I and my leader walked through the various winding, tiled, elaborately decorated, bright hallways of the castle estate to be gently deposited into the dark, crisp, spacious courtyard, as we approached the centre IlIya turned to me sharply and said "first things first, we need to test your abilities because not only do I need to know your capabilities in order to evaluate how best to utilise you in battle, you also need experience with said abilities to evaluate any changes and their extent in order to adapt, understood", "of course miss einzbern", "I would prefer to be IlIya, Ruby" "yes, I'm sorry" I state in a mature yet childishly high pitched utterance, "forget about it" IlIya said gently yet with slight force.
We, primarily myself, trained almost ceaselessly, our surroundings a constant cinphony of chaotic destruction, Steel blades slicing through crisp air, resonating sharp, piercing echoes as it smashes into the stone frame of the pathway, carving great cavanus canyons, spitting gravel and dirt from their lips, incasing all within a Terran mist. Occasionally said cinphony was punctuated by the deep, piercing crack of sniper fire as i shattered numerous targets of stationary and mobile status, there bodies a mosaic of misery, each and every bullet reflecting their screams.
As the training progressed throughout the day I discovered much of myself. First and foremost, while I do possess my semblance it seems that some how I've lost my aura, it appears mana is a suitable replacement. Secondly, my semblance behaves differently, for instance it can now phase through matter however it apparently has a varying neurological effect on IlIya relative to intensity /or duration. Thirdly and lastly the dust propellant, that powers my bullets and my leader forgot or chose not to mention, demonstrates minimal or nonexistent functionality and therefore were replaced with mana infused gunpowder propelled rounds as a substitute. After training IlIya and I retired for the night.
The next day post leader's morning training I equipped my other outfit and then dematerialised to accompany IlIya into town, not only to serve as her body guard but to gain tactical/strategic and generalised knowledge about the town's architecture, infrastructure people, especially other masters and master candidates, I was ordered to specifically trail, observe and categorise the actions of said targets, conversational behavial patterns of a master from a well known Magnus family, Rin Tohsaka, and a candidate called Shirou Emiya, adopted son of Kiritsugu Emiya, IlIya's father who abandoned her after her mother, a fellow homunculus, died in the fourth holy grail war as she calls it.
During the daylight hours, especially those of school, I noticed that just alike Shirou, Tohsaka heralded nothing of significant revalence, other then the fact she acts warm and social but is in fact detached and isolationistic which implies a mimetic, manipulative deceptive personality, and she possess three bright red gradually shrinking ring tattoos branded to her right hand in a manner and arrangement almost equal to the rose, cloak and scythe arrangement on my leader's equal hand. Their existence itself was expected, after all a master needs command seals, no the surprising element was the form, it seemed so unusual.
However, once she returned home things became interesting, AMAZING Even, for as soon as she entered the dwelling she sealed a majority of the windows and all doorways by barring with rune enhanced barricades, she then proceeded to collect what I can only surmise are magical ingredients, concoctions of great variety and a servant catalyst. Rin then elapsed till the early hours of the succeeding morn with rudimentary tasks until the conclusive summarisation at two am by chrometre, at which the pentagram engraved with mystic stones/ crystals became active, the catalyst centre my main focus as she began her chant, no sound conveyed across such a distance. As I watched light began to eminent from the pentagram, slowly building up until it erupted in a dark ruby-red glow that englazed the room's entirety as a burst of energy. When the light receded a seperate entity stood before his master, by the bow and speed-based twin short swords I ascertained he's of archer.
Deciding it's more sensible and huntressly decorumed to return to IlIya as I'm unable to eavesdrop upon a such conversations and archers class permits uniquely attuned detection, especially at range, with a final note of 'she possed command seal BEFORE summoning, most exotic and alarming', my position calmly and quietly yet quickly bloomed as a miniature tornado of rose petals. I used a system of short, statically erratic bursts to return rapidly and unseen. However, as I bypassed Emiya's domain, I noticed light spilling from betwix the panes of the lowly, decrepit maintenance shed located rear of the property, not to mention the crazy, insanely powerful indervidual essentially broadcasting from the same local. 'Another servant already' I asked myself, 'what did you see' IlIya asked, 'I didn't see it per say but shortly, and by that I mean at most two minutes, post archer's summoning another servant has been summoned', 'wait' said IlIya 'you've ascertained archer and their master' 'yes, I've confirmed his summoning prior to presence and his master Rin Tohsaka', 'okay, stop' she ordered, as I come to a halt atop a near by rooftop, 'I want you to observe Shirou and his servant to determain class and if possible identity', 'yes IlIya' I reply.
After I closed communications with my leader I carefully slammed crescent rose's blade deep into the rooftops edge in a flexible position to give myself overwatch of the entirety of Emiya and estate, as I did I entered comfortable, relaxed yet primed position. After a few infinitesimal moments I saw it, the slight sharp movements of one jumping from one roof to another, as I finally zeroed in on them I could see they were intentionally charging Emiya and at a rapid pace to boot. So, after correcting for range and wind resistance as well as bullet drop, I took aim of the head of the obvious servant, dressed in a blue armour set/ outfit armed with a narwhal spear, accounting for speed and...