Hopebringer

Plenty of people get dragged into situations they really don't want to be in by ROBs, but very few get chosen by ROB's for more than basic amusement. I was unlucky enough to be one of them. Now I'm in Worm with a mission to save the world. Unfortunately, raw power isn't what works around here.

Welp, we're back and ready for more fun! Before we begin, I suggest reading the AN for this one since I'm going to be posting a rough timeline I probably should have made sooner down there. Also, I'm putting up a poll for who to use as the Rider class Servant, so go vote on that...as soon as its up. It'll be soon...probably. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 10

Emily was annoyed. Being a very busy woman, she understandably preferred to be left to do her work to keep her desk from being buried under paperwork and yet here she was, in the second meeting of the day, this one unscheduled, thanks to the incident that had resulted in the deaths of three Empire Capes, a good number of mooks and the outing of a Protectorate affiliated Hero. In short, it was a total clusterfuck, made even worse by the fact that the ones who had ended up dealing with the problem had been a group of Independents who she was really starting to dislike, despite the fact that the Proctorate had technically got there first.

"Alright, so what do we actually know?" she asked.

"At approximately 17:00 hours, we received a report from Shadowstalker and Aegis of a Parahuman disturbance in the Empire Territory down on 23rd street," said Armsmaster, "Upon investigation, it was discovered that an unknown Parahuman was engaging Stormtiger, having already killed Victor and a large number of gang members with little effort. We arrived just in time to see the new Parahuman, codenamed Spartacus, severe Stormtigers arm. We attempted to render aid, but Spartacus attacked us on sight and by the time Miss Militia was able to disengage long enough to check on Stormtiger, he was already deceased. After that, we attempted to bring Spartacus down, but even with reinforcements from Assault, Battery and Velocity, we were unable to even irritate him, with only my Halberd and some of Miss Militias more powerful guns able to even pearce his skin. He even shrugged of a large dose from a tranquilizer I specifically designed for use on Brutes."

He seemed rather miffed by that.

"Alucard and his team arrived at around that point," he continued, "Jack prevented Velocity from being killed by Spartacus."

Piggot listened as Armsmaster went over the battle. She'd already read the reports and seen the recordings from the camera's every Protectorate Parahuman wore, but found it useful to hear reports verberly so she could get some idea of how others viewed the events.

"I see," she said once Armsmaster was finished, "It sounds like we've underestimated Alucard and his teammates."

"I agree," said Armsmaster, "I am still unsure of exactly how Saber did what she did and Archers attack also makes little sense."

"Not only that, but I don't think that Spartacus was a codename," said Miss Militia, "Something about the way Saber said it when she challenged him made it seem like it was his real name. Plus, she called herself Nero, as in the Emperor of Rome."

Piggot sighed and rubbed her eyes.

"Great, thats all we need," she growled, "A delusional Cape with delusions of grandeur and an insane amount of power. Where did Alucard even find her?"

There was no response. Piggot sighed and rubbed her eyes, wishing, not for the first time, that she could have a glass of bourbon or ten without dieing.

"Alright, we'll table that for now," she said, "What about Mouse Protector?"

"Shes downstairs with Alucard and his team," said Miss Militia, "I...have no idea what to make of the whole mess."

"Her powers are listed as minor Brute/Mover, along with her ability to teleport to anything she's previously marked," said Armsmaster, "I can't find anything on the shield she used and I know for a fact its not Tinkertech. When asked, she just says it was a gift."

"What was it that Alucard called Mouse?" asked Assault, looking thoughtful, "Astolfo, right?"

"Thats right," said Miss Militia, "Why?"

"Well, Astolfo was one of Charlemagne's 12 Paladins," said Assault, "He also referred to her as Rider of Black, which is similar to the names used by most of his teammates…"

"She's been active for a lot longer than Alucard though," said Miss Militia, "Hell, I'm pretty sure shes been active for longer than hes been alive. They can't be connected."

