THE BLOODY VALENTINE
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The English word "LOVE" can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes that ranges from interpersonal affection to pleasure. It can refer to an emotion of a strong attraction and personal attachment - "the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another". As well, it may describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals.
As well, it may describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals.
Love could also be said to be a mysterious wonder drug that allows people to do impossible things. They say that it can move mountains. It can set fire to the rain. It can even conquer death. It is, somehow, the cause and for some philosophical reason, the end result of every conflict in existence.
However, to some people, Love is also synonymous to the word Pain. Those who cant find love for some painfully obvious reason tend to harbor a fair bit of resentment to the world at large. It is human nature to desire what they do not have.
For those whom Cupid have avoided like a plague, the very sight of couples flirting makes them burn with righteous fury.
To make matters worse for the loveless populace, the dreaded day of pain and agony is barely 48 hours away. One day from now is February 14... VALENTINES DAY
"This day... is painful..." said Shiro as he forcefully moved his zombie like body with sheer willpower alone
"Amen..." David replies as he zombie walks behind Shiro.
"Shut it... You're making me more miserable..." said Zayd who was also zombie walking ahead of Shiro.
"Sorry..." Shiro apologizes
"... No prob..." replied Zayd.
It goes without saying that Shiro, Zayd and David find this day to be excruciatingly painful. Like many of the unfortunate people, the 3 have accepted the painful reality that their summer may not arrive any time soon, however, it does not remove the tiny spec of hope that their shoe locker may contain the physical manifestation of a young persons desire: A love letter.
The annoying cycle of hope prior to opening their shoe locker and the disappointed that shortly follows is fairly painful to the loveless youth of Tsukumihara Academy. This is the reason why the 3 limps slowly towards the entrance.
Upon reaching their destination, they went their separate ways for a bit, due to being assigned to different shoe lockers.
The moment Shiro stops in front of his locker, his heart rate sky rockets.
"... Argh! I know I'll be disappointed when I open this locker, but the damn tension just keeps popping up!"
Despite Shiro's indiscriminate flag raising on multiple females, he has always made sure that he avoids locking himself into anyone's route. Truth be told, the over abundance of high quality bishoujos makes him hesitant to choose just one. Besides, the harem route has always been a man's dream.
As Shiro gathers up what little courage he has, a creepy yet familiar voice suddenly snaps him back to reality.
"Gripped with the usual tension I see, Brother Shiro."
"Can't help it Gilles de Rais-sempai. With Valentines just around the corner, even we loveless people tend to hope a little." Shiro replied in a calm manner.
Introducing probably one of the most influential (in a not so good way) person in the entire school, 4th year Gilles de Rais. Despite having a face that not even a mother can love,He reigns as the club president of the The Great Otaku Brotherhood (GOB), the largest unofficial club with extends its influence through out the city.
He is the shepherd that has guided all the lost otaku souls under one banner. Like all of his predecessors, Gilles de Rais has inspired many to lead a life centered on Otaku and Moe culture. It goes without saying that the GOB and the Student Council have been at odds with each other ever since time immemorial.
Gilles de Rais also served as one of Shiro's mentor in the ways of the otaku despite their different tastes.
PS: despite being a self proclaimed lolicon, Gilles has a long standing crush on a 2nd year highschool student named Joan Arc
"By the way, Brother Shiro, have you heard of the gathering tonight?" Gilles de Rias asks with a serious expression, much to Shiro's surprise.
"Eh? What meeting" replied Shiro
" Oh right... Though we have a long standing friendship, it was only recently that you were indoctrinated to the brotherhood" Gilles de Rais replied, which Shiro nods in response. "Well then, allow me to explain..."
The GOB has the tradition of hosting a massive gathering every February 13 with one purpose in mind: to lessen the pain of those whom cupid have cruelly ignored by drowning themselves in the world of moe. While the convention is a bit perverted by nature, it does not cause any problems to anyone, thus are normally ignored.
That ended last year when the entire Student Council launched an large assault on the convention using the excuse of Preventing the moral corruption of their fellow students.
What a load of bull.
By using a powerful boundary field similar to the Grail Wars, they threw their abilities without any fear of inflicting lasting injuries. Despite this, the GOB members suffered greatly after the assault. Hundreds of doujins, figurines, eroges and other moe related products were confiscated and destroyed, effectively pissing off a fair bit of GOB members.
"Are you following me so far Shiro?" asked Gilles
"More or less." Shiro replied.
"Very good. Anyways the GOB has absolutely no intention of changing our long standing tradition." said Gilles. " Our Feb 13 meeting will be held at the same time and the same place as it was set in the past."
