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Vanitas: I was praying for the end of Nero Fest, since I was so busy. I was stressed about getting all the mats I need. Now I'm free and there's no events. Fate/ Grand Order plays with my emotions...wake me up when it's Moon Goddess Festival.
Forsaken: So I gotta wake you up tommorow?
Vanitas: Oh shit, it's tomorrow
Forsaken: No
Vanitas: FUCK!
FRR:…
Ch.0-4: Those who Break the Rules are Scum, but those who Abandon their Friends…
/The Manager's office of an abandoned Kabuki Theater, 9 p.m. (Monday, Week 1)
I wonder what she will be like?
Deep within his hideout, inside his private quarters, Iwasaki Nitou daydreamed to himself.
"Souji Okita"
He spoke aloud, as he created his own ideal Servant within in his mind.
Okita Sōji, was the captain of the first unit of the Shinsengumi, a special police force in Kyoto during the late shogunate period and he was considered to be one of the best swordsmen of the time. Nitou, being a descendant from a long line of samurais, had idolized Okita since he was a little child, learning as much of this historical figure as he could. Though his research he found out an interesting fact about his hero; almost all historical evidence states that Okita Soji was a male, however Nitou in the middle of his teenage years found some rare documents that revealed that Okita was actually a woman*.
Through this revelation Nitou began to become infatuated with Okita, and once he found out about the Holy Grail War was determined to make her his Servant. However in order get her as his Servant he would need to get a catalyst in order to summon her. Unfortunately, Nitou was unable to find any relics that belonged to Nitou….however, he had an idea of what he could do in order to get what he desired.
A hulking figure entered the room in which Nitou was sitting in, knelt down before him and spoke.
"We got what you needed boss."
"Excellent", Nitou replied, "Bring them in".
With that, the man left momentarily, returning with two people who had their faces covered. The man removes the garments covering their faces revealing a young man and woman.
The young man screamed, scared and confused by the situation they were in.
"Where are we?!"
The young lady with him, though equally scared and confused, remained quiet and tried to make out where exactly they were. Nitou, with his katana sheathed in his hand, began walking down to the middle of the room to where the couple was located.
"I apologize for the surprise, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Iwasaki Nitou".
The young man hesitantly replies to him.
"Wh-what do you plan on doing to us…..if its money you want, you can have it. Just let us go!"
Nitou began to slowly walk up to the tied up man, while moving his hand onto the hilt of his sheathed sword.
"Oh it is not your money that I need"
With one quick slashing movement, he sliced through the young man's neck. The young man's now lifeless body plummets to the ground, as his blood begins to fill in the strange etchings that are inscribed onto the floor. The young woman looked at Nitou with sheer anger and rage.
"Why…..Why are you doing this?"
Nitou looks down upon the girl, not at all disturbed by what he had just done. Nor gleeful, it was like he had just peeled an orange or wiped a stain off a surface.
"Great leaders have to be willing to make sacrifices, even of their own people, in order to have their country as a whole prosper."
The girl was taken back with disbelief at what Nitou was saying. But she quickly regained her rage, and barked at him with all her previously suppressed fury.
"You're not a leader! You're some delusional murder!"
"Agreed, for now I'm not a true leader,"
He walked around her, observing her like some predatory bird and taking note of her reactions to him. He knew why she was angry, but for some strange reason he felt like he had to properly take in just how she was reacting to him. All the while, he continued speaking.
"-but soon, I will have enough power to restore this county to its former glory. And the death of your lover will not even be thought of past this next moment."
Looking down at the etchings on the floor, Nitou realized that it was not full yet.
"Well, it seems more sacrifices are needed."
Looking into the girl's eyes, Nitou raises his sword without a hint of remorse or hesitation.
"Now, before you die, know that your death restored this country to its former glory."
And with another quick slash, he severed the girl's head from her body. As her body fell to the ground, the etchings began to fill up and within a few moments became full, revealing a circle with multiple symbols within it. Nitou, unfazed over the lives he just took, begins to finish his preparations needed for his ritual.
"Now then, let's start the ritual."
Nitou then returned to his throne that he was sitting on moments before. Locking his gaze upon the symbol on the floor, he lifted up his right hand and began to chant.
