Author Note: This a Percy Jackson and Fate Stay Night (Anime Unlimited Blade Works) crossover.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything by Rick Riordan Or Type Moon!

Chapter 1: The Summoning

Homurahara Academy:

Percy Jackson sat slumbering on his disk unaware of his teacher towering above him. In a strong swing the teacher brought his ruler down hard on to percy's disk with a 'whoosh' and loud crack startling Percy. Startled Percy's head up whipped up towards the teacher his teeth bared in a near growl, his infamous wolf stare forming on his face, with his hand slipped into his pocket grasping riptide within. Realizing who had woken him Percy's movements froze, his face turning into frown.

The teacher had frozen at the near animalistic expression on the his student's face. He tried to regain some his composure as his form trembled slightly. "Hi Senise" Percy joked lightly as he gazed at his teacher,"Mr. Jackson do you find my class boring?" asked the teacher trying to stern though it wasn't intimidating with him shaking, "No Senise" Percy responded his voice filled with false innocence. "Then, why are you sleeping in my class?" the teacher asked leaning over him, eyes narrowed.

Percy was silent for a moment before giving his teacher a grin as idea formed in his head. Waving his hand to the side and leaning back Percy replied his voice filled with mirth "Well, my neighbors just got married you see. You know happens then right. They kept me up all night with the banging and the moaning. A few of my pictures were even knocked off the wall."

The teacher's eye started to twitch, his face red in anger at the blatant disrespect in Percy's tone as the class giggled response. "Thank you for telling us Mr Jackson." the teacher said through gritted teeth as he kept his anger in check "How ever, you'll be staying after school to clean room spotless for falling asleep in my class."

"Sure thing Senise" Percy responded as he thought sarcastically 'fucking ass'

Homurahara Academy after School:

Percy finished cleaning the room as night fell. Muttering under his breath about smart ass teachers Percy leaned against the window of his third floor class staring at the moon above. The silence of the night was shattered by the sounds of combat erupting in the yard below. Broken from his grumbling, Percy ducked out of sight. His eyes widened as he looked down at combatants below; The very earth of the yard was ripped apart as a blue clad figure armed a lance clashed against a red figure armed with twin blades. Both figures repeatedly seem disappear only to appear again as their blades clashed and the earth shattered at their foot falls. As they clashed, they spoke to one another though he only pick up the words "archer.. lancer.. master".

Percy's eyes narrowed 'Servants, so it has begun.' He thought as he looked as his eyes were drawn to another red clad figure upon the field. His eyes widened before once again narrowing as he recognized the schools idol, Tohsaka Rin, on the red figures side of field.

'Ah, she's a master' Percy thought as spotting her command seals upon her hand. He remembered the first times he encountered her, she was seemly the perfected student, completely normal, if a little on the rich side. Normally he would have thought nothing of her, if not for the aura of power and mystery that linger around her.

With this new knowledge in hand, Percy turned to leave, when he saw something that chilled him. The lancer had bolted from the field chasing after a figure in one of the school uniforms as it disappeared into school. Percy rushed out of the room grasping riptide, his heroic reflexes kicked in and headed toward the stairs leading to the second floor hoping to intercept the figure before the lancer did.

Reaching the second floor Percy turn the corner of out of the stairwell, only to freeze as he spotted the fallen figure lying in his own blood. Walking slowly a look of sympathy come over his face as he he shook his head. Looking at to body he knelt down and rolled him over to see who it was. Percy's back stiffen as he saw it was the kid from the second year class, Shirou Emiya.

"You didn't deserve this" Percy whispered, his gut twisting at the sight. Reaching into his pocket he removed two gold drachmas intending to give him his final rites. The sound of running disrupted his actions as he was forced to duck out of sight into an adjacent classroom. Grasping Riptide, Percy leaned against the wall next to the door, waiting as the sound of running came to a stop outside the room. A feminine gasp echoed in the hall before Rin's voice sounded "Archer, go after lancer see if you can find out who his master is" "Yes, Master" the now identified Archer responded to the command

'She's archers master' Percy thought as he heard a thud and the rustle of clothing as she moved the body. After a second Percy heard Rin gasp. "You, why did have to be you." she asked, her a tone was near tears. After a moment a red glow erupted throughout the hall and into the room nearly giving him away if he hadn't moved back more.

After a few moments the glow ended returning the hall to its moonlight state and the sound of running once again echoed in the hall moving away from the area. As the running to die away Percy left the room stopping to stare at the healed fatal wound and the rising chest of what he thought was a dead man.

'That's some powerful healing' Percy whistled as he looked towards the exit before glancing the form of Shirou Emiya. 'He'll live' Percy thought as rushed out of the building in the direction of his home intending to prepare for whats to come.

Semina Apartments, horizontal apartment, floor 2:

Standing the the center of the living room of his four bedroom apartment. All the furniture had been moved to edges of the room leaving a silver runic circle illuminated by the light of moon filtering in through the open window.

Walking to the circle Percy placed, his blade Anaklusmos in the center, raising his hand over it preparation of a chant. Looking towards the window, Percy stared out over the city, as if waiting for something to occur. And as if on queue a great blast of prama erupted in Miyama Town, the traditional sector of the city. Smirking Percy thought 'The last servant. Now to make my move'

Percy closed his eyes tight, he used a knife to slice his palm allowing his blood to drip down onto the circle, as he started to consecrated on the source of his powers, his godly blood, intending use it to power the ritual. After a few moments of silence an impossible pain erupted throughout his being almost breaking consecrated as fought to not scream out in agony. His very blood seemed to boil and his veins started to glow golden through his skin. The very air seemed to be charged with power as the runic circle ignited into a silver light.

Forcing himself ignore the pain, he snapped his eyes open glowing golden with power and started his chat in Latin:

Let silver and steel be the essence.

Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.

Let black be the color I pay tribute to.

Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall.

Let the four cardinal gates close.

Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate.

Let it be declared now;

your flesh shall serve under me, and my fate shall be with your sword.

Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail.

Answer, if you would submit to this will and this truth.

An oath shall be sworn here.

I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven;

I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell.

And thy whom pledge themselves to the Goddess Artemis,

Thee whom turn their back on the company of men;

Accept my calling, and join me under the eternal moon.

The chant ended and a flash of silver light erupted from the circle. Percy rose his arm to block the light as he fell to a knee as both his strength and the pain left him, leaving him ragged from the stress.

As light faded Percy lowered his arm and gasped. There standing before him illuminated by the light of moon, was a familiar sight that was lost all those years ago; tall, graceful figure clad in a white shirt, a silver jacket and silvery camo pants and black combat boots. Slong over the shoulder was a silver bow and twin daggers at the lower back. The familiar dark brown eyes, the slightly upturned nose, copper-colored skin, and the silver circlet braided into the top of her long dark hair. Her whole form glowing faint silver.

Staring down with a black expression, the figure asked 'I, whom has been summoned the servant Huntress, ask of thee, art thou my master?" Percy's eyes widened stunned at the sound of hearing her monotone voice. there was silence for a moment as a feeling of dread suddenly filled Percy's stomach as a uneasy feeling into his mind.

After a moment she asked again "I ask again of thee, art thou my master." after a pause her voice suddenly changed, a small grin forming on her face as she finished with a cocked eyebrow at his current kneeling position "Perseus Jackson?"

His eyes widened even more before he release a small chuckle realizing he just been played. Standing his stood full height, though his body was still weak, he towered over the smaller girl. Staring into her dark eyes he and answered "Yes, I Perseus Jackson, I'm your master, Zoe Nightshade the servant of the Hunt"

Author Note: How was that, please review