Unfortunately, Shiro met this statement with a bit of displeasure.
"The same time and place?! I don't mean to be rude, but being so predictable is beyond stupidity"
"Indeed it is my friend. Indeed it is. However..." Gilles face suddenly distorts in fury. "... They destroyed my S*lica Bride figurine IN FRONT OF MY EYES! Do you think I well let this pass?!"
Shiro's jaw hits the floor. In the anime Sw*rd Art Onl*ne, the main heroine As*na is pretty much the center of attention, thus making any artwork based on the less popular characters extremely rare. With barely a 100 ever created, S*lica Bride is nearly priceless to the lolicons. Even Shiro, who is not a pure blooded lolicon, knows that the student council has done something extremely stupid.
Gilles puts his hands over Shiro's shoulder. "And the damage wasn't just limited to me, my friend! Many of our brothers have lost something similar to my S*lica Bride!"
Shiro cant help but facepalm in shock. He knows all too well how violent die hard fans could become when their passions are under threat. Amu is a living testament to this.
However, despite the fearsome fighting spirit the otakus may possess, there is one problem.
"While I understand GOB's desire for revenge, I would really love to hear how in gods name are you suppose to bridge the massive gap in power." Said Shiro.
It is a common knowledge that every member of the Student Council are within the top 200 of their year level, thus making them the most powerful group in terms of combat capability alone. On the other hand, GOB are mostly composed of bottom feeders. Sure, there are some heavy hitters amongst their ranks, but they are too few to actually make a difference.
"This is why I am here." Gilles bows low. "Shiro, please lead our defense!"
"While I wont hesitate to help out my brothers in arms, I'm just one guy. I doubt I'll be much of a help against the Student Council." Shiro replied.
"Oh come now Emiya Shiro. While your rank hasn't been announced yet, both of us has a general idea that you'll be sitting amongst the top 10 of the entire student body.
It takes about 1 week of deliberation among the teachers to give a student his class and rank number. Coincidentally, Shiro destroyed Arthur exactly 7 days ago, thus his rank will be revealed during his homeroom period later on.
Truth be told, Shiro wasn't looking forward to it at all.
"No matter what my rank is, it doesn't change the fact that our side is pitifully weak." Said Shiro as he dives into deep thought. " I may be able to get a couple of people on our side, but we still wont win this battle... unless..."
"Oh... Have you thought of something my friend?" Gilles asks with great interest.
"... If you give me your word that the GOB members will follow my instructions no matter how much they dislike it, I'll give you the revenge that the GOB has longed for." Shiro replied with a serious face. " Can you guarantee that?"
Gilles was taken back for a bit. He thinks deeply for a couple of seconds, then looks back at Shiro with a face of great resolve.
"I swear on my lolicon doujin collection. For our revenge, I will stoop as low as we have to!" Gilles roars. "B-but please avoid sacrificing any of our treasures will you? I doubt I'll survive the destruction of another S*lica Bride figurine."
"Hahaha! Don't worry my friend. If you follow my plan, we'll get through February 13 with no Moe casualty." Shiro pats Gilles in the shoulder.
"Fu fu fu. I look forward to it then."
The two takes out their indoor shoes and begins another day of school.
PS: Their shoe lockers still lacked any sign of Love Letters, much to their heartache.
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A few minutes later.
Outside classroom 3-W
No matter how peaceful this world is, there will always be those beings whose sole existence is to spread fear and chaos where ever it may go. One of such thing is called the BLACK BEAST.
There are 4 well known variants of the fiendish being, namely the Periplaneta Americana, Blattella Germanica, Blattella Asahinai and Blatta Orientalis. Their size varies, but normally ranges 15-30 mm long. Don't let it's small size fool you, for the presence of one alone has proven very effective to shake the very foundations of civilization as we know it.
This is the reason why Shiro's class, 3-W, is outside their room when it's suppose to be homeroom period. This is the reason why Debi, their resident loli nun and one of the best boundary field makers in their year, is doing her very best to keep the classroom sealed. This is the reason why within the classroom, the sound of pure and utter destruction echoes through out the halls.
Just like all of his classmates, Shiro stands dumbfounded at the scene. He nudges his nearest classmate and asks.
"... Hey Doggy, is that Hera in there?" Shiro asks his blue haired classmate.
"Normally, I would say Dont call me Doggy! but this scene is just so bizarre that I'll let it slide for now" replied Cu Chulainn. "By the way, yeah, your muscular childhood friend is ripping our classroom apart."
Shiro remains silent at the news. At that very moment, a massive sword rips an equally massive scar through the wall.
"DIE YOU DAMN COCKROACH!" roared the female giant as the floor, chairs and blackboard gets demolished.
