Fate Threads of Destiny Chapter 5- The Coming of Caster, a fate/stay night fanfic

Here's the Next chapter! A new Servant is summoned and some history is revealed.

NOTE: The First chapter for Fate Fragments of Destiny should be up by tonight and the first split for choices for this story will happen next chapter for Fate Unlimited Destinies and Fate Fragments of Destiny. The information for this can be found in Chapter 2 of Fate Threads of Destiny: AN: Series Order and Future plans.

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Chapter 5- The Coming of Caster

Natalya POV

"Are you sure you want to do this now?" Natalya turned to look at Cleo, the younger girl looked tired and dead on her feet. The entire day had been a shock for her no doubt and she hadn't even had a chance to properly rest.

She then glanced out the windows of the Throne room, it was night time and they had just left the council room where the Round Table was and headed for the Throne room since she had decided she needed to summon her Servant immediately.

"You don't have to be here for this. You could always rest." Natalya said, looking down at Cleo with sympathy. Cleo was four years younger than her and in a way, she saw the brunette as a younger sister; no doubt because she was working and learning Romani Arachaman, Cleo's Uncle.

Cleo leaned in so the other occupants of the room would hear her. "No way I'm I going to be the first to leave. We're Masters now, so we're in this together."

Natalya nodded, she supposed that was true. They were in this together. Her eyes went around the room, once she had declared that she was going to summon her Servant, all of the Knights of the Round Table had insisted on watching. It made sense, she guessed, since most of them had not witnessed Cleo summon Saber through the chaos of this afternoon.

Talking about Saber, she saw the female Servant inspecting the summoning circle with Merlin, making sure that there was nothing wrong with it. They were afraid that Saber's earlier battle with Lancer so near the summoning circle might have scratched it, but from she could hear of their light murmurs it was fine.

"What Servant do you think will appear?" Cleo asked, her eyes going to Saber as she made her way over to them.

Natalya shrugged. "It's too bad there are already two Sabers. We could have used another one since Saber is one of the Three Knight Classes."

"Actually, that would have been the worse possible outcome." Saber said, reaching them. "The best possible outcome is to summon a Archer class Servant. That way, you will have one Servant who can properly fight in close quarters while the other fights at long distance."

"I guess that makes sense." Natalya said, frowning. With her luck, they would get a Berserker or something. The last thing they needed was a mad Servant running around.

"Natalya." She looked up when Merlin waved her over to the summoning circle. "It's ready."

Natalya nodded nervously as she made her way forward, feeling all their eyes on her. "My incantation is a bit different." She said, looking at Cleo and Saber who were walking with her. "Will that change anything?"

"It shouldn't." Saber said, giving her a reassuring smile. "I'm sure that the Servant you summon will be perfect and what we need."

Natalya smiled and nodded, taking her place at the head of the summoning circle while Saber and Cleo went to the side, joining Gawain where he stood with two female Knights that looked vaguely like him.

Natalya took a deep breath and held her hand out towards the summoning circle, she didn't have a catalyst like Cleo did so all she could do was hope for a strong Servant. With those thoughts, she began her incantation:

"For the elements, silver and iron.

For the foundation, stone and the archduke of contracts.

For the Ancestor, my great Master Vasiliekov.

Close the gates of the cardinal directions.

Come forth from the Crown, and follow the forked road leading to the Kingdom.

Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Repeat five times. But when each is filled destroy it. Set.

Heed my words.

My will creates your body

And your Sword creates my Destiny

If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason... then answer me!

I hereby swear...

That I shall be all the good in the world.

That I shall defeat all evil in the world.

You the seventh heaven, clad in the three great words of power,

Come forth from the circle of binding,

Guardian of the Scales!"

Natalya could feel her magic start to spark in her as she said the incantation, power swirling together and mixing. She felt magic stir through the air as the summoning circle glowed and when it finally fully activated, she felt the magic explode through the air.

Natalya gasped as she stared at the figure in front of her as the dust settled; stunned at what she saw... and if she was being honestly, she was also a bit disappointed.

