Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Yes? No? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist?

Neo: Because I choose to

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Kiritsugu moved them into his plane. They had all looked upon him and shivered in fear. He was their origin, he was their creator, and he was their worst nightmare. They could all feel the darkness in him and the threat of unholy retribution was not unnoticed. Not even the most mindless of them would have dared to face him. So they moved where he told them to.

He had summoned his greatest Noble Phantasm at the edge of town and waited. His plane was capable of vertical takeoffs as needed, so he only had to wait for nightfall. He knew they would ask Lorelei why she was there, why she had come, and the subsequent realization that Lorelei had been tricked. The one she had been coerced to hunt was none other than himself. That, he knew, would be the clincher. He had tricked her, and she would want vengeance. Perfect, nothing like rage to get a Barthomeloi to do what you wanted.

What was happening in the Emiya could easily be calculated like a clock. Questions would be asked, Lorelei would be angry, everyone would feel the effects of being awake for twenty hours. They would beg to hold off everything while they slept. Tough, the Servatns would remain as guards and fill in Lorelei as best they could. Jun's mother would learn much, question much, and her own beliefs would be tested. He was sure of it.

Something was manipulating them. Making them more agreeable to the notion of family. Kiritsugu had noticed it with Luvia and Matsu and had finally put together what was truly messing with them. He was going to have a long talk with her. A long long long talk with her. This was forbidden, this was a taboo of taboos manipulating them, but there was naught he could do. She was too powerful for him, even if he fed upon all Servants. Compared to her, he was a fly to be swatted.

So he would play his part, as he must.

I am done as Lancer, Berserker, and Caster

and soon I shall be the master Archer

Plots and plans have I created and tossed aside

so that I can battle freely with my worries denied

The golden king is my next prey

his part will be grand in this play

Father will watch, see, and digress

all that he will copy and possess

The Gate of Babylon holds all that he needs

and it's armory will be the future's seeds

Like the previous black knight of old

I shall take to the skies and be bold

Come great golden king of Heroes

I shall covert your strength to zeros

Night fell far too slowly for him. Yet, it gave him time to buy a few things he would need and educate a few things of their task ahead. They would do him proud, his fine monstrosities. SO, when night had fallen, his spy camera caught them leaving the house. He was very glad he had set that thing up days ago. With them on the way, he powered up his plane and went to work. He watched them, tracking them with a secret command and signal imbedded in Matsu's computer and waited high in the darkness for them to head to the church. They remembered his words, and they would go...eventually.

Oh, Matsu knew the signal was there, but he had explained to her why this was needed. The fact that it was still there told him that she still trusted him, to a point anyways. Good, that made life just a bit easier.

Kiritsugu turned his plane so that it was aimed at the Matou manor. "Fox 2" He muttered as he fired two infrared-guided jewel tipped missiles at the manor. The first one slammed into the bounded field and destroyed it. The second one smashed into the manor and destroyed the upper levels. He angled his plane away and toggled his weapons from missiles to bombs. At specific targets, he began firing at the town careful to make sure that he didn't actually kill that many, if any. It took precision attacks, but he was more than able to do it. Yet, it left a great deal of the town on fire and looking like a warzone none the less.

He caught another signal from matsu's computer as she did as she had been asked. The JDF airbase had been given orders to take him down. 'Good luck, your part is nothing more than a distraction.' Kiritsugu thought grimly. What he found ironic was that, like the last Grail War, he too would face F-15s in the air, but unlike the last Black Knight, he had no reason to take on over...at least not physically. He smiled as he thought of the hijack missiles he could fire. Special MBI missiles that could overload and take control of enemy aircraft. Add in his Rider skill, and those things would fly unlike ever before. Well...except for Lancelot's doing, but that was not Kiritsugu's concern. He looked on his radar and saw Matsu's signal was coming from the desolate park on the way to the church. Good.

He could feel the Golden King's killing intent as the mighty Vimana had risen to face the mongrel that dared to attack the King. He could feel the rage of the king upon him and Kiritsugu could not help but smile. The last time he had gotten Uncle Gil this mad was...well..when he last tried cooking. Irony, wonder how mad he would be to know what his last cooking attempt had created.

Kiritsugu's radar went off in warning. He frown slightly. The JDF already had some planes in the air and heading his way. Huh, must have been secretly keeping an eye out for the 'terrorist' that blew up the skyscraper. Good, if a little early, but it worked for him. He evaded the projectiles fired from the legendary craft in the age of gods. "Too slow Uncle." He muttered as he headed for the two F-15s and opened fire

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"What, is that?" Warrant Officer Daisuke asked his copilot Arata

"Don't know. Not showing up on the radar, but it's definitely there." Arata said

"Not that, two o clock low. Looks like some kind of UFO." Daisuke said. "it's no helicopter."

