A/N: Hi People I am back to give you another updated chapter (11,663 words). Well here is part 3 of the reactions of the aftermath, which show some of the characters that I have not shown yet. I'm still not sure how they will respond to this event. I really hope that I didn't mess up the personalities too much for them. Keep in mind that I am no expert in Government or how they would react to this event, but maybe in future chapters, the politics will make sense somewhat.
Time to answer some of your questions.
TH1s: Oh thank for liking this story, but Benjamin does not have Computer in his house because in real life I have two classmates at my school who do not own a Computer in their home. Do not be disappointed so quickly, this is first time writing a story in Fan Fiction. But still, at least, my chapters get a little better each time I update.
King Of Powers: That is a good idea but her Hanging Gardens of Babylon is an irregular Noble Phantasm that is impossible to manifest with magical energy like regular Noble Phantasms. It requires worldly materials and time to construct before it can be utilized. It would take at least three days, soil, stone, minerals, wood, plants, and water of a fixed amount that must be gathered from the land in which she once lived, ruins in the vicinity of Baghdad, Iraq, and only with their preparation can the activation proceed. How would Benjamin get those materials from Iraq without spending so much money for a passport? He doesn't grow money on trees, you know?
But I will find a way to get those materials. But, when it activates, it does not boast great speed, taking an hour to travel a number of kilometers. And also, it can be seen by everyone in the nearby cities and towns, so it would be used as a last resort. In Fate/Apocrypha novels, they use it to storm into the large castle upon a small hill, which the castle is named Fortress of Millennia. The Gardens of Babylon was seen by everyone in the city of Trifas, which has a population of twenty thousand, and they thrive mostly around agriculture and textiles at night, so how the hell can they cover up that up?
CCCG's Ninja: Benjamin's house is a mansion sized house in the countryside and it is not near to any cities, so Mesektet can be parked there. There are more servants in Koha-Ace, but most of them are not drawn very well so I am not sure I'm going to add them to my story.
TLau18: Thank you for the information.
Hyper Omegasonic 26: Oh thank you for that little information, but in my story he is alive, for now.
Toaneo07 ver2.0: I know right, this is my main reason for writing this story. Most of the servants saw in fanfics are ones in Fate/Stay Night and Fate/Zero, so it got so tiring seeing them over and over.
The lone soul: Yes it did happen, no more hiding incidents with the worst cover-ups ever. Everyone in the story tries to find what is going on here and it's like a cat and mouse game. I was really sick of half-assed police investigations who cannot do anything well in this anime or other anime shows. That won't happen here in my story. So give me any more ideas for U.S.A and Police role and other ideas that can improve or give me ideas that make it even better for the story.
Pedroarmin: Thank you :) Any ideas that you can add to future chapters would be nice.
Aurain Orimura: Pretty soon in the future chapters.
Gundam-Knight-Chris: He would punch the idiot servants who do the most stupid things, even for normal servants. Yes, he would have a potential romantic interest or mild 'harem' under vibe for him, but it would be very minimally done and would not be overwhelmed, maybe like three or four romantic interests. Some of them are really attracted and that can cause Benjamin to be flustered by them who would give him a seductive look or a wink. He can still be affected by their looks, but not as much other people.
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocketful of rye
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
This poem or song was started long, long ago when the first mother sang to her child a Lullaby. It was a really simple lullaby, a little tune while her young one would drift off to sleep. Soon this evolved as the child grew older into story time, but mother always kept the tune, kept the rhyme going on and on. And before long, there were Nursery Rhymes. They were timeless stories with simple tunes and little rhymes told to children.
Rock-a-bye baby in the treetop
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Now as time progressed they became something more. They have transformed into codes for figureheads or horrible events. Humpty-Dumpty was about a fallen king, and Ring Around the Rosie about the plague. This way, people could speak ill of their leaders or tell something horrible in a much lighter manner. But as time progressed, the little Rhymes became tainted with the corruption of adults. They had begun to twist those little stories into something not meant for the innocence of children.
Patty-cake, patty-cake, baker's man,
Bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Roll it and squash it and mark it with a B
And dash it in the oven for baby and me.
And then a reform came along. A small group hearkened back to the roots of Nursery Rhymes and started a movement to ensure that they returned to something children could enjoy, but still be able to tell the tales they had been intended for. So they worked to cut out the blood, the gore, the corruption. Whole organizations were founded to ensure that they returned to the children once more. But they started to fade away.
One, two, put on a shoe
Three, four, knock at the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
Nine, ten, a big fat hen.
Then came Lewis Carrol. He took the famous words and twisted them into a story of his own creation, creating works that children loved and adults enjoyed, breathing life anew into a dying art. And yet still today one can hear the children skipping and singing, Ring around the Rosie. This is the essence of Nursery Rhymes, something for children but touched by adults.
Hey-diddle-diddle, the cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed to see such a sight.
And the dish ran away with the spoon
But it was so dull... Once again the story repeats... Beginning to end... The same Tale over and over. She wants to live and play, have fun and make friends and love others.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
She had so many children, she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread;
Then whipped them all soundly and put them to bed
She woke up in a white space. She noticed a brief glimpse of another girl in blue, with braided pigtails briefly flashing in her mind. She can't remember much about that girl, but she knew that she was her master at some point and was special to her.
Then out went the' old woman to bespeak 'em a coffin,
And when she came back, she found 'em all a loving
That floating higher consciousness smiled and formed something that likened her to that girl, as close as she can remember, and dropped to the ground. Her blank white space began to fill with things. Life sprouted around her, seas, forests, fields. And soon they were populated with strange creatures.
"Nursery Rhyme is a nursery song.
Tommy Thumb's cute picture book.
The initial form of Mother Goose.
The sorrowful me to the lonely you.
It didn't take long for the ever familiar world of Wonderland to reappear. She smiled half-heartedly, well aware of what was to happen, how it was to play out, how the story went. She was growing bored of the ever repeating tale, but this was her fate. This was her curse. One day, she thought, one day she would be a real girl, have a real life, do real things, and never ever be bound to a script on a page again.
Let us grant those last wishes."
So she and her Master once more tumbled down the rabbit hole, again repeating her ever-looping tale.
"The pitiful and cute Tommy Thumb; I appreciate your various efforts up to this point, but the adventure is over.
After all, soon this will all be within a dream.
The curtain of night has already fallen.
But sadly everything has to end someday.
Your head too will fall with a plop!"
She lamented her defeat and clung onto her master. She blamed the Holy Grail War for taking away her happiness with her Master, but her Master accepted that everything needed to end right now, and the dream ended once the dreamer awoke.
"Ackroyd and celluloid.
An acrostic sadistic.
Here anyone is just a something.
