Nasuverse Four Swords
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Because Second Person narrative is incredibly rare? I can't think of more than two or three works that use it and they're all pretty obscure. Not to mention the fact that it's difficult to pull off. Even more so than first person and that's not particularly easy either.
Also, the average level of knowledge regarding proper English grammar, not to mention the minutiae of literary techniques, tends to be somewhat lacking.
Most of it can be ascribed to the obscurity of the technique. Few use it, fewer use it well. So far I do like the story and don't mind the style, though it entirely depends on the direction of the plot.
Homosexual undertones, I believe. :huh.: I'm not certain it's that important.
Also, the average level of knowledge regarding proper English grammar, not to mention the minutiae of literary techniques, tends to be somewhat lacking.
Most of it can be ascribed to the obscurity of the technique. Few use it, fewer use it well. So far I do like the story and don't mind the style, though it entirely depends on the direction of the plot.
Homosexual undertones, I believe. :huh.: I'm not certain it's that important.
I agree it could likely be homosexual undertones. I mean, it can sound like he's shoving an erect penis into a person to provide a clear example.
...It also reminds me of a certain Mereo Flare fanfic that has Lancer thinking Saber is a trap after kissing her with Archer and Rider trolling him for it.
...It also reminds me of a certain Mereo Flare fanfic that has Lancer thinking Saber is a trap after kissing her with Archer and Rider trolling him for it.
Oh. Um. Uh. I didn't know if you guys wanted to see more of this. Most of my ideas are rather silly. Like my last idea about Gilgamesh being the God Emperor of Warhammer 40k... Erm! Right!
...I guess I'll post the rest then... Keep in mind I haven't even edited this. Still kinda sorta looking for a beta. Don't really wanna bother Alf with something as trivial as this...
Are you nervous?
Are you flustered?
Are you confused?
Are you all of the above and more?
Well, what did you expect?
A strange, awkward silence permeated as you followed Tohsaka Rin into the gates of your home, accompanied by a whole trope of deliciously beautiful foreigners, two of whom took the liberty to cling to your arms. The Red Saber and the girl in the white armor each claimed one of your arms as their territory, while the other two, who you still assume to be their sisters, followed you and watched Tohsaka like a hawk.
Butà What are you even doing really?
Could you feel the intense beating of your heart within your chest and the many flustered, racing thoughts that flowed through your mind in awkward intervals? Could you have even imagined such a scenario in your lifeà ever?
Before you, this was more than just a schoolmate! Tohsaka was the school idol, someone that everybody admired, even or especially you. This situation couldn't be any stranger, could it?
Behind you was the girl in the black, jagged armor, silently stalking you as if she was your shadow. Throughout this entire night, she had been silent, never once uttering more than a grunt or a growl. Her permanent scowl, which was plastered all over her pale, porcelain face seemed to only enhance her allure, despite her apparent dislike for everything around her. You wondered for a moment if that hate extended to you, but your mind drifted to the other girl, the first Saber.
The Blue Saber was also following you silentlyà
àGah! There was no time for you to think about her! Why is Tohsaka stepping into your home?
"Wha-wait! What are you thinkingà?" You stuttered out, trying desperately to make sense of this night. Instead, Tohsaka only looked at you from over her shoulder giving you a mix of a suspicious and pitying stare.
"Are you really that stupid, Emiya-kun?" She asked, once more patronizing you as if you were a child. No, that wasn't right. It felt more like she was trying to educate the uneducated. But that might have been more correct that you wished to allow it to be; you are barely a half-assed magus compared to Tohsaka, who had already done things on a level far above that which you could ever hope to comprehend.
"I'm thinking about a lot of things," Tohsaka drawled slowly and sweetly. Was it your imagination or did she seem to be completely different from how she acted at school? "That's why I want to talk to you."
You nodded awkwardly as she walked into your compound. She was angry, wasn't she? Of course she would be pissed, who wouldn't when they just had a sword to their throat not a moment ago?
àBut you were not stupid. You knew this, even if you cannot change her mind.
You were a magus, just like Tohsaka, even if she is on a different level than you entirely. You could think things through, analyze them like everything elseà
àIf only the breasts pressed against your arms were not so distractingà
àAnd you know for one thing that these girls, perhaps all Sabers of some kind, were some kinds of familiars. Were they all called Sabers, you wondered? But you knew that man was called Lancer. Then he was a Lancer then? A type of special familiar perhapsà?
While your knowledge of magecraft was weak, if not outright pathetic, you were sure that these girls were familiars, because they all called you Master, with exception of the black armored girl. Somehow, you also had a contract with each of them, making it even clearer that they areà somethingà? Something different from exactly human? But they looked so human, even nowà
You searched your mind, trying to figure out what they really were.
You knew that familiars were things that magi used, after inserting a part of them into something else, a vessel. Familiars were always used to assist magià at least, that was what you knewà
àInserting a part of you into these girls? You could barely keep yourself straight thinking about such an actà
But somehow, the girl dressed in white giggled the same moment you thought of this. She leaned in, bringing to your senses a feeling of calm and a scent of lilies and spring, as she whispered throatily into your ear, "Shirou, you pervertà!"
You felt your face flush for theà how many times was it now? You quickly turn away, only to catch both Red and Blue Sabers' attention.
"Hm?" The Blue Saber mutters gently, "What is it Shirou?"
"Ah, Master must be feeling very energetic," Red Saber interjected, "look how healthy and red he is! Even his hair is such a nice color!"
àNo matter how you looked at it, these girls were human. Quite obviously strange humans with weird minds, but you knew they were humans nevertheless. And they called you Masterà why? They are obviously superior to you, each of them. You couldn'tà never in your mindà could you summon and command such powerful humans! So what were they really?
Perhaps not familiars thenà
àAs you looked ahead at Tohsaka, or rather at her shapely rear as she bent down to take her shoes off as she entered your home, you thoughtùaside from how beautiful the view wasùof how amazing a magus Tohsaka was. In this town where there were several other magi who lived here, she surely must be one of the bestà?
àShe must also be a Master then. Was the man who Saber cut down her familiar? Or was he similar to what these girls were? Now that you thought about it, wouldn't that Lancer be familiar to another magus in town then?
àA blur of blue clashed with a blur of redà
Had you just stuck yourself between the conflicts of two magi? Without her helper, wouldn't Tohsaka be vulnerable? Andà that was all thanks to you! Not once had her helper, that man in red, once attacked you. Did they chase the Lancer to your homeà only to have the man in red be incapacitated? Ughà! You didn't want to be responsible for if Tohsaka died too, just because you couldn't stop Saber fast enough!
