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Summary: No matter what he does, no matter what universe he is in, Shirou Emiya has always and will always give everything he has to protect his loved ones. Even if it means taking up the life that he gave up in his previous life. BAMF Shirou
Chapter [11]: Kill Your Heroes
(Students Council Room)
(Third Person POV)
It was a comfortable sofa. In midst of the anxious looking members, Emiya Shirou looked like a man with way too much experience in such situations.
It was incidentally the case.
When Sona barged in, she looked ruffled. It was unusual on her face but Shirou preferred people to be like that. Better to be troubled and honest rather than calm but fake.
Straight to the point or the distractions, Madam President?
"Let's talk over the chess." She more or less ordered.
Distractions it is.
"I doubt I would offer much amusement." Shirou said, even as he took the seat. Humouring her perhaps.
"You can offer answers, though." She was moving like a machine. Well-practiced moves, a bit standard but effective.
Pawns were being arranged like criss cross, controlling the centre.
Aggressive.
"You don't want to do that." A voice came from within.
" I never knew you to be a purveyor of the game of chess, dragon."
"I dabble."
Images came of a series of moves. A queen sacrifice?
Risky.
Meh, the game was lost anyways. Shirou had never had much of an aptitude for… well anything not related to swords.
Stupid Origin, stupid Element and stupid being an incarnation.
"What are you?" She was not taking the bait.
"I am a human."
"Humans don't punch people through concrete walls."
"You don't punch people through walls, yet you are not human."
Shirou didn't have the aptitude but he did have a married life once upon a time. Sona knew that Shirou was the defender in the Kiba fiasco but she was fishing for information by trying to guilt him.
Too bad it didn't work on him, anymore.
"Yeah, you finally learnt after the Tsundere guilt tripped you for like four decades."
He would have defended Tohsaka but she kind of was…
Evil witch.
"Well I learnt, didn't I?"
"Then she enslaved you with sex."
Evil witch with THICC thighs. Shirou had no guilt.
Skill activated (Eroge Protagonist)
"I fail to see your meaning." Sona was virtually unfappable.
"Your shadow."
The sun was casting shadow at an angle.
Two bat-like wings projected from the President's shadow.
"You don't seem surprised."
"I have met devils before."
"And what did you think of them."
At this point she finally looked up, looking him straight in the eye.
Heavily dominated by white pieces, Sona had every right to be confidence.
A sole queen and knight protected the black king while his few remaining pieces were scattered/stuck. The white on the other hand was virtually untouched. She had won. All but the grandmasters of chess would say.
"Why did you help me?" Shirou Emiya asked, inwards.
"I did not."
"You basically gave me a victory on a silver platter." Shirou was confused by the actions of the greatest of dreams.
"Yet it was Sona that I helped."
"By causing her to lose?"
"Sometimes, the greatest help we can do for someone, is to let them fall. Defeat her, that's the best thing for her dreams."
Shirou didn't even think.
Skill activated (Hero of Justice)
"I think that Devils are just like humans." Shirou answered Sona's question and moved his knight.
"Are you familiar with peerage?"
Sona would win in three moves. The queen was open, and the king would be defenceless.
"I am afraid, I can't accept your offer."
"An offer you haven't even heard." Sona was curious. Shirou found it cute. She reminded him of Luvia Edelfelt.
Now if only Luvia had stopped trying to one up Rin over him every time. Rin had been the mother of his children and that was that. He did wonder what happened to her.
In the world of unlimited blade, a single blade stood alone. Strong but cursed. Its name was (FORBIDDEN) EDELFELT EMIYA. A blade that had tasted the blood of the one who had forged him.
The world of the swords, rejected the memory for the sake of its wielder.
Never mind, it probably wasn't important.
"Any offer you make is meaningless, if the price is too high." Shirou answered.
"You value your humanity that much?" She looked disappointed but took his queen anyway.
Checkmate in two.
"I value my loyalty that much." He had chosen his King long ago and Sona wasn't her.
(Play FSN Zero OST – Time Alter)
His black knight moved.
Taking her pawn while pinning her castle and bishop in place.
That finally got a reaction out of her.
"What?"
She moved defensively. Securing her king, everything else was secondary.
But sometimes it is our own protections that hurt us.
The black knight moved once more, taking the castle and once more pinning more pieces. The lonely bishop which was had seemingly been stuck was now actively targeting the king.
"Check."
The white king was in danger, this time.
She moved him further inside, already able to tell what was to come.
Maybe the black knight was intentionally made like a horse because people would be surprised how often it turns out to be the "dark horse".
"Checkmate."
Sometimes, it is our own protections that suffocate us.
An endgame choke.
The white king was surrounded by an armada of his strongest pieces, but they were worse than useless, having hindered his mobility but not of the knight.
There was no place to go.
A sense of horror dawned on Sona which Shirou thought was exaggerated.
Imagine his surprise when the chess board erupted in a magical circle and exploded in a shower of light.
When vision came to be, a sole beautiful woman stood where the board and the table had been.
She was looking at him.
