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It's My Birthday~!
Eh, well it is as I write this Author's Note.
Semantics!
I'm back at it again!
I was honestly surprised by the positive reception this got! Almost universally pleasant at that! Now let's answer some questions, shall we? And since SOME people are getting uppity about my long author's notes, I'm going to cut this one short and only answer FOUR questions this time around.
Q: Does Naruto possess a Noble Phantasm?
A: More than one, actually, given his present alignment and they're not to be trifled with. Also.
NO the Rasenshuriken's not one of them! He can use that on his own!
Q: What is Naruto's Class?
A: Caster THIS TIME around, but he's not as squishy as you'd think. I dare say he's got a dual class like Semiramis. Caster and...? Well, it oughta be obvious...
Q: Where's Kurama?
A: As to whether Naruto can utilize Kurama's power, well, you'll see.
Q: Can't you make this a harem? Those are your best stories!
A: Well, the pairing's NarutoxRin and I honestly don't see a chance to change that, unless someone can convince me. Saber and Sakura would honestly care more for Shirou, and I don't see Rider turning her coat anytime soon. And Ilya...hmm. We'll see. Furthermore, I feel making this a harem would visibly detract from the story; that is two broken individuals trying to find common ground in a war that neither is prepared for.
And another note, Bazett is presently still Lancer's master, because FUCK Kirei.
With a rusty hammer, you ask?
More like A THOUSAND RUSTY HAMMERS!
It also provides more variety as she so seldom lives.
There.
Now, I proudly present...
...A Ninja's War!
"Look, just call me Naruto, alright?"
"Eh? Why?"
"Sounds better than Caster."
"Fine. Naruto, then. About your Noble Phantasm-
"I won't use it."
"I beg your pardon?"
...only if you want your enemies to see hell."
"What are you, the devil?"
"RIN!"
~?
A Leaf in the Wind
Rin was not happy.
Nay, to say Tohsaka wasn't amused would be an understatement of the grandest order; for what she felt at this moment went far beyond mere annoyance. She was well past the white-hot magma of rage that had once consumed her. Now she found herself locked into glacial fury, cold and exacting. Why? Because she had failed. An intimate, hidden part of her instinctively recoiled at the notion-but it was true. Not only had she failed to summon the Saber she had so aspired toward, but she'd also drawn possibly the worst card for this war. Especially given her talents. Of all the classes she could had summoned-of all the myriad possibilities-she'd gotten herself saddled with one of the most troublesome!
A Caster.
She'd summoned a Caster-in theory a glass cannon-as her servant. Not a front line fighter. His talents likely mirrored hers, which meant a direct confrontation with another Servant was absolutely out of the question. Nor could she force him to leave-short of using all her Command Seals-nay, she couldn't even afford to rid herself of him for fear of bringing the rest of the War down on her head.
In short?
Rin was pissed.
Worse, she couldn't foist the blame off on anyone else. No, this mishap was hers and hers alone. She had been at fault for failing to realize the clocks were an hour ahead. She had failed to realize her error in judgement. She had summoned this surly servant. She and she alone was at fault here. She knew that. Accepted it. Owned it. She had only herself to blame, and she loathed herself for such a slip.
'Why? Why, why, WHY did I summon a Caster?!'
Even now her shoulders physically shook in an effort to contain herself as she took in the sight before her.
Because said Caster was currently gorging himself on ramen.
That, and draining her wallet.
With great slurping sounds Naruto all but inhaled the food set out before him, bowl after bowl of broth vanishing down his gullet in the blink of an eye. Whenever one finished he pounced on the next, devouring it with an almost bestial gusto. Rin was sorely beginning to regret taking him out at all; but going to a convenience store alone with a war on was out of the question. In the end she'd forced him to calm down and dragged him here to this restaurant. She'd also managed to wring a promise out of him in return: he wasn't to run off while they were outside the manor. And remarkably, he hadn't.
Yet.
Loathe as she was to admit it, the changes of clothes suited Caster.
