Alright back with another chapter.

Also I would like to thank everyone who followed and favorited this story. Thank you for you support and as such I feel that I should tell you in advance that the story ahead probably won't have very much action until later on and just forces on the characters.

Boring right? Compared to the usual standards of the Fate, still I'll trying to make things interesting but no promise.

Anyway that enough talking from now as all credit for this idea goes to Laurence Wu and as always all rights to their owners as I own nothing.

"How did it come to this?" Edward asked himself a loud as he lay on the ground.

What he meant by this was the fact only hours ago he had been safe and his sister could walk. But now he was bleeding out in the middle of nowhere left to die by some third rate thugs.

It was quite hard for him to believe that it had started as any other day with him waking up early and making himself breakfast before heading out to work. Well any had been like other day until his younger sister Nadia had called out to him in a panic which was completely unlike her.

He quickly rushed to her, fully knowing that she wouldn't call out to him like this if it wasn't important. He was up the stairs and into her room within seconds to find that she was currently lying the floor in front of the window after apparently exhausting herself.

As he now approached her, he could now hear that she was softly crying. He could see where the tears had stinging her pink pajamas that clung loosely to her frail body.

Once he was close enough Nadia managed to summon the strength to look up and met his face and was at that exact moment that he knew something was truly wrong. As the face that meant him was stark terror.

"I... I can't, walk." She managed to say to him, her voice trembling as she said this.

If the state in which he found her didn't raise alarm bells in side his head then the sound of her voice did. It was pure unadulterated fear of the unknown, as she couldn't understand what was happening to her own body as only hours before she had been able to walk all she wanted. But now... now she was completely unsure as to why she couldn't walk and that more then anything terrify her.

Edward didn't waste anytime in asking stupid questions as he quickly picked her up and took his to the car and drove her straight to the hospital. From their he had received the news he had been dreading.

His sister had been diagnosed with a previously unknown condition in her lower body. What was worse was the fact that not even the most senior doctors there hadn't seen anything like this. That more then anything else scared the ever living shit out of him.

From what they could figure out in the short time they had to examine her. The doctors had managed to figure out that it was something to do with her nervous system located in her lower body but mostly isolated to her legs. Still they would be sure once the test results were in but in the meantime they had confined Nadia to a wheelchair until those results could come in.

Which of course didn't sit well with her and did very little to ease her stress. In fact it only serves to double it as she wasn't being told anything that was going on. Edward of course was tried his best to answer his sister questions as he also was juggled that with talking with doctors, calling into work and the insurance company just to name a few.

But as you could expect the insurance company was of course was being a pain in the ass, considering the fact that they were being told that one of their clients had some sort of rare disease and were now expected them to help pay for part of its treatment. So as you could imagine it didn't go over real well with them, as Edward had ended up fighting with the telephone operator over this before he eventually hung up on them.

Still that wasn't the only that wasn't going to right today. As only minutes after that call he had gotten another call from his work that informing him that he had been let go from his job do to budget cuts.

After the end of the call Edward cursed under breath, he had been expected this for the last little while as he knew that they were downsizing at his job site.

But to be let go like this was completely unexpected to him as he had arguably one if if not one of the best mechanics they had on call. And to just let him go like that and in this matter.

It was just brutal. There were no other words to describe this. To be let go in this way felt like a punch to the gut.

Still he couldn't dwell on this as his attention was immediately demanded elsewhere. As nurse had approached him to inform him that his sister was being released from the hospital.

Edward had extremely mixed feelings about this news, but he managed to keep his mouth shut as mouthing this woman off wouldn't do anything to change his mood nor anything else that had transpired only minutes before. But this quickly faded upon getting the bill.

A little over two thousand dollars for this simple examination and not even mentioning the testing and the emergency room stop. They were even making him pay over five hundred for the flipping wheelchair that he wasn't allowed to bring home!

This was the main reason as to why he hated the American heath care system. It was all about money, he knew that he would've been lucky to even get his insurance company to cover 1/8 of the cost.

