Sunset most fight and survive in the holy grail war if she want's to see the day her name is cleared from the false charges of being anon-a-miss.
Things weren't going so well for Sunset Shimmer. because of a cyberbully called anon-a-miss, she had lost everything.
Her friends.
Her hard-earned reputation.
And the trust of everyone in the school.
Now here she was, alone in the blistering cold trying to find out what to do with her life. She couldn't go back to her friends or back to her home world out of shame.
And worst yet some weirdo has been chasing her because of some stupid mark on her hand!
But the worst part has to be the fact that she now has to deal with this smart mouth jerk who keeps calling her master!
"That's not a very ladylike way to describe someone master~."
"SHUT IT, ARCHER!"
Welcome the Grail war Sunset Shimmer and good luck, your gonna need it.
this is my first fic I hope you guys like it! this story was made with the help of this two awesome dudes and they deserve as much credit for this story as well.
What would one do to have their greatest desire granted?
Within an abandoned theater we find a young girl with silver hair and Dark grayish violet eye’s kneeling in front of an altar decorated with crystals of various size and purity. She then put her hands over her chest and proceeded to give a small prayer.
“Please... Whoever I summon, please give me the strength to win.” begged the young woman as the altar began to give off with otherworldly energy and then the entire room was filled with light.
Would you fight for your dreams and ambitions?
In another location, set within an old subway station where a group of individuals all wearing dark green robes were standing in a runic circle. All of them chanting and drawing various bladed weapons from their robes.
“For our glorious queen, we give ourselves so that she may gain a worthy servant so she can win this holy war!!” yelled one of the robed figures in a fanatic tone as the other’s cheered and raised their weapons in preparation for what the ritual would require to summon the servant they wished to gain for their queen.
“FOR OUR GREAT QUEEN!!!” screamed the rest of the robed figures with the same fanatic glee as the first one. They then proceed to stab themselves without any hesitation, genuinely showing their devotion to their beloved queen, and when the final member fell to the floor dead. The runic symbols began to glow and released a dark green light, filling the tunnel with its otherworldly glow.
Would you sacrifice everything you have?
In a dark room, two individuals were standing in front of their own summoning circles. One was a tall male, and the other was a girl in her teens. That was all that could be described them as they were both wearing robes that prevented anything else from being identified about them.
Without a word, both figures focused their energy into their summoning circles, which began to glow in their own unique light. One pitch black and the other, a bright golden light.
How many lives will you take to reach your goals?
The same thing was happening as various lights were being sited in different parts of the city. With many unnatural things occurring around those areas. Random blackouts, strange weather patterns, and every animal vacating the space.
But none of that matters, for we now turn our attention towards a bridge or more specifically what was under the said bridge. For under this old bridge, sleeping under its shadow was a young girl with fiery red hair with golden streaks that gave her hair the same mesmerizing beauty as the setting sun. The young girl tossed and turn in her sleep as if she was sensing the supernatural events happening around the city, but not waking from them, nor did she wake as a blood red symbol appeared on her hand in the shape of a fiery sun.
Your will shall be tested in this holy war, and you shall face great peril and even death itself!
Just so you can be THAT much closer to winning your “prize.”
The holiday season was upon us as holiday cheer, and merriment was at an all-time high for the city of Canterlot as the denizens walk around enjoying themselves and enjoying the time of year where everyone could spend time with the ones they love and care for.
“A-ACHOOO!!! Sniff… stupid weather.”....well not everyone had the luxury to enjoy the holidays, as the young girl with the fiery red hair along with golden highlights that made her hair look like the sky during a sunset. With her developed body for her age and Cyan eye color, she was quite the beauty. Add in her Dark purple halter top with a red and yellow sun printed on it, an orange skirt and black leather jacket with a pair of leather boots, you have yourself what a certain fashionista would say, “a beautiful flower surrounded with danger.” whatever that meant, could attest to.
Shaking those thoughts aside the young teen made her way to the city library while also making sure to keep her distance from the other people walking along the street and making sure to keep her right hand concealed from the public.
‘Ok sunset, don’t panic. So what if this is the third library in a list of duds when looking up info on this stupid mark.’ Thought the young teen bitterly as she took a quick glance at her right hand which had a fiery red sun placed right on the back of it. It was just another headache she had to deal with along with the others that have been piling up.
First, some person called anon-a-miss pops up and starts throwing around people's secrets and having every student in the school at each other's throats. Then her friends accuse her of being anon-a-miss and turn their backs on her, and finally now that the school was being searched by the police at night, sunset had nowhere to live and now had to resort to sleeping under a bridge for the last two days!
'why? Why won't anyone believe me!? I have nothing to gain from leaking everyone's secret or have any reason to do so.' Sunset thought miserably as the painful memories of the last few days came popping up and the negative feeling that came with it.
'Just forget about it!! If they want to abandon you so easily, then fuck them!' She thought venomously, clenching her teeth and screwing her eyes shut. Trying in vain to keep the flood of memories at bay but each memory, her blood boiled even more, and she was starting to see red. It was only because of the fear of making a scene in the middle of the street that she was able to reign in her anger.
Sighing in frustration as she made her way into the library not bothering to take in the grand appearance of the establishment and quickly going to the occult section searching through the books to find something she hasn’t already found in previous libraries before. Sadly after looking through each book sunset sighed in disappointment when she couldn't see anything new, deciding that it was a waste of time she made her way out of the library and took notice of the setting sun.
"Dammit! I wasted too much time in that place, better get going if I want to make to the bridge before another blizzard pops up," she muttered, quickly running towards her temporary home not noticing the figure in the distance.
~~~~~~~~~(later that night)~~~~~~~~~
“Dammit, dammit, DAMMIT! Of all the time a Christmas parade comes around, it HAS to be on the very street I need to cross to get back to the bridge on time!” Sunset rages as she cuts a corner and rushes down another street desperately trying to get to her only cover from the incoming storm. As she decides to get a few extra seconds by going through an alleyway she ends up bumping into some of the last people she would ever want to meet.
“Well well well, what do we have here? If it isn’t Shimmer bitch!” mocked the brute also known as hoops, a jock, and a bully of CHS. Standing beside him were his two lackeys, Dumb-Bell and Score, both glaring at her which means the anon-a-miss dilemma is still going strong.
“What do you want hoops? Can’t you see I’m in a hurry?” an irritated sunset said as she tried to walk past the group of bullies but was stopped by hoops as he grabbed her by her wrist and yanked her back in front of him and his goons.
“Hold up, where do you think you're going? You still have a lot to answer to.” Hoops said. Applying more pressure with each word, causing Sunset to wince in pain and tried to pry her arm from the iron grip but to no avail.
“Let go asshole!!” screamed Sunset as she futilely tried to pry out of his grip, but before she could make any progress in escaping, she was grabbed by the neck by Hoops and slammed against the stone wall.
