18My King can't be thisGreen
Crossover of Fate/stay night with The Mask (of Animated Series)
Story made by Chojinryu750 of by request made for me.
Chapter 1
Life in the Emiya Household was not the same as it had once been thought Saber as she sat at the dinner table staring at the bowel of white rice. Of course this would be a normal morning say for the people that were eating around the table. The blonde servant from the 4th and 5th Holy Grail War frowned as she felt the piecing glare of the yellow eyed doppelganger sitting across from her. Fury welled within her as she returned the stare filling the air with tension.
"Are you going to continue staring at me?" Saber Alter snorted giving her a derisive look.
"I can ask you the same thing." The king of knights shot back, "you hogging all the miso soup for yourself are hardly what I call dignified."
Across from them Shirou nervously chuckled seeing her brows furrow as her face contorted into a snarl.
"Now, now, Saber's-san." Saber and Saber Alter both looked over to Irisviel von Einzbern, who gave them an angelic smile, "There is still plenty of food left."
"Not if she keeps eating all of it," Saber Alter sighed gesturing to Saber's plate.
"You're one to talk." Saber scowled her face heating up with fury. "At least I savor Shirou's cooking."
"You both are eating a lot," Emiya Kiritsugu, wearing a dark green kimono, cut in looking up from his newspaper, his black eyes forming into a stern gaze. Saber grunted upon seeing her former master from the 4th war his disapproval bore into her which managed to quiet them down.
Saber gave a resigned sigh; this was how things in the house were now…
It had been a week now since the Tiger Coliseum Grail War created by Fujimura Taiga after Shirou's former guardian had found out the truth that Shirou, Rin, Sakura, and Illya were Magi. To top it off, she also discovered Saber's identity along with the other servants and the Holy Grail War. She then created the Holy Tiger Grail which in the end was destroyed by Shirou and Saber. Irisviel, the mother of Illyasviel von Einzbern, a person that Saber had considered a close friend from the 4th Holy Grail War had been brought to life. But tragically, though she didn't like to think of it that way it also had her former master Emiya Kiritsugu resurrected as well. To say the King of Knights was shocked would put it lightly, and the looks that both Shirou and Illya had for having Kiritsugu back and Shirou having gained an adoptive mother calling her Iri-san was nothing to wave off either.
Of course, that was just the beginning for in a twist of fate. The Tiger Coliseum War also saw the return of Avenger, and the false priest Kirei Kotomine, the true villain who caused disaster in the 4th and 5th war. But the worse bit had been when she saw the war bring forth her dark counterpart emerging from her subconscious as a separate entity. Saber Alter had been a bad reminder of the corruption that the Holy Grail had caused her during the last days of the 5th war. And worse still was the fact that she was contracted with Irisviel and Kiritsugu which prevented her from disappearing back into her subconscious and maintaining its separate existence as Saber.
"Old man, don't be so harsh," Shirou chided, "besides there is plenty here."
"But you have to admit Shirou," Illya giggled, "They do eat a lot."
Saber and Saber Alter glared at her but resumed eating until they had finished breakfast and she went to head out to the dojo wanting to clear her head. At least she could have some peace there; she felt the dojo was the one place she could be at peace. Treading across the yard with a light step she slid open the door carefully taking off her boots to avoid scuffing the fine polished wooden floor. The dojo was a rather spacious area baring plain white painted walls with a high vaulted ceiling linked with criss crossing beams that helped to support it. A bright shine came from the polished light maple wood floor showing a reflection so fine it would make a mirror green with envy.
This was the heaven Saber had called upon many times during the Holy Grail War and served as the impromptu rest area for her. Giving a small smile she walked over to the end of the room sitting next to the wall scroll on the wall. Tucking her legs under her she sat feeling the muscles in her legs pull tight. She sighed taking a deep breath and closed her eyes and calmed her mind letting herself drift in silence. Slowly her mind wandered and thoughts about her dark self popped up. She gritted her teeth seeing the amber eyed copy in her mind staring at her with that flat disinterested gaze.
Saber grunted and tried to put the image out of her mind but still it lingered like a poisonous wound. Her dark alter ego smiled coldly at her and looked behind her as Irisviel suddenly walked up and looped her arms around the pale doppelganger. A gentle smile appeared on her face as both stared at Saber causing the King of Knights to quiver with anger.