He quietly simmered as attempted not to take out his anger on the nurse in front of him who was only doing her job. Still it took a rather large toll on him not to rip her head from his shoulders as he begrudgingly accepted the piece of paper from her and carried his sister to the car and drove her back home.

The car ride was of course quite and Nadia quieter then the grave as they drove as no one was unable to find anything to say. As this was definitely something they couldn't sweep under the rugs. They both knew it as much as might wish otherwise.

But it had to come out one way or another and the way it came out for Nadia was in tears. As the reality finally hit Nadia as she loss herself into the new abyss that had taken over her world.

She would never walk again. She was now a captive within her own body. A body only hours ago she had full control over but now... she couldn't be sure as to how much control she had or how much she could lose tomorrow.

This frighten her more then anything. This fear of the unknown not knowing if she would wake up tomorrow to find that she couldn't move and truly became a prisoner within her own body.

It. It!

She then started to ball her eyes out as she was trying to process this. As there was way too was happening to her in a short time span that she wasn't able to process how she was feeling, but the only feel she knew for sure was the numbness running through her legs.

Edward was watching from the drivers of the car and desperately wanted to say something to his sister in order to help her. But he couldn't think of anything to say, also what could he say to her?

It would be alright?

No, he couldn't being himself to say that as it would've be a lie, and an empty one at that as nothing was going to be alright. Still she wasn't the only one with problems. But there was no way that he was going to tell he what had happened to him as Nadia already had enough to worry about already without adding his problems to the list.

So he stayed silent, as much as it burned him as he couldn't say anything without the possibility of making everything worse then it already was.

It made for a very quite drive only punctuated by a sob that would escape from Nadia's sweater as she would move it to wipe her face or to take deep breaths before another round of sobbing.

But once they had gotten home things didn't get any better for either of them, as Edward once again was on the line with their insurance company and quickly got into another argument with them. Unfortunately for Nadia she unable to walk from this and was forced to sit and endure this but luckily she had a solution to deal with this. As she then reached out and grabbed the remote for the TV that she was planning to use to blocking out her brother who was currently in the middle of threatening the person on the other end of the line.

As her brother then began on another one of his strong worded rants, Nadia quickly cranked her television as loud as she could. This of course caught the attention of her brother who throw her a sour look and then gesture for her to leave.

Nadia simply pointed at her legs and mouth, 'remember?'. It was at this reminded that almost caused Edward face palm himself over forgetting that fact that his sister couldn't walk and had been forced to sit through the conversation he was having with the insurance company.

'Idiot. Idiot. IDIOT!' Edward silently cursed himself in he's head as he quickly walked upstairs and into his room to finish the conversation.

It lasted another forty minutes in which he was at least able to convince them to at least cover the hospital bills.

Edward was at least satisfied with the outcome but he wasn't expecting it to the exact same way a second time around. As with what he had done he expected to be on some sort of list that they had for very different customers.

Still he didn't really care as he at least managed to at least secure money from them. So it put him in even less of a hard spot considering that he was now unemployed, still he had that he would have enough money in his bank account for about six months if they were carefully with their spending. But he was very confident that it he could find a job before then.

But he could worry about that later as he still had things to do before the day was out. Top of his list of things to do was to pickup the wheelchair that he had ordered for his sister over the phone and go to get some money from his personal stash.

It turned out that picking up and dropping off the wheelchair to his house would be the only normal thing to happen this day. As on his way back from a spot in where he had hidden some valuable in case of a rain day his car broke down.

And in possibly the worst area of town to be in as there was a current turf war going on in that neighborhood. Which was only conformed when he was then approached by at least ten people that had been following him through the neighborhood.

They quickly demanded to know who he was as why he was here at gunpoint. Edward silently cursed to himself as he followed their instructions and got out of his vehicle.

I know you might be asking as to why he didn't just get out and run? Well it's kinda hard to do that especially when you were still in you car and had people shoving military grade assault rifles in your face.