“How about you shut up and listen to me you bitch!” he yelled to a stunned Sunset who was wide-eyed by the anger in Hoops' voice, even his goons were gobsmacked at their leader's actions. “It’s because of you and your stupid gossip post, that I got kicked off the football team.” he raged as he played more pressure to her neck causing Sunset to start going limp as her vision was turning black.
“Yo! Hoops man, I know you're mad and stuff but don’t you think you're taking things too far?” questioned dumb-bell with Score nodding in agreement but both backed away when Hoops sent them a glare.
“You two can back off! I've been waiting for this ever since my name was dragged through the mud because of this little bitch posting on the web that I used some steroid to help me win the big game last year,” he ranted as he applied more pressure, causing Sunset’s face to start turning blue.
“Hahahaha! Time to die you gossiping bi-” laughed Hoops but went silent mid-rant and fell over to the side, to the confusion of his friends. But that confusion quickly turned to horror as they noticed a dagger lodged in the back of his head.
“Wh-what the fuck!?” screamed Score before another dagger found it's marked at the center of his forehead. Leaving a scared shitless Dumb-Bell and an equally confused and scared Sunset.
“Screw this! I’m out of here!” screamed Dumb-Bell as he tried to make a break for it, but before he could even make it halfway out of the alleyway, one last dagger found itself buried in his spine causing him to fall in the snow. Much to Sunset's silent horror.
“O-oh my dear Celestia…” trembled a terrified Sunset as she could do nothing but look at the three dead bodies spread out around the alleyway floor. But then a voice was able to allow her to tear her eyes away from the gruesome sight as she caught sight of a middle-aged man wearing the oddest set of clothes she’d ever seen walking towards her.
“I had my doubt about these daggers master gave me, but they do work quite well!” commented the man as he walked towards Sunset while also admiring his handy work.”I guess this is how an assassin feels like?” he wondered as he stopped in front of Sunset and flashing her a small grin that was anything but friendly.
“W-who are you?” questioned Sunsets as she was frantically thinking of a way to get away from this man who could kill someone so quickly.
The man’s grin seemed to just get bigger after hearing the question and gave Sunset a bow as if he was on stage basking in the applause of an invisible audience.
‘I’m glad you asked my dear girl, but sadly I can’t give you my real name.” stated the man as he rose up from his bow and gave her a smile that looked like it would split his face in two. “But you can call me CASTER.
We find our unknowing hero placed in a dire situation.
“W-who are you?” questioned Sunset as she was frantically thinking of a way to get away from this man who had killed someone so quickly. The man’s grin seemed to just get bigger after hearing the question and gave Sunset a bow as if he was on stage basking in the applause of an invisible audience.
‘I’m glad you asked my dear girl, but sadly I can’t give you my real name.” stated the man as he rose up from his bow and gave her a smile that looked like it would split his face in two. “But you can call me...CASTER.”
Will she be able to survive this ordeal or will she be just another casualty in this war?
Sunset has dealt with a lot of things since she came into the human world. Her own mistakes, three Sirens that tried to take over the world, and recently a Cyberbully that pretty much ruined her entire life. But all those things paled in comparison to the fear she felt at this very moment.
It took everything in her power not to break down crying as she began to fully realize the situation she found herself in, but she steeled herself and tried to find anything that could buy her a few precious seconds of time that could allow her to escape.
“It’s unfortunate that I have to slay someone who looks like they were made to be on stage, and I would love nothing more than to see you there performing alongside my master, unfortunately, the war cannot allow such pleasantries. I just hope you don't take this personal, but I must do everything in my power to have my master win” lamented Catster as he was quickly closing the gap between him and sunset.
“W-what are you talking about!? What war? And who’s this master you keep mentioning!?” questioned sunset, her temper rising, the longer her questions went unanswered. But sadly caster showed no interest in answering as he stepped even closer to the terrified girl.
But thankfully miracles happen in the most unexpected places. Right before the man calling himself Caster could take one step closer to Sunset, both individuals heard pain groans coming from a few feet away. Curiosity getting the better of him, Caster took his eyes off of Sunset and made a quick glance to where the voice came from.
“S-someone…please help me,” begged Dumb-bell as he tried desperately to crawl out of the alleyway. Much to Sunset’s pity and Caster’s amusement.
“Hehehehe, well isn't this a surprise!” said an amused Caster as he proceeded to move to his new object of interest, completely forgetting Sunset at the moment.”It’s a strange sight to see a human in this day and age survive a wound like that. It’s actually quite amusing to see today’s humans still have the drive to survive.” he mocked as he finished his stride towards the defenseless teen.
“Please! Please don’t kill me!” screamed Dumb-Bell, any self-respect he might have had was out the window in the face of his imminent demise.
Caster’s only response was to bend down and yank the dagger out of the sobbing teen’s back, electing a pained scream from the injured youth, but Caster paid no mind as he merely stared down at the whimpering teen with an unreadable expression. But as if a switch was flipped, his face which was previously devoid of emotion, now sported a broad smile.
“Now now, there's no reason to act like that! if you really want to live, then who am I to deny you that?” conferred caster as he bent down and patted the sacred and confused youth on the head as if he didn’t just slaughter told teens best friends and maiming him in the process.
“R-really?” asked the desperate teen, hope slowly building up as he genuinely believed that he might survive this night. But sadly any hope was dashed as the man in front of him, quickly switched back to a deadpanned expression and poor Dumb-Bell now found a dagger lodged in his throat.
He could only manage a few incoherent gurgles as he stared into the uncaring eye’s of his murderer and as his world turned dark, Dumb-bell could just ask himself when things turned out so wrong.
“What a naive child. Thinking just because he didn’t want to die, he would get a free pass.” spat Caster as he looked down at the body of the teen he mercilessly killed. But he soon placed his usual smirk back on his face.
“Well now that’s taken care of, how about we finish where we left off?” questioned Caster as he turns to look at his target, only to see that she was no longer in the area she was in previously.
“........ master is not going to be pleased.” stated the bewildered man. A gust of wind being his only reply showing that even the universe was dumbfounded by his blunder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~(with Sunset.)~~~~~~~~~~~~
RUN.
That single word was the only thing that mattered to sunset at the moment as she pushed her body to the limit, running at speeds that would of turn a certain rainbow haired school athlete green with envy.
‘I have to get out of here find a place to hide or get help!’ thought sunset as she ignored the strain her body was going through, all that mattered was getting as far away as possible from that psychotic man that called himself Caster.
But no matter how far she ran she could still feel as if he was always right behind her, and the very thought caused her already frantic heart to go into overdrive and made her even more determined to make as much distance between them as possible.
But she soon notices that the streets that were once bustling with activity a short while ago were now barren. Which only added more stress to the panicked teen as she tried desperately to think of a way to survive through this night.
“If I can just make it the police station maybe they could- FUCK!!” she screamed as a dagger flew past her, nearly hitting her.
Looking back sunset saw from a block away was the psychotic man she’d been running from all this time with his arm outstretched showing that he was the one that threw the offending dagger. Another thing she took notice was the annoyed look on his face, obviously annoyed at his missed target.
