Author's Note: Hi, thanks for supporting this fic. I would like to say thank you and most importantly, 'Don't expect too much'. I'm seventeen years old, and my english understanding and grammar are not good enough. I'm a student too so you all know how difficult it is for me to make my time doing this. I'm sorry if this story will not satisfy you, or even fit your imagination, but this story will continue whatever it takes. Those who reviewed- which is a surprise by the way-, you have my gratitude, those who followed and liked, you too can have my thanks. Those who want a slice of plan into this story, sure, go ahead. It's not for me; this is for 'that' Author and the Mordred and Hakuno pairing fanatics after all.

In a world where the sky is gray, and the humanity is on the stage of being extinct- a portal emerges in its atmosphere, it's blackness consumes the harsh black clouds into its void and the World felt the calm before the storm. And like it is in a negotiation for an exchange for such amorphous amount of water being swallowed to its mouth, the portal gives the World its reward…

And two little form comes about, almost too quick for someone to doubt if they really are a gift, or just something that the Portal wants to rid of and get away with. Those two forms, Mordred and Hakuno, are by no means prepared to skydive for about as high as an airplane can lift. Base on their wide eyes and faces that could not express emotions in such a rush, the two shoulder the consequences too late as they shoot not high up, but down below.

One, two, three, Hakuno blinks while processing what is happening. "…. We're falling?" she finally question… but truly, such question is definitely stupid to answer.

"NO SHIT WE ARE, ARE YOU BLIND HAKUNO?!" Yet Mordred yells her answer to the heavens anyway, hugging Hakuno close to her while she fears for their life, glancing at the ground below with mixed anger, fear, panic, hopelessness, and excitement switching every millisecond in her viewpoint.

"I'm falling…... what a déjà vu." Hakuno murmured to herself, not hearing the response due to the wallowing wind, looking at the ash colored sky as gravity pulls them down to earth.

Déjà vu.

An unknown feeling of doing something that 'felt' like it was repeating itself, but in reality, it is truly the first time it happened. For Hakuno, Déjà vu is a feeling that always occurs whether she's with Mordred, even if it's only holding hands or looking at the relax shoulder of her lover. Or just by seeing that golden strand of hair with her charismatic smile that does not fail to brighten up Hakuno's day and the never ending circumstances where they find themselves looking into each other's eyes, complimenting things like it was some sort of competition. However…..

'Déjà vu and falling should not be next to each other in a sentence…. Right?' The brown haired girl thought to herself, feeling her sense of balance fading in and out as her internal organs squeeze, clench or more specifically, in a state of chaos.

Hakuno ponders if she fell this high before, or even experience vertigo in this level, but all she could rummage in her pact mind is that… it is a combination of yes and no. The images- or was it memories? Dream? - flashes in like a movie, closing her eyes to keep it in as she treasures everything.

Every feeling. Every word. Everything… that keeps her longer in that void of darkness.

Just to see that hope again.

Her little lover dressed like a Knight in Shining Armor.

She's falling on darkness to save her life.

She jumped off the school's rooftop, just to escape those Shadows pursuing her with every step. It's like on the effigy again, the first time she was hunted, the first time she get hurt. Yet this is the most humiliating thing that she had done. Killing herself to not be someone's Pawn, jumping off the railings far down the earth.

Why? Why did she do it?

Is it because she fears of death itself? Or is it because, she jumped off just to avoid the Shadow she calls Death?

"It's futile, I'll be dead anyway." Conscience answers her but she rules the odds and defy herself, answering her own question… voicing out the truth.

The Shadow… or the one controlling it said, "Just be good, Senpai~ I'll take care of you… And you'll be mine~." Hakuno is innocent- someone says- but she, true to her word is not naïve to not know the double meaning behind those words.

She does not avoid death, nor she fears to die –again- but… owning her is something she do not accept. Being someone else's object is not on Hakuno's list, and thus, she wants the demise to follow her in, to protect her body, to shield her form to the impending desires. Because, she is already 'owned' by someone else…..

Someone who have a bad attitude, but with a heart of gold.

Someone with a contrasting personality, with a soul so bright.

Someone with a sword so big, it dwarfs the person's size…

But most importantly, Hakuno is owned because she loves that person in return, never minding their difference but still it blooms so strong.