"Noble Woman, as beautiful as Sakura trees,
A genius fighter of your era,
And ever Loyal to your allies.
Bind yourself to me, and be my bride!
For this nation has need of a strong leader!
Be my eye as I remake this country,
For I will be like lightning, and strike down with blinding speeds!
Though if the queen I long for is kept from me,
And some base harlot stands in her place,
She shall be bound by this door to the present,
Unable to raise a blade or hand to me!"
With that the symbol on the floor emitted a blinding light, radiating through the room and blinding Nitou. Once the light died down, and Nitou eyes began to adjust, he notices a woman has appeared within the center of the circle. The woman appears to be an adult within her late twenties, and despite appearing very young she strangely had long white hair, and stranger yet her left eye was covered by her headband, which bore a strange symbol on it.
This woman did not look anything like what Nitou believed Okita would look like, nor did she match the description of anyone who was a part of the Shinsengumi. Nitou began to walk up to the strange women and asking immediately,
"Are you my Servant?"
The strange woman looks at him with a carefree expression, seemingly only slightly puzzled by her current location. Still, she replies to his question.
"I believe so; and I take it you are my Master?"
"Who are you?"
Still in an incredibly relaxed manner, the woman replies
"I'm a bit fuzzy on the details, but it feels like my class is that of Assassin. If you're also inquiring to my true name, it would be Hatake Kakashi."
Cursing the gods, Nitou gripped his katana fiercely as he voiced his disapproval.
"You are not the Servant I was intending to summon."
"Well, unfortunately we seem to be stuck together; it was most likely due to whatever you used as a catalyst."
It was at this moment that Assassin began to look around the room and noticed the corpses of Nitou's victims, and that her Master was covered in their blood. She was completely taken by surprise and quickly made clear her disgust.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"Well, those are the catalysts for your summoning."
He said this with a smirk, appearing to enjoy his Servant's dismay.
"You're probably right; the woman of my dreams would require much more than two lowly peasants to summon her. No wonder I'm saddled with a simple Assassin."
Without hesitation, Kakashi dashes towards her Master with a kunai in her hand. However once she reaches the end of the summoning circle, she stops, unable to move past it.
"I can't move! What ninjutsu is this?!"
She screamed this out as she disengaged from her charge, retreating back to the center of the circle.
Flashing a menacing grin, Nitou taunted her.
"My my, it seems I quite a defiant Servant."
Pacing around the circle, he waved his sword over the symbols on the ground, which passed through with no difficulty. Assassin flung her kunai with amazing speed, so much so that electricity seemed to course through it as it flew. The kunai struck some invisible wall along the edge of the summoning circle, and bounced back, never reach the target of Nitou's neck. The man mockingly rubbed his throat as he continued.
"It was a good thing I added that extra verse to your summoning. I would certainly have been killed if not for it. However, now that that trust is broken, and we have gotten to know each other a little bit, your loyalty to me needs to be discussed."
"You see, although I was hoping to summon Okita Sōji as my Servant, I understood very well that without a proper catalyst there would be a chance I could not summon her. I was also aware that there was a chance I would summon a Servant to would not willingly submit to my demands, objecting to minor things like the deaths of a few non-entities of no real value, and other misplaced noble sentiments. Summoning someone who would not be willing to do what must be done, though in your case I must say of it is quite ironic to have an Assassin patronize me about killing"
At this point Nitou is talking more to himself than at Assassin, and he with that last point made he chuckles to himself.
Annoyed with her Master's tone, Assassin retorted back.
"If you think one of your Command Spells will be enough to make me submit to you, I hate to tell you but that won't work."
Responding in an unconcerned manner, Nitou waved a hand dismissively as he answered Assassin.
"Oh no, I won't be needing command seals. Not for something as minor as taming you."
Suddenly the circle Kakashi is in begins to create a strange purplish hue.
"Now then…let's begin with the second part of the summoning"
Nitou says while grinning menacingly.
"Let my affliction wash over her,
and have her be stained with the same curse as I!
Flood her with the world's hate,
So that she in turn can detest the state of this land!
Twist her morals, bend her codes
Before me let his Servant be Altered!"
