Hey everyone. Sorry if I bored you with all the flashbacks last chapter. Whenever I read a fate crossover story, I find that I know the Servants better if I see their past and find their game/book/movie/whatever. So this was more for people who didn't know who all the Servants were. Rest assured, Caster's is not going to be a massive flashback.

Enjoy.

Chapter 12: Now I am The Master.

(9:00am Friday, Fuyuki Church)

"Kirei." Tokiomi said as he shook him awake. "Kirei wake up."

Kirei yawned as he rose from bed. "Tokiomi. What is it?"

"I'm afraid that I have terrible news."

Kirei seemed withdrawn as he looked at his father's corpse. He would've seemed despondent, melancholic, grieving. Inside though, he was smiling. He felt happy seeing his body, wondering how painful his arm was as it changed. He watched as Archer got closer with a scanner of some kind.

"Well, the arm didn't kill him." Archer was saying. "From the bruising and broken vertebrae, I'd say something snapped his neck. And if we compare the handprint…He snapped his own neck."

"The arm seems similar to Berserker's. How dare he come here to hallowed ground and do such a thing." Tokiomi seemed livid.

"Is there anyone we can report this to?"

Kirei spoke up. "Regrettably, my father was the overseer of the War. With him dead there is no one to enforce the rules."

"Which means we will have to be vigilant against the others." Tokiomi finished. "Archer, let's head back to the mansion. I imagine Kirei would like to mourn his father, may his soul live in Heaven forevermore."

Kirei nodded. Once Archer and Tokiomi had left, he moved closer to a bunch of gibberish his father had written in his blood. Jn424. It didn't take him long to realise their meaning. "God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth." He hissed as his arm burned. Looking at it, he saw his arm being covered in Command Seals. The message must've granted him all the Command Seals that the Overseer would have. He cried, realising that his father trusted him to the very end. It somehow made his joy sweeter and yet bitter.

"Mind telling me, why the old man was going into my rooms?" Berserker asked as he stood behind him. "I chose those rooms because they were the most remote and unused rooms I could find. There was no way he could've found them without some help."

Kirei stood up. "I thought about what you said. About how evil makes me happy. So I decided to test it by sending my father to his doom."

"Well that's unnecessarily evil. What, the old man didn't hug you enough as a kid?"

"He loved me dearly, but I have always been like this for as long as I can remember. And I thought you enjoyed me being evil."

"I told you to find your happiness. To me, there is no right or wrong. You on the other hand, know right and wrong. And you feel happy when doing wrong." Berserker turned to leave. "I don't care what you do, but don't interfere with my work again."

(Emiya Residence)

Saber opened the door to the storehouse, letting Emiya in with him. He placed a bowl of cut fruit by Irisviel, who was lying down in the circle. He backed out, leaving the two sometime alone while he kept an eye out. Irisviel smiled at Emiya, as he crouched down beside her.

"Thank you." She said. "Thank you for showing me so much. For teaching me about the outside world. For the driving lessons, for your love. But mostly, thank you for giving me Illya. I will treasure you both."

"It's not your time yet, Iri." Emiya whispered. "Only one servant has died so far."

"I know. But I wanted to thank you while I remembered." She reached into herself, pulling out a scabbard. Avalon. King Arthur's sheath, and what they had used to summon Saber. "Saber's powerful mana actually activated Avalon. I suppose that, because of how similar their names are, Saber might actually be a different Arthur." She passed it to Emiya. "Even this won't stop me from dying. But it'll save you Kiri. I want you to live at least."

Emiya couldn't stop himself. He cried and cried and cried. He only stopped when someone knocked on the door.

"Kiritsugu." Maiya said. "Tohsaka just sent a message asking for an alliance. He wants to meet us at the Fuyuki church at 7 tonight."

Emiya grimaced. It could easily be a trap. What's more, they would be expecting Irisviel to show, not him. Showing up would reveal that he's the Einzbern master. Iri grabbed his hand.

"I'm still able to move, Kiri. I'll go with Saber to this meeting."

Emiya smiled. "Be safe." He stood up, going to sleep before it got dark.

