The Babysitter of Heroes

by Laurence Wu

Benjamin is your average college student, he lived a simple life. But when he move to his grandpa's house, find golden cup which appears a Holy Grail that summons several servants in flesh and blood. He must not only deal with servants moving into his house but stop them from killing each other and cause chaos in the city. He did not sign up to be a caretaker for the Heroes AU 2005

22. Chapter 22

A/N: Hello again, people. I am back to give you another updated chapter (14,475 words) and sorry that it took a long time to post this, almost like a month. Sorry, I am in New Jersey which was around 7 day which causes me slow down the chapter process as we keep move one place to another. So there 30 reviews which some of them were questions and suggestions that are still terrible and badly-implemented ones but I answer those ideas. I will not try to answer all of the reviews.

Time to answer some of your questions.

RedRat8: Yeah, you are welcome about shotgun as the stuff Hollywood puts out is even more misleading. Yes, the main characters are building up their force as their enemies are getting closer to their home. The chance of Benjamin meets Shirou and the rest of the gang somewhere in the cities are almost zero and he would just briefly passing right next to them as Benjamin doesn't have a tell-tale sign that confirms he is a Master.

MaxHD2490 chapter 21 . Jul 30: The Magus horror show begins now. It the Mongols one as In 1237, the Mongols had conquered most of Central Asia. All of Persia had fallen except for the strongholds of the Assassins - perhaps as many as 100 mountain fortresses. The Assassins had enjoyed a relatively free hand in the region between the Mongols' 1219 conquest of Kwarezm and the 1250s. The Mongols were focusing elsewhere and ruled lightly. However, Genghis Khan's grandson Mongke Khan grew determined to conquer the Islamic lands by taking Baghdad, the seat of the caliphate.

Fearful of this renewed interest in his region, the Assassin leader sent a team to kill Mongke. They were supposed to pretend to offer submission to the Mongol khan, and then stab him. Mongke's guards suspected treachery and turned the Assassins away, but the damage was done. Mongke was determined to end the threat of the Assassins once and for all which cause the downfall of the Assassins.

Also, the Assassins were renowned for their libraries, which scholars and priests would travel from miles around to make use of, and their observatories, which took advantage of the mountains where they were built. The Nizari themselves also had incredible artisans and were masters of hydrological engineering, which they had used to irrigate and farm the valleys around the Assassin strongholds, giving them and the Assassins an abundance of foodstuff for their own purposes and for trading.

The Knights Templar are said to be their rivals and arch-nemeses of the Hashshashin which is sometimes true as the Assassins devoted a lot of time and training into sending out a single agent, whose task was to kill the enemy army's leader, even at the cost of his own life. This worked because of most medieval militaries too dependent on their generals and killing their commander made the entire force unravel. In contrast, the Templars were much better organized and regimented, close to the fashion of a modern military - according to the reports, the Assassins hated fighting the Templars because if they killed one Templar commander, he would simply be replaced by the next highest ranking officer and the Templar force would maintain unit cohesion instead of just collapsing. So the Assassins ended up wasting a lot of agents and resources for limited results. But the Templars end up because an ally with the Shia Assassins since they shared a common enemy(the Sunni Turkish and to a lesser extent Kurdish and Arab lords who ruled the region, including Zengi and Saladin)

About Nitocris, she is important but little known Egyptian Queen as her deeds and exploits saved Egypt from what might have been its own destruction. She assumed the role of leader, of a queen and began to systematically bring unification to Egypt. By organizing workforces to build and to rebuild throughout Egypt, she established a unifying concept. Queen Nitocris reigned for twelve years and at the end of her life had reestablished order and stability in Egypt. She did not go to war in a traditional sense but used other avenues. It was as if she introduced methods of a nonmilitary nature to unify and restore order. There is maybe a good reason why her reign was fairly obscure is that people usurped many of her accomplishments and eliminating the powerful titles and official roles of royal women or assure someone else own rise to pharaoh and then, to claim many of her accomplishments as his

It is well known that people always try attempt remove a person or group from certain historical records because they don't like them or demonize them/person to make the current one look better and justify their claiming power for themselves

Flanna would not fight with the Homunculus because she had little to no understanding of Magecraft and its workings as the Einzbern family are a high quality of make them that notably on par with Servant or two even some of them were regarded as failures by their creators are still superior to even 100 Magi

King0fP0wers : Yes, I intend to summon them. Karna is not only an ideal considering his loyalty, he also ridiculously powerful, exceedingly humble and generous and effortlessly became the noble hero that people expected him to be unlike the rest of other servants who are so called Hero in their name only which I really want them to stop using the word "heroic spirits" in the Fate, some of them are not heroic at all, I liked Siegfried a lot, for example,they should have added more heroes like him, there's his mother Burhyld, she should have been in the game, and their daughter why not?, she had the strength of 100 men, those characters that are real heroes in our pool of characters we have a relatively short amount of characters that are true heroes, we have some gods and demigods like Hercules(that I don't think that they made him justice, and hope that they make his personality like a noble bearing.

About Cursed Arm Hassan, his role during the Camelot Chapter has grown popular and I am also so happy that each of the Hassan has characterization for each one and are a lively bunch for a group hiding in the shadows. Yes, Cursed Arm Hassan is demonstrably the most loyal Heroic Spirit in the roster of servants. He takes "Lawful Evil" to its logical extreme, where he strictly follows the rules of the Hassans and will go to any lengths for his Master. In Heaven's Feel, he did antagonistic things but he was still fairly well-mannered and stuff. Just that it's conveyed better when he gets to be a protagonist. Nasu "flipping" Hassan and "Saber's" roles from FSN is great. Or whatever you call turning Hassan into a major protag and King Arthur into some kind of monster.

I would try to able to show and develop their respective characters which are sometimes a problem

Cooking samurai: Yes, Flanna really does not like Lu Bu because first of all, his infamous deeds and legendary strength make his name synonymous with one-man army, treachery, and chronic backstabbing disorder which you really don't want him to be your servants but Flanna would rather have Lu Bu then Liu Bei as her servant because Liu Bei is alway held up as The Hero of the novel; virtuous, benevolent and yet he repeatedly abandons his wife and children multiple times, doesn't punish a hunter for murdering his wife to feed him, and chronic backstabbing disorder which was lampshaded by one of Sun Quan's officers, the book doesn't call him out for them because of values dissonance and his effort to restore the legitimate dynasty. It doesn't help that in the novel and history, he keeps losing to Cao Cao and Lu Bu over and over again. But each time he loses, his prestige increased and his reputation as a loyal Han follower and a righteous man shoots up. However, being constantly on the trauma conga line results in his gradual development into a much more cynical, calculating man and took a level in jerkass comes in a package with getting almost all of his judgments questioned by his brothers and subordinates

It is also noted that people know the novel more than the actual history, even amongst Chinese. Due to its widespread popularity, many people falsely believe it to a real account of the events that happened during that era. The novel also shifted towards the better acknowledgment of southern China's historical importance, while still portraying some prejudice against the south like how Liu Bei and his associates as the protagonists; hence the depiction of the people in Shu Han was glorified. The antagonists, Cao Cao, Sun Quan and their followers, on the other hand, were often denigrated. This suited the political climate in the Ming dynasty, unlike in the Jin dynasty, when Cao Wei was considered the legitimate successor to the Han dynasty. In the original creator's eyes, it can be his own form of his novel as whole as well, due to how he expands the roles of certain characters and/or outright twists it apart from their actual recorded history.

Because of this, learning how much history was actually harsher and the purported heroes weren't as virtuous can be kind of hard to swallow for the Fan of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

And about Flanna treat the servants like soldiers, well, from what I read in their In my Room dialogues, it looked like some of them need some special care or attention to look at them or they run wildly in normal time. Secondly, most of them are obedient or comparatively listen properly to what they are told to do. Well, some of them would do feel insulted that she is treating them like that but they would have to listen to her. Flanna never order servant who possess unique "King" titles as she fear that their Charisma makes her believe in what they are said or bow down to them like a god so she would consciously avoid those type of servant if they trying use their Charisma skill on her which she has talk to them with a phone to avoids been cursed by it. She also does not trust most of them as she keeps fear that mythological Heroes are like a huge fellow with a large sword that can shout loud is an impressive and maverick hero who doesn't answer to anyone and save the day by going against everyone's expectations looks cool. She keeps thinking that almost none of them hold any loyalty to Benjamin and her that they would run off somewhere and betray them which requires her to be suspicious of every servant, every day of every hour. So yes she is always suspicious of each servant's motives and their goal. She is sometimes a bit let down with how most of the servant are not really Hero at all and think that their legend or story who presented them as heroic but is really actually a jerkass at best and an arguable villain at worst which a good one is the most of the bronze age heroes lack traits that modern audiences would find heroic

MaxHD2490 chapter 21 . Aug 4: They would find a way so that her Zabaniya Delusional Poison Body would have the capacity to discern friend from foe. Yeah, Tamamo-no-Mae wouldn't mind she goes for both Ben and Flanna as she is bisexual in some form which the gender doesn't matter to her. About the origin stuff, the chance of that would be unlikely awakened as I don't want to be some kind of asspull from nowhere.

MaxHD2490 chapter 21 . Aug 24: It would freak them out as Kiyohime would go in a Yandere mode or be very happy.

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New Jersey, a small northeastern state with some 130 miles of Atlantic coastline. Many of its counties are considered part of the New York City metropolitan area. Jersey City, across the Hudson River from Lower Manhattan, is the site of Liberty State Park, where ferries embark for nearby Ellis Island, with its historic Immigration Museum, and the iconic Statue of Liberty.

"Of course, rapid development can happen anywhere. The fact that we have been asked to investigate such a seemingly typical city indicates that we ought to devote special attention to the city's origins." Thus grumbled an elderly man, clad in blue-black robes.

The sky was bright in the morning and there were not a cloud in the sky.

From a sparse grove of trees at the edge of the vast forest to the west of the Jersey City, the old man peered through a pair of binoculars. As he gazed at the light thrown off by the agglomeration of skyscrapers off yonder, he went on, with disdain apparent in his voice.

"Hrm... binoculars these days really are quite handy. They come into focus with just a push of a button; and further, it's less of a hassle to use them than to go to the trouble of sending out a familiar... What a wretched age we live in." With a sour look on his face as he stares at his binoculars, unlike how most Magi of long lineages do not find convenience in using modern technology this man seems to be one of the few exceptions where he is fascinated with items such as binoculars which it is a simple method of viewing distant objects much easily.

