Okay so I've been pretty swamped with work this month trying to gain some extra cash to go to college, but that will not deter me from keeping up with my two week schedule. However, this chapter proved to be a lot more difficult to write, and despite reading through it countless times I didn't know what I could do to improve it. This is why I'm still looking for a beta reader, not only do I want somebody to help check my grammar, but also shoot around ideas for how I can get scenes to flow better.

As always please review and comment, and most importantly enjoy!

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Chapter 8

Drake's POV

The burning light engulfed the entire building, it's blinding rays spreading quickly. As it grew in size, it shined brighter and brighter covering the entire area in an ominous white light. Even with my eyelids shut I could feel the intensity of the rays burning my retinas. I wanted to scream out in pain, but just as quickly as the light appeared it vanished taking with it all the harm it brought. However, just as I peel my eyelids open I was met with another intense, albeit briefer, flash of light, as a sharp ring filled the air. Saber's sword was mere inches from my eyes, and was twisted in such a way that I was staring at the broad side.

"Is it not enough that you have risked the lives of the local civilians, but your first attack is on my Master? You do nothing but prove the cowardice of your class Archer"

On my Master?, It doesn't take me long to realize that the long sword was positioned in such a way to block a projectile, He's going after me! I have no time to worry about this haunting news for with inhuman speed my Servants brings up her weapon and I see two quick flashes of light appear in succession, the first aimed at Saber's chest and the nexts my head. In an instance my eyes lock onto the building my attacker had presented himself on, but he proves to no longer be there.

He's left that area ever since his initial attack Master. He moves buildings after each arrow, Saber's eyes have continually scanned the battlefield while I was blinded and confused, as two more sparks of lights are produced by the impact of the two weapons I follow the knight's eyes as she turns her head in the direction the projectiles came. I can only catch a glimpse but I spot a the enemy Servant as he vanishes from another building. He has cut the distance between us down with each shot, and while he is still far away I can see a glimpse of what appears to be some form of leather and bronze armor atop a man with olive colored skin. Before I can make out more details three more sparks appear mere feet from my body, all these shots were targeted for me.

"Coward is such an ugly word wielder of the blade, and one that should not be used in the presence of a man such as myself", the voice is quickly lost to the wind, and appears to be coming from multiple directions at once as sparks once appear to fly forth around me, "I risked no one lives but those who have already sealed their fate". With an almost animalistic nature Saber growls in disapproval as she is forced to stay on the defensive and block more and more of Archer's arrows. They appear to be increasing in number, and while Saber is still able to block them with ease, I can sense that she finds there is more to his attack then he's letting on. I feel helpless as I am forced to let Saber fight this man alone, while also carrying the burden of protecting me.

Where the hell is he?, I think as Saber begins circling around me. The arrows are now coming towards us from all direction at incredible speed, the gap between each arrow is shortening not that it really matter where he is... wait!

Please refrain from any unnecessary thoughts Master, I must remain focus on protecting you, in my sudden realization of what Archer was doing I accidentally let my thought travel through our mental connection

Saber he's getting closer!, with a quick tug I'm suddenly thrown side ways as a hissing noise travels right next to my ear.

I'm well aware of that Master, the knight responds with slight annoyance while releasing her grip from my arm and deflecting more oncoming projectile

I mean he's getting close enough, I feel Saber's brief confusion but continue anyway, Were on the outskirts of the city, and wide open for attacks. Since he uses a bow he is able to position himself, just close enough to avoid the range of your sword, but also fire upon us with maximum efficiency. Saber does not respond, and for a moment I find my entire thought process may have been stupid, after all Saber is far more knowledgeable when in come to combat then me. Unexpectedly though a sudden wave of pride flows through Saber,

Very well done Drake! In my distraction to locate Archer's nexts position to attack, you have deduced his strategy, there is no time for me to blush at the compliment as in a matter of seconds I am lifted over my servants shoulder and she dashes towards the city,

Saber what are you doing?!, I asked panic as Saber turns her body mid sprint to cut down an incoming arrow,

Finding a more favorable battleground, she almost sounds amused at my sudden shock at being accelerated to super human speed, of course this attitude is more calming than the anger she felt when having to stay in one spot, allowing Archer to do as he pleased. With each sharp turn the arrows following us shorten and for the moment we are soon met with none at all,

But what about the people in the city?, with a sudden decrease in velocity Saber had come to a complete stop. I look around nervously for any sign of are attacker, and while I do not spot him just yet I notice an unusual silence on the street we are on, Saber?