"I don't think they are," said Battery thoughtfully, "Not directly at least. Alucard looked genuinely surprised to see Mouse and she didn't seem to recognize him at all."

"We could always try asking," said Armsmaster distractedly.

All eyes turned to the Tinker, who looked up from the tablet he was reading and tilted his head.

"What?"

"Do you think they'd tell us anything?" asked Velocity.

"If not, we're no worse off than we are now," said Armsmaster, "This questioning is getting us nowhere."

There was a moment's silence before Piggot sighed.

"You have a point there," she said, "Alright, dismissed for now. Miss Militia, Armsmaster, please accompany me. I need to talk to our...guests."

"What about Miss Hebert?" asked Battery.

"Has she been questioned and checked?" asked Piggot.

"Yes, her Father arrived an hour ago and everything's been sorted," said Battery, "Nothing even remotely close to unusual has been found, although she did test positive for a Corona Pollentia. No Gemma so she hasn't Triggered yet. She had no idea why Spartacus, or anyone else for that matter, would have wanted her dead."

Piggot let out a huff.

"Small mercies I guess," she said, "Alright, let them go, but send a few patrols through their neighbourhood over the next couple of days, just in case."

"Understood," said Battery as she stood and headed out of the room.

"Anything else?"

There was a general round of denials, so she nodded and heaved herself to her feet. This was going to be an...interesting conversation.

"Have Alucards teammates been interviewed?" asked Piggot as she and Armsmaster headed down to the interview rooms where they'd stashed the team.

"They have," said Armsmaster, "None of them have said much though."

"Hmm, thats not surprising I suppose," said Piggot, "Did any of them show any signs of being Mastered?"

"No, we ran a number of tests that have proven effective in the past, but none of them have shown any sign of anything similar to a Master influence we've seen," said Armsmaster, "In fact, they seemed more amused by the idea of being Mastered by Alucard than anything."

"I see," said Piggot, "In that case, I suppose we'll have to get the information directly from the source."

She stopped in front of a door and waved her card over the reader. The door opened to reveal a standard interview room, complete with one way mirror and uncomfortable chairs. Alucard was sitting in one of the chairs with a wooden cup clasped in his hands, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed.

"You seem worried," said Piggot as she sat across from him, ignoring the chairs squeak of protest.

"A Berserker Class Servant appeared out of nowhere in a world without any way to connect to the Throne other than my Grail and no apparent Master to act as an anchor," said Alucard, "Damn right I'm worried! To make matters worse, I'm picking up the shattered remains of a Soul floating around and that is NOT GOOD! Messing with a Soul is a fucking horrible idea, neglecting the fact that doing so is a one way ticket straight down for a couple of millennia, those things have enough power inside them to wipe out half the solar system if they go up! Fortunately thats about as likely as Zion hooking up with Administrator D, but I think I'm more than justified in panicking a little!"

He stopped and took a deep breath, visibly pulling himself together.

"Ah, sorry about that," he said, "I didn't mean to shout, its just that this has been a rather stressful night."

"Perhaps you could elaborate on some of those points," said Piggot, "Are you implying that Spartacus was a projection of some kind?"

Alucard groaned and rubbed his face.

"Yes...no, sort of...urg."

He groaned again and let his head hit the table with a thump.

"He...wasn't a projection as you would understand it," he said.

"Elaborate," said Piggot.

Alucard hesitated and Piggot narrowed her eyes.

"I need you to tell me something Alucard," she said, "You and your teammates have done a lot of good since you arrived, but its becoming more obvious that you aren't normal Parahumans. We have never seen anything like what Saber did with that theater and I'm certain that the others have similar abilities. Not only that, but Spartacus apparently came out of nowhere yet you knew him and what he could do."

She lent forwards and fixed Alucard with an intense stare.

"Tell me what you know or I will be forced to assume that you are somehow responsible."

