"Come!" Justeaze yelled, summoning forth servants to defeat Shirou and Semiramis.
"How did this happened," Shirou coughed, summoning forth his Katana.
"Master, please focus on getting out of here," Semiramis said.
"Alright."
Shirou hummed as he looked through some of his old things. Each reminding him of his path, whether it be in Wutai, Midgar or Japan. Each were precious and something he held close in his heart.
"Oh brother...if only you didn't serve within the turks. Then perhaps you could have been saved," Shirou breathed, a wistful tone in his voice. "I love you with all my heart but…."
"Come forth...Shirou Amakusa." He sighed as the voice of Justeaze resonated through his head.
"I am coming master," he told her before setting his things away with care. After placing the box on his bed he set off down the long halls of the castle they inhabit, Semiramis' Hanging Gardens above them. He bowed as the doors to the throne room opened to reveal Justeaze and the Greater Grail. "Hello. What is it you need my master."
"I have seen what you and Semiramis have been up to, merely playing with those master servant pairs. Why not destroy them?"
"I thought perhaps that you would like to watch them suffer, like you watched all other servants you summoned that failed to serve you loyally," He smiled.
"Yes," she purred. "Their despair and pain were beautiful...but they become more power with each day they bond! Have you not noticed!"
"Hah, no," he chuckled nervously.
"Or perhaps...that you still hold that stupid ideal of saving the humans of your world," she mocked.
"What...what do you mean," he breathed.
"You honestly believe that this Grail and myself would grant such a foolish wish," She chortled. "You think that the salvation of humanity will actually help you?"
"You...you lied to me," Shirou breathed. "But our deal!"
"That 'deal' as you say has no meaning whatsoever," she laughed at Shirou's face. "You were merely a pawn to find those pitiful master and servants that wish to destroy me to prevent me from devouring their worlds!"
"You plan to-" Shirou choked. "But I was meant to bring forth salvation to my world! It is my duty!"
"Well to bad," Justeaze laughed. "I want more power! More! I need more!"
"How dare you," Shirou yelled.
"Well are you going to try to defeat me, or will you still serve me, if you do I swear you can live and save all other humans who survive my hunger," She purred.
"Do you promise," he sneered, glaring at the mocking eyes of Justeaze.
"Yes."
"Very well, I shall call Semiramis to tell her of the turn of events."
"Master," Semiramis appeared in the hall which held the Greater Grail. "You called?"
"Yes," Shirou told her, his body and voice tense. "We need to leave."
"Master? What-Watch out," She yelled, summoning chains to grab him and fling him to the side. She dematerialized quickly as a beam of pure magic shot out right where they once stood.
"What is the meaning of this," She demanded, coming next to her master.
"You two are no longer needed…"
"We had a deal Einzbern! Or does the pride of you family mean nothing to you," Shirou growled.
"I care little for it. I want more…"The woman moaned.
"Who knew that the ever vailent and kind Justeaze Lizrich von Einzbern could become corrupted."
"DIE!"
"How dare you," Semiramis yelled, summoning forth her chains.
"Come!" Justeaze yelled, summoning forth servants to defeat Shirou and Semiramis.
"How did this happened," Shirou coughed, summoning forth his Katana.
"Master, please focus on getting out of here," Semiramis said.
"Alright."
"Caster and Archer come forth!"
The ground rumbled beneath them as golems sprung to life, larger and more powerful than any mage could create.
"Avicebron," Shirou couched, slicing off a golem's head. He barely managed to dodge the bullets that rained down upon him. "Counter Guardian."
"Sorry, but I've got order's," the man sighed, summoning his twin handguns.
Semiramis had no time to help her master as she was pelted with various noble phantasms.
"You are-"
"Two mongrels...honestly both of you are not worth my time," a blood eyed blonde sighed as he surveyed them. "You there..deal with them."
"Oh...ho..hoho..ho," the last man chuckled, an insane look upon his face.
"Be careful Semiramis, that is Mephistopheles! A demon within Biblical mythology! He made a deal with God and tried to pull the man down to hell!"
"Hoho," the clown chuckled. "You know of me! Perfect! Dragging you down to hell shall be nothing but breeze!"
"Master," Semiramis yelled as she dematerialized and reappeared next to him. Grabbing him she transported them to the throne room of her hanging gardens. "Go! Go far my Hanging Gardens!"
The floating fortress began to move swiftly, faster than the servants could get to it. The golden archer merely watched bored as the mocker of the Gardens of Babylon went away.
"Tch...that filthy mongrel will see what a mockery she has created," he growled. "I will ensure it."
"Hmm, will they ally themselves with all those children," Justeaze mocked, laughing wildly as she thought about it. "How...how pathic! Amakusa Shirou Tokisada!"
"I will go and begin the preparations for my Noble Phantasm," Avicebron said.
"Use any and all materials in which I have collected in my time in this endless void," Justeaze grinned maliciously.
"My thanks...master." Avicebron bowed before heading out.
"You Archers," Justeaze questioned.
"I'm going to take a nap," the dark skinned one mumbled walking away.
"I'll be walking around, don't call me for something trivial," the other snapped.
"Leave clown," Justeaze ordered, making the demon pout before skipping away.
"Master…."
"I must speak with them," Shirou coughed. "Get me to those Servants!"
"Understood."
Even I am confused about this chapter and I have no idea why! Comment on what you think and what will happen now!