And Sunset was more than happy to take advantage of his sudden case of stormtrooper aim and quickly bolted to the next corner, then through an alleyway. But sadly that would be one of her biggest mistakes as she soon realized that the alley was cut off at the center by a wall leaving her at a dead end.
“Shit! I got to hurry and find another shortcut before-” her curse was cut short as another dagger flew past her this time so close that it cut off a few strands of hair barely missing an artery. She then slowly turned her head mechanically towards the alley’s entrance, where her eyes soon landed on the figure belonging to Caster, and he did not look happy in the slightest.
“Huff... do you…huff... have any idea on how annoying it is chasing someone through these snowy streets?” questioned caster, each word parted with a tired wheeze as he tried to catch his breath, he then slowly stormed his way towards to cornered teen. Keeping his full attention on her as to not make the same mistake twice.
At this point, Sunset was pressed against the wall as tears slowly slid down her face as she desperately tried to think of a way out of this. But sadly the cruel realization slowly began to sink in, and despair began to take hold as sunset’s mind began to blur into a jumbled mess of thoughts, and though her mental breakdown, she failed to notice that the mark on her hand begins to glow.
“Well as fun as it was, our little game of cat and mouse must come to an end.” chuckled Caster, looming even closer towards the panic teen while brandishing one last dagger, more than enough to finish this servantless master that had been given him a headache.
Something in Sunset had snapped after hearing this twisted freak nonchalantly talk about killing her. Treating this whole thing as a game and acting like killing her was as simple as stepping on a bug. The more she thought about it, the more her anger grew until the hopeless fear that was once present was now replaced with a burning fury that had Sunset glaring at her attacker with such ferocity it was able to stop him in place… or she thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Caster P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
‘What’s this?’ I wondered as I saw my trembling pray now looking at me with such ferocity that could have had any ordinary man trembling…. Adorable that she thought she could frighten me with her cute little glare but sadly it would not help her. But before I could continue my way towards her something caught my attention, the young woman's right hand was glowing. Was that her command seal? Why would her command seal be burning like that? She had no servant, and with the way she was glaring at me, I could tell she wasn’t even aware of her own hand glowing with the immense power of it.
And then something even weirder happened. The young girl was now glowing with an otherworldly glow, and was it just me or did her hair only grow longer? And were those pony ears?
Whatever was going on I was going to put a stop to it right here and now! But before I could even try to throw the last enchanted dagger my master gave me, my young target let out a scream as the Prana from her, and her command seal lashed out and caused a great blast of light and magic to go off between us nearly knocking me back.
What was that? Though the blast was small, only kicking up a cloud of dust that blocked my view I could sense that the short burst of magic contained both the reality warping abilities and Prana levels of a reality marble. But that should be impossible. What in gods name did she do?
Caster stood their confused and even…scared? Yes Caster was starting to feel frightened at the known anomaly that was his target, and whatever was going on in that smoke cloud, and a small part of him was tempted to just leave and report back to his master then press on any further on what he was now considering a fool's errand.
Shaking his head from those thoughts, Caster steeled himself and prepared to throw his last dagger at his target and get this night over with. But before he could toss his weapon through the wall of smoke, a loud noise akin to thunder rang out, and the next thing Caster knew, a bullet shot out of the dust cloud and struck his dagger. Not only destroying it but also injuring his hand in the process as well,
“AHHHHHH!” Screamed Caster as he held onto his now injured right hand, letting out curses in another language that sunset didn’t understand. All he could do was glare at the now dissipating cloud of dust and finally lay eyes on the new threat, and when he did, he was now even more confused on the person's age and getup.
She looks to be of the same age as his target, with long black hair that reached to her lower back and ruby red eyes that twinkled with barely contained mirth. She was wearing a black Japanese military officers uniform with a gold ornament on her hat and a large crimson cape, and the last thing he noticed was that she was carrying a sheathed katana in one hand and, a large rifle in the other.
“Who the hell are you!?” demanded Caster toward the newcomer. But much to his rage the young dark haired simply smirked at him.
“Well now, I’m surprised a caster like you haven’t figured it out yet…” mocked the youth as she quickly gave the injured caster a wider smirk and pointed her rifle at him. “You’d think a servant could tell when he was in the presence of another servant, especially when one is pointing a gun towards him.” mocked the gunslinging youth to the now shocked caster who was now sweating nervously.
‘How could this have happened!?’ caster screamed mentally as he racked his brain for an answer that could explain how someone could summon a servant without an altar or an object that could be used to invoke a servant. But before he could think any further in the subject, he felt a sudden pull in the back of his mind giving him a silent demand to leave the area. “master ?” muttered Caster under his breath before a grin placed itself on his face as a plan came to mind.
“Oi, why ya just standing there? Shouldn't we start fighting or something?” Question the gun touting youth as she was wondering why the older servant went silent and why he was now giving off a creepy grin.
What no one was expecting was for the middle-aged Caster to give his two enemies a bow as if to thank them for a lovely evening.
“Hahaha! I must admit, I’m surprised at the new turn of events. I must truly applaud you on such a twist that would have been passed down in legends as a great stage performance!” praised caster never looking up as he spewed praises and applause to the two confused teens. Neither of them noticed that the injured servant was reaching for one of his vest pockets.
“And to truly reward such a performance I give you…. THIS!” he yelled as he tossed around a blue object at the two. Reacting on instinct the young servant fired off another bullet towards the purpose, shattering it in mid-air. But to the two youth’s surprise, the shattered remains of the orb glowed, then exploded which knocked them both back slamming them both against the wall.
When the dust cleared only the two teens remained in the alley and Caster was nowhere to be found much to the annoyance of an irritated gunslinger.
“Tch! that coward dares to mock me!.” muttered the teen as she got up and brushed off the snow covering her. “oh well, he won’t get off so easily next time right mast-” the servants questioned cut short as she turned to see her new master still lying on the snow-covered ground unconscious.
The gunslinger could only look in bewilderment as she realized that things might be harder than she thought.
“Sigh… I have a feeling that this war might last longer than I hoped.” sighed the red-eyed servant as she gently picked up her master and started making her way out of the alley and go somewhere warm and safe for her young master for the night.
“Well as fun as it was, our little game of cat and mouse must come to an end.” chuckled Caster, looming even closer towards the panic teen while brandishing one last dagger, more than enough to finish this servantless master that had been given him a headache.
But due to what some would call a small miracle, our young heroine was saved by a mysterious girl.
“Well now, I’m surprised a caster like you haven’t figured it out yet…” mocked the youth as she quickly gave the injured caster a wider smirk and pointed her rifle at him. “You’d think a servant could tell when he was in the presence of another servant, especially when one is pointing a gun towards him.” mocked the gunslinging youth to the now shocked caster who was now sweating nervously.
Will this new ally be enough to guard our hero from the dangers ahead? Or is this new scenario just one more step to an early grave for our dear Sunset?
These were the words that left caster’s lips as he made his way towards the backstage of his master’s current base of operation.
“I can at least appreciate her taste in locations,” muttered the servant as he made his way towards the office that was located behind the stage.