Alucard stared at her for a moment, then sighed.

"Normally I wouldn't take to kindly to threats, but...you have a point there," he said, "Alright, Servants are independent entities, they have their own personality and wills, but are bound to a Master who provides energy to sustain them and keep them from dispersing."

"And what exactly are Servants?" asked Piggot.

Alucard smiled thinly.

"They are Heroes," he said, "I assume you've seen the recording of the fight?"

"I have," said Piggot.

"Then you heard Nero's proclamation."

Piggot raised an eyebrow.

"You mean that shes Emperor Nero of Rome?" she asked, "Despite the fact shes a woman?"

"Nero ruled nearly 2000 years ago," said Alucard, "You honestly believe that history got everything about her right? Hell, the same could be said for any of the countless Heroes within the Throne."

"I suppose I can't really argue with that," said Piggot, "What is the Throne?"

"The Throne of Heroes is a...place for want of a better word where all those Heroes who engraved their legend upon Humanity go when they die," said Alucard, "People like King Arthur, Gilgamesh of Uruk, Jeanne d'Arc and, yes, Emperor Nero. Hero or Villain, real or imagined, all who exist in legend can appear in the Throne."

He grinned.

"I wouldn't be surprised if there were even Parahumans within the Throne, although summoning them anywhere other than this World would be...difficult."

"I see," said Piggot, her voice carefully level, "And your...teammates are all Heroic Spirits?"

"Ehhh, not really," said Alucard, "They are Servants, basically a copy of a true Heroic Spirit that is summoned into one of seven, usually, spiritual bodies to act as a Familiar to their Master. Generally, its only possible to Summon a Servant for a Holy Grail War, but since I hold a Grail myself, I can summon them myself without much difficulty, although they do appear to be a little weaker than normal. Whether thats because of a limitation of the Grail, my own power or this World or if its just pure luck that the Servants I've summoned so far have been low ranked, I don't know."

"Exactly how powerful are these Servants?" asked Piggot, "We have your teammates down as high ranking Brutes and Movers, but you say they are low ranked?"

"Servants are simply beyond Humans," said Alucard, "Under normal circumstances, even the weakest Servant would be able to kill a Human with ease. I'm not entirely sure how a Parahuman would stack up, but they are categorically immune to any normal firepower."

He chuckled softly.

"Then you have their Noble Phantasms. These are the powers and weapons the Servant was known for in life, things like Excalibur and Balmung. They are trump cards and can range in power from Anti-Unit to Anti-World, although the latter is extremely rare. In short, if a Servant appears, its probably best to leave it to us or call in some serious firepower as backup."

"Mmmhmm," said Piggot, "And what about Spartacus? You said he was a Servant as well, didn't you? Where did he come from?"

"I have no idea," said Alucard bluntly, "Thats why I'm so worried. If we could located his Master, I could probably get some information, but we couldn't even find any indication of a link back to them. Its possible that they were hiding their presence, but we'd still be able to detect the presence of a link."

"Are there any indication that someone is a...Master?" asked Armsmaster.

Alucard nodded and pulled off his glove. The back of his hand shone briefly, before a set of crimson symbols that resembled a cog split into three with one third missing and replaced with a faint smudge.

"These are Command Seals," he said, "They mark a Master and act as proof of the bond. With Spartacus dead, they would have faded, leaving scars like this one."

He pointed at the missing segment."

Armsmaster frowned as he lent in to take a closer look.

"Hmm, I think I've seen something similar to this before," he said.

He tilted his head slightly, before nodding.

"Yes, one of the bodies we found after the battle ended had these marks on his hand."

Alucard's eyes widened.

"Who and where was he found?" he asked.

Armsmaster glanced at Piggot, who nodded. Armsmaster did...something and then pulled a sheaf of paper out of a container on his armour.

"Hans Schmitt, AKA Alabaster," said Armsmaster, dropping the file in front of Alucard.

