Chapter 3: First Kill~!

Walking through the silent streets of Tokyo Is a Handsome-beautiful young man and a beautiful woman that possesses a sinister scent to her.

"* Saber: North-2 o'clock.*" Lucilius said simply as the black mist started leaving his hands.

"* Hn. Consider them dead my Master.*" Saying such she disappeared Into a building that looks to be a two-story store.

Creating two mist swords, Lucilius smiled possessing sinister glowing eyes, following behind his Servant of the Saber-Class.

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While walking, She awakens from that blackness, that choking feeling, called from the pit by the same call that had pulled her from the illusive light initially. Part of her hopes that being called away she may belch forth this darkness that has been consuming her, leave it behind and go back to the naivete that she once had, with no memory of that horrid past, but even as her flesh reforms, the magic circuits filling her body, she still feels that filth pulsing through her body, weighing her down, making everything heavy.

It is still there. The memories... the failure.. And the weight of whatever substance washed over her, covering her in its taint. It grates at her so, feeling this.. Filth inside that she swings her blade at the nearest source of mana before her, enraged at the feeling inside her. She only barely registers the being before her before lunging at him, swinging her blade at him repeatedly until he flies out of the room from her attack.

" Let me deal with him, Master." She said/ordered, flying at her opponent, not even looking at the shivering Master behind an old fashion TV box.

" You got It, my dear Saber~" Lucilius nodded as six long black mist tentacles sprouted from his torso.

Manipulating his mist tentacles he pulled the Master out from hiding and kept on walking following his servant as the Master of Assassin is getting smacked Into the wall and floor a couple of times, leaving him all bloody.

" You," she growls, her emotions rolling inside her as she glares at the pathetic servant before her. " Die."

She'll deal with the situation after she's vented some of her frustrations. She turns, leaping out from the small storeroom, blade raised over her head, slamming it down on the Assassin before her.

"Geez~" Says the Samurai-looking man, drawing back, pulling his katana by him. "Can't you give a guy..."

She slams her blade into his katana as he raises it just in time to block her blow sending him back several feet through a wall.

" Hold on-" Says the man as she continues to reign a barrage of attacks down upon his body. She glares at the man, her lips pressed in a thin line as she attacks. He is not a man, she thinks, he is merely an obstacle. Something in the way for her and her new Master's quest of the Great Holy Grail. Nothing more. So Destroy it.

" Saber-!" Says the man once more, trying to make distance from her as he leaps back, only for her to close that distance, keeping him within range of her attacks, as her blade swings at his body, trying to cleave his head from his shoulders. He is quick enough to block but does not have the range to do more. She is far enough to strike with her blade but too close for the katana to properly strike with his weapon. She keeps it this way. He is just an obstacle, after all. One that will be soon removed.

" Wait-!" He yells, katana raised to protect his face, giving her an opening at his side. Her blade slashes, tearing open his side, his hand going instinctively to cover the wound, keep his insides within, as her blade slashes, knocking his katana aside.

" Shit..." He whispers, his knees buckling as he finds himself disarmed. " You're a monster."

He stares up at her, a soft grin on his face, but eyes quivering, looking upon her with fear. She is not used to this expression they give her, as her previous Masters have only been surprised at her gender, but never fearful. The same with her rivals, even considering her beneath them because of her gender. She grunts. That will be no more. She will never be looked upon as less because of who she is. She'll make certain of it.

She raises her blade and brings it down, the Assassin shutting his eyes in acceptance of his fate. Her blade meets flesh, cleaving it in two as metal rips through bone and tendon as if it were no more than old wood, splattering her dark armor with its vibrant color. The man falls away from her, hitting the floor with a thud. She stares at his vacant eyes without any passion or feeling, simply feeling... empty. It matters not, she thinks, turning away to return to her Master. He is merely one more obstacle that was in front of the grail that is now removed. That is all there is to it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

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She looks down at the boy, the former Master of Assassin, and sneers, disgusted at his weakness. The boy has even managed to wet himself, the pungent odor wafting through his denim jeans. The scent mixed with his sweat is truly repulsive. She wrinkles her nose, eying him with a glare.

Looking to the side, she orders," Master let's be done with him."

" As you wish~!" Saying such, he pulled apart the former Master, letting his sweet-sweet crises and begs throughout the room and to Tokyo.

" ARGGG!! HELP! HELP! HELP! ARGGG!!" And then like that he died, from being pulled apart from Lucilius's mist tentacles.

" Oh~ That was music to my ears ~" He sighs In enjoyment following the leaving Saber Alter.

" We must have different definitions of music." She commented blankly.

" Hehehe~ Don't worry Saber, you'll learn to love It too." He sang out spinning around his servant.

" Doubtful." Saber Alter confessed plainly without emotionless In her voice, looking around them.

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