“Well it’s nice to see you agree about one of my decisions,” commented a voice, coming from behind the office door, and by the tone, Caster could take a wild guess and assume that she wasn’t too pleased with him. “Because it seems you obviously didn’t agree with my plan of laying low and NOT ATTRACTING THE ATTENTION OF THE OTHER MASTERS!”
‘Well speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear,’ thought caster, and he was right to assume that. Because as soon as the office door open he was greeted by the frowning face of his master, and while he would take the time to say that look made her more cute than threatening, he really didn’t want to push his luck.
And speaking of cute, oh boy was caster not exaggerating! With hair that was pale cornflower blue, with very pale cerulean stripes, that reached down her lower back, and with striking purple eyes that would catch a lot of people's attention, and topped off with her light skin complexion that made her in caster’s honest opinion, absolutely made for the stage life.
Though Caster felt that saying anything smart right now or trying to butter her up would just land him ANOTHER lecture, and he’d instead just take the verbal lashing, and be done with it.
“So Caster,” started his master. “Was there at least anything you were able to gain from this disaster of a night?”
This was his chance! If the info he had was good enough, then he could skip a headache and get to writing his next great play!
“Why yes in fact~! My master~!” Caster sang as he started to take a pose as if he was about to sing on stage. This made his master let out a sigh in irritation, she knew it was only a matter of time before her servant went back to his over the top flamboyant ways.
Not letting his master’s clear sign of annoyance get in his way, the Caster of the stage continued his act, moving about the stage and recreating every moment of the encounter in a fluent detail, and with every word that left his mouth he could tell his master was quickly getting into the show. It brought a smile to his face and a wave of nostalgia as he looked upon the look of admiration and awe from his master as she watches his simple but still great show.
“And as I was about to take down the competition, my target was somehow able to summon her servant, and an Archer no less,” Caster finished, as he stopped his little play, much to his master hidden disappointment.
“Hmmm,” the young master could only sit and mull over the information that was given to her. So either the enemy master was a weak mage or someone with the talent of mage craft but knew nothing about the secret world of the magus. Either one of this possibilities left her with a little more hope when it came to this new foe… though there might be another option when it came to dealing with this new piece on the board.
Yes, YES! That’s it! From Caster’s information the servant, this new master summoned was pretty strong from just her aura alone! This opened up an even brighter future for her!
“This is great~!” the master of Caster sang, as she jumped from her seat. “With this information, we either have a wet behind the ears master.”
“*chuckle* ears,” Caster let out a chuckle as he heard the mention of ears.
“Or even someone who doesn't know what they're doing, which means if we play our cards right, we’ll get a pawn in this war that can take us to the top!” the teen all but sang as she even twirled in place.
“Yeah *heh* a new pet that would help you win this war,” Caster snickered. “Yes, I can see her fitting the role quite well especially with those cute ears,”
Stopping from her little victory dance, the master of Caster gave her servant a curious look. “Ok that’s the second time you laughed about her ears, why is that?”
“Heh well you see Master when the enemy master was in the middle of gaining her servant, I couldn’t help but notice for just a split second that she had horse-like ears sprouting from the top of her head,” Caster explained ignoring the shocked look from his master. “Though now that I think about it, it’s kind of odd that someone that would share traits of a horse would wear leather.”
“.....no,” whispered the young master, Catching her servant by surprise.
“Pardon me?” asked the servant of magic.
“D-did the master have red hair, with streaks of golden blond hair mixed in?” asked Caster’s master. A look of horror slowly forming upon her face.
Blinking in surprise the servant of the spell gave his master a grin. “Why yes my master that is completely right! How did you know? Do you know this master by chance?”
Oh, she knew all right, and if Sunset Shimmer was in the war then she more than likely might have lost this war! Why did the grail choose her! Even if Sunset didn’t know anything of the holy grail, or even the secret life of the magus of this world, it wouldn’t take someone like Sunset who wielded very potent magic that this young master had never seen before, to piece things together and start planning on not only surviving but winning!
“No!” screamed the teen, causing her servant to look at her in confusion. “ I will not lose this war! Especially to Sunset Shimmer of all people!”
“So… what will be our plans with dealing with her?” asked Caster, grinning at the display of emotion being showcased to him. Whoever this Sunset Shimmer was, it was able to lite a fire within his master’s soul.
“Oh trust me Caster, whatever plan I come up with, it will be sure to get us far into this war,” stated the teen.
Grinning at his master’s confidence, Caster pointed out. “You seem confident,”
“*heh* of course I am! This plan will work, or my name isn’t Trixie!” declared Trixie as she let out a laugh. You better watch out Sunset you whatever plans she might have, it can’t be any better than what you're going through right now at the moment.
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“Anything would be better than this!” yelled out a frustrated Archer as she carried her slightly taller and still unconscious master in a piggyback position. This was all the more annoying with the fact she was walking through a bloody BLIZZARD!
“*sigh* what I wouldn't give to be a Rider right now,” muttered the servant of the bow… well gun in her case. Just imagining being able to drive through all this snow on one of her faithful horses. Heck, right now she would just be happy finding something that could shield them from the snow!
Shaking her head from such fantasy, the short servant continued her track through the snow. Determined to find not only shelter but a base of operation to plan her assured victory over this war.
A grin that was both beautiful and deranged slowly formed on her face, and a low chuckle escaped from her lips as memories of her past life, and all those victories started to pop up in her mind. This even helped her ignore the freezing snow, as she walked through the street with more vigor in her step.
And heck if the cold was still bothering her, she could always find another mountain to burn, and if she was lucky, then some stupid monks will be on that one as well.
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Well, it seems not only is Sunset already have someone who has plans for her in this war, but it also seems her servant might be a little unhinged as well…. Well, no one said surviving a war was easy, let alone winning one.
Let’s all just hope she survives long enough to figure out a way to even figure out what was even going on.
New threats are at the works to deal with our hero.
“No!” screamed the teen, causing her servant to look at her in confusion. “ I will not lose this war! Especially to Sunset Shimmer of all people!”
“So… what will be our plans with dealing with her?” asked Caster, grinning at the display of emotion being cast to him. Whoever this Sunset Shimmer was, it was able to lite a fire within his master’s soul.
“Oh trust me Caster, whatever plan I come up with, it will be sure to get us far into this war,” stated the teen.
And it seems she might have ended up with an unstable Servant.
A grin that was both beautiful and deranged slowly formed on her face, and a low chuckle escaped from her lips as memories of her past life, and all those victories started to pop up in her mind. This even helped her ignore the freezing snow, as she walked through the street with more vigor in her step.
And heck if the cold was still bothering her, she could always find another mountain to burn, and if she was lucky, then some stupid monks will be on that one as well.
Let’s hope that our hero can work through this challenges… less she faces an early grave.
That’s all Sunset could feel right now, not just from her back from where she slammed into the wall, not from her hand where that stupid mark was that felt like it was burning a hole in her hand last night. No the pain she was feeling was all over her body as if someone poked every inch of her with a hot iron.
