A/N: I wrote this because I wanted to generate ideas in my head. I have another, much more important fanfiction I'm writing, and this is just to get my creative process running. Because I'm facing some writers block, I figured why not write some Kaguya-Sama fanfiction?

So here it is. A mixture of Artemis Fowl, Kaguya-Sama: Love is War, The Stormlight Archives, and more.

Miyuki Shirogane, servant of the Shinomiya's, was ready to kill at any moment. The order to kill was a surprise, but he did as his master required. No explanations were needed.

The Shinomiya ballroom was a lively place, chandeliers of silver and gold basking the rich and powerful with light like an artificial sun. Wine was poured, people were whispering, and a soothing string-orchestra was playing. Servants wandered around holding trays of exotic foods and drinks. This was the classic meeting the Shinomiya's pull every year, a fake celebration only to entice the rich. No promises here would ever come true.

The orchestra finished their song and began to switch with a new group. They didn't stop for applause, and they switched with a swift silence that could only come from years of practice. They knew their place and Shirogane knew his.

His radio buzzed. Shirogane raised the radio to his ear. "Yes?"

"Your shift is moving," the head of the guards said, "head towards balcony G-9."

"Yes sir," Shirogane replied coolly. Placing the radio in his pocket, he strolled through the crowd. The Shinomiya guards shifts were controlled by an AI who dictated the guards shifts at random. Yet his master predicted the switch perfectly.

She's a fierceful one, that's for sure. And he can spot her hanging around the front tables, taking a sip from her glass. Kaguya Shinomiya. The one daughter Gan'an Shinomiya had, one with long black silky hair and eyes so blood red. Skin white as a vampire, and fingers long yet wirily. She was called the Ice Queen at her school, and Shirogane didn't blame them the kids for calling her that.

He felt her eyes on him, as he was leaving the crowd.

Why are you doing this, Shinomiya? Shirogane thought, but he pulled his gaze away. If he was caught spying on Kaguya, he could lose his job. And that would blow the mission. He couldn't assassinate Ga'an from here since he already retired to sleep, only his sons holding the house together. His sons were lounging in a mini-bar, laughing together as they devoured down drinks.

Not very responsible.

Finally escaping the crowd, he found himself before the main hallway. Using a keycard to open it, he slipped to the main household. The ballroom room was also a lie to trick the rich, and the truth was only a single room away.

A crack in the wall was obvious at first glance, but you would soon notice the squeaky and dust covered floor. The paintings were rubbing away, and the lights above were flickering; the Shinomiya's only had enough money to fix the ballroom. The Shinomiya's were running out of money, and they were loosing it fast. Only lies hold the household together, and it will only take a year for everything to break if they don't do anything.

Ai Hayasaka was waiting for him as he entered, crossing her arms. She was Kaguya's maid and head of the staff. She was part Irish, and it shows in her blond hair and blue eyes. She regarded his every movement as he approached, narrowing her eyes.

"She predicted it right," Hayasaka said.

"As always," Shirogane said. "She's the master after all."
Hayasaka sighed, gesturing to a door to the side. Entering a small office, she locked the door behind them. Shirogane got out a case from the side and opened it. Inside it was a tactical-shotgun, some earplugs, but most importantly a shining bright bulb of energy. Stormlight they call it. The old magic of humans that was lost long ago. Until now, of course.

Preparing himself with the gear, he noticed Hayasaka frowning.

"I don't like this."

"You never liked this," Shirogane replied, loading the shotgun. This assassination wasn't supposed to be stealthy, this was a loud hostile takeover. "But I trust her well enough."

"You don't understand," Hayasaka said. "Kaguya is a nice person. She doesn't want to actually kill anyone!"

Shirogane grabbed the bulb of Stormlight, feeling the energy ripple through his hands. "I don't know what she's thinking either, but… there has to be a good reason to do this."

Hayasaka groaned. "Do you understand what you're doing? You're going to murder people in cold blood! Kaguya seems to trust you more than she trusts me, you have to convince her to stop this madness."

Shirogane paused, glancing at Hayasaka. "Master promised that she would kill him. And I will honor her."

No matter how much I'm against this too…

Shirogane pocketed the bulb, before exiting the office.

"You will regret this," Hayasaka called out.

"Then why are you helping me with the killing? You shut off the security cameras, supplied me with the gear, and manipulated the staff." Shirogane said. "I may be a killer, but at least I'm not a hypocrite."

Shirogane kicked open the office door, breaking the lock. He knows Gan'an sleeping arrangements. This will be easy.

Rushing through the hallway, he then sprinted up the set of stairs. The shotgun was heavy, but he spent years training and went through obstacles ten times worse than this.

A group of chiefs blocked his way, but they were easily pushed aside. They were so startled that they didn't even shout at him as he zoomed through the building. He would be faster and stronger if he absorbed the Stormlight from the bulb, but doing that would be a waste of the magical energy.