He needed to be ready for anything.

(5:00pm, Fuyuki Streets)

Assassin shook his head in annoyance. He had heard that El-Melloi and his fiancé were somewhere around here. But he had been searching for hours and yet nothing. He was nearly about to try elsewhere when he had finally picked up a Magus trail. It led him to a remote area of the city. And standing out in the open, reading a book, was Caster's master. Honestly. They were in the middle of a war, they've already lost one Servant, and she was just reading without a care? Some challenge this will be. Assassin lined up the shot, placing his scope right at her chest. The head would be a better place to shoot, but enemies have an annoying habit of ducking the shot at any time. He pulled the trigger, and watched as the bullet passed through her…without hitting a thing.

He was already moving when she flickered and a massive fiery sword slammed down where he was standing. But as he reached the ground spikes started rising. He jumped again, but several nearly broke through his shield. As he looked around for a safe place, he was struck by a lightning bolt, before being pelted with ice. He ran off as his hologram took the blows, finding a hiding spot for his shields to regenerate. As they recharged, he looked up to find Caster hovering above. But before he could attack, his decepti0n wore off. Now Caster was glaring at him in rage.

"This is for Lancer." He growled. "I Call Upon Forge, Scorch, Flash." Three red Djinn moved, two making Caster glow as the third attacked Assassin. Though he moved as fast as he could, it struck true. His body burned and he nearly fell over. He fired his assault rifle from the hip, distracting Caster for a moment. But as he moved to new cover, he heard Caster use a Noble Phantasm. "Wrath of The Sun. I Summon Thee, Tiamat." He shouted. The two of them were trapped in a Reality Marble, with a tall tower in the distance. It rumbled as a large dragon flew out of it. It landed near Assassin, and despite his best efforts, scorched him with powerful fire. As his armour glowed red, Caster swung his blade. A massive glowing sword, bigger than the last one, pierced Assassin. He screamed as it burned him away, till there was nothing left.

And so, a second Servant had fallen.

(Unknown)

Kiritsugu was lost. Around him swirled a jumble of memories. He couldn't tell whose were whose. He tried to order them, but more memories flew about.

A green-skinned Orc who led his entire species. The spirit of his mate, Rulkan, called him to warn about the Draenei that were plotting against the Orcs. Rulkan introduced him to Kil'jaden, who gave him power. Ner'zhul was pleased to defend, but wondered why the spirits grew distant.

He saw a young boy, clearly Saber in his youth. He lived in a palace and was trained by a dwarf named Muradin Bronzebeard in sword fighting. War ravaged his father's kingdom. Arthas grew up quickly, especially when his horse was too badly injured to live, and had to be put down. He joined the Knights of the Silver Hand, tutored by their greatest, Uther the Lightbringer.

He watched Saber send infected grain to cities in The Alliance and The Horde. He watched as Necropolis rose up around Azeroth, as The Lich King declared War. He watched as adventurers from both sides fought back against the Scourge.

Ner'zhul became more and more confused as he lead the Orcs against the Draenei. They looked exactly like Kil'jaden, and he did not act like a divine being. He went to speak with the spirits, and they treated him like a monster. Rulkan said that she hadn't spoken to him for a long time. Kil'jaden had been manipulating him from the start.

Arthas met the young and beautiful Jaina Proudmoore, and began a relationship with her. But he soon wondered if they were ready, and they broke off the relationship to focus on their duties. They met up again later, but by then the Scourge began their attack.

The Lich King watched as his spies reported that both nations were heading to Northrend to destroy him. The fools actually thought they could win. They had no idea that he wanted them to come, to bring their strongest warriors so that he could crush them all.

Ner'zhul tried to defy Kil'jaden, but his apprentice Gul'dan desired power. He informed the demon about Ner'zhul's betrayal, and was elevated to chief by him. Ner'zhul could only watch as his people were turned into monsters, slaughtering all in their path. He was aware of all the secrets. But couldn't reveal them. But Gul'dan let him see true secrets, thinking him useless. And so he learned of their plan to feed Mammeroth's blood to the Orcs. Only one tribe would heed his warnings, but the Frostwolf Clan escaped the worst of the corruption.

