AN this is a remastered version from the one done in 2019.

If anyone is wondering which DC universe this is in. it is the Justice League Unlimited the best one in my own personal opinion.

With that I hope everyone enjoys this remastered story

Criticism will be appreciated.

True Hero EMIYA: The Counter Guardian

Alaya needs a Beast, something to counter the Beast of Gaia, and so she forms individual tests for all her Counter Guardians. EMIYA's test is much the same however EMIYA like all the others believe they're on a special mission, for her she is sent to a world where she may become her ideal, it's anything but in grand scheme of things, she will remove the stain of evil, even if the hero's already there call her a villain

Her ideal wasn't wrong, to be a hero of justice, to save everyone

That what her younger self said, it convinced her

It wasn't wrong, her ideal

And so she accepted it, her fate to the world

She despised it so bitterly, it was impossible to save everyone, and all those she saved she killed more and more than those who could be saved, and for the ones who she saved they turned on her, led her to her death, blamed everything on her.

And then she came into service to Alaya, the will of humanity, she became one of her Counter Guardians, her dog. she always sends her on mission to save humanity, from outside forces, from demons and dead apostles and the random magi.

That was the deal she made to it. In exchange for power in life, eternal servitude in death.

It was at that moment she achieved her dream this ideal to be a hero of justice.

But soon after. She was sent on mission's to save humanity from itself, understanding at first, humanity dose tend to cause itself harm, she'd keep them from doing so as it didn't bother her mind. As long as she was saving more people than those killed she could go through with it.

But as that went on Alaya then made it so that everyone related to the problem was to be exterminated, it didn't matter what it was, from a dumb dog to a manmade structure, she'd killed all of the guilty and innocent, age meant nothing to the world, if they were involved in it they were to be killed.

She refused immediately and to only kill the guilty, but she had no power against the world, Alaya had none of it, she cared not for them nor even saw a point in her refusal, so in her infinite power she was forced to commit so many pointless murders.

Eyes opened, ears fully listing, mind recording everything.

She remembers all of them, for eternity she tried resisting but all for nothing, mission after mission, all slaughtered just to save them, they who are murdered by her hands, they may have been controlled by the world but she is still to blame.

She blamed her ideal not long after several centuries of mindless slaughter, it was the concept that she followed so foolishly, it was the cause of her grief, the thing that blinded her into accepting Alaya's contract, and she despaired for so long because of it.

She came to a conclusion of how to fix it, to kill her past self, to go back before it all began, she had to erase herself, she knew the Holy Grail Wars would be her ticket as they allowed all Hero's from Past Present and Future to participate for the Grail to attain their wish, and because she was a Counter Guardian an irregular spirit, it automatically made her an Heroic Spirit.

But she knew it was a wasted effort, as Counter Guardians exist outside of time and space, they weren't bound by those laws of time and space, it was impossible to erase herself but she swore she would kill any and all Shiro Emiya's in every world just so they would never become her, the ideal that they all chase.

But every time she had her chance to end her younger self she just couldn't do it, even when she had her younger selves on their last legs, she always hesitated, always gaining a piece from them, new memorise that she never experienced from many Emiya's they all told her the same thing, her younger selves all told her.

Her ideal wasn't wrong, they say that, they all believe they can make it better and so she stopped trying and accepted her doomed existence. But she went knowing her ideal wasn't wrong.

But now.

How long had it been since then, how long had it been since the last Emiya she'd tried to kill?

She doesn't know nor care for she and all other Counter Guardians were outside the bounds of time and space, it has literally been that long.

So, on top of her hill of swords, her Reality Marble, her Noble Phantasm Unlimited Blade Works, staring up to the fiery smog that filled the sky's and the giant floating cogs, as well along the lifeless barren ground, the countless number of fake legendary blades that made up her hill, her soul, her everything.

She awaits her next mission as every dutiful dog that she's become, waiting for the next calamity, the next slaughter, the next murder by her hands, and possibly another Grail War if she is bothered enough to get involved in that royal screw up.

She felt an all familiar shift in her world.

Alaya had job for her.

And reluctantly she would go.

Her body dematerialised into prana becoming flakes of blue mist that disappeared into the nothingness.

And in her mind, she was given new information on the servant class she was assigned, and the mission that came.

Strangely her assigned class was different as it was not the Archer class but instead was a Saber class, she was never assigned to one before, now looking at her skills and parameters it was quite pleasant on how match of an upgrade it was.

Strength A++

Agility B+

Luck D

Endurance A

Mana B+

Noble Phantasm C-EX

Class Skills

Magic Resistance C

Independent Action B

Personal Skills

Mind's Eye (true) B

Clairvoyance C+

Mage Craft B+

An upgrade indeed, makes her dread what's so dangerous that inclines to have her be this powerful, hopefully the mission would clear it up.

But strangely though Alaya seemed to be in a mood to be cryptic, as her mission was indeed strange and very vague.

"Counter Guardian EMIYA your mission is as follows, you will be tasked to wipe the stain of evil off the face of the earth for this world, secrecy of magecraft for this mission to whole world is unneeded and you have full authority to act as you please to complete this mission, the time frame is until humanity's safety is assured."

