Fate: Damnit
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V
"Let Silver and Steel be the Essence. Let Stone and the Archduke of contracts be the Foundation. Let red be the colour, I tribute to. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fail. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the kingdom rotate. Let it be declared now; your flesh shall serve under me, and my fate shall be with your sword…" Seals once faded on his skin flooded to life "Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. Answer, if you would submit to this will and truth. An oath sworn here; I shall attain all virtues of heaven; I shall have dominion of evils of all in Hell. From the Seventh Heaven, attended by great words of power, come forth from the rings restraints, protector of holy balance!" Four sets of voices chanted, from across various locations across the Clocktower.
Regardless of standing and whether the Lord of El-Melloi II, was being insolent or stupid; there was one thing the Clocktower had in common. The Magus Association HAD to be the victors in this particular Holy Graill War. They couldn't offer a candidate for the Master but they could offer their summoning circles.
Across the Clocktower four red pulses of light before turning blue as Rider, Archer, Assassin and Berserker were summoned.
(Lord El-Melloi, Gray and Rider)
Waver Velvet, Lord El-Melloi II, knew he'd summoned his Rider Servant, Iskander, Alexander the Great by sheer fluke. But when Iskander appeared, clad in the exact same armour he'd been summoned in 13 Years ago. He was expecting a blank slate "My Master! Look at you!"
Waver Velvet, looked back "My King, the same as I remember you and the same as I saw you in my dream." Waver jolted and as Iskander's meaty and muscled forearm slammed across his shoulders.
"What requires you to summon me so?"
"A new Holy Grail War, my Masters King. I am Gray, apprentice to your Servant. I helped supply the mana to form you whilst my Master supplied the catalyst and the Command Seals." Gray announced, attracting the attention of the King of Conquerors.
"Your apprentice? You, truly have taken our last time together to heart. Well met, disciple of my loyal subject. You have my thanks." Iskander boomed.
"Why do you cover your face so? I hardly believe that any young woman at your age is one to not be marvelled at."
"No, Rider...it is because my face is not the face it should be." With that Gray lowered her hood. Iskander's eyes widened as he looked back into the face of Saber, from the last Grail War.
"Now, that face is one I hadn't expected to see again. Come, Waver and Gray; let us find the rest of our illustrious colleagues and devise our winning strategy of this Holy Grail War!"
(Rin Tohsaka, Flat Escados and Archer)
"Damn that Shiro…just when I find the perfect catalyst for my Lancer as I was instructed, he gets that damn Servant. Oh well, I did well with an Archer class last time, let us try again." Rin muttered.
"Tohsaka-san, the Servant has appeared!" Flat pointed out.
The light cleared and kneeling in front of them was a heavily armoured Knight. His red hair, flowing down to his shoulders, his shoulders were drooping almost as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders "I, ask of thee, art thou master?"
"Aye, My name family name is Tohsaka and my given name is Rin and I supply your command seals."
"Aye, my family name is Escados and my given name is Flat. I have supplied your body."
"I accept your declarations. Now let the pact be sealed. My Masters, I thank you. My name is Tristan, Sir Tristan, The Knight of Sadness of the Archer class, I stand ready."
Rin and Flat's eyes widened "Come, Sir Tristan we must meet with our comrades to discuss our strategy for this Holy Grail War."
(Kairi Sisigou and Berserker)
Kairi Sisigou, cut an impressive figure; clad in black trousers, black undershirt and donned an enchanted black leather jacket that wouldn't be out of place on an old punk rocker or in a motorcycle gang.
If he made you think twice about screwing with him, then his servant definitely did the same. Clad in armour straight out of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms Lu Bu cut an impressive figure despite his very small stature.
The mental communication between the two was clearer than most Master and Berserker combinations. Sisigou, nodded to his Servant and with no small amount of apprehension as if expecting betrayal, headed towards the meeting point.
(Luviagelita Edelfelt - Assassin)
Lord El-Melloi II had made a slight mistake, in order to optimise the Clocktower 'red' faction, he had paired the majority of his colleagues together to spread the load of summoning the servants. He had found himself one pair short, so the Department of Mineralogy and quickly found their most promising and prestigious student; Luviagelita Edelfelt, the young fourteenth head of the Edelfelt family.
It said something about the family if they were already on their fourteenth head. But with thirteen generations of magical power behind her Luviagelita Edelfelt had enough power to confidently summon her own servant.
Said servant was garbed in blue and carried an exceptionally long katana. His name was Kojirou Sasaki, presumedly, however like the Lancer and Rider of the current team he remembered his last summoning to a Holy Grail War. "A Holy Grail War, Master? I presume we are to meet our allies?"
Luvia nodded "Correct."
(Shiro, Hermione, Harry, Dudley, Saber, Lancer and Caster)
Artoria looked and her emerald green eyes locked onto the hazel brown of Emiya Shiro, the man she'd fallen in love with; her scabbard. Shiro gazed back, dumbstruck, Artoria; his Artoria was back!
