A.N.: I have found my Inspiration!

Chapter 2 takes part in the Camelot singularity. No the Dragonborn will not be summoned by Ritsuka, but he will be one of the servants that normally appear as story supports in game.

Class he will be summoned as: Archer.

You may be able to guess what his Noble Phantasm is.

Story start!

Fujimaru Ritsuka was not having a great day. Just as they reached the gates of the holy city, they had to find out that the selection process to enter the city includes the killing of innocent people if they don't prove to be 'worthy'.

He had to watch as a woman sacrificed herself to protect her son because he was not deemed worthy of entering. Naturally, now he and mash are protecting him in his mothers stead, Well mash is, he can't really fight the knights or Gawain.

Speaking of the knight of the sun, he is completely overwhelming mash. The girl does not have the strength to match Gawain when he is backed by his 'Numeral of the Saint' skill that triples his parameters in direct sunlight. She only survives thanks to her high defense and the support of Da Vinci-Chan, the caster trying everything she could to help the shielder.

Their new friend Lucius just entered the fight to help and it seemed to work. If they keep it up, they might just be able to retreat with the refugees.

As if to respond to the boys thoughts, Gawain jumped back from where he was engaging Lucius and looked at them with barely concealed contempt.

"This has draged on long enough, I shall strike you outsiders down together with that traitor!" as he said that, he positioned his sword, Excalibur Galatine, at his left side, ready to swipe it in an arc and unleash its true name.

Mash was at his side as fast as he could together with Lucius and Da Vinci, ready to protect him even though she didn't even know the true name of her Noble Phantasm.

But, just as he Was about to unleash his swords full power, Gawain was interrupted by a voice shouting something in a language none of the people present could understand. "Strun, Bah, Qo!"

Once the shout sounded across the Battlefield, the sky darkened with ominous black clouds, the small desert breeze growing in intensity in a moments notice. The weather changed drastically and the sun was blocked out by storm clouds, taking the power advantage from Gawain. Lightning started to strike at the enforcement knights that were under the command of Gawain, for every lightning strike one knight died. The knight of the round in question was dodging lightning strike after lightning strike, guided only by his honed instincts to avoid injury.

"Ritsuka, Mash, Da Vinci!" came the panicked voice of Dr. Roman, "What is going on on your end!? I detect a massive change in the world, it is as of the world suddenly decided to change itself against its own will!" he sounded tens and panicked, understandably so with how fast the situation changed so fast.

"Ha! Your confusion is well founded, mage of Chaldea!" the same voice that announced the change in weather called out, yet it was still undetectable for the gathered people.

Gawain, who was interrupted by said voice before he could kill the chaldeans, was looking around warily, the lightning stopping to target him after the voice spoke a second time. "Show yourself, coward! Do you wish to hide yourself in this storm? Do you have no honor?!" he raged, trying to get the owner of the voice to show himself.

"Hoo? The knight who would strike at the defenseless calling me honorless? That is a good joke Sir Gawain. I did not think you a jester, though I have to admit, the role would suit you considering the knights of the round seem to have become a band of jokes. "The voice answered, but this time it came from directly behind Ritsuka. Everyone present turned to the person it belonged to and found what appears to be another servant, but this one had a presence that could only be compared to Gawain when his numeral of the saint was still active, if not stronger.

He was tall, 1.9 - 2.0 meters in height, with broad shoulders and posture that spoke of power and confidence. His hair was combed back and bound into a short ponytail at the back of his head with braids running along the sides of it. His hair was a light gray but his face was youthful, he looked to be around his mid twenties with golden, slitted, eyes. The armor he wore was made of what looked like scales, with every scales having a golden rim at the edges and runes running along them. Slung on his back was a beautiful golden bow, said bow was surrounded by a constant golden glow and a aura of divinity.

Apparently, Romani was able to detect him now as well, "Fujimaru! I am detecting another servant with you! This one has an absurd amount of divinity! Almost on the level of a divine spirit!"

Ritsuka was about to ask the new servant who he was, but before he could ask, the servant in question raised his hand with a smile and spoke. "At ease, master of Chaldea." came his gentle yet commanding voice, "I wish you no harm. I am merely a traveler that wishes to help the good people that wish to escape this farce of a holy city."

So he was an ally, that is good. Though, one question remains: how did he cause this storm that still raged across the desert. "Did you cause this?", was what Ritsuka asked with some awe in his voice at the imposing presence of the man before him. The answer he got was smile and a nod before the man turned to the knight of the sun that was still watching him warily.

Without looking at her, he addressed Mash, "Servant of the shield, protect your master while I deal with this pest." he did not wait for her to answer before turning to Lucius and adding, "You, rough knight, shall evacuate the civilians together with the caster of Chaldea. Do you agree?" it felt more like a command, even in the restrained and warm tone it was spoken in. Lucius agreed and immediately took Da Vinci with him. After confirming that they did what he asked he turned back to Gawain. "Now, to the pest in question" his tone became harsh and his expression stern.

"A pest? You are quiet arrogant for a rebel, do you truly think you can stand against me and the knights under my command?" Gawain was angry. This stranger simply dismissed him as a pest, as if he wasn't even a threat!

The man looked at Gawain and asked a question that caught him off guard. "And what knights might you be talking about?" At first he thought the man was trying to anger him further so he would become reckless, until he looked around and realised something.