A shadow seemed to leave Nitou, and rushed into the summoning circle. Assassin tried to jump out of its way as it flowed underneath her, but it reached out and snagged her legs, pulling her back down to the ground and binding her further. The shadow then became more solid, rather liquid-like in nature, if not more like akin to mud. It engulfed her, smothering the Servant entirely like a violent cocoon or sarcophagus.
Then suddenly, just as quickly as it had swarmed her, the liquid-like mud dispersed like a hive of frightened insects. Some of the shadow returned to Nitou, re-attaching with his shadow like stitched on clothes, while the rest spread out under the walls to parts unknown.
And there stood Assassin, her white tinted black and red at various tips, and her green flak jacket also baring the black widow like colors of red and black. Her black undershirt and pants were now bleached white. But most strikingly, her skin had black veins crawling up her face and hands.
Three thugs came waltzing into the office, one of them wearing rubber gloves and holding them up proudly as he entered.
"I see you succeeded in summoning that Servant thing you've been going on about, Boss. So you okay with us tossing out of these chumps here, or you need them for any other rituals?"
Turning to face the new entries, Assassin appeared to have changed her attitude. Giving a warm look through her veiled mask, she points at the couple's corpses.
"You are Master's comrades?"
This got the thugs to laugh rudely.
"Comrades? Yeah sure, we're really tight with the Boss here. He just came in a few years back and took over the place, taking the heads of the old bosses."
"I see. And you're in charge of disposing of bodies such as these?"
"Normally I'd have some fresh blood handle it, but the Boss let them go out and party tonight. Why, you want to handle it?"
Nitou moved to step between the two, despite the fact that the summoning circle still had Assassin bound within it.
"You'll get rid of them yourself, Naoki! Leave me giving orders to my Servant to me, I haven't finished asserting-"
"It's perfectly fine, Master. Allow me to assist."
Forming rapid symbols with her hands, Assassin then planted both her hands on the ground, forming her own small summoning circle beneath them. Outside of the circle binding her, a pack of vicious looking hounds appeared, turning in the direction of the couple's bodies and pouncing. The disgusting display of the hell hounds feasting on their flesh turned the thugs' stomachs, though Nitou was mostly just annoyed that Assassin could breach his summoning circle in some manner.
"Fine, so you've cleared up that mess. Now back to the matter of your loyalty…"
Once they had finished feasting on the couple and reduced even their bones to charred ash, the hounds turned towards Nitou and lunged. Quick to draw, the man cut down one of the dogs and struck at another, though this one had a kunai in its mouth and countered his strike like a swordsman would. As the others rushed him down, Nitou pulled out a paper seal with writing on it and muttered a small spell.
Just as the fangs of one of the dogs were about to close on his throat, one of the thugs appeared in Nitou's place, with the man himself being shoved back a few feet by his subordinates sudden appearance. The thug was shocked by his sudden teleportation, but didn't have much time to dwell on the matter with the hound sinking its teeth into him. With a quick snap the man was killed, and the confused but satisfied demon dog feasted on him instead.
Assassin stared coldly at her Master, pointing at the paper seal in his hand as he dodged and countered the remaining dogs' assaults.
"With that, you use your own men as your shields, do you?"
"What of it?"
Tilting her head slightly, as if observing Nitou like a strange wild specimen, Assassin gave a cold and detached analysis of his actions.
"It would appear that that man did not know about the substitution jutsu, or rather the castling spell you've placed on him. Should I take it then that many if not all of your men share this hex without their knowledge?"
"Maybe they do, of what concern is it to you, Servant?"
"I am merely taking note of the quality of person that would dare to call themselves my Master. A man of the lowest order, truly."
Planting his sword in the skull of one of the dogs, Nitou paused his counter offensive to face Assassin directly, staring dismissively into her eye as he replied.
"Who are you to pass judgement on me?! I am a man descended from samurai, and the one who will restore Japan from its whipped dog status that we have carried for far too long. While you were such a deplorable, underhanded mercenary that the Grail saw fit to bring you forth in the Assassin class. So what if I, the ruler, use my men without their knowledge? To be of some use to one's betters is more than these cutthroats could hope to deserve."