But unfortunately, most of the Magi are usually above regular humans as they are often more prideful than regular people. Their absolute hater on the machines, thinking they were a taboo and a heresy against their arts of comparable magical tools they have possessed since long before the technology was invented will never be inferior as they simply believe that their magecraft are more superior than simple machines

In fact, they underestimated such technology so much that most of them are not even unaware that some of their comrades were already killed by servants which communication with each other is quite slow as they are using their familiar to deliver messages to different place in the northeastern and mid-Atlantic regions of the United States which quite huge to travel from one place to another.

The old man spoke to the young apprentice standing behind him. "Don't you agree, Faldeus?" he asked the man called Faldeus stood beside a tree perhaps two meters away from the old man.

"Oh yes," Faldeus replied. "Do you think that other would use the phones that I give to them?"

"Somehow I doubted it that they would use it," The old man answer with sighs in his voice. "Those fools, it would be a lot easily for them to use it instead waste time send the messages with the familiar to deliver to us."

"More importantly, need we really be so concerned about the cup? That so-called... 'Holy Grail ?" Faldeus asked. "Are we sure it is somewhere in one of the cities?"

The Holy Grail, it was a phrase often appearing in fairy tales and legends from times past but it can also refer to an unreachable or one-of-a-kind discovery that overshadows all others

The moment that phrase left Faldeus's lips, his teacher lowered his binoculars and spoke at him, with exhaustion apparent in his eyes. "Faldeus, was that a joke came from you?"

"No... I meant...," stuttered the apprentice. He lowered his gaze as if expecting a harsh punishment from him.

The old man shook his head and sighed, anger entering his voice. "I did not think I would have to ask this again, but... just how much do you know about the Holy Grail War from the materials I give it to you?"

"I did a quickly skim over it, but..." Faldeus said but the old man interrupts him

"Then you already know enough, be it from the tv new and a mere rumor among the Magi as long as there is some possibility that the Grail is somewhere in one of those cities, no matter how small the chance of it, the Clock Tower and Holy Church cannot afford to ignore that the Holy Grail is here," The old man said to him. "For it is the true desire of all Magi, yet at the same time a mere means to the ultimate end."

"Your knowledge of the Holy Grail War is sufficient. However, Faldeus I am unimpressed by your lackadaisical attitude. It disappoints me that you know so much about it, yet care so little about it. Depending on how things are turn out right now, this matter already disturbance the entire Association," The old man said with a sigh in his voice. "To add insult to injury, those wretches from the Church are surely turn up somewhere in this regions, they would possibly already send a supervisor somewhere in one of those churches. Get your head together, Faldeus."

"But is this really the place?" replied Faldeus, skeptical despite his teacher's admonitions. "The system underlying the Holy Grail War was built by the Einzberns and the Makiri. Is it not tied to this land that the Tohsaka proffered? Could someone really have replicated their system... a full seven decades ago?" He suggesting many conspiracy theory. "And hid this under the Clock Tower and Holy Church's nose."

"If this is indeed the place... ah, yes. In the worst-case scenario, it is possible that this place was built solely for the sake of the Holy Grail War for quite some time ago," the old man simply said, add his two cents to the theory. "From where we are standing on."

"Then it couldn't be!"

"Calm yourself Faldeus; that was just one possibility. It is said, after all, that the three founding families did anything and everything to attain the Grail. In any case, we have yet to learn who is attempting to recreate the Holy Grail War in this regions, it would not surprise me if the perpetrator was one of the Einzberns or of the Makiri but unfortunately from what I learn that first generation family head of the Matou family was already dead from the Fifth Holy Grail war which the two known members are still young and one of them does not have any particular abilities to use Thaumaturgy much," The old man answer while calm Faldeus down. "And it couldn't be Einzberns as I heard they apparently were trying to make a new one due that time. One of the Tohsaka is at the Clock Tower, so I doubt it is her handiwork as she is last family members and didn't know some of the records about the system of the Holy Grail."

"My only theory is that perpetrator was some relation to one of three founding families who was able to recreate the Holy Grail War to support many servants," The old mage said as he returned back to his binoculars, leaving open the possibility of the founding families was still being involved.

After surveying the area for a few minutes, the old mage prepared to cast a spell, as if it was the only reasonable thing to be done. The spell would render his binoculars capable of viewing the ebb and flow of ley lines much easily in his eyes

The apprentice gazed upon his master from behind, and meekly asked, "If a Holy Grail War truly does take place, surely neither we of the Association nor the devotees of the Church would keep quiet about it?"

"Indeed, if the Clock Tower manage to win and found the Holy Grail, the chances are low that they will return it back to the Three Founding Families. They would surely use something along the line that they are incapable of guarding magical artifact and sure instead that Clock Tower should be one guarding it as an excuse." "Not only would be the single issue, the Church would also get involved with the Holy Grail as the device that shares the same name as one of their holy artifacts warranted their attention, they would possibly demand the Clock Tower to hand it over it which both of them wouldn't back down," Exhausted, the old Mage chuckled. "Non-aggression pact be damn."

With a mixture of irritation and scorn permeating his voice, he talked and talked at great length, perhaps at his disciple, or perhaps at himself. "And of course, Heroic Spirits has already been summoned for some quite time which mean the preparations for a Holy Grail have already been made. Not only that Heroic Spirit has brought forth into this world, my worst doubts have also come true as I heard from the tv new that many of our scouts were been killed by arrows," He said in a displeasure voice. "They didn't stand a chance."

Those Magi were specialized hunters, they were a first-rate Magus and monsters specialized in combat who remove the opposition without mercy which only a few can stand any chance of facing them in direct battle out in a group, one can infer that it was a force meant from the start for extermination. Of course, these were not freelancers and belonged to the Association, but to see them get kill so easily which mean a Heroic Spirit did this, to face someone like that, all modern Magi might as well be cannon fodder or meatshields.

"Back at the Clock Tower, Lord El-Melloi said that he and his own group would arrive here soon and summon their Heroic Spirit as take advantage of prana-riched soil and stop whoever is in this conflict." "Which when they are done with summoning ritual, we would meet with them soon and talk about our next plan," The old Mage explained to Faldeus. "Hence, we are now- here in this land, in order to help study and search where it could be it to increase the chance that plan would be a success."

"It's a surprise to hear that coming from you, sir," Faldeus said as he eyed the old Mage.

"Speaking for myself, I very much hope that the Clock Tower would not try to use the Holy Grail to reach to the Root as it is a Magus duty and is the dearest wish of all Magi to reach to that faced with something that can lead to the Root,place."He replied, furrowing his brow. Should Clock Tower or other groups of Magus manage to get their hands on the Holy Grail for safe keeping or to study the artifact, it would likely be difficult for any Magus to faced with something that can lead to the Root without attempt to make own wish, or even destroy everything to prevent others from making one themselves.

"I am sure that many Magi would do anything to reach the Root to even betray each other for his/her own selfish desire, but, to be frank, I would not care about the Grail or the Root itself. If I were to reach the Root... it would be like an ill-mannered youngling muddying up my bedchamber with his unkempt shoes. That wouldn't do for me." He shook his head exasperatedly. "Even in that regard, I have no need of any wish-granting Grail which I am one of the people to support with Lord El-Melloi II to completely dismantle the Great Grail."

"Is that so, sir?"

For the umpteenth time that day, the old mage sighed at his apprentice. "In any case," he wondered out loud, changing the topic of the conversation, "in this new land, I have to wonder... just what manner of Servants could be summoned?"

"Indeed. Leaving Assassin aside as that class would most likely be one of the Hassan-i-Sabbah who all clad themselves in a black robe and hide their faces with a skull mask, which only a small number of Heroic Spirits can also be summoned as Servants of the Assassin class; the identities of the other six classes depend entirely on their summoners, so we truly have no way of even predicting what might happen." Faldeus said the old Mage as he looks at the drawn picture of Lancer, two Archer class, white hair girl in a dress and photo of a giant ship blasting the roof with a beam. "Even with the picture, we still do not know those servant's true names but if I took a guess about the two Archer class then I speculate them to be Orion and Atalanta."

"Hmm. That is a good guess, Faldeus," The old Magus nodded as the Archer class are from Greece region which Faldeus was able to deduce that both Archer class was Greek. "But the other two are most challenging of all and also about that giant ship which I am sure it from Egyptian origin perhaps from a Pharaoh servant that would narrow the list of names slightly but it was still quite large for me to simply make assumptions as there are many lists of pharaohs."

"In the meantime, we should head back to the camp the other are worry and I got the date we need," the old Magus said as he put his binoculars away. "We should get the other to pack up and meet with Lord El-Melloi II."

A loud explosion rocked the forest, followed by a shockwave that swept them off their feet. They all flipped into a fighting stance with their Magic Circuits, aimed toward the source of the unexpected explosion when a hurricane wind pushed them back a few feet.

"What the hell was that Mister Rohngall," Faldeus said, in a soft and steady voice.

Suddenly, a chill ran up the spine of the old mage, Rohngall. This was the first time Faldeus had referred to him by his name which he means it was something seriously.

"I don't' know Faldeus but it comes from our camp," Rohngall answer as his Magic Circuits, his nerves, and his blood vessels all conveyed a warning signal, causing an alarm bell to ring in his ears. "I have a feel that it is a servant in our camp now."

They head to back to their camp and slowly crept towards a low-lying red bush on the edge of the cone-shaped clearing. The trees laid strewn across the ground like a bulldozer ran through the area, and towards the other end of the clearing, some of the trees gave way to ash, as if something incinerated them. Everything was burned to ashes, the utter destruction of this beautiful forest.

Crunch crunch crik crak creak crack crik crunch

Every last one of Rohngall's bones and muscles creaked. Perhaps it was because he was tightening his guard, or perhaps he was just outraged at this sight.

There at the middle of fields was full of dead bodies and perhaps a Rider class, a female one, wearing a black draconic suit of armor with a draconic helm that had yellow glowing eyes on it. She was mounted on a black horse with gray armor and red eyes on its head. She was holding in one hand was a long spiked lance with red thorns wrapped around the black lace which she has impaled a man into it that tore through the poor man's body like it was paper.

She paid no heed to the blood that splashed into her armor and tossed the man out her way. She turns her head to a woman who shot a bolt of electricity at Rider which left her stunned for a sec. Rider quickly recovered and backhand the woman with her lance that knocked the woman with a sick snap which Faldeus and Rohngall could tell that the blow had snapped that poor woman's neck.

"Too fragile!" The Rider said as she uses her horse to trampled another man who was wounded on the ground and crush the man's skull which the piece of bone and brain went fly around the body as blood start forming a little pond. "You're an eyesore to me."

She searches around if there were any survivor left before move on to next place.

Which Faldeus and Rohngall moved out of the red bush and look around. "Of course, a servant would hunt any Magi that are in this regions, not only we has to be worry about Archer class, we has to worry now about Rider class scout around the place on foot."

"Mister Rohngall, what is our plan now?" Faldeus asked him. "There is nothing left in this camp right now."

