"Well, we just lost our Berserker, so it's only fair to return the favor, right?"
In the middle of a forest, four warriors were locked in combat. The Rider of Red, with his overwhelming speed and strength stood proudly in front of the Saber and Berserker of Black, the two being repelled by the Rider's strength and the arrows of the Archer of Red. It seemed that it would be Team Red's overwhelming victory, even as the Berserker of Black powered up her mace, the weapon causing sparks of lightning to fire off in every direction. The Rider of Red only offered a cocky grin as he got into position to intercept her, and the Saber of Black prepared to walk through the arrow pinning him to the tree, but before anything else could happen, a voice echoed from high above them.
"OH GOD NOT AGAIN!" Pausing, the four Servants looked up to see what looked like a black haired boy in a white uniform falling from the sky. They could hear him cursing like a sailor, even as he crashed into the trees, hitting every branch on the way down. Thankfully, those tree branches managed to break the boy's fall, and the boy only felt embarrassment and slight pain as he laid on the ground face first.
The four Servants looked on in silent shock before the Rider of Red spoke up.
"Oy, you okay there?"
"No...," The falling boy known as Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered. The Master of Chaldea let out a groan as he sat up, rubbing the dirt out of his face. "Where the hell am I now?" He muttered as he looked around, before noticing the three visible Servants. "Oh, thank God, Achilles, Siegfried, Fran... actually wait, are you all Chaldean, or are you rogue Servants?"
Achilles felt himself tense up as the strange boy from the sky had called not only him, but everyone visible by name. Well, he couldn't be sure that he didn't just make up the others' names, but seeing as the boy got his right on the money... His hand tightened on his weapon as an order came in from that damn priest. The boy was to be eliminated. Achilles only sighed at these orders. The kid didn't look special at all, in fact, he looked so plain he'd probably just vanish into a crowd the second you took your eyes off of him, so the odds of a good fight was almost next to none.
It wasn't his problem though.
From the trees, an arrow flew straight and true, nailing the strange boy and sending him flying, his body crashing into a nearby tree, the arrow keeping him suspended in the air. Ritsuka let out a scream of pain, before gritting his teeth. Achilles watched the boy dangle from the tree, expecting him to die, before realizing that the arrow was not lodged into his heart like Achilles had expected, but instead right into his shoulder. It wasn't like Atalante to draw out someone's suffering like this, and there's no way she could have missed. Was that white uniform a Mystic Code?
It didn't matter though, as two more arrows were fired, these aimed at his very vulnerable skull. However, they didn't reach him, as arrows from beyond the horizon shot them down, breaking them mid-flight, to the shock of both Atalante and Achilles.
"So he's on the Black Team then?" Achilles muttered before he saw Ritsuka grabbing the arrow, tugging at it in an attempt to get away, but the arrow was lodged into the tree too far for the human to realistically pull it out. Realizing he would have to get his hands dirty, Achilles rushed forward, aiming to stab the boy in the gut with his weapon. Ritsuka in response quickly pulled his legs up, kicking off the tree so his lower half would be out of the way of the strike. Achilles' weapon buried itself into the tree, and Ritsuka's legs landed on the Greek Hero's shoulders, quickly wrapping around them as Achilles tried to pull away, the force of the motion dislodging Ritsuka from the tree.
The boy gave himself only a second to scream before letting go of Achilles' shoulder, landing on the ground and rolling into the forest. Achilles himself took a second to smirk at the boy's ingenuity and pain tolerance before he moved to attack him again. Ritsuka in turn used his good arm and threw dirt into Achilles' eyes with a shout of
"Pocket Sand!" the boy then scrambled onto his feet, using the few seconds he had to get into the dark forest, out of Atalante's sight. Achilles rubbed the dirt out of his eyes as he walked into the forest. Such an ordinary looking person fighting so hard to live, and the order to take the boy out wasn't enforced by a Command Seal... so what was the harm? He made up his mind, he was going to give this kid a fighting chance.
"Oy, kid!" He called out. "You've been fighting hard enough to live, so here's the deal! I won't chase you any further than the other side of this forest! So if you wanna live, just keep running!" What Achilles didn't except was the boy to yell back at him.
"Sorry, Achilles, but just running away isn't feasible and we both know it. If I wanna live, I gotta take you head on!" Unknown to Achilles, the boy had stopped, drawing a summoning circle in the dirt as he shouted back. Reaching into his pocket, Ritsuka pulled out three Saint Quartz, let out a yell and slammed it into the circle, a bright light engulfing the area.