Why did it have to be like this? She wondered, recalling the way Irisviel clung to Saber Alter treating the aloof corrupted servant like a spoiled princess. Whether it was candy, fast food, or anything she liked Irisviel seemed to be more than willing to get it for her. This was a notion that sickened Saber greatly, and made her dislike the new arrangement in the household even more.
Saber exhaled and was about to try and clear her mind when she heard a loud swishing noise. She tried to ignore it but it grew louder and louder until she felt it rattle in her head. Upon opening her eyes Saber saw Saber Alter standing in the dojo waving around one of the shinai. A look of disinterest was on her face as she continued doing this until she noticed her.
"Meditating?" the words was said in more in the way of a statement than a question. Saber scowled, and rose to her feet. She regarded her other with a glare and strode over to her.
"I was. What do you want?" Saber snapped making her other quirk an eyebrow.
"I merely felt a need to tell you that I will occupy the dojo," Saber alter replied and tossed the Shinai aside.
"What do you mean occupy?" a frown formed and grew in a scowl. Saber glared at her other but Saber Alter ignored her aggression and instead sighed.
"Irisviel said I could," she said. "So if you would be so kind I would like it if you leave."
Saber quivered, "You think just because Irisviel said you could means you can occupy the dojo all to yourself?!"
Saber Alter smiled and leaned against the wall making Saber want to wipe the smug look off her face. The two stared at each other for a long while both refusing to budge and all the while the King of Knights felt her blood boiling. Finally she hissed and stomped out of the dojo doing her best to ignore the condescending smile on her dark self's face.
Feeling the need to head out, she decided to head into the city to try and clear her head. Saber gave one last look at the Emiya house from the street before she headed on her way. A cool breeze blew against her and the proud king welcomed the feeling against her skin. Her other half could have the dojo for now, but at least she was free to go about her business.
When Saber arrived in the shopping arcade in Miyama Town she found it had a moderate flow of traffic. The sounds of shoes clicking against the pavement coupled with the sweet buttery smell of fried Teyaki sizzling on the open food carts added to the warm atmosphere. A smile appeared on Saber's face as she made her way along the commons peering at the various food stalls and shops nearby. She didn't have any money on her but that didn't stop Saber from looking around.
She soon passed an antique shop and just as she was heading away from it she heard a loud crash from inside. Rushing inside she saw the shop keeper, a portly man with a round pumpkin-like head that was lined with grey hair was lying pinned beneath a shelf. A low groan escaped from chapped lips as he moved one arm to try and get out. Shocked, Saber rushed in and ran over to the man.
"Are you alright?" she cried, "Just hang on I'll help you."
The shop keeper mumbled and watched as Saber grabbed the shelf and pushed it off of him setting it in the corner. She then reached down and pulled the man up brushing off the bits of dust and broken porcelain plate off his brown suit. The man took in a shaky breath and panted for a moment before he calmed down.
"Are you hurt?" Saber asked.
"No, I'm okay thank you," the man sighed before giving her a smile, "I owe you for saving me, if I had remained pinned under that shelf any longer I'd fear I would have been as flat as a pancake."
Saber smiled, "It was no trouble, but tell me how you ended up pinned under that shelf?"
The man suddenly grimaced and tapped the ends of his index fingers and looked away from her. Saber cocked her head noticing the man blushed and wondered what he might be embarrassed about.
"I was trying to stock the shelf but it was too high," he muttered, "So I tried to climb up to place the china wears on the top shelf. But I ended up slipping and caused the shelf to topple over."
A brief silence followed and slowly the King of Knights starred at him not believing what she just heard. The man chuckled nervously and shrugged which caused Saber to shake her head.
"Well regardless I am happy you are not harmed," she replied. "But next time do try to be more careful in the future."
The shopkeeper chuckled, "I will, by the way what is your name?"
"You can call me Saber," The strongest servant replied.
"Well, Saber it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance," he smirked, "My name is Takeo, owner of Takeo's Antiques."
Saber smirked liking the man's civility and shook his hand feeling the course roughness of his dry skin on her smooth hands. After they shook hands Saber was about to turn and leave when Takeo held up a hand and urged her to wait.
