A kind of short chapter, some brief interactions between masters and servants is the main thing here and there, along with Caster showing up.

Chapter 2:

'Master and Servant'

Saber stood by one of the windows of the room in the castle, watching in silence as his master Kiritsugu played with his daughter outside.

Arms folded over his chest, he couldn't help but be confused somewhat, by the, cheerful display his master was putting on in front of the girl. It was a completely different expression from the one he saw when they first met upon his summoning.

It was almost like he was a different person.

And yet, Saber was no stranger to someone with two faces.

Most certainly not.

Nonetheless, he couldn't help but be intrigued by this man, this Kiritsugu Emiya. He acted stoic and cold towards the servant, but as he was showing right now, he was capable of being affectionate and caring. Then again, it was, of course, his daughter that he was currently spending time with. It would be expected of possibly anyone with a cold personality to suddenly change their tone when in the presence of a loved one.

A loved one.

Saber couldn't help but repeat the words to himself in his head.

"Is everything okay? Saber?"

The voice of Irisviel, his masters wife gets his attention.

He turns to her, watching her prepare two cups of tea. He gives her a slight smile, though she couldn't see it due to his helmet. "I am fine my lady, just, deep in thought." He looks back at the window, adding, "Your daughter is playing with Kiritsugu outside."

Irisviel giggled, "Indeed she is. She tends to do that quite a lot." She gives him a friendly smile, "And please, just Irisviel will do."

Saber looked back at her, head tilted a little, "Are you sure? It would be rude to not address a lady properly, especially a lady of your stature."

"I'm sure, please..." Irisviel approached, standing next to the tall ash black knight and looking out the window, "I would like us to talk to each other as friends would."

Saber looked down at her for a moment, then nodded, "Very well, Irisviel."

Another giggle escaped the white haired woman, "And you? You're obviously not King Arthur."

"You are correct..." Saber chuckled slightly, then looked back down at Kiritsugu, "To be honest I can't help but think that Kiritsugu's cold attitude towards me is because I wasn't the servant he wanted."

Irisviel recoiled, looking surprised, "Oh! No please don't take it the wrong way, this is...rather new to us just as much as it is to you I'm sure."

Saber nodded, "I suppose you're right. But I'm sure part of him still wishes he got the servant he was trying to summon."

Irisviel looked away, a sad frown on her face. A look that didn't go unnoticed by the servant, who quickly added, "I guess I'll just have to prove to you both that I am a suitable choice then. Am I right?"

"Huh?" Irisviel looked back up at him, confused.

"I am far stronger than you think Irisviel. And I'm sure this King Arthur you've mentioned was a great warrior too. However..." Saber bumped his fist against his breastplate, "I mean no offence nor any disrespect towards him, but I believe in terms of raw power and skill, this King Arthur would most likely pale in comparison to my abilities."

That caused Irisviel to recoil in shock. "Y-You...you mean..."

"I think I can confidently say that I am more powerful than the servant you and Kiritsugu were trying to summon." Saber said, "Of course, there's no way of really knowing that. Perhaps after we win this Holy Grail, we could use it to answer that question, couldn't we?"

Irisviel eventually snapped out of her confusion and smiled again. Saber was already talking about winning the Holy Grail, in fact, talking like he was sure they were going to win it.

That's just what she was hoping for.

The silence that followed eventually brought her back to her first question. "So, Saber, who are you? If you don't mind me asking."

Saber was quiet for a brief moment but soon responded, "The Raven, The Rebel, the Traitor, the Fume Knight, I've went by a few names after my exiling from my home since my real name brought back some bad memories but..."

The servant looked down at Irisviel, a tiny smile appearing on his face, again hidden by his helmet, "Raime. That's my name."

"Raime..." Irisviel repeated with a smile, then looked up at him, adding, "I like it."

Raime's little smile widened a little, "Thank you, Irisviel."

Waver had retired to his current home after summoning his servant.

Though he couldn't help feel a little nervous on his way back, thinking Kayneth or another master would suddenly jump him.

He was being paranoid of course. He knew that the Holy Grail War couldn't officially start until all seven chosen masters had summoned their servants.

And of course, he had Rider with him, who was in spirit form during their walk.

Although despite his previous assessment of the servant and his personal reminder of never judging a book by its cover, he still couldn't help but feel worried that his servant might be, weak.

It didn't help that said servant ADMITTED she wasn't strong.

In the end, Waver could really do no more than take some small amount of comfort in Rider's words that she would do her best to, protect him.

Now here he was, currently lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

And at the corner of his eye, he could see Rider currently seated on the floor, marvelling at his television as she continuously scrolled through channels.

Waver couldn't help but turn his head a little to get a better look.

Whereas she always looked so depressed and sad before, right now she looked, surprised and in awe at most.

It was far better than having to see that sad look on her face. It was infectious, and every time he saw that sad look on her face Waver couldn't help but feel sad himself and wish he could do something to cheer her up.

Though the issue there though was, he didn't exactly know what it was that she was sad about.

