This is an AU, keep that in mind.

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"Rebirth is a very strange feeling."

A five year old Shirou Emiya sat in a dimly lit shed closed his eyes in concentration. This was his fifth attempt today and he hoped that this time it actually worked and didn't fizzle or blow up in his face like last time.

"Alright, here we go." He said closing his hand. "Trace On"

He focused and went through the paces of Tracing in his head. After a few moments he opened his eyes and smiled when he saw the pushpin he was able to trace. It was a major downgrade from what he could do before and it was obvious that it would be a while before he would be on the same level. A new world meant new rules and new rules meant a new game.

The red head wiped sweat from his brow. "All of that work for a pushpin and it's gone."

Shirou sighed and laid down on the cold shed floor. The pushpin that he had just traced barely last any time at all. Shirou narrowed his eyes and stared up at the ceiling of the shed. It was time like this when he wondered what his father would say if he could see him now.

"Jeez, Shirou, what did you do today?" The red head said in a voice mocking his 'father', Count Vance.

"Aw, nothing much, but hey I made a pushpin today."

"Wow that's amazing! Why don't you try for a clothespin tomorrow?"

"Jeez thanks Vance." He finished, ending the imaginary conversation with a laugh. "Like I would reveal my magic to him."

The red head laughed before he felt another presence nearby. He sat up and was presently surprised to see a beautiful blonde haired woman with blue eyes standing in the doorway. She wore a light blue dress and an amused expression on her face. Despite being a lady of higher class, she gave off a rebellious and strong willed aura.

"Aw, so this is where you were." She said, her voice calm and serene. "I've been looking all over for you."

Shirou smiled. "Hi, Ms. Maria."

Maria Vance the wife of Earl Vance, better known as, Count Vance. She was his legal wife, but the count had children by two mistresses. Maria, despite knowing this, treated both Shirou and his younger half-sister, Claudette, like they were her own children. She didn't even get mad when Shirou called her Maria. Shirou liked Maria, while she wasn't his real mother she gave him a feeling that said otherwise.

"Morning Shirou." Maria replied with a small smile. "I didn't see you at breakfast and you weren't in your room. So, using my woman's intuition, I figured you would be in the place you always are."

"Woman's intuition sounds scary." Shirou laughed while he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh really? I guess I just lost track of time. I'll try not to be late tomorrow."

Maria hummed and looked around. There was a burned out candle on the floor and a plate that she could only assume was the one that he taken from the dining room earlier. A normal five year old boy would have been bored to tears if he had to endure this silence and solitude. She wasn't sure if Shirou was a unusual child or if he was just too far ahead of his time.

"Well, I'll leave you to your devices." Maria said. "Also, don't worry I won't tell Earl about that thing you made."

Shirou arched an eyebrow as it took him a second or two to figure out what she meant and he realized she was talking about the pushpin he began to sputter excuses. Maria just laughed at this attempt, patted the boy on his head, and smiled.

"That must be a gift your real mother gave you." She said before she turned and left the shed.

When she was gone, Shirou let out a sigh of relief, laid down on the ground, and stared up at the shed's ceiling. His golden eyes closed and he thought back to how all of this happened. Well, the first step in rebirth was dying, now how exactly did he die?

"Oh right," He though remembering what happened. "I got hit by a car. Funny, after everything I've been through, a car is the thing that did me in. I would expecting getting stabbed, burned, or crushed to death."

As Shirou started to think about the more he found that his mind wanted to go in a much different direction. It wanted to keep going back to what Maria said about his mother. It was something that haunted him since birth. His adult mind meant that all of he was basically an adult in the mind of a child and has been since birth which allows him to remember things a normal baby or child would not.

He didn't get look at her face but he heard her voice and caught a glimpse of her red hair. A shade of red that as the exact same as his own.

Shirou smiled. "One day I'm go find you mother and when I do we can make up for lost time."

Ten Years Later

Shirou whistled as he walked down the hallways towards the courtyard. He was fifteen and he was finally in a form that he was comfortable with. Sure, it was a few years younger compared to how old his body was prior, but he would take this body any day as compared to his child form which. No normal person could understand what it felt like to be an adult in the body of a child.

"Why was I called to the courtyard again?" Shirou stopped and tapped his chin in thought. "Oh yeah, I'm being inaugurated into the guard."

He started to walk again and as he walked he opened his hand. "Trace On."

A dirk formed in the palm of his hand. He smiled. It had been a long and often tedious process to relearn both Tracing and Reinforcement but after years of practice he was able to do most of what he could do. He still couldn't call on Kanshou and Bakuya though, but he was getting there. His Reinforcement on the other was either at the same level or close to the level he had it prior.

"If Maria didn't catch my one time and if I didn't shift my attention to Reinforcement instead then he could probably summon Kanshou and Bakuya by now." Shirou groaned he arrived at the door to the courtyard. "Looks like I'm here."

He pushed the door open and was surprised to be greeted by both a scowling Claudette and a bright, shining afternoon sun. Shirou smiled at her but she just scowled harder. He laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head.

"What's up Claudette? You...you feeling well?"

He was answered with a bonk to his head by his sister. He rubbed his head in an attempt to soothe the pain. Claudette had amazing strength for someone of her build, age, and training. She was slender, but the amount of strength she had was ridiculous. Shirou couldn't only imagine how strong she would be when she hit adulthood.

"Where have you been? We've been waiting for you for thirty minutes!" She scolded harshly before sighing and folding her arms. "Honestly, Shirou."