The Servant standing in the magic circle was small and petite, she had a slim build, flawless, creamy pale skin, soft rounded features that clearly gave her a baby-faced look and there was absolutely no way she was more than five feet tall. To go along with her creamy fair features, the Servant had hair the color of a living fire that went a few inches pass her waist and large, round winter blue eyes.

The Servant was also dressed in what Natalya would describe as a Greek style dress or robe and the color of it was a creamy gold and white. She wore a golden choker with a ruby gem at her neck and golden bangles on both arms and even a gold anklet around her left ankle. What stood out the most however, was the brilliant golden staff that she held in her right hand; at the top of the staff was a a halo of gold and attached to it was was looked like a glowing topaz orb and all around the circle, what looked to be flower petals were attached to it.

"I am the Servant, Caster." The Servant said in a soft, gentle and warm voice. "May I ask if you're my Master?"

Natalya blinked before nodding slowly. She didn't know what she was expecting, but she sure was not expecting this. She was honestly expecting a Servant like Saber.

"It's nice to meet you... uh, Caster?" Natalya asked, making sure that she got her Servant's class right.

Caster smiled and nodded, only to freeze a second later, "You have got to be kidding me."

Natalya looked at Saber and was surprised by the annoyed look on her face. Could it be... could it be that she knew Caster?! Knowing one Servant at a glance was strange enough, but two?!

"I see that your Aids were not lying to me, you Twice-Cursed Queen." Caster said, turning to look at Saber with her free hand on her hips. "You are here. And before you ask, yes. I do know the situation."

"I see," Saber said, eyes narrowing as a smirk formed her lips. "So those Red-headed Dwarves had some magic left over after all and decided to tweak the summoning. I assume they were trying to help us, but a Boarish Priestess won't turn the tide in battle. How is a midget supposed to help?"

Caster growled and stormed over towards Saber, her eyes burning with fire despite their icy color. "How dare you insult my height? Have you thought for a moment that you're just freakishly tall?!"

"If I look freakishly tall to you, how did the Dragon Queen look? Like a giant?" Saber shot back, barely suppressed the laughter in her voice.

Natalya stared at the squabbling Servants. She imagined the glare on Caster's face would have been worse for Saber... if not for the clear height difference between the two. Saber was clearly taller by at least six inches. It also made her wonder if Caster was like Saber after all; they had both appeared prim and proper at the second they were summoned, but Saber had soon shown a teasing side and Caster clearly had a temper and attitude. But... even if they seemed to know each other, they didn't seem to hate each other; which was good.

"Saber went from a Heavenly Queen to an Infernal Queen." Merlin mused, suddenly beside her and causing Natalya to jump in shock.

"Probably a difference in opinion." Natalya said.

"Hey! Come on you two! You're supposed to be allies!" Cleo said, "Saber! Stop giving Caster a hard time, she just got here!"

"Yes, Master." Saber said, a light smile still on her lips. "All jokes aside, Caster is also a good pick, despite who it is."

Caster growled again, and looked like she was about to say something when Arthur spoke up.

"So, you two know each other?" Arthur asked, looking at the two female Servants. He felt like his like was going to get a lot more complicated and he did not need the two of them going at each others throats when he was trying to protect Britain and Camelot.

"Yes." Caster said, looking resigned. "We were both Queens to neighboring realms in life. So we know each other quite well."

"As enemies or allies?" Arthur immediately asked, dread pooling his his stomach. Based on the way that they greeted each other, he would bet that they had been enemy of rival Queens.

Saber exchanged a look with Caster, "Allies. We grew up together actually, so if your question is if we can work together, the answer is yes."

Natalya let out a breath of relief at that and saw that Arthur's shoulders sagged as well. He probably was even more nervous than she had been. "That's great. That means your teamwork should be absolute right?"

"That remains to be seen." Saber sighed, her eyes suddenly went to Cleo who was leaning on a pillar half-asleep. "May I suggest retiring for the night?"

