Walking stealthily across the dimly lit track field, a young woman sporting some fine thighs (but a chest flatter than an airport runway), is seen jumping across the fence of Homurahara Academy. Patting her dirty bottom, Rin Tohsaka walks across the field, and into the school.
"Archer, you sure the anamoly is coming from here?"
From beside her, a disembodied voice came, his voice rich (in tone and mockery). "Rin, have you ever seen a place where there is a place with no magic?"
It was only then did Rin realise the abnormality. Yes, Archer's right! It's too normal...
Just as they were about to enter the school, a bright red beam flashed by.
"Careful Rin!"
Materialising Kanshou and Bakuya, Archer deflected the incoming attack. "Oya, oya? Who is it other than our residential Guardian? Well, either way, this is a greeting from me and my Master. She has said for you to come to the Church tomorrow for a meeting...
Between all fourteen Masters
Well, cheerio, gotta say goodby– wait, what did I hear..."
Dematerialising back into magic particles, Lancer dashed into the school, expression ferclocipus...
Just like a hound who has found its prey
Eyes shrinking, Rin realised what it meant. "Shit! Archer, let's gonakd save the poor sod who got stuck in the school!"
With a final push, Ron dashed into school, trying her best to ensure that Lancer does not kill the poor guy who stayed afraid beyond the time limit.
Which bastard comes to school at this late of an hour anyways!?
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The unfortunate bastard, by the name of Emiya Shirou, is now seen glued to tje floor, unable to believe what on earth is going right in front of his eyes.
Sparks could be seen flying across the air, as a bright red spear and an invisible sword clashed against each other, trying to rip apart their respective enemy. The same enemy who pierced his chest back in the high school...
The same enemy who's able to fucking jump higher than Javier Sotomayor
But more than anything, it was the surreal realisation that what he saw that night was not a simple daydream. Just as he sat there stunned, the Lancer's eyes swerved towards him. Seeing him sit still as a duck, his grin grew wider, and with a simple feint, redirected one of his attacks to Shirou.
Just as it was about to pierce him, two shadows fell before him, one nearly 3 m in height.
"Oi, don't go off killing people who're not part of the War!"
"Yeah, don't kill big bro Shirou! Berserker, kill him!"
"GRAAWR!"
As soon as the dust cleared, Shirou was shocked to see a 2 m tall grey-skinned man, holding a large stone sword. Perched atop him was a...
Little girl...?
Shit, is that Ilya!?
"Ilyasviel Von Einzbern, what are you doing!?"
Wearing her pink rabbit-themed pajamas, Ilya begrudgingly turned her head towards Shirou, brow covered in fine sweat. "H-h-hello, o-onii chan..."
Sitting atop of the grey beast (?), was his younger sister, Ilyasviel Von Winzvern, or better know as Emiya Ilya. Panicking at the sight of her brother discovering her being a Master in the Holy Grail War had stopped her computational powers to a halt, forcing her to explain using primitive 'unga-bunga'.
Swish!
Just as she had finally managed to patch together a satisfactory answer, the bright red spear attacked Shirou, straight at his heart. "NO, ONII CHAN!"
Just as Lancer believe the little peeper was dead for sure, a large hand garbed in blue armour grabbed it, stopping it in place. Before Lancer could figure out what had happened, he felt his consciousness sinking as the large fist pummelled him straight through the manor...