If anything, I don't own f/sn or harry potter
Shirou Emiya is unique. In the eyes of many people, they could tell he is unique. His acts of selfless helping or saving without rewards was unique. Sure many does the same but never to a fanatic sense. Many fear that people would taken his kindness for granted. But that was just that..
So much so, that people who did take the kindness of Shirou Emiya for granted felt guilty. Why did he help them? Why even hurt him when he never hurt others without reasons at all? That guilt haunts some of them to the point that they reward him with many things.
Even to the point of forcing him to take the gifts
And that was in Fuyuki.
At the Clocktower in London had a different story. To the eye of the Lords and other magi, he was just another lineage less magus. Sure he is as well an incarnation but the point still stand. One of few rare magus that existed as an overspecialize. He was a walking, breathing, living sword. A subject that many of fee want to 'study' but they never had a chance to do so, seeing that he was a student.
It wasn't until they heard that he have a Reality Marble. One of the rarest mysteries of the world that the people who own them can only be counted with one hand.
Not only that, he discover a new branch of magecraft from projection. With that as a cherry on top, they must know how in the he had them, so much so they willing to filed a Sealing Designation upon him. But that failed, drastically! Not only the signing were disapprove by the Management Department but he is now under the protection of the Wizard Marshall.
None of the Lord families, allies or even other magi want to face the vampire himself. And to made matter even more difficult, Rin Tohsaka, the subject friend and suppose lover, had been taken as the Wizard Marshall student with another.
Now the idea of attacking the subject of their intentions lover have been tossed out if the window.
But they did find some loopholes in that protection. Like if he died in one if the tasked or mission he takes. All they have to do are assigned him in many tasked that would be proved as dangerous and they could collect and studied his body.
But many also forget that Shirou was a sword. A weapon. If he was going to be used, then he better get the job done.They need to get him dead! Many plans were made and they believed, they created a perfect one.
A Dead Apostle Ancestor would definitely kill him. All they need is set them in motion. But what they didn't know were for the fact that they were to late.
"May I asked, why am I here, Mr. Zeltrech? Shouldn't you have a lesson to teach to Rin?", asked Shirou.
As of this moment, Shirou and Rin were in the Dead Apostle's office as they were having tea. It was rare to said the least for Shirou to come and visit the say Dead Apostle. They only other time he did, was when he asked Shirou a favor to hunt someone down. If his luck were to go on anything, something when wrong from that hunt and land him here.
It wasn't his fault when the said lunatic when and become a Dead Apostle too!
He turn to face Rin with her doing the same, only to see the same untold confusion on her face says anything about their current predicament.
"Why yes, there is a reason. And it was also because Miss Tohsaka here as well." said Zeltrech while Rin glared at him.
It wasn't abnormal to know that the man himself was a troll for most of the time. It wasn't normal was to see him being serious for something. The only time he did were someone of interest tickle his fancy, a specific knowledge or magecraft in large or planning his next move. Be it a prank or battle.
"You see, while she is under my guidance with miss Edelfelt," Rin sat her cup violently causing Shirou to calm her, "... I heard several of the magi in the facilities are planning a certain sword that walked around without care in the world and helping and taking tasked as if it would help them futher to their goal, only to be targeted as the next item for their research.
I'm not lying Mr.Emiya. Not only you are a target to many people, but as a practitioner of the Craft myself, all I see in your attempt in them are... terrible to put it lightly." He wasn't wrong. No matter what, he still is terrible in magecraft apart from the physical magecraft and maybe runes, formalcraft and item creations. Rin knew this too and tried to help him- the word here is try.
" And because of that I see it fit that you will gain proper education. But not by me, ms. Tohsaka or even ms. Edelfelt. But in another world.". Silence in sue the room before the two yelled in shock.
"" Wait?! What?!"" shout both Shirou and Rin. They were shocked to heard that he would transported him, Shirou, to studied magecraft in another world. Like what?!
"Hold on here sir, I know that you are eccentric at best but why transport Emiya to another world?! I mean sure he is terrible at it. But we could make or even search for some time for-"
"That is exactly why I must send him to another world. Time. We don't have that much pleasure seeing as many of the magi here see him as a research material, he as well gain multiple enemies. Both in the Clocktower and the mundane. Do you actually believed all of your export outside the building wasn't known. Sooner or later someone you care will be hurt."
Shirou only flinched at the statement. How could he? The man was telling the truth. It was only a matter of time that he would be hunted by a bounty and kill or be send to die. This, is the only way.
"I'll take it."
"What..?", Rin turn to look at her partner only to see his determine face. She couldn't believed it but there it was.
"Are you sure Mr. Emiya? You may never know what world I shall transport you to."
"If it will keep the people I love and care safe than... yes."
Rin still looking at him as if he made a terrible mistake to the question in one of their lectures. Than again, he wasn't proper magus like the rest. Magic user would best to describe him.
"Emi- No, Shirou. If you do this, I can't no longer be eating your food.", state Rin.
Shirou wanted to reply that she knows how to cook herself but Rin continue without him saying anything. "Who would caress my head when Edelfelt bully me-", nope that was their rivalry in action, "- who would care for me when one of my research failed? Wake me up for breakfast or even love me at night? Or comfort me if something went wrong? Or care for me if I get to exhausted or..."
That... was true. After living with her for three years, Shirou couldn't help but see in some times a lonely girl who missed her parents, sister and the happiness she lost. A painful truth but if something were to happen to her, Sakura or even Taiga, he couldn't forgive himself.
