One Down
*HEAVY BREATHING SOUNDS*
Hiding inside a rundown bar called the Ragged Flagon, deep within the sewer system of the great city of Altissia, is a heavily injured and disheveled man that shook with the subtle shakes that come with being hunted like prey.
'.....oh no, what if HE finds me again?.....what will he do? why can't I leave this multiverse until the end of the grail war? Why did I have to be chosen for this? My beautiful art venue was blown up, and my wonderful wife abandoned me until after the war, or I returned to Altissia after my death....'
Thinking to this point, he wondered how such a passionate and full of cheer woman (Seraph) could also be so heartless to her own husband, only an "I love you" and "Good Luck" before abandonment.
Stan Hope continued to lament his current situation while nursing a small pint of ale purchased from this rinky-dink inn filled with shady people.
He had bandages scattered around his body and a worn cloak functioning as a makeshift disguise so no one could recognize him.....' no need to give that maniac help in showing what "true art" is...'.
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Three days ago, when Stan Hope summoned his hero Daidara to this city, everything went off without a hitch.....but things quickly took a turn for the worse. The blonde-headed young man was excited to fight in a war and gain a wish at the end, even if he had to carry a "weak-willed spinless sap with no true understanding of the fine arts", as he referred to Stan.
However, true to the title of "Berserker", once Daidara heard the artist (Stan) say that explosions were not a form of art under his breath, he saw red...it took everything possible for Stan to run away. The attacker knew that causing large damage to the city was not allowed in God's City, so he settled for seeking out this little rat (Stan) and disposing of his disrespectful self.....to h#LL with this war and the wish.
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While sitting at a broken table in the Ragged Flagon, caressing his left hand which showed three markings that are now completely faded-a display of how relentless his attacker was-Stan heard someone yelling from the other side of the cistern as the entryway door was kicked open...
"Oi!!!! You piece of Filth, I'LL BLAST YOU TO hE/L FOR MAKING ME CHACE YOU THROUGH SH]T!!!" screamed a young man with long blonde hair sporting a long black cloak with red clouds on it...
Everyone present heard about how over the past few days, this blonde-headed weirdo was screaming about disrespect and art while causing explosions to happen everywhere.....but Raven Oscars did nothing, so they knew that his actions were facilitated.
Although they didn't know why everyone knew to stay far away from him....so like the criminals they were, they disappeared from the location as fast as possible leaving only a shaking Stan Hope to be stared down by a troubled youth.
"You will now know the truth little rat.....EXPLOSION IS AR---" Daidara was letting clay spill from his mouth while rebuking the shaking Stan, but he was interrupted just as he was about to demolish this entire room.
The interruption came from a White Zetsu that appeared, hanging down from the roof...."just as I would expect from you Daidara-chan, puking stuff out of your mouth and being plain creepy....just like Orochimaru-san..."
The screaming Daidara was surprised for an instant when he saw an old ally and acquaintance before his angry face twisted up again...
"Zetsu! You spiked aloe vera B@stard!!.....whatcha doing here? You summoned by the gods to?....why would they want a plant?..."
Although the words stung Zetsu a little, the monster still smiled timidly and then replied..."yes, yes Daidara-chan! I was summoned as The Caster....my summoner had me monitoring you for a while now and wanted to offer an alliance. The Caster and Berserker together can surely win the grail...then you can wish for everyone to respect your art right?..."
"EEHH!!!??...YESSS!!!!..." after only a second of retrospection, Daidara turned to Stan.
"Stand up little Rat, there has been a change of plans.....we will win this and then you will respect my art!..."
The shaking Stan could only fall to his knees while weeping..."thank you, sir Berserker, I am in your care..."
Daidara simply nodded with an "it is as it should be" expression while the watching Zetsu inwardly sighed at having to work with such an unreliable person again.
"All right, you don't have to be so excited Daidara-chan, come.....my summoner wants to meet and formulate a plan..."