Isn't it fine for birds to be just birds, and people to be just people.
Her Master thanked her and faded away, she cried out knowing that she wouldn't be happy without her master and faded away as well.
Your name, I shall be taking it."
She wished to be real, to be able to stay with her master and play and have an actual life. She hated the idea of being doomed to be some story people share and never actually live.
"I'm going to transform, I shall transform you.
I am now you, you are me, forever.*
I will transform, I transformed.
I am you, you are me, forever and forever*"
His story started at an early age when he was roughly six years old. That was the day that fate came into his life. Already a prince renowned for his great skills in both magic, combat, and learning. He understood construction and was starting to be praised by the people in the court as the pharaoh who'd surpass all others. When he was six years old, though, his mother and he were enjoying the beauty of the Nile river together with his aunt. They spotted a basket floating towards them in the river. When they finally saw what was within it, they were quite shocked. It was a baby, probably no older than two years old. The child was adopted by his aunt with the blessing of Seti I, who was his father.
That baby named Moses was described as having a white body like the slaves and that if he hadn't had been born as one, he could've become a crowned prince too. If he had become one, he would've helped him out, as well as a brave general. But still, he remarked that he was also a bit jealous of him. He also openly admitted to loving his brother to the point that he would think of him to be his real brother and not an adopted one.
The two children grew up together. He became much like a real brother now to his adopted cousin and they spent their time together as the best of friends. They spent their days together, learning and teaching each other a lot of things. One can say that Moses, which was the name of the child, made him more grounded. Thanks to his friend, he found a true love for his people and respect for his gods.
And the young man who was his sibling spoke.
If, he newly stood as a great pharaoh, soon at last.
In order to give happiness, to give peace and tranquillity, to give public peace to all of the people who lived on this earth――――
Their relationship did not change, even after he had risen to become the pharaoh, at the age of fourteen. Appointed by his father Seti. With the help of Moses, he started his reign by creating many great wonders.
His early years of life had him in numerous campaigns to reclaim lands which Egypt had previously held, the land of the blazing sun's ownership of countries like Nubian and Hittite. He also spent a good deal of time strengthening the borders of his empire. He suppressed Nubian revolts and carried out a campaign to Libya. The king of kings was successful in most of his military endeavors and his most famous one was the battle of Kadesh. It's said that his army stood a hundred thousand men strong at the early days of his reign and only kept growing in strength and prowess as he was pharaoh.
The king of kings spoke and turned towards Nefertari, "What is your view on this, my love?"
There were many women who held love for him, and he himself did the same towards them. Throughout his life, he took upon many wives, women whom he had taken their hands in marriage. Many children were born to the great king. While he took many women to be his wives, he had one which stood head and shoulders above all of them in terms of his life: Nefertari. The love of his love, one that could not be compared to anyone. His desert flower whom he loved more than anyone. He described her as his companion who gave him love and affection as he raised his 700 concubines, 6 mistresses, and 4 consorts. She was also described as an ideal person who was the most beautiful among his people and that he could clearly remember her as such. He then called her a goddess, a manifestation of Hathor, a quiet, lovely girl.
The young beauty smiled and moved forward, placing her finger to his lips and smiled, "It's simple. Have your finest builders pour all their passion for you into building it. That will show your love and benevolence for your people. Then, may your words tell those who think they are to combat a man who can build such great wonders."
In truth, many of his battles to come were only because he wanted to show off for Nefertari, showing her his might, flaunting his power to simply garner her attention and love. The days he spent together with Nefertari and Moses could be considered to be the greatest of his life.
" That should work, if passion so great can be carved upon this statue then that should be no problem. As for the words..." Moses spoke out, wondering what could work for the King of Kings.
As peace had started to reign...times started to turn. He had begun to build many great wonders, more and more. His time with Moses and Nefertari continued peacefully...however, soon Moses vanished. He was last seen watching the slaves work and not long after, Nefertari, who had been in failing health at this point, died.
" My name is Ozymandias King of Kings, look on my work ye mighty and despaired!" Ramses spoke out, his voice booming in the sky with command and honor. "
Times would turn dark back then, but he never forgot their words to him. His love for them was great and he attempted to live up to the way they had wanted him to. He continued to make the country prosperous and grand for his people. He built many more great wonders and kept showing his great respect for the gods. He was, after all, the God on Earth, the Pharaoh of this era. Ever since he was ten years old, he had been the general of armies and favored of Ra. Seti knew of it and so did his brother in soul, Moses.
The years went on, and Ramses kept on building his kingdom. Soon Moses returned. However, he had changed so much now, though no longer was he a prince of Egypt and a brother to him now, he was a prophet of Israelites for some foreign God now, who had demanded Moses to be his emissary. He wanted Ramses to free the slaves of his kingdom...something which Ramses was hesitant to do.
He refused Moses' request, saying that such a claim would make no sense to him, that it's not a reasonable request at all. To release the slaves would not only hurt them, but also Egypt's economy itself. The way the slaves lived in this era and his rule was by far the best in the world, they had safe homes, nice food, and a good life here. Even though they were slaves, they were fairly close to being in the same rank of people as Egypt's own peasants.
Unmoving by his words, Moses, and his God still demanded it. Because of his refusal, the plagues started to hit Egypt. Rains of fire, locusts and further death came to the kingdom. The damage to his kingdom was great. It would have caused more damage to his kingdom if the might of the gods of Egypt and he himself had not come to defend the kingdom. But unfortunately, he did not wish to oppose or kill Moses, who had helped him to learn everything to be a good and kind king and knew the worth of law and punishment.
It could be said that Moses was his true weakness.
The conflict ended with the death of one of his first children, which caused him to let the slaves go with Moses to the Promised Land. Knowing that the slaves would encounter problems in Canaan and beyond, who were unfriendly to foreigners. Fearing that, they would be attacked and killed. Knowing them to be slaves and not trained warriors, he set off with an army. It seemed that Moses took this as a sign that he was going to come kill him and his people, which he decided to show off the true power of his god.
With the might of his god, he cleaved the Red Sea, bringing awe even to the King of Kings. He looked upon this wonder as Moses departed from the other side of the sea. He then knew that Moses did not need his help any longer. Like him...Moses was a chosen by his god.
"Ah I see it now, It's clear to me now that you are the one to lead your people,"
He then sadly smiled as he watched Moses from the other side of the land, leaving with his back turned away from him.
"Farewell Moses, my little brother"
However, he still despised that his final moment with his brother was Moses thinking that he would attack him and his people. There was nothing left to help his brother with or help lead his people at all now. He returned back to Egypt and ruled as one of the greatest kings throughout the history for many years.
