Hello everyone, it's me Hirem. Let begin to say what on our mind. It's Summer, so I'm free! But I'm ahead of myself. First I would like to appologize in advanced of my writing has grammar errors. I would love to have a beta reader but I don't know how. Second, someone called My OC a drug dealer and they're only half-right. Look at Genmu and what do you see? As much as I would love to explain my OCs I can only at the end. Also I appologize if of Nasu's character are lack. I try to make how I see and possible lampshade their faults and improve. Like I said at the begining, the magic system in Type moon is frustratingly complicated. I'm just putting my own. The plan is one Lineage emiya for 2-4 Bane king.

I own nothing of Fate/stay night, zero, or any of the Type-Moon verse this is all fanfiction.

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MacKenzie residence

Waver Velvet was walking back to his temporary home.

It had been six months since the Holy Grail War. Since he saw his mentor/friend Rider die at the hands of Archer. After he finished surviving the ordeal and cried for his Lord, he went back to the Mackenzie elders to live with them for a bit before he began his travels.

He had prepared everything for his travel expenses. Once he finishes his journey, he got back to the Clock Tower and become a teacher to expand his abilities.

Trying to keep his weak nerves from getting to him, he stood strong and enter his temporary home.

Hearing the door open his 'grandmother' Martha called out to him. "Oh, Waver! You're home. Glen is waiting for at your room. He's with someone from school along with a package."

School? Immediately after heard that Waver paled and rushed to his room and opened the door. "Grandpa! Are you all right!?"

"Oh Waver, you're back." Glen Mackenzie smiled at his 'grandson's' return. "I was having a delightful conversation with this nice young man. He said he was sent by the financial aid office."

"Office?" Waver questioned Glen before turning his head to look at the stranger sitting on his bed.

The individual looked to be a male in their early 30s. He had on a black pinstripe suit with a red dress shirt and a black tie with some symbol on it. Waver looked at his face with his natural observation.

The nicely dressed man had short unkept black hair and the healthy skin of a Japanese track runner. They were wearing wine tinted sunglasses to hide their eyes. On their hands, Waver saw they had two silver rings on the ring and index finger of both their hands and on there left wrist was a 1990 Coke Bezel rolex watch he had seen from a late night jewelery commercial.

Waver quickly processed all the clues he was presented and was 85.4% certain of the visitor's identity.

A nice suit.

Simple jewelery and a fancy watch.

The symbol on the tie.

And the fact that his room which was protected by one measly Bounded field had been infiltrated, yet he seemed relaxed.

"Tell me," Waver started nervously but with serious determination. "What does a member of the Thaumaturgical Elucidation Market want with me?"

On the outside he was calm and calculating, but he was using much of his will power not of sweat and run like hell.

Even as a student he never took the market seriously because of how other student and even the professors deride them for their weak Magic potential.

That was until he met them.

"Well, it seems surviving the Holy Grail War has improved your abilities." The stranger smiled warmly. This made Waver cringe, not because in was creepy, but by hope bizarrely relaxed he was feeling, and he couldn't even sense any magic flowing.

Seeing his destressed state the man sighed. "Relax Mr. Velvet I am not to here collect on your debt. Yet."

This eased Waver a bit, but he kept his guard while he sat on his desk chair and urged the guest to continue.

"Right, first there should be some introduction," The Market agent nodded approvingly before taking out a card. "My name is Tekkyuu Fujitora. Your personal designated handler for the Market. Its nice to see you again."

Waver had a cautious expression but inside was wondering what kind of idiot would be named "iron ball purple tiger"?

He said it with smile too!

Regardless, Waver took the card and poured his magical power into it for confirmation. The Market business cards are akin of a miniature geass scroll. Any business deals must be made with both parties magical sinatures before they can be conducted. Furthermore, it is impossible to steal a card and alter the information in inside, due to them serving as personal interview recording devices.

Hell, if Waver threw the card after destroying, he was certain it would reform inside its master's pocket. After recording every deed done.

He put the card down on the table after confirming its authenticity.

Wait, what did he say?

"I'm sorry, Mr…?"Waver asked politely.

"Fujitora will do, please." The Market agent answered.

"Right," Waver replied. "Did you say 'it's good to see you again'?"

"Yes," Fujitora answered taking off his sunglasses. "Afterall…"

Waver's eye widened with surprise at the man face.

Because he now saw what color those eyes were.

Purple.

"…I'm the one who showed you this place."

Flashback before summoning Rider


Waver had arrived in Japan to participate in the holy Grail War to wish for recognition.

However, he needed a place to stay and prepare for the battles ahead. He lacked the funding to buy a place to stay and he didn't have a home field advantage like the Three Great Families. So, he did the best thing.

Find an old couple and use hypnosis to mooch of them.

As a mage it was shabby and piss poor idea. But what choice did he have? He lacked the ability and resource to create a proper workshop like Prof. Kayneth. Besides, no one would look for a mage in a nice neighborhood area. The leylines to gather mana were also at the minimum, so he could summon his servant with enough power the avoid detection.