So he had little choice in this matter but to answer their questions and hope they let him go, but before he could begin to explain anything he received a rifle butt to the face.

He was then viciously assaulted until someone pulled out a knife and stabbed him.

This what stopped them cold in their track. As they had already said earlier they weren't going that far with this as they were just going to ruff him up and steal his stuff. But not fucking shank him!

This definitely changed everything as they simply couldn't let him go. As they knew that he would go straight to the cops and they were quickly be thrown in the slammer on charges of aggravated assault.

So in desperate they had stuffed him into their trunk of their car and drove out of city limits. Once on a very untraveled back road leading to a mountain they had dumped him their hoping that the nature wildlife would do their dirty work for them.

And this was how he had gotten to this point. All because the world decided that it would give him a dose of that infamous E-rated luck for a day. But unfortunately for him this day wasn't done with him yet, as approaching from the underbrush was something big and loud.

The moment when he saw what had emerged from the bushes and trees only feet away from him. He knew in his heart that he was dead.

Nearby walking aimlessly through the forest was: Boudica warrior queen of the Iceni tribe of Britannia lands now currently known as Great Britain.

As to why she was walking aimlessly through the forest not even she as to why she was. This was because the last remember was waking up from what felt like a bad dream only to find that it was reality. As she quickly found herself free falling from the sky without any memories of what had happened before. Still she wasn't falling for long as she smashed head first into the ground below.

It definitely wasn't one of her best moment but at least she live thanks and part do to the fact that she was a Servant. Which came with the perk that they could take a punch like falling out of the sky and walk away like it was nothing. Still this did come at a glaring handicap, a handicap which was currently plaguing her with ever step she walked and breath she took.

The fact of the matter was that she was un-anchored to this world as a unfortunate result and as such she was forced to burn through her natural Mana supply in or to remain in this plane.

This was because her body required vast amounts of magical energy in order to remain materialize. Still this wasn't always the case when a proper support systems in place like the one used by Counter Force.

They were rather complicated systems but when you got down to the nitty-gritty there main jobs were to support Heroic Spirits. As Heroic Spirits were simply visitors from another realm of existence and trust us when I say that it wasn't easy to jump from one dimension to another without problems.

Hell even that old bastard Zelretch would admit this, at least not in public. It was one of the main reasons as to why why he had develop the skill to see throughout the kaleidoscope rather then traveling through all the time. As it took a rather heavy toll on one's body, even with the new abilities given to him from his vampire side.

As for Servant in the Grail War some would say they were even lucky to exist at all. This was because their bodies were made out of pure Mana and Od and built from the ground up from what were the equivalent of blueprint pulled directly from the Akashic Records themselves.

To say the Holy Grail Wars system was nothing more then a masterpiece would've been an insult. It was in fact probably one of the most important wonders in the modern magical world in both it scale and complexity and more importantly its purpose. As to be able to summon and then support the recall spiritual heroes of time long past was nothing short of an engineering marvel on their part, but also the fact that once powered up the Grail could either grant the win of the wars wish or if they betrayed their Servant and sacrifice them. And with that unwilling sacrifice the Master would be able to open a direct path straight to the Akashic Records or what was more commonly called the Root by most Magi.

Even so the Grail system wasn't flawless as limitations at to what it could accommodate. The Servants themselves being one of them as they were see by the world as something as foreign, and hence were rejected from this reality.

But the Elizabeth's had managed to found away around this through glaring problem through the Master Servant bond.

It was rather complicated as to how it fully worked but the basic was both parties in question entered into a pat with one another. In this pat the Master who was a Magi or person was the one who provided Mana and Od to their Servant. Another thing the Servant also received through their Master was what was essentially a passport to the age.

This was achieved through the exchange of Mana between the two parties. The reason as to why a Servant needed a passport to this age was rather simple, they were a copy of something else. Let me explain further, they were a copy of something not from this time period and as such was considered out of power.

