Hero DxD BorN

Authors notes: Why is there no 7 deadly sins/Fate stay night xovers but a single one? Please someone make more, if they do one that is awesome I will continue writing the jinchuriki stay zero and kaleid liner one as well XD, also Please read Author's note on the previous chapter.

Chapter 8: Why Angels Fall

On his table, and with a terrified, yet subservient Mittelt, was Kokabiel himself partaking of some tea.

Shirou sighed.

Mittelt looked between Shirou and Kokabiel, he poured himself a cup, "Greetings Kokabiel... I was not expecting to see you so soon" Shirou said.

Mittelt shivered, Shirou actually meet her old boss before?!

"I am not here for you," He said referring to Mittelt "tough I wish to had been the one to discipline you for your actions, this boy beat me 'to the punch' so to speak... you are already in 'punishment' there is no need to add mine to it, however light it may be" Kokabiel spoke.

Still shivering Mittelt bowed to her previous master.

"The tea is quite good, it seems you have changed from before, it is rather interesting, for us who live nearly forever, to have one to have changed to this degree... you certainly interesting... son of man" Kokabiel said.

"So, Kokabiel, what are your intentions? I know most of the story from the two of the church... however, I wish to hear from you, what are you after?" Shirou asked.

"I see... to be honest, before I tell you... might I ramble on on something?" Kokabiel asked.

Shirou, while being a person who really hated people who rambled on, decided to let it go, due to it containing some more possible information.

"Humans are beings of infinite potential...even tough they start small they grow to do so much in the small amount of time they have on this world... thought barred from entering Heaven's halls, I still follow him... even if my wings are tainted in black, my 'core' has not changed... to be honest... the 3 factions, are like a dying beast, one that does not wish to die just yet and sucks the life of others, like a parasite... trying to bring others down with it... its sickening... we where proud one... but now we only survive by preying on humans insecurities and greed... the girl... Asia... she was never supposed to be harmed in any way... my orders where "protect the girl who carriers the Twilight Healing and do not let her fall into any hands, but those fools... they took what I said as 'take the Twilight healing from her and make sure the devils don't get it'... she was supposed to be safe, and then they allowed that stray exorcist scum... I failed her as I failed my Father in my duty, and now... she turned into a devil" Kokabiel said as he clenched his fists.

"Yes, she became a devil, but now... she is happy... even if she lost the right to go to heaven... I think... no I believe, that she was fundamentally saved, everyone wanted to use her powers, to make that power theirs, but now... she has a person who cares about the 'person wielding the power' rather than the 'power' itself." Shirou said.

"Yes, that is true... sometimes... one's happiness is important" Kokabiel said in agreement.

"Kokabiel... why did you steal the 'Excaliburs'?" Shirou asked as he partook of his tea.

He simply smiled, not even denying the accusation, "You ask me what my plans are... to be honest, I don't know anymore" Kokabiel said as he chuckled at his dilemma.He looked down at his drink as he said so.

"Anymore uh... what was the original plan then?" Shirou asked.

"I was to go to the Grimory and Sitri heirs human household... and kill them in their sleep, thus causing uproar in the underworld, causing a second new Great War" Kokabiel simply said.

Shirou sighed, but he had to agree, that plan was as ruthless as it was effective, and taking in consideration the power he could sense from him... ripping the wards on their homes would be like napping to him.

"That is a rather... ingenious plan, the probability of it working is nearly 100 percent, nearly" Shirou said.

Kokabiel nodded.

"Yes, no plan ever survives contact with the enemy... to many variables, but yes... if either or both died... war would come back" Kokabiel said.

"Just like that... a second Great War would happen, and no one would stop it because they all would be willing to fight for those who where sacrifices" Kokabiel said.

"But why? This won't only affect the 3 factions, it will also swallow civilian humans to it... if the Great War was as brutal as you said it was, there will be no winners, only senseless death on the 3 sides and the ones caught in between" Shirou said and then gasped.

"You..." he said as he clenched his fists.

"You figured it out quite fast, I must say I must commend you, yes... my plan from the beginning is to completely wipe out ALL 3 of the factions" Kokabiel said.

Mittelt fell to the floor, her legs no longer being able to carry her own weight at the revelation in front of her.

He looked out to the window "once... we only needed to look up to see that justice lived, that there was good in the world... no matter how hard the times got... all you needed to do was look up to the sky and know beyond your sights laid Heaven, and it was a place where the righteous lived, where they stood guards and watch over humans and protect them even if at the cost of their lives no matter how powerful the foe and, at it's heart, seated on the Throne of Heaven, sat a just God... A kind God" he said with a smile remembering better times.