The picture attached to the front showed a mugshot of said Nazi Breaker. Alucard pulled the file closer and opened it, revealing a post mortem image of a perfectly normal looking man with brown hair. He also had a gaping hole through his forehead and another through his chest.

"Despite the injuries, the actual cause of death was determined to be a massive aneurysm," said Armsmaster, "The injuries were dealt post mortem."

Alucard stared at the image for a moment, then flipped to a close up of his hand where, sure enough, there were the scarred remains of a set of Command Seals.

"Whats interesting is that the injuries correspond to the places hit by Ruler and Archers final attacks," said Piggot calmly.

Alucard paused.

"That...is rather worrying," he said, "Master and Servant are linked, but not that closely…Where was he found did you say?"

"Not far from where Spartacus was killed," said Armsmaster, "Does that mean anything to you?"

Alucard hummed thoughtfully as he tapped his finger on the file.

"Possibly, but I'd have to see the body first," he said slowly, "Is there anything else you can tell me about him?"

Armsmaster frowned.

"Only that Alabaster has been missing for some time," he said, "Normally, he'd be spotted at least once a week going to and from a known Empire bar, but for the past two weeks there hasn't been any sign of him."

Alucard frowned.

"That...could be nothing," he said, "But my guts telling me that its important somehow. I think we need to gather more information on that."

He picked up the file.

"Do you mind if I keep this?"

Armsmaster and Piggot shook their heads and he tucked it into his jacket.

"Before that, we need to finish up here," said Piggot, "I'm sure you understand that I'm having a hard time believing these claims."

"Perfectly understandable," said Alucard, "Considering the content of the claims, its hardly arbitrary skepticism. Unfortunately, I'm not sure how I can prove I'm telling the truth since my Servants are all either incredibly old or mythological in nature."

"Oh? And who exactly are they?" asked Piggot.

Alucard eyed her for a moment, then settled back in his seat.

"You should know better than to ask that," he said, "They may not be Capes, but many Servants prefer to keep their true names hidden from all but their Master."

"And why is that?" asked Armsmaster.

"Because not every Hero is proud of the life they led," said Alucard, "And it allows others to potentially pinpoint their weakness. There are plenty of Heroes and Monsters from legend who have very specific weaknesses after all."

He shook his head.

"No, I won't tell you their identities," he said, "If they decide to do so later, thats up to them."

"You believe we would spread the information?" asked Piggot.

"You still have a rat problem," said Alucard bluntly.

"But your willing to talk about your powers?" asked Piggot.

Alucard's grin widened, showing off his fangs.

"Rulers making sure it stays secret," he said smugly.

Piggot fixed him with a glare that he ignored. After a moment, she let out an annoyed huff and shook her head.

"Fine, keep your secrets," she said, "I suppose I should be glad your telling us this much."

She sighed.

"Getting back on topic, you said there are seven of these...Servant Classes, yes? So that means you will have another two you can summon, correct?"

"Three actually," said Alucard, "Ruler isn't one of the typical Classes. Actually, theres a chance I could summon even more, but I don't know what Extra Classes I have access to, if any."

Piggots nostrils flared in annoyance.

"So in other words, you'll have more Capes in your team than the Protectorate," she growled, "Fabulous…"

"Don't worry Director, we might not be with you, but we're certainly not against you," said Alucard, "Our goal is to make the world a better place, Brockton Bay is just the start."

"That really doesn't fill me with confidence," growled Piggot, "People with that goal have a tendency of attracting trouble."

Alucard gave a grin that was all teeth.

"And if that trouble arrives, we will deal with it," he said, "Trust me, none of us are willing to just roll over and die."

"I just hope you don't take the city with you," muttered Piggot.

Alucard chuckled softly and then stood.

"If thats everything, I should go," he said, "Its late, or early rather, and I have things to do today."

"Actually, if possibly, I'd like to see you perform a...summon," said Piggot.