As an example you simply couldn't pull Excalibur out of it time line and into the present. If you were to do that the world would simply confiscate the item in question. And depending on what it was it would either destroyed out right or return it to its original time as to not create a time paradox.

So as to how this related to Servants was because they were seen as a foreign entity in this timeline, and as such the world would attempt to correct this error by removing the Servant and returning it back from which it came.

This is were the Master Servant pat came into play. This was because when the Master was exchanging Mana with their Servant some of their Mana that was more infused with their essence was slightly being diverted from the Servant. This was because instead of using this important Mana for fuel the founding families had found another use for it that could simply be stated as camouflage.

This was truly amazing feet of brilliance on the Matou family part for coming up with this. As their first couple of test runs with their new Grail system quickly ran into this problem earlier on. As the world kept rejecting anything that they were attempted to summon via the Grail system.

The work around for which was as simple as it was brilliant.

As they figure out that if they used the Masters to be to make a outer shell of the Servant they were attempting to summon with their Grail system. It would fool the world and the Counter Force into thinking that this was something from this timeline and would allow it to exist in this world.

After the Master had managed to establish the shell of the Servant the Grail did the rest of the heavy lifting, as this ensure that Master doing the summoning didn't die from the massive Mana drain from the rest of the ritual which required them to pull them from the Root.

This also acted as a safeguard of sort to prevent those how couldn't support a Servant from summoning one. Still this wasn't always the case as there had been incidents where normal people had summoned a Servant. However there was still a rather glaring problem of providing them with enough Mana to remain materialized in this world.

And without this from their Masters they would simply fade away from this world and into the Grail acting as a power source for it. This also ensures that there weren't any loose ends in the war as any Servant was already stronger then most creatures known to the world and were simply too dangerous to leave unchecked. But unfortunate there was a way around this for those willing to stoop to extreme low.

What I meant by this was the fact that any Servant willing to do this had another option as to how they could stay materialize within the world. They could kill innocent people and drain the Mana from them in order to sustain themselves. It was a rather unfortunate thing for them that every living thing had a finite amount of Mana within them. As a result a desperate Servant could easily tap into this relatively easy source of Mana in order to sustain themselves.

Still even this desperate measure would only be delaying the inevitable. As it would only be a matter of time before up keep outweighed their gains. This was true for all Servant class as they simply couldn't get enough to survive without the support of a Master as it was designed to be.

As desperate as she was becoming become of this, Boudica would've rather not of take innocent in order to extend her stay in this world by at least a day and a half max at the maximum.

Still even without their Master there were other class more suited to surviving in this world. Most notable of which was Caster who was considered by most in the Association to be one of the weakest Servants you could have in the Grail Wars. But they easily made up for it in this really nasty habit of surviving, with or without their Masters at their side. Thanks and part to their mastery of magical arts. Still Caster wasn't the only one who could function without a Master for more then a day or two. There was also the Archer class which only achieved this through one of their class skill: Independent Action.

As the skill kinda acted like a unofficial passport in a sense but only if they avoided combat as they simply didn't we generate an energy loss, it was the equivalent of putting a Band-Aid over an open wound. Sure it works of a time, but eventually would die from the slowed blood loss.

Still this was all by design as to ensure that no Servant could linger too long after their defeat or the Grail was as a whole after they were cut off from their support the Grail provided for them.

Even if Boudica wasn't for those two classes that had just been mentioned she did have another option as help prolong her stay within this world. She could take on her spiritual form in which a Servant became nothing more then a collection of magical energy with the ability to move around without and obstacles.

Still there was a catch if she did this.

Because if she did do this she would've been severing her only link to the world around her by giving up her physical body. A physical body as of now she wasn't sure that she could materialize again if she entered that state.

So despite the advantage that it would give her, Boudica stuck to her physical form as she continued to moved above the forest looking for any signs of civilization.

But at this point Boudica wasn't holding her breath as her hunting skill had failed to show her that there was anyone else in the area. In all likelihood she was probably going to fade away before she found anyone and there wasn't much she could do about it.

