Neb: I do not own the Fate series or any of the characters associated with it. This is just a fanfic throwing together another Holy Grail war.

Seven Spirits, Seven Masters, and one goal. That goal is the Holy Grail, a magical wish granting device that many have fought and died for. It's power is considered evil to some and salvation to others.

A man with brown hair and red eyes stepped through the shadows of Colosseum City. He gritted his teeth as he readied himself for combat. "Master, I sense an enemy nearby," he spoke up into his master's mind. The man pulled two double barrel sawed-off shotguns out of his black coat as he rolled back dodging six arrows that flew by him. "An archer skill?"

"Your surprise tells me you are archer," a tall skinny man with pail skin, blue eyes, and black long hair spoke up. He grinned as he disappeared in the shadows.

"And you must be Assassin," the red eyes man reasoned. "I suppose it was inevitable I'd run into you at night."

The assassin laughed from the shadows, but his presence was well hidden. "I'm surprised to see an Archer carrying such short ranged guns," the assassin mocked. "It almost sickens me to see a fight the world's worst Archer."

"You claim to be a more skilled archer then me," Archer spoke up with a sigh. "I'm surprised the Assassin would talk such a big game like a brute. I've taken down men like you all my life."

The Assassin stayed silent after that remark. He was angered by Archer's words. "I have you in my sights bastard." Assassin fired off four more arrows, but much to his dismay, Archer had dodged all of them and responded by jumping high in the air.

"Hello Assassin," Archer grinned as he fired off both of his shotguns.

Assassin fell back as Archer landed a solid hit on his shoulder and leg.

Archer then moved in to shoot of Assassin's head, but Assassin vanished in the darkness again. "Coward," Archer sighed. He then closed his eyes and sent another message to his master. "I'm sure she'll be upset that Assassin got away." He headed out of the alley and then vanished himself.

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1063 BC

A young boy stood in front of an army. The boy glared at the army through his red eyes as he readied his sling. The men laughed as their largest man stepped out before him.

"Any final words you little bastard," the man grinned. He readied his own axe as the boy picked up a rock. Much to the giant's surprise the boy was quick, he had dodged his axe and then returned fire by slinging the rock into the giant's forehead. "What the?"

"How the hell did he do that," a man shouted.

"That boy couldn't be older then fifteen!", another man added.

The army begun to back up in fear as another army approached led by the boy with the Sling.

"I defeated your champion," the boy spoke up as he glared at them. "Now begone."

The army of giants turned around an ran, for they were afraid that God's chosen would crush them as he did their leader.

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Archer knelt down in front of a girl with golden locks and silver eyes. She glared at him for a moment and then nodded.

"We can't afford to let our enemy escape Archer," she sighed. "We are competing with six other Servants and Six other masters."

"I apologize my master," the Archer bowed. Assassin is troublesome, If he were a more upfront fighter, I could have ended him right away."

"Yes," she agreed. "You are excellent when it comes to taking out People with brutish natures. Aren't you David."

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The Assassin was patching his wounds as a young boy with red hair started using alchemy to track their enemies.

"I thought you had him assassin," the red haired boy growled. "What happened?"

"The boy was tougher then I realized master," Assassin stated. "I will remove him by the end of the night."

"Forget about him for now," the red haired boy stated. "I've located Saber and Berserker. the two will come to blows with each other, once that happens, I want you to use your Noble Phantasm on them when they are at their weakest. Understand?"

"Yes my master," the Assassin bowed.

"Oh and Cassius," the red haired boy began. "Make sure you aim for the throat." The boy then turned away and his assassin vanished.