"Since you helped me it is only right I repay you," he walked over to the desk and brought out a large brown oak box.
Saber frowned, "Really, it's not necessary for you to do that."
"Oh, but I insist!" Takeo cried. "Since you were ever so kind to help me I'll give you this."
Saber watched him flip open the box and noticed the man held up a strange object wrapped in red cloth. She walked over eyeing the object as the man slowly unraveled it revealing a wooden mask. It was a weathered piece of maple or oaken wood carved into a smooth surface which was bare of any outstanding features. Two large eyes peered out at her with a long rusted piece of steel strapped down the middle acting as a nose. The mouth was open in neither a smile nor frown leaving it a rather impartial expression.
"You wish to give me a mask?" she asked the skepticism weighing heavy in her voice.
Takeo stared at her before nodding, "Yes, this is a rare antique I procured from a fellow in New York City. It's Norwegian if I am not mistaken or perhaps Scandinavian."
He handed it to her and Saber regarded the object noticing the strange green pallor of the wood as if it had been resting in the bottom of some lake somewhere. She ran a hand over it and noticed the object felt unusually cool despite being held in her hands. A look of confusion appeared on her face for she had no idea what to do with the mask. But since the poor man was willing to give it to her as a gift, she was obligated to take it the laws of chivalry made that clear.
"Very well, I accept the gift," she replied smiling. "I'm sure it will make a fine decoration."
"That makes me glad you like it," Takeo bowed his head and smirked, "feel free to come by the shop anytime you like."
"I will, thank you," Saber replied and waved goodbye to Takeo as she headed back out into the street all the while holding her new gift.
With that she continued her way down the street all the while feeling content she helped out the owner of the antique shop. She headed along the walk and headed to the park nearby and sat at the bench deciding to enjoy herself. She spun the mask around in her hands taking in the odd pallor of the object and wondering what she was going to say to the others. She knew Shirou was open to receiving gifts but wondered if he would be willing to accept the mask.
The more she thought about it the more the king of knights pictured her beloved trying to find a place for the mask. He could put it in his room; she thought knowing full well if it was a gift from her he would accept it. But then again, it was given to her and Saber had considered decorating her room if in small increments. Sighing she lay her head back against the seat and thought about Saber Alter which only made the girls cheeks turn a bright red.
"What's done is done," she said. "I cannot change that whether I like it or not."
She turned to watch a couple of kids run by and smiled as she heard them laughing and shouting about where they were going. After they were gone, she lingered around the park all the while having the mask sit in her lap. Finally feeling slightly bored, she held up the mask and playfully stared into the bare interior. She shrugged and noticed it was time for her to get home and so with that Saber picked up the mask and began her trek back.
When Saber arrived at the bridge she trotted along the walkway and briefly glanced at the setting sun overlooking the river seeing how it painted the waters in a golden glow. She was halfway across when she felt the presence of someone nearby. It was a good thing she did for at that moment a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the walkway and stalked towards her.
"Hello Saber,"
Saber's eyes narrowed as she recognized the rich melodious voice that oozed with the condescending backhanded attitude of a self absorbed man. Dressed in a rich white leather jacket that draped over the black t-shirt with matching pants stood the King of Heroes, his being radiated an aura of intensity that flashed off his skin eclipsing the sunset as if his skin alone were made of gold. His red eyes were a glow with a mocking form of excitement as he stared at her.
"Gilgamesh," she growled, "What do you want?"
"Now is that anyway to speak to an old acquaintance?" Gilgamesh smirked and walked up to her.
"I hardly call you an acquaintance," she replied.
Saber braced herself when she noticed he stopped a few feet from her hands in his pockets all the while he looked her up and down and chuckled. Fury began to well up inside of the King of Knights she had no time to deal with this jerk. But she held her ground and returned his gaze with a piercing glare. Gilgamesh grinned at her reaction and shook his head in a manner that a father would pity his foolish child.
"You still have that defiant look that made me fall for you," he chuckled. "How glad I am that you still have your fighting spirit King of Knights."
"And you are still as arrogant and detestable as ever," Saber hissed and lowered her hand in preparation for drawing her sword. Gilgamesh noticed her hand lowered and a dark smile appeared on his face.
