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Shinji could not help but shift nervously in his seat as Lancer quietly sipped her tea across the small table in the corner of the café. After she had asked if they could talk, Shinji had immediately flipped the 'open' sign to its closed side and brought them to a spot in the café where they could not be seen from the windows. He had even brewed them a pot of tea, which they could both drink, since Shinji could already tell their talk would be a fairly long one.

"Rei…" Shinji thought sadly as he looked at his kind of, sort of, maybe half-sister and one-time crush. The years in Fuyuki City, in a world where Second Impact never happened for some reason or another, had given him time to think about his life. He had thought long and hard about his feelings towards Rei for nights on end. How he shunned her third clone, who was still Rei in a sense, out of a fit of disgust and depression. To be fair, he wasn't really in the right state of mind during that time. But it was no excuse towards how he treated her afterwards. He could have rebuilt a bond with the third Rei like he did with the second one. He could have made he relearn the human emotions and feelings that made Rei who she used to be. Instead he had been disgusted with both himself for having a crush on a girl who had a small percentage of his mother's DNA, his father for defiling his mother after death, and unintentionally Rei for making him think she had died, only to be revived into a Rei who forgot all of their time together and the bond they had formed.

And what he did to her on that day…

"It is delicious."

"Huh?" Shinji asked, blinking as Lancer had her hands folded in front of her with the teacup to her right side, completely empty. Her lips didn't even hold a droplet of the drink as she looked at him a bit blankly.

"The tea you provided, it was delicious." Lancer explained as she looked at Shinji with her ruby red eyes.

"Oh…" Shinji let out a long held breath before saying, "Rei, how are you…"

"Master summoned me, and I was the most compatible Heroic Spirit available for her." Lancer immediately told him in her usual monotone voice, however her eyes half-closed as she looked down on the table. "I apologize for not seeing you sooner Pilot Ikari, but I have been helping Master in The Holy Grail War in order to prevent the culmination of the Grail."

"It should be me apologizing Rei. I'm the one who didn't try to find you after the fight with Assassin." Shinji said, reassuring Lancer with an apologetic expression on his face. In a sense, he had been trying to avoid this conversation by not actively seeking her out. Was it because he didn't want to be reminded about that day? Shinji was still unsure.

"…Very well Pilot Ikari." Lancer whispered before looking back into his eyes. "Tell me…"

"Do you… remember that day?" Shinji blurted out, making Lancer's eyes widen. "W-when…" Shinji gulped a bit before whispering out, "…Third Impact happened?"

"…Third Impact never occurred Pilot Ikari." Lancer informed him, her face still impassive but her eyes now filled with confusion. "When you absorbed the tenth Angel's core into Unit-01, bringing me into your embrace, the one like me destroyed Unit-01's core with the Lance of Longinus. We both died on that day Pilot Ikari."

"W-what?" Shinji stuttered out, his eyes widening in shock. That wasn't right! The sixteenth Angle bonded Rei before she self-destructed her Evangelion! He hadn't done shit to destroy the thing! And… "How can you say Third Impact didn't happen Rei!?" Shinji shouted as he rose from his seat, his hands clenched into fists while Lancer's eyes widened. "I was there! I fucking asked you to do it! I saw it happen! I watched everyone on earth turn into LCL! DON'T TELL ME IT DIDN'T HAPPEN!"

The sound of the teacup breaking on the floor snapped Shinji out of whatever trance he was in. He blinked as he saw that he was now in front of Lancer's seat, gripping her shoulders with both of his hands.

He didn't even remember leaving from his side of the table.

"Rei… I-I…" Shinji slowly let go of Lancer's shoulder before putting them in front of his face, a small tear falling from his right eye. "I-I didn't m-mean to do that Rei. I'm sorry…"

Lancer stared at him for a moment, wincing slightly as she rolled her shoulders. Apparently, he had gripped her hard. "You do not need to apologize Pilot Ikari." She stared at him for a bit longer before looking down and stating with a semi-sad tone, "We are not from the same legend."

"…What?" Shinji asked quietly, only for Rei to seem to lower her head even more so that he could not see her eyes.

"We are obviously from two different legends, ones that are similar in some aspects but different from others. Third Impact had almost occurred after you, my version of you, destroyed and absorbed the tenth angel, but was prevented. You on the other hand saw Third Impact and how everyone became one. You fought against the fourteenth angel, when I ascended to the Throne of Heroes after the tenth." Rei explained before looking at Shinji in the eyes. "I am not the Rei Ayanami from your legend, nor are you the Shinji Ikari from mine."