The two other thugs heard this remark, obviously, and were not too pleased by it. Naturally, as one would expect.
"The fuck, man?! You enchanted us with some dark magic shit to take hits for you?! Is that what happened to Yori last week when he didn't come back with you?!"
Not waiting for an answer, the two of them drew their handguns on their boss. Before either one of them could fire though, Nitou chanted another quiet spell, and their hand holding their guns petrified and turned to glass. Losing feeling in these arms, they slumped to their sides, with the guns turned to glass as well and stuck with their hands.
Nitou looked to move to finish them, but the demonic dogs changed their focus from him to his former subordinates, jumping upon them and ripping them to pieces.
This obviously confused Nitou, who turned to face Assassin again. She was kneeling before him within the summoning circle, and with a wave of her arm the demonic dogs disappeared. Curious as to why she took these actions, Nitou paced around her like he had the woman he murdered, questioning her as he did.
"What caused this sudden burst of loyalty? I haven't even begun to place similar seals on you, so why the concern with my well-being?"
"Who says that I am? I still find you to be a despicable stain on the earth."
"Oh?"
"However, what you did to me…it's given me a new perspective. I'm not too different from you."
"Is that so? And what does an Assassin and I have in common?"
"We are both scum. Slaying those that would be our friends, or comrades. You break the rules of society and use those who serve you like their nothing. While I have plunged my blade through the chest of someone I considered a friend."
"Again you judge me with your misplaced morality. And I care little for it now as I did moments ago. So what if you think of yourself now alongside me, now that my affliction has touched you. How is that a guarantee of your loyalty?"
Standing so as to look directly into Nitou's eyes, Assassin answered without a hint of emotion.
"Because your world means nothing to me. And since the new commands in my head, the same ones that ring in your head as well, are calling for misery and destruction, I'm curious to see how you'll go about scaring you world."
Actually disturbed by her reasoning, Nitou took a step back, though he didn't let fear or his discomfort show on his face.
"What nonsense are you spewing? I don't aim to destroy this world, just restore Japan to glory."
"Master, please. You kill the innocent and treat it like nothing, and sacrifice your men for your own safety. There's nothing of value to you, so you can add value to nothing. How glorious could this Japan of yours become, if you as its leader care for no one within it?"
Drawing his blade and bringing it to Assassin's throat, Nitou nearly spat out his answer due to his growing anger.
"There is one person I care for, and you got in the way of me joining with her!"
"Is that what you'll wish for? To be with this Okita Sōji?"
Stepping back and controlling his anger, Nitou sheathed his katana and turned away from her.
"I was going to wish for my new Japan. I didn't want to have to trust my wish for her to the Grail."
Giving a mocking bow, Assassin continued to taunt him.
"Master, either you make the wish or you don't. The end is the same to me. But truly, are you satisfied with just sulking and entering this Grail war conflicted as to your end goal?"
Having had enough of her jabs, Nitou took out a new paper seal and tossed it back at her, landing over her free eye and forming a purple magic circle in front of it. Muttering one final chant, Nitou stretched out an arm and poured more mana into the spell.
Assassin' head arched back as the spell took hold. When it subsided, the seal fell off and the summoning circle finally powered down. Kneeling before Nitou, Assassin's new attitude was unchanged, but her tongue was more subdued.
"So long as you would fight in this war, I your Servant will see your will achieved. However the end of it may come."
"And I, your Master, will use you until my dream is made reality. Now go, the other Masters will have surely summoned their own Servants by now. Scout the city, and report back with whatever intel on our enemies you uncover."
Nodding, Assassin leaped to the wall and opened the window on it, before slipping out and climbing up above to the roof. Nitou could briefly hear her footsteps rapidly make its way across its surface, before hearing her leap from it. Sighing remorsefully, the man retired to his throne, nursing his brow as he tried to push aside his disappointment and focus on the results.
Hatake Kakashi. Why is that not a familiar name to me? I have studied history more than some people have taken in air, but there's no historic figure or legendary warrior by that name. And yet I feel I've heard it somewhere before.
FRR: Had to go over the details of this chapter, hence the wait between this one and the last. The next one is already prepared and ready to go.