A/N: I'm slowly building up some scenes, starting from last to first, in other words, a reverse order. So expect that in the upcoming months I may or may not update some chapters due to writer's block, and in advance I will say that I may be on a break due to taking care of other obligations in real life.

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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Credits go to Hiroshi Shiibashi for Nurarihyon no Mago and Gen Urobuchi and Type – Moon for Fate/Zero

Chapter 7: Descent into Madness

If Caster and Kiritsugu are in the same place and within inches of each other, they might be appalled at the fact that they are synchronized in saying this line:

"That moron has nearly conquered the whole world?"

Al-Iskandar, known in the modern world as Alexander the Great, just proposed a truce, in exchange for the Servants' loyalty to his army. Saber and Lancer did not take it lightly of course, since they were battle – hardened knights who believed in honor.

Meanwhile, the teenage boy has been cowering in fear ever since his Servant decided to dive down in the middle of a battle between Servants. He even cowered more when he heard the voice of his professor at the Clock Tower. There is no mistaking it, it was Kayneth El – Melloi Archibald.

"I never gave a single thought that someone like you will join Heaven's Feel, Waver Velvet – kun." The stern voice of his lecturer sent more shivers down Waver's spine. He certainly did not expect his professor to have another relic in case his relic was stolen. He heard about students turning against their teachers in a bloody combat of Magecraft if their views collided with each other, but never in a grand event like Heaven's Feel. If there is any consolation on his part, it will be the fact that he is the first one to experience this kind of treatment, in a grand event of all things. It will be a bigger consolation if he survived the war. But that never calmed his thoughts one bit, much more give him strength to face against his lecturer from the Clock Tower.

"Well, it can't be helped, for a commoner like you to think of something as outrageous as this. Let me give you additional lessons. This time, let me teach you the true meaning of slaughter between Magi. You should be honored, Waver -kun." The owner of the voice smirked as he saw Waver in deep terror and despair as he dashed the hope of a student to gain respect. But then, Waver felt a hand over him. That same hand that sent him flying to a wall by a mere flick was now giving him a reassuring pat on the back. He turned around to see Rider. He almost forgot about his Servant's presence because of his immense fear.

Still hiding in one of the container boxes together with Kejoro, Caster creased her forehead in deep thought as she tried to identify the presence of the one who unravelled his voice. Kejoro saw the expression on the boy's face and therefore concluded that he may somehow be related to that person.

"Do you see him?" Kejoro tried to look for that person who spoke with great indignation at the boy. Even young men have their strengths. That man had no right to belittle someone like him. She just shook her head as her thoughts dangerously wander to a coming – of – age story clichés.

Not really, much more know his name. She only knew that he was Lancer's Master, but she cannot pinpoint the exact location and name of the person and what his abilities are. So, instead of wasting her prana on pinpointing, Caster decided to listen to Iskandar rambling about some nonsense regarding "real Master" and "earn the scorn of Iskandar". For some reason, Caster felt amused at the speech of Iskandar, although all that he rambles about can be dismissed as complete nonsense in this present day, since no one is an honorable warrior now.

"I think that should be it for today. No other Servants will appear in this case." Kejoro heard enough of the teacher and student banter, although it was only the teacher who spoke, and the Servant of the student who retorted. "Let's go, Ca-"

No sooner than she said those words, another Servant appeared dazzling in a golden armor, as if some kind of god descended from the heavens. Kejoro just placed a mental slap of herself in the face as she did not expect this to happen. If one more Servant appeared after him, then it will be a royal bloodbath.

Goshujin – sama, I think that Rider sent a proclamation of challenge to the other Servants in the vicinity. Caster sighed at the effect of the proclamation that Iskandar had just said. Although she wanted to inform Kejoro of this, it seems that the information that she gave came across Kejoro as a rephrasing of the situation.

"Two knaves dared to call themselves kings. What a jest." The golden armored Servant appeared right in their midst, using the lamp post as a high place for commoners to worship the true king. Saber lost the color in her face at the appearance of another Servant, while Iskandar stroke his beard in deep observation.

"You're mistaken. I am Iskandar, the only King of Conquerors after all." He mused as he saw Archer standing on top of the street pole like it was some kind of a high throne. "If you are truly a king, why don't you tell us your name?" Rider struck a nerve in Archer, receiving a hostile response.

