Hey guys RGQC here with another story of mine that popped up in my head while working and I thought, hey, they did not have a lot of fanfics that had the SI as a servant right? So I thought why not have a SI Mordred thrown into Remnant?

And so this fic is created.

I got some ideas I want to try out in this fic but we shall see how this goes on and I want to know what you guys think of it.

As with my other works, I do not own RWBY or any of the Fate series. All of them belong to their respective owners as such.

Let us begin this story.

Chapter 1

Knight of Rebellion awakens

"Hey bro." I called my brother as both of us were about to sleep.

"Yea? Something on your mind little bro?" He asked as he tugged himself nicely into his bed which was beside mine.

"How was your work?" I asked as it was late at night and both of us had to wake up early in the morning. He had work while I needed to go back to school to help out with some stuff.

"Same as always. Long and tiring." He answered back as it was clear to me that he was exhausted after a day's work.

"But after tomorrow you would have a day off, yes?" I pointed out to him that he had a day off compared to mine. I had to work all weekend due to a project that my friends and I had cooked up to prepare for the end of year examinations.

I am not looking forward to it.

"Yes. I assume you have something planned for both of us?" He asked as though he knew what I wished to do with him. (He is not wrong though…)

"After my study session with my friends, do you want to hang out like we always did? You are never home for most of the time due to your working and only come back when it is soon to be midnight."

"I suppose I can but we should sleep now. We both have to wake up at five in the morning."

"Right big bro. Good night." I said back to him as he said it back to me.

"Good night Raph."

After that we both delved back into sleep. Or so I thought as I started to think about some school stuff. Admittingly I'm not the best academically, but I got A's and B's which quelled my parents' insistence about getting good grades for my own good.

But in terms of friends, I don't really have much. No one looks favourably at weebs such as I except for other weebs but... I tend to stay away from them due to insisting that this or that girl is best girl or alongside that nonsense.

Though I am no different from them as I prefer Mordred, who is best girl to me from Fate. The knight of Rebellion that had a rough family and only wants acknowledgement from her (his?) father only to be rejected and lead a rebellion that destroyed the kingdom.

Though I've also started to enjoy RWBY in which a close friend of mine introduced it to me years ago. To me, the series had suffered much from Monty Oum's death. It still had potential though others disagree with me which I understand.

But as I start to lose consciousness and go to sleep. I heard something speaking to me but I could not hear it. It was all strange and annoying to me like insects buzzing in my ears. But I did not open my eyes to see who did it.

Yet. Two words stood out from all the words I could not understand.

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"Save humanity? The hell does that mean in the first place?" I wondered to myself only to get my answer when I opened my eyes to see the sun burning my retinas out and the sound of a river nearby.

"Ah! Too bright!" I yelled out in pain in my eyes only to realise.

That's not my voice…

"The hell?" I thought to myself as my eyes readjusted to the brightness only to see not my hand. But a fairly spiked gauntlet that looked familiar.

And the environment…

Am I in some kind of forest near a river? But questions for that later. I have bigger issues to address.

Then I realised something else. I am wearing armour. But this armour only belongs to one person I know who would wear this kind or armour.

Mordred.

With that in mind, my brain went into overdrive in disbelief as I got back to my feet and began checking my body head to toe. And yes. What was once a t-shirt and shorts I wore to sleep has been replaced with a suit of thick armour that I am pretty sure is way too big for her.

Next thing that came to mind was that something was dangling off the back of my head and when I went to touch it, what was once short hair was replaced with a messy ponytail. Heck even my hair had become blond as I could see strands of hair go past my vision.

"Nononono! This got to be a joke!" I mutter in shock as what was my voice is now obviously Mordred's in its place.

And without hesitation I ran straight for the river and what I saw nailed the truth into my thick skull of mine. What I saw was not the face of a guy, but Mordred's face. Her green eyes stare back at me as I try my hardest to process and not mentally fall apart as to how this could happen.

"This can't be real this can't be real this can't be real!" My brain rattled on as I lost control of my breath. Am I a Servant now? But who's my master now and how did I get dragged into this mess?!

Yet it turns out that reality is either an asshole or is just a troll when I heard growling behind me as I slowly turned and faced the intruder. And what came out of the trees makes me question reality itself. A black werewolf-like beast with a bone-like mask with red markings and spikes that protrude all over its body. Its claws were drenched in blood which probably means that it has claimed a victim recently. And it is not alone. In fact, I think it has a pack with it.

