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Thanks to the people who actually private messaged me to help me improved my writing. Many thanks to you guys! Special thanks goes to mangafreak7793, who gave me a juicy piece of information that gave me inspiration. And so here it is, Chapter 1. Words underlined and in italic shows that it is of a recall.
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Author's Disclaimer: I do not own Fate/Stay Night. In other words, I do not own the original intellectual property.
Chapter 1
"Hey, wake up."
I felt a gentle slap across my cheeks. Was it even possible to feel or hear anything after death?
I slowly opened my eyes… but quickly shut them as soon as the sunlight hit them like a truck. Where am I?
"Welcome to Avalon, King Arthur."
That's right…Avalon…but how...?
My train of thought was quickly disrupted by yet another gentle slap on my cheeks. I can never seem to get a moments rest…
"Hey, wake up already, Saber!" This time, the tone of voice was much more urgent, even slightly malicious.
I reacted immediately, yet still refuse to open my eyes. I grope around blindly for my sword, Excalibur. I was shocked to find out that I did not have it on me. Oh wait, I returned it to the Lady in the Lake… I groped around blindly, looking for something, anything that could be of some use in my defense.
"Saber, it's futile to attempt to find yourself a weapon here. None of them exists here, even I can't trace my weapon here. Besides, this is Avalon, a peaceful place. Would there be a need to defend yourself?"
Peace? I have not known peace ever since I pulled Caliburn out of the stone; ever since I became King of Britain. Except for that one day with him.
Reluctantly, I stopped my actions and slowly opened my eyes. I took a moment to get my bearings through half-closed eyes. I was lying on something soft, and felt warm at the same time. I was probably tucked into a bed. But by who?
"Shirou…?"
"Hmm…yes? Are you fully awake now?" My heart soared… Shirou? Here?
I had to take a closer look…to see if it was really Shirou… My Shirou…
I opened my eyes fully this time, and was shocked to see…
"Archer!?!?" My heart plummeted to the bottom of my stomach like a rock.
"Good, you are awake now."
"What is the meaning of this? Why did you respond to the name Shirou…?" Why did you give me false hope?
"Oh yeah… I didn't revealed my true name back then did I?" You sure as hell did not. In fact, even Rin had no idea who or what you were.
"Well, I might as well tell you my true name since you are here." He cleared his throat, and announce in a clear voice...
"Saber, I am Emiya Shirou of the future."
Oh.
My.
God.
"What? You? Shirou? Impossible!"
"What is not possible? Isn't the Holy Grail the omnipotent vessel? Capable of anything? If it is, then surely it can obtain heroic spirits from the future as well?"
I sat up straight and was fully awake at this point. A future Archer? Shirou? A future hero?
"Good morning, Senpai."
"Morning, Sakura. Morning, Fuji-nee"
"You are late again. Onee-san was tired of waiting."
"Well, you see… I overslept again… I was…"
"Hmm…?"
"Was… p-preparing for the upcoming examinations!" I nearly choked on my words. Lying was not always my fort. As a matter of fact, I was practicing my tracing sorcery late into the night. You never know when it might come in useful.
"Is that so?" Fuji-nee raised an eyebrow at me. "At any rate, quickly have breakfast and head off for school."
"Yes madam." I settled down and prepared to gorge myself on the feast spread out before me. It seems Sakura's culinary skills have improved once more.
Its been a week since Saber went back from which she came. I miss her, and yet, I know that she and I made the right decision and did the right thing. Fuji-nee was especially worried when Saber suddenly disappeared, and I had a difficult time to explain things to her. On the other hand, I explained to Sakura about the Holy Grail War that took her brother, Shinji, so she knew why and where Saber had gone.
That did not meant that she was not sorely missed though.
"Saber-chan once said…she found my cooking splendid…" Sakura mentioned out of the blue. Seems like an attempt more for conversation to break the silence more than anything else. Meals in this house has lost its liveliness with Saber gone and Rin as well as Ilya returning to their respective mansions.
"Of course it is, Sakura-chan! In fact, its getting better and better! One day, you might be a world-renowned chef! Don't forget me when you have reached the top!" Fuji-nee quickly responded. How typical of her, always direct and open. However, those are some of her qualities I suppose. "Not many people are that open and difficult to deceive..."
"You falter me, Fuji-sensei." That is Sakura for you. Always humble and polite. Yet, under that facade, I know that she is still grieving for her brother. It seems that I am in the same boat as her, as we both lost someone dear to us during the war. And yet, life goes on, we must, for their sake, live optimistically. It is fine to grief for those we lost, but we should never cling on to the past, as they can never return…
Or can they?
"Come, let's go see the caretaker of this place…" Archer offered his arm to me. I still could not believe he was Shirou of the future. Their personalities were worlds apart! How could Shirou's personality change in such a short amount of time?
I grabbed his arm, and pulled myself up. My numb legs threatened to fail me at first, and I almost, embarrassingly, collasped onto the floor there and then. However, I steadied myself soon enough. It seems that I have been asleep for quite a long while. I followed Archer out of the room into…
A/N
Thanks for reading. Please review, the more reviews I get, the more incentive I had to write!
I was going to have the 'caretaker' addressed as something else... Maybe 'Mighty and Supreme Overlord of Avalon' or something, but found that it was such a mouthful. (and a pain in the butt to type out...) So I decided to just use 'caretaker'.
Next up, probably some scenes on how Rin and IIya is managing and why Archer is so different from Shirou. I already having the general plot in mind, but still making it up as I go along. I'm bracing myself for daily updates, but things may crop up along the way.
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