"Wow," Tohsaka chimed; her voice was melodious despite the way the living room was. It was trashed, from your earlier struggle with the Lancer. She looked around, not once turning to you at all, "It's pretty big, Emiya-kun," she said in that teasing voice you had never heard in school, "Japanese-styled too! It's a little unusual for me, but this is the living room, right?"
Then she proceeded to repair the broken windows with ease, something you could never accomplish. Hell, you didn't even know that was possible!
At first, Tohsaka mistook this, "So you fought Lancer before you summonedà" She waved her hand at the girls, a strained look crossing her expression before she continued, "Alone? Trying to show off again aren't you, Emiya-kun?"
"I didn't fight him at all," you replied in a deadpanned tone, "I was just beaten up. I don't even know how I'm still alive honestly."
Tohsaka looked at you incredulously, as if you said something stupidà again. "àI see," she said. She didn't. "àI see, I see," she nodded slowly, "so you couldn't beat him up, but you summoned four of them andù"
She slammed her hands on the table; Tohsaka's mood changed completely, turning into some kind of red devil, scaring you out of your wits for a second before you righted yourself mentally.
"Lie!" She shouted, before she placed a delicate hand elegantly on her head, brushing one of her twin-tails back. She sighed slowly before returning to that melodiousùand dangerousùvoice, "àNext thing you are going to tell me wouldn't be something as outrageous as you being unable to something as elemental as restoring glass broken a few minutes ago, would it, Emiya-kun?"
Wowà
àScaryà
àWas she usually this scary? Ah, but she is still beautiful now, even if she looks so scary, with that angry scowl on her faceà
You scratched your cheeks slowly, feeling the sweat dripping slowly down the side of your head. It didn't help that the girls around you were silent as well, watching and listening to Tohsaka rather than coming to your defenseà
"I-I was only taught by my fatherà" You stuttered out again, "So I don't even know the basics or the elemental stuffà"
She pouted at you, crossing her arms slowly as she did so.
Are you nervous?
Are you flustered?
Are you confused?
Are you all of the above and more?
Well, what did you expect?
You probably said something wrong!
"àAre you expecting me to believe that someone who summoned four Servants probably doesn't even have a workshop?" Her scowl deepened. Before you could reply, she slammed her palms on the table again, "Like I'd believe that! If you think you can trick me like this, Emiya, youù"
The girl in the white dress frowned next to you, with a panicked look on her face. Was she afraid of Tohsaka as much as you were? Impossible as that sounds, especially since she was powerful enough to match the Blue Saber, you wondered why she seemedà distressedà?
But before Tohsaka could rant another word, a flashùno, it can't be called a flash; it was more like a blurùof darkness and a rush of wind pressure blew both you and Tohsaka back. It was the black armored girl, who had just cut the living room table in half with her sword. She glared down at Tohsaka, with a visage full of distain, "Shut up, cunt," she growled, "And get on with the important part."
That was the first time she spoke and the fear her words instilled upon you was far greater than anything Tohsaka could have done. You realized at that point that unlike Blue Saber, you would have no way of stopping this girl if she really wanted to kill Tohsaka. But your mouthùthat mouth that kept blurting thingsùblurted out, "àThe important part?"
The girl's sharp, golden glare swayed slowly as she turned to you. Her eyes narrowed as her lips parted, as if she was about to say something equally hateful before she restrained herself. Instead, she turned away from you and sat down behind Blue Saber, crossing her arms and pouting. One of her hand snaked around, unnoticed by everyone except you, and settled on the hem of Blue Saber's skirt.
"Ahem!" The girl in white cleared her throat loudly, calling your attention. She seemed to have even the same voice as Blue Saber, like all of these girls, but her voice seemed to float in the room. She sounded strangely panicked, yet happy, when she said to Tohsaka, "Perhaps you could ahà explain the Grail War to our Master? I would be oh, so thankful if you didà" Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, causing Tohsaka to narrow her eyes at herà
àBut with the thread of the black armored girl, who was still glaring at her with enough hate that it was tangible, Tohsaka seemed to relent. She pressed her palm against her forehead. As her hand slid down her face slowly, she sighed and muttered, "Fine. Fineà I'll act as if Emiya-kun was some kind of third-rate magus who didn't know how to do even the simplest spells and could probably only strengthen items or something equally odd, even though everyone of us in this room knows that he is some kind of super magus to be able to do thisù"
The black armored girl growled softly.
"Alright, alright!" Tohsaka lowered her eyes and sighed again. Then in a softer voice, she groaned, "àGeez, why did Saber get summoned by a guy like this?"
"Because he is my Master!" Red Saber chortled, replying quite readily.
Blue Saber, who had been watching for this entire time silently frowned and interrupted herà sister, "That makes me wonder how exactly did Master summon me as well, since I am also Saber." She seemed to be looking coldly beyond you, at Red Saber, as she said this.
"W-wait, you summoned two Sabersà?" Tohsaka stared, wide-eyed. Her aloof, distant image in your mind was completely shattered.
"Uhmà" You were unsure of what to respond. What could you say to that anyway?
A giggle.
Another giggle.
It was the girl clad in white. She stopped gigglingà only to start laughing outright and pounding a fist against the tatami mat of the living room as she rolled around. Everyone in the room stared until she finally stopped, all of you too confusedùwell, you were confusedùto ask. After a while, she finally stopped. As she wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes, she snickered perkily, "I-Ià oh, ha! I am also a Saber, Master Shirou!" She turned to the girl in black and added, "And so is she, I guess."
Tohsaka stared at you. No, not like the previous stares, where she was questioning you in suspicion or confusion, or anything! She justà staredà
àAh.
There it isà
àA vein on Tohsaka's head, near her temples. Ahà another one.
àOhà That doesn't look healthy, she looks seriously angry.
"Ahà um, Tohsaka, Ià I really don't know what is going onà?" You tried, but that seemed to not work. In fact, it did the opposite of placating her. She looks like she was about to explode. You quickly shut up, afraid that she would beat you up if you uttered another sound.
"Are you trying to make a fool out of me, Emiya Shirou?" She whispered dangerously. You wished she would shout at you, because the way she whispered caused the room's temperature to lower and a shiver to run down your spine.
Thankfully, White Saber interrupted hastily, "No, no, Rin! He's just a lucky idiot, that's all!"