Ending up on the third floor, he skidded to a stop. The passageway was blocked by a group of guardsmen, carrying heavy weaponry. As if that would stop him.

"HALT!" the man outfront called. "You cannot pass! Turn back now!"

Shirogane stared at the man. The guard paused, before staring back. "Why are you here? Do you need anything, puppet? Did Kaguya send you to get her purse or something?"

Shirogane sighed. "No, friend. I have to put this back in her room."

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the bulb of Stormlight. The light emanating from it was strong here, pure power radiating from the sphere.

The guard didn't bulge.

"Yeah, yeah. That so called Stormlight thing. I heard a group of maids talking about it. Some magical orb that grants you super powers." He laughed, but the rest of the group didn't join in. It seems they didn't share the commanders sense of humor. And neither did Shirogane, who was already sick of this douche.

"Just let me through."

"You can't," a guard said while the head guard laughed away. "We need written permission. I'm sorry about that, kid, but you can't pass."

Shirogane sighed, closing his eyes. So much for keeping these people alive. Breathing in deeply, Shirogane drew the Stormlight from the orb. The Stormlight powered through him, raging like a storm through his body. It called at him, telling him to fight and kill. And his body exploaded into light, temporary blinding his vision.

The storm within him urged him to strike and it urged him to kill. Dropping the now empty bulb, Shirogane faced the men. They paused, eyes widening at his new power.

"The heck?"

"I'm sorry," Shirogane whispered. "But you have to go down."

Shirogane became the storm. Charging at the head guard, he bashed the man in the face with his shotgun. The guards nearby stepped away, surprised, but he already took care of them. Punching one in the gut, he shot the other with a simple blast. The Stormlight within him steadied his arm and made the shot have less recoil. A guard nearby had the presence to try and punch him, but Shirogane grabbed his fist.

Shirogane Lashed the man to the ceiling. Stormlight escaped from his body, cooling Shirogane slightly as it escaped, before entering the guard. Suddenly the man began to lose his balance, before screaming as he zipped towards the ceiling above. The man's up has become down now. Smashing into the ceiling, Shirogane didn't have time to watch him as he had other goons to handle.

Firing at another surprised guard, the man's face was blasted to smithereens. Drenching the man behind him with blood, more screams escaped the room. But Shirogane took quick work of the rest of them.

Soon there was only the man on the ceiling who was left, screaming for help. But the stormlight running through the man was not infinite and soon the energy running through him would be gone. Once it runs out, his gravity would go back to normal. That's how Lashing works.

So Shirogane could only watch as the man's Stormlight ran out, and his gravity returned to normal. The guard cried as he fell back to the floor, before smashing into the ground. Turning away, Shirogane could hear more shouts from around him.

So they finally hear…

The plan was moving quite fine.

Rushing through the now open path, Shirogane decided to Lash himself to the end of the hallway. Gravity shifting, Shirogane found his entire body twisting towards what is considered 'down' now. Falling across the hallway, Shirogane's vision was a blur of movement. Stopping his Lashing halfway through, his gravity returned to normal and he rolled for the rest of the way forward.

Suddenly stopping, he balanced himself carefully. Changing gravity makes his head hurt slightly, and he wasn't all that practiced with this magic. And the Stormlight on him was running out, the energy escaping from his body. He was near Gan'an's room anyways. Time for business.

Running, he passed through a few empty hallways, watching for any traps. The hallway was too quiet, and there seems to be little movement. That was a little concerning. Then he heard it, only a few blocks away from the leader of the Shinomiya's block.

Stepping carefully, Shirogane's Stormlight enhanced ears could hear breathing from the sides. Hiding in a room nearby, there must be a full squad of guards, guns ready. They must be planning to ambush him once he enters their view.

A clever plan, but one that wouldn't work.

Shirogane got out a hand grenade. Tossing it towards them, he covered his ears as it exploded. Waiting a couple of heartbeats, he ran forward again, pushing aside the rampant smoke and fire. The grenade was special, and was more powerful than a normal bomb.

Finally ending up in the leader's room, Shirogane kicked the door open. The door exploded into thousands of pieces, wooden pieces flying through the air. Stepping inside, Shirogane raised his gun.

The room was a large square piece, a miniature river flowing through the sides. A traditional bed was placed in the middle, wooden frame carved with blessings and carvings of past Shinomiya leaders. Red curtains hung around the room, mixing in with charms and pendants. It should be messy, but Shirogane somehow found the decorations quite… sterile. Everything was placed to an exact measure, just to look nice and impressive. This was not a man who actually cares about culture but one who pretends so.

And there he was. Gan'an Shinomiya, short silver hair, with the classic vampire white skin. His eyes were a dim green, and intelligent. His gaze seemed to take Shirogane apart, piece by piece.

"I see," he said. "It was you."

Shirogane paused, the guards could've killed him, but this man seemed to be defenseless.

