Y/n Martinez is an average kid who is new to the Mage's Association with a seemingly bright future ahead of him. He is chosen to be part of the deadly Holy Grail War. He will battle many foes, including his friends and allies. But that is disturbed...
(It's very late a night. A car screams down the moonlight streets of Fuyuki, with a very happy-go-lucky master behind the wheel and a slightly unnerved Saber sitting next to you)
Y/n: See, see? I told you so! This car takes the turns really fast!
Artoria: Well, that's because you're a surprisingly good driver.
(The car goes over a bump, causing the two to be jumped up from the seats temporarily. Saber smiles while she laughs nervously. You couldn't help but notice it. You calm down on the driving)
Y/n: You may not believe it, but I practice all the time. Of all the toys mom has brought over the years, this is my absolute favorite!
Artoria: This is a toy?
Y/n: Back home in the countryside, I was only allowed to drive around the flat areas, so driving on actual roads is great! Obviously, I still gotta follow the rules. But driving freely every once in a while is always fun.
(You speed up and drift around the turns)
Artoria: Shouldn't we have maybe hired a professional driver?
Y/n: No, that would be boring. I mean, it's very dangerous. What if an enemy were to suddenly launch an attack against us?
Artoria: Well, I suppose you have a point but-
(Saber notices someone)
Stop the car!
(The car stops with a slam on the brake as the tires screech)
Master, get out of the car and stay very close to me. This presence...
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It's a servant!
Y/n: I never seen that one before. It must be Caster.
Artoria: That's what I'm thinking.
(You and Saber step out of the car and stand in front of the car with you behind Saber. Caster bows)
Caster: I have come for you, my sweet and holy virgin!
Y/n: *disgusted* Ew... Saber, do you know this man?
Artoria: I never laid eyes on him.
Caster: Oh no! Are you saying that you've forgotten my face?
Artoria: Forgotten you? I've never met you in my life. You mistake for another.
Caster: Agh! It's me! It's Gille de Rais, my darling! I have prayed for your resurrection and have been waiting for a miracle to reunite us! To that end, I've come all this way, to the end of time, my Jeanne!