"Beowolfs?" I muttered in shock. First, I became Mordred, now I got tossed into the RWBY universe?! What the hell is going on!?

Seeing that I was frozen in shock in front of them, One of the Beowolfs charged at me before attempting to lunge onto me but it seems that it picked the wrong person to kill.

As if I wasn't the one in control of my own body. I dodged to the side as time seemed to slow down as I watched as the Beowolf missed me completely before I sent a punch that sent the Beowolf flying back with a hole in its head. So, I have the strength and perception of a Servant, so that's good, I guess?

The other Beowolfs seemed surprised before charging at me though this time, I was rather confident that I could deal with them like the pest they are.

Wait, pest? Where did that come from?

A grin of excitement appeared on my face as Clarent, the sword that Mordred stole from Arthur's vault, appeared in my hand before I sent a slash against one of the Beowolfs.

To my surprise, Clarent cleaved right through the Beowolf as it was sliced cleanly in half before I dodged the other Beowolf and gave it a similar fate to the first one. I then dashed towards the Beowolfs as red electricity could be seen coursing through my body as I cut them all down within a second. Admittingly, I was disappointed that the Beowolfs died this quickly, it feels like I didn't lose a sweat.

But I have bigger things to worry about. Like how I got here.

I watched as the Beowolfs began to disintegrate as I rested Clarent on my shoulder before turning my attention back to the skies to think after that rude interruption.

Ok I am a servant in the world of RWBY where magic is almost non-existent. Who or what is sustaining this body? I am not even sure I can turn into a spirit mode. Or am I like Arthur in the fourth and fifth grail war? I honestly don't know anymore…

Next, I need to address the timeline of where I am exactly. Am I in the pre-fall of Beacon or post-fall? If it is pre-fall, I could go to Ozpin but knowing him, I would be used as a tool like he did with pretty much everyone despite the fact that his intentions were good. But the old man did not even ask the correct question to Jinn.

If it is post fall, that means that Pyrrha is dead and Penny is already scrap till vol 7. So if that's the case, I could go to Mistral and wait until the battle for Haven to start then swoop in and take the Relic and then deal with Salem myself.

Wait? When did I become this arrogant to think that I could do this alone? I might have to work together with them.

It took me a while but I could only come to one conclusion.

I need information before I do anything else.

But it still does not explain how I got here and what those voices mean by saving humanity. Is there a bigger threat than Salem on the horizon? Was it other servants or aliens that caused me to appear here? Then why as Mordred?

…

I sighed as I realised that what I can do is to find civilization first then work it out from there.

And so I headed off with Clarent in my hand and the Helm of Hidden Infidelity making a clunking sound as it reformed around my head. Good news, it would hide my face from anyone else. Bad news. How the hell does Mordred see in this thing?! I can't see shit with this thing on!

I ended up following the trail of blood that the first Beowolf left behind as it would probably lead me somewhere. Either to its victim or a ruined town. Either one of them won't be pleasant for me but it is a step closer to finding out where I am. Though now this helm is really stuffy and hard to breathe. How does Mordred stand wearing this thing?

It did not take long, and by that I mean 2 minutes till I came along a corpse of a man with a cloak? Huh… That would be helpful. The man's corpse, which I could only guess is a huntsman due to his exotic designs of purple all over him, had some sort of package on his arm while a rather nasty claw marks on his stomach. Come to think about it, I think I can see his entrails there.

Ugh. I feel disgusted inside yet I don't feel like puking. It is almost as if this body is used to the concept of spilling blood which brings up another question. When was this body taken? Was it after Mordred's death at her father's hand? Or was it after Apocrypha?

I walked towards the body of the huntsman as I dismissed Clarent from my hand before taking the package and looking at its label on it. And what did ya know! It contains Lien in it! What I needed, though it made me feel guilty that I am looting the dead.

I left that guilt at the back of my mind as I looked at his face which displayed horror. I could only shake my head and disperse the thoughts of his face as I closed his eyes before I resumed my search through his pockets for any information I needed.

Turns out he is a huntsman taking part in a corruption scandal but apparently the Grimm got him. It is strange that he lost to a bunch of Beowolfs, did he engage a bigger Grimm before getting overwhelmed by a Beowolfs?