Arthas watched in horror as his people were slaughter by the undead. He killed their leader, Kel'thuzad, but it did little to stop them. His heart was bursting when he realised that the grains were infected, that the people were about to become monsters. He cried as he was forced to put down every undead, every monster. And something was strained inside him that day.

The Lich King created an order of Death Knights, which nearly wiped out The Scarlet Crusade. The survivors fled from Lorderan, fleeing to unknown places. Empowered by their victory, the order marched on the Argent Dawn. But despite their larger numbers, the order fell against them and their leader. The Lich King appeared, telling them all that they were expendable, meant to draw Tirion Fordring out into the open. Darion Mograine, angered by this betrayal, threw a corrupted weapon to Tirion. The weapon's true power and the Holy Ground they stood on allowed him to repel The Lich King. He promised that when they next met it would be on unholy ground.

The Horde began an attack on The Alliance, but Ner'zhul watched as they were driven back through the portal. Weakened, they argued until one decided to find other worlds to conquer. After some persuasion, Ner'zhul agreed to help, collecting powerful artefacts. One of these was his apprentice's skull, who spoke to him and twisted him. Ner'zhul soon came to care more for his power than his people. When he opened the portals, he felt unimaginable power, and had his clan leave the others. As they left, the power of the portals tore the Badlands asunder, killing large numbers of Orcs. Ner'zhul had fallen to greed.

Arthas looked upon the city of Stratholme. Like he had told Emiya, the city was completely infected. He shattered from the pain, and ordered the city's destruction. His mentor and his love refused, abandoning him to his actions. Soon the city burned, and his enemy Mal'Ganis directed him to Northrend for a final showdown. Taking his loyal soldiers, Arthas headed there immediately.

The Living charged at the Wrathgate, ignoring each other and striking only the undead. They managed to claim it, with two great warriors taunting him. He came out and slew one of them. But then the undead that broke free betrayed everyone, bombarding Alliance, Horde, and Scourge alike. The Lich king retreated, and there were seven years of cold war.

Ner'zhul made it through the portal, just in time for Kil'jaden to slaughter his clan and tear him apart. With only his soul left, Ner'zhul agreed to work for him again. And so he was bound to armour, trapped in ice, and sent down to Azeroth. His icy prison became a throne, and his powers commanded the undead.

And so The Lich King was born.

Arthas met his mentor Muradin in Northrend, who was seeking a powerful weapon. Arthas help him find it, but not before making sure no soldier could return before they won. After much effort, they found the blade Frostmourne. Arthas used it to slay Mal'Ganis.

And Arthas was corrupted, joining the very enemies he wished to destroy.

The Lich King watched as his enemies killed one of his generals. No matter. He can be resurrected. The found Frostmourne in the hall of reflection, just as he planned. Uther's soul told them how to defeat him and that there must be a Lich King. He arrived and banished Uther, before having his captains attack. As Jaina and Syvannas attacked him, he fended them off with ease. His scourge chased all the adventurers away.

Arthas returned home and slew his father, before leading the Scourge against Lorderan. As the kingdom fell apart, he was ordered to resurrect Kel'thuzad. Working quickly, they slaughtered their way to The Sunwell, which they used to bring Kel'thuzad back. The Dreadlords commanded them to open a portal at Dalaran, using the book of Medivh to summon Archimonde. Their task fulfilled, Archimonde abandoned them. But The Lich King had a plan for freedom.

The Living destroyed Archimonde, while The Lich King had Arthas return to Northrend. Arthas had to get past Illidan, who wanted to destroy The Lich King. He won, and placed the Helmet of Domination atop his head.

And so Arthas and Ner'zhul became one.

The Adventurers fought through his warriors, until the final showdown against him. Deciding that they were powerful enough, he slew them instantly, planning on resurrecting them as Death Knights. Tirion broke free of his trap, and shattered Frostmourne. The souls he had harvested brought the adventurers back to life and trapped him, leaving him open to their strikes. As he lay dying, his soul returned to him. He felt horror over what he had done.

