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"Hello onii-chan." A small white haired girl said, with a smile on her lips. Preparing to curtsy and introduce herself she picked up the corners of her skirt.

"Oh hey Illya, how are you?"

'What…'

To the collective shock of everyone present, including the servants the rust haired teen approached the still shocked little girl and patted her on the head.

The only reason that Berserker had yet to appear and squash the boy was due to the confusion rushing through the girls mind.

'How does he know who I am?'

Her mind quickly coming to the conclusion that this was a trap. A ruse to let her guard down, 'Grandpa did warn me of how terrible he was, stealing papa from me.'

"Onii-chan how did you know my name?"

"Of course I know who you are Illya. Illyasviel Von Einzbern the master of Berserker of the fifth Holy Grail War." The word sister drifting through his head though went unspoken.

"Well then you shall come with me."

"Ummmm. Ok." The memory of that day was still fresh in his mind, of the castle in the forest as the Golden King blinded and ripped the heart out of the young girl who stood before him. 'Never again.'

His simple answer now breaking the other two present out of their shock at the reveal on the Einzbern master and the connection she seemed to share with Shirou.

"Master you can not do this"

"It's fine Saber, I trust Illya."

But it sounded like just another lie being told to the white haired girl, just like Kiritsugu did many years ago. She may look like a child but inside she was nineteen years old, and though she may not have much exposure to the outside world she was in no way innocent enough to believe whatever she was told.

With what sounded like a strangled cry of 'Emiya' behind him from a certain tsundere, Shirou continued on following the young girl.

"Master I must insist you do not do this." Saber spoke with urgency, as in her moment of shock when looking at the girl who looked so similar to her former master and friend. Shirou got to far away from her, that he could be instantly killed by the enemy servant still in astral form before she could reach him.

"I never realised how messed up Illya truly was," he mumbled quietly to himself, sitting up from his shed floor for the first time in what felt like months as he stayed as only a head and torso for his older sisters amusement.

Checking for all his appendages though knowing they were still there and his sister had not somehow travelled through time and removed them from his body.

"I'm never doing that again." Though he knew with his luck it was only a matter of time before it happened again and he once more be a toy for his sister until she grew bored.

"Illya dad never abandoned you!" He yelled as soon as her introduction had finished with Saber and Rin still standing by his side.

The white haired girl froze at his words to the confusion of Rin and Saber who stood next to him.

Taking a few steps forward trying to look as sincere as he could he spoke again softly, "Illya it wasn't dad, you know him he loved you."

"Liar!" Breaking out of her shock she screamed.

"No Illya I'm not."

'Lies, lies, lies. Why is he lying to me?' His words broke down her calm facade. 'Papa abandoned me for you, that's what grandpa always told me.'

"Illya listen to m-"

"No!"

"BERSERKER!"

A towering black giant appeared at the small girls call, easily eight feet tall yet his height seemed even greater while standing next to the girl beside him. With a heavy step he already lunged forward toward the red haired teen causing his master's distress, his weapon a giant stone slab chipped away into the crude shape of a sword ( already recorded into the Unlimited Blade Works) was held at his side mid swing.

"Master!" Saber ran forward as fast as she could to intercept the blow herself utilising prana burst for the extra speed even though she was already low on energy, but she knew she would not make it, with the giant servant already upon him.

Time seemed to slow for everyone present as the servants towering charge stopped in front of the only other man there, his weapon continuing unabated even with the sudden stop.

With a sigh that no one else noticed he watched the stone weapon strike toward him. The serrated edge of the axe sword ripped through the arm still down by his side and continued through his body.

Unfortunately the blade really just wasn't that sharp, simply being crafted by the Einzberns and not a true Noble Phantasm, so by the time it cleaved throough his soft organs it was not able to cut through his spinal cord.

The flexible bone disintegrated from the servants monstrous strength but the rest of his body was swung off before being completely severed in two pieces. Though the force of flying off the weapon shattered the concrete wall he hit along with probably the rest of the bones in his body.

His body was not recognisable too far gone for even Avalon to heal without turning his body into blades killing him in the progress, it was now more like a bleeding pile of meat on the ground that the white haired girl approached.

"Why did you do that onii-chan?" She asked with an innocent face looking towards what she was pretty sure was his head. "I didn't meant to kill you so early, but you just made me so angry. I'm going to need to find someone else to play with once Berserker finishes off your Saber." She said with regret.

The type of regret you feel when you eat the last cookie when you meant to save it for later, not as if you just murdered your adoptive brother.

"Wasn't as bad as last time." He quietly mumbled.

'Now how am I going to save Illya'...

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the chapter. After the last one where a bit focused on each of the main heroines I decided I needed to write a bit about Illya, so once again I hope you enjoy, favourite and review the support I've received so far is great and it's what motivates me to write.