Chapter 4: The King Meets Her Subject Again

A/N: Thanks for the no. of reviews in just one day. So I have decided to finish this fic before going back to the others. Be grateful!

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He looked at the body of the King. Everything was fine until the last few hours. He cursed himself for ultimately causing her death.

He remembered the last moments of their meeting, years ago and years later (in actual time).

As the Sun sets into the mountain, she faces him and says, "Shiro... I ... love you..."

He was overwhelmed by the blinding light and regretted not seeing her again... until now...

"Darn... it had been fifteen years ago..." he muttered, "and yet... those words etched into my mind so vividly..."

Suddenly, a spark of hope aroused in him.

"Where the hell is this place called 'Avalon'?"

"Avalon... the scabbard of Excalibur..."

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A/N: Sorry for the interlude, but things are going extremely dramatic from now on... a piece of work inspired this chapter and the next one... by a dearest composer who died of cancer just days ago... no, not a ghost story interlude, but his famous piece (or not so famous, it is not widespread in the internet) "Ji Liu" or Intense Flow after translation in Chinese, is this inspiration. The remaining parts of this chapter is divided into two parts, in tribute to his symphony...

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1- Prayers

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"Avalon... where is it? I must find it..."

"Or else... I might never see her again..."

"She means so much to me... I have battled the modern society for fifteen years after her return just to see her again..."

"And I saw her for another five days..."

"But yet she does not recognise me... I know that, for I was Archer, just another Holy Spirit of the Grail..."

"And now, once my wish was granted, to see her back in this time, she had to die to save me... I shouldn't have let my guard down... if not, she would not have died and I would never be in such pain..."

"And yet, her real personality is a complete mystery to me... for those days I had been with her, she did not even once show her true personality fully to me... but she knows mine... Tohsaka was right... I was foolish to have made the pact... right now it has caused me more pain..."

"My dearest friend, you must know that you carried on with hope... do not lose your hope..."

"Wait... who are you... and why is your voice so familiar?"

"I am the one who created the world at first, and the one who makes your wishes true."

"So it's you... but why do you still communicate to me, now that I have terminated the contract?"

"My real role in this universe is not to play a sadistic game with all of you people. My creator, the Titan, set me with this purpose of making joy in this world. The Holy Grail War is not for anything else... if people have fought for their happiness, I would jolly well grant them eternal happiness, and there is where Avalon comes in..."

"So where is it?"

"Set out for a voyage in the raging seas, and the answer would come to light..."

"Will I meet her?"

"Yes... all spirits will go there, regardless whether they served under my contract or not. Perhaps, you might even find some people whom you are familiar with. But once it is time, you two shall be reborn into the world, and serve humanity once again. I shall meet you soon, Emiya Shiro..."

"So I must bring her and me to the open sea..."

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2- Voyage

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He and her was on the large ship, destined to sail for Avalon. Bedivere had instructed, "Please bring her happiness, Sir Shiro..."

He now looked at her, and crept down beside her and started to speak.

"If you feel bored, Saber, I shall talk to you now..."

Once they entered the oceans, the waters raged violently, and the ship was thrown into a mess. Many people would have thoughts of sailing the opposite direction, but not him.

"Saber... we are entering Avalon together, and there is where we shall meet again..."

Now, even lightning struck the ship once in a while, fire erupted, but was put out very quickly by the raging sea.

"You know how I missed you since those fifteen years. You were waiting for only a few hours... I had to wait for fifteen years. Such is the cruel fate of life..."

He felt seasickness, from the ship moving up and down quickly due to the rapid tides, but he had to hang on.

"Damn... didn't expect the Holy Grail to help us as well, thought it was a ruthless form of god which was here to seek entertainment for himself..."

Water was tearing the deck of the ship, however, he was undisturbed.

"And now... I think we will meet once more, in just a moment..."

Water quickly flooded the ship. Darkness was quick to engulf him, and all went black.

His answer had come...

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He was lying on a grass hill. The wind blowed the grass occasionally, bringing about some breeze.

He opened his eyes. He scanned the area around him. He was near the top, and at the top, he could see some trees. Beside him were hills of other sizes, with different buildings on each of them. Expectedly, he found his hill to have a castle.

When he entered the castle, a familiar figure entered his eyes.

She was dressed in the same armour, this time with a crown and royal cape on as well.

"Welcome to Avalon, Shiro..."

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A/N: Final chapter coming very soon... and so thank you for not throwing those tomatoes...

Pls R and R! No flames please... you should appreciate the fact that I made this into a nice happy ending for all of you...

And we have a Preview...

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PREVIEW: CHAPTER 5

In the castle, he talked to the King and everyone in the castle, and felt content, but he wanted to do more for the English world...

Chapter 5: The King, Her Subject, England's Glory; The Passing of Hope...

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A/N: And that is all... the chinese symphony was composed by Mr Yang Pei Xian, and part 4 of his piece, Passing Lights, will be the theme for the last chapter. Until then, see you there...