Fandom Night Zero: Thousand Maws of The Abyss

[LostHaven]

11/06/2019
Sydney, Australia
Weather: Fine
Abnormalities: Blood Moon
8:30 PM

Armageddon has come... Let this crimson-painted moon mark the beginning of the end of all. My power runs through the air, and corrupts the ground like poison. The end; has begun...

It was merely a few hours before the Grail War had started. Due to the sudden kickstart of the Grail, the Overseer has not arrived yet. For some strange reason, an aura of sorts is blocking the summoning of Ruler, who will most likely not be present in this war. It is a blood moon, and the moon is painted a unnaturally dark crimson. A tall, masked humanoid figure walks through the streets of Sydney, under veil of shadows. Who summoned Saver? How is he able to be summoned? And most importantly... Does he come to save, or to destroy?

Current Status:
Estimated arrival time for Overseer: 13 Hours
Chance of Ruler Summoning: 2%
Void Ritual: Not Yet Begun
Gatekeeper's Minions:
-Saver

Necronomicon ex Mortis
Note: Masters, you may make your summoning posts now, and feel free to add an intro as well. (it can happen before current time)

Birdsie Hanarei @Lancelot ChazGhost Zelmalic Misuteeku Nenma Takashi Dante Verren Captain Gabriel Wilted

 

[Birdsie]

One day earlier...

OOC

Please, be warned. This post contains ten metric tons of expositionary thought monologue for character introduction that can be said to scratch the fourth wall. If that's not your thing, skip forward all the way down to Night Zero, in the third "part" of this post.

Takehiko Fujimoto
02/06/2019
3:00 PM

'Friday afternoons are boring, always,' Takehiko thought to himself, lying in bed and watching some movie on Netflix. 'Nothing can quite wake me up. Not that I'm sleeping, it's more that... Well, I'm not sad either. I just don't feel... alive,' he added. Takehiko stood up and walked over to the balcony door, looking out on the streets of Sydney below him.



'I was born Japanese, but apparently, at a young age; my mother briefly moved to Australia and left me here, at an orphanage in Sydney. The pair I live with adopted me after that. What is weird is that I got to keep my Japanese name. Quite the topic during break time in school, I have to admit,' he looked onto the people far below him. The balcony was roughly 20 meters above the ground, creating health risks if anyone tried to jump down. 'Then there's this bizarre power I had ever since I could remember,' he activated his Mystic Eyes, as a plethora of colors revealed to him.

Different people were Dark Green, Silver, Light Blue, Red. Different emotions meant different colors. Some had several colors making one aura. There was a priest surrounded by excellent golden gas; which meant only that he was deeply faithful, and since the colors were swirling slightly in a hypnotic way; you could tell that it was to the point of religious extremism. He sure wasn't a pleasant person to talk to if you were an atheist.

'And the attic in our house,' he detracted, disabling his Mystic Eyes and walking back into his room. 'So many unexplained things I tried to investigate for nothing - but the attic was always locked with a lock pad. I'm not allowed to even think of going up there,' he laid down on his bed with a blank expression. 'It's not that I'm unhappy here. The couple treats me nice, but they blatantly lie about my origins, despite my own research around the city yielding other results. If I could only get to that damn attic...' he looked to the side, seeing a swiss army knife. 'Wait. Don't these have metal saws in them?' he thought and smiled. He'd just have to wait for his parents to leave then, and everything would be discovered.

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03/06/2019
5:00 PM

His foster parents left to visit a relative, but Takehiko said he wasn't feeling well. Finally, the sound of cutting came to a stop, as the lock pad that contained the attic and its secret fell to the ground. He picked it up and opened the hatch, as the ladder upward deployed. He walked up and feasted his eyes to the... 'Oh, my god...' he exclaimed. He looked at the plethora of shelves and books, all covered in dust. He picked up an old book and exhaled air in great amounts, cleaning the dust off, which he then completed with his hand. The book was still in pristine condition. Time to read...
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11/06/2019
8:27 PM

By this time, Takehiko had lightly skimmed through some of the books... and... there was a red circle in the middle of the attic with a piece of metallic garment inside of it - the so-called Catalyst that he got through a series of e-bay auctions. A lot of money gone. Takehiko read about servants and wanted to try summoning one, without even knowing that much about the fact how ridiculous it would be to try to do so when the Holy Grail War wasn't taking place... oh, right. It was. "Servant summoning... yadda... yadda... heroic spirits... incantation. Here we go," he exclaimed, smiling slightly.



