A/N: I may have additional dialogue or rewrite it in this chapter
The day was far less eventful. Benjamin continued his trip in his rickety old car, this time significantly slower than usual. After some boring morning classes with final tests, he went to the library to continue finishing his homework. When he finished all his work in the afternoon, he went the grocery store and bought a huge amount of various foods that would last for a few months to put into the trunk of his car. Benjamin parked his car in his grandpa's garage, carrying a load of food to the kitchen and dining room. As Benjamin was done putting the food away in the refrigerator, he then sat down in a chair and grabbed the soda in his backpack. Soon Benjamin felt so relaxed in his chair after a hard day's work and was about to go sleep in his bed.
He noticed that the basement door was left open. He forgot to close it behind him. Benjamin got up from his chair, started to walk to the door and was about to close it. That was when a red light started to come from the basement door, he was worried about the source of the light. Did he leave a light on or was someone there down in the basement searching for something?
Benjamin went downstairs to only see a red circle with foreign markings around the concrete floor and in the middle of it was the golden cup that he put down yesterday. The golden cup was glowing when Benjamin walked near to it and touched the golden cup, a warm feeling entered his nervous system. The tinkers began to levitate out of the box and air flew towards the golden cup, a lump of clay dropped on the top of it. Confused at this event, Benjamin started to hear words that sounded like a deep voice from nowhere as he searched around the place to see if someone was here. The red circle glowed with a bright spark when clay began to radiate power from the cup.
Ye first, O silver, O iron.
O stone of the foundation, O Archduke of the Contract.
Hear me in the name of our great teacher, the Archmagus Schweinorg.
Let the descending winds be as a wall.
Let the gates in all directions be shut, rising above the crown, and let the three-forked roads to the Kingdom revolve.
Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut.
Five perfections for each repetition.
And now, let the filled sigils be annihilated in my stead!
Set.
Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest in thy blade.
If thou submitteth to the call of the Holy Grail, and if thou wilt obeys this mind, this reason, then thou shalt respond.
I make my oath here.
I am that person who has become the virtue of all Heaven.
I am that person who is covered with the evil of all Hades.
Thou seven heavens, clad in a trinity of words,
come past thy restraining rings, and be thou the hands that protect the balance-!
The circle started to glow brighter and the wind started to pick up dust. A strong wave of some kind of energy threw him against the nearby wall. He tried to ignore the pounding in his head, Benjamin looked up to see a figure who looked like a sixteen-year-old with long teal colored hair, though its mundane appearance only seemed to be so by the loose clothing. A simple, plain tunic of grayish-white covered the majority of his/her form, concealing everything down to the shins. Underneath, he/she wore simple trousers of a similar color but neglected the addition of footwear to maintain a natural feature.
After a few moments of silence, the figure spoke with a serene smile on its face.
"I ask of you, are you, my Master?"
Benjamin was confused as he stared at the summoned man or woman in shock.
"What, who are you?" he asked with a perplexed look. "And what do you mean 'master'?" But before he could inquire further, Benjamin felt a strong burning energy come from the golden cup and into his body. "With all due respect, who the hell are you?" Benjamin asked the same question again.
The figure with long teal colored hair glanced at Benjamin and smiled: "I shall be bound to your service till you see fit to release me." Benjamin had no idea that this event would change the world as he knows and be in the center of it.
(At the Dining and Kitchen room)
Benjamin found himself sitting at his table, hold his hand with a cup of coffee in front of him and take a sip of it.
So... okay. Okay, let's... start from the beginning. What's your name?" Benjamin asked him or her.
"Lancer." He/She simple answer.
"That's not even a name, that's a title for someone wields a weapon and where is this Lance of your," Benjamin stated as he searches around him/her to see if he/she was holding with weapons somewhere in his/her plain tunic.
"You right and yes, Lancer is my Class. One of the three Knight Classes so-" A there was a pause in the air which Lancer studies Benjamin for a moment. Intense, concerned. Looking right into his eyes, through them, as if searching for something inside. "You... you really don't know anything. Nothing about the Holy Grail War or the mage families. Nothing." "Or even know about the rules of the War?"
"Nope, I have no idea what are you talk about?" Benjamin said as he shakes his head very slowly and deliberately. "Explain what is going on as I know that you just pop out that circle?"