While he was completely focused on the individual standing before him, he stopped thinking about the storm that was striking at his knights. The enforcement knights he had as well as the regular soldiers were nearly eradicated, picked off one by one by the lightning that still strikes uncomfortably near Gawain himself.

This did not make any sense, a knight as well trained as Gawain should not have lost his focus like this just because of one person! This can only mean that this was the work of a skill associated with this individual. Maybe something that draws all attention to him? After all, even the Master of Chaldea and his demi-servant had yet to avert their focus on him until he pointed out that the knights around them were defeated.

"It seems you realise what I did." The stern voice of the unknown man dragged Gawain back to focus, "This was indeed a skill of mine, or at least an aspect of it. Now, knight of the sun, are you ready to fight?" as if to represent the battle that is about to erupt, the storm picked up in strength. A wall of fierce winds surrounded the area the man and Gawain were in, an improvised arena for a fight between the two fighters. "I hope you can live up to your legend, knight of the sun, for I will not hold back even if my current class is not the most powerful option for me." With that last sentence, he pulled his bow from his back while the already imposing aura around him got stronger.

That is when Gawain noticed something, the circle of wind lets sunlight in. " Is he giving me a handicap? " if so then the knight just has to show this fool how wrong he was in underestimating a knight of the round table. Judging by the weapon he carries, the man is most likely an Archer class servant, which means that he will be at a disadvantage in close combat.

That in mind, Gawain took his stance and watched his enemy carefully. That was when he noticed the man open his mouth to say something, but all he did is whisper something. When the man was done with whatever he did he was surrounded by a small purple glow that faded just as quick. The action caused Gawain to be more alert. So his foe was a mage as well, that made this a bit more complicated.

After a few seconds of tense silence between the combatants, it was the archer that moved first with a move that the knight did not expect from a ranged fighter. He sprinted at Gawain.

At least that's what it looked like, until the man opened his mouth again, this time to shout once more.

"Wuld, Nah, Kest!"

His words were a lot faster then the first time he summoned the storm, but this time no significant change happened. Gawain still noticed the spells effect, after all his opponent was gone from his front and now standing beside the knight with the glowing bow held in his hands like he was using an axe to fell a tree.

"Wha-, ghu." The tree in question was the knight of the sun who had his opponent's weapon buried in his stomach. His enemy ended his swing by sending him in the direction of the 'wall' of their battleground. Before Gawain could hit the wall, a particular strong gust of wind came from it and send him back into the arena where he was just able to regain his balance and land on his feet.

The archer followed up on his attacks, running at the winded knight, this time around he didn't shout to increase his speed. Gawain met his enemy's attack with his sword, noticing that, for an archer, he had a good amount of strength behind his swing. "I admit, you surprised me." he grit out, "but this will not happen again. At least you earned a bit of my respect, so tell me your name, at least I will know the name of the warrior that shamed me before I kill you."

The man in question was silent for a moment, still having a stern expression with no visible sing of strain. Then he spoke a single word that, even thought he all but whispered it, carried across loud and clear like an announcement of authority.

" Dovahkiin"

As he revealed his name, the man disengaged from Gawain and materialised an arrow in his right hand. The knight did not wish to give him the chance to fire it and pressed on, intending on overwhelming the archer with force.

Gawain might not be as talented in swordplay as Lancelot or the king, but he still has his pride as a knight of the round and the guardian of Camelot's gates.

When he was about to behead Dovahkiin, the archer jumped over the knight, knocking the arrow and pulling it back completely. He let the arrow fly when he was directly above Gawain, shooting at the ground before the knight's feet.

Gawain's instincts told him to dodge, and so he did. He threw himself to the side, just a bit too late. As the arrow impacted the ground it exploded in a blinding flash of sunlight, the heat scorching part of Gawain's mantle and momentarily blinding him. He still held his stance and tried to listen to his opponent's footsteps. There was but one problem.

Dovahkiin had no audible footsteps and he also could not sense him anymore.

"Presence Concealment!?" this complicated things. He kept on waiting for his vision to clear up when he heard the sound of an arrow piercing air from his right. He immediately dashed to the side and dove towards the position the arrow came from, performing a horizontal slash and being rewarded with the satisfying sound of his sword clashing with the enemy's bow. Just in time he was able to see again and what greeted him made his feeling of success vanish.

There was Dovahkiin, blocking Galatine with the lower half of his bow, an arrow already knocked and pointed at Gawain's chest.

The moment Dovahkiin released the arrow, Gawain experienced another blinding flash, accompanied by pain. The explosion threw him into the air and in the direction of the city gate. Just as the knight tried to position himself for a proper landing, he heard his opponend shout again, this time even faster then the first time.

"Fus, Ro, Dah!"

Gawain tried to brace himself for whatever was about to hit him, a wave of pure force descendent upon him, sending him hurling throu the air, over the walls of Camelot, in the direction of the central tower.

Dovahkiin himself did not waste time with watching the man fly, he turned to the spectators that watched him send this fearsome knight soaring and have them a reassuring smile.

"So..., I think Introductions are in order."

A.N.:

So, I was hit with a wave of inspiration and thought: why not just continue this story?

Now, if Gawain seemed nerved, that was not really my intention. I just made this fight this short because:

a) this was my first time writing a fight scene

and

b) Gawain was holding back because he was underestimating Dovahkiin. I hope you guys understand.

Until next time!