Fate/Zero: When Alaia and Gaia had too Much schokoladen

"Hmmm..."

"Just say it, Mike."

"Come on! Let the suspense build, Miller. Whatever. Marie, be a sweet good girl and go fuck something about the Grail War."

-Only comprehensible piece of Audio of a Bugged apartment room in Ispagnia

X-X-X-X

Whatever it is that Being X did, bastard did keep his fucking word, no more Reincarnation for me, by stuffing my Soul or whatever of me inside this so called Throne of Heroes, somehow being a Wunderkind Ace of Aces of a Great War, then a Leader for the History books are enough achievements to become eligible for this cushy, boring, and truly fucked place.

My sense of time was nonexistent while there, so my best Guess was hopefully a decade or two have passed since my Death, as a calling pulled me away from my barely organized living spot inside the Throne, back to the World of the Living, along the way, the System cslling me fills me the info on why I was being dragged away from posthumous retirement.

"I ask. Are you my Master."

Stupid, annoying, but it was procedure, no use trying to change what is formality. Feeling my body has formed, in technical specifics my Astral Projection in tangible form, nothing wrong, though a head taller than I remember being even at my best point physique wise. A standard formal Military Uniform, though replacing the Pants with a Imperial Urban Grey Skirt, the Blazer and Shirt were more form fitting, leaving a good lineout of my "Modernized" Chest, from low C cups to Barely bellow D cups. Absolute territory Thighs paired with simple black heeled shoes. My face however remained the same, just with extra charismatic flair to it. Annoyingly, hanging in my neck, both the Type 95 Ausf "Mike" customized version, and his late Great War Gift, the Modelo 165 Ausf D, Nickname Siegfried. Neither were Orbs I ever liked using as both carried their unique peculiarities.

"Oh my! Never thought the Catalyst I used would do this much to you!"

A female voice, and the Mana Link said all, this Buxom, shameless fanservice lady dressed in a skimpy Schoolgirl uniform cosplay is my Master. Also why is her Long Vibrant Red hair braided, her thick frame Glasses and general aesthetics make me think of quite the messed up Doujin Hentai?

"I ask again, Are you my Master?"

"Uh, yeah? Lilly, anybody else used this summoning Ritual?"

She turns to look to a Maid, Cyan hair, the Uniform main color was Cyan with White and Dark Blue details and frills respectively, she was carrying a Broom, looking around, the Office room seized for this Summoning was indeed messy.

"Marie-Sama, stop the jokes, she is waiting "

"Tsk. Fine. Name's Marie, and for this Grail War, I will be your Master, glad to make your acquaintance."

"Likewise, I am Caster."

"Doubt anyone will ever fail to know who you supposed to be, but let's go with that."

I already feel the Headaches filling my Life ahead for the foreseeable future.

X-X-X-X

Waver knew he had done the stupidest yet bravest thing of his whole life, stealing a summoning Catalyst from Kayneth, sure it was as payback for humiliating him in front of the entire Classroom, but it was stupid and Foolish. Either he wins this Grail War, or hopefully Kayneth Loses this war, by dying.

'No point regretting it, it's all or Nothing!'

Circle prepared, Stars aligned, everything else was also in order, so he started the summoning ritual.

...

"Cough Cough... Fucking damnit! No one told me the Smoke of the Summoning would be this foul smelling!"

The air around the Park he went to prepare the Circle was filled with the pungent, nose stinging smell of some form of Fuel. Trying to decypher what it was, he guessed it being Aircraft Kerosene, the kind used in Turbojets, if his brief reading of an Old Military Tech Book was correct in his memory.

"I ask, are you my Master?"

A female Voice.

'Wait, no fucking way the King of Conquerors was a Woman!'

As the Smoke dissipates, what Waver sees isn't any Figure from the Age of Gods in clothing fit for their period, instead, a person he couldn't believe was possible for summoning, the Blonde Hair and Icy Blue eyes staring at him said all, but she was a smidge taller than him, half a head at most, with more curves, but not to an excessive degree, Modest C cups and hips, she was dressed in an Airforce Jacket closed shut, but form fitting, paired with Olive Green Cargo Pants, hanging from a chest pocket, a pair of Lime Green lenses Aviators.

"Ahem. I asked a Question."

"Ah! Y-yes! I am Waver Velvet... You are..."

"Wow, Someone comes dressed like an Airforce member to this stupid as fuck Grail War as a Servant and you ask what Class I am? Are you a Greenhorn Master?"

That stung a bit, but he couldn't deny.

"Uh... Yeah? I am the first of my Lineage to enter the war?"

Her face becomes stern.

"Haaah... Fine. Anyways, if we ever had a month to spare, I would put such a stickman like you in tip top shape with Supplementary Training, but we have none of that. So rejoice Master, Rider's here to seize the Grail, and the Skies."

Waver felt things would be anything but normal this Grail War, as he felt the powerful, booming Laughter of what could only be the distant voice of the King of Conquerors.

X-X-X-X

Tokiomi was sure he had made all possible preparations, his alliance with the Church ensured a great Advantage already, so did getting the Catalyst that would give him one of the most Powerful Servants possible. But what was this feeling of dread? That the summoning wouldn't go as planned? Shaking them away, he did the summoning anyways.

