Thread: Fate/Nova

Remember well my little dear Mel, that in our family the flame if burning brighter than in any other in the world. And fire is the strongest element of everything else. We are Ashfords. No matter what happens, no matter what people might tell you, keep your head high and keep believing in our credo. Her mom told her before leaving her at home. She was nine years old back then but she could remember it still as clear as day. It was the last day she ever saw her mother, leaving her all alone. And though they told her the usual bull shit story that she died in a car crash, she knew well enough that her mother was killed because she lost in what they called the holy grail war. But she thought it was her mothers own fault for not preparing well enough. She had told her mother to do more research, not to be so laid back, find a proper item which to use to call a great servant. She vowed there and then she wouldnt be so laid back. Ten years later she was sitting in class, listening to her teacher rambling on about how there was no magic in this world but that the stories about it still influenced our daily lives and dreams. Having trouble not to laugh out loud, Melissa softly let out a chuckle. This got her some weird looks from her fellow students but she just ignored them. None of them would understand the reason she wanted to laugh since they all were so wrong. Not only did magic really did exist, the influence it had on the world was far bigger than they could ever imagine. Turning her attention away from the boring lecture, she kept working on her laptop. She was close to finding what she had been looking for the last year. It was even the reason why she moved to France and was in this boring lecture to keep up the pretense of being an exchange student. But all that would be over soon since she got the mail she had been waiting for. Smiling she tossed her honey blonde hair back. Opening another document she read that the servant Saber had been summoned, making her the last master to summon her servant. This wasnt the best of news since she had hoped to summon her servant under the Saber-class but know it had to be under the Archer-class. Though it still was a knight-class so that was a good thing. And it wasnt that having Saber would automatically make you the winner of the Holy Grail War. It was true that Saber was the strongest servant, but strength alone had never won a war. One had to have brains and tactics to and she had proven to be smart. Thats why she had searched hard for this relic as she knew that if she would be able to summon this Saint, victory would be within her grasp. Placing her left hand on top of the symbol on her right hand. She had preparing herself years for this and was in France searching for the relic when the symbol appeared on her hand, letting her know that soon the Holy Grail War would start again. And she wouldnt be so weak as her mother had been, she would win it. Closing her laptop with a loud sound, she stood up and felt everybody looking at her. Mademoiselle Melissa, what is the meaning of this? The teacher said in English with a thick French accent that gave her cold shivers. Im leaving, I got no more business being here. And there is nothing that you can do to stop me. She said as if it was nothing and the teacher wanted to say something back to her. But the iron stare coming from her deep blue eyes made him flinch and lower his head as she left the room. Outside of school she signaled for a taxi. After having given the address where she wanted to be taken too, she leaned back in the seat. Memories of her childhood came flooding back, memories about the cruel training she went through. Well it was only cruel because she herself put the bar really high. She never was happy about her results as she always could find something she thought that should be better. This however made her a mage on master level when it came to fire magic while she still was relatively young. Off course she had also studies a bit of earth and air magic along with healing magic but it wasnt on the same level as her fire magic. All in all it took a bit more than an hour before she reached her destination, an house that looked as if it needed a complete makeover located just outside the city. Wait here, Ill be back shortly. Handing over some extra euros to the cabdriver, she got out. Just one simple knock on the door was sufficient and she went inside the house. A man dressed in a black suit and wearing shades, even though they were standing inside and it was pretty dark, handed her a little package. You are sure this is what I asked for? She asked him. Off course, I double checked it myself. Now about the money you promised. Reaching inside her bag, she take out a thick brown envelop and handed it to him. He opened it, took out the money and counted it. Pleased with it he nodded his head and left the room, nothing else had to be said. She herself went back to the taxi and gave instructions to bring her to the airport. Half a day later she was back home. It had been her luck that the New Grail War would be located in the city she had grown up. This was because every ten years there would be a new war but the city changed each time. But with a little research and paying attention, one could figure out the next location the grail would appear. And this time it would be smack in the middle of London. That gave her a huge advantage since she knew the city through and through and had her own base was located here. Though it also meant that the mage from the Magic Associations European branch also would have the home advantage. However that were things she would worry about later. She had just dispatched a few familiars and now was going towards the garden. Because of the full moon, she could see perfectly well were she was going. In her hands she was caring the package. Stopping in the middle of the garden, which was sheltered from any views, she raised her right hand. Flames spread over the grass, burning away a pattern in it. In just a few seconds the magic circle had formed itself. Now she carefully opened up the package and took out a little piece of cloth that had burn marks on it. With the same care she softly put the piece of cloth in the center of the magic circle before stepping back. Pointing the back of her right hand, with the command spells on it, towards the magic circle she started the incantation. Fire courses through my veins, heat I breath out and as a beacon my light shines. I guide thee towards me, call you out from the flames that hold you and bring you here to me. Cometh forward and stand at my side from now until we achieve victory! Both her command spells as the magic circle lit up in bright yellow as she made the incantation. Then the circle burst out in flames and when the flames died away, a woman, clad in armor, was standing before her.