Tohsaka did not look any happier, but a rustle of metal and cloth behind me caused her to pause, mid-breath. Black Saber's sword glowed red threateningly, even brighter than the lighting of the room. As you looked out the windows, you realized that it was very early. The clock showed that it was almost 2 A.M. in the morning!
àThere was something important that you forgotà
"àEmiya-kun, let me assume that you don't even know what kind of situation you're in right now, is that correct?" Tohsaka asked slowly.
You nodded.
"Ià I see," She nodded slowly. "Perhaps that is right, you certainly seemed like you didn't know. But you summoned four Sabers, so I... Hmph! I would be displeased if I had to explain this to someone who already knewà" She muttered.
She then started to explain the concept of a Holy Grail War to you, which was rather boring. Despite the shocked expression she had when she saw the Command Seals on your hands, which made her all the more human in your mind somehow, you did not really pay much attention to her explanation until she said, "àyou'll be killed, so be careful."
"Whatà?" Your eyes widened as you gaped at her, "I'll be killed?"
What? Hold on here a moment! You didn't sign up for something like this! H-howà
àBut the explanation did not ease your distress at all. If anything, your frustrations and fears only worsened as she concluded with, "I understand how you feel, but I'm just telling you the truth." Tohsaka looked tired. She spoke slowly, tiredly, almost as if she wanted to turn away from all this, but was bound to it her whole life. She knew nothing else but this, you realized. She added, "àbesides, you should know now, deep down. You understand that you're in a situation that you cannot turn away from, having almost been killed by a Servant twice."
Wellà
That'sà
Certainly, you were almost killed by Lancer, butà
All the Sabers at the table were tense, as they listened intently now. Something about your death struck something in each of them, to a variety of degrees of concern growing in their minds.
"Oh no," Rin corrected slowly, once more you cannot understand if she was teasing you or if she was serious, "that's wrong." She said as she brushed back her hair lazily. Somehow you were reminded of the image of a cat, pawing away a nuisance before turning back to lying around in the sun. She drawled out, "In fact, you weren't almost killed, you were actually dead. Somehow, you're alive againà"
Even though she seemed to be distant now, as she spoke, her eyes became suspicious againà
àThat's right.
Lancer killed you.
That guy certainly did kill you. And you certainly died. There was no denying it: you died when you were killed. You could not run away; there was no excuse. No one would withdraw. You would always be a target...
àThat's rightà
àPeople die when they are killed. You cannot escape that.
But then Tohsaka was not done yet. She began to explain about the Sabers, about all the Servants. She was patient with you, explaining to you methodically, "And as Masters, we are strongly assisted by the Holy Grail to summon these Servants. They are Heroic Spirits from all walks of history, given bodies."
You looked over at Saber.
And then at Saber.
And then at Saber.
And then at Saber.
Then they were all heroines from the past? Certainly no one would have dressed like any of them would in modern times, but to be pulled from the pastà?
"That's impossible," you whisper. That wasà that wasà time travel! Spirits! Heroes of the past? "I've never heard of such magic." You add truthfully.
Tohsaka explained this in strange terms that you don't quite understand. Soul magic? Ghost magic? But in the end, the present was what the conversation wound down to focus upon again. With a smug look, Tohsaka turned to Saber. Well, she turned to the Blue Saber. "So you must not be in full form, Saber. You were summoned by an apprentice, if what Emiya-kun says is true, who has no idea how to be a Master."
For some reason, it felt like they were talking about you without you being there. Or talking about you behind your back. Or something like that.
Blue Saber nodded, surprisingly calmed and collected, "àYes, I am not in full form, as you say. Since Shirou does not have magical energy to supply to me, so I cannot take on my spirit form or replenish my energy."
Oh.
Well, that's terrible.
Tohsaka peered at Blue Saber curiously whistling softly before she pouted again. "àI'm surprisedà" She muttered, disgruntled and rather unhappy by the way she sounded. "Am I correct n assuming the rest of you are suffering from this state too?" She asked as her curious blue eyes shifted on the other Sabers.
"What do you think?" Black Saber growled, "I'm not hiding anything. Now that you explained, Master doesn't need you anymore."
With that, the ebony sword, glowing eerily like blood, appeared into her hands before you rashly stepped in between her and Tohsaka. Even as you stared as courageously into her hawk-like eyes, you felt your heart shiver. For a moment, you thought she would simply impale you, as if you were a sheath for her swordà
àBut then she turned away. "Tch," She growled, "Shirou! Give me your snacks. Now."
White Saber stood up and ran into your kitchen, skipping happily. She flipped open the cabinets that held the potato chips that you had stashed away to distract your caretaker/older-sister when you were in a dire circumstance. How did she even knew where you stashed them?
àYou didn't know, but she tossed a bag to Black Saber and kept one for herself. She hummed happily as she seated herself down next to Black Saber, ready to enjoy her light snackà
àBut the Black Saber scooted away from her and closer to Blue Saber, almost snug against her.
"Geezà Four Sabers to you, now I'm regretting it even more." Tohsaka lamented as she flipped her hair again, "If I were their Master, I would have certainly won the war!" Her fists clenched in anger.
"Uh, Tohsaka?" You frowned, "do you mean I'm not fit to be their Master?"
She looked at you, without any malice in her eyes. As if it was the natural thing to say, she agreed readily, "Of course you're not, idiot."
Black Saber was too preoccupied by the potato chips to growl at her by now.
"What? Did you have more questions?" Tohsaka asked innocently. Innocently.
Innocently?
No, in your mind, she was a red devil. Her school idol image, that honor student prestige, has been shattered completely.
"Well, we're done talking, so let's get going." Tohsaka said suddenly.
"Huh? Go where?" It was not you who asked this, it was White Saber. It was as if she took the words out of your mouth.
"We're going to see the guy who knows all about the game Emiya-kun has become involved in, the Holy Grail Warù" Tohsaka started to say, but a black blur happened again. The wind pressure nearly knocked you off your feet, as Black Saber stood up in an instantly.
Her sword cut a thin line on Tohsaka's throat, causing just a drop of blood the roll slowly down to her collar. Surprisingly, Tohsaka stood still, yet was still calm. She smiled sardonically and dared not even swallow, but said slowly, with a slight quiver in her voice, "I-it's pretty close, we could get back by dawnù"
Before Black Saber acted, White Saber stood up and grasped Black Saber's black sword by the blade with her armored hands. She turned to Tohsaka with an expression I could not see, but from Tohsaka's expression, it was even more terrifying than even Black Saber's presence. Even Tohsaka's cheeks paled more than I thought possible. Her skin was as pale as Black Saber'sà
"Please, Magus Tohsaka, we won't go, with good reason," White Saber said, her voice so suddenly resembling Black Saber's growl.