He read from the book. "Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times, simply breaking asunder the fulfilled time. Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Raise a wall, against the wind that shall fall. Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom. I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason... then answer! An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell! From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, protector of holy balance!" then he closed his eyes and the book. He opened one eye, to see if it even worked, or if he was wasting his time.

Misuteeku

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider
11/06/2019
8:32 PM

A man and a white stead appeared from the circle. The man had his eyes closed, as he stroked the mane of white stead. "You are my master, correct?" The man said opening his eyes to look at his master. Dropping his hands from stroking his stead, he took a few steps forward his master. "My name... call me Rider, for now. Tell me what is yours." Eyeing on everything around the room for a moment caused him to be curious of what was like the world like ever since the Age Of The Gods. Refocusing on his master, he waited to see his reaction. His stead also looked at his master with curiosity.

Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

He looked at the spirit, with a face of wonder and amazement, yet shock. 'So it works? This whole... magecraft thing is real? I knew it. This explains everything,' he thought, relating the event to his own ability. Instinctively, Takehiko activated his Mystic Eyes to see the aura of the man and horse before him, but... his eyelids clenched, moving near to closing from the brilliant light in the Servant's aura. He disabled the effects of his Mystic Eyes and replied. "Takehiko Fujimoto. Everyone calls me Hiko, and yes, I believe you are right: I am your master," he smirked. "I honestly doubted this whole ritual--" he paused, feeling a sting on his left hand.

He looked at it, as his command seals manifested, on it. He read a little about them too. Apparently, they had the power to force a servant's will to submit to the master, but he didn't yet know how they worked and had no intention of using them unless Rider was doing something outright immortal; Takehiko didn't summon Rider with the intention of serving him but as a way of putting what he learned over the last week to the test. Yes, he had been reading books about magecraft for a whole week, and he still barely understood it all. He took a brief glance at it, before looking up at Rider again. "Either way, if you're... Rider, then that's your steed, yes?" he asked, looking at the creature. He understood little of the class system as well, but enough to know what Rider-class meant.

Misuteeku

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider

The look of his master had when he saw him must of been shocking. "Takehiko Fujimoto?" Rider stood patiently as he looked towards his master. It was rather... curious to see his master react this way. The way his eyes looked when he glanced at him were very peculiar. It was like a ray of the sun shined into his eyes yet they were inside of a house. When Hiko winced at his hand, Rider looked towards his hand. Red lines started to manifest onto Hiko's hand glowing red until it finished the design of the command seal.

The command seal that manifested onto his master's hand confirming the pact between the two. He didn't mind the command seals since they were barely going to be used. "Yes I am Rider, and yes this is my steed," Rider answered. "Tell me, what is your goal for participating in the Holy Grail War?" He was rather curious about his master's ambitions and the reason why was he summoned here. "Is it for gold, glory or something else?"

Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

He was taken by surprise when Rider mentioned the Holy Grail War. "Oh, right. Yeah. So, I'm kind of new to this whole magecraft deal. I've had some time to train, so I know the basics, and I also happen to have these 'mystic eyes,' you know?" he exclaimed, a little worried. "Whatever, regardless," he changed the topic. "I only know the barebone basics, and I was hoping you could help me out a little," he added, grinning sheepishly.