"T-this…" Shinji whispered before walking to his chair and sitting down while his right hand ran through his hair. This was a lot to take in. So this wasn't the Rei he had known. This was a Rei from a different legend, a different universe entirely that had ascended into the Throne of Heroes after her death. This was not the Rei he had truly known, nor was it the one who offered him the choice of Instrumentality on the day of Third Impact.

This wasn't Rei.

"No, it is Rei!" His mind protested, making Shinji's eyes widen. "It may not be the Rei we knew, but it is still her! Do you WANT to repeat the same damn mistake?" "No…" Shinji whispered to himself before calming himself. He wasn't going to treat Lancer like he treated the third Rei.

He wouldn't repeat the sins he had committed once again, like he had learned nothing from his experiences.

"That may be…" Shinji began, before looking at Rei and smiling. "But that doesn't mean we can't become friends all over again."

Lancer's eyes widen at this, with her lips slightly parted to show her surprise. Slowly, her face shifted one to a small smile, like the one Shinji saw when he rescued her from her plug.

He had almost forgotten how beautiful it was.

Afterwards, only one thought went through his mind as he felt a blush rise to his face.

"Taiga-chan will kill me if she ever found out about this…"

Elsewhere (Hamurahara Gakuren):

Matou Shinji had been called many things in his life.

Asshole, bastard, Sempai, Shinji-kun, Nii-san, and even friend by Emiya Shirou years ago.

None would consider him a monster inside.

Sure, his arrogant attitude got on people's nerves sometimes, but they never suspect that he had a deep darkness inside of him.

It all started when Sakura first entered the Matou family all those years ago. First he had been happy about getting a sister. He was glad that he wouldn't be so lonely anymore in the cold, damp, and creepy residence. But that changed when his grandfather, Matou Zouken, started to spend time with her. Usually, he spent time with no one. In fact, the times he did decide to talk he only belittled Shinji's father, and sometimes even Shinji himself. He had once tried to confront Sakura as to what she was doing with his grandfather at nights, and sometimes for hours in the morning. But she didn't answer with any emotion in her tone. Just saying that she was training, like somehow she was better than him! It hurt even more when his Uncle Kariya returned, but only to see Sakura. Kariya then disappeared, and Shinji never saw him again. Apparently, he had gone and gotten himself killed trying to save Sakura. Not even caring about him, his own nephew!

Then Shinji's grandfather died, and his father became an embittered drunk. During one of his little drunken rants, he had revealed everything to Shinji.

That he was part of a Magus family, but had no true Magic Circuits.

That Sakura had only been adopted into the family for holding numerous Magic Circuits.

That Sakura had been violated repeatedly by Zouken's worms to turn her into a 'true' Matou.

That Kariya had fought in the Fourth Holy Grail War to save Sakura from her fate, only to get killed for his efforts.

That in the end, she was more important than he was.

Shinji hated his father and Sakura more than ever after that day. He hated them both with every last fiber of his being. He hated Sakura for even existing, and he hated her even more for taking away the one true friend he had in life.

Often, he had thought of putting Sakura in her place by spoiling her. By making her so tainted that she could never even think of facing Shirou again. He even thought of telling Shirou himself of her former 'training', but no.

She was not worth the effort.

And on the day his father died thanks to having one too many drinks, he felt nothing. In fact, he only said one word after hearing the news.

"Good."

When the local church overseer promised that the Fifth Holy Grail War would occur a week ago, and had stated that Sakura would be a Master, he had his doubts. But when the Command Seals appeared on Sakura the very day the Fifth War was supposed to start, all his doubts were erased. Since Sakura had no true desire for the Grail, he told her to get it for him. After all, he did not know how to take the Command Seals off of her and put them on himself. If she won, the Grail would grant him his wish. What Sakura did afterwards, he did not give a shit about. Or if she died with that loudmouth Assassin she summoned… well, it would not be that big of a loss to him.

Either way, he won in the end.

That little thought brought a small smile to Shinji's face as he flipped to the appropriate page of his textbook.

Oh yes, he would get what he wanted however this war went down. He would be the true winner in the end.

Elsewhere (Kotomine Church):

"Okay, okay, what the Hell is going on?" Kirei asked as he looked from the TV to Wade. "Why is TIM focusing so much on side characters this chapter?"

"Because he hasn't been giving them that much attention for the past few chapters." Wade explained while opening another bottle of beer. "I mean, what is the point of having side characters if you don't give at least some character development?"