Somewhere in between the time she'd taken him out and now, he'd inexplicably repaired his outfit and procured himself a new cloak as well. Whether he'd stolen it from her father's things-unlikely?-or simply summoned it himself, she had to admit the color suited him. She simply couldn't understand it. A Hokage's cloak? As in Fire Shadow? Just what manner of cloak was it meant to be? Thrown over her his open jacket, it lent him a strange air of regal charm, if such a thing existed. Almost, but not quite. Rin remembered the brutish side of him she'd seen all too well and refused to believe otherwise-until her Servant made her.
With his hair clean and his face cleansed of grime, he looked downright striking.
Now if only her Servant would stop making a complete and absolute pig of himself...!
"Do you have to eat like that?" she hissed quietly, keening aware of the attention he was drawing from other patrons.
"Sorry!" came the muffled retort as the blond dug into his umpteenth bowl. "I'm starving!"
She'd gathered as much already, but his dismissal rankled her all the same.
"I was under the impression that Servants didn't need to eat."
"Guess I'm an exception to the rule, Rin-chan."
"Must you call me that?"
"Yes. I must."
"Aaaargh!"
From what she'd managed to glean of his past, Naruto was indeed a bona fide Heroic Spirit. And a rather old one at that. Downright ancient even. The words had come haltingly at first, but with time-and copious amounts of food-he'd told her his story. By his own account he'd single-handedly slain a goddess and saved the world from complete annihilation-at the cost of his own life. A noble sacrifice, to be sure. Rin knew of only a handful of heroes so committed to their cause; few indeed were those brave souls who willingly marched to the slaughter just to take their enemy down with them. Truly a noteworthy feat to be sure, but his manners left much to be desired. Watching Naruto ravage his meal like a starving mongrel, Tohsaka found it hard to believe that this bedraggled vagabond could save anyone much less himself.
There was another tiiiiiiny problem.
Judging by his utter unfamiliarity with just about everything, this was his first Holy Grail War.
Such misfortune!
Honestly, it was enough to drive her mad!
Almost despairing her cause as lost, she channeled prana to her eyes and risked a glance at his status.
Once again she found herself baffled by the enigma known as Uzumaki Naruto.
...what.'
His stats...they were absurd. Everything was ranked A or higher. And his mana...! What kind of rank was that?! She couldn't even read it! There was something else she noticed, as well. A faint red aura seemed to coat his body like a second skin, visible only now that she channeled energy to her eyes. It looked almost...alive. The longer she looked, the more certain she became. There was certainly something there. But what? The faint gold and crimson aura seemed harmless enough, yet here her instincts betrayed her. It felt wrong. As though it were aware. No, not it. They.
As she looked on, Caster's aura flowed upward, assuming the likeness of nine independent creatures.
They did not look pleased to see her. No, not in the least.
Rin suddenly found she couldn't breathe.
The very sight of these ancient beasts stole her breath away in a heartbeat; a crushing fist of fear wrapping long icy fingers around her heart and squeezed viciously. All she'd seen, all she knew, all of it paled in the face of this entity. This...this was death. Chaos. Madness. Destruction incarnate. And it saw her. She stared into the abyss and the abyss stared back the sight of it reducing her to a quivering wreck. She felt infinitely small before them, a tiny speck of dirt compared to the vastness of the power towering over her. Still the grew, towering over her. No, this went beyond magic, this was...was...
A flaming eye abruptly burst open, its pupil swiveling towards her.
'Stop!' her mind railed at her. 'Stop looking, you idiot!'
She couldn't.
Its owner, a looming vulpine creature with red fur, saw her and leaned forward.
The creature's mouth split in a toothy grin.
"What do we have here?"
It saw her.
It.
Saw.
HER?!
"YEEEEK!"
Yelping, she severed the connection and leaped out of her seat.
Of course, this had the unfortunate side effect of upending the table and sending Naruto's meal flying in absolutely every direction. Rin scarcely noticed the mess she'd inadvertently created. Nor did she care. The sight of that thing rendered her a trembling mess; it took all of her strength just to cling to her sanity and not be reduced to a gibbering mess by what she'd witnessed. Even now her heart hammered in her ears in frantic clarity, like the drums of a great hunt out for blood. Her blood. In short, rational thought was very much a secondary concern at the moment!