It felt like an eternity for the two lovers but Artoria was the first to react. Artoria stepped forwards, Shiro wrapped his arms around her as the Lancer version of the woman he loved, pulled him practically off his feet into a deep kiss. "I missed you, Shiro." Artoria murmured as she buried her head into his chest.
Last time, he was shorter than her. But now he'd come into his own, he'd grown both in height and competence and confidence; both as a person and that as a Magus. "If the clothes are going to come off…" Harry began as he lowered the wall.
The reunited lovers looked at Harry, their eyes twitching "I take it these are our allies, Shiro?" Artoria asked.
"We'd be lemmings for enemies, We'd have attacked Shiro as he tried to summon his servant. You must be Lancer?"
"I am. Artoria Pendragon, Daughter of Uther, better known as King Arthur, King of the Britons…" Artoria declared.
Harry's eyes widened "Your Grace, by Merlin, House Potter swears allegiance to House Pendragon as they have done since Uther fought Gawain Potter when Uther made his Kingdom and Gawain lost."
Artoria's eyes widened, she knew of the Magus of Potter, they were awed and cursed in the same breath as her bastard of a teacher Merlin. "Do you admit your mistakes? As I heard from my Teacher that the Potters did when things went wrong?"
"I know not. I'm the last of the family. Merlin was a bastard? I mean in the Wanded communities he's revered as a god."
Artoria sighed "Merlin is and was a powerful Magus, but he was seldom helpful with his skills."
"As for admitting my mistakes? Only when I have been proven wrong. I've probably shamed some of my ancestors, but I've made my choices and stuck to them." Harry replied evenly staring into the green eyes of Lancer, who stared back. To everyone watching, it appeared to be a staring match, a match of wits and steel.
"You'll do, Child of Gawain of House Potter. It has been a while since I had a Magus of Potter by my side. I do have to ask, why were you not at Camlann?"
"We were not at Camlann for Morgan...pulled one on us. If it had not been for Morgan's beautiful deception Camlann might have been different. But what is done is done, we have a job to do."
Any other questions were put on hold as rumbling was heard, Artoria blushed slightly "Shiro…"
Shiro sighed "Yes, let's go satiate that stomach of yours." As he turned to the leave the room, a genuinely warm feeling swept over him. He idly looked down and he vaguely saw his skin turn to blades and slowly knit themselves back together at a quicker rate.
Harry looked at Hermione and Dudley; the three of them along with Lugh were now taking in the conversation and the mass influx of information that they'd just been exposed to. "What the fuck have we, I, missed? Why, do I suddenly think that we've been Rickroll'd by Zelretch?"
Hailey was fighting back a giggle "I'll let you work that out brother; when you do, you'll realise that you were merely the feint in a magicians trick." She murmured to herself. "It seems sensei, is a sucker of a happy ending...a vampire wanting happy endings, intriguing."
"I wonder how Zelretch will enjoy those books...Retaliation will be worth it." Hailey muttered, this time being overheard by Dudley.
"Caster?"
Hailey grinned at her cousin "Don't worry, an ever distant utopia of a dream. An Avalonian one."
Dudley stopped "Avalon…? Saber, Arthurs shield?" His face paled. His jaw dropped and a grin crossed his face.
"Caster, your teacher...is amazing. I can't believe I didn't see this."
"Neither does my little brother, Dudley. He's not stupid, he's actually quite smart once he finds a way that suits him studying."
Dudley winced at the jab "If it wasn't for the fact that you're way more different than my version of you, I'd have tapped into my 'Noble Phantasms'". Dudley didn't miss the plurals.
"Just, how much like you is my reality cousin?"
"Very similar. In fact, with the right push; he's more than likely awaken the Family Phantasm. Then there is the other thing, Harry and his summoned incarnations tend to have; which if he ever accesses get ready to run."
Dudley nodded and quickly went to re-join his cousin. "Hailey and Harry…they are genuinely terrifying; Harry, I'm so sorry that I treated you like shit." Dudley thought to himself, he was surprised that Lugh actually became his Servant, they were in no way compatible.
Eventually, Team Red assembled in a meeting room in the Department of Modern Magecraft. The room was large enough to comfortably fit the entire party, Shiro had managed to whip up a minor feast "How…?" Gray questioned.
"Shiro's good at that. I swear, if his origin wasn't what it was...I would have said it was consumption." Rin stated.
Waver, went to light a cigarette before spying Gray's look and the food reluctantly put it away. "All rise for Team Red, Rider!" With that Iskander appeared, instead of the armour he normally had on; he was wearing jeans and an 'Admirable Great Tactics' t-shirt.
Rin and Flat stood next as Archer materialised "Archer of Red, reporting for duty."
Berserker grunted a few words that sounded suspiciously like 'greetings comrades' "This is Lu Bu." Sisigou introduced, rather blandly.
Harry pulsed his circuits and Hailey and Lugh astralised "Master of Caster, and Mana-feed for Saber."
