"Ohh," Izuku asked, looking at Aizawa in confusion as the man explained to him the situation at hand. "I'm exempt from the sports festival? I thought every student was to prepare and participate in the event?"
"Would you even try?" The man looked so tired and bored in that moment that Izuku could only smirk at him.
"No not really."
"But you out class everyone in your grade so it's not worth forcing you."
"You catch on quick, or was that Nezu who came up with that conclusion?"
"You will be given the day off along with Hitoshi Shinsou." Hmm, smart man for not answering that question.
'He's exempt too?" Aizawa looked so tired at that question, but Izuku merely shook his head and stood up. With a flick of his hair he smiled and gave a bow. "Thank you for the opportunity. We'll make sure to stay out of the spotlight and cheer on our classmates."
Izuku turned to leave, his hand settling on the door handle before Aizawa spoke.
"You know, if I hadn't met you and learned your personality I might have even believed that was sincere."
"It is," Izuku smiled, but he didn't turn around. "The fact that you're able to see through it means that you're getting better at reading me...which means…"
"What?"
"I have spent far too much time with regular people," he sounded so upset with himself at that. "Have a nice day," he then fully left the teacher alone in the office Nezuu had allowed him to use.
"Brat."
WAREHOUSE LOCATION
"Something is wrong," Edmond hummed as he looked out the window in their hideout.
"Is it the fact that we are out in the open," Semiramis asked. "Or that we are sitting still like ducks?"
"Perhaps," he shook his head, moving to the decanter that Izuku had and admiring his collection. "I assume that he took this from King Gilgamesh's treasury before we vanished?"
"But of course," she huffed. "And it was a gift for his final birthday at Chaldea after all."
"Hmm," he hummed, grabbing a fine wine before pouring himself and empress a glass.
"Have you heard the rumors?"
"Which ones?"
"The Wandering Sea."
"Oh," he huffed. "Those loons?"
"They've been attempting to get here for a year and have failed time and time again."
"I can see that. Those idiots can't bear the thought of someone not only refusing to share their magic secrets with them, but refusing their invitation," he shrugged. "Though...I thought you were speaking of Da Vinci having caught signs of the Shadow Border."
"What?"
"Apparently when monitoring the surrounding areas of high Ley Line activity, she saw a signal that was similar to the Shadow Border."
Semiramis got up and began to pace, the King of the Cavern watching her with unjudging eyes. Because in the end he too, above all else, had a home in Chaldea. Be it in Antarctica or the Shadow Border, Chaldea was their home.
"What even happened to the Shadow Border in the end, after we all left," she demanded, Edmond humming as he pulled out a cigar.
"Apparently according to Izuku, the Shadow Border has set coordinates to do a dive into the Sea of Imaginary Numbers and roam for the rest of eternity to keep it away from the Mages Association once bonds and ties began to wither and fray," he breathed releasing a puff of smoke as he did do. "He after all did refuse the Wandering Sea's offer to have him study and live there. So they had no reason to keep it safe for him."
"That was a mistake," she murmured, shaking her head. "It should have been destroyed at least, not sent away to the Sea of Imaginary Numbers," she looked like she was having a headache. "What was he thinking?"
"Well, the Wandering Sea is some place that was so isolated it made Chaldea look cheery," he huffed as the woman gave him a dry look.
"I think…" Amakusa smiled as he entered. "He did not want to destroy the place that in the end, was his home."
"Someone dangerous might have it," Semiramis pressed, allowing the Saint to wrap his arms around her waist.
"Or someone might not," he said. "I consulted Izuku on the matter and he told me that he had set the Paper Moon to self-destruct once it was inside the Sea and it would merely wander aimlessly for the rest of eternity."
"Still, someone might be able to repair it," the two began to whisper back and forth with one another; Edmond slinking out silently as he left the room and entered the drawing room...or what was supposed to be the drawing room.