"Our first plan right now, we going to nearby cities and hid there with a crowd of people," Rohngall said him. "I really hope that servant are not crazy enough to attack us in the public place and then we would contact Lord El-Melloi II and arrive at his location."

Soon Faldeus and Rohngall quickly left the scene as the explosion might catch the attention of firefighters and the police who would arrive pretty soon.

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Meanwhile, deep under the sewers, a huge underground, several Magi were finishing conducting the Summoning Ritual. Materialization of the Servant was about to begin as the person who was surrounded by about ten of his pupil who step in front of the circle

This person was a reputable and intelligent magus who has formed a number of magical theories and learned a large number of techniques.

But he was in such a hurry as he has heard of the new that a group of Magi has been killed most likely Archer class. There was another Magi group he has heard are trying to summon their own servant as their magical natures grew weaker and weaker over time until they completely lost touch with the world of magic. And also another one was a group of freelance who are worked and selected by the Clock Tower to specifically for the purpose of retrieving the Greater Grail and stopping whoever cause this, in other words, this is a criminal hunt.

He bet everything on the perhaps a new upcoming Holy Grail, came to the United States of America and put all of his chips on the table which is all of his assets, his whole past, and even his future on it.

"I have nothing to fear. Everything will go smoothly." He thought as his smile vanished abruptly set aside his emotions and his selfish desires, focusing all his attention on the ceremony he was to conduct. He unified all his senses, focusing them to a point, and sealing off those which were unnecessary. His nerves, his blood vessels, and the invisible Magic Circuits that ran throughout his body.

He felt a hot liquid racing through those pathways and

"Zabaniya!" Cry a voice from nowhere.

The moment a voice spoke out of nowhere, time stopped

This unnamed Magi felt something brush against his chest. He lowered his head to look at it. "What's this?" He thought before he vomited blood, still not comprehending what had happened to his body. It was doubtful if he even realized who had killed him. He did not raise his head back up, his body collapsed to the ground.

"How...!?" the ten pupils said in their mind as seeing their master's body suddenly turn utterly immobile which the disciple-mages panicked. Their eyes grew wide as they looked up at the ceiling as the situation unfolding before them.

A black figure fell down from the ceiling like a spider descending on a thread, smooth and inhuman. A ragged cloak obscured the true features of the body which a red arm come from his right arm, it extended all the way to unnamed Magi's body and where it brushed against his chest.

That red hand came to hold a heart and then crushed it which the arm bring the crushed heart close to a face obscured by a grinning skull mask and devour the heart.

"Delicious," the skull face said as its voice sounds so bizarre and inhuman.

One of the pupils raised his hand and, violet flame appear as it bursting into existence in his palm and shot it toward at the black figure.

The black figure dodges the flame as it hit the wall and backflip which black figure landed on fours, catlike, it leaped forward, small night-black throwing daggers leaping from its fingers aimed at one of the pupils' heart, neck, femoral artery, and liver.

All vital points have been hit as the pupil fall to the ground with a lot of daggers stick to his body.

The remaining mages looked at one of their mage's body and their gaze flitting back and forth at each other. They panicked and shouted, the mages armed themselves with weapons and intensely focused their magical energies which they surrounded the black figure in all side

One of the men drew a magical-seeming dagger and leaped towards him trying to impale him through his back which the skull man turn around and threw his red arm toward him, touched him by the head and crush it which causes his head burst into a bit and blood splattered everywhere.

Hearing that, the Mages all cowered in fear as two of them had perished but that was enough to convince them that they were dealing with a real, honest-to-god Assassin Servant: a being against which they were utterly powerless.

"I shall cleanse you heretic Magi," the skull face said a saliva beginning to drip from beneath his mask. "And eat you." It seems that he is not going to set those Magi a time to flee from him

In unison, they took a great leap backward and unleashed the full force of their magical energies on the skull man quickly threw each of the daggers at each Magi at one of the lethal points; eyes, the neck, the heart, and the kidneys. And then he threw his red arm at one of them.

Every one of the daggers at least hit one of the lethal points of every Magi who drop to the floor when been hit by the daggers and some of them shout in pain while other are dead.

"Zabaniya," the skull said as he crushing one of the poor Magi's heart. "Delusional Heartbeat." A Magi fell forward, eyes growing heavy at the dull and complete lack of heartbeat in his chest, his vision grew dark and foggy before long his eyes close.

Hassan of the Cursed Arm stares at his work and search if any of the Magi try to get up but it like looked none of them can not as they were in pain with the daggers who dug deep into their flesh trying to take it out of their body as the Dirks's tips are hooked, making removal from the target a hard task once they have struck.

"Good," The Hassan of the Cursed Arm said to himself as his smile grew too wide for his face and his blood-soaked teeth glistened. "Time to eat and thank you, Master, for -give me such a nice order."

He grabs one of the Magi by the neck and stares at the Magi who his eyes wide in fear in been eaten alive. "I start with you, heretic Magi, now do not struggle with me, it would be over quickly," The Hassan of the Cursed Arm said as other remain Magi stare in horror as one of their pupils would be eaten in front of them.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" The Magi yelled in agony as Hassan of the Cursed Arm chomped down on his head and take a huge bite out of it.

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Benjamin was back at school and was sit down in his chair, in pain. "That stupid red horse has to kick me in the stomach when I am just trying to feed him."

When Benjamin was done eat his breakfast, he went to grab the bags of horse's food and pour it into a huge bucket while Saint George's white horse is fine of eating it but Lu Bu's Red Hare doesn't want to eat which Benjamin decided to feed the red horse by the hand think that the red steed wants to feed by hand alone.

However, that because Lu Bu is Benjamin's servant, dozen not means that his red steed would like him as that horse is known to be fearsome and willful beast which was not attached to anyone but Lu Bu.

In fact, the red horse ends up attacks Benjamin and kick him in the gut which causes Enkidu who show up to hold the red steed by the neck before taming it to stop attack him.

Enkidu said to Benjamin that the horse doesn't trust him and was scared of him. "You should try to feed him gently, Benjamin or he think that you trying to hurt him."

"Hurt him?! that red horse almost killed me six times," Benjamin said to himself as he straight up from his chair. "Like it is fine by the way."

"Benjamin!" Which cause Benjamin to turn around to see his friend, Alex Tendou with his black hairstyle, blue eyes, and muscle body. "Had you heard that about the Museum incident a few day ago?" His face was extremely excited

"Yes, Alex." Benjamin answer to him, not want him to know that he was involved with in the museum incident. "It's was all over the news and I was watching it twice."

"Man, I'm like glued to the new these days." Alex Tendou said excitement. "It's crazy, those super people were kicking the police's ass left and right." "It was kinda scary but pretty cool, it like watches superheroes in real life."

"Or more like super villains, Alex," Benjamin said sarcastic. "Man, that completely scary for me to see that scene, I'm freaking about it."

"Oh come on, Benjamin," Alex Tendou asked. "This was the first time I was so interested in the new now because that museum incident, I want to know who they are and where do they come from."

Even since that Museum incident, the media has been covering the event before the ship attack the museum place, the coverage quickly grew from a local channel to a national and then an international headline. News travels so fast that some of the new channels were showing the event as breaking news while the Archer class were still rampaging with SWAT and it was spreading it around the world almost as soon it was resolved.

It was read on public computers, watched in front of TV sets, streamed to phones, switching from instruction to live coverage and even in Classrooms, it was told in a different language with different spin with every news networks in the world told the same event over and over.

Soon it is beginning to become a fear of terror attack and a more unusual fear of the incredible and unknown group now known to be out there somewhere, pervaded it. But so did an intense curiosity inside of everyone's mind and people gathered around television monitors and hovered over their phones, gobbling up every bit of news they could found, accurate or not.

"They gotta to be a super soldier, right?" Alex Tendou said to himself, wonder whoever they are "Who else could they be?" "They must be some superhero brigade or something like that."

Also, there were theories made about them and there were some crazy theories about them too. There's even some serious speculation that fiction has somehow become reality itself something for the realm of fiction which sound like the most retarded ideas Benjamin has even heard in his life or that the group is really an extraterrestrial life and that the ancient astronauts are true which sounds very much like science fiction that could be a movie somewhere in future. Some of the people were really harsh about the group said that they are not human as they have super strength, speed and maybe can shoot fireballs, that President of the United States and the US military should bomb the hell out of them and that benefit everyone in world which sound like a comic book that Benjamin read few day ago.

It was still a hot topic and the airwave was flooded with views of the new world from every angle that Benjamin can still hear in his classroom. Everyone wanted to cover either the attack or its wider implication. In fact, even Religious belief, philosophy and theology talk about the group too as people are trying to fit this new knowledge into their worldview rather than opposite about it. Benjamin begins to think that a lot of people are re-evaluating their beliefs about this and instead become atheists.

Inevitably, among all of the talk of philosophy and religious, a grounded question came up. Were the group come back again and show up somewhere in the world, where were they going to attack next? It was viewed as a remote possibility by officials but circulated widely on the Internet which was a pointed question that thought the attack was an act of God, an act of terrorism, or an act of war? Some of the people even think that the group could be among in public.

"Alex, can you cool down for a sec now?" Benjamin asked him as Alex was to guess a bit ridiculous. "You talk way too fast for me to make sense what are you talked."

"Opp, sorry about that Benjamin," Alex Tendou said as he catches his breath. "I was so interested that World is kindly fucked right now." "And what if there are more of them like some kind of invasion."

"Dragon?" Benjamin said randomly.

"A dragon would be real bad, Benjamin," Alex Tendou said half-sarcastically. "A dragon would get shot down by the power of American military and air force."

"I don't think American would save us this time, Alex," Benjamin said as he grabs a beer can and popped it, know that Dragon is not easily to go down as he read a quickly summary about the species who are on a pair of Five True Magic and have been involved with mankind since before the Age of Gods, and left many legends in the field of thaumaturgy due to having freely intermixed with humans in the past. "What about Tyranids?"

"Tyranids?" Alex Tendou laughed. "Then we are really dead if they are real."

Benjamin decided to change the topic. "So Alex what has you been doing due the weekend?"

"Oh me?" Alex Tendou said as trying to remember what he has been doing the past days. "I have been repairing cars a lot more now with US military who have been deployed here and some parts around New York and Washington DC." "There was also occasional riots and protests, but a greater concern was people refusing to stay home and are leave to go to work or do something else."

"Woah, that is a lot of US militaries here," Benjamin said with his eyes wide open. "Anything else that I haven't hear about?"