This pain was felt by her even in her sleep, which only added to the stress she was going through right now in her dreams.
Images flashed through her mind as she saw burning villages, dead warriors wearing Samurai armor who had bullet holes lettering their bodies, and finally, a mountain that was engulfed in flames with people on it screaming for mercy… mercy that they never got.
All these images flashed before her in a first-person view, as if she was there herself! The terror she felt would have broken a weaker person, but Sunset held strong because even though she felt horrible for what she was seeing, she felt an even worst fear from another feeling creeping into her, that was both foreign, and familiar to her.
Pride.
As soon as she registered that feeling the fear in her became too overwhelming and her vision went white.
~~~~~~~~~~~(unknown location.)~~~~~~~~~~~
Waking up with an ear-splitting scream Sunset jolted upward into a sitting position. Breathing deeply the young teen took in her surrounding, a habit she picked up after she started living in the streets after getting kicked out of her apartment once Anon-A-Miss’s shinanigans affected her landlord’s kids back at school. Due to Sunset being the one everyone blamed, she was short one home and even lost her job when her boss’s kid’s secrets were spilled the next day after losing her apartment…
After shaking her head from those memories, Sunset went back to looking around, and taking note she was in what looked like a library, well if the rows of shelves filled with books where any hint anyway. Heck, she was even sleeping on some books that were being used as a makeshift bed… god did that bring back memories of her first few nights living in the human world.
Getting up from her “bed” and walking around just to confirm that yes, she was in a library, but not in any that she’s been in. For one the decor was more dated, almost as if she just sent thirty years in the past kind of dated. She also took notice of the strange feeling in the air, a tingling sensation she’d had only felt in this world when magic was involved. She was planning on investigating more before a voice rang out from behind her.
“Oi~! It’s good to see my lazy master is now wide awake,” a voice filled with mirth cheered from behind her. Causing her to nearly jump from her skin.
Whipping around Sunset saw the same girl from last night who chased that old man away, her ruby red eyes filled with mirth, and a smirk that looked like it belonged on her face twenty-four-seven.
“Hehehe~! It’s good to see you awake master~!” the shorter girl laughed out. “I was worried you would be out for most of the war!”
Blinkin in confusion, our protagonist, could only respond with only the most elegant way possible. “Uhhhh…”
“Though before we do anything, I think we should deal with your… clothing problem,” the red-eyed girl said with her smirk getting even broader as her eyes trailed down, prompting Sunset to do the same, and quickly gain a burning blush from doing so.
For you see, to make sure her master didn’t get ill from wearing wet clothes Archer had to… strip her down to her undergarments. Leaving Sunset out in only her bra and panties, a view that quite a few backs in school would kill for.
The sun themed girl shrieked as she wrapped her arms around herself to keep some form of decency.
“Umu! You might want to put this on,” the dark-haired girl said as she handed Sunset blanket, witch the teen quickly snatch from her and wrapped herself in. “*snort* you look like a caterpillar hehehe~!”
Glaring at the laughing girl Sunset demanded. “W-who the heck are you? Why are we in a library? And why am I naked!?”
Letting out a few chuckles the cape-wearing answered Sunset. “Well, the easiest one to answer would be your lack of clothing, and the reason you're out in you delicates is that I had to remove them before you caught your death in the cold.”
Seeing the logic and feeling a bit grateful that she didn’t wake up with ammonia. “Thanks… but where are my clothes? There all I have.”
“There in the dryer,” the red-eyed girl answered. “We’re lucky that this place has a built-in apartment, and it’s own generator.”
“And this place would be?” Sunset asked with a raised brow. This wasn’t a library she’s been in, and she spent all day yesterday looking through all of the biggest libraries in the city… god, she hoped that was yesterday, and she wasn’t out for too long.
“Oh, this place is called the Golden Oaks Library,” the dark-haired girl said with a shrug. “Yeah, apparently this place was the first library built in this city back when it was just a small town,”
“And why are we here, and why does this place look like it hasn’t been used in quite a while?” the sun-themed girl asked while taking note of the thick layer of dust covering most of the place.
“Oh well that’s because it’s abandoned, the only reason it was never torn down was that of its historical background,” the dark-haired girl said with a shrug. Pulling up a seat knowing that this might take a while. “And before you ask how I know all this, I found out the same way I found out about this in the first place.”
~~~~~~(flashback: a few hours ago. location: some random street in the slums.)~~~~~~
“*grumble* damn snow, I might just waste my wish to have snow never be a thing,” muttered Archer as she carried her unconscious master through the deep snow. As you can figure she was having a bad time.
“You so owe me for this…” she mumbled towards her master as she glanced over her shoulder to see that the sun-themed girl was getting paler and frost was starting to appear on her. She NEEDED to find somewhere warm quick, or she is without a master and any hope of winning this war.
“This is an outrage!” screamed a voice from across the street causing her to turn her attention towards some hobo sitting against an old abandoned store, most of his appearance being covered by a brown jacket and gray hoodie and scarf. The only thing that stands out was that fact that he wore a yellow glove and one tanned one, and he had one of those fake reindeer antlers that people would sometimes wear during Christmas, though one of the horns were broken off halfway witch just made him look ridiculous.
“I can’t believe they put a fence up at the Golden Oaks Library!” ranted the hobo, who was more than likely drunk if his slurred words were any indication. “How’s a homeless person going to get a nice warm sleep from the cold now? It’s not like it was being used, the damn things abandoned! Nothing but dust and books in there!”
Ok. this was a lucky break, and while some people might have questioned the convenience of the situation, but Archer was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially during the times in her past life when one of her more crazy planes worked.
Liking what she was hearing the servant yelled out. “Oiiii~! Old Man, could you tell me where this Library is?”
Letting out a few grumbles about not being old the homeless man pointed down the street. “Just keep going that away and make a left when you reach the stop sign, and just keep going, and you’ll be there in no time.”
“Thanks, When I win this wore I’ll include you in my victory speech!” the red-eyed girl said with a grin as she made her way down the street.
As the homeless man watched the strange girl and passed out comrade make their way down the street, he let out a small chuckle as he fished out a silver flask. Opening it up and taking a swig, the homeless man let out a sigh before sporting a grin that showed off unusually long fang.
~~~~~~~~~~~(flashback end)~~~~~~~~~~~
“And that’s about it,” Archer said with a shrug. Leaving the room in uncomfortable silence, leaving her master to digest the information.
After taking a second to think things over Sunset let out a sigh and looked at the red-eyed girl who was calling herself Archer.
“Ok “Archer,” finale question,” the teen started. “What's this about a war?”
Letting out a sigh the archer class servant closed her eyes. “ I was afraid you would ask me this… but I guess I have to answer it, but not now.”
“What? Why!?” Sunset snapped. If this war was the reason, she was almost killed and roped in with this strange girl she wanted to know dammit!
“Because… you need a bath,” Archer said in a flat tone while pinching her nose. “You reek!”
