A/N: Before we begin the third chapter there are a couple of things I need to say. First off, oh my god! Over 100 followers, 36 reviews, 66 favorites, and 3 communities. I honestly don't know what to say about this. This has been the most attention I have ever received on any my stories. This just tells me that I must continue this and make it as perfect as I possibly can. Now then, next item on my agenda. There are a couple of things that must be addressed from the questions I got from the last chapter. First off is one Guest reviewers comment:
"Why did Gendo wake up Rei before Shirou actually refused to pilot? That doesnt fit Gendos character at all. In the original work they did it because they really didn't have a choice in the matter, it was that or everyone dies. Here it is only done to make him "evil" without reason, like a cartoon villain. It is stupid.
Gendo is unlikeable enough as he is, acting with his own cold rationality. You don't need to make him act silly like that."
OK, first off if that is how I made Gendo look, I'm sorry. That was not mt intention to make Gendo look like some kind of cartoon villain. Now I know an author should not explain these type of things to readers, but let the readers explain it themselves, but this needs to be explained. From my point of view, Shirou was, in a way, refusing to pilot. Or that is how I made it seem to Gendo. To him it would be as if his son was acting as a child and playing the 'I don't know you game' and refusing what he had told him to do. That is why I brought out Rei before Shirou refused. With Shirou 'acting' as a petulant child, he had no other option than to use Rei. So I hope I have cleared that up. Have I? Good? Now onto other reviewers!
Guest: Well, sorry you don't want to check it out just because you feel I will screw up the relationship part of it. Your loss.
GGFBank: That is a good reason, why aren't the Counter Guardians being sent against the angels. Well I came up with a good reason for that. But I'm not saying it. Sorry, but to do that would be a spoiler and I'm not going to be that guy. On the Angels, in a way you are right. The Beasts of Gaia sole purpose is to cause humanities extinction. So yeah you can consider the Angels on Gaia's creatures. Good point. Also EVA 1 using Unlimited Blade Works? Not that is, um, totally impossible. It's not like, um, I have, um, planned to have it and Shirou use it in battle. Maybe. But I'm thankful that you checked out this story and you don't feel disappointed by it. I really hope I make sure this story is done well and is not screwed up. Keep reading my friend. There is more to come!
Kizuro Shiroskai: OK I'll correct myself on this one. Onigiri is what I meant. I just realized that origami is not a food but the paper technique used. So my bad, I fucked that one up myself.
Manshiro: I know right. I just hope the author doesn't screw it up like a total- wait a minute ...I'm the author! Well I'm glad you decided to give me a chance and see if it way any good. I really do appreciate it so much. Also on this issue on the Grail War occurring during the Eva timeline. I will not give any information on this. Just please know that it will not end before the 5th Angel. As for what route Shirou will be taking, it will be the (SPOILERS!) route. We good? We good.
reality deviant: Knowing Gendo, who knows how he will take it along with SEELE. Perhaps that is a hint. You never know. As for Illya-
Illya: Oh , just let me answer that~!
Me: Uh, OK?
Illya:(While smiling) Who said anything about onii-chan being out of Fuyuki? That is something so ridiculous. Now go smash him for thinking like that, BAH-SAH-KAH~!
Me: OH SHIT DUDE! RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!
But I'm glad you came back to check out chapter two. Really means a lot. Now if only I can make your favorites list, then my quest can be complete!
alpha95: You are right. Shirou/Shinji is in for an unhappy trip, but a fun one for me. HAHAHAHAHA. Perfectly normal. Thanks, when combining two characters, it becomes hard for you have to makes sure to bring out the best of both. Glad you feel I did just that.
Now that these questions have been answered, I feel there is only one more thing to address. You guys. Again, I know I say this far too often, but thank you. Without you guys, there would really be nothing for me. My readers and the people who like my stories are the ones that encourage me the most outside my family to keep writing, so thank you all. But I feel that now is the time for the chapter. Pleae-
Illya:(blood on her face and smiling) Ooh! CAn I do the disclaimer?
Me: I...guess...so?
Illya: Great! RV4 does not own Fate/Stay Night or Neon Genesis Evangelion. That right belongs to Type-Moon and Gainax respectively. But if he did, I would get my own h-scene with onii-chan! When will that be done?!
Me: Soon I promise (meekly said). Please support the official release!
Chapter 3: The War Begins
It was then, after the blue haired injured girl was rerolled out the way she came, that Shirou was led to the plug for the EVA. The blonde hair doctor had also placed two devices on his head. He didn't know what exactly they would be used for, but he guessed that they would be assisting him in using the beast of a robot. He then stepped inside the plug, and found a chair with some kind of control panel connected to it. When he had sat down into the chair, the door closed. It was then that he felt it move, as if it was being transported to the EVA. When it stopped, a show of multiple colors lit up the inside. When it had stopped, Shirou then looked down, as he felt something on his leg. His eyes widened with shock as the plug was being filled with an orange liquid. 'They're trying to kill me,' he thought frantically. Shirou then held his breath as the liquid passed his neck level and kept going up.
"Don't worry," came the voice of the blonde doctor. "Once your lungs are filled with LCL, your blood will be oxygenated directly." This did little to ease the uneasy feeling Shirou was having towards this 'LCL'. It was mostly because her tone was not a reassuring one, but a more of a scientist talking to a test subject tone. "It's okay," she then said, "you'll get used to it."
He then had decided to trust the doctor's words (and because he ran out of breathe to hold) and breathed in the orange liquid. Somehow though, Shirou felt that he should have just let himself run out of breath. As soon as he breathed in the LCL, it became one of the most disgusting things he had ever breathed or tasted. "I think I'm going to be sick," he mumbled out.
"Stop whining!" This time the voice that spoke to him was the purple haired female. "You're a boy you know," she said as if he was being scolded.
'It doesn't matter if I'm a boy or not, it still is going to taste disgusting,' he thought to himself. But he had to admit, the taste of the liquid gave a familiar taste to it. It was like he had tasted it before. He shook his heads of those thoughts. There was no way he could have done that. It was then a thought popped into his mind. 'This thing is like one big machine,' he thought, 'I wonder.' Shirou then closed his eyes and thought of two words.
Trace on.
As he thought those words, he began to use the one magic he was good at to see if he could learn a little more on what it is exactly he was piloting. The first thing he managed to see was the plug itself. The plug itself had no eye opening qualities to it. It was then he began to scan the structure of the EVA itself. What he had seen was something that caused his eyes to widen. The EVA appeared to have mechanical parts attached to a flesh like body. 'So it's some kind of cyborg?' However, even though he had managed to see what made up the giant machine he was in, he still did not know how to fight that monster or even less, move the damn thing. But he did feel some kind of connection to giant machine. He could not describe it though.
