Hello, everyone! Well…I gotta say that the only thing I'm actually any good at is a story with my OCs involved. I really don't think I could work well with only canon characters. I have writer's block, persistence on maintaining the personalities of canon characters…Yeah, I'm pretty much screwed. Oh, and sorry that this took more than a week. Was a little busy and such.

That aside, the prologue is now over and the story line truly begins! Get ready, 'cause here's Chapter 1! Oh, and I don't own Fate Zero or Kingdom Hearts.


Fate/Catalyst

Chapter 1: The Enemy is a King

Week 1, Day 6

3rd POV

Wielder sat down on the grass of the eerily quiet Fuyuki Central Park. The sun has just risen above the horizon when he came here to calm down. Last night's events caused him a high amount of panic, which doesn't come to him often.

"…Of all things to happen…why did my little brother get involved in this mess?" Wielder muttered before he began to ramble, "I could tolerate the war devolving into a humongous fight against the god of all evils! I can tolerate fighting a dangerous warrior and getting stabbed 100 times! I can fight with absolutely no honor and even steal from people! Heck, I can even go plunging into a giant demon's stomach! But WHY MY BROTHER?!"

The Servant inhaled some oxygen inwards before breathing out, calming him from his raging rant. This was not a time to get furious. Now that his brother was involved in this battle, he had to do whatever he could to protect him.

After all, Kinto was the most precious person he had, more so than any of his power. Until he is capable of handling anything without his help, he would not tolerate any harm coming to his brother.

Wielder continued to sit in a meditative stance for a while longer. The sun has finally risen above the horizon. Despite the unnerving atmosphere of the park's silence, this view of the sunrise was a majestic sight to behold. The Servant wished he could see this sight every day in whatever time he had left in his life. How long will it last? That's a thought he wondered about his lifespan. He didn't know when it would end.

He did not even know when it began.

"…?!"

The Servant summoned forth a wooden staff as he got into a fighting stance. From now on, he wouldn't know who would be watching him from this point; but in war one should keep his trump cards hidden. Thus, he would have to avoid using his Keyblade for the majority of the time during this war.

A crowd of Neoshadows rose up from the ground and surrounded Wielder from all directions. This place is primarily abandoned for most of time, so he shouldn't worry too much about attracting the attention of witnesses.

"Bring it."

Wielder rushed towards the crowd in front of him.

"Better finish this quickly. I still have to prepare breakfast."

=O=

"Ne, Kinto-kun, why is there a bandage around your hand?" Kotone asked with concern. Rin had a curious look on her face. How did the blonde boy injure himself? Sometime last night? His hand appeared completely fine yesterday.

"Er…yeah, I bruised my hand last night when I fell down some stairs. Luckily, I didn't get injured," Kinto replied with a nervous voice.

Last night was hectic for the boy. Heiwa explained everything about what was happening in the city. About the Grail War, seven spirits of famous heroes, and a fight to the death. Kinto hesitantly took in all of this information and how his brother and now he were a part of the battle. According to his older brother, the Servants fighting in this war were leagues above any Heartless.

"I know I wanted to do something more than normal, but this is not funny," the blonde boy thought to himself, "A fight to the death, huh? And how bro said these Servants could be on level with him…I should stay away from this battle."

Besides, being involved in this war means potentially involving people around him if he isn't careful. His older brother said that some Masters or Servants may go after other Masters. And no witnesses of events in this war are to be kept alive.

"Kinto, what's wrong? You look a little pale."

The Tohsaka daughter asked Kinto with worry. His anxiety apparently caused his face to lose some of its color.

"Ah, it's nothing! Nothing at all!"

"Don't lie! If there's something wrong you should go see the nurse."

"Seriously, girls, I'm fine!" Kinto replied as he spoke with a fake vigor. Thankfully, Kotone and Rin decided to drop the matter if Kinto was definite on being well. The three hustled toward the school as the sun continued to rise into the sky.

From a nearby tree, Wielder watched his little brother go with his friends. It seems that nothing horrible will happen to his little brother while he was away. Kinto would be around people, and it's highly improbable that Servants will attack around such large groups of people or even at this time of day. This area was also outside Fuyuki City limits, so the chances of Servants or Masters around this area are relatively slim to none.

"In that case, I might as well patrol the city. The locations on the map need to be checked as well," Heiwa muttered to himself.

