FGO SOL Fanfic

Chaldea's Daily Troubles!

Chapter One: The Largest Dragon

"Phew! It's been a while since we've had a minute Singularity here!" He covered his dark eyes with his hand, looking up to the blue sky. He held his bow next to his waist loosely. The warm air brushed against his bare shoulders, his skin resonating with the heat. He lowered his hand and took a step forward on the hill, gazing at the village below. "What you think, Siegfried?" the archer asked.

Next to the archer stood an armored Saber, his chest glowing with the dragon's mark. He covered the top of his head with his hand as well, trying to get a clear look at the scenery in front of him. "I don't sense the presence of a Holy Grail here," Siegfried responded, lowering his hand. "However, the fact this Singularity exists means that something is amiss. It could be a Shadow Servant, perhaps?"

"Or just a Servant." The archer crouched down at the edge of the hill and squinted. "We've had several of those before. Some from our allies. Most our enemies–"

"Kama."

"Don't let her know you said that."

"Of course not. Do you see anything down there, Arash?"

"Just the people. No dragons or anything. Isn't this somewhere in France? I'm expecting some dragon to appear." Arash stood up and wiped his brow, sighing.

"I think you're confusing the Singularity Orleans with actual france."

"I am? Hm, maybe. Anyways, let's head into the village. Maybe we can gather some information there."

"Let's go." Siegfried laid his hand on Arash's shoulder, then climbed down the hill, Arash trailing closely behind.

As they approached the village, an old man tending to a flower shop noticed them and waved at the Servants. "Hello, foreign travelers," he spoke with a cheerful tone. He laid the last flowerpot on the shelf, then walked up to them. "I haven't seen you two before, and I've never seen anyone dressed so strangely, not to be rude."

Arashed walked up to the man and offered his hand. "Hey there. We came from a far away land, and we were wondering if you noticed anything strange today, maybe something you're not familiar with appearing out of nowhere?"

The man shook Arash's hand while giving a quizzical look. "Well, aside from seeing you two, I haven't really seen anything out of the ordinary. Well, mainly because I don't go out much like I used to. These old bones don't allow me to do much anymore, unfortunately. Maybe if you talk to some of the 'yungings' over there." He let go of Arash's hand and pointed towards a group of men adorned in armor. "They often go out to protect traders. Maybe they can tell you anything."

"Thanks, old man." Arash nodded at him, then gestured for Siegfried to follow. They approached the group of soldiers, who were preparing to travel to the next village. In the center of the group was a trader wearing purple colored clothes, sitting on top of their carriage, who was yelling at the men to get in formation already. Arash waved at them. "Hey there–"

The merchant took notice of them and grinned. "Incredible! You! Adventurers! Come protect me as we head towards the northern village."

Siegfried stepped in front of Arash. "We're simply here for information, good sire. We're not actually adventurers."

"What a blatant lie. Don't act like I can't see your sword and armor. Tch. Fine, if it's information you want, come and protect me, and I will tell you anything you want to know. Is that a good deal?"

Siegfried turned around to face Arash. "What do you think? We could just ask somewhere else."

Arash shrugged "We could, but from what I'm seeing, it doesn't look like the people in this village go out much. If we go with him instead," he nodded towards the merchant, "we could get more information, and also find out more at the next village. Two birds, one stone."

"Mmm, that is a good idea. The man's tone upsets me though. He reminds me of my people."

"Me too, but you know what they say: heroes can never get a proper partner." Arash looked up at the merchant and gave him a smile. "Sure, we'll come with. Do you have an extra seat up there?"

"Seat? You two are walking, like with the rest of them." The merchant pointed towards the group of soldiers that stood beside the carriage.

Arash sighed. "Looks like we're walking."

As the carriage began to move, the two Servants walked close to the front, where the merchant sat and controlled the horses. He glanced at the two Servants and frowned. "What do you two want?"

"You told us that if we came with you, you would give us information," Arash answered.

"Hmph. Fine. What do you need to know, adventurers?"

"Has anything strange occurred on your journeys? Or, have you seen anything out of the ordinary?"

"Out of the ordinary? Hmm."

Behind the Servants, one of the soldiers lifted his face. "Oh, the dragon!"

"The dragon is a false legend created by those bandits, so that they could funnel us to a single route!" the merchant complained. "Don't spread those lies any further! They're as dangerous as forest fires!"

Siegfried slowed down his steps and walked alongside the soldier who spoke. "Excuse me, good sir. Can you explain to me what you mean of this dragon?"

The soldier shook his head. "As he said, it's just rumors at most."

"Even so, I would love to hear them. After all, even if it isn't a dragon, there could be truth to these concerns."

"Oh, alright. Well, this is just from what I've heard. No one has actually seen it, because those who had go insane at the sight. They simply die from fear of its size."

"Its size?"