"However" he said as he looked down on to the table "that is no longer so"

He growled, his teeth grinned on each other, his beautiful face was now marred with raw anger and fury "Heaven has forsaken its duty... our beloved God is dead and his dying wish to protect humanity, his children from the supernatural, was forgotten... to guard them against the things that hunt them in the dark, that feast on the young and the just and corrupted the good... yet... Where are the legions of Heaven? Where are the protectors and guards?! They all sit, on their laurels as they watch humans perish and be corrupted and twisted... they abandoned their duty and watch as innocent suffer beneath their feet... Michael has abandoned humanity... he even made sure no one could contest him to control the system of 'God' that he left for them, Metatron, also called Enoch, the one called 'the small god', the 'the one who speaks God's words' was sealed away by him... even if he was not the most well known angel, he was even more powerful than all the Seraphs and Arch-angels combined, but he was sealed away by treachery, all the while he does all this claiming is for the good of humanity... GOOD? GOOD?! He dares to call what he does Good?! He chains and controls them while posing as God!, it's a sin in and on itself to posse as God, yet sees nothing wrong on his actions!? Even as the faithful scream for help, they beg for God to save them, to save their children... and what does Michael command them to do? To Pray..." a bitter and painful laughter rolled from him, as tears of sadness, of the absurd, of painful, of hatred, a laughter that was not to be heard by mere humans. It was a sound so painful, so pitiful, compounded by the fact that the one doing so was himself an angel himself made it even worst.

"Pray, that is what they have been doing the entire time.. you hypocritical fool... 'they where not saved due to their lack of faith' don't make me laugh... how can you say so when their prayers for salvation goes unanswered?" Kokabiel asked rhetorically.

"Even Asia's life... her being anathematization and exile... was the work of a devil, he even had a hand with Raynare acting solo" he said.

"That bastard... so... it was the one I sensed when I went to rescue her as well..." Shirou said as he curled his fists.

"I see.. he also was there then too... another devil waiting to pounce at the chance" Kokabiel said with bitterness.

"All angels... fallen or not, are meant to protect people, for one of my kind to kill the innocent... is a crime that I cannot atone" he said as from his eyes he begun to shed tears of blood.

Shame, anger, remorse, sadness.

"But then..."

"You had a change of heart" Shirou said

"Yes, you could say that, a human, a pure human whose soul shined so bright communicated with the devils, helped them, even was touched by them, but never wavered, you showed something that would be impossible... humans and devils and fallen communicating in peace?" Kokabiel said with a kind smile. "Such a thing would be an impossibility but your soul is still your own... even when you dipped into that... your soul is still whole, fragmented but whole... I must confess, it was not serendipity the fact that we found each other, I was actively looking for you, but you where so easy to loose track of, cause regardless of what you are, you don't flare your strength nor your power, and due to your actions... I begun to question my own"

"I saw potential in you... I wanted to see my Father's dream... of humans uninfluenced by devils and the like... here I was deciding the fate of humanity, acting as if I was the Allmighty myself, does that made me any better than the devils? I could not help but wonder if my pride had blinded me, did I had the right to decide such a thing, my my hubris I believed that I knew what was best... and yet... I couldn't sit back and watch the innocent suffer all around me"

This fallen angel... he had such a heavy burden on him.

"So... I started to think... and thus... I decided... Emiya Shirou...can you Kill me?" he asked.

Mittelt gasped in shock.

"I cannot stop, not after coming so far, not while so many continue to suffer all around me, yet I have no longer believe I have the right to decide the fate of the world... or at least not by me alone... I will not make it easy for you... the future of men must be determined by men after all, will your spirit be the one who defeats me? Or will my ambition be the one to win? But no matter what the outcome will be, men will have a hand on it... I shall allow the potential of men determine the world, just as father intended" Kokabiel said.

Shirou could not help but remember Archer when he heard him... and he smiled.

"Kokabiel... what you desire, is not wrong... but... the way you are going about it is not right... I understand... I will kill you, to stop your own madness, I will save you from it and I will make sure you pass on with a smile" Shirou said.

"Son of man... no... Emiya Shirou... I wish I could had meet you before... it's such a shame we are to meet in such a conditions" Kokabiel said "May I call you a longlife friend?"

Shirou smiled "Yes... you may..."

"I shall see you at the battlefield... good bye" and with that he was gone.

Shirou sighed.

"Good people... bad people... in the end it doesn't matter, they will die... so in the end... saving people.. really is impossible?" Shirou said as he had traced the two married blades in his hands.

"S... shirou?" Mittelt said as she regained use of her legs.

"I need to think" Shirou then went into the recess of his mind... only one thing could 'save' him.

A hill.. all alone in the twilight between dawn and dusk/ dusk and dawn... a sun that will never set/will never rise. A hill with so many graves/so many weapons.

"Yes... It seems I will have to do that and show that this early... I am sorry... seems like I have no choice... Saber" Shirou muttered as he stood up.

It has been over an hour... he passed on his mind what to do.

Honestly during his time with Saber he had asked her about it

"Saber... how does Prana Burst work?" Shirou asked.

"Why the sudden question?" she asked.

"I want to know if I could do it... so I can move and attack like you" Shirou said

Saber blushed a bit at the... intensity of his stare and looked to the side.

"Is not like is impossible... however, the current you would die if you tried, you see Prana Burst works in the principle of of infusing your weapon and body with magical energy and instantly expelling it, not unlike a jet burst, however using magical power rather than gasoline or other combustible" Saber said.

