The night after Archer's and Assassin's little show, Yuriko was sitting at her desk in her office at the old Hashimoto family house.
The was located at the back of the old house, facing east allowing the afternoon sun to bathe the room. Her office in the old Hashimoto house was small and humble. Her desk sat in front of a large window. It was open letting the bitter winter wind in, it also let Yuriko look at the deserted garden. She leant back her zaisu chair as she looked at the garden. Her crimson brown eyes were distant in thought.
Yuriko was waiting for Caster to come back. She had allowed her to go out and get familiar with the city. Yuriko received some news from the church that Caster needed to hear.
From the corner of Yuriko's eye, she saw Caster appear from her spirit form.
"You wanted to see me, Master?" Caster asked.
Yuriko moved her chair to face the desk properly. She leant back in the chair once again and place her hands in her lap.
"Yes. I've received some news from Father Risei. It seems like another servant was summon this morning," Yuriko informed her servant.
Caster blinked in confusion.
"Didn't you say that all the servants were already summoned," Caster inquired.
"Yes but it seems like the Grail has decided it would like to play around this war," Yuriko commented.
"It doesn't really change anything," Carter stated. "It's just one more servant for me to defeat," She casually commented.
Yuriko was surprised by Caster's response. She thought Caster would be annoyed about it.
"Hey Master, do you know what class the other servant was summoned into?" Caster asked.
"Yes. It was another Caster," Yuriko answered, pulling her out of her thoughts.
Caster stood up straight, placing her right index finger on her lips and thought about Yuriko's answer.
"How odd," She mumbled. "Well, it doesn't matter even way they're still a servant and this is still the Grail War so they'll be defeated like any other servant?" Caster stated.
Yuriko awkwardly laughed at Caster's statement. It looked like she wasn't discourage by the news. Caster turned around walking out of the office. As she did she disappeared into her spirit form.
"I'm going back to investigating the city again. I'll be back this evening,"Caster's voice echoed as she left the room.
Yuriko sighed then turned back to the open window behind her.
The day passed and Caster returned to the Hashimoto's house. After finished tending to her master, Caster returned to her room. She decided to sit outside on the engawa, embracing the cold weather. She had left the shoji opened letting the cold air into the room behind her.
Choosing a crossed-leg position with her hands resting on her knees to gaze into the future. This position was the most common way to Caster choose to use her Clairvoyance in.
She took a few breaths, calming herself. Her eyes were already closed waiting for the images of the future to appear in front of them. Soon the outside world became deaf to her and what light was left turned to pitch black.
When Caster opened her eyes again the darkness only let off a bit. Out of the corner of both eyes, she could see bright balls of light. She turned her head to the right to see what the light was. Her eyes focused on to the light, it was a street lamp. Behind it was a metal shipping container. This must be one of the ship yards down at Fuyuki's shore.
Caster craned her head farther to the right to see a man. The man was as tall as Archer with pale skin. He had black hair, most of it combed back apart from one strand that hung in front of his face. His eyes were a dark amber. Under his right eye was a small beauty spot. The man wore a dark teal skin tight clothing. The right arm was sleeveless, whiles the left was a short sleeve with a shoulder guard. Also on his left arm was arm guard. Around his waist and top of his legs was a leather belt. He was wearing long boots that met the leather belt.
Her eyes were drawn to his hands. He was holding two spears, covered in cloth, most likely as attempt to hide it's magical abilities. But Caster could see right through the cloth and see the spears abilities.
The long red spear could cut through mana while the short gold spear makes wounds unable to heal. Both were highly dangerous to Caster. If she were to fight this man - who most lightly to be Lancer she would need to get rid of the gold spear first before she could properly fight him. She probably could handle the red spear if she was given the right venue.
Caster then turned to her left to see who Lancer's opponent was. When she turned she saw two women. Caster immediately looked at the woman who stood at the back; with one look she could tell that the albino woman was a homunculus, if not by appearance then by the air that surrounds her. There was something else about her that was different from other homunculi that Caster had met. Caster shook it off and focus her attention on the female servant.
When Caster looked upon the servant something stop inside of her. All of the tales and stories that her father used to tell her about his dear old friend rushed through her mind. To Caster, there was no doubt about the identity of this servant, Saber. Before she could study Saber any further to make sure she was right, Lancer struck Saber with the full force of his red spear. The spear's ability to cut through the invisible air that was concealing the blade making it visible for a brief moment. It only took that brief moment for Caster to confirm her suspicions.
Lancer threw another strike at Saber which she manages to jump back from. The strike hit the ground silently. No, it should have made a sound with the power behind it. It was only then Caster realise she couldn't hear a thing. Not the sound of the roaring ocean, clashing of weapons, the cling of Saber's armour or the sound of their voices. She should be able to hear a thing even if it was muffled. Suddenly a flash of light fills the shipping yard. Caster lifted her left arm to shield her eyes from the blinding light. When she removed her arm the scene had changed.
She was now standing on top of a building overlooking a skyscraper. In the plaza surrounding the building was filled with people probably from the building. Caster looked back at the skyscraper as half way up a series of explosions spread across a number of floors. The skyscraper collapsed in on itself. No ordinary person could survive an explosion or a fall like that.