As he found out, Heiwa, as an abnormal being whose conditions were manually altered, could not enter spirit form. This ability allowed one to be invisible to the naked eye and existent without physical, visible form, allowing one to be untouchable to physical objects or obstructions.

But the disadvantage of inaccessibility to an astral form is negligible. His class skill should provide the needs to cover that disadvantage.

"First, the harbor."

With that in mind, he warped away from the area.


=O=

Week 1, Day 7

Einzbern Castle, Germany

In the snowy fields outside of the Einzbern Castle, Saber had been practicing her swordmanship with a blade she borrowed from the castle. As Kiritsugu and Irisviel were apparently busy inside the castle, she decided to pass time in the forest sharpening her skills. Dullness in the blade and its user should not be tolerated.

She finished the succession of swings with a wide slash that flung up the snow around her with great force.

"As expected from the wielder of Excalibur, Arthur Pendragon," spoke a cheery voice.

"Irisviel," Saber exclaimed, noticing the white-haired woman's presence. She had been covered with snow by Saber's previous slash. Expressing slight nervousness at being found out, she quickly sheathed the sword in its scabbard and apologized.

"Ex-excuse my rudeness. I borrowed a sword from the castle. I felt it necessary to exercise my movement for the upcoming conflict. I'm sorry."

Saber was wary of the enemies' abilities and their power. She needed to be constantly at her full potential. But she did express acknowledgement that she shouldn't take action on her own will so freely.

"Don't worry about it," Irisviel reassured the sword-wielding Servant, "I shouldn't have approached you carelessly anyways."

"Where's Kiritsugu?"

"He is with Ilya. We'll be departing for Japan tomorrow after all."

"I see…"

Saber had been surprised by that piece information, based on her first impression of her Master.

"Are you still upset with Kiritsugu's attitude towards you?" asked Irisviel curiously.

"Frankly, my impression of my master was that of a cold-hearted person," Saber spoke with honesty, "But seeing how Kiritsugu treats you or your daughter, I believe that I have insulted my Master."

She still remembered about the events that happened the night before. Her appearance had surprised Kiritsugu and Irisviel tremendously, but her Master apparently hardened back into an emotionless façade and the lack of communication between them became apparent. Kiritsugu would deliberately ignore any questions or words from Saber, and the sword-wielding Servant could not understand the reason for such actions.

Irisviel's laughter cut Saber out of her thoughts as the Servant questioned the silver-haired woman for her reaction. The two discussed a bit about Altria's history and legend. Saber expressed here disappointment about how much her behavior as the man named King Arthur has crystallized into history.

"Does Kiritsugu hold me in contempt due to my true form as a woman?" questioned Saber, "Did he think that I do not deserve to take up the sword?"

"No, he can clearly see the power you possess, and he wouldn't misjudge a Heroic Spirit who obtained the class of Saber based on those reasons," Irisviel told Saber, "…If he's angry, there's a different reason."

"Angry?"

Saber exclaimed this out loud in front of Irisviel with disbelief. What reason would her Master be angry with her? There should be no reason, as they never even communicated even once.

Irisviel explained to Saber that Kiritsugu's anger was directed more to her legend. About how the people had mercilessly placed the burden of a king upon a little girl. Despite Saber's retort that she had accepted this fate when it was placed before her, the Einzbern homunculus explained that it made it all the more frustrating.

Saber now felt contempt at her Master's reasons. This was not something he should express anger at, as he had no right to do so.

"That's why he remains silent."

Upon those words, Saber fell silent as she started to piece together what Irisviel was trying to say. The two cannot reconcile, as their natures and ideals contradict one another. Kiritsugu had resigned himself to that.

…And this was the reason Irisviel was to act as a substitute Master in place of Kiritsugu. Altria drew the blade from the scabbard once again.

"I give you my thanks, Irisviel. If you were not my replacement Master, I would have lost this war without even fighting."

"The feeling is mutual. I wish for my husband to obtain the Grail."

Kiritsugu is a man who, to fight against the cruelty of the world, became more ruthless than anyone else. His and Irisviel's wish from the Grail was to cease all bloodshed and conflict in this world. It was a wish that both are willing to risk their lives for.

