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Fate/Impetus (An AU Fate quest)(On Hiatus)

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[X] Stay in the Car
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Hmm.. Nobody's tried to tell Saber about the issue by using the mental link?

[X] Get out of the Car, once you're outisde Saber can get to you.
-[X] Tell him about your little Assassin issue via mental link as you do so
--[X] All of it, especially the parts about getting stabbed
 
[X] Get out of the Car, once you're outisde Saber can get to you.
-[X] Tell him about your little Assassin issue via mental link as you do so
--[X] All of it, especially the parts about getting stabbed
 
[X] Get out of the Car, once you're outisde Saber can get to you.
-[X] Tell him about your little Assassin issue via mental link as you do so
--[X] All of it, especially the parts about getting stabbed
 
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    • [X] Get out of the Car, once you're outside Saber can get to you.

    -[X] Tell him about your little Assassin issue via mental link as you do so

    --[X] All of it, especially the parts about getting stabbed

    As the knife edged closer to your throat you quickly rack your brain for options. Something, anything to get out of this alive. What you came up with was...nothing. There was nothing you could do without Assassin slitting your throat like paper. He wanted you to get out of the car, but that would make you the easiest target for Berserker.

    But Saber was also out there as well. With his Guardian Knight skill, there was a chance he could get the two of you out of here. So with that in mind, you grit your teeth and do what Assassin told you to do. After a quick click the seat belt slides to your side allowing you to get out. You move your hand to the door handle and the red eyes of Assassin are joined by a glowing white smile "You're doing wonderfully. Now, if you would continue?"

    You shake slightly, the fear and disgust of the situation hitting you. You're about to open the door when a thought occurs to you. You couldn't use magic, Command Seals were right out but Assassin couldn't hear what goes inside your head. His voice was reaching your head but that wasn't the same as reading your mind (you hoped), which meant that you could still talk to Saber. He needed to know what was going on, right now!

    Please let Assassin be unable to hear this.

    <Saber!> you scream in your head.

    <What is it Sigyn?> Saber asks, his mental voice not at all discouraged that you were distracting him from fighting Berserker. <I sense your fear, are you in danger?>

    You slowly open the door to the car, you had a part to keep up after all <Yes, Assassin has a knife at my throat.> You respond as you start to step out of the car <He's going to make me run into the fight and get ripped apart by Berserker. If I don't do what he asks, he'll kill me, slowly by the way he talks.>

    Saber was silent for a few moments while you stepped out into the street <Saber, you can get to me fast enough to get away from Berserker and Assassin, right?>

    When Saber didn't say anything the fear in you grew to even greater heights <Saber?>

    An explosion of force rang out, stopping any conversation from happening between you and your servant. The explosion brought out a gust of wind that forces you to cover your eyes from the dust and rock. When you didn't feel any more wind you open your eyes and you see Saber and Berserker.

    Saber looks completely fine, there wasn't a wound anywhere on his body. Not even a scratch was on his armor. Berserker however, had clearly seen better days. Its armor was broken and cut in several places and black blood flowed from the wounds. Despite the grievous wounds it was raging just as fast and just as strong. It swung its sword arms in wide, crazy arcs that Saber had little trouble dodging. He retreated back a few steps to allow both servants a chance to catch their breath, so to speak.

    Saber glances back at you for a second and then his attention turns back to Berserker, pretending like he didn't notice you getting out of the car. You feel something on your back, it felt like a hand but nothing was behind you. It kept prodding you on but you didn't feel any presence behind you. So this was the famed Presence Concealment of the Assassin class.

    You glance backward and again, nothing was there but the prodding continues. You slowly take a step towards Berserker and Saber, fast enough to play the part, but slow enough for Saber and you to come up with something.

    Another step forward and still no word from Saber. Berserker roars again and being so close to the sound makes you flinch. The dark servant charges Saber again and the two go into a fury of close ranged blows and strikes.

    Another prod from Assassin. You grit your teeth slightly, they were starting to get really annoying! You're already marching to your death what more does this servant want!?!

    <Sigyn.>

    <Anything?> You ask, the situation wasn't getting any more desperate.

    Another shockwave rings out as Saber dodges another of Berserker's blow that shook the ground. You jump back on pure reflex and the hand of Assassin pushes you forward causing you to stumble towards the battle. You catch a glimpse of Saber deflecting Berserker sword swing before delivering a punch to the servant's helm sending it flying backwards.

    <I have a plan.>

    You perk up, finally some good news! <I'm all ears.>

    <Come closer to the battle, so close that Berserker could strike you down with barely a swing.>

    <...>

    <...>

    <...>

    <Saber, are you sure that's a plan that get us both out of here alive?>

    Was Saber really serious? That plan sounded like something a madman would come up with, it would take one to pull it off as well!

    A moment of silence passes <Yes.> Saber responds, his mental voice devoid of any sarcasm.

    It took all of your self control not to groan, or laugh or do anything that indicated you were talking to Saber. Assassin had to still be behind you so you couldn't do anything but at the moment that wasn't a very good reason to keep quiet.

    The only thing you risk doing is shake your head. It served the dual purpose of expressing your confusion and act like a scared fool to Assassin. The second act wasn't to hard to pull off thankfully.

    <Ok, so how does this plan get us out of this situation?>

    <Simple.>

    Saber rolls to the side of Berserker and cuts a deep gash into its arm. It roars again and tries to attack but Saber was to far away from it to do any damage.

    <As you edge closer, Assassin waits for the right opportunity to leave your side in order to escape the fury of Berserker.>

    Another block, and another shower of sparks erupts between Saber and Berserker.

    <As soon as Assassin knows that you are surely to die, he will leave you. And the moment he does, I will take you away from this place. I'm sorry that's all I have but I have no other option. I have no phantasm capable of protecting you from this beast, nor can my speed get you from Assassin's grasp fast enough. I'm sorry Sigyn.>

    You think it over, it was a risky plan, but it was better than waiting for Assassin to just kill you right there. It was incredibly insane, but if anyone could pull it off, it was Saber.

    You keep yourself from nodding in agreement as you take another step forward <Don't be sorry, I can't do anything in this situation either.>

    You steel yourself <Ok, let's do it.>

    You catch a quick glimpse of Saber smiling but it could have been your imagination. He returned to Berserker and positioned himself so that he was away from you and the black servant had no obstacles to attack you.

    <I will scream your name, that will be the mark to charge towards Berserker.>

    You swallow fear and a bead of sweat runs down your neck.