Yes... for the current Shirou it would be suicide.

"I... See... well nothing I can do about that... I will see what else I can do" Shirou said.

And thus he decided to practice reinforcing his body.

He shook himself awake... no need on reminiscing... he knew what he had to do...

"Mittelt... please wake me in a few hours" Shirou said as he went to his room and collapsed on his bed.

Why do angels fell?

Some due to greed, other due to lust, just as many people on the world that they are, they are reasons for the angels to fall... however... Kokabiel... he was different.

Duty... Loyalty.

Yes... he was different.

Kokabiel was a being of duty, he fell because he needed to fall to continue his work, his love and devotion to God... it made him fall because he needed to do so.

To become a spy.

Such an absurd thing... to fall from Heaven to defend it.

But Shirou could not laugh, he would not laugh... such a thing... was something he would have done so himself.

And now it was time for rest... he needed to rest, he had to become a blade once more.

"I am the bone of my sword... Steel is my body and fire is my blood"

Yes... to become the blade he once was.

Steel forged in the fire of a demonic device... an item that had both warped him and shaped him.

But that was in the past... he had people to protect now.

It was nearly 8 PM... 3 hours have passed and Mittelt had knocked on Shirou's door.

"It's time" Shirou said as he put on a black armor on his body.

It was an armor similar to Archer's... flexible yet strong, made even stronger using reinforcement.

"I will be back" he said.

"I will wait for your return" Mittelt said with a sad smile.

A young man goes to stop a war that should never started.

Kuoh Academy 9 pm

It was a one sided massacre.

The devils had lost..Issei was on his last dregs... even his power was not enough. Irina was rendered powerless as her weapon was stolen as well as Xenovia's... Kiba was just broken, nothing he could do would reach this Fallen Angel...

Clack clack clack

They continued to fight, no matter how, they couldn't let this happen [WELSH DRAGON OVERBOOSTER!]

Issei changed into his draconic armored self.

"Longinious Welsh dragon... Boosted Gear... yes, that would definitely be something to be weary of, if the user was actually competent.

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"RAAAAAAAH!" Issei yelled as he delivered a single punch to Kokabiel, However Kokabiel grabbed his arm, broke it and flipped him and threw him to the ground [RESET]

Issei was broken, unconscious...

Rias was hysteric... she attacked Kokabiel using her own destruction magic, only for it to be swatted as an annoyance.

"D... Don't you dare" Issei said as he stood up... his body was collapsing on him... his lungs was bruised, his ribs where almost all broken, however... a light shone.

Hope...

"By the names of the Saint Peter, Saint Basil, Saint Denis and the Holy mother that live in your steel heed my call and come to my aid" Xenovia roared.

A ripple appeared around her hand and a chained blade appeared, the holy power in it glowed for all to see.

The Blade... DURANDAL

"So you had such a blade... but how foolish... to bring it when you can't do anything with it... such a foolish girl, you should have used it in the beginning and the tide would have surely changed for you all" Kokabiel said with a sight.

Xenovia's hand twisted and was crushed...

"GAAAAAH!" She yelled in pain, saliva droleld from her mouth at the pain.

And hope was taken from them.

Clack clack clack

A wail of agony and despair, cradling her broken hand to her chest, tears of pain fell down as she did her best to drown her wails.

Kokabiel turned about ignoring her, she was no longer any threat.

"Do you truly believe that they would start a second war just because a fallen decided to act on his own?" Sona yelled out as he approached her slowly, like an executor would to the one who is about to die. "The Maous will just consider this the action of a madman, the rest of the fallen will denounce you and it will just be a haunt... of YOU" she said.

"Alone?" he asked as he spread his arms, the moon appeared from behind a dark cloud to show the ones on the ground the severity of the situation.

Thousands of Thouasnds of fallen had arrived.

They landed behind Kokabiel and knelled in reverence "Foolish devils... I never have once been alone" he said as he presented his no small army.

"We... we are doomed" Rias said as she fell to the ground, not due to fatigue, thought it was also part of it.

No, it was due to the hopelessness of the situation.

Clack clack clack.

The sounds of boots on the concrete floor could be heard as it got closer and closer

"Even in my fall they have followed me, ever faithful" he rose to the sky "They are my most loyal comrades, my truest of friends" his 12 wings spread out to show his status as a fallen Archangel.

"Thirty five thousands we numbered before the war... thou only 12 thousands of us remained afterward, not one has ever abandoned me, they fought by my side to the last... so you see foolish devils, I have never been alone"

"And after so long, I will fulfill Father's wish... after tonight, the fate of Heaven, will be determined by MAN" He yelled as he rose an arm to the skies above.

Spears of light so many for one to count, illuminated the dark sky.

"and all of it shall start with your deaths" he looked at the two girls, Rias, who was being shielded by Issei, and Sona who was being shielded by Saji.

"Good bye" he said as he lowered his hand down.

All the fallen threw their lances of light... it would spell death to devils for sure, even the humans bellow from the church would surely die by it...

The spears detonated upon impact, illuminating the darkness with light.

The spears where made of light so it held heat that would burn the skin of devils and humans alike with out-most ease.

