Update 1:
SPOILER ALERT!
Maybe I need to make a few things clear... This Naruto is an AU! Naruto. I say as much in the prologue. Therefore, because he went through different experiences, he's going to be somewhat different.
Honestly, I think the entire part where he speaks about campaigning with Rider would be evident of that... Just putting that out there, because some people think I'm using Canon! Naruto in this fic.
Edited the part where Lancelot and Saber talk about food.
Spoiler end.
A/N:
This is completely unrelated to this chapter... kind of. As a kind of side note, I do in fact have a challenge going on for this fic. An Omake challenge, if you will. Details are on my forum but the gist is that any person interested in writing omake can send them to me. If I like it, I'll post it on this story as part of a chapter. Just throwing that out there.
Ahem... On with the chapter.
Avenger is really difficult to characterize, simply because there's really no actual source to refer to for her personality. I did my best, so I'm glad you all are liking the way I'm viewing her personality.
I'm probably going to be making this story forty chapters long, the way things are going. That's a conservative estimate by the way. Odds are, it's going to be even longer.
One last thing before I run the disclaimer. What's going on in the Naruto manga right now? I stopped reading it a while back (About a year ago), so I'm out of the loop a little. Just curious about the insane concoction Kishimoto has cooked up. The guy started out with a good concept, but in my opinion the series kind of... Fell apart. Can't really hate on the man, but I'm a little irked with the way he took things. That's just me however.
Running disclaimer so as to save you from my ramblings. I have a story dedicated to ramblings.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do not own the Nasuverse. Who the fuck do you think I am? I'm just an average joe, dammit! I'm not a genius like Nasu or Kishimoto!
Well, the 'Kishimoto' part is debatable... But I don't own a flipping thing. I'm still sour about that.
WARNING: OOC (some parts), incomplete understanding of lore(feedback appreciated on this topic: I'll check out the wikis or something later.), obviously AU, and probably some emo-ness/angst going on. I am not a professional. Just putting that out there.
Viewer discretion is advised.
Chapter Eleven: Of Men and Monsters (Part Two)
"... Ah, shit."
Waver Velvet mumbled this phrase, clearly worried. The reason he was so anxious?
It would have to be the blond-haired master who was sitting beside his servant.
Said blond-haired master blinked.
"... What? You want something, kid?"
"Naruto, I believe the boy is terrified of you." Saber muttered underneath her breath.
"What? I'm not that intimidating!"
"After holding off Berserker in a sword battle, you put shrapnel in his armor by blowing him up. You then proceeded to kick Lancer's arse to kingdom come, and then decided to burn an entire mansion down with an unquenchable black flame. This was all done within the span of two days."
"Three. Technically, it's been three days."
"Regardless, my point remains. Any normal person would be terrified out of their minds, because the things that you do aren't normal by any definition of the word." She sighed.
"... True." Naruto glanced over at Waver, who was standing completely still. "Oi kid, you alright?"
"I'm not a kid, dammit!" The black-haired boy shouted. He then proceeded to pale.
"Oh god, I'm dead. I'm fucking dead. I mustn't run away. I mustn't run away. I mustn't run away."
"Ah, put a cork in it." Rider proceeded to flick his master on the forehead, sending him flying.
"Ouch!"
"Will he be alright?" Saber wondered.
Rider gave a noncommittal grunt.
"Eh, he'll be fine. Oi, boy. Don't worry about that guy. This war is supposed to be a secret war, right? That's kind of why we're not going at each other's throats at this time, like some sort of wild animal. No offense by the way."
"None taken." Naruto replied, a small smirk on his face. This was quite humorous.
"Anyways, it would defeat the purpose of concealing the nature of this competition if we decided to fight in broad daylight, right?"
Rider laughed heartily.
"Chin up, boy! You have nothing to fear! Besides, this guy is harmless! Well, he is right now."
Naruto winked.
"Rest assured, Waver Velvet. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Ho... Hold on! How do you know my name?!"
"I make it a habit to know the competition. After all, knowledge is power. Or to be more accurate, most of the time knowledge is power. Intelligence is a key factor in any war. How strong are your enemy's armies? How strong is your army? What's morale like on the other side? Provisions? Weapons? Troop movements? Knowing isn't half the battle. It's more like three-quarters of the battle."
Saber nodded at this statement. This was completely accurate. Information was a key part of any battle. Knowing what one's enemy is doing and anticipating his moves: that's the key to success.
Rider cast an appraising eye onto the blond master.