So it was now a matter of when not if to when she would fade away. As with each passing second her time her grow shorter, she guessed that she had at least an hour at most two and a half if she was lucky. Still if it wasn't for here Battle Continuation skill she would fade over an hour ago, still it was only delaying the inevitable at this point.

"I still don't understand anything. Why? Why am I here?" Boudica asked herself for probably the tenth time in as many hours.

This was because she was confused as to why she was here even with all the information previously provided by the Grail itself. Still she wasn't even sure if it was the Grail that had called her or something else that had called her to this world to act on its behalf. The most likely culprit would be the Counter Force, still she would've been pretty sure if she had been summoned by it.

But she still wasn't ruling out the The Holy Grail War at this point in time. As she was supposed to be battling at least six other Servants like herself in order to obtain the Holy Grail. And a enemy Servant would've definitely explain a lot as to how she had woken up in free fall among other things. Still she care very little for the war as a whole, what she did truly care about however was the fact that the wish could've been used to harm her home land of Britannia or the world as a whole.

But despite not having interest in the war as a whole she did have at least one wish. A wish despite how vague it was, she sincerely hope that the Grail would see fit to grant her in hopes that it wouldn't bring disaster to anyone in this world.

But this wouldn't mattered very much if she wasn't around to see it through, as with each passing moment she inched closer from fading from this world and returning from which she came.

And as such Boudica was becoming desperate to to find someone, anyone who would be willing to forge even a temporary deal with her till she found someone more fitting for the role of Master. Still that wasn't like to happen if she kept wondering around in circles in this forsake forest. As they weren't like any of which that she was used to from back home, as everything was different from what she was use to so they kept throwing her off.

Maybe if she had a couple of day she would've been able to figure out how to navigate through this land. But as she already knew she didn't have days she had forty five minutes at best.

As she making her way over a particular rough patch of ground she then head something in the distance that immediately drew her attention.

She stopped to listen to try to figure out what it was that she was hearing only to be rewarded with the sound of what could only be growl of a large predator which was then accompanying by a mans screams.

She didn't even stop to think, she just ran! Quickly burning through her reserves to increase her speed so that she could hopefully get there in time.

She was great full that she did that because when she had arrived at where she had heard the scream the bear was already moving in for the kill. Which unfortunately for the bear was something she couldn't allow as this could be her only chance.

Then acting almost upon instinct she drew fourth her blade: Victory.

It name was written in the Celtic language in the middle of the filler near the rain guard of the blade with it rather simply design with a gray metal blade that was polish until it shined brightly. The cross guard was decorated in a simple golden plate that also encased the rain guard that made the small blue stone embrace with the guard pop all the more.

The grip was a dark navy blue which matched the stone in the center of rain guard and fine the pommel was also golden plate which held a similar blue stone but was of more important jewel in her culture.

Over all the blade was a solid weapon, still it was rather unfortunate that it was forced into combat too soon. As it had been originally her husbands blade, scavenged before the fairies could get to it.

But what was done was done all that matter was the fact that she had to kill this beast as quickly as possible without risking the life of the man she was currently trying to save.

So Boudica quickly ran through her options and settled on using a simple Mana blast from her sword to slay the beast. Still this wasn't something that she could mess up as one mistake on her part could just as easily kill the man she was trying to save.

So she took a moment to line up her shot.

Then she FIRED!

Unleashing a single Mana projectile from her blade which raced towards the scene unfolding in front of her. As she quickly achieved the results she was hoping for. As the projectile then connected with its target, killing it instantly before it even had time to knew what had just happened only to feel the sharp pain in his chest before everything went black.

Before the bear had even hit the ground Boudica had already closed the distance between her and the unknown man she had been attempting to save. But as she approached she began to notice something was wrong. Very, very wrong.

"No. No. No!" Boudica said in alarm as she now saw the man and she could feel the hope of earlier drop down into the lower pit of her stomach.

