I'm beyond confused. I've invited two strangers into my home, they know who I am, and what I wield in my right hand, and are potentially dangerous folk that's for sure. This girl, and this guy, are both mysterious as hell. The girl, Rin they said, seems to be giving me the strangest look. Those red eyes are eyeing me more than Tsuchimikado eyeing a siscon doujin at the adult store down the street. I could be imagining things, because while I swore her eyes were red, they went blue as if nothing happened, it's like her whole mood changes as well. Whatever, starting with the elephant in the room...
"So, how do you know who I am?" I start with the easiest question, as it requires no effort or brain power. I quietly thank the gods that Index is sleep. "We're from the Clock Tower, in London. Clock Tower is comprised of lots of mages, the best of the best. We, meaning myself and Emiya, are here on, uh, vacation actually, is what I would like to say," Tohsaka begins going in depth with her explanation, "essentially, a good friend of ours Artoria, is currently under the effects of a curse generated by someone called Angra Mainyu, I recall my teacher, the mage Kaleidoscope telling me about Imagine Breaker, a power capable of dispelling the supernatural, currently being wielded by Kamijou Touma. So Emiya and I came looking for you."
"As much as I'd want to help you two, I'm kind of in a predicament myself, trying to juggle highschool and combating the forces of the magic side that want me dead, it's a little difficult to travel back to London to handle some problem that shouldn't be much effort for the oh so great mages," I say. I'm not lying entirely I really do have stuff I have to do. But my main motivation is not going out of my way for two very deadly people to lead me off to London to an association of mages. Pretty sure I'm wanted by every church in the UK, and that showing my face anywhere near Royalty would probably screw me over as well, considering the incident. "That's the thing Kamijou," Tohsaka begins to say, before a very large, very explosive and very dangerous force busts through my apartment wall. Index is some how unscathed by all this might I add. "Artoria isn't in London," Tohsaka finishes. Out of all the dust, a figure, female, clad in all black armor, wielding a dark black and red sword, with blond hair and even more beautiful blond eyes, steps through the wall. "Kamijou Touma, I've come to kill you." Oh boy.
"Rotten luck."