Outside the boundary field, Debi throws in her cutesy moral support
"Don't worry about the damages Hera! My boundary field will undo any damage you cause later on." Debi yells in a cute voice. "Do your best and exorcise the black beast!"
"OSU!" replied Hera as she cuts the teacher's table in half.
It wasn't only Debi who was cheering Hera on. Nearly all of the girls were rooting for the massive whirlwind of death and destruction.
Shiro face palms
"Seriously... All this for just a stinking cockroach?" He asks Cu.
"Believe it." Cu replies
"By the way, where's Freya-sensei?" Shiro asks.
Cu points to one group of girls. At the very front of them was their beloved homeroom teacher who was spouting words filled with rage.
"HERA! BEHIND YOU! IT WENT INTO ONE OF THE CRACKS! SMASH IT! KILL IT!" roared Freya
Once again Shiro face palms.
"Hehe... Pretty stupid huh?" Cu puts his hand over Shiro's shoulder. "Even Zecchan is going nuts over an insect. Some teacher she is."
"You Imbecile!" Shiro thought, but before he could warn Cu, Freya already has her hands around the poor dog's neck.
"Don't call me ZECCHAN!" Freya executes the infamous Boomelancer and hurls Cu like spear into their decimated classroom.
By some sort of divine providence, Cu's ends up killing the cockroach as he smashes into the wall. However, by some sort of devils curse, Cu goes through the wall, travels about 50 feet in the air then drop 3 floors down with a very painful splat.
SILENCE
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"THEY KILLED LANCER!" exclaimed Freya "YOU BASTARDS!"
"Oi! This is all your fault!" Shiro thought to himself. He doubts that he'll survive long if those words escape from his mouth.
Lancer (his real name is Cu Chulainn but doesn't like to be called by it) has a habit of dying for no good reason. Similarly, he also just pops out of nowhere as if nothing happened. His very existence is a pathetic excuse of a parody of a certain PARK of the SOUTH.
Lancer happens to be the living proof that falsifies the statement People die when they get killed.
Anyways, moving on.
Thanks to their morning shenanigans, class 3-W barely has 2 minutes of homeroom left, which means Freya had to rush. For the very first time in Freya's teaching career, her announcement was simple, clear and to the point.
"Emiya Shiro. Ranked 1st among the 3rd Year ARCHER Class. Ranked 1st among the entire 3rd Year Student Body, thus removing Hera Claes from the top spot. The teachers decided that Emiya Shiro will remain unranked among the Highschool student body after we saw the numbers from CTM (Circuit Tension Monitor)." said Freya with a very rare serious face. "Shiro... Just how much power are you still hiding?"
With those words out in the open, the entire class focuses on Shiro.
"*sigh*... This is why I didnt want to take the damn test... "
If all of Shiro's life experience has taught him something, it is the simple fact that fame is a bad thing. Fame attracts more than just the admiration of many, but also the scorn of many. Back in Shiro's old world, he preferred to work within the shadows where his moves is unrestricted by rules or morality.
Now he's forced out of his comfort zone and into the light.
"It just keeps getting better and better... *sigh*"
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Rooftop
Mooncell City Cultural Exchange, Auditorium #8
February 13, XXXX
11 PM
Many times have Shiro spent a moment of silence prior to a battle that could determine the fate of the world. The calm before the storm, if you will. At that point in time, he has done his very best to tip the scales into his favor, thus he ends up just relaxing.
In a sense, he enters a meditative state where he turns himself into nothingness while taking in everything the world has to offer.
The shy moon that peaks between the cloudy sky.
The cool and gentle breeze that touches his cheeks.
The gentle swaying of the trees against the wind.
All in all, it gives him the sense of peace despite the impending conflict. He relaxes while reassessing his preparations. Given the ridiculous time frame he had to work with, the additional man power he called and the over all implementation of his schemes, it only requires 2 words to summarize their predicament.
"... This sucks..."
It does not only suck, but it's borderline middle-finger-raising unreal. Shiro was short on every essential requirement for his plan to even have a shot on success. Time was probably the most important resource that Shiro simply didn't have. If he had more time, he could have negotiated more people into his side (the 2nd most important resource) and he could have understood the terrain a little bit more (the 3rd most important resource).
With those handicaps in mind, Shiro's plan is doomed from the very get go.
Naturally, he had to alter his plan a fair bit to compensate, but that doesn't mean that their odds are any better. For now, he changed his goals from winning against the student council to something else.
While thinking of what is to come, 2 of his most trusted comrades speaks up
"Oi Shiro. I know we promised to help you out and all, but I doubt the 3 of us can accomplish much" Said Zayd.
