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Hello! I wanted to thank everyone who has been worried about me from the last chapter and say a big fat THANK YOU! It does mean a lot to me that you all understand that the last chapter was not what I really envisioned but it is going to take me a while to manage to fix it as it is a bit of a trouble getting over the emotional hurdles that came along with it.

Another thing to clarify, the Heroic Spirits said they would release the people of Tartarus as a JOKE. Heroic spirits are basically your veteran friends, they have a shitty and dumb sense of humor that can often miss with other people. Also, Guest Aerial, Heroic Spirits are often spat upon so they do know what it's like to be taken advantage of. The whole invasion of the Original Chaldea during the Part 2 prologue was basically the crypters spitting on them and taking away everything they loved, even though they didn't witness it, it was something that was taken away from them and they couldn't do anything.

Enjoy~!

Sherlock watched as the Cavalry Battle went on before him, he saw a myriad of ways that each of the teams could get the number one headband; but the main team was indeed smart in getting them to fight one another while staying in the air as long as possible.

Though his teammates were strange for sure.

Curse his master for sending him off the Island to watch this accursed festival of children doing nothing more than peacocking around...though the fact he was caught with his...eh-hem, medicines, this was the lesser of two evils.

Lord help him from the boredom of this worlds 'rehab'.

"Sooo!" Sherlock dodged the arm that went to slam around his shoulder, sighing as the woman laughed with glee. "You thinking about taking an intern or two? For Chaldea?"

"As we have stated before," he gave a side glance to Miruko. "Chaldea does not take Interns, Sidekicks or other heroes from agencies or fresh out of school. And I dare say it's a bit hypocritical for you to ask me such a thing...when you don't do the same thing."

"Ahahahah!" The hero laughed uproariously as she moved to sling her arm around him again.

"You got guts! I will admit that!"

"I feel as if I am merely accustomed to people such as you...Chaldea does have such characters as you," he smirked as the woman gave a manic grin.

"Now that sounds fun...anyway me and you can have a spar," she asked as Sherlock sighed.

"That is an exhaustive request that I am unfortunately going to have to decline," he shot her down with ease. "As you can tell we are in a bit of bind when it comes to our public image and-"

A ringing went off that had the man stopping, reaching for his pocket where his phone was going off. He answered without even asking who it could be.

"Holmes….Pepe? It's rare for you to acknowledge me nowadays, much less call me….What? No, we have no such intentions….Oh, you're speaking of the people...They did what?...Capture them and interrogate them! I do not care if they are civilians they broke into the Indian Agency! You said one got into the records room. Put them in confinement and make sure everything is still there...I'll call the Director….Thank you."

Holme shung up, looking nervous and uncertain as he clutched his phone.

"So...they finally snapped and broke in huh," a hero called out with a laugh.

"Chaldea had over 100 personnel, not heroes, once upon a time. Twice we've been raided and of that 100 only 10, not including the director and the vice...are still there," he snapped, the hero quieted down. "So we have lost a lot more than you think," he hissed. "Do not take our coldness as something we are always like."

"Hey...I just...how could we know," the hero scoffed. "You don't report anything-"

'You don't," Holmes assured. "No one can, which is why there is decorum in open places such as this that must be upheld. A shame that it's not common sense."

"Dick move man," Miruko huffed as the buzzer announcing the end went off.

"I will be at the Chaldean Cafe we opened should anyone wish to speak to me, and trust when I say I would wish it not," Holmes inclined his head before heading out. "A very good day to you all."

The door closed with a resounding thud.

OUTSIDE THE UA ARENA

"Hello! Welcome to The Round Cafe," Bedivere called as a mass of people began to line up for a seat. "Please note we have limited seating and time slots available for everyone! Now, Table for 2?"

It was a mess of buzzing people and phones as they began to take photos and videos of the area they were in at the moment.

"Hello Ladies. I am your butler for this afternoon," Gawain smiled as he approached his table. "Have you found anything that you fancy, or do the ladies need another moment?"

