AN: This was looming in my head after watching Fate/Strange Fake, and Spiderverse, and rewatching Spectacular Spiderman. This is a side chapter that happens between Anomaly 2.1 and 2.5 when Dorian Grey leaves Patricus. Anyways enjoy the chapter.

Ch 1 Prologue

United States, New York City,

New York City, the City that never sleeps, a City that is filled with beings with so much potential. "Potential that can be easily exploited," A blonde man wearing a grey suit chuckles, drinking his wine glass.

"Ah, they really are tracking me down after the ordeal in Patricius and the White Titian." Foreigner of London, or Dorian Grey sips, sensing the Chaldeans traveling through the Dimensional Plane. "Well, this Dimension is a perfect place to buy me more time to prepare my contingent plan. Unlike the Branches that connect and branch out like a tree."

"It's like a spider web with the same events in every timeline." Dorian looks behind him, a black-haired man in regal clothing and a blue regal cape stood behind him. "Ruler of Brooklyn, tell me your purpose here?" He asked the Servant he Summoned.

The Ruler Servant looks at his master, answering him. "To distract the Chaldeans from following you to your Dimension with this Holy Grail War." The black-haired Man spoke, "And also to facilitate this Holy Grail War."

"That's right," Dorian smiles, looking at the City filled with People filled with desires. He took out a broken Grail in his hand, "A World where it never experiences a Holy Grail War nor needs Heroic Spirits to save itself and yet there's still Mystics around."

Dorian laughs menacingly, lifting his glass in the air. "HA! I wonder how the World will react to this event." The Foreigner laughs,

"One could dream, master." Ruler spoke before gabbing the Holy Grail after his Summoner tossed it to him. "Master?"

Dorian walks over to the edge, opening a Portal through the Dimensional Plane. "Well, I'll leave this World to you. Remember to keep them distracted for me," The Foreigner left the scene, leaving the Dimension to his Servant.

"Don't worry, master." Ruler of Brooklyn walks to the edge of the Skyscraper, holding the Holy Grail in his hand. "I intend to complete the task you have set out for me." He held up the Holy Grail in the air, activating the dormant Magical Energy.

"Here is my plea, Holy Grail. I am the facilitator of this World's First ever Holy Grail War!" Ruler of Brooklyn announced the Grail responded to the Facilitator's power.

The Grail gathered the Mystics around the City before disbursing them throughout the City. "Now, find your chosen masters!" Ruler of Brooklyn watched as the Magical Energy searched for the masters.

"SHIT!" A brown-haired man wearing a green striped shirt punches a brick Wall. "Damn you Spiderman, you always ruin everything! Only if…only if I have more power then I will beat you to a pulp!" Flint Marko or Sandman huffs before hearing sirens heading towards his way.

He looks to the exit of the alleyway, cursing to himself at the Police coming. "Damnit all," The Criminal quickly went into an abandoned Building, shutting the doors.

The sirens were right outside of the Building, Flint growls at the Cops nearby. "Shit, they're coming, I can always beat them with my powers but now they have something to counter them." He said to himself, not liking how his situation was.

Flint heard the Cops coming to the stairs, readying himself for the onslaught. "Well, better die fighting than surrendering-"

"My, my, is that really your plan?" The Villian turns around, seeing a Woman with white hair and grey eyes in a rather strange black and white frilly outfit. Within her hair were skull patterns and also present in her shoes too. "Just going to brute strength it? That isn't fun at all…" She pouts at him as she sits on crates.

The brown-haired Man didn't hear anyone entering the Building they were in, in fact, he didn't even see her there when he entered. "W-Who the hell are you? How did you get in here!?" Flint asked,

The Woman giggles, giving off a creepy vibe. "Hehehe, you are funny. I like it." She leaps from the crates, inclining her head to him. "I am your Servant; Caster, I heard your cry for help, and I responded." Caster smiles, "So please, tell me what's troubling you…master?"

"M-Master!?" Flint blushed before hearing the doors burst.

"Freeze!" Policemen and Women surround the Villian, holding their Pistol at him. "Flint Marko, you are surrounded, come quietly or we won't shoot." The Police Man ordered him.