"You know Saber," he said. "I believe during the previous Grail Wars I offered you the chance to be mine."
Saber cocked an eyebrow before her face darkened, "And I turned you down on both occasions."
"That you did," declared Gilgamesh making a sweeping gesture with his right hand. "But after that little incident with the Tiger Coliseum, I got to thinking Saber. You see I've always been a collector of the greatest treasures and the idea that I was never able to attain you has been on my mind as of late."
Saber felt sweat flow down her face knowing full well where this conversation was heading. She had denied him twice for what woman would want to be with a man like him. The notion of being his plaything, her, a king was beyond insulting and so it was only right she answered his proposal with her blade. After a long silence, Gilgamesh cocked his head waiting for her response and let out a snort when she didn't.
"So Saber, I have decided that I shall ask you once more," he pointed to her his brows furrowed and a scowled appeared on his face. "Become my woman Saber and love only me."
Saber's face contorted her brows furrowing and her teeth were clenched to the point it felt like they were about to break. How dare he, her mind rumbled and at that moment a gust of wind shot across the walkway and pushed against the King of Heroes. Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes as Saber's white shirt and blue skirt were quickly replaced by a long silk gown made with the finest blue that matched the sky draped with silver armor that glinted in the afternoon light making the blonde girl glow like an open flame.
"So, you refuse my offer again," Gilgamesh groused. "Very well, let's see if you're still the lion that won my heart."
"You'll find that I am not an easy opponent to defeat Gilgamesh!" Saber roared charging at him.
The king of heroes smiled and waved his hand and the air above him began to shimmer until it rippled like the surface of a lake. A bright golden light followed and soon several weapons began to appear ranging from swords, halberds, lances, and axes. Saber saw her hated enemy using his noble phantasm the Gate of Babylon and braced herself once she saw the hail of weapons raining down at her. The bridge soon became filled with the loud audible explosions of several noble phantasms smashing into the bridge creating massive craters.
Amongst the chaos was Saber who was dodging and jumping around trying to avoid being hit by the barrage. She wasn't lucky enough barely missing two broadswords grazing the side of her armor leaving sizeable gauges which only made her grunt in irritation. She swerved around and swatted four noble phantasms wincing as the force of the weapons ran up her arms pricking them. While she struggled, Gilgamesh laughed and watched her come at him.
"Not bad Saber," he chuckled, "But play time is over."
"You're right playtime is over!" Saber roared back and appeared in front of him and swung down Excalibur the sword glowing brightly with the intensity of the sun.
Gilgamesh smirked and backed out of the way avoiding the blade which almost sliced through his armor. He reached behind him and pulled forth Ea the drill-like blade parried an oncoming strike and send Saber gliding back. But this didn't stop Saber for she charged at him again letting out a fierce cry and swung the sword aiming for his waist. Her attack was blocked but she pushed and craned her arms back and swung in for a follow up attack. For his part Gilgamesh snorted and blocked her attack and thrust the drill blade almost impaling her in the chest. The fight went on for a few minutes all the while Saber felt sweat pour down her face and neck which seeped down her back creating a clammy feeling that made her shiver.
"What's wrong Saber don't tell you're tired out?" Gilgamesh laughed at her. "Because I'm just getting warmed up and I'm not satisfied yet."
"Curb your tongue fiend!" she barked and lifted her sword. "As long as I draw breath I shall never tire before an enemy."
This prompted the King to stare at her before he began to snicker which soon erupted into full laughter. You dare laugh at me? She gripped her sword tightly feeling the metal gauntlets crack with her fury.
"Ah, Saber," he smiled looking like he had seen a long lost friend. "You show such fighting spirit; it's just a shame that you force me to do this."
She gave him a questioning look when she noticed his arm was pulling back and he held up the legendary star that separated heaven and earth and grinned. Almost on command the drill blade let out a low groan sounding like a great beast that had been rudely woken from its slumber. Then the blade began to spin red arcs of lighting flowing up and down the smooth black cylinder as the red cuneiform began to glow an ominous red. Saber knew what was coming and gripped Excalibur firmly in her grip and held it level with the King of Heroes.
A flash of golden light erupted from the gold broadsword as prana siphoned into it causing it to intensify till it felt like Saber was holding a miniature sun. She gritted her teeth it was now or never this fight had to end.