    <Don't worry master, I promised that I would get you back to your family. And in the lord's name, I will never break that promise for as long as I draw breath.>

    Again, you don't show any sign of your thanks.

    <Ready?> Saber asks.

    Here it comes <Ready.> you say back.

    You take another step forward, a small stone gets crushed by your foot causing a small cracking sound to right out. Berserker tilts its head in confusion but he kept attacking Saber.

    <On three. One.>

    You tense, Berserker was close enough that you could hear its ragged breathing.

    <Two.>

    'Don't think, don't feel fear. Just. Run.' You think to yourself.

    <Thr-.>

    <Great plan, but does this show come with popcorn? It'll be boring without the snacks you know.>

    You instantly stop walking towards Berserker. He knew, Assassin heard everything!

    Saber's eyes widen in surprise and this hesitation causes him to slow down just a bit. But that bit was enough for Berserker to grasp Sabers throat with its hand and slam your servant down into the ground. The ground shatters and Saber couldn't even scream in pain.

    Through the dust you see Saber cough up blood. Faster than you could even shout a word, Berserker turns his other arm into a sword and runs the dark blade through the shoulder that Saber held his blade. Saber brought his other arm over in a desperate attempt to knock Berserker off of him.

    But right before his fist might have connected with Berserker's head, another hand formed itself from the dark aura of Berserker's helm and caught Sabers strike. Instead of fading into Berserker like the last hand did, the arm continued to grow. From the dark energy the arm was joined by a shoulder, then a torso, then a leg and then finally a body. It looked like an exact copy of Berserker, right down to the dark aura and mad gaze. Both of its arms turned into swords and it stabs through both of Saber's hands pinning him to the ground.

    Berserker, the first, lets go of Saber's neck and slowly pulls its blade out of Saber's shoulder. Saber let out a cry in pain but he quickly bit his lip stopping the sound from going any further. Berserker than slowly walks towards you, even through the madness it knew you were it's.

    Saber weakly glances between you, Berserker and Berserker Two "How?" he asks weakly.

    "Oh it's quite simple." Berserker Two said.

    It spoke with an age and intelligences that the original Berserker didn't have. It sounded experienced, mercilus and completely in control.

    "My master there said we. I am merely one the hundred 'we'. His mind is clouded by madness but mine and the other's are the screams that drove him to that dark place."

    Berserker Two's helm twisted and morphed until the eye slit was now at the mouth and two red eyes replaced the slit. The slit curved itself up until a red smile was made over its face.

    "Who are you?" Saber asks.

    Berserker Two let out a crazy laugh "We are nothing but the darkness in the memories of man. We are the demons that cause woman to scream and brave heroes to run in fear."

    From Berserker Two another copy of its crawls out of the black mass. Then another, and another, and another, they just kept coming until you counted at least twenty Berserker's. Ten were guardian Saber, the other nine disappear into shadow and reform around you, making a big circle.

    "We are Legion," they all say except for the original "For we are many!"

    As the original Berserker steps closer, one thing runs through head "RUN! GET AWAY FROM THIS THING! IF YOU DON'T MOVE YOU'LL DIE! RUN!"

    You try and take a step back but the hand of Assassin grabs you around the throat. The grip cuts off all the air in your system, choking you. You desperately claw at the force you knew was there but your fingers feel nothing but your own flesh.

    "Did you think I was going to leave without seeing the show I was promised? Oh, I'm going to remember you my little friend. As the bitch who thought she could get out of this alive."

    As dark spots grow in your vision you see Berserker right in front of you. It raises its sword arm, someone screamed something at you, but you were too far gone to hear. Before you close your eyes for the last time, Berserker swings its arm down.

    And the world explodes.

    You can't see what caused it, you barely hear the sound, but the feeling of force pushing you back is unmistakable. The force choking you stops and you fall to the ground gasping for air. You look around but your vision was too hazy to make out everything in perfect detail. You see Saber break away from the Berserkers, then another explosion erupts next to you.

    It knocks you to the side and causes your ears to ring to the point that everything sounded in one mad symphony of pain.

    Something grabbed you and threw you away but you couldn't tell what it was.

    "*****!"

    Someone was talking, but the ringing hadn't stopped yet.

    "SIGYN!"

    You shut your eyes tight, forcing your senses to focus on what was around you. When everything clears up, you find yourself leaning against the side guard of the highway with Saber next to you.

    The road, or what was left of it, was on fire. Broken chunks of concrete and metal burned with, wait? Why was the fire teal? You faintly remember Saber scream something before the explosion, was this his doing? If so, what kind of Saber had fire that was colored teal?

    The broken, burning wreck of a tire slowly rolls up next to you. Despite the situation the tire actually draws your attention away from the fire for a second. You blink to get the final dots out of your eyes and you glance between the fire and the tire.

    "The car blew up." you say.

    Saber nods "You know master, there was a chance you could have summoned me in the Rider class. This," he glances back at the burning street "Is not the best opening ride to a journey I've had."

    He thinks for a second "Not my worst either."

    You crack a small smile "Saber, we really need to talk about when we should and shouldn't tell jokes."

    Saber smirks "The lesson will be quick and painless I'm sure."

    He slowly helps you to your feet and as you stand up you can't stop yourself as you let out a slight gasp at seeing Saber. Both of his hands were broken with a large hole in the center of both palms. His neck had a dark bruise and it was bleeding slightly. The worst of it was the shoulder where Berserker stabbed him. It was bleeding horribly and you could see straight through the wound.

    "Saber! Sit down you need healing!" you command.

    Saber blinks in confusion before following your gaze to the hole. He nods but remains standing "Sigyn, only heal my shoulder and do it quickly."

    You start your healing spell and focus the prana into Saber shoulder. The wound closes surprisingly fast for the damage made to it but you only got through a healing before Saber grabs you around the waist with his good arm.

    Before you could either protest or say anything for that matter Saber jumps over the small barrier built up around the highway. As soon as his foot touches the ground on the other side, the wind and g-force hit you.

    It felt like you were running faster than sound but you could still see if you squinted your eyes. The dark night provided little to no light to guide Saber's way but the colored flame of his attack was the perfect way to light the way.

    "Saber why are we running! We got away from Assassin, your attack worked!" You scream over the wind.

    Saber slows down and comes to a stop. You look up to his face and you see a battle hardened warrior. Saber looked angrier than when he saw Lord Hildebrand.

    "Sigyn, I'm sorry." Saber whispers.

    "Why?"