"You mean like Bob in your comics?" Kirei asked, only for Wade to smirk with glee.

"Aah, but Bob was meant to be my butt monkey from the day of his very creation! How can you take anybody seriously if they are constantly bullied to follow me under threat of death?" Wade seemed to think about that for a minute before saying, "Well to be fair, Blind Al wasn't that scared of me. But still, she was a very important hostage to me!"

"Whatever happened to Weasel in you comics anyway?" Kirei asked as he sipped his own beer. "TIM hasn't been able to keep up with your issues thanks to the fact that he is almost always broke."

"Thanks to the wonders of Wikipedia, he found out that Weasel betrayed me the last time we met." Wade replied wistfully while chucking the empty bottle over his shoulder. "I swear, if I were in my original canon, I would go through with my promise that I would do something horrible to him! I had this creative torture in mind just for Weasel! It was going to involve a rubber chicken, Justin Bieber blasting in his ears as I did the deed, and making him watch the Green Lantern movie!"

"Now that is evil!" Kirei laughed out before sighing. "But unfortunately, our fourth wall breaking banter must come to a close. He still has to continue the story."

"Aw man, I wanna go out now!" Wade whined out while Kirei just kept changing the channels. "The fans want to see my awesomeness, I want to fight the others again, totally troll Artie, and make the story move forward to the…"

A Black Key then embedded into Wade's forehead, making him shut up. "Spoiling that part is a big no-no." Kirei said simply before he began to smirk. "But we can say it will be pretty fucking epic."

"Aw man…."

Elsewhere (Dreamscape):

Shirou blinked as he looked around the area. "Where am I?" It was a barren wasteland, filled with nothing but various swords stabbed into the ground. Each one was different, and Shirou himself could feel the power emanating from them. "What is this…?" Shirou then gasped as he laid eyes on a figure in the distance.

It was a man, limping forward into the setting sun despite how numerous swords were imbedded into his body. Blood was flowing from his wounds, and despite being quite a distance from the man he could somehow see the numerous bullet wounds on his body as well. Shirou could see that the figure was wearing a tattered red coat, and in his clenched right hand was a small, red ribbon.

It looked like the one Sakura wore everyday.

Before Shirou could make sense of what he was seeing, the scene disappeared, and Shirou now found himself in a black void. Two blurry images appeared in front of him. They looked like swords, one black and one white. Suddenly, a tired voice whispered seemingly from everywhere…

"Trace. On."

Reality:

"Shirou, wake up!"

"Huh?" Shirou muttered as he looked up to see Ayako looking down on him.

"Honestly Emiya, I would have never suspected you of all people to fall asleep during class." Ayako said with a huff before her eyes softened. "Say Emiya, are you okay? You look a little pale."

"I do?" Shirou muttered while placing his hand over his forehead. "Is it because of that dream?" He then looked at Ayako and gave her his most reassuring smile before saying, "I'm fine Ayako-san. Just didn't get that much sleep last night."

Ayako looked at him with a raised eyebrow, obviously doubting that a lack of sleep was his only reason, before saying, "Alright, suit yourself Emiya."

"Hey Ayako-san, how are those guests of your doing?" Shirou suddenly asked, making Ayako stare at him with a confused expression. "I-I mean it's been days since you talked about them…"

Oh yes, Shirou knew that had to be the worst weak-assed excuse anyone could come up with, but this was his chance to learn more about Waver Velvet. If the man really was a veteran from the Fourth War, then he must know that the Holy Grail's corruption.

And perhaps they would have one more ally, if Shirou could only meet him one more time.

"Waver-san's been fine." Ayako informed Shirou while looking out the window. "He's just been going out a lot, never sticking around except for breakfast and dinner. Hell, he even goes off with Simon-san at night for some weird reason. His wife just says that he keeps going off to get more 'mistresses'…" Ayako's face turned into a slight sneer before saying, "I swear, what he sees in her I'll never know. She's as perverted as an old man…."

"But do you know where he usually goes?" Shirou asked with a slightly desperate voice, before Ayako shook her head.

"Nah, only his wife sticks around at my house for most of the day." Ayako replied with a sigh. "I've heard that he hangs around the shopping district, but I don't know the stores he frequents at. Why are you interested in him all of a sudden?"

"N-no reason!" Shirou told her before the bell rung. "Oh crap, I'm going to be late! See you!" With that, Shirou ran away at almost lightning speeds to his next class.