Unlike Zayd's usual brown skinned look, the one standing by the shadows has charcoal black skin with a white skull mask. Very menacing in every sense of the word.
"Well, I'm sure Shiro has a plan" replied David. "... You DO have a plan, right?"
"Yeah, sort of. I called in a couple of favors yesterday so we may or may not have back up." Shiro said with a sigh. "Just don't expect too much. We're still screwed even if someone does comes."
"So... It's hopeless?" David asks in annoyance.
"Yup. Pretty much." Shiro replied calmly.
SILENCE
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""HAHAHAHAHAHA!"" Zayd and David laughs out loud.
"Seriously!? And you're suppose to be the new head honcho of the 3rd years!?" Zayd said as he gasps for breath. "Hilarious!"
"Amen to that brother! The very 1st GOB in history who took a #1 in any school ranking is a screw up! You'll be the laughing stock of the ages, that I guarantee you!" David painfully pats Shiro in the back
"Sheesh. It's not like we're here to win it." replied Shiro. "For now, our aim so to delay them, even if we get skewered as a result. Next year, I'll personally think up of something that will put those teachers pet in their place. That I promise you."
"We'll be looking forward to it then" said Zayd.
As the 3 stooges continue to screw around, Shiro's phone rings. After looking at the caller ID, Shiro lets out a sigh of relief and answers.
"V, is that you?" said Shiro over the phone.
"Don't just suddenly shorten my name to your own convenience. It's rude." a suave voice replied
"What's the big deal? Vlad and V both have 1 syllable."
"Then use Vlad. It's only one syllable and it has that sophisticated ring to it."
"*sigh* Kill joy. Vlad it is then." replied Shiro
Introducing Vlad Tepes, ranked 2nd among the 4th year LANCERS and ranked 5th in his entire year level. Based on his name alone, you can tell that he's very rich. He likes to wear a black aristocratic looking garment in contrast of his pale white skin and hair.
He is also the very 1st person to be at the receiving end of Shiro's UBW v3 (the 2nd being Amu). Their climactic battle is a story for another time.
"Now that we got that out of the way, let us get down to business." said Vlad " I have successfully marked the area as my own for the moment. With this, our opponents will experience the full might of KAZIKLI BEI."
"Very good. Finally, some good news for a change." replied Shiro. "Anyways, how's Amu?"
"She's already in position. By the way, isnt she a bit too eager too please you? " Vlad asks. " She has the unfortunate role of being the cannon fonder and she's alright with it. That is weird by any standards."
"*sigh*... Yeah I know. Blind loyalty is a pain in the ass to deal with. She's a good girl, she just needs to loosen up a little, you know?"
"I see... Sounds like a handful." Vlad then descends into a brief silence, causing Shiro to worry for a bit.
"H-hey... Normally, when someone suddenly becomes silent, the next thing they say normally causes me a fair bit of headaches."
"Very good insight Emiya Shiro." Vlad chuckles. "By the way Shiro, I was actually able to get a couple of people to help us out."
"Oh, that's good..." Shiro answers. "... But please explain why my insight is good? Is there something wrong with the people you brought with you."
Despite Shiro's best attempts to extract info, Vlad cruelly ignores the subject.
" I never actually saw them fight myself-"
"Oi! Dont ignored me!"
"- But I did a background check on them and they have considerable fighting strength.-"
"You're ignoring me on purpose aren't you?!"
"- Well then, our enemy is nearly upon us. We should get ready-"
"Stop the sarcasm man! It really hurts my ego!"
"By the way, one of them happens to be your stalker. That's all."
The line went dead, leaving the the confuses Shiro in a ... .. state of confusion.
"OI! WHAT DID YOU MEAN BY STALKER?!" Shiro roared at the already disconnected call, but to no avail.
He drops to his knees in resignation. "Now I have to deal with Stalkers?! I knew taking the Class Assignment was a bad idea!"
While Shiro reflects on his misfortune, Zayd puts his hand over Shiro's shoulder.
"Dont worry my friend, your stalker has keeping an eye on you way before the Class Assignment." said Zayd. " She's the real deal."
Shiro double takes on Zayd's statement. " You know about her?!"
"Well yeah. We're both ASSASSINS, you know? It's only natural for me to notice that someone is stalking one of my friends." Zayd puffs his chest out in pride. "Besides! She's a loli! Loli stalkers are AWESOME!"
Before Shiro could get more info about his supposedly loli-stalker, the sound of cannon fire could be heard at the distance.
" They're here! Battle stations!" David said as he jumps off the roof and heads for his designated position
Zayd silently melds into the shadows and disappears without a trace.