...

"For fucks sake, WHY?"

Tomiomi could only say in disbelief, his Divination of the Servant Summoned making him despair.

"I ask of you, Are you my Master?"

Standing in a straight attention form, perfect Imperial Form. She was short, small even, Blonde hair tied in a Ponytail, dressed in Great War Aerial Mage Combat Gear, the Ildoan Modello 38 mod. 1928 SMG standing barrel straight up, vibrantly displayed in her neck, the Elenium Type 95 Aerial Assault Orb.

"Yes. Archer, this Tokiomi Tohsaka is your Master."

"Hah!"

She saluted.

"Worry not, Master, for this Grail War is won already, as I, Archer, will do my utmost for said Victory."

He felt his headaches coming already in spades, keeping control of THE Devil of the Rhine and her likelyhood of going to do independent actions of her own accord of how she interprets the best way to win this Grail war.

'Why of all Archers I get THE most Offensive specialized one?'

X-X-X-X

"It sure looks to be her..."

Risei comments, his son Summoning of her seemed to have succeeded, thank heavens for his luck finding a scrap piece of her destroyed SMG in that historic Clash with the Bloody Valkyrie, though he expected her in a more Imperial fitting attire for her Projection.

"Just give me the Target, and consider it done."

Her voice was calm, collected, and with a serious sharpness. Just like her Astral Projection clothes, a sharply and well kept Black suit with Pants, an Imperial Red tie, in left hand, a Briefcase, on her right, a Playing Card. The thin metal frame glasses, thing rectangular lenses, made the serious sharp glare of hers make even Risei feel his skin crawl in fear.

"My apologies, but we have no target still, Assassin."

'Good lord, my Son summoned her not as Caster?'

"I see, you must be my Master, i presume?"

"Yes, Kotomine Kirei."

The two shook hands, and she asked to read information about the other participants of the War, Kirei obliged her request, guiding her.

A sense of uneasiness started forming in Risei's mind.

X-X-X-X

Kayneth would capture, Torture, then Kill whoever stole that priceless catalyst for the King of Conquerors, forcing him to acquire another in a hurry and then summon. What he didn't expect was for the Servant to be someone that made his Albish Blood freeze in absolute fear.

"Master, you alright?"

Her voice carried worry, but he felt it was anything but genuine. How she was eligible for Lancer class was anyone's guess.

"I-I-I'm fine! Just some idle thoughts about the little thief that took my first Catalyst, that's all."

"I see, while I still advise against trying to make such a showy debut move, I will defer to someone of your expertise and Experience as a Magus for this Grail War."

She smiled, putting Kayneth into even higher alert.

'She's mocking me! She's telling me I am nothing but a brainless goldfish that ate too much Mercury!'

Lancer, blonde hair and Blue eyes, wearing a Leather Coat, left open, revealing the Grey T shirt, though a bit loose, it kept her petite feminine curves visible, the Short shorts (Rhodesian Shorts style) allowing a lot of the exposed thighs not covered by the Absolute territory length stockings visible. Attached to a two point sling, her "Spear" a Shovel.

X-X-X-X

Karya struggled with the pain and exhaustion, taking a rest in the delerict Warehouse he was using a Shelter, the Bugs eating at him gnawed his brain and sanity away.

"Master, If you need to rest, tell me amd I will help."

"Berserker... Aghhhh!"

As the pain in his abdomen worsens, the Bugs that allow him to take part as a Master in this war make the pain worsen. A moment later, it subsides, followed by the warmth of Healing Mana being put to recover him and give his aching body Mage Painkiller effects.

"T-thanks!"

"If you wish to save her, you better not expire before the war even starts!"

Though her eyes were covered by Pitch black tinted Aviation Googles, he knew her expression was of worry. The Thick all Black Imperial Style uniform made her look absolutely Evil, what with the three layer of all Black uniform clothes. She carried a Cane with six odd looking Orbs for cores. Her right arm had a thick, impractical elbow length leather Glove. Yet the Mana from it felt different than either Mage or Magus ones.

"There, I added some extra Pain numbing formulas, get some rest."

His severely messed mind soon dives into a peaceful sleep he hadn't seen in ages.

X-X-X-X

The International Flight plane landed without a hitch, exiting it, Ilisviel and her escort.

"It's a Nice place, right? Saber?"

"It is, Master..."

Blonde Hair, Blue eyes, sharply dressed in a Suit with an Imperial Green tie, she kept close company to her "Master"

"Although I agree that this plan is efficient and safe, outting yourself at risk is a bold Move."

Saber comments, entering the Antique Sports car, Ilisviel as the Driver.

"That's silly, I have you next to me! No one will get to me under your perfect escorting, right?"

"Indeed, whoever is foolish enough to try..."

Materializing her Sword, the Same Katana Emperor Nobuhito Gifted her decades ago. Her grin sends some shivers to the Homunculus Woman acting as the Einzberns Master in name.

"Now, now, Let's take this beauty for a Drive!"