Somewhere in Snowfield, Nevada, United States.
Deep inside the cave north from the city of snowfield. An ancient ritual is about to take place. A ritual to enter a once in a lifetime tournament to battle to the death for the ultimate prize that every competitor has fought, bleed and died for.
The Holy Grail.
A relic of incredible power, capable of granting the greatest of impossible wishes, and said to bestow hidden knowledge recorded within the Akashic Records. Knowledge that every Magi has committed on his or her lifetime. One such lucky Magus has been chosen to participate.
With chalk in hand a Magus completed the drawing of a Magic Circle, before dropping the chalk and raising his hand marked with special Command Spells.
"Set."
The Magus began his recital. Determination etched in his aged features.
"For the elements, silver and iron."
"For the foundation, stone and the Archduke of Pacts."
"Raise a wall for the wind that shall fall."
For the Magus is in a progress of calling forth a mighty warrior to resurrect from the afterlife in order to aid him in battle.
"Close the gates of the four directions."
"Come forth from the Crown, and follow the forked road leading to the Kingdom."
"Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill!"
"Repeat five times."
"But when each is filled, destroy it."
The Magic Circle then begins glow into a brilliant bright blue color.
The torches illuminating around the area the sigil follows suit.
As the flames turns from its natural color from fiery red into the same azure.
"Heed my words."
"My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny."
"If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer me!"
The circle suddenly bursts out a pillar of excess of primal magical energy so powerful that it melts the melts the cold hard ceiling above, stumbling the Magus back but he will not be deterred. As he planted his two feet firmly into the dirt, the Magus gave out a mighty roar as he poured all his willpower and energy into completing the ritual.
Once the light fades from the summoning circle and the torches burning flames snuff out. The moonlight shines through the massive hole created by the raw power into the cave. Its luna rays shone brightly onto the guardian he was assigned to….
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"What?" The Magus eyes widely blinked in confusion. Ever since he was chosen to participate in the Holy Grail War, the Magus have since researched intensively into the previous Holy Grail Wars recorded in history. One such Servant has stood out during his research.
In the fourth Holy Grail War there an Archer servant who was summoned using a fossilized skin of a snake. The Servant's identity was none other than Gilgamesh. The Sumerian king of ancient Uruk. Known to the world outside of the Magecraft society as the ancient hero written on the epic poem, The Epic of Gilgamesh.
For what he had learned, Gilgamesh was the most powerful Archer ever to be summoned in the fourth grail war. Apparently, word got out in the Mages Association that after the Great Fire of Fuyuki, the king of Heroes was the only one left alive at the end of the fourth grail war and had lived long enough amongst society to participate into the fifth grail war, which happens much earlier in ten years. Unfortunately, the Archers luck would run out as he soon lost his life late into the fifth grail war. Reports of his death were mixed among the rumors. Most believe that Gilgamesh was finished off by Artoria Pendragon, known by her famous alias as King Arthur. The Saber who was previously summoned in the fourth Holy Grail War. Some have said that he was defeated by a "Faker" who was reported as the new Master of the Saber Servant and has at one point lost his connection to his Servant. And recently, there were a swirl of rumors, state that Gilgamesh was unceremoniously devoured by a sinister phantasmal, that was born from the corruption of the Holy Grail.
No matter the case, whatever has happened to the King of Heroes was irrelevant for the Magus. What matters is that he must summon that same Archer if he was to win this False Holy Grail War.
And yet… what was in front of the Magus was not the golden king sitting on his throne with a posture of superiority. Instead, kneeling in front of a magus was a gigantic 18 meter mechanical construct towering over the smaller human. Whose colors are white and blue colored on its upper body. With a little bit of red and yellow etched in parts on its body. What makes it stood out was the horn like antennas attached on the forehead of its helmeted masked face.
"This…. This can't be right?" The Magus muttered to himself as he quickly reached to grab his notebook to read the pages. He was sure that he used the right catalyst that his ancestor worked hard to obtain in their lifetime. Thoroughly memorized every single letter in the verses in order to make sure there were no errors in his chant. Perfected the Summoning Circle inside a cave in the middle of a desert for an entire day even!
Groaning in frustration the Magus threw away his notebook. "No! It won't matter! As long as I am the Master, I can still win this False Grail War!" In the end a Servant nothing more than a tool. He won't let this irregularity in the summoning system stop him from claiming absolute victory!
He then marched a few steps forward until he was staring face to face towards the metallic face staring down onto the Magus.
