... What had she done to be considered one?

'My sense of justice, is that why I was summoned?' "I am the Archer of this war and I declare you my Master," the Servant of the bow curtsied to her summoner as he clapped lightly in response, impressed with her manners and that she didn't seem upset by his question. "I may appear to be young, but I promise you, Master. I will fight with the justice and honor I had in my time."

"Justice and honor? Then we may get along just fine, young lady." Dan spoke with a proud smile on his face. A girl who understood honor that was a rare sight these days. He was getting more and more impressed with her demeanor and deep down he was glad that he didn't have a Servant that would question what he desired since his days on the battlefield.

"I'm sure we will. By the way, how about I make us some tea and we can continue our talk?" And a love of tea herself. Yes she was already a great Servant.

-Line Break-

"So, explain this to me again?" The two where seated at a small table at Dan's base of operations. Tea, cakes and scones were set up as the two had their meeting on strategy and history. It was going well, until Archer's past was bought up.

"It's odd, but I feel that my past goes four... No six ways. I don't think I understand how that could be." She said as she took a slice of her charlotte cake and placed a bit on a spoon. "Actually that may be wrong... It feels nearly... Endless. I don't like it. I don't like that I have all of these memories that don't fit and yet they do."

"Perhaps I made a mistake in the summoning ritual... Or your legend has so many versions of it, the Grail took them all and forced it into you." Dan hypothesized. This girl was young enough to be his granddaughter and to see her like this broke his heart a little. "Will you be ok with knowing that I might up of made a mistake in summoning you?"

"I'll be ok, I know it's not your fault I'm like this." Archer insisted, yet he could see in her eyes that she wouldn't be. The sorrow that was hiding earlier increased and was nearly covering her entire eyes. The man sighed as he stood up, his old body protesting slightly as he walked to the cake-eating girl. She watched wide eyed as he patted her on the head.

"It's not alright and I promise you, as your Master, I will help you figure this out." Tears began to well up in her eyes as she took in her master's words. Loneliness, that had been her one true companion in all of the memories she had. Perhaps now, she wouldn't be alone any more.

"Thank you, thank you so much." She wept into his chest, his arms coming around her into a hug.

"It's alright. If my wife were still here she would tell you the same thing. Now please dry your tears. As your master I will make sure that whatever happened to you does not happen again." The smile that was on his face was contagious to the young girl. For as long as she stayed for this war she would fight for her Master and hopefully he would become someone truly important to her, if her memories were correct, in her despair ridden life.

"Of course Master, though I think you should finish your tea. We wouldn't want it getting cold would we?" He chuckled in response as he walked back to his side to finish his beverage. This proved a small point to her, this man was trustworthy and one she could trust. No one could take the place of her father, she just couldn't do that. But, this man, Dan Blackmore, could be a grandfather to her. Hopefully that would come true for her.

-Line Break-

"Are you sure you wish for this?" Diarmuid asked as he twirled his wrapped up spears. "I do not exactly wish to harm a young girl." It was not just reluctance that caused this to the Servant of the spear. According to his master, the Queen of England had sent out the man and his Servant to gain the Grail for all of Great Britain and it's people. His master could not accept that someone that lacked his knowledge of magic to be sent for the grail and demanded that he take them out. The goal was a noble one in the spearman's eyes but this was his chance to obey his lord with honor and one thing he truly desired. He had asked his master earlier to allow him to face this battle with no limits; the arrogant man agreed figuring the cursed beauty mark would end this quickly. However the girl showed no sign of being infatuated by him and if she was then she hid it well.

"It is fine Lancer," The opposing Master had spoken. "Archer, show this man and the coward of his master on how we fight."

"Of course. Lancer, I wish you a good fight." With that, she curtsied as two muskets fell from her skirt to the ground. He bowed in response to the young lady as he spun his spears around once more as his opponent aimed one of the muskets at him.

Deflecting the first shot sent at him, Lancer charged towards the young girl. Deciding it was best to keep her in range was the best strategy, he swung his longer spear towards her head causing her to lean back. Throwing the empty musket to the ground, Archer leapt back as she aimed towards the ground, firing towards it. Lancer raised an eyebrow, confusion in his eyes. That vanished as his left arm was pulled back. Taking his eyes off his opponent, he watched as the discarded musket changed into yellow ribbons that his arm was connected to.

"I apologize." Turning his head once more, he watched as his opponent summoned another musket to her hands. "I feel you were expecting a more fair fight, but my skills aren't very suited for that."

"It's fine." As the ground summoned another ribbon that grabbed his right leg. "I would prefer you to fight with all of your skills then too hold back. Like I shall right now. Gáe Dearg." The cloth surrounding the red spear vanished before he sliced away at the ribbons binding him. Archer watched as they dispelled to her surprise. In all of her experience as a magical girl, no one had been able to dispel her main source of attack, the fact that someone could, excited her.

"I see, then allow me to stop holding back as well." Archer smiled towards the man before she leapt into the air. She threw her musket to the air before she swung her hands outwards. Catching her weapon, she took aim towards her opponent as many identical muskets floated alongside her. Catching onto his opponent's plan, Lancer dropped his other spear, before spinning Gáe Dearg in front of him. The sound of gun fire filled the air as thirty or so musket bullets flew towards the defending Servant. Several bullets crashed into the ground while any that flew towards Diarmuid were nullified. As the onslaught of bullets stopped, Lancer charged forward, his spear just missing the girl's head by inches as she fell to the ground. Ribbons grew from where the bullets landed as they flew towards their opponent.