Completing the building of many great wonders, saving his people from drought and famine, protecting his borders from any and all threats. Even sending his forces and showing his powers every now and then around the borders of Canaan, destroying and raiding barbarian camps, which were looking to take advantage of the former slaves of Egypt.
Something that neither Moses nor his people would ever learn about it. At the all, he would be known as the pharaoh of the oppression who enslaves the Israelites during the period of the Exodus throughout the Bible and history.
With around one hundred children (too many to list) to his name, one true love he would care for all of the eternity, and one true brother which had a broken relationship that he wished he had fixed, Ramses died peacefully long after anything he had ever known in life. At the age of 91, he died of old age in his bed...as the greatest pharaoh and the mightiest king the world had ever seen. But he couldn't help regretting he couldn't live just a little longer. The hidden fear that it all would collapse without him gripped his heart.
There are three great tragedies in his life. The first is the death of Nefertari his beloved, the second is his fall out with Moses, and how they parted with his brother thinking them to be enemies and He was out there to kill him and his people. And the final is that even if it's not what he desires most in life. His fate is to rule the world, and as such he will save it now. His greatest failure in life is that he could not subjugate his journey to the gods, while dreaming of rebirth at the end of distant time, like other Pharaohs.
He was the king of kings and his tale ended with a kingdom of riches and prosperity beyond anything the world will ever see.
So a story about a young boy who was raised to become a Saint begins in the town of Lydda, somewhere around 280 AD. He was born to a noble family because of his dad, Gerontius, was a Roman army official from Cappadocia and his mother was from Palestine. They were both Christians and from noble families of Anici. So by this, the child was raised with Christian beliefs.
At the age of 14, he lost his father; a few years later, his mother died too.
He decided to join the Roman army, but on his way there he was abducted by a witch. She brainwashed him and convinced him she raised him and held him captive until he realized he was being deceived and that she was evil. He trapped her inside the cave she had kept him in. And he also freed six other Saints-to-be.
Continuing on his way, he came across a village that was offering sacrifices to a nearby dragon. Like a hero, he was rolled in on Bayard, a magical white horse, by a witch who loved him, and bested the dragon by chucking a spear into it. This caused the people in the village to convert to Christianity.
Finally reaching Rome itself, he presented himself to Emperor Diocletian to apply for a career as a soldier. Diocletian welcomed him with open arms, as he had known his father, Gerontius, one of his finest soldiers. By his late 20s, he was promoted to the rank of Tribunus and stationed as an imperial guard of the Emperor at Nicomedia, serving as basically his right-hand man.
Some years later, word reached the Emperor that Egypt had a dragon problem. A dragon made its nest at the spring that provided water for the city. At first, the Emperor assumed that there was no such thing as a dragon. Then it was proven that it was, in fact, a real dragon near the city. He refused to send any troopers to deal with the dragon.
However as a Christian man, he volunteered to go take care of it and refused to take no for an answer, bolting out of Rome and down to Egypt. Busting on into Egypt, he soon heard that the Princess of the country was just about to be sacrificed to the dragon. The daughter was sent out to the lake, dressed as a bride, to be fed to the dragon. He decided to meet the Princess who had tried to send him away, but he vowed to remain. The dragon emerged from the lake while they were conversing. He faced the dragon, protecting himself with the sign of the cross.
He charged at the dragon on horseback with his lance, seriously wounding it. Then he slew his second dragon, shoving his blade through a weak spot in the scales of the Dragon. He then carted the body into the city, which caused people inside the city and the King to become Christians and be baptized. The king built a church to the Blessed Virgin Mary and a spring flowed from its altar with water that cured all diseases.
He returned to Rome and was hailed as a hero there, even though they were more skeptical of whether he -actually- killed a Dragon or not.
On 24 February AD 303, Diocletian issued an edict that every Christian soldier in the army should be arrested and every other soldier should offer a sacrifice to the Roman gods of the time. Naturally, this didn't sit well with the sainted hero. He openly declared himself a Christian and with the courage of his faith he approached the Emperor and ruler. He loudly renounced the Emperor's edict, and in front of his fellow soldiers and tribunes, he claimed himself to be a Christian and declared his worship of Jesus Christ.
Diocletian was upset, not wanting to lose his best tribune and the son of his best official, Gerontius. Diocletian attempted to convert him, even offering gifts of land, money, and slaves if he made a sacrifice to the Roman gods; he made many offers, but Saint Hero never accepted.
Recognizing the futility of his efforts and insisting on upholding his edict, Diocletian had no other choice but to have him arrested, even though the sainted hero could defend himself and flee from the city. Knowing that violence was fruitless, he laid down his arms and allowed himself to be captured. After various torture sessions, including laceration on a wheel of swords during which he was resuscitated three times, he still refused to renounce his faith. He was sent to be executed by decapitation before Nicomedia's city wall, but before that he gave his wealth to the poor and prepared himself.
"Why?" His friend asked.
"Why do you choose death?"
The Saint hero said, "I would not make a sacrifice to foreign gods that I do not believe in."
"Is it truly worth it to this God of Savior of yours? Do you really think that this God is worth your life?" his friend questioned.
He replied back with blood coming out from his mouth, "Yes, every worthy of my life."
There was a heavy sigh from his friend who had slumped in defeat, "Is there anything else you would like to ask before I send you to your final resting place?"
There was a pause before he responded, "I would like to have a moment of silent prayer."
His companion nodded his head.
The saint hero closed his eyes and a feeling of peace came to his mind.
...
...
He opened his eyes and said, "I am ready."
He watched as his friend raised his blade above his head and said: "Forgive me Georgius."
Saint George just smiled and replied without any regret, "I always forgive you, my friend."
The blades swung down at his neck.
His last thought was if he could have saved more people in his life and converted them to Christianity.
Benjamin slowly opened his eyes to only stare at his room, "What the hell was going on with my dream?" Benjamin groaned as he woke up from his bed, which could fit three people inside. Looking around his room, he saw Alice sleeping right next to him, who still held the book in her hand. He turned to the other side to see that he was holding a beer bottle and there was like four on the ground.
It took a few minutes for him to remember what happened last night.
When Benjamin was cleaning the dishes and plates, he felt a poke in his back. He turned around to see Alice staring at him with emotionless looking eyes. He stopped washing and said, "Oh, Alice what do you want from me?" Alice showed the open book and vocalized, "I want you to read with me."
"So you want to have a bedtime story, right?" Benjamin said with one of his eyebrows raised. Alice nodded her head. He sighed with a tired voice. "Oh all right, give me a few minutes to be done with this."
When he was done washing it, he noticed that Ozymandias was drinking the red wine outside, watching the night sky. He also saw that Saint George was reading the Bible and saw that the rest of the other servants were somewhere outside.