    Saber sets you down and points towards the fire. You were about half a mile away but the light from the fire was bright enough for you to see the surrounding area. He lowers his hand "I have only been reborn in this time for only six hours, but in that time I have made two grave mistakes. The first is promising that nothing will touch you,"

    Your head snaps away from the fire to look at Saber "That wasn't your fault! If Assassin hadn't shown up you would've kept your promise easily."

    Saber smiles slightly but it quickly goes away, replaced by the hard gaze "That is the second mistake I have made."

    The sound of an rage fueled roar draws your attention and shakes you to the core. There, standing in the middle of the flames completely unharmed was Berserker. As you look at it, you see that it was completely fine. The damage he sustained from fighting Saber was gone and it looked at ease in the searing hot flames.

    You feel your entire body shake in fear "You can hurt it right?"

    Saber nods "I can, but his wounds were only a ruse. No matter how fast I inflict damage on him, Berserker could heal twice as fast. The fire was a creation of someone else's doing, they were watching all along."

    Your breath quickens "Do you have a phantasm able to take him out in one go?" you ask desperately.

    "I do," hope grows in your chest "But I can't use it in my current state. At best my secondary Noble Phantasm will be able to greatly injure him, but I doubt it will kill."

    You couldn't breath, you told Adam you were ready for this. How far out of your depth were you really? Berserker couldn't be killed! Assassin played both you and Saber for fools! And they were only a taste of what was to come. You didn't want to be here, this wasn't were you were supposed to be!

    You feel yourself breathe faster and faster. Your legs give out but you don't even feel hitting the ground. Saber put his hand on your shoulder "We need to move."

    You don't say anything; you don't even nod. Saber picks you up and carries you bridal style, running away from the battlefield. As Saber moves you look out at the countryside rapidly running by. The light from the fire was slowly dimming so you couldn't see everything in the detail that you wanted to.

    You were outside, out from the manor away from any controlling father. You would've given anything to be here. This was the world, it was so big, so vibrant even in the night. These large structures running by were trees, the things flying out from their branches were birds, no, bats. Everything had its place and a reason for being there, it was a beautiful, strange system that worked in perfect tandem with one another. This was the world.

    But, it was also far less welcoming than what Adam said it was.

    You keep looking around and in the shadow you catch a glimpse of something. In the shadow of one of the trees something was glowing. There were two of them and they were red. They almost looked like ey-"SABER, THE SHADOWS!"

    Saber's gaze snaps around just in time for Berserker to form from the shadows next to you and lunge at you. Saber tightens his grip on you and jumps just in time for Berserker to fly right under you. As soon as the dark servant crashes into the ground, every dark space that held a shadow glowed with the same pair of red eyes that belonged to the same servant.

    "Damnation," Saber whispers.

    With that, the shadows erupted and hundreds of Berserkers shot out at you and Saber. Saber stabs his sword into the ground bringing the both of you to a sudden stop. In the space where you would have been, five Berserkers crash into one another. Instead of forming a somewhat comical pile of black metal like you expected, as soon as the Berserkers touched they became one again.

    From behind, another set of Berserkers rush at you. Saber brought his blade out of the ground and slashes at the line of Berserkers, expertly cutting each of their heads off. They fell to the ground defeated and you waited for them to get up, but they stayed dead instead of healing.

    You made a quick note in your head, "The copies can be killed." You think.

    More Berserkers charge you and Saber but it was clear that the only advantage they had was strength in numbers. Saber moved with inhuman speed befitting a servant, striking down any and all that came close enough to hurt you. As soon as an opening in the formation of Berserker opened up Saber rushes through.

    This speed was a dimension above what you experienced before. The wind was so bad that you couldn't see. A few seconds pass like that before Saber slows down enough so that you could actually see again.

    You and Saber were coming up on an old dirt road that lead deep into the forest leading away from the distant lights of a city. On the side of the road you could see a car that if you remember correctly from your readings, was an small oldsmobile. Saber made his way to the car and sets you down next to the car.

    Saber turns to face the Berserkers but one appears in the shadow near the car and punches Saber. It only sent him back a set before Saber retaliates with a swift swing of his sword. The Berserker shadow goes down but so many more rush to replace their fallen brother. It only took a second for Saber to be surrounded but he seemed to be holding his own for now.

    The amount of Berserkers seemed to be endless. How can a servant like this exist?

    "So...on a scale from one to Jesus, how affiliated with the Church are you? Because I have an upside-down cross and I'm not afraid to use it."

    You turn your head to the voice and it just so happen to come from the car you were hiding behind. The source was a man sitting in the driver's seat - somewhat skinny, with short blonde hair. He was dressed fairly unremarkably, wearing jeans and a t-shirt underneath a hooded jacket. About the only thing out of the ordinary was a bandolier he was wearing, which had...sticks of chalk loaded into it rather than bullets.

    "So, what brings you and your many, many friends to my neck of the woods?" he says without a hint of worry.

    Your jaw drops, how casual could this man be?

    "You need to get out of here!" you warn "It's too dangerous to be here!"

    The man raises an eyebrow "Dangerous relative to what exactly?"

    "Go!" you scream; if this guy didn't move he was going to die.

    One of the Berserkers landed on the man's car and his response? Stick his head out the window and glare at the black servant "You're with the Church, aren't you?! Get the hell off my car!"

    Berserker only tilts its head and the man just rolls his eyes "Well, I always wanted a convertible."

    From the glove compartment the man pulls out...well, it looked like a pistol, but too bulky and covered in formalcraft etchings - wait, what the hell?



    He points the pistol up at the ceiling and pulls the trigger. The pistol heats up with power before firing a blast of magical energy so big it incinerates the roof of the Oldsmobile along with Berserker.

    The blast lights up the night and sends your jaw crashing to the ground yet again. The man hums a little tune before unbuckling himself and standing up on the seat so that everyone could see him, and since everyone and their dog saw the blast, they were indeed looking at him. He flips his hood back and grins a shit-eating grin so big that even Adam would have a hard time competing with him.

    He spreads his arms wide "Ladies and gentleservants! I have a question for you all! What is the airspeed velocity of twenty Berserkers after they get hit with truck filled to bursting with C4?"

    Pure silence. He sighs and looks disappointed "No takers? Damn, looks like we have to figure it out ourselves. Oh, Rider~!"

    *HONK HONK*

    From the woods a truck crashes straight through the trees and runs straight for the Berserkers and Saber. Saber had the good sense to jump out of the way as fast as he could but the Berserkers weren't as lucky. The car plowed through the line of shadow servants and kept going. As soon as it was far enough away the man next to you smiles before clicking a small button on his pistol. Then, the truck explodes.