The seats, which had no doubt been repaired with magecraft, were modeled after the 18th and 19th century drawing rooms. Plush and deep red velvet, with mahogany wood, matching with the side tables and coffee table before them. The wheeled decanter tray was beside the three sitting around, the Saber smiling as he locked eyes with the Avenger.
"Care to join us three," Arthur asked as he motioned to his two companions.
Chiron merely gave a soft smile to the hardened Avenger as he lifted his goblet, while Galahand merely flicked his eyes up from his book and gave a slight glare.
"I am fine," he assured the king of knights. "I am merely passing through."
"Looking for Izuku?"
"Maybe," he sounded disinterested in everything, but they knew better.
There was nothing more obvious about the Avenger was his deep love and care to his former master and her child. If anything he was Izuku's closest confidant barring his mother and his second father figure after Romani had left and died.
He was the Shadow to their light and would always answer THEIR summons and no one else's.
"He's not here, he got called into a meeting at his school," Arthur explained, his face hardening a bit as the mention of the Hero School, sent him into a bit of a bad mood. "He believes it has something to do with the sports festival."
'Ah," Edmond hummed, his face pulling at the super powered dick measuring contest that was the sports festival.
"I am not impressed," Chiron spoke as Edmond turned to him. "You were going to ask how I felt after the Olympics, which had survived for thousands of years, was now nothing in the minds of these people. Were you not?"
"Yes."
"Well I am not happy about this, but I cannot hate them for it," he smiled. "It is merely the mentality of this society. Even if Izuku's mission succeeds, there really is no reason for him to stay here and suffer."
"Don't forget Hitoshi and Mei,' Arthur protested weakly, before Chiron flicked his eyes to him.
'I am sure they wouldn't mind leaving this world and coming to ours," Chiron began, looking a bit tired. "Their quirks are not obvious, and they seem to not like how things are here...how unfair it is."
"AHAHAHAH! I above all else know what is unfair and what is not," Edmond boomed out, the Archer merely shaking his head as he looked to the other servant.
"I have no doubt of that," he smiled, placing his drink down before getting up. "I will be with Hitoshi. He has much promise and now I have a bit more leisure to train him than I did with Izuku," he nodded, heading out with his tail swishing.
"That's right," Arthur hummed. "Izuku had to learn how to fight fast and how to fight effectively quickly."
"There was no time in leisure to train him like he wished," Edmond shook his head. "It was not a time that we could use to do what we wanted or train him at the pace he needed."
"He didn't break, that's a testament to his strength," Galahad said as he closed his book, looking up at the Avenger.
"Well, well. The golden child complementing the other golden child," Edmond mocked as he looked to the Knight who looked about ready to pounce on him.
"Please," Arthur sighed. "Let's not get into an argument now? Not when we are trying to figure out if something serious is going to happen?"
"You always worry when worries are not needed," Edmond grunted.
'Excuse me," he gasped. "It's because we never worried that we were in the situations that we were!"
"And when we worried it got even worse, so not worrying about it was the best course of action."
Edmond moved to speak before a thump in the air told them...someone entered the bound field and was making their way to the warehouse.
"I thought Izuku put up a Glamour," Galahad asked.
"That was years ago though," Arthur murmured. "Chiron?"
"I can see him,' the archer shared through their mind link.
"Him?"
"It's only one man," he informed them. "It seems as if his quirk caused a mutation in him and his face had suffered the most of it...he's covered in blood."
"Does he have any weapons?"
"Yes," they could all feel Chiron's nod. "He is a sword master it seems, and he has multiple knives to use as projectiles...he seems to be more of someone we used to fight back in the day...our days in life and Chaldea."
"Could this be Izuku's doing?"
"It's mine,' BB stated as she appeared as a hologram. "He will be an asset. Trust me."
"You never do anything nice, what makes this different," Edmond demanded.
"Because, having an adult here with Izuku's ideals and bloodlust will help us in the end,
She huffed before vanishing just as the door began to jiggle.
"I'll deal with him, make sure that one of you contacts Izuku and inform him of what's going on," he murmured.
