The Ultimate Plot Device II

"Destroy All Enemies!"

Written by Sheo Darren under threat of death from Gouki for calling him by his bastardized Capcom USA name

Conceived by Sho Tsuzuku and Sheo Darren on a boring day with too much booze at hand with Gouki within hearing range

Chapter 04

The Strongest Servant

(Bad Ending)

Disclaimer: Street Fighter and Fate/Stay Night are not mine.

No one had ever dared to attack the Von Einzbern Mansion since it had been constructed more than two hundred years ago. The Von Einzberns did all the attacking in the Grail Wars. Which was why the current bearer of that illustrious surname, Iliyasfiel Von Einzbern, was quite startled when the magic barrier surrounding her home shuddered.

A powerful entity radiating killing intent had just forced its way through the protective screen of mystic energy. It was heading her way.

And it was not her onii-chan Shirou.

An inhuman roar caused the Manor to shiver. Berserker had felt it, too.

Iliya smiled. The intruder would learn his mistake very quickly– and too late to benefit him. "Berserker! Come!"

Master and Servant stormed out of the Manor. They found the intruder waiting not twenty feet down the path leading to the front entrance. He was a big man; far from Berserker's size, but still impressively big, with massive muscles and calluses.

"Who are you?" Iliya demanded from her perch on Berserker's right shoulder. "Why are you here?"

"I am Gouki. I have come here to fight worthy opponents."

Iliya subjected Gouki to a magic scan. She detected no magic on him. He did, however, possess a roiling mass of spiritual energy, not quite magic, what the Orientals call qi. Enough to rival a Servant.

"You're no Magi. You're not a Servant, either. How did you come here?"

"I heard of a great battle between mighty heroes to be held here. I wish to see and judge for myself if these so-called heroes are truly worthy."

"They are more than worthy." Iliya gestured to Berserker. "This is my Servant Berserker. He is Hercules, the mightiest hero in antiquity."

"Is he?" Gouki looked interested. "He is truly strong. Now," he gestured with a big callused hand, "Let us see how strong he is."

"I'll show you how strong he is!" On her mental command, Berserker put Iliya down. "Berserker! Attack!"

Gouki grinned. "Come!"



"No! Berserker!"

The vanquished Heroic Spirit disintegrated into sparkling light. Iliya burst into tears.

Gouki looked down on the albino girl. "He was a worthy foe."

"He was my friend! Now, I have no one, nothing, to live for!"

Over the sobbing of a little girl, Gouki's gnarled face twisted in thought.

"This Grail War," he gruffly posed. "The most powerful heroes of history will fight here?"

"Yes…"

The Ansatsuken master nodded. "I see. Excellent."



Outside Kotomine's church, Emiya Shiro, Tosaka Rin and Saber did double-takes.

The beaming Iliya rode on the right shoulder of a massive (but not quite as big as they'd expected) dark-skinned man in a black karate gi. He bled off copious amounts of deadly energy.

"That man isn't a Heroic Spirit," the surprised Saber murmured.

"What the hell?" Rin snapped. "Einzbern! What's this?"

Iliya grinned. "Meet my new Servant: Gouki!"

Shiro had a bad feeling about this.

Author Note: Iliyasfiel won this Grail War.