From the hastily made summoning circle came a clap of thunder, and out from the circle walked Sakata Kintoki, lightning crackling around his body. However, this time, he was not wearing his signature sunglasses nor his vaguely Yakuza styled clothes. No, now he wore a cloth strap over his right arm, with a headband holding back his spiky and wild blonde hair, and baggy pants adorned his legs.
"Yo, Boss!" Kintoki gave Ritsuka a salute. "How are you-," He paused, looking down at Ritsuka's injured shoulder. Getting on a knee, the warrior looked at it, his face growing darker. "What's going on Boss?" Ritsuka barely had time to answer, managing to point at Achilles' direction as the Greek soldier ran up to the two.
"We're in some weird Holy Grail War, and Ach-,"
"Oh, you summoned someone...?" Achilles asked, interrupting Ritsuka. Something wasn't right here. Wasn't every Servant already summoned? Kintoki stood up, his grip tightening on his axe as he stared down Achilles.
"Did you do this to my Master?" Kintoki asked, his fury causing Achilles to grin.
"And what if I did?" Achilles taunted. Kintoki didn't answer, instead rushing forward at full speed.
Achilles saw Kintoki's mad assault and ran forward to meet him, thrusting his spear at the Heian Hero. Kintoki moved slightly to the side, catching the spear's shaft with one hand before throwing his fist out at Achilles' face. Achilles made no attempts to dodge it, confident that Andreios Amarantos would protect him from all harm this strange man could dish out.
He was wrong.
Kintoki's fist met Achilles's face, and the Greek Hero felt as if lightning cracked across his face, the hero almost losing his grip on his weapon as he was lifted off the ground. Kintoki then pulled the spear towards him, bringing Achilles back to him, and their heads met in a vicious headbutt. With a yell, Kintoki reared back his head to do another headbutt, but Achilles recovered in time to send a meaty punch right into Kintoki's stomach, who was forced to let go of the spear as he skidded back away from Achilles.
The Greek Hero let out a laugh. "Well, well, it seems you're going to be a lot of fun after all! Your Master knows my name, so it's only fair I know yours as well, right?" Kintoki looked to Ritsuka, who nodded.
"Sakata Kintoki," The Heian Hero provided as his grip tightened on his weapon. "Let's make this a golden fight," He rushed forward again, but this time, Achilles was ready, dashing back to avoid the swing from Kintoki's attack and counterattacking with a stab from his spear, which left a gash on Kintoki's side. With a roar of pain, Kintoki swung his axe again, but once more, Achilles carefully slipped to the side, jabbing his spear once more. Kintoki grabbed the spear before it could hit him, the Berserker roaring as he ripped it out of Achilles' grip, kicking the Greek Hero away before he threw the spear high into the air, the weapon vanishing into the distance.
With a laugh, Achilles rushed forward, his knuckles scrapping across the ground as he threw a massive uppercut into Kintoki's chin, the Heian Hero losing his grip on his weapon, which Achilles snatched out of the air, spinning around like a miniature tornado before he launched it into the distance as well, leaving both heroes unarmed. Achilles went to punch Kintoki, but the Berserker's hand charged up with lightning as he threw out a horizontal chop, the force of which spun Achilles around so his back was facing his opponent. Kintoki then wrapped his arms around Achilles waist, and with a roar like thunder, German suplexed his opponent, the two crashing into the ground. Kintoki then quickly rolled to his feet, grabbing Achilles' ankles as he squuzed, lightning cracking as Achilles let out a cry of pain.
Kintoki then began to spin, going faster and faster until the winds began to pick up, surrounding the two like a tornado. Achilles, realizing what was about to happen, could only let out a laugh.
"Wonderful, Sakata Kintoki! You're capable of killing me! We're destined to fight!" Kintoki didn't answer as he instead kept spinning. "May the Gods of Olympus bless our contest with glory and honor!" With a yell, Kintoki launched Achilles into the sky. "We shall fight aaaaaaaaaaagain!" Achilles called out as he vanished into the distance.
Taking a deep breath of relief, Kintoki turned to see Ritsuka healing himself with his Mystic Code, the wound closing up. With a sigh, the two looked at each other and said only one phrase.
"It happened again,"