"Connecting secondary contact," said an unknown voice. The plug than lost the orange color it had due to the LCL. In its place, was a view of the space the Evangelion was located in.
'So, I have a 3-D view to look around with,' Shirou thought as he looked around from the inside of the plug, amazed at this technology.
Within the command center, the 'Bridge Bunnies' were completing the necessary steps for the launch. "Synchronization ratio at 56.2 percent," said one of the females, Maya Ibuki.
The blond haired doctor looked over the shoulder of the female to look at the sync rate. "Amazing. He's already at 56? It took Rei months just to get over 40." She then looked at Misato. "Let's do this."
The purple haired female nodded at this. "Begin launch sequence!" It was then that the restraints that held the EVA were removed and it began its move to the launch pad. When it had reached its designation, Misato received an OK for her to continue with the launch. She then turned back to face the commander. "Can we really do this?"
"Of course," came his answer, "If we do not defeat the angels, we have no future."
'Now Third Child, let's see if this is merely a game or life that you have presented.'
She then turned back to the screen in front of the room's occupants. "EVA launch!"
The EVA was then shot straight up through the opening that was given to it. The force from the launch, however, caused Shirou to almost implant himself within his seat. 'Now I know how astronauts feel.' When the movement stopped it caused the boy to almost fly right out of his seat. He then opened his eyes to gain a better look at the view given to him. He then saw it. The beast he had seen earlier and the one causing all this destruction. His eyes narrowed at it. He ground his teeth at the thought of the people who have possibly been killed by this...monstrosity. 'Not anymore,' he thought, 'not while I can do something now.' He had then realized something.
He still did not know how to control the EVA.
"Um," he said, "how do I work this thing?"
His response was given by Ritsuko. "Shirou, just try and concentrate on walking forward. The EVA responds to your thoughts*."
"So I think it, and it happens," he asked.
"In a way yes it is like that, but like I said, just focus right now on walking."
'OK,' he thought, 'here goes nothing.' He put all focus in his mind onto walking. The EVA then lifted its right foot up and placed it forward. The left foot copied this action and then the right began to repeat, but it tripped, causing the whole thing to topple onto the ground. When the impact happened, Shirou felt as if he was the one falling on his face.
"Shirou!" Misato became worried as she watched the young boy fall on his face and the Angel advance on him in his downed state. "You need to get up! Hurry, get up Shirou!"
He then looked above him to see the Angel standing in front of him. In a thought of a burst, he imagined getting up and the EVA did just that. He then tried to punch the giant beast, only to be stopped by some kind of barrier. "W-what," he stammered out. "Why couldn't I hit it?"
"Shirou," came answer, "the Angel is protected by a barrier known as an AT field. You need to use the EVA's AT to neutralize it if you want to cause damage to it."
He then began frantically to search for some way to activate this force field. "Where's the switch to activate it?!"
"It's not a switch Shirou! You need to concentrate on creating it."
But it was too late. By the time those words were given to him, the Angel made its move onto the offense. It swung its arm straight into the face of the purple behemoth in front of it, causing the EVA to fall straight on its back.
Shirou, again, had sworn he felt the force that the punch had delivered and the impact from falling on his back. He didn't have time to think though, as the giant beast grabbed the EVA by its face and lifted it up of the ground. The beast had then grabbed the EVA's left arm and began to pull. Because of this, Shirou felt as if his own arm was being ripped off from its socket and gave out pained grunts as he tried to suppress the screams.
But before it could do any more damage, Shirou had kicked at the beast with the EVA's right leg as hard as he could, causing the angel to fly backwards. With that attack done, Shirou had fallen onto his feet, albeit stumblingly, and managed to stay up. He gripped his left arm with his right as the pain was still there. "What the heck was that," he asked, "It felt as if that thing was ripping my arm off."
"Shirou, this is the effects of syncing with the EVA," replied, "The pain and injuries it sustains, you will also sustain, but it will not be as bad. It's just pseudo pain Shirou."
'Doesn't mean it hurts any less,' he thought. He then turned his attention back to the Angel, who was rising back onto its feet. "I need something to hit it with," he almost yelled to the crew, "Some kind of weapon of sorts."
"There is a prog knife in your left shoulder, Shirou. Just raise your right arm over near it and it will give it to you."
The teen nodded and followed the doctor's orders. Then, the left shoulder on the EVA opened up to reveal a handle. Shirou could see this, as he could look to his left to see his shoulder. The EVA arm grabbed it and pulled it out. The weapon then activated and Shirou held it close to him.
The young magus then refocused his attention back onto the Angel, who by now, had now picked itself back up and became situated back on the ground.
Shirou had then noticed a big red orb on the front of the Angel. 'Is that a weak point,' he thought. He then smirked, 'Won't know if I don't try.' With his target in mind, Shirou ran towards the beast, knife in his right hand and tucked close to him. As he reached the beast, he was once again stopped by the invisible shield protecting it.
'Not this time,' he thought. He then began to try and concentrate on forming this 'AT field'. With his thoughts in mind, he reached out with both hands to try and rip apart the barrier keeping the two separated. He used all the force that he could muster, and finally, he felt the EVA's arm move forward, past the shield.
He then shot his right arm, with knife in hand, forward with as much force as he could towards the red orb. It went in, but stopped a little ways as to say it needed more force. He then used his left arm, as damaged as it was, to hit the Angel to try and get it on the ground. The attack succeeded and gave the action Shirou had hoped force. He then shot the knife downwards into the orb and pushed with all his might. He then used his left arm to bang on it to try and do more damage. 'Come on,' he thought, 'come on!' The knife as it went in, caused sparks to fly, and it only went farther in as it was banged on continuously.
Perhaps the Angel knew its end was near, so it jumped at the Shirou, and wrapped itself around the EVA. Shirou jumped and his eyes widened at this action. He then saw the cracked orb begin to glow. The next thing he saw was a blinding light cover him and the EVA. His vision had then gone black preventing him from seeing anything. Although he couldn't see, he knew what had just happened. The Angel exploded somehow and he felt it. He began to pant heavily. Boy did he feel it. He hadn't felt this kind of pain since he was twelve and was trying to stop bullies from picking on people. Well, it was more like he just let them beat him up until they got bored of it. Then, lights came back on and he could see the area around him. He then heard Misato's voice from inside the plug.
"Shirou," Misato's voice came through the plug, "are you okay?"