"If you do not know me, then it only shows how ignorant you mongrels are. I am the king of heaven and earth. Do not dare to usurp my place, mongrels." He opened his Gate, revealing four weapons, all Noble Phantasms by the ornamented looks of it.

"So, that's his Noble Phantasm, huh?" Kiritsugu knew that Saber will not withstand this kind of attack if he let her alone, based on the tape that Maiya gave to him. If Saber has to defeat him, he has to give Avalon to her. But now is not the time to give her that. He might as well give up their only chance of winning this war and give in to her chivalric desires.

Meanwhile a sickly man hiding in the corridors called upon his first command to his Servant. This is the moment that he has been waiting for. Tokiomi's Servant has appeared, and he will not wait for another second to tick.

"Kill that Archer."

Those words alone made the nightmarish black knight appear from the shadows and looked up to the golden armored Servant. Almost all of those who were in that location were stunned by the appearance of another Servant. It will already be mayhem if this Servant appeared out of the blue. They all knew that it was Berserker, but his stats show otherwise.

"Rider, you want to invite him too?" Lancer asked as the enigmatic Servant appeared from the shadows. Rider just scratched his head in thought.

"He doesn't seem to be terribly interested in negotiations to begin with."Iskandar replied like it was a joke, then turned to Waver for information regarding that servant.

"Waver, do you see what he is capable of?" Iskandar inquired as he stroked his beard even more. Waver definitely understands from his readings that he is a Berserker, but something about that Servant enables him to not see his abilities.

"I…I can't see. I definitely cannot see it." Waver replied as he studied Berserker closely. Unfortunately his Servant took it as if his Master was joking. Waver just placed a mental palm on his forehead as he did not expect a Servant to hide his stats too completely. He checked his eyes and sees almost every Servant's stats to make sure he was not hallucinating, except for the black warrior, since the data about the black creature is obscured, like a photograph gone wrong with motion.

"What? Aren't you supposed to see his strengths and weaknesses?" Rider inquired as he observed the black smoke that the creature emits, as if he gives off an alien appearance. Even though he had suspicions about that black smoke, surely his Master will confirm what is the magic behind that smoke. But even Waver has no answer to his Servant's question.

"I don't get it!" Waver grumbles in frustration. "He's definitely a Servant, a Berserker, but I can't see his stats!" Definitely anyone will be frustrated at a game where you see the name of the boss but not his stats.

Meanwhile, Archer raised an eyebrow at the Servant who dared to look at his face. That action alone made his veins appear on his forehead in disgust, and said with disdain in his voice.

"Who gave you permission to stare, rabid dog?" He seethed as the knight gave off a low growl as a reply.

"You seem to enjoy staring at me." He redirected his Gate, revealing 2 weapons, which are of the highest quality, then aimed it to fire at the offender. "Now you will get your wish. Die for my entertainment, mongrel" He then proceeded to strike true, and fired his 2 Noble Phantasms at the creature. The result is an explosion guaranteed to pulverize the offender.

On the sidelines, Caster suppressed her joy at him eliminating one Servant. Although she hated that Archer, at least he eliminated one of the competitors to cut down the number. "Yay! Now, only six…servants…are left?" Her hopes drowned like paper on water as she saw Berserker holding one of the Noble Phantasms of Archer. Berserkers normally do not do that, do they? Unless…

Instincts enable a person to act on impulse in a matter of survival. Skills were made in order for instincts to be refined in the time of battle. But what if skills are ingrained in instincts so much that even if he is insane, he can still deflect the attacks of his enemies and attack with great finesse of a noble warrior?

Then that would be equal to an unstoppable monster.

That will be the perfect description of the Berserker that she sees right now.

"I see…" Iskandar mused as Waver can't comprehend how the King of Conquerors can stay calm even at this situation. Normally, below – average magi with zero experience can freak out at that Berserker, who seems to be not affected by Madness Enhancement.

Lancer and Saber were honorable and fearless knights, but this is the first time that sweat appeared on their bodies in great suspense, mainly because of the machine - like movement of the beast that just appeared. "Is that Servant really a Berserker?" Lancer asked the King of Conquerors, hoping to find an answer from the king himself.

