I own nothing, none of the characters or series used in this. Heck, I don't even own the laptop I'm writing this on.
At the end of the chapter, I'll put in the usual description of the Servant and their Abilities, and if any of you want to use any Servant portrayed here as is, with the same Noble Phantasms, abilities etc., please feel free. I only ask that you credit me and PM me with a link so I can read your story too.
Who's next ? YOU DECIDE !
I will only use characters you have suggested in your reviews for all my oneshots ! So please, go ahead, review and suggest !~
The Grail was twisted. The Grail was corrupted. The Grail wanted an Avenger. In one timeline, the personification of All the World's Evils was given form and wreaked havoc and misery. In another, even something as twisted as the Grail made a mistake when it looked for an Avenger who would cause pain and suffering to all. Its choice was a man renowned for his ability to cause fear. The only problem was he was the worst possible choice for the Grail to act against humanity with.
Instead, Avenger would do what he was known for in life.
The slight shifting of the shadows was almost entirely missed by Assassin. Some sixth sense frantically warned him to move and he was too canny and experienced a warrior to deny his senses. Instantly, Assassin flung himself off the beam he was perched on, landing gracefully on a rooftop a few dozen feet below.
Looking up, he made out a jet-black projectile whirring through the space where he had once stood. The projectile had been aimed for his torso, instead of the back of his head where it would have been an instant kill. Did this mean that the assailant's aim was bad, or was he confident that the projectile would kill even when it struck the torso? Assassin fervently hoped for the former, but he knew that someone who was able to sneak up on him (the thought still incredulous) was too skilled to have bad aim.
So, the projectile was to be avoided at all costs, then.
Which class, though, was this Servant, for only a Servant could have skill sufficient to avoid detection by him? Archer seemed the most likely bet, judging by the projectile.
Another slight shifting of the shadows behind Assassin, and he turned frantically, sword out and parrying another projectile. Wincing, Assassin waited for something to happen, but the projectile clanged off harmlessly. Why was it aimed at the torso? Did his assailant just have bad aim? Was he over-confident? Or (and this thought nearly made Assassin laugh) did he just not want to kill him?
Well, Assassin mused, whoever it was would soon learn how bad that decision was. Besides, he was only one part of the true Assassin, one aspect of his form created by his Noble Phantasm anyway. Were he to perish in the fight, True Assassin would know all he discovered before his death. He leapt with fluid grace into the darkness.
Seconds later, True Assassin discovered one of his bodies was incapacitated and dispersed it. A review of the body's memories threw up images of a midnight cloak whipping through the air and an overwhelming sense of fear.
True Assassin would not admit it, but he was nervous.
"Emiya Kiritsugu." the voice growled. The Magus Killer could do nothing but splutter incoherently in response. Hanging as he was, held upside down on the edge of a skyscraper's roof, he had been summarily disarmed by the unknown assailant, and Maiya had been knocked out. Kiritsugu didn't know how this man had discovered the true Master of Saber, but he had to do something. "You killed innocents."
Kiritsugu mentally admitted that he had, but he wanted to point out that he had only done so when he had to kill a few people to save many. The assailant's sheer presence, however, seemed to discourage the battle-hardened Kiritsugu from even moving.
Luckily for Kiritsugu, his mind and his magic represented his deep, burning desire to escape this man as a command to his Servant, and with a faint shattering, the air was warped and Arturia Pendragon summoned to his side.
Caught off-balance by the sudden summoning, Saber faltered for a split-second, and that was enough for the masked man to send Kiritsugu flying casually into Saber, before appearing to blend into the shadows of the far side of the roof.
"Remember this, Kiritsugu," said the voice Kiritsugu would never forget all his life, "you're no hero."
The first time Caster knew someone had entered his domain was when a blunted projectile knocked out his Master. Clearly whoever it was had expected his prana supply to diminish, but, Gilles de Rais swore, they would regret not killing Uryuu when they had a chance to. Still, as far as he could make out, only dark shadows reigned over the area.
"Oh? Who are you?" cackled the mad nobleman, "and where are you?"
The only response was a circular object tossed at him that exploded with a searing flash of light. Unconsciously, Caster closed his eyes, his mind and body already working on making the incantation for calling on a widespread shower of lightning. Before he could complete it, what felt like a hammer struck his jaw, sending him careening backwards into – or rather, through – the wall.
Wincing, Caster abandoned all sense, his eyes growing wider and blood-flecked, as he called forth his Noble Phantasm, Prelati's Spellbook. A cursed spellbook that was a monster by itself, it could call on water demons from another dimension, and Caster called forth a particularly viciously tentacled one, sending it slithering towards the position he had last seen the man in.
The monster forced itself into the hole Gilles had made, its body the size of a truck, shattering the wall into debris – and instantly came flying backwards at Caster, who was forced to dodge.