"Yeah," he said still breathing hard. "I-is…is that thing still-"
"No Shirou, it's dead. It self-destructed as a way to try and take you out with it."
The brown haired boy smiled at her words. "Good," he said, "you wouldn't mind if I too…took..tooo-"
"Shirou? Shirou? Shirou!" The purple haired females voices became more distant as Shirou let his tiredness win. It was then, that his whole world went black.
Next Day, NERV Commander Office:
"So the Angels have returned? It's rather sudden," spoke of voice from within the dark room.
"It's the same as the same as it was 15 years ago. That's the way disasters come without warning," a second voice said.
It was then a third spoke up, "On the positive side, it seems that our previous investments have not been a waste after all."
"You can't be sure about that yet," the fourth male spoke, with a rather snarky tone, "If it doesn't pay off, it's still a waste."
"Correct," the second man said. "Now that news of the angels have become common knowledge, NERV must take steps, to control the manner in which this information is received by the general public."
Gendo, who had stayed quiet since the beginning of this meeting, replied to their statements, "You may rest assured that it has already been taken care of. Don't worry."
"Well we must acknowledge that," the third man stated.
"But still, I wonder Mr. Ikari, were NERV and the EVA used efficiently?"
"The repair costs for Unit 1 added to the development costs for Unit 0, are simply staggering," the second one had said.
"We've also understand that you gave that toy to your own son,"
"Time, money, and man power," the fourth man said, "How much more will be wasted by you and your family?"
"And that is not you only responsibility. The Human Instrumentality Project, that should be should be your top priority."
"Correct, under these desperate circumstances that project may be the only real hope for the future of mankind."
The sixth person in the room, who had remained quiet for the entire duration of the meeting, finally spoke up to the NERV commander, "Remember Ikari, Instrumentality rests upon your shoulder. If you fail, I will destroy you completely. Is that understood," he asked with a glare sent at Gendo.
The commander did not falter under the glare as he replied monotonously with, "I understand."
The sixth man nodded at his response. "Good. The rest of the meeting does not concern you. You may leave." With that said the five other men disappeared, leaving him alone, but not for long. When the five men left, the lights had brightened, but not much, the room up to reveal Fuyutsuki.
"So it has begun." The older of the two just nodded his head. He knew exactly what the commander was referring to. The war for mankind's vey future. The war to prevent Third Impact. His thoughts then traveled elsewhere. The reason he was meeting with Ikari.
"Commander." The man grunted in reply to conform for him to continue speaking. "We could not get the school transfer forms for the Third Child approved."
"Do you know the reason as to why this is," he asked not particularly caring.
The old man shook his head. "No, we don't."
Gendo remained silent at this answer. He then spoke again in his monotone voice. "Try again. If they are rejected a second time, then we shall leave it at that. The Third Child will be kept under close vigilance and will not be very far from our location."
The sub-commander just stared at the younger man. "How do you know that he is going to agree to pilot the EVA again?"
Silence filled the room for a few seconds before it was lifted. "Sub-commander," he started, "do you know what the Third Child's dream is?"
Fuyutsuki furrowed an eyebrow at this question. "No, I can't say that I do." But then he thought, 'But why would know or care?'
Gendo smiled at this answer. "It is a foolish one and idiotic one."
Tokyo-3 Hospital:
"An unfamiliar ceiling," was Shirou's first words as he awoke in his hospital room in his bed. Shirou had always hated and loved hospitals. He hated them because it reminded him of the fire from ten years ago and it reminds him about people who are suffering that he couldn't help. But he loved it because it was where he was given a new life. He then sat up in the bed to look around. Unlike the last time he was in hospital, which was ten years ago, his bed, an IV, and some monitors were the only things besides him that was inside the rather large room. He then looked besides him to see his clothes from yesterday folded and resting upon a chair.
On his clothes, he found a note. He picked it up to read and had seen that it appeared to be from a certain purple haired female.
Dear Shirou, I got someone to wash your clothes since the LCL stained them. I'll come and see when you're awake
-Misato
He smiled at the message. Shirou then looked back at the newly washed clothes. He had come to this city wearing his favorite blue and white long sleeved shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He stepped out of the bed and stripped the hospital gown that he wearing, to put on his clothes. When he had finished, he then saw his phone lying upon the bed nightstand. 'Misato must have put it there also when she came to drop off my clothes,' he thought.
He pocketed his phone, turned on his heel and walked out the door. When he exited the door, he looked down both hallways. He might as well look around, before Misato came. He then spent the next half hour wondering the hallways, until he realized a fact. 'I'm lost.' He only planned to go so far, but one wrong turn and he forgot where he was. 'Great,' he thought, 'now what do I do.' His thoughts were then broken as he heard wheels and footsteps coming from a direction towards him. He then turned to see a bunch of doctors and nurse rushing a gurney towards him with someone o it. He stepped out of the way, so they could get past him. When they moved in front of him, he snuck a look at the patient.
It was the girl.
More specially, it was the injured, blue haired girl. She looked just as bad as when he saw her yesterday when she was about to be forced to fight that monster. He stared at her as she was rolled past him, and for a split second he thought he saw her staring straight back into him. He then watched as she was continued to be rolled away from. He looked down to watch it disappear into the distance. But then it stopped. His mouth gaped as he saw a man stop the doctors to look at the girl. He then realized exactly who the man was. It was the commander. His thoughts were then broken as the doctors began to once again push the gurney away from the two into another direction. Shirou then watched as the older male turned towards him and just stare at him.
But Shirou would not back down. He just stared back at the man, trying not to falter. The commander the, spun on his heel and walked out the same way he came. Shirou then released a breath that he didn't know that he was holding. However, this encounter just made him think. Why had the commander been so cold and willing to send her out where she would definitely, yet now he was acting all concerned for her wellbeing? It didn't make sense. He didn't get time to dwindle his thoughts for long, as a voice had broken them.
"Hey Shirou!"
He turned around to see Misato walking towards him. Shirou smiled at her and replied back with, "Hello Misato."
She smiled back him. "Well it's good to see that you are up and walking around. I guess this means that you feel better?"
The brown haired boy nodded his head at her question. His face then became serious and somber. "Um, Misato….that girl…is she…is she going to be okay?"
Misato then looked at him quizzically. "Who Rei," she asked. "Don't worry, with NERV's team of doctors, I'm sure she'll be fine," she said trying to reassure him. She then gained a sly smile on her face. "I didn't know you'd be this concerned for girl you don't even know. Have you fallen for her?"