Alucard's eyebrows shot up.

"Why?"

"It would go some way to backup your claims," said Piggot, "And I need something to prove that your not a deluded Master/Trump."

"Thats fair I guess," said Alucard, "Although I'm surprised you decided to talk to me in person if you thought that."

"I didn't until we started talking.

"Fair enough."

Alucard sighed and nodded.

"Alright, but I suggest we go somewhere with some space."

"The training room should suffice," said Armsmaster.

Alucard nodded.

"Alright, lead the way."

I followed the Protectorate Tinker through the halls of the PRT base, deep in thought. I...wasn't entirely happy with the amount I'd had to spill to Piggot considering her reputation, but she'd been surprisingly polite and reasonable. I guess its not impossible that this world is simply less belligerent than the canon one or maybe she could somehow tell I wasn't actually a Parahuman and treated me accordingly. Plus, she did actually need to know about the presence and danger of Servants. I didn't know where Spartacus had come from after all and there was a risk that other Servants would put in an appearance.

I frowned as I thought back to the file in my pocket. The whole thing with Alabaster was...worrying. I wasn't sure why, but the entire thing was putting me on edge. I somehow knew that unraveling this whole mess would bring me one step closer to figuring out what in the fuck was going on.

"Ohh, this is going to be a massive pain in the arse," I muttered.

It didn't take much longer to reach our destination, which turned out to be a fairly normal looking room with a number of exercise machines taking up one half and mats taking up the other.

"Will this be enough room?" asked Armsmaster.

"Should be," I said, "Alright, lets…"

"AH MASTER!"

I was cut off by a missile with a furry warhead slamming into my side and knocking me off my feet.

"Oh Master, are you OK?!" blubbered the missle, who turned out to be Tamamo, "I didn't have time to check earlier and you took such a big hit and…"

I sighed and pinched the tip of her ear.

"OWOWOWOWOW!"

"I'm fine Tamamo," I said as the fox-girl pulled back, rubbing her ear.

"Mu, Masters mean…" she mumbled.

I just chuckled and rubbed her fuzzy ears, which perked her right up.

"If your quite done, I do have other things to do," said Piggot, sounding more than a little annoyed.

"Yeah yeah," I said as I got to my feet and headed for an open spot in the room, "Your the one who wanted to see me Summon a Servant though."

I stopped and summoned my Sacred Gear.

"Whats that?" asked Armsmaster.

"The artifact that allows for the summoning," I said as I tipped the glowing liquid in the Grail out, "I suggest you take a few steps back. I don't want to accidentally use you as a Catalyst and these tend to be...energetic."

"You mean explosive?" asked Piggot.

"More like a lot of wind," I said, "Tamamo, get ready. I doubt the Servant will be hostile, but its still useful to be prepared."

Tamamo flashed a blinding grin.

"Got it Master, you can count on me!"

I smiled and turned back to the now completed circle, held out my hand and began the now familiar chant. This time the feelings that came were much stronger than normal, a mixture of rage, grief and loneliness, accompanied by the smell of ozone and taste of copper on my tongue. Then, the circle went boom and I watched as another set of command spells appeared on the Grail, this time depicting a horned head.

"Huh, guess this ones a Berserker," I said.

"You mean the same as Sparticus?" asked Armsmaster, tightening his grip on his halberd.

I opened my mouth, but before I could respond, the dust cloud cleared to reveal a very familiar head of red hair, massive mace and white dress

"Yes, but I can guarantee shes not the same as that lunatic," I said, "Mainly because her Mad Enhancement is way lower."

I sighed and turned back to the Hero and Director, doing my best to ignore the way Tamamo was glowering at Berserker, who just looked confused.

"Alright, I've shown you the Summoning ritual, do you believe me now?"

Piggot stared at me for a moment, then sighed.

