"Alright, first things first, we need to form the pact. If you recall, I don't have any command seals but I'm still a legitimate master."
"Yeah, how is that possible?"
"I rely on the strength of the Lord, which explains why I don't practice magic as well as what we're about to do next."
Archer's eyes twitched.
"What are you going to do?"
"Form the pact, of course. I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable but I need you to go to my bedroom wearing as little as possible."
Both servants were shocked, but one of them was furious while the other was leaping for joy inside.
"What?! Don't tell me you're going to have se-"
"No! Jeez. The transfer of spiritual aura requires as much skin to be exposed as possible to ease the process."
Lancer's devilish smirk fell for one second but returned when an idea sparked off in his cranium.
"Well, it's a little unusual but I could make that work too..."
Avantina shot him a glare, "Touch me inappropriately and I will cut your balls off. That is, if you have any."
Lancer winked.
"We've got plenty of time to find out."
Archer's usually placid expressions contorted in bewilderment.
"Master, you're not actually going to be alone in your room with that dog, are you?"
"You're very welcome to come in and watch."
Archer growled at his master's sarcasm, his hands were tied.
"Fine, I'll wait outside. You, keep your hands off my master."
In Avantina's bedroom.
Lancer and Avantina were seated seiza-style across one another in their undergarments. As someone who trained hard to maintain her physicality, Avantina couldn't help but admire the toned muscles of Lancer's upper body. Though he had been checking her out too, Lancer was not oblivious to her gaze.
"Like what you see?"
"What I'd like is to kick you in the scrotum."
As a child, Avantina struggled immensely with her self-esteem. The confidence she possessed today had been cultivated over time, and she was glad for it. Even in this generally uncomfortable situation, she would take control of the reins.
"Give me your hands."
Lancer slipped his palms into hers, their fingers interlacing.
"We're going to picture the essence of our individual spiritual energy in our minds. Once the image is solidified, we'll have to search for each other's and let the two combine. Throughout this process, I will recite a bible verse. This is a precarious procedure, I need absolute focus from you. Is that clear?"
Lancer nodded, there would be plenty of time for frivolity later.
The pair closed their eyes and envisioned their own spiritual aura, the flame of their souls in the darkness of their minds. Guided by their hearts, the fires moved in the shadows, seeking to find the other. Lancer heard a voice in his head.
"Love is patient, love is kind."
It was his master speaking.
"It does not envy, it does not boast. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking."
Closer now, he could feel it. Her aura was approaching his.
"It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth."
Avantina could sense a flicker of foreign energy, was it his?
"It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease."
It was like doing a tightrope walk on a pitch-black night.
"Where there are tongues, they will be stilled.Where there is knowledge, it will pass away."
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A Twist of Fate (Fate Zero & Fate Stay/Night:UBW)
Fanfiction(Rewriting on hold) Cover by ShimmerShey. Join our female protagonist, Avantina Turen, as she embarks on a quest of adventure, companionship and self-discovery. Involved in a war with a wish to end it, will she find her true purpose in love or a dif...