"We should plan out our plan of attack." Arthur countered, even if he was feeling the events of the day as well. "If the Grail can destroy-" He cut off when Guinevere gently placed her hand on his arm, blue eyes imploring.

"My King, surely you must be exhausted as well. I dare say that a few hours of rest won't change anything." Guinevere said softly.

Arthur paused, unable to look away from those gentle blue eyes and wondered for what must have been the hundredth time why he could not feel the deep seated love he heard his knights sometime talk about. He loved her... but he wasn't in love with her.

"I concede your point, My Queen. We will retire for tonight, however," His eyes went to Saber and Caster. "You will tell me more about the Grail tomorrow and what you think I should know."

"Of course." Caster said, jabbing at Saber with her staff when she didn't say anything. Saber gave the smaller Servant a glare before reluctantly nodding.

That seemed to satisfy Arthur enough and he lead Guinevere out of the Throne room, most of his Knights following behind him.

"Well, Master, shall we go back..." Saber trailed off to see Cleo completely asleep against the pillar. Saber sighed as she made her way over to the sleeping brunette, about to wake her when gauntlet covered arms beat her to it. "You don't have to carry her." She said, looking at the blonde Knight.

"It's not trouble." Gawain reassured her, leading the way out of the room. "It's no surprise that she's exhausted. We should have allowed her to rest sooner."

Saber followed after him, Natalya and Caster trailing behind her. "Is it true she fell on top of you when she first got here?"

Gawain chuckled lightly, looking don at the sleeping brunette. "Yes. And I am pleased to say she is the most pleasant thing to have ever fallen on me."

Saber scoffed in amusement. "I imagine." She said, pulling the door open to the room Arthur had allowed Cleo to use after the battle earlier that day. It wasn't much in decor but, it was decently sized and had all the amenities that Cleo would probably need. It also helped that Natalya was just next door in a room similar to this one.

Gawain gently set Cleo on the bed before straightening out. "Saber," He didn't take his sky blue eyes off of Cleo. "Do you genuinely think that she'll survive this war?"

"If I have anything so say about it, she will." Saber said firmly. "I promised that I would get her home and I don't plan on going back on that."

Gawain nodded and headed out of the room, "I shall help as much as possible as well." He promised before fully leaving Saber with her Master.

"Huh." Saber said, a slight smile appearing on her lips as she looked from the door to her slumbering Master. "I guess you're a bit charming after all, Master."

Saber POV

It was hours and well into the night after Arthur had decided to dismiss them and Saber was sitting on the edge of one of Camelot's towers, looking up at the stars as she gently twirled a short, golden dagger in her hand.

She was deep in contemplation, she she was shocked when Caster suddenly materialized next to her, icy blue eyes cautious.

"Need something Caster?" Saber asked, looking at the smaller Servant with curious eyes. She didn't think that the Servant would seek her out.

Caster nodded, "I just want to make sure we're on the same page. While I was being summoned, Eirelyn and Olliviere were somehow able to communicate with me and like I said, they caught me up on the situation. A corrupted Grail... that's a shame."

"I suppose and I am sorry Caster. I know that there was a wish you wanted granted more than anything." Saber said. "It must be horrible for you to have a way to that wish, but you're unable to achieve it."

Caster sighed, "Like a slap to the face," She agreed, remorse in her icy eyes. She shook her head, trying to regain her composure. "My Master also caught me up. That you fought Lancer and that you know the other Saber in this War, but refuse to name is true name. That's childish of you... Saber."

"That's a matter of opinion Caster." Saber smirked, they would not use each other's true name, anyone could be watching them. "I saw no need to reveal his identity, when it should have been obvious."

"King of Paladines." Caster mused. "Yes, it should have been, even if they do not know all legends, the last word should have given it away. For now and only for now, I shall respect your wishes, Saber."

"That's more than you usually give me, Caster." Saber said, looking at the newly summoned Servant. "I trust Natalya also told you about the other Caster? The one who has already drained energy from three villages?"

Caster nodded, a gentle frown on her childish face. "We're lucky that the other Caster hasn't killed anyone yet, but what they have done is daring. They may kill innocent people soon to completely take their mana instead of drain them."