Do not worry Drake this location is only temporary, I've chosen a street with the fewest in habitants that will allow us to transition to an environment where we hold the advantage.

That's all well and good Saber but this streets not gonna stay vacant-, imbedding her sword straight into the ground the knight interrupts me by using her sword to cut clean through a manhole. My nostrils are suddenly assaulted by a putrid odor, Saber you can't be serious? The servant gives no reply as I am suddenly picked up bridal style and she jumps down into the sewers. I look at her ready to complain, but from the corner of my eye I see a flash of light travel past were we just stood.

In battle you must never question your superior Drake, Saber's metal boots make contact with the "Water" below and I can only find myself nodding.

She's like an entirely different person now, the blonde knight continue dragging me into the sewer but only roughly one-hundred feet from where we entered, Why are we here?

Look around Master, you said yourself that environments were a key factor when fighting an opponent such as Archer. I merely followed that advice to find a place that will give me the opportunity to use my close quarter combat ability to it's full use.

I guess I did say something like that, looking around I can't help but admire the tactical genius of this simple location, even if the smell was horrid. There was only one way for Archer to enter and standing between the manhole opening and me was Saber. If the man was to come after us Saber could easily block any arrows coming our way, and not have to worry about Archer flanking us. I guess the only thing now was to wait and see what his next move is, Do you thin-, my questions is answer before I am able to finish as a silent splash of water signals the entrance of another being into our unkept battle field.

"And you have the audacity to call me the coward after running away like a frighten bitch", the man is illuminated by the only light down here, and he makes no move to leave the sun's ray. With him only a few meters away I am know able to see the man in great detail. Despite how weird this is to think, the first thing I couldn't help but realize was how handsome the man before me was. His olive skin was the definition of perfection with no blemishes or scars insight. The hair atop his head was blackened and curled untouched around his head stopping above the eyebrows. Wearing what looked like a mixture of bronze and leather armor his outfit seemed quite tamed given his eccentric presence gave off, the only notable feature being a rising sun on his chest plate.

"I am not the man who initiated combat with a surprise attack with civilians in the area", Saber shot back, the grip on her sword tightening as she positioned herself in an attack stance.

"So would you rather have us scurry around in the filth like rodents", Archer shakes his head disappointed, "Very well if that is what you wish", the bowman's weapons materialize in his hands, and he pulls back the string an arrow magically notching itself in place, "Then I shall grant you your wish". Saber waste absolutely no time initiating her own attack, the second he knocked his bow the knight sprinted towards him, hoping to fight the Archer in her area of expertise. But halfway to her target, Archer released his arrow and Saber had to swing her own weapon up to deflect it. A sharp noise echoes off the sewers walls and for a moment there was silence, until the initial sound was joined by hundreds of more. Archer fire rate was highly impressive, and while Saber was making progress towards the man, his rapid burgage had slowed her advance to a mere crawl. I, myself, found myself unable to take my eyes of the incredible display of Saber's rapid movements with her sword, despite the intense pain I felt inside my eyes as sparks flew from every time the two metals collide. I could feel the power coming off each arrow as it was shattered against Saber's sword causing water rippled away from the impact area. Even with all this action going on I couldn't help but notice Archer's position. Were as he moved spots after each shot in his initial attack, now he remained under the lone beam of sun as if his feet were rooted into the cementant.

Maybe this was the right area after all, as if wanting to prove me right away, Saber had managed to close the distance between her and Archer. With her long sword mere feet from his location I saw a waver in the man's confident grin. This filled me with great confusion though, why doesn't he just move? He's already proven how quick he is. Not even bothering to respond I see Saber bring up her sword, ready to confront the archer in close quarter combat, refusing to move, the curly haired man brings up his bow in defense, a scowl plastered all over his face. Even knowing that boths these weapons posses magical property I couldn't even begin to understand, I couldn't help but doubt that Archer's wooden bow would hold up to Saber's iron blade. Picture of Archer's weapon shattering as the long sword sliced through his shoulder already filled my mind, and despite my conscious telling me other wise, it was a welcomed imagine. However, just before the to tools of destruction made contact, a new imagined emerged from the manhole above. Shooting down at breathtaking speed I was able to make out what appeared to be a glowing blue bird. It was no bigger than a robin, and it's sudden appearance confused me to know end. But before my mind could even begin to process what it was doing here, the bird made its way between the wood and iron and began blinking in it's neon blue color rapidly. Neither Servant seem to notice the birds introduction, until in a blinding flash of blue fire enveloping them both.

