"Fatealia." - Chibi Lithuania
In the starry night sky, two orbs of lights lingered, shooting across and around the atmosphere. The rest have fallen near a living being whom their senses perceived as appropriately compatible. The two lights brighten, and they separated. One went to the vast blue ocean, the other towards land, and nearing the neighborhood of three nations.
The light grew closer until it broke through a window of a large house, and tarnished the living room. Lithuania was startled to awake by the disturbance, "What was that?!"
He heard Latvia shriek, and he imagined Estonia fumbling for his glasses. Stepping out of his bedroom in his pajamas, he finds two of the Nations doing the same. They had all come together tonight at Lithuania's house, the house which proved of his independence, just to get together in support of the unsettling event of the meeting. But it seems tonight, at least to their assumptions, something has caused a commotion downstairs, enough to bring up reasonable worries.
"Did everyone hear that?" Estonia questions.
"I-It came from downstairs," Latvia shakily spoke. "W-What could it be?"
Lithuania was drawing a blank, "I…I don't know."
"Do…do you think it's a burglar?!" Latvia scared himself with the thought, and he also disturbed Lithuania.
"N-Now, we don't know that yet. Although, I can't be sure either..."
Estonia adjusts his glasses, "One of us has to go and investigate."
Lithuania finds a flashlight, "I think it's best that we should all go. If in case it is a burglar, we could overwhelm him."
"Right," Estonia agrees, "You go ahead and take Latvia, I'll stay here and gaurd the hallway."
"We're all going!" Lithuania presses, familiar with Estonia's tactics of creating excuses to avoid problems, such as whenever Russia is in a foul mood, usually because of Latvia's brutal honesty and thoughtless actions.
Coming together, they slowly make their way to the stairs. Cautiously, with each step they take down the stairs, they attempt to be quiet, so not to startle what could be a potential thief in the making below. The three Baltics states then reached the Living Room.
"I don't hear anybody." Lithuania noted. It was still quiet, which only made him more nervous.
"Use the flashlight," Estonia said. Lithuania nodded, and switches the item on. Shining the light all over the room, and it was a shocking revealing. It looked as if an earthquake had occurred. Couches, chairs, and desks knocked aside. There were pieces of paper everywhere, broken lamps and pictures that have fallen off. There was a breeze, as if someone opened a window, which brought an unease to Lithuania since he remembered closing every window. Thick curtains, however, covered all the windows in the living room which makes anything else difficult to see were it not for Lithuania's flashlight. Only one curtains stood out, being gently moved by the wind entering.
Latvia whimpered slightly, "Wh-what if he has a gun? I hate getting shot."
"At best, we'll be able to subdue him before he does anything." Estonia reassures.
"He's right, it'll be quick. If we stay together, it won't be as hard as it would doing it alone," Lithuania also consoles.
Latvia felt a bit better, despite how different these three nations are, they always managed to support one another in any way. "I hope so. The worst I can think of is the burglar tying us up and burying us alive in the forest for the wild to eat us. Or maybe it's really a ghost here to haunt us with a sickly jawless face. Actually, the worst thing I can imagine would be Russia coming over and have us be in an alliance, and the moment we go back to sleep, he'll be watching over us all for the rest of the-"
"Latvia," Lithuania kindly smiled at the smaller nation, "Can you stop talking for now?"
Then the light flashlight flickered, until it died out. The Baltics screamed at the sudden cut of light, everything is complete darkness, with only a few thin streaks of the moonlight.
"I can't see!" Latvia shouts.
"What's happening?!"
"It's alright! The flashlight just died." Lithuania attempts hitting the flashlight against his palm for some reaction, but not a blink of glow appeared. Latvia's cry became more apparent in the darkness, and nothing made it worse than the paranoia the smaller nation has ensued, "S-Stay calm."
Estonia sighs, "We might as well find a light switch," He goes, his presence fading behind Latvia, and that made the smallest of the Nation panicked. "W-Wait! Estonia!" The smallest out of all of them reached out, and his hand accidently knocked over a vase, crashing to the floor.