It was like that for all the tables, being waited on hand and foot like they were real lords and ladies. The Water Hose duo were smiling as they looked around, dressed up as a Butler and Maid. They rushed to get out drinks and desserts to the patrons when ordered.

On the side of the room was a door leading to the area where you could buy into the raffle for the prizes and even purchase ahead of time Chaldean Fest Tickets if you didn't want to enter the raffle for the event.

"Heya! Monoma! Take a break why don't you," Kintoki said as he handled another purchase. "You've been at this since the first event."

"I know but that was only 2 hours ago," the boy stated.

"Go on ahead and get something to eat in the back! Enma san makes a lot of food for us so go ahead," the Golden hero smiled as he ushered the boy back. "We can handle things here."

"Kay," Monoma nodded as he closed his station and headed into the back where some delicious food was waiting along with someone else. "I thought you were in the cavalry battle Itsuka."

"I was...but I got knocked out," she sighed. "I decided to do some clean up for Chaldea. Hired me to keep the stuff in the back nice and clean."

"Keep you away from the vultures for sure," Monoma sighed, grabbing a plate of sushi before plopping down beside the girl. "It's been rough out there selling tickets."

"I saw the line," she smiled.

"Yeah...but there's also those nuts that are trying to buy up all the tickets to prevent people from going and those that are yelling in my face about how Chaldea is the end of heroism and good people in general…"

"Sounds rough," the girl whistled as the sound of yelling broke through the wall separating them.

"YOU BASTARDS THINK THAT MAKING AN EVENT TO UPSTAGE UA IS A WAY TO MAKE PEOPLE LIKE YOU!?

"Get him out of here please," Kintoki called out. "Sir, your scaring children-"

'THAT'S YOUR GUY'S JOB!"

"Kintoki is no doubt this close," Itsuka pinched her fingers together. "Decking the man."

"Probably!"

"So...Chaldea decided to be nice and all those that are working for them during the sports festival get to go to the Chaldean fest and if they get in through the raffle for the Dead Heat they can use it as plus one," Itsuka began. "It's really driven up revenue that's going to help with the Indian Agency."

"I heard about that in passing…"

"Some man who runs it...Scandinavia...that's his name I swear," Itsuka laughed at Monoma's look. "He works directly for them and is a friend of his too...he took quite the beating to make sure all the heroes got out."

"I heard the Indian Agency has some pretty...violent? People," Monomas asked.

'Yeah...and now the dudes under review because he nearly killed a man who got too close to the records room,'' Itsuka whispered. "Apparently someone did get in and Chaldea is holding him in confinement at the moment."

'They are allowed privacy...I mean look at the commissions…" Monoma grunted.

"I know and Russia was nearly hit until a wall of ice created by the Grand Duchess of Ice, Anastasia stopped them," she sighed. "The man, Kadoc, went on a public online rant that basically called out the Commissions for trying to get into their agencies...it's getting out of hand."

"It's made worse by the fact that the director won't come forward...I heard his name is Kirsch...something."

"It's all a lie. They made that name up to stop people at the time but during I-Expo the director is said to reveal himself," Itsuka nodded as she took the sashimi handed to her. "He has no other choice."

"I...I hope things don't change here though," Monoma murmured. "I...I don't want Fujimaru sensei to be fired…"

"Me either….me neither."

HOSU

"Patrols huh," Izo asked as he and Tensei walked the streets of Hosu. "Haven't done much of this…"

"I've heard of your reputation," Tensei coughed, the two drawing attention on the basis of Izo being...well Chaldean. "You're the shadier side of things huh?"

"I guess so," he shrugged. "If you call cutting down the bad guys the shadier side then I guess I am," he gave another helpless shrug before plopping down on a bench that they stopped by. "I mean...Bad Guys by my standard at least."

"You have a sense of justice now," Tensei asked as Hajimae reported through text.

"I guess," Izo shrugged. "Not one to think about it really. Just follow the master's orders without too much thought. I like it that way."

'Does your director not listen to you," Tensei asked, feeling weird calling the man a master.

"Nah, he does. He always has listened to our bitching and complaints, been taken advantage of multiple times by other heroes we have but he always forgives them," he sniffed. "I heard that one time someone staged a coup and when he was defeated his punishment was cleaning the master's room! For a coup!"