Arata looked it over and raked his brain and considered the possibility that his eyes were playing tricks on him. Beyond that, he was doubting even his own sanity. The fact that his lead was seeing this made it clear. They were not imagining things

"Control to Falcon I. Situation report." the base command ordered

"The situation...it's, uh... " Daisuke said, "There's two bogies. Sir, one isn't showing up on radar while another is attacking the first. Looks like hell out here. Never seen anything as maneuverable as these two." How can he explain this? Disaster? Unknown crafts? Airspace intrusion? Monstrosities– no, that can't be considered. There isn't a codeword for that. He had to give the base a better explanation. "Uh, one looks like an unknown pattern aircraft. The other...Command I've never seen anything like it. It looks like a flying chariot."

"Copy that, we're getting an image from Falcon II. That's...definitely an unknown. Regardless. The first one is attacking out land. Falcon team you are clear to engage the enemy Take him down."

"Roger that." Daisuke said.

"Heads up!" Arate yelled. "It's coming right at us.

A nameless evil chill descended upon his back; warrant Officer Daisuke felt like he was no longer a predator. He was prey. He watched as the stealth bogey laced the air with machine gun fire forcing the two of them to seperate.

"Watch out Falcon II." Daisuke yelled in warning as a missile flew from the black painted plane. At this moment, the two fighter jets were no longer onlookers. The opponent wasn't a modern weapon like anti-aircraft artillery or missiles, so warrant Officer Arate had no way to estimate the range of the enemy's attacks. The bastard was firing from an unbelievable distance, and there was no lock on system warning his plane, but somehow the enemy had fired a missile that was tracking him. The missile suddenly hit him and for a moment, he thought he was dead.

He opened his eyes to relief to find himself still alive. "Falcon II to Falcon I, Still hear buddy." He tried to send. All he got was static. Looking around, he saw that the enemies had passed him at incredible speeds leaving him behind. He tried to turn the plane around, but found his stick was not working. He only had a moment to think on this when suddenly his canopy blew opened and he was forcibly ejected from the plane.

Although he was taken out of the fight this way, his partner was still in the air.

"Falcon I to Falcon II, what just happened?" Daisuke called out as he saw the chute in the air.

For a moment, all he heard was static, but then a metallic voice called out and declared, "All your base are belong to us. Ha ha ha." Daisuke was stunned, not sure how to respond. "Uh...Falcon I to Command."

"Go ahead Falcon I," command called to him

"We've got a situation here. Falcon II ejected for some reason, but his plane is still moving. Heading towards the...strange bogey."

"Ejected?" an incredulous voice called out.

"Yes sir. Chute confirmed in airspace. Falcon II is no longer piloting his plane." Daisuke said tying not to panic at the situation. He looped his plane trying to see what had happened, but he had to evade as the black plane fired at him. "Falcon I, engaging!" Daisuke declared and disengaged all safeties. 4 AIM-7F/M Sparrows. 4 AIM-9 Sidewinders. 940 rounds for the M61 Vulcan. All in premium condition. . He tried so hard to keep up with the enemy, but it was faster, far more maneuverable, and just plain out did hi in every spec. the second bogey was attacking the black plane as well ignoring him completely.

Daisuke's lips twisted with mad laughter, having lost all pride in his plane. At the control column of a F15, the what was themost powerful fighter jet in the world at one time, he should have been the true God of Death. Yet, against these two, he was nothing. He watched as the black plane turned almost on a dime and fired at him in a microsecond. How the Hell did he get a lock on him so fast. Daisuke evaded the missile, but he didn't have a moment ot enjoy it as the missile turned around and came back for a second pass. He evaded again, but was so close to the enemy black plane now, that he could see it.

A black clad figure was standing on the plane, looking at him. He watched for a moment, before he swore he saw the figure leap off.

Powerful tremors rocked the plane's body. That inky-black figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the canopy, fully exposed to the subsonic convection currents at the back of the plane. Behind his obscuring helmet, his gleaming red eye emanated blazing fire. His armor suit possessed red cracks all over, each of them burning red.

Daisuke had but a moment to scream before his canopy burst open and he ejected. Kiritsugu watched in silence before taking the helm of the plane. With the Hippalectryon able to be controlled by mere thoughts, and the other plane controlled remotely by his computer, Kiritsugu could focus on getting Gilgamesh to leave himself exposed. As he watched, the Man fired more swords from his Gate of Babylon missing his Noble Phantasm by a few dozen feet.

He hadn't felt this alive in a long time. But first, he locked on Matsu's signal...