Misuteeku

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider

Rider signed and signaled his horse to sit down. "I'm sorry to break it down to you, but I'm not a Caster class servant. I know little magics and with the current Era, the magics I know of are extinct by now." There wasn't that he knew of magic. Sure he was explained the concept of magic during his time but he never really practiced in it. "If I were to use my Noble Phantasm it would help explain it, but it would drain a lot of mana," Rider said.

"You are a magus are you not?" Rider asked. "Don't you have a parent that can teach you the ways of Magecraft? If you are a magus then you'd have a parent that had magic circuits." This was going to be a rough start for both of them. If his master couldn't defend himself at during the war, then he'd have to defend him from all the servants and masters, mainly assassin.

Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

He came to a realization. "My mother was one, but I was abandoned and left for adoption as a boy. Either way, I'd rather avoid draining mana reserves, and to put you into a calmer state, I know the basics of magecraft already. I haven't been slacking off my whole life," he replied. Indeed, his eyes were tired, as he was prepping the ritual for an hour and studying on how to do it for another four before that. And not to mention the many other things he did over the last week.

He slid his hand across the space in front of him, leaving behind a trail of blue residue. "I have started learning basic spells, but overall, using magecraft will be harder without a magic crest. What can you tell me about yourself?" he asked, changing the topic.
Misuteeku

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider

"Very well," Rider said as he kneel down beside his steed. "When I was alive, I lived during the Age of the Gods. From there phantasmal beasts were more abundant and magecraft was closer to magic." Closing his eyes he started to think about all of the creatures he had heard of. "There were saying of Gorgons, centaurs, and more monsters that were known for their aggressive view towards humanity. I personally didn't believe in these tales when I was young, but my eyes saw the truth." Rider said as he stroked his steed's mane.

"That's all I will reveal for today anyway," Rider had a frown on his face when he stopped. "Anyway what is your affinity, master?" The topic of magecraft wandered back into his head. "It'd be best to at least know what your element can and cannot do." In the back of his head he thanked whoever taught him the concepts of magecraft.

Birdsie

 

[Hanarei]

Nadina Wurzel
Location: The Wurzel Complex

An almost uneasy silence filled the air at the large complex. Many of the servants who worked there had all been ushered away for the night, only a select few permitted at the place at night. When it came to the affairs of the Magus, only a select few were allowed to have knowledge of such things. It was also part of the Master's wishes in order to better protect the lives of those who worked there, minimizing the likelihood they might be dragged into 'her; affairs during the night.

Nadina's red eyes glanced around, looking around as she walked down the halls of the primary house in the complex. It wasn't her main home, instead one of the many places around the world which her family owned. Being a prominent family of Magus came with its notable perks. Those of 'royal' blood often possessed great wealth in the world of magecraft. While it wasn't impossible for someone to rise up to prominence and wealth as a Magus, it was extremely difficult and likely no matter what you might accomplish it wasn't likely some upstart Magus would ever receive the same prominence as one of the great families. Being part of the Wurzel family was a birthright Nadina took extremely serious. While it earned her great wealth, she felt it was her duty to preserve her family name more then anything else in her life.

The green haired Magus stopped in front of one of the windows, glancing outside. Her nice white button up top clung to her curved frame. A pair of long black pants held onto her legs having dressed a bit more formally then she might typically do while lingering at home. She had finished her preparations several days before. With her yard filled with various traps and a barrier formed around the outside of the complex it provided her with a decent amount of protection. It was possible that a Master taking part in the war would notice the barrier and just shrug it off as a means of defense knowing the war was going to take part. Most likely her being in Australia not typically being located in such a country was already a clear sign she was most likely involved in the war.

Nadina began to walk forward moving towards the double doors in front of her. She opened them up wide, exposing what appeared to be a study of some sort. A large magic circle was drawn on the ground. Many candles were already lit thanks in part to one of her few privy helpers doing so carefully. She began to finish lighting the candles closest to the circle. She took her time careful to not disrupt the circle. Once all the candles were lit she moved to the side, grabbing hold of an ancient text, wrapped carefully in some cloth in an effort to preserve it as best she could. She placed it down in the center, carefully ensuring it was perfectly centered in place.