When he got up to his room, which is a large one that could help a college student to finish with his homework, Benjamin saw that Alice was sitting in his bed, so he sat next to her. "Oh Okay, Alice, so how many chapters are we going to read?" Alice replied, "All of it."
"Alice, do you know how long this is? And the sequel to the book?" Benjamin said with a worried face. "Because it is going to take a long time to be done with them."
Alice just nodded her head and opened the book to the first page. She stared at Benjamin with an unexpressed face, "Read," she said with a cold voice that sent chills down Benjamin's spine.
Benjamin rubbed his eyes, "Man reading "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and its sequel so late at night is just too much for me to take." He got out of his bed and went the bathroom to brush his teeth. He soon checked his phone to see any news from his family and to see messages from his older sister. From the looks of it, it sounded she is worried him.
He read what messages said.
"Benjamin, are you ok at home? There was a museum robbery near the city."
Benjamin just smiled at the messages. His older sister was always worried about him all the time. His sister is a first lieutenant who fought in the Persian Gulf War and was still in the U.S. Army. She liked to send messages to see that he was alright at home. Benjamin wondered why she joined the army in the first place. Was there something that she was looking for, a purpose in life?
He looked down if there was any more to read, which there was.
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"Because I am coming home to check on you soon. Oh, I am leaving the army when I leave this place."
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"Oh shit," Benjamin thought with fear in his mind, "How the hell am I going to tell her about the servants, Holy Grail, and Magic in this world?" If she got involved with this too, The Mage's Association, The Holy Church, and the U.S. government would send soldiers and agents to capture her and would blackmail him to do as he is told to do. But at the same time, his older sister would not be happy that he was keeping secrets from her and would force him to tell her what was going on here and there.
"Oh well, I could just tell her right now when she comes back home." He calmed down a bit. Sooner or later she would know what was going on. There was little to no point of hiding it because how was he going to keep the Holy Grail from her at all when he was down in the basement. He tried to pick up the Golden Cup from the ground, which was stuck to the floor like glue. This left him no other way but to just tell her the truth. Let's hope that she would take it nice and easy.
Benjamin started changing into his everyday clothes and went downstairs to make breakfast for everyone.
Soon the rest of servants began to walk into the kitchen as they smelled what he was making. He noticed Saint George still held the Bible, Atalanta was eating some kind of meat that he really did not want to know what it was at all, Chiron was carrying a mixing bowl with herbs inside, and Enkidu was bringing some flowers and fruits.
"Hey everyone, you all must be hungry right?" asked Benjamin, in which most of them nodded their heads. Atalanta was bobbing her head even more than the rest of them. Oh man, she was always eager to eat more food than everyone else.
After a few minutes of eating, Benjamin decided to tell them about his plan and his older sister.
"Ok people, I need your ears for a minute," he said seriously and slowly, so they stopped eating their food and stared at him, listening carefully. Oh good, at least, they can act like real servants for once. "I have some bad news for you all. First, the U.S.A and law enforcement units are now looking for three of you." He pointed at Atalanta, Chiron, and Enkidu.
"I also believe that they are looking for Alice too," he stated. "Second, because of that act we just pulled last night, The Mage's Association and The Holy Church are looking for us now because of that. They will not stop hunting us and will seize the Holy Grail that could cause a fight between them and innocent people caught in the middle."
"And last of all, my older sister is coming home from the army, which she is going to check on me sooner or later, today or tomorrow," he said with a worried voice and poker face that was not betraying his troubled thoughts. "It looks like I have to tell her the truth about my problem when she gets here and there is no way I am going to hide you or the Holy Grail at all. Let's hope that she can handle you guys because she would know what to do with this chaos that we have caused and in the future."
"Do not worry Benjamin, I will make sure that none of them can steal the Holy Grail on my watch," said Saint George, who had a stern face now. "They will not have the Holy Grail for their own use or kill many innocent people in their way, and in my eyes, they cannot have it." He had learned information from the cursed cup who had given it to him, about the magus, and what they have done in this time. Let's say he did not like it one bit, what they did to countless people. He also knew what happened to people who were killed by the Church, and their exorcists used the word of god for their own actions.
Benjamin nodded his head, "I know you will." He looked at Atalanta and Chiron, "You two will have to lay low, for now. The newspapers and police are looking for you guys, so I want you to stay in the house for a few days." He knew that police were surveying around the cities and observing the evidence from the museum robbery. Not like it would do any good for them because they are clueless of the scene that occurred.
Both Atalanta and Chiron nodded their heads. They have already gotten so much attention from the museum robbery that is still in the newspapers around the world. What they do not need is for people to find them.
"Except for moving around the cities at night," Atalanta said to Benjamin, giving another way for them to be useful. Benjamin agreed to that suggestion, "Oh ok, you can explore around the cities at night, but make sure you are not followed by anyone."
Knowing that Archer classes do not like to stay in one place for too long, and it was possible to stroll around without making him aware of their whereabouts, Benjamin accepted the suggestion. Do not get him started on those Independent Action skills. The higher the rank is, the higher chance of them easily ignoring his order and being an asshole to him.
"When you move around the cities, do not get involved with any incident that is happening inside the city," Benjamin instructed his plan. "But, if there is someone who is in danger, who is being robbed or attacked, then you can be a big damn hero like you are," Benjamin muttered, looking at Saint George. Knowing his personality, he would intervene when someone was in trouble, which would cause him to reveal who he actually is.
Benjamin placed a map of the USA on the table and pointed to Jersey City, "This is the city where we just revealed ourselves to the world last night, so I want two of you, not going there but," he pointed to nearby cities, "To go explore those places, to know the area. And do not let anyone see you. Be very careful."
Atalanta and Chiron studied the map to remember each place. Benjamin turned his head to Saint George and asked him a question, "So, George, because this is your first time being summoned to this world, where do you want to go?"
Saint George was deep in thought before answering, "You see, Master, I am a big fan of traveling around the world and I like to meet new places. I also want you to buy me a camera."
"So you like use the camera and take pictures, right?" Benjamin asked with one eyebrow raised. He did not know Saint George wanted to have a camera and take pictures. That is a strange request for a hero to ask him.
Saint George just laughed while he scratched his hair, "Well when I was still alive, I always wanted to see places that I had never seen in my lifetime. So it's good to see that there are places that I have not yet explored in my life." He had become obsessed with cameras and wanted to carry one around. There were so many wonderful areas that he just wanted to take pictures of, simply for the effect of having the picture to review later.
"I think I can afford a camera for you as long you do not snap photos at someone or places from out of nowhere. There is a limit to how many pictures you can take on the camera, so please be careful," Benjamin said to Saint George with a cautious voice. He really did not want anyone to get upset from just getting their picture taken from him. It comes across as a bit creepy sometimes, to be honest.
