A/N: HA! TRIPLE Update!
I did say we'd be focusing on Beast for a bit, did I not?
*EDIT*
No reviews, eh? That makes me sad...
So here we are, because people were wining and whinging that I hadn't done this yet. I hope I don't disappoint.
There, now onto the show.
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So lets explain this fragment.
Here, Zouken made the mistake of getting involved in the events of Fate Zero. Stupid, I know. He really shouldn't have.
Because sometimes when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.
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Sorry if its short. I'm just so damn busy
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"Were you dropped on your head as a child?"
"What?! No! Why would you say that?!"
"Because you're an idiot."
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A Most Unlikely Aberration (Fragment)
Beast opened his eyes.
On some level he was surprised to open them at all; he hadn't thought it was possible be summoned. He was a monster. An abomination. Destroyer of worlds. It shouldn't even be possible for him to be summoned in the form of a Servant at that, let alone beckoned into this form at all. With no class container to bind him, he would wind up as a wraith, or a classless Servant. Perhaps even Berserker on a good day. While it shouldn't be an impossiblity, the chances of being beckoned at all were so minute as to be nonexistent. You'd have better luck summoning Angra Mainyu himself than you would him.
So when he beheld Matou Zouken leering at him like the complete and utter idiot he was, Beast decided.
He wasn't having that shit.
"Yeah...no. Were you dropped on your head as a child?"
The old worm bristled as if he'd been slapped across the face. "What?! No! Why would you say that?!"
Hmm. That was something to wonder about, he supposed. "Because you, my good man are a complete and utter idiot."
Before he could think to bind him, the false Servant summoned a single tail of chakra and lashed out into the pit. Scarce had he struck than the writhing worms dissolved on the spot. Zouken shouted on him-more words in an endless animal bleat that he didn't even deign to hear-and he turned a baleful red iris upon him.
"You never should've summoned me," he sneered. "I learned how to devour souls AGES ago."
Matou Zouken never saw his demise.
One moment he sneered at the Servant he'd summoned and prepared to bind him with a Command Spell; in the next, he simply ceased to exist. "Berserker" flicked a lazy wrist loosely in his direction as one would toward a particularly annoying gnat. That was all it took. A surge of red light burst from his palm and did its master's work, obliterating every trace of the old worm's soul and the hosts it tried to cling onto. Frantically, it fought to hang on, jumping from worm to worm as it fled the corrosive red light. There was nowhere for it to hide, nowhere that it wasn't hunted down and eradicated.
In the end, the hideous worm didn't even have time for a final gasp.
He simply...collapsed. Like rotten driftwood tumbling under a strong breeze.
Turning his head, Beast spat on the rapidly decaying corpse and sauntered past him.
"Aw, c'mon." he growled, glancing at a fading hand. "Already? And here I wanted to have a little fun...
He paused at the edge of the pit as a girl's whimper reached him. Red eyes widened. Narrowed. And he smiled.
"Well, well, well!"
Of course, that left the matter of the girl.
With tender care, he brushed the rotten bodies of dead insects aside. Sure enough, he found what he was looking for well within. Hmm. Seemed the old worm had one last place to hide after all. A quick tap to the girl's left lung solved that problem quite nicely and prevented any remergence by the rotten little parasite. Of course, that did nothing to heal her damaged heart. He could fix her of course. But did he want to? Was it even worth his time for that matter? He owed this girl nothing. No, less than nothing.
And yet...wait a minute..
Beast blinked.
Once.
Twice.
An idea piqued in the back of his mind. The girl was dying. He was fading. He needed a host...but she was in no shape to carry him.
Ah, well. He was patient. He could hid in her body and wait a few years. It wasn't like he was stealing it. Just...charging rent. Yes. That was it. She owed him a debt; that was all. He wasn't doing this out of the kindness of his heart. No. Certainly not. And if he popped up a few times and nudged her in a better direction...surely that wasn't his fault. No, no, no. He was doing her a favor.
With a long suffering sigh the false Berserker picked her up, slung her over his shoulder, and started walking.
"You know, you really owe for this. And I collect my debts. See you in ten years, kiddo!"
The next morning Tokiomi Tohsaka found his daughter deposited at his door.
Attached to her collar was a particularly foul letter admonishing him.
Because some things were simply unacceptable.
Even for one such as Beast.
A/N: SURPRISE.
Beast got humbled; it also shows why he's such a buffoon when it comes to picking fights.
Again, he's not a true beast, he just thinks that he is. Poor, deluded fool...
Feels good to squeeze this fragment out, even if it took me more energy than I would've liked. I'm deliberately updating everything to make a point and expand the "Unlikely" universe further. This is a fragment that never quite saw the light of day, but someone we'll meet later along the line. Sorry if its short, but by all means, let me know what you think of it!
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So...in the immortal words of Atlas...
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And enjoy a preview!
Also! SPOILERS!
(Preview)
"A race? Against one of you? No, thank you."
"Aw, what's wrong? Afraid you'll lose?"
"I would never lose-
"Bwack, bwack!"
"ITS ON!"
"He's the bad guy. Why are you hanging out with him?!
"Eh, he's harmless like this."
"Pass the beer!"
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