"Oh, dear." over the hammering of her heart and her own short breathing, the magus heard her servant sigh. "You saw them, didn't you?"
Them?!
Just what kind of monster had she summoned?!
Did he house those...those things?!
"What...are you?!"
Her Servant favored her with a sad smile.
"You already know who I am, Rin-chan. Oi! Waitress! We're leaving!" With a great guffaw, the blond deposited his unfinished bowl upon the floor on the table and beckoned the waitress in question over to them. When she approached to ask for the check he waved his hand before her face in a swift horizontal slant. The motion carried with it the faintest touch of his prana, nearly invisible to the naked eye as it settled around its unsuspecting target. A distant, almost glazed expression overtook her features when next he spoke:
"We do not need to pay." the blond instructed curtly.
For a moment, she looked ready to protest.
Then, incredibly, she bobbed her head.
"You...do not need to pay."
"Its on the house."
"On the house." the girl parroted numbly.
Naruto beamed.
"Good girl. Now, then! Off we go...!"
Then without further preamble, he rounded on Rin. Strong arms wrapped around her quivering frame with infinite care, gently yet firmly lifting her from her seat. Laying her head against his chest. A strong, steady heart beat resounded in her ears and despite the trauma she'd only just endured, Rin colored. Why was her holding her like this?! Was this the infamous princess carry?! Stunned as she was, she sputtered and kicked her legs, but her token resistance which was easily overcome by her Servant's grasp. Humming softly to himself, the reborn shinobi sauntered outside.
"H-Hey! What are you-?!"
"Shut up and accept my generosity."
With that, he gathered his legs beneath them and leaped.
This time around, Rin's shriek was entirely of her own volition.
"What are you dooooooooooooing?!"
Whatever reply her Servant gave was swallowed up by the wind. Instinct took over; the Tohsaka heiress buried her head in Naruto's chest and threw both her arms around Naruto's neck to hold on for dear life, fearing she might somehow be swept away in the gale. Don't look down, don't look down, don't look, oh dear God above why did I look?! Despite her best efforts to remain otherwise curiosity almost immediately got the better of Rin and she found herself risking a glance. What she saw there made her regret that very decision.
Instantly.
Regret.
It.
The ground was so far as to be unrecognizable below them, Fuyuki rendered little more than a stained blur. Even now the momentum of Naruto's leap was still carrying them forward with such intensity that it physically stung her eyes to look at it. In the end, she found herself forced to avert her stinging eyes lest she go blind. Somehow, the prospect of not seeing where they were going was even more terrifying. Even then, the vague sensation of slowly falling did little to settle her rattled nerves.
"Huh." a low rumble reverberated through Naruto's chest into her ears. "I didn't mean to jump this far. Looks like I was brought back at my peak-no, more than that."
Dark blue eyes settled on her.
"You've got some explaining to do, missy."
Something in his tone brooked no argument.
"Fine, fine! I said alright! Can we just land please?!"
"As you wish."
As though waiting for that very moment the air around them lurched and their controlled fall turned into a meteoric descent. This time, Rin daren't look, if only for fear of seeing the ground rush up to greet them. Her poor heart could only take so much shock in one night! Still, she felt the landing all the same, sensed the earth buckling beneath them as her Servant bent his legs and absorbed the force of their crash through his knees. A soft grunt of annoyance informed her that they'd arrived at their destination.
"This'll do." he declared.
Settling neatly into a crouch, her Servant deposited her upon a nearby bench.
Wait.
Bench?
Blinking away the tears, Rin realized they'd landed in an abandoned park-thank god!-with no passerby to be seen. Rather fitting all things considered; she would've been hard-pressed to conceal a landing like that. Naruto for his part, didn't seem to care. That carefree gleam had left his eyes, replaced by tempered steel. If she didn't know better, she'd say her Servant was displeased with her.
