It been 2 years since I work on this story. I felt bad for never really working on it and I wasn't really sure that I was going to continue to write it.
But I remember how fun it was creating this Fanfic.
Please enjoy this long over due chapter
Disclaimer: I do not own this, Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tails and Type-moon owns FSN.
Vol. 2 Prologue
The Servants of the Holy Grail
Once they were the Heroes of Fiore who came and protected the Grail from the evil magus who sought its godlike powers.
As the Heroes fell in battle, their souls were absorbed by the Grail and they ascended into divine beings called Heroic Spirits.
Now these spirits live in the Throne of Heroes, waiting to get summoned by a Master.
The Third Holy Grail War has begun
The Magic Council had gathered once again for another meeting. Everyone had been on edge for the last month or so waiting for all the Servants to be summoned. They had all grown weary of the insuring destruction that follows during a Grail War.
In the Council's large chamber, the two rune knights, Lahar and Doranbolt, came once again to make their report.
"My lords, I bring news that Berserker been summoned to the mortal planes about an hour ago" Said Lahar as he approached the spotlight first. "Our familiars have just confirmed that the Master is a student of the Magic Academy, one named Levy McGarden."
The Council's members took a few minute to deliberate the news.
"Hmm, with Berserker's arrival, that makes six of them now" Said one of the Councilmen as he scratches his beard.
"So the only one left is Caster" another one said.
Doranbolt then made his way to the spotlight and sternly spoke his report.
"We have also confirmed the identity of Saber's Master." He said as he conjures an image of a young man with vivid blue hair and a red tattoo above and under his right eye.
"His name is Jellal Fernandes, and it is as we fear, he is not a mage but an ordinary human being."
Saber had arrived at her destination.
She had traveled far and had navigated through busy streets and large crowds of the city to find this particular holy place.
She whisks her scarlet hair up in the air and stood proudly at the sight of…..
Magnolia Pastry Shop
The servant wasted no time and ran into the shop with glee. She gazed over at the various pies, cakes, and sweets with delight. One was a particular white creamy cake with a red fruit on top.
"Strawberry cake" Saber yelled
Archer, who was order by his master to keep an eye on Saber, finds himself lost in the crowded areas of Magnolia City.
"Damn it, why is this place so big." He proclaimed in annoyance. "I should just burn all these building to the ground just to make some space."
As he wandered around, the servant spotted a yellow machine with four wheels and the words "TAXI" engraved on the sides. He had seen this machine before when his master, Lucy used it to travel from one place to another. Intrigued by this discovery, he raised his hand and outstretched his thumb.
Archer would later regret this decision as he suffered a severe case of motion sickness while riding that yellow machine.
Off in the hillsides away from Magnolia City, lies an old mansion surrounded by large thick trees. Around the premise, there was a fountain barren of all water and wilted rose bushes on the sides. While on the outside the luxurious mansion looked abandoned to anybody passing by, a young couple had recently moved in. The two of them sat in the musty library passing their time as they waited, surrounded by books and old paintings.
The man was sitting on an armchair with his eyes closed and thinking about his plans. He had pale silver hair that spiked out from his head and wore a fancy blue-collar jacket with gold lacing and dark pants.
The woman on the other hand was reading the various books from the large library. Her pale skin and blue curly hair shimmered like drops of rain. She wore a dark blue rain coat along with a large hat and black boots.
Lancer materializes in the room and immediately bows to the man with respect and grace.
"Master, I have finished my task and await further orders" said the raven-haired servant obediently to the man sitting in the armchair.
The man stood up and put his cape on. "I have gotten word that another servant been summoned, with that the Grail Wars shall soon begin." He said
"It is time we put our plan into motion"
He strolled to the door as the woman stared at him. She however, puts her book down and walks to the other side of the room to grab her umbrella.
"It may rain tonight" she said coldly.
In a certain hotel room in the city, Freed Justine stared at the ocean lost in his thought. He took out his sword and drew a unique symbol on the floor and mutter strange words.
"It sad that this beautiful place will eventually become a battlefield, such pity that this is the will of the Grail"
He then turned to his Servant, who was standing next to him. A tall thin man who wore a metal visor that cover his eyes, stood dutifully at his master's side similar to a medieval knight.
"Rider, it is time"
The servant gave a smirk and sticks his large tongue out in delight at the ensuring battles to come.
Terrified at what had transpired, poor little Levy was still frozen in fear at the sight of her monstrous Servant.
Berserker was enormously tall, about twice the size of Levy, and had an imposing figure that could intimidate just about anyone. With his piercing red eyes, the metal stubs on his face, and long black hair, Levy would best describe this man as a barbarian from the old ages, who raided villages and crushed people's skulls just for fun.
It had only been an hour since she summoned him, and the Servant had already made himself at home at Levy's motel room. He rummaged through most of Levy's belonging, being intrigued by simple things such as a bar of soap to her reading glasses and to even a pair of her undergarments (which Levy was very embarrassed about).
However, Berserker was most fascinated by a simple metal fork that he found lying around. Much to Levy's disbelieve, He ate the fork and founded it rather delicious.
It was a windy and cold night in Magnolia City. The darkness had arrived and covered the skies. Even the star's bright illumination were blocked by the thick clouds.
It was the perfect night for Assassin to roam the city without hindrance, her orders from her master where clear and she had to carry them out swiftly. For the night was still young and another Servant was about to appear.
Suddenly a mysterious blue light appeared and thundered to the ground followed by an explosion. Assassin, noticing this odd disturbance, jolted up the high-rise to investigate.
There in the distance, as the dust settle, she saw him. A man standing in the middle of a blue magic circle wearing a large cloak and in his hand was a magic stave.
"Caster"