A/N: Yeah, I keep getting all kinds of mixed comments on how my story is either good or copy and paste style. I will only respond here to such comments and never again, I DO NOT COPY AND PASTE! I am simply taking the format for scenarios from various works I liked, but decided to combine in a manner I have yet to see anyone attempt. IF you bothered to read this, you would know already.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING FATE OR Campione! and ANY similarities between my fanfic and other stories are simply in the scenario and its concept, ONLY. I do not claim any of the scenarios used by others as my own, I just liked them and have figured out the best way to combine them. I DO NOT COPY AND PASTE!
God Slaying Blade Works: The King of Wrought Iron
Prologue Part 2: King's Fall, Sword's Rise, And After-Incident Report
In a world of swords and flames, of steel and battles, there can be seen a marvelous sight. The sky itself seems to burn in an eternal dawn's light, with a giant monolithic series of gears, perpetually moving continuously spinning eternally, shining down on a silent world with a ground of iron sand and steel dust, interlaced with patches of grass, as if from a meadow or a grassy plain, with a large number of gashes in the ground, as if a horrific battle of epic proportions took place here, with the land itself still recovering from said war, almost as if the land itself was in the midst of healing. Stabbed into the very ground at numerous points and intervals, with seemingly chaotic and disorganized clutter, was a large number of weapons, blades of all kinds, stabbed into the ground almost like memorials, honoring the great warriors who once wielded this very blades. At the very center of this ominously silent, yet oddly comforting world, a hill stands alone, with a small series of seemingly inconsequential weapons, yet are obviously placed deliberately as symbolic in the importance they hold, to the sentimental value they have, in the heart of this world.
And yet within this seeming empty world, ominously isolated, yet serenely peaceful and comfortable, a battle between two warriors is being waged in this otherwise silent space.
One, an Ancient King from the [Age of Gods] who has grown animosity towards humanity as he feels their unworthiness merits their extinction, and moves towards his goal with unruly brutal abandon and arrogant egotistic pride. His boredom and loss of faith in mankind driving him to commit an atrocity worthy of the envy of [All the Worlds Evil]
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The other, A young teen, whom has grown into a young man, and become a warrior chosen by fate to be a hero of the modern era, in the [Age of Humanity]'s darkest hour. Refusing to even acknowledge the golden king as even a fallen hero from an era long past, he has long since stopped trying to reason with the fallen [King of Heroes], and stands against him, the world as his witness, to the birth of the [Blade of Humanity], the [Ally of Justice] and the last [Hero of Mankind].
Scene Break- Shirou P.O.V.
As I fought Gilgamesh, the two of us were literally throwing our weight around, our weapons firing at each other and canceling out one another as we continuously clashed, collided, and all around showered the area with the broken remnants of once exquisite weapons, the pinnacle of the very best blades ever made in all of history. With each weapon the golden archer fired at me, I hurled an exact copy right back, shattering both in a shower of sparks and broken steel. While closing in on him, he seems to get extremely pissed, that I keep him from killing me, on top of sending EXACT COPIES of his treasures right back at him, and one look at the hateful glare his eyes are piercing me with, if looks could kill, I'd have been skewered countless times by now from the sheer blades his eyes are currently directing at me, both figurative AND literal.
"DAMN YOU FAKER, STOP COUNTERFEITING THE ROYAL TREASURES AND DIE ALREADY!" Shouted the golden archer, his face morphing into an arrogant sneer filled with absolute loathing and hatred. Can't say I don't feel the same, considering I only ever felt hatred from the bottom of my heart for three people, and the funny part was, each of them are dead. "Why don't you try harder then [King of Heroes], or are you so far gone in your arrogance, that you fail to even realize just how twisted your mind has become from the [Corrupted Grail]'s influence that you can't even tell HOW FAR YOU'VE FALLEN?!" I taunted right back, shouting out the last words right at his face in anger and hatred for what the once [Oldest of Heroes] and [Greatest of Kings] has been reduced too.
His golden armor which was once the most exotically beautiful piece of craftsmanship, had been cracked, damaged, and even dented and broken with pieces missing from the set, and shattered from the repetitive explosive force of several pounds of dynamite, courtesy of a few [Caladbolg II] broken and fired off in rapid succession. His Hair, which was once spiked up in a style similar to a golden crown of blonde spikes, had become disheveled and his bangs fallen to his forehead, with blood and grime covering his face and body from his numerous wounds, mostly severe cuts, burns, and a few cracked, maybe broken bones, but otherwise unharmed.