"Rho AIAS!"

a strong voice shouted it.

The spear broke a layer of it... and a petal fell... and then another... and another... until the 5th petal fell... and the attacks stopped.

The flower that shielded us broke in many pieces after it's job was done.

Clack clack clack clack

A man in a black as night form fitting armor with silver accents appeared in front of the devils... his hair was red... rusty red.

His back was broad as one would be from carrying the weight of the world on it's shoulders.

What shielded them all was a 'thing' that could be called a seven petal pink flower.

It was beautiful, it was strong

Once Kokabiel saw who it was he gave a rueful smile that graced his face "Why..." he said full of amusement "is it that heroes always arrive at the LAST possible time?"

"Trace... on" the man said.

A great black bow appeared on his hand as a blade appeared on the other, he placed the dark twisted sword onto the bow and shot it...

"Go into the red plains, Hrunting!" he chanted

The arrow was shot and it flew at speeds of mach 10

About 5 dozen Fallen Angels died by a single shot. It was fast, inhumanly so. Even if they where fast, it was too much.Their bodies where burned by the sheer speed of the projectile.

"Who in heaven's name are you?!" the fallen angels shouted, specially a four-winged fallen who gained his composure.

"I...? you ask who I am?" the person then opened his eyes... they where molten gold.

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"I am the bone of my sword" the person said.

The pressure increased around... the ground around him begun to crack.

"YOU INSOLENT HEATHEN!" the 4 winged fallen said as he charged alone.

"Trace... on"

The person put his power on his body and then expelled it all at once as he delivered a blow to the fallen angel with his two swords Kanshou and Byakuya.

The fallen made a sword rather than a spear and attack the lone fighter, with one he hit the wrist of the fallen and made him discard his weapon, while the other twirled around in his hand and stabbed the fallen on the back... while the other stabbed him on the side.

"Urgghh" the fallen gurgled as blood rushed from his mouth and died standing up.

The blades left his body with little to no resistance, and with a deft flick, they where once more immaculate clean.

The Fallen then swarmed the lone man... who the devils now realized who it was.

"S... Shirou... no... GET OUT OF THERE!" Rias yelled ins shock at her newly minted little brother.

He charged soundlessly towards the hoard of fallen... his eyes inhumanly cold as he begun a dance of blades.

A blade dancer.

"W... what is he doing... he is exposing himself too much!" Yuuto said in shock as he saw his way of fighting.

"RAAAH!" another charged at the exposed side, only to be repelled and his arms sliced off.

"U... unbelievable... that man... to fight like that... I don't think... I don't think I would ever want to do so" Yuuto said.

Issei woke up as he tried to twist his body around.

"W... what is Shirou doing?!" Issei shouted in shock.

He was a whirlwind of cold steel, the fallen attacked en mass, yet he kept them at bay with naught but the two swords in his hands.

He moved so fast, it was like he was in two places at once.

Prana burst... by mimicking Saber's style he was having a great advantage, however he had to use it sparingly... even reinforced, the body of the humans of today where not meant to handle such power, reinforcing himself helped mitigate most of the effects, but it was tiresome.

With a single step he moved a dozen yards, breaking the concrete ground as he moved, a swing cut down 2 fallen at once... 4 when attacking with the two blades at two different targets.

He kicked down a couple of them as he slashed them down.

He was like a machine, cold, efficient... ruthless.

"Steel is my body... and fire is my blood" he intoned.

The two blades vanished and the fallen grouped once more.

"HE IS UNARMED ATTACK NOW!" they yelled.

A single weapon appeared on his hand he pushed his prana into the weapon "Vajra!"

The sky was filled with white lightning eradicating the angels by the hundreds.

"But that is..." the fallen where taken back by this.

A weapon of the Vedic mythology... the symbol of Indra.

The angels paused.

Shirou charged with beastly skill... as he now wielded a crimson spear.

His speed was unreal, like a hound of hell...

Shirou used Prana Burst once more and jumped tot he skies, higher than the Fallen Angels.

The spear begun to glow in an eery red and purple, as the wind became death, the area around Shirou became cold...

That spear... It was a spear whose sole concept was to 'kill with certainty' that would 'never fail to pierce the heart', it was an Anti-unit spear, however it had a second function.

The Spear begun to glow bright, nearly screaming from the power it was gathering, begging to be flung.

Anti-Army.

"[Soaring spear that strikes with death]-Gae Bolg!" Shirou yelled as he pushed as much prana as he could muster to the red barbed spear of death.

A deathly scream from the spear being flung was the only sound that heralded what was to come.

The spear was flung with all his might... and then... Death Rained down on the Fallen.

"DODGE IT!" "Defensive position... protect Kokabiel!" they shouted, but it was useless... the attack was overwhelming, no matter what they would do the attack was too fast and too furious to allow defensive maneuvering, the spear had broken in pieces and each carried a B+ rank in attack.

The fallen angels where pierced where they stood, the weakest of them blown into chunks of gore, a spear that would never 'miss to kill' a true anti-army weapon.

