Fate/Blackened Sugar

[] Order Assassin to scout out the city. Have her report back to you on any anomalies she finds.

"Assassin, I need you to scout out the city. Report to me about any anomalies you may find," you told her as you met her gaze, "I'll be conducting my own scouting using my Scrap Bird. Be sure not be detected or found."

"I will, my Lord. I will not disappoint you," Assassin agreed as she lowered her head.

"No. It's not about disappointing me. It's making sure you're safe as well," you told her with a nod.

Assassin blinked at that before a light if determination sparked in her eye. She stood up and vanished from your sight.

Assassin was talented and a wonderful information gatherer. When it came to reconnaissance missions, she came up on top. The Takeda trusted her enough to train young women to become like her and being a part of the Koga clan was just the icing on the cake.

You took some candy out of your pocket and popped one in your mouth. The sweetness filled your taste buds as you leaned back on your seat. Something had to break. It was only the day after you got your Servant, you shouldn't expect something yet.

But what was this feeling of foreboding weighing down on you?

You looked down at your Command Seals and grimaced. Chiyome must be feeling it too but you couldn't risk exposing yourselves now. Everything had to be tempered, meticulous and calculated.

Only a wrecking ball of a Master can trip you up again. No, you won't let it happen.

You won't get caught by the same mistakes as the last. You held your left shoulder and grimaced at the phantom pain of your missing limb. Next time you see her, she better be ready.

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You let your mind soar. Right now, you connected your senses with your automata. It flew over the city and banked right before landing on the side of the building. You looked around and flapped your wings while activating some cloaking runes to conceal its presence if just a bit.

Your real body was slouched over at the study in your hideout but your consciousness should be controlling the automata. You decided to take flight and check on the general area where your employees would be the most.

Feeling the wind under your wings, you glided over buildings and dipped down into alleyways before escaping out the street. The sun shined down brightly from the sky as you moved.

Assassin should be making good ground now. You can expect a report later. You flew by the docks and studied the area. It didn't seem like your safehouse there was compromised yet.

You continued surveying the city as you took off towards downtown. You flew towards the direction of the church as sirens blared beneath you. From the air, there seemed to be an apartment on fire. You decided to take the detour and investigate it.

Any disaster was worth looking out for. You came upon the fire and inspected it. The firefighters were hard at work putting out the flames from the windows while a few others broke in to rescue those trapped. You decided to leave once there was nothing out of the ordinary.

You went back to the direction of the church and glided towards it. Clouds began to gather and rain would soon fall. You reached the church and found that there were few people coming and going. You blended alongside the other birds while watching the entrance.

Enhancing the Scrap Bird's sight, you studied the people stepping out.

You caught sight of two women walking together. One was dressed in an eye catching blue coat as her blonde hair were curled into fine drills. She seemed to be in deep conversation with her companion, a woman with light purple hair. They walked out of the church before you flapped your wings and glided into a hole in the church's roof.

Hopping through the upper attic, you came out below the church's ceiling. Flying about, you glided towards where the other birds were and blended alongside them.

Beneath you, there was a beautiful nun with snow white hair in the middle of her prayer. You looked around for the local Priest but found him nowhere. When you looked back at the nun, staring straight at you.

Her golden eyes looking past the mechanical eyes of your automat and straight at you. Ah... Could this be the Admin for the War?

She gave you a long hard look before you spread your wings and took off out the nearest window. Seems like the church was already active at this point. You flew and evaded something as it brushed past you.

You didn't know what it was but you didn't turn to check. You shot straight through an apartment building and kept flying inside it.

You distinctly recognized the sound of chains.

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It was around the evening when you flew the Scrap Bird on the tallest building of the city before cutting off your connection with it. No need to bring it to your hideout, that was just inviting trouble. Even if it did get found, it won't be traced to you so easily.

You tapped into your connection with your Servant as you held your head, "Assassin?"

