Chapter 3
Luvia had just arrived in Texas. Why Texas? Well its where Rin is silly. If Rin Tohsaka thought she could hide from the Great Hyen- err, I mean Huntress, then she was dearly mistaken. Everbody knows you can't run from a Fin with a gun. While Luvia might not have had a gun she did have something just as deadly. The Gandr spell.
Right now Luvia was lugging around a massive dog Kennel with all the delicacy and grace of a fashionista carrying a hand bag. This got a few wayward looks from the casual passer by, but Luvia didn't care. She had more important things on her mind. Like figuring out where El Passo was.
It wasn't until she had left the air port that she had an ephiphany. She'd forgotten to bring any mony or clothes with her. The latter wasn't much of a problem since she always wore the same thing everyday. The former however could make things . . . difficult.
Eight hours and 26 milles later , Luvia was starting to feel a tiny bit tired. She hadn't eaten for a few day's and the lack of water in the Desert was starting to make her a little worried.
Thankfully some kind soul in an old pick up truck stopped to give her a lift. They motioned for her to hop in the back. After a moment's hesitation she accuesed to their request.
There was a fully loaded M60 in the back of the truck. In most other area's of the civilized world this might be considered some what out of the ordinary. However this was texas. No, what was strange was that Luvia could sense that the machine gun was carrying blessed rounds. Huh, to each their own she supposed.
Several hours passed before she came to her final destination.
"Is here a good spot?", asked the kind soul.
"Yeah, here's a good spot"
As Luvia hopped out of the truck with her Kennel in tow, she gave a parting glance towards this noble stranger.
The man wasn't too old yet neither was he young. He had close cropped hair and a long rugged black beard. That beat up leather Jacket of his was as well worn as his body. Luvia couldn't help but wonder if at one time perhaps he might have been considered attractive. The kind souls skin had a rather unique skin tone. Was he of Porti Rican descent or something else? Luvia couldn't tell and it didn't matter. All she knew was that this Texan had spared her from a long and harrowing Journey.
"Thank you", she said to this stranger.
Two kind souls met upon their wayward path's. Each Unaware of the trials ahead. One of Iron. One of fire. They went apart again. They had not met before this day, yet in similar struggles were they forged. Oh cold and Ice, or blistering heat, why were these two heroes born?
They did not know and could not know of the trials that lay ahead. Yet upon another uneventfull day, iron and fire would meet again.
Many mile's away some one not much younger then Luvia stood by a grave. A grave which belonged to her true father, Carlos Turner. They may not have been connected by blood. It didn't matter to her.
He had raised her, he was going to adopt her, and he was gone. Their lives had been filled with a lot of if's. If only he wasn't disabled, if only she wasn't illegal, and if only he could convince social services.
Now that he was gone their were no more if's. The light had departed from her world. That should have been the end of it. Instead fate had offered her a cruel mercy, hope.
Hope came in the form of a man with a knife. A Servent to fight in a war she couldn't understand. She hoped and prayed her father could forgive her for this. If only it were so easy.
Servant Dossier
Class: Berserker
Master: Samantha Turner
Name: Theodore Roosevelt
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Strength: A+
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Mana: A
Luck: D
Class Skills:
Madness Enhancement: B
At the cost of Berserker's sanity their already exceptional ranks have been boosted even further.
Riding: A-
Berserker can ride any thing and any one, man made or otherwise. Not even phantasmal beast's are safe from Berserker.
Personal Skills:
Expert of many Specilizations: C
It is much easier to list what Berserker didn't do in life then to list their many accomplishments. This skill has been reduced two ranks due to Berserker's Madness Enhancements.
Noble Phantasms:
Death in Glory " The Battle of San Juan Hill": C
The Rough Rider's are summoned to take part in one last Charge.
Remembrence "Forgive Me": E
The dead are permitted to make amends, because death is too scarred to try and stop Roosevelt.
American Dream "Be all you can be": D
Every one within thrity meter's of Roosevelt is boosted to the rank of A Class heroic spirit, to make it a fair fight.
Bully! "Speak softly and Carry A Bigger Stick": B
The white fleet arrive's to share Roosevelt's foreign policy with the enemy.