"Did...Did anyone die?"

'Nah, just got the shit beaten out of them and put on probation for a month," the man shrugged. "Master just recently started doing rough punishments. But that's because we always try to antagonize you people," he grinned as Tensei sweatdropped.

'Well-" he stumbled to a stop when Izo jumped up, looking positively wild as he looked from left to right.

"He's here...I sense him," he feral grinned before steadying his sword and taking off.

"W..WAIT!" Tensei yelped as he rushed after the other man. "We need to call your back up-"

'Screw them! This is my prey," Izo laughed out loud as he continued rushing down the street, pushing others out of the way as he did so. "He thinks he can take my spot? Can he be like me in this era?! Bull shit!"

'What...what is Izo talking about...not that I think about it...his name sounds very familiar,' Tensei thought as he followed the crazed man. As they passed an alley Tensei sensed pure unfiltered bloodlust that was similar to Izo's and skidded to a stop. His training took over and he rushed into the alley, forgetting to inform Izo as he headed straight into the darkened alley.

"I've found you! Hero Killer!"

"Tch.."

Tensei didn't know what happened, one moment he was facing the hero killer the next the man was suddenly behind him, ready to strike and possibly end his career. Then a clang of metal, a resounding laugh and the force of a push had him turning to see that Izo had blocked the attack, pushing Stain back closer to the entrance of the alley.

"Hey Hero Killer, names Izo..Okada Izo," he grinned, resting his balde on his shoulder as the villain took a stance. "The hell you are doing, taking my place in history...there should only be one man slayer!"

"You admit to being a villain before a hero," Stain growled.

"I never said I was a hero. Chaldea doesn't care so long as you do your job. I owe master everything...I owe him my life and by damn Kami I will fucking do everything to serve him," Izo breathed, smile full of teeth as he moved to lower his sword. "Hajime. Erice. Stay out of my way."

"Izo-san," Erice began , holding her spear tightly in her hands.

"Oi, this wasn't the plan Izo!" Hajimae demanded as he stepped forward before Izo growl stopped him.

"I don't give a damn! He's mine! I won't kill him, but I will maim him," Izo yelled, rushing to the man who met back with equal force.

"Flase...your all false heroes!"

"What the fuck do you know about heroism? Heroism isn't about being a damn golden boy it's about the end deed. Whatever you do to get there is all jackshit in the end when the deed is done," Izo mocked, he wheezed when a knife slammed into his middle before giving another toothy grin. "Lets go. I'll show you what it means to be a man slayer.."

"I will destroy all Chaldean Heroes!"

"Like shit you will."

I-ISLAND

"Umm...where...where's Ritsuka," Melissa asked when she returned to the room. "I brought some of the cakes we ordered."

"He's resting at the moment. The call took a lot out of him and he's in no mood to deal with anyone at the moment," Edmond explained, getting up to accept the cakes. "These will help him when he wakes up. Thank you."

"Of...Of course," she nodded. "I...um…"

"What,' Edmond jerked his head to the side, Melissa assumed it was an earpiece. "I see. I'll go down and calm them down. Melissa is here so she can watch him."

"Has something happened?"

"A rep from the Russian branch just arrived to go over the breach at the moment and we need to get them through," Edmond explained, placing the items in the fridge. "Stay here and watch the room? Ritsuka is out cold for the moment so he shouldn't wake up, but if you could?"

'Of course," Melissa nodded.

"Thanks. And if you could bring a pitcher of water in his room in case he does wake?"

"No problem," she smiled as the man rushed out, cape trailing behind him as he did so. "Water…" she trailed off. She spotted a pitcher by the mini bar the room had, rushing over she went to fill it up. The quicker she did it the less the urge to snoop around she would have.

Once it was 3/4ths full the girl threaded quietly over to the closed door and opened it as gently as she could. The room was pitch black save the line of light on the top of the windows where the sunlight came in through. Melissa quickly took off her shoes and padded in with her socked feet on the plush carpet, letting out a silent sigh of relief as the door remained open.