"Understood," they all dematerialized as Edmond melded with the shadows as the door opened and the man entered.
Silent, like a tiger going in for the kill; Edmond slunk behind the man like a shadow. He eyed the blades on his person, smiling at the man who seemed like the people they once fought against.
"Hmm...someone has been here," he murmured.
"That's right," Edmond breathed, wrapping his hands around the necks and squeezing. He grunted at the force and fought within the man that he began to put up, smiling at the fact that he was stronger than most others. But he needed to end this quickly, so using his servant strength he pulled tighter than before and the man began to gasp like mad.
His movements became jerky as he lost the fight within him, Edmond smiling as it was good to get back to what he once did. And not long after, he fell into unconsciousness.
"I've alerted Izuku,' Galahad murmured.
"Good, then we'll know if he's a danger."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A FEW HOURS LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you fucking kidding me BB," Izuku yelled as he looked at their current captive. "The Hero Killer! You lead the fucking Hero Killer to our doorstep," he was nearly to the point of hysterics.
"I thought that he would be a great asset," BB smiled, but they could tell she was nervous.
As much as a bloodthirsty AI she was, she didn't like the anger of her master and her masters child on her in the slightest. It was the one thing she tried to avoid incurring the most during her time in Chaldea.
"How so BB," he challenged.
"I have been monitoring the situation at hand since my summoning," she explained. 'In that time I have been able to look through the screenings that have been running autonomously by themselves and deuce who might help us and who might not."
"Why are you acting like this? You never did before," Izuku crossed his arms, looking at the girl in suspicion.
"Can't I be nice for once," she smiled, Izuku staring her down before she sighed and began to speak again. "It hurts to be human sometimes," she gave a wry smile. "The fact that she influenced me enough...to the point that the fact that her death makes me fear yours...I can see why humanity is both beautiful and pitiful."
"Hmm," Izuku shrugged, looking at the AI who stared at him with sadden eyes.
"So...will you accept that answer?"
"Maybe…"
"Something," she pressed. "Something was drawing me to that man," she motioned to the unconscious fellow. "He will be of great importance and will help us toward great things!"
"BB…"
"You can sense something is off about him right!"
"Yes," he nodded, the AI smiling before he moved to the tied up man. "I will see how this meeting goes," he told the woman who nodded and gave a small smile.
"He's trained in the way of weaponry, traditional weaponry," Chiron told him. "Unlike any others in this world."
'He reeks of blood," Izuku sniffed, the pungent but familiar smell assaulted his nose and he gave a wry smile. "It's oddly nostalgic."
"Should we wake him?"
"Yes," Izuku nodded, Chiron moving to break the smelling salts below his nose. "Prepare for some resistance," he warned the others as they nodded and moved to take defensive positions.
The man murmured for a second or so before he jolted in his chair and began to strain against his bonds, Izuku smiling as the thought of previous interrogations came back to mind. The fear and despair, the anger and paranoia that people had in these situations.
"Hello," Izuku singsonged, smiling as the man's red eyes focused on him and Edmond beside him. 'I see you've stumbled across our little hideout. I do apologize for my friend's actions, but then again...this place is hidden," he hummed. "Now...why are you here?"
"You're a kid," he huffed, Izuku feeling an annoyed tick appear and he stepped closer.
'A kid that is not afraid to gut you like and fish and string you up like a puppet if you piss me off too much," he sneered.
"You have balls kid," he grunted, nodding to himself as Izuku grunted.
"And you're a wanted serial killer that won't even get noticed by his Senpai," Izuku mocked, the other glaring at the boy before moving to attack, only to have Edmond grab his head and slam him into the ground.
'I wouldn't," the avenger growled, amber eyes flashing as he clenched his hand.
"No need to crush his skull," Izuku hummed as he looked at the other with a contemplative look. "I do believe, despite my anger and our...wrong footing," he hummed. "We can explain things to one another and benefit off each other."