And that day, Arthas and Ner'zhul died a final death.

(7:00pm, Fuyuki Church)

Saber opened the doors for Irisviel. In their current clothing they could pass for a manservant helping his wealthy lady. Until Saber materialised his armour. Inside, Tokiomi was standing with Archer on his left and Kirei on his right.

"No need for violence Saber. We come in peace." Tokiomi said.

"So you say." Saber retorted. "But I'll keep hold of my blade."

"You said you wished for an alliance." Iri spoke up before things fell apart. "I wish to know why."

Tokiomi seemed to shake as he spoke. "Berserker…He killed Father Risei. Right here on Holy ground." He looked at them with rage. "Risei was like a second father to me and the monster killed him." He took a few minutes to compose himself. "Therefore, I wish for an alliance to kill him. Afterwards we can ensure that the Grail does not end up in the hands of someone other than the founding families."

Irisviel thought for a moment. Archer's ranged firepower would complement Saber's close-range mastery. And they might be able to see if he has any weaknesses. She looked at Kirei. She didn't trust him. Not after his attack. She had no doubt that he would've killed her and Maiya if Berserker's monsters hadn't scared him off.

"I agree. However, there is a condition for this alliance. While my heart mourns Kirei Kotomine's loss, I'm afraid I cannot trust him to fight alongside us."

"Why ever not?"

"Two nights ago, while Lancer and his master kept Saber and Kiritsugu Emiya occupied, Kirei attacked Maiya and I." Tokiomi seemed to start when he heard that. "Therefore, I ask that he be placed far away from Fuyuki. And Kiritsugu."

Tokiomi turned to look at Kirei. For his part, he didn't react to the scrutiny. Tokiomi sighed. "It's probably for the best. Assassin was killed barely two hours ago. And I imagine that he will want some time to mourn his father. So we have a deal?"

Irisviel nodded. Satisfied, Archer, Tokiomi and Kirei left first. Saber and Irisviel waited for a few moments, before Maiya entered. It was all clear.

Now they just had to wait for Berserker's next move.

(7:30pm, Tohsaka Mansion)

Tohsaka sighed, taking a long drink of wine. He wished Kirei had told him about the attack. If he had known, he could've pretended that Kirei was working on his own, getting revenge for Risei's death. As it was, this alliance is too good to pass up. Even now, Kirei was gathering his things for the flight out of Japan. It pained him, but he had to. A series of knocks echoed. Kirei entered, his bag at his side.

"First, I'd like to say that I am proud to have had you as my apprentice." Tokiomi said. "I hope that you retain good relations with the Tohsaka family, as your father did before you."

"Your words honour me." Kirei replied. "But where is Archer?"

"I had him check up on my family. I think that Rin will help him heal the wound left from Clank's departure. And you are more than capable of defending me while he is gone. Besides, he should be arriving back soon." He took another sip of wine. "Kirei. After this war ends, I would like for you to help train her to be a mage." He pushed a sheet of paper towards Kirei. "It's rather simple, but in essence this is a will I've prepared. I thought it to be prudent to have this ready in the event the worst happened. It leaves the entire wealth of the Tohsaka family to Rin, and names you her legal guardian until she comes of age."

"Leave it to me. I promise I will do everything to keep her safe from any harm."

Tokiomi sighed in relief. He pointed to a box he had on the table. Kirei opened it to find a dagger with a dark blade. "A gift from me." Tokiomi said. "It is an Azoth Dagger. It symbolises your mastery of magic, and signals the completion of your apprenticeship to me."

"I am without words. You are far too kind to me. I am filled with gratitude, my Master."

"It is I who should thank you. Now I can begin preparing for the upcoming battles." He stood up, noticing the time. "We'd better get going. I don't want to make you miss your flight"

"No. You'd needn't worry about it, my Master."

Then Tokiomi felt pain. Endless pain. He heard his blood drip onto the carpet. He could only gasp in pain and horror as Kirei twisted the dagger. "You see," He continued. "I never actually got around to buying myself a ticket."