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They watched in awe and fascination as Kiritsugu dived and evaded every attack from the King of Heroes and the JDF F-15s. Yet, they had no time to focus on it as several containers slammed into the ground from above. Rider had just deposited something near their position, and all of them felt the evil and malice within. Each of the containers began emitting sounds ranging from disturbing shushing noises, rustling of leaves, and chickens.

"No, he didn't." Haru begged in fear

The first container exploded revealing five giant cooked chickens, pieces of their skin and meat were missing and bones could be seen in places. They stood a little under six feet tall with intact heads and beaks, and were all missing the same left eye

"Oh Root he did." Haru muttered looking at his long time poultry enemy times five. "Kung Pow Chicken"

The next container exploded revealing hundreds of what could only be called deadly Goombas. Unlike the Mario variants, these oversized mushrooms had no mouths on their sides, but the bottom of their umbrella heads were covered in teeth. These things jumped stalk first revealing their mouths were under their heads. "Stuffed Mushrooms from hell." Haru muttered

Another container burst forth revealing what looked like decaying Treants or something like that. They smelled of rotting vegetation and...chicken? Yes, they had chicken heads as well. Their bodies were covered in what looked like leaves that were clearly razor sharp."Caeser Salad ala Kiritsugu" Haru winced

The fourth container bulged and shook until a small crack appeared. From there, something like red liquid oozed out. The...gel?...shifted and shook until it looked like a million tentacles shifting in the air. Each one looked like the color of blood, and it looked like it craved some. "Gazpatcho? He actually made the immortal Gazpatcho?"

The Fifth container reverberated the sound of metal tearing. Soon, a dozen small purple mouths ate the metal revealing a plant like creature with dozens of purple mouths. No, not mouths, heads that were composed of only a mouth and an eye. It gazed upon them in hunger, then suddenly stood up on roots and crawled towards them. "Stuffed Eggplant. Why did he have to make stuffed eggplant? What's next? Lime Jello?"

The Final container's doors burst open to reveal something that there are no words to describe. A love child between red mold, white slime, and yellow spongy mass. It was hideous. To gaze upon it too long could drive one mad. "Oh thank god, just strawberry shortcake." Haru breathed in relief. If Kiri had made Lime Jello, there would have been no way for them to survive.

"What the hell are these things?" Rin asked shooting at them with her spells.

"Remember when I told you there were far worse things than the Grail War?" haru yelled as he smashed a few mushrooms. "This is what I'm talking about. Kiri gets his recipes from the Necronomicon, I swear." He was then tackled by the five chickens screaming "BUCAAAWW" like blood thirsty berserkers. The five of them sent him rolling on the ground pummeling him with kicks, punches, and pecks from their beaks. Haru flung himself up and began exchanging punches with the monsters. Though he was Berserker, these...freaks were able to take his blows and come right on back.

"The Mushrooms need to die like in Mario. Crush them from above their heads. Don't let them get above you. Their mouths will tear you to shreds." Haru warned as he was punched into the street. A car suddenly came up the road. Seeing the monsters on the road, the driver tried to turn, but instead caused his car to first drift, then roll, then explode. A few more cars came trying to flee from the Ariel battle above only to meet the same fate. It began to look like a scene form hell as Haru and the chickens fought.

Chiyo was unable to help her brother as she was busy beating back the Caeser salad. She knew her brother was a bad cook, but did he really have to bring back these horrors. "The head is a lie, don't aim for the head, aim for the heart." Chiyo muttered as she impaled one of her blades in the chest of the monster. Inside, the bits of chicken had melded to become a heart of sorts. By destroying that, the mass of evil collapsed. Chiyo went for another one that Tou-san was beating back with Honor. Behind her, another of the same creature stepped on top of the dead one's mass and absorbed it, becoming bigger, faster, and smarter remembering how the previous one had been killed.

The Eggplant monster was busy dealing with Sella and Leysritt who were both attacking with with oversized halberds made of Rhenium. They hacked at the heads, only for new ones to form as fast as they were cut. Yet, the fallen heads were not done yet. Those ones picked themselves up by their stalks and hurled themselves at the two maids. These heads also had to be cut down before they killed the maids. However, their weapons were ill suited to such small targets. It fell to Sakura to attack them with her magic. If this was a battle of attrition, it looked like the plant freak would win.

Back with Haru, the chickens had punched him so hard that he was sent flying into another car killing the driver instantly. Their victory was short lived as the car rammed them sending them head first into the car. The six of them exchanged punches and pecks as the car rolled down the road. A large Semi going down a perpendicular street honked it's horns, but the car rolled in front of it. Haru and the chickens went and smashed into the truck killing that diver as well, but the trucks greater mass and velocity pushed them in a new direction while the car rolled out of the way and exploded.