"How so," he choked, the pain making his head swim and slur his words a bit.
"Well-" Izuku was about to speak before another thump went through the place and a call of a raven went through the air. "GET THAT FAMILIAR," he snarled, the avenger and archer taking off as he felt the thing begin to fly away.
"Izuku-"
"Monitor the perimeter while I speak with our friend," he ordered BB who nodded in response.
He was soon left alone with the hero killer and Okita Alter, or Majin as she was called, the man looking around confused before he spoke.
"Are you the one they told me about," he said, the boy jolting as he pulled out a card. "The boy with powerful and seemingly...magical underlings?"
"Who," Izuku demanded, holding up a hand to hold Majin's sword. "Who told you about us?"
"They never said their name," he coughed, placing a hand on his aching head. "They merely said that our interests align like you claim, and that once you saw this you would take me."
Izuku cautiously approached the man and took the offered paper. It was a simple business card, now that Izuku got a better look at it, white with a sheen to it. It was upside down, the blank white facing him as he looked at it in the light, before turning it over.
He felt his heart stop as he dropped the thing like it was on fire, stepping back as Majin came forward and snatched the thing up before freezing herself.
It was a business card with one symbol they were familiar with...one that Izuku wore on his neck and finger all the time.
It was Chaldea's symbol.
LOCATION UNKNOWN
"Brother," one cried as his brother flew in, transforming back into his human form as he landed. "Did things go as planned?"
"That brat expanded his bounded field and Glamour it looks like after Stain got in," he grunted, rolling his shoulders before shaking the feather off his body. "I barely escaped the avenger and archer."
"They didn't fire any spells?"
'I doubt it," he sighed. "Muninn," he turned to his brother who jolted in place. "How do you feel...serving this person?"
"It could be Ritsuka," he offered, the other sighing as he moved to take a seat. "Huginn…"
"Our duty in the second lostbelt was to help Skadi, and then the next thing we know where being offered a place in the Shadow Border, to follow a new lord," he scoffed. "And in our bliss of being useful and given so many new and exciting tasks to undertake...we allowed our master to die."
"Were nothing more than raven familiars," his brother protested. "I understand your frustration, but…."
"Muninn, we don't know if that masked figure is our master or her husband," he growled to his softer brother. "I would be fine with either, but their need to hide from their son...even if it is their son...we could be serving his enemy," he gasped.
"Huginn...I have faith that this person is someone who both we and Izuku can trust," Muninn offered, smiling to his brother as he hummed in contemplation.
"I don't know,' he shook his head. "If that's so, why are they hiding? What could be so powerful enough to hurt them in this nearly pruned world?"
"We don't know if this world is going to be prune-"
"Muninn," his brother interrupted him with a tired sigh, looking like he aged 10 years-despite the two of them being immortal. "The only reason this world escaped pruning, is because of those quirks. And now they are only focusing on the genetics and mutations of quirks," he explained. "Humans only evolve by reaching toward the stars."
"You make it sound like they've stopped,' Muninn grumbled, but deep down he knew the truth.
"They have," Huginn grunted as he stretched. "Izuku is the only one that still wonders, contemplates and uses imagination to believe in fairies, orges and the like. The children in this era only see Heroes...ones that have no true meaning or story to tell."
'That…"
"In the end, these heroes have no tales or lessons to teach," Huginn waved off. "If that's so, then what's the point. People squander their power, but in the end the whole premise of this world is ridiculous."
"I guess that's right."
"Ahaha, you two...Always so pessimistic."
"Master," they both said, Huginn getting up to bow along with his brother.
"Hmm," they hummed, looking out the window. "Izuku's grown in his magic...but I wonder how? He hasn't had a teacher in years!"
"Master, what are you doing here? I thought you were off looking through the files Muninn and I retrieved," Huginn began, the other humming at the man.
"Oh, I was," they nodded. "But I do get bored easily. Besides, I have been wondering about a few things with Izuku and have come to tell you both your new mission!"