"There, that should be all that is required for a more precise summoning. There is no turning back now.... I refuse to do so." She spoke with conviction to herself, nodding her head. She pulled out a knife, making a small cut on her hand, cringing notably though shrugging it off. She held her hand out, letting some of the blood to drip down onto the circle. The red eyed woman stepped back taking in a deep breath. She held her hand out in front of her, focusing her energy forward. The summoning ritual was generally a formality, but she wanted to ensure she did it correctly so the grail would select her and give her the servant she wanted. Hopefully she had it all right, she had spent a lot of time managing to get her hands on such a catalyst.

"I beseech for you from the world beyond to answer my call. I seek your wisdom and your might to help guide me to reach the truth. I stand resolute in my ambition prepared to risk my very life. I shall stand by your side willing to risk my life for the sake of finding glory with your aid. May my body be your binding to return to the world you hath long since left. Oh great grail heed my voice. Grant me a chance so I may seek to touch thy shining light and prove myself to be worthy of your gift."

Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

"As far as I tested, I have an affinity for Wind. I've been trying to do some basic exercises with it, but I can't move big objects or make complex maneuvers with it yet," he replied to Rider's question. Takehiko glanced at the hatch to the basement. "Either way, I wish not to involve my foster parents into the events of this war. I've been thinking about using a memory-altering spell to make them think you're my brother, which would let you roam freely, around the house, but I am not certain due to the consequences it might bring," he said, his smile fading. He looked back at Rider. "If push comes to shove, we might have to relocate somewhere else temporarily at worst, unless you have better ideas. Concealing your steed may also be difficult, so I ask you to keep it hidden in public view. Using horses as a way of travel is rather uncommon in the current times and may attract attention."

Takehiko smiled briefly, again. "I am looking forward to our cooperation in this war. Although I haven't been a magus for long, and am yet to find my place at all, this will be a great starting point."

Misuteeku


The room swirled with a small vortex of magical energy, as the overall atmosphere turned thick from the mana bleeding in the air. Things were heated, for a brief moment. As the dust and sparkles fell, a single man of brown hair stood in where the summoning circle used to be.

Caster

With his eyes closed, he shook his head with an amused smirk and his arms folded. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a sloppy incantation," he said with the tone of a disappointed teacher as he opened his eyes, they were glowing in a purple color. His glance was composed and calculating, like that of a silent, calm cat that looked at its owner. Seemingly, he read from Nadina's mind and with a decisive tone, stated: "I would have expected better from someone of a royal bloodline. Hmph," he unrestrained his arms and took several steps forward, putting his hands together and bowing his upper body several degrees in Nadina's direction, with his eyes closed as a sign of firm respect. "Servant Caster, at your service. It was most wise to choose me. Now, let us establish our relationship, shall we? I want to know why I should follow your word, I want to know of your experience as a magus and I expect you'll educate me about this new world. All other information can wait until later."

Caster's gaze was calm, and it was looking straight at Nadina as he expected the answers to his questions or at least an introduction from her side.
Hanarei

 

[Nenma Takashi]

At a construction site a young man was wiping his face of sweat with his shirt. A man with a thick white beard approached him laughing the bearded man slapped the young man on the back. "Alright Jun that's it for today you can head on home lad." The young man Jun smiled at the older man nodding. "Thanks old man see ya tomorrow." As Jun grabbed his things and headed home he was stopped by some other co-workers. They waved to Jun as they walked over pay checks in hand. "Oi Jun wanna go out to get something to eat with us?" Jun shook his head at the men bowing to them as he did. "Sorry guys I already have plans today. If you'll excuse me I gotta run now." With that Jun ran off to his home a small house nothing amazing but it was enough for himself. When he closed the door behind him his demeanor changed almost completely as he let out a long sigh. "Alright Jun you can do this just like the book says."