"H-hey, wait Emiya!" Ayako called out, only for Shirou to disappear into the crowds of students. Ayako sighed as she began walking towards her own class in a leisurely pace. She could afford to be late for once. "Why is Emiya interested in Waver-san? Do they have a past or something?"

Needless to say, Ayako was now interested in who the man staying in her house really is.

Elsewhere (Dreamscape):

Illyasviel looked around her to see a barren wasteland. There were no trees, no grass, and no flowers. Nothing that signified the ground was alive. Even the sky was a dull metal grey. Strangely shaped cliffs jutted out of the ground, trying to reach the seemingly lifeless sky. "What is this?" Illyasviel asked, before the sound of something collapsing came from behind her. Illyasviel turned around to see a robotic head with its 'eye' cracked. Its metal was rusting to an insane degree, far more than what should be considered normal. The eye glowed green before a robot voice mumbled from it…

"K-Kill Casshern…"

Illyasviel stumbled back in shock before her back bumped into something. She turned to see Berserker looking coldly into the distance, filled with a literal army of huge and monstrous robots that kept chanting out in a desperate, scared, and strangely hopeful voice…

"Kill Casshern… Devour Casshern…. Kill Casshern… Devour Casshern… KILL CASSHERN! DEVOUR CASSHERN!"

"Why would they want to eat him? I don't understand!" Illyasviel cried out, only for the scene to change once more. Illyasviel watched as Berserker saved two robots, who became lovers for some strange reason. She watched as they brought him to a community of robots…

And what she saw horrified her.

All these robots had lost hope; instead they waited for the strange death known as 'The Ruin'. They actually accepted death! However, what she heard from the small 'doctor' horrified her.

The only hope they had was finding, killing, and eating Berserker.

Despite this, Berserker did not leave, and instead defended them when a robot searching for Berserker came.

However, the damage was done, and the community discovered Berserker's identity. The formerly content robots turned into savage animals at the first sliver of hope, and tried to kill Berserker.

However, Berserker killed them instead. He tore them limb from limb, ripped off their heads and tore them in half. He showed no mercy, even to those who tried not to get involved.

"You really are immortal, aren't you?" The red-haired woman robot asked before she died as well, the robot dog whining at her corpse and growling at Berserker with hateful eyes.

"N-NO!" Berserker yelled in desperation as tears began to stream from his eyes. "I-I didn't mean to…" He then looked around, seeming like he was seeing his own work for the first time. He took a step back in horror before looking at his two hands.

"G-Gh-GHHHAAAAAAA!"

Reality:

"GGHHHHAAAA~" Illyasviel cried out in fear as she began to pant out huge breaths of air. She sat up, still panting, before touching her own forehead and seeing that it was covered in sweat. "Another dream sequence…" Illyasviel thought to herself before looking at the grandfather clock that was in her room. "I slept until twelve?"

Well, she had stayed up for practically all night. But still, shouldn't Berserker have woken her up by now?

"I'll give him a talking too later." Illyasviel decided as she got up from her bed and looked out the window. From there, she saw Berserker sitting on a stool by the garden, simply looking at the flowers without his mask on, allowing his brown hair to flow with the wind.

Berserker was still a mystery to her. He was completely different from the character she had originally thought him to be. He was quiet, a bit sad a good portion of the time, he completely lost it in battles, he could heal from any wound, and finally there was the subject of his past.

Casshern never killed Luna, Berserker did.

Casshern was supposed to protect the world, Berserker said he killed it.

And finally, Casshern would never attack anybody that did not attack him.

Her Berserker slaughtered the entire commune of robots indiscriminately, from what she could tell with her latest dream.

Illyasviel remembered the look of utter pain and sorrow on Berserker's face during the dream, and it made her wonder…

"Berserker, what really happened during your life?"

Elsewhere (Matsuduri Residence):

Cristina sighed as laid on her bed, her feet kicking into the air as she flipped through another page of her manga 'Rosario + Vampire', giggling slightly as the character Tsukune was glomped by the succubus Kurumu's breasts in a hug. "I should try that on husband someday…"

Yes, the reason for Cristina's eccentricness was a simple one. When Kayneth Archibald first flew over to Japan, he attempted to familiarize himself with their culture in order to fit in more.

Unfortunately, he picked the wrong 'study material'.

And since Kayneth's arrogance would not accept how the Japanese consider 'low class' things like manga as entertainment, he left everything behind before making his ill-fated trip to Japan. Only for a young Cristina to stumble upon the Japanese comics…

…Making her into the perverted woman she is today.