"Like hell I-"

Caster frowns, looking at the Police. "Aw…can you leave us? I have something rather interesting to talk to master here." She walks over to the Authorities while twirling her Umbrella.

Flint looks at the Woman, his eyes widening how nonchalantly she approaches the Cops. "Hey! What the hell are you doing!?" He asked the Caster Servant. "They're cops!"

"Don't move, I don't know who you are but if you associate yourself with the Sandman then we have no choice but-" The Policeman fell silent, his head rolling over on the ground as his fellow Police were stunned by what just occurred.

"W-What just…"

"Happened…?" Everyone was stunned, seeing their Leader's head on the ground.

They all heard the Servant laughing at the Death of their Leader. "What an exhilarating experience!" Caster exclaims, raising her Umbrella in the air. "Ah, it's been so long since I felt this excited!"

The Police turned their attention back to the Servant. "Stand down or-" Soon more of the Police were killed by some tentacle Monsters, leaving Flint in awe at how this Caster was taking out the Cops one by one without breaking a sweat.

"Ahahahah!" Caster laughs at the mass murder of Policemen and Women before turning around to her master. "Is that sufficient enough master?"

"Y-You just…killed every Cop that was just here…" Flint lets out a light chuckle before bursting into laughter. "That was badass!"

The Caster gleefully jumps and celebrates. "Ahaha, master you're so kind!" She cheered, clapping her hand. "Now that you have seen my power, shall we make the Contract official?"

"So you want to team up then? Alright, I could use someone like you to help me out." The Villian smiles, not caring about the little details. Three red sigils appeared on his hand, a diamond, and two wisps of sand on its sides.

Caster grins, walking over to him. "Of course, I'll help you out, master, and in return let me tell you about the Holy Grail War we're in." The Servant said, raising her finger.

Flint was now interested in what his Servant said. "A Holy Grail War…I'm listening…"

The Vault

In a Power dampening Cell, a Man trapped in a green suit sat on his bed cursing his life. "Damnit all…" He growls, remembering what happened to cause his life to be like this.

The time when Spiderman branded him as a Villian and how he was humiliated by him. "Spiderman…when I get my hands on you, you're a dead man." Maxwell Fillon, aka Electro, swears to take his revenge on what the Spider freak has done to him.

Suddenly he felt pain in his hands, "GAH! W-WHAT IS THIS-" Three red bolts of Lighting appeared on his hand,

Then a red circle appeared beneath him, causing an explosion that burst through the Vault's wall.

Max huffs, gazing up at the escape window that opened for him. "W-W-Did I do this?" He asked himself before chuckling to himself. "I didn't know that I have that much power."

"No, it's me." The green-suited man turns around, seeing a long brown-haired and brown-eyed man, wearing what seems to be a lion-pellet ripped pants, brown boots, and a chain hanging down his waist. "This room is too small for the likes of me, so I made some."

Electro got up, hearing the alarms within the Halls of the Vault. "The hell-how did you get in here?" He asked the Man who appeared.

The Man chuckles, crossing his arms. "Servant, Berserker. I answered your Summons, master." The Servant introduced himself to the one who Summoned him.

"Berserker? Alright Berserker, why did you call me your master?" Max asked the Servant.

"Because you Summoned me, get your head together man!" Berserker scolded his Summoner before getting to the point. "Anyways, you want to get out of here? I heard your voice, and you wanted revenge on someone, right? I can help you there,"

Max thought for a moment, skeptical about this Man calling him his master. He then heard the Security Guards coming over to his Cell. "Better make your mind, master. Your captors will be here any moment and I'll abandon you and look for a new master for a chance to get my wish."

The Villian clicked his tongue, then he caught the part of a wish. "What is this wish you're talking about?" Max asked,

"There's a war, known as the Holy Grail War. Seven Servants and masters fight for a chance to win a wish." Berserker explains what the wish part is.

'A-A wish? If there's a chance to get a wish in this Holy Grail War, then I can—' Max looks up at the Man who called himself his Servant. "Alright, let's go win this Holy Grail War!"

Berserker grins, seeing the determination in his master. "I like your determination, master!"

The Cell door opened, letting the Security Guards enter the Cell. "What's going on her-Electro has escaped! Inform the Station and the Mayor!" The Guard ordered the others.