"I see you are the one who has won my daughter's hand."
Shirou had no answer to that.
Somehow, Shirou had a feeling that someplace, somewhere a gigantic red dragon was laughing his ass off.
Incidentally, the Great Red was having trouble breathing as he could barely manage to squeeze in a gasp in between his bouts of laughter.
It had been a horrible day for Emiya Shirou when Great Red had realized that Shirou was as gullible as a three-year-old when something barely heroic was mentioned.
This was going to be a running joke.
(Emiya Shirou POV)
"So, let me get this straight."
Shirou said with the calm of someone whose very life was a series of bullshit and more bullshit.
Incidentally, if Shirou's origin/element had not been sword, they would have been bullshit.
"You." He said pointing at Lady Sitri," want to follow some stupid pureblood tradition and so have been sending hordes of prospects at your daughter."
"And you." He pointed at Sona." Have agreed to be bound in a magical contract to whosoever wins a stupid chess match."
They nodded. Shirou wondered if this was the real reason his hair always goes white.
"Now if only your parents would sign the contract."
Kiritsugu was sitting with them and the contract was with him. He was intently reading it.
"Wait Irisviel signed it?!"
"She practically ripped it from my hand when I mentioned grandchildren."
Kiritsugu if anything was amused. Glad that at least he knew how stupid everything was.
"She also said that if you don't sign it, you would have to sleep on the couch for a week."
In rare moment, Shirou idly was thankful for his mother's cluelessness.
Kiritsugu, bless his soul, what would have he hate more? Damning his son to a family of literal devils or sleeping on a couch for a week.
It was no choice.
Frankly it was no choice.
Kiritsugu signed the contract in an instant.
Fuck me and my life.
(Einzbern Mansion)
With a force that defied comprehension, the doors of the Einzbern Mansion exploded inward.
Jubstacheit Einzbern was entirely unaffected. He gestured to Serafall Leviathan to take the seat.
For once, the usually cheerful woman was looking entirely the Satan she was.
Crisp business suit and a staff.
"Release my sister."
As the magical Lord of Emiya Shirou, the real contract was held by him. Those signed by his parents were but legal formalities.
"Done."
Jubstacheit passed her a contract of dissolution, signed and ending the betrothal instantly.
Disbelievingly Serafall took it and carefully read the contract. It was genuine.
That was easy.
Way too easy.
"Why?" That was a question worth asking. Jubstacheit motioned her to drink her tea which was getting cold.
She took a sip.
"Because I want Shirou to be happy with being part of the Einzberns. That is a step in that direction."
"Cut the crap, you never cared about other people."
He smiled at the Leviathan indulgingly.
"The others were never worth caring."
Serafall took her leave. Her work was done. Sona was free.
"Besides she was not the right person for Shirou anyway." The lord of Einzberns said airily as she was leaving.
It stopped her right in tracks.
"And what do you mean by that?"
The air filled with magical energy and ice. The guards moved to protect him, but he motioned them to stop.
They wouldn't even slow down an enraged Satan much less save him.
Like always, it was up to him to save himself.
"She is too immature. A single chess match is too random to make a life decision."
"It is her choice."
"A choice that will cost her very dearly now."
Frost gathered in his lungs.
Jubstacheit idly wondered how she would kill him. Freeze him solid, choke him or perhaps make his lungs burst. And if so whether slow or fast?
"Explain."
That was not good. Her skin was beginning to melt. Her powers were overwhelming her control. She was going to transform.
Worst of all, her voice was like grating of glaciers together.
"Rejected by a human mage. The devils will never respect her."
He was having difficulty in breathing.
"It all would change however if…"
He couldn't speak anymore, so thick was the ice crystals in his lungs.
In lieu of words he threw a scroll at her.
She caught it in one hand which barely looked human anymore and read it.
It was an assassination contract.
She was prepared to kill anyone to save her sister. Even Sirzechs or the other Satans were nothing to her, yet the two words shocked her all the same.
Such was the shock that ice and magic instantly disappeared.
Jubstacheit took a deep breath.
In bold red letters were written the words EMIYA SHIROU.
(Jubstacheit POV)
In the night time, in the dreams.
I dreamed of a dragon. Great and Red.
"Are you angry that I ordered a hit on Shirou?" The dragon had to be displeased, I had done the exact opposite of ensuring the inheritance.
"I can read your reasoning and thought." The dragon finally said.
"It is a risky plan, but I like it."
"I am pleased."
That night, Jubstacheit dreamed of a woman in white and times as innocent as her. It wasn't real, but it was all that he had anymore.
In morning, she faded away, but he could smell her in his memories.
She smelled of tulips.
The dragon of dreams had faded away completely from his mind once more.
(Emiya Shirou POV)
In the night time, in the dreams.
I dreamed of a dragon. Blue and Royal.
She had the blood of a dragon and when she got angry, she certainly raged like one.
Yet he loved her as he sat with her on a hill on a distant Utopia.
Then Serafall Leviathan dropped a fucking iceberg on him.
(Next Time: Shirou vs Serafall)
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