She moved to place the pitch next to the empty glass Ritsuka no doubt took with him before his nap. She took that moment to look at the director and was struck with how young and untroubled he looked in that moment.

In that moment Melissa understood he was truly under immense stress and pressure if the only moment he looked young and untroubled was in his sleep. The girl swallowed before moving to leave when a whimper caught her attention.

"Gelda….Gelda….please...please believe me...I'm not here to hurt you," Ritsuka whimpered as he fisted his pillow and snuggled closer to it. "Paxti...Paxti….it's so cold here...I'm sorry…"

"Fujimaru-kun," Melissa murmured, but he was too deep in.

"Boy...you...you…" he gasped, twisting in his sleep. "Asha...Asha I'm so sorry! I...I wanted to save him...I couldn't...Adele...Makiolos...I...erggh…" he curled up on himself like he was struck in the middle. "I wanted to save you...Please...please…"

"Fujimaru!" Melissa whispered.

"Please believe me," he begged to the people of his past. "Romani….Romani don't...please," the last word was broken and choked as he began to turn frantically. "Don't leave me alone!"

"Fujimaru," Melissa snapped, the man snapping his eyes open and grabbing a knife to point at the girl who jumped back.

"Me...Melissa," he gasped, grabbing his chest to calm his beating heart. "What...where is everyone!"

'Some...someone came from the russain branch to speak to you, they needed to get him through customs…." she swallowed, eyeing the knife as he looked at her.

"I see…" He swallowed his gasp before putting the knife down. "Please…leave me be."

"I...I don't think-"

"LEAVE ME BE!"

Melissa jerked back, fear marring her face as she nodded before rushing out and slamming the door closed.

Why did I survive?

A boy with nothing to offer, eager to get out of Japan for the summer while being in an ultra high tech facility. A boy who merely was good with talking to servants, who had no magic or the likes to offer to the table?

Was fate laughing at him? Or did God simply hate him?

I really didn't know.

I still could see their faces, Paxti looking at us across the fire his mind filled with some thought or another. Gelda smiled as she cooked happily in her house that was made for a child and not adults. The boy begged Jing Ke for another poem for them to write out on the dirt field, the one from before perfectly written before him. Asha smiled as she ran along with Vihan before he vanished, smiling brightly as her father huffed out a smile. The twins making snarky remarks under their breaths with me, smiling at my laughter.

Sometimes, I wonder why I was the lucky one.

Why did I survive that fateful day while everyone else nearly lost their lives.

It was a question that I had pondered and even thought about using a grail to answer...just to see if there was an answer.

Was it the Stars of Fate? Was it Lady Luck? Was it Sheer Dumb Luck?

I never got the answer, even through the near decade I fought to save humanity and the people I came to adore as my family...I never knew the answer as to why me. Was I afraid of the answer? Maybe. Was I too scared to ask?

Most certainly. But so long as I had my family with me...my family...

Servants were people with immense power, but they were also my family. Mothers, Father's, Brothers, Sisters, Subordinates, Lords, Kings, Gods...they were everything to me.

They still are everything to me.

Ahhh...I hate myself...I hate this facade that I have to show to the world….why...why can't we all go back into solitude...an army of NEETS, happy and content with one another. Hijikata and Carmilla could raise Jack as they would normally, like back in Chaldea. Sanson would be playing with Abby as she spoke of Lavina. Music would flow openly throughout the whole facility as divine smells came from the kitchen where children would already be begging for a tiny morsel of a meal to come.

I...I would be happy and safe in a place where it really felt like a home.

The knife was heavy in my hand as I gripped it tight. A simple deep gash to my neck would end everything and Chaldea would fully vanish before the public's eyes, they would remain curious and perhaps research and become curious...all if one person were to die.

If I were to die.

"I would implore you not to," Geotia's voice was rough as it caressed my ear, his hand covering my own that held the knife. "It would not be good for us if you did."

"I'm tired...I feel like a monster in this world…"

"It's not something uncommon, no," he asked. "You were a monster to the association before we came here...I distinctly remember we were preparing for war against them. We merely have suffered a setback-"

"Since when have we done war against our own people," I coughed, feeling pressure move up into my chest the more I sat there. "Since when have we done that!"

