Fire.
Fire everywhere.
Consuming everything and everyone in sight.
Crawling over the broken buildings and scrambling innocents.
And walking through the flames was a boy.
The boy was walking towards the flames, the epicenter of this hell.
Hands clasped over his ears to ignore the screams and pleas of those burning, tears streaming from his golden eyes, whether from pain or fear the boy didn't know anymore, as he walked towards the flames.
The boy walked on and on, until he could walk no more.
Collapsing atop a pile of rubble, the boy reached out, desperate to be saved, so desperate he had already left behind his own self, his name, memories, and feelings.
As he reached out, he saw a large shadow in the distance. A large creature on two lanky legs, black enough that it seemed to absorb the light, with lanky arms attached to claws that looked sharp enough to rip the boy to shreds. He remembered the appearance of the head from a book his M-o!h#r had shown him when he was younger.
A wolf. With eyes as red, if not redder than the boys own hair.
As soon as the boy saw it, it was gone, along with the flames and the screaming.
Alone, the boy looked onward, feeling his body lose the energy, the life, to keep his arm up.
Wishing, hoping for salvation, his arm fell.
But it was not for long. For his hand was caught by a man.
The man was looking down on the boy and...
"You're alive..."
...smiling.
"Thank you. Thank you."
The man was crying, but was smiling all the while.
The boy couldn't understand. Why was he smiling? But he also felt jealous. Would he one day be able to smile like that?
As the boy slowly faded into the darkness of unconsciousness, the last things he remembered was hoping to one day have a smile like the man's, a green glow, and a slight pricking pain in his left wrist.
Awakening, Shirou Emiya let out a small gasp.
"That dream again..."
Before he could continue the sentence, he was interrupted by a call.
"Senpai! Breakfast is ready!"
Panicking, Shirou stood up and moved towards the door of the Engineering room.
"Sakura, you didn't have to do that! It's my job to-"
Shirou was then interrupted by a well-endowed girl with purple hair adorned by a red hair tie and purple eyes. Scowling, she replied,
"No senpai! You already do too much work around the Den, so we should at least help out!"
This girl was Sakura Matou, the younger sister of Shirou's old friend, Shinji, and his junior in Kuromatsu High. Well she was but...
"Come on Sakura! You know I do the work because I like it! Besides that, didn't I tell you to call me Shirou since I graduated from Kuromatsu?"
Surprised, Sakura steps back before looking downward with a light red hue to her face, then looked to Shirou and part-muttered,
"B-But, even if we don't go to the same school... You're still my senpai, senpai. Besides, calling you by your first name is embarrassing..."
Not hearing the second part of Sakura's reprisal, Shirou acquiesced.
"Alright, alright, whatever you want. Well, let's get going Sakura."
Shaken from her embarrassment, Sakura follows.
"A-Alright Senpai!"
As they walked down the halls of the Den, Shirou looked to his left wrist, to see the crimson red armlet that had been placed there so long ago. Looking onwards, Shirou thinks back to the day this all began. The day in the hospital.
The day he became a God Eater.
Hello everyone. My name is Cee, and thanks for reading the first chapter of my story. Now, I wanna apologize if this was painful to read.
In my own experience writing, I normally write from a self-made character's viewpoint, or even my own. So trying to write from an actual premade character's viewpoint is new.
Another thing is the highly likely chance I accidentally swapped between present and past tense during this. I know I signed a contract saying I have to give it my utmost, but I'm a dumbass, so things will slip through the cracks.
A third thing is that there are possibly random capitals at the beginnings of words that shouldn't have capitals, and I blame my phone for that. The autocorrect loves capitals at the front of words.
Fourth, the chapter title. I couldn't decide whether I should just say Chapter 1 or Prologue, so I said a funny joke.
Fifth, the fact that effectively no one will find this as it's the first Fate and God Eater crossover, and it's rated M, meaning a casual run through of won't show you this.
Sixth, I hand drew the cover, so it looks low cost, but it's what I hope the story ends up as. It belongs to me and only me.
Seventh, I don't own Fate or God Eater, probably should've said that first.
Eighth, this is way too long for an Author's Note. Thank you for reading and goodbye!