Sputtering from the sudden insult and sporting an embarrassing blush for the sole fact that it was true. When one lives on the streets, baths become something of a rarity.
“F-fine! But I want answers when I’m done!” scream the blushing teen as the laughter of her servant could be heard throughout the building.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~(unknown location.)~~~~~~~~~~~~
The scene is now located in a dark room filled with small candles that held green flames.
In the center of the room was a figure that was bearly illuminated by the light, the only real thing that could be made out was that the character was female and that she had teal colored hair.
“Report!” snapped the figure without turning her head to the person she was addressing in the dark.
From the darkness, a deep voice echoed out. “The scouts have reported that they sensed a magical presence similar to a servant has just appeared a few hours ago.”
Humming over this news, the figure asked. “And?”
“I have already sent out the scouting teams in search of more information, they should be back within the hour,”
“Hmhmhm~! Good~!” the figure purred out as she looked towards the direction of the voice. “You’ve done good work… Berserker.”
Letting out a small hum the now named Berserker replied. “Anything to win this war, my master.
The first TRUE meeting of master and servant has finally happened.
“Hehehe~! It’s good to see you awake master~!” the shorter girl laughed out. “I was worried you would be out for most of the war!”
Blinking in confusion, our protagonist, could only respond with only the most elegant way possible. “Uhhhh…”
Though more foes dwell in the shadows.
In the center of the room was a figure that was bearly illuminated by the light, the only real thing that could be made out was that this character is female and that she has teal colored hair.
“Report!” snapped the figure without turning her head to the person she was addressing in the dark.
From the darkness, a deep voice echoed out. “The scouts have reported that they sensed a magical presence similar to a servant has just appeared a few hours ago.”
Humming over this news, the figure asked. “And?”
“I have already sent out the scouting teams in search of more information, they should be back within the hour,”
“Hmhmhm~! Good~!” the figure purred out as she looked towards the direction of the voice. “You’ve done good work… Berserker.”
Letting out a small hum the now named Berserker replied. “Anything to win this war, my master.
These words were muttered by a young adult woman as she made her way through the thick snow. This young woman was built modestly in both body and personality. Long gray hair with a few bangs covering one of her eyes with the visible one being a beautiful amethyst purple, a sweater that concealed. Her pale skin, and to keep warm in this cold weather, and a long skirt that went down to her feet which wore plain brown shoes with no brand name on them and look to be hammy downs.
Yes, everything about this woman could be described as… boring, At the very least that is. This young lady also goes by the name Marble, Marble Pie.
‘I also need to contact Maud later,’ she thought as thoughts of her older sister’s blank expression popped into her head, making the woman let out a sigh of frustration. While she was the first to admit to not being very social, but her older sister lacked any social skill whatsoever, and her other older sister, the 2nd eldest of the sisters Limestone Pie would rather scare anyone brave (or stupid) enough to get close to her.
“And then there's Pinkie Pie…,” the child of the Pie family sighed out as thoughts of her fraternal twin popped into her head. She loved her sister and was happy that she was more outgoing the rest of the family, but Marble had to wonder if something happened during their mother’s pregnancy to cause her “elder” sister to be so different from the rest of the family, maybe something related to the family’s craft?
These thoughts plagued Marble as she made her way to the apartment she rented out while she was in the city during her business, a cheap and affordable place that was in the more rundown parts of the city. Much to her recently acquired roommate…
‘And speaking of which…’ the Pie sister thought as she opens the door to her apartment. Walking in the very modest and plain living area Marble took her shoes off at the entrance young adult looked around in surprise. As if she was surprised that it was still standing.
“Ooooiiii~!” a shrill voice yelled next to her nearly causing the youngest pie sister to neatly jump out of her skin and to spin to the side to see the source of the voice.
Standing in the hallway leading to the bedroom and bearing a frown that made her more cute than intimidating. mid-back length pink hair tied with purple ribbons and light blue eyes, She had a slender figure and was clad in a cyber-goth-loli dress with white detached sleeves, with a circular skirt and several belts on the top connected to her collar that covers her chest, and wore knee-high shoes with two sharp spikes. She also sported long pink claws instead of fingers. Her most prominent features are of the wicked devil horns (actually dragon horns as she liked to remind Marble), and the protruding fangs of a little devil (again she wanted to point out they were dragon fangs), along with a long draconic tail and pink scales scattered throughout her body.
“Oi~! Didn’t you hear me?” the pink haired girl asked in an annoyed tone. “Are you going to answer me or just stand there like the confused puppy that you are?”
“Sigh…, sorry Lancer I’ve just been overthinking things lately,” Marble Mumbled as she played with her hair, while also trying to not make eye contact with the servant, much to said servant's annoyance.
The lancer class servant quietly walked towards Marble Pie grabbed her face and forced her to stare into the heroic spirit’s eyes.
The young women blushed as she was forced to look in into the eyes of her servant and was slowly losing herself in her blue eyes. Though the moment was ruined when her servant pinched her cheeks and started to pull them, causing Marble to let out a pitiful cry as she waved her arms around while tears began to build up in the corner of her eyes.
“What did I tell you puppy?” the servant of the lance asked with an annoyed glare as she pulled harder. “I told you to never show fear and to stare into someone’s eyes when talking.”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” shouted the youngest Pie sister as she tried not to cry from the pain. “Now please let me go~!”
This went on for a minute or two before Lancer let out a huff and let go of her poor master’s cheeks witch where now redden from the abuse they just suffered.
Walking towards the couch, the servant took a seat (somehow perfectly fine even with a tail much to Marble’s confusion.) and crossed her arms as she gave her master a stern look.
“Fine but we NEED to discuss what we are going to do,” Lancer said with a tone befitting a noble. “I know you felt the surge of mana that I’m sure the other masters and servants have felt.
Getting up, the servant looked out the window and glared. “It’s clear as day that this is a sign that the last Servant has been summoned, which means you need to get your head in the game.”
Rubbing her cheeks, the master of lancer said. “I know that Lancer, I’m just worried that my sisters are living in the very town the wars going to be in, and while Maud should be ok my other sister, Pinkie Pie might end up caught up in this.”
“*scoff* then we simply need to finish sooner and win this war,” the servant of the lance said dismissively as she waved off her master’s concern much to said master’s annoyance. “But more importantly!”
Lancer then twirl around and pointed her clawed finger at Marble, causing the poor girl to let out an ‘epp’. “I’m going to follow you around town now and also stop calling me lancer! My name is Elizabeth! Or even Eli-chan~! Magic idol that melts the hearts of millions~!”
Marble could only nod at her Servants sudden mood swing and let out a quit “Mmhmm.”
Elisabeth let out a sigh from hearing that simple reply. “We really need to work on your shyness, how else are you going to make as my backup singer when I make it big?”
Marble could only sweatdrop from how self absorb her servant was and was starting to wonder how her sanity was going to survive let alone herself in this war.
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New opponents, another battle waiting in the future.
Even if they seem… unorthodox. They are still an obstacle, and obstacles need to be taken care of. Let’s see if Sunset can face these foes when the time comes.
