Fate/White Parmesan

[] "Yes. If that's what it'll take we will. You're too strong to allow to die. We might need you."

You already stepped on her toes once this evening, you were going to do it again. Scathach, the Witch of Dun Scaith, was above all else tired of it all. She's fought so hard for so long that she wished for her own death. Through her many battles she killed Shades, Ghosts, and even Gods until her mortal body was no more, becoming one that was unable to die through her battles.

A body no longer fit to be human, but one to be used as a weapon in the battlefield. Everything she did, she used to hone her skills and strengths further into the realm beyond Divine. She was the great Teacher of Ireland's Child of Light, the greatest Hero that country ever had.

And here you were, getting in her way as the growling of her Bike's engine rumbled through the air. You met her gaze as you gave her your reply.

"Yes. If that's what it'll take, we will," you told her with a steely tone, "You're too strong to allow to die. We might need you."

"It's not the Teacher's job to fight the battles of her students. Have confidence in yourself-" Scathach began but you cut her off.

"I'm not saying this as someone who's concerned. I'm looking at it from a strategic point," you continued as you looked into her red eyes, "Your strength will help us raise the odds of winning and your interference will only make the enemy guarded. You can't do this on the time we're going to attack."

Scathach raised an eyebrow at that before considering it. A small smile curled upon her lips.

"I see. A sound reason," Scathach replied before she sat up her bike.

You breathed a sigh of relief. However Scathach slid her helmet's visor down and leaned on her bike. Revving the engine and making the rear wheel spin hard. Rider pulled you aside before the bike shot past you and drifted to the side.

You watched Scathach's hair flow behind her as she tore through the convenience store parking lot and out into open road. She was gunning it as fast as she could.

"Rider!" You cried out before Medb summoned her bull and picked you up.

The two of you got on the phantasmal Beast and took to the skies as the Witch drove into the freeway, breaking numerous traffic laws. It was evening and way past rush hour at this point but there were still some cars on the road. You took care to make sure that Medb was high enough to not be spotted by people below.

Scathach's engine roared beneath you as the bull sped up to gain some speed. She's fast!

"She put runes in that thing!" Rider hissed as she held the reins of her steed.

"She actually wants to kill herself, holy shit!" You cried out as the bull caught up with Scathach on a highway.

The Witch looked up at you as you and Rider hovered above her. You saw her lean forward before Rider pulled up to avoid a bridge. You held on to your Servant's waist as she navigated past the bridge and got back to chasing Scathach.

"This woman's got a rebellious streak for someone with a stick up her ass!" Rider snarled as she landed her bull to keep up with Scathach's bike.

The Witch didn't give her any clearance to go level with her on the road. Lights blurred as the bull huffed and charged forward. You held on as you saw that you were coming up close to the mountainside.

"Rider, speed up!" You roared.

Rider urged her bull forward and moved past Scathach. Scathach hit the brakes and pulled back before Medb shot forward. However you weren't about to let this go.

You jumped off the bull at the same time Scathach braked. Rider called out for you before your body hit Scathach off her bike. The two of you flew for miles an hour before you hit the floor. Asphalt struck your body and tore skin beneath your clothes. You rolled and rolled until the bike crashed into a blazing fireball.

It hurt. Everything hurt...

You reinforced your body at the last second to mitigate the damage but it was still painful. Your vision saw the shadows coming from the fire that was coming from Scathach's bike. The woman slowly got up the ground as she took off her cracked helmet.

Blood dropped down your head before you held her side.



"Stubborn," Scathach murmured as she dropped her helmet.

She wasn't even hurt the slightest from taking that fall.

"Fine," Scathach decided as she held out her hands and watched as two familiar red spears fill her grasp, "You want my strength? Come and get it."

The woman tossed you one of her spear, your eyes falling upon the cursed weapon bathed in crimson light. Gae Bolg radiated a sinister energy before you looked up to see Scathach take her stance.

She was... Right. You did say you'll stop her.

"I haven't fought since I arrived. Lancer always rejected my requests to spar. So do your best, Brie," Scathach said as she got ready.

Red light came from her Demon Spear as raw power sizzled through the empty road. She was going to get you. She looked like she's really pissed now.

[] Pick up the Spear and Fight! She's pissed now!
[] Run. Run and buy time for Rider to assist!
[] Chant and get your shield out. You can't get blown up in the first second!
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