"Now," he began, glowering at her intently, "I have just one question."
Oh, spirits above. He was angry with her, wasn't he?
...and that would be?" Rin posited weakly.
Her Servant turned his gaze on her.
"What is the Holy Grail War?"
So she told him.
She told him all she knew.
In hushed tones, she explained everything she knew to her erstwhile Servant. The Holy Grail War. It purpose. The Servants. Everything. Caster didn't question her; rather, he merely folded his arms before his chest and listened intently. No questions were asked, no demands levied, no challenges issued. For all his brash and bluster earlier, the blond proved himself a remarkable listener when he wanted to. It was the wish that captured his attention, however. She could see it in his eyes. Pain. Need. An unutterable longing to correct his past mistake. For redemption. Rin suspected as much. Any Heroic Spirit would jump at such a chance and Naruto was certainly no exception. To have their greatest desires granted them was a tempting prize even for a magus.
And in the end, Naruto surprised her once again.
"I guess that make sense." he began slowly, nodding as she tucked her knees into her chest. "It explains why I know so much about this era and why I feel connected to you. So, basically this is a war and there's a wish, meaning I have to kill my-our-enemies to get it. I've been summoned as Caster this time around due to my...unique skill set. Correct? And," his eyes lingered on her hand with frightful intensity, "You can only compel me against my will three times. How am I doing so far?"
...that's oddly cold, coming from you."
"Is it?" Again the gaze of a warrior, masquerading as a fool. "I won't be held responsible if you order me to do anything cruel."
Her pride prickled at the unspoken jab.
"Just who do you take me for?!"
"A good person, hopefully." the blond chided her lightly, a stray smile breaking through his stony facade. "Who knows? Then again, I've been wrong before." Just like that his brief bout of mirth vanished, hidden behind a painful memory. Why? Did he he expect her to betray him? For all his talk of war, Caster was entirely too paranoid for his own good. She had no intention of upending her one and only chance to win this war.
Perhaps Naruto sensed as much.
Perhaps he didn't care.
It mattered not.
"And the other servants...?"
"What about them?" Again that blank stare, utterly devoid of emotion. "The others are strangers to me. Enemies. If they surrender, great. If not...well...I'll try to make their deaths quick. Its the least I can do."
"Do you have a wish?"
Rin regretted it immediately.
A spark of anger ignited deep inside those azure eyes, burning them red. For a terrible hearts-topping moment moment she feared he might actually attack at her. But that stubborn Tohsaka pride reared its head and she stood-rather, sat-her ground and didn't budge. In the end, it was Naruto who yielded, turning his gaze away with an irritated snort.
"I screwed up." he relented in the end. "If I can go back to the moment where it all went wrong, then maybe...
His words trailed away and he said no more of it.
Instead, he deflected it back on her.
"Do you?"
A thousand petty thoughts sprang to the forefront of Rin's mind. She could bring Father back! Or...or...! No. Ruthlessly she tamped them down.
"I don't have one." she lied. "I just want to get to Akasha."
"Bless you."
"No, Caster! you dolt! Akasha is-hey?!"
"Let me stop you right there." the blond interjected, poking her nose with a lone finger. "Just call me Naruto, alright? This Caster stuff...I don't like it."
"Eh? Why?"
"Because."
"Fine. Naruto, then. Now, about your Noble Phantasm-
"I won't use them."
'Them?!'
Servants were seldom known for possessing more than one Noble Phantasm, but the offhand way in which he'd dismissed her suggested otherwise. Indeed, Noble Phantasm were powerful armaments made using the imagination of humans as their core, and weapons or abilities owned by Heroic Spirits. Said to be the trump card of those superior beings, they were held to be the embodiment of the ultimate mysteries of a hero that symbolizes one's existence through historical facts and anecdotes. They could be...well, anything really. That Naruto outright refused to use his was somewhat...troubling.
"I beg your pardon?"
"I'll only use one...
The ninja tilted his head, and for a moment, reality shifted.