Jun walked to his closet his steps heavy with each one as if his body dreaded his next task. He opened it inside was a shine honoring his older sister who passed years ago. Sitting on the shine just below her picture and incense was a large book he had found after her passing. Jun opened the book his hands slightly sweating thanks to this book he had learned of a war. The Holy Grail War if this book spoke the truth then he could gain a wish of his choosing if he could pull off a win. Everything else in the book worked meaning this should as well, he landed on the page he was looking for. In order to be apart of the Holy Grail War he needed to have a Servant and he had read up on the other Servants knowing he needed someone along the lines of Saber. He took a deep breath and began the chant. " Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Let each be turned over five times, simply breaking asunder the fulfilled time. Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Raise a wall, against the wind that shall fall. Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom. I shall declare here. Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be with your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail. If you will submit to this will and this reason…… then answer! An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell! From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, Protector of the Balance! I think that's right?"
Hanarei

 

[ChazGhost]

10/15/2019
Unknown part of Japan
3:00

The doors opened to the shrine, letting a cool snowy breeze into the building. A monk holding a package enter the building. He walked down a short hallway and enter a huge room. Inside was a little girl,Mizore, and monk. The monk was guiding Mizore as she drew the magic circle. The newly arrived monk cleared his throat before saying " I have finished the preparations for pur travels in Austral as well as obtaining the catalyst for the summons.".

The other monk looked up and said "Good, the circle is almost done. Place the catalyst in the center and we can began in a moment."...

A few moments later the circle was complete and Mizore stood in front of it. "Now just as we went over, began the chant" The monk said put his hand on Mizore shoulder. She nodded and began.

"Ohh hero from a war fought for freedom. Freedom for injustice. Freedom from mistreatment. Freedom from the cruel hand of a king. I call upon you and ask... No demand that you fight again in a new war. A war between king as monsters. A war between heros and villains. I summon you now to come forth to fight a new war and bring freedom once more to those who need it. Now as I said come forth here and now, Archer!"
Zelmalic

 

[Dante Verren]

An annoying buzzing sound filled the room and with an annoyed growl Jiro reluctantly opened his eyes. Slowly he rolled over onto his side to see that his phone was the source of the buzzing. Reaching over to the small table across from the couch he was laying on, Jiro picked up his phone and shut off the alarm. “Alright then, guess it’s finally time to get started.” Mumbled Jiro as he lazily got up from the comfortable couch.

Jiro hummed lightly to himself as he made his way from the living room of his current residence down into the basement. His current lodgings was an old building that at one point could have been considered a small mansion. Compared to newer house it was just a little bit bigger. His father had bought the house to serve as testing facility a few years ago, now it was the home of a master in the Holy Grail war.

On his way to the door to the cellar he passed by a mirror. Taking a few steps backwards He stopped in front of the mirror. He wanted to make sure his appearance was perfect. Black coat, red gloves, stylish smile, yep all was good. Giving himself a satisfied smile at his youthful appearance he continued on his way to the cellar. He opened the door and dim light flowed down into the pitch black cellar. He pulled on a small cord that was hanging by the door and two window flaps fell open, letting the pale light of night flow into the basement.

As Jiro descended down the stairs he was greeted by the sound of two muffled voices. The sound of their distorted fearful cries were music to his ears. Sitting in the middle of the cellar was a large red magic circle, Behind the circle were two figure sitting with their hands and feet tied to the chairs they were in with gags in their mouths, they were both female an no older than 17.

“Good evening Olivia, to you as well Charlotte.” Said Jiro as he made his way over to a work bench right next to the two. “How are you two doing on this fine evening?” Jiro’s question was greeted by more muffled cries and most likely multiple strings of cursing. “Well that’s not very friendly of you Charlotte. After all I thought you always wanted to be tied up? At least that’s what your diary on your phone says. By the way using your birthday as the password for your phone is a terrible idea. I got it on the first try.” A fake wounded look appeared on Jiro’s face at charlottes disgusted reaction. “Fine fine, be that way. You won’t be around much longer anyway so you should enjoy yourself while you can. Now where did I put that nose ring?”

