Lucius-Fortress of Millennia

As the summoning chant was over and that Master finished talking with gusto, I had a gut feeling something is foul with that Magus. The relationship I can tell the Magus has with his Servant is where this Darnic person is like a servant to his Servant. Well hey with this new info I now know some people would like that in a way. People these days are odd.

The Masters of black are some odd people I've seen but still. The Master of Lancer is Darnic Prestone Yggdmillennia. A lanky man that is technically ninety-seven years old but looks like he is in his prime. His long blue hair looks like seaweed but some of it is tied in a ponytail and has violet eyes that are glass like. He is wearing the uniform of Yggdmillennia that is a white place with gold rims on lines with gold buttons. His is different since he is wearing a cap. His aura gives off gloom and terror with a hint of violence. He reminds me of a pardoner who abused his system for his averse, but he also reminds me with a mix of a priest that was the scum of my corrupt empire before I was given the title of Emperor. The man will never have my full trust.

The other most noticeable is the Master of Archer, Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia, the person who is the head of the Forvedge clan and is the next in line to be the leader of Yggdmillennia. She looks like a sweet girl but is bound to a wheelchair. My Masters knowledge on why is not there but seems to my impression he may not care for it. She has a gentle face that can infect any grumpy person. (In the Clock Tower a frowned faced Waver is filled with joy for a second buts grimmest at himself for getting joy then sneezes). She has long brown hair that reaches the end of her back with blue eyes that have a kindness my mother held in when she was alive. She was also wearing the standard Yggdmillennia uniform with what looks to be a fragile body. I can tell by the ley lines surrounded her legs the most. She must have many magic circuits in her legs.

The brother of Fiore is the glassed wearing boy named Caules Forvedge Yggdmillennia. He is the weaker mage of the siblings that is a spare for his family. My cousin was just a spare for me till the illness that I now know the true name killed him. He is the caretaker of his sister. My master believes he is a shrimp of a man for being too much of a meek person. He is skinny and with what my Master thinks there is not enough meat on his bones. My Master is not a very kinder person. The boy seems to have not much drive from his tired look and sweat on his forehead shows he may have mediocre magic circuits. I wonder if the Master of Berserker will go far in the moonlight world or will he stay only be a dip in the dark world of a magus?

The Master of Rider is what most would call the beautiful glasses girl that has a mature body. She may have a beautiful face with long grey hair that is tied up in a high ponytail but it's her eyes that clue me into knowing her true face. Her eyes look like a light green but have a sadistic look in them that is too much like that women that wanted to marry me. The aura of her spell's death and wickedness. She must study witchcraft to have this unnatural aura of hers. The name of this wicked person is Celenike Icecolle Yggdmillennia. I hope to never talk to this person.

The other one of the four that summoned us was my Master, Gordes Musik Yggdmillennia. He is a man in his mid-thirties with an unfit physique with a blond hair slicked backed but has a single strand of hair that curls on his forehead and has what I can barely call a mustache. (toothbrush mustache/ Hitler mustache) He has blue eyes like a jewel. His Yggdmillennia outfit has white pants instead of the black pants the others have or skirt in miss witch. He is a first-class magus in the Alchemist department of mage craft. His best advantage besides having me as a Saber so close to what was once Rome. Also, not to brag but I a first-rate saber at least. Wait can't let those thoughts get to my head. I shake my head to get the thoughts out but my violet eyes land on the Master of Caster.

The Master of Caster's name is Roche Frain Yggdmillennia. He is a young boy with shaggy blond hair with purple eyes and has a white button up shirt with black shorts. I can tell he is not fully into the spectacle of servants being summoned but is passing notes to his golden clad Caster. (not much to say about him)

As I get up my attention is grabbed when I hear "Alright may I have your attention!" I see…a girl or is that a boy? I would call that a 'girl' but there is a lack of a chest like any women but also I believe I see an Adams apple but it's hard to tell from this distance but if that pinkie person tells me their name I'll know.

I ask out loud "Am I the only one guessing that persons gender?" I heard a few people confirm with me but the she-man counties to act like I didn't say a word by saying "Everyone who was just summoned should introduce themselves. I mean we are going to be a team for now. Oh, wait I have a better idea. Why don't we tell each other are true names? It will be way more efficient." As the she-man was talking it was doing a little movement for every sentence.

"Okay I'll start. You guys can call me Astolfo. I'm one of the twelve hero of Charlemagne and I'm a Rider. Nice to meet you." Astolfo said this with much enthusiasm. This man is a feminine looking man with a skirt that has armor on it and has girly looking clothes. He has a white cloak with fur on the collar of it with a sword attach to his hip. Astolfo is one of the twelve paladins of Charlemagne who has many legends that possible has many Noble Phantasms and known to be the most handsome man. He has a legend for reaching the moon. The Rider of black has pink hair put into a long braid and has light pink eyes to go with his pink hair. Odd he reveled his own name, but it seems there are no weakness to him for revealing it. What an odd person but then again, I know a certain mage who as a similar title for flowers as me.

