The Second Servant

General POV

"You said, soon another one? What does that mean," clearly, poor little Emiya Shirou is having trouble keeping up. Just last night, he'd been killed once, and almost twice which isn't good in any essence. He had a good rest, yes, but is instead pushed in this new direction, towards these two westerners who speaks Japanese better than him.

"You could say that we, our organization has discovered a way to bypass the Holy Grail's supposed maximum summoning options of one servant every one master. Each team is given a catalyst to be used for one more summoning and that's what you'll do with this cloth," the woman, Ariane was it? Right in front of Shirou took out a piece of red cloth out of no where and placed it on his dining table.

"No, we can't do that! Summoning 2 servants would drain Shirou's body of all his mana! Effectively killing him!" Saber called and Shirou remains clueless, what catalyst? "Don't worry, as we said, 'bypass'. He'll be fine, not a scratch, no one will be killing him any time soon," Shirou has truly lost it. "Can anyone explain to me! What is happening!"

"You're summoning another servant and Saber here is worried for your well being which is great, it means your master servant relationship has truly been consolidated," okay, Shirou might just be a bit happy hearing that, but that's not the point! "So, let's get to it, every other master will start having two servants."

And that is how Shirou was pushed into leading everyone to the storage shed where he had previously summoned Saber. "Hmm..." Shirou stopped when he heard Ariane hummed loudly as he turned his head to look at her. "What's the matter?" Shirou questioned as he followed Ariane's eyes to the sky, a bird currently flying overhead.

"Yes, that's the problem," PEW!!! 'What the hell?!' That was the thought that went through Shirou's head as an odd looking pistol suddenly appeared on Ariane's hand and a red laser later, the bird practically exploded into... blue sparks? "You might need to start watching out for familiars, Emiya. That bird was one of them," Shirou took that to mind.

"You couldn't sense the familiar, Saber?" Shirou asked curiously as he yearned to learn more of his now-partner. "No, We can detect familiars if the familiars are deployed by mages of this era. Mages like Caster however uses magic from the old ages and usually, no servants are capable of detecting them," another thing to take into mind, Caster.

"So, may I ask, what do you get exactly for winning your organizational... tournament?" Shirou had to make sure that they aren't aiming for something sinful. "We don't know. It could be range from a book to a weaponized head. It's really random," the man, Crynn Avter shrugged and Shirou couldn't make anything out of them.

They don't seem bad and speaking of which, where does the woman hide her magic device (Laser pistol)? "Here we are," Shirou opened the door to the shed as he doesn't really know what he's looking for. "This should be it, a summoning circle, just need the ritual incantations now," Ariane moved some boxes around to reveal a pattern of circles and symbols drawn from chalk.

'Why haven't I seen this before?' is all Shirou can think of. Saber grabbed a pencil and a blank piece of paper, scribbling down Japanese characters on it. "I assume you don't know the required incantations for this," Saber gave the paper with the correctly written words to Shirou as he nodded, quite a bit confused how he's going to do this.

"So, the rules of summoning in magecraft is simple. Chant, Channel, and Focus. Chant, do not miss a word. Any missed characters can result in failure. Channel, concentrate magical energy upon the summoning circle whilst keeping voice in the chant. Focus, summoning often includes the summoner denying all outside attention," Saber told Shirou as he took in a deep breath.

"So, I'll just do this?" Shirou asked towards Crynn and Ariane as the latter placed the red cloth upon the center of the circle. "Yeah, step into the circle and follow Saber's previous instructions. You flow your mana into the circle just a second before you speak the chants. Pretend it's only you in this room alone, don't let anything distract you," Ariane explained as she backed off.

Everyone except Shirou moved a few steps back, giving him the space. "Alright I can do this," 'for the good of the world, for innocent lives saved, I can do this.' Shirou began exercising the magic in his body, gathering the bulk of it in his finger tips connected to the chalked floor as a blue glow coursed through the first outlines of the circle.

"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 ―――"

The circle beneath shone red as Shirou's right hand forged a new command seal, one of eyes laced in vengeance, and horns akin to a demon from the underworld! The smoke spread as everything went silent before a clank was heard and a figure was seen through the transparency of air. Equipped fully with in ancient silver armor painted with streaks or red, this armor is essential with a horned helmet that strikes fear into the heart of their enemies.

'This armor! No! It can't be!' Saber's eyes light in worry as the newly summoned servant's helmet detached into multiple separate pieces, fusing with the chest plate below as a rather recognizable face came to existence. The servant also carried a huge sword, thrusting it into the concrete floor. "I am Mor-" Just after the figure opened her eyes to say in an excited tone, she was greeted by a rather familiar face, an astonished and shocked familiar face, a face she won't ever forget.

"FATHER!!!" And so, all hell broke loose.