He found the Mackenzie place when he was looking for the most optimal place to stay.

There the clerk had given the address for the house and after signing some forms, he went to his temporary base.

Looking back, he had thought that for a second the clerks eyes were different.

Almost purple.

End Flashback


"You..,"Waver pointed his finger after recalling Fujitora months ago.

"Yep, I'm the guy who helped you set up here with these nice old people."

"Why?" Waver tried to determine the stranger motives as he quickly debated his options. As a mage, he knew that his skills were mediocre and he doubted that an organization like the Market would actually have less and weaker mages than the Mages Association and Holy Church. They probably have trumps like the Clocktower.

He quickly scanned the guest in front and concluded that hey were like him in terms of power level and talent. However, they probably had more resources than him and he probably had be put on the spot by their spell not only when took the card or entered the room but maybe when he came home.

They led him to his grandparents' home.

They slipped their card.

And they were blatantly showing themselves.

All this said he was at a severe disadvantage and that he was under the Market's heel.

"Because Mr. Velvet," Fujitora answered interrupting Waver deductions. "You were going to be a participant of the 4th Holy Grail War."

Hearing that brought many horrific memories back to surface. Still Waver steeled himself to hide his fear. These guys were buissnessmen. Psychotic, money grubbing, mage-hating, mages, but still buissnesmen. They were intentionally pressuring him to make a deal with them on their terms. If he wussed out, he's certain they'll kill him immediately.

Wait.

"What does my participation in the Holy Grail War warrant the Market's interest?" Waver questioned calmly. It was a genuine question. "I seem to recall that the Market had no interest in the Holy Grail."

"On the contrary, we did have an interest in it," Fujitora replied as he tapped his card and a piece paper appeared. "We just have an interest in the participants of the War."

He then gave Waver the paper to look over, before tapping the card to summon some tea and snacks.

Waver analyzed the content and couldn't help but sweat a bit.

It his housing contract from the real estate service, but it was in a magic cypher code.

Simply put in exchange for protecting his base, they shall take something of equal value to his ranking in the Holy Grail war.

He didm't know which was insane. The Market forcing him into what seemed to be a bad deal. Or that they meticulously tricked him into signing it.

"You Mr. Velvet, we were forbidden from send a representative or interfere with with Holy Grail by the Mages Association. However, we weren't forbidden from selling our services to them."

"You had all seven Master sign a contract with you?" Waver asked displeased at their duplicity. No matter who won they seemed to profit."It seems like you guys were the actual winners then."

"Hardly, even we suffered some losses. As the Clocktower has informed you." Fujitora answered. Waver knew after the war the Market had stolen from the Entire Mages association and despite winning the conflict, they never gained a single thing from the Market. "And no, we didn't offer our services to all Masters. Including you, we only offered to three people."

Something in Waver told him who those three were, but that didn't what mattered was what his lose forced upon him.

"What can the Market do for me?" Waver asked tiredly. He was certain that if he slight them they would kill him or worse. However, from Fujitora's demeanor, if he refused they would at least hear him out.

"Waver Velvet," Fujitora began in a professional tone. "In exchange for providing our support and resources, as well as offering you this Phantasmal stone," Fujitora takes out as black polish jade stone the size of a baseball. "The thaumaturgical Elucidation Market asks that you sign this geas scroll to our indentured servitude until the completion of the Fifth Holy Grail War."

Waver couldn't believe his ears. They wanted to recruit him. And they were willing to provide recourses and power to get him but why.

Before he could answer, Fujitora continued "I should also add personally that in event of my failure the next heir to the El-Meloi Archibald family will be dealt with as Plan B."

"Wait, Plan B?" For Fujitora's interjection, Waver felt Plan B was worse.

"Yes, Plan B is when the Market shall send its Collectors to seize everything of the Archibald family and there is a possibility of another conflict with the Mages Association. But the debt to us will be paid completely and you will not hear from us."

Waver was now shaking. He was given a choice of proceeding. Sign and work for a duplicitous mage organization. Refuse be free and doom an entire mage lineage wit the possibility of the complete destruction of Magecraft!

And not just any family. His prick teacher Kayneth's family!

Without giving Fujitora time to consider offering a chance, Waver signed the contract in blood.

Widening his purple eyes "Why? You were given a chance to run away and deal a blow to your old teacher."

"Because I couldn't look at myself if I sold them out" Waver looked at Market agent with firm resolve. "It was partially my fault for his death. Had he not lost Rider's Catalyst, he would have gained a supreme Servant. I know as a mage I should be cold and pragmatic, but I wouldn't be able to live with myself if they paid for what I did and chose to do."

Fujitora smiled glad that is client was now an associate. "Welcome aboard Mr. Velvet!"

"Alright, don't so chipper." Waver retorted at the change in mood. "So, what do my so-called masters want with me?"

"You might want to check on the Phantasmal Stone before we can continue." FUjitora advised. "I heard this was personally cultivated by E himself."