"Ho... You've done this before, haven't you?"
"I've been on my fair share of campaigns. Let's leave it at that. As to how I know your name, I did some research. I have my connections at the Mage's Association after all. Not to mention, I've been doing my own poking around. You really should ward your place of residence a little better."
Waver took a step back.
"You know where I live?"
"I know where most of the masters are living."
"You... Are you omnipotent?"
"Nah. I just spy a lot. It helps when you can mass produce scouts on command. The problem is dealing with the feedback..."
Naruto said this casually, as if the entire talk was of everyday matters. He could have been speaking about anything from what kind of food he had for breakfast to the number of babies he's eaten, and the topic would have been delivered in that same casual tone.
Rider grunted. "Ah, so that's the strange technique you used on the first night. Interesting..."
"Pleasantries aside, I think we had better cut to the heart of the matter Rider. That is to say, I would like to ask you a question." Saber interjected.
"Go ahead."
"Why are you here?" She asked, bluntly.
"Hmm? To learn, of course. To learn more about this world that I was summoned into."
"That's all?"
"Yes. Why do you ask this question?"
"It is of no consequence. I was merely curious as to why you would be spending your time in a library."
"What would you have me do, waste away at home? Do you mean to tell me that you haven't indulged yourself at all, after being summoned?"
"That is none of your business."
"Ah you have, haven't you." Rider laughed uproariously. "That's good to hear. You really should be making the most of this opportunity to walk the mortal plane once more."
Before she was summoned, Saber wouldn't have engaged in any leisurely activities. She would have focused all of her energy into winning the Holy Grail. Now, however, that demeanor had changed.
She was able to relax. After finding out that she had been summoned early and that there was no point in focusing on winning the grail because the war hadn't even started, she began to take some time off and enjoy this modern era that she was summoned into. Saber was finally able to relax a little bit.
Sparring, eating, fighting, and in general, just relaxing.
"I suppose I have." She replied. "I suppose I have."
It felt liberating, to not have to worry about duties or battles. But, Saber was Saber. She was a king, and therefore, she would perform her duty. That was her nature, to be a selfless king that sacrifices herself for the good of her country and people. Therefore, Saber would be drawn to duty and she would perform her duty, and invariably she would choose duty. To do otherwise would be to deny herself, to deny the being that is 'King Arthur'.
"Yes, I have enjoyed my time thus far. I cannot say that it has been boring."
"Hmm... Very well then."
Waver stood.
"Rider! Why did you do that?!"
"You were being loud. You're still being loud. Can you please be quiet? We are in a library after all, aren't people generally quiet in libraries?"
"Anyways, what do you all think of this Caster matter?"
Naruto grunted. The group was currently outside of the library, having been kicked out by an irate librarian.
"The fucker is going down. He needs to go down."
"I see..."
"This has become personal. He has stained my honor as the King of Knights by assuming that I was another being and continuing this assumption that I am another person. Not to mention, he's been murdering the innocent. The people that have nothing to do with this affair. I cannot let that slide, you see." Saber said vehemently.
"Men should not play God with other men's lives." Naruto stated solemnly. "Monsters kill men. Only monsters kill men."
"Oh? Then, who kills the monsters?" Rider asked, slightly amused by Naruto's comment.
"Heroes, of course. Heroes kill monsters. Monsters kill men. Men kill heroes. That's the way of the world. Of course, it's not that simple. Sometimes you get heroes that kill other heroes, or monsters that kill other monsters."
Rider grinned.
"That is an amusing statement you've made there. So then, what are you, you who defeats heroes? Are you implying that you're just a man?"
Naruto smiled. That smile was world-weary, depressed, slightly fatigued. It wasn't a care-free smile. It had a slightly darker undertone to it.
"I'm one of a kind. There will never be another being like me in this world."
"Hoh..."
"..."
Rider stared at Naruto, who continued smiling. However, the blond's eyes were closed.
"... I see."
"No. You actually don't."
Waver cut in, desperate to get away from this uncomfortable topic.
"Eh, Uzumaki..."
"Just call me Naruto."
"Right! Naruto... Just, how are you working so well with Saber? I mean, even Rider has commented on how well you two work together, so... I mean, I was just wondering..."
Naruto glanced at the boy.
"Oh god, please don't eat me..."
Saber raised her hand.
"I believe that I am able to answer this question. It is because we trust one another."
"Eh? What are you talking about?"
Naruto cut in.