Once again the scene change, now Caster was standing on a cliff overlooking a mountain road. On the road beneath her was Saber and her master was standing in front of a car. The car's headlights cause the women's fronts to be cast into shadows. Stood opposite them basking in the light from the headlights was a man. He stood slightly hunched over, his face was strange, his eyes were bulging out of his face giving him a look of a madman.
Caster could tell the man had above average mana but not enough to make him magus maybe a novice. He was a definitively a servant either Rider, Berserker or the other Caster. Narrowing down the options in her mind, she decided it must be the other Caster. If he was then why would the Grail choose such a weak magus for the role of Caster.
Noticing that Saber and the other Caster were having a conversation, Caster tried straining her ears trying to hear any part of it. It was no use, silence only fill her ears.
Then suddenly everything turned black. It stays black for a few minutes before Caster opened her eyes to meet the deserted garden.
Caster relax her body letting her work with the knowledge gained from her session. Thinking over the information, but she kept distracting herself about her clairvoyance or lack off. She had never experienced a clairvoyance session like that, she had always been able to hear something.
Taking another deep breath before Caster did another dive into the future. Nothing had change from the previous time. The same images just pass by unchanged and silent. When that session finishes, she went straight away into another clairvoyance session. This time there was a change, it was small but there was a change. She was finally able to hear something, it was only mumbled and dull down sounds of weapons clashing against each other. Fourth time around the sound became cleaner. Caster manages to pick up a few words like 'of the knight', 'first warrior of the knights' and 'Holy Virgin'. The fifth session was the same as the last one.
When Caster finishes the fifth clairvoyance session she could feel a massive headache coming on, a sign that she was overusing her power. She knew that she should stop at that moment but this would give her and Yukio edge in the war.
'You'll be no use to anyone if you overexert yourself,'
The voice of her father echoed through her head. His words made her think about her actions.
Caster unfolded her legs from under her, dangling them over the edge of the engawa. As she enjoy the silence of the garden. The peace was disturb by the presence of Archer.
"May I help you, Archer?" Caster asked
Caster didn't have any intention of moving from her spot but the memories from the pervious day made her think twice. She got up from her spot to face the other servant.
Archer stood there, dressed in his casual clothes. His ruby gaze was turned to study the map of Fuyuki that she had put up on the wall.
"Hello Archer," She greeted him. "How may I help you this time?" She asked.
Archer turned to faced Caster, this is when she noticed he also had he had another glass of wine in hand.
"Finally you noticed me Mongrel," The golden servant told her. "Sitting there looking out at decimated garden, you must really must have nothing to do," Archer mocked.
"I'm sorry that my behaviour isn't up ideal," Caster half-hearty apologised.
Archer looked unimpressed with her reply. He looked away from her to take a seat on the other side of the room. Caster turned back to the dead garden but chose to force her eyes on the starry night sky.
A silent falls between them for a while. Archer continued to drink his wine as Caster gazed into the night sky. It was a quiet peace between them.
Archer watch Caster carefully, taking in her beauty. Her hair was like nothing he had seen, Archer knew it was soft to touch from yesterday's encounter. Her eyes shone brighter than any topaz in his treasury. You couldn't really tell much about her body since Caster's clothes did a good job of hiding everything up. This left her attitude, from what little he seen so far; Caster looked to be timid and shy woman but from the little outbrust at him yesterday show that she would not let someone push her around.
Over all she would be prefect wife.
"Caster, what will you wish for from the Grail?" Archer inquired.
Caster took her eyes away from the sky and stared at him wearily. She turned her head away to look at her lap, it was followed by a few minutes of silents. Archer waited patiently for Caster's answer.
"I made a promise to someone and I intend to keep it," Caster confessed but avoided her actual wish.
"So you wish to revive," Archer mused.
"In short, yes," Caster confirmed. Caster looked at Archer again, who was staring at his wine glass. "Why do you care Archer?" She asked.
Archer looked back at her before taking a sip of his wine. Caster stood up from her seat and walked into the room, closing the doors behind her. Caster came to sit in front of Archer.
"The Grail rightfully belongs to me, so I must judge all those who seek to use it. Though only my vassals and loyal subjects will only be able to use the Grail," Archer inform her.
"So, I must become a vassal or subject of your's to use the Grail," Caster confirmed.
"Yes, but the title of vassal or subject wouldn't suit you," Archer told her. A look of confusion stretched across Caster's face, the look made Archer smirk. "The title of wife would suit you much better," He told her.
Caster's face became red very quickly. She shot up which made Archer frown. He stood up to tower over her.
"Does the idea of being my wife displease you," he question.
"N-No. I was just shocked. No one has ever asked me to marry them. And we've just met. It's just going a bit fast," Caster stuttered out.
Archer didn't reply and that frown stayed on his face. He turned to leave but Caster wasn't finished with him. She needed to tell him about her visions.
"Wait! Archer, I must tell you about tomorrows events," she called out to him.
"I don't care for your predictions. Though I might listen to you if you become my wife," he said, not even looking at her.
With that Archer disappeared back into gold dust, leaving Caster in shock.
The room fills with a heavy silence. Caster could feel a headache coming back.
"Did I overact again?" She asked herself.
She was shock, no man in her life had ever shown any interested her romanic. Some did just want to fuck her because she was pretty. But she did't know if she should take Archer seriously.
'It doesn't matter. This is a Holy Grail War will have defected them at one point anyway,' She thought as trained her eyes on the sparkling sea above her once again.