I wasn't exactly looking much better, my jacket had long since been discarded, revealing my tattered white sweater with blue sleeves just barely holding itself together. My jeans had been ripped here and there at the seams, with blood and dirt from a few tumbles and minor wounds from the constant clashing. Suffice to say, this outfit has pretty much been ruined, just like most of my outfits during this [Holy Grail War]. But my physical condition isn't really much better than his, my od is down to less than one-fourth my full capacity, my stamina has been drastically reduced from the constant back and forth between me and this golden bastard, and both mentally and physically, I am nearing the absolute limit I can possibly go before my body, mind, and prana give out. I only have enough in me to go at least a few more clashes. After that...well, at least I kept him busy long enough for the plan to go off without a hitch.
The plan was simple: I fought Gilgamesh, while Bazett and Caren use the distraction to find and rescue the monks in the temple who passed out from having their bodies exposed to the curses spewing out of the [Corrupted Grail], and purifying as much of the tainted[Infernal Mud] as possible, while using the cover story of an old, underground toxic gas leak that was sealed in an abandoned, private gemstone mine that was owned by the Tohsaka clan, but was sealed when the mine stopped producing gems and unearthed an old, toxic gas deposit that killed a few of their miners. The idea was actually rather clever, that the gas was both toxic and highly flammable, the perfect cover for the explosion from Saber's use of [Excalibur] to destroy the greater grail. While that's happening, Rin and Sakura would face Kirei Kotomine, and kill him, then free Illyia from the tainted muck that is using her as the core for the [Corrupted Grail]. Rin had a few complaints about the plan, but in the end, I convinced her this would not only give us the best way to deal with the [Holy Grail] once and for all, but also give a legitimate excuse in the event we don't survive this battle as to what we were doing and what had happened. In the end, she only gave in to the plan because her pragmatic magus side and her human side ended conceding at the same time that it was the best choice.
But I just HAD to jinx myself. My own fickle, Root-be-Damned E-rank luck just had to bite me in the ass. Just as he and I were about to continue our battle, we were interrupted by a sudden tear in my world, something that had started to drag Gilgamesh into it, right by his arm, dragging him and my [Reality Marble] along with him into it, and I couldn't look away, like watching a car crash or a train wreck as it happened right in front of you, I just stared watching dumbstruck while the golden archer began shouting and struggling against the void that seems to wish to devour him.
"NO, you DAMN STUPID CUP! Doesn't the [Grail] know a servant can't become its core? I absolutely REFUSE to die in such an insultingly indignant way as THIIIiiii-" the golden archer's screams of defiance and shouts of protest were cut off as the hole in space itself dragged him inside, leaving me right in the middle of the ruins of [Ryuudou Temple], with but a single thought running through my mind.
' By the [Root], Mother of [Akasha], [Alaya], [Gaia], and all things in between, just WHAT in the HELL was THAT DAMN THING?!'
I didn't take my eyes from the spot where the space itself distorted, with my mind running miles a minute.
But a sudden trio of voices from behind me broke my gaze, causing me to miss a key detail in my moment of my lapse of attention.
P.O.V. Third Person
Rin, Sakura, and Illyia were stumbling wearily up to the place where Shirou was just battling against Gilgamesh, when suddenly they felt a strange shift in the ambient mana in the area, causing their tired bodies to become fully alert for any and all possible threats, only to relax when they saw a familiar head of red hair staring of into space, with a look on his face that just seemed to show full attention to a single spot, in a battle stance that would not be out of place if he were facing an enemy, causing them to share a look between them.
"Shirou/Sempai/Onii-chan? What are you staring at?" They all ask him at the same time in a weary voice. Shirou suddenly starts, then turns to look at them, his guard dropping for but a few moments, when suddenly, a series of golden chains suddenly rips out of the very spot from which the tear Shirou was staring at intensely just a few seconds ago, wrapping tightly around all four of them, shocking the trio while Shirou just silently swore under his breathe.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" screamed the Tohsaka heiress, shrieking the exact thoughts of all four of the teens present, as suddenly a face starts to pull itself out of the dimensional rip, using the four of them like an anchor to keep from being sucked into oblivion.
"Don't you DARE to pull in a KING of all people into the grail!" shouted Gilgamesh, the Golden Archer simply pulling himself out while the struggling teens try to stand in place without being pulled in with him. They all glare at the fallen [King of Heroes], when Shirou Suddenly shouts at him over the noise, "What are you DOING?! Are you trying to pull us in with you?!"
"Fool, I merely need you to stand where you are so I can pull myself out! At least make yourselves useful in something as simple as this!" the golden archer suddenly shouted in annoyance, his face itself being ripped as it started pulling even harder to drag him in. The fact he wasn't screaming at all from such a horrific ordeal shows just how much of a tough bastard he was in Shirou's opinion. Then Gilgamesh did something that absolutely caused the four teens' minds to screech to a halt.