    The Berserkers were sent flying and the burning truck continued to move forward hitting more Berserker as they came out of the woods. Something jumped out of the burning wreckage, tumbled across the ground and came to a stop next to the car. "You know, Master," it said, picking itself up and dusting itself off, "next time I decide when we blow up the car."

    Servant Rider was a tall, impressive looking man with windblown hair and golden eyes. His armor was mostly leather with metal plates at the shoulders and upper body, plus forearms. On his hip was a brazen short sword but it didn't carry the weight or power of a Noble Phantasm.

    Your masters clairvoyance activated and the information came to you.

    Class: Rider


    Master: Troy Forthill


    Titles: ???


    True Name: ???


    Keyword: Crazy Master, ?


    Noble Phantasm: ???


    Strength: A


    Endurance: B+


    Agility: C +


    Mana: B


    Luck: A++


    Skills:


    ???


    "You have magic resistance, you big baby. Quit complaining," Rider's master countered, before glancing at you. "I feel like you're not from the Church. What's your name?"

    You look between Rider and Troy and for a second you wonder if you hit your head somewhere on the way here and these were just hallucinations. "....Sigyn."

    He blinks. "Sigyn? Nice name." he says with a smile "I'm Troy Forthill and this spoilsport is Rider."

    Rider rolls his eyes "I am not a spoilsport."

    "We had to leave the bar because you got pissy; ergo, you're a spoilsport." Troy says.

    "At least I actually got lucky." Rider says with a suggestive smile.

    "Sure, with the drunk chick dressed like an elf. Real high bar you're setting."

    Rider narrows his eyes at his master "Low blow master, low blow."

    You glance behind Troy and Rider and just as you feared, the Berserkers were still coming. You flinch as someone taps you on the shoulder but it was just Saber.

    "We need to move now." he says

    "Oh don't be that guy Saber." Troy says "The show's just about to start."

    Despite the need to leave right now, you ask "What show?"

    Troy smiles "This one."

    He presses another button on his pistol and several more explosions erupt to life in the field where the Berserkers were charging towards you. It looked like a bad scene from one of the old action movies Adam liked to watch. It seemed that every time that a Berserker took a step an explosion blossomed from under it. It was like a symphony of fire and force but the Berserkers kept coming and the explosions were slowing down.

    "How did you set this up?" Saber asks.

    Troy laughs "Well, a fight between a Saber and a Berserker is kind of hard to miss. Figured I couldn't let all your effort go to waste, so I was going to give all this as a prize to the winner."

    Your eyes narrow slightly as a thought occurs to you "But you had a chance to kill us when we came through the field to get here. Why didn't you?"

    "Call it chivalry."

    Troy grins like a madman and if the last few minutes have been any indication, he was one. Possibly a genius, but a madman. For some odd reason you thought about how many times the two of those words went hand in hand in history but thankfully Rider was the voice of reason "Hey Master, I like fighting an army of raging darkness Berserkers as much as the next guy but can we please get to the part where we get out of here alive?"

    Troy frowns "We've been through worse today Rider, don't be such a drama queen."

    "You made me ram into Berserker at mach speeds before blowing me up! This is a perfectly reasonable amount of drama!"

    Troy raises an eyebrow in thought, "Eh don't be so mad. Besides, it was only a rental."

    He glances back at you "So, Sigyn, you have a literal army of Berserkers after you, who I think are trying to re-enact the book of Revelation on us - though admittedly it wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong about that sort of thing. Also, item of interest: you have no car and my Oldsmobile seats four. Need a lift?"

    You blink in surprise for what feels like the millionth time in this many minutes. Was this guy for real? He had just run a servant over with a car, turned a disturbingly large swathe of Japanese countryside into a smoking hole in the earth and was talking like it was a common occurrence.

    He said his name was Troy Forthill, wait, that was the name of the master that even William and the Church knew nothing about. The reports speculated that he was only human, but that gun had to be a Mystic Code if you'd ever seen one. He was an unknown, but he also had a way to get out of here. And he was the Master of Rider; with his help you could get to Fuyuki in half the time!

    You think for a moment. You now have an easy way out of here...but it's with a nutcase.

    Tory was holding out his hand to offer you a seat in the oldsmobile. You…


    [] Take the offer and go with Troy to safety.

    -[] "Drive far, drive fast!"

    --[] Write in

    [] Stay, you'd rather take your chances with Berserker than this madman.

    [] Write in


    ***

    A/N: See what happens when you get out of the car?
     
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    • [X] Take the offer and go with Troy to safety.

    Good god! That is one hell of a way to open a Grail War. And these guys seem cool, we should totally hang out with them/throw Rider at Berserker as often as possiblenecessary.
     
    [X] Take the offer and go with Troy to safety.

    -[X] "Drive far, drive fast!"

    That was awesome! Saber is awesome, Troy was pretty cool, and Rider might be getting the same treatment as Achilles, which is awesome in itself.
     
    [X] Take the offer and go with Troy to safety.

    -[X] "Drive far, drive fast!"

    Hmmmmmmmmm.
     
    Don't mind me just destroying any chance of your future survival.

    Edit: OK then, you guys get the god treatment, lucky bastards.

    And so far everyone is going what me and my beta are now calling "The Troy Route."

    So if you have any changes to your vote and or want to put in a write in, todays the last chance.
    IKnowNothing threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: 2 Total: 99
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    Built for Magic, Not Car Chases
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    • [X] Take the offer and go with Troy to safety.
    -[X] "Drive far, drive fast!"

    You remember Megan once warned you about doing things on instinct. Each and every move needed to be thought out so that every possibility could be accounted for. It was basic war time survival but she always said somethings can't be planned out.

    You silently send a sorry to whatever god watches over this world as you ignore that lesson entirely.

    "Drive far, drive fast!"

    Troy smiles his now trademark crazy grin "Welcome aboard!" he says holding out his hand.

    A quick motion causes you to grab Troy's hand and he helps you into the back seat. Troy tips an invisible hat at you as you seat yourself. Saber jumps in the car next to you while Rider moves to make his class proud. He gets into the driver's seat, cracking his knuckles before grinning like his master.

    The next few seconds were a blur as the oldsmobile went from stationary to near breaking the sound barrier in a second. The car coated itself in a aura of red prana as it did a split second u-turn away from the approaching army. One of the Berserkers jumped and got close enough to grab the oldsmobile. But it needed an arm to do such a thing and with Saber in the backseat, it didn't have one.

    The car then began speeding away from the army and Troy turns around to look at you "This is Taxi Forthill, for all of your drive-by, Berserker escaping, fun time riding adventures! Do you have a premium packet?"