He was tempted to bring it up, but then figured that would have been a bad idea, so instead decided to just stay quiet about it. He figured it would probably be a good idea if he started conversation with her about another topic.

"So...Rider..." He started.

His words immediately brought Rider's full attention towards him.

Her beautiful eyes caught him off guard again and forced him to turn away, blushing. "Is something wrong?" The servant asked.

Waver slowly turned back towards her, doing his best to resist the, rather captivating eyes that were locked onto him, "We...haven't exactly discussed anything regarding the Holy Grail..."

Rider tilted her head slightly at him, "...You're right, we haven't. What would you like to discuss, master?"

"I..." Waver forced himself to look away again.

Why was speaking to her so difficult?

"I know you said you weren't exactly strong, and I don't want to sound like I'm doubting you, but if you're not strong, how are you going to go about fighting the other servants?" Waver asked, being as blunt as he could without hurting her feelings.

The sad look that appeared on her face again nearly ripped his heart to pieces, and he started mentally kicking himself for his bluntness.

"Physically I would stand no chance against any servant, master. However, I do possess various abilities that will enable me to fight back against opposing servants." Rider explained.

Waver recoiled, "You mean your Noble Phantasm?"

Rider nodded.

"What is your Noble Phantasm exactly?" Waver asked.

The servant looked away, her sad look remained, "I...think it would be best if I showed you, master."

Ryuunosuke Uryuu couldn't have been any more excited.

After he finished his 'game' with his most recent victims, he didn't waste any time trying, once again, to summon a demon with the help of the spell book he had found in his parents house.

Although the ritual described in the book sounded easy enough, his last few attempts yielded no results, either because he didn't have enough time to finish it or he messed up.

It was all over the news too, and he couldn't help but feel thrilled at being called a demon himself.

However, after failing the last few times, this time he finally succeeded.

The ritual happened just as he hoped it would, though he was forced to use a hand to shield his eyes from the bright glow that followed upon the circles completion.

By the time the light died down, Ryuunosuke couldn't help but stare in absolute awe at the towering figure standing before him.

He was a, very large knight. His armour was a sort of dark gold colour, a rather weird shaped helmet and he had a large hammer like weapon rested on his shoulder. It was sort of difficult to fully make out the appearance of this 'knight' in the barely lit room.

"Wow, so awesome..." Ryuunosuke said as he continued to stare in awe.

The large knight looked around the dark room, taking in his surroundings before looking down at the new master.

A moment of silence passed by before the knight lowered himself on one knee and bowed his head, "I have answered the summons of the one who has called me forth. Tell me, are you the one to be my master?"

Ryuunosuke just continued to stare in awe, his expression eventually shifting to confusion, running a hand through his hair, "Um, well..."

The large servant looked at the boys hand, noticing the red markings upon it, then nodded. "Say no more. I have confirmed your status as master, master."

Again, the large knight bowed his head, adding, "I am the servant Caster. I will follow your every order without hesitation. I will carry out your commands swiftly and dutifully. I will remain by your side and follow you wherever you go as if I was your own shadow. This I swear, upon my honour as a knight of Drangleic and my honour as the right-arm of my late King."

Ryuunosuke was taken aback, surprised and very much shocked. But after a moment of taking in the knights words, excitement filled his face and he struggled to keep himself from jumping for joy.

"Awesome! This is gonna be so sweet!"

And yet he ended up jumping for joy anyway.

The large knight got to his feet and stood at his full height, the top of his helmet just barely scraping against the ceiling.

Caster simply watched in silence and with confusion as the boy continued to let out his excitement.

When he was done, the new master let out an embarrassed chuckle before speaking again, "Eh, hehe, sorry about that, this is just a first for me. Anyway. now that you're here, I got you a little sacrifice. Wanna kill this kid?"

When he stood aside, Caster's eyes looked down upon the now screaming little boy who was tied up, his screams muffled by the rag tied up around his mouth.

The servant recoiled slightly, eyes widening a little in surprise.

He looked back and forth between the boy and his master, then asked, "Is this your order, master?"

Ryuunosuke tilted his head, then looked down at the boy, "Well, I'll kill him if you want. I can understand if you're still just, um, waking up or something."

Caster shook his head, then removed his large hammer from his shoulder, "No, I shall follow your order as such. I swore to follow your every command without hesitation and will do so."

Excited once again, Ryuunosuke stepped back and watched with a large cheerful grin as Caster approached the little boy.

And yet, as he raised his hammer slightly, he froze.

The boys eyes teared up as he continued to let out muffled screams, and Caster simply did nothing but watch.

'I said I would not hesitate to carry out my masters every command. And yet here I am, hesitating indeed.'

Caster raised his hammer further, 'I have already dishonoured my new lord by hesitating to carry out his command. I will not do so again.'

With that, the large knight brought his hammer down on the helpless boy.

The sound of a bell tolled upon impact.

Next Chapter:

"I've come to relinquish my rights as master."

"Perhaps a display of my strength will soothe your fears."

"She will help us win this war, master."

"Are you saying, you've spent your entire life in that castle?"