They had a bad feeling about that mission.
WAREHOUSE LOCATION
"It was Chaldea's Symbol," Mei gasped as Da Vinci and Izuku sat next to one another; both seemingly a bit catatonic.
"Yes," Chiron sighed, placing the card down. "Without a doubt this is Chaldea's Symbol and that means someone from Chaldea is alive."
'Or it could mean someone is mocking us, trying to get us thrown off our feet and make a mistake," Raikou protested, the one person willing to say the one thing they wished was not true.
"Yog," Ereshkigal asked, turning to Abby as her eyes darken and her other form began to show through.
"Without a doubt," both Yog and Abby's voice began to mix with one another. "This is a legitimate Business Card of Chaldea. It is cloaked in familiar magic...one that we have sensed before but never interacted with."
'Romani,' Edmond sighed, having sensed the familair magical energy as well. "Romani was in charge of making those," he jerked his chin to the thing. "From what I've heard from the man himself."
"But I sense nothing else. It has been wiped clean of all magical energy."
"Someone is hiding from us, while sending us reinforcements," Quetzalcotal grunted as she cracked her neck and then her knuckles. "Not that I am complaining...but still…"
"The timing is strange," Amakusa hummed as he paced. "In the end, it is a blessing but if we are calling ourselves Chaldea...this could as well be a curse."
"Honestly," Maijin sighed as he placed her Katana down. "I would go out if I could, but people are still looking for me after I killed a couple of sidekicks from the man called Endeavor's agency."
"I hate that man," Stain or Chizome as he reluctantly gave them his name, growled as he strained against his binds.
"That seems to be a running belief," Chiron hummed. "I am unsure if I should say this or not...but in the end it makes him more of a real hero."
"WHAT-" Abby managed to slam a piece of tap onto the others mouth before he managed to explode.
'After all, heroes are only ever revered after their deeds are done and their time is spent. In life they are despised and hated, but in his personal life he is a horrid man," Chiron shook his head. "But then again, no hero is inherently good, it is the tale that glorifies them as such."
"You would know," Izuku murmured as the teacher flinched. "After all, more than one of your students fell off that bandwagon of good…"
"Izuku,' Chiron stated firmly, the boy humming as he looked at the other. "Please, do not dredge up the past."
"Sorry," he sighed, the teacher shaking his head as he placed a hand on the other's head.
"It's fine," he assured the boy. "Focus on this, and what this could mean for us."
"Yeah...I know."
"I will go and analyze this," Da Vinci coughed, reaching to grab the item before her hand stilled over it. It shook slightly as she peered at the glinting silver symbol between her fingers, flashes of happier and joyous times went across her mind as she tried to calm herself.
"Vinci?"
She jolted at the old nick name Izuku used to call her when he was younger, dropping her hand as she turned to the boy who peered at her with understanding and caring eyes.
She hated that look.
'Ahahah! Sorry,' she gave a wink before snatching up the card with gentle hands. "I'll go and look at the magical Signature! While you all deal with our newest...recruit," she waved before heading off.
"As much as this is strange, it provides more of an even ground of fighting for Izuku," Chiron smiled as Abby took off the tape. "If I recall correctly you only ever had proper sword training and evasion."
'Yeah, so," Izuku huffed, eyeing the Hero Killer as he got up and cracked his neck.
"You need to be more open in your evasions," Chiron smiled.
"Come on," he whined, the man looking between the two confused.
'Excuse me?"
"Would you mind attacking Izuku as wildly and erratically as possible while he simply dodges. He is really bad in a non-controlled environment and he needs more training-"
"I am fine the way I am-"
Chizome was beginning to regret being indebted to that person now.
THE NEXT DAY-LOCATION UA
"Izuku, are you excited for the sports festival,' Uraraka asked as she cautiously approached the two scary students.
"I'm not participating," he grunted, looking unbothered as he pulled out a notebook.