"The wish I aim to achieve from the Grail is the same," Saber resolutely agreed as she executed a few more practice swings with the sword, "The salvation of Britain which I could not bring forth by my own hand…I believe you and Kiritsugu are heading down the correct path."

"Is that so…"

"Irisviel," Saber spoke as she sheathed the blade once again, "You trust Kiritsugu to a great extent. The two of you cannot think of possessing the bliss of a normal family."

"But if Kiritsugu thinks the same way for me…both are equal desires that shall reap no reward," Irisviel replied, "So Saber, can you please not hate Kiritsugu for thinking this?"

"Of course."

If it was for the sake of such a wish, she will not hold hatred towards her Master for such thoughts. But another question came into Saber's mind.

"But Irisviel, should you not bid farewell to your daughter, like Kiritsugu?" Saber questioned.

"It's all right. Even if I am no longer here, it does not mean I've disappeared and gone. She and I are the same. We are women of the Einzbern," Irisviel explained to Saber, "She will understand when she reaches adulthood."

Saber was puzzled upon hearing those words, but…what Irisviel was implying that even if she dies there was no true farewell between she and her daughter. But what Saber would not allow is Irisviel to die. It was her sworn duty given to her by her Master.

"Irisviel, you will survive!" the King of Knights declared with firmness. She discarded the sword she held in her hand and grasped on to something invisible. Swinging it once, she cleaved through a group of thick trees with ease.

"I will protect you to the end. I wager that on the pride of this blade!"

Irisviel, surprised by Saber's sudden declaration and determination, was now completely assured that with Saber at their side they shall achieve victory.

"For the sake of you and your master, obtain the Grail, Saber! The millennium-long desire of the Einzberns shall end, and my daughter and I shall be released from our fate."

"You are the only one we can rely on, Altria Pendragon!"

Saber gave a nod of agreement. She will win: for the sake of Irisviel, for her Master's sake. Saber shall achieve victory for the sake of their wish and the aversion of her country's destruction. Her pride as a Heroic Spirit demands it.

If only they knew of the sad fate that awaited at the end.

=O=

Night has fallen on Fuyuki, and a silhouette could be seen under the moonlight as he stood behind a railing. Kirei's empty eyes gazed over the lit up city of Fuyuki. He had received information from the church that earlier today Caster had been summoned. Which mean that all…seven Servants were summoned.

When he told his father about the incident that happened at the church three days ago, Risei had been befuddled by the incident, as it was guaranteed that Assassin had been the only Servant summoned so far. No other Servant had been shown on the "spirit board". Nobody normal could match a Servant, even if he or she was a magus. The incident confused to him no end; it had been in question what had killed one of the Assassins.

But two nights before when five of the other Servants were summoned, another had appeared afterward.

Assassin

Lancer

Saber

Archer

Rider

Berserker

These names have appeared near simultaneously on the spirit board indicating the summoning of those respective Servants. However, the spirit board began to spark only a few seconds later as letters started to fade in at the end of the list.

But instead of the expected word, Caster

Wielder

This anomaly had been far from normal, as it should not be possible. It was made even more ridiculous when Caster's name appeared on the spirit board yesterday. This meant that there are not simply seven Servants in the war, but eight, including an additional eighth Master if possible.

Kirei cleared his thoughts for now. The presence of an abnormally summoned Servant should be worth noting, but he must play his part in the current plan.

"Head to the Tohsaka mansion. Infiltrate its defenses and kill Tokiomi Tohsaka. Do not fear of having to face Archer."

That was the order that his Master gave him an hour ago. Assassin was on a ledge overlooking the backyard of the Tohsaka mansion. An intricate system of boundary fields was set up in that location; it would be hard-pressed for any Servant or Master to pass through there undetected.

But he was of the Assassin class, so he should be able to pass through the area easily with his skills in infiltration and his prior experience to guarding the Tohsaka mansion. He would accomplish the assassination of Tokiomi; Assassin was aware that the familiars of the other Masters were watching now, but it wouldn't make much a difference as long as Tokiomi did not spot him. They would simply see him take the Tohsaka Master out of this war.

Even Archer wouldn't expect one of his allies to kill his Master. He had no idea why he was ordered to assassinate Tokiomi, but it was likely due to the Tohsaka Master not being a strong enough ally. Perhaps a failure in summoning the desired Servant?