Then Tokiomi saw only darkness. Forever.

Kirei smiled as Tokiomi's blood stained several feet red. It felt wonderful. This must be the happiness and joy Berserker mentioned. Working quickly, he transferred Archer's command seals to himself. The marks had barely appeared when Archer walked into the room. His hologuise's smile turned to shock as he spied Tokiomi's corpse, then rage when he saw his command seals on Kirei's hand. "You murdering, traitorous bastard!" He yelled, waving around his wrench.

"By the power of the command seal, I order you to obey me and refuse to harm me." Kirei chanted as he dodged the strikes. Archer stopped moving, but he was still straining to reach him.

"You're dead Kotomine." Archer growled in fury. "I swear that I will kill you for what you've done."

"Perhaps." Kirei smirked. "But for now, you will obey my every command. And there are plenty where those came from." He raised his sleeve, showing Archer all the command seals he had. Archer merely spat at him.

This anger excited Kirei. He couldn't wait to cause more pain.

And there we go. Kirei betrays Tokiomi. I wanted him to have Archer while still killing Tohsaka, so I had him steal the command seals. It makes sense. He does that in Fate/Stay Night, so why not here? And sorry for another flashback. After this, there should only be Caster to go.

I had Saber's memories be jumbled together to symbolise the fact that he is actually three souls at once. He is Ner'zhul, The first Lich King, forced into servitude to survive. He is Arthas, the current Lich King, who began a war against the living. And he is Matthias, the last remnant of Arthas the prince. So Emiya saw the history of all three souls at once.

Next up, the last Omake I can think of. Enjoy.

For a third time, everyone was called to the church. Even the servants that had already died. They stood there grumbling, until the far door opened slightly. Risei peeked in, ducking as a wall of weapons and fire blasted the door.

"So help, priest, if you called us here to tell us we're broke again, I'll skin you alive." Saber growled.

"Wait, wait! I'm not!" Risei yelled, waving his hands in surrender. "This has nothing to do with money." Everyone sighed in relief at this. "Now then, you are all aware that this is based on the Fate/Zero story, right? With completely different Servants than the real story?"

"We are?" Avenger asked."

"Well, everyone except you." Avenger started pouting. "Anyway, the point is that we've got some special guests tonight. They're waiting outside the church." He led all the servants and masters outside, where they met the heroes they replaced.

Saber was interesting. She was a young girl, much younger than Irisviel, and dressed in what appeared to be an armoured dress. Her blond hair was tied back in a braid with a blue ribbon. In her hands was what appeared to be an invisible sword.

Archer was a handsome man, with blond spiky hair and red eyes. He had a grin of smugness, to go along with his dazzling golden armour and red cape/loincloth-thing. He was standing on top of a light post, as though he wouldn't dare to touch the ground.

Lancer was very different too, holding onto two spears. One red, one gold, and both wrapped in purple bindings. He wore a skin-tight leather outfit that showed off his pecs and his arms. Most noticeable however, was a beauty mark on his cheek, which all the fan-girls started squealing over.

Rider, was tall. A freaking giant that matched our Rider in height. He was dressed in a legionnaire outfit, possibly Roman or Greek. He hid one arm under a large red cape, and his muscles were nearly bursting out of his clothes.

Caster was a freak. There was no polite way to say it. He had grey, pallid skin, and his eyes stared in opposite directions. He hid most of his body under a large shapeless cloak, and had sharp talons for fingers. He was currently giggling while staring at Fate/Zero Saber. At least, everyone thought he was.

Berserker was… a mystery. He wore dark, spiky armour that hid all of his features, while his stats were obscured by a strange mist. The only sign he was there was his glowing red eye slit, which made him look positively demonic. He was currently chained to the ground, straining to move closer to Fate/Zero Saber. She's a popular girl.

Lastly, Assassin was not one person, but several. All of them hidden under black cloaks and leather, the most noticeable feature being a bone-white mask covering their faces.

"Everyone!" Risei shouted. "Allow me to make introductions. First off, we have Saber, otherwise known as King Arthur. Or Arturia Pendragon. Take your pick."