With no access to any information about his loli-stalker, Shiro prepares for battle.
"One headache after another. Give me a break will ya!"
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Deborah Lapidoth ,AKA Debi by most people, never really thought of the GOB as a sinful existence like most of her Student Council peers. True enough, some of their interest lies within the realm of perversion, but their passion has never done any harm to anyone.
Everyone finds passion in different things. Some through poetry, others singing, and even others through fashion. Who are they to judge that one mans passion is a sin?
That as it may, the soft spoken Debi was never the one who forces her opinions on others. Worse yet, she was never the one who would turn away someone who is in need of help. When Adonis Gauas, the 4th year Student Council President, asked for her help, she accepted before she had any idea what she was getting herself into.
Adonis Gauas is a well known womanizer and a man who possesses a silver tongue. In terms of combat capabilities, he's severely lacking but he more than makes up for it with his wit and cunning. By making full use of his pretty face, over all physical attractiveness and calm demeanor, he was able to take the seat of student council president during his 3rd year without as much as throwing a single blow.
He also has massive support from the female student body, some of which has been with him in bed.
This is why Debi harbors a lot of distrust for the wolf in sheep's clothing. She can tell that he has ulterior motives whenever he comes near her.
As of the moment, she and 49 other student council members are preparing to assault the 8th auditorium of Mooncell City's Cultural Exchange. However, Debi isn't actually going to participate in the fighting. To be precise, she CAN'T.
"Lady Deborah, if you will?" said Adonis while gently putting his hand on Debi's shoulder, much to Debi's discomfort
"O-okay" Debi quickly distances herself from Adonis.
She takes out her Noble Phantasm, a small wooden gavel, raises it high and activates her ability.
"For a time limit of 3 hours, the 8th Auditorium of Mooncell City Cultural Exchange and half a kilometer around it must adhere to the rules of The Grail War. Anyone subjected to defeat is transported outside the barrier and is not allowed to enter as long as my decree is in effect. With God as my witness, I, Deborah Lipadoth, implement these laws!"
The second she slams her gavel into the ground, a massive magic circle appears beneath the entire area she designated. For the next 3 hours, the 8th Auditorium is now a Grail War battle ground.
This is her Noble Phantasm, The Law Maker: Under God's Guidance. It creates a boundary field where she can set an absolute rule that must be followed, making her one of better CASTERs among the 3rd years. Despite nearly being an almighty ability, it has its own set of limits.
Rule 1: Only 1 absolute rule can be implemented per boundary field.
Rule 2: She cannot command anyone to instantly lose/die. As a judge, she has to be fair.
Rule 3: The larger the boundary field is, the smaller the number of fields she can make. At the moment, she can only make one boundary field due its sheer size.
Aside from The Law Maker, Debi has no other means of defending herself. This why she never understands why Shiro would throw high amounts of praise at her ability whenever he gets the chance.
"The field is ready Adonis." reported Debi.
"Very good." Adonis replies.
He then performs his bad habit of taking off his shirt, revealing a fairly muscular form. This bad habit of his has gotten him in all heaps of trouble with the police.
"Everyone! Listen to me!" said the shirtless Adonis in a loud voice. "These people have been misguided by lust and -"
Before Adonis could start with his infamously long speech, a massive eastern looking galleon at the opposite edge of the boundary field lets loose its 30 barrels of hellfire.
"INCOMING! TURTLE SHELL FORMATION!"
As you'd expect of the Student Council members, their teamwork is near perfect. Those who had shields protected the entire group from the projectiles, while the the mage types formed barriers to protect them from the firestorm when the projectiles collide with something. Thanks to their uncanny coordination, no one was hurt.
"Ho... An ambush huh. Not bad" said Adonis in admiration. "If you take into consideration that the GOB is severely lacking in the muscle department, it's a wise idea if they asked help from the outside."
"By the way president, whose Noble Phantasm is that" said Random Faceless Boy #1.
"That would be the Yamato Nadeshiko of the 3rd years, Date Masamune and her Noble Phantasm Date Maru: The Dragon of the Sea." Adonis replies. "I've been trying to get her under my thumb for nearly a year now, but she just would'nt give any ground. It's unbelievable isnt it? Someone actually resisting my-"
Adonis was cut of when a spear suddenly and painfully impales Random Faceless Boy #1 through his backdoor, which nearly causes Debi to faint.
"Kazikli Bey?! That the hell is tha-" Adonis turns pale in a sudden realization. "SCATTER! NOW!"
But it was too late. While most got away unscratched, 5 unlucky souls experienced the same fate as Random Faceless Boy #1.