"Servant Archer…" The Magus decreed, pointing his finger at the mech. "As your Master my first order is to for you to reveal your identity immediately!"
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However, there was only silence inside the cave. The lights not even bothering to flash in acknowledgement. What the Magus didn't know is that the Servant in question did not have the capacity to speak like what normal humans would. And its lack of response just made the man more angry.
"Didn't you hear me!?" The irate Magus demanded. "I said! As your Master my first order-." *FWOOSH!* He didn't get to finish as he suddenly burst into flames.
"GYA-!? AAAAAAARGH! AAaAAH! GHAAAAAAUuuu!" By the time the former Master became aware of what's going on, the Magus life had already ended without ever accomplishing anything as his entire body had been burnt into a smoldering pile of burnt up flesh.
For a while only the smell of cooked meat are all that remains inside the cave. Until the sound of small footsteps echoes the entire cavern.
Approaching the now masterless Archer is dark skinned girl with long black hair tinted with darkish brown. Wearing a white bridal dress with long laced gloves on her arms and a ribbon tied to the back of her hair.
"How disappointing." The young girl's voice spoke for the first time. As she stopped, her eyes merely turned to the blackened charred corpse laying down on the floor beside her.
"I was going to spare your incompetent life right after you finished." The girl's eyes closed for a moment before opening again. Her attention now focused onto the machine. "But if you couldn't even accomplish a simple task of welcoming his grace, Then I suppose I should forfeit your existence for your utter failure." She finished as she continued her trek to the irregular Servant.
As the girl got in proximity with the Servant, she then took a deep sigh. Originally the girl was to be offered as a sacrifice for her tribe. But, when news of a new Holy Grail War set in her land reached the ears of her people, she was quickly made chief of her tribe and taught in the ways of Magecraft in preparation for the grail war. She had already resigned herself in service to her king, ever since she discarded her heart and emotions. But with this machine taking her king's place she now knows not what to do anymore.
"What am I supposed to do now?" The girl murmurs to herself as she places her hand upon the cold metal surface. She has betted everything from her fate and the fate of her people towards the King of Heroes. But, without him she is now uncertain of what will befallen to her clan.
The sound of the moving machine alerted the native girl as she turns to see the large metallic hand lowering itself onto the ground behind her. As if beckoning her hop upon the Archers hand.
Curious about the Servant's behavior, the girl obeys and climbs upon the palm, allowing herself be lifted up. The girl watches in awe as the chest opens itself as the hand stops to allow the girl inside. As she stood up the girl can see that inside the chest was a simple cockpit and an empty seat, just waiting for a pilot to hop in.
"You… want me… to sit here?" The girl asked, unlike the False Archer's previous Master, the machine let out a chiming sound, a pulse of light briefly flashes around the cockpit. Answering the girl's inquiry.
"I see…" The girl nodded. She then proceeded to gather and scoop up her dress with her both hands. "Then… please excuse me." The girl proceeded to make her way inside the cockpit. Positioning between herself and the seat. Once she manages to place herself onto the seat and fix her dress. The girl allowed herself to relax, comforting herself within the seat inside of the cockpit.
The lights slowly come to life inside the cockpit as the canopy close in on itself. Once the canopy shuts itself sealed tight, the walls around the cockpit began to turn itself on, showing the girl a visual live feed of the False Archer's surroundings. A large monitor and a pair of flight sticks attached on each sides controlling the machine slowly rises to where the girl is sitting.
"Are these…?" The girl wonders to herself as she cautiously reaches her two hands towards the flight sticks. Once her palms fully grasp upon the handles the girl suddenly felt her mind being assaulted.
"Ngh!-." The girl winced, placing one hand over the upper side of her forehead as if feeling a slight headache.
"M-mobile Suits…. Space." She muttered. Feeling the information and footage swarming and imprinting into her own memory. "I think… I understand now."
Placing her hand onto the controls, the girl commands the False Archer to stand into its full height. Red lights began to shine brightly around the Mobile Suit at the same time its bright green eyes shine intensely.
And within the Archer, sits inside the girl with her eyes closed. Fully synchronized with the Mobile Suit she's piloting.
"Tine Chelc."
The girl finally spoke her name.
The same Command Spell that was once marked by the previous owner now manifests upon the girl's backhand. Signifying her as the False Archer's new Master.
"Gundam..."
The False Master now known as Tine Chelc. Opens her very own eyes.