Lithuania reacted with a swung of his arm. Hitting something, and his arm was grabbed. "WHO'S THERE?!"
"It's me! Estonia!"
"Ah! I'm so sorry! I can't see any-" The oldest of the three's foot got caught by the leg of a chair, and he tripped with a yell. "Lithuania?!" Estonia grabs the Lithuanian's arm, but he ends up joining the fall. "Guys?!" Latvia grabs the shirt of Estonia, and he too fell along with them.
The three hit the unclearly seen floor, hard. They struggled, knocking aside more objects. Accidently stepping on one's foot, and constantly reassuring by revealing their names and not a burglar.
Each palms were pressed against the solid surface, and a sharp pain tackles them.
"OW!" Latvia screams.
"Something just zapped me!"
"D-Did we land on glass?! Latvia! Estonia! Are you guys alright?!"
The struggles became more rapid, until finally they were able to untangle themselves from each other, and scooted away. Something glows in between the three nations, it was circular, the light glowing through thin lines within the circle of strange symbols and shapes. The three nations gaped at the new source of light faintly showing, and all shortly screamed when a wide beam sprouts with loud alienated sounds of mystical elements.
The light show ended, but the glow emitting from the strange circle remained, it's faint mystique flowing within the darkness of the room. The nation were shocked to see that a person stood in front of them.
A woman with purple hair reaching to her ankles, her eyes concealed by a violet cover, a short black dress with pink edges, long black sleeves with hot pink edges is cut off under a handful of her shoulders, and reaching down to her wrist and over her knuckles. High black boots with small pinkish-purple armor over the feet, and pink at it's edge as well.
"I am Rider," the woman spoke, focused and calm, "Which one of you is my Master?"
Lithuania regained himself from his awe, hurrying to the nearest light switch, and the whole room is lit. Latvia hurries for cover, using a couch to hide behind. Estonia slowly stands up, guarded, and yet also recovering from what he had witnessed. This woman appearing from the burst of light.
The Lithuanian began, but it was a series of confused mumbles, no matter what he thinks he may say, he's still in awe at what just happened in front of him. If this woman is the burglar the Baltic Trio had been worried about, she is certainly the most unexpectedly prettiest one they've ever seen - even though her eyes are covered. What's more, burglars usually hide or ran, or pull an assault for the sake of themselves, not just stand in between the three nations, out in the open.
"...Is there something wrong?" Rider asked.
"W-Well..." Lithuania began, "I...um...who are you?"
"As I said, I am Rider." The woman repeated, "Or perhaps you wish to know my true name? Reveal to me my Master, and I will tell."
"Master?"
"You just appeared out of nowhere in the middle of our living room," Estonia frankly said. Latvia still quivers behind a couch. "And made quite a bit of mess. We all actually have a lot of questions."
"...Is that so?"
Lithuania nodded, "Yes. We were awaken by a disturbance and came down. Then you suddenly appeared, and...where did you come from?"
"A-Are you here to take our stuff?" Latvia spoke up, "Y-You do dress like a burglar, only more so like those woman who stands at the corners for a pickup fun-time." The two other nations flinched at another thoughtless statement of Latvia, were it Russia Latvia spoke to, they would have screamed his name.
The woman was silent, and the two nation feared for Latvia, until she spoke, "I understand. You have not purposefully summoned me. Then I shall explain my arrival to you. Firstly, I am not a thief, I am one of your Servant."
The Baltics were in complete surprised. A servant, and one of theirs? Neither of their bosses ever mention sending one, and to do so with someone in that outfit. They were completely lost in what is happening.
"Well, if you're going to explain." Estonia readjusts himself, "I might as well go make tea for everyone."
"Er...please, miss...Rider? Have a seat." Lithuania lead the Servant to a chair, which he moved slightly to a better standing, and was debating if he should direct her since she appears to be without sight, but Rider steps over the mess, and sat in the chair without trouble, like she could really see. He then gets the table, pushing it to be in front of her, and goes to Latvia for assistance in moving the couch. The smaller nation hesitantly complies.