Right then and there, Debi realizes that they were playing right into their enemies hands. The enemy knew that they would perform the Turtle Shell Formation which forces everyone into one spot, leaving them as an easy target for Kasikli Bei.
At that moment, Debi cant help but feel a very cold chill crawling up her spine.
"Our enemy is scary... Shiro, please give me courage."
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1 Hour Later
Shiro remains hidden among the shadows of an office building while observing the silence outside. It went exactly as he and David has predicted. Within just 10 minutes of the battle, Amu was taken down by someone who had an Excalibur level Noble Phantasm, but not before she took down 7 of them with her. This effectively brought down the Student Council's numbers down to 37.
After that, the battle turned into silent duel. As planned earlier, they used their inferior numbers to their advantage by the means of guerrilla tactics.
While Shiro expects his team to get whipped out eventually, he was surprised how long they were able to hold out. It was all thanks to the thick mist that covered the entire outdoor area of the Cultural Exchange complex. Everyone could tell that it was a NP of sorts, thus forcing everyone indoors.
Unfortunately, the mist also served as a hinderance to both friend and foe. Within the mist, Shiro could barely see a few inches in front of him. Not only that, his sense of direction goes awol, thus making down right impossible to find anything within it.
"Seeing how I'm done with all my enemies here, I guess I can risk it."
Shiro takes out his cellphone and calls Zayd.
"Still alive Zayd?" asked Shiro.
"I'm in pretty bad shape but I'm alive. You?" replied Zayd
"Cant complain. By the way, how's the others?"
"David was taken out about 5 minutes earlier."
"... Well I guess I sort of saw that coming." Shiro sighs." His main weapon, the Hamesh Avanim, can't take down anyone with a single shot. I should be thankful that he lasted so long."
"Actually... That isnt the case." Zayd replied with a voice of annoyance. " Did you hear that explosion a couple of minutes ago?"
"Yeah. It happened in another building but I felt it all the way here. What about it?"
"Well, David was fighting a couple of SC members. One of the SCs went for a big move that nearly blew apart an entire floor, setting off the fire alarm in the process" Zayd sigh in annoyance. "One of the SCs happens to be a girl with big boobs..."
Shiro could already connect the dots. Water + Big Boobed School Girl + David = Ultimate Distraction
"God... That perverted idiot..." Shiro facepalms.
"Yeah... He died so pathetically that I was ashamed to call him a friend." replied Zayd. " This is the main reason why those big boob lovers are blind to the real charms of a woman."
"That's not the point you pedophile." Shiro massages his in rare frustration. There are times that he wondered if he has made a horrible choice in his friends. "Anyways, any idea what's with this mist? Its kind of annoying"
"That would be your loli-stalker. You lucky bastard..." Zayd replied with a fair bit of envy. " FYI: that girl has already taken down 10 SCs. It's like she's in her element or something."
"Holy crap! Im still at 7 here!" Shiro said in shock. " How about you?"
"Just 2. Assassins arent made for frontline combat you know?"
"How about Vlad? Any new on how many he took down?"
"Just 6. He stoped moving after he used Kazikli Bei the first time. As of the moment, he's watching the entire thing from a comfy spot. He said that this is your punishment for calling him V."
"... What a thin faced bastard..." Shiro sighed. Nobles have always been a pain in the ass to deal with. "By the way, Vlad did say we had more than 1 back up. Any idea who that was?"
"Well, I didnt see who it was, but I did see that persons handy work. Whatever Backup #2 did was disturbing beyond words." said Zayd. "Backup #2 is at the same building where David got pawned."
"Disturbing? What happened?" Shiro asked with great interest.
"Im not entirely sure, but I think there was mind control involved. 2 of the SCs got bigger and stronger all of the sudden and began attacking anything they could see." said Zayd. "They butchered their comrades as if they were possessed by an evil spirit or something. When the 2 ran out of targets, they whacked each other until both of them died."
"Wow... Backup #2 did a number on that one." said Shiro in awe.
"Yeah. I saw how the 5 SCs tear each other apart in full HD glory." Zayd said. "It was brutal even by my-"
Suddenly, the mist covered courtyard is consumed by a wave of blueish energy. It was clearly a NP with the same magnitude as Excalibur. It was the similar NP that took down Amu and her Date Maru. Whoever Backup #1 was, there's no way she could survive after taking that much damage.
"Shiro! They're making a beeline for the Auditorium!"
"Got it! I'll call you back later!"
Shiro runs out the room and jumps out the window and into the next building. He runs the entire span of it until he reaches a dead end. He summons a warhammer, destroys the wall and jumps out of the building.