Astolfo runs to the leather armorer man that has dressing like an archer. With my deduction skills I believe he is the Archer of Black. Rider asks, "You are?" The handsome man looks towards his Master Fiore to see her nod. He says with a gentle smile on his face "Servant class Archer. I am Chiron." The Centre that taught Achilles the hero from the Trojan War. The man was taught by many Gods and taught many heroes that are also Heroic Spirts. He has a gentle face that hold grass green eyes and has long light brown hair. He holds an air that is cool and calm. I can feel wisdom flow out of him. A sparkle and goofy smile adorn the paladins face as he says "Woah. Hello Chiron." The Rider did a little twirl in front of the bowman.

"okay your turn." The odd paladin says while turning to the silent one of the four of us. The girl is wearing a bride dress that is pure white with black vail that has white flowers as the headpiece. She has light red hair that has bangs covering her eyes that I can't get a glance of from my view, but she holds a beauty to her that is very like a flower. There is an odd golden cylinder on the side of her face with an odd golden horn that's like a unicorn but machine like. She is holding a giant mace that looks part machine. She grunts and turns her head away as I see her mad at the friendly paladin.

"Excuses me. Would you mine telling me her name?" Astolfo asks this to Caules who flinches at the attention he got from the cross dresser. He gives an huh as Astolfo walks to the glasses wearing Magus. The hero says to the Master with enthusiasm "Come on it's fine. Please! Please!" As he was talking, he got more in Caules's bubble of personnel space. He says out of pressure from Rider "Her name is Frankenstein." The odd hero turns to the Berserker and says, "Alright Fran it is."

The 'monster' of Victor Frankenstein growls like an angry dog with her shacking at her true name. The paladin panics and says "Sorry. It looks like I mad her pretty angry." Berserker must hate her creator. The creation of a scientist named Victor Frankenstein who wanted to recreate the first human pair of earth, Adam and Eve. He couldn't make his Adam, so he made Eve first. The man only saw a monster when looking at the pretty girl in front of me. She is like a puppy thrown out by their bad owner and grow up hating them. The life of a creature made by man will always be treated less than what a man should be. Are they equal to man or they meant to be less? Is man a flaw being right to judge something we created that is almost exactly like us. Crap I got losses in my head again.

I hear the Rider say towards me "So what's your name?" I smile and say "I am Lucius Tiberius. I'm the last Roman Emperor and I'm glade to meet you all." My master grinds his teeth but nods at me. I don't think we will be a good pair with each other.

My attention is pulled when I hear a voice say "This is the beginning. With our combined power we will easily annihilate the Red faction and their Servants. My proud and fearless heroes I look forward to your brave achievements. I am Vlad Teps of Romania to defend my country and grant my own wish I swear I'll emerge victorious." We all bowed to the impaler. Vlad the little dragon or another name is Count Dracula. He is the greatest hero of his country and one of the most famous of heroic spirits. The man before me is a pale man that dresses like a shadow of the night in royal attire. His hair is long and blonde till half way down it turns to a pale green. This is the king of Wallachia and not the warrior who was feared by the Turks. This will be one interesting war.


Fortress Millennia

It's the next morning since the summoning of the four new Servants of Black. All the Masters of Yggdmillennia are asleep since it's the time where the sun is about to rise. The Servants are all in different places of the castle to explore their new headquarters. Berserker is hanging out in a flower patch full of lily's in front of the few ponds that the fortress has. In the pond Lucius was practicing with Florent as his coat and most of his armor was at the edge of the pond. He didn't need to practice but felt odd to not train even though he doesn't need as a Servant.

Chiron was reading a book under a tree near the pond and patch of lily's. He was reading a book from Sun Tzu called The Art of War. He was enjoying the knowledge he couldn't get from his original life. The French hero was running like a child in the outside field as he tried to talk to the Berserker but only got an angry growl in response. The Caster of Yggdmillennia was working in his workshop with his golems and the homunculus for making his Noble Phantasum.

The odd Caster barley looked at his fellow Servants last night and only watched them before he left. The Servants of Black were enjoying a time of peace as Vlad walked towards them without his Master. The four noticed his approach as they stop what they are doing.

Lucius gets out of the pond and points the tip of Florent to the ground and lets go of it. As the red blade drops the blade is absorbed by the soil and a patch of lily's grow right where the blade was put in the ground. He puts his armor and favorite coat on as he joins his comrades.

Vlad looks at the heroes of the Black faction and a smile graces his grim face. He says "I came here to know more about the people who will join me in this war. As Astolfo said it's best to know each other since we shall be allies. So I thought of we all tell our wishes. I know it's a personal matter but-" The count was cut off by Rider yelling "I just want a good time for living once more or something like that!" An deadpan look fell on the three male Servants as Berserker continued to ignore the bubble hero.


Lucius

What an odd ball of energy he is. Still it's odd to find a Heroic Spirit with no wish. Is my wish one of virtue or is it a selfish arrogant wish? What is your wish my rival? Do you want to live again or do you have regrets after we battled. You were full of hope and drive to get your wish back then. Did time make your determination falter or as it remained as strong as it did when you plunged Excalibur into my chest back then? It's unlikely I shall get my answer.