Jiro began to walk around the cellar, looking through boxes and on shelves until he finally found what he was looking for. He came back to the center of the room, a smile on his face, and a large golden held in his arms. Humming to himself he placed the nose ring in the center of the circle. Taking a step back he clapped his hand together and smirked. He looked over his shoulder at the two females behind him, “Alright girls, let’s get the party started.”

“Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Repeat five times. “As Jiro spoke he pricked his hand with a small knife and let the droplets of blood hit the circle. “Monster born of man and beast, awaken from your slumber and hear my voice. You shall be the blade that carves the road to my ambition and in return I shall be your anchor for revenge. Oh grail who holds the blood of Christ. Bring forth the madness in the darkness! The retribution of a god a an angered god! The dweller of the maze! The the key to my immortality! Give me my Berserker!”
ChazGhost

 

[ChazGhost]

Berserker

The light flickered slowly at first before speeding quickly as the blood began across the lines of the circle. Once the blood covered the whole circle and the chant was over the lights stop flickering but only gave off a dim light now barely covering Jiro and the two girls he had tied up. The glowed a bright red as a hand... No a claw of a monster came through followed by another. The hand held onto the floor and pulled up bring forth the rest of the monster know as Berserker. Once he was whole he gave out a monstrous rawr that would chill any not prepared to the bone. He then looked down at the man who summoned him giving snort at him. He then looked around the room until he ment the eyes of the tied up girls. With another moment of thought he started walking closer to the girls, with his huge axe/hammer in hand. He was right in front of them before looking back at his new master and waited to for order he wanted to hear.
(Heres his weapon if anyone wondering

Spoiler: Axe/Hammer

Dante Verren

 

[Hanarei]

Nadina Wurzel
Location: The Wurzel Complex

Nadina looked on with almost child like wonder as the circle began to glow as it seemed as if the ritual had worked. She had been practicing Magecraft for much of her life, yet she never encountered such a thing. It was surreal to her as the Mana bled through the room. The grail... this is definitely part of its work. It has to be the way to the Root, I just know it. I'll win this war and find it and give my family prominence for the sake of my mother and those before me. She thought standing before the circle. A bright light escaped as sparks filled the room forcing her to lift her arms to cover her eyes as the erruption of Mana suddenly halted as things settled down.

Nadina's eyes fixated up looking as a figure now stood in the center of the room. A grin filled her lips despite her attempts to keep a calm, excitement brewing in her. That was when he spoke. The grin on her lips suddenly shifting away. My incantation, sloppy? I'm not perfect I know but it was damn good for what it was! Being of a royal lineage even its still above what most can do! She thought as it seemed as if he had read her mind commenting about her bloodline. Her face shifted showing a bit of anger looking quite fierce in response to his 'insults'. It hadn't even been a minute and her servant was already giving her lip! His criticisms seemed to stop for a moment as she was able to relax a little, biting back her desire to snap back at him.

"My name is Nadina Wurzel, current head of the Wurzel family... and as of you said a royal lineage." She spoke seeming to add a bit of disdain to the last words there as her mind drifted back to his little insult. "I have been practicing magecraft for most of my life. I have excelled well beyond the limits what most Magus will ever achieve in their lifetime despite my age. I have dedicated my life to furthering my understandings of it and to uncover the secrets hidden in the world that most Magus can't even fathom discovering. I summoned you for the sake of obtaining greater knowledge for the sake of furthering mankinds understanding of the world." She spoke quite boldly stating what she thought were the most important elements of what he asked about.

Her words made it sound as if her endeavor was more for mankind. Truthfully while it could be beneficial to all mankind, that knowledge would be a great boon to her family's standing. Prestige was a far more valuable commodity then anything else with the biggest factor in gaining it being the possession of great knowledge. Still, while her family name was important to her she did want to do things to benefit mankind... even if her goals might conflict with one another.