Rin found her eyes widening as she looked at Hailey and Harry "Potter, you realise…"
"Yes, yes...I've summoned a variation of me. Had books and exploits sold about me, and somehow, I blame the Marshall, I'm on the Throne of Heroes. Alaya has fuck all she can bargain with me for." Harry countered.
"The manifestation of humanity, has NOTHING...?"
"Nothing, no thaumaturgical practise; no Age of Gods as you call it ritual that can crack mountains, raise land from the ocean, summon the very essence of Gaia to your bidding can tempt me. What I want, nothing and no-one can offer me; any who do I'll gladly pull your nerves through your eyes, torture your intestines through your genitalia and various other nasty things...So no thankyou, Tohsaka, I know what I'm doing. Anyway, Shirou?"
If Rin's eyes widened at the thought of another Counter-Guardian was bad; when she saw Artoria again dressed in the exact same attire as her casual Saber outfit. "Shirou! How!"
Iskander and Waver both stared, "King of Knights, it has been a while."
Artoria looked at the summoned Servants "King of Conquerors, Master of Rider; Waver Velvet correct?"
Waver nodded "That it is, your Grace. I go by Lord El-Melloi II, these days. This time, we've not been summoned to kill each other but rather…"
"Work together." Artoria finished, her eyes widened as she looked at Archer. Archer also looked dumbstruck.
"My King, Sir Tristan reporting for duty."
"Arise, Sir Tristan." Artoria instructed before pulling the red-haired Knight into a hug; which the Knight tentatively returned.
(Yggdmillennia, Trifas)
Six homunculi vanished in black and white lights and six Servants stood in their place as Avicebron, the Black Faction Castor, watched from a distance.
He was in mighty company for Siegfried, Astolfo, Frankenstein's Monster, Chiron, Vlad Tepes and a little girl who answered to the name of Jack appeared. "Our fate is tied to the success of Yggdmilennnia, command us, master."
(Walpurgis Faction, France)
Draco Malfoy, Delphine Riddle, Rabastan and Rodolphus Le Strange, Theodore Nott, Hubert Crabbe and Hector Goyle stood in front of the summoning circle.
"Draco, is this...the smartest course?" Hector asked curiously.
"To regain our lost pride as purebloods, yes. Show the greater magical world that we still remain; the moonlit world will remember us! Now to your positions!" Malfoy shouted as they began to chant.
"Let Silver and Steel be the Essence. Let Stone and the Archduke of contracts be the Foundation. Let white be the colour, I tribute to. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fail. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the kingdom rotate. Let it be declared now; your flesh shall serve under me, and my fate shall be with your sword…" Seals once faded on his skin flooded to life "Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. Answer, if you would submit to this will and truth. An oath sworn here; I shall attain all virtues of heaven; I shall have dominion of evils of all in Hell. From the Seventh Heaven, attended by great words of power, come forth from the rings restraints, protector of holy balance."
With that standing in front of them were six servants. "White Faction?" A softly spoken voice asked.
"Who are you?" Delphine asked as she drew her wand.
"I'm Shirou Kotomine, Master of Assassin for the White Faction. Now gentlemen and lady, shall we discuss our plans for victory?"
(Rome)
Seven more circles, these in the colour of blue flared to life as seven more servants appeared.
Servants and Masters
Red Faction
Harry Potter-Caster/Hailey Potter
Dudley Dursley-Saber/ Lugh
Waver Velvet/Lord El-Melloi Gray- Rider/Iskander/Alexander the Great
Rin Tohsaka Flat Escados- Archer/Tristan, Knight of Laments
Kairi Sisigou- Berserker/ Lu Bu
Shirou Emiya- Lancer/ Artoria
Luviagelita Edelfelt- Assassin/Kojirou Sasaki
Black Faction
Darnic Prestone Yggdmillennia- Lancer/Vlad Tepes
Gordes Musik Yggdmillennia- Saber/Siegfried
Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia- Archer/Chiron
Celenike Icecolle Yggdmillennia- Rider/Astolfo
Roche Frain Yggdmillennia- Caster/Avicebron/
Caules Forvedge Yggdmillennia- Berserker/Frankenstein's Monster/
Reika Rikudou Yggdmillennia- Assassin/ Jack the Ripper
White Faction
Draco Malfoy- Saber/Mordred
Delphine Riddle- Archer/Atalanta
Hector Goyle- Rider/ Achilles
Hubert Crabbe- Caster/William Shakespeare
Rodolphus LeStrange- Berserker/ Spartacus
Rabastan Le Strange- Lancer/Karna
Shirou Kotomine- Ruler-Assassin/Semiramis of Assyria
Blue Faction
Father Alexander Anderson- Saber/Karl Josef von Bachmann
Acolyte Merem Solomon- Archer/William Tel
Father Lorenz Trendel O'Brien- Lancer/ Romulus
Acolyte Delmio Cervantes- Rider/ Columbus
Mother Caren Hortensia- Caster/ Da Vinci
Father Simon Yates- Berserker/ Caligula
Father Hansa Cervantes- Assassin/ Phantom of the Opera