Across the City, the Holy Grail has chosen the participants in the First ever Holy Grail War in this Dimension. A Battle for the Grail that was not supposed to exist.

The Osborn Penthouse

A red-haired Teen sat down in his Family's Penthouse, staring at the portrait of his Father. "Dad…" Harry Osborn, Son of Norman Osborn and heir of OsCorp Industry said to himself.

He stood up, walking to the portrait of his Father. Harry growls, thinking of Spiderman, the supposed Superhero who killed his Father, "AGGGHHHH!" He punches the wall, not caring that he made his knuckles bleed.

Then, his eyes gaze over his hand, "Heh,"

He smiles, seeing the red markings of a Jack-o-Lantern on his hand. "Rider…you say that this Holy Grail War gives you a chance to get your Wish granted?" Harry asked the Servant that appeared before him earlier this evening.

Harry's shadow morphs into a cloaked shadowy figure. It stands behind him, looming over his shoulders, like a spider on a wall ready to pounce on its prey "…"

The young Teen looks up at his Father's portrait, "And does this wish grant anything? Like bringing someone back from the dead?" Harry asked, waiting for an answer from his Servant.

"…" The Rider nodded, mentally answering his master.

"I see, heh…hahahaha!" The Teen master laughs, placing his hand over his face. "A chance to bring my Dad back to life! AHAHAHAH! I'M ALL FOR IT, " Harry laughs, getting up from the couch and looking at his Servant.

"All we have to do is to kill the other masters and Servants to my wish!" Harry laughs before looking at the Cityscape outside his Penthouse. "Watch out Spiderman, I'm coming for you."

The Rider grew in size, spreading a dark aura and causing all the plants to wither away and die.

Sanctum Sanctorum

The Sanctum Sanctorum is one of many places of Mystics and where this World's version of the Mages Association called the Masters of the Mystic Arts are stationed.

At the very center of the Sanctum Sanctorum, a Man with black hair and strands of grey on his sideburns meditates while floating with the help of his red cape.

His eyes widen, foreseeing a vision of something spreading across the City causing mass Death for all. Not only that, but he sensed something that should never happen on this side of the Multiverse. "The stench of Death, Servants, a Holy Grail War…"

A loud crash echoes across the Sanctum. An Asian Man dropped a vase, hearing what the Sorcerer Supreme said. "Tell me you're joking, Steven."

"Do I look like I'm joking, Wong?" Dr. Steven Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme and one of a few who knew of a Holy Grail War is. "I never joke about serious things,"

"You're right, but you're sure? A Holy Grail War is impossible considering the World doesn't require Heroic Spirits anymore." Wong said, cleaning up the mess he made. "With the Asgardians, the Sorcerers, and the Avengers among others; it's impossible for them to be called."

Steven agrees, the only reference to a Holy Grail War was just notes from the First Sorcerer Supreme. He was about to speak when he sensed something walking through the Dimensional Plane.

"Oh, I wouldn't say impossible. An outsider element has entered the equation, promoting the World to call forth Heroes once more." The two frown, turning around to a familiar sight. "Though, under the guise of a Grail War."

Steven frowns, greeting another outsider at their side of the Dimensional Plane. "What an honor to meet the Kaleidoscope himself, Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg." The Sorcerer Supreme greeted the Dead Apostle coming out of his own little tear in the Multiverse. "What brings you here in our side of the Universe,"

Wong steps to the side, standing with Steven as the Dead Apostle made his way over. "My Apprentice is currently traveling through the Dimensional Plane as we speak. He's searching for a Rouge Servant that caused a bit of trouble with the White Titan a few Branches back."

"T-The White Titan," Steven's eyes widen before shaking his head. "So this Rouge Servant is causing trouble in the Multiverse and that trouble came to our side."

"Where can we find this Servant, you speak of?" Wong asked,

Zelretch shrugs, unsure where to find him. "Who knows, for all I know is that he might be off to another Dimension right now. But that's a problem my Apprentice has to solve, not ours." The Dead Apostle stated, getting to the reason why he was here. "The real problem is when what this Rouge Servant caused here."

"My Apprentice might need a bit of help maneuvering in your World," Zelretch informed the Sorcerers.