What the-
With a satisfying thrumming noise, a jet-black vehicle had appeared out of nowhere, striking the creature at a high speed, throwing both out of the building and back towards Caster. Not finished, a panel on the side of the vehicle slid open, revealing sleek silvery metal that began spraying the creature with flames and bullets.
Before Caster could pull himself together, another projectile buried itself into the Spellbook, and some detached part of Caster's mind wondered whether it was a coincidence that it looked like a bat – then, without warning, the projectile detonated in a violent surge of electricity that brought Caster to his knees, the Spellbook singed and smoking, to fall out of his hands.
As a violent kick flew towards his jaw, Caster could finally get a good look at his assailant. All he could make out were grays and blacks, a hooded, menacing cowl and the image of a bat on his torso, before the kick connected solidly, sending Caster into unconsciousness.
"You asked who I was," said the man. "I'm the goddamn Batman."
"In today's headlines: the crime rate of Fuyuki City has dipped over 30% in the last two weeks! Criminals have been found delivered to the police and are claiming that a 'fearsome demon of the night' attacked them. Also, the various gas leaks that had been claiming lives randomly in the City have been absent as well. Finally, police have yet to discover the perpetrators who keep flashing the signal of a giant bat in the night-sky. Officials say they believe this to be the work of delinquents, and…"
Alright ! So there's the tenth one. Please, go ahead and suggest characters! If I don't get any suggestions, I can't make the next chappy…
And also, my apologies! I haven't been updating like I used to, but college is wringing me dry lately. It's all I can do to catch a good night's sleep nowadays.
The first Avenger, and boy-oh-boy is he a badass! It's Batman. Really, there's not much more I can say beyond this, except to repeat that he is BATMAN.
The suggestion to use Batman-as-Avenger came from Fenrir of the North. Well, here it is, folks!
If I have to explain to you who Batman is, you must either be an alien or an artificial life form.
Class: Avenger
Master: The Grail (supposedly)
True Name: Batman
Titles: The Dark Knight, The Caped Crusader
Sex: Male
Height/Weight: Exact details unknown
Alignment: Lawful Good
Strength: B
Endurance: B
Agility: B
Mana: B
Luck: B
Noble Phantasm: A
Class Skills-
Riding- B
The expertise to ride animals and vehicles.
Avenger was an expert driver in his lifetime, and indeed one of his Noble Phantasms is a vehicle. He possesses sufficient aptitude for the skill to be summoned as a Rider if required.
Presence Concealment- A
The ability to hide one's presence as a Servant.
Avenger is an expert at stealth tactics, and uses them to full advantage. Indeed, he could even be summoned as Assassin, although his moral code prevents him from taking full advantage of the darkness to kill enemy Masters.
Personal Skills-
Battle Continuation- A
The strength of vitality for predicaments. Also, the ability to withdraw from combat and reach allied territory alive after being defeated.
Avenger can continue battling even with fatal wounds through sheer force of will. Numerous times in life he has been injured, but has yet successfully defeated stronger opponents or escaped to his lair.
Discernment of the Detective- A
The ability to obtain all possible information about a place or person through observation or deduction.
Avenger, when in life, was honoured with the epithet of 'The World's Greatest Detective' due to his skill in the art. His deductive skills were unparalleled in his time, although a few people in history have been slightly better than him. Avenger uses his skills to track down his prey.
Expert of Many Specialisations- B
The access to, and use of, many expert skills.
Avenger is an expert at not only multiple forms of martial arts, but also at acting, disguise, detection, tracking, technology, memorisation and multiple other fields.
Spectre of Vengeance- B
Avenger's legend began due to his quest for the murderer of his parents, and a burning desire for vengeance for the same. As a result, whenever summoned as an Avenger, and fighting against someone his moral code declares to be evil, Avenger gains a one-rank boost in all his skills. This makes him a force to be reckoned with.
Noble Phantasms-
The Legend of the Bat "Creator of Cowardice and Superstition" : B+
Avenger's permanently active Noble Phantasm. It causes an almost tangible aura of dread and terror to surround his presence. Often it causes enemies to be unable to concentrate sufficiently when confronted with him, and prevents them from even taking in all the details of his appearance, unless negated with A-rank Bravery. It can even prevent them from remembering their trump cards. When facing someone who is a 'justified target' and has committed some crime in Avenger's mind, the rank of this Noble Phantasm rises to A+ and only EX-rank Bravery can resist this.
The Batmobile "Metallic Steed of the Night" : A
Avenger's mount and vehicle most commonly associated with him in life. It is a large, sleek, jet-black car which is bulletproof and can withstand almost all damage other than direct attack from Noble Phantasms. It wields a veritable arsenal of weapons, ranging from machine-guns and flame-throwers to spike-fields and tasers. It also has supplementary features including an auto-pilot. It is capable of outpacing all other modern vehicles.