Fate/stay night: holLow wORlD

Chapter 23: Ever-Distant Utopia

(F/n) shot up from his sleep, his eyes being immediately blinded by the light of a brilliantly beautiful blue sky that was as endless as the fields of flowers which dotted the landscape. A singular large tree was close by, its roots outstreching a bit before burrowing back beneath the dirt, and its green leaves being taken occasionally by the soft wind upon the air.

(F/n) rubbed the back of his neck, he was confused as how he got to this place, his memory returning shortly as he was embraced in an endless sea drifting to the dark depths.

A soft wind carried upon the air as (F/n) stood up looking about for any sign of landmarks but it was endless rolling hills of flowers except for the lone tree beside him.

There was not a sun in sight but the sky was a perfect blue as on a morning day.

Shift in the wind came shortly, its breeze changing directions causing (F/n) to look where it came. A woman veiled in white soon appeared from behind the singular tree, her porcelain skin showing as her hood hid the upper half of her face. A simple long white cloak as she walked over. It was the same one he met quite awhile ago when he dreamt of a strange place similar to this.

"O' Child, it is so timely of you to finally awaken. I thought thou would never awake." Her soft voice falling off.

(F/n) remembered the women's talk of the Fey and how their time would be short then, but they were in one another's presence once more. "Why am I here?"

"Because what thoust bare allows thou to freely drift to places ever-distant." The women answered as she raised her hand gracing over some leaves hanging off of a branch from th3 large tree.

(F/n) sighed as it did not answer his question with detail, "Please... enough with the vagueness."

A giggle emitted from the woman's mouth, "O' Child, thy simply muse as its been long since another has graced here. Thy see thoust have met others whom have been here before."

"... and who would that be?"

The woman waved her as a faint magical, slightly see-through, made of blue and yellow floating shimmering crystals formed the image of one , Shirou's servant. "Well, none other than the King of Camelot himself, Arthur Pendragon." (F/n) was left with more questions but did not have to wait as the woman continued on. "The King of Camelot receiveth from thy hand's," she was motioning to herself, "a brilliant scabbard and sword of immense properties from thine lake."

(F/n)'s thoughts were soon to connect, "You're the Lady of the Lake?" He said.

The women's smile increased as she nodded softly, "Thou speak thine name, O' Child. Thy am Lady Vivian, sometime referred to as the Lady of the Lake but thy am Queen over which thou stand upon and Avalon is but thy humblest possession which thoust possess."

(F/n) went to hold his shirt instinctly above his heart feeling a warm glow as he immediately knew what he possessed. "B-but... how?"

"That is the question to which thy still ponder O'Child. It should have remained with one Emiya Shirou gifted to him by one Emiya Kiritsugu but such an event did not come to pass."

(F/n) blinks softly, "W-wait hold on, if Shirou was suppose to have it then, why is it with me? I don't recall ever obtaining it..."

Vivian rubs her chin as she waves her hand as their surroundings soon changed to an endless void except for a large blue circular platform made of blue and yellow magical symbols. This circle would shimmer off small crystal like wisps which floated up and away into the abyss every so often. Vivian then clicked her fingers as a diorama of Fuyuki appeared, half of it ablaze as (F/n) remembered the scene as if it was yesterday.

It slowly zoomed in showing a singular walking child, with short auburn hair, Shirou. He seemed lost and directionless in the fiery of the Grail's destruction. The young Shirou walked and walked, till his legs gave out and he was covered by some rubble.

But he did not die, he was soon rescued by a black haired man searching endlessly to save.

"Emiya Kiritsugu," Vivian began as she pointed to the man, "saved Shirou's life with the power of Avalon. But, it soon left his body after Shirou was taken away to safety." She showed a faint yellow magical trace which was unseen to all except for this diorama.

Avalon was then entrapped by a dark and red magical aura as it shinned brightly flashing all over Fuyuki's destruction as soon walking out of this light was a small (h/c) child, searching aimlessly for help.

A figure cloaked in black watched on from nearby as their hand lowered, the dark and red magic coming from their fingertips disappeared as they vanished without a trace into a purple void.

"Wait... but that would mean..."

Vivian's eyes closed but they could not be seen, "Whomever you are, you were not suppose to be there."

(F/n) then gasped in immense pain as Vivian stepped back in surprise, the diorama disappearing into smoke as she walked through it quickly and knelt beside (F/n) who just collapsed to his knees in pain.

Vivian held his shoulders softly as (F/n) held his head tightly, blood escaping his nose, mouth and his eyes. Vivian gritted her teeth as she used some of her power to starve off the dark magic coursing through the veins of the child. "O' Child," She said as (F/n) panted heavy as the pain subsided, "Where were thou before thoust was at the fire which raged in Fuyuki?" She questioned sternly.

(F/n) coughed holding his shirt tightly as he wiped his face a little seeing the deep crimson coating his hand. "I... I.." (F/n) could no longer remember, nor recall his parents faces nor the life before.

A silence fall between the two, only the quick breaths from (F/n) as continued recovering from the sudden immense pain which coursed through his body.

Vivian breathed out slowly as she extended her hand to his chest, making sure Avalon was running its course but when she did so, she experienced flashes of images.

(F/n) noted Vivian's outstretched hand as he looked upon her face, he could make out her facial features some more as she seem to be a young woman, perhaps in her later 20's but maybe early 30's. It did not take long for her notice his starring as she pulled her hand away.

"Avalon shall run its course, O' Child, thy wish is for thou to survive the oncoming onslaught... thoust shall face the true nature of this war..." Her voice was filled with concern.

"W-what's coming? And the true nature?"
(F/n) had so many questions but his eyes felt heavy.

Vivian shook her head, "Thou has spent too long here and... it has already taken course. Avalon will carry out its duties." She nods softly.

The women held out her arms instinctly catching (F/n) who went limp from a sudden fatigue. His eyes remaining locked upon the strange woman, Vivian, as he found himself drifting back to sleep.