Or was it the fault of Lionheart that these Huntsmen, no matter how corrupt they are, must die? Why does that name make me so angry? I shook it off as I took his sword and gave it a test swing. Interestingly enough, it feels so light that I am just swinging a balloon sword around.

I then spent about a minute trying to figure out how to dismiss my armour only to figure it out and realise a second later that Mordred still has a stripperific outfit underneath her armour. It still boggles me as to why she wears such revealing outfits like come on!

With my face blushing, I took the dead huntsman's cloak and covered myself with it while also taking his sword along with me. Like hell I'm going to reveal to the world that someone like me exists. That also means that I need to learn how to restrain my strength. But knowing how Mordred works, that's not one of her strongest points.

It did not take long to find a map of Anima and what I needed. And from what I can guess, I need to head north. Thank god I learn where to go by looking at the sun. But first I gotta at least bury this body, like hell I'm leaving it out to rot.

And with that, my journey to Mistral as Mordred begins.

Or so I thought as I immediately ran into bandits. Even worse is that one of them leading the gang was Vernal. Which perplexes me, why is she here? Wouldn't she be with Raven since she is her second? Did Raven sense my presence because she is a maiden? One thing is for sure, I walked right into an ambush. Guess I hadn't got Mordred's instinct yet.

"Oi raise your hands up!" One of the bandits yelled out while I paid no attention. I could instantly wipe all of them out on the spot but this would no doubt attract Raven's attention since she seeks the "Strongest" to invite to her tribe.

"I say raise your hand up!" He yelled again. But I was thinking, I could just mana bust out of here but it appears that Mordred is having an influence on me. She would have never let these bandits go off this easily.

But I'm not her. Right?

Yea I'm just gonna leave now. And with that, I did a 180 and walked the other way much to the bewildering of pretty much everyone. But Vernal apparently did not like my disrespect and shot the ground near me.

"You are not leaving here, unless you give us everything you have brat." Vernal then spoke with irritation at my utter disregard of them.

However, Vernal's insult apparently got my attention as I suddenly shot towards Vernal with a sword already against her neck. I wasn't thinking straight but when Vernal uttered the word "Brat." Something snapped within me. I'm still glad that this cloak came with a hood to hide my face, and that they cannot see my rather…

Stripperific outfit.

"Vernal!" All the Bandits could only shout with surprise as Vernal's eyes widened as well.

"Watch who you call brat missy. Or I'll make you regret it you shit." I growled as my green eyes bared up upon Vernal's light blue eyes despite the fact that she is taller than me by a rather large margin.

"You cannot win against me. Leave while you can." I said with a surprising amount of rage in my voice as pretty much every bandit had their guns or swords pointing against me.

"I'd like to see you try brat." Vernal sneered as to the threat in which I obliged to fulfil it.

With an almost joyful grin on my face. My body started to emit red electricity as I used my mana burst before I disappeared from everyone's sight as I proceeded to incapacitate pretty much everyone with one punch to their weapons. Shattering them all except Vernal's who I purposely left out before reappearing again much to the bandits' shock and surprise.

"You were saying?" I said in a somewhat haughty way and with a grin to my face.

"Wow Mordred's personality is affecting me more than I thought…" I thought to myself as I could hear the panic amongst the bandit members.

"What kind of semblance is that?!"

"My gun! I just fixed that yesterday!"

"Monster!"

"We don't stand a chance against her!"

Apparently that bandit specifically should not have said it as I instantly shot towards and punched him in the chest. He went flying so hard and fast that it shattered the tree he slammed into. It is still amazing that he lived through my punch as I could hear groaning coming from him.

"Anyone else?" I growled out loud as I gave everyone a murderous gaze. Apparently I have Mordred's temper against anyone who calls me a girl…

Well it worked as Vernal sneered as she and her bandits booked it and left.

Which left me all alone as I collapsed to my knees. The hell is happening to me? I normally won't act so impulsive… Am I even myself or…

No…

No time to break down now. I need more time to process everything so far.

I then got back onto my feet and headed off to Mistral.

With doubts now plaguing my mind.

And we are done with the first chapter of Mordred in Remnant.

So what do you guys think of it? I need to know if I wish to improve upon it. Though this is me trying it out to write in a first-person view so I apologize if it is not up to your liking.

Admittingly, I did this entire chapter within 1 day itself.

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RGQC out!