It is a silent night, and in it 2 silhouettes running somewhere.
Why are they running?
Have they just escaped from somewhere?
Is it so they don't get heard?

Nightingale:"Master I still can't believe you don't have a car."

Stefan:"Oh God please leave me alone, not like us running there is much slower." he says holding back his wish to punch his own servant.

Nightingale:"I guess it is as you say. Are we close master?"

Stefan:"Yep we are there, according to gps at least."

Nightingale:"You don't even know adresses of city you live in... Ah are you sure you don't have any memory issues master?!"

Stefan:"Pshhhh silent now. This is the right place I can smell blood."

Nightingale:"There are inju-"

Stefan:"No sheep blood, probably dead as well, in case you were thinknig about acting as a veterinary.
If they ate sheep they are probably, more classic , big muscular wolf man type, rather then like british fairies. I need to get to sheep to find their tracks so let's go."

And they quietly go and sneak around the house of luckily still sleeping and living owners.

Nightingale:"I must say you are impressive master. You could tell difference between sheep and human blood and even deduce the type of enemy based on it."

Stefan:"Like I said back at base , being a hunter Is basically family tradition, still i'm martial artist at heart." he says as they arrive at the scene of massacre.
10 sheep , 10 dead. All ripped apart like they exploded painting whole surroundings with red blood,and stomach and it's contents, creating a terrible smell.

Stefan:"Well this is nostalgic." he says while he covers his nose "Dad once accidentally punctured intestines of a sheep while preparing it and it smelled the same." he comments unfazed by picture in front of him. Even if victims aren't human isn't he a bit disgusted?

Stefan:"Two sets of tracks god dammit . Looks like we will be splitting off. Give me a second."

He says before rammaging around his vest only to pull out , a test tube?

Stefan:"Magical creature made by Francesca and yours truly."

He says as he showcase what looks like a bit bigger firefly"

I will open it next to one set of tracks and it will follow to where they lead by smell left on them. You follow it and i'll go follow other tracks. A werewolf that would eat sheep shouldn't be an issue for you."

Nightingale:"Understood master, but are you sure you will be fine."

Stefan:"While I appreciate your worries remember that i'd usually be taking on both werewolfs. Your presence here is just making my job a bit easier that is all."

And so they split off.
A woman in red uniform and a man in red vest.

Both searching for a mythical beast that seems to truly exist.

SCENE END

As this is happening it's been 5 minutes since Nightingale and Stefan left back at Francesca's home and what Stefan calls base, a terrible clock is close to reaching it's final.

All are fast asleep. Francesca who is being watched over by her servant Lancer , and Hanes who is being watched over by his servant Saber. All the maids are asleep , and guards are just expecting just another uneventful nig-

KABOOM

An explosion out of blue. In moments notice night was lit up and thunder was heard. Not because of lightning but an explosion that set a side of Francesca's home on fire and opened a hole in it.

Francesca:"What the hell?!" she says with expression that would scare devil himself on her face. Even In her pajamas she shines with aura of great leader.

Lancer:"It seems like explosion happened in west wing. Luckily no one should be there. What is your plan master?" says her servant, a tall Japanese man with tons of weapons on his back.

Francesca:"You go to the west wing and stop any possible intruders. I'll go and get everyone in base bellow. We should be safe there. Oh right."

she quickly picks up the phone next to her bed that's connected to speakers all over the mansion

Francesca:"Everyone quickly relocate to underground, I'll come with you! Hanes you are free to do as you wish, my servant will go to the wast wing where explosion happened so I'd suggest searching the east! " she says with not a hint of hesitation. As master of what used to be underground organisation she's always ready for the worst-

Fiore:"You heard the lady master, Shall we go to the east wing? " he asks already knowing his Masters answer.

Hanes:"It definetly seems like best plan of action. If nothing is there we'll go back to west wing to help." he says in his usual deadpan voice. Even thunderous explosion in middle of his sleep can not shake up ever stoic Hanes.

Fiore:"All right then." says Fiore with his usual smile on his face.

SCENE END

Going back to a bit more than 10 minutes in future now Stefan is hunting the beast by himself.
By using both his incredible smell and paying attention to any footprints or other tracks beast left behind he is able to perfectly track his prey without slowing his run. This is what it means to be an expert hunter, and one of worlds last living heroes.

And then in a clearing in in this overgrown forest he finds.