"I don't trust you," she said bluntly, "I don't like any kind of Master and I certainly don't believe that your Projections are actually historical figures. That said, I'm also pragmatic enough to accept that your a Hero and likely to powerful to risk alienating, so I won't start trying to force the issue. That said, some of my colleagues are less...accommodating than me and may attempt to do something stupid to either force you into the Wards or Cage you, so be careful."

"I'm always careful," I said, "But I appreciate the warning."

"Good, now get out."

Her peace said, Piggot turned on her heel and marched out of the room.

"How rude!" said Tamamo, glaring after the Director.

"Well, she does have a point," I said, "Even in todays world of bullshit superpowers, the ability to summon Heroes of the ancient past is a little out there."

Tamamo grumbled under her breath as I turned to Berserker.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you Berserker," I said.

"Hnn," said Berserker, shaking her head.

Apparently she didn't mind. That...wasn't that surprising considering her nature. Being ignored was probably preferable to what she went through in life.

"Anyway, you two Astralize and head home," I said, "I've got a Rider to interrogate."

Five minutes later, I was sat in the PRT HQ's restaurant (because its a tourist trap it had one connected to the gift shop) across from Astolfo with Ruler next to me, trying to parse any bit of information out of his aura that I could. It was blatantly clear that his Casseur de Logistille was as effective against my Noble Phantasm as it was on the Ruler classes ability to perceive Servant parameters because I was getting a whole lot of gibberish from my attempts. That said, there was a couple of things that came through. For one, he wasn't a Servant. Well, he was, but he was registering as an 'Incarnated Servant', which basically meant that he was flesh and blood and didn't require a Master. It had the effect of making him much less superhuman, only slightly above what was Humanly possible, although he did still have access to his Noble Phantasms.

"Mu, quit staring at me like that!" said Astolfo, squirming in his seat, "Your making me uncomfortable!"

My eye twitched.

"How often have you been sent for PR training again?" I asked.

"209 times!" said Astolfo happily.

"Thats...not something to be proud of," I deadpanned.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

"Alright, thats enough messing around," I said, "How are you here? I'm almost certain that there are no Magus here, so there couldn't have been a Grail War here until I arrived. Not only that, but that shield isnt your Noble Phantasm, it should belong to Achilles. How do you have it and how are you here?"

Astolfo stared down at his hands for a moment, then started to speak.

"I was summoned as a Rider in a Great Holy Grail War," he began.

It didn't take long for him to fill me in on the basics, basically confirming that he was the Astolfo from Apocrypha that, seeing as my Soul Sight identified him as Rider of Black, didn't surprise me. What did surprise me was how he arrived.

"So basically, you were hired by the Mages Association to investigate strange disturbances that appeared similar to the Kaleidoscope, despite Zelretch having nothing to do with them, and somehow ended up getting dragged here?" I asked, "How does that…"

"It was probably Professor Haywire," said Ruler, looking thoughtful, "He was operating at that time and is believed to be responsible for the Group Trigger Astolfo was assumed a part of."

"Oh, I was a part of it," said Astolfo, "Where do you think my ability to teleport comes from?"

"I can confirm that," I said, "Its strange though, even through the effect of whatever is blocking my power, I can still see its not like a normal Parahuman's Corona Pollentia and Gemma. In fact, it looks almost like its connected through the remains of your Spirit Core…"

I trailed off as that thought tickled at my mind.

"Wait, didn't you say that Spartacus' connection to his Master was looped back inside him?" I asked slowly.

"Hmm? Yes, thats right," said Ruler, "Why?"

I didn't reply, instead pulling out the file Armsmaster had given me.

"They found Alabaster dead at the scene," I said, "His wounds are the same as were cause to Sparticus and he has the remains of Command Spells on his hand."

Ruler frowned as she flicked through the file.

"That...makes no sense," she said, "I might only be a Ruler because of the settings of your Grail, but I still have all the abilities of one. If another Master was there, I would have been able to sense him."