"Launching."
The False Archer, known by its designation XVX- 016RN. Launches upward through the hole it has made out from the cave bellow, and flies far into the night sky.
(Insert Song; FAKEit -Hiroyuki Sawano ft. Laco)
(Song begins; Kaikabutta Kijou no ron narau)
-Following an overestimated armchair theory-
"Ever since the ritual conducted by the three families at Fuyuki.
Ancient heroes of past legends are always the ones summoned as Heroic Spirits.
How is it that mere machines are summoned as Servants!?"
Deep within the forest. An Elderly Mage in robes groaned in frustration. As he is completely unprepared for this predicament.
"Isn't this supposed to be a Fake Grail War? Surely random things like large mechs are bound to show up for no reason."
An apprentice Mage in robes is standing far behind the Elderly Mage. Though unlike the other Mages who isolates themselves from society. This Mage is well settled and familiar with modern culture. Is only mildly surprised.
(You pretend to know the story.)
(But you were wrong)
(Gishin anki no koubousen)
-A battle of fear and doubt-
(I don't wanna be fooled again)
"But I heard they have giant robots on this Grail War!"
"That's why I really want to go to the United States to participate!"
At the Clock Tower of the Mages Association, a young student pleaded to join the Grail War.
"Flat… Why do you seek the Holy Grail"
A veteran ex-Master who teaches at the Clock Tower turns to ask his student a trick question.
(Gizensha fuzei wa doitsu da?)
-Who's the hypocrite bastard? -
(Got a killer in me, I got a skeleton)
(Get away, I don't need a good Samaritan)
"Is this a Mobile Suit I have heard so much about? This does not look anything like an Servant Assassin."
A Magus alongside his followers gathered around the False Assassin designated MSN-06S-2. Its eyes flashed a scarlet red.
(Tayumu kuchimoto ni misukashita)
-I saw through your slacking mouth-
"Aren't there supposed to be a total of seven Servants?"
The Elderly Mage asked incredulously.
"Wrong, there are only six Servants in total."
The young apprentice replied cooly in a different tone.
(Tadayou genei ga kudasu saihai)
-The order decided by drifting phantoms-
Meanwhile that same student stands in awe as an ASW-G-08 B.L.R
The False Berserker kneels before its master.
However, the student is unaware that he just summoned a giant killer robot in a middle of a park in broad daylight for all the onlookers to see.
(The walls have ears, don't even breathe)
(Damaru sentaku nado toranai)
-I won't take the likes of a silent choice-
"Thank you! You brought father and mother to me, didn't you?"
Within a world of illusion manifested by a young child, a little girl innocently chatted with the False Rider, which is twice her size and has been shrunk to look like a person could fit into a costume, inside the little girl's dream world.
But in the real world, a JDG-00X has planted itself amongst the ruins of a hospital. Its influence began to spread the land around it.
(So get the justice)
(Don't you fake it now?)
(Don't just take a bow)
"Incredible! This is amazing! How did Humanity make such wonderful toys!"
The False Assassin now stands at full height among the bloodied corpses. Inside the Mobile Suit, an Undead Apostle gleefully synchronizes with the Servant. Their sinister thoughts becoming one.
(Utsurou jittai no gou moyasu sankuchuari wa nai)
-There's no sanctuary that burns karma of changing essence-
(Don't you fake it now?)
"And thus… marks the beginning of the False Grail War."
The Magus true personality and allegiance makes himself known as he looks down on the gunned down corpse.
Meanwhile on the other side of the forest bellow the kneeling False Lancer designated RX-0 03. A spectral phantom gently comforts an injured wolf.
"It's okay now. Because I'll be there to protect you."
(Don't just take a bow)
(Buri kaesu itami goto)
-For each recurring pain-
As the False Archer flies through the night sky, the XVX-016RN detected the approaching Servant on its radio systems and then alerted the girl operating the Mobile Suit.
"A Servant approaching? You mean, there are more like you?"
(Drink your justice)
(Hell, just beat your enemy)
(Yurushi wo kou you ni sashidasu gurou no evidence)
-Evidence of mockery offered as if to beg for forgiveness-
(But this spirit doesn't break)
"These Gundams… they sure are terrifying."
Inside the office, a secretary shivers at the thought of what destructive powers the Gundam's are capable of.
"The worst part is that mankind will someday grow smart enough to build weapons like Mobile Suits and Gundams in the far future."
