This was the tale of how a slacker, a hero wannabe, a cinnamon roll, and a drama queen joined together in an epic battle.
...This is what would be told if the battle wasn't against the equivalent of a secret superboss without the necessary min-maxing and no save files at the ready.
Some would ask: How are four teenage magi, far from being experts, supposed to take on a Servant hooked up to a darkened Holy Grail that granted unlimited mana at their disposal in a straight fight?
A reasonable answer would be to just... not do that.
Unfortunately, these four teenagers didn't have the luxury of not running hands with a darkened Servant, so they would just have to try and adapt to the circumstances-
Ayaka: MOVE, DAMN IT!
And, of course, they would also attempt to, you know... Not die.
Given that this battle was tantamount to suicide, this would be a mildly tricky task to handle.
A strategic and not-at-all desperate retreat was necessary, so the four magi immediately split up, for if the darkened Saber caught them in one spot, the campaign would be over in a black flash.
They ignored their increasingly exhausted bodies and drowned themselves in copious amounts of adrenaline as they kept moving without respite. Stopping meant death, and even then it wasn't necessarily exclusive to stopping.
Case in point, one Ayaka Sajyou turned the air blue with curses as she ducked under a massive beam of certain death that would no doubt be categorized as a dangerous gas leak in the future.
Ayaka: WHERE'S OUR BACKUP?!
Rin: We have around 2 minutes-!
Ayaka: I SWEAR YOU BETTER USE YOUR COMMAND SEALS, OR I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU BEFORE SHE DOES!
Now, it would have been rather interesting to see how the teens would somehow stay alive against Saber for 2 whole minutes. Unfortunately, Ayaka did not want to die a second time and wasn't about to follow trope-y bullshit in a deathmatch.
Rin made an indignant yet sheepish squawk before she raised a glowing hand, with her equally sheepish sister following suit.
Shirou: Did they seriously not think about that until now?!
Before the teenagers could go into yet another stupid tangent and start arguing in the middle of the final battle, two bright lights emerged in front of the sisters as both Rider and Archer blurred into battle.
They immediately went on high alert, but Archer took one good look at the darkened Saber before giving one Shirou Emiya a rather nasty side-eye.
Archer: You see, this is why I suggested we kill him first before this nonsense happened. Losing a Servant and having them turned against us, I expected no less of that idiot.
Now, Shirou normally would have taken this with just mild inconvenience, but there was something about the red bowman that inherently pissed him off.
Shirou: Oh, you fu- I don't even know you!
Archer: And you better pray it stays that way. Where's that lunatic of a Foreigner?
Ayaka: He's, uh...
???: Wuddup. Punching Goldie. Threw Mt. Everest at him. Speedrunning the Geneva Checklist. Be right back, bringing souvenirs~!
Ayaka: ...He's busy doing his thing!
Archer: *mutter* So he's busy making Alaya go insane, and it's screaming in my ear to go stop it. Let the Grands deal with that nonsense.
Now that their backup had arrived... they still could not stop running for their lives, but they could at least plan an offensive strategy instead of trying to hit a metaphorical tank with a toy mallet.
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Fate/Outer Code: Type-Andromeda (Nasuverse x OP!Male Reader)
FanfictionWhat if the Fourth Holy Grail War had an additional Servant? What if this extra Servant was the single most overpowered jerk summonable? No, not THAT overpowered golden jerk. This one makes him look like a saint with the sheer abundance of his ego. ...