It was a massacre all the fallen where being pierced and destroyed, their feathers fluttered around as the bodies laid on the cold uncaring floor.

Crates in the floor spoke of the power the weapon held. The blood of the fallen pooled on each crater a few survivors glared at Shirou with hatred. Many of the bodies laid broken and mangled by power beyond even them.

"A Celtic weapon... and for it to be that weapon... you sure are a scary human" Kokabiel said.

"I have created over a thousand blades... unaware of loss, nor aware of gain"

"FOR LORD KOKABIEL!" the fallen shouted as they continued to attack.

A whole army of thousands against a lone warrior... it was supposed to be a foregone conclusion, however... the lone man had matched the army that threatened to swallow him whole.

Kokabiel then glared at Shirou, his eyes no longer the beautiful blue but yellow and red, showing his outermost raw hatred he could muster to show in his facial expressions.

The devils froze, he never had been serious.

He only used the minimum amount of power necessary to incapacitate them.

Xenovia felt ashamed, never had Kokabiel considered them even a hindrance.

This Kokabiel was not like before, there was no mercy, no holding back, his face cold and detached, planning and making counter measures against what he has seen so far.

Xenovia shivered when she saw into those eyes.

Kokabiel had finally descended, he would take the fight personally.

The young warrior was strong, REALY strong, would he had been born in a era of the past he would be hailed as a hero, a savior even.

But it was not enough, a lone man could not shoulder the weight of his Father's wish.

He still had to test it... his will.

He made his way over the bodies of his friends and soldiers, not once looking at them.

It was not the time to mourn, they all had come with the mindset to die for, to kill for their ideals.

There was no reason to mourn them for he too one day would join them.

But he still felt the pain of loss in his heart.

The young man did not look angry, he did not look sad, he did not look defeated even if there was over hundreds of fallen angels still by Kokabiel side, he did not look defiant as he faced certain doom.

"My fellow fallen... here we have nothing but a man, he is a man tough surrounded by devils, his soul shines bright, his soul is broken and mending, fragmented, but it still shines so bright, I want to believe in the potential of that person, but one man does not a world make, so my fellow comrades, we shall test that spirit, we shall attack with all our might and crush that, or be crushed by it... so I call upon you all... we may die today, or we may win but die sometime else... but still... I ask you... WILL YOU FOLLOW ME!? EVEN IF OUR FATHER HAS LONG SINCE LEFT THIS WORLD... WILL YOU CONTINUE TO SPREAD HIS WILL!?" Kokabiel said the last part in a roaring voice.

"HOOOOOOO!" the fallen yelled.

Shirou smiled, this guy... his charisma would rank up to Saber's... his followers, his soldiers.

They loved him, they cared for him, and he did the same to them.

So, for them, giving their life for him was the only way they could repay him.

The news of God's demise came as a shock to all, devil's and church agents alike, thankfully Irina was unconscious for it.

"G... God... is... is dead?" Asia said as she passed out due to sheer shock of that.

Even tough she was a devil she always believed in the mercy of God, that he was watching over them and protecting them... to hear such a thing... here of all places.

"B... but how, then how does exorcism, rites... holy crosses and holy powers work!?" Xenovia said, unable to believe such a claim, it was hard, so hard to not do what Asia did, her brain wanted to shut down and deny what is going on. To escape this reality.

"Because, even if God is gone his SYSTEM remains, Gabriel the usurper has done a good job at maintaining the system, even if it had decreased it's effectiveness" Kokabiel said. "That bastard pretends to 'stand in for God'... THAT WAS METATRON'S JOB! He is lying and deceiving humans!" Kokabiel said.

"B... but Lord Michael would never-" Xenovia said.

"Tell me then... under whose orders where you told to come here, 2 young girls, admittedly well equipped... come to search alone the Excaliburs without a ranking Exorcist?" Kokabiel said.

"Because... they saw that our skills-"

"Where lacking, and you would die after learning this horrible truth" Kokabiel said with sad eyes.

But to Shirou, this news meant nothing... after all... he was a human that came after the 'Age of the God's' all the gods where gone or dead, so this revelation did not do anything to him.

"I said I would save you... and that you would die with a smile... I shall deliver my promise Kokabiel" Shirou said.

"I have withstood pain to create many weapons, waiting for one's arrival I have no regrets"

The image of his lost Saber, the promise that kept him going.

"I am waiting for you"

"This is the only path"

"ATTACK!"

"Touei, Kaishi... Hyoui keiken kyoukan shuryou ...Koutei kanryou….Zen touei taiki...Teishi kaitou" Shirou chanted.

Around him weapons of all kinds could be seen, swords, spear, lances, halberds, name it and it was there.

"ZEN TOUEI RENZOKU SOUSHA!" he yelled.

The sky and the ground... painted in blood and gore... spears and halberds and swords and the like appeared out of nowhere and shoot out like bullets from all over.

The fallen did not retreat, they instead either marched forward or used their own bodies to protect Kokabiel, the raining of blades was too much, even if they used their holy powers to create weapons, they would only shatter at the contacts with weapons of higher 'authority' even if they where inferior to those the Fallen made.