He was probably in his late teens earlier twenties, cleanly shaven with dirty brown hair that was cut short nothing really remarkable about his face and was wearing a gray shirt with blue jeans.

But his gray shirt was now stained by what she could only assume was blood bubbling out from a stab wounds from his lower torso right above the kidney.

Boudica wasn't entirely sure if this was done deliberately as to make sure that he suffered as he died or that whoever did this was incompetent. Still it didn't matter now because all she cared about was saved his life, not only for himself but of her as well because like it or not he was currently her best candidate to forge a contact with. As she could feel the magical circuits still flicking within him.

It was one of the lesser-known skill that a Servant had to help them judge any candidates that wished to become their Master as to make sure that the Master to be could actually take on the burden of supporting them. But of course there were some that simply didn't really care about this and simply took anyone they could sucker into a contact.

It usually didn't ended very well for the contract maker, as they usually ended up with them drained of their Mana and the Servant in question moving onto their next victim. This was of course why they had put in such strict rules during the Grail War to prevent a rogue Servant from doing such a thing.

Still that was a irrelevant topic right now as Boudica had to figure out a way to save this mans life. As she was running on fumes after what she had done and probably had five to ten minutes left at this point.

So she got right into it as she reached out to inspect the injury to see what she could do about it with her limited options. But just as her fingertips began to brush his skin, she then felt what could only be described as burning sensation as if one of her hand had been placed into a roaring fire without anyone telling her about it.

She reflexively pulled back completely unsure as to what to make of what had just happened as silence was broken by a by a bloodcurdling scream.

Panic and confusion quickly gripped Boudica as she attempted to understand what was happening. But what she saw next only reinforced her impression that something was definitely wrong.

As from what she could see on his right hand, it was in a pattern of ruby red line that had what looked like sparks of lightning were leaping from it.

Boudica wasn't completely sure as to what to make of this, as he then let out another ear piercing shriek. As she resist the urge to reach out and attempt to help him, unsure as to whether it would make things worse then they already were considered she had been the one to set this all off.

So all she could only watch helplessly as the man kept screaming as if he was dying.

It was a terrible thing to watch. Till finally, against her better judgement Boudica decide that if that she was indeed responsible for this it was up to her to fix it. As she was left with little choice and that this man was her only shot at forging a contact at all only adding extra incentive to do something about his current state.

'I'll just avoid his arm for now and forces my attention on his stab wound. She thought as she once again approached him on his left side, still unsure as to whether she was doing the right thing.

Despite everything that could've gone wrong, Boudica had manage to get in close to the man without to much trouble as he was too busy screaming to notice her anyway.

Still it was rather easy to examine the wound once she was close enough. It was a simple stab, nothing too major for her to deal with. But she unfortunately didn't know how deep it was, and that meant that her hand had to go to check. But luckily for him it wasn't that big so only two to three of her fingers would be necessary for this.

Still she hoped that she didn't make it any worse then it was considering that she was going by Celtic medical practices at the time of her life and what she had learned from her Roman counterparts before she turn on them.

Boudica then took a deep breath before she plunged her fingers into the wound. This drew a pained yelp from the man beneath her as her figure made their way slowly into the cut, as she took care not to rush it to avoid making it any worse then it already was.

Her fingers stopped at her second knuckle her finger.

'Okay, its bad. But I think I can at least do something for him temporarily. At least until I can get him to an actual doctor.' Boudica thought as she withdrew her fingers from his chest.

But as she was doing this she failed to notice the the right arm that was coming towards her. And by the time she did it was already too late.

As then latched on to her for what she knew was seconds but what felt like a eternity. As the pain that was unleashed upon her body by this act was unbearable as she then unleash the most vicious of curses in her native tongue.

Boudica barely held back as she forced him off of her and drew back trying to understand what had just happened to her. She looked down to her hand, and what she saw shocked her.

The blood on her hand that she had been using to inspect her potential Master was being absorbed into her body. This came as a complete shock to her as she had not knowledge of this kinda thing happened to a Servant before.

