Note From author:

Had some time off, so I wrote another chapter. To my Critics and Fans… This is a very very complex story line, bear with it, don't start calling bullshit until everything had been laid out please. I think we can all agree that we called bullshit on Archer until we learned he was EMIYA and it was thoroughly explained to us, so treat this story in the same way. Lastly, if the chapters are short and a little rushed, please excuse me, I'm currently finishing my first novel and starting on my second, so this is my side-project/hobby and because of that at times it may seem like I'm only writing at 80% capacity.

Get ready for the long haul everyone. It's gonna be fun.

Chapter 3

Caster's tears flow down her cheeks in streams. Her brown curls fall about her shoulders and she uses them to hide her face. Her finger's clamped tightly over her face. She rocks back and forth on her knees. Her master stands a short distance away with a knife to a man's throat. Archer stands in the corner of the room panting and shivering. Caster's master presses the blade into the man's neck until a small line of crimson appears under the blade. "I'll ask one more time. Give me your command seals, or I will kill you right now." The blade digs deeper. Archer takes a step forward, but Caster's master presses even harder until Archer's master starts screaming.

The command seals fade from his right hand as he cries in agony against the blade. "Cali, please stop! He's given you the command seals, now let him go." Caster wails. Caster's master looks over at caster and sneers.

"Shut up you worthless tool. How many times must I tell you not to use my first name." Cali looks back to Archer, who slows his breathing and regains some composure. "I'll make you a deal Archer. As your new master, if you serve me without quarrels, I will spare your old master's life." Cali's purple eyes flash maliciously. Her pixie hair cut does not hide her wide smile like Caster's hair would. Archer is much taller than both of them, dressed in a subtle blue robe; his feet are bare against the wood floors of his old master's apartment. His head has a very short black buzz cut to accompany his fierce eyes.

"What is this feeling, why can I barely move? Why do I feel like my energy is completely drained?" He clutches his chest and watches Cali carefully.

"That, dear Archer is Caster's Noble Phantasm; the one of the only things that bitch is good for. And that slowness you're feeling, that drowsiness, that lack of energy is just the surface of what her noble phantasm is capable of." Cali looks over at Caster who has stopped crying. Caster lowers her hands from her face and just rests on her knees, motionless and broken. Cali returns her attention to Archer. She rolls her sleeve up her arm revealing five command seals creeping up her skin, starting from the back of her hand. "I am being generous Archer, if I wanted to, I could always just order you to kill your old master, but instead I am offering you a deal." Archer seems to acknowledge this as he takes a moment to think.

"If you let him go here and now, and never harm him again, I will serve you without question." Archer takes a few steps forward. Cali smiles even wider.

"You may not know this Archer, but most magi, such as myself have things called mystic codes and magic crests. Well unfortunately for me, I was adopted, I never received a magic crest. My parents were killed by a drunk driver. However, I retained their magical abilities. Over the years I've been able to refine mine and perfect it into a rather simple but powerful mystic code." She pauses to look back to Caster, and then back to Archer. She loosens the knife's blade against the man's throat. "My Mystic code involves making contracts."

"What are you getting at…?" Archer raises an eyebrow.

"Call me paranoid, but I like to take one step further than command seals and verbal promises. Because as soon as I run out of command seals to control you I bet you'll have no problem firing three arrows into my face. Therefore, I want to be absolutely sure you will serve me until your dyeing breath."

"I still don't follow. My word and those command seals should be enough to let my former master go."

"Yeah, well I have trust issues, so I'm going to have you sign a little contract for me. It's a different form of a mage contract, something of my own creation. I've named it Pandora's contract. If either of us breaks this contract, mana will rush out of our bodies so fast it will kill us and wipe out everything in a two block radius. Individually of course. Think of it as a more improved version of a mage contract. It's far more… persuasive… So I will let your master free unharmed and you will never once need to be reprimanded with a command seal because you will follow every order I give you. Is it a deal dear Archer?"

"I accept." Immediately, Caster drops the blade and Archer's former master falls onto his chest coughing and holding his bloody throat. In silver letters, the words Archer and Caliber S. Black appear in the air and vanish. Cali starts laughing.

"The pact has been made. Not only am I not the master of two servants now, but two servants that follow my every order. My brilliant plan is in place." She raises up her finger and points to Archer's former master as he flees for the door, crawling on all fours. "Caster, I was you to turn that miserable piece of filth into something harmless, like a dog or something." Almost like a puppet on a string, Caster rises from her resting place and begins walking toward the man.

"You said he would be unharmed! God Damn it!" Archer pulls out a bow and readies an arrow to fire at Caster.

"To the contrary dear Archer, I asked her to turn him into a Dog, in no way does that cause him harm. My contract with you still remains entirely intact." Caster silently walks over to the man as he tries to grab the door knob. She places her hand square on the man's head and utters several lines of a chant. Within seconds the man is mutating and writhing in wry shapes. After some clawing at the ground and shouting, the human skin is shed off in chunks. Caster stands back as the group is greeted to a German Sheppard that barks and paws at the door. Caster casually opens the door and the dog runs out. "That particular power being my only other use for Caster. Shape shifting others is quite handy." She raises a hand up to archer and one to Caster. "This was just a test." She laughs again. Archer lowers his bow and let's his mouth hang open as he sinks to his knees in submission. "And from what I can tell, it works flawlessly. As your first assignment, I'd like the both of you to locate and hunt down berserker for me. For he is the final piece in my plan. Once I control him, the grail will fall in my lap."