We were introduced to one of the Masters of the Grail War along with their Servant, Lancer.
And while their relationship was unique for Master and servant they nonetheless still pose a threat to Sunset and her Servant in the war of the Holy Grail.
Let’s hope our young hero has what it takes to survive as she gets to know her Servant in the next chapter of.
We find ourselves back in Golden Oaks Library the next morning, with our two heroes sitting across from each other like last time, the difference now was that the human of the two had taken a bath and was well fed, and was also currently wearing some pajamas that were provided to her by her Servant. Something she still wasn’t used to and probably wouldn't get used to it anytime soon.
“Glad to see you nice and clean and not looking like you would keel over from hunger,” the servant of the bow (or gun in this case) said as she took a bite from a glazed donut that she “found” along with the Pajamas and the rest of the food they where still eating.
Sunset knew very well what her servant (still not used to saying that) meant by finding this stuff. While the thought of theft didn’t sit well with her, she was too hungry and desperate to put too much of a fuss and just ate her own donut. Sunset tried to ignore the part of her that wanted to cry tears of joy for getting something to eat after a few days of barely getting by with a few apples, that she… “acquired” from a fruit stand.
“Well I didn’t have much of a choice,” Sunset muttered while taking a bite of her donut. “Showers and food are not that common while living in the streets.”
“Don’t remind me,” Archer sighed. “To think I would have a hobo as a master.”
A tick mark appeared on Sunset’s head as she glared at the crimson eyed girl. “Just going to ignore that.”
“And the worst part is that you don’t know what’s going on,” Archer said as she shook her head in disappointment.
“That reminds me, you said you’d tell me who the heck you are, and what the heck is going on,” Sunset said as she mentally counted down from ten, her short temper was about to rear its ugly head, and she didn’t want to lash out at the person who saved her.
“I did didn’t I?” the heroic spirit said as she picked up another donut and starting looking at it if was a fine Piece of Jewelry. “Sorry, taking care of you must have caused it to slip my mind.”
‘This little,’ Sunset thought as her blood pressure was starting to rise. It seems like this BRAT was going to hang the fact that she didn’t know what was going on over her head!
“BUT!” Archer cheered out. “Now that you reminded me, I believe we should start the explanation.”
And with those words, the servant of bow leaned towards her master to the point Sunset could see the small glints of glee shining in her servant’s eyes.
“Tell me, master, what do you know of the Holy Grail?”
Blinking in surprise at such an odd question the sun-themed teen answered. “Not much, all I know is it’s supposed to be a cup touched by the blood of Christ, and at one point my class read up on one of King Arthur's knights going on a quest to find it.”
“Hmmm,” Archer hummed as she rubbed her chin. “Your not wrong, but also not right either, the Holy Grail I’m asking about, while based off of the holy relic is in a completely different category.”
“Then why asked me if it’s not the same cup?” Sunset asked with a raised brow. She had to admit the part of her that loved to discover new things was interested in how this Grail was different.
“To see if you at least knew that much,” Archer said with a shrug. “But sadly it seems I’m truly stuck with a hopeless case.”
‘She saved your life Sunset,’ Sunset thought as she kept herself from reaching over and smashing the little brats face into the table. “Can you please just tell me what's so special about this Grail and why someone wanted to kill me for it?”
“Fine fine,” Archer with a shrug and a smile. “ you see the Grail I’m talking about is not the one that received the blood of the Christ, but the prototype of an even more ancient "omnipotent container.” it is a Wish granting device that gathers the Mana of fallen Heroic Spirits, ones like me.
“Heroic Spirits,” Sunset Muttered, trying to wrap her mind around the fact that something that could grant wishes existed. Even in her former home, a world of magic, with a goddess like being that could raise the sun every day like it was nothing, the thought of a relic that could grant a wish was thought of being just a fairy tale. This world that barely had any magic seem to have a miracle like a device in their possession!
“Heroic Spirits are beings of a higher existence,” Archer continued speaking, ether not noticing her master’s mood or just not caring. “We are the spirits of great people, be they real or from myth, and are summoned to fight in the Grail War at our chance to gain a wish from the Holy Grail.”
“Then why are you calling me master,” Sunset asked. “If you are some great person in history why do you need me?”
Letting out a tired sigh the hero of the bow gave her master a flat look. “Us heroic spirits can’t last long without a human master acting like an anchor to tie us to the human realm.”
Getting up the servant walked around to stand next to her master. “The world sees us as an anomaly and tries to get rid of us, but with a master to work with, we can stay here until one of use wins the Holy Grail. It is how Magi are able to get us to work for them for the most part, that and those little markings on your hand are called Command seals, and they allow you to command a servant to do ANYTHING you want.”
Before Sunset could ask anything, her servant pointed at her while leveling a dangerous glare that made Sunset feel like she was being burned alive.
“Don’t think because you are needed to stay in this realm and having those little tattoos will save you from an angered Servant,” Archer said with a deadly edge to her voice. “You WILL regret it if you abuse what privileges you have.”
An audible gulp came from Sunset’s thought as she gave a meek nod to her servant. “G-got it…”
“Good~!” Archer cheered with a cheerful smile as she stepped away from her master to give her some much-needed breathing room. “Glad to hear that master, Umu, I hope we can work together!”
‘Ya right!’ that thought screamed in her head as she already started making plans on ditching this crazy bitch the first chance she could. No way was she getting involved in a war with her and risking her life for a cup she doubted existed.
“Now we should start planning out how we're going to win this war!” Archer cheered as she started to move around the library. “We need maps to know where to set the best traps and best escape routes and dig up any info on our enemies, that posh guy we met last night looked like a wimp, so he’s more than likely a Caster, he was also wearing something you would see on an actor, so that narrows it down!”
As Sunset watched her servant move around and started to plan out strategies, the sun-themed teen had a question gnawing at her that forced her to interrupt Archer's work.
“Ummm, Archer?” Sunset said in a slightly meek voice, catching her servant’s attention as the servant of the bow turned towards with a raised brow. “If all heroic spirits are those of legend, real or not, then who would you be?”
The room went silent after Sunset had asked that question and she feared that she might have just signed her own death warrant with that blank stare that Archer was giving her.
Fortunately, it seemed she didn’t offend her servant as said servant’s blank face broke out into an almost childlike glee.
“Umu! I’m glad you asked!” Archer cheered as she jumped up onto the table and pointed down to her master. “Rejoice! For you have gained the best servant out there!”
And much to Sunset’s shock her servant started to pose as if she was getting ready to make some propaganda posters for a war… which was kind of fitting with the situation they were in.
“For you see I am the great uniter! The one who set fire to the sacred mountain, and cast away the old traditions of my people to bring a greater future!” Archer said with full enthusiasm that was even drawing in Sunset with how charismatic she was. “There are none before me and will be none after me. I am the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Oda Nobunaga!"
And with that, she finished her grand speech with a dramatic cape flourish as she held out her arms as if to bathe in any applause, but as the seconds went by and no cheering was heard the servant of the bow looked down to her master to see the sun-themed teen giving her a wired look.