"At least it couldn't possibly get any worse!"
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With a perfectly synchronized movement, the four teens suddenly looked right in the golden archer's eyes, and said with a perfect deadpan tone and face, "Did you really just say that, you just had to jinx it."
Gilgamesh just looked at them with a look of confusion and irritation, before the ground beneath the four teens suddenly shifted, causing the four of them to start being pulled in, all eyes widening and each screaming a curse at each other.
"DAMN YOU MONGREEeeeeee-" "That golden BASTAAAaaaa-" "Onii-chan, you and your damn bad LUUUUUUUuuuuuu-" "Girls, hang on I'll- *SHHRIIKK thump*"
In that instant, the only trace of the teens even being there was a severed left arm from a young man, the only sign of the four found, by Bazett and Caren, who were aware of something going horribly wrong, and were even more horrified when a certain Dead Apostle Sorcerer showed up in the aftermath, and found out what was left of Emiya Shirou, Tohsaka Rin, Matou Sakura, and Illyiasviel von Einzburn. His apparent annoyance at the disappearance seemed even more disturbing then [Clocktower]'s usual reaction to his boredom.
After-Incident Report for the Fifth Holy Grail War Disaster
In the wake of the Explosion caused by the Asian magi who participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War, with testimony from both Bazett McRemitz Fragga and Caren Hortensia, the Fuyuki Holy Grail System has been deemed far too dangerous to allow it's continued existence, and as such has been ordered by the authority of Lorelei Bartholomelloi, Head of the noble Bartholomelloi family of magus, to be dismantled as of immediately, to prevent the risk of any possible discovery of mage craft by those who are ignorant of the existence of magic. Furthermore, according to more in depth investigation, the remains of four magi teens were summarily given up as lost, with one being the hated heir to Emiya Kiritsugu, the infamous 'Magus Killer' himself, resulting in the absolute loss of the mage bloodlines of Emiya, Matou, and Tohsaka. While the Einzburn family has made strong opposition to the idea of dismantling the grail system, they have been warned by the Queen of the Clocktower herself that if they press the issue, then she would have them slapped with a sealing designation for attempting to even think of trying to salvage a ritual so corrupted that children whom were the last of their respective mage bloodlines, and even his own granddaughter, died in the attempt to prevent the disaster they seemed intent upon releasing, and said in no idle threat, that if he kept pushing, then she would use all the power of the Clocktower at her discretion to personally end every single member of their family, especially when the Wizard Marshal himself, Kishur Zelretch Shweinorg, stepped in to reveal that he knew the grail was corrupted, and that he simply could not do anything about it sooner because if he did, then he would have broken a promise he made to the three founders of the Heaven's Feel ritual where he agreed NOT to interfere more than necessary with the ritual itself.
After which, Lady Lorelei Bartholomelloi interrogated him on everything he knew, and the Kaleidoscope then dropped the proverbial bombshell on them all, shocking both Miss Hortensia, and Executer Fragga. The Wizard Marshal stated, to the utter shock of all present for the investigation, in I quote, "The children aren't dead, but have apparently been sucked into another world. How it happened, I don't know, but somehow, the four of them were dragged into a rip between dimensions caused by the Heretical Servant Avenger, Angra Mainyu, to a world where he could manifest in order to regain a foothold in Creation from whence he was expelled. That would normally be impossible, as Alaya and Gaia would never allow him to do so, which means they most likely were hurled into the dimensional gap, and thus killed. He told them he was just as plain angry because the young Emiya was apparently his favorite source of entertainment.
As such, the official investigation and clean up, as well as the dismantling of the Grail System was handled by and overseen by the Queen herself, and she summarily left back for Clocktower as soon as everything that was needed was finished. Both Miss Hortensia and Enforcer Fragga remained in Fuyuki City, even going so far as to stay in the Emiya family estate until further notice.
~Summary of the Fifth Holy Grail War incident, and it's aftermath, now referred to as the "Mt. Enzo Disaster" by the locals, By Waver Velvet, Lord El-Melloi II
A/N: Okay, here's prologue part two, finished and posted. Now to answer a question by a reviewer, yes, Bazzet and Caren WILL make an appearance, no, they are not dead, and lastly, Kudos to you, for realizing something that wasn't very obvious. Give hima cookie, just he realized a subtle hint I dropped in the last chapter. Good Job Kayen1024, you get a cookie for noticing. But to Answer your question, I am afraid that would be a spoiler, so I'm. Not. Telling. Wait for the Next Chapter, and to those who may be wondering, the next chapter will also have the Stat sheet for Shirou. Later peeps, til next chapter. PEACE OUT!