"Oh, it looks like my subjects are going to the city. Mind if I join in with you?" Ozymandias said, still wearing his professional clothes, walking into the kitchen. He was surveying around the house and liked to say that this house was a good one for him to relax here. The house was far away from any cities. He heard them talk about their plan and heard that his master and new servant were going to the city and so he wanted to join in with them, for the King has demanded it.
"Oh boy," Benjamin said with a stressed face. Ozymandias was going to come with him and Saint George; this was not good. "I hope that he does not pick a fight or gets in any trouble when we get in the city." He forced himself to smile at Ozymandias, "Yes my king, you can come with us, for we were just going to buy George a camera and tour the city."
Ozymandias laughed with all his might, "Soon the whole world will know that the king has returned, back to life and will follow me as their new king!" He stared at Benjamin, "So how long until we leave?"
"As soon you put a shirt on and then we can leave," Benjamin said sarcastically, he was not going there without a shirt inside his casual clothes. He did not want people to look at him weirdly at all.
Benjamin picked his key and said to Saint George, "George, get some casual clothes for yourself and I will be waiting for you inside the car." He walked outside his house and to his car. He started to notice that there were plants and trees that were not here last night. He also saw that the front yard was overgrown with weeds and other types of plants that were sticking to the house here and there.
It looked like the Holy Grail was pouring mana into the ground and fertilizing the soil. Oh great, an another problem for him to do.
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Mowing the grass
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"Oh come on," Benjamin shouted to the sky. "What is this Holy Grail trying to do here? Grow a freaking ecosystem in my house!? You'd think something like this would just go unnoticed at all!"
He retrieved his phone from his pocket and dialed the phone number, holding it to his ear, "Chris? Are you there? Oh good, listen I need your... huh?... No, you can't just pick it up later. It's not like I'm loaning you my Lawnmower here."
"You have any idea how hard is to carry that thing here and then carry it back to you? Look, just get down here and drop it off here, or I can just take it back." He pulled the phone away from his ear and rubbed his forehead, "This is getting too distressed for my head and my heart. I really just wanted to think that it is all but a dream, nay looks like I have to face the reality."
"I hate my life now."
Japan, In the city of Fuyuki, inside of the Emiya residence.
A beautiful young woman with violet hair, which she styles with a pink ribbon on the left side, and violet eyes. The ribbon that she wears in her hair was given to her by Rin when they were little children and is the first ribbon Rin ever made. She's noted to have very large breasts (an E-cup) and her casual clothing consists of a pink cardigan, a white top, and a long cream-colored skirt.
She does not tend to put a whole deal of effort into keeping herself looking nice, but she does do a bare minimum amount to avoid looking slovenly. She dresses mildly, has her hair in a very simple, straight cut, which is generally the most she feels she can do, given the amount of her time that is devoted to her housework, and the increasing amount of magical practice. She tends to eat an amount of food that tends to make someone fatter, but for her, the energy demands to keep her looking healthy.
This young woman is named Sakura Matou, who is the younger, adopted sister of Shinji Matou and biological sister of Rin Tohsaka. She is also the daughter of Tokiomi Tohsaka and Aoi Zenjou. Like most magi, her father chose only one daughter to carry on his family's tradition, as he believed raising an additional child would introduce competition. Zouken Matou, an ancient ally of the Tohsaka House, offered to adopt Sakura with the intention of training her as the successor of the Matou's magecraft, as his own heir, Shinji, was incapable of sorcery. As a result of her natural abilities, Zouken sought to use Sakura as one of his future vessels, empowered by the Angra Mainyu. Having to endure the cruel training under Zouken and Byakuya, Sakura became an empty and emotionless shell resigned to her fate.
When Kariya Matou, Sakura's adopted uncle and her mother's childhood friend, learned of Zouken's intentions, Kariya attempted to win the Fourth Holy Grail War in hopes of liberating her. Unfortunately, Kariya died in his attempt and Sakura was unable to understand Kariya's motivation for trying to rescue her. His death demoralized her and she convinced herself that she should not attempt to fight against Zouken. After gathering the tainted fragments of the shattered grail from that war, Zouken hybridized the collected black ichor with several of his crest worm familiars. He implanted these parasitic worms into Sakura's body, which drained her Mana, but fed on her carnal impulses. Some time later, Sakura met her new brother Shinji (who was studying abroad at the time of the Fourth Holy Grail War) when he returned to the Matou house.
Though he later came to love and accept his new sister, he bullied her. This ended the day Shinji found out that Sakura had become the heir to the Matou family instead of him and he became harsh with her, just like everyone else in the Matou house. Because Sakura was apologetic and expressed pity toward him, Shinji took that as Sakura submitting herself to him since she displayed no emotion. Some time after the death of Byakuya, Shinji began raping her.
Although castigated and humiliated on a daily basis, Sakura maintained her bearings with great stoicism. For the eleven years after her adoption, Sakura grew to resent Zouken for his cruelty, Tokiomi for sending her away, and finally Rin, for never coming to save her. However, she still kept the ribbon Rin gave her. Sakura drew her strength to endure such hardships from Shirou, whom she admired for his dedication. The inspiration she found came from watching him persistently attempt to jump a bar during a track-and-field practice session. She joined the Archery club in order to be closer to Shirou watching him from afar. Sakura is the principal Master of Rider, who was summoned several days prior to the start of the Fifth Holy Grail War. However, under pressure from Shinji and the desire not to fight either Shirou or Rin, Sakura yielded her Master's right to him, although Sakura retained her original Command Mantra. This story will continue for an another time, for now.
Sakura was walking to Shirou's house to help him with his daily chores. She was excited to able to be with her lover who had come back to Japan to check on her. Sakura gathered enough courage to approach and help him, for she had visited him ever since to assist with daily activities. Shinji returned to his old self, thus getting along with her again. She arrived at Shirou's house and knocked at the door. There was no response. She knocked again and again. There still was no response, wondering if she had come to his house a little early.
"Shirou. It's Sakura, are you in there? Shirou," Sakura called out while she knocked at the door. "I wonder if he's here?" Sakura thought. Then, she heard some footsteps from inside the house. The door opened, revealing to be Shirou who was wearing a black and white jersey zip jacket along with his casual clothing. After the War, Rin was called in for a trial in London over having opened and then closed the gateway. A high ranking mage intervened and the trial was swiftly ended. She spent a few months in London before returning to Japan. When she reunited with Sakura and Shirou, she asked her sister if she was happy with her life now, to which she responded yes, with a smile on her face.
