DISCLAIMER: Don't own Fate Zero. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction and Waver would've gotten Gilgamesh as his Servant. Don't take me wrong, I love Rider, but I love Gil more.
WARNINGS: LANGUAGE, SADISTIC SOOTHSAYERS AND WAVER GOING MAD XDDD
Chapter 2: In Your Mind
"Ehm…nothing against your methods, Miss de Cipher, but weren't you supposed to help me with my problem?"
The redhead looked up from her papers.
"And whataya 'ink I'm doin', 'Ver?"
They were currently in the school library, a gigantic building divided into the main hall, seven towers sorted by classes and the basement, where Mr Crookey, the old librarian with Joker-like eternal smile, was hiding the deepest secrets of the magical world. Linneyth had found a small table in the Shogun Tower and somehow managed to conjure up a pair of dark purple armchairs. That now had Waver sitting in one of them and impatiently awaiting the girl's verdict on his mental state.
"I think you're just wasting my time."
"'kay, if ya don' like my methods, I can call Saph an' yer gonna get yer help…if ya survive the examination, 'at is. That lil' sadist loves makin' people scream."
Waver shivered. He had heard rumors about Sapphir, a twisted, evil novice Conjurer whose reputation was seemingly worse with every passing day, and he definitely didn't want to become his next experiment.
"I would rather stay here, if you don't mind. But I didn't know he does these things."
"He doesn't. Fer some reason he helps me wit' my cases 'en he's in da mood an' they're interesting 'nuff."
"Ah." Waver looked out of the window. The library was located right above the outer P.E. grounds, so he had clear view of Professor Ghambe torturing some poor first years. He was trying to teach them some basic kung fu blocks, but all thirty of them were either too scared or completely incompetent. It resembled his own first lesson at the Tower. He wondered if they are purposely letting Great Gatsby have all newbies first, so they'll be scared out of their wits and ready to do whatever everyone wants from them.
"'Ver? I 'ink I've found sumthin'."
"What?"
"Well," the mage bit into her chocolate, "from 'at I see, ya've got two possibilities. One, you've got a ghost inside yer gulliver[1], an' Two, someone's created a bond 'tween ya two an' he's talkin' to ya telepathically. Have ya eva' heard 'at voice sumwere?"
"That's it. I have, but that part of my life isn't exactly the happiest, so I was trying to forget it. I was successful enough to not know just whose voice is that in my head."
"Isn't 'xactly da happiest? What part's dat?"
"The Fourth Holy Grail War."
[PretendthisisalineorIwillsendCasterafteryou]
Darkness.
Complete and utter darkness.
I was surrounded by it, embraced by it.
Loved by it.
The naked girl handcuffed to the wall didn't understand it, even when I ripped her clothes apart. She tried to object, so I silenced her. I'm not the Novice genius for nothing.
My hand grabbed something leathery and warm. My beloved. Perfect.
I made a step forward and dispelled the Silence spell put on my blonde victim.
She screamed.
And in that second the door burst open.
"Sapphir de los Mortes! Can't ya open the friggin' door 'en called?"
Linneyth de Cipher. Of course.
"What do you want?"
Her gaze slid over my room, paused at my newest experiment and turned a shade darker at the covered windows before returning to me. I noticed a slight dust of red adorning her cheeks and I smirked.
She's so obvious. If it wasn't for her being a Mythomagos and having a room on the other side of this bloody school, I would've fucked her long ago.
Then I noted a black head behind her. One of her 'patients', maybe. Then she wants help?
"First, free dat girl on yer wall, 'kay? 'En we can talk 'bout why we're here."
I 'tsk'ed before unlocking the steel handcuffs and kicking the still naked blonde out, closing the door behind her and opening the curtains on my windows, letting the light shine on my black walls and ebony furniture, every lighter surface painted red with blood.
"So?"
"Saph, 'is is Waver Velvet. He's got a telepathical connection wit' someone. I wanna 'now who's on the other side."
"And you can't do that alone? Seriously, Linneyth, if you're bothering me for something this stupid….you really want to die."
"I don't. 'Ver says 'at voice is from 'en he was in da Grail War."
Oh. It's starting to get interesting.
"And you think it could be a Master?"
"Or a Servant."
"It takes a Caster class Servant to do something like this and you know that. Wait, are you trying to tell me that this shrimp was a Master in the War that destroyed Fuyuki City in Japan?"