"Yeah while Mass medias are alight with information and speculation about the group, many of them are calling the competence of the United States's leaderships into question with lot of fear, uncertainty, and doubt is pervaded the nation," Alex Tendou said with sighs in his voice as he quickly pulled his chair out, seating down on it. "Serious, just because the President deployed the militaries here doesn't mean those fuck Medias just has to point fingers and demanding answers at him." "Man, I kindly feel sorry for him who has actually done nothing to do with this, he's understandably confused about what is going on here."

"Yeah no shit Sherlock," Benjamin said as pour the beer can into his mouth.

Soon the teacher arrived here and carry a bunch paper. "Oh, right class quit fool around and get into your seats." Which everyone gets in their chair and listen carefully. "I know that most of you have already heard about the museum incident that was a few day ago," "And about the rumor that the soldiers would station in New Jersey is true for the people's own safe."

While the teacher was talk about the new from a few day ago, Benjamin was stare at the window looked peacefully in the heat of summer which the sunlight pierced his skin like a poison-tipped arrow as he stood next to the window, the beads of perspiration dripped down in his cheeks. Usual, anyone sits near to the window would found it unbearable by the sun but for Benjamin who enjoy the warm of the heat breach in his skin.

"What a nice warm day today." Benjamin thought as his eyes search outside. "Nothing like this is going to ruin my day."

Then he notices Enkidu with a smile on his face, who was sitting on a tree's branch that was very close to the classroom's window and wave at him.

Benjamin was completely silent and turned his head back to his teacher before quickly write down his notebook

He then places his notebook against the window with the words that said. "Quickly hide before anyone sees you, I would talk to you later about this!" The look of Benjamin's face was priceless

---

Meanwhile a familiar bird was shot down by an arrow through the heart and begin to fall to the ground

Atalanta pulls her bow away as she watches the familiar bird land on the soil ground. "A another familiar bird down." She thought as that was like five familiars she has shot down today and look like whoever is sent those bird somewhere is doing something important and she want to sure that whoever the person is doing right now is unable to do anything while she is around the city.

She looked down at the busy streets teeming with people. Car horns blared, police sirens squealed, and all around were the sounds of life. She peered over the side of the rooftop in a boring face that lacking interest or excitement. "So noisy." Atalanta contemplation as she studies each people's face that gives a sense of emotion that gives laughter, joy, sorrow, fear, hatred, and love.

As a nature hero who lives largely in isolation from human civilization in the wild and uncanny affinity with the local wildlife, hate the smell of mechanical oil, machinery, and the garbage trash bin around the place. Decide to move to a different area of the city, she leaped off the top of the building and land on another rooftop, leaping gliding between many different types of buildings which are soon replaced with houses and short, squat building.

Nor far ahead she could hear the sound of children's loud, excited shouts as they poured out of a school building surrounded by parkland. Large yellow school bused filled a parking area, and as she watches them, Atalanta watched children climb onto the school bused with a smile. Her heart pounded with excitement at the sight of kids as it is been quite a while she has seen them as much of her time was about the Holy Grail war and fight heroes from individual time.

"Just looking at them," She called excitedly in her mind as she watches the smile on the children's face as they playing with each other "I can see their joy and love of life from here."

Atalanta was about to move close to the children when the sound of frightened shouts reached her cat ears. She could feel genuine fear behind that word, like hot breath on her ears. Following the cry, she begins to change direction by leaping off the rooftop and run toward the sound.

Her cold, sharp keen eyes that containing a beastly glint caught sight of a man running as if his life depended on it. He was passing through the alley and climbing over fences, trying to get from away from the others who were chasing him. From what she can see the one who are pursuing the man were appear to be a group of gang members with almost all of them has shaved or bald head which is sometimes cover by the hat. Some of them were covered in tattoos in their bare arms or neck and wear blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

She could feel like that she almost hear his heart pounding ferociously in his chest as he tried to flee. But like deadly predators, his pursuers seemed to anticipate his every move. They split into two groups, each taking a different direction.

From her vantage point in the sky, Atalanta could see the man was heading into a trap. She leaping rapidly forward as the man manage to get out from the alley and across the downtown streets with red brick apartments building.

At first, the man stops run and trying to breathe some fresh air into his mouth, think that he lost them before been punching in a face by one of the gang members out of nowhere which cause the poor man to rammed into a random person.

"We got you now,man!"

"Shit!" the man shout as Atalanta who managed to see what the man looked like, he was a tall, dark-skinned man with brown shaved hair, wear a light blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans with a bright blue shoe. He tried to get up before been kicked beneath the mouth by an overweight man with blue sunglasses and black hair glue the way back.

"GAGH!" the dark-skinned man yell in pain as blood and some of his teeth flew out of his mouth. He was cornered as some of his tormentors appear from the alley and from two directions behind a one of the red brick apartments building. The dark-skinned man punches the first attacker and knocked him to the ground. But the others quickly pounced. the poor man was punched repeatedly in the stomach and face until he collapsed to the ground and curled into a tight ball.

The overweight man notices other people who were watch in horror and eyes open wide in fear. "Get the fuck outta here people! This is none a' your goddamn business!" He shouts at people who were on the downtown streets and watches this terror scene that was unfolded in their eyes.

"C' mon, put up a better fight cried the largest of the gang members as he kicked his prey.

Their victim lay on the ground in a tight ball. "Leave me alone please!" he begs

The overweight man pulled back his foot and gave the poor man another brutal kick in the back. Before long the other gang members start doing the same in the rib cage, head, and back.

"UNGH!" Blood was running from his nose, and a large, angry bruise was already forming on his cheek and eye.

Atalanta's temper flared. While she was born in a time where it was killed or be kill which that in the wilderness but that didn't mean she was above-helping people whenever she came across children in need, she would always try to help them as she could and would even go out of her way to do so but to see the sight of that poor man's blood and how the fear excited the attackers even more. She could feel their heated anticipation at the beating was about to come with more tormentor. "No more!" She roared in her mind as she jumps down from her vantage point and charging at one of the gang members, she lifted her booted foot and kicked a gang member's head aside which cause him to go fly across the garbage trash bin with a broken skull.

"What the fuck?" Which all of the gang members turn their heads to see a girl who looked to be in her mid-teens to young adulthood and hold a jet black, Western-style bow that is larger than her own height. She wore a green dress with a green skirt that was fitted tightly her body and her foot were a set of high black boot that covered most of her skill. Her hair was unkempt and slightly yellow and green. What caught their attention was her beastly appearance of a lion's tail poking out from her skirt and pair of cat ears on the top of her head.

"Oh look at what we have here, Gang," The overweight man said with a cold grin "A filthy girl trying to play hero."

Atlanta glared at the leader of the gang which she was going to start filling the guy with her arrows but decided not to as she wants to do more than just broken them, she going to make them fear her so much now.

"You should have got out while you have the chance girl," The overweight man said with a growl. "You don't have the skills to beat us anyway and you are not going walk here alive."

"Get her, boys!" Shout the leader of the gang as the gang member charged at Atalanta who then jump over them and kick two of them across their side into the street which one of the them end up crash into a window of a store.

Their terrified screams soon filled the air as Atalanta use her bow as a bat to hit three of them in the face as fly across the ground.

"UNNGH"

"OOFF!"

"GAAH!"

"AAGH!"

"GAH!"

"Guys! Guys! you gotta get over here, Quick!" A Latino-American age 25-year-old man who named Raymundo Ray Santiago who was Benjamin's friends, was the eyes and ears of the streets, has street smarts and connections. He was yell at some of his friend who were just do nothing by drink beers. "There's a girl that was on the TV New a few day fighting Puerto Ricans outside! It's fucking awesome!"

"Are you talk about the attractive young girl that was kick ass with the SWAT member from the museum place?" One of Raymundo Ray Santiago's friends asked as he drops his beer on the floor.

"Yes! she is kicking Puerto Ricans' ass from the corner of the street," Raymundo Ray Santiago said excitement. "Come on, hurry up it fuck cool man!"

As Raymundo Ray Santiago and his friends got to the scene there was already a huge crowd of people use their phone, cell phone, or camera on Atalanta who was easily just evaded the gang member's blow and kick before jump over them and use her bow to knock some of them to the ground. "Holy crap."

Raymundo Ray Santiago soon notice a tall, dark-skinned man on the ground with blood spill out of his face and nose which he realize that man need a Medic attention

"Well, Don't just stand there! call the cops! They're gonna kill this guy if you don't do anything!" Raymundo Ray Santiago yell to the crowd of people who just watched amazing and horror as he starts to dial 911 and the ambulance on his cell phone. "Come on let help that poor guy!" Which his friends end up carry the wounded man out of the fight.

One of the gang members trying to threw a garbage trash bin to Atalanta's head in which she had to move her head to dodge and in return that gang member gets hit by her bow in the center of his nose which may shatter the bone of his face. "UNNGH!"

"Motherfucker! I going kick your ass!" a gang member declared as he holds his stomach in pain "Asshole!"

Hey, where the hell you going?" another gang member held his ball in pain as he sees one of their member trying back away.

"Are you kidding me? said the gang member who was back away from her as his face was bleed and some of his teeth were fell off. "This girl's fuckin' nuts!"

"Jesus Christ," A random person said as he took a photo at Atalanta which she doesn't look tired at all, save some blood that was on her bow and green dress. "She just wraps half of them already."

"What do we do, boss?" a gang member asked the overweight man Puerto Ricans as both of them were shaking in fear to see a girl who looked to be in her mid-teens to young adulthood demolish half of their gang. "That girl's fuckin strong and no pushover, we got to get out of here!"

"With this!," Puerto Ricans said as she hears a clicking sound reached her ears which she ducked as the bullets flew over her head and hit the wall behind her. The crowd of people screamed and move little far back as the overweight man aiming at Atalanta with the revolver in his hands. "Don't you move little girl or I would pull this trigger on you."

"You can try," Atalanta spoke up as she was ready to unleash most of her speed on him before he can shoot at her. "I like to see that you are fast enough to pull the trigger on me."

"Oh, that is it!" Puerto Ricans declared as he was about to unload the bullets at her. "Eat it bitch!"

But before he can pull it, Atalanta sudden paused and stiffened as she senses a presence of servant coming closer to here. "Wait, I know this presence, he is here too." She thought.

In an instant, human-like bullets forms slam into Puerto Ricans' hand which cause to shatter the bone inside of his hand. "Ahhhhhhhh, my fucking hand!" He yells in agony as he stares at his broken hands. "What the fucking happen to my bloody hand?" He cries painfully in wonder what in the world did this to his hands but was answered by another voice.

"Look for this?" a voice comes from a man wore silver-black armor with a red scarf tied around his chest. The scarf trailed off behind in the wind as his green hair sticking back and gave a smug smirk. "Little man." He was leaning against the wall and holding the revolver casually in his right hand.

"Holy shit, do you just see that?" Raymundo Ray Santiago said to his friends as they were open their eyes wide open. "That man just took Puerto Ricans's gun out of his hand in a god-like speed."