"We fought together. Ate together, slept together, spent time with one another. We got to know each other, through the dream cycle, through actual life. I make it a point to refer to our bond as a partnership, because that's what it is. Saber and I, we're kind of using one another. The reason why we work so well together is because of this fact."
"That is to say, Naruto and I have learned how to work together. We became friends over the course of time. Partners. We respect one another, and know one another."
Saber stated, in a brisk and business-like tone.
"If you are having issues with your teamwork, it is probably because you do not know your servant that well."
"Unit cohesion is very important." Naruto muttered. "In any army, the group works better when moving as one, not many. I treat Saber as a person because she is a person. She treats me as a friend because we are friends. Because, after fighting and living with one another for an extended period of time, either you become friends or you become enemies."
He smiled, a more genuine smile this time.
"Fortunately, we became the previous, and not the latter."
"I see..."
"How do you see yourself, Waver Velvet? And how do you view Rider? Once you answer this question, you're probably one step closer to fixing your issue."
"Hah... Hah..."
A little girl wept bitterly, breaths squeaking from a parched throat.
It was a dark room. A dank room, a damp room. It was a room of despair, of bitter tears and cries of pain.
The awful stench of blood and entrails filled the room, acting like some sort of horrid perfume.
"Let's see... Do, re mi... No, that can't be right."
In the darkness as thick as blood, only a single solitary candle flicked. The dim light shone on Uryū Ryūnosuke's face.
Elegant red-stained fingers fondled long strips of some raw meat. To be more specific, this meat was raw intestine. And the owner of said intestines was still alive.
This depraved man was playing with the entrails of the little girl.
Ryūnosuke picked up a tuning fork with his left hand and hit it on the edge of the table.
"Hmm. That's not right... Darn."
On a crucifix on top of a long table, the girl was tied up. It was here that she was tortured, here where her body was toyed with. Here, in this workshop of horror.
"It seems like the 'Human Keyboard' idea didn't work after all. Well, that sucks."
The coppery stench in the air suddenly intensified. A feeling of power could be felt, of raw energy flowing through the room.
"Ah, Sir Bluebeard! Welcome back!"
The fish-eyed servant remained silent.
"Sir Bluebeard? The instrument didn't work... "
"This is... This is..."
"Sir Bluebeard? Is something wrong?"
A hand stretched out. Grasped the head of the girl who was crucified.
"This can't be. This blasphemous God, who tries to confuse me... With a pathetic imitation... How despicable."
The hand squeezed. A head burst, squashed from the massive pressure.
"Sir Bluebeard!"
"T-This..."
"Is something the matter, Sir Bluebeard?"
"I will... I will make this God pay. I'll wipe out that imitation! Then, I'll claim my holy maiden... Yes, that is what I'll do..."
The servant was completely unreasonable. His eyes were rolling, spittle flying, pale fingers clenching and unclenching like demented spiders. The man was insane.
"Ryūnosuke, how many children are still locked in the cells?"
"... There are still eight of them alive. Five died when I played with them."
That was unfortunate for the red-haired man. Fortunately, Caster was capable of weaving magic that could keep the children alive through conditions that would have killed them normally. This was good for Uryū, as he could be more 'creative' and liberal in his art.
"Very good. Start with those eleven; make them sacrifices as soon as possible. When we're finished with them, we'll capture some other children as replacements before tomorrow morning."
"Yes sir, Mr. Bluebeard! Might I ask, what are you going to be doing?"
Caster grinned.
"I am going to be spitting in God's face, and desecrating that despicable imitation. That evil abomination could never be my beloved Jeanne."
"That's cool, Sir Bluebeard! You're the coolest!"
"Waver Velvet, just why are you in this war?"
"Huh?"
Naruto clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
"I mean, why are you here? People have died in this war before, don't you know that? That's something I can't figure out: Why exactly are you here? There's no real motive for you to be here, so what kind of wish do you want? What would you use the Grail for?"
Waver swallowed.
"I... That is to say... I want recognition!"
Complete silence. Naruto and Saber were looking at Waver with an almost pitying expression, while Rider shook his head slowly.
"What? You want to become famous or something?"
"What I want is only to be viewed in an equal light. To make my colleagues at the Clock Tower, who never acknowledged my talent-"
Naruto said nothing, remained impassive. Saber however, looked at Waver with measured distaste.
"That's frivolous. You'd risk your life for something like that?" She asked. "Rider... I pity you, that's really quite sad."
Rider grunted.
"The boy is spirited, but I don't know if his heart's in the right place."