"Your master isn't here to save you this time Saber," cackled Gilgamesh as he prepared to unleash his ultimate attack. "So with that said let's end this here and now! Enuma…"
Saber and growled, "Ex-"
The bridge rumbled as the air became charge with energy the two noble phantasms at their limit. A short silence followed until both warriors glared at one another and that was when they attacked.
"Elish/Calibur!" they both roared at once.
At their command the noble phantasms roared to life unleashing a destructive stream of unbound devastation as the drill blade unleashed a spiraling red cyclone while the golden blade swung in a wide arc releasing a beam of golden light. The bridge rumbled as the two attacks collided sending a massive explosion with them both struggling to push the other back. Saber grunted channeling all of her will into the attack as the golden beam of energy crackled against the red twister which slowly pushed it back. Then a loud crackle followed and Saber watched in horror as the red glow of the crimson cyclone enveloped her and before she could scream the bang came. A loud eruption of scalding air followed by debris smashing into her face came as Saber flew over the edge of the bridge plummeting into the river below.
Blood dyed the clear blue water as the King of Knights sank deep below the waves her vision dimming with each breath. Her armor cracked and split from the blow revealed a massive gash that bled out as she sank. Pain raced through her body her lungs beginning to burn as the air was forced out of her lungs. Unbeknownst to her the mask which had been safely tucked into her skirt had become unlogged and was floating down towards her. Saber narrowed her eyes as the object drifted down to her and landed on her face. And it was at that moment, her head was jerked back violently as the mask latched onto her head. Pain raced through her face the wooden object squeezing with all its might causing the King of Knights to scream.
She tugged and pulled but to no avail while the she thrashed around before a burning sensation began to come from her skin. As if ignited by an unknown heat the mask began to melt into thick rubbery green wax that seeped into the pours of her skin. All the while this was happening something began to take place with her body. A slight pinch came from her chest for beneath the breast plate Saber's chest swelled up pushing the top of her dress out revealing a set of double D's. The gravid mounds squished together unable to be contained as the top of the dress gave way with a loud muffled rip.
Her slender hips began to enlarge pushing the sides of her dress out until the change began to worm to her rear which ballooned out becoming firm and supple. What was happening to her was this some kind of cursed object? Then out of nowhere she started to spin around generating a thick cloud of air bubbles. Faster and faster she spun all the while the king of knights became enveloped by a small cyclone that rumbled and shook filling the river with the rancorous boom of thunder.
Back on the surface on the bridge the King of Heroes was getting over a loud fit of laughter that he had easily overpowered his coveted Saber. He couldn't believe how easily Saber fell; clearly the years of peace had addled her senses. Pathetic really, it seemed Saber's master had tamed the lion more than he had hoped a little issue he intended to discuss with her mongrel master. Shaking his head he turned to leave when a loud rumble came from beneath the now churning waters of the river. He cocked an eyebrow when an eruption of sea water shot up into the air before a small twister shot out and landed on the bridge.
"What is this?!" he cried seeing the twister come to a complete stop as a figure emerged. Before he could say anything the entire area became wrapped in darkness and out of nowhere a single spotlight shined down from overhead. Standing in the center was Saber now dressed in what the king could only describe as a feminine version of her armor. Bright white polished armor soft and brilliant like the petals of a lily gleamed in his eyes. But what struck him was the way it hugged her body which caused his gaze to fall to her chest which was visibly larger than before forming a valley of perfect cleavage.
But what struck Gilgamesh the most was the bright green waxy face that looked like a rubber mask that looked back over at him. Brilliant aqua blue eyes with long delicate lashes shaded by light blue eyeliner peered at him as he stared at the prominent cheek boned face marveling at the luscious puffy red lips that parted into a perfect grin composed of perfect white teeth. Saber gave a low moan and ran her hands through her long blonde hair striking a rather erotic pose.
"Mmm, ladies and gentleman your main heroine has arrived," she grinned, "and she is feeling green!"
Gilgamesh blinked, "Saber?"
The blonde heroic spirit giggled and replied, "Saber? There is no Saber here; the name is Altria Pendragon golden boy."
"Altria?" said Gilgamesh eyeing her until he brought up his main issue, "What happened to your face Saber?"