    You shake your head "No I don't have a premium packet!" Hell you didn't even know what was in the premium packet, but some part of you wanted to know just because.

    "Do you want one?" He asks, the serious of the current situation going completely over his head "We always keep extras."

    "Master," Rider interjects "I think we should worry about getting out of here alive before you start handing out pamphlets."

    "I agree with Rider," Saber says "We can read later, but as you can see, we still have a problem on our hands."

    Troy frowns and glances between Rider and Saber "Oh perfect, the spoilsports have multiplied!" he complains.

    He looks at you "Please tell me you have a sense of humor."

    You raise an eyebrow "As in jokes?" That wasn't really your strength, the only one who told jokes was Adam and they usually ended with him getting hit by Megan or Morgan.

    There was a long silence as Troy's face goes completely neutral and his mouth a straight line. He turns around and looks straight ahead "I'm surrounded by fun-killers. Why me? What did I do?" he asks no one.

    "Contact!" Rider screams. His voice was like a general giving orders, and as soon as the words left his mouth, the three of you next to him sprang into action.

    From both sides and behind the car, several Berserker's came out from the shadows. They were sprinting with superhuman speed that made the mad servant look more like a Lancer in terms of speed. Saber gets up from his seat and stands on the back end of the oldsmobile. Rider holds onto the wheel with one hand and pulls out his short sword with his left hand while Troy takes out a thing of chalk and aims his pistol.

    You pluck out a strand of your hair and layer mana through the strand. If the Berserkers wanted a fight they probably shouldn't have came after you, the greatest creation of the Hildebrand family. A short incantation later and the strand of your hair in your hand was no longer a piece of dead cells. It straightened itself and hardened until it was nothing less than a small spear in your hands. It was a simple witchcraft technique that most practitioners of the art could do after a few years of training. Of course, most practitioners weren't homunculi capable of taking on higher level familiars like they were nothing but useless wastes of space.

    You hold the strand of hair over your finger and you just gently blow on the strand. Prana pours out of you and the strand becomes a weapon capable of destroying cars and maybe even tanks. The strand shots out and impacts against the chest of one of the Berserker clones and the force of the strand goes causes the 'hair' to go straight through it, bringing half of the Berserker's chest cavity along with it.

    That was one down, but an army was attacking you so you needed something a little more, wide spread. The training that was beaten into you turns your hand into the shape of a finger gun. With a quick slice from your other hand you draw a tiny amount of blood from the tip of your finger. You look out at the approaching army and the steps come through to you. Steady your aim with both arms, deep breath and say the word "Gandr."

    And rain hell upon those who wish you harm.

    Gandr. All in all, an average curse used for taking out familiers or human opponents. Against servants, they were more or less useless against anything with magic resistance. There were exceptions to the rule of course but it is generally considered suicide to take on a servant with basic witchcraft like this. It normally only fires a couple of volleys before the spell caster needs to rechant the mantra. There were few magi out there who excel at this and can fire them to their hearts content.

    You were one of those few.

    So when the dark energy formed around your finger and fired it wasn't a single shot. It was more akin to a full auto machine gun. Dozens, if not hundreds of curses flew out of your hand and tore through the line of Berserkers. Once one was obliterated your aim changed to fix on the next target and soon, no Berserker could come close enough to even scratch the door next to you. The jerking of the car threw your aim off a few times but it was like there was barely any trouble in the long run.

    As the Berserkers on your side fall back just a bit to avoid your power you look at how everyone else was doing.

    Rider had a grin even bigger than his masters as he parried a blow from one of the Berserkers. The two servants swung their weapons wildly but as you watched you realized something important. As the Berserker copy swung its blade it did it in practiced perfect arcs, all of the skill a swordsmen would have. You take the experience from your own attack and Riders and make a mental note "Copies can be killed by anyone and they don't have the boost of Mad Enhancement, got it."

    The Berserker slashed at Rider but the servant kicked opened his door, hitting Berserkers arm and throwing its aim off balance. The blade cut through the fender of the car and nearly cut all the way down to the wheel but stopped right before it could. The moment of confusion didn't last long, Berserker simply swung its arm down cutting the driver's side door off completely. Rider took the door cutting off as a sign and unceremoniously kicked the Berserker clone between the legs where his crotch should be.

    Troy winces "Not cool Rider."

    Rider brings his short sword around and cuts the Berserkers head off. "All's fair in love and war and all that."

    "Yeah this is a war," Troy says "But kicking a man in the balls is not cool bro."

    You glance at Saber and the look on his face was clear that he really, really didn't want to comment. You weren't going to comment either, Troy and his servant could disagree about this topic all they want.

    "Watch and learn, Rider" Troy pulls out a fragment of metal that had gotten into the car and loads it into his pistol. He doesn't even aim his weapon anywhere in particular, he just points and shoots. The blast from the gun charges through the air and hits a Berserker who was about to jump at the car, and hits the servant right in the crotch and doubles over crashing into the ground "That," Troy says, grinning "Is how you hit someone in the balls."

    Rider looks at his master completely straight faced "How did you summon me with compatibility again?"

    "I think it was my charm."

    "No, it was probably the-."

    "HEY LOOK ANOTHER BERSERKER! I SMITE THEE!" Troy's Mystic Code fired again and another Berserker ceased to be a threat.

    "I can't believe this." Rider mumbles, shaking his head.

    While the crazy master and servant were having their fun, Saber was the lone island of sanity in this crazy car. He stood on the tail end of the car and even with the crazy jerks and turns that Rider had to do to avoid the Berserkers, Saber remained perfectly still. Several Berserkers jump up in an attempt to get on the end of the oldsmobile but Saber cut them down. It soon turned from a tactical retreat to a chore of fending off Berserker after Berserker clone. Saber's features contorted, not in anger but frustration.

    Three Berserker jumps out from the shadows right at him. Saber cut the first two in half before spinning on the ball of his foot and kicking the third.

    "Hang on!" Rider calls back to you.

    You look in front and a line of Berserkers were charging towards the car. Rider grits his teeth and slams his foot on the brakes and turning hard to the left. Rider was trying to get around the line of Berserkers but Saber had other ideas. When Rider put his foot on the breaks your servant launched himself at the line of Berserkers. He lands on one of them with a hard crash before he becomes a one man hurricane. Saber rushes through the line of Berserkers, cutting them apart as he keeps up with the car. You watch as he cuts one Berserker apart and grabs another by the neck and slams it into a tree. The force makes the tree start to sway a little but Saber keeps pressing hard against the tree. Apparently your servant was holding a bit of a grudge from earlier. The tree begins to fall down and Saber lets go of the Berserker. He sprints up the length of the falling tree and jumps towards the car, towards Rider specifically but over shoots by a bit.

