Fate/Exodus

Chapter 1

Deus pov

I get woken up by some form of commotion outside my house at around 7:30 at night. I get off my couch, brush off the chip crumbles from my shirt and go outside. The sky was glowing with auroras as the various heroic spirits wandered about, gearing up for a fight. Immediately I get approached by a spirit clad in armor and long pink hair, Astolfo I think their name is.

Astolfo: "Everyones getting pumped up for the grail war. Especially since it's so soon after the last one."

Deus: "Oh yeah?"

Astolfo: "Uh-huh! I'm a bit bummed that I didn't get summoned, but there's still one slot left. The saber class still hasn't been summoned yet. I wonder who it is? Maybe well get Mordred out there this time."

Deus: "No saber yet huh?... Wait, Shit!"

I take off running and utilise my rider powers. I summon a basic mount and take off to see if I can catch one of the auroras.

Shit! Why did it have to happen now? And why the fuck is it so soon after the last war? If I can slip through with the saber I might be able to make it through as the auroras close. With any luck nobody is gonna notice I'm gone and nobody will notice my presence in the human world, at least not right away. Of course, none of that will matter if I don't hurry the hell up and get my ass through the summoning gates.

I see the auroras peak as a rift begins to form.

Nows my chance, I gotta make it.

The aurora had finished its peak and was beginning to close. I wasn't gonna make it. I didn't think I would have to use my grail commands this early

Deus: "Cursu!"

My mount put on a burst of speed. I flew through the rift just as it had closed and the auroras had faded.

A few minutes later

I materialise right next to a house in japan. The current year was 2004, a whole 10 years after the last grail war. I didn't want to take any chances so I returned to my spiritual form. I heard fighting coming from the yard of the house I was next to.

Shit. How late was I? Only one class was left so at least a few days have passed since it officially started.

I cautiously approach the location of the fighting as to not give myself away. As I turned the corner I saw 2 servants fighting along with a wounded human with bright red hair, presumably one of their masters.

One servant was a lancer, judging by the weapon being a spear. The other one had to have been the saber I had just tagged along with. But as soon as I saw her blue dress and invisible sword I knew who had been summoned. And I knew that this poor lancer was going to get his ass handed to him on a silver platter.

The lancer had blue armor with a red spear. When I saw his weapon it jogged a memory. I've seen this guy somewhere, or at least his noble phantasm. Gáe Bolg was its name if memory serves me right. It wasn't any cheap noble phantasm either.. When thrown, it aims for the heart. And it never misses. Except in this case, for when it misses. Saber had managed somehow to make the spear ricochet off her sword into her shoulder, nothing too vital for an able bodied servant like her.

After lancer used his noble phantasm they exchanged a few more blows. Then they both stop. Now that the fight was over I took this opportunity to get a better look at the pussy lying half dead on the floor. He looked young for a master. He couldn't have been older than 16 or 17. I looked at his hand and noticed he indeed had command seals. This was a master all right. But something wasn't right. I sensed barely any magical ability in this guy. If this guy was supposed to be a master, he has to be one of the weakest masters I ever laid eyes on. But his saber class servant is completely out of his league in more ways than one. I finally tune into the conversation they are having out of having nothing better to do.

Lancer(Blue cunt):"My lord is a coward, you see. You dodged my spear. So he's ordering me home. He says as he walks away from the partially wounded saber."

Saber: "You are running?!" She says with a half confused half pissed off face.

Lancer(Blue cunt): "Youre more than welcome to follow. But if you do, be prepared to die!"

He says with so much venom a king cobra would be scared.

The lancer jumps up from the courtyard onto the wall and continues his escape. I attempt to track where hes going, but I'm just a bit too lazy for that at the moment. Besides, I wanna see what's going on with the shithead who nearly got himself killed. The young master gets up and runs to his wounded servant.

Shirou: "Hey, are you all right?"

He asked with concern as the hole in her armor filled with magic and started to reform in an instant.

Is he stupid?!?! Yeah shes a powerful servant, but she was just stabbed by a blue cunt with a magic death spear, I don't know, do you think she's ok?

She turns her head around to look at her master as he is about to ask another stupid question.

Shirou: "What the hell are you?"

Saber: "As you can see, I am your Saber class Servant. As such, Please call me Saber."

Shirou: "Im Shirou. Emiya Shirou."

Saber mumbles the name as she starts to zone off thinking about who knows what.

Shirou: "This house--No,thats not right. That isnt what I want to ask you."

Saber: "I know, You are not a proper Master, are you? And yet, you are my Master all the same. "

Shirou:"Hang on, isn't it weird to start calling me Master all of a sudden like that?"

Saber: " I shall call you Shirou, then."

She plainly responds with a blank look on her face.She then simply turns around and starts walking away while saying.

Saber: "Yes, the sound of that is pleasing to me."

Shirou grunts as he seems to feel the burn. He lifts his left arm to look at the source of the pain, As he looks down on the backside of his hand to see command seals burn onto him.

Shirou: "What are these?" He asked while looking at his hand.

Saber: "Those are what are known as Command Seals. Do try to avoid using them carelessly. Shirou, my wounds, if you please."

Shirou: "Youre asking me? Sorry, but complicated magic like that is beyond me."

Saber: "I shall face them in my current condition, then." She says as she jumps on top of the building.

Saber: "There are two enemies outside. One more battle should not pose a problem."

Shirou:" What do you mean, enemies outside?! "

I turn my head to the new sources of mana in the area and I see a man that is a similar height to myself. He is wearing a black skin tight suit with red cloak type clothing over it, He has white hair and a relatively tanned complexion. Wielding two short swords in combat clashing with the invisible sword of saber. They trade blows in the streets neither seeming to get the better of the other, too soon to say who would best the other. But I had a hunch I knew who would win this..

Bonus content:

Outline (gloriously written by BlackPhoenix002): In shiros sex shack with shiro on the ground cut in mutiple locations with a shit fuck in blue swinging a red spear at him as a new servant enters the fight in blue and silver armor. She has blonde hair, green eyes, and an invisible sword. She bats the spear away from her master. As we just sit on our asses invisible watching this shit show. Maybe fuck with them a little during the fight. We make our presence known to saber a little later alone. As we may or may not know each other.