The Summoning XVI

General POV

"I brought you here because you weren't officially my enemy yet. But now, you're a master, Emiya," Rin purposefully said in a harsh tone, not exactly liking it herself since she somewhat favors Shirou. "I have no intention of fighting you Tohsaka," Shirou said, totally ignoring the barrier of spikes Rin put in between them.

"I should've known. Why did I even bother to bring him here in the first place," Rin sighed and rubbed her temples in frustration, she has never been quite so annoyed so many times in only a day, and for the night, everything seems to be pinned on Shirou. "Are we going to fight master? You only need to give me the order to do so," Rin's servant, Archer appeared from some blue sparkled as he gave Shirou a daunting look.

"You don't have to tell me that," Rin gave a short glare at her servant. "Then, why not take action. Or... Are you going to take pity on the boy again," Archer gave a sneer towards Shirou, prompting him to think, 'What's the problem with this guy?' "Hmph, just as I thought, that IS the case," Archer folded his arms as he looked at Rin, suddenly embarrassed as she bit back, "O-Of course not!"

"Well... I do owe you Emiya. And I can't fight with a clear conscience until I repaid the debt," Rin grumbled with blushing cheeks, 'What's wrong with me?' "You're only making things more complex. In that case, call me when you need me and when you're done repaying the boy," and with that said, Archer disappeared into a cloud of glitter, fantastic.

"By debt, do you mean..." Shirou left at the end as Rin hummed. "Yes correct, you did stop Saber from you know, further attacking I and my servant. We could've been beaten then and there but you prevented it. So going easy on you is the least I could do," Rin awkwardly shifted around, not really wanting to have this conversation.

"You get hung up on the weirdest things, Tohsaka," Shirou glanced at Rin with an appreciative and thankful look. "I know that, but I have no choice. I despise being in someone's debt," Rin scratched her head, her back towards Shirou. "You really are a good person huh, Tohsaka?" Shirou smiled and complimented her while Rin's blush grew.

"Smooth talk won't get you anywhere you know, flatterer," Rin pronounced the last word in a whisper. "I know, but I don't want us to be enemies if I can help it. I like people like you," Shirou grinned as he said his praises without knowing it's effect. "What?!?!?!" Rin blushed as red as Shirou's hair but he doesn't seem to notice.

"A servant!" Saber said out loud as she assumed battle position in the opposite direction. "So, done chatting?" A childish voice entered their ears but what they are hearing isn't a cute, adorable intonation, but a cold, killing glazed voice that seemed to seep into their hearts. 'The large figure! the red eyes!' "Servant Berserker!" Rin said in a worried tone as the fog cleared on the end of the stony road.

A small girl stood wearing full winter attire for some odd reason and behind her, a towering figure of dark woody brown and a slight coat of bronze! But what makes the large figure, Berserker menacing is exactly the weapon on his grip, almost as tall as him, the weapon appeared to be some type of blade carved from some kind of rocky mineral!

"Good evening, big brother, this is the second time we've met. Hello Rin, my name is Ilya, Ilyasviel Von Einzbern," the small white haired girl gave a proper aristocratic curtsy as her name resulted in mixed feelings for Rin and Saber, Shirou obviously, still doesn't know pretty much anything. "Einzbern, know the name, don't you?"

"Einzbern," Rin carefully said, gathering the extensive information on the Einzberns inside her head and only one word can truly summarize everything, that is dangerous. Saber however had other thoughts, 'Ilyasviel Von Einzbern?! Iri's daughter?' Saber dragged her right foot wider, ready to jump right into the confrontation, not knowing what to make of the girl.

"Unbelievable! In terms of raw ability, he seems to outclass you by a bit, Saber," Rin's eyes glowed blue as she looked at Berserker, scanning for approximate data on the enemy. "Yes, Berserker might have the power to take on six servants himself," Archer's voice was heard by everyone as he stayed invisible somewhere.

"Yes, we will need much more than physical attacks to defeat Berserker. Archer, stick to your class' primal methods," Rin formalizes an outline in her head. "Then what about defense? You can do nothing if Berserker decided to have a go at you," Rin gritted her teeth as she gazed at Saber, still covered by the yellow raincoat.

"There's three of us in exception of Emiya, we'll be able to hold him off. The Berserker class terribly weakens the mind, Berserker surely won't be able to perform intelligent moves and Saber is only a fraction weaker than him," Saber nodded to that as Archer answered, "Very well," and leapt away, searching for the nearest vantage point.

"Emiya, you have two choices, stay or run. It's best to for you to run. Not even I will have a living chance in being charged by Berserker," the point is clear, if an expert can't handle the enemy, then an amateur would have 0 chance. "Second time I've asked, done talking? If you're done, it's time for me to make my move," Ilyasviel taunted as she flashed a devilish smirk, confusing Saber even more, 'How did Iri's daughter change so much?'

"Then, time to kill the both of you, get them, Berserker," Ilya sang as her servant's muscles grew bigger, coursing through it, an overload of red energy! ROAR!!! Berserker alerted the entire cemetery as his feet crushed the stone beneath, jumping tot he air in a big plunging stride, aiming for his targets in question.

Tohsaka Rin and Emiya Shirou!