    Rider doesn't even spare his fellow servant a glance as he comes down. He just holds out his left hand out in the air. A Berserker rushes in to capitalize on Rider's moment of distraction but it forgot about something. Saber overshot his target and slams into the Berserker's helm with another crash. As the car continues to speed along Saber grabs onto Rider's out stretched arm and the servant of the mount swings Saber around so that he lands on the tail end of the oldsmobile. If you looked away for a minute, you couldn't even tell that Saber had even moved.

    On his side, Troy was holding his own as well. No, holding his own implied that his opponent had a chance.

    Troy fired several blasts from his code obliterating any Berserker that came close. If a Berserker was within two feet of the oldsmobile, Troy shot them square in the head. The bullet or whatever Troy was firing from that gun traveled straight through the Berserkers and exploded with the force of an anti tank rifle. One did manage to get close enough to damage the door but it too was met with swift destruction. Dust clouds bloomed after each explosion that followed each bullet. The dust surprisingly made finding Troy's targets that much easier. Whenever one of the clones moved they disturbed the dust around them, making a perfect silhouette. Troy lets out a laugh "You're making this too easy for me!"

    Soon enough the copies wised up and stopped charging straight at Troy's door. They spread out and minimized their numbers, two formed into one and they continued to combine again until there was only one in Troy's line of vision. You glance around and see that the copies that were attacking Saber and Rider dropped away so that only the one near Troy was the only one

    The mad master smiles "And then there was one. Have a bullet, on me! It comes with a free Darwin Award!"

    He fired a shot at the newly formed Berserker and the bullet went straight for its target. The Berserker jumped back into the dust but the bullet followed close behind, but after a second you didn't hear any explosion. Troy's smirk disappears and something parts the dust cloud. All four of you look around, desperately looking for the final Berserker.

    "Did it leave?" you ask.

    "Don't know." Troy says loading another piece of shrapnel into his code "He had us outnumbered, but that didn't seem to help much. We might have gotten him to retreat for now."

    A few tense moments passed, everyone on edge waiting for Berserker to appear again. A moment turned into a minute, one minute into ten and then finally everyone relaxed. Rider lets out a sigh in relief. You on the other had just sink into your seat like a boneless mass. Troy puts away his pistol and closes his door. Which promptly fell off as soon as it connected with the rest of the car. The door made a loud crash when it hit the underside of the car but it didn't do any more lasting damage. Troy put on a frown that made him look ten years younger as he inspects the rest of the car "You know, I'm glad I only rented this thing. Next time, I'll get a tank." He suddenly looks thoughtful. "With a popcorn machine, while I'm at it."

    You let out a slight laugh at the joke and Troy smiles over his shoulder at you "Well look at that, you can laugh."

    Your grin only gets bigger "Did you think I couldn't?" you demand.

    Troy holds up his hands in surrender "Perish the thought, milady! I wouldn't dream of assuming something so low."

    You feel, rather than hear Saber sit down next to you. He places a hand on your shoulder "Are you ok Sigyn?" he asks.

    His eyes only held concern, you briefly entertain the thought that this is what a worried father looks like. In response you just shake your head "I'm fine Saber."

    The questioning look Saber gives you makes you continue "Well, I am a little shaken up." you admit "But I'm fine now." you add quickly.

    Saber doesn't look very convinced for a second but his hard expression morphed into the kind smile he greeted you with when he was summoned.

    His gaze breaks away from you and settles on the back of Rider "How long until we arrive at the battle ground of Fuyuki?"

    Rider was silent as he did the math in his head "If I could summon my mount, we could be their in an a few minutes."

    You sit up in your seat "Why don't we?"

    Rider looks at Troy accusingly. Troy just shrugs, sinks into his seat and puts up his feet on the dashboard, which was really easy now that there was no doors or roof to get in the way. "If I let Rider do that, it would be the biggest 'Hey! My Servant is this particular asshole' ever."

    "But-!"

    "No means no." Troy interrupts forcefully.

    "Oh." you mutter. Your gaze slowly drifts to the floor and after a few seconds Troy lets out a defeated groan "Rider how long is it going to take to get to town?"

    Rider for reasons unknown to you with a questioning gaze, glances between you and Troy "About three hours if we follow the speed limits."

    Troy made a popping nose with his mouth "Rider? How often to we follow the speed limits?"

    "Are you asking before, or after we bulldozed through three buildings earlier today?"

    "Was that sarcasm? Maybe there's hope for you after all! Now shut up and tell me how long"

    Rider smirks "If you actually want to keep this thing-"

    "I don't."

    "Then about two hours."

    Troy was silent for a moment, but he looks you over for a second. He reaches into the glove compartment and pulls out an Ipod. It looked worn and old, held together by string of tape and pure dumb luck. The earbuds look new though. He sticks the ear buds in his ears and shuffles through some songs "Make it an hour."

    You perk up and lean forward. "You sure?" Rider asks.

    "Did I stutter?" Troy asks pulling his hood over his eyes.

    Your gratitude forces a smile on your face "Thank you Troy."

    Troy lazily waves his hand in the air. Saber taps your shoulder again "Sigyn, you best get some sleep."

    You nod and with that everyone sank into silence as the car drove on. A few minutes pass and you try to fall asleep, you genuinely try but your thoughts demanded that you stay awake. A single question repeats itself over and over in your head.

    "Who was the Berserker?"

    When it called forth its army it called itself Legion. You remember reading about something like that, the book of revelations, Legion was the name of a demon possessing a man before Christ healed him. How could something so insignificant as a minor demon make it to the Throne of Heroes? And even if it could, could Legion even have stats like that?

    Even if you wanted to go quickly to sleep, you were never good at that sort of thing like most teenagers were supposed to be. You always had something to do and it kept you awake for hours. As you dwell on the question about Berserker, your focus shifts as you gradually lose yourself in a memory

    You find yourself in your old room, everything up to your waist covered by the sheets. All over your bed in several neat stacks were dozens of books. It was the day after your seals appeared on your arm. As soon as they did Lord Hildebrand ordered an increased training regiment. You had just spent the day using curses and witchcraft on practice statues. Once that was done, you were allowed to 'rest' for an hour while you read up on different legends so you could learn about the possible competition in the war to come. You force down a yawn and rub the sleep growing in your eye. The books around you were arranged in order of age. The oldest and by far the biggest stack of them was to your left and a dusty book that looked similar to that stack was in your hands. You were so tired you were wordlessly flip through the pages, not really reading, but not really ignoring either.