Stefan:"Well hello there puppy." he says looking at giant furry beast.
It's three meters tall but it's wingspan seems closer to four due to it's long arms.
It probably has somewhere between half a ton to a ton in weight, most of which seems to be pure muscle. It's chest and abs are almost completely lacking in fur, revealing definition that could only be achieved with extremely low body fat percentage. If it was allowed in bodybuilding competition it would no doubt win 1st place even with all the hair it has.

This hunched over monster turns around , it's face still bloody from sheep it massacred.
It looks at beast that chased it down.
It knows this is not a sheep to toy with and rip apart, but a fellow monster.

Stefan:"You left quite a scene back there, tho I have to thank you for only harming sheep."

He says as he prepares his stance. It's probably closest to a boxers orthodox stance, except for his lead leg being more forward, and him being more hunched over. Also his fists are half open so he's ready both to throw punches and grapple.

Werewolf also prepares itself.
It lowers it's head basically to the ground and puts it's arm to it's sides while it's legs aren't exactly next to each other. "It's sprinting start" Stefan thinks to himself. He now knows beast will charge him the moment he moves... and so... he does, he moves ever so slightly forward.

Beast breaks out into run on all 4 legs with it's mouth open ready to bite, but Stefan now is standing still waiting. Beast is getting closer. It's teeth looking like rows of razors that would rip apart anything it they touch. But he waits. Beast is now 3 meters away, in 1/20 of a second it will reach him. But he waits. 2 meters. But he waits. 1 meter. But he waits. Half a meter away beast starts closing it's mouth and then. POW Sounding like a shotgun going off he trows a kick upwards to the beasts jaw right as it was above. It flies back to it's original position, but Stefan now gives chase. In a blink of an eye as beast is regenerating it's broken jaw he once closes in. A sidekick with back leg to stomach this time.
But he didn't go out undamaged. His right shoulder is cut. Had he not raised it during the kick to protect his neck that would have been his artery and this would have been done.

Once again beast prepares with it's sprinting start, but this time, Stefan imitates the beast.
Both beasts lower into sprinting start and both growl at each other. Time now stops or at least it seems like that in the forest. There is no wind to move leaves, there are no birds or insects to b heard. Not even some small animal trying to run away trough grass. It is all silent, because all nature around knows to fear two beasts facing off each other now.

Both beasts load up their muscles and prepare them to explode.

And as thunderous as was explosion at Francesca's home, so is their explosion.

SCENE END

Nightingale:"I hope this master's creature leads me to werewolf quickly. I must stop any new victims from happening and cure the monster of it's illness" she thinks to herself. Obviously to her even a potentially men eating monster is just another patient. So she runs in hope of finding the poor monster and curing it. In one way or another.

And so she finds it. Similar scene to her master's she finds it hunched over in a clearing, but unlike her master she doesn't have to make her presence known. She isn't silent enough for that to be necessary.
The beast turns around this one 4 meters tall with a 5 meter wingspan. It however isn't nowhere near as muscular as it's partner. It howls "Owooooooooo", and charges.

Nightingale:"I see. Then let the treatment begin" she says as she tightens her glove.

She stops the creatures charge by hitting it in a head with a grenade that's about to explode.
And so it does. Creature is blown back but nurse doesn't stop her treatment.
Now she is the one charging punching the creature trough a tree it was trying to help itself with to stand up.

Nightingale:"How terrible. You seem to have lost your mind and only treatment is to beat you down. You poor thing" she says with a voice full of sympathy.

Had she not been in middle of battle or treatment as she calls it, and had she not been a berserker she would probably spill a tear for it.

It realizes it can't take this small woman lightly so it instantly charges again.

Nightingale counters by throwing catching creature by it's head and throwing it into trees... but...
This time creature caught her by her neck and isn't letting go.
After a moment of instability it regains it's senses and stands up. Holding Nightingale in air by her neck.

SCENE END

Back at Francesca's home in west wing Lancer looks around for any intruders when he hears

"Ahhhhhhh" , "Ghhhhhh", "Nhhhhhhhhh"

Coming towards a hole in wall is an army of the dead.
Hundreds or maybe even thousands of corpses in various stages of rotting appear.
Some look nearly alive,some are bloated with darkened skin and some look like you'd expect zombie to look.

Lancer:"How monstrous .Who would do something like this?"

As Lancer readies himself to take out army of the dead, a gunshot is heard. Not aimed at him and by location it's behind undead army, but he has a feeling this isn't from someone trying to help him out.
All of sudden a scene from horror movie. The corpses stop groaning and instead bloody gurgled screams can be heard. At the same time they all rush towards the home.