Assassin leapt off of the railing and ran down the hillside at superhuman speeds. The trees appeared to part ways for him as he continued running towards the Tohsaka mansion. Once he emerged from the forest, he took a high leap before hurling several knives at the jewels placed on the posts surrounding the mansion's perimeter, taking out the outermost boundary field.

Bypassing the initial alarm fields in astral form, he made it halfway through before stopping. At this point, blind spots in the bounded fields were null. The destruction of the field must be done manually for the other half.

Looking out into the garden, he could discern the movements of the trackers revolving around statues in the garden. Those were likely the keystones that held the bounded fields in place.

Assassin calmly walked into the range of the boundary fields, casually dodging the trackers. His movements were smooth like water and flowing like air as he avoided being detected with ease.

"Too easy," muttered Assassin in a cocky tone as he performed a handstand to dodge another.

So far, everything was going smoothly as Assassin approached ever more closely to the first keystone. Landing in front of it, he reached out a hand towards the keystone.

Until it was suddenly pierced by a spear shot from somewhere above; the boundary field was deactivated altogether, but Assassin was nailed in impact came as a shock to Assassin as he quickly began to look around for the culprit.

There was no need.

=O=

Standing on top of another hill nearby, Wielder looked down on the scene below. He came to investigate the Tohsaka household, as he detected to significant prana signatures over in the area. Apparently he came in time to watch Assassin infiltrate the Tohsaka mansion.

Using his skill All-Around Specialist, he was capable of using B-rank Presence Concealment. It was inferior to the level Assassins are able to use it, but the Servants of that class do not necessarily have a way of detecting Servants using the ability. He was in the green zone for now.

"Assassin's purpose for infiltrating the manor must be the assassinate the Tohsaka Master," Wielder mused to himself as he watched Assassin move in, "Isn't that a bit reckless? I do not doubt that Assassin can bypass the Bounded fields in this garden, but I'm more worried about the Servant the Tohsaka Master has."

Based on what he could see, Assassin had no defining traits in particular. Besides some of the typical abilities possessed by the class, there was nothing defining about the Heroic Spirit in particular. But it seemed like it was all he needed to bypass the security system and reach the one of the mechanisms.

Wielder's eyes widened as he suddenly detected the presence of another Servant, and its signature was far more powerful than any other he had felt so far in this world. Turning his gaze towards the roof, he was met with a sight that covered the night sky around it with a majestic golden brilliance.

"Pathetic worm crawling on the ground, who gave you permission to come here?"

Arrogance was the first word that came into Wielder's mind. That tone was definitely from someone with a heavy amount of arrogance; however, he got a feeling that this arrogance had more than enough power behind it to back it up. It felt as if this man, despite the arrogant tone, had every right to question anyone's actions, make any demand he wished, and bring judgement upon whoever.

He dislikes arrogance greatly, but the newest Servant held toleration for tremendous amounts of it.

But the amount this man held exceeded that limit. Not even most nobles he met possessed this much. It felt like it belonged to one who truly believed that he was above all. Arrogance and pride was a natural trait for this man, in every mannerism he held.

Mildly glaring at the golden-armored Servant on the roof, he made a quick analysis of the Servant that had just appeared. Golden hair and crimson eyes that do not belong to mortals were present on the man's features. The eyes glared with disdain, angered at this assassinating Servant's 'impudence'. The air around the Servant was rippling with a golden hue as countless weapons emerged out of thin air.

The sight would have been considered as frightening to even most Servants, especially they were the target of those blades, axes, halberds, and spears. Those weapons meant instant kill, a frightening thought. But what was more fearsome to Wielder was that this man was not even attempting to try. This was a small fraction of that Heroic Spirit's capabilities.

More weapons showered down on Assassin in a storm of death, killing the Servant in an instant. It appears like one Servant had been removed from the war.

"You are not worthy to gaze upon me. Worms should stare at the ground like the worms they are."

"…I'll go assess the abilities of this Servant firsthand in combat," thought Wielder as he leapt off the hill and ran towards the mansion with blinding speeds.

There were two reasons why Wielder dared to even engage such a Servant in direct combat. The first was to see firsthand the potential danger of the Archer's ability, based on what he saw from the slaughter of Assassin. Individual weaons of high worth and ability were the arrows fired at Assassin with destructive force. So many Noble Phantasms should be impossible for any Servant; a field assessment would provide more information on this ability of Archer's.