Shirou then blushed at this question. Well, it was a small one, but big enough for Misato to see. "N-no," he stammered. "I'm just concerned for her wellbeing that's all. From what I saw yesterday, she looked to be in a lot of pain." His head then turned back to the direction in the girl, now identified as Rei, was rolled away to.
Misato just stared at him. She then thought back to her earlier conversation that she had with Ritsuko.
*Flashback*
"Hey Rits," asked Misato, "What was with that whole thing yesterday with the commander?"
The blonde doctor did not turn to her co-worker, but continued to write her report. "What thing with the commander," she asked not really and truly caring.
"You know," the purple haired female spoke back, "With him calling Shirou Shinji. What was with that?"
The other female stopped her writing and turned to look at her college roommate and long-time friend. She had a serious look on her face, which had replaced her equally bored one. She then looked around her to make sure that no one was looking or trying to listen in. "It's because his name is really Shirou."
Misato just looked at her friend with a scrunched up confused face. "Huh," she said, "What do you mean by that? The reports all say-"
"That is because that is what the commander wants the reports to say." The doctor then saw that her friend continued to look confused at her statement. She sighed. "In 14 years ago," she started, "the commander had a child with his late wife. This child was then sent away three years later to live with his teacher after his mother and the commander's wife died." She paused to look and see if Misato was still paying attention. When she had seen that she was listening, she continued. "A year later, he and his teacher had moved to another city. This was due to his teacher being offered a better job there. Then, one month later, it happened."
"It," asked Misato.
Ritsuko nodded at the question. "Yes, it. Do you remember the Fire of Fuyuki?"
Misato turned away with a serious look. "Of course," she started, "It wiped out a lot of people and burned down most of the homes there. What has that got to do with-". She stopped herself and slowly looked back at her friend. "The commander's son; he was in that fire, wasn't he?"
The blonde doctor nodded. "According to what we know, yes."
"But then, why does the file say 'Shirou Emiya'?"
Ritsuko sighed. "After the fire, the boy was then adopted by a man. His name was Kiritsugu Emiya."
'Kiritsugu,' thought Misato, 'where have I heard that? But at least that explains the Emiya part. What is with the Shirou part?'
Ritsuko had then continued with her explanation. "Then, a birth certificate had appeared stating the name of his newly adopted son."
Misato then understood where this was heading. "Shirou Emiya was the name on the certificate, wasn't it?"
Her friend nodded. "So you see; Shirou Emiya's real name is Shinji Ikari, the birth son of the commander."
"OK, but Rits, there is a fine line between faking and being confused. And from what I saw he was on the latter's side."
The doctor nodded. "Yes that would be true, since it is the case for him."
Misato furrowed a brow. "Why do you say that?"
Ritsuko sighed as she answered the question, "It is because he most likely has amnesia due to traumatic effect." She stopped to look at Misato's face, which was scrunched up in confusion. So she continued, "At five years of age, Shinji, or as you know Shirou, was involved in the fire. He lost everything that day; his guardian, his home, and normal day life. It also might have caused any before the fire to be erased from his mind, due to the overall shock of seeing death at a young age. So that's the probably the reason why he became confused when he heard his birth name. He doesn't remember anything about it or anything connected to it."
"What do you mean by 'probably' and 'most likely'?"
The blonde closed her eyes and sighed. "Right now it's only a theory and the most reasonable one with the information that is available." Her friend then gave her an eyebrow raised to signify another question. "I don't know where the data came from. It was only given to me about a week ago. So don't give me that. But for now, I think it's best that Shinji Ikari should disappear."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean," She replied, "That Shirou can't be told that he is the commander's son, it will probably do more harm than good in its intentions."
"Such as…."
"Such as Captain," Ritsuko replied, "it could send him into a comatic shock that he could possibly never recover from. It's best to just allow his memories to come back on their own, if they can, then to pour all this on him and regret it much later."
Misato sighed and replied back with, "Yeah, I guess it is for the best then."
*Flashback*
She looked at Shirou with somber eyes. 'Poor kid,' she thought, 'the only living member of his real family is alive and he doesn't know it.' She must have spaced out because she didn't hear the voice that was speaking to her.
"Misato, um, Misato."
She blinked and shook her head. "Huh?" It was then she regained awareness of her situation. She was in the hallway of the hospital talking to Shirou. "Oh, Shirou. Sorry about that, I kind of spaced out. What was it you asked?"
"I asked, that beast from last night wasn't the only one that there is there, isn't it," he asked repeating his question.
Misato shook her head. "No, that was only the beginning. There'll be more."
Shirou nodded at this answer and his face became serious. "Then there will be another time where I need to fight one of them?"
"Only if you want to. You can walk away right now and choose not fight. But we need you to pilot the EVA."
When she said this, the boy had then looked her straight in the eyes with a look of pure determination. "I'm not going to run away from this if it means that people are going to get hurt. I made a promise to save everyone and that's what I'll do," Shirou said determinedly.
Misato's eyes widened at this exclamation, but they soon returned to normal and a smile appeared on her face. "Well then," she said extending a hand out, "welcome to NERV Shirou."
The brown haired boy gave his own smile and took the hand gave a firm shake. "Glad to be aboard."
The older of the two then let her hand fall back to her side as Shirou let go of the handshake. "Now then all that's left to do is discuss your living situation."
"Living arrangements?"
"Yep, since you'll be working for NERV you will be needing to have some place to settle down in," she replied. She then slyly smiled. "Hey how about living with me-"
"Actually," Shirou said cutting her off, "I think it's best if I go back to live in my house in Fuyuki."
"Huh," questioned Misato who was utterly confused at the statement.
Shirou then rubbed the back of his neck as he found the ground to be very interesting. "It's just, I'm more comfortable living at my own home and it's only about less than a half hour from here, so I thought that it would be okay."
Misato sighed. "I get that but it's better to live here in Tokyo-3 Shirou. I know it may not be comfortable being away from home, but it's necessary." It was then that Shirou had a reaction that she had not expected. His breath pattern became erratic and his eyes became filled with fear. The purple haired female became worried from this action. "Shirou," she exclaimed, "What's wrong?! Do you need the doctor-"
She was cut off by Shirou's speaking. "No. No no no no no no! Please don't take me away! Please don't take away my home! Please!" He then hugged himself in an event to secure himself.