Surprisingly it was the other unwanted guest that answered.
"I'm not a shrimp, and yes, I was a Master. My Servant was of the Rider class."
"Have you ever learned his name?"
"Of course."
"Linneyth, I'll take this case. Shrimp, here's my offer: I'll help you without putting you through unnecessary pain and you'll tell me about the War, including all real names of the Servants that you know. Now leave, I'm tired."
"'kay, m'dear. 'morrow, 4 o' clock at the Library?"
"Yes, now get out."
"YAY! C'mon, 'Ver, let's go sumwere else."
[PretendthisisalineorIwillsendCasterafteryou]
"Have you gone mad? Do you know what an evil mage could do with six real names?"
"Ya 'now six of 'em? Great. An' Saph ain't evil, just a 'it of a weirdo."
"You tell that to the girls he had tortured…"
"Not only girls, but ya've got a point. An' fer yer information, he needs 'ose real names ta summon the Servants."
"WHAT?"
"As I said. Saph's a Conjurer Soothsayer, his ability allows 'im ta call the dead 'om the Afterlife an' predict da future. He's got a theory dat ya can call a Servant even wit't da Grail if ya're skilled 'nuff."
"That means…" That means I could…I could be able to…maybe…see Rider again…
"Yepp. Ya could see yer Servant again."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?"
"I'm a psychiatrist, 'Ver. It's part of my job."
"Yeah, right. I forgot."
"Lotta people do."
"Wait, you see into my head…Could you maybe talk to the voice too? You can kick him out like that."
"I'll try. Concentrate, 'Ver."
That little bitch is really trying…interesting.
Hey! Who're ya callin' a lil' bitch?
You, tomato-haired she-mongrel.
'Ver, I applaud ya.
What for?
Fer puttin' up wit' someone like 'at 24/7.
Practice. My Servant had been a handful. Not insulting like that, but really weird.
Oh. 'ut still betta 'an not havin' one at all.
I don't like being ignored, mongrels.
'An say sumthin' worthy, Ghostie. If yer gonna insult us like 'at, we'll ignore ya.
…
You actually shut him up….amazing.
I've also got some practice. Hey, Ghostie!
What do you want, she-mongrel?
Have ya…at even one point of yer life…been a full human?
What makes you think I won't lie?
Instinct. Now spill.
…I haven't.
See? Wasn't 'at hard. I'll leave ya 'ere fer the time bein'. 'Ver, ya've gotta put up wit'im a bit longer.
Great.
C'mon, don' be so grumpy. Smile!
*death glare*
„'Ver, did ya just give me a mental death glare? " He's not as wimpy as I've heard. Maybe 'at voice should stay, it's helpin'im ta man up.
"Yes. So what?" He's gettin' ruder. Now just few days wit' me an' Saph an' even his own mother won't recognize him.
"Nothin'. Hey, I was thinkin', are ya part of a Septum yet?"
"Nope, I've become a Shogun Novice few weeks ago. Why?"
"Our Septum needs a Shogun, so…"
"If that crazy Conjurer is with you, forget it." Damn.
"C'mon, give Saph a chance. He ain't 'at bad."
"How did he even end up with you?"
"Nobody else wanted 'im. An' he's wit' us only fer the Wars an' Battles, so don' go getting' yer fur in a knot, pup."
"Don't call me a pup, tomato-hair!"
"Copyin' Ghostie? Yer not a pup, yer a copycat."
"That's even worse!"
And I'm still being ignored. Blasted she-mongrel.
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Hiya, Hawk's landin'.
I had a lot of time to type, but did this instead of updating Obsession….Don't kill me, please! Blame the plot bunnies.
1. Love Clockwork Orange. Gulliver means head.
Anyway, I love mental glares. Anyone can do them, even me. And I can't give a real death glare to save my life.
I also love Sapphir. I was watching Kuroshitsuji II when creating him and he kinda ended up a bit more Alois-ish than planned, but I still love him.
Anyone can tell me how to create a poll? I need you to vote on the pairings for this fic. Original idea was GilWave with Linne getting Sapphir, but I found myself being drawn towards the idea of Waver and Saph together…and Linne would be with Gil. I know, they'd kill each other in matter of seconds, but they would be a funny pair. Or no, screw the poll and vote in reviews. More room to tell me yer opinions, pups…
REVIEW, PLEASE!
Hawk's takin'off, my notebook's battery is low.