From there, he runs towards Auditorium #8 with all of his might. Fortunately, he had a fairly large lead against the SC, thus giving him time to prepare for his last stand.
"While I have no intention of going all out, I might as well make it a little flashy."
I am the bone of my sword...
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The Student Council entered the large Auditorium #8 and was surprised at what they saw... Or atleast what they didn't see.
"Damn it! They got us!" cursed Adonis. "Auditorium #8 was a decoy!"
Auditorium #8 was completely empty. Not a single otaku soul could be seen within the massive hall... All except one.
"Got you now!"
Shiro jumps from the ceiling followed by more than 30 weapons of different shapes and sizes, effectively catching the SC off guard.
The ground shakes violently as the rain of steel hammers the ground.
Out of the final 13 SC survivors, only 4 fell victim to the rain of steel.
"Tch... I guess that's expected from the Student Council. Tons of talented guys." Shiro draws his ever trusty yin-yang swords. "Well then... Time to die!"
While the SC was still in the state of confusion, Shiro makes his move. He overedges Kanshou and Bakuya, rushes at the nearest person and slices her head off at the expense of the yin yang blades.
He traces Gae Bolg and throws it a distant target, effectively killing him in the process.
He summons Death Scythe, rushes to another target and sinks the massive blade into his body.
By this time, the SC has already recovered from the shock and launches their counter attack.
Shiro lets go of Death Scythe, re-traces Kanshou and Bakuya then defends himself from a massive two hand sword. The force was so great that his yin yang swords nearly breaks.
"Balmung... So it really was you Siegfried." said Shiro with a smile. "When did you join the Student Council?"
"Fairly recent. Besides, I knew I'd eventually face you if I joined the Student Council." Siegfried takes another swing at Shiro, causing both yin yang blades to shatter. "Come! Let us test if you truly deserve the top 1 seat of our year!"
"Like hell I will!"
Steel is my body and Fire is my blood...
Shiro slams his fist into the ground, and out of nowhere, countless blades pierces Siegfried. However, this will do nothing but slow down the former #2 of the third year, and Shiro knows that.
Shiro creates as much distance as he possibly could, traces his bow and Caldabolg 2. Before he could take aim, a spear, a sword and a couple of arrows sinks to his body. It seems the rest of SCs were already back to speed.
"Ha ha... " Shiro's knees gives out, causing him to fall forward.
Before he could hit the ground, a small loli nun hugs his collapsing body.
"S-Shiro! Are you okay?!" Debi called to him with tears in her eyes.
"... Dying in the arms of a loli nun... Not a bad way to go."
Shiro shatters into a million pieces and gets teleported to the zone that Debi has designated.
With that, the battle that will be forever be remembered as THE BLOODY VALENTINE comes to an end with the GOB as the winner despite being wiped out.
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"Ha ha ha ha. That perverted monkey never fails to entertain me." said Vlad as he watched the battle comes to a close in the comfort and safety of one of the building roof tops. "While it truly was disappointing that he revealed none of his monstrous power, the way he made full use this rag tag group of misfits is a sight to behold. Wouldn't you agree, Morgan Le Fay?"
Out of nowhere, a beautiful girl appears from the mist. She sports a waist long, wavy, bleach blond hair, sharp violet eyes and a massive F cup breast which looks much bigger than it actually is due to her slightly below average height. Her dress consists of a pure black, sleeveless victorian dress which covers up her black pantyhose and red high heel shoes. All in all, she looks like a very beautiful but very dangerous bride.
"How peculiar. As far as my memory can recall, there is yet a being alive that has seen through my guise." the girl named Morgan Le Fay in a tone filled with evil arrogance. "But then again, my beauty is something no mere mortal could ignore, thus I allow you to bask in my glory. Be grateful for I am in a generous mood."
"Hmm... I'm starting to understand why Shiro constantly labels us nobles as a pain in the ass." Vlad thought while successfully resisting the urge to skewer Morgan.
"Don't get too full of yourself Morgan." replied Vlad. "While the combination of your herbs, runes and magecraft can make your hiding skills at the same level as top tiered ASSASSINS, those petty tricks wont work on me."
Morgan thinks for a bit but eventually connects the dots to Vlad's uncanny perception.
"How embarrassing of me to forget such a trivial detail." said Morgan in a very formal way of speaking. "How could I forget that your Kazikli Bei is still very much active."
Vlad snorts at her half right answer.
"I guess I'll cut Shiro some slack after all." Vlad thought. "I cant believe know-it-all nobles are THIS annoying."