The three people in the messy living had sat down, but it was very uncomfortable for the two nations whom the Rider is simply facing, they could sense her staring at them somehow. Estonia could not make the tea any faster, or is he perhaps doing this on purpose?
Lithuania coughs, filling the silence, "I'm Toris," he starts, then addressing Latvia, "And this is Raivis. The one making tea is Eduard."
No reaction, the Lithuanian shifts, and the Latvian was coming close to crying. Finally, Estonia arrives with a silver platter carrying four cups and a teapot. Setting it on the table and pouring tea in each cup, and then joining the other two Baltics in the same couch.
After another moment of silent, Lithuania spoke again, "So...Miss Rider, why are you here?"
"I am here in answer to a summoning," Rider began, "For a competition between heroes and monsters, the Holy Grail War."
The Baltics were shocked. "Y-you know about the war?!" Latvia said before squeaking, withdrawing in an instant.
The Rider revealed her own surprise, but only ever so very subtle, "You are aware of it." She said it as a statement.
"Y-yes!" Lithuania said, "But...how do you know about it?"
Rider took a moment to sort her thoughts, "It is why I'm here. It is possible that the Holy Grail may have sent me here. The war is based upon seven Servants and Masters in an all-out battle of life and death."
The Baltics gulped, nearly choking their tea.
"The purpose of this is for the obtaining of the Holy Grail. An object that can grant wishes."
"That's right..." Estonia said, "So you know that too." Could it be that the Grail really sent her? But this is just so sudden, why go against the agreement, and why them?
Rider continues, "I am to fight in the war, and retrieve my Master the Holy Grail."
"This is...this is so strange..." Lithuania fumbles with his hair, and then a startled expression shot across him, "Wait...you said that you're here to fight for one of us..."
"That is correct."
"Did you...choose us?"
"I did not, the Holy Grail has chosen one of you, and whoever is my Master I will give my life too."
The Baltics were shocked. "What?!" Lithuania shouted, "How-How can you be so willing?! Don't you even care about the person you're supposedly fighting for?!"
"It is not my place to deny or mind whoever I am bind to. I am to follow whoever holds power over me." There was no hesitation, no emotion but acceptance.
The oldest of the Nation stood abruptly, surprising his neighboring countries, "You can't be this serious! You shouldn't just be okay with serving someone you didn't choose! That's not right! Being so submissive like that is just the same as..." A haunting memory swarmed his thoughts, and Lithuania paled, he clenched his hands into fists. "It's...as if you're saying it's okay to give up your freedom."
"...It is how it is." Rider may not have shown it, but she was genuinely caught off guard by Lithuania's dislike to the Servant-Master system. She had been prepared to meet someone who will have no regards for her as a being, to use her as a tool for their own gain, as a Servant, she generally has no freedom. Humans were typical creatures, it did not matter how horrible of a person her Master would be, and so this was a first for the Gorgon of Greece. Someone to see her not as a tool, someone worth to raise a voice for, even if they did not know each other. She almost found herself smiling at the unexpected twist.
"Well it shouldn't be," Lithuania sat back down, "Everyone deserves to have a chance to be independent, without having anything to take it away." Estonia and Latvia briefly patted his arm, knowing what he went through.
The Gorgon actually smiles, ever so slightly. "Your consideration is unnecessary," she returns to her stoic expression, "And I still don't know who my Master is. Do either of you carry the Command Seals?"
"The what?" Estonia questions.
"They are spells which proves a Master's affiliation in the Holy Grail War, they are also what connects us. Were you to use one spell, I will follow through with it no matter my own limitations. Normally, they would appear somewhere on your body."
The Baltics looked at each other before glancing at themselves, and the Lithuania was the first to find it, right on his backhand, "I have it!"
Simple enough, "Then it seems you are-"
"Hey, I have it too!" Latvia revealed. The Servant paused.
"So do I," Estonia said, "Each of us appears to have it."
"All three of you?" Rider questioned for further emphasis.
"Look closely," Lithuania said, "If you put it together, it almost seems like the shapes of our countries."