"SABER", I screamed as my servant jump back from the flames. She appeared unharmed from the fire evident by her frustrated frown,

"I am fine Master. That attack was far to weak to have been used by a Servant"

To weak? I thought as the blue flames began diminishing and the leftover smoke traveled up into the streets above.

"Must you be the most disrespectful and idiotic Servant on the planet Archer, "As the smoke cleared I was able to see two figures appear in Archer's previous spot. One was the bowman himself, but the other was a far shorter human. Appearing no taller than five four, the kid before me clearly did not want to be ankle deep in sewer water, "You know what don't bother answer that, I'm sure your response will be just as stupid as your decision to follow these buggers into the bloody sewer", the boy's voice escalated in volume greater as the seconds past. His Servant did not appear to be getting the message and gave off a puff of disprovement. Saber's confusion of this man's sudden introductions only appeared to last a millisecond as she lifted her sword towards him,

"State your name Master of Archer, I would like to know who it was that initiated this foolish conflict", as if realizing our presence for the first time, the small boy locked eyes with Saber and one of his one of his eyebrows raised in interest. When he gaze finally found me however, he took one look and scowled disapproval,

"I'm sorry Saber, but I do not speak to commoners", he began in a voice sounding anything but apologetic, "If you must know though, Archer here is the one who decided to attack you. Despite my direct order not to", I couldn't be sure but I'm pretty sure Archer rolled his eyes in response, " Now run along and play with the rats peasants, my Servant and I have much more important matters to attend to", Saber, not liking the reply she received, dashed forward Sword raised.

"This is not over Archer", she demanded, but just like before Archer knocked an arrow that blinded the entire underground tunnel in a harsh bright light. Within seconds I heard the familiar ding of Saber blocking the projectile, and by the time I felt comfortable enough to open my eyes i was met with the sight of Saber looking angrily up towards the street, with no other human beings or Servants in sight. Dusting myself, I remained far back from where Archer once stood. I remained frozen in that spot for a couple seconds before I heard the light splashes of water appear directly behind me. Turning around, I was met with the sight of nothingness, but with a slight tilt of my head downwards I saw the source of the noise. It was a small mouse swimming towards me in the disquieting water. Something was off about this rodent however, it wasn't the normal color of a mouse, in fact in looked kinda blue. Almost the same shade as the bird that… blew up. As if reacting to my thoughts the mouse began to blink in its slight neon color.

"SABER", the servant looked back confused before her eyes met the small animal, and a realization appeared all over her face. She turned to face me, but even with her superhuman abilities I didn't think she could reach me on time. Waiting for the creature to erupt into flames my eyes were met with another glowing color, this one a small green streak flying rapidly through the darkness. And instead on my squeal of agony the mouse gave one of his own as the green projectile boarded it's way into his flesh, causing the blue light to disappear,

"SIR GRIFFIN",

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Third POV

Ceinwyn did not like the stares she was receiving from the citizens of London. They were filled with confusion, shock, and terror. But even still she did not let the thoughts of these commoner deter her from her missions,

I will find you Sir Griffin, this had been the only thought on the maids mind for the past thirty minutes as she searched tirelessly for Drake and Saber. Going off the impression that they might still be trying to find clothes, the maid entered many different stores, a lot of which escorted her right back out after getting one good look at her ripped and dirty attire. One store employee even stated that bums weren't allowed inside and demanded she leave. None of this seem to bother Ceinwyn though, and she kept up her search.