"I know right?" his friends answer as he took a look at the man's appearance, he looks like to be a great hero like in a past legend, one who would be admired by any man or woman, young or old. "Do you think that he is like the Flash (a comics character), those superheroes like DC comics or Marvel Comics?"

"I am not sure but I am going to said that this is awesome!" Raymundo Ray Santiago shout in an excitement voice. "Man, this so going to be on TV right now."

"What?!" Puerto Ricans yelped in surprise as he spun around in surprise to see Achilles holds his revolver. "M-my gun!"

"Hey, Sister I am glad to see you," Achilles said with a carefree smile on his face. "I just sense you when I was near to the city." Which Atalanta roll her eyes as she heard the comment, why wasn't she surprised for him to calling her that name

"Y-you bitch! You took my gun!" The overweight man shouts to him when been in pain with both of his hands broken.

"Oh glad to see that you realize it," Achilles said with a mock sigh as he thumbed the hammer. "So this is what the gun looked like." He had never actually seen a gun before until now, but the Holy Grail had already given him a minor bit of information about the important stuff.

"Give me back my gun!" The overweight man cried as he trying to use his broken hand to grab it, only for Achilles to simply back up quickly and hold the weapons out of his reach.

"Do you think I will simply give you back your gun because you asked?" Achilles asked with a shake of his head and then give a smirk. "Don't worry, though I'll give it back to you since I'm a nice person."

Achilles then drew his hand back and pistol whipped Puerto Ricans across the face with a sicking crack which causes Raymundo Ray Santiago to winced from that sight.

"Guh!" The overweight man spun backward and fell to the ground with a broken nose, freezing his gang members as they stared at their fallen leader in shock at the fact that one girl beat half of them and green haired man wore a silver-black armor was able to knock him out with a single blow to the face with just a simple toss of hive his gun back.

"Well, let me be done with you all," Achilles said as he pulls his black spear and in a heartbeat, he knocks them all to the ground in with broken bone inside of their bodies. "You should know that it is an honor to fell before me."

"Why are you here Rider of Red?" Atalanta asked as she put her bow in her back, know that she feel little happy that one of her comrades is here too.

Achilles grinned affably, as though he had been waiting for her to ask. "Well Archer of Red, while I scout around to look for my teacher so when I sense you fight those trash so I decide to help you out and sure you were all right."

"Indeed," Atalanta said simply as there was no embarrassment, surprise or even anger to his words at all which he scratched his head awkwardly as she shrugged off his sure-fire advance with ease once again. "But thank anyway." She smirked slightly which Achilles open his eyes little wide and coughed.

"Anyway let check on that guy you has just save," Achilles said as he walks to tall, dark-skinned man who was leaning against a car. "Hey, are you okay buddy?" He asked as to check to see his wounded face.

The tall, dark-skinned man said, "Thank you." Thank you so much."

Which then the crowd of people cheer out loud or clap their hand as some of them were taken the picture over and over. Some of them walked toward Achilles and Atalanta to pounding their backs, shaking their hands or enveloping them in hugs

"Way to go, man!"

"Dude, that was friggin amazing!"

"Man this is so going on youtube."

"This is fucking great, are those real life superhero costume?"

"God dammit, talk about a beauty, she is hot!"

Achilles noticed Atalanta's discomfort and managed to keep them from making too much contact with her. "Alright, thank you very much for your hospitality but let us get back to our business." The Trojan Hero said as starts heard the sound of police and ambulance come this way. "Just make sure the guy is safe for now." Which He and Atalanta begin to leave the scene

"Hey, wait.. who are you?" Raymundo Ray Santiago asked to them.

Which Achilles turned his head to him and answer. "Us, we are heroes." And then they leaping up to the rooftop out of their sight which unbeknown to them, a bird made of emitted light was watching the entire battle before fly off back to it home base.

---

Sergeant Jeffery Smith scanned on Detective Augustus and Detective Valerio who were in the meeting room, sitting on folding chairs looking anxiously at one another. Each has the same look that said they found something really important but sound so ridiculous that they need to share it out to each other before hand it to the other police force.

All of them didn't look like they have enough sleep right now.

"I guess that from the look of your face mean you got something important, right my friend?" Asked Jeffery Smith as he cleared his throat. "So what do you has Augustus."

"Well, you have no ideas what I found due the crime scene," Detective Augustus said as he gives a leather bound book from out of his pocket to Jeffery Smith who read the title "Heaven's Feel." "Found this in one of the bodies, I have read it some time ago and this stuff was something we weren't supposed to know which I begin to believe that is true by the way."

Sergeant Jeffery Smith quickly read into the leather bound book and was started to trying to calm his nerves down as it was quite shaken for him. It was an entry detailed about the Holy Grail that was a treasure of a magical wish-granting device fought over by Magus every sixty years or so. The Holy Grail was created by the Three families, the Matous, the Tohsakas, and the Einzberns. To get the Grail, seven of Magus would battle to the death by summoning heroes of the past.

This Holy Grail war was has been going on for years and never made on news, which meant there is a massive conspiracy in underneath their nose, eyes, and eyes, Sergeant Jeffery Smith doesn't like that one bit at all and what information he has got in his hands is actually true.

"God damn it, this is a fine mess we've gotten into this," Jeffery Smith said as he notices that Detective Augustus have a lit cigarette in his mouth and bags under eyes, Detective Valerio has it too but without a cigarette in his mouth. "You didn't tell anyone else about this but me?"

"No, I don't think anyone in the force is going to believe this and probably laugh this out," Detective Augustus answer as know that nobody won't automatically believe the detectives what they said when they make bold or outlandish claims that they can't prove. "Did you tell anyone else but me and Valerio?"

"I would have, but I wanted to do a bit more of evidence in my own case before delivering it to the Chef," Jeffery Smith respond as he rubbed his chin in thought. "But now it all make sense right now as I going to say it." "We have just fought with mythological figures face to face and almost got our ass kick by them."

"You know I have never been actually been scared in my life," Augustus muttered. "I mean, mythological Heroes that use weapons that can destroy cities." "What the hell man?!" Cops would always react badly when encountering something mind blowing for the first time, it doesn't matter if they were rookies or veterans.

"Heroes or not, it doesn't matter that they are out somewhere in the cities and we are going to found them," Detective Valerio spoke out for the first time in the meeting room. "We can't let those technicalities, conspiracies, and legend heroes stop us from making this happen."

Detective Augustus gave him an astonished look and asked, "How can you be so calm about all this, Valerio?"

Detective Valerio simply shrugged in response. "Augustus, I've been in the force long then you and seen things that are strange a lot, my friend. Things that involving super weapons or conspiracies which are the first time the two have been combined, though."

"If you say so," Detective Augustus gave a weary sigh "But who is going to believe that suspect are heroes from mythological and legend, I can hardly believe who we are fighting against and yet still don't know enough about what we're dealing with the group." "So what do we do about this information we have got?"

The answer came to Detective Valerio. "We would keep quiet about this information for now than when we have enough evidence support our claims." he simply explains. "We can get the other force to manhunt them."

"Well, we got to be careful what we are say now as I am assuming that all the walls have ears right now," Detective Augustus said as he looks to Sergeant Jeffery Smith. "So what about you, what do you has found?"

Sergeant Jeffery Smith shows an book and then the picture of Lancer. "It turns out this suspect true identity is Enkidu from the book of Epic of Gilgamesh, an old poetry in the circa 2100 BC." It said the those Heroes are called Servant to hide their true name as it can reveal much about them like certain traits about their abilities which can be likely to have their identities found out ."

"So that mean we has to go make a note of brush up on every legend and folktale as much we can read," Detective Augustus said with a tired sigh. "It is going to be a waste of time for me to read it.

"Do you read a lot?" Detective Augustus asked Detective Valerio.

"Yes, when I have the spare time to do so." Valerio answer as he picks up the book and opens the chapter one, reading it a little.

"Oh good for me it is waste my time, Books are all of the roots of evils," the fat detective said with relief. "Fuck con, liberals, you named it all got their ideas from books." Back when He was still a little bit young as a detective in the nineteen nineties which the world was just getting over the Cold War and starting to fear Y2K. All of the events around the world due that time can be best described for many like a bad hangover, with many disillustioned former yuppies finding emotional emptiness and the rest suffering from the ailing economy like most of the communist countries who has become way worse after the fall of communism and a new generation coming into adulthood with an appropriately pessimistic outlook in America which were stable and peaceful time.

Well, most of the time as in the mid-90s, the most infamous things were the right-wing militia fanatic that coinciding with Bill Clinton's first years in office who has made some progressive of sponsoring peace talks between warring factions and success leading the nation to a period of strong economic prosperity for the first time in office at a time when gay rights, government-sponsored health care, and gun control became a significant backlash from conservative groups. All of the events were just too much for Augustus to take so he just stop reading new and book that is all bunch of straw hypocrite and disgust for those naive schmucks who ignore the hard facts and think they can save the everything of the world with their pretty words

"Well, you should do a search for every legend and folktale, my friends," Detective Augustus suggest. "While I and Jeffery Smith go out of the field look for more of those servants if that what they are called." Which Detective Valerio nodded his head as Jeffery Smith give him other picture of other servants to let him search what the other's true name.

A police walkie-talkie that was in his pocket blared out, "Inspector?" The detective picked it up and brought it up to his ear. "Yes what is it?" the detective answered as he listened to what the walkie-talkie was saying before placing it back into his pocket, and then he turned his head toward his friend. "We got huge jackpots here."

"What was it this time?" Jeffery Smith asked as he grabs his coat.

"We got two huge one this time," The fat detective said as he put his cigarette in the ashtray. "Lot of calls from two place, one at a forest where a group of hikers saw a huge loud explosion from what appear to be camp, we got firefighters take out of the fire nearby and the police block the anyone from came in." "And the last one was at downtown streets where a man got saved from gang members by one of those Archer class which I think it is the Archer of Red but there was also an another new suspect who called himself Rider of Red."

"So that mean they still around the regions," Sergeant Jeffery Smith as he wonders what is going on. "What are they do right now?"

"I don't know what are they doing," Detective Augustus answer as he opens the meeting's door and walks out. "But I do know that they are killing unknown force behind our back."

---

The White House

A CIA and an FBI man walk into the Oval Office with a serious face. The FBI remarked this to his counterpart who reminded him that what they were about to tell the President is something they have no idea what they are deal with.

They open the door and see President George W. Bush sitting in his chair. "Sit down, gentleman," the president said cordially." What do you have for me today?"

"Are you familiar with Museum incident, sir?" The CIA man began to ask.

"The one in Jersey city near to New York that shook the world?"