"So it seems. But that black Servant caught Archer's weapons just as easily as one hardened and experienced close – combat warrior catches arrows." Rider just observed Berserker's actions for the longest time. It also seems that his madness was not a hindrance to his battle prowess of close combat. Berserker's use of weapons with great preciseness will be an equal match when it comes to Archer carelessly throwing about weapons like rocks.

Archer, with great disdain at the creature that dared to steal his weapon, revealed his Gate even further. "Let's see how your impudent thievery can keep up." He revealed more of his weapons and shot them at Berserker, who dodges AND uses the weapons with ease as if he was trained to do so his whole life. Normally Servants who wield the Noble Phantasms of others may not be able to wield it as correctly as the original owner would. But this black Servant wields those weapons perfectly as if it was his own.

I'm sure he would make an excellent Saber if he's not drowned in madness. He might even make a better Saber than her. Caster mused as she dispelled her gauntlets. Kejoro just stared at the enigmatic black Servant who continually parried sixteen Noble Phantasms successfully and even brought down Archer from his high place.

A better Saber than her? Kejoro never gave it another thought until now. But now that she thought about it, a male warrior is more adept in battle than a female one, judging from her own personal experience of battles with youkai. Heck,she can't even save a person without the help of Kubinashi. Even if she is a youkai, she can't help but feel helpless at the situation that she had been saved by Kubinashi countless times.

And so with a resigned expression, she replied in a voice reminiscent of her own weakness. "I think so."

Caster saw the expression of her master and tried to dismiss what she said as a joke just to lighten up Kejoro's mood, since she sensed that somehow she struck a memory that was not supposed to be brought up. Ah, Goshujin – sama, please don't mind the observations of stupid me. She replied while placing a fist to her head in a comical manner.

"Yeah, I know that you were only joking, Caster." Kejoro tried to put up a smile and hoped that it will not come across to her as a sad smile. They stopped their conversation when they saw that Archer stopped in the middle of the battle, with almost all of his weapons deployed by that space – distorter and ready to fire like multiple arrows.

That command made Archer stop in his tracks at passing judgment to the offender. It seems that his Master was in conflict with him when it comes to elegance in battle. While Archer wanted too badly to pass judgment, he thought that his next action that he will make seems to be in conflict with Tokiomi's interest. So he decided to call it a day for now, while gritting his teeth silently. Were it not for Tokiomi's intervention, the Grail War will be finished in a single night with that Gate.

"You dared to spoil the king's enjoyment. That was some nerve, Tokiomi." Archer muttered with great disdain as he slowly faced towards the south – east direction and called off his weapons. His weapons disappeared in a golden light, just like when Archer first appeared.

On the direction that he faced is the location of the Tohsaka's mansion. No one knows about it, except for Archer. Inside the mansion, Tokiomi gritted his teeth as he wasted one of his precious Command Seals. If Archer continued to have his way, he will fall short of two Command Seals, both of which are useful to let your Servant commit suicide if the Servant that he summoned has a high rank in Magic Resistance. But this situation calls for drastic measures since Archer decided to open the Gate of Babylon even further, as Kirei had wordlessly suggested.

"You have been saved by a hair's breadth, mad dog." He stared murderously at Berserker, then turned around to look at the Servants. "Make sure you have reduced your number, mongrels, for only I will tolerate no less than a real hero." He then disappeared in a golden mist, leaving the other Servants lost in their thoughts. Only Berserker cannot contain himself any longer and screamed in a mad howl as he recognized Saber, who served as fuel to the fire of his immense anger.

"Arrrrrr….urrrrrrrrr….."

Saber was wide – eyed in surprise that the Servant of Fury had somehow recognized her, so she prepared her sword to defend Irisviel from the mad charge of the creature. If that creature really recognized her, then he must be some kind of warrior living among the mountains. But then again, no armor was made like that in the mountains.

Footnotes:

Eternal Arms Mastership – ability that enables Berserker to wield weapons with preciseness. Very useful especially if he wields Noble Phantasms.

For Someone's Glory – another Noble Phantasm of Berserker. in Berserker's case, it was only used to conceal his stats. If it not for Madness Enhancement, he might go off the War disguising as other Servants until the end.

Gate of Babylon – storage of Noble Phantasms, can be used to fire weapons like arrows. The weapons were one rank higher than the likes of Caliburn or Gram since the weapons serves as the original to the subsequent makes of weapons.

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