"Goddammit." Emiya sighed. "You're telling me I tried to summon a woman? At least Arthas looks the part."

"Your soul." Arturia said, glaring at Arthas. "It is pure evil."

"Well, I was the most terrifying enemy of my world, Miss Goodygood." Arthas dodged as Arturia swung her sword at him. He quickly got Frostmourne in the way of the second strike. A blast of magic dispelled the invisibility, revealing Excalibur to be a long blade decorated gold with a blue trim. Arturia jumped away, with Arthas hot on her heels.

"Right then." Risei continued. "Next up, is the legendary King of Heroes, Gilgamesh." Fate/Zero archer preened as Risei announced him. Ratchet merely stared at him.

"Hey, weren't you that freak that got first dibs on everyone's wives?" The birds twittering in the background stopped with the screech of brakes as everyone stared as Ratchet. Gil gave him a glare of hatred.

"You dare to speak to me in such a manner? Mongrel, prepare to die." A golden circle appeared to his left, a large sword exiting the portal. With a flash, it fired itself at Ratchet, who merely took a quick step to the left. He pulled out his blaster, and left tiny marks on Gil's armour. This seemed to piss him off even more, as he made more circles to attack. One large circle deposited a large, golden ship with green wings and a throne. As Gil jumped aboard, Ratchet pulled out a remote and pushed the button. The air echoed with a beep-beep as a blue spaceship appeared out of thin air. As Gil fired more weapons, Ratchet quickly jumped into his ship, and gave chase.

"Grrr." Risei growled. "Next up, we have Diarmuid Something-something. I can't remember his name. Lancer, we have Fang here. Now are you going to talk, or do you just want to fight each other?"

"I'd love to show you my dragon." Fang replied, literally dragging him by the arm. They heard a roar as Fang summoned Bahamut.

"Ok then. Good. Next, we have the Riders. Chief, we have Iskander, better known as Alexander. Alex, we have Master Chief here, a hero who won a war nearly singlehandedly. Now, go and fight or something. I don't care anymore."

Iskander looked master Chief up and down, before giving him a massive grin. "You have the makings of a fine warrior. I ask of you, join me and together we will unleash a new wave of conquest upon the lands. Every last mile of this world will sing songs of glory about Iskander and Master Chief!" he wrapped one arm around Chief's large shoulders. "Then, we will extend our reach to the very stars, showing all that we will not be stopped. It will be glorious!"

"Pass." Chief replied. "I'm just a soldier, loyal to the Human Race. I would help against extra-terrestrial threats, but I won't help one man conquer the local government."

"And besides, it's stupid." Waver said. "You'd seriously wish on the Grail to…" He yelped as Iskander flicked him away by the forehead.

"Fool! To show off our eternal might is not stupid. It is the very ideal of all nations, of all kings! Each desire to show off their power to their enemies, so that they will surrender peacefully, and share their bounties to the king. It is shame you won't change your mind Chief. But when I conquer the world and reach for the stars, I will make sure to summon you to aid me."

"Deal."

"Right then." Risei said. "Isaac, this is your counterpart, Gilles de Rais. He was a knight from France, who promptly went insane when the English murdered his lover. Or something. Anyway, point is, he started using blood magic, and demon summoning and other freaky-deaky shit. Play nice." He barely said that before Isaac tried to strike Gilles with his sword. But Gilles dodged the blow, pulling out a book wrapped in human skin. As he read the pages and chanted out the magic, piles of blood formed and started turning into tentacle monsters. Isaac's Djinn appeared to aid him, and the two also started fighting.

"Last, and thankfully least, is Assassin. He was known as Hassan-i-Sabbah. He is the very first Assassin, and was the inspiration for the word. So now what?"

Risei didn't have to wait long. Hassan and the other Assassins faded out of view, before reappearing around Zer0. Without hesitating, they rushed in to strike him for stealing their place, only to find that their blades passed through his hologram. As they complained about attacking one another, Zer0 appeared behind them with a massive rocket launcher on his shoulder. They merely had time to gulp before he blew every last one of them to Kingdom Come. The rocket exploded into more explosives, which cleaned up anything he missed.

