Seven smirked as he looked upon a world of his own creation. All the swords and weapons he had ever seen were kept here in this barren land.
"This place is the amalgamation of everything I've worked for. Though, I do need to thank Six for giving me the inspiration to create such a place." He said.
He pointed a sword at them and let his face become blank again.
"This is the power I'll use to achieve my goal." He lowered the blade to his side, "People like you, stand no chance against me here."
Shirou looked around, analyzing every weapon in sight. He wondered if this desolate place was once brighter. He found a natural pull to this world, as if it called to him.
"I wonder if it's gotten through your thick skulls yet." Seven said, "I'll dispose of anyone in my way without mercy."
"What about innocent people? Not everyone is responsible for what happened to you!" Shirou told him.
"If their in the way, it doesn't matter to me." Seven stated, "You understand that I don't have to kill you all, right?"
None of them replied, just looked into his cold eyes.
"Give up, forget you ever even knew me, and go home."
"That's ridiculous! We can help you. We can talk to the Mages Association or even Miss Anumisphere. I know you'rea good person." Artoria tried to appease him.
"I'm not doing this because I'm a good person. I'm selfish and a terrible person overall. I'm not a hero." Seven denied her help, "Not that I expect wannabes like you to understand."
Shirou gritted his teeth, projected the married blades and charged up the hill.
"Your a fool." Seven said, "You're ideals in particular are pointless..."
He destroyed both married blades in one simple strike.
"...And down right stupid. Your adoptive father understood that. 'To save the many the few must die'. Those were words he lived by."
"What would you now about him!"
Shirou charged up the hill once more, re summoning his blades. Seven copied them, adding them to his collection, and began to defend from a flurry of attacks.
"I know that he wouldn't get so worked up about his own desires!"
He broke Shirou's Kanshou and landed a slash across his arm.
"I know that your ideals were derived from his happiness!"
He he shattered Bakuya and kicked Shirou down the hill.
"And I know... that he abandoned us too!"
Several swords flew through the air striking Shirou. He attempted to stop as many as possible, but it was simply to much. Some swords cut him some missed entirely, but the last stabbed into his right thigh. He kneeled on the ground, panting and bleeding.
"We thought he'd save us." He put a hand over his heart and clenched his shirt, "But as soon as he was done, he left us for the vultures! They tore us apart and all we could do was run!"
He calmed down and allowed himself to breath.
"I'm sure, given the opportunity, you'd make the same decision as him."
Despite his wound, Shirou stood up.
"You're wrong. No matter what you say, the Kiritsugu I knew wasn't like that! He was a hero!"
He climbed the hill again with his married swords in hand. He reached the top and locked swords with Seven.
"Grrrr! I don't understand. Why are you so stubborn!" Seven pushed all four blades towards the sky before quickly bringing both of his down
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Fate/Alternative
FanfictionA world in which masters and servants all exist at the same time, and even go to school together. This story follows a boy named Karma as he and his friends go through his 'everyday' life.