"I am here," Assassin declared as she stepped out from the dark shadows of your hideout, "I did not wish to disturb your rest."

"Oh. I wasn't resting but it's fine. I made my own investigations," you told her as you turned towards her, "Do you have anything to report?"

"Yes. There seems to be a swarm of familiars moving through the city. They seem to be small crystalline orbs of unknown origin. I wasn't able to track them down but they did not notice my presence either," Assassin replied as she held her arm, "It would be wise to be careful of these familiars."

"Seems like I wasn't the only one doing recon. I checked in on the church. Something tried to attack me as I was leaving it, I didn't know what but I didn't try to find out," you told her as you placed your hand over your knee, "The Administrator seems to be a woman with white hair and golden eyes. Next time you're out, you might want to observe her."

"I see. The Overseer of this war then?" Assassin said with a curious tone.

"Ruler doesn't seem to be around. That in itself is concerning," you admitted with a sigh, "We'll lay low for the night. You should get some rest."

"Servants do not require rest, Master," Assassin said as she shook her head, "I can remain in my spirit form and guard you."

Stubborn one, this Servant.

You were about to tell her off when your Command Seal burned bright. Your eyes widened as a sudden fiery sensation went through your body. It was like someone turned your nerves into searing hot rods.

"Master?!" Assassin cried out as you gasped and held your stomach.

This...

Your vision faded and you felt like you were looking... Elsewhere.

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The horns of war reverberated in your mind as you held on to Assassin's shoulder.

"The Grail... The Grail has manifested," you told her with a serious tone.

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"Will you be okay? That was the signal," a mature woman said to her companion. She fixed her golden hair as she turned to the other lady in the room.

The purple haired woman nodded, "This... Isn't my first war."

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"It's starting, boy," the old man said to his grandson, "A toast to the Holy Grail War, hm?"

"We won't lose, grandpa," the young man seated before him replied. They toasted and the clink of their glass echoed in the room.

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A young woman held her hand as she looked out the window. Her lone eye stared down at the city before she held her hand against the glass.

A masked man stood behind her, his weapon ready, "Your orders, Master."

"Find the Grail," the young woman replied, "Bring her to me. We'll protect her."

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Within a bedroom, a young man held his hand as it burned. He gasped and endured the pain while his command seal grew hot.

Sweat dropped down his face before a pair of hands covered his own.

"Miss?" He murmured with a wary tone.

"It's begun, Master. This story is only beginning. Will you see it through?" The woman said as the moonlight showed her veil.

"I will... I have to," the young man said as he closed his eyes.

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The man set down his massive swords as he hit the floor. He stared at the girl passed out before him as he looked up the broken windows of the abandoned building.

"Looks like it's starting. Sorry, lil' Master. I think I'll take executive decision to move out," he said as he watched the girl's face contort into pain, the red marks on her hand burning bright, "Can't just leave the Grail wandering out there."

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A young woman held out her hand, relishing the pain that coursed through her body. She smiled before a voice spoke behind her.

"Minerva. Should we move?" A tall and imposing man asked, his hand resting upon his blade.

Minerva turned to him and smiled, "Let's give them all a good welcome party... Saber."

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Assassin let you sit down back on your bed as you got used to the pain. Where was that park? How far was it? Could Assassin get there in time?

"Master?" Assassin asked as she held your shoulder.

"That girl, did you see her?" You asked with a rough tone.

"I did. The information came in a split second. That park is not far. If we act now we can retrieve the Grail," Assassin said as she stepped back.

You needed to think. You felt like your blood was rushing to your head.

[] Order Assassin to stand by. Other Servants would surely step out to investigate. A clash was going to happen.
[] Order Assassin to scout but to stay away from the Grail and the battle that will undoubtedly occur. You need to know what you're dealing with.
[] Order Assassin to use the inevitable clash to steal the Grail away. She has the kit and skillset for a kidnapping. Get the Grail away from that area.
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