"Since they decided you living was too much of a risk for them," he hissed into my ear, hand gripping the base of my hair tightly within his claws. "They decided that your life was not worth it when you gave it all your life. You gave up being a human so they could survive-"

"I'm not there anymore I am here...what am I doing," I sob, hand over my face as I tried to regain my thoughts. "Why am I letting everything go to hell in this place...We are losing the support we need...we need to step back. We need to gain support again."

``You just woke up from a fear filled dream...no time to be a director now," Goetia's voice was soothing. So soothing.

"No...No...I can't let us keep going on like this...you hear me, Goetia," I turned to face the Former King of Humans, his eyes so sad as they looked into my own.

"Master...oh master," he crooned, hands caressing my tear stricken face and he came closer. "We will follow you until the very edge of the world. To the Land of the Shadow of Death...to any corner of this cosmos so long as we can all stay with you. To see these eyes," I could feel his thumb run under my left eye, getting rid of my tears. "Burn with determination and hatred once more."

"This world does not deserve our ire," I choked, eyes closing as his other hand went to my cheek. "But I can't help but hate it...Why? Why could I have not been lauded as a hero and then left alone?"

"Because God is cruel and your destiny continues."

"Call back all the heroes…" I murmured, warm as Goetia pulled me deeper into his embrace. "Changes….changes will need to be made."

Soon an inky blackness surrounded me and I was at peace.

If only for a moment.

"Oh great king," Goetia didn't bother to acknowledge his sworn enemy as he appeared from the shadows. "What say you?"

"Silence clown," he snarled, still looking at the door where his master lies in a dreamless slumber. "Explain this?"

He held up a simple scrap of tea stained paper, only this paper radiated magical energy and held a word on it.

MNEMOSYNE

"Where did you get that," Ashiya demanded as he stanched the paper up. "Where was this found?"

"In our master's bed," Goetia snapped, eyes flicking up to the disgraced onmyoji. "Along with this."

In his hand appeared a paper shikigami, Ashiya's face twisted in anger and fury.

"If you think that I am the one twisting masters mind-"

"It's because of your reaction I know it is not you," Goetia sighed. "Any Onmyoji you can think of that would do this?"

"A great deal many...I was not liked," he smiled happily despite the slight blush on his cheek. "Even by other lords and Samurai."

"You're no help then," Goetia scoffed.

"I am a great help to master," Ashiya sounded offended. Good. "But things are not going well on our Heroics end, especially with Izo and the likes. He's gotten out of hand with his fight with Stain."

"I knew allowing the master to send that dog out would come back to bite us. What happened?"

"He's being lauded as a fanatic and Stain 2.0," Ashiya hummed. "They are calling for him to be thrown into Tartarus with maximum security."

"When aren't they nowadays," Goetia grumbled. "Seems like all humans want is for their obvious past to go away."

'They think we are inspired by the past, good king," Ashiya smiled. "Not that we are indeed their past."

"Master intends to do what the UN and Commissions want and step back. Go away from the limelight and reevaluate our conduct."

"Master...why," Ashiya asked.

"I don't know. UA is very close to kicking us out, too radical we are-"

"Half the school will leave then," Ashiya couldn't help the laugh that followed. "Masters class is most anticipated by many students. Master is kind and loving, he wouldn't do anything to them."

"Makes you wonder why he's been acting out," Goetia asked. "You're sadistic on a good day, but master punishments have been getting out of hand."

'Your saying that someone might be interfering with his mind and his actions?"

"They could be or we've finally corrupted him to the point of no return," the King of Humans shrugged. "Either way it's not our problem. We'll follow him to the ends of the world itself, the only problem lies with the people who brought us here."

"Which brings me to another thing I wished to ask of you. You are certain?"

"Hm?"

"You are certain that there is no Holy Grail anywhere in this world? None at all?"

They stared at one another for a few hard moments before Goetia sighed and averted his eyes.