Misato understood this reaction took action. He was having a nervous breakdown from the fear of being taken away and losing his home. Fortunately, she knew the correct form of action to mediate it. She held onto Shirou's shoulders to try and get his attention. "Shirou, listen to me! If you don't want to move that fine, but please calm down! No one is going to take away your home!" Shirou's breathe rate than slowed down as e heard those words spoken to him. When Misato saw this, she continued, "Are we okay?" He nodded. "Alright, I'll make the call, but it might take a minute, so please wait and try and calm down." She then got up and took out her cellphone as she began walking down the way she came to talk in private. As she left, Shirou backed up against a wall and ran his hand through face.
'What the hell was that,' he thought, 'I never act that way, so what the heck happened?!' And it was true; Shirou never had a break down. Sure, he had a few nightmares about the fire, but a nervous breakdown. Not even close. IT was not even a minute later that Misato came back to inform him of her conversation.
"Alright, Shirou," she began, "We've got the okay for you to reside at your home in Fuyuki. But there are a few guidelines that need to be laid down, alright?"
Shirou nodded at her statement. "I understand, and about earlier, I'd like to say I'm-"
"Don't worry. It happens to everyone. And I understand where you're coming from. Anyway, let's get you checked out, I'll drive you home."
Shirou gulped and his face lost at least 3 shades of its normal color. "D-d-drive?"
Outside Tokyo-3, Early Evening:
After Shirou was cleared from the hospital, he had asked Misato if they could stop by a market on the way to his house to pick up some items he would need for dinner. Luckily, she complied and he had managed to pick up a few more ingredients, while she bought a six-pack of beer. As they were on the outskirts of the city on a cliff edge, Misato had stopped the car and asked him to get out and follow her to edge.
"Why did we stop Misato," he asked.
"Just give it a minute," was her reply as she never moved her gaze to him.
Shirou then looked off into the distance to try and see what she was looking at. All he saw was the city below them. Then buildings, skyscrapers of all sizes, rose out of the ground. The entire city was then lit up in an array of multitude of colors. Shirou was awestruck by the sight in front of him. "Wow," was all he could say.
This was not lost by Misato as she replied to his wonder. "You see that Shirou, that is the city you protected. To it, you're a hero."
'A hero,' he thought, 'No. I'm not there yet. I accomplish our dream dad soon. I promise.'
Fuyuki City, Shinto District, Evening:
After the mesmerizing sight of the city at night, the two continued their drive for Shirou's home. After receiving directions from the young teen, Misato stopped in front of his house. She took in its appearance and felt her pride as a Japanese spike just by looking at it. It was a traditional Japanese house and it made her feel good that there was still houses like these around. Unlike Fuyuki, Tokyo-3 has no traditional homes, mostly apartments and single house complexes. Shirou noticed her staring and blushed. "It's not that impressive," was all he said. But it was enough to cause her to break her stupor and mutter an apology. Shirou then picked up the bags full of his purchases and started for the inside, when he stopped to look at Misato. He smiled and said to her, "Well do you want to come in for some dinner?"
Misato blinked at this. "I don't want to intrude or anything."
Shirou just kept his smile. "It's no trouble at all." With that said, Misato followed him to door. He then took a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. The pair then stepped inside and removed their shoes, and Shirou led Misato to the dining room. He noticed that there were already two pairs of shoes there when he opened the door. He assumed that it was Taiga and Sakura. The two then came to the door that led to the dining room. Shirou then opened the door and was met with a very familiar acquaintance.
Shirou, I'm sure you know shinai. Shinai, you know Shirou very well. As he tried to walk into the room, a shinai had come down upon him like the wrath of God itself. Because of the hit, he fell on his butt. He groaned in pain as he looked up to see his easily identifiable assailant.
"Tsk, tsk Shirou," spoke a tiger striped shirt wearing female, "If I have to say anything I'd say that you are getting rather sloppy in your technique. But then again against me, you really had no shot."
"Oh senpai," came a worried voice from the kitchen. "Fujimura-sensei, you shouldn't hit senpai like that."
"Ah but Sakura," Taiga responded to voice in her usual care free manner, "It's his own fault, which reminds me." She then turned her focus back onto Shirou, who groaned as her gaze was directed back onto him. And let me tell you, it was not a friendly one. She then lifted him up by his shirt and shook him hard and fast. "SHIROU," she yelled, "WHY ARE YOU HOME SO LATE?! I BARELY MADE THROUGH THE DAY, AND SAKURA WOULDN"T LET ME EAT UNTIL YOU CAME HOME!" Misato, who was on the sideline, was watching this with confusion in her eyes.
'Who the heck is she,' the purple haired female thought.
Then, Taiga, who had stopped her vicious shaking, turned her sight onto the other female in the room. She then dropped Shirou, who gave a loud 'ow' when it happened, and pointed at Misato. "I know you," she exclaimed, "You're the bimbo from the picture trying to seduce Shirou!"
Any moment of trying to maintain her cool, was lost to Misato. 'BIMBO," she yelled angrily, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING BIMBO YOU VIOLENT TIGER-WOMAN!?"
"TIGER-WOMAN?!"
The two then bumped heads against each other, with neither backing down. Sakura, who had been in the kitchen, had come out to check on Shirou. "Are you okay senpai," she asked worriedly.
Shirou, who was also rubbing his still sore head and regaining his sense of awareness, looked at his junior and give a half-hearted smile. "Don't worry Sakura, I'll be okay."
She looked a little relieved, but not by much. She then turned her head unto the still head butting females. "Um, senpai," she asked, "W-who is this?"
"Oh, right I forgot. Sakura, this is Misato Katsuragi. Fuji-nee."
Then female tiger, whom was still butting her head against the purple haired female's, turned her glare onto Shirou. "What," she asked angrily and annoyed.
"Like I said, this is Misato. She is one of the people who works for NERV and someone I will be working for. Misato, this is my guardian and high school's English teacher, Taiga Fujimura."
By now the two had stopped butting heads, but that did not lessen their glares. Taiga was the first to break the ice. "Misato, huh? Well then," she said, "My name is Taiga. Nice to meetcha!"
"Oh the pleasures all mine," Misato replied with. The two had then shook hands. And by shook, it was more like it was an excuse to butt heads again. However this time around, they were smiling sadistically at each other.
Shirou sighed. He should have seen this coming. Taiga is not the type to be around when she has labeled you something, especially something like bimbo. He then got up off his butt, and headed to the kitchen with his bags that he had dropped back in his hands, with Sakura following close behind.