...if you want your enemies to experience hell."
In that instant Rin glimpsed another world.
She saw five stone faces; a mighty village overflowing with warriors innumerable, faces young and old alike. Here, a woman with flaming red hair the color of blood. There, a warrior with mismatching eyes. And others. So many others. They saw her. Some even waved. Yet she felt no fear. By contrast to his bloodthirsty aura this felt...peaceful. As though she were coming home from a long trip abroad. The sight of them stirred a strange longing in her. Never in her life had she needed something so much and never known until she received it. She wanted to meet them. Unbidden her right hand stretched out towards them...
...and reality reasserted itself with a vengeance.
"Ho?" Naruto arched an eyebrow. "You actually got a glimpse of it."
'What was that? A reality marble? Or...
"Part of my world, yes." the blond replied with a wistful expression. "Well, it used to be."
"What are you, the devil?"
"RIN!"
Another crack appeared in the blond's stony facade as favored her with a small smile.
"Trust me, the devil's got nothing on...oh, balls to it!"
She wasn't expecting him to bend the knee.
"What are you...?"
"If I'm gonna get involved in another war, then we're gonna do this shit right." he groused, rapping his staff against the ground. "My name is Uzumaki Naruto of the Hidden Leaf! As your Servant, I so swear!" His sudden earnest behavior startled Rin; there was almost something childlike about his laughter. "Your will is my will! My weapons are your weapons. Your desires, mine. I will protect you until my dying breath. You have my word. And I never go back on my word. This promise, my nindo, shall bind me until the end of this war, or 'till death do us part."
"Nindo?"
A small, ghostly smiled adorned his face.
"Another time, another life-
His vacant expression abruptly sharpened.
"Move!"
Everything happened all at once; a shadow fell over her in the same instant that a howling gale of air burst from Naruto's palm. The latter carried Rin away on unseen feet-then her servant vanished in an explosion of dirt and blood. Ruptured soil flew in every direction, blasted outward by the sheer force behind the blow. Tumbling backwards against the wind, the magus scrambled to her feet just in time to witness a second blow rain down where Naruto had been standing. Dismayed she cried out, fearing Caster had been rendered a bloody pulp by their attacker. Only one thing could have struck so swiftly.
Another Servant?!
"Aw," a child's voice sighed from within the smoke. "You're not Onii-chan."
"I am not." Naruto answered, a rare thread of anger weaving itself into his words. "Really, I'm flattered."
"Oh, well." she sighed. "I suppose you'll do for now."
"Great. Now GET! OFF!"
"Berserker!"
"RASENGAN!"
An explosion of golden light blew the smoke away, punctuated by a furious snarl.
A heartbeat later, Naruto flickered back to her side with a breeze.
"Tch. He's pretty quick...
"You're bleeding." she realized with a start. Indeed, a thin red line trailed down the blond's scalp and into his right eye. He didn't look frightened; far from it, his eyes held an almost euphoric gleam to it. Absurd. She knew on some level that certain Servants were battle maniacs, but Naruto couldn't possibly be one of them...
...could he?
"Just a flesh wound." Caster muttered, looking past her. "Bastard caught me by surprise, that's all. So that's a Servant...can't believe he survived that."
Only then did Rin behold the Master and their pawn.
The latter was a great giant of a man; madness personified. Mismatching eyes of gold and red settling upon them, the great goliath loomed over all. Teeming with strength, bristling with power, the giant gazed down upon them in silent scorn. She couldn't think of anything else to call him other than large. This was no Lancer, certainly not Archer, and it couldn't be Assassin. Not likely a Rider, either. Nor Caster, for that class was firmly filled by Naruto. The Saber Class was possible going by the great ax-like weapon he wielded, but no, the feral glint in his gaze told her all she needed to know.
'Of all the...!'
"Allow me to introduce myself." By comparison, the titan's Master was a tiny little thing; a mere slip of girl decked out in purple furs from head to toe. Even now, she bowed to them. A cherubic face framed by white hair, her striking red eyes were both cold and cruel. She could've been a child. Assuming such would've been a mistake. "I am Illyasveil von Einzbern. This is my Servant, Berserker. Careful," she beamed. "He might drive you insane."