The army that was thousands, reduced to hundreds... the hundreds now where reduced to a few dozens.

"He... he... his power..." one fallen angel said in shock, using his own power to create swords that would shot out like that.

"Is like fighting the power of 'war' incarnate!" said the other.

Shirou discarded his blade and closed his eyes

"my whole life has been... UNLIMITATED BLADE WORKS!"

With that... fire surrounded them all.

The fire spread to all sides

"COVER YOURSELVES!" the devils and fallen yelled as they tried to avoid the fire that consumed it all.

They didn't make it in time.

"W... we are not dead?" Rias said as she felt no heat nor pain from the fire.

They all opened their eyes and where arrested by what had transpired.

No longer where they at the school.

Even Sona's peerage had been shocked at this...

This place.

It was a barren desert... a 'a kingdom of rubble littered with countless swords anchored in the ground like grave markers in a wasteland', this was the place they now found themselves in.

A place that seemed like a battlefield where there where no winners, and only the blades remained to mark the place where the person fell.

The place was bathed in twilight from the extended horizon.

"This place... why... why does it make me?" Asia said as she saw the visage in front of her.

It was lonely, it was sad, it was terrible it was cruel...

All those swords, lonely... blade first on the ground as markers for the graves of the ones that had fallen in battle.

Xenovia where shocked by it as well... as they could see and sense the power of the blades in front of them.

"Those... those are Holy Swords... and Cursed Demonic swords... there are even mundane ones that hold a rather considerable power as well... and total mundane ones..." Kiba said in shock.

"Is this a sacred gear?" Rias asked herself out loud.

"What is this place?" Kokabiel asked in awe at this 'miracle' that has just transpired in front of him.

"Welcome Kokabiel... to the center of my power... this is my world of steel... Unlimited Blade Works" Shirou said.

"B... brother... what... where are we?" Rias asked, shocked at the strange happenings, they where confused, they where on their school fighting for their life... and now they are in a strange alien place.

"This is my soul manifested... my own inner world brought out... what you face now Kokabiel is not a lone person anymore... look around and see... blades of heroes and villains both the great and the small alike... Come Kokabiel... I shall show you the answer you seek" Shirou said.

"His soul he says" Kiba said in shock at the absurdity of it all.

"This... is a world? You created a world?" Kokabiel said in shock. "Do you know what you have done...? YOU created a WORLD, Shirou... A WORLD! That is only something that a God could do... something that only they can accomplish, Father with Heaven, Odin with Valhalla, Hades with the Land of the Death... you forged a realm... and you say you did this?" Kokabiel said in shock and awe.

"Ha... ahaha...HAhahahahahahaha" he laughed.

Kokabiel laughed as tears rolled down his face "So this is what Father spoke of, what he saw in mankind that day... the pinnacle of humanity... the potential of mankind... and his soul"

"No... it is not the pinnacle, not even close" Shirou said with his eyes closed.

"It's... not?" Kokabiel asked.

"Kokabiel... you of all should understand, what the potential of humanity is like... what you seek is something beyond even this world of steel, with humans there is more... there is always more" Shirou said.

"There is... more?" Kokabiel said in shock.

To create a world where once was essentially a God and declare such a thing not the pinnacle?

He smiled "pffttt- hahahahaha, you are right... of course you are right, there is always more to see and discover, I've nearly forgotten with your kind there is always more, as you are a race that embodies potential" Kokabiel said as he wiped tears from his eyes and chuckled with mirth.

"Will you surrender?" Shirou asked

"Will devils stop hunting humans?" Kokabiel asked.

Shirou shook his head. He would not lie to him, he couldn't lie to him.

"Humanity as a whole has become weaker as a whole, because there are so many and created weapons, humans themselves are weak, if you where to compare a human from 500 years ago with a current ones you would see the difference, there was a time that humans, those without sacred gears, could fight against creatures of the dark, but now they don't NEED too... so in a way, this is a test" Shirou said.

"A test?" Kokabiel asked.

"To see if they can survive and evolve once more, and discard their weak selves to what is to come... it is no coincidence that you stirred this war... something big is coming, and this is the opening of what is to come, you deciding to start this 'war'... means that it's already on the move, something big... and thus we needed to see what it was, to have a taste of it... a way to be prepared, even if you decided to do so it's clearly because the 'world' had nudged you to do so." Shirou said. "Sometimes... you show your love by hurting the ones you love, like a lion throwing their cubs down the ravine"

Kokabiel opened his eyes in shock.

"I see... but no... I cannot surrender, I need to find it... my answer" Kokabiel said.

"I will give you the answer you seek... is the least I can do" Shirou said as he opened his hand "After all I can understand, the hell you have been trough... I understand it"

"Kiba, and you girl from the church... look at this carefully, Kiba... this is what you sought to destroy... and you church girl, this is what the REAL one is like" Shirou said.

A scenery that could only be described as hell... Flames as far as the eye can see, the pervasive stench of the dead...where people laid dead and dying, Wishing for help when all hope was lost... what I felt when that wish was granted. The look of relief on Kiritsugu's face when he saved me... that's where I begun.