"You're right," Estonia agrees.
"So, we all have these Seals?" Latvia asked, "But...I thought you said..." He stuttered, shifting in awkwardness, "Does...that mean...we get Servants too?"
"Only Rider had appeared though," Estonia points out.
The Nations contemplated themselves, and then Rider spoke.
"Let me see them." They all looked to her, "I wish to view them myself, but I must ask you to do something for me." They listened, "You must close your eyes. One of the abilities I posses petrifies my foes by glance." The Nations were shocked, and felt afraid by this fact. "But if you close your eyes, and if I do not look directly at you, you will not be affected by my Mystic Eyes."
The Baltics looked at one another, frowning in concern, until they nodded. They held their hands in front of them and close their eyes.
"...Are they close?"
It seems Rider may still not see everything, "Oh, yes. They're close." Lithuania said.
"Do not open them until I say other wise," Rider took another brief moment of waiting, then she stood up and walked closer, knelt down, touched her eye-cover, and slid them over her marked forehead.
Pale shine-less gray eyes aimed at the claims of the three young men, and to her discovery, they were right. One Seal is upon each hand, one seal meaning one spell, yet for these to be together, then that can only conclude that she is tied to all three men. She did not think it would be possible, perhaps maybe two Masters but that would still have to be in turns, the keeper of the Seals would still have all the Seals, either more than one set is possible, and for having Masters with one the supporter of mana and the other the holder of the Seals is also legitimate. But never could she assume the possibility of one seal to be on each men.
She conceals her beautifully dangerous eyes again, and stands. "You may open your eyes now."
The Baltics did, "So...what does this mean, Miss Rider?" The Lithuanian asked.
"It seems simple enough to me, though I was not aware that this would be possible," Rider answered, "All three of you are my Master."
"All of us?" The Baltics were surprised. "Now wait a minute, we need to talk about this," Estonia said, "And to do that, we may need to go to the meeting."
"B-But won't that make us look like we're joining the war?!" Latvia panics.
"You are inevitably in the war once you have the Command Seals," Rider said, Latvia cries, and the Servant felt minor guilt in having to state so flatly.
"We have no choice then," Lithuania said, "We have to go."
"Then wherever you may attend, I shall accompany you." As if it could not get any more surprising for the Baltic Trio, Rider kneeled before them, her head lowered. "I offer my servitude, my body your shield and weapon. I shall protect all of you with everything I have, Masters."
The following response was unexpected for Rider.
"W-w-w-what are you doing?! Don't do that! Oh dear goodness, stand up! Please!" Lithuania sputters as he blushes immensely, waving his hands in unacceptance, flustered and incredibly embarrassed that he is being bowed to.
Estonia coughs, a small blush forming, "As flattering as this is, we can't accept you...bowing."
"P-Please miss," Latvia said, blushing just as much as Lithuania, "You don't, um, you don't need to do that at all! Such a pretty lady doing this would only have rumors spread!"
"He's right!" Lithuania quickly agreed before realizing his rudeness, "I mean-! Th-that's not what we-We hardly know each other at all! I said it before, you can't just be so okay with us strangers being your Masters!"
The Rider stilled for a moment, then stood up, "If that is the problem, then we will have to become acquainted. That is...if you have any objections."
The Baltics looked at each other, and only one suggestion came up, "We do have one. Will you...not address us as Masters?" He felt his warming face, "It's just...it makes us uncomfortable. Just our names would be fine."
Rider pauses, then nodded, "Very well. I shall call you by your given names."
The three nations shifted. Estonia readjusts his glasses, "You...mention something before, about having a true name?"
Rider nods, "Yes, it is my identity, a name familiar in legends you may have heard. Should other Servants hear it, I will be at an disadvantage, for my name reveals my weaknesses."
"I...I see." Lithuania said. "Then...please don't feel oblige to reveal it to us. If you are not comfortable with it, we will not ask."
Once again, a faint smile sets upon Rider, "I do not feel as so, and I believe you will keep it hidden should we enter into battle. I am Medusa."