Lorelei found her eyebrow was twitching as the mass of red liquid that kept shape shifting seemed impossible to kill. She tried freezing it, only for it to shatter, melt in an instant, then renew it's attempt to enfold her. She tried to evaporate it with fire, only for it to become a red cloud that reconvened back into it's liquid form. 'How do you kill this thing?" Lorelei thought. She tried some basic explosion attacks only for it to reform quickly. All it did was buy her time to kill a few of those overgrown mushrooms.

Luvia and Bazett had a problem. The...shortcake was impossible to harm. Bazett's punches were immediately taken in like a lump of sponge. Instead of damaging it, the food monster absorbed it with no resistance then curled around her arm. Bazett nearly screamed as she felt acid coat her arm. She pulled her arm out, though it was like pulling one's arm out of glue and got back. Luvia unleashed a barrage of attacks, yet they did nothing. Sometimes there was enough of an explosive attack to cause the monster cake to bulge, but it remained undamaged.

On top of the Semi, Haru and the chicken rolled up and onto the trailer. Haru found his footing while the five chickens were all in front of him. Holding out one hand in front of him, he motioned for them to come at him. They charged en mass and unleashed a flurry of kicks, punches, pecks, and head butts that Haru could barely keep up with. Because there were so many of them, and they were so coordinated, Haru was begin beaten. One lowered it's head and tackled him wrapping it's wings around him. Haru raised up his arms and brought them down hard enough to send the bird into the trailer below. Yet, that small opening had been enough for the rest to barrage Haru down to the ground. One raised up it's foot and began smothering Haru.

"Mou, how many of you are there?" Rin asked as she destroyed more and more mushrooms with her signature attack. Yet, for every one that was killed ten more took their place. "It's like you're breeding."

"They are Rin." Chiyo warned. "Every one you kill lays spores that will soon make more. Fire is the only thing that keeps them from spawning."

"Why didn't you say so before?" Rin asked switching to a fire spell she knew.

"Kind of busy here." Chiyo yelled as she took down another Caeser salad. They were getting bigger. Had there only been one or two, there would be no problem, but the two dozen of them had been enough to make it impossible to kill at one time. And they were getting better by the minute. She and her father were being slowly taken down by Kiritsugu's cooking.

Haru grabbed the foot and threw the undead chicken off him causing it to "Buca" in protest. Haru rolled back a bit till his feet were in the air then began attacking the chickens with his feet. He flipped up in the air and prepared to attack them, only for him to see them jump off the truck. Not stupid enough to see what was behind him, he rolled off the truck in the nick of time to avoid being beheaded as the truck rammed into a nice restaurant. At least everyone had evacuated as the aerial battel above had scared them away. The chickens, all five of them, charged at him. Haru jumped back and grabbed a decorative light pole and ripped it out of the ground

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He began spinning and kicking at each of them sending them back a bit as he moved on to the next one. Every now and then, they smashed his face sending him back towards another one where he promptly kicked that one. He planted one foot behind the other then kicked off sending him spinning in the air knocking away two of his opponents that had tried to get him from above. Once landing, he smashed the pole into the face of another, then rammed it behind him into the guy of another chicken skewering it for but a moment. He swung the pole on high then below, knocking them off their feet. He punched one of them up then planted the pole down. The chicken fell onto the pole perfectly causing it to ram the pole all the way through it's body.

Not like it did any good.

The chicken kicked itself out of the ground while another yanked out the pole from it and began swinging it at Haru...only for it to go through air. The swing kept going, to hit another chicken. For a moment, the five of them stared. The Servant was gone. Their target was gone. For a moment, they looked at each other, then one pulled out a cell phone form it's body. Unlike the other monstrosities, these ones were very intelligent. It dialed a number and waited, two rings later, Kiritsugu picked up

"Buca.' the chicken said.

"He escaped?"

"Buca" the chicken said with one cluck indicating yes.

"On his own?"

"Buck Buca.' The chicken denied

"A command seal then. Well.. no matter, head to the rendezvous point, you know your job. Don't be seen."

"Buca." the chicken acknowledged before hanging up.

Back at the manor, Haru intercepted the eggplant monster that would have killed Rin and sent it flying into the air. Gathering a ball of power in his hand. Haru tossed the orb in front of him before jumping forward. "First Impact: Heaven's Bolt!" He then kicked it. As the orb shot forward, it stretched out slightly, like a short blade that impaled the monster. It exploded spectacularly. Killing it in an instant.

He dashed ahead and created a second orb. "Third Impact: Heaven's Descent." The orb scattered and homed in on the mushrooms annihilating the swarm in a moment. He looked at the remaining Enemies. The Gazpatcho was being held a bay by Lorelei for the moment, but Chiyo and Tou-san were being beaten back by the two last Caesar salads.

No time like the present to help them out.

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