Altria rolled her eyes in mock annoyance and wagged a finger at him, "Altria, Gil and not Saber, that old act is out the window."
It was then she pointed at him causing the King of Heroes to cock an eyebrow at her when he noticed the wide smile on her face. Normally nothing really unnerved Gilgamesh but there was something about that wide pearly white grin that made him nervous.
"You know Gil that wasn't nice what you did to me," she chuckled, "you say you like me and want me to be yours but what kind of man does what you do?"
Gilgamesh went to reply when Saber's arm stretched out and he found she put a finger to his lips. He blinked seeing the freakishly extended limb which looked to have been made of rubber retract and Altria gave a devilish grin.
"You know what I'm going to do Gilgamesh?" she asked him. "I'm going to pay you back for that little stunt you pulled on me."
Gilgamesh cocked an eyebrow, "Oh, is that so?"
Suddenly without warning Altria nodded and opened her mouth letting out a thunderous roar of a lion which took the king of heroes by surprise. Blinking, he soon saw the transformed King of Knights reach behind her which prompted him to reactivate the Gate of Babylon. But to his shock he saw Saber pull out a giant red magnet.
"Gee, now what am I going to do with this?" she asked playfully and ignored the surprised look on his face.
Gilgamesh snorted, "A magnet, and how is that going to help you?"
As if to answer his question Saber gave him an evil look and held up the magnet toward the treasury. There came a brief pause before a loud metallic groan came and suddenly one of the swords from the treasury came flying out. Soon there came another, and another, and another until the king of heroes watched in horror as his entire treasury began to pour out. Mounds upon mounds of gold coins, bars, trinkets, swords, vehicles, and more became glued onto the magnet. Fear erupted from within Gilgamesh how was Saber doing this it shouldn't be possible for a magnet to pull out the treasures from his treasury.
It was then a sharp jerk came and the king looked down to see his armor was beginning to rattle and vibrate until he felt his body shaking with it. With a loud rip, the armor flew off leaving the King of Heroes standing in the open in gold colored boxers. He gasped and looked over to Altria as she held up the magnet which jingled with all the treasures attacked to it including Ea which was now by her side.
"You dare to steal the king's treasure!" he bellowed, "Saber…you have no idea just how unforgivable of a sin you've committed?"
Altria snorted, "And what are you going to do with no weapons? Hello, I have them all right here."
The king of heroes sweat dropped realizing she was right and it was then the green faced beauty thrust the magnet forward and grinned.
"But if you miss your toys that much then here, have them!" She tapped the magnet and at that moment the entire treasury came shooting at him. He yelped and tried to dodge out of the way before he was enveloped in a massive explosion of gold, swords, and other fine treasures. But what came next would shock him even further for at that moment Altria picked up both Excalibur and Ea which began to roar to life in her grasp. His eyes widened upon seeing the drill sword rumble to life it shouldn't have been possible for her to use it. Just what had Saber transformed into?
"Oh, Gil it's time for your punishment!" Altria cried and leapt into the air bringing both weapons together and bellowed. "Enuma Calibur!"
With a powerful swing a blast of golden light mixed with the red spiral of Ea coalescing into a single reddish gold beam that smashed into the king of heroes. The bridge shook from the audible bang as bits of concrete and tar flew into the sky mixing the smell of burnt ozone. When the dust cleared, Altria stood with her arms folded striking a dynamic pose while an invisible audience cheered in the background.
"Legend baby," she purred, "and is that fried king of jerks I smell or is that just me?"
Across from her stood the smoldering Gilgamesh, who twitched while he stared at Altria completely horrified at having been attacked by his own weapon. The green knight snickered before breaking into a fit of hearty laughter and doubled over from the pain in her stomach. It was then Gilgamesh noticed her laughter and clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"You…how dare you…" he growled. "You would dark assault the king with his own sword?!"
"Uh, duh, I just did buddy you weren't paying attention." Altria rolled her eyes at him and tossed Ea back over to him which landed with a loud clunk.
Gilgamesh quickly picked it up intending to retaliate for this humiliation when Altria vanished from sight. He looked around unaware that the mischievous knight was now behind him and reaching down at his boxers. He soon noticed her but it was too late for there would be no preparing for the pain he was about to feel up ass crack.