Saber nodded and silence descending after that, with the two Servants just staring up at the stars. Finally, Saber had enough. "What do you really want Caster? If you already know what is happening, then why seek me out? What's bothering you?"

"Do not act like a Fool, Saber it doesn't suit you. If I sensed it, you definitely sensed it. It's King Arthur."

"What about King Arthur?" Saber asked, her voice suddenly guarded, she should have known this conversation was coming but had hoped Caster would put it off. Obviously, she'd been wrong.

Caster rolled her eyes, "That he seems extremely familiar. I feel as if I know him and I do. He has the same aura, the same soul as someone we both knew in life." Her eyes narrowed suddenly as she looked at the black-haired Servant. "I've always accused you of acting with your heart instead of your head, Saber, but now, you won't allow your heart to dictate your actions."

"I would have thought you would be proud of that. It's why we didn't get along in life Caster. You ruled by your ideals and your laws. You ruled your people with a firm, fair and just hand. You never let your emotions cloud your judgement or dictate how you ruled your realm. You never wanted anything more than you had and sometimes you didn't even want what you already had. You gave endlessly and asked for nothing in return. You were as pure as a Saint in life." Saber said, keeping her eyes on the stars. If she looked at the Caster, she might be tempted to stab her with the dagger still in her hand.

"And you ruled with compassion and compromise. You were a Warrior Queen but you always made sure to listen to both sides of a situation before acting. Your people loved you because you walked among them and fought with them. Your laughed and cried with them. You even started to disguise yourself as a commoner when you were a child to freely interact with your people. As a Queen, you were embraced, a true figure others aspired to be because you were a Queen they could relate to. You always followed your heart, even when everyone else was against you." Caster said back to the Saber.

Silence fell between them again as they mulled over each others words. They both knew that while they were able to speak civilly, they were never truly compatible. The ways they saw life would never allow it.

"That's why I don't understand," Caster finally began again when she felt that the silence was starting to suffocate them. "You never followed your head before, and right now, right in front of you, is the one thing you've wanted more than anything for the past thousand years. The one thing you could never have until now, and you're keeping that ridiculously big heart of your's under lock and key."

Saber finally looked at Caster, anger burning in her dark violet blue eyes. "Don't play with your words. Just get to your point."

Caster scowled back, her own frustration starting to leak through. "I am saying, Saber. That the Man you loved more than anything, has been reincarnated into King Arthur."

"And I am telling you, Caster. That what you have said is completely impossible. We are both not from this world, the Man I loved was not born in this world. He could not have been reborn here. How would that even happen? How could his soul literally traverse through two different worlds and end up here?" Saber demanded, pushing herself up to her feet. She was done with this conversation.

Caster pushed herself up to her feet as well, "Then why does he feel familiar? You can't deny that. I am telling you what is fact and what you know is fact but won't accept. What more proof do you need?!"

"Something more than him feeling familiar!" Saber snapped before turning into spirit form, leaving Caster by herself.

"Foolish Queen." Caster muttered to herself. "It doesn't matter if you have a whole pile of proof, as long as you don't allow yourself to see the truth in front of you, you will never believe it." She glanced up at the stars one last time before going into spirit form herself; she'd deal with that Twice-Cursed Queen another day.

WISE UP!

Class: Caster
Master: Natalya Petrova
True Name: ?
Sex: Female
Alignment: Lawful Good
Hidden Attribute: Heaven

Parameter

Strength: B+

Endurance: C

Agility: C

Mana: A+

Luck: B

Noble Phantasm: ?

Class Skills

Item Construction: A- To be able to produce devices that carries magic energy.

Territory Creation: A- Creation of a 'Temple', which is superior to a 'Workshop', becomes possible

Personal Skills

High-Speed Divine Words: A- High-Thaumaturgy-level Magecraft can be cast at the speed of Single-Action spells.

High-Speed Incantation Words: A- is the ability to speak magical incantations at an accelerated speed.