"Well, it's Sunday tomorrow," Tohsaka started, but cut herself off. She turned to you and smirked as calmly as possible, "O-oh, are you ready to act like a Master yet, Emiya-kun? Perhaps you should talk to Saber?"
You frowned; an epiphany had hit you in the head. You knew what Tohsaka was asking, but which Saber was she talking about? "àIt'd be easier if I knew what to call you, something other than Saber."
"I'm Nero!" Red Saber, no, Nero leaped up and supplied instantly. She strutted around you like a cat, rubbing against you gently and showing herself off with her chin high, her voice flowed through the room, "I am the great emperor of Rome, Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus! Aren't I great, Master? Aren't I beautiful?"
It was as if Nero had grown puppy ears and a puppy tail, nuzzling against you softly. Her scent was surprisingly spicy, yet sweet and somewhat heavy like oil. You shot out of your thoughts; why are you thinking of feeding and petting her? You pet her once more, less awkwardly than before. The realization that she is a girl, a female, andà aà a very attractive girl at that smacked you in the face like a hammer.
Tohsaka's next comments smacked the back of your head like a hammer. Rather innocently, Rin mused aloud, "Aren't you supposed to be a man?"
"I do not think it would be preferable to reveal to an enemy Master our identities, Shirou," Blue Saber intervened coldly.
"Don't be a spoil sport," White Saber giggled. She twirled into the center of the room, bowing low into a curtsey to you, with a mysterious smirk on her face. Her alluring pink lips perked as she fluttered her eyelashes at you cutely, "You my call me Lily, Shirou-kun."
With that, Lily turned to Blue Saber and shrugged, "See? That wasn't so hard was it? You should lighten up, Ahù"
"I have only one name, and that is Saber," She cut Lily off coolly, "There is no reason for other frivolous titles for me, Shirou." Strangely enough, her eyes followed the potato chips that Lily ate slowly.
"I'm King Arthur," Black Saber interrupted. At this, both Blue Saber and Lily frowned. But you didn't really notice that. All you noticed what how every Servant you summoned was actually a man.
They were all men!
Butà they all looked like women. Your hand rose shakilyà Were they really women or men?
àYou pulled back quickly, conscious of your sudden actions. Looking down at Nero, who was sitting snugly against you, you muttered, "Huh. It feels like a girlà"
àFrom the way Tohsaka lookedà
"Oh, ho?" She raised an eyebrow at you, "You really like showing off, don't you, Emiya-kun?"
àAh, you were about to die anyway. You might as well just grope some, right?
"Ah, ah, M-master, do you want to see?" Nero moaned, wiggling against you. Her face grew red and her breath grew visible and hot. She did not look unhappy with your suspicious stare, but perhaps it would be best to back away and protest for your innocence to Tohsakaà
àBut she doesn't look like she would listen to anything you say by now.
Quickly, you pulled away and tried to force an excuse out, but the first thing out of your mouth was just that much more damning, "I was going to check if she was a guy, Tohsaka."
àAh.
It didn't help at all.
You looked over at Saberùan accident, really. She seemed to redden, but she scowled at you and took a step back. After a moment of tense silence, in which even the very air was tangible and the tension could be cut, Saber stuttered out with as much dignity as she could muster, "I-It matters not what my gender is, Shirou. Ià I wasn'tà I am a Servant and that's all t-that matters."
Black Saber shrugged and grabbed your hand. She then stuffed your hand snugly into her armor, between her legs.
You frowned. Whaù
ùSticky.
àWet.
You gaped. Then your jaw dropped lower when Black Saber leaned and growled throatily to you as she bit your nape, "Call me Arturia, Master."
Ah.
"Ah," you said what you think, as your mind goes blank. Tohsaka's unhappy face flashes in your mind, causing you to pull back quickly, as if you were burned. You stared down at your fingers, gleaming in the brightly lit room with bodily liquids.
"Ahà ahà I'm going to bed. It's far too late for this, I'll deal with this in the morning," you muttered, your brain trying to shut down already. "àThis is too much."
...I guess I'll post the rest then... Keep in mind I haven't even edited this. Still kinda sorta looking for a beta. Don't really wanna bother Alf with something as trivial as this...
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Are you nervous?
Are you flustered?
Are you confused?
Are you all of the above and more?
Well, what did you expect?
A strange, awkward silence permeated as you followed Tohsaka Rin into the gates of your home, accompanied by a whole trope of deliciously beautiful foreigners, two of whom took the liberty to cling to your arms. The Red Saber and the girl in the white armor each claimed one of your arms as their territory, while the other two, who you still assume to be their sisters, followed you and watched Tohsaka like a hawk.
Butà What are you even doing really?
Could you feel the intense beating of your heart within your chest and the many flustered, racing thoughts that flowed through your mind in awkward intervals? Could you have even imagined such a scenario in your lifeà ever?
Before you, this was more than just a schoolmate! Tohsaka was the school idol, someone that everybody admired, even or especially you. This situation couldn't be any stranger, could it?
Behind you was the girl in the black, jagged armor, silently stalking you as if she was your shadow. Throughout this entire night, she had been silent, never once uttering more than a grunt or a growl. Her permanent scowl, which was plastered all over her pale, porcelain face seemed to only enhance her allure, despite her apparent dislike for everything around her. You wondered for a moment if that hate extended to you, but your mind drifted to the other girl, the first Saber.
The Blue Saber was also following you silentlyà
àGah! There was no time for you to think about her! Why is Tohsaka stepping into your home?
"Wha-wait! What are you thinkingà?" You stuttered out, trying desperately to make sense of this night. Instead, Tohsaka only looked at you from over her shoulder giving you a mix of a suspicious and pitying stare.
"Are you really that stupid, Emiya-kun?" She asked, once more patronizing you as if you were a child. No, that wasn't right. It felt more like she was trying to educate the uneducated. But that might have been more correct that you wished to allow it to be; you are barely a half-assed magus compared to Tohsaka, who had already done things on a level far above that which you could ever hope to comprehend.
"I'm thinking about a lot of things," Tohsaka drawled slowly and sweetly. Was it your imagination or did she seem to be completely different from how she acted at school? "That's why I want to talk to you."