It's not Kazikli Bei but his skill Demonic Defender of the State that allowed Vlad to see through Morgan's near perfect hiding abilities. This skill temporarily marks a certain area as his territory, and all of those who set foot in it are potential target of Kazikli Bei. As long as Morgan's feet touches his grounds, he'll know where to find her. Its only natural for a ruler to know his lands better than anyone
"Cut the meaningless chatter Morgan. You asked to observe this battle thus I brought you here as Back Up #2." Vlad replied. " I think I've more than earned my right to prod your gray matter."
"Fu fu fu, that is true. I am in a generous mood as of late, thus I have no qualms in answering you inquiries." Morgan stands next to Vlad to watch the scenery.
With increasing disgust at being in close proximity to Morgan, Vlad decided to keep this discussion as short as humanly possible.
"I assume you found a few people of interest. Care to share your views?" said Vlad
"Indeed I have and you have my gratitude for that." Morigan replied with a devilish grin. "To start, I must say that little girl has caught my interest."
"You mean Jack?"
"Is that her name? How distasteful, but I am willing to ignore such an error. That is how much I have come to love that doll!"
This made Vlad raise a brow. While he wasn't particularly close with Morgan, he knows her well enough to know that she only finds interest in people when she can see the possibility of them being her pawn.
"Care to elaborate Morgan?"
"Fu fu fu. Surely I have no need to do that Vlad. Even you could tell how interesting she is!"
Indeed he could.
In terms of combat prowess, he personally witnessed how the little assassin took down 7 people at the span of 1 minute. Interestingly enough, they were all women. The 3 that followed were men, but she used more traditional means of taking them down (a knife to the gut). She is powerful, that is without a doubt.
As for Jack's mental state... Well... It's a horrible mess. She has shown that she has an above average intellect, yet she has an emotional psyche of a deranged person. Vlad can't really put it in words, but the child desperately wants someone to cling on too, and for some reason beyond his understanding, she found that person in Emiya Shiro.
Based on what info Zayd was willing to offer, Jack's world now revolves on Shiro and no one else. She has painstakingly stalked him for nearly 3 years. That information alone gave Vlad a clue as to the possible cause of her obsession with Shiro. It was almost 3 years ago when Shiro defeated Vlad in a battle of mythical proportions. Maybe she saw what happened. He can't be sure.
Irregardless of the reason, Shiro has the habit of drawing in women unintentionally. Jack and Date Masamune are prime example of this.
"Very well. Leaving Jack aside, is there anyone else that caught your eye?" said Vlad
"Once again, you need not ask that question. It is natural that Emiya Shiro has caught my eye." said the evil looking Morgan. "The moment he took down Arthur last week was moment when he entered my sight."
"You don't say."
"But I do say! Based on what I have witnessed, his strength has potential. Under my guidance, he could easily take the #1 rank. That alone should be enough incentive to get him on my side." Morgan puffs her enormous breasts in pride." Besides, he is a pervert, correct? Then my overwhelming beauty will prove irresistible to such a low class primate."
Vlad face palms.
"Just how ignorant can this girl be?!"
"Morgan, did you even bother doing any research? More importantly, did you even listen to me earlier?" asked Vlad
"What is there to know? Emiya Shiro is a perverted commoner who happens to be slightly better than the rest."
"That's it. I must seriously reconsider associating myself with my fellow nobles. Their arrogance is making them stupid!"
Vlad calms is nerves and speaks.
"For your information, yesterday, Emiya Shiro took the top position in his year level. He also remains unranked in the school wide ladder because the teachers have no idea what his full capability is."
"I-Is that so?" Morgan replies in uncertainty. An understandable reaction seeing how one of her bargaining chips turned out to be useless.
Vlad continues. "In today's battle, Shiro has been holding back A LOT. He could have won this battle alone if he felt like it."
"Ha? Wai- no... Why are you even speaking as if you know the extent of his abilities?!"
"Because I do. I have witnessed his full power and suffered an overwhelming defeat because of it." Vlad said with so much seriousness that even Morgan felt it. " The once uncontrollable Date Masamune was collared and domesticated after Shiro went all out on her."
Unease spreads in the once arrogant Morgan."W-what are you tr-"
"You are poking a sleeping dragon in the eye. Don't be surprised if you get eaten" Vlad said with such finality that Morgan was forced into silence
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"fu fu fu... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Interesting! This is very interesting Vlad!" Morgan laughs maniacly " Allow me to prove you wrong! I shall show you that there is no one that I cannot bend to my will!"
"Just be prepared to bend your back when you beg Shiro for mercy."
"We shall see Vlad! We shall see!"
With that said, Morgan's silhouette fades into the night.
"*sigh*... Emiya Shiro... You seem to have the knack of attracting the wierdos. I envy you not."
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