The man sighed. "So she plans to kill the rest of my sons too. Neat."

Shirogane approached, glancing around for any traps. "So you're the real one."

"Of course," the man snorted, "our family never backs down from anything. You should already know that, puppet."

Shirogane pointed his shotgun at the man. "I don't want to kill you."

He laughed. "Of course you do. Don't lie to me. But before I go, I would like to have a word with you."

"And that is?" Shirogane asked tiredly.

Gan'an took a sip from a nearby cup. "She will never love you back."

Shirogane stopped. "What?"

"I just told you," the man said, voice like a stabbing icicle, "my daughter will never love you back. You'll never win her heart, the battle was lost before you even came! But that's beside the point. Do you know what she's truly planning?"

"I trust in Kaguya," was all Shirogane could say.

"You don't," he said, getting up. "The old magic is coming back, and so will the Fae. The Stormlight you consume, her plans, what's truly going on, it all comes back to them!"

Shirogane wanted to pull the trigger and end him, but something stopped him. He didn't know exactly what but he couldn't shoot him. "What are you talking about?"

"She wants to rob them, you see," the silver haired man said, "rob their gold and their magic. She sees our failing richness and our fall, so she decides to turn towards the supernatural. You don't understand now, but she's willing to risk everything just to get more powerful. And she calls me a monster!"

He laughed, before finally getting to his feet. "My death is inevitable, just shoot me now while I'm on my feet. I'd rather die with my pride intact, you see."

Facing Shirogane, Gan'an took his last breath.

"I lived a good enough life, after all."

Shirogane fired, taking out the man's head. Head bursting to pure red, it splattered all over the bed behind him. The headless body flopped onto the floor, a pool of blood leaking from the open wound.

Staring at the body, Shirogane sighed. He had no idea what the man was saying, but it seems like Kaguya has more secrets than he thought. It doesn't matter, not now anyways. People were shouting, the house was filled with alarm bells, and fire crackled in the air. All he can hope is that Hayasaka finished off the heirs.

Destroying the nearby wall, with a Stormlight infused punch, he Lashed himself into the open sky. Gravity shifting his body, he faced towards the night sky. Wind rushed around him and the feel of a cool nights air made him shiver.

But he escaped, and pulled off the plan. Just as Kaguya ordered. And that was all that mattered.

Kaguya calmly walked up to the dead body of her sibling. His body was covered in dozens of bullet holes, Hayasaka standing above him, revolver twirling around her finger. She looked regretful.

"Mission complete?" she asked.

Hayasaka nodded her head dimly. "Shirogane reported that he killed your father."

Kaguya looked towards the dead body. "A shame that you had to kill my nephew. I had fond memories of him."

"You're changing the subject."

"I rather not talk about that man," Kaguya whispered. "But we do have confirmed heir deaths for all the main branches for the Shinomiya's?"

"We do," Hayasaka said. "I also have pictures of their death bodies."

The servant looked disgusted and Kaguya felt a little guilty. Hayasaka was with her for what seems like years. They were practically sisters, yet she made her do this dirty work. She really was a monster. But to complete her plan, she has to do this. No matter what social consequences may happen. She was a Shinomiya after all. And Shinomiya's never love.

"Good, we got them all," Kaguya said softly. "But this is just the end of stage 1. There are many stages left. Stage 2 is just starting..."

"Stage 2?" Hayasaka asked. "I thought this was the end!"

"There's more going on here," Kaguya whispered. "There's a reason why I made it obvious that I did the attacks. I know my lawyers can keep me from getting sued or arrested, but to pull off my plan, I need full funding and something else…"

She didn't need to say more. Hayasaka will never betray her, and they both know it. Kaguya just needs her in a more stable position so she doesn't mess up the plan.

Kaguya searched through her nephew's body, searching through his goods. And there she found it, a small bulge on his leg. She pulled a tiny golden book from his pocket. About the size of a small dictionary, she began to flip through the pages.

"Do you know what this is?" she asked.

Hayasaka rolled her eyes. "Of course I know what that is!"

"Calm down," Kaguya said, even though she didn feel a little sick. Only a momentary weakness, she tells herself. She would get over their deaths sooner than later. "This is the book of the fairies. An ancient race that used to live with us humans."

The words on the page were ineligible to her, made from fairy scripture. But modern translation devices could probably crack the code.

"The Shinomiya's are a very old conglomerate, and there was a reason why we go so influential." Kaguya placed the book in her pocket. "We stole gold from the Fae. And we won."

Hayasaka shook her head. "You're insane. You actually believe this crap?"

Kaguya faced Hayasaka, sighing. "You saw a man use magical powers to decimate his enemies, yet you can't believe in fairies. Follow me then. I'll show you the truth, I promise."

Hayasaka took a deep breath. "This better be good."

"It will be," Kaguya said gently. "It will."

And a Shinomiya always keeps her promises, no matter what happens.