AN: Hey all this is maticore and this is me giving my usual proclamation that I do not own the properties of either the Fate universe or the Harry potter universe. Both of these fascinating works of fiction belong to their own respective creators.

Return of the Guardian

Saber meet Saber

A sigh escaped from her as she sat at the head of the table. She really couldn't help it. She had known that the cluster fuck known as the grail war was coming up shortly, she had even been warned by her uncle Zelretch that her brother Shirou would be drafted into it no matter what. It was a fixed point in space/time. Something to do with his 'character development'.

Yeah Uncle Zel was screwed in the head, but he was fun that way. You just needed to avoid his more... interesting tricks. It kept you alert and on your toes.

So when she left for magic school this morning what she did not expect was to grow about 6 years due to a soul merge, to be nominated as the pseudo ruler and when she arrived home to clear her head come across what could only be described as a street fight between servants.

She sighed again. She had managed to herd them all into the house now shirou was cooking for them so she was sorting through everything that was bothering her.

She had to admit due to her soul merge she was what...sixteen? Her other self had been twenty one and she was eleven at the time of the merge so using her structural analysis magic on herself to get a grasp of the state of her physical state her body was stuck at the age of a sixteen year old till she caught up with it. Useful. This allowed her to use peak efficiency of her skills.

It seems that the Grail, despite not being sentient knew what it was doing. For once. Or did it have a guided hand. That was going into the kaleidoscope.

The body however. She will admit it was very pleasing. True she wished that it was not as petite as it was but she could tell that it was only as slim as it was due to it being built from muscle. Her toned stomach that was on display due to her armour was a prime example.

Her hair had lightened, a Silver platinum blond that shimmered in the light, with a long braid tied with a black bow at the seat of her back with some loose free hanging strands falling around.

She had to admit that she liked the way her hair looked, Along with her Piercing green eyes she left quite the impression.

However this was not what was had force the sigh out of her. She was sitting at the head of the table and to her right hand side was Mordred in her Casual clothing now normally she would have nothing wrong with this if not for the fact that directly across from her was what looked like a clone of her in a blue dress.

Now that in itself would have been strange, but it could have been passed off as twins except for the fact that both women had not blinked since they had sat down. Both had been Glaring at each other for at least ten minutes. It was getting ridiculous.

Finally Shirou returned with some tea for everyone. I headed to a special cabinet and pulled out a bottle of odgens Fire whiskey and threw it to Mordred. She would need it.

"Okay Tohsaka it appears that you are a master in this piece of crap known as the grail war, yes?" I asked snapping the girl out of her contemplation. She looked up at me in confusion. "erm yes but if you don't mind me asking but who are you?" I slowly nodded in understanding. She had never met me before so she would not be able to identify me.

"Well the oldest titles I have are Illya Brunestud Pendragon." I said in the most dead pan I could with my eyes on the woman in blue who immediately froze. Mordred smirked as she realized what I was doing. "I have been nominated as 'pseudo Ruler' for this little shenanigan." Now that caught Rins attention.

She had studied her fathers notes on the war and knew the conditions in which it took to summon a out of class servant. They where extra-ordinary. "Now Shirou you have been told by Kiritsugu about the war and what it entails, yes?" getting a shaky nod. It seemed to finally be hitting him. "Good." I said as I looked on seeing how the tension hung. And had finally had enough.

"FUCK IT!" I swear the tension in the room was so heavy it was unbelievable. Shirou was shaking like a leaf and The Tohsaka looked like she had wanted to do nothing but escape since she arrived. It was all because of one reason.

"You two!" I demand pointing at Mordred and the other sabre who looked startled at the amount of Command I put into my voice. She really shouldn't have I did say my name is brunestud you need to be commanding to get along with Primmy.

"Follow me The amount of killing intent leaking from both of you is ridiculous, the rest stay and talk shop for a while." so with the two following I led them to the dojo and threw them each a training sword. "Okay Mom. Granma I want the both of you to work out your differences be it beating the shit out of each other with the shinai, Fucking each other or talking I don't care but neither of you are leaving this room till this hatchet between you is settled for good." and with that I turned left and warded the room. Chuckling to myself as I went to inform Shirou it should be amusing.