He Agrees

"Sure." Shirou said. He was more than willing to help a friend in need.

Shirou wiped his brow of sweat, his work finally finished, though the sun had long since dropped below the horizon. He swiftly set about tidying away all of the cleaning equipment, before grabbing his school bag and stepping out into the courtyard.

A huge gust of wind buffeted against him immediately, then another moments later, and a third swiftly after that, each one coming rapidly like some great shockwaves. He turned and sprinted out towards the main courtyard, and was met by an incredible sight.

Two women stood in the middle of the school courtyard, one clad in a purple skin-tight bodysuit that clung to her incredible curvaceous body as she bounded from side to side, blasting off of the ground with incredible strength and speed as she vanished from one position to appear somewhere else, Shirou's eyes barely comprehending more than a purple and red blur to signify her movement. The red of those blurs came from the two blood crimson spears that she wielded, one in each hand, which she twirled and swung around, slicing through incoming attacks with great precision and efficiency so that not one came even close to impacting her body, while also not slowing her down at all.

She was more than just a fine set of curves though. While her skin-tight body suit was absolutely delicious and framed her ass and breasts beautifully, her face was just as exquisite. It was well proportioned, and while her eyes were hard set in determination and focus, there was also a level of glee there to them, revelling in this battle. Her mouth and nose were covered by a small black mask, but even that was incredibly skin tight and revealed her features to be smooth and blemish less.

The other one she was fighting was harder to see because of her position. She was floating in the air, level with the top of the school building and floating within some sort of large blue and gold arc sort of thing. And she was beautiful. He could barely see any of her, and yet he knew that as a complete undeniable fact. She was dressed in what looked like a white and gold bikini style outfit, with long trails hanging down behind her in strips, which danced in the wind, and gradually revealed her backside as the many strips moved apart and together.

She also had smooth perfect skin, and long black hair hanging down her front in two vaguely familiar pigtails, while a veritable waterfall of her beautiful silky hair cascaded down her smooth and well toned back as well, coming to a stop tentatively at the upper apex of her ass. And on only one of her legs was a blue smooth stocking, not nylon, but instead some solid, smooth and reflective material, perhaps like latex.

She was showering down bursts of light at the other woman, making pock marks and craters in the courtyard as she bombarded down blasts at the spear wielding woman, who continued to dance between them in a spinning whirlwind of certain ****.

Shirou began to notice something going on. As she moved, sometimes the spear wielding woman would dig one of her two crimson lances into the ground, carving a small furrow into the stone. She also wasn't making any move to attack the flying woman, instead seemingly content to remain on the ground and just dodge. Surely she could throw one of her spears, or run up the side of the school building and jump at the woman. Hell, with how powerful her leaps were, Shirou wasn't sure she couldn't just jump straight up and attack the flying woman right now.

He saw it just before the spear woman stopped and stood still, before stabbing one of her spears straight into the ground in front of her. Another manifested immediately to fill her emptied hand, but was swiftly loosed as the woman threw her two spears, each of them impaling into the ground to form a triangle surrounding the floating woman. Immediately out from each of the three poles began to pour blue light, which then ran along the rivets and furrows that had been carved into the ground, lighting up a large runic array, that sprang into life.

The flying woman seemed to realise she was in trouble just as it became impossible for her to save herself. She was seized from the air, and slammed down into the ground, recovering just quickly enough to be on her feet and therefore duck just in time below a vicious slash that had been intended to slice her in two. And as she danced backwards, ducking and weaving, always barely a nanosecond ahead of the other woman's swinging spears, Shirou got his first look at her face.

Rin Tohsaka.

There was no doubt. That was Rin Tohsaka whose body he had been lewdly ogling. Her eyes were bright crimson red, and she was showing off far more skin than he had ever seen before from her, but by god was there no doubt that she was Rin Tohsaka.

He stepped back in disbelief, right onto a stick. It broke loudly, snapping in two with an incredible crack. Why was she dressed like that? Since when could she fight like that? Who was she fighting in the first place.

Both of the fighting women turned towards him as one, both of their eyes finding him immediately. "Emiya!?!" Rin cried out, her eyes returning to their usual blue just as she did so. But she didn't have time to continue. Instead she let out an ear piercing scream as the spear wielding warrior woman turned back around and capitalised on her distraction to thrust one of her weapons right into Rin's heart.

Shirou was between them in an instant. He didn't even know when or how he moved. Just the sight of Rin being killed in front of him had him practically teleporting over to her. He caught her as the other woman ripped her spear from Rin's chest, sending her collapsing to the ground with a huge hole ripped straight through her.

He didn't know what to do. She had empty air where her heart used to be. He could stick his hand through her torso right now, give himself a handshake through her body. "Come on, come on Shirou." He whispered to himself, while he ripped the arms off of his school uniform, desperately trying to use them to mop up the blood and stop the bleeding, but all of that was completely futile. What did stopping the bleeding mean when she didn't have a heart in her chest anymore? "You're supposed to be the hero Shirou. How can you not save one woman? You should be able to do something." He used his magic circuits, pouring his mana into her body, analysing its structure, but finding only more damning evidence that Rin's wound was fatal.

"Shirou you useless fuck!" He shouted at himself. "You're supposed to be a hero of justice. You save everyone who is infront of you, so nut up and save her. Save her now. That is what happens normally. Right when all hope seems lost, the Hero normally figures out exactly what to do to save the day."

And then he did know. He knew what the earrings did. He knew their power. And while it couldn't directly help him here, they would be more than good enough to convince the one who did have the power to save Rin.

"You!" he called out to the spear wielding woman, who was stood across the courtyard now, lazily watching Rin's blood leak from her corpse all over himself and the ground. "Wouldn't it be normal for you to do what I say?"

"I suppose it might be." She replied lazily, stepping forwards towards him, her spears vanishing as she reasoned that she no longer needed them.

"Then you will heal her. Heal her right now you hear me!"

"If that is what you want." She replied, crouching down besides the two of them, bringing a hand to Rin's gaping chest wound and beginning to trace little patterns inside using Rin's own blood. Her other hand came to cup Shirou's cheek however, and turned his gaze towards her. "But I think it would be more than normal for me to get some kind of reward or recompense. I'm healing an enemy. You'll have to make sure it was worth my while later."

She didn't wait for a reply, her skilful hands dancing dextrously around Rin's wound, until in a flash of light it vanished. Where before had been a gaping hole, now was a soft smooth breast once again, complete with a nipple hardened by the cold night air.

The spear woman got up again, and turned to go, calling out behind her as she went. "I'm done here for the night. I'll be expecting that repayment though. Keep your eyes and ears open boy. When I come for you, and I will come for you, I expect you to perform."

And with that she vanished, disappearing into motes of light.

Shirou knelt in the middle of the school courtyard, Rin's **** body rested on him, her head in his lap. She was alright. She was alive. She was safe.

Now What?