And that person is the only one Hakuno are willing to become something less worthy, because she knows even if her status were to drop low to the ground…. That person- Mordred Pendragon- her beloved Servant, will surely make her stand equally as her own.

"Hah, finally destroyed! I was worried I should punish you for not remembering me, Master. That spell really is connected to your memories of me!" And at last, that person emerge just as the barrier concealing a red and white armor broke, as the Knight holds her extend hand and pull her close to her awaiting arms.

"Stopping me for helping you with that spell, hmph, what a pesky shit! Sorry Master, but what takes you so long!?"

"Me? Long? … Mordred?" she asks the horn helmed Knight. And though she's confident enough in her memories, the Knight dematerialize her armor in order to press their body closer, those eyes drilling holes into her own, but it gave off something comfortable, something sweeter than death itself.

"Ugh, nevermind. What a dummy Master." The Saber Class Servant huffs affectionately, nuzzling the honey scent hair of Hakuno. The little Master succumb into the warm feeling and the powerful beat of Mordred's heart, ignoring the rush of wind in their hair and the dropping sensation prickling in her senses as the serenity prolong itself. Longer and longer, the uncomfortable sensation starts to increase in level, making her squirm in the loving embrace of the Servant.

"But as much as I like prolonging this stay, you should probably wake up!" And as though the serenity leaves her be, Mordred too spoke up her suggestion in a rush manner, like a runner starting a marathon, which deeply confuse the brown haired girl.

"Why?" she responds, but in a blink of an eye- "..Ah." she remembers…..

"STOP DAYDREAMING 'CAUSE WE'RE FALLINGGGGGG IDIIIIOOOOOTTTTT!" With a last scream, Mordred swiftly change their position- Hakuno above and her body below-, to absorb the future terrible impact of roof upon herself…. Just so Hakuno will not be in pain.

So that her loveable, stupidest and 'dumbest' girlfriend will live after this ordeal.

'This will gonna hurt.' The blonde whimpers all the while a searing pain consumes her whole.

"That went well than I expected~…."

"Oi, pull yourself together, Gudako."

"Hah~, beeeeed~~~ My bed's calling meeeee~!" Gudako, an orange- haired girl wearing a formal wear of Chaldean's Security Organization slurs, being drag about by a black haired boy at the age of 18, silently approving to her statement as a brother will be, but he was unfortunate unlike his sister.

Being one of the two Masters alive which sustain hundreds of Servants is the cause of such unlucky circumstances to be the reason of such misfortune. He- Gudao and his sister, Gudako- is the only surviving Masters of Chaldea. An organization of professional Researchers and Magi which protects the world and maintain balances in any period of time by Rayshifting in order to correct the past distortions or future one's that may disintegrate humanity.

Of course, humanity in this present is next to a stage of extinction- thanks to Lev Lainur, this is the probability that the remaining nineteen staff members, two Masters and including Servants are working hard to not complete its stage. To protect the last remaining people, to protect the humanity from threats in past, present and future.

This is an organization where they put their lives into a single goal, 'to preserve the reign of Human Order', using FATE to accomplish 'Grand Orders'. And they- Gudao and Gudako are the very tip of the pencil, the frontline in the battlefield which accepts the brunt of the collision between worlds, and personally, Gudako thought it was unfair, but at the same time, it is the only thing that they are good at… when it comes to Chaldea Security Organization, of course.

"Now now, Gudako. I have a lot of work to do, so could you please walk to your room alone? We're not kids anymore, you know that."Gudao gradually spoke out his own complains, lightly pushing the sluggish body of his sister.

"Mou, don't wanna~~! Arturia's sword is worse than Gilgamesh, I can feel my bones breaking! Like I was stretch from out to in I can't feel the muscles anymore! It's so painful, can't you hear it Gudao- nii~?"

"…. In that sword part, I thought I hear something worth mocking." The black haired Master chuckled at his sister's description, putting his closet expression in a near overdrive of information.

"Wait…." Gudako narrowed her eyes in suspicion, and like a bulb light shining out, she understood the implication. "You're thinking about 'sex', are you? Bro, you're mean!"

"I know, I know~ But seriously Gudako, you're the only person I knew who will go against that hell to make them trust you." Gudao lightly laughs, thinking of Excalibur swinging from left to right, with its master's eyes burning with Hades fire, stomach's grumbling like a lion will and Arturia's laser sharp mind always telling the seen mistakes, the male Master could only let loose a shiver of fear.