Lancer:"Huh is that what your plan is. I'll have you know defending places from huge amounts of enemies is what i'm known for!" And so he uses his skill "Imposing stance B".
It makes all corpses rush at him instead, but he has no intention to just sacrifice himself.

Utilizing his numerous weapons he cuts head of some corpses.
Others get cut in half. Indeed it's like watching a living morning star with all those weapons on him.
It's a storm of cuts all of expert precision.
Cut with halberd, stab with spear, decapitate with sword, and so on and so on.
Army barely even can get to this invincible warrior …. but... army seems to never stop.
The ones that get destroyed no matter how damaged quickly get up.
So he understood now. This army might be weak. He might be able to easily cut them down, but they are infinite. Meanwhile, bit by bit, minuscule scratch by minuscule scratch,he is getting harmed.
He can't stop and search for controller of this army or he is risking some undead going into house and harming someone.

As it is right now he seems to be playing a game of attrition he can only lose.

SCENE END

In the east wing where Fiore and Hanes went.

"AHAHA" laughs a voice in dark. "So I see distraction didn't work!" says now giant figure coming out of it. It's a tall man with black long hair and black and very long mustache. His clothing is old fashioned and brown and green and he wears a mace and a sword.
He also wears some pieces of armor and animal pelt on his back.

Rider:"I am Rider! And i'm guessing the servant over there is Saber by his sword and you his master."

Fiore:"How nice of you to introduce yourself. I wouldn't expect this type of strategy from someone like that."

Rider:"Oh I didn't like it either but my partners insisted. Either way now this luckily means we get to fight. Isn't that wonderful? Let's have a heroic duel worthy of being sung about for generations to come!" he says happily like he just heard he'll be getting a grandchild.

Fiore:"I don't think our fight will be sung about because it's part of this secret grail war but i'll make sure it's worthy of it!" he says as he readies his sword, seeing which Rider does the same.

Hanes:"Are you sure you can take him on Saber?"

Fiore:"How should I know i'll tell you after we clash."

And so they clash.
Rider used his saber instead of his mace out of respect for his enemy.
Rider threw a downward slash to Fiore's shoulder. Fiore however was due to being much faster and eye of the mind skill was able to avoid the attack with no issues... however.
Riders saber that slashed the ground, left what could only be called a crater. A big hole in ground large enough for a small woman to lie in. Even if Fiore had advantage in speed and technique it was obvious Rider was far stronger. One mistake on his part would spell defeat, on the other hand , a slash Fiore threw at Riders side barely harmed him.

So it began a dance. Fiore constantly dodging Rider's incredibly destructive blows while making smallest of cuts. A fight of David and Goliath except Goliath was even worse here then in original tale.

Fiore kept pulling out all stops, but he barely harmed Rider, until one of Riders strikes didn't miss.

It didn't miss but didn't hit either , Fiore blocked it , if that can be called blocking .Fiore got blown back and crashed into wall. His right arm he mainly held his sword with when blocking broken, there is no more hope for him. He only barely fought off Rider while in top condition , but now? Now he can only get himself killed. That is also what rider says to him. But that isn't what he thinks.

Fiore in his head:"What bullshit to be beaten by some brute who barely knows how to swing. I should be able to beat him with my eyes closed let alone one hand."

Fiore:"WHAT? Do you think this is a disadvantage, all I need to do is beat you and you think I can't do that like this?! DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME I AM FIORE DEI LIBERI MY TECHNIQUES WOULD BEAT YOU WITH MY EYES CLOSED!" he says while standing straight as if not wounded at all.
Truly a display worth of being sung in poems

Rider:"Is that so. Then I will give you death worthy of hero like you."

All of sudden a horse, Rider's mount appear.

Rider:"I am known as Prince Marko and this is my horse Šarac. And I will present to you my noble phantasm.
Oh Šaro my right wing
Catch me Vila Raviola
I will give you horseshoes of pure silver

Pure silver and beautiful gold

I'll cover you with silk to your knees

I'll mix your hair with gold

And cover with pearls

If you don't catch Vila

I'll gouge out both of your eyes

Break all four of your legs
And leave you here like that

OH ŠARO CATCH VILA RAVIOLA

As he finishes his chant he begins a charge, a charge at divine speeds that could catch a lighting.
There is no way for Fiore to counter this but he still doesn't back down. He goes into stance that makes it obvious he is planning to make a horizontal slash from right to left.

Fiore:"I might not have a horse to show you, or Offensive Noble Phantasm to match you with BUT I FIORE DEI LIBERI WILL NOT FALL"