Off to school!

The morning brings the usual hustle and bustle of the Emiya household. With your unexpected guest last night, you couldn't give Rider another Mana recharge. You've prepped for school , much to Rider's chagrin. She's asked you to stay, to bring you with her.. it's too dangerous to go alone, especially with at least one other Master who may be present.

Still, you insist. There's no way Fuji-nee would let you of the hook so easily, plus you thought it important to maintain a veil of normalcy. Plus there was the added fact that Rider couldn't enter spirit form so it'd be pretty hard to get her on campus.

You leave with Sakura and Taiga to school. The pair cross the threshold of the gate just fine. When you cross, a sickening pang hits your stomach. You clutch your stomach and nearly double over. Your friend Shinji arrives just after you and places a hand on your shoulder, "Gah!" You shout. "What's the matter Shirou? You look like you've seen a ghost! Come on, we're going to be late for class."

You look up at Shinji and nod, "Right. Thanks, Shinji." "Anything for you my good friend!" Shinji says with a smirk. You follow him onto campus as the pang in your stomach abates. As you attend classes for the day the taste of metal fills your mouth. Almost like the taste of blood. You attempt to ask Tohsaka about it, but she doesn't even give you the time of day.

With class over the pains in your stomach return. You follow the feeling out to the woods where the Archery club sometimes meets for practice off-range. It is here where the awful blood-taste and pains are worst. You power through as Shinji appears from behind a nearby tree.

"What are you doing here Shinji?" You ask. "There seems to be some sort of evil **** here, it's not safe!" Shinji grins. "I know. I'm the one who put it here. You were a fool to come without your servant." Shinji grins. "No way-" you say. "That's right, Emiya. And now my servant and I will put an end to your little game. Ahahahaaha! "Shinji cackles and snaps his fingers as a Servant appears next to him. She has blonde hair, gold eyes, and is clad in pitch black armor with red streaks that look like blood. She wields a long, pitch black sword.

You feel the kick of adrenaline as your heart skip a beat. "Crap!" You utter, grabbing a nearby stick. "Trace, on!" You chant, reinforcing your stick. Evil laughter is heard coming from Shinji. "You really think your pathetic magecraft can stand up to a Servant? Get real. I won't even give you the privilege of seeing my magecraft! Kill him, Saber!"