"Yes, that one sir," The CIA man said as he opened his folder "We has a lot to show you, it disturb to see."

"Oh, good I need to know enough about who am I dealing with, luckily the press are making up their own story at this point but that's not going to keep up for long," George W. Bush said with a grim. "The people are demand answer from me and are question my leadership right now." "So explain to me."

"We have imagery of the event," The CIA man placed several pictures on the President's desk. He pointed out several features. "This shows their appearance, abilities and fight style."

"So any ideas who they are?" George W. Bush asked as he picks one that show what appeared to be four people jumping out of the Egyptian-looking ship. "Or where they are from?"

"The NSA(National Security Agency),DIA(Defense Intelligence Agency),CIA(Central Intelligence Agency), and FIA (Federal Bureau of Investigation) has all gather what info they have on this unknown group and so far none of us know who they are or where they from." "All we know about them is that they have advanced weaponry, advanced-looking ships and what appear to be super soldiers who possessed state-of-the-art skills and abilities that would look like it comes from a comic book."

"You're joking right?" George W. Bush asked uncertainly at what he is heard. "I begin to believe that your collection got mixed up with the intel report."

The CIA man shook his head "No, sir it is not a joking at all we are sending operatives into New York and New Jersey to find this group as we speak."

"Mister President, in a situation like this it is critical that we focus on what we deal with, not denies at what we are showing you, sir," the FBI man said, speaking up for the first time. "We know that they hid somewhere in one of the cities and do something underneath our eyes."

"Okay, I believe you for now but what worries me is that this groups could be a threat to the America and the safe of the people," The President leaned back in his chair. "I want you to found them, apprehend and interrogate this group so see what their true colors really are."

"The CIA man and the FBI man shared a nervous look. "Sir, I would request a different approach, an authorization from you to speak with this group to discuss the benefits of recruiting them into the government and bring whoever their leader is, right here." the naval officer counter offers. "We can offer them a lot of deal that would benefit them and would help to add a military boot for our nation."

"So far, you want me to give you a constitutes direct involvements with this unknown group and make a deal with them," The President stated. "With a good chance that they could be terrorist or some worse."

The FBI man stood up and paced the room. "I know that it would be a questionable act for suddenly investing almost everything on this but this is not a first time we've done this, sir." He pointed out. "The groups easily leave most of the law enforcement units alive without too much of injuries on each of the unit with just a few broken bones on the arms, legs, and heads, they didn't look like they want to slaughter any of them along the way to complete their mission."

"If your intelligence and plan is accurate and would work, I have to put America, and the people of America first. With that said, You have a go. But I never authorized this plan of your." The President warned him, "And if they are what I said about them are true then I would use every authorization to eliminate them for the safe of the people and the world."

"Thank You, sir." The FBI man said which he walks out the Oval Office, then he takes his cell phone and smiles as he talks to the unknown caller. "The President give us a go but he said he never authorized this, how is the process of your, any luck found them?"

"Well, it seems that the six Servants have been seen,"said the unknown caller. He spoke with great gravitas. the only Master whose identity we have been able to confirm is so far none." "We are aware of multiple other Magi in the cities, but regrettably, we have been unable to determine which of them, if any, possess Command Spells that have confirmed that any of them were part of the Museum incident or has entered the War." replied a humble voice from the cell phone.

"Is that so," replied The FBI man with barely-concealed frustration and disappointment in his voice. "The cities-wide surveillance system is surprisingly impotent and this is what we have found."

The unknown caller calmly continued to deliver his report "We did observe four of the servants that has gone around the northeastern and mid-Atlantic regions, however, the servants have been killing any Magi or any familiar that they come across their path and make each scene as loud or quiet as possible." It is thankful that our agent who was situated there, disguised as hikers and mountain climber were normal human as they evaded from them."

At first, we thought whoever the Master was is to be a fool, but it seems that he/she is quite capable of know where the Magi are."

"And you have not identified any of the Heroic Spirits? Nor any of their characteristics?" The FBI man asked

"Only some of them but we were unable to make heads or tails of the surveillance data on them. We are certain that two of them the Archer class that on TV new are from Greece region," The unknown caller answer. "That is all."

"Good, continue your work and let other shows what you has found." The FBI man said as he closes his cell phone. This FBI man is part of the American Mage organization that separate from the London-based Mage Association and that answers to the American government rather than being an organization of magi, it instead only has some Magi as members as members took data from Fuyuki's Grail War and were begins to planned their own ritual of the Holy Grail war an experiment where the real purpose of it was to not re-create a power to grant wishes, instead the American Mage organization had only wanted a Holy Grail that would allow them to weaponize the ability to summon Servants which is equivalent to summoning a Noble Phantasm in hope of creating a new, independent command, sideline several projects which they turn the entire military of the American government on its head by introducing the concept of a sentient weapon and super soldier as a cover up

But when an actually real Holy Grail appear out nowhere in the America land and start a worldwide outbreak news cause the American Mage organization to cancel their plan of making their own ritual of the Holy Grail war and found out who was responsible for this. Their organization had established a net that ensconced around the entire cities, to go found more information about the servants and look whoever their leader is, in a hope of engaging in diplomacy with the leader.

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A strange church was built atop of a hill with a long road leading to a rather extravagant building for building a small church. It was a pure white building, it had two stained glass windows on the front side and a clock in the middle. The bell tower was in the spire on the top of the church. Other than that is was a stereotypical Christian church.

A soft humming filled the church just after the sunlight poured through the windows The time was nine thirty-seven as a 21-year-old woman was swept the floors of the church.

Her physical appearance tends to bring forth thoughts of purity. Mostly due to her all white attire, white hair, and pale skin. She proudly stands at one hundred and sixty-eight centimeters, or five foot six. She maintains her figure at fifty-nine kilograms or one hundred and thirty pounds. She wears her hair up in a long ponytail that hangs just above her waistline. When she lets her hair down it reaches a few inches above her knees. She has a naturally pale skin that burns when left out in the sun too long. She has Irish descent that gives her pale blue eyes that catch everyone's attention. Her long white hair is silky and takes roughly two hours to dry. aria has her bangs cut short and let them hang around her face, framing it. She has a scar over her left eye from when she was first in the executors. She had the option to have it healed but opted to keep it as a reminder of her duty.

She was wearing a white dress that has a floral pattern covering it. She wears a short white jacket that matches the floral pattern to help keep herself covered from the elements. This acts a dual purpose, underneath her dress and jacket she wears her holy shroud. It is fully wrapped from her upper thighs to her upper forearms allowing her to maintain its healing effect while keeping it hidden. She keeps a strap of the shroud around her waist as a belt to use for others. On her left side, there is a rapier she wears when performing formal duty, however, it is usually never on her in combat or when not necessary. She wears shin high white heels that have a one-inch heel on them.

Earlier this morning a few calls came in, one from the Clock Tower, telling her that the new holy grail had been activated a few day ago. She could still remember the uncertainty in the magus' voice. Had something gone wrong with this new holy grail? Perhaps, but that thought was foreign to Maria. She had no clue how the grail truly worked as there is more servant to be summoned, other than that one needed permission as a master to use it. How long had she been here?

The church sent her here a few day ago to get used to the area. But it felt like much longer like a month, she had been volunteering to pass the time. It was nice and quaint in this church, in her church. She was the only one here, occasionally a church member would stop by with her monthly allowance. But she used most of it on food and donations. She wished she had more company sometimes, but then again there were plenty of animals around. It was a nice break from being an executor. No more monsters, no more long hard fought battles. It was understandable why Father Black chose this life after he got older.

According to what she was told, many Magus will notify her of their participation in the holy grail war. It is her job to ensure that the public is never let known of this war, using the resources of both the church and the magus' association. Should a magus' servant die, it is her job to protect them until the end of the war. Well, only if they are to register with her once they summon their servant.

"Saber, Caster, Archer, Lancer, Rider, Assassin, and Berserker class," Maria muttered softly to herself as she swept the floors of the church. The seven servant classes, each one classified by what they were most known for in life. She was curious whom would be summoned if not what the masters would wish for.

In regards to Magi, Maria studied them a bit curiously. She never heard much about them and considers them to be the same as Harry Houdini. While she recognizes Magecraft as a real thing, she can't help but think it as unnatural. This doesn't cause her to discriminate against Magi but rather she is fascinated by them. The church warned her many times that Magi don't take kindly to people like her, always asking questions about their secrets. She has met a total of three Magi in her time in the church. Each one she talked with over coffee discussing what the church needs from the ClockTower. Her favorite one so far is Waver Velvet, El Melloi II. She thinks of Magi as sheep that merely are trying to find their Shepard, the root.

Magus were so interesting, but they let their faith blind them. In the search of the Root they dedicate their lives to research only to pass on their wish to their children. For generations countless great minds are lost to this research; for only to have no real results. It was a strange concept to Maria, but she was not one to judge them. That was someone else's job.

She was only to ensure this Holy Grail war went off without a hitch. Ten-thirty came around fast. Maria had just finished cleaning the rest of the church and went to unlock the doors. She was wearing her usual attire, prepared for the worst. The clicking of the locks sliding back into place, the creaking of the church doors, all sounded so eerie. It was almost as if it was an omen for the bloodshed to come.

The doors swung wide open, no problems in sight. The cold air blew through the church while the sunlight warmed the pews. The day was beautiful, every day was when you survived the night. Maria remembered how many nights she went without sleep, how many without food. All for the sake of the church, she had to be conditioned like a soldier. Life like this was nice, but she couldn't keep it for long. She started to notice her cabin fever, she didn't like passively helping. She wanted to directly help people. She wanted to hunt the dead apostles and save people. She loved to volunteer and take care of the sick, but it wasn't what truly fulfilled her.

Inhaling a breath of fresh air, Maria turned around and walked towards the altar of the church. She prayed every morning before the church officially opened. Kneeling below the altar, her prayer was always considered strange. Father Black told her to recite it before each mission, it was a good luck ritual of sorts.

"Lord, please give me strength when my legs give out. Please give me courage when I harbor only fear. Renew my faith in the face of evil and allow me to love those who cannot love themselves. Thank you for this blessed day, amen." And on cue, it turned eleven in the afternoon as she finished her prayer.

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"I assume there's no need for a background briefing, hmm," A careworn, elderly priest slightly tilted his head away from the altar, and began talking as if to himself. There was a meagerly furnished lounge above the entrance to the chapel. The room was rather cramped, and a charitable person would probably consider this the most modest church "Well, how should I put it? The only clergy in the organization is inexperienced with the war. I wouldn't expect them to be able to do anything about something like a Holy Grail War."

The Church's mission was the governance of all miracles and magics in the world, and it stood in direct opposition to the Magic Association, which concealed miracles from the world. However, this relationship was somewhat different when it came to this Sixth Holy Grail War. The Holy Grail was the genuine article, one of their most sacred artifacts, it was not possible for someone to use its name lightly.