You nodded awkwardly as she walked into your compound. She was angry, wasn't she? Of course she would be pissed, who wouldn't when they just had a sword to their throat not a moment ago?
àBut you were not stupid. You knew this, even if you cannot change her mind.
You were a magus, just like Tohsaka, even if she is on a different level than you entirely. You could think things through, analyze them like everything elseà
àIf only the breasts pressed against your arms were not so distractingà
àAnd you know for one thing that these girls, perhaps all Sabers of some kind, were some kinds of familiars. Were they all called Sabers, you wondered? But you knew that man was called Lancer. Then he was a Lancer then? A type of special familiar perhapsà?
While your knowledge of magecraft was weak, if not outright pathetic, you were sure that these girls were familiars, because they all called you Master, with exception of the black armored girl. Somehow, you also had a contract with each of them, making it even clearer that they areà somethingà? Something different from exactly human? But they looked so human, even nowà
You searched your mind, trying to figure out what they really were.
You knew that familiars were things that magi used, after inserting a part of them into something else, a vessel. Familiars were always used to assist magià at least, that was what you knewà
àInserting a part of you into these girls? You could barely keep yourself straight thinking about such an actà
But somehow, the girl dressed in white giggled the same moment you thought of this. She leaned in, bringing to your senses a feeling of calm and a scent of lilies and spring, as she whispered throatily into your ear, "Shirou, you pervertà!"
You felt your face flush for theà how many times was it now? You quickly turn away, only to catch both Red and Blue Sabers' attention.
"Hm?" The Blue Saber mutters gently, "What is it Shirou?"
"Ah, Master must be feeling very energetic," Red Saber interjected, "look how healthy and red he is! Even his hair is such a nice color!"
àNo matter how you looked at it, these girls were human. Quite obviously strange humans with weird minds, but you knew they were humans nevertheless. And they called you Masterà why? They are obviously superior to you, each of them. You couldn'tà never in your mindà could you summon and command such powerful humans! So what were they really?
Perhaps not familiars thenà
àAs you looked ahead at Tohsaka, or rather at her shapely rear as she bent down to take her shoes off as she entered your home, you thoughtùaside from how beautiful the view wasùof how amazing a magus Tohsaka was. In this town where there were several other magi who lived here, she surely must be one of the bestà?
àShe must also be a Master then. Was the man who Saber cut down her familiar? Or was he similar to what these girls were? Now that you thought about it, wouldn't that Lancer be familiar to another magus in town then?
àA blur of blue clashed with a blur of redà
Had you just stuck yourself between the conflicts of two magi? Without her helper, wouldn't Tohsaka be vulnerable? Andà that was all thanks to you! Not once had her helper, that man in red, once attacked you. Did they chase the Lancer to your homeà only to have the man in red be incapacitated? Ughà! You didn't want to be responsible for if Tohsaka died too, just because you couldn't stop Saber fast enough!
"Wow," Tohsaka chimed; her voice was melodious despite the way the living room was. It was trashed, from your earlier struggle with the Lancer. She looked around, not once turning to you at all, "It's pretty big, Emiya-kun," she said in that teasing voice you had never heard in school, "Japanese-styled too! It's a little unusual for me, but this is the living room, right?"
Then she proceeded to repair the broken windows with ease, something you could never accomplish. Hell, you didn't even know that was possible!
At first, Tohsaka mistook this, "So you fought Lancer before you summonedà" She waved her hand at the girls, a strained look crossing her expression before she continued, "Alone? Trying to show off again aren't you, Emiya-kun?"
"I didn't fight him at all," you replied in a deadpanned tone, "I was just beaten up. I don't even know how I'm still alive honestly."
Tohsaka looked at you incredulously, as if you said something stupidà again. "àI see," she said. She didn't. "àI see, I see," she nodded slowly, "so you couldn't beat him up, but you summoned four of them andù"
She slammed her hands on the table; Tohsaka's mood changed completely, turning into some kind of red devil, scaring you out of your wits for a second before you righted yourself mentally.
"Lie!" She shouted, before she placed a delicate hand elegantly on her head, brushing one of her twin-tails back. She sighed slowly before returning to that melodiousùand dangerousùvoice, "àNext thing you are going to tell me wouldn't be something as outrageous as you being unable to something as elemental as restoring glass broken a few minutes ago, would it, Emiya-kun?"
Wowà
àScaryà
àWas she usually this scary? Ah, but she is still beautiful now, even if she looks so scary, with that angry scowl on her faceà
You scratched your cheeks slowly, feeling the sweat dripping slowly down the side of your head. It didn't help that the girls around you were silent as well, watching and listening to Tohsaka rather than coming to your defenseà
"I-I was only taught by my fatherà" You stuttered out again, "So I don't even know the basics or the elemental stuffà"
She pouted at you, crossing her arms slowly as she did so.
Are you nervous?
Are you flustered?
Are you confused?
Are you all of the above and more?
Well, what did you expect?
You probably said something wrong!
"àAre you expecting me to believe that someone who summoned four Servants probably doesn't even have a workshop?" Her scowl deepened. Before you could reply, she slammed her palms on the table again, "Like I'd believe that! If you think you can trick me like this, Emiya, youù"
The girl in the white dress frowned next to you, with a panicked look on her face. Was she afraid of Tohsaka as much as you were? Impossible as that sounds, especially since she was powerful enough to match the Blue Saber, you wondered why she seemedà distressedà?
But before Tohsaka could rant another word, a flashùno, it can't be called a flash; it was more like a blurùof darkness and a rush of wind pressure blew both you and Tohsaka back. It was the black armored girl, who had just cut the living room table in half with her sword. She glared down at Tohsaka, with a visage full of distain, "Shut up, cunt," she growled, "And get on with the important part."
That was the first time she spoke and the fear her words instilled upon you was far greater than anything Tohsaka could have done. You realized at that point that unlike Blue Saber, you would have no way of stopping this girl if she really wanted to kill Tohsaka. But your mouthùthat mouth that kept blurting thingsùblurted out, "àThe important part?"
The girl's sharp, golden glare swayed slowly as she turned to you. Her eyes narrowed as her lips parted, as if she was about to say something equally hateful before she restrained herself. Instead, she turned away from you and sat down behind Blue Saber, crossing her arms and pouting. One of her hand snaked around, unnoticed by everyone except you, and settled on the hem of Blue Saber's skirt.