I admired his wish... Kiritsugu's, a wish to help others because it was so beautiful, so I never had any other passion to call my own, a complete hypocrite.

A cruel/a beautiful justice.

There is something that EMIYA had forgotten...

Shirou saw the images of EMIYA's actions... a open field with many dead men with military weapons, dead and rotting on the floor done in by skillful shots of an arrow.

"I saw hell"

The scenery changed, it was in an underground tunnel, bodies of children and adults killed, decomposing as the flies feasted on their flesh.

"I saw hell"

Another field where many bodies laid out, many men and women dead on the floor with rifles and other weapons...

"I saw hell"

An image of the Shirou who made a pact with Alaya.

"I saw the hell that I would arrive to one day"

"For the first time, I saw Hell"

A young boy, walking towards the flames, the city laid in ruins as he continued to look for 'something'.

The young boy, breathing hard, stumbling as he walked, in pain at what he saw, in pain at what he felt.

"Oi... that's hell you're walking to" Shirou said.

The boy fell down, but he couldn't give up, he stubbornly picked himself up and continued to go forward.

"What was the point of my surviving that hell?"

The young boy, with tears on his eyes continued to walk forward regardless of the pain

"Why was I spared?"

The scene changed, the boy was now buried under rubble as a lone man dressed in black came up to it, he looked desperate, his hands bleeding from digging under the ruble to find anyone... anyone, to atone for his sins.

And he found the boy, with no hesitation, even wounded and tired, he begun to work his way to save the young boy.

And so Shirou was moved and begun to walk towards them.

"Oi, that's Hell you're walking into" EMIYA said from behind.

Shirou smiled... "This is what EMIYA had forgotten... yes, at first it was due to admiration... but that admiration was build on a wish... a wish for this Hell to be undone, the unfulfilled wish of a man who only wanted to help others, but who lost everything in the end"

His body glowed in a golden light... and it stopped, the glow stopped glowing and settled in his heart.

He then stepped forward into the hell of his childhood, walking towards where Kiritsugu and his old self where, as he walked up the rubble he was enveloped in myst, the hill of rubble changed into a lonely hill... a lone sword

"Are you okay with this? Even if that life will be that of a machine?" EMIYA asked.

"Yes, even if that life is dripping with hypocrisy, I'll keep striving to be a hero of justice" Shirou said

He grabbed the sword, a flame surrounded his hands.

The blade accepted this person.

A sheath of gold, decorated in blue accents and words that even the devils could not understand... the language of the Fae was a magical one after all.

Shirou drew the blade out of the scabbard, his hand still engulfed by the fire, not harming him in the least.

The scabbard, implanted inside of him by Kiritsugu, what changed his origin and element to that of 'sword'... a connection to her blade... why he would never be denied to use it.

And light shone on the waste land.

"you grab it like so" a gentle voice said to Shirou.

"Yes... like so" Shirou said to the air.

"It seems the young boy I saved from that hell... has grown into a fine young man" a man dressed in a black suit, his eyes, tough empty, had tears at seeing his son become that which he himself had discarded so long ago.

"Wow... that onii-san... he is strong... I wish to be like him!" a young little boy with red hair said as he watched as Shirou pulled the sword with the scabbard.

"eh... the most hypocrite of all... a fool that follows a delusion of a wish... 'to never have to see people cry'... to 'save'... you even sided with devils themselves, the begins so far removed from justice... tell me then, how will it go from here?" a man with white hair and a blood-red outfit.

"Emiya Shirou is one who is a hypocrite, a person who is broken and cannot do but to go forward... yes, that is the correct answer, Emiya Shirou would not be Emiya Shirou if he wasn't like this" EMIYA said with a smirk.

Saber's presence was next to him, he could feel her scent deeply engraved into the blade, even if it was just an echo... he could feel her, her warmth and her love, her hands placed over his' and showed him the correct way to hold the blade and unleash it's true power.

The devils and the fallen could only see in shock and wonder as the blade shone with power and radiance.

A holy sword, a sword above all other.

They wanted to praise the blade, but words failed them.

Calling such a blade beautiful would only dirty it... words of admiration failed them.

The power and the pressure of the blade brought them all to their knees.

It was a sword... the ultimate sword, a god-forged weapon, a Last Phantasm, forged by the planet as the 'crystallization of the wishes of mankind' stored and tempered within the planet.

A blade made from people's conception, legends weaved only out of hope. It is not a myth or inhuman work, but a "crystal trained by the heart alone", making it reign as the strongest fantasy. It is the crystallization of the prayer named "glory" and everything etched in the hearts of those who are scattered at the sword's radiance; the nostalgic, sorrowful, and hallowed dream of those who were placed on the bloody hell called a battlefield, of all warriors past, present, and future fully exposed to the fear of death and despair, and who still cling to a desire: "to be exalted."

Kiba fell to the ground in shock...

"I... is this what I wanted to destroy?" He said as tears fell down from his eyes "Something so radiant, so beautiful... so warm... is that what I wanted to break, to destroy and defile?"