"Ladies and Gentlemen I give you ATOMIC WEDGIE!" Altria yelled pulling the king's boxers up until they were stretched over his head with a loud snap. The king of heroes yelped his face contorting from the pain struggling to tear the underwear off his head.
Altria giggled and watched him stumbled around cursing aloud from the pain and the humiliation she had subjugated him to. He trotted and fumbled until Altria reached over and plucked him up bringing him over. She then looked behind her at the piles of treasure lying on the bridge and grinned.
"This calls for some medieval intervention ladies and gentlemen," Altria announced and reached into her gown fiddling around for what she sought.
She felt a smooth object touch the tip of her gauntlets and began to pull until out of nowhere came a large wooden catapult. A fiendish smile appeared on her face and with a toss she sent the king flying into the catapult followed by the mounds of rare treasures. Once the groaning king was set inside the war machine Altria gingerly walked over to the lever and smirked.
"Well Gil it's been a real gas seeing you but I think your master is looking for you," She grabbed the lever. "Ciao!"
Gilgamesh jerked his head up his face turning white before he was flung through the air screaming at the top of his lungs towards the church. Once he was out of sight Altria gave a satisfied nod having given the king of jerks a punishment befitting of his station. Turning to the catapult which disappeared with a loud poof, she was about to head out when she noticed the eyes that were staring at her. A drop of sweat flowed down her face upon noticing the crowd of stunned people that were staring at her in shock.
"Oh…crud," she muttered, "Wait aren't those Shirou and Rin's classmates Kaede Makidera, Himuro Kane, and Saegusa Yukika?"
Sure enough standing in the crowd were the faces of the trio of Hombura Gakuen all of them staring wide eyed at the green faced knight. Worried about the implications, Altria thought of what she could do when a lightbulb appeared above her head and she got a brilliant idea. Giving a mischievous smile she spun around appearing in a black wool suit that was similar to her disguise used in the 4th Holy Grail War including the short ponytail.
"Okay, everyone," she called to them, "I need you to focus on me."
She pulled out what appeared to be a small pen and put on a pair of sunglasses as everyone on the bridge stared at the object.
"That's right keep looking straight…"
Then she pressed the button on the top sending out a bright flash of light that encompassed the bridge. The crowd barely had time to blink before they appeared in a bewildered state.
"Listen people you didn't see anything going on here," she replied, "the holes and burnt marks were from a car crash okay?"
The crowd nodded in unison before they continued on their way having completely forgotten the freakish sight on the bridge. Sighing, Altria discarded the MIB memory eraser and changed back into a white gown and looked back over toward Miyama town.
"What is a king to do on a fine night like this?" she murmured mulling over what kind of mischief she could get into.
She didn't have to think long already envisioning the list of people who were about to have a very odd night. The first stop she picture was the manor of a certain bossy red sweater wearing magus. Giving a wide grin she broke into a run leaving a trail of smoke behind her all the while picturing the look her victims would have when they got to see the new her appearance. The night was about to be a whole new shade of green.
The Fuyuki Church basked in the silence of the beggining of evening that had befallen the city through the dim lighting of the inner sanctum. Kirei Kotomine sat at his desk his mind mulling over the events that had transpired with the Tiger Coliseum Grail War and how he had been brought back to life alongside his old enemy Emiya Kiritsugu, his wife Irisviel Von Einzbern and the servant Avenger. At first, the fake priest had been shocked his revival and even more so when he met his daughter Caren Hortensia. None of it made sense, but then again why should it? A dark smile creased his lips recalling the looks on Gilgamesh and Lancer's faces when they saw he had returned.
"Like two lost children seeing their beloved father returning," he said aloud in a dry manner.
Of course beloved was a stretch and even he knew that but still knowing that his daughter was just as dark as him gave the priest some small semblance of pride. Misery is its own reward and Avenger, Lancer, and Gilgamesh were reaping it. Though, Gilgamesh seemed happy to be under his command again which Kirei couldn't help but find amusing. He stared down at the clutter of paperwork that lay strewn before him.
"Formal reinstatement..." his eye narrowed.
His "death" had seemingly closed his affiliation with the Church and the Burial Agency. And now that the priest had come back from the dead, the church and the Burial Agency was more than generous enough to reinstate him. Through mountains of paper work of course which didn't sit well with Kirei.