"Hello, Shirou. I came here to help around the house," Sakura said with a beautiful smile on her face. "Hey, Sakura. How are you?" Shirou replied back with a happy response. When the War was over, Sakura felt isolated when she believed that Shirou was beyond her reach. When she saw him with Rin all the time, she resigned Shirou to get together with her sister Rin without her, but was surprised at Shirou reciprocating her feelings and wanted her to become his lover too. This caused both sisters to share him and fight each other at the same time.
"I'm fine, thank you," Sakura replied without any worry on her face. The two entered inside the house. Sakura couldn't help but notice that Shirou looked distressed and worried. "Shirou, is everything alright?" Sakura asked calmly.
"I'm fine," Shirou replied, trying not to worry her with his issues. "I don't think you are fine, Shirou. Just tell me now." Sakura insisted and moved closer to his face. Since after the fifth Holy Grail War, and she and Rin have become a couple with him, she has made sure that he is not hiding anything from her at all.
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you," Shirou said, backing away from her face, trying to calm to her down. He began to explain to her, "In America, there was a robbery in a museum. The culprit was a mage or a group of mages with Servants. That event revealed magecraft to the whole world and has caused a lot of panic around the globe," Shirou explained with a stressed face.
"Oh, my. That's terrible," Sakura gasped lightly. She was surprised by the event when she became Dark Sakura under the influence of Angra Mainyu, which gave into her internal malice. She then realized that she was the shadow that appeared in her dreams and became Dark Sakura. This caused her personality to change drastically; she became a devilish, evil, and cruel person. Sometimes she talked about herself in the third person. She went on a rampage throughout Fuyuki City, ingesting large numbers of innocents for mana. It was a goddamn miracle that they have kept this under control and not let the Clock Tower or the Holy Church launch any investigation to the city. "Does Rin know about this incident?"
"Yes. Right now, she's contacting the Clock Tower and searching for more data," Shirou said. "What are you gonna do?" Sakura asked, knowing that he would run to America and stop the culprit at the first sight. "I'm not sure. I'm still waiting for Rin for some more information," Shirou said. "But there's one thing I do know... the world is about to change and whoever the culprit is. I have to stop him." Shirou looked at one of his hands and clenched it into a fist. "I can't allow someone to use the Holy Grail again. That cup is not worth people killing each other over it. I may be sure that anything like the fire would never happen ever again."
The memory of his adopted father, Kiritsugu, told Shirou about his dream to be a Hero of Justice and how he failed. Shirou, in admiration, stated that he will achieve Kiritsugu's ideals and this will allow Kiritsugu to die peacefully. Even he knew that his ideals were full of flaws from his alternative future self, who had already seen the results of all his youthful idealism turned to ash and hopes to kill Shirou to prevent any of it from happening. They decided to settle their differences with swords. Lots of swords. Due to the fight, Shirou not only defeated his alternate future self but persuaded him that his idealism was right after all. He concluded that his ideals were not wrong, and he decided to continue to fight for his beliefs.
As a Hero of Justice, Shirou could not allow such a person to do as he or she wished, whoever he or she was needed to be removed from the Holy Grail War.
He really had no idea that he was about to be very outclassed against so many servants in America pretty soon in the near future.
In Germany, in a mountain district near a certain river, in the Einzbern castle (My god it is cold over there)
A young little girl was enjoying a nice cup of tea on a nice sunny day. She has crimson eyes and long white hair. She wears a collared, purple long-sleeved shirt with a light purple scarf to match, a long white skirt and purple boots. Her skin is so white that she looks like an albino girl, which she is not.
Her name is Illyasviel von Einzbern (shortened to the name Illya), who is the daughter of Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel von Einzbern, who both participated in the Fourth Holy Grail War. She is also the adopted older sister of Shirou Emiya. Illyasviel is a homunculus, an artificial human given life by applying sorcery to sperm cells, originally created and raised by the Einzbern family. She is actually slightly older than Shirou, her childlike appearance being a result of a distorted growth rate. The head of the family, Jubstacheit von Einzbern, and The Einzbern family trained her before and after her birth in order to maximize the magical circuits in her body, which cause her physical body to develop slowly and to not develop secondary sexual characteristics.
When her mother and father failed to win the Fourth Holy Grail War, she was told that her father had abandoned her shortly after. This caused her to be raised to believe that her father abandoned her, not knowing that he actually wanted to save her from the Grail's fate. She became angry with Kiritsugu, and consequently, Shirou. When the Fifth Holy Grail War began, Illya was able to summon the Heracles with a slab of rock from a temple as a catalyst and traveled to Japan to participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War. Illya's desire to learn more about the person Kiritsugu raised in his final years instead of her prompted Illya to observe Shirō in some cases, or try to take him like a possession in others, only to start warming up to him after getting to know him when he treated her kindly in spite of her prior attempts to kill him. Due to the war, she found out the whole truth about his father and Shirou. She could not help but to let go of her hate toward him and become attached to the only family member who actually cared for her well-being.
After the war in which she lost her servant Berserker(Heracles) in the late stage, she knew that Shirou would be alright with Rin and Sakura. They would help him overcome his reckless behavior for his ideals, aware of the relationship between Shirou and Archer, who is his alternative future self. She returned back to Germany and reported to Jubstacheit about the true nature of the Holy Grail, about what was inside of the cup. Jubstacheit listened patiently while she described what happened in the war, but only showed real interest when she spoke of the evil essence of the Grail attempting to be born into the world. But he slightly disapproved of it very soon and planned to make another one for the next Holy Grail War, saying that malicious nature was not worth the trouble at all.
This caused Illy to realize Jubstacheit cared little for the well-being of his creations, prioritizing his pride as a designer over any pain they may experience. That all he cared about was to reobtain the Third Magic throughout any means of victory. He would even try to create the Holy Grail again and again, even though he knew that the Holy Grail was dismantled by the Mage's Association and knew that All the World's Evils were still attempting to be born through the Holy Grail. Illya decided to watch her Grandpa try to reproduce the miracle over and over, knowing he would die soon with despair. They could not get their Third Magic again and would stop doing the lesser Grails again, which would cause the Einzbern family to lose the will to seek the Third Magic with Jubstacheit dead and defeated.
Right now, she just took a sip of her tea, enjoying the warm, bright sun in the blue sky, which was one rare day that she appreciated in this lonely, cold castle. A Homunculus next to her was wearing a maid uniform that covered her hair, that revealed short, pale hair and also one of the biggest set of breasts in this story. This Homunculus is named Leysritt, who was to serve as a maid, bodyguard, and caregiver for Illyasviel. Leysritt was on her side in case Illya needed anything.
Then, in a few seconds, another Homunculus arrived at the scene. She was wearing a maid outfit with a hood that made her appear almost identical to Leysritt but had long, pale hair. This one's name was Sella, who was to serve as a maid and to teach Illyasviel sorcery.
She was tired of running.