"Live Kiba" a voice said around him.

Wisps of golden lights danced around them all... Holy power that did not burn the devilkin... but it was warm... like the embrace of a mother long gone reunited with her brood.

A warm embrace like that of a long lost friend and or sibling... it rejected none but the wicked, and none in here where like that.

He looked around as the golden wisps they took human form.

Kiba broke in tears... they where the ones who had died to give him a chance in life.

A chance he never got... he had died after all.

True he was reborn as a devil but...

"Kiba... you cannot live like this, you have not lived at all... do not seek revenge for us who are gone... we never wanted to be avenged" a small child said

The wisps surrounded Kiba and many more shapes took form of kinds of all ages and genders.

"So stand and live, that is all we ever wanted, whether as a human or as a devil... live" they said as they embraced him.

Tears fell down his eyes "Was... what was I doing really called living? Have I ever truly been alive?" he asked himself as he saw the splendor of the blade.

Xenovia no the other hand felt a familiar warmth of an embrace she had long stopped feeling.

"Mother?" she said in surprise... tears flowed from her eyes as she saw her long gone mother once more with her.

"You have grown much my little ray of light..." Xenovia's mother said with a chuckle as she looked at her daughter. "What a miserable state you are now... haven't I taught you anything?" she said.

"I am sorry mother" she said.

"Is ok... just learn from your mistakes... live, learn and forgive, I never raised you to be so cold" she said, "Smile and be happy else you will never find a boyfriend" she said with a smile

"M-mother!" she said as she blushed deeply. Her mother laughed at her cute reaction.

"Kuroka-neesan" Koneko said with a sorrowful tone, tears rolled down as the image of her sister appeared before her, she was kind, yet playful-looking.

"I am sorry I hurt you... but I had to do what I done... you may not understand... someday... I will tell you... I hurt you so much... but I done that so you could be safe from his claws... I never meant to part from you... I love you my sister... Shirone... my calming sound"

A blade that it's presence alone was enough to introduce itself. A blade that was the envy of any and all blades, a blade that was, is and shall never be anymore.

And all know it's name

"Kokabiel... I understand the reason behind your madness, I understand it, so much it hurts, but that path is wrong, there are hundreds of devils that never done anything, who only wish for peace, to live and love, same as the other factions... I understand Kokabiel... but... I cannot allow you to follow that path..." Shirou said as he rose the blade

"EX...

Power of light begun to be siphoned by the blade light begun to emerge from it... a pillar of light.

Like a sun's corona, the golden light of the sword's power irradiated the twilight wasteland. Bathing it with it's golden light

The power was so much the even the dirt and debris was being pushed away.

The pillar of light pierced the heaven's themselves, clearing the sky, it was as the sun had rose from the land, the blade shone brighter than before.

Kokabiel gazed upon the light... and a warm feeling embraced him "Father?" Kokabiel said as tears dropped from his eyes. He was ecstatic, seeing his Lord, his Father in that light.

A woman dressed in blue appeared behind Shirou, gently her hands grabbed his own and position him in the correct stance.

"That is how is done"

"CALIBUR!" Shirou and the woman behind him both yelled.

Rias saw the woman in blue... even if she was small, petite, her stance, her presence...

It was that of an 'ideal king'.

She looked with no small amount of jealousy and envy at her, she was perfect, there is no doubt, a strong and kind, a King who was praised and a image to aspire to be.

One question was forefront in Rias's mind...

What was that woman's connection with Shirou? Her brother? And Who was her?

The sword descended, sending a beam of colossal light upon the fallen angels.

Rather than dodging... Kokabiel opened his arms, welcoming the attack... shedding some tears as he saw it getting closer "Can you see them Father? Look at how it shines... bright so bright... I dare say brighter than you ever did..." his voice was that laced of ecstasy and disbelief.

Laughter spilled out of his lips "You where right Father! YOU WHERE RIGHT!" pure and unadulterated joy was his laughter as the attack meet him, his followers erected shielding spells over barriers over spell over barrier over spell over their own bodies as they tried to protect Kokabiel.

The attack tore trough it all, ignoring the protections, shattering the offensive things as a afterthought.

As the light consumed them all... for a fraction of a second... Kokabiel's wings and hair turned into a beautiful color of gold.

And then he was gone...

And the army he brought as well.

The lone last loyal son, returned to meet with his long gone Father... to be at his side.

And the fight was done... and the dead laid there.

Shirou sighed... he released the blade as it fell to the ground, his body ached, a byproduct of using Prana Burst without much preparation beforehand, and the use of Excalibur in his world.

If he had Archer's power level, he would have died already, but here... his power far surpassed that of the heroic spirit EMIYA.

A boon? A gift? A cruse? Who knows?

And with but a thought the barren wasteland of blades was gone, and they where back to their school.

And then he collapsed... something akin to electric shock begun to course trough his body

"I might have more power... but I can only use so much at any given time" Shirou said as he fell to the floor twitching in pain

"SHIROU!" the devils yelled.

They rushed up to him, what had happened for him to convulse in such a way?

Chapter end