It had been determined that the cover-up currently underway in the forest a few hours ago was operated by neither the Holy Church nor the Magic Association, but rather by a third party with the power to control law enforcement and national intelligence agencies. The Church didn't have all the details, but at the very least it was clear that someone or somebody was controlling the federal government of the United States behind their back, was involved. It also carried the implicit message, "Your power is unnecessary to this Holy Grail War." Bluntly put, someone was telling them to piss off.

There were some who resented that notion and found it unforgivable. These would be those who presumed to watch over the people of New Jersey. Other voices of different intent spoke of entering New Jersey by force. And so, the order had come down to Maria Black, an Executor who were qualified to be the war's administrators and proceed to the city with all due haste

"Yes, hmm, how to put it, indeed. These are direct orders from the headquarters of the Assembly of the Eighth Sacrament I'm reluctant to have her be in New Jersey, but there isn't anyone else in the immediate vicinity of the site, hm," The priest seemed rather timid as he continued his spiel. "If she didn't accept it then the next best choice would be me, but look, her action's really more her thing, yes? Hm. You see, I think someone like her with much better stamina is better suited to the task this time. Hm. Well, if we were in a state where the Holy Church had more pull, we could force the government to do what we want, but we're not as strong here." "Well, that's the story. They probably targeted an area where our influence was weak to set their plans in motion."

It was true that the Holy Church had the power to move nations if is only in countries where the Church's influence was strong then it could work just like if the Holy Grail was in England and the United Kingdom where the Clock Tower is located who can the same too.

But in the America, the Holy Church's influence varied by state, and the Church could apply considerable pressure when circumstances such as the elected president and public opinion were favorable. In the states where the Church's influence was weak, however, it could be difficult to manipulate events. Even the Mage's Association would also have a hard time manipulate events as it is near the Washington, D.C which would be difficult with USA government breathing down their neck but at least the Association can smuggle some of their force in that place little by little as their location is near to the United States.

If the Holy Grail was in Fuyuki, Japan once again, it had only been possible to hush up numerous disasters thanks to decades of preparation for the Holy Grail Wars. The covering up of incidents such as the loss of the fighter planes had required political capital from every possible angle.

He seemed to look at a document that has Maria Black name on it.

Her History and some of her Achievements and skills:

Maria was born with the true last name of Fitzgerald. She was of German descent to a couple that put her up for adoption. While she was lucky, or perhaps unlucky, enough to be put in the orphanage ran by the church. She was raised by the man known as Father Black. His first name was unknown to many of the children and even most of the nuns. He had the past with the church in London but that was all that was known. The start of her life started at the age of four. When she was fully adopted by Father Black, the last day of innocence.

Maria took the last name Black at the request of Father to help solidify their relationship as parent and child. Maria was raised in the orphanage, spending her days studying the bible and its virtues. While Father kept a close eye on her, he had greater plans. She went to a catholic school near the orphanage and studied there until she was fourteen. At fourteen Father pulled her out from the school and opt'd for home schooling. This was when Maria was introduced to the true nature of the church. Father Black explained his past life as an executor. A low-class one that merely went on clean up missions for the higher ups. Maria was then placed into a training program Father personally created.

He started to teach her how to move around gracefully, how to think under pressure. His true motive was revealed to make a warrior out of her. He intentionally chose her, a child with no history of this world. Someone who could dedicate themselves to the church fully and have no earthly connections left. Maria followed with his plans as he wanted. She had fully devoted herself to the church and him as her foster parent. He started to train her in armed combat and tactical decisions at the age of fifteen. By the age of sixteen, she started to master how to move around a battlefield with little to no effort. Her insight and reflexes began to develop faster than Father expected.

He sent her off to join the Executors at the age of seventeen. Their parting was more akin to a soldier going off to war than a girl moving from home. Maria was trained in the ways of an executor for a year until they decided she was ready. Upon being assigned her first task, she was sent out to clean up a battle where a dead apostle was held. However, the dead apostle managed to get a hold of the next city over. Turning over half its residents into vampires. Maria, along with her team of three, had to hold off the undead numbering in the tens of thousands. Her quick thinking and steadfast resolve allowed her to ensure that none of her teammates were killed.

The church recognized this achievement with the gift of her shroud. She was then sent upon varies missions to kill the dead apostles themselves. Operating within a team of five, her and four others would hunt down dead apostles regularly. With her defensive mindset, she was able to keep casualties to an all time low. At the age of twenty, she had already assisted in killing thirty dead apostles. Becoming an expert, she had never killed one on her own but rather handled keeping it cornered. Her skills laid in the ability to keep off the dead apostle's minions and healing her teammates. She earned her nickname, The Wall of God, from her most recent mission. She held off roughly three thousand undead while her teammates cornered and killed a dead apostle. None managed to slip by her, ensuring that her teammates could complete the mission with no hindrance. Many commented how she pulled off such an impossible feat. Maria commented that it was rather easy once you funneled them into a narrow passage. Only roughly two hundred at a time could push through to reach her at once.

Recently, she gained a sacrament from her friend. He gave it to her as a gift from her thirty-fifth completion. While compared to other executors who can handle a dead apostle on their own, she excels in teams. The church decided to send her to New Jersey to be the moderator of this grail war. Due to her indifference and skill in saving lives, they believe she is the key to ensuring no one in her hands gets hurt.

"Well, I hope that she can survive the war unlike the other war's administrators who has mysterious got killed off due each Holy Grail war as it keeps get worse like The Great Fire of Fuyuki, the destruction of a high-rise hotel, the summoning of a sea monster, and the loss of military fighter jets had all occurred during the Fourth Holy Grail War and I do not want to get start on the Fifth War as that was great disaster to cover up," The careworn, elderly priest said to himself worry about the greater catastrophes that were going to present in this war. "I pray to Might Lord that she would survive this war each day."

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OK, a lot of things are going on here in this chapter but I don't to go to talk about what is going on in this chapter as you should figure this out for yourself. But let said that lot of factions and people are making their own move and are build their own ground to stay long as possible

Time to answer some of the Guest reviews

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 30 How lancer from zero have double summon where he stars as his normal self but has a mad enchantment that changes his class to an assassin so that we have both types of lancer and he can still fall in love: A split personality for him would not work at all and I am not good at writing a split personality for him as it would be very poor written personality.

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 30 Can you have Arturia face Shiro and Rin with her helmet on so that they fight at full power but when her face is reveal they become nervous also does this Arturia still remember them or not: I don't think she has helmet for her armor but her counterpart King Arthur (Fate/Prototype) have a helmet on in the Fate/Kaleid Liner Prisma Illya Drei! manga in Ch 40 the Departed swordsman.

Yes, She can remember them as she is not currently classified as a Heroic Spirit, so she cannot be called a complete Servant. She made a pact with the World as she was on the verge of death after the Battle of Camlann that will require her to become a Counter Guardian, a sub-category of a Heroic Spirit at the service of the World, after her death Due to not having actually died, she is classified as a living being despite being handled differently as a Servant. This also allows her to keep all memories of her search for the Grail unlike Heroic Spirits that don't allow for any inconsistencies in their memories

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 30 You know what would be funny if Benjamin married all of the girls his harem imagine him with four wives and children for each of them (also this might stop Kiyohime from trying to kill Benjamin): I am positive that Benjamin can handle his harem., I think so

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 31 I hope you consider Majin Buu has a servant to make loyal just give him sweets plus fat Buu was friends with Mr. Satan and Benjamin might remind Buu of him plus Buu has strength and can copy any abilities not only Ki but also magic: This is Fate fanfiction story not a crossover with anime-x over or game-x over as I would only use Characters from video game and anime as a Face-claim (A term used in role play games to describe a person used for the physical description of a character. Said person can be anyone, but is typically an actor or animated character.)

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 2 How about the scorpion king has berserker and Atem (Yami Yugi) has caster: No I would use them as a Face-claim

Guest chapter 19 . Aug 17 Will you summon Guts from Berserk?:No I would use him as a Face-claim

Guest chapter 19 . Aug 17 Summon Ado Edem from angel notes please: He is still alive and his whereabouts afterward are unknown

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 31 Akame ga kill idea will the servants form their own group but still work together with night raid to fight the empire: Yes, the Servant would form their own group but work together with the night raid? that is a yes and no answer to you as the servant would work with them a little bit but would not join their group and Revolutionary Army as my main criticism about the Night raid is that the group is that seeing as how The Empire is obviously evil they are the definitive good guys of the series that the audience is supposed to root for. However because of how they mercilessly kill anyone who opposes them, lack any sort of unique qualities, and don't really allow their exploits to change them as characters its hard to really see them as sympathetic protagonists and they come off more as heroic sociopaths rather than effective villain protagonists. The servant would not join the Revolutionary Army and Night Raid randomly just because they said they are the good guy.

In my point of view, the Night raid is just hired muscle and assassins for hire who would still investigate both the client and target's background in order to avoid possible deception and traps but would still just blind follow whatever the order it said and given, never question it and would still keep talk that they are dark side of the good guy but don't show any different or change about them That is all and I feel like I do not even care what they are said about what the different between the Night raid and The Empire as there's no realistic chance of implementing peaceful reforms and that they always states that Night Raid is going to verify the nobles are guilty of what their contractor says they are before killing them. In light of all this, claiming there isn't any justice in what Night Raid does rings extremely hollow. It pretty hard not to side with Night Raid's methods as it not even like they kill indiscriminately either as they verify if their targets actually committed any crimes or not, yet most characters they kill are quick to call them out on their actions as if they're the evil ones.

Guest chapter 21 . Jul 31 How about this idea for a different fate story where the master and servant fuse with the Potara earrings from dbz to form a more powerful warrior to fight a stronger enemy: No thank for that idea, while that sound ridiculous, it actually has something similar to that in Fate grand order as Mash Kyrielight who was a Designer Baby, a magus genetically engineered to be a prime vessel for a Heroic Spirit's soul to produce Demi-Servants but due to being a genetically engineered organism not dissimilar to a Homunculus, her lifespan was set since her conception, she's only expected to live 18 years. And she's already 16

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 1 How about this idea for the Code Geass x over the servants are immune to the Geass and can you have Archer (Emiya) mock Suzaku ideals of trying to change the system and also beat him up: That is a very good idea from you. Yes, I do think Servants can be immune to the Geass as you know why. As Lelouch's Geass seems to have the most restrictions and side effects of any Geass introduced so it not going to work on them and his charismatic would not work on them too as the servant do not trust him at all.