Steven looked at Wong and Wong looks at Steven, "Curious, why is your Apprentice coming here,"

The Dead Apostle smiles, "Because, my Apprentice is known for his exploits in saving Humanity and the World countless times, Humanity's final master." Zelretch explains the Masters of Mystics. "A master chosen by both the World and Humanity to protect them."

The Sorcerer Supreme nodded, a bit surprised that Gaia and Alaya had chosen a master to serve their will. Seeing this as a chance to take control and ensure this Frist Grail War won't end in tragedy. "Very well, how can we help him?" Steven asked.

"Just provide him a Base of Operation and something to replenish his Mana and all should be good from there on out." Zelretch turns around, opening a Portal back to his Universe. "Oh, one more thing…"

"What is it?" Wong asked the Dead Apostle, wondering what he needs now.

"My Apprentice has a knack of…breaking traditional Grail Wars. So be prepared." Zelretch returns to his Dimension, leaving the Sorcerers to deal with the situation.

Once Zelretch left their Dimension, Steven turns around and walked back to the window. "Steven, where are you going?" Wong asked, looking at the Sorcerer Supreme going off to do something.

Steven turns around to Wong, answering his question. "Simple, to prepare for Zelretch's Apprentice's arrival and also prepare myself to be the Overseer of this Grail War." The Sorcerer Supreme said, using his Magic to see what was happening in New York.

He sensed five Spirit Origins currently manifested in New York, "Five Servants and masters made their debut. Now two more slots are still open, I assume one of them is going to be Zelretch's Apprentice." Steven informed Wong of the beginning stage of the First Grail War in their Universe.

Wong approaches Steven, seeing the Spirit Origins of said Servants. "So who's the last master?"

20 Ingram St., Forest Hills, Queens

A Spider-themed Superhero climbed through the window of a House in a peaceful neighborhood. He removes his mask, giving out a deep sigh. "Ah, another day of keeping the City safe. Though, I'm surprised that there aren't any major hitters out there." The brown-haired teen yawns,

Peter Parker, a young Man who was bitten by a radioactive Spider gave him powers similar to a Spider. Climbing walls, agility, superhuman strength, and a sixth sense to sense danger.

With the powers given to him, he used them to save People and protect his City as their friendly neighborhood Spiderman.

After changing, Peter lay down on his bed, placing his hands over his head. He frowns, and can't help but think of his friend, Harry. "Harry…it's been at least a month since his Father's funeral. " Peter slowly closes his eyes as he drifts to sleep, letting his body go limp. "I hope he's okay…"

The brown-haired Hero fell asleep, unknowing what was happening in the City.

A few hours into his sleep, a sudden jolt in his hand woke him up. "GAH!" Peter jumps out of bed, grabbing his right hand. "M-My hand…i-it's like it's on fire!" He said in pain, gritting his teeth.

Suddenly, three red marks appeared on the spot where that radioactive Spider bit him. The marks took the shape of his Spider logo, "W-W-Where d-did that c-come-"

Then a bright light burst underneath him, materializing someone before him.

Peter opened his eyes; his room was filled with smoke as the moonlight shined through his window. Then he saw a female figure that came from nowhere was standing in the middle of his room,

She has blue hair tied in a rat tail, and two stands of hair hanging down her face. She has a pale complexion that shines in the moonlight and seafoam green eyes. She wore a little pendant crown on her head and her clothing spoke of a foreign land.

A short blue dress with a white skirt flowing to the left side of her body. Brown heel boots that reach to her thighs and a silver bow in her other hand.

"W-What…the…" Peter was at a loss for words, unable to comprehend what was happening.

The woman looks down at Peter, seeing the Command Seals on his hand. "I am Archer." She looks at Peter in the eyes. "I ask of you; are you worthy to be…"

"My master?"

AN: How do you like it? Please leave a comment or review. There will be three Servants Ritsuka one he met in the Anomalies and the other from the Storm Border. the last one will be Summon with the help of Doctor Strange. Choose one Servant for the second companion.

Archimedes

Grigori Rasputin

Mochizuki Chiyome

Sen no Rikyu

Asvatthaman

Cu Chulainn