My eyes watch Astolfo rant on how he has so much he wants to do and how his new life should have no regrets to live this new life by his heart. What an odd one but I would gladly have a person like him in battle. As Rider continues to talk the sun starts to rise on the lush lands making a beauty in front of us. It reminds me of watching the sun as a child so long ago.

'Saber I want to talk to you.' I hear the voice of my Master and I see from each of us minus Berserker we all got an call from our Masters. I say "Well it seems we are called off to talk to our Masters dear sociis ardent. I hope to talk again." I'm the first to leave as I go into spirit form.

I reach the room of my Master Gordes. The man seems very arrogant and proud. I know the price to arrogance. A flash of a battle field on a hill filled with my soldier standing in a line as I say to my opponent [You think you can defeat me! I'm the man who is feared by demons. You are a boy who got lucky and was crowned king of this land. I only ask for your troops lives to surrender now or live with there blood. You don't need to do this *#%#@*%.] How much was that a façade or my true self?

I enter thee room to see my Master sitting on a couch with wine in his hands. He noticed me and says with determination "Saber. I want you to know I am your Master and you will follow everything I command you of. You're a tool nothing else." Anger runs through me. He wants me to be a doll to wield. I should have suspected this from a man who has made his life work on creating slaves to rule over. I say while trying to hid my anger by making a fist and squeezing it"I can help give advice Master. You're a Magus but I'm someone who has been in actual wars. My impute can-" I was cut off by Gordes yelling out "I'm your Master Saber! I command you to do what I want! Your impute is not asked or needed! If you talk back I shall command you to be silent forever Saber! Do you understand Saber?! Your my tool to win the war for Yggdmillennia and nothing else!"

I only nod as a smile of victory come to his face. I can't anger or rebel against him for now. I'll be dammed if I become a doll for someone's ambitions again. You made a mistake 'master'. Gordes asks "So Saber, tell me your wish." Should I tell him? Why not tell this man. I say "I wish to be fully human once more." Gordes smirks but says "Alright Saber. Well you should probably get a feel of the castle. Goodbye Saber." I quickly leave the room as I head for any place away from that Magus. No that fool of a man.


The town of Trifas

In the quiet town Kairi was walking away from the store he just got Mordred her 'clothes'. The duo were at a small café getting some tea and wanted to talk about what has just happened in the church. Kairi asks "So besides Assassin giving us both the creeps why were you so determined to leave?" Mordred was messing with her spoon in the tea. The treacherous knight says while looking at her tea "It's odd but I felt for a second a sense of dread come over me. I only felt that a few times in my life and one was when I was killed by my father's spear Rhongomyniad. So it's just put me in a bad mood." Kairi nods and scratches his chin as he thinks about a case he helped once. He says "I seen that spear before."

Mordred now stares at her Master as she now fully invested in to learning how her Master saw tge holy spear. The go lion man says "It was a case with this uptight lord I helped a few times some cases a few years ago. This misse holds a scythe that was actually your dear old dad's spear. Her name is Gray and is that lord's apprentice. It's one heck of a weapon but I can see why you fear it. I saw it destroy the wild hunt in one fell swoop. You think your dad might have been summoned? I would not think so since you destroyed the only relic the Clock Tower had that came from Arthurian legend. Also I don't see Mr. Grumpy letting someone hurt his student to take that spear." Mordred nods and says "You probably right Master."


A week before the summoning

In a small town in France a beautiful girl with blond hair and purple eyes is praying in front of a statue of the Saint of Orleans. As the girl prays there is a ball of magical energy appears in front of the girl. An conversation that can't be heard happens between the two and after it the girl nods. The ball inters the girl's chest as a light surrounds her. The ruler of the war was summoned.

A day later. The same girl is in a ordinary room packing clothes and a few text books in a suit case. She is wearing a school uniform with sleeves white collar shirt with a blue tie and short black skirt. She is putting leggings on with her blue blazer. She gets her suitcase and leaves the room. As she does this the door is shown to have the name written on it to be Laeticia.

The girl name Laeticia is seen to be on a airplane while looking out the window in slight fear. She starts to read one of the text books to calm her mind.

A few days later or now in the present it's day as we see the holy girl sitting in the bed of a green truck going through a plains that holds flowers in them. Laeticia flinches as she feels something. She yells to the drive " Please drop me off her sir!" The driver stops and asks with concern "You sure you'll be okay here? I don't want to leave you helpless out here." The school girl just tells him she will be fine and the driver leaves with no guilt since the Ruler used her Charisma to help.

"You should come out now Lancer of Red." A golden armored man with snow white skin appears on the road as a bright light shines on Ruler. The first battle of the Greater Holy Grail War has begun.


I know it took some time but the Chapter 1 is done. I hope you guys like it and tell me any paring you want to happen. Also tell me your thoughts and ideas. Have a good day and bye.