"Huh? Why not," she gasped. "This is a really good chance to get heroes to notice you and have potential-"
'I don't care about that and this whole spectacle is stupid," Izuku shook his head. "I would rather not peacock around and act like a fool."
"What about your prospects for being a hero! All Heroes start out as-"
"They start out as nobodies," Izuku scoffed. "They don't train in special schools to become a hero. It's often in the back of their minds."
"But-"
"Lay off her will you,' Hitoshi smiled as he leaned back. "Don't be a downer! You managed to get out of the festival! So enjoy," he smiled.
"You're out of the festival too," Izuku reminded him as the rest of the class turned to them.
'Yeah, thanks for that," he grinned. "I honestly would have hated it if I had to do the sports festival with only Mei."
"I would never allow that," Izuku hummed, smiling at his friend in a gentle way that Hitoshi knew was sincere. "Besides, were far better than the class anyways-"
"Ho...so Class A-1 is filled to the brim with arrogant hero hopefuls," a new voice chimed in and Izuku stopped writing in his book. He looked tense, as if something horrid from his past had come and Hitoshi knew it was just that.
Hitoshi whipped his head to sneer at the blonde before them, he cursed internally, before getting up and stalking forward with a growl. He needed to get this boy away from Izuku before he freaked out, he had heard of the personality of the ones who did that horrid act to his friend and this boy was just as they told him.
"What did you say?"
"Oh," he grinded, happy that someone took the bait. "I said-"
"Silence," Izuku snapped, his voice leaving no room for argument. "I do not want to deal with this at the moment. Come along Hitoshi."
"Right," he nodded, moving to follow his friend before gasping as the blonde grabbed Izuku by the arm.
"Listen here you-ack," he gasped when Izuku slammed his forearm into his neck and then his body into the wall behind him.
"Do not," Izuku whispered slowly. "Grab me...ever," he sneered.
"Yo...i….hrrngh," the boy shocked, Izuku increasing pressure with each second he had the boy in his grip.
"You want to play the 'oh where in the same program but in different levels card?'," Izuku mocked, the boy slowly turning purple. "How pathetic. Honestly, the fact that you're the face of the new generation of heroes makes me want to vomit."
"Midoriya-san! Please release him," Iida begged as the boy struggled more in his classmates' grip.
"But then again, I guess that is hypocritical of me after all," he huffed with a smile. "After all real heroes…"
"Midoriya," Aizawa'a voice has him snapping out his reverence and stepping back as the man above him grabbed his arm. The boy fell to the ground with a gasp and began to cough as his body took in the much needed oxygen that was deprived from him.
"Tch," he ripped his arm from the teacher as the boy's own rushed over to his student. "I rescind my earlier statement to a certain degree," he began, staring at the boy. 'I will participate in the sports festivals final battle. I will prove that I am the best fighter here-"
"Heroic Student," Aizawa said, the boy huffing as he turned to his teacher.
"Fighter."
"Midoriya-"
"Being a hero is not about diffusing a situation," he snapped, glaring viciously at the man as his anger boiled. "It is about your ability to subdue your enemies, be it in mind or in strength. I will prove to this whole damn school that I not only have both, but I am the best in both," he snapped.
"Izuk-"
'Shut it," he growled, Hitoshi stuttering to a stop as his friend became his boss once again. "I will not back down. This is my pride...this is my Hero's Pride."
"Then I think you should get rid of it," Aizawa shot back, neither giving as they glared into each other's eyes.
"Never."
Hitoshi merely watched the two, knowing that tonight was not going to be good.
LOCATION UNKNOWN
"What were they thinking!"
"Brother," Munnin sighed as Huginn slammed his foot into the wall by the observation room atop the room they were in. "Master-"
"They made that boy's emotions too unstable! If they use too much of that potion he could end up outing us all," he yelled to the annoyed face of his brother.
"I know you are annoyed, but if you would-CALM DOWN," his brother yelled as he grabbed his head and slammed it into the table. "Then we would be able to speak about things calmly."