"You're tired Sella? But you don't have those huge boobs weighing you down!" Leysritt said, almost robotically, which caused Illya to chuckle at that statement. She and Leysritt often teased Sella for her harsh personality and body, more like her breasts usually.
Sella flushed at that statement and glared at her menacingly. "Shut up Leysritt," she said with her head visibly shaking in anger.
Illya giggled and composed herself, "What's wrong, Sella? It isn't like you to be running the halls for no reason," Illya asked seriously. Sella often distanced herself from humans and preferred to take care of the flora and fauna of the castle.
"I'm very sorry Lady Illya, but Lord Jubstacheit has asked for your presence," Sella explained to her with a stern voice. "Grandpa called?" Illya said, a bit surprised. After the war, Grandpa rarely spoke to her, spending more time trying to recreate many lesser Grails. Most of them failed and he was already in the midst of struggling to make a new Greater Grail for the next upcoming Holy Grail War.
"Yes. It is of an urgent matter," Sella said humorlessly, knowing the head of the Einzbern family requested the message very seriously. "I see. Lead the way," Illya said as she got up from her chair. "Let's go Sella." "Yes, milady," Sella replied back and followed with Illya behind her.
In a few minutes, they arrived at where Jubstacheit's room was. It was huge with a lot of paper plans of making homunculi and Holy Grails. They noticed that many homunculi armed with weapons stood next to him and watched the room very carefully. The Old Man Acht was sitting down in his chair, reading a report paper and a cup of warm alcohol on the table.
"I'm here grandpa. What do you want?" Illya said with an emotionless voice. "Ah, Illya, you have arrived. A few minutes ago, I received some perturbing news from the Mage's Association. It appears that there's a new Holy Grail War located in America," Jubstacheit said. He sounded upset and happy at the same time, which surprised her, given Grandpa rarely shows any emotion at all. The only time he even showed emotion was when he learned of Kiritsugu's betrayal in the destruction of the Holy Grail, which caused him to rage the heaven. Then, rather seeking to punish her father in the most severe punishment, he instead never again allowed him into their forest's Bounded Field and kept him away from her daughter, which was the most shameful way to punish him.
"I thought that the Greater Grail was dismantled," Illya said. A closer look at her expression denoted curiosity and a slight unease as she gazed at the many homunculi in the room carefully.
"That would be the case. However, from what I've received, someone recreated the Greater Grail better than the three founding families," Jubstacheit explained to her seriously. "I got a report that the ley line in America has been fertilized due to the massive amounts of prana the Holy Grail summoned and it is expanding across the American soil. From what we know, the Holy Grail is able to summon numerous servants and still leak rich prana down to the soil."
"What!" Illya was surprised. "But that's impossible. We, the Einzberns, created the Greater Grail. How does someone make the Greater Grail better than ours?" About 1,000 years ago, the Einzberns ancestry started a quest to recover their lost miracle, but eventually came to realize that they would never succeed by themselves and thus sought outside help. The result was the establishment of the Heaven's Feel ritual 200 years ago, thanks to the help of the Makiri and the Tohsaka descent. They were the ones who built the Great Grail of Fuyuki and also the ones left in charge of producing a new vessel of the Holy Grail for each new Grail War. Since they were one of three families, they also knew to try to cheat their way to victory by summoning heroes that were completely unsuited in a class container or summoning something that was so insane.
In the Third Holy Grail War, they attempted to cheat the war by manipulating the system of the Greater Grail with a new servant class that replaced the Berserker class. Avenger, the Heroic Spirit of Vengeance, is used for heroes of the past that spent their life in the name of vengeance or a twisted sense of justice, be it for themselves or other people. It is not really a true class, it was more like a substitute. It was rare for a hero to be in this class, but those who have the gift of being an Avenger were more than welcomed. In fact, those summoning in class is Anti-Heroes, who are ruthless, psychotic and unstable, or an absolute monster with no sense of morals and decency. Class traits in this class make them have a twisted sense of right and wrong, bordering on a completely black and white view of the world. This sense of right and wrong is so twisted, as they lack mercy of any kind, that they have stated that evil deserves no mercy. This is ironic, as that is the one thing that separates justice from vengeance or even common murder.
Angra Mainyu was summoned during the Third Holy Grail War, and rather than a true and noble Heroic Spirit through valor elevated to the Throne of Heroes, a wicked and twisted Anti-Hero was summoned through infamy. But, he was the first servant in the war to die, as they quickly found out that their interpretation of Avenger was wrong, that he was a completely useless Servant without any abilities. In the Fifth Holy Grail war, they summoned Heracles in the Berserker class two months before the start of the Holy Grail War. They chose him for his vast strength and chose the class to have a puppet, unable to betray them like Kiritsugu in the previous war. They began to prepare Illya and Berserker as the strongest Master and Servant pair. Illya was forced to provide the entirety of his energy, keeping her in constant pain. She lacked any support from the Grail, but the burden on her began to lessen as the Grail began to show signs of appearing.
"I don't know? But it doesn't matter," Jubstacheit said, unsure but with a serious expression on his face. "What do you mean?" Illya asked as she started to feel uneasy about what he was going to say.
"There was a robbery at an American museum, exposing the whole world to magecraft. The culprit was accompanied by Servants," Jubstacheit explained. "It would not take long for news to spread across the world."
"What?! This can't be happening!" Illya said, surprised at the current events. "What's going to happen next, Grandpa? Are we are going to wait for any news from the Clock Tower or The Holy Church?"
"I don't know. We must prepare for the worst. That's why I started securing our home and our valuables," Jubstacheit said. "The magus from the Clock Tower and around the world are fighting each other to have the most and strongest Catalysts for the Holy Grail War. Some of them are even stealing from other workshops. I already have homunculi guarding the base as we speak. In the meantime, we should wait, for now, and I will have someone sent from the Clock Tower to get another catalyst to prepare for the next upcoming Holy Grail."
Jubstacheit held up the Avalon to show Illya and explained, "As you see, Illya, we heard that your servant and Shirou's servant would able to last near to the end of the war, so the plan is that we are going to summon King Arthur as a Berserker class. His strength increased high enough will rival Hercules. We will plan for a unique container for King Arthur, with catalysts that are Avalon and Rhongomyniad, which will be here soon. Use it as your catalysts and the Hero Spirit you summon will surely be the strongest of all the Heroes."
He stared at Illya with narrowed eyes, "Given that you have failed to win the Holy Grail, even with the most powerful servant that we have summoned in the past war, we made a decision that we give you another chance to take part in the war," he said, much to his displeasure at Illya. "Do not make me regret this decision for you Illya."
"Leave no survivors and slay all of the other servants in your path. Complete the Third Magic, Heaven's Feel," he said with his voice shining with insane strength declared, "This time, we will be able to acquire the Third Magic, the Golden Grail very soon."