Cristina sighed as she set down the manga. Her husband had gone off into the city alone again, not bringing her along to see the sights. Apparently, he believed that his appearance might bring on surprise attacks from the Servants and Masters, and he did not wish for her to be harmed. While romantic, it was a bit annoying. He knew that she could handle herself in a fight.

She was not the tenth head of the Archibald family for nothing.

"I suppose I will discuss it with him later…" Cristina muttered before looking back at her manga. "I do wonder what husband thinks of that Ayako girl…" Her husband could not have a proper harem unless he had at least one schoolgirl in it. And she could tell that the girl had some feelings for her husband, which were possibly hero/savior worship. Maybe she can play on that so that the girl can admit her feelings?

"So many possibilities…" Cristina thought to herself before letting out a perverted giggle.

Some distance away, Waver shivered in fear as he continued to walk with Rider in the forest of Fuyuki.

Elsewhere (Streets of Fuyuki):

Lancer walked down the streets in her spirit form, ignoring the people who passed through her as she headed towards her Master's school. Her 'reunion' with the alternate version of Pilot Ikari had gone relatively well all things considered. For one, he hadn't kicked her out after realizing that she wasn't 'his' Rei Ayanami.

The second was that he still wanted to bond with her even though she was a different Rei from the one he knew.

Lancer wasn't one to actually understand or display her emotions, but she felt warmth within her when Shinji wanted to still be her friend.

Was this happiness? Originally, she had only felt the emotion with both Commander Ikari and her Pilot Ikari. But now…

"I will discuss this with Master later…" Lancer thought before she stopped walking, and looked towards the direction of the forest covering the mountains. Thanks to her Presence Detection skill, she could detect the presence of Rider in the forest. And considering the dense woods, a battle with him could go on still in relative secret. "Should I inform Master and ask for her permission?"

No, Rider was the most dangerous player in the war. And with what her Master stated last night, his Master was a veteran of the Fourth Holy Grail War. Meaning that he knew of the Grail's corruption, yet still fought without trying to convince his opponents. He knew what was happening, but didn't care.

She would not get another chance to take out Rider.

"I will accept whatever punishment Master deems fit later. For now, I must strike while I still have the chance." Lancer decided before jumping towards Rider's location.

Elsewhere (Hamurahara Gakuren Forest):

"This is sooo boring!" Assassin whined as he laid on top of a tree branch, Tsubaki sitting next to him with her feet dangling down as she looked at her Meister.

"Don't worry Black*Star, we only need to wait for a few more hours before Sakura and the others are allowed out." Tsubaki told Assassin, who just huffed in annoyance. "Besides, its been a while since we had any peace like this!"

"Yeah, yeah…" Assassin mumbled before looking upwards. "Its just that 'normal' school is too weird. Remember the DWMA? You can get into a fight any day or go out on missions, but here fighting is prohibited, and there aren't any Kishin Eggs to keep me busy! I need something to prove just how big of a star I am!"

Tsubaki sighed at her partner's anxiousness before thinking, "If this keeps going on, I'm going to get restless too…"

Suddenly, Assassin's eyes widened before he shouted, "GET DOWN!" He then tackled Tsubaki, who squeaked in surprise, before a bullet passed by where they previously were and punched a hole into the tree trunk. "Tsubaki!"

"Right!" Tsubaki shouted before she transformed into her Kusarigama mode, which Assassin grabbed and shifted his stance into a defensive one. He looked from side to side as he waited for something before another shot rang out, and Assassin blocked the bullet with the scythe in his right hand.

"Alright you bastard, show yourself!" Assassin yelled out in anger as he looked around the area. He still couldn't find his attacker, who was most likely Archer considering his use of firearms. "You think you're so tough? I'm the great Assassin Black*Star! Presence Concealment is my skill!"

"Who said?" Archer's voice asked childishly from behind him, making Assassin twist around and throw the scythe in his left hand, only for it to fly past empty space and imbed itself into a tree trunk. "Hey, what did that tree ever do to you?" Assassin then looked up to see Archer standing on a tree branch, his gun twirling on his right index finger. "I'm right here!"

"You bastard, what do you want?" Assassin growled out, making Archer's childish grin go down a bit.

"Rin asked me to take you out before school ended." Archer replied simply before he aimed his gun at Assassin. "Sorry, I can't let you leave this forest alive."

"Heh, you don't even know who your dealing with you bastard!" Assassin shouted out before pointing his right scythe at Archer. "I'm Black*Star, the biggest Servant in this damn war and the man who will surpass God himself! I will never loose to someone like you who has such a small Master!"