"Says the one smushing my head into the wall," he heard his brother grunt before taping out. He sighed as the pressure off his head was released and he moved to fix his robes.
They always wore clothing from the age where they flourished. Tradition tunics with the words of the Aseir written within the cloth. Breeches meant for the toughest of weather with boots made much the same. Winter cloaks that were made from the feathers of their true forms.
"That boy senses us and I know he knows that, that card we gave the Hero Killer was imbued with Magic to let his temper run wild," he shook his head as his silky raven hair flowed in the wind. "But why ignore it?"
"All Father knows what goes on in that boy's head," Muninn sighed as he looked at the boy with his enhanced vision. "During Götterdämmerung he would follow us as planned, but the very off the course of destiny we had laid out."
"Don't remind me," Huginn sighed, cracking his neck. "That brat is too smart for his own good and the fact he has a connection to the root is bad enough. Worse is his mother's servants with the greater outer ones."
"The Great Blind one…" Muninn sighed. "He has been a problem for us in these times," he shook his head once more. "Yog Sothoth is in communication with Izuku and reports to his leader, but his lack of information on Ritsuka or Romani has him becoming desperate for information on his favorite humans."
"He's tried finding a vessel," Huginn sighed, looking off into the distance. "Izuku was one one of Azathoth's favorite humans," he turned to his brother. "From what I could make of his message to Yog, he doesn't know where this world is...but he can sense Izuku emotions."
"What is our master planning?"
"Isn't it obvious," that cheerful voice had them turning in fear as their current master came sauntering in. "The summoning of all former Chaldean spirits is impossible in this world as it is now! But if there is a conduit from the world before! Say like and eldritch god.."
"Izuku was meant to do that by himself," Huginn protested before choking as magic began to close his windpipe.
"Brother!"
"Now, now," they hummed, Huginn falling to the ground as the magic was released. "If we want things to go as planned we need to make the move and have Izuku looking for the Holy Grail above all else. Before that other mage discovers their power."
"Do you know who it is," Huginn choked out as his brother rubbed his back.
"Yes," they nodded, staring at Izuku as he yelled at his classmates and Bakugou, Hitoshi beside him silent as he looked at his friend in shock. "I am afraid that this grail is a bit...autonomous…"
"What," they gasped, their master humming as they turned to their familiars.
"It seems as if this grail still retains a bit of Angra Mainyu's corruption and sees this world as something to be purged…"
"With the evil and toxins in this world...then that means…"
"The grail will seek out mages soon for an ultimate fight. Me and Izuku are sure fire candidates..but this other one...that one person cannot be allowed to find out about their magic. Not now and not ever. Not that we would not be able to defeat them..but the nuisance it would cause."
"The grail knows both you and Izuku," Muninn sighed. "It knows you will not be swayed by it...so it will choose the one it can manipulate in its favor."
"Usually the grail would wait...but in this world...it can't stand too."
"You plan to speed up the completion of Chaldea and then give over the Shadow Border," Huginn asked, voice clear now as he got up.
"We will soon have to show ourselves to the boy. Stain was merely sent ahead in a preparation for our arrival. Soon...I will have to face my boy again."
"Are you scared?"
"Oh I'm positively terrified."
They couldn't fault their master for that.
A thump in the air told them one thing, and they all looked to the sky as an eerie chant began to emerge from the mouths othe people in the surrounding radius.
Azathoth had found them.
Their master grinned.
Comment on what you like and what happened!
Saber-Arthur Pendragon
Archer-Chiron
Lancer-Ereshkigal
Rider-Quetzalcoatl
Caster-Leonardo Da Vinci
Assassin-Semiramis
Berserker-Minamoto-no-Raikou
Ruler-Amakusa Shirou
Avenger-Edmond Dantes
Moon Cancer-BB
Alter Ego-Okita Alter
Foreigner-Abigail Williams
Beast-Fou (Beast of of Compariosn, Cath Plaug)
Shielder-Galahad