Berserker.
Just what abomination had the Einzberns summoned for this war?
Grimacing, she turned to face Caster-Naruto!-in the vain hope that he thought otherwise. She could see the faint scorch mark where Naruto's technique had impacted against the brute's stomach; even now it was healing, torn tissues slithering shut to reveal stone-grey flesh once more. What kind of Noble Phantasm was that?
"Please tell me you can hurt him."
Naruto's expression turned contemplative.
"Pretty sure I can. How much Prana are you willing to give up?"
"Plenty." She shifted ever so slightly, allowing him to take the lead. "Just don't kill me."
"Good to know. But first...
The sudden gleam in his eyes sent a cold shiver racing down Rin's spine.
"Illya, was it? You should leave." he tapped the ground with his staff for emphasis. "I don't like killing kids. I'll only say this once. Walk away."
Needless to say, the Einzbern took exception to that remark.
Red eyes narrowed to slits.
"Excuse me?"
Naruto had no way of knowing he'd just insulted her; indeed, how could he? He knew nothing of Illya. He didn't realize he'd inadvertently mocked both her age and her resolve in one fell swoop. How was he to know any of this? Illya, meanwhile, was positively livid. How dare he! Who did he think he was?! All her strength, all her resolved, belittled by this...this...this buffoon?! She'd show him! She'd show them all! Anyone who dared to mock her would meet a fate worse than death! Complete and utter despair!
Infuriated, she flicked two fingers towards them.
"Berserker, kill the girl first!"
Berserker required no further prodding.
In a single bound, he was upon Rin.
His bladed arced back.
Swung at her.
Too fast!
Despite her best efforts, the magus froze. She saw the towering sword swing towards her throat and knew at once she wouldn't be able to stop it in time. No amount of jewels or prana on her part possibly could. This was death. Even as she bolted backwards she knew she wouldn't make it. The muffled displacement of air signaled Naruto's abrupt departure from her side. He was moving-but so slowly-swinging his frail-looking staff forward in a vain attempt to deflect the great cleaver about to take her life. Even then she feared he wouldn't possibly make it. Already she could see the weapon complete its devastating arc, imagine it tearing through flesh and bone and oh damnit-
"Rin!"
CLANG!
A terrible shockwave ripped through Tohsaka's body accompanied by a plume of cloying smoke. But there was no pain. Nothing at all, save the hammering of her heart. Instinct sent her skittering back regardless all the same, hands frantically patting herself down. Arms? Check. Legs? Check. Head? Check. Somehow remarkably intact despite what should've been her untimely end, her mind flailed for answers. In the end she had but to look up to realize what had transpired.
Naruto.
Her Servant stood between her and the demigod, his ringed staff raised in stubborn defiance of the enemy's overwhelming strength.
Intercepting the blow.
Blocking the sword.
Protecting her.
"Oi." a low growl trailed between his teeth. "I felt that."
Not only had the weapon withstood the sword, it appeared to be winning this clash of wills. As she looked on the blond twsited his arm down and to the side, causing Berserker's sword to crash past and trap itself against the soil beneath them. A sandalled foot stomped down, trapping the axe deeply in the dirt. Pinned by the weight of the weapon, the giant tugged furiously in an attempt to extricate its favored weapon. Too late, the beast decided to release its grip and strike out with its limbs, only for its prey to flow nimbly around its fist.
Exhaling, Naruto raised his free hand.
Placed it upon Berserker's chest.
Quietly, uttered two words.
"Shinra Tensei."
An invisible fist descended from the heavens to bat Berserker away as though he weighed no more than a child; the hand of an angry god come down from on high to smite him in recompense for his temerity. Impossibly, the giant landed a blow of his own in even as he tumbled away, slamming the edge of his blade into the blond's side with bonecrushing force. Naruto grunted in surprised but stoically accepted the wound, lunging after the flailing Servant before the beast had a chance to recover.
