They dashed to the church, Kyusoku pretty much on autopilot. He didn't even try to keep up with Danzou, and he knew that was a very dangerous play to make, seeing as no servant or master would hesitate to take quick advantage of that, but he knew that. He knew exactly what Danzou was doing, and exactly what he was doing as well.
Memory Partition wasn't as hard to do as Thought Acceleration, but one wrong move and he'd be suffering an aneurysm.
The building was in sight, and he slowed down. The Church was neutral ground, right? His guard was up, it always was, but he could take a little breather.
He saw the white gem thrown into the air before he saw the warped air coming for his face. He dodged, turning off Memory Partition as he did so. He wasn't too experienced, so he couldn't keep it up while fighting fast. He pulled out a combat knife and reinforced it.
Danzou threw a kunai at the the gem and dashed toward the Servant behind him.
'We don't want a long winded confrontation right now. We haven't even registered as master and servant, and they outnumber us by at least 1, likely 2 if the archer has his sights on us.' Kyusoku said to her telepathically.
'Then what do we do, Master?' She asked in response.
Danzou caught an arrow coming for one of his eyes with an extended arm, and he knocked the other servant's slash off course with a bullet from his pistol, holding off the black-haired magus girl with his knife.
He kicked her away, and he saw something fly out her hand. He realized what it was too late.
A white light blinded him (ironic) and he jumped into the air to dodge her counterattack, before setting his sights on the redhead.
'We force them into an uncomfortable spot.'
He activated Memory Partition, and shot toward him, knife primed for his neck.
She's coming at me from behind, he's readied a reinforced wooded bokken. She's prepped some gems in her hands, he's getting into stance to swing vertically. She's thrown them, he's swinging.
"Got ya!"
He dodges the swing, grabs his wrist and pulls him forward, into the exploding gems. He feints stabbing him in the back with the knife before throwing him over his shoulder, and then throws the knife at her. She dodges, but when she got close enough to hit him with her hands, she felt the barrel of a gun on the tip of her nose.
"Tell your servants to stand down, I have a proposal."
He put his gun away and his hands were at his sides, and he took a breath to compose himself.
"I want a non-aggression pact." Rin's eyes widened. That was the last thing she expected to hear.
The violent master of Assassin, skilled and dangerous, both in combat and as a tactician, seeing as this seemed to be planned. He looked at her quietly, waiting for her response.
"What's in it for me?"
"Uh, this doesn't happen again. Also, having not to watch your back everywhere you are so that your head isn't blown out or separated from the rest of your body is kinda beneficial."
An uncomfortable silence stretched for a little.
"I'm also a decent hitman, if that helps." he added.
"Hm."
She thought about the benefits and disadvantages.
The fact that she was helping Shirou was a miracle to begin with, and the man had proven himself incredibly strong. He was better than her at reinforcement, and he had those eyes. He could betray her at any moment, and if she wasn't prepared, he'd beat her. Other masters would start to team up as well if they did.
But he was also not in a good spot. He had made an enemy out of them, and if she didn't take this, there was nothing he could do. He'd beat her, yes, but Archer would very easily dispatch him given she could stall long enough. He also had those snake eyes, and they stopped a Gandr in midair. He was going toe-to-toe with Saber. He was intelligent, and he quite literally was at her mercy. No one would win if they fought. If he was a decent hitman like he said he was, they had 2 assassins. He hadn't killed Shirou, and hell, this whole mess started over a misunderstanding.
"You have a dea-"
They both dodged the sharp slab of stone, the hitman carrying Shirou. The man- no, the monster looking like a sculpture, slapped Kyusoku in the back with the flat of his weapon. Assassin caught the man and Shirou, as her and Saber readied themselves to fight the thing. A white haired girl was standing next to the servant.
"Hello. My name is Illyasviel von Einzbern, but you can call me Illya. Could you hand over my onii-san? I need him for something."
"What, to rip him limb by limb?" the blonde questioned jokingly.
"Yes."
His face fell.
And then the servant blasted toward them.
Yo, me again. Sorry for dying, life happened. I'll try and get stuff out more often.
Bye :)