"And Zer0 just killed Hassan. That's just fucking great. Now I'm gonna have to pay reimbursement money."

"I've got a question." Berserker asked, looking at the black knight. "Why the fuck haven't you introduced us?"

"Because I don't fucking like you. And besides, having two Berserkers meet up is like throwing a Molotov cocktail into a fireworks, explosive and Nukes factory." No one could argue that. "Now, how are the others doing?"

"Keep the panties for good luck!" Fang shouted to Diarmuid as he left the church. Arthas and Arturia stumbled back into view, both panting as they lugged their scorched armour along. As they toppled to the ground, Gilles went flying through the air as a massive chandelier-like dragon chased him. And far in the distance, Gil and Ratchet were still fighting, exhausting their supplies.

"Enough!" Gil shouted as he pulled out a massive drill-looking red sword. "You should be honoured, mongrel. You have actually forced me to use this. Behold, the truth of the world, Enuma Elish!" A large red orb of power formed as the drill spun. Ratchet merely grabbed his bronze gun, the panels spinning as a blue/white ball formed. Both orbs impacted against each other, splitting the world into light and dark. The power of the explosion battered both combatants, sending them crashing right on top of the Sabers.

"Right then. This has been a complete fiasco. I don't know why I expected anything better. Let's just get everyone out of here." He looked around as he noticed someone missing. "Hey wait. Where's Kayneth?"

Bahamut waddled in, holding some large squeaky toy in his jaws. It was as he got closer that everyone saw it was Kayneth, squeaking in pain with every step.

"Goddammit." Risei sighed.

Well there we go. The new cast meet the old cast. That was my last idea. If anyone has an idea for an Omake, could you let me know? These were actually pretty fun to do.

Finally, here is Caster's Stat Sheet. That's all the Servants now. Enjoy

Caster:

Name: Isaac

Series: Golden Sun

Master Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri

Alignment: Neutral Good

Strength: B

Endurance: B

Agility: B

Magical Power: A

Good Luck: C

Noble Phantasm: A+++

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance (A)

Magic Resistance grants protection against magical effects. Differently from the Resistance effect that merely rejects prana, this ability cancels the spells altogether. Important to note that the term "verse" seen below refers to a set of three lines. Thus, a chant of two verses is equivalent to a Six-Line incantation. Cancel spells of A-Rank or below. In practice, the Servant is untouchable to modern magi, so it would not be an exaggeration to title the Servant a "Magus Killer".

Due to fighting many other Adepts, Isaac's Djinn helped imbue him with greater resistance to magic and physical damage. This effect is lowered whenever he uses the Djinns' power.

Personal Skills:

High-Speed Divine Words (A)

High-Speed Divine Words is the power to activate Thaumaturgy without the use of Magic Circuits. The language of the Age of Gods, back when words played a heavy role in spellcasting. As such, it is power long lost by modern magi. At this level High-Thaumaturgy-level Magecraft can be cast at the speed of Single-Action spells.

High-Speed Incantation (A)

High-Speed Incantation is the capacity to recite spells at high speeds.

Isaac learned how to cast Psynergy without saying any words. To an outsider it is all but invisible casting.

Pioneer of the Stars (EX)

Pioneer of the Stars is the unique Skill given to heroes that became turning points in the human history. All difficult voyages and challenges which are considered "impossible" turn into "events that can be realized".

Isaac and his friends changed the world forever, by unleashing the power of Alchemy again, and reinvigorating the world.

Noble Phantasms:

Wrath of the Sun (Anti-Unit/Anti-Group)

Isaac activates the innate magic of his sword Sol Blade. Depending on charge time he may cast Centurion, Radiant Fire, Purgatory, or Megiddo.

Come Forth (Anti-Unit)

Isaac uses the power of a djinni to affect an enemy or himself. Needed to use I Summon Thee

I Summon Thee (Anti-Army to Anti-Fortress)

Utilizing a number of djinn energy, Isaac summons forth a being to unleash damage for him. The more Djinn he uses beforehand, the greater the summon he can use.