Snarling the blond bore back in, driving his staff into the giant's muscled chest.
A lethal blow by all accounts, yet still it again failed to fell Berserker.
"What the hell?! That's twice, now! Why aren't you dead, man?!"
"Ha!" Illya crowed. "What a stupid Caster! You can't kill him!"
Naruto exhaled.
"Oi, now...
It was a long and deep shuddering sigh that wracked his entire body from head to toe; such that Rin found herself physically shrinking backward. When next her comrade raised his gaze, there was no trace of the mercy he had shown Illya mere moments before. What were those eyes? Why were they red? They didn't look human; rather, the cross-shaped pupils resembled that of a beast. Her mind flashed back to the nine creatures she had seen, and part of her quailed. Yes, a beast fit the bill aptly.
An angry, savage creature, who, until moments ago, had done his best to restrain himself.
...I'm a little angry at the moment, Rin. Stand back."
"Wait, what are you going to-
Slitted eyes narrowed.
Turned.
"Berserker, was it?" the blond's voice emerged as a low snarl. "Your master said you were invincible, right? That you can't die, right? Good...
Raising a hand, he began channeling chakra to his palm.
Slowly, inexorably, a keening shriek arose.
...you'll be my punching bag!"
Before she could argue, a column of golden light erupted from her Servant. What was this? A Noble Phantasm? Something else entirely? Whatever it was, it gave the monster pause, his assault stalling as the holy light all but sundered the sky. No, it seemed to envelop the world itself, swallowing up the park. And beyond. Like a great dome reaching out to encompass the entirety of the world, a boundless desire to see everything united in one, singular desire. Blinding in its intensity, even Berserker found himself forced to look away, lest he be blinded.
A lone leaf flickered across Rin's face.
Wait.
She'd seen this...
"Behold!" When next Naruto's voice echoed, it was legion. "Welcome to my world."
Not just his voice but countless others, as if...
Only then did Rin Tohsaka truly see.
Naruto spread his arms wide.
"Welcome to my reality!"
A/N: Yes, I just did that!
Fight continues next chapter!
On another note, there will be alliances in this story of course. Expect the unexpected! I aim to take this story down a different route than most, but the question is which? Hmm. We'll bump into ol' Shirou next chapter, and there'll be a clash of ideologies between him and Naruto for obvious reasons. As well as a few more surprises. I feel I should also state that Shirou DOES summon Saber by this point, albeit offscreen.
I won't name the other Servants, ah, for the night is dark and full of spoilers...
Expect chaos and incredible battles to ensue!
So in the Immortal Words of Atlas...
...Review, Would You Kindly?
And enjoy the up-and-coming previews!
They're rough atm, so don't think too much of them~!
(Previews)
Not for long.
As she looked on, the beast threw caution to the wind and slammed his towering sword into Naruto's body, ripping him from his feet and through a score of trees.
From the ruins a massive golden claw burst from the storm to swat Ilya's servant aside.
Within moments Heracles righted himself, howling in bestial fury.
Locked deep within the rubble, another roar answered him.
"YOU KNOW NOTHING OF MONSTERS HERACLES!"
"I know you're here somewhere, Assassin! Stop hiding!"
The Servant flashed a small, rueful smile.
Then they stepped into the light.
"Long time no see, kid."
Naruto froze.
"No...not you. Why are you here?!"
Naruto's expression bordered dangerously on disgust.
"A hero of justice? Don't make me laugh, kid."
"Even so, I-
"No! You don't! Imbecile! Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead and ask them if honor matters!"
Grunting, Naruto planted his staff into the ground.
With a shuddering sigh, his eyes went white.
"Damn, that's a nice Noble Phantasm...
..LET ME SHOW YOU MINE."
...I think I'm in love."
Rider sputtered wordlessly.
"I beg your pardon?!"
"GAE BOLG!"
Blue eyes bulged.
"Oh, fuck that entirely-
"Give me the girl."
"Go eat a-
"GATE OF BABYLON!"
R&R~!
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