"Ahem!" The girl in white cleared her throat loudly, calling your attention. She seemed to have even the same voice as Blue Saber, like all of these girls, but her voice seemed to float in the room. She sounded strangely panicked, yet happy, when she said to Tohsaka, "Perhaps you could ahà explain the Grail War to our Master? I would be oh, so thankful if you didà" Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, causing Tohsaka to narrow her eyes at herà
àBut with the thread of the black armored girl, who was still glaring at her with enough hate that it was tangible, Tohsaka seemed to relent. She pressed her palm against her forehead. As her hand slid down her face slowly, she sighed and muttered, "Fine. Fineà I'll act as if Emiya-kun was some kind of third-rate magus who didn't know how to do even the simplest spells and could probably only strengthen items or something equally odd, even though everyone of us in this room knows that he is some kind of super magus to be able to do thisù"
The black armored girl growled softly.
"Alright, alright!" Tohsaka lowered her eyes and sighed again. Then in a softer voice, she groaned, "àGeez, why did Saber get summoned by a guy like this?"
"Because he is my Master!" Red Saber chortled, replying quite readily.
Blue Saber, who had been watching for this entire time silently frowned and interrupted herà sister, "That makes me wonder how exactly did Master summon me as well, since I am also Saber." She seemed to be looking coldly beyond you, at Red Saber, as she said this.
"W-wait, you summoned two Sabersà?" Tohsaka stared, wide-eyed. Her aloof, distant image in your mind was completely shattered.
"Uhmà" You were unsure of what to respond. What could you say to that anyway?
A giggle.
Another giggle.
It was the girl clad in white. She stopped gigglingà only to start laughing outright and pounding a fist against the tatami mat of the living room as she rolled around. Everyone in the room stared until she finally stopped, all of you too confusedùwell, you were confusedùto ask. After a while, she finally stopped. As she wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes, she snickered perkily, "I-Ià oh, ha! I am also a Saber, Master Shirou!" She turned to the girl in black and added, "And so is she, I guess."
Tohsaka stared at you. No, not like the previous stares, where she was questioning you in suspicion or confusion, or anything! She justà staredà
àAh.
There it isà
àA vein on Tohsaka's head, near her temples. Ahà another one.
àOhà That doesn't look healthy, she looks seriously angry.
"Ahà um, Tohsaka, Ià I really don't know what is going onà?" You tried, but that seemed to not work. In fact, it did the opposite of placating her. She looks like she was about to explode. You quickly shut up, afraid that she would beat you up if you uttered another sound.
"Are you trying to make a fool out of me, Emiya Shirou?" She whispered dangerously. You wished she would shout at you, because the way she whispered caused the room's temperature to lower and a shiver to run down your spine.
Thankfully, White Saber interrupted hastily, "No, no, Rin! He's just a lucky idiot, that's all!"
Tohsaka did not look any happier, but a rustle of metal and cloth behind me caused her to pause, mid-breath. Black Saber's sword glowed red threateningly, even brighter than the lighting of the room. As you looked out the windows, you realized that it was very early. The clock showed that it was almost 2 A.M. in the morning!
àThere was something important that you forgotà
"àEmiya-kun, let me assume that you don't even know what kind of situation you're in right now, is that correct?" Tohsaka asked slowly.
You nodded.
"Ià I see," She nodded slowly. "Perhaps that is right, you certainly seemed like you didn't know. But you summoned four Sabers, so I... Hmph! I would be displeased if I had to explain this to someone who already knewà" She muttered.
She then started to explain the concept of a Holy Grail War to you, which was rather boring. Despite the shocked expression she had when she saw the Command Seals on your hands, which made her all the more human in your mind somehow, you did not really pay much attention to her explanation until she said, "àyou'll be killed, so be careful."
"Whatà?" Your eyes widened as you gaped at her, "I'll be killed?"
What? Hold on here a moment! You didn't sign up for something like this! H-howà
àBut the explanation did not ease your distress at all. If anything, your frustrations and fears only worsened as she concluded with, "I understand how you feel, but I'm just telling you the truth." Tohsaka looked tired. She spoke slowly, tiredly, almost as if she wanted to turn away from all this, but was bound to it her whole life. She knew nothing else but this, you realized. She added, "àbesides, you should know now, deep down. You understand that you're in a situation that you cannot turn away from, having almost been killed by a Servant twice."
Wellà
That'sà
Certainly, you were almost killed by Lancer, butà
All the Sabers at the table were tense, as they listened intently now. Something about your death struck something in each of them, to a variety of degrees of concern growing in their minds.
"Oh no," Rin corrected slowly, once more you cannot understand if she was teasing you or if she was serious, "that's wrong." She said as she brushed back her hair lazily. Somehow you were reminded of the image of a cat, pawing away a nuisance before turning back to lying around in the sun. She drawled out, "In fact, you weren't almost killed, you were actually dead. Somehow, you're alive againà"
Even though she seemed to be distant now, as she spoke, her eyes became suspicious againà
àThat's right.
Lancer killed you.
That guy certainly did kill you. And you certainly died. There was no denying it: you died when you were killed. You could not run away; there was no excuse. No one would withdraw. You would always be a target...
àThat's rightà
àPeople die when they are killed. You cannot escape that.
But then Tohsaka was not done yet. She began to explain about the Sabers, about all the Servants. She was patient with you, explaining to you methodically, "And as Masters, we are strongly assisted by the Holy Grail to summon these Servants. They are Heroic Spirits from all walks of history, given bodies."
You looked over at Saber.
And then at Saber.
And then at Saber.
And then at Saber.
Then they were all heroines from the past? Certainly no one would have dressed like any of them would in modern times, but to be pulled from the pastà?
"That's impossible," you whisper. That wasà that wasà time travel! Spirits! Heroes of the past? "I've never heard of such magic." You add truthfully.
Tohsaka explained this in strange terms that you don't quite understand. Soul magic? Ghost magic? But in the end, the present was what the conversation wound down to focus upon again. With a smug look, Tohsaka turned to Saber. Well, she turned to the Blue Saber. "So you must not be in full form, Saber. You were summoned by an apprentice, if what Emiya-kun says is true, who has no idea how to be a Master."
For some reason, it felt like they were talking about you without you being there. Or talking about you behind your back. Or something like that.
Blue Saber nodded, surprisingly calmed and collected, "àYes, I am not in full form, as you say. Since Shirou does not have magical energy to supply to me, so I cannot take on my spirit form or replenish my energy."
Oh.
Well, that's terrible.