"Oi, stop talking about me like I'm not even here dammit!"
Naruto spoke.
"In any case, that's your wish?" He shrugged. "It's not the best wish, that much I can say. But-"
"What do you know about recognition? You're the apprentice of Zelretch, for crying out loud! When did you ever have to worry about recognition?!"
Saber sucked in a breath. A small action, barely discernible, but at the same time...
The blond magus said nothing, merely turned his back on Waver Velvet.
"Saber."
"Ah... Yes?"
"You hungry? Let's go home and eat some lunch."
"I am feeling slightly peckish."
Waver seethed. Was this guy ignoring him?
"Oi, don't look down on me, dammit!"
"Waver Velvet."
And then, Naruto looked at him. And he was much taller than Waver was, taller than Saber, almost as tall as Rider. And he gazed at Waver, with this cold expression, with frigid blue eyes. Calculating. Analyzing. Waver felt as if he was being studied under the lenses of some cold machine, and he was frightened, and-!
"You should ask yourself. Are you really prepared to risk life and limb on that wish? Are you really prepared for the war? Have you steeled your mind and body in preparation?"
"Do you know death?"
Naruto turned away.
"Think about that."
"At any rate, that's my report."
Naruto said casually. He and Saber were back in their house, sitting at a round table. Kariya rubbed his temples wearily.
"That's your report, huh? So then, we're going after Caster first?"
"That's correct."
"I thought-"
"The original plan was to attack Tokiomi's mansion, yes. Unfortunately, I'd have to say that this matter takes precedence."
"But-"
"Kariya, Caster is killing innocent CHILDREN. Children of all things."
Kariya slumped from where he was sitting, defeated by Naruto's words.
"Sakura could have been one of Caster's victims. She is in fact about that same age-"
"Shut up! Shut up!" The black-haired man groaned. "I understand. I don't have to like this entire situation, but I can go along with it."
"We can go after Tohsaka later. Right now however, Caster needs to be stopped before the number of innocent victims pile up."
"Again, I can see where you're coming from..."
Sakura could have been one of Caster's victims, were she in the wrong place at the wrong time. That was unacceptable. Unacceptable. Unacceptable.
"Alright, I'm going to go put on lunch. I'll be back."
And with that, Naruto left. Moments after he left, the delicious smell of something cooking wafted through the doorway.
Saber's nose twitched.
"I am going to go see where Berserker is. Do you know where he is, Kariya?"
"Hmm? Oh, that guy? He's reading some books to Sakura. They're in her bedroom."
Saber nodded curtly, before making her own departure.
Kariya let his head drop onto his palms.
"My god, what have I gotten myself into?"
Sakura has been saved, and therefore Kariya Matou has no need to remain in this Holy Grail War. He was simply a regular guy. He had renounced the path of a magus a long time ago. For all intents and purposes, Kariya Matou was simply a normal guy who was dropped into a shitty situation.
"... What have I gotten myself into, indeed?"
He'd help Naruto. If only, because he had to repay a debt. Other than that...
"At least Sakura is safe. That's all that matters. That Sakura's well and alive."
Saber raised an eyebrow at the scene before her.
"Fairytales?"
Berserker was sitting besides Sakura's futon, book in hand. The purple-haired girl was sitting quietly, listening to the servant's softly spoken words. It was a peaceful scene.
"Not fairytales. History."
It was then that Saber looked at the title of the book.
"The Green Knight? Oh, I remember him well." She chuckled. "Very well. Poor Gawain. But, that was indeed a test of his loyalty..." She trailed off.
Berserker had a wry smile on his face.
"Gawain forbade me from aiding you in the battle of Camlann. I begged with him, pleaded with him even, but he barred my path."
An uncomfortable silence came into being. Saber broke the silence.
"Lancelot, enough. What's passed has passed. Let us not dwell on such matters any longer. At any rate, I came up here to inform you that lunch is ready."
Berserker chuckled.
"Very well then. Come, little one. We had best be on our way."
Sakura nodded, before heading down the stairs.
"She's a good kid." Berserker observed. "Really quiet, but that is to be expected considering what happened to her." He scowled. "I hope that old worm got a fitting punishment. He's hurt a lot of people in the course of his machinations."
It should be noted, Zouken Matou was still on fire. He felt a cold chill run up his spine, before resuming his screaming. Or trying to scream, seeing as his lungs had just collapsed a couple of minutes ago.
Yes, Zouken Matou was still in hell.
"You're smiling."