"Unless he was there," I said.

Ruler frowned, then paled.

"Wait, you don't mean some kind of Spirit Possession?!" she spluttered, "But thats…"

"If a Heroic Spirits Spirit Core can act as a Corono Pollentia, why couldn't it be reversed?" I asked.

"Are you saying that someone could have used Alabaster as a Core for a Servant?!" spluttered Ruler, "Thats...I don't even know how that would be possible!"

"Neither do I, but its the only thing that makes sense," I said.

"For a certain meaning of the word," muttered Ruler.

"We need more information," I said, getting to my feet, "Ruler, see if you can track down any information on what Alabaster has been up to lately, look for any anomalies."

"Understood," said Ruler, "If you'll excuse me…"

She inclined her head and vanished. I groaned as I let my head fall to the table with a thump.

"Um, are you OK?" asked Astolfo.

"Not really," I growled, "I just know this will come back to bite me."

"More than likely," said Astolfo with annoying cherpyness, "Anyway, I still need to go bug Missy a place to crash, so I'll see you later. Tata!"

He vanished, leaving me alone, other than the watchful PRT troopers posted at the doors. I opened one eye, looked up at the clock on the wall and groaned again when I saw the time.

"Fuck it, I'm going home," I said, "And here I was hoping for a quiet weekend."

I scowled as I stalked outside and burst into a flock of bats. Tonight had been hectic, painful and beyond annoying and I had a nasty feeling that it was only going to get worse.

Good fucking god, this is FINALLY DONE! This chapter has been a pain in the rear, not helped in the least by the fact I had to rewrite it three times before I was anywhere close to happy with it. Please cheer me up with some positive reviews!

Woops, getting ahead of myself. First things first, the quips. First of all, Piggot being reasonable. As I stated in a past chapter, she might not like Parahumans, but shes enough of a pragmatist to accept help where it comes. Since Alucard and his Servants have been (mostly) modal independents, shes willing to extend them a certain amount of courtesy, once he 'proved' he wasn't Mastering and empowering random civilians. Don't worry though, there are still some morons who will be popping out of the woodwork soon enough!

Alucard's command spells are a part of the Grail, but he can project them onto his body if needed. It makes it easier to focus on using them.

I have no idea whether or not what I'm doing is actually possible, but fuck it, this is fanfiction.

Like I said up top, heres a rough timeline of events:

Timeline of events:

Tus November 1st: Adrian arrives and summons Ruler

Thurs November 4th: Rune is saved and Saber is summoned.

Fri November 5th: Adrian starts Winslow.

Wed November 23rd: Coil tries to get his hands on Alucard and fails. In response, he summons Jack and starts his counter plans.

Wed November 30th: PRT ENE have their monthly meeting where the Grail Team is discussed. At some point between the 5th and the 30th, Assassin is Summoned.

Thurs December 1st: Jack starts school (Ruler works fast) and confrontation with Sophia after school. Later that night, Alucard encounters the Undersiders

Fri December 2nd (early morning): Ruler asks to bring in some other Tinkers to help. Saint is de-fanged and Chiron is Summoned.

Sat December 3rd: message sent out, Lisa encounters Ruler and Assassin and Archer starts training Alucard.

Mon December 5th: overhears two thirds of the Bitches Three vetoing the Locker and recives the call from Glory Girl. Caster is Summoned.

Sat December 10th: Tinkers arrive and work with Ruler to finish her NP. Spartacus appears and goes on the rampage.

Sun December 11th (VERY early morning): Alucard is forced to reveal the source of his actual powers (and fibs hard) and summons Berserker as proof.

I actually used a calendar to get the days right to, I actually feel like a proper author for a change!

The next chapter will be a lot shorter since I plan to make it a PHO interlude. Whether that means it'll take me more time or less, I don't know since doing those is a pain, even with a wizard.

And with that, I'm done. Don't forget to leave a review on the way out!