But before she had time try to figure out the ramifications this could mean her attention was then immediately drawn to the man once again as he seemed to unleash something equivalent to a death rattle.

Boudica looked over to see something that completely took her aback.

His wound from earlier it was, it was now covered in a glowing green blue light but more importantly it was healing.

'But how? I don't understand? What is!?' "Son of a bitch!" Boudica cursed again as another wave of pain rolled through her taking her by surprise.

Still she couldn't believe what happened next as she watch on in both surprise and shock as in front of her in a slightly darker shade of skin color came the very recognizable shape of a Celtic knot. With it characteristic large circle with three interconnected oval shaped knots that were interwoven into the circle.

"A command seal?" She asked herself a loud unsure as to what to make of this event.

She hadn't even asked him to make a contact with her, nor had they exchanged bodily fluids other then her coming in contact with his blood. But this was usually not nearly enough to enter a pat with another party as it usually required more then that. Like verbal permission or... like it said physics contact with the exchange of bodily fluids.

Still Boudica wasn't so cheap whore like her clothes unfortunately made her out to be. She then looked down let out a animalistic growl of disapproval as she once again surveyed the clothes she was currently wearing. As it often little in terms of practice protection, as the only advantage it gave her was maneuverability. Still she would've liked a little more chain mail and coverage for her liking.

Still there was very little she could do about it now as she could only watch as her new Master writhed in pain, unsure as to what this all meant.

As this was going on Alaya was still taking stock of her current condition as she smashed her head against the the proverbial wall as it were.

As she was still trying unable to gain access to the most basic of her subsystems.

To say she was getting a little desperate was a understatement. She desperately wanted to rush the process in order to bring herself back up to full strength in order to exact revenge against those who have brought this upon her.

Still she knew better then this as it had turned out that someone had successfully managed to merge both her systems with that of the old Fuyuki Grail system.

It was about the equivalent of installing Apple software onto a Microsoft computer and as you could imagine it didn't turn out very well as the two were very incompatible with one another.

It was nothing short of a disaster for Alaya as now with everytime she attempted to repair her systems she ow ran the risk of crashing her entire system permanently.

And that wasn't even mentioning the absolute the mass which was currently the Counter Guardian system was currently in. The Grail system had fucking ruined it as it would probably take years if not decades to being it back to where it was before this had happened.

Still that was if everything went right and nothing major happened. As if she believed that would happen, she was old enough to knew that wasn't going to be the case instead something probably horribly wrong was going to happen.

Unfortunately for Alaya there was very little she could currently do about it except hope against hope that nothing happened even if she herself doubted if this was going to happen.

Still she could only imagine as to what mastermind of this whole thing was planning next now they had what they wanted.

"Ugh... what happened last night?" El-Melloi asked himself as he came to realize that he wasn't wearing any pants.

So another chapter bites the dust and I hope you enjoyed it.

As well this chapter was a bit of a challenge to write. But then again I knew that this was going to be something of a challenge form the start. So apologies in advance if it has problems as I've been over it a couple of time and this was what I settled on. And if I didn't explain something that didn't make sense by all means feel free to point it out. But in all likelihood I'll probably explain in a later chapter still if I forgot don't hesitate to remind me.

And on another front the Fate /GO been released upon an unexpecting North American. And I will say even with it flaw it's a solid game. As I've been enjoyed that but I thought I should give you a heads up as I have some real life things coming up in the near future.

So if I drop off the map it's most likely because I'm busy. So don't freak as a famous man once said, 'I'll be back.'

Anyway lets get to the reviews now:

The first one is from Laurence Wu himself. I would like to thanks for you review and yes the Clock Tower and Church will react to this in good time but for the moment they'll have other more pressing problems to deal with. As in the unexpected increase of Daed Apostles and their unwashed friends and a certain artifact from everyone's favorite king of knights in the next chapter, hint, hint.

But that's all in good time. Anyway I have to sign off and until I see you next time have a good one.