Birdsie

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Assassin
Location: Jun's Home

A bright light flashed through the area as a figure stood a female figure. A elegant white robe imprinted with what looked to be flower like shapes clung to her body reaching down nearly to her knees appearing to be finely maid. Her hair appeared to be an almost silvery white, lightly blowing to the side reaching down halfway on her back. A mask rested on her face, red paint splotched on it with small slits serving eye sockets. A blade rested at her side resting in a sheath, the blade itself seeming rather foreign in its make, not quite seeming to match any particular time period. The woman touched a hand up to the mask, slowly moving it to the side exposing her young face. Her eyes locked on quickly to Jun staring at him.

"Are you the one who summoned me? You may refer to me as Assassin, what is it that you seek that you brought me back to this word?" She spoke her voice quite plain her expression was... empty. It was as if any sort of life was drained from it showing absolutely no emotion. Her very words were direct and to the point, almost lofty in tone like a teacher talking down to a student. Her eyes kept locked onto him not giving away the slightest clue about her own emotions staring up at him from her rather short height of 4'9 although still somehow managing to have a commanding presence about her.

Nenma Takashi

 

[Zelmalic]

The room filled with ambient energy as the grail pulled forth the soul of the long dead hero, summoning him before his young master in all of his heroic splendor. Well dressed only began to describe him, blue coat and triangular black hat pulled by an invisible wind and a long rifle with a bayonet hung over his back. After only a moment of observation he swung his hand out and put it over his heart and gave a bow. "I heard your call and I have come, my Master." he dipped out of his bow and offered a bright grin and a laugh before kneeling down to be on the same level as his much smaller Master, observing her for a moment before giving a nod. "I didn't expect my summoner to be a little girl, but regardless I will provide you with all of the strength I have."

He stood up and looked around for a moment. "So, what shall we do now?"

ChazGhost

 

[Birdsie]

[Grand] Caster

"You use such pretty euphemisms and sugarcoat almost every word in almost every sentence, master. 'Greater knowledge for furthering mankind's understanding of the world,' please, master, you can be honest with me. We both know you're after the Root so you can learn that pretty, flashy True Magic, aren't you? It would further your family by whole kilometers from where it already is, wouldn't it? But, I can't blame you. That's what I'd do when I was your age. Or... do you have other goals? Hm." he said, with closed eyes, as he started doing stretches of his body. He already knew he was summoned as a Grand Servant, but he didn't reveal it to his master yet. He didn't want to bother her with things that didn't concern her, at least not yet.

A book, or rather, an ancient manual appeared in Caster's hands suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere. Caster opened his eyes and looked at his master. "Long ago. I had a master. He gave me a book from which I learned a great many things. It is only proper that my master has it back since I've finished reading it, isn't it?" he reached his hands out to her, offering the work to her with a humble expression.

The item was ancient, and it was... incredible. It was a Noble Phantasm, but it was regenerating magical energy of its own and had a true physical form, which meant that even should Caster perish from the war, this book would keep existing; most likely permanently. On the cover, it said 'Senji Ryakketsu' in Japanese. All of it was also written down in Japanese with several transcriptions to other languages, including English, French, Hebrew, Chinese, Korean, and Indian could be found within the book. "Please, think of me when studying the magecraft within once I am gone and no longer here to serve you."
Hanarei

 

[ChazGhost]

Mizore even not being able to see it was in a amazement of what was happening as Archer came through. Through some where in Mizore the demon watched the summons. ...Not the most impressive hero... But from what I've heard he maybe just who I need to win this war... and get control of this body... The demon thought to itself as Archer gave a bow to Mizore. Mizore herself was unaware of the bow. Even through when archer said he would provide all the strength he had Mizore gave a quick bow herself and said "That all I can as for. I thank you deeply for coming".