The second was more personal. Wielder could not tolerate the kind of person that Archer was. He simply could not tolerate such behavior.

Archer turned his glare towards the approaching enemy. Tokiomi never told him that there would be more mongrels lying about here, as the worm he killed earlier was the only Servant present. Tokiomi better have an answer for this.

Looking at the Servant's green eyes, he could only see disdain aimed towards him. Unforgivable.

"You dare to look upon me with such eyes, mongrel?" Archer demanded. All the weapons of the Gate of Babylon were now pointed towards Wielder. "Know your folly."

And so began the first genuine battle of the Holy Grail War.

Upon entering the outer perimeter of the garden, the first arrow of death was fired towards Wielder. The Servant, upon gazing at the weapon, recognized the danger this weapon, Durandal, possessed. Even though he does not know the name, his instinct roared out that the blade must either be deflected by a blade of equal sharpness (though there are few weapons who can do so) or dodged. Wielder went with the latter option.

Seeing the mongrel swiftly dodging the first weapon, he showered the Servant with a hail of weaponry from the Gate of Babylon. This mongrel somehow brought more anger than usual from the king.

Following the same tactics before he swiftly dodged most of the weapons fired at him by Archer. He had his incredible Agility to thank for that. Dodging one blade of death after another he slowly made his way up to the mansion. And for good measure, he fired a blast of Firaga at Archer.

The flame had been blocked by a sword that appeared in thin air as the fire spell was easily dispersed. But the king was starting to become annoyed at the fact that this mongrel is not dead yet.

"Your presence is irritating me, so why don't you just die?!" Archer questioned with an angry tone.

"I have to agree," Wielder replied with a fierce glare, "that your existence irritates me as well!"

The wielder of the Keyblade did not know why he responded to the Servant's question with such words, but it expressed his opinion of the king. He just can't tolerate that Servant, and cooperation between them would be nigh impossible.

Archer, hearing that response, was beyond being angered. He was absolutely furious that this mongrel had the gall to say such words to him. Usually, the words of worms and dogs would hold no meaning in the eyes of him, the King of Heroes. But coming from this man's mouth, the words caused rage to flare in him a thousand times over! No one had dared to insult the king as so.

"Filthy cur! YOU SHALL NEVER BE FORGIVEN FOR INSULTING THE KING!" roared Gilgamesh as the gate opened even wider than before, "You shall be killed by none other than me. Feel honored, you mongrel!"

"Well, looks like I can't turn back now. Seeing how powerful he is, I don't think this Servant is someone I could beat easily. I'll just have to pull out the big guns; I should be glad that no one could know my identity if I don't explain it," Wielder processed as he summoned Oathkeeper and Oblivion to his hands and levitated several more Keyblades around him.

Against a foe like this, he would need to bring out all the power that he has.

=O=

Kirei had received a message from his teacher, Tokiomi. Apparently something went awry during their plan. One of the Assassins had been killed by Archer; thus, it would seem to most of the Masters that Assassin had been eliminated from the war.

But only moments after that, another Servant attacked the Tohsaka manor and is currently engaged in a battle with another Servant, whose identity has not yet been identified. To all Masters, it would appear that the first battle of the Holy Grail War was still being engaged in a way.

Kirei decided to send another Assassin out to spy on the battle as Tokiomi was able to watch the battle firsthand from the mansion, but he had to be very careful. Masters were using their familiars to spectate on the ensuing battle, and he could not risk Assassin to be found out as alive. The plan would be ruined if that were to happen.

=O=

Tokiomi Tohsaka had been confused by what was happening now. Apparently, a Master had sent out a Servant of a currently unknown class to attack the Tohsaka mansion. The King of Heroes was fighting this enemy.

Things were not going exactly as planned, but this small obstacle did not disrupt the plan overall. But this Servant was forcing out more of Archer's power, which would be risky due to the onlookers nearby. He needed to keep Archer's abilities hidden as much as needed, but requesting that directly from the King of Heroes would not go well.

Tokiomi then calmed himself as he decided to simply let things go as it is. Archer may even kill the attacking enemy, eliminating an obstacle in this war.

This Servant, as he could see, was surprisingly holding up against Archer's assault. He was using strange, key-like blades to defend against Archer's assault; and not only was he not completely on the defensive, but the Servant was still advancing towards the mansion at a fast pace. This Servant had already proven to be a dangerous enemy.