Tohsaka peered at Blue Saber curiously whistling softly before she pouted again. "àI'm surprisedà" She muttered, disgruntled and rather unhappy by the way she sounded. "Am I correct n assuming the rest of you are suffering from this state too?" She asked as her curious blue eyes shifted on the other Sabers.
"What do you think?" Black Saber growled, "I'm not hiding anything. Now that you explained, Master doesn't need you anymore."
With that, the ebony sword, glowing eerily like blood, appeared into her hands before you rashly stepped in between her and Tohsaka. Even as you stared as courageously into her hawk-like eyes, you felt your heart shiver. For a moment, you thought she would simply impale you, as if you were a sheath for her swordà
àBut then she turned away. "Tch," She growled, "Shirou! Give me your snacks. Now."
White Saber stood up and ran into your kitchen, skipping happily. She flipped open the cabinets that held the potato chips that you had stashed away to distract your caretaker/older-sister when you were in a dire circumstance. How did she even knew where you stashed them?
àYou didn't know, but she tossed a bag to Black Saber and kept one for herself. She hummed happily as she seated herself down next to Black Saber, ready to enjoy her light snackà
àBut the Black Saber scooted away from her and closer to Blue Saber, almost snug against her.
"Geezà Four Sabers to you, now I'm regretting it even more." Tohsaka lamented as she flipped her hair again, "If I were their Master, I would have certainly won the war!" Her fists clenched in anger.
"Uh, Tohsaka?" You frowned, "do you mean I'm not fit to be their Master?"
She looked at you, without any malice in her eyes. As if it was the natural thing to say, she agreed readily, "Of course you're not, idiot."
Black Saber was too preoccupied by the potato chips to growl at her by now.
"What? Did you have more questions?" Tohsaka asked innocently. Innocently.
Innocently?
No, in your mind, she was a red devil. Her school idol image, that honor student prestige, has been shattered completely.
"Well, we're done talking, so let's get going." Tohsaka said suddenly.
"Huh? Go where?" It was not you who asked this, it was White Saber. It was as if she took the words out of your mouth.
"We're going to see the guy who knows all about the game Emiya-kun has become involved in, the Holy Grail Warù" Tohsaka started to say, but a black blur happened again. The wind pressure nearly knocked you off your feet, as Black Saber stood up in an instantly.
Her sword cut a thin line on Tohsaka's throat, causing just a drop of blood the roll slowly down to her collar. Surprisingly, Tohsaka stood still, yet was still calm. She smiled sardonically and dared not even swallow, but said slowly, with a slight quiver in her voice, "I-it's pretty close, we could get back by dawnù"
Before Black Saber acted, White Saber stood up and grasped Black Saber's black sword by the blade with her armored hands. She turned to Tohsaka with an expression I could not see, but from Tohsaka's expression, it was even more terrifying than even Black Saber's presence. Even Tohsaka's cheeks paled more than I thought possible. Her skin was as pale as Black Saber'sà
"Please, Magus Tohsaka, we won't go, with good reason," White Saber said, her voice so suddenly resembling Black Saber's growl.
"Well, it's Sunday tomorrow," Tohsaka started, but cut herself off. She turned to you and smirked as calmly as possible, "O-oh, are you ready to act like a Master yet, Emiya-kun? Perhaps you should talk to Saber?"
You frowned; an epiphany had hit you in the head. You knew what Tohsaka was asking, but which Saber was she talking about? "àIt'd be easier if I knew what to call you, something other than Saber."
"I'm Nero!" Red Saber, no, Nero leaped up and supplied instantly. She strutted around you like a cat, rubbing against you gently and showing herself off with her chin high, her voice flowed through the room, "I am the great emperor of Rome, Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus! Aren't I great, Master? Aren't I beautiful?"
It was as if Nero had grown puppy ears and a puppy tail, nuzzling against you softly. Her scent was surprisingly spicy, yet sweet and somewhat heavy like oil. You shot out of your thoughts; why are you thinking of feeding and petting her? You pet her once more, less awkwardly than before. The realization that she is a girl, a female, andà aà a very attractive girl at that smacked you in the face like a hammer.
Tohsaka's next comments smacked the back of your head like a hammer. Rather innocently, Rin mused aloud, "Aren't you supposed to be a man?"
"I do not think it would be preferable to reveal to an enemy Master our identities, Shirou," Blue Saber intervened coldly.
"Don't be a spoil sport," White Saber giggled. She twirled into the center of the room, bowing low into a curtsey to you, with a mysterious smirk on her face. Her alluring pink lips perked as she fluttered her eyelashes at you cutely, "You my call me Lily, Shirou-kun."
With that, Lily turned to Blue Saber and shrugged, "See? That wasn't so hard was it? You should lighten up, Ahù"
"I have only one name, and that is Saber," She cut Lily off coolly, "There is no reason for other frivolous titles for me, Shirou." Strangely enough, her eyes followed the potato chips that Lily ate slowly.
"I'm King Arthur," Black Saber interrupted. At this, both Blue Saber and Lily frowned. But you didn't really notice that. All you noticed what how every Servant you summoned was actually a man.
They were all men!
Butà they all looked like women. Your hand rose shakilyà Were they really women or men?
àYou pulled back quickly, conscious of your sudden actions. Looking down at Nero, who was sitting snugly against you, you muttered, "Huh. It feels like a girlà"
àFrom the way Tohsaka lookedà
"Oh, ho?" She raised an eyebrow at you, "You really like showing off, don't you, Emiya-kun?"
àAh, you were about to die anyway. You might as well just grope some, right?
"Ah, ah, M-master, do you want to see?" Nero moaned, wiggling against you. Her face grew red and her breath grew visible and hot. She did not look unhappy with your suspicious stare, but perhaps it would be best to back away and protest for your innocence to Tohsakaà
àBut she doesn't look like she would listen to anything you say by now.
Quickly, you pulled away and tried to force an excuse out, but the first thing out of your mouth was just that much more damning, "I was going to check if she was a guy, Tohsaka."
àAh.
It didn't help at all.
You looked over at Saberùan accident, really. She seemed to redden, but she scowled at you and took a step back. After a moment of tense silence, in which even the very air was tangible and the tension could be cut, Saber stuttered out with as much dignity as she could muster, "I-It matters not what my gender is, Shirou. Ià I wasn'tà I am a Servant and that's all t-that matters."
Black Saber shrugged and grabbed your hand. She then stuffed your hand snugly into her armor, between her legs.
You frowned. Whaù
ùSticky.
àWet.
You gaped. Then your jaw dropped lower when Black Saber leaned and growled throatily to you as she bit your nape, "Call me Arturia, Master."
