An old factory.
Calling it forgotten is an understatement. Once it was closed it wasn't demolished because it simply wasn't profitable, and it still isn't. It's so decrepit not even junkies would go to do drugs in it out of fear of it collapsing on them. And yet...
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Someone is in there.
Why?
Is there anything so secret you'd need to go here? Isn't the danger building poses bigger then that of someone finding your secret out? It seems not.
"Hello is anyone there?" says an innocent female voice.
Her feet are bare and bruised from it and her clothes are just a ragged cloth, yet her greenish black hair is beautiful and straight. Her dark green eyes look like dark emeralds and her face is pale, and you can see on it she could hardly step on a bug.
So why would she be here?
"Don't worry I am here" says a man in a black suit and sunglasses. His hair ranges from as pale as woman's face to as dark as factory they are in. He is definitely middle aged as it would be called.
He has no big beard but it seems he didn't have time to shave it recently cause it can be slightly seen.
Unlike the girls eyes which while dark are very much alive his look like there is no light in them.
Man:"So are you doing well Rider's master? From what I know about your servant I believe he has been treating you well?" he says trying to act warm and calm the obviously nervous girl.
Rider's master:"Yes he is very kind and chivalrous, tho I don't want to feed his ego too much right now so i'll stop there. Are you doing well Caster's master?" she says now a bit calmer then moment ago.
Caster's master:"Oh yes,ever since I summoned Caster my health has been wonderful, I could go hiking for the whole day and not feel my back a bit!"
Rider's master:"Hehe, that's great to hear! Uhm so... we both got called here by Assassin's master again?"
Caster's master:"Seem like we did. Tho i'm guessing he'll just communicate trough his servant again."
"You are right about that" says a voice in a shadow.
In a moments notice a towering figure starts appearing next to girl.
Assassin:"Calm,calm i'm Assassin i'm on your side remember."
Rider:"Yet you remain in shadows even in front of us, you sly fox."
Assassin:"Come on those insults are unnecessary. We are both from same country, can't you be a bit more friendly towards a brother?" he says in a voice that doesn't hide that nickname of sly fox is fitting for him,
Rider:"You are no kin of mine. Speak whatever message your master wanted to send and go." tower continues speaking with stern voice without any friendliness . He obviously is only having contact with assassin because it's required in this War.
Master of rider:"Please... Rider … calm down. He's not worth it."
Rider:"I am sorry Master! I lost control when faced with that snake." he says kneeling withholding heroic tear in his eye.
Master of rider:"Oh no, please calm down haha."
Assassin:"Well then we can get to business." He says while keeping himself in shadows fitting for an assassin.
Assassin:"Plan to eliminate Stefan didn't go well and he summoned a Berserker. Sadly my Noble Phantasm didn't seem to work on him ,Saber or his Master so they teamed up and then I had to run."
Rider holds inside rage of fires of hell, only for the sake of his Master.
Caster's master:"So it was really you. I had my suspicions but you really caused that massacre." he says looking in direction where Assassin's voice came from like he is looking at living fecal matter.
Assassin:"I'm sorry but it's all I can do, besides nobody died thanks to Stefan's servant."
Caster's master:"So he also summoned a healer like me? Interesting. A Berserker at that."
Assassin:"Definitely a strange class for the type of servant don't ya think?"
Rider's master:"S-so what now? If you failed there despite the horrible means..."
Assassin:"So now we go with a more classic approach!"
After some time they finished discussing new plan and silence falls on forgotten factory, and clock strikes ever closer to the hour of the beast.
SCENE END
In a room in a shape of half sphere deep under ground, a familiar scene is playing out.
Two men clad in muscle and sweat are surpassing limits of humanity every moment when they strike each others flesh with their fists. However... one seems to have an edge now.
Fiore:"Enough, you won this round. Ph dammit 6 losses and 4 wins, I thought I could at least even the score." he says with a smile. Fiore usually has quite an ego, but he recognises his opponent as trough colleague in martial arts so even losses aren't that painful,
Stefan:"Huh ,sorry. Considering my goals I have to progress quickly hehe."
Fiore:"Goals?"
Stefan:"A stri-" he says before a cutoff
Francesca:"A strike that surpasses God. So he bonded enough with you to share that huh."
Fiore:"What do you mean?"
Francesca:"A strike that surpasses God, sounds like something a loony or a guy that watched too many Kung Fu movies would seek so it's embaressing for him to say it, granted he falls into latter category."
Stefan:"Francesca please..." he says croutched up next facing the wall. Sadly this room has no corners for him to hide in.
Fiore:"Don't worry friend, I find shooting even beyond stars seriously admirable no matter how insane. In fact , I Fiore Dei Liberi now say I dream of creating technique you would use to surpass God." he says trying to cheer up friend he holds nothing but respect for.
Stefan:"Thank you Fiore. Let's go and get me patched up by Nightingale."
Nightingale:"You aren't moving anywhere! I've been waiting already wondering when you'd stop only for you to go beyond all limits of over training and continue." she says in voice that would probably fit more to a demon then an angel.
Nightingale:"Now lay on the bench next to you. I will perform first aid and massage on the spot." she says now in a far more gentle voice
Stefan:"Thanks head nurse." As he says that he removes magically enhanced weights him and Fiore were using from his legs and wrist, and lays on the bench.
Nightingale:"Due to your slightly faster healing I'll only need to apply first aid, and massage should help ease your pains a bit."
Fiore:"So our injured beauty is gonna be fine, great news." he says smirking.
Stefan:"You keep calling me that just because I don't want bush on my face, besides your master is clean shaven too."
Francesca:"Mentioning that where is Hanes?"
Fiore:"Master is meditating in his room."
Stefan:"Meditating? So he's bored. We have to check up on him and make him company."
Nightingale:"You will only be checking your bedroom!" she says twisting his arm in unattural ways.
Indeed had Stefan not been as flexible as he is his shoulder would have been dislocated, but that's probably why she pushed his arm so far in first place.
Stefan:"P-please head nurse I understand you like it rough but not here!" he winces in pain
POW a strike to the wounded back
Stefan:"OUCH!" more cries of pain
Nightingale:"It seems like you also have mental issues with delusions. This and "Strike that surpasses God"seem to make it certain."
Even tho he took a beating Stefan is happy cause he got to see head nurses face as red as her clothes.
SCENE END
A bit later as wounded beast waits for his wounds to heal in his room, he gets a call from his boss.
Francesca:"Werewolf, outskirts of city. Seems to have killed a dog."
Stefan:"On it, should I bring Nightingale?"
Francesca:"Of course, she is your servant."
Stefan:"Nightingale ready?"
Nightingale:"Naturally." and so they had out of their base they run into Hanes and Fiore.
Hanes:"We heard about what is going on, good luck on job."
Stefan:"Thanks, tho I don't need it."
Hanes:"But enemy is a werewolf, quite powerful enemy."
Stefan:"I might be martial artist but you could also say i'm a hunter, it's family tradition so to say.
And for a hunter weight classes don't matter. I will take it down because I am a hunter, and it's my prey." and so they depart.
SCENE END