E. The leader of the entire Market? Now that was strange.

"So how do I used this thing?" Waver asked as he picked the stone.

"Wait! You have to heal your wound fir-!" Fujitora exclaimed with a panic.

But Waver had the stone in his bloody hand. As soon as the he touched it, he felt as if his was be electrocuted and kneeded like bread at once.

His mind was straining from pain vision of army, strategies and diagram were carved into his very being and even his Magic Circuit.

When he came to, Wanver saw Fujitora expression was similar to his when he was freaking out.

"What-?"

"Holy Shit. Holy. Holy Shit. Shit. SHIT!" Were the first words out of Fujitora's mouth.

"Hold on Mr. Fujitora, what is wrong?" Waver asked sharing in Fujitora's panic.

"Well, look at you hand." Fujitora replied as he used handkerchief to wipe he brow.

Waver looked at his hand awidened because the stone he was hold was gone!

"Where's the stone?"

"In you."

"Eh?"

"Mr. Velvet, the Phantasm stone has merged with you."

The made Waver's mind reeling. He tried figuring out what to do to neutralize the phenomenum. But Fujitora interrupted him.

"Don't bother."

"Why?! I probably have been cursed by weird mystic spell the Market idiot might have created gefu!"

Waver couldn't because Fujitora had immediately stuff a tennis balled size cream puff in his mouth.

Where the hell was getting these treats!?

"Mr. Velvet, I can assure it is no curse. In fact quite the opposite," Fujitora comforted. "I believe that E just gave a tool to aid in paying back the debt owed to us."

"MMPH!?"

"Yes, debt. You see Mr. Velvet, you owe for providing protection during the War. However, you weren't the only to owe us. As I mentioned before, the Archibald head that fought in owed us a substantial amount of resources to build his power. In contrast who used the bare minimum. Plan B was the Market would just bleed them dry, however E proposed an alternative solution."

"Which was?"

"Getting you to do it." Fujitora frankly.

Waver widened his eyes. He was going to be forced to collecting all Kayneth's debts!

"Was this your plan from the beginning?" Waver asked accusingly. Every seemed to be going all according to their plan.

"Hardly, this outcome was predicted by the Market Divination unit. I had no idea this was what they saw." Fujitora confessed. "And this probably will explain the situation to both of us."

Fujitora took out an envelope from his suit's chest pocket. He burned it.

Waver was about to react when he was the flames turn cyan and pink before a succulent male voice was heard.

"Greeting Mr. Velvet welcome to joining the Thaumaturgical Elucidation Market's Department of education. My name is E."

"What is-?"

"Please keep all question for later until this message is complete. Fujitora will be your handler in the future."

Great. E seems to be able the snark at him.

"As you hear this message, you have accepted the Market's proposal to pay the debt you owe us as well as the El-Meloi debt with our assistance. However, you probably wondering what we want from you. That's easy. 1. We want you to become a lecturer of the Clocktower. As a member of the Department of education services, you and Fujitora will be one of the few individuals with a mutual benefit to the Mages Association and the Market. We believe Magecraft, Magic, and the goal to the Root must be pursued with prosperous intention. Unfortunately, the Clocktower is currently a school in name only so we want to make a school. One class at a time."

Waver's face paled although he saw the benefit being a member of both faction, he also the detriments. The Clocktower sees him as a spy and the Market would use him to recruit customers or worse member. And he just signed the deal!

"2. Our Divination unit predicted that someone you owe, yet also greatly owes you will make a demand. Take it and we will provide the resource need for the task. Refuse and I will personally come to your door and turn you into a Sailor moon figurine and auction on eBay."

Waver face turned at the threat.

"3. Take the Phantasm stone and smear some blood. This will fuse your very being with the origin of a Spirit thus adding the origin of Strategy to you Origin of Knowledge and Guidance."

Again Waver shuddered at the blatant mention of his Origin. NO one except his mother knew what it was. But they somehow knew.

"Also, this deal is a secret, so as a precaution once this fire dies out you will under a curse to not divulge this deal in any shape or form directly. You are permitted to lie or omit, but anything else no dice. Have fun."

And with that, the fire died out. Wave felt the sealing happen and knew that his future would be interesting but a pain.

"Well, Velvet. Ready for your trip." Fujitora said curiously.

And that was the defining moment when Waver Velvet, Lord El-Meloi II began the path for his ascension to a Heroic Spirit.

No one but the Market knew of his true strength.

Except one.

END


Well, this was short but didn't what else to include. There were so much thought Waver's abilities with the Market's influence I had to start with something that would turn him into the future Archmage he was meant and eventual Heroic Spirit without losing his weak wuss-like charm. I know I should be focussing on Kiritsugu's side, but I just needed to have a chapter involving Waver to show how the Market keeps tabs on everyone. I know this update is a bit lacking in depth compared to others and I'm sorry. I'll clean errors over the summer as well. With that, I leave One question: Why would the Market go after Waver? As the author, I already know, but I would like to some theory in the reviews, PM me and review I look to the reviews for input. But be nice and constructive. Later.