In which Lancer explaining how these Holy Grail wars thing was and the wars were fought for its possession. Benjamin tries his best to remain as calmed as he could, after that strange event in his basement. A wish letting seven ghosts from the past massacre each other only to unlock a single wish. It was too far of a cruel game that can only to fulfill a single desire and he still can not know why do six ghosts need to die for a single wish.
Next, Lancer told Benjamin about Masters, Servants, Magi and Heroic Spirits. Benjamin showed a different kind of feelings. Benjamin was shocked at an unlimited power that could even bring the dead back to life, wondered at the existence of such things as Heroes of legend that transcended time itself, angered at the callousness of Magi fighting a secret war over the heads of innocent and unsuspecting people that cause countless of live for their quest to reach the root so they can have celestial power from there.
Benjamin massaged his temples as his eyes try not open in shock, magic was a work of fiction to him. It's an element in the tales of warriors and princesses in Legend and fiction. Today was the most strange of all and he was still not really able to understand everything about it. The Holy Grail war which a war between seven heroes from the past and legend battle each other else to only get a single war.
"Do I have to participate in a legendary relic ?" Benjamin asked Lancer as he was worry about enters a to-the-death tournament. "In fact, am I a Mage?"
"Strangely no this is different, there is no feeling of a Grail war and, in fact, my body felt real," Lancer replied calmly without a hint of worry. "And no, I can sense that you are not Mage at all."
Which Benjamin nodded his head and felt relief that he is not going to enter into war for a wish that he would have no chance of winning which he notices the word "Body felt real."
"So you said that your body is flesh and blood form and you are no longer have this spiritual form?." said Benjamin with straight-faced. When Servant are summoned into this world, they would able to switch between a spiritual body and material body at will. In the spiritual form, the servant can be invisible to the naked eye, most forms of scrying and cannot be easily detected by enemies
Lancer nod in response.
Benjamin put his hand to his head. "So I am supposed to be your master?." Lancer studied him and said, "Yes, but there should be three command seals on hand, I still sense a contract with you."
Benjamin stared at his hand, he frowned."Is because that I am normal human being, not a Magus." Benjamin now understands that Master are usually a magus who support with a Magic Circuit and if Master is a normal human then he would not have Command Spells at all, just only an anchor for the servant to this world
Lancer shook its head "Master or not I would still follow your order even though you have no authority over me ".
"Thank you but could you stop calling me Master, Lancer? I'm not your boss. Just call me Benjamin." Which Ben does not mind been called by that but the way it sounds make the phrase misinterpreted in so many different ways.
"So Lancer what is your true name ?' Benjamin waited for an answer. He now understands that Servant is heroes from the past in the story.
"My name is Enkidu," Lancer said and smiled. "It not like my name have any true weaknesses or something."
Benjamin crossed his arms, trying to think what kind of hero Enkidu legend come from. Enkidu wasn't a name that he know and Benjamin knows the most common heroes name. He'd have to go to a library and in hope that he would find a book on Enkidu's legend when he had the chance found out who he/she is.
But Benjamin decided to take a close look of this Servant. In honesty, Enkidu is beyond the classifications that are predominately prevalent within the World, transcending the conceptual boundaries of gender. He/She is a flawless, androgynous entity of perfect harmony and absolute beauty that is undeniable, displaying an otherworldly pulchritude reminiscent to a beautiful forest. He/She appears to be born forth from a clod of the Earth, nothing more than an amassing of clay to be shaped and molded by the ancient Gods
Beginning from Lancer's apex, a beautiful waterfall of hair cascades downward in unbound freedom, nearly touching the earth with its length and presenting a lustrous light green shimmer. Below, he/she possesses a visage that is considered too perfect, reflecting an unrivaled elegance of symmetry in his/her delicate and beautiful features of porcelain complexion that resemble those of an artificial mannequin, displaying a quintessence that are of both genders. It is a host to light-grey eyes that can reflect genuine, uplifting compassion or absolute, crushing rejection, yet they reflect all the truths of heaven and earth with serene moderation and present an intrinsic understanding of the world. The more Benjamin looks at his/her contradictory features, the more he realizes how impossible quintessential they actually are, marking Enkidu's existence as one beyond those that have since occurred within the World and equaled only by one other
In truth, Lancer's body as a whole can be said to resemble a coiled spring of readiness, possessing a firm and taut extremities, harboring an underlying strength that once wrestled the Divine Bull of the Gods, capable of lashing outwards on a moments notice. Lancer only possesses the barest and most simplistic aspects of civilization upon his/her person to conceal his misleading figure, reflecting the clothing he first chose during life.