The Nations were absolutely shocked. Medusa, the monster famed for her hair of live snakes, for her ability to turn people to stone - which makes her command to not look into her eyes all the more sensible - and a monster truly feared...is this human-looking woman? Well, not to say that these Nations are in a different standing, but when they heard of the stories, they did not picture Medusa the Gorgon to appear like this.
"That's...surprising," Latvia said, "You don't look at all like the ugly and monstrous Gorgon I would constantly go to the bathroom dreading just thinking about."
"Do you always have to say the wrong things at the wrong time?!" Lithuania scolds Latvia.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" Latvia shrieks, bowing his head repeatedly, apologizing. Rider showed no reaction, which increasingly flustered the smaller nation.
"There's no need to apologize, I do not feel offended." She said, and Latvia sighs in relief.
"Well, it's very late now," Estonia said, "We best get some sleep and discuss more what we're to do tomorrow."
Lithuania agrees, "Yes, um..." he looks back at Rider, "We have a spare room upstairs, I can take you to it."
"That is unnecessary," Rider said, "I may enter in my Spirit Form so not to take any space. It is a form in which I enter a ghostly state, but I may still hear you. Simply ask of me, and I shall appear," she lowered her head, "Rest well...Toris, Eduard, and Raivis." With that, she dematerialized into gold dust. Stunning the Baltic Trio. At her total departure, they look to each other.
"Does anyone else get the feeling that this is all just a dream?" Lithuania questioned.
"I had considered it," Estonia said, "But we won't know for sure until tomorrow. When our Command Seals still shows, and that woman still here."
"If...The Holy Grail really did chose us, doesn't that mean..." Latvia paled, "We might have to fight Russia?"
The two other nations joined the unsettlement, "Y-Yes, it seems so." Estonia answered.
Latvia started crying again, and Lithuania grips his shoulder in support. "I-It'll be alright Latvia, we...we just have to figure out what's going on first."
The smaller nation wiped his tears away, "M-Medusa...Rider said that, she's going to fight for us. M-Maybe, if she's really strong, she can help protect us from Russia."
"Latvia!" Lithuania said, "We can't possibly ask her to do that! She has no idea what Russia is capable off." He sighed, "I don't like this..." He looks at the Command Seals, "More so, I don't like these Seals that can force Rider to do whatever we say."
"To my understanding, these Seals can work well with emergencies only," Estonia said, "If we're to put them to use, we must take care of it responsibly."
The two other nations agreed, "We better get to bed now. I wonder if Rider...Medusa, is really okay with this?" Lithuania's question was without answer.
Returning to their bedrooms and exchanging a goodnight, Lithuania nearly dropped onto his bed. Thoughts swarming with the Holy Grail suddenly deciding this, the possibility of facing Russia again, Medusa's incomprehensible willingness to work for him and the other Baltic states. It was too much, so much that it can promise the Lithuanian a troubling time to fall asleep.
"This is giving me a stomach ache."
The final shooting star. Soaring over the ocean, and drawing ever so near to the lone standing in the middle of the sea. A small construction it would seem, with two cylinder towers holding up the platform with a giant H at the center. The distances closes, until finally, it crashes in between buckets and mops, right beside the door which lead to the bedroom of the personified smallest Nation in the world. Behind the door, there was shuffling, footsteps at a medium pace, and then the door slams open.
Sealand yawns widely, "What on earth was that?" He rubbed one eye and use the other to see his surroundings. The deck looks clear, everyone should be asleep at this time. Could it just been rough waves, or maybe a bird had fallen. He takes a couple of steps more, inches from his side, the summoning circle hides beneath the fallen buckets, mops and brooms. One broom falls over, and Sealand looks to it.
He slowly blinks, and then turns around, "Oh, it's just some stuff that fell." His tired eyes did not acknowledged the sight of the circle, the smallest Nation shuts the door behind him, "Back to sleep!" He happily drops back into bed, letting out a sigh.
The summoning circle remains dormant.
"Fatealia..." - Chibi Latvia
"Fatealia." - Chibi Estonia
"Fatealia." - Chibi Medusa