"A few more after this," he grumbled, "too bad reinstatement couldn't be quicker."
Leaning back in his chair he stared up at the ceiling and sighed when a loud rumble shook the church almost causing him to fall on his back. He gasped and ran out of the room and began heading to the courtyard.
"What was that?!" he cried.
"Your guess is as good as mine," Kirei turned to see Avenger appear out of nowhere, the dark skinned servant giving him a quizzical look.
"It came from the courtyard father," Caren replied appearing behind Avenger with a neutral expression.
"Then let's not wait around shall we?" answered the fake priest leading them outside only to see the inner garden reduced to a smoldering crater. Kirei gasped his eyes widening when he felt something tap his foot with a loud tink. He looked down and saw it was a golden chalice which he wearily picked up. From the splendor of the object he gathered it was one of Gilgamesh's treasures. But why was it out…here?
"Father," Kirei turned to his daughter who pointed all around them and immediately the priests eyes widened. All around him a brilliant sea of gold lined the ground accompanied by thousands of swords, axes, spears, daggers, and more. So much treasure lined the yard that the inner sanctum could barely even hold it. Just what had happened to have them land such a rich bounty? That was when he realized the treasure all belonged to Gilgamesh. But where was said King of Heroes?
"Hey you two over here!" called Avenger who was kneeling in front of a very battered if not smoldering body.
Kirei and Caren walked over and saw the body was none other than Gilgamesh who strangely was bare of any clothes and had his underwear pulled over his head. The king of heroes let out a low groan and twitched a few times all the while his eyes were rolled into the back of his head.
"Gilgamesh?" stated Caren, "How indecent…"
Avenger snorted, "Man looks like he got his ass kicked, but, man seeing him like this is funny."
Kirei stared at his servant cocking an eyebrow before a dark smile appeared on his face. It looked like this evening would provide him with some entertainment.
"Gilgamesh this is a very unbecoming state you're in," he chuckled. "Did you have an accident on the way home?"
Gilgamesh gurgled, "SA…Saber…saber..."
"What?"
Avenger chuckled, "Sounds like he said Saber, man she was the one who did this to him?"
"It seems so, but has Saber gotten more powerful?" Caren cocked an eyebrow and picked up a gold coin.
"A good question," Kirei replied. "We will need Gilgamesh to fill us in."
It was then Avenger gave a cheeky smile and laughed causing the two of them to stare at him in confusion.
"Who cares," he said. "We're rich!"
"What?" Caren and Kirei dead panned.
"Yeah, think about it you two," Avenger grinned, "Old goldie locks won't need all this treasure anymore."
Caren frowned and calmly walked over to him and grabbed his cheeks and pulled on them. Avenger groaned in pain and tried to pry her grip off his face. Kirei snorted and mulled over what he had heard.
"Saber…" the very servant the king of heroes had coveted since the previous wars had defeated him. In past it was true Saber had demonstrated great abilities which befitted her class she barely defeated Gilgamesh before say for their final battle during the 5th Grail War.
"Hey take a look at me!" Kirei glanced over to see Avenger standing on a pile of treasure wearing Gilgamesh's golden armor. "Who do I sound like?"
Caren and Kirei watched as Avenger adopted a stern look and folded his arms across his chest.
"There is only one king under heaven and earth," he said in a mock snide tone. "Saber, love only me bow to me and worship only me!"
Kirei had to repress a smile while his daughter snickered a little and gazed down at the dazed Gilgamesh.
"What wonderful misfortune…", Kirei thought recalling how he had secretly wanted his servant to suffer. "And how, heaven smiles upon me!"
"That does sound like him," Caren smirked, "Father, what shall we do with Gilgamesh?"
Kirei smirked, "Take him back inside, we need him to recover so he can fill us in on what happened to him."
With that Avenger and Caren walked over and picked up the comatose king of heroes and brought him inside. Once they were gone, Kirei took a look at the pile of treasures from the vaults of Babylon and gave a dark smile.
"Saber… whatever it had done, I would find out how she left Gilgamesh in such a wonderfully miserable state and with luck get to witness more of it." Kirei thinks with glee in his eyes.
End of chapter 1