Diarmuid dodged to the left as the ribbons entangled the area around their creator as she jumped on to them and ran forward, two muskets in hand. Leaping on to the ribbons, Lancer blocked a blow from a musket before running towards his foe as she leapt to another ribbon. The two began to jump from ribbon to ribbon, their attacks missing or being nullified within seconds of being used. The masters, one out in the open, the other in the shadows watched enthralled with the fight the two were putting on. However that was not to last.

A stray shot to the ground changed into a ribbon as Lancer jumped towards his foe once more. It grabbed his legs, causing him to drop his spear as it sliced off a bit of hair off Archer's head. "It seems I have won Lancer." The young lady spoke as she walked towards her opponent so they were eye level.

"I thank you for a good fight Archer. I am Diarmuid Ua Dubihne, may I ask the name of the one who bested me?" Archer turned to her master who smiled and nodded in response to the question.

"My name is Mami Tomoe and I thank you as well Sir Diarmuid." Giving a curtsy towards the man who was trapped in her ribbons, she smiled as she decided to end this battle with her most loved technique. Jumping away from the man, Mami focused her Prana as the ribbons that made up the weapon expanded to become a large handheld cannon of a gun. She winked towards at the man as she took aim. "Tiro Finale!" A bullet of enormous size was sent towards the Lancer who smiled as the attack defeated him. As Mami fell to the ground, in her hands was a cup of tea. Taking a sip, she lifted it towards where her opponent was defeated. "To you Sir Diarmuid Ua Dubihne, may the next time we meet we fight as allies."

"To the next time, my dear." Dan said as he walked to his young Servant. "He would be proud like I am that you would honor him even though you defeated him."

"The man was a true believer in honor, I could feel that in his attacks. I can only hope the other Servants are similar to him." Taking another sip of her tea, the young magical girl watched the night sky with her master. The two knew that their opponent's master had snuck off, perhaps annoyed that his Servant had lost to a child. But that did not matter right now. What mattered most was taking a break from a long battle with some tea, a beautiful scenery and one of the greatest gifts on the planet.

A friend who one could trust with their life.

-End-

Archer Mami. This is one I wanted to write from the very start, as I am indeed a Mami fan. Yes, that is Dan Blackmore from Extra. I don't think I have seen any of the characters from Extra as Masters before... Odd. I knew I wanted Mami to have a strong bond with her Master so I thought why not Dan? The guy was honourable and a better partner for our Magical Girl then the Tohsaka's. (Rin is debatable on that.) The fight with Lancer, I now someone might say her ribbons could get him straight away but, I feel that is only if she wanted to end it right away. An honourable match, I felt she wouldn't try to catch him until the end. I didn't show the effects of the charm as I was worried, A) it would ruin the character and B) I didn't think I could do a good job at showing it to be believable. If there are any more questions I will address them. Thank you for reading and please review.

Stats time:

Mami Tomoe (Archer) (Madoka Magica)

Titles: Magical Girl, Mahou Shoujo

Sex: Female

Height/Weight: 156-159 cm/ unknown

Alignment: Lawful Good

Strength: D

Mana: A

Endurance: D

Luck: E

Agility: C

Noble Phantasms: A

Class skills:

Independent Action: B

Independent Action is the ability to remain independent even when rejecting the prana supply from the Master. At the higher ranks, it is also possible to remain for extended periods of time in this world without an established contract. It is both useful and troublesome depending on the disposition of the Servant and the rank of Independent Action. Acting in autonomy from the Master's prana supply, the Master can concentrate their own prana on large spells, or the Servant will be fine even in the case they can not supply prana due to injury. The downside is that they can be harder to control and keep by their side, making the only true way to command them by utilizing Command Spells.

During life, Archer could survive a long time before having to recharge her Soul gem (the source if her magic). It is unknown how long she could last for, however.

Magic resistance: B

Magic Resistance grants protection against magical effects. Differently from the Resistance effect that merely rejects prana, this ability cancels the spells altogether. Important to note that the term "verse" seen below refers to a set of three lines. Thus, a chant of two verses is equivalent to a Six-Line incantation.

Archer was known as a magical girl in life and had a wide range of knowledge of what magic could do. She has faced a lot of magic users and monsters that use magical based attacks and knows how to defend herself from such spells.

Personal Skills:

Eye of the Mind (True): B

Eye of the Mind (True) is a heightened capacity for observation, refined through experience.

Archer had a years worth of experience in the art of being a magical girl and wrote down journals of her experiences to look back on. However she can still be surprised by the unexpected.

Eternal Arms Mastership: C

Eternal Arms Mastership prevents degradation of fighting skills when under the effect of mental hindrance.

Archer was a masterful markswomen with her weapon of choice and a powerful magical girl. With this level of skill and knowledge of her weapon and magic, even if her mind breaks her she can still access most parts of her skills.

Guardian Knight: C

Guardian Knight temporarily raises defensive power when protecting others.

When Archer found someone she could protect and would become her true friend there is nothing she cannot do. However, this can lead to recklessness on her own life and lead to defeat.

Noble Phantasms:

Credens Justitiam "To Connect to Life": A

Grants Archer her full power and her true magic. Control over ribbons, which can bind, create and kill. The possibilities are endless with such magic. The only known limits are her magic and her imagination.

Tiro Finale "The Final Attack of a Magical Girl": B

Using Credens Justitiam "To Connect to Life", Archer can perform her most loved technique. Tiro Finale can appear in different forms depending on what Archer needs at that time. For example, a large cannon, a smaller one using a matchlock mechanism or a stationary cannon. Like Credens Justitiam, the forms the attack are only limited by her magic and imagination.