"Well forgive me for my attitude, Gudao- sama~ but I'm not a slacker-" Gudako spats out, striking Gudao with an invisible arrow into his back. "A closet pervert, a dependent Master, a lazy butt and a freaking table worker who always pass the heavy lifting into poor ME! Do you know that I have to train all day to survive in there huh!?, Do you!?" the little sister throws the truth like a wildfire, smothering her brother with its truthfulness and humiliating fact.

'I could not help it though,' the embarrass boy sighs to his self. While he is the older of them two, Gudao is much more a lime light of moon when it comes to events concentrated in difficult time and areas, focused in decisive and organize strategy in the battlefield, the support that stabilize and ensure the mission is according to plan and accomplished with few casualties. He's not weak physically per se, but the relationships he have with his Servants are duller and colder. Gudao is a man that will ensure that they are the winner of such war, accompanied by serious and loyal Servants that do not refute problems that might fail missions. He calculate their usefulness over closeness, he value their skills rather than their personality and improvise their relationships through war, not after or before it.

"I know the feeling, Gudako. I really do, but you fit the bill on this one, I told you- I believe that you'll survive." He honestly responds, patting his little sister's head lovingly.

While Gudao may refer to as the coldest, the opposite is what you may call his sister as she's the warmest bundle of joy none could ever ask for. Gudako is a true warrior, in mind, heart and soul befitting to stand with the ancient heroes. While Gudao is the general, Gudako is the soldier, completing the given task with tactics even her brother could not figure out. She is a precious and rare person to have with that her Servants fell in love, respected and treat her as an equal to fit her to their seats in the Throne of Heroes. She value promises, friendship and relationships foreboding body closeness or even temporary infatuation. For her, having someone to watch her back while she turns around is better than those who protects the man in front but stabs them after.

"Huuuu, you meanie~….. I hate chu!" she pulls out in his embrace and walks away from him, turning so that she can walk backwards, admiring her brother's figure….. But at the same time, worrying for his life.

"And I love you…. My 'innocent' Imouto." The boy smiles at his sister, understanding something only siblings can feel… only family relatives can keep to themselves. Gudako could only blush at the sincerity of her brother's words….

If only… "Even though I will totally bet you're having your way with Olgamally Animusphere before she died, oh and I think I'll bet my life." Those words did not leave his mouth.

"For Cowsake! How many times do I have to tell you I'm not courting that biatch-y princess!? She was just fun to tease, why can't you understand that!"

"Totally not believing you!" Gudao guffaws, avoiding a flying boots coming his way – almost brushing into his cheeks in such proximity.

Her brows twitch in annoyance, a sign of Gudako ascending into a level where she can be called 'Berserk- Ryou'.

"How can I prove my innocence then, Judge Gudao- sama~?"

"Hm? Well, I don't know for sure," the boy shrugs his shoulders smugly, smirking to his sister's distaste before he continues. "It's not like a miracle will happen and someone will drop here saying you're an innocent girl." And as if he too- mock the World with honesty, his words suddenly became the death sentence of himself… and the key for opening a new 'blessings' to drop into their world.

And just like that, the Chaldean alarms flash bright red, warning everyone of an invasion which passes quite quickly into the most powerful barrier of Chaldea , surprising the two Masters when-

"Eh!?" Gudako release such noise.

A large smashing and exploding sounds came above them, almost too impossible to happen, as they are far down the basement and the ceiling give in to the pressure of the object dropping down. Backing away, the two quickly hide as the object stops at their floor, blowing dust and concrete everywhere- covering their vision in a short amount of time.

As the alarms went off, the dust clears out and the floor was submerged in a deafening silence, the two Masters peeks in to examine the damage…. And find something worth dropping their jaw for.

As two figures- one brown haired girl atop a wincing blonde haired girl that looks very familiar to Gudao and Gudako are clearly at the very epicenter of damages. The blonde girl groans at last, her body filled with scratches, blood, and painful swells. Seeing the two gawking Masters to the side of her hazy vision, she calls out weakly.

"Hey… the innocent looking girl over there, can you lift up this girl on top of me? It's unfair you know, I should be the one unconscious, not the other way around."

Long seconds passed and the two masters are still in a state of being petrified. Minding her ever growing sanity, Gudako finally asks something that she never knew would come true.

"You saying about me being innocent, bro?"

And at last, the chaos ensures.