Say, how you guys feel like about stories written in the present tense? Because everytime I'm working on a FSN story, it's just what comes naturally. So I gave in and didn't go back and correct every verb.
Anyway, more 1st loop shenanigans.
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Shirou.
His consciousness stirs.
Shirou.
He knows that name.
Shirou.
His name. Someone is calling him.
ôShirou.ö
He knows that voice. Her voice.
ôShirou.ö
He should answer. But he is so tired.
Time passes and his name isn't repeated. Did she give up?
Something hard and heavy burrows into his guts. The intense pain forces his eyes open and he rolls away into a defensive position, his twin blades right below his hand's skin.
He comes face to face with Saber. ôShirou. You're awake.ö She's kneeling near his futon and stares at him stonily.
ôI am now.ö He grumbles as he gets to his feet. Saber's armor is gone and he wonders where she has found the frilly black dress she is wearing now. And what he felt just now, wasn't that..?
ôSaber, did you...ö try to punch my liver out with your armored fist?
He can't find the courage to ask. Somehow, those empty yellow eyes are more menacing than anything he's ever seen. ôNevermind.ö
ôAs you are awake Shirou, you should go make breakfast.ö
Emiya blinks. ôThe contract has been properly established, right?ö
ôIt has.ö
Hunger should not be an issue, then. ôI'm providing with enough mana, Am I not?ö
ôYou are.ö
ôThen why-ö
ôShirou, ö she cuts him off abruptly, ômana and breakfast are two different things. Stop asking pointless questions and attend to your duties.ö
Emiya just looks at her. She stares back impassively, giving nothing away.
Yet behind it, if he looks really hard, he can almost see her shuffling in embarrassment.
If it wasn't courting death he'd probably snicker. He'll settle for a knowing smile.ôAlright, Alright. I'm going.ö
Corrupted or not, Saber is still Saber it seems.
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Emiya watches as passengers exit the train that has just arrived at Fuyuki's station. If his informations are correct, his quarry should be among them.
With her knowledge of the corruption of the Grail, Saber has no interest in the War and doesn't seem overly interested in Emiya Shirou's wellbeing, and so he is here alone. For the time being, that suits him fine.
The existence of this Saber is a mysterious one. Her state of corruption and the fact that she knows him indicates that she is from the future. Or rather ôaö future, one where Emiya Shirou has successfully defeated her, aided, he suspects strongly, by his left arm. For an ordinary Heroic Spirit this would have been the end. He would have vanished while a record of his deeds would have reached his real self bound in the Throne of Heroes.
But Saber is different. As she became a Heroic spirit while still alive, it is her own self that participates in the war and then returns time and again to its origin, not a copy. Thus any change Saber goes through is permanent and that warped version of Saber, Alter, can be summoned.
Those are only educated guesses, however, as Saber isn't talking. He wishes he could believe it's because she likes his miso so much.
Emiya's focus is brought back to the present, as his quarry has just set foot on the platform. She too appears alone, only carrying a light suitcase, but he knows that right beside her, invisible to even his eyes, her Servant must be lurking.
She walks briskly to the exit of the station and hails a taxi. Emiya rises from his hiding spot on the roof of a nearby building and gives chase.
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