The Summoning IV
General POV
"I truly never expected this outcome, the grail truly has gone insane, hehehehehe..." Kirei giggled to himself in his own demented way, staring at his command seal, harboring a pair of wings, spread like a devil's embrace but also strangely for the good of the world, whatever that may mean. Kirei finally stopped his lonely mad charade and went quiet for a second.
"8 o'clock, a good time for a summoning," Kirei looked up towards a clock by the wall, showing precisely at 07:55, enough time to prepare the summoning circle and read the correct incantations for the process. Kirei took out a short stick of chalk and with commendable speed, perfectly traced and drawn the complete and perfect summoning circle on the church floor.
If anyone from the Vatican would to see what's happening, Kirei would immediately be crowned heretic for a number of reasons, two of which involves the church's representative's unauthorized servant summoning and the fact that Kirei is summoning said servant in a church, a holy ground reserved only for God and His subjects, not a servant meant to participate in a war of sins.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone.
The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――"
Unlike the other master's summoning full of vigor and energy, Kirei stays cold, calculated, piercing as the summoning circle shone a golden bright, influenced with a gradient of red on the lower angles. Wind flows around as the servant is soon identified as a very handsome man with tanned skin, slightly messy white hair and silver earrings.
Coincidentally and curiously, the servant has on him a Catholic cassock underneath and a red cape connected by a piece of rope beneath the clavicle with two additional parts of cloth from the front side, reaching down to the thigh where a pair of white crosses was sewn on it. "You have summoned I, servant ruler for this holy grail war. Are you my mas-"
"-ter," the servant almost unsuccessfully hid his surprise the moment his eyes landed on his master's face and new memories of the world was implanted onto his mind... 'this... is a new development...'
***
Somewhere, an unknown consciousness poured his anger and annoyance onto the sea of blood and despair from where it is in. "WHO!!! WHO IS INTERFERING IN THIS HOLY GRAIL WAR!!!" The temper tantrum this being consciousness is throwing might be a bit too much for some but completely reasonable for those with knowledge of the reason.
"But I suppose, I'll just make do with this," a shadow of gritted teeth is heard as the boundless scarlet ocean went still once again and the golden sky turned calm, after all, a grand scheme always comes with back-up plans, even for the unexpected.
***
In a dark, dilapidated basement, a beauty and a beast stood but this is not your favorite fairy tale starring an extremely beautiful Emma Watson, no. This is a perfect nightmare on several levels of severe disability. And the beast is taken in the form of a monster, rather than a gentleman behind wolf's clothing.
"Sakura, summon your servant, like your worthless uncle once did. And I'll make a deal like I once did with the useless man. Win this war, and I'll offer you your freedom," The monster looked at Sakura with one demonic smirk. He is in a shape of an short old man with fully black eyes and a head with creases and weird crinkles like an alien's, simply put, he's not an attractive person.
"Yes grandfather," the beauty, Matou Sakura answered to her grandfather, a silvery violet haired teenage girl with some well endowed racks which might look good but truly sad if you know the story behind it. Hearing the world freedom, Sakura's heart shook in hope, for the future, for her love, she must win the Holy Grail War and escape this tormenting household behind in dust.
With a chosen catalyst, an ancient mirror unearthed from some random Greek temple given by her grandfather and long time monster, Matou Zouken or Makiri Zolgen. Placing the mirror on the center of the summoning circle, Sakura clasps her hand together as she spoke the correct set of chants needed to complete the deed.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone.
The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――"
"You have summoned servant rider. May I ask of you, are you my master," It's more rhetoric than question as the bond established between servant and master is obvious at the moment after the summoning. A woman stepped out of the smoke, her eyes blindfolded and her hair concurrently the same shade as Sakura's. Strangely, Rider is wearing what could only be thought of as less revealing stripper clothing.
"Looks like you've succeeded, do not disappoint me, Sakura," and the grandfather dissolved into a puddle of bugs, disappearing from view shortly after, leaving the master and servant in temporary silence.