Based on the abilities of the Servant, he would assume that it was either the Saber or Caster class. He wielded blades, casted fire magecraft, and levitated blades in midair. But strangely, his thoughts wandered a little to what Risei had informed him earlier.

Wielder.

A new Servant that appeared in this war is definitely something to be wary about. But as a Tohsaka, he must be elegant at all times. A plan will be made to adapt to this new change. But for now, all there is to do is watch.

=O=

Wielder slid under another soaring halberd before deflecting another with a might swing from Oathkeeper. Each strike to blades felt like trying to use hands to stop a speeding jet plane, but the Keyblade wielder managed by primarily redirecting the arrows to the side than striking them head on. He had already managed to close the distance between him and Archer to only a few meters.

Archer simply felt utter rage, though he held back most of it from showing on his face. The mongrel was still advancing, not even submitting to his attack. He was more persistent and foolhardy than he thought. At this rate, he might have to actually try to take down this fool. The thought was disgraceful to the King of Heroes.

"Do you think you can best me! That is truly foolish of you, mongrel!"

"Hmm? I'm sorry. Whoever said you were invincible?" challenged Wielder as he began to channel prana to his feet, "I'm sure I can pull off a victory against you."

"You…in that case, foolish man, I will obliterate you right here!" growled Archer as he summoned forth some of the most destructive swords from his treasury: Gram, the greatest of demonic swords; Vajra, the "indestructible diamond pounder" carried by the Buddhist gods; Ascalon, a sword capable of defending all from harm and piercing any armor; and the legendary sword wielded by the Shinto god Susano'o, Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

It would be hard to think of a Servant who could survive against a combination of these deadly weapons.

With a wave of his hand, the four legendary weapons fired at Wielder with tremendous speed. The weapons rapidly closed the distance faster than anyone can perceive…then time seemed to slow down. The wielder of the Keyblade muttered only a few words in reply.

"Fenrir."

A Keyblade holding tremendous strength that can knock away giants with ease, Wielder hurled the Keyblade with great force using Strike Raid. The weapon smashed into Vajra and destroyed it, creating a tremendous explosion of prana in the sky.

"Flowmotion, soar."

Wielder glowed with a white aura as he launched off the ground in a blaze of light. He summoned the Keyblade of ultimate power, Ultima Weapon, and deflected the strongest demonic sword. Then kicking off the air, he soared towards the next blade in a stream of light, summoning a new Keyblade.

This one was named Atomic Collider, a blade capable of generating an explosion on the level of a nuclear weapon. The blade was swung at the divine sword, Totsuka-no-Tsurugi, sending it flying in an explosion of tremendous proportions, scorching the sky with its power. Discarding the Keyblade, Wielder summoned forth his personal Keyblade, Beyond the Truth, to his hand. His aura flaring fiercely he began to rapidly rotate like a drill as he shot forward towards Ascalon with the tips of each blade meeting. There was no need to think. The blade which can defend anyone from all attacks and at same time pierce through any defense would surely win against this unknown Keyblade.

CLANG!

So why was it that the attack managed to knock away this invincible sword? It was not something that could be explained in simple terms.

"ARCHER!"

The King of Heroes gritted his teeth as he withdrew a defensive armament, a hexagonal barrier, from his treasury, placing it between him and the Keyblade wielder. But upon the impact of the attack striking the shield, his defense was slowly giving away as the blade pushed hard against the barrier.

"Impossible! To think this mongrel-"

With one more roar, Wielder stopped spinning and reared back, large amounts of light gathering in his Keyblade.

"It's my win!"

Wielder, with a heavy slash, unleashed a shockwave that sent Archer flying off the roof.

=O=

Tokiomi and all other Masters clearly saw the result of this battle. The Tohsaka Master was shocked at what this new Servant had done, despite his face only showing slight anxiety. Archer had been overwhelmed by this Servant's power. Though he knew that the King of Heroes was still holding back his true power, this fact was shocking enough to put the Tohsaka Master on the edge.

"This is not turning out well. What in the world is this Servant? To even push Gilgamesh like this is something beyond threatening. It should be outright impossible."