However, it should be noted that while this is Enkidu's preferred form, Enkidu said that he/she can change anything he/she desires, altering the details of his/her current appearance, or becoming something else entirely; be it a weapon, a beast, or even someone other than himself/herself through his flesh being made of malleable clay and mud.
For a servant who is a hero from a legend seems rather unremarkable and not summoned with any items make him/her look so plain that Benjamin would think this servant is pilgrim than a hero.
"Wait a min,"Benjamin thought as he soon realizes something about that Holy Grail in his basement. "If he/she was summoned here then that mean there is going more servant come out of the Holy Grail rather than just one hero here."
Which Benjamin then slaps his face, oh god there is going to be more of them. How is he going to take care of this issue pretty soon? How he going control these Heroes, they are too powerful and prideful to even listen to him who is just a teenage and their Abilities can cause a potential lot of collateral damage to the city. How on earth is he going to hide all this damage from a servant, Benjamin did not sign up to take care of this crazy event.
"What has I got into this mess in the first place," Benjamin asked himself. "In fact where the Holy Grail come from anyway?"
Meanwhile, somewhere in the multiverse, a Wizard Marshall Kischur Zelretch Schweninorg sensed a ripple forming in the fabric of the reality. Someone in somewhere and somehow manages to summon multiple Heroic Spirits at once after the end of the 5th Grail war, and in America of all places too. He used his Second Magic, Kaleidoscope to search for the cause of the ripples and found that a familiar summoning ritual which somehow messed up so that it summoned a huge chunk of Servants that bound a normal teenager to become a Master and not only that there was Holy Grail with him.
This scenario seemed quite interesting for him but knew that it would cause a lot of trouble in the long run, not to mention about Alaya and Gaia who would possibly work together for the first time and send their dogs to exterminate who cause this event. Or would not care at all and would be too busy fight each other to even care to notice something was missing in their eyes.
He could hope that last possible path is in his favor as this is a prime entertainment material had dropped into his lap and Zelretch was not going to let it event go unnoticed under his watch.
Getting back to the issue which Zelretch discovered that the missing heroes were taken and summon from a Holy Grail with surprising efficiency. Which is odd as he knows that none of Holy Grails he has seen in his life manage to get this much power to actually summon so many servants to the Grail. As most Holy Grail War usually summon around seven or eight if you count Avenger but sometimes fourteen or fifteen if you count Ruler.
"Well, at least thing won't be dull for me at least," Zelretch commented as he begins to work something. "It has been while since I have an entertainment for a long time." He simple smile as know this is going to be the most kind of chaos for quite a while.
Zelretch thought about warning the Holy Church and the Clock Tower about this but was finding his interest of keeping it secret which it would be wake up call and he can not wait for the reaction from everyone when they found that there is a Holy Grail war in the America where is it very hard to hide from the public people.
"After the all, this is going to end in bullets, bombs, and blood," Zelretch said as knows what would happen when the teenager, Benjamin to meet those Magi for the first time and how his reacted would be. "Well, it would quite a show for me to see it." "Should I help him... maybe not."
"I should just watch show from here and get popcorn."
Benjamin is now a Master, well not so much of because he is a human being, not magus nor does he have Magic Circuit or Command spells like Souichirou Kuzuki, so he going to hard time command them. But the good new is Benjamin does not give a sign that he is a Master because a Master that is providing magical energy to a Servant will "leak" magical energy in a volume that is easily detectable to most spellcasters. The leakage is distinctive, allowing a Magus to determine that the Master has a contract with a Servant.
Under ordinary circumstances, a Master is always a spellcaster, usually a Magus with a Magic Circuit, who is selected by the Grail. It is possible for an ordinary person to become a Master, as in the case of Souichirou Kuzuki, as well as untrained individuals such as Ryuunosuke Uryuu who is descended from a lineage that once resided in Fuyuki. Ryuunosuke knows nothing about magic or the fourth Holy Grail War though this is rare.
The Holy Grail choose him as a summoner to summon the Heroes so there a feeling of a connection with Benjamin. The Heroes can still able to supply their energy or Noble Phantasm from being near to the Holy Grail. The Heroes have flesh and blood so can be harmed by normal means but to kill them is going to take a lot of time. Also, they do not openly give off the impression of a Servant due to their bodies being made of flesh but their mysterious radiance that makes people cringe or uneasy to be around with them.