Harrison is your average Fate fan with a "light" obsession with FGO. However with a Holy Grail of his own can he survive? See if he can become one of the seven core masters, with his first of many servants Artoria Pendragon (Alter), or will his name...
It had been two weeks of hellish training and the group was collectively starting to worry if anything was going to happen with the mysterious letter sent by the game master. Yet as Harrison struggled through his match with Jalter for the day it seemed something had changed. Annabelle came rushing out of the house in a sprint holding the letter in her hand. Given where Harrison and Jalter were they couldn't see this performance but as she ran through the woods towards where she knew Harrison would be servants and masters joined by her side. Similar to a stampede the entire alliance of servants and masters made their way through the tree line towards the two of them startling Harrison and allowing Jalter to get one last blow on him sending him flying.
When Harrison opened his eyes again everyone was staring down at him as if impatiently waiting for him to get up. "God that was a cheap shot Jalter," Harrison said as he slowly pushed himself to his feet. "Also why are you all here," he continued as he rubbed the pain from his head. Annabelle pushed her way through the crowd waving the letter, "IT CHANGED IT CHANGED," she called out waving it wildly. She then held out the letter to Harrison. He took it hesitantly swallowing hard. As he held the letter his vision began to swim, and he could feel his legs buckle. It is as if his body knew the danger that lay ahead, however, unlike last time Harrison calmed himself and his vision steadied as he looked on at the new red lettering.
"GOOD JOB LOOKS LIKE YOU'VE BEEN TRAINING HARD
I'LL BE SEEING YOU WITHIN THE DAY HARRISON,
Sincerely, the Game Master"
As Harrison finished reading it aloud the letter burst into harmless blue flames before turning to ashes. "I guess this is it huh," Harrison said as he looked on at his assembled friends, 'Yeah they definitely deserved the title,' he thought to himself. Harrison struggled to find the words he could tell he needed to say, this wasn't his thing, he wasn't the leader type. A supportive hand found its way to his shoulder from Salter as she gave him an incredibly rare reassuring smile. Like dominos others joined in, Annabelle giving him a tight hug as Jalter followed suit on his left side. Sakata gave him a smack across that back that almost made Harrison cough blood. All these people he had around him, were there for a reason and they all wanted to see him succeed.
The initial crowd eventually cleared out as the person he had known for the longest Stella gave him a hug to rival the group endeavor earlier. "Don't die alright, I wouldn't have any recurring customers then," she whispered in his ear her voice breaking slightly, causing Harrison to shed a small tear as well. Yor was next as people made way for her. However, she didn't give any closing remarks no she just turned her back to Harrison pouting, and held out a small metal tube, "Don't break that unless you are really desperate okay," she said still not meeting his gaze. Harrison took the metal tube stuffing it into his pocket and smiled, "Thank you Yor, I'll make sure to rock this," he said reassuringly. Lastly, Archer came up to Harrison and as the two shook hands he whispered something in his ear unheard by the gathered crowd, before leaning back.
Harrison, Salter, and Jalter could all feel it now, a pull in the pits of their stomachs and they knew it would soon be time to go. Harrison trying his best to look cool stepped to the right turning his back to his friends as his coattails flashed in the wind, and as blue flames sparked along the floor around his command seals glowed a brilliant red. "See you on the other side..." there was an awkward silence as Harrison still stood before them. "I totally thought we would have tel-" Harrison said killing any weight his one-liner had as he was suddenly interrupted by the abrupt teleportation with the blue flames.
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The blue flames that erupted around Harrison didn't burn they didn't sting, they were unapologetically cold-like steal. His demeanor shifted to match, he had prepared for this moment, his friends were trusting him to perform, and he would not let them down. As he glanced to his left and right before the flames consumed his entire vision he saw Salter and Jalter just as serious as he was. They would win this no matter what was asked of them, this was their final stand.
As the flames slowly started to die down the cold feeling leaving with them Harrison observed the room they were summoned to carefully. It seemed to be a large square room 100ft in every direction and he was at one end. The floor, walls, and ceilings seemed to be linked with terracotta tiles. Harrison knew that Salter and Jalter were flanking his left and right respectively. "While we gather information Salter, Jalter, formation S," he said calmly. This was the stealth formation that Salter had come up with. Salter took position directly behind Harrison while Jalter reverted to spirit form.
However, there didn't seem to be any tricks in the terracotta box they found themselves in. That is until the next blue flame was lit on the far side of the cube from Harrison. When the flames died down Harrison could see two men, and he clicked his tongue audibly. One was a large man who seemed to have more in common with that of a barrel than a man, as his hairline retreated up to his forehead and his beard made up for it in length. However, the infinitely more scary man next to him was Li Shuwen the assassin class servant. He was in an all-gray combat suit it seemed and his white hair was slicked back aside from the two tuffs that fell in front of his face. "Salter if we have to fight those two be very wry that is Li Shuwen his Noble Phantasm can apply the death status to one creature and I can't have either of you falling this early. Jalter as for you stay hidden I don't need to reveal I am a core master yet." Harrison said like a tactician issuing orders.
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(Li Shuwen)
Soon a screen appeared in front of each of the Masters' faces, Harrison's read: "You have been matched with Denis Anderson, non-core master for having similar strength in the selection process, eliminate him or his servant, or get them to forfeit to move onto the real games, good luck. "Shit," presumably the reverse information was on Denis' screen, and right now he knew Harrison would be a core master. Also if this man matched him in strength after all of that training it would have been for nothing. All Harrison and Salter could do now is try their absolute hardest to win.
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Hey, all just a small update classes have started for me again yay! While this doesn't mean that the upload schedule will change I just ask that you excuse me if the updates are later than usual, I will still try my best to be on top of things however, you have my word.