After Mizore gave her bow the monk smiled before looking at Archer. "We have prepared a aircraft in a village near the bottom of this
mountain. From their you and Mizore will be taken to the battle ground of the grail wars. We have already began prepare a base for you two, through many of the final detail need Mizore or well some one in her to finish." Monk said looking down at Mizore who looked in a scared matter when he talked about the demon. "So if your ready, I'll guide you two the plane and you can began your path to the holy grail" The monk finished.
Zelmalic

 

[Dante Verren]

Jiro couldn't help but laugh as Berserkers roar shook his body to the core. The screams from the girls only increased the feeling joy that ran through him. "Absolutly wonderful!" yelled Jiro as the monster stepped past him and stood in front of the girls. Jiro could see the terror in their eyes as they tried to comprehend what was happening. It was a wondrous sight.

Jiro chuckled lightly and turned to face the girls. "To cement are new partnership I offer you two beautiful young women. Both who are untouched by the lust of man. They are yours to do with as you please, my new servant."

ChazGhost

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider

"Very well," Rider replied as he ushered his steed up. The white horse slowly raised up and neighed. "We should hurry and put my steed somewhere, before your parents get here." The steed slowly went towards the stairs and waited. Rider then ushered the steed downstairs. Slowly the steed descended downstairs. It was a rather slow process. After a good ten minutes of the horse descending from the stairs. "Master do you have any place to hide my steed?" Rider said. The steed neighed as it neared the exit.

Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

He looked at his servant, trying to keep himself from cringing. "Listen... I really don't want to sound cold or be disrespectful, but aren't you two spirits? You're sustained by mana. Can't you just... temporarily... unsummon your steed? And I suppose that if there is no other way, the attic we just left would be the best place. My parents never go there, so if the horse kept quiet, they would know nothing."

He looked at the clock. "Anyway, I'll be in my room, studying. Make yourself at home, but I politely request you turn into spirit form once my parents return... and... don't drain too much mana from me, alright?"

Misuteeku

 

[Misuteeku]

Rider

What Takehiko said made him realize what was he doing. "Oh yea... I forgot I'm not technically alive," Rider said as his mount disappeared in a puff of blue dust. "Very well, master." Rider said as he wandered out of Takehiko's eye sight. He entered the bathroom and started to look around. It was rather foreign to see all of these new objects. Walking over to the sink he examined it. Hovering his hand over the sink's handle he reached over. He turned on the faucet and frowned when water started coming out. "Weird..." Rider said as he started to turn it on and off again. He did it numerous times until the handle came off. "Oh..." Rider said. Thankfully the faucet was off (or so I think that's how faucets work). "Master!" Rider yelled as he looked at the sink handle in his hand.

Birdsie

 

[ChazGhost]

Berserker gave what seemed to be smirk to his master before turning back to girls liking his lips and raising his weapon and swung axe side down onto the women. What happened next is something rather not said. What can be said through was after his feast the Berserker left nothing of the girls except for broken bones, ripped clothing, and blood, blood scared all over lowly lit room. Berserker rubbed off some blood off his fur around his face before looking back at his master. Berserker could not talk so he simply gave nodded to his master as blood dripped from his mouth.
Dante Verren

 

[Birdsie]

Takehiko Fujimoto

Takehiko burst into the bathroom, thinking something crucial happened. "Damn it, Rider! I leave you for five minutes and you destroy the sink!" he took the handle and placed it back where it was, hoping his parents wouldn't notice. He slid it a few times, testing if it worked. "Thank god. Okay, it works like this. You pull it in this direction and water comes out, see?" he pulled the handle to himself, and water poured out. He pushed it back and it stopped flowing. "If you think this is cool, let me show you the television," he led Rider to his room. He pressed the red button on the TV, as it turned on and showed the news channel. Takehiko took the remote in his hands and showed it to Rider.

"This is a television or TV for short. Using it, you can... experience images and sounds from somewhere else. In the whole world. It has many channels, and each one is about a different topic. You're on the news channel right now, where they speak about recent events worth taking note of. I advise you watch it, you might even learn something about our modern world. If you have questions, let me know," he said, hoping the TV would distract Rider and keep him occupied, as Takehiko took a book about magecraft in his hands and studied its contents.
Misuteeku