Luckily, the two older females had stopped their head mashing competition to sit down across from each other. But the tension was far from gone. They both glared at each other, trying to but unsuccessfully kill one another. It was like that through the rest of the dinner. Shirou sighed again. 'At least Sakura got along with her, so that's good. Right,' he thought to himself. Before she left though, Misato and him had exchanged numbers. This was so that she could call him and inform him of days he had to come and train to use the EVA properly. She had given him her number so that he could call if something important had come up. AS this was happening, Taiga was yelling in the background. He couldn't really make it out, but it had something to do with 'succubus', 'seduce', and 'baby brother'.
He let out a third and his longest sigh for the evening. "At least it couldn't get really any worse." With that said, he let sleep take him.
Fuyuki High:
"Emiya. Emiya. Emiya!"
Shirou jolted as he heard his name spoken. He had turned to see his friend and student council president, Issei Ryuudou, staring at him.
"Huh," he said.
Issei frowned. "Were you even listening Emiya?"
He gave out a sheepish smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Heheheh, sorry I've been out of it lately. I had a rough night last night." Truly it has been rough for him. The past three weeks, had been not so nicely kind to him. Three or four times a week, he had to go to Tokyo-3 and take what they call at NERV, a 'sync test'. This was supposed to tell how well he could connect with the EVA. This hadn't been so bad, as he soon found out, that if he used structural analysis, he could connect with it quite well. Didn't mean he wasn't tired as hell afterwards though. He also had to be trained on how to use the weapons, or more specifically, a large assault rifle. It was kind like archery; you needed to aim and fire. Only this time, it a large gun that he was using, and not a bow and arrow. He had asked Dr. Akagi if she could make some kind of sword weapon like the prog knife. Luckily, she said that she could. It would take some time, but it was possible. He also learned real fast that the commander was a cheerful guy. Real cheerful.
On the plus side of all this though, he had made friends with the three main bridge bunnies, Maya Ibuki, Makoto Hyuga, and Shigeru Aoba. They were nice people to talk to. Okay, scratch that. They were, besides Misato and sometimes Dr. Akagi, the only people to talk to at NERV. Any other person would give him short responses or just ignore him.
But back at the point on hand, going back and forth between two cities takes its toll on a person. Especially when that person had to stay even longer than anticipated because the sync test didn't go as planned.
Issei had raised an eyebrow at this answer. "Really? Well is there anything I can do to help at least."
Shirou shook his head. "No but thanks for asking."
Their conversation was cut short as Shirou heard a third voice speak up. "Ryuudou."
Both boys turned their attention onto the souce of the voice, who turned out to be their history teacher, Souichirou Kuzuki.
Issei stiffened at the sight of the man. "Y-yes sensei!"
"Come here, I need to talk with you," was the teachers reply.
"Yes sir!" The student council president then turned to his friend. "Try and take it easy and don't let people take advantage of you like normal."
Shirou glared at him. "What do you mean like normal?" He wasn't meant with a response, as his friend headed over to their teacher to speak with him. Shirou sighed. He knew what Issei was talking about and he hated it when this conversation was brought up. So what if someone asked him to do something for them? So what if it's not his work? If a person needs help, he should help, right? He thought about this as he walked down the hallway. His thoughts were then broken as he saw someone he was familiar with. Really familiar with.
"Ah, Emiya," came the voice of a boy, "Well if it isn't nice to see our school's 'Fake Janitor'. You look really out of it. Finally taken on one to many jobs?"
This boy was Shinji Matou, who was accompanied by two female underclassmen. Shinji was, well...it was hard to explain. Shirou could say that they were friends, just with a very complicated relationship. He also happened to the older brother of Sakura; but sometimes, Shirou couldn't see it that way.
"Ah Shinji," Shirou replied with a bitter smile, "Good to see you."
Shinji, however, just waved him off. "Yeah, yeah, it's nice to see you too."
It was then that the brown haired boy had flashbacked to this morning. This morning, he had seen a bruise on Sakura's hand. When he had question the plum haired girl if her older brother was the source of the bruise, she had immediately denied that he had anything to do with her small injury. But Shirou was not so sure.
"Shinji," the brown haired boy said, "This morning I saw that Sakura had a bruise on her hand. You wouldn't happen to know about it would you?" This wouldn't be the first time he saw something like this on the plum haired girl. He would see Shinji sometimes slap or hit the girl. Just seeing this would make his blood boil. He is supposed to be the older brother, the one who protects his younger siblings. Not the one that would beat them.
Shinji turned back to look at Shirou, an annoyed look plastered on his face. "Eh, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean, did you hit her?"
Shinji's face looked to become even more anniyed just by the mere asking of the question. The blue haired boy had then walked straight up to Shirou, and proceeded to get in the brown haired boy's face. "No I didn't have anything to do with Her getting a a bruise. Did Sakura say that I did?"
"No, but-"
"Then that's that," he stated. His face then grew a sly smile; a perfect frying expression for Shinji's tone of voice. "Or are you going to call Sakura a liar?"
At the blue haired boy's words, Shirou had back down. If he didn't, then it meant more trouble for Sakura later. "No, I guess that I was mistaken," he said half-heartily, "I'm sorry Shinji."
Shinji's smile never left its place as he continued. "Well if you really are sorry, then how about you clean up the archery dojo for me, huh?"
"Sempai," said one of the girls that Shinji was with, "Fujimura-sensei said for you to do it."
"But if I did that, then there won't be enough time to get to the restaurant by the time I finished," he replied to her, "Besides, Emiya wouldn't mind. Wouldn't you?" He didn't give time for the other boy to reply as he started to walk away, with the girls in tow.
Shirou just looked at the retreating form of his 'friend' and headed for an exit. He then headed straight for the dojo. He opened the door and stepped in. 'Well', he thought as he rolled up his sleeves, 'If I'm going to do this, then it is going to be done right.' He then went to work.
Later:
It was dark outside by the time he had finished cleaning the dojo. But he didn't just stop at the floor. He also felt that the bows and their strings weren't wound properly, so he spent time on that.
'Whew,' he thought tiredly, 'that takes care of that.' He then went to pick up his bag and prepared to head home.
Chang! Slash! Bang!
It was then that he heard noises coming from across the school. It sounded very steel like and was the cause of some kind of fight. Then, out of curiousness, he headed towards the noise. When he reached the source of the noise, his eyes widened at the sight he saw.
The brown haired boy saw two figures fighting and causing the dust around them to rise, which caused a smoke screen. But despite the rising dust around them, the two fighters remained viewable. One figure was red and wielded two blades. The other was blue and held a crimson spear.
'W-what the hell,' he thought . What was going? Who were those two men? It was then decided that it was best that he leave quickly. However, a voice had cut him off before he could even move.
"Who's there?!"