With that, Assassin launched himself towards Archer, who just grinned in response.

Elsewhere (Fuyuki Forest):

"Huh, so this is where Berserker and Caster duked it out huh?" Rider asked as he observed the smoothed out partial chasm that had some trees and other plants beginning to grow in it.

Rider and Waver had spent the day just hanging around Fuyuki City, checking out the sites before Waver brought him to the forest which held proof of the former war. He had seen burnt tree trunks, which Waver claimed were from the last Caster's strange fire-related Noble Phantasm. He also showed him giant footprints, which he recognized from Gurren Lagann and some others that Waver claimed were from Lancer's Noble Phantasm. One that matched Gurren Lagann for a bit but Gurren ultimately won.

That is, until the final fight where Lancer pulled a cheap shot to kill Kamina.

But there was no use dwelling on the past now. The real reason why they were all the way in the middle of nowhere was that Waver was hoping to have any Servant that might be tailing them after yesterday night would attack here, in a secluded area, rather than in Ayako's house.

Something that Rider could agree on.

"Yeah, me and Kamina were originally planning on going after Caster in the morning. But then Berserker got him, so we lost our chance at an extra Command Seal." Waver said with a sigh as he scratched the back of his head. "Never got to see this place close up before though…"

"Well at least…" Rider began before his eyes widened, he twisted his body around while unsheathing his nodachi, and knocking away a projectile and making it stab the ground, revealing it to be Lancer's spear.

"Shit. Lancer's here?" Waver cursed out while Rider gripped the nodachi in his right hand. Then, a white blur came out from the woods while Rider raised the nodachi to intercept it. Sparks flew as Rider held his ground while Lancer kept trying to force down her combat knife. Rider kicked the Servant away, making Lancer skid on the ground a bit before coming to a stop in a few feet.

"So, you really want to fight me Lancer? I won't go easy on you." Rider warned, only to receive no answer from her. Rider then grinned before shouting, "Alright then, let's go!"

For some reason, Waver was having an odd sensation of Deja vu.

To Be Continued…

Omake- It's A Real Thing! Taiga Dojo Preview!

"Yo boys and girls! The Taiga Dojo starts now!" Taiga yelled out before tears streamed down her face before she began to sob out, "W-why…?"

"Why what Sensei?" Illyasviel asked while standing beside her.

"Why didn't I get my own section in this chapter?" Taiga yelled out before throwing herself on Illyasviel. "Am I not important enough to TIM?"

"There, there Sensei. You'll get your section eventually. And look on the bright side! Maiya and Sola-Ui didn't get a section to them either." Illyasviel commented while patting Taiga's back before looking at the 'viewers'. "Stay tuned for the next chapter, "Robot vs. Kai- I Mean Angel"!"

"CHECK IT OUT!" Taiga wailed before blowing her nose on Illyasviel's shirt.

Omake- Different Servants- Berserker

Illyasviel blinked as she looked at the Servant who stood in front of her. It was a big, no huge man with white hair, glowing white eyes, and tanned red skin with strange markings all over it. His arms were covered with a strange gold-like metallic armor, as was his right foot. The rest of his body from the waist down was covered in ragged blue pants with red flame markings on them, and a golden sash that acted like a belt.

Most definitely not Hercules.

But for some reason Illyasviel could feel like this was close enough.

Later:

Illyasviel smiled as she observed the various Servants and Masters in front of her before focusing on Shirou and Saber and saying, "Berserker, kill them all."

"Shirou, get behind me!" Saber yelled as she protectively got in from of Shirou and pointed her invisible sword at Berserker. "Prepare yourself Berserker, for I will no-!" She didn't finish, as Berserker's right fist met her jaw, and she seemed to get off the ground in slow motion with the noise of her jaw breaking echoing everywhere. Just as soon as it started, it ended with Saber shooting from where she was originally and crashed into Ryuudouji Temple while Berserker lowered his outstretched fist.

Everyone stared at the Servant in shock as he crossed his arms in front of him, power surged from his body, and in a flash of light Berserker now had a total of six arms with three on each side. "LET'S GO!"

And thus, Berserker, formerly known as the fallen demigod Asura, and Illyasviel made their mark on the Holy Grail War.

Note- Yo! It's TIM here with another exciting chap of Fate:Stay Away! This one came out fairly quickly because I had some time on my hands and it flowed, but expect the next one to take longer. Because it will be Archer vs. Assassin and Lancer vs. Rider 2.0!

This chapter is betad by Chash123, since Sir Godot is busy. Thanks man.

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