"Yes, the size. It's said that this dragon is as large as a mountain. The trees that cover the hills are only its horns, and the foliage that stretch to the horizon are its back. They say when the earth shakes, it is the dragon's stomach, because there is no other creature in the world that can satiate its hunger."

Behind the soldier, another one of them approached Siegfried. "I've heard that its roar is the most terrifying sound on the planet. It makes people beg to God that they were never born. I also heard that instead of breathing fire, it breathes rocks and dirt."

Siegfried nodded. "Thank you, brave men." He left them behind and walked alongside Arash once more and explained to him everything he heard.

Arash placed his hand under his chin. "A dragon as large as a mountain, looks like a mountain, and breathes dirt and rocks? I've never heard of a dragon that does that before. What about you, Siegfried? Does it ring a bell?"

He shook his head. "All the ones I've fought breathe fire, and they're usually never the size of a mountain."

"Do you think that what the soldiers are describing is just an exaggeration?"

"They could be, but this is a singularity. We should act on the basis that what they say is literal."

"Mmm, that could lead us to trouble." Arash sighed and shook his head. "Well, it doesn't matter right now. Hey merchant!" he called. "Earlier, you said that you believed that the dragon rumors are fake, so that bandits could funnel others like you down another path, correct?"

"Indeed I said that. What about it?" the merchant asked.

"Are you planning to go down the route where the supposed dragon is?"

"I am, but stop talking about the dragon! You're only going to unnerve the men here."

Arash lifted his hands in the air with a grin. "Sure, sure." He then turned towards Siegfried. "And there you go, eh? What is that, four birds, one stone?"

Siegfried smiled and pat Arash's back. "That's why you're an Archer."

"I don't think archery revolves around figurative stones, but I'll take the compliment. Would be more fitting if it was David."

"Mhm, mhm." Siegfried's brows furrowed. "Although, speaking of David, I am concerned."

"About what?"

"If we are taking the soldier's interpretations as literal… a dragon the size of a mountain? That's big."

"You don't think you can kill it?"

"No, I can kill it. That's not what I'm worried about. It's the dragon's attacks that concern me. If it is as large as a mountain, then surely it attacks can also destroy mountains. The people here are not safe."

"Ah, good point. I also doubt they'll be fast enough to run away from it either." Arash lifted up his bow to head level. "I could slingshot them, but that only works if there's another Servant to catch them when they fall."

"How about this. What's that one game Tomoe plays? I believe she called it, 'Galaxy Shooter,' or something like that."

"Ah, I get what you mean. So while you kill the dragon, I'll shoot down any of the large projectiles that'll head towards us. And for the dragon's claws, you can probably parry those, correct?"

Siegfried nodded. "Sounds like a plan."

The horses at the front came to a sudden stop. They lifted their front hooves into the air, neighing and blowing air out of their nostrils.

"Woah there!" the merchant yelled as he tried to reign them in. What's wrong? Why are you freaking out?"

"Maybe it's the dragon!" one of the soldiers yelled from the back. The other soldiers shifted around with unease from the comment.

"Silence! I kept telling you, stop spreading those lies–"

The ground shook, and the horses cried even louder. The soldiers screamed and started to back away. The merchant's forehead beaded with sweat as he looked at the mountain up ahead. It was moving, although slowly. Two large trees started to rise up towards the sky. It's grassy back bent in a curve, as if it was stretching. Its head rose from the ground, and it looked up to the sky. Raising its arm towards its mouth, it let out a mighty roar.

"GAAAOOOO!"

Arash stared at the "dragon," his shoulders slumped over. "Ah, now I get it. I was wondering where Protea disappeared to."

"She must've mistook the rayshift procedure for the simulator instead, transporting her to this era and creating a mini singularity around herself," Siegfried thought out loud. "Mmm, now it all makes sense. Her presence by itself would disrupt the flow of time in this era."

The soldiers behind the Servants started to run away. The merchant was desperately trying to order his horses to follow them as well. Before he disappeared with the soldiers, he shot one last glance at the Servants, wondering if they were insane.

Siegfried sat down and held his knees close to his chest. "I'll try talking to her. If things go south, try contacting Chaldea."

"On it." Arash placed his bow in front of Siegfried, then pulled the string over him, treating Siegfried like a notched back arrow. "Aaaand– off you go!" He let go of the string, launching Siegfried into the air.

As he traversed through the air, Siegfried stretched out his arms, preparing to grab onto Protea's hair. "Protea!" he yelled as he landed on her shoulder, grabbing onto the grass growing on her. "Protea, can you hear me?!"

Protea turned her head towards the voice calling to her. She squinted, then her face glowed with a bright smile once she noticed Siegfried. "Mr. Siegfried!" she yelled, nearly blowing the dragon slayer off of her shoulders. "What are you doing here? Did you come into the simulator to play with me?"