Shirou didn't give reply to voice. Instead he just turned and ran from the scene. He didn't know what would happen to him if he was caught, but he was not really wanting know. He ran inside the door of the school, which luckily had not been locked. He ran up the stairs to try and put distance in between the person he knew that was chasing him. He stopped in one of the hallways and turned back to look. No one was there or following him. 'Maybe I lost him?'
Shink!
His breathe was lost as he looked down to see the crimson spear appear from nowhere and had gone right through his heart from behind him. The spear was then harshly pulled out and Shirou fell to the floor, blood pouring at a rapid rate from his wound.
"Sorry about this kid," came the voice of his assailant. It appeared to be the blue spearman. "But any witnesses need to be killed. You were just here at the wrong time." The man then walked away from the young magus and disappeared. By this point, Shirou could feel that his body was getting number, his eye sight was dimming and he couldn't speak anymore. It was then that he thought he could hear another voice that was near him, but he couldn't make it out, as his body's functions were failing at a fast pace. However, he couldn't think any more as darkness overcame his sight and he stopped breathing.
The brown haired youth had then woken up in a cold sweat and began to breath rapidly as if he couldn't get enough air into his lungs. The boy had then looked down at his uniform top, which by now had both a slash in it and blood around his heart area. Shirou had then looked around to see who had possibly saved him. However, he came up with nothing. Deciding now was the best time to leave; he got up and headed out the door.
Less than thirty minutes late, Shirou walked through his front door, into his dining room, and flopped down onto the floor. What had been going at school that had caused him to be attacked like that. Shirou had then rethought that last part. Not just attacked, but killed. He was by all means exhausted. It did not help that tomorrow he had another sync test. 'Might as well try and get some-'
His thoughts were cut off as he heard the sound of the bell alarm system his father had set up with the bounded field around the estate. When he heard the bells ring, his instincts kicked in. He rolled away quickly from his spot as a spear came down and impaled itself into the floor. Shirou had then looked to see who had attacked him. His breathe froze as he saw that assailant was none other than the blue spearman from the school. The young magus now had gotten a better look at the man, since he was only a few feet away from Shirou right now. He wore a blue body suit that had silver lining to it, had blue hair that was tied into a pony tail, and crimson eyes that fitted a wild beast than it did a man. His eyes were set on him, and the man's face was neutral.
"Really kid," he spoke with an annoyed tone present, "I tried being nice by giving you a quick and painless death. But what do you do? You go and live. Now I have to kill the same person in twice in one night. How annoying." He then lifted his spear so that the point was on route to Shirou.
Without knowing exactly what he did, Shirou jumped to grab a rolled poster that had been given to him by Taiga. When he had grabbed it, he thought of two words.
Trace on.
The spearman raised an eyebrow. "Oh," he said, "You're going to fight with that?"
'Basic structure, established. Components, determined. Basic structure, altered,' Shirou thought quickly as he began to form his circuits and use them, ignoring the pain that came with it.
"Well, too bad it won't work!" The blood red spear was then thrust towards Shirou; but this time around, the boy was ready for the attack. The reinforced poster had repelled the aim of the weapon and it only nicked his arm.
The man smiled ferociously. "A magus, huh," he asked interested. "Never knew one who fought like this, but…." He then pulled back and went for another strike, but Shirou ducked as the attack came and ran straight out of the room.
'I can't believe that worked,' he thought, 'why did reinforcement work now?'
The magus then came across a series of windows that showed the backyard. Without thinking and high on adrenalin, Shirou jumped straight towards one, smashing through it and tumbling on the way back to the ground. He got up to see the man jump with another strike for him. He rolled out of the way to dodge it. As he got up, he ran to shed with the blood thirsty spearman on his tail. He then turned back and used his make-shift weapon to block the oncoming spear. With one strike, his weapon shattered into shreds of paper and he was knocked back onto to his back. Shirou groaned as he sat up from the shed floor.
Above him, with a smile on his face, was his attacker, spear lain across his shoulders. "Well, I've got to hand it to you kid," he said, almost sounding impressed, "You gave quite the fight, but now, it's over. Who nows, maybe you could have been the seventh." His spear was once again raised to impale Shirou.
"S-seventh?" Shirou asked this wearily as watched the spear be positioned to attack.
"No need to worry about it now. Whatever, guess we'll never know." He then sent his spear towards the brown haired youth for the death blow.
As the weapon came towards him, everything moved in slow motion for Shirou. 'No it can't end like this,' Shirou thought frantically. 'It can't. It shouldn't. I can't let it happen.' He then met the beastly face of the blue man with one of steel. "I refuse to die!" He was then blinded by a light as he saw the blood red spear heading straight for him.
Chang!
He then heard it. It was the unbeautiful sound of cold steel clashing against each other. Shirou opened his eyes wearily and could not contain the blush on his face with the sight he saw. Standing in front of him, clad in silver armor and a blue dress, was a girl.
Not just any girl, but a beautiful one. He golden blonde hair, her flawless skin, and emerald green eyes that were cold. She held herself in a very regal fashion; one that could only be found in the type of people who were kings. His thoughts were then broken as he heard her speak.
"By your summoning I have come. I ask of you; are you my Master?" Her voice was beautiful sounding, almost like a bell chime, and soft but spoke with authority. It was as if the world stopped to listen to her. He could only look at her confused by her question. "Again, I ask of you; are you my Master," she asked again in an almost annoyed tone at his lack of an answer.
"M-master ow! " He gripped his left hand as an excruciating pain shot through his body. It was then he noticed that some sort of symbol had formed on his hand. The girl looked at his hand and gave a short nod as she saw these symbols.
"By the command seal it shows proof that you are indeed my Master." She then turned away from him and looked over her shoulder. "Remain here. I will be done in a moment." Her command was quick and just. With that said she turned back and rushed out of the shed to the enemy outside.
"Wait!" Shirou then rushed to the door to see the two warriors clash. As the spearman thrust his spear, the girl blocked it with an invisible weapon of some sorts and shot forward to strike back, only for the man to dodge and strike again. The two repeated this pattern until the spearman jumped back to gain distance between them.
"Hey," he spoke," I'm going to go on a leave and say that you are Saber, right?"
The girl's icy cold stare did not thaw at these words. "And by your spear, you would presumably be Lancer." Her voice was cold as she said this.
The man now identified as Lancer did not lose his grin. If anything, it grew even wider. "Guilty," he said, "But I got to know, that weapon you have hidden, it's a sword right?"
Saber smiled, not in a friendly sort of way, but in a more taunting manner. "Maybe, or perhaps it is a battle axe, or a spear, or even a bow."