"Yes, Grandpa," Illya nodded her head, but inside of her, her heart worried that Shirou would be involved in the war too and feared that the Einzbern family would not stop at all until he was dead. Still, she wondered how someone could recreate the Greater Grail a lot better than the three founding families. Faultily copying the Holy Grail was a risk because you were unable to successfully copy every aspect of the ritual. This would lead to it acting only as an imitation, allowing for the summoning of strange Servants being blurred and that would just be called a False Holy Grail War. The immense scale of the preparation for the ritual would have required a magi family of the caliber of a Great House like the Einzberns to easily make it a real one, but it would need a lot of starting materials and to gather the necessary energy to manifest it.
But whoever this person was, he or she was powerful enough to possess a considerable amount of monetary resources and knowledge to understand The Holy Grail system inside and out. She must make sure that Shirou will not charge this person so quickly. Knowing his personality, pledged to be a Hero of Justice in her father's place and striving to protect everyone at the cost of his own life, despite knowing they were impossible to achieve. But still, it would be good to see him again. She knows that she has less than a year to live due to being an Einzbern homunculus. She has to protect him, it is her duty is to protect him because of it. Know that he would sacrifice himself to destroy the Greater Grail, she would have no choice but to wearing Dress of Heaven, a Mystic Code passed down by the Einzberns to closes Gates of Heaven as a Grail.
The Pentagon, located in Arlington County, Virginia.
The government members were looking at the footage of the battle at the museum robbery and already were trying to figure out as much as they could about this new arrival group on the scene. They could not believe what they were seeing from the footage. They had a mix of horror, amazement, and frustration towards the video clips they were watching. The two figures battled the SWAT units and police with their bows and hand to hand combat. They were moving incredibly fast and crashing each unit that would try to turn the tide against them.
One of them, the male, was wearing leather armor that gave him a style of a bowman carrying the experience of a warrior. He was fighting using combined techniques from both boxing and wrestling. He was also utilizing his legs offensively as well. His locks and throws were extremely well done and possessed terrifying effectiveness. He even threw one of the heavy units over his head. His skills with the bow were incredible, to snipe close combat in the middle of the fight and each arrow he let fly was as swift as a shooting star.
The female wore green garments with hair that was a mix of green, golden and platinum-blonde with cat-like ears styled into it, along with a tail. Her hair was stretched out long and unkempt, and it was completely lacking in the silkiness that made her be called a beautiful beast in human form. It befitted her appearance. Her combat was like a wild animal and she attacked ferociously like a beast, befitting her appearance as shown when fighting multiple enemies, yet maintaining motion and energy without fatigue. She easily deflected most of the unit's attacks regardless.
"Play it again. This time at a slower speed." Never have they seen such advanced weaponry that can penetrate surfaces with arrows very easily or advanced-looking ships that can fire several beams of light that are able to scorch the rooftop of a museum. Then there was the one thing occupying everyone's attention when they jumped at an inhuman speed to the ship. They saw a glimpse of a hooded man, with a black raincoat, which covered the person's whole body, and black cargo pants were being carried by a sixteen-year-old androgynous person with long, beautiful hair that shimmered with a light-green color, only wearing a plain tunic.
Many of them were concerned as they watched the recordings, except a few of them who were enthralled and fascinated by the skills and abilities the two Archer class people possessed, and the ship too. It was still a shock to the people inside the room that they had to rewind and rewatch the entire clips, from the beginning to the end, in slower speeds so they could make absolutely sure that it wasn't fake.
After re-watching all of the clips about a dozen times in the slowest speed possible, one of them in a military manner, befitting the fact that he was wearing a general's uniform, finally had enough before he ordered all video play to cease.
"I don't need to remind you all how grave the situation is, so what do you suppose we make of this?"
"I'm honestly not sure," a woman spoke in a soft tone. "But there is no way that what we saw in the recordings just now were edited in any sort of way possible. Those groups displayed strength and speed far beyond normal people."
"So what you're saying is that we have something else besides the terrorists (ISIS) to worry about."
"I'm not too sure about that either," she said with a bit of seriousness in her voice. "Those groups easily leave most of the law enforcement units alive without too many injuries on each unit, well just a few broken bones on some arms, legs, and heads."
"This new group is a complete mystery. We've poured through every major file we have in any kind of advanced weaponry and ships, but none of them match this video," said one of the members who poured through all of the military records, both in regular and special forces that concerned operatives and ex-operatives who used advanced weaponry and ships in battle. The technology that the group possessed was certainly interesting to him and he planned to discuss the benefits of recruiting them into the government, as well as sending operatives into New York and New Jersey to find the group.
"But what worries me is that those groups could be a threat to the world," another one who was wearing a general's uniform said with some hesitancy. "We should send out search parties so we can apprehend and interrogate the group."
"With respect, we have no idea who they are and what their true colors are. All we know about them is only from the reporters."
The woman shook her head in disagreement, "I don't think that would be a wise decision, sir. The search parties would be massacred by them, you see how simply they can kill them. But, we should still keep a lookout for them."
"What exactly are you suggesting?" he asked with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Well, you can see that the group was looking for something. So, my suggestion is that we wait and see what they are able to do," she said and directed her attention to the technicians. "Save all possible recordings of the battle including the contact scenes with the law enforcement units and the hooded man and send it to the White House. I'm sure the President will be very interested to see what we have found here today."
"That will be fine for now but when they show their true colors, you would be the one responsible for this," he replied.
The government members looked at the files. They not only included pictures and some analyst field reports, but also the data they got from the forensics on the arrows. They looked it over carefully and then began to talk about the weapons and technology that went into them. One thing was certain, the government was taking a very solid interest on this new arrival and wished they knew who they were.
One thing was for certain, the government organization was certainly going to keep an eye on them. The technology and weaponry that they have were very interesting and it would be a benefit if had them in their organization.
So in this chapter, the USA government begins to take notice of the event and they search for Benjamin's group, for a good reason. It also shows some of the other characters that I have not shown yet, ley said they were shocked about this too. Benjamin takes Saint George and Ozymandias to the city to buy some stuff for them and the others. Atalanta and Chiron will stay in the house for now and will move out when it is night, so you will see them going on a little adventure for a while. Oh about Avenger class definition, I made that up because it lack any information about this class so I decide to give this class a more reason of it a name, I hope that you like what this class said about itself.
And Benjamin's sister is come home to check on him so you would see her soon. She would be helping Benjamin. She is also from the army. The next Servant who I going to give you a hint, it is a Berserker who is like a living fortress and it'll be extremely hard to break him down.
The dream-cycle is a bit better to see and knows who they are.
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