    The sound of your door opening draws your attention. From the door, Adam appears dragging a book cart filled to the brim with more books. You could barely see him fully through the mountain of books around you but it was clear that Adam wasn't having a good time. He wipes the sweat from his brow "Please tell me that this is the last one?" he whimpers "You have no idea how heavy some of these things were."

    You a sleepy chuckle at Adams almost puppy dog whimper "Yes that's the last one Adam."

    "Oh thank god!" Adam yells "This thing is heavy as hell!"

    "You know you could just let Morgan or Megan help you bring them." You say with an annyoed little edge to your voice. You look over at him as he makes sure that no books get knocked out of the cart as it goes through the door.

    Adam makes a shrugging motion as he brings the cart over to the side of your bed "Are you even reading these things?"

    "Yes." you lie, closing the book you're currently on.

    Adam looked skeptical but he didn't question it "Ok, which pile was the Greek/Roman/So old who gives a fuck?"

    "No cursing." You say on reflex, wow Morgan and Megan really rubbed off on you.

    Adam snorts "You're not my mom〜."

    You roll your eyes at his attempt at a joke and point to the pile of books. He puts the books where you indicated and looks through the titles "Gotten through any interesting ones yet?"

    You weren't in the mood or had the energy to nod. But you do glance at two books beside you. Adam follows your gaze and without asking your permission he picks up both books. He takes them away from your side and looks at both titles "The Tale of King Arthur and Camelot? And,    " A pause "Is this the Iliad?"

    You look at him like it was a question if he could read or not. You don't remember why you looked at him like that, you were just so tired.

    "Iliad's the one with Troy right?" Adam asks.

    You nod.

    "And the King Arthur is exactly what it says on the tin?"

    Another nod

    "So that means you don't need this pile anymore because you already got through the important ones right?" Adam jokes.

    It was a joke, you knew it was but you weren't in a mood for jokes. You shoot him a glare that was a little harsher than you intended. Without your say, your circuits flared up making prana pool around you and making Adam flinch.When you blink the sleep out of your eyes, what you see scares you. Adam looked, genuinely scared of you. He had one of his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles were beginning to whiten. Was he actually expecting you to hurt him? You soften your gaze and let the magic energy go down "Sorry," you start "I didn't mean to-."

    "Don't worry about it," Adam blurts out a little too quickly, "No harm, no foul." he awkwardly scratched the back of his head trying to move on quickly.

    You look at the stack of books. You let out a tired sigh "It just, I need to get as much information as I can. Ever since," you hold up your hand, brandishing your command seals so Adam could see "These came up things have gotten a lot harder. I only have a few more minutes to read before I have to get back to work with Megan."

    Adam wordlessly watched you as you pick up another book, this one titled 'The Twelve Labors of Hercules.'

    You start reading the book, going through the old wording as easily as breathing. Just as you were about to flip the next page Adam knocks over the pile of books closest to you. What the hell was he doing? You were in the middle of working, you weren't done reading those!

    "What are you-!"

    You stop when Adam sits on the edge of your bed and pulls you head into a deep embrace. He ruffles a hand through your hair "How long?" he asks.

    You try to follow his gaze and it turns to the downed clock lying on the ground.

    "What?" you ask.

    "When was the last time you had some sleep?"

    "Really? That's your questi-?"

    "When Sigyn?"

    You sigh, this wasn't worth getting worked up over. "I had an hour of sleep after lessons yesterday."

    Adam's eyes widen in shock "Two days!?! You haven't slept in two days!?!"

    You wince from the loudness of his voice right next to you. Adam takes your head and unceremoniously shoves your head into the pillow under you. He throws the rest of the books on your bed on the ground before bringing the covers over you "Get some sleep." He orders.

    You smile just a bit "Adam I-."

    "Don't need to do anything but rest," Adam interrupts moving to the door and turning off the lights "Get some sleep. You can continue, training," he all but spat the last word "When you wake up again."

    "But-."

    "Sleep. Now." he orders again "If Megan and Morgan come I'll tell them you're deep in one book and you don't want to be disturbed."

    You sigh and try to get up but it felt like gravity had increased its pressure on your head. You really hated that this pillow felt so soft.

    "How are you going to stop people from just coming in here and waking me up?" you ask.

    "Simple, I'm going to stand, right outside this door and make sure no one gets in."

    "That's not going to work you know."

    "Yeah it probably won't," Adam admits "But at least you'll get some sleep."

    You smile and close your eyes. Almost immediately the tiredness hits you and you feel yourself drift "Thank you Adam."

    "Any time sis," Adam says softly "Any time."

    Adam managed to get you two hours of sleep before he couldn't stop the constant demands from Megan and Morgan. Afterwards he had to pull the cart with all of your books from one end of the mannor and back. It was both taxing, and it kept him awake for hours after you were allowed to go back to your room after training.

    You break away from your thoughts as Rider lets out a call to everyone in the car "We're at the edge of the forest surrounding Fuyuki."

    Everyone begins to stir around, getting into more comfortable sitting positions. Troy takes out his ear pieces and rubs his eyes, clearly he had been sleeping during the time it took to make the drive. You look ahead of the car and soon the edge of the forest. Another second later the car passes through to an open field with the dirt road leading to a city. The skyscrapers and streets lite up the night making the collection of buildings look like a shining safe haven. Over the mountains to the east, the red glow of sunrise began to peek over the horizon.

    "Haha!" Troy laughs "Home free lady and gentlemen!"

    "If you jinx us master," Rider says sending a glare at Troy "I will personally push you out of this oldsmobile and run you over."

    Troy rolls his eyes and waves off Rider's comment "Oh lighten up man!"

    Saber leans forward in his seat "May I request the answer as to where our final destination is?"

    Troy holds up a few fingers in a classic 'Wait' gesture "What your final destination might be is different from ours." Troy said, his tone taking a dark turn.

    He sounded serious, more serious than you've ever heard before. The shell of the joker was gone, and the nature of a man capable of avoiding both the clocktower and the church emerged.

    You narrow your eyes "What do you mean?" you slowly move your hand in a position to fire any curses should you need it. You had to be ready for anything.

    "Well it's clear that we're not going to the same place." His tone made it sound like you were going to someplace unpleasant, like a graveyard.