Once Siegfried regained his footing, he pulled himself up and lifted his hands to his mouth. "Unfortunately, it's quite the opposite, Protea! We need you to return to Chaldea–aaAUUUGHH!"

Protea puffed her cheeks and exhaled through her nostrils while groaning, creating a powerful tempest. The trees down on the ground next to her were uprooted and flew towards a nearby lake. "But why?! I wanna play!"

Siegfried gripped the grass as tight as he could as he dangled from the edge. "We can play back in Chaldea!"

"But then I have to be small! No fair! I wanna be a dragon!" She took in another deep breath and lifted her head towards the sky. "GAAAOOOOOOO!" Her roar shook the entire earth.

"Mmm, this is not good," Siegfried muttered to himself. He lifted himself up to a flatter surface, then turned around and signaled to Arash by crossing his arms into an X up above his head.

Arash gave a thumbs up in response.

Siegfried then turned back around and waved at Protea. "Alright, I'll play with you!"

"You really will?!" Protea yelled in excitement.

"Yeah! Just give me a minute to prepare!" He waved to her goodbye, then jumped off her shoulder towards the ground, where Arash waited for him. He landed with a roll, then ran up to Arash.

"So, what do we do?" Arash asked. "She won't come back until we play with her? Play what, exactly?"

"Well, she said the main reason she came here in the first place was because she wanted to be a dragon, so I guess that we have to fight her like she was a dragon," Siegfried explained.

"Eh, fair enough."

"Did you contact Chaldea?"

"Yeah, they said they're rayshifting someone here right now to come and help. I guess that until then, all we have to do is hold out, or something. So, should we go with that plan we created earlier?"

Siegfried nodded, then turned back towards Protea, waving at her. "Alright, Protea! We're ready!" he yelled.

Protea giggled, then dug her hands into the ground in front of her. She grunted and lifted up part of the ground up above her head. "Incoming!" She threw the land mass at them.

"Is she trying to kill us?!" Siegfried complained as he twisted the handle of his sword. "Balmung!" A bright blue light shot out of the blade, blasting into the incoming dirt, splitting it in half. "Arash!"

"Yeah, I'm on it!" He rapidly shot out arrows towards the larger pieces, changing their trajectory. "I know she said she wanted to play, but this is a death match!" He nocked back another arrow and fired, shooting another large boulder.

"This'll be a battle of attrition, since we can't kill her."

Protea laughed at them and grabbed a handful of trees."I'm a dragon! Fear me!" She threw them at the Servants, and they flew through the air like well organized javelins.

"Balmung!" Siegfried let loose another blast of light, vaporizing the trees. "Do we have an estimate of when we get help?"

"Like a minute!"

"So we just have to survive for a minute then– Look out!" Siegfried tackled Arash to the side as Protea's fist slammed into the ground where they once were.

"Hahaha! I missed, I missed!" she gleefully chanted as she lifted her fist once more. "I'll squash you like the dragon I am! GAOOO!"

Siegfried quickly stood back up and raised his sword. "Balmung!" The blast of blue light streamed into Protea's fist as it crashed towards the ground like a meteor. The Noble Phantasm only slowed down its momentum. "HRAAAAHHHH!"

"Ha ha ha! Weak, weak! You can't slay the ultimate dragon, dragon slayer!"

"J-just a bit longer!" Siegfried groaned as he tried to keep up his Noble Phantasm, but his knees were starting to wobble.

In the distance, at the road, a loud singing voice filled the air, making Siegfried and Protea falter in their attacks.

Siegfried's Noble Phantasm stopped, and he turned his head to look at the origin of the sound. "That voice… So that's who they sent?"

Arash shrugged. "I didn't expect this either, so don't blame me."

On the road, slowly approaching them, was a small figure with horns that curled over her head. "Oh, Protea!" she called.

"T-Tiamat?!" Protea lowered her hand onto the ground beside her. "What are you doing here?"

"I was told you were being a bad daughter! Mother will be angry, if that were true!"

"I-I'm not a bad girl! I just wanted to play!" Protea frowned, although even though she was against the idea of returning, she started to shrink.

"But we told you that you could play in Chaldea, but you didn't listen! That's a bad girl!"

Protea had shrunk down to her normal size (two stories), and her face was covered in tears. "B-but I just wanted to play…"

Tiamat walked up to her and patted her knee. "I never said you couldn't play, however, you must follow the rules, okay?"

Protea nodded. "Okay…"

Tiamat then looked over at Siegfried and Arash and gave them a thumbs up. "Daughter secured!"

"Thanks, Tiamat," Arash nodded back.

"Mother."

"Er… Thanks, mother."

"Hmph!" She smiled.

The Servants were enveloped in a blue light, then they were rayshifted back to Chaldea, and the minute-Singularity began to disappear.

Author's note:

Hello! My name's Gerda, and I've decided to write a quick SOL about FGO. I only did this because I was bored, however, if you want me to continue writing this, let me know! Thanks!