Saber raised an eyebrow.
"Is that supposed to mean anything?"
"You smiled. I've never seen you smile like that before."
"What are you insinuating, Lancelot?"
"I don't mean to insult your person. Expressing your feelings is never a bad thing. I was just wondering what precipitated this change. What caused the king who could never understand feelings to turn human?"
"I... That is to say..."
"I just noticed that. How fascinating."
And with that, Berserker left.
Saber also left, closing the door behind her, leaving behind an empty room.
"This is quite excellent fare." Berserker noted, while sipping from his Miso soup.
Saber nodded briefly, never stopping in her eating. She swallowed.
"It is much better than what we had in Camelot, isn't it?"
Saber and Berserker shuddered slightly as they remembered the things they used to eat.
"Definitely better."
"There is no question about it, this is delicious."
"As is expected of my master. To create food of this caliber..."
Naruto blushed.
"Ah, that's enough of that praise. I didn't really put much effort into this meal..."
Naruto had simply cooked some white rice, miso soup, and grilled fish. It was then that he noticed that the food was running extremely low. Considering he cooked enough for five people...
"Oh god, not another one. I know that servants eat a lot, but this is ridiculous."
With a sigh, Kariya finished his last bite of food and patted his stomach.
"Ah, that was good. It's been a while since I've had a cooked meal. Hey, Sakura, you want to get ice cream?"
The little girl nodded.
"Is it alright if we go get ice cream?"
Naruto nodded.
"Yeah. Go ahead and indulge yourself. I can loan you some more money, if you need it."
"Nah, that's fine. We'll be back soon."
Naruto inclined his head. "Come and go safely. Berserker-"
"I'll go with them."
With that, he took his incorporeal form.
After they had left, Saber glanced at the blond.
"I'm worried. Isn't Assassin still out there?
"True. Assassin is still lurking about the shadows. He cannot approach this building though. The last time he tried, my seals... Well, you saw the aftermath."
Saber wrinkled her nose.
"That was... Messy. It's a shame that you cannot fortify another building like you have this one."
"Sadly, I cannot do that. It took me two weeks to place the final seals. We simply do not have that much time, and our adversaries will not allow us that amount of time. Not to mention, we cannot remain idle. Eventually, we will have to be proactive and move about. There can only be two victors after all. One master, one servant. No more, no less. One cannot sit behind warded walls forever."
The blond servant sighed.
"True. Have you thought about how to approach Caster?"
"Have you?"
"Divide our forces. Two parties of two. We can cover more ground that way. The more ground we cover, the better our chances of catching this rat."
"Isn't that dangerous though? Splitting our forces like this? What happens if Caster proves to be stronger than anticipated?"
"It shouldn't be a problem. I am certain that I will be able to handle whatever foul magecraft that being possesses. I am sure that Sir Lancelot will be able to as well, and as for you..." Saber looked at her master with an almost incredulous expression. Her cowlick twitched.
"Need I say anymore?"
Naruto sighed, and stretched his limbs, before reclining on the floor. His hands reached behind his head in order to support the head like a pillow.
"You're placing an awful lot of trust into my capabilities."
"It is because I trust you." Saber stated quietly. "I know that you will not let yourself fall so easily to some mad animal."
"Mmm." Naruto murmured. "Still, that seems to be..."
"Remember what you said to me in Switzerland?"
"The Switzerland mission? I remember that one..." He sighed. "Man, that fucker was a tough one. He was a runner too. Didn't it take us three days to track that guy down? It was snowing as well, wasn't it?"
"You told me that I could trust you. Are you giving me reasons to doubt those words?"
Saber stared at Naruto searchingly, green eyes boring into blue. Naruto closed his eyes in order to avoid Saber's gaze.
"... No. No, I am not."
"Can I trust you to succeed?"
"Yes. It's my responsibility as your master."
"Can I trust you with my back in battle?"
"Yes. It's my responsibility as your partner-in-crime."
"And can you trust me to make the right decisions?"
Naruto opened his eyes. Met Saber's unflinching stare with his own.
"Yes. That is my responsibility as your friend."
"Trust that I know what I'm doing, Naruto. I have in fact done this sort of thing before. We have hunted down our fair share of individuals. This will be no different."
"True... So, two teams then? Yes... This could work. If we can narrow down the possible places where Caster's lair could be, and isolate the area..."
"Caster would have chosen someplace secluded. Isolated, some place where the smell of blood and decay would be unnoticeable. Not to mention, the bodies of the children were all found underground. Underground, in the sewers. They had been cut apart, mutilated; and from the news reports, they had died recently."