Also, about Lelouch, his genius-level intellect sound more like an informed ability which in my point of view is a person of above-average intellect who thinks he's a genius. His tactical ability or his plans of his also sound like a sort of tactics a five-year-old would think of and several of Lelouch's strategies are nothing less than ridiculous but he does display some military skill by relying on terrain, flanking maneuvers and manipulating the flow of information to the opposing side that only work on idiots. He is one of the weaker cast members. This is usually played for comedy. In one example, during the school festival in R2, he was outrun by Suzaku, Shirley, Kallen in a walrus mascot suit, and even Milly dressed as a dead ringer for Little Bo Peep. During actual combat, however, while his strategies can make or break battles, his combat abilities are subpar, and will usually lose in a one-on-one fight.

Yes, Archer Emiya would laugh at his Suzaku's ideals but would also mock Lelouch Lamperouge's ideals too as both of them are not so different in their goal as Lelouch, feels that The Empire is horribly corrupt and beyond redemption, meaning that in order to achieve peace he has to destroy it, start over from square one while his friend/rival Suzaku believes that destruction is never the answer and holds out hope that idealism and obstinacy can reform Britannia. This is ironical, both of their plans center around threats and violence, it's simply the one believes that state needs to be maintained, and the other believes that people will learn from that experience

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 1 Give Diarmuid fake memory's because he deserves a second chance at love and finds his true love: Fake memory that would work but finds his true love is Big No as he was murdered over romance two-time as I do not want him to go found romance which would sound OOC

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 1 Saber alter and lancer alter almost look the same with just different clothes but face is still the same so Shiro would still be angry at Benjamin for the appearance she's in plus the voice is the same so Shiro would recognize her: Lancer alter is wear armor that covers her whole body and her voice sound like a fully-grown woman which Shiro only know her voice that always speaks resolutely and has young kind of voice. But Saber Alter, you are right about that.

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 2 How about this idea since the Grail connects multiverses how about servant studies it and bring like creatures from other worlds like Pokemon, Digimon or something similar: the servant would need the Second Magic to do walk across multiverses and the Holy Grail is The Third Magic. I don't think they would ask Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg for it as well, pretty much every trainee he's ever chosen is currently either dead or insane. So no as why do they need studies creatures from other worlds for no reason

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 2 How about the servants after the war they take a trip to Disney land or universal park: That sound a good idea, I would take it.

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 3 How about this idea in the time of fate zero the world is now returning to the age of gods with new Deity's that represent the elements fire, water, wind, earth, light and darkness and their job is to punish the evil like magus for their experiment and they show themselves in the fourth grail war in the docks where saber and lancer fought and you can give powers that are original or from other series like darkness deity has the dead zone: The one about the world is now returning to the age of gods sound like random ass pull out nnowhereand New Deity sound so ridiculous. A big No to tthat ideaof your

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 7 I hope after the war we get to see the servants living a normal life in the modern era like for example it would be funny to see Alex the great become a fan of Ghostbusters and wear the same suit while singing the song and use Bens money to buy so many games: That is good idea of your and I would take it

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 7 In grand order Artoria has a version of her in lancer class that resembles her saber form so can you have lancer alter have that form like a double summon skill: Double summon, nope as I going to summon two of Artoria lancer class somewhere in the Chapter. Also, Lancer Alter Arturia is not actually the saber class as from her claims in Garden of Order, the legend that made up her Servant image is not the King Arthur who pulled the sword from the stone and was gifted Excalibur by the Lady of the Lake, but the legend that King Arthur is a participant of the Wild Hunt after death, just like Francis Drake.

Artoria Pendragon the normal Lancer class, she is another possibility alternate version of what if Artoria uses Rho instead of Excalibur as her main weapon during her reign. Her bodily age actually grows without an intervention of Excalibur which was not able to die when she was fated to die and, as a consequence, ended up becoming a wandering ghost while retaining the holy spear. This is what she said about the Saber class Artoria Pendragon: "I am a different existence from the Heroic Spirit you summoned. Yes, I am also a Servant. However, as for whether we are completely the same person…it's a little difficult to explain."

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 11 How about girls bravo x over because it would be funny to see the women of that world go after the male servants ( especially Diarmuid): It is not suitable for a crossover with Fate Series and not for a harem setting

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 14 Fate x over witch's house, mad father, ib since you can fit them like for example ib is in a gallery so it would be interesting plus the servants saving like Mary, Aya, and viola: I would think the servants would solve this with brute force then try to solve the puzzle. And also The servant is really hard to get kill

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 12 How about MK9 x over with fate where the heroes of the past return to life to stop Shao Kahn: That going to hard one with crossover as the Heroes of the past can use their Noble Phantasms right off the bat which can specialize against defeating other people in single combat, specialized against armies, can even blow away solid fortified structures, effective against Divine gods and so on. So do the Servant need to go Mortal Kombat tournaments and fight one on one which the Servant can destroy the MK Characters fast then they can react.

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 3 In code geass Lancelot knightmare and suzaku was a reason why Britannia was strong but if you have Lancelot steal knightmare Lancelot and use his NP to change it to a more darker version of it to make Britannia fear it has a monster plus the servants should appear in the battle of shinjiku because its perfect to show of their strength and gain allies especially if Japanese see their heroes of old: Lancelot would only use knightmare for limit time before the knightmare beginning to break down as drew lot of attention from the main Britannia army and try to take it down. Sure servant would gain allies as they go shows of their strength and some Rider class or other class that have Riding skill would ride on knightmare

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 4 How about this idea for fun fate x pokemon story where the servants are trainers like imagine servant like Gilgamesh having rayquaza and enkidu mewtwo: That is a fun idea but no thank.

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 7 How about a walking dead (telltale game) x over where its starts in the first ep and the characters that join the group of servants are Clementine, Kenny, duck, kat and others of your choice: That could work for a crossover and I would think about it

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 7 Can you have angra mainyu with the form of shiro to mock him but have the version of him with the blue markings to simbolise that he's a good guy (because I don't think the grail would allow him to be evil considering what happen in the previous wars): Angra Mainyu have his red markings first when he undergo Ascension then he would have his blue markings

Guest chapter 19 . Aug 18 Dont put many Oc's(as you said, too many destroy the mine opinion you should put only Benjamin's granpa and thats it: I was said about not put too many OC servant not about OC humans as most of the OC that I create in this chapter are in their late teens ago(17-19 year old, young adults ago(the ages between 18 and 25) and some of OCs are in their middle adulthood age (45 to 65) Don't worry as not many of my OCs are main characters and have little bit of background. I would make sure that my Humans OC that I create are not too immature or childish that they sound like little kid in a human body as everyone I make are mature and act how a real person should react.

The OC main characters are cops for now as I want to address a certain issues overlooked in both the Fate series and fanfics which why the hell the cops don't seem to do anything to investigate the abnormal events that from the Holy Grail war which could have also opening the possibly of a plot-line with the police which could make Fate series much better to read it more as the cat and mouse plot

Guest chapter 1 . Aug 16 Are female heroic spirits gonna be in swimsuits?: In their Swimsuit version? Nope as that would cause chaos with the swimsuit servants and who in the right mind would still be running around in a swimsuit but they would wear it in a beach or pool chapter somewhere in the future

Guest chapter 2 . Aug 16 Will you make it so that servants can change classes, for example Kintoki from Beserker to Rider (because he is more awesome with both his Np and with his jacket)?: I would add Double Summon skill. I would also modify some of the servant's stats, add Class skills or give them a Noble Phantasm that couldn't be used in their current Servant classes. And about Kintoki as Rider, I would still keep his Jacket but not his motorbike as I would give him the real beast that he ride in his lifetime.

Kuma the humongous 20-foot tall bear that has been Kintoki's friend as far back as he can remember. It is the largest bear on Mount Ashigara, and like many of the creatures there possesses abilities beyond that of normal animals.

Guest chapter 2 . Aug 16 Is Benjamin's grandpa aware of magic or was he the one who made a wish( A.K.A. won the Grail war as a spellcaster or something else) or just a coincidence? I mean, it's somehow weird for him to have all those artifacts for summoning heroes(not to mention-the GRAIL ITSELF?): About that the early chapters are going to be rewritten as that was first time write a Fanfic story and Benjamin's grandpa has nothing to with it but here a hint: Grandpa is not a magician or spell caster but someone who knows Kischur von Schienworg without knows that he is a troll magician. You would see in the next chapter or two.

Guest chapter 2 . Aug 16 I got an idea for an explanation for skill Blessings from the end of the world: At rank Ex: it gives her a physical body, immortality and divinity or a form of reality marble as such in Grand Order(as for my explanation for why divinity and immortality the reason is because in the battle against her she was called Goddness Rhogonmiyad) P.s. This skill possesses a normal lancer, not alterlancer,so it will be little depowered and I got an idea-the cost of Np is lowered and she has a form of Independed action-what do you say?: That could be good explanation and I would take it until Fate/Grand Order Materials books I and II are now been translated

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 24 Great chapter and What would Arjuna think of Benjamin and Flanna: Arjuna would mostly be genuinely nice and just person to them but said that they has prove themselves to him which allow him to use his full power and follow order much easy for them. Flanna and Benjamin would soon notice Arjuna is self-conceited and unintentionally arrogant under his face and has a extreme hate that permeates the corners of his mind and his unintentional arrogance. It can be said that he's not as noble as they thought he was

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 2 You know since the magus are from england and Japan this is kinda an invasion and Benjamin, flanna, his friends plus the servants kinda represent America so this is kinda war between country's and America going to show their power: Kinda but let me said this to you, it is not like anything like that and I would not try make any government like a power-hungry autocrats that make Cobra Commander subtle or make them look bad because that sound so stupid. I am also not trying to make The United States of America's stereotypes, a Utopian States of America or United Shithole of America but just a Mixed of both of of the beautiful and the boorish as I saw both good and bad when I lived here.

Guest chapter 2 . Aug 2 If Alex joins the battle against the magus how about these weapons brass knuckles with spikes and a sledgehammer: He would use a baseball bat and sledgehammer but he is not going to joins the battle much.

Guest chapter 1 . Jul 30 No offense but I hardly think the holy grail was supposed to support this many servants: Well, this is my first time write a story so I could not explain the Holy grail much of how it can support many servants.

Guest chapter 2 . Jul 31 Hey thanks for adding Alex her also can you have him paired up with a female servant like Frankenstein because she deserves someone to be together with her because of her past: Honestly, It is going to be hard one to pulled off a believable romance for Alex to pair with a servant

Guest chapter 21 . Aug 29 I would like to see Benjamin and flanna go out and face the magus in future chapters before the war and since Alex tendoh is a mechanic how about they get custom vehicles to like truck and motorcycles to use against them: Benjamin and Flanna would use US military vehicles to cover who they are and only use their own vehicles when they are not fighting magus. Alex Tendon fix their vehicles and custom it little