“BULL!” Sunset snapped. “Oda Nobunaga was an old dude when he died! Your just a little girl!”
“Oi!” shouted Nobunaga, her eye twitching as she gave Sunset a crooked smile. “Do you want to die?”
Mid-morning day for the city of Canterlot city was a busy time around this time of year. With Christmas nearing close and the snow falling, even more, the streets were lined with people out shopping and working to get the roads cleared up for the shoppers to do their shopping.
And in the middle of all this bustling activity was Sunset who was trying to avoid the crowd as she made her way towards the one place she dreaded most of all…
School.
“This is pathetic,” Sunset muttered as she tightened her new jacked closer to herself. Happy to have something warmer than her old leather jacket. Even if it was gained in a less than legal way.
But her servant’s sticky fingers aside, she was happy to have a pair of flannel lined jeans to keep her legs warm and a pair of snow boots to allow her to travel easier, a new leather jacket with fur lining and a red scarf to finish it all off.
“You look upset,” her servant sang as she walked by Sunset with a coy smile. Unlike the clueless master the servant of the bow barely changed her look, only switching out her mantle for a black jacket and a red scarf, she even still had her hat on!
“I think anyone would be in my situation,” muttered the sun themed girl as she marched her way through the town to get to the nearest bus stop to get school, hopefully, no one would be there and she could get to the portal with no trouble, and if that miracle happened she then could beg for Princess Twilight’s help to get her out of this mess.... Also to ask if she could stay in Equestria.
She was honestly sick of the human world.
Though it might be hard with her servant acting like a child!
“Come on~!” Archer cried as she was starting to gain a crowd with her whining. “We should be getting ready for tonight! If we don’t get the things that are needed we might not make it through the night with your inexperience.”
“Inexperience?” one adult asked while muttering to another person while other civilians started wondering out loud what the two girls were talking about.
Blushing in embarrassment, Sunset grabbed her servant’s hand and rushed towards the bus stop while ignoring the muttering she heard.
“Can you stop whining!” Hissed out the teen as she sent a glare towards Nobunaga, who simply smiled towards her angered master. “I want to get this all over with!”
“And I told you, master that’s not happening,” the former uniter of Japan said with a grin. “I don’t know what you have planned but you can’t get out of the Grail War easily.”
“You say that,” Sunset mocked a little as a steely look appeared in her eyes. “But you don’t know what I can do when I’m determined enough.”
‘When you're not being a coward that is,’ a voice echoed inside her head causing her to nearly gasping out as she looked around for the voice. This caused Archer to look at her master, who was slightly curious as they walked down towards the bus stop.
“Who said that?” Sunset muttered as she kept looking around. ‘And what did they mean about being a coward?’
‘It means exactly what I said’ the voice said in a mocking laugh that felt like drums were going off in her head, causing her to nearly trip over herself, lucky Archer was able to grab her and start to lead the young teen the rest of the way.
Taking a few shallow breaths, Sunset thought. ‘Are you… inside my head? Is this a Servant’s doing?’
‘If only if you were that fortunate,’ the voice giggled as it started to fade from her mind. ‘But sadly, it’s your fault that you're dealing with me.’
‘What does that mean?’ Sunset thought as she only heard the fading laughter mocking her as it left her mind. “What does that mean, dammit!”
“Master,” Archer’s voice rang out, snapping Sunset out of her anger-induced rant. “As fun as it is to watch your little freakout, I’d rather not deal with an insane hobo for a master.”
Shaking her head, the young teen glared at Nobunaga as they made it to the bus stop. “I’m not a hobo!”
“But not going to deny the insane part?” Archer said with a smirk that caused Sunset to grumble as they waited for the bus.
“Honestly at this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was,” Sunset muttered as the bus came to a stop in front of them. Getting on the two girls found a seat and waited for the small ride.
“So master,” Archer began but was stopped by Sunset who let out a sigh.
“Just call me Sunset,” the teen muttered as she hoped no one else on the bus was listening in. “at least when we’re in public.”
Smiling at her, Archer continued. “Very well Sunset, anyways I was wondering what you’re going to do when this little plan of yours fails and you have to fight?”
Letting out a huff of air, Sunset closed her eyes and said, “There’ll be no fighting because I’m not going to stay in this war.”
“And you think it’s that easy?” Archer asked with a raised brow. “Fate always finds a way to get what it wants.”
This silenced Sunset as she thought back to all the times she tried to change her fate. Trying to become a princess through hard work only to find out she was not fated for it, because she lacked the ability to make friends, or trying to become on by stealing power that wasn’t hers.
‘And even trying to turn a new leaf has done nothing,’ Sunset thought as her attempts to make up for what she did resulted in someone easily taking away all she worked for and for her friends to leave her.
‘She’s doing it again,’ Nobunaga thought as she looked towards her master as an almost visible aura of depression hovered around her. The servant of the bow saw her like this while she slept. Crying and begging in her sleep. Wanting to be forgiven for something she must have done. What that thing was Archer didn’t know but she was sure to find out if it kept her master from winning the war.
‘And if need be, I could always get rid of the problem,’ Archer thought as she went back to how she would deal with problems back in her past life. If the soldier in her command was too valuable to lose, Nobunaga would “take care” of whatever was ailing them.
As the Archer class servant, who was planning on keeping her master in top fighting condition, said master’s attention was being drawn towards an elderly man in a brown coat and two mismatched winter gloves grumbling as he read the newspaper.
The old man frowned which exposed a long caning that stuck out of his mouth and sighed as he placed aside the newspaper to the side near Sunset and muttered while ruffling his white hair with a black streak. “What is happening to this town?”
Curiosity took hold as Sunset grabbed the newspaper and went through the article. Flipping through the pages (while ignoring the sad pang in her chest at the memories of looking through the funnies with Pinkie.) and wondered what was such bad news. She was almost about to put it down in frustration until one headline stopped her in her tracks.
Reading as if possessed by an unearthly vigor, Sunset would re-read the same article over and over, each time her eyes would grow wider as her hands would tighten to nearly ripping the news covered paper in pure panic.
“Hm?” Nobunaga hummed out as she saw her master’s behavior. “Are you ok? Did you lose the lottery?”
But Archer’s joking did not reach her master as the girl shot up and pulled the cable to have the bus park near the neighborhood where Canterlot High was located.
“Miss you do know the next stop is passed here right?” the annoyed bus driver drawled out. But his annoyance didn’t matter as Sunset rushed out of the bus with a confused Nobunaga following behind her.
Letting out an annoyed sigh, the bus driver let the two ladies leave as he started up the bus and continued on his regular course.
All the while the same old man smiled as he picked up his crumpled newspaper and straightened it up as he started to read the funnies with a small jolly hum.
All the while, the headlines that got Sunset so worked up were displayed for all to see.
Murder near Canterlot high!!!
Mutilated corpse found near the apartment of the victim, is this the second coming of Jack the Ripper?