Looking up towards the sky, the young maid could tell that there were only a few precious hours of daylight left, and once darkness came the danger of the war would increase dramatically. This only increased the poor girl's concern as she began sprinting few the streets. Shoving her way through everybody, earning even more disturbed stares as a few people realized that her clothes were covered in blood not dirt. The strawberry blonde was about to start yelling for her master, even though she knew it risked attracting unnecessary attention to her location, but of course her attire had already confirmed that. Mid stride Ceinwyn all of a sudden came to complete stop as a firmed hand griped her shoulded. Her immediate responses was to try to wiggle out, but it proved ineffective. Turning to meet the man who halted her search and rescue mission, Ceinwyn was met with the sight of a police officer,

"I got her", the man spoke into his radio, before smiling at Ceinwyn with pity and reassurance, " You're really quite quick on your feet young lady, but don't worry I'm only here to help". As if not hearing the man at all the maid continued struggling against his grip. This resulted in a small crowd forming around the two as people were shocked to see a policemen subduing a girl in a maids uniform covered in blood. Judging by each of the pedestrians reacting it was not a common sight. The officer, becoming increasingly uncomfortable by the situations he found himself in, tried to to address the crowd, "Everything is all right people. I just need to bring her into the station to make sure she's okay"

"Holy shit is that the girl dressed as a maid running through the city!"

"I thought people were making her up"

"Is that blood all over her shoulder", much to the officers misfortunate the crowd began pulling out there phone to take pictures. He tried to gesture to everyone that they had to put down their camera, but halfway through he felt a sharp pain in his groan. Ceinwyn, growing tired of this man delaying her investigation to find Drake, decided to take matters into her own hands… or feet. Trying to subdue her captor, Ceinwyn had kicked the officer as hard as she could in his area below the belt. The force behind her kick was enough to make the officer go down, along with earning gasp from the small crowd. As his arm left her shoulder, the maid was about to take off running, but just as she began her first stride the whole ground began to shake. Ceinwyn remained upright, but many people in the crowd lost their balance. It felt like a mini earthquake, only the aftershocks were coming rapidly one after another. The entire street continued to vibrate, leaving many citizens searching for cover. Ceinwyn, herself looked around confused for a moment, until from the corner of her eyes she spotted quick flashes of lights coming from a storm drain. Putting two to two together relatively fast Ceinwyn knew there was only one thing that could cause such an event like this,

I'm coming Master Griffin!, The maid looked around the street quickly for a way to get underground, and a few feet away she spotted her entrance. Maneuvering her way through small crowd of people, curled up on the street with lightning speed the maid quickly made her way to a manhole, and while reinforcing her arms she was able to grasp the cold metal and lift it from it's fixed position. Wasting no time, not even to address the little boy whose mouth was agape after watching a petite girl lift a solid cylinder of metal, the maid jumped into the darkness below as the earth continued to shake.

The strawberry blonde didn't have to second guess herself in the direction she had to travel, for the brief flashes of light were a beacon to where the fight was centered. Her legs taking on a green glow, the maid quickly ran through the sewer water her blood and dust covered outfit now being joined by a lair of crap filled water. The maid hardly cared as expected and her mind was trained onto the idea of Drake being in trouble. Dashing through one final turn Ceinwyn nearly fell as she was blinded by an unnatural light, that lasted many times longer than the short flashes before. It took everything in the maids power not to collapse from the sudden assault of violent rays, but by the time the maid open her eyes however she was met with a much delighted sight. Drake, while covered in a putrid substance, seemed unharmed, and even though she felt anger at his Servant for putting her Master at risk, she ran towards him relieved. That was until he yelled out in terror,

"SABER", wasting no time at all Ceinwyn looked around for any signs of danger, but was met with the sight of darkness, that is until she saw a light blue mouse blinking. With the reaction of an elite soldier the maid quickly pulled out at shot one of her many throwing knifes. Even in the low light her aim was impressive, and it skewered the rodents body, the knife traveling all the way through and actually embedding the small animal into the concrete beneath it, as the blue colored faded with it's life force.

"SIR GRIFFIN", the maid cried out in joy and relief as she dashed towards the boy who looked up shocked and confused. Surprised by the girl's sudden appearance he was knocked back into the water as she threw her arms around him. Despite only have just met the the boy in persons yesterday, despite this form of physical contact going against the Aelle colde, and despite her anger towards Saber for putting her Master in such a dangerous environment without her, the maid felt nothing but happiness that the boy was safe.

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As you could probably tell fight scenes aren't exactly my strong suit, so, again, if anybody wants to help throw some ideas around with me and help make this story the best it can be please PM me. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcomed and encouraged!

See you guys next time!