The drunk man stumbles through the crowded area. He clutches his left hand as it bled wherever he walked. "Look at all these happy bastards." Everywhere he looked was a satisfied, healthy human, it disgusted him. As he walked by, he overheard the conversation of a client to his lawyer, saying,

"I propose that my will..."

The man flinches. He looks at his bleeding hand. Where his wound was, there are now 3 marks, each forming the shape of a large scratch from a feline claw. It started glowing and he started writhing. He heard some sports car designers talk,

"...shall create your body..."

A writer, was thinking to himself, then wrote down,

"...your sword shall create my fate."

Soon, he couldn't even focus, he just wanted to get out of there. He saw and alley and strafed his way towards it.

"If you agree to this will, answer me."

"I swear! I..."

"I will be all the good I..."

"...in this world. I will be..."

"...the disposer of..."

"...evil in this world."

"...you of the great..."

"...trinity..."

The man arrives at the opening of the alley. He plops down to rest. The blood soon moved, as if it had a mind of it's own, marking the wall.

"...come out from..."

"...restrictive circle..."

He looks at his hand and sees the phenomenon that is his moving blood. He stands to follow the blood with his eyes and sees the big circle the blood formed on the wall. His eyes filled with light and he started to lose himself. He stretched out his left hand, whispering,

"... guardian of heavenly scales."

Dan was perched on a branch in the forest. He huffed and sweated. He has obviously been awake for some time. After a few more seconds, he got ready to train again. He jumped from branch to branch, keeping keeping momentum, balance, and strength. He almost fell that one time, but he was able to balance himself and recover. Dan saw that Nico neared the forest, so he dropped down to the ground.

"Hey, teach. What's up."

"The war. It has started. There's no more time to train. We have to go."

Dan grabs his hoodie and and towel and follows Dan out the forest. "Is Kim up?"

"Yes, she's also getting ready. We must rush to the car and, while we're at it, think of a plan. Do you know what your Servant's abilities and Noble Phantasms are?"

"I think."

"We need you need to telepathically commandeer your Servant. Make him appear to defend us from enemy Servant, but only when the situation is dire."

"That wouldn't be necessary. My Assassin can manifest physically and no one would even be able to notice him." By this time, they have already reached the car and loading the things in.

"How do you know?"

"Sir, can't you notice that my Servant is right beside me?" The entire time, Nico was talking to Dan with Assassin in between them. "Of course I... I see. That will be very useful. We will need Assassin to coordinate with Archer. Kim?"

"Yes?" Said Kim, just as she was entering the car.

"Tell Archer we need her to watch for any threat – Servants, projectiles, anything. Tell her to take out anything that she thinks she can take out with at most 2 arrows. I'll have Caster protects us and watch out for Servants whereabouts. Assassin will be our physical bodyguard. Any questions?"

"Yeah, Why are we in a hurry?" asked Kim.

"There's already one Servant heading our way – a Berserker."

'Where did he come from?' thought Caster. Nothing is supposed to get past her, but she wasn't able to sense this guy.

He was obviously Berserker. He was ripped, his muscles and veins bursts and throbbing from the power received from Mad Enhancement. It is clear that he would have still been muscular and strong without Mad Enhancement because of the abnormally large shape his body took. He wore a black shirt that stretched to his form and a similarly designed pair black pants, although you can see pieces of brown cloth as if he tore what he originally wore with his abnormal size. He held in his hand a hunting knife and wore an insane look of bloodlust in his face while displaying a threatening pair of glowing, blue eyes.

At first, he seemed menacing, but he soon lagged behind.

"Ha! False alarm. Looks like the Berserker isn't fast enough," commented Assassin. Just as he said that, the Berserker released prana in the form of red energy, bursting all around him. He is suddenly able to run much faster, catching up to the car in a matter of seconds.

Assassin was about to reveal himself when Caster appeared on top of the car and said, "Hold on."

Then from the forest, Caster, or at least someone who looked like Caster knocked Berserker off course and back into the forest. "Let the other me handle him," she said, with a wink. At least the children are safe.

Caster is facing the mad monster, flicking spell after spell at him. She has to be careful. If she uses any stronger spell, she could give her identity away. Berserker got close enough to her and started slashing at her. Caster evaded strike after strike, and when she saw an opening, she ran up a tree, sprung to the trunk behind Berserker and started running.

Caster thought, 'casting the speed spell won't give away my identity, since it isn't in my legend.' Caster jumps on another tree and propels herself by Berserker through a bush. She than says, "Accelerare," pointing her stick, to her legs, and she starts speeding herself. Berserker, of course, catches a glimpse of her and races towards the now accelerated Caster. Caster only had a few moments of relief, because just as Berserker realized he couldn't catch up to the magically sped up Caster, he once again expended red energy and became even faster, running at the same speed Caster was running in.

Berserker and Caster are now running at equal speeds, running side-by-side. They each take swings at each other, Berserker, slashing with his knife, and Caster, flicking balls of fire. Berserker shifts his direction and rams himself to Caster. She is forced onto a tree and Berserker pins her down.

"Tell me, girl, why do you run?" asks Berserker.

"Wait. You can talk?"

Berserker slams his knife near Caster's face and says "Shut up! I do the talking!" Caster looks at him with worry in her eyes and silently nods. "Good. Ah, isn't it nice to finally not have to speak another wretched language? Just straight English?"

'What is this guy talking about? There shouldn't be exerting any effort in speaking Filipino,' thought Caster, but Caster slowly got her stick and held it up slowly.

"I want to ask, now that you're not running anywhere, what did you do with her?"

"Her?" Before Caster can get an answer, she flicked her hand at the knife in Berserker's hands. Scarlet light bumped the knife right out, and as Berserker turns to chase after it, Caster point her stick and stuns the enemy Servant. He fell down and lost consciousness. Soon, you could see his body started to loosen up, and you could finally observe his true size. He shrunk to medium height – just a tad taller than Caster herself. Just as he was about to close his eyelids, his eyes showed a bright hazel color. Then, she noticed from earlier an irregularity to Berserker legs, perhaps the reason why he keeps lagging behind. She felt his left leg and observed that he did have a leg but a prosthetic. Then, she knew who he was.

Berserker jumps down and onto the shack that was within the city slums. He approaches the drunken man and says, "Master Earl, forgive me. I lost them and I think they got away."

"No matter. I was watching, and I know who the Caster is."

Short one-shot on the first revealed Servant: s/9298318/1/What-Happened-to-Desmond