"I am...unsure of that. It makes little sense, why we were put into this world when we were prepared to fight for our lives against the association…," He hummed, eyes boring into the floor below his feet. "Why bring us here? They even brought Pepe and Kadoc...who weren't even with us in Antarctica at the time," he mused.

"Something or someone wants us here...that annoying dead apostle was oddly silent during Ritsuka's trial too," Ashiya commented.

"He was indeed...he said nothing as our master stared at him...not like the trial really mattered in the end. It was all formalities to let us know our master was sentenced to death…"

"Tch...those humans really thought that killing him...telling US they were going to kill him...was a good idea," Goetia smiled as he thought back to their screams as he snapped a guard's neck. "Idiots."

"Indeed they were...but if the Holy Grail is not here then what is powering us," Ashiya couldn't help but wonder. "Fame means nothing in this world, even the older generations don't remember much of us...how do we still have so much power?"

"There has to be a Grail here...but none of us can sense it," Goetia insisted with a shake of his head. His golden hair covered his entire body as he did so, Ashiya being treated to a lump of golden hair. "Master must sense it...but something is blocking his sight...someone is trying to break him to make him an easy target."

"Well it's easier to do it now than back at Novum Chaldea," Ashiya admitted. "I'll have Dantes go into the master's mind and see if something is impeding his thought process. If not then we will have to do a sweep of everything."

"Very well. I will wait for my master to wake up," he murmured. "We will be down soon enough...how is Kadoc?"

"The Former Crypter is angry and upset...the records room was specifically targeted."

"Civilians may have raided India and Russia, but the Commissions took the most advantage of it."

"Yes indeed," Ashiya nodded, moving to exit the room. "I fear we will have to reveal ourselves sooner than I would like, lest we end up making a big mistake."

The door closed and Goetia was silent as he stared at the white door.

"A big mistake….how strange…"

CHALDEA, INDIAN BRANCH

"Oh Ash! Darling," Pepe called to his former servant who hummed in response. "How is our little guest? Anything interesting to tell us?"

"Tch. he's pissing me off, that's what. He aint saying shit!"

"Fuck you," the man spat as the Archer reared back for another hit.

"Ah, ah," Pepe's hand landed on the shoulder of his former servant. "No hitting. We can't have you breaking his jaw now and what a shame that would be indeed. I mean look at this jaw he has, ooh gives some of those Greeks a run for their money."

'Can you not make this weird, pisses me off when you do," the archer grunted as he shrugged the other man's hand off.

"Everything makes you rage my dear, but that is what makes you I suppose," he brushed off before kneeling before the Commission's agent. "Now you," he grinned. "How about you explain why you decided to raid Russia and India? Do you know Kadoc and I?"

"We...We thought that your director would be here," he coughed, the look in Pepe's eye scaring the man. "He's never been to Japan. All there is, is the fuckng Vice director with goddamn stick up his ass!"

"And why do you want our director dear," Pepe demanded. "What do you have in store for him?"

"We...we need him to fire Fujimaru...get someone likable and trustworthy…"

"You know nothing of what Fujimaru has done to deserve his position in Chaldea," Pepe snarled, grabbing the man's hair by the nape of his neck. He yanked him back and stared deep into his eyes. "So I will ask you again. What do you want without our director?"

The man stared at Pepe for a moment before realization dawned on his face.

"How...how can you follow someone as insane as Fujimaru?"

"Darling...Chaldea isn't what you think it is…" Pepe crooned as Karna and Arjuna Alter entered. "I am afraid you are barking a tree that is quite deadly for a little pup like you."

"Master hasn't given us any orders...but silence is the best way," Alter began. "I can erase his memories with ease...but the Commission is another story."

'I will contact any caster available to set up defenses," Karna nodded.

'You two," Pepe cried out with glee as he released the man who gasped as the pressure left his neck. "Always a dear little ol me! You go do that Karna. And Arjuna...well, I'll leave you to your little...rewiring," he wiggled his fingers as Arjuna began to power up his noble phantasm. "Don't forget the people from Russia as well," he winked.

'Of course."

"Wh...what the hell are you people," the man demanded.

"Heroes."

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