Lancer's grin did not falter at this jibe. "Don't be smart with me lass," he said, "But in any case, since this is our first meeting, how's about we both withdraw for today, huh?"
The girl's face had lost the smile, and once again became a frown. "I think not Lancer," she said with the authority back in her voice, "I will not back down when an enemy is in front of me."
"Oh well," Lancer said. He then lowered his stance, point his spear's head at the ground and let his grin fall. "If that is how it's going to be…." It was then, that the air around Shirou froze. He could feel the immense pressure and blood lust that was radiating off the man's spear and became worried. As the man then shot forward, Saber became tense, ready to block the attack.
"Your heart is mine! Gae-"
He shot forward with weapon aimed, and Saber moved to the side to dodge it, but did little good. The spear, as if it had a mind of its own, changed course and headed for her.
"Bolg!"
The spear hit her but not as expected. He raised an eyebrow as he saw that he did not hit her heart, but merely her side. He pulled his spear, causing her to grunt as he did so, and jumped back. "You dodged my Gae Bolg at the last second. Impressive, but it did little good."
"Gae Bolg," Saber said weakly, but still strong enough to hold power, "Then are you the Hound of Ulster."
He however ignored her question and continued to speak, "Every time I use my noble phantasm I risk my identity getting found out. That's the price of being famous though." He then jumped upon the roof and looked back at the injured girl and smiled. "I know that the rules state that once your identity is revealed you are to fight to the death, but I'm going to have to not."
"Coward, you are just going to run away then," she spat.
His smile widened at this. "Don't be ridiculous. It's just that my Master is a real coward and doesn't want me to fight anyone right now. But you are more than welcomed to follow. Just be prepared to die if you do." With that, Lancer jumped away and disappeared into the night.
"Stop!" The girl then grabbed her side in pain. When Shirou saw this, he ran out to her.
"Hey," he asked worriedly as he arrived at her side, "are you okay?" He then saw that the armor that had been pierced was reforming and becoming whole again. The boy marveled at this site in true wonder. He then looked back at her piercing green eyes. "Who-who are you?"
The girl then looked at him before answering, "I am the servant Saber. As per your summoning, I have come to aid you in the Holy Grail War Master."
Shirou took a step back at this. Grail War? Servant? Master? What was this; some kind of cheesy anime that Taiga used to watch? "What are you talking about?"
The girl looked at him again for a few seconds before answering. "I see; it seems that you have no idea what is going on. Very well then Master, listen closely." She then turned away from him and began to walk away. "Every few decades, seven magi are chosen to participate in a secret war, known as the Holy Grail War. Every magus must summon a servant to do battle against each other. Is that clear master?"
Shirou rubbed his head in ache. "I think so, but don't call me master," he said, "It's really weird. Call me Shirou. Shirou Emiya."
Saber then turned back to look at him, her eyes void of any of its coldness. "Shirou," she said. It was then that for the first time since seeing this girl, she smiled. "Yes, I like the sound of that much better." She then quickly regained the steel in her eyes and turned towards the house. "Shirou, more enemies approaching. Quickly, heal this wound for me."
"B-but I can't do that type of magic," he stammered out.
She clicked her tongue. "Fine, my wounds are not as serious to hinder me from one more battle. Stay here." With that, she jumped over the house, leaving Shirou stunned.
"Wait! Saber! What do you mean by enemies?" HE then quickly ran around the house and out the gate to witness Saber cut the man in red that he saw at school.
"Archer, vanish," came a young girl's voice. Saber then took no hesitation in running forward, with her weapon poised to strike down the other person.
"Saber, stop," Shirou cried. As he said this, Saber had frozen in her spot. She turned back to face him with a glare.
"Shirou, what are you doing," she asked angrily, "Archer's master is right in front of us. It would be foolish to not strike her down now."
Shirou shook his head at the girl "I don't know what's going on, but whatever is going doesn't mean that it invokes the right to just go around and randomly kill people!"
Her glare hardened. "Randomly kill people?!" She was angry. You had to be a fool not to realize this. The attention on each other was then broken, as the second person spoke up.
"Well, well," the voice said, "are you going to put down your weapon then?"
Saber had turned her glare away from Shirou to send it towards the person. "I will not lower my weapon in the presence of an enemy."
"Even if it goes against your master's order? Even though you are a Saber class servant?"
The blond knight's glare had hardened even more at this response. However, albeit reluctantly, Saber then lowered her weapon, but she was still tense. This finally gave Shirou the time to see exactly who he had stopped Saber from slashing in half. "Y-y-you're-"
"Good afternoon Emiya-kun," the voice said. The figure then walked into the light so that Shirou could see her better and confirm her identity. The person he saw was none other than his school's idol, Rin Tohsaka. She smiled sweetly at him. "May I come in?"
A/N2 (March 31): God Damn, done! Whew, finally. That only took a while, but in any case chapter 3 is now finished. Thank god. First off the first part of the chapter was not my best work. Sorry about that, Evangelion is not my best work. Also if I messed up some up some things please let me know. Anyway I may come back and edit this chapter. So I will see you next time. Please Rate and Review. RV4 out.
Update****A/N: First off, sorry this isn't in the first authors note. This chapter was finished to the last second. I would have finished on the night it was posted, but my father was an ass. But here is now a better author's note to explain the situation a little better.
The war for humanities survival has begun as well as the war for the holy grail. I got to say, this will be the story to kill me. But I will not fail in my never ending quest to bring you a good story. I also have some hopes for this story before the time it ends. But they aren't important right now.
An important thing is that some of you are wondering if other Nasuverse characters will show up. I really want to, I do, but it will take time for it to happen. I already have an idea of a scene with Zelretch and Aoko talking about the situation with the angels, but it will be really hard to it. Here's the reason. Zelretch is a very complex character in his own rights. There is a way to write him and then there is making him like how he is supposed to be written. Aoko will be a hard character to portray as well. But I will try my best and see where it goes. Other Nasuverse lore will probably be found a way to be written in, but it will not be easy. But now I will say something that needs to be said. Anyone wanting to know what route in FSN I'm taking, stop asking now. It's a secret and I want it to remain like that because I want everybody to be surprised by it. So now hints, no spoilers, only what is written in the story.
Also if you feel that Shirou looked a little too OOC here, I probably know the place and there is a reason for that so bear with me on this one. Also I need a beta for this story, so if anyone wants to volunteer, that would be fantastic. Anyway, nothing else really to say about this than thanks for reading, check out my other stories and Review and Rate. I will see you in the next chapter, bye bye!