    He slowly reached for his pistol and you move your hand to intercept. Saber places a hand on his blade and Rider grips the wheel with one hand and his sword with the other. Troy stares you down, waiting for something to happen. You didn't even know what was going to happen. He could train his pistol on you and fire. He could order Rider to send us all into a building. He could- "You and Saber have the westernmost room slash rooms. Me and Rider will take the east. That way we each get plenty of space and plenty of privacy."

    ...he could ask something like that and pull the rug out from under all your worrying. That works too, you suppose.

    "Ahhh," You blink a few times "Ok, that sounds fine."

    Troy nods in acknowledgment. "Excellent! Chivalry for the win!"

    You glance at Saber and the knight sheathes his blade while he mouths 'Strange company you have.'

    'You have to deal with them too.' you mouth back.

    The rest of the trip, thankfully was uneventful. Rider drove off the dirt road and into a main road that lead into the city. There were a few people who woke up a little early. They did double takes when they saw you and the car. They stare at you but you hope it's just the doorless car and the two men in armor that was drawing their attention. You hoped they just ignored and forgot you so that nothing needs to happen to them. Rider took a few turns and soon you found yourself in the residential district. You could see the skyscrapers in the distance but rows and rows of houses were everywhere you looked. After a few minutes Rider parked the car in front of a house that had a "For Sale." sign in front of it. It looked like every other house around it, completely normal and unworthy of a second glance. As soon as Rider took the keys out of the car the vehicle coughed before its wheels snapped from their housing and fell off the car.

    Saber opens his door and steps out "It served us faithfully, it may rest in peace."

    "Pieces, more accurately. It's just a car big guy," Troy says stepping out "It wasn't meant to be a long term ride. We'll walk around the city now that we're here."

    You and Rider exit the car and Rider glances at the oldsmobile "What do you want to do about the leftovers?"

    Troy waves the question off "Put a tarp over it for now, we'll figure something permanent out after the two of us with semi-normal biology aren't about to fall over dead from exhaustion."

    He walks towards the house and pulls out the "For Sale" sign on his way by. Rider shrugs, walking towards the back of the house where presumably a tarp could be found. Troy reaches the door, he fumbles around in his sweatshirt looking for something till he finds a set of keys. A quick twist later the door opens with a click. Troy glances back at you "You know, if someone like you stands out there next to a broken car any longer you might draw attention to yourself."

    You don't move from the car and Troy sighs "Ok, if you're worried about I might kill you in your sleep or something let's make a truce. No neck stabbing or other forms of mutilation until after breakfast in the morning."

    Troy thinks for a moment "Actually, no, let's just put a blanket ban on any type of action intended to overtly harm the other Master or Servant, for...eh, twenty-four hours?"

    Twenty four hours sounded good to you, and even if you wanted to say no Troy said he had a spare room. And as much as you don't want to admit it, you were beat. Magically you could keep going, but the only rest you got during the car trip was a memory and that wasn't a dream. So you really, really wanted some sleep.

    You yawn "Deal, now where was that room you mentioned?"

    Troy let out his own tired smile before gesturing to the door. You wordlessly go through the door and you take a look inside. It looked like a fairly average house with a living room connected to a small kitchen. The living room only had the bare essentuals, a table, a few sitting mats and a Tv. The kitchen looked pretty spartan as well but you didn't really notice anything off or special about that room. You take a step forward and Troy and Saber come in after you. Troy closes the door behind you all and gestures to the home "Welcome to my temporary, not so very totally legal abode."

    You take another look around "It's," you take a second to chose the right word "Nice?"

    Troy yawns "You don't have to lie, it's pretty boring I know. I only got this place a year or so ago, after I got these."

    He waves his right hand around showing off the red tattoos of a set of command seals.

    The action doesn't last long as he points to a hallway "First door on your right," he instructs "Make yourself at home."

    You nod in thanks and start making your way to the hallways while Troy moves to the opposite hallway. As you get to the edge of the hallway you stop for a second and turn "Troy?"

    "Huh? What's up?"

    "Thank you for today. I think you saved our lives today." you say glancing at Saber.

    Troy also looks at the knight of the sword, then back to you and he bows rather more flamboyantly than necessary "Always happy to be of service, my lady."

    "Goodnight."

    With that he went down the hall and into his room. You turn around and go through the door to yours as well. From the corner of your eye you see Rider reappear sitting down at the table in the living room "Saber, can we talk?"

    Saber looks at you for permission again and you nod your head yes. He bows slightly before walking to the table and sitting down opposite of Rider. Inside your room, like the other parts of the home was just as spartan. Just a bed roll, a dresser and a lamp for light. You sigh, at least it was something. You don't bother taking off any of your clothes, you didn't have a change anyway, and you don't bother getting ready for bed in any of the normal ways. You just let your body go limp, ley on the ground and pull the covers over you. Then came the great challenge of finally falling asleep, which surprisingly wasn't a challenge anymore.

    Who would have guessed that getting blown up, running away from a demon, meeting a madman and his Rider then having a car chase while said demon continues to chase after you would take a lot out of someone.

    As you close your eyes and the darkness fills your vision, you hear the sound of talking in the other room. Probably just Saber and Rider. It sounded like it was coming from the bottom of a well. Soon though, you hear nothing but the sound of your body ordering you to sleep.
    "I'm so sorry, please forgive me."
    "Sleep, that sounds really good right now."
    "Please, be safe."
    With that, the last spark of strength that was trying to keep you awake faded away. As you drift, you dream of...

    [] A Saint, riding across the land helping and saving all who he came across.
    [] A black graveyard, forgotten by all but one.
    [] A home in a city, a family that belongs to no one.
    [] A scarlet bowmen, laying waste to the army before him.
    [] A treasury, filled with jewels and gems that the world has long forgotten.

    A/N:     Sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy the party van that is the duo of Troy and Rider. =]
     
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    • [X] A black graveyard, forgotten by all but one.

    I'm curious about this one.
     
    Assuming they are all about Saber.
    [] A Saint, riding across the land helping and saving all who he came across.
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    The start of Saber's journey.
    [] A black graveyard, forgotten by all but one.
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    The grave of the witch who raised Saber whom Sigyn might bear a degree of resemblance to.
    [] A home in a city, a family that belongs to no one.
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    Saber raises a bunch of orphans?
    [] A scarlet bowmen, laying waste to the army before him.
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    The event which made Saber legendary for his ability to defend even a country.
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    Saber slays a Dragon.

    i imagine this choice will determine what information Sigyn learns about Saber.

    [X] A Saint, riding across the land helping and saving all who he came across.

    We might as well start at the beginning.
     
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