Ah.
"Ah," you said what you think, as your mind goes blank. Tohsaka's unhappy face flashes in your mind, causing you to pull back quickly, as if you were burned. You stared down at your fingers, gleaming in the brightly lit room with bodily liquids.
"Ahà ahà I'm going to bed. It's far too late for this, I'll deal with this in the morning," you muttered, your brain trying to shut down already. "àThis is too much."
I should say that this is amusing me quite a bit, but I have two issues.
""Shut up, cunt," she growled, "And get on with the important part.""
That line ruined my immersion in the story. I am assuming that Black Saber is Black Saber from HF bad end where Shirou spares her or he goes in without Rider and dies, so that is what I am expecting. What exactly that entails is quite vague, but having Saber say that was not it in any way.
This problem is followed up by,
"Black Saber shrugged and grabbed your hand. She then stuffed your hand snugly into her armor, between her legs.
You frowned. Whaù
ùSticky.
àWet."
Same issue, so I keep wondering one thing. WHAT PATH IS THIS SABER SUMMONED FROM?!!?!?
Then your earlier comment of this not being first person perspective, well it is now.
Other than that I enjoyed it all.
""Shut up, cunt," she growled, "And get on with the important part.""
That line ruined my immersion in the story. I am assuming that Black Saber is Black Saber from HF bad end where Shirou spares her or he goes in without Rider and dies, so that is what I am expecting. What exactly that entails is quite vague, but having Saber say that was not it in any way.
This problem is followed up by,
"Black Saber shrugged and grabbed your hand. She then stuffed your hand snugly into her armor, between her legs.
You frowned. Whaù
ùSticky.
àWet."
Same issue, so I keep wondering one thing. WHAT PATH IS THIS SABER SUMMONED FROM?!!?!?
Then your earlier comment of this not being first person perspective, well it is now.
Other than that I enjoyed it all.
Both the guy who inspired me to write this and his friend on BL both believe that Saber Gao has nothing to do with Saber.
While I defy their wishes in having Lily as a separate character from canonSaber, I can't seem to find any reason or way to fit a loli-Saber in a Lion Costume, saying only "Gao! Gao!" into this. Or rather, I can't seem to find any way of explaining Saber Gao other than "oh, she's probably Saber and Shirou's daughter running around in her Lion Pajamas and playing with mom's sword while eating a big mutton. And she's probably playing around, as children often do, by acting like a feline and yelling only a single syllable," but that's all...
...having Shirou summon Mama Saber and Daughter Saber was an idea I toyed with, but in the end it seemed too much like a shoujo manga to me. Nothing wrong with them, of course, but...
ANYWAY, about Archer... I was toying with a limited third person perspective of Archer in the next chapter. That much is set in stone, but... What do you think about Lily kicking him between the legs as she blocked canonSaber's kill blow?
I'm trying to have a serious story with a few silly scenes, but I dunno if Archer holding an ice pack or something to his groin is over doing it.
And, yeah, uh, not posting this on SB.
While I defy their wishes in having Lily as a separate character from canonSaber, I can't seem to find any reason or way to fit a loli-Saber in a Lion Costume, saying only "Gao! Gao!" into this. Or rather, I can't seem to find any way of explaining Saber Gao other than "oh, she's probably Saber and Shirou's daughter running around in her Lion Pajamas and playing with mom's sword while eating a big mutton. And she's probably playing around, as children often do, by acting like a feline and yelling only a single syllable," but that's all...
...having Shirou summon Mama Saber and Daughter Saber was an idea I toyed with, but in the end it seemed too much like a shoujo manga to me. Nothing wrong with them, of course, but...
ANYWAY, about Archer... I was toying with a limited third person perspective of Archer in the next chapter. That much is set in stone, but... What do you think about Lily kicking him between the legs as she blocked canonSaber's kill blow?
I'm trying to have a serious story with a few silly scenes, but I dunno if Archer holding an ice pack or something to his groin is over doing it.
And, yeah, uh, not posting this on SB.
Personally...
I think it would be more poignant if Lily tried to engineer something like the same re-affirmation that Archer received at the end of UBW... that is, she doesn't treat him like an enemy, but like a lost friend.
I guess the thing is, Archer and Shirou have this intensely personal problem, and all these girls with wrong-headed opinions keep butting in and getting in the way. I think it would be better if Lily was like "this is something they have to solve together. We cannot solve it for them".
Archer must confront Emiya Shirou. Anything else would be pointless.
I think it would be more poignant if Lily tried to engineer something like the same re-affirmation that Archer received at the end of UBW... that is, she doesn't treat him like an enemy, but like a lost friend.
I guess the thing is, Archer and Shirou have this intensely personal problem, and all these girls with wrong-headed opinions keep butting in and getting in the way. I think it would be better if Lily was like "this is something they have to solve together. We cannot solve it for them".
Archer must confront Emiya Shirou. Anything else would be pointless.
Pretty much, only a lot worse. If you're curious, look it up <a href='http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/TabletopGame/FATAL?from=Main.FATAL' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>on TVTropes</a>. In brief: AVOID.
This fic is far, far to good to be related to FATAL.
I am very much wondering about Black Saber. IIRC, there's at least one route, a Bad End of HF, where Rin acts like a True Magus (in other words, a rather evil, complete and total cunt, though she was pushed to it by the circumstances, and if she survived, would probably have wished she hadn't), and you may well be able to fudge it to have Dark Saber conscious to see Rin enslave Shirou and kill her sister (and probably claim the Holy Grail), which would certainly have an effect on her opinion of Rin. Also, if she has bits of Sakura's or Dark Sakura's mind in hers, that would be one explanation for the other scene that's bothering some people. There are other possible explanations for both, of course. I look forward to finding out which ones apply to this fic.
This fic is far, far to good to be related to FATAL.
I am very much wondering about Black Saber. IIRC, there's at least one route, a Bad End of HF, where Rin acts like a True Magus (in other words, a rather evil, complete and total cunt, though she was pushed to it by the circumstances, and if she survived, would probably have wished she hadn't), and you may well be able to fudge it to have Dark Saber conscious to see Rin enslave Shirou and kill her sister (and probably claim the Holy Grail), which would certainly have an effect on her opinion of Rin. Also, if she has bits of Sakura's or Dark Sakura's mind in hers, that would be one explanation for the other scene that's bothering some people. There are other possible explanations for both, of course. I look forward to finding out which ones apply to this fic.