Yes Rin is strong, but what those that say with a dozen or so Enforcers take her down. Or hitman taking the others hostage. He couldn't let that happen.
So he smiled. It was a fake smiled. He was knew it was fake just as much as his sword. But everything or anything genuine about it was still there but deep beneath. Hidden because of the pain he knew.
As Zeltrech open a portal, Shirou hug the black hair girl and gave a quick kiss on the cheek. Zeltrech amuse but hold his laughter.
"I'll be fine Rin. And you will be fine too. And hey! Maybe I'll bring something back from that world. Something to help you against Luvia." said Shirou with the smile.
Rin eyes had tears but she rubbed them off and tossed her own marks, "My, my, Shirou. You do know how to treat a lady." She joked. Shirou knew very well that it was joked but she continues, "Very well, I'll wait here, so bring me something good, sword for brain.". The laugh and Shirou went towards Zeltrech before the door of the office open and shown Luvia.
"Damn you Tohsaka! Like I will let win! Shero! Please bring a souvenir too!" she said while Rin charge up Gandr.
"Stay out if this Edelfelt! You have business here!"
"Oh really? Then come you-"
But the scream was stop as he and Zeltrech walked to the next world.
Zeltrech thought of himself that he had, at this point in his life, he gain used to his own True Magic. Just as its name sake, the Kaleidoscope is just like the toy kaleidoscope.
Colors and shape of every kind exist, ever changing and ever turning, for infinite time. But just as he got used to it, for beginners like his students and his droopy, it a whole new experience. The colors, shape. Everything was new to them. He can't blame them, he too was like them.
He need to make it quick, or else his office is done for.
What Shirou expect the new world is like, it wasn't what he expected. Before the end a bright light happen and that cause him to regress back to that of a ten year old. Close to eleven if he has to guess. The Dead Apostle beside him however had nothing change about him.
He wanted to scowl at the man only to Shaked the thought away from his mind. He look back at him and spoke,
"I know we're in another world but, why am I child? And why are we in an alley no least?"
"Do you really believed that you were the only one to who was going to a magic school? No. There many more in different age are attending as well. But of course, there are no such thing as transfer student in this magic school.
So the only way we could do it is by sending you there young. The start in September and first years are normally eleven of age, so you will fit right in. And to why and alley well, bonus point for a runaway orphan boy is a good thing for your situation you know." said Zeltrech.
Shirou only nodded his head but gave the Wizard Marshall a deadpan look. Him and his nonsense, he guess. Now, he look towards the way out of the alley, Zeltrech open a new portal for himself and before he leaves, he told Shirou this,
"Oh right, before I leave, there is one thing you need to be careful with."
"hmm... And what is it?"
"Do not go search for trouble in this world please. That and you may or may not see a version of people you might know. If you did interact with them, just act like you never knew them."
And with that and he left. It didn't take long before Shirou realized that he didn't had any cash nor items on his body apart from the clothes he's wearing which became too big for him.
'You could at least gave me some money buy something!'
It's a quiet day in the Leakey Cauldron. So much so that it could be mistaken by some other run down inn, if the pub/inn wasn't a success itself. Tom, the owner of the establishment was behind the counter cleaning some dirty old mug while tending to one of the wizarding herbologist, who rant about how the muggles destroying the world as well as the soil that all the plants grew from.
It doesn't help him as well seeing that he have to handle him later on in the day and his body would, well break.
It wasn't long after the door to his pub open and kid walk in. A red hair kid, no older than maybe ten turning eleven years old. What he wore was it seems to be an old baggy shirt and pants that is too long for his body. Not only that his body seems filthy. The boy look around and saw Tom. He then proceed to walked towards the counter and asked,
"Excuse me sir? Do you think I can have job here, please?" asked the boy.
Tom look at the boy as he stared in disbelief. While he heard English, it does carried a strange accent. Maybe foreigner? He then look at the himself. He look a little small for a boy his age and his eyes were unique as well. But he have to confirm something first...
"Kid, don't your parents know where you are? You shouldn't run around and worried them." Tom asked. It was a simple question and hoping a yes but what was a small shook of his head and said,
"No. Their gone. Died in a fire. Can I have a job or perhaps tell someone that I'm willing to work, I can do anything."
Now, orphans weren't rare or strange. It's just, that they never normally come here all of their own. Be it orphan from wizarding families that died out or muggles-borns, they usually accompanied by a teacher from Hogwarts to help them buy or settled in the magic community.
The boy in front of him found his pub, which had a charm that made people see this place as an abaddon building as well a way-wart charm as well. For unwanted muggles that is. So he must be magic at least.
"Well, I can give a temporary work here if you like but I have to contact Professor Dumbledore so can have a temporary guardian and can enter Hogwarts."
"Professor Dumbledore? Who is that and what is Hogwarts?" asked the boy.
He wanted to say something towards the red hair boy but he then remember what the boy not to long ago. He is an orphan. He have to remind himself that.
"He is the headmaster of the school for magic called Hogwarts. Now, you said you wanted to work right? It may not be much but do need help in the kitchen, even if it's bad not like many would complaint. Is that position okay with you?"
The vigorously nodded his head and continue by saying thank you so many time. With that the inn/pub keeper and sword have created a small bond. It wasn't much but it is enough to say that he will appreciate it.
Here is new and remake work of The sword in Hogwarts. If see similarities of some kind another story like sword and sorceries or maybe sword and the stone, it is most inspiration.
You could say I'm a "Faker". Hahaha...
Yeah but check the two stories I told up there. One is funny and the other is whole testament of weird. Anyway see yeah.
Sailor Root away
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