Said teen just smiled even as he rubbed his head. "Aw, you know that being punctual isn't my thing. And when you start calling me Shirou? What happened to big brother?"

Claudette blushed and looked away. Shirou smirked at her attempt to not act embarrassed. That was Claudette for you. Strong and stable, but very easy to embarrass if you knew her weak points. She was like a brick wall in a way.

"T-that was a long time ago." She stated still looking away. "Anyways just go take your place in the line up."

Shirou nodded obediently and went to where he was suppose to stand. However, as he stood there he felt like something was out of place. Even as Claudette gave a speak to was more than likely to raise their morale, but Shirou couldn't listen when he knew something was off. He couldn't really say what it was, but it was probably something that should be noticeable.

All of the guards, except for himself and a white haired guy were the only males. Shirou glanced at the white haired male who just stood there as still as a monolith.

"Well this is...new. I was expecting more men. Come to think of it." Shirou struck a thinking pose. "I don't think I've ever seen a male fighter of any kind."

Shirou raised his hand. Claudette looked at him and arched an eyebrow in question. "Yes, Shirou. What is is?"

"Um, this is probably gonna make me sound stupid. But, where are the male guards?" He asked.

There was a few moments of silence before everyone started to laugh. The only two who weren't laughing were the white haired man and Claudette. The white haired man looked as if he like he wasn't even paying attention and Claudette was trying to maintain her authority.

"What's so funny?" Shirou asked, annoyed.

"Shirou," He turned to Claudette. "Men are often not involved in any military force. They usually operate as political officials or criminals. You and Pathfinder are the only males on the guard."

"Pathfinder?"

Claudette pointed the white haired man that Shirou had seen earlier. Pathfinder, as he was called, as at least a foot and a half taller than Shirou, had white hair, and had golden eyes. He was dressed in a leather armor set and had two long swords, one blue and one black, strapped to his back in an X. To Shirou, Pathfinder looked like a person that could be overlooked and noticed at the same time.

"Oh." Shirou said.

"He's kinda of weird though. Doesn't talk much, he doesn't complain, and he's good at following orders. He blends into the background so you probably won't see much of him." She explained before she lifted up something. "We don't have any male uniforms but Count Vance had this made for you."

Shirou held back the urge to just utterly break down and start laughing. Claudette was holding a suit of black, light battle armor. It looked exactly like Archer's armor and it even had the trademark red overcoat. The entire situation had a sense of ironic humor to it.

Shirou nodded. "Okay then."

"Onii-chan!" A yell came across the field. Shirou turned and smiled when he saw the youngest of the Vance children, Elina, running towards him in a yellow blur.

Shirou knelt down and embraced his sister who literally ran into him and almost knocked him to the ground. He laughed and Elina nuzzled her face in his chest. Claudette looked on with an indifferent expression but deep inside her reaction was much different. In a way, she was almost jealous of them.

"Cute." She whispered so that no one would hear her.

"You're adorable captain." Pathfinder commented from the background.

"Shut up Pathfinder!" She shouted at the man before turning to Shirou. "And you, what is this 'onii-chan' business?"

Shirou removed Elina from his person, despite being a child, she had one hell of an iron grip. The red haired male got to his feet and brushed the dust off of himself before facing Claudette.

"Onii means big brother. The 'chan' part is an honorific." Shirou explained. "You use to call me that too. You probably don't remember that now."

"Oh, yeah!" Elina exclaimed with a snap before she pulled out a two flowers: one with a red bulb and the other with a blue bulb. "Leina said to give these to you. The red one is for Shirou onii-chan and the blue one is for Claudette onee-chan."

With that the Elina gave a departing hug to both Shirou and Claudette before she ran off in a yellow blur. When she was gone Claudette gave a questioning look. Shirou explained that 'onee-chan' was the same as 'onii-chan' only for big sister instead of brother. However, the period of rest didn't last long as the big man himself, Count Vance, soon appeared.

Vance was a man who appeared to be in mid thirties. He had 'pure' blonde hair like Maria and dark, dull grey eyes that seemed to be pools of nothing. He wore a white robe with accents that practically reeked of nobility.

"Claudette." Vance said. "I'll be sending you on your first mission with the new recruits. Don't fail."

Shirou narrowed his eyes at the harshness and inconsideration of Vance's words. He hated when Vance did this and this very reason was why Shirou had stopped calling him father altogether. Not only was it painful to listen to, but it was painful to look at as well. It seems to Shirou that when Vance talked to Claudette like that, she deflated like a balloon. To avoid this, Shirou would often take the blame for whatever Claudette did wrong, but it was impossible to protect her all the time.

Suddenly, Vance turned his head and looked Shirou with his dark eyes.

"And you," Vance turned away and started to walk. "Don't die, my boy."

"Don't worry. I'm not going to die in a world that I just got to."

"Alright, we're going!" Claudette ordered her guards.

"Yes, sir!"

Shirou smiled as the guard set out into the world to complete their first mission.

This was a story that someone suggested that I should do after I made a request for more story ideas. This seems like this is the 1st Fate/Stay Night-Queen's Blade Crossover. If you see any spelling errors point them out and I'll fix them.

Ages of the Vance Children (At the end of this chapter):

Shirou: 15

Claudette: 14

Leina: 7

Elina: 6

Don't know what else say besides that I'm still open to new story ideas. If you have one than feel free to share it with me.

Questions, comments, concerns?