A police chief stoically confirms his secretary's fears.
(Just beat your enemy)
(Jasui wa shitsuyou ni mushibande iku providence)
-Distrust is a persistently gnawing providence-
(But this spirit doesn't break)
"Clan Calatin. For now on, this will be your new codename for your squadron."
Inside the newly built underground hangar, a large number of Mobile Suits are lined up together. Each pilot assigned with their own Mobile Suit to operate.
At the center of the formation. The police chief now wearing a customized pilot suit, stands in front of the False Caster designated OZ-00MS.
"For I am… no, we are…"
The police chief then puts on his helmet. Preparing to operate the False Caster.
"Justice."
(Shuutai mo suuhai mo)
-Shameful conduct, worship-
(Sarashita egumi wa on and on)
-and exposed cover-ups are on and on-
"Do you honestly believe that you're "Justice"?"
(A beautiful girl wearing a frilly dress, but with a despicable side hidden behind her features, asked the police chief back in his office."
"You, who carried out this grand scheme in the first place."
"Seriously, how the hell is the Pentagon gonna cover this up? Tell the whole world America's developing superweapons?"
Back at the forest the Mage looks up at the sky to see the lights flashing far into the sky. Witnessing the first battle of the False Grail War.
(Vicious lies)
(Fear makes them strong)
"Please, lend me your strength… Everyone!"
At the beginning phases of the battle between two powerful Mobile Suits.
The flying XVX-016RN prepares its Noble Phantasm. Charging its weapon to the maximum power.
(You came here)
(So get the justice)
(Don't you fake it now?)
(Don't just take a bow)
(Inga no ouhou gat kakinarasu katasutorofii no nega)
-Karma's retribution plays the negatives of catastrophe-
While on the ground the RX-0 03 prepares its own Noble Phantasm.
A glittering aura forms around the Mobile Suit.
Neon lights flashes brightly as the False Lancer begins to transform.
(Don't you fake it now?)
(Don't just take a bow?)
(Buri kaesu itami goto)
-For each recurring pain-
(Drink your justice)
(So just beat your enemy)
Locking on into each other's targets while each had their respective Noble Phantasms ready.
One Servant opens fire while the other Servant flies upward charging towards the beam.
(Yurushi wo kou you ni sashidasu gurou no evidence)
-Evidence of mockery offered as if to beg for forgiveness-
(But this spirit doesn't break)
(Just beat your enemy)
(Shuuchaku wa koumyou ni mushibande iku providence)
-Obsession is an ingeniously gnawing providence-
(But this spirit doesn't break; Song Ends.)
The False Lancer uses its fin-like wings to block the large beam fired from the False Archer.
Both Mobile Suits struggle to overpower each other.
Until the lights burn brighter and brighter until the night sky turns white.
Fate/Strange Gundam.
A crossover One-Shot
The Servant Saber designated GN-0000+GNR-010 R slowly opens its cockpit, as it reached its hand towards a certain Cyber Newtype.
AUTHORS NOTE; Hello This is TheAzureKnight and I am BACK IN ACTION. Due to the coronavirus outbreak and the lack of inspiration that came after. I've been suffering some serious writers block these past years. But with better living conditions and a new drive of inspiration. I've been getting my story writing back in progress. Normally I would continue my most popular story, My Heroic Spirit Academia. But, I thought that this time I should write something else before continuing on my series. As I said before I AM NOT abandoning "My Heroic Spirit Academia" I am only writing out some fresh ideas before they burn out.
Now as for this story THIS IS NOT A NEW STORY this is merely a One-Shot Idea that came to me when I saw the sneak peak of Fate/Strange Fake. For which FYI, I really enjoy and hope to see this, Summer of 2023. And being the Gundam fan that I am, I replaced all the Servants in Snowfield with the toughest Gundams and other Mobile Suits from every Gundam universe. The true identities of all the Servants are written in Model Numbers, so it wouldn't be difficult for you guys to identify the Mobile Suits. Oh, and did I mention that all the Master's would have to pilot the Mobile Suits? I may or may not start a proper story of this once I am satisfied with my current stories. For now, and I shall repeat this again. THIS IS MERELY A ONE-SHOT AND NOT A NEW STORY SERIES. This is only a simple idea that I came up with. Though If you're waiting for more of my work, then you may look forward to me posting one more story before I continue with my current one.
P.S
RIP 2 Sophie Pulone.
Who did not make it past two episodes of the second season. T^T