From the eyes of his familiar, Waver had been watching this battle from his bedroom in the MacKenzie house. He was holding tremendous surprise at the event that took place; the news that Assassin was dead had come out as a good thing, as facing off against a foe would not be compatible with Rider's abilities. But if these monsters were a few of the enemies they were facing in this war.

"I have to find a way how to deal with them," Waver thought, "I wonder…will Rider even be enough against them?"

Waver shook his head rapidly. He shouldn't doubt himself now; he should use this opportunity to find a way to fight against these enemies with what he has at hand. Glancing at the television, he saw his Servant, Rider, watching it with interest while eating junk food. Even though he had summoned the King of Conquerors, Alexander the Great, he was starting to feel doubt and irritation by his Servant's attitude.

"Hey, boy! You ought to see this amazing thing," Rider called out to Waver, interrupting the teen's thoughts. Waver turned to Rider to see his Servant watching a cassette on TV about the B-2 Spirit Stealth Bomber developed by the United States.

"That big, black B-2 thingy. It's wonderful. I was thinking about buying ten of those," said Rider.

Waver was having a stomach ache dealing with his Servant. He'll have an ulcer by the time this war was over and they get the Grail.

Kinto had been awake past his bedtime as he was looking at a device he held in his hand. Heiwa lent it to him before he set out tonight. The young Master didn't know why he gave it to him, but it showed dual screen of the Matou and Tohsaka mansions. As a Master, he was now supposed to keep track of the events that happen during the Heaven's Feel. And he just saw the battle between his brother and the gold-armored man.

"I knew you'd win this one bro," Kinto muttered with a happy tone, "No one can beat you!"

=O=

Wielder breathed ragged in and out as he began to sweat. This assault had taken more out of him than he thought it would. "I knew I should have charged up more Od before fighting against Archer."

His original purpose was just to assess the abilities of Archer, but he somehow ended up going on a full-out attack. Now that a good majority of the participants got a good sight of his abilities from this battle, he would have a disadvantage for the rest of this war.

"At least I didn't reveal the rest of my abilities, especially my magic."

"Fool, do you think you've won?"

Wielder's eyes narrowed as he looked down into the front yard to see Archer standing up. His shield protected him from the Keyblade wielder's attack, but to be pushed back like that greatly angered yet amused the King of Heroes. Forcing him down to the earth was an act that meant death to the one responsible, but the ability he demonstrated showed that he may turn out to be a fair source of entertainment.

It was decided. This fool decided to challenge his power, so he would be the one to show him his idiocy.

"I guess I was right to assume that you wouldn't go down easily, Archer."

"Don't let your arrogance delude you, fool. That pathetic attack isn't coming close to harming me."

Wielder and Archer glared at each other, time seeming to stretch as these foes stared each other down. Suddenly, Wielder relaxed his posture and said, "As much as I'd like to continue this fight, I have to retreat for now on my Master's behest. Let us hold off this battle for another time, Archer. Would that be acceptable?"

"…You dare run on me, mongrel?"

Gilgamesh couldn't believe that this insolent fool had the nerve to try and escape his wrath. This was disgraceful in the eyes of the king. Of course it would be understandable if this mongrel was nothing but a coward; however, this man's acts are unforgivable and no apology or compensation can cover for his insults.

"Of course not. Don't think I'm a coward, Archer. I will be back to fight you. And when that time comes, I expect that we will fight without holding back in even the slightest," Wielder replied to Archer before muttering the incantation for his teleportation spell.

He vanished into the night in a flash of light. Gilgamesh glared at the place where Wielder had been standing. Did he think that he is an equal to the King of Heroes? This is arrogance that Gilgamesh holds very low patience for. But for the sake of his amusement...

"Fine then, foolish man. I'll be the judge of your worth."

But now, he'll will simply return to Tokiomi for now. After all, there is a lot he had to answer to.

[Chapter End]


Well what do you think? Personally, I think that this is a change from the previous story. I'm mostly focusing on an intense rivalry between Archer and Wielder, but that's not the only change. Heiwa's presence will definitely affect the course of this war; I'll guarantee it. Anyway, if you're going to flame this story, then please tone it down. This is a story in which I'll do on my own, so it may not be agreeable to every reader out there.

Well, that's all I have to say for now. Look forward to the next chapter of Fate/Catalyst!

"The Clash! Gathering of Heroic Spirits!"