"So... Underground, in the sewer system." Naruto mused. "Well, that's as good a starting point as any. When do we move out?"
"The sooner the better, so as to minimize the number of victims. Every second Caster is allowed to live causes his body count to increase. When Sir Lancelot and Kariya return, we shall inform them of this development. And then we shall begin the hunt."
Darkness was falling in Fuyuki City. The sun was setting, brilliant oranges and yellows illuminating the buildings. The day was ending. People closed their shops, returned home after a long day of work, skipped out of school.
In a forest on the outskirts of the city, there was a castle. This castle was bathed in iridescent scarlet, flaming gold. The sunset was glorious, glorious indeed.
This castle was the place of residence of one Emiya Kiritsugu, his wife Irisviel Einzbern, his associate Maiya, and his servant Avenger.
Outside of this castle, a dark figure stood in the last vestiges of the light.
This figure stank of blood, decay, death. This figure stank of despair, of the smells associated with human suffering. This figure was dressed in a black cloak, dyed red inplaces.
He emanated a sense of wrongness. It was as if the world abhorred his very existence, because he was so... So...
So evil.
Behind him, about ten or so children were staggering, walking as if they were drunk or asleep. The oldest among these children; he had to have been a primary school student.
This motley group wandered in the forest surrounding the mighty castle. Waiting. Waiting, for night to fall.
The day had ended, and the creatures of the night were about to come out and play.
Caster grinned.
"It is almost time. It is almost time..."
The third day of the Fourth Heaven's Feel came to an end. And the endless night began.
Caster's presence was noted by many of the masters of the war. Assassin spotted him, or one of Assassin's incarnations sensed him and reported this to Kirei. Kirei told his partner-in-crime, Tokiomi Tohsaka.
A suited spiky blond-haired figure dispelled itself when it noticed this strange band approaching the place it was watching over.
And there were others. Others that noticed Caster's presence on the Einzbern estate, and reacted.
Caster smiled. This was the smile of a person who delighted in the torture of his fellow humans. The smile of the mad doctor, who is preparing to cut into his new 'test subject'. The smile of the insane teacher upon realizing he has a new subject to 'educate'. The smile of the spoiled child who realized that he has a new toy to 'play with' and break.
This smile was the smile of one who is steeped in madness, who has stared into the darkness and embraced it wholeheartedly.
The smile of one who looked into the abyss willingly.
The sun had finally gone down.
"And so it begins..."
The sun had finally gone down. And darkness reigned.
"... And so it begins. The Holy Maiden has to be pleased, that I will be removing one of her blasphemous copies!"
Man falls down the abyss.
Turning and twisting, squirming and writhing
Falling and falling, never stop falling
Into the darkness he falls
And behold! He is transformed!
Turning and turning, spiraling into a pit of despair to become:
A Monster.
A/N:
Super-fast updates for the win! My migraine has vanished! Hallelujah! Praise the lord...
Oh shit, it's back.
FUUUUUUUUU- nah just kidding.
Regardless...
I don't think that Caster would take very kindly to a 'imitation' of his Holy Maiden existing. That has to irk him to the point where he begins acting like a certain arrogant King of Heroes.
(Mongrel! Watch your tongue when you speak of the King of Kings!)
Naruto also has to be a little annoyed by Waver's wish. Just a little.
Naruto and Saber have been working together for something like three weeks before the actual start of the war. They know each other. They worked together, ate together, fought together and are still fighting together. They're friends.
For the record, Gawain and the Green Knight is an actual Arthurian legend. It's quite interesting, as is anything to do with King Arthur.
Someone commented that I made an unintentional Monty Python reference back in chapter... Three, was it? That was purely unintentional, but I thought I'd just point that out. That's actually kind of funny, lol. Now I'm going to have to make INTENTIONAL Monty Python references...
And so, we enter the pits of hell. No regrets. No remorse. No mercy. And so, we shall slay this beast that is 'Writer's Block' and create a new chapter. An epic chapter. A chapter for the ages!
This arc is going to be... Interesting. Plot twists. Murder. Violence. Demons. Swords. Swearing.
I look forward to the feedback. Remember, every little bit of feedback allows me to make this a bigger and better story. Criticism is welcome.
Therefore! I have been Rein Hellfire!
This has been F: ZHR.
See you all... Next time.
Peace!
Update 2:
Thank you Vandenbz. Edited several mistakes.