Wipe the stain of evil from the earth could mean a number of things it was nothing concrete nor anything specific, and secrecy unneeded is even more puzzling if not absurd, the secrecy of the supernatural as a whole has always been one of the top priorities.

But it could mean that the world she's going already know of its existence which would be useful but what if it was completely different to her Magecraft, but she was happy knowing she would have full control over her own action and not systematically slaughter everyone related to the problem, this was a real bonus, and the timeframe for completion was another thing that was not specific as well, did it mean that the problem was so large that it would take a long tedious decade to complete or maybe something longer.

Either way this would not be any normal mission given to her by the will of humanity, her only hope is that she would not barge in and force her to kill the innocent who were trying to save the world as well.

But she also hoped that she might find a rare precious opportunity to get a vacation maybe, but she wasn't counting on it as a Counter Guardians work and duty only ends with her existence being erased.

[]

Conveniently EMIYA's summoning location was on top of a skyscraper in a massive city which she quickly identified as New York.

How she found out.

Well maybe it was because of the giant "I LOVE NYC" billboard and the fact that nearly everyone has a general idea of what time square looks like in those travel photos in flight centres or the internet.

Surprising though everything was fine and dandy

People were walking around happily, ether going home from work or heading to work, buying clothes, shoes, food, other items. People hanging out, people laughing enjoying life and others giving their service to the people.

Cars were passing by taxis and buss's ferrying people from destination to destination, the big screens all showing ether the news, the dollar value from Wall Street or an advertisement for a random product.

This confused me as normally when I'm summoned its usually in the middle of a calamity, this is a nice change of pace.

All was pretty normal in the city that never sleeps,

But there was one big screen that caught my eye, it was a news report but what was showing was the real surprise was the cameraman zeroing on a big brawl of some guy in a green gold high tech armoured suit and another man in a skin tight blue red suit with an big S symbol in the middle.

These people were duking it out in another city that EMIYA couldn't make out but the news bulletin showed saying LEX LUTHOR FIGHTING SUPERMAN IN DOWNTOWN METROPOLIS.

that was something that rose an eyebrow from the Saber servant, it was a strange wired thing to see and the fact they gave the blue guy the name Superman made it seem like it was an regular occurrence.

For her it was not so odd but it was odd at the same time, because for the blue suit man to be fighting this Lex person in full view of the public felt as though it was going against the policy of secrecy. With reinforced ears she could hear the citizens who were watching saying that those two were fighting again and the word Superhero and Villain being tossed here and there along with other odds names being mentioned like Batman and the Joker and a Green Lantern and some Flash.

apparently, this world has Superheroes and Super villains, which is just a whole new concept to her work.

She somewhat had an ache in her heart for gaining this new knowledge. Knowing this, the sight of and the thought of actually of being in a world of Superheros and Villains pulled on her childish ideal that she regretted.

It also irritated her as well, the whole sight felt like it was mocking her. Having to come to a world where someone could be called a hero brought back forgotten memories to a life that in which she struggled to meet that ideal. And in a manner of a way, she felt as though she both succeeded and failed.

[EXPLOSION]

Snapping her head to the commotion. EMIYA could see that a store had been light aflame from the resulting explosion and many pass-byers were severely wounded from their proximity to it, but then sees who the cause of it.

There coming out of the fiery smog she spotted those who were responsible for the violence and harm to the innocent.

It was a group of 22-armed looking gang men judging solely from the tattoos that they all had, a picture of a rat skull being crossed with a pipe and a handgun, all of these men had it on the side of their heads along with a crazed look in their eyes, filled with bloodlust and murder laughing manically and then some.

The Heroic Spirit immediately jumped from the building she was on, spiralling towards the fray, EMIYA had to end these disgraces to humanity.

So Astralising to negate fall damage as well give her the element of surprise till it was too late, landing with no noise or even an impression.

She quickly took off, dashing to the men who were firing randomly in the square, most bullets hit the pavement or the giant screens causing many fragments of cement and glass to fly and fall over the helpless citizens, some of the men were vandalising the area with spray paint to mark their logo on it or just smash and destroyer what the good builders made to this city of wonder.

Then 5 gunners turned their attention to some people who were trying to help the injured.

They raised their arms to them and EMIYA dashed in front of them.

After that cracks of shots fired thundered as well as a mighty yell.

"RHO AISE"

The seven rings that cover the fiery heavens that took the shape of a purple flower burst into existence and along with myself. An conceptual seven layered shield, the Noble Phantasm belonging to Aise the Great stopped the barrage of bullets in its tracks and brought silence to the whole square.

The gang members, the people, the wounded behind EMIYA stared shocked beyond belief as she saved them from death, they stopped and gazed upon EMIYA's appearance as she literally came out of thin air like a ghost.

"who the fuck are you" one of the gang members yelled at me in a demanding tone

The Counter Guardian gave them an answer

"trace…on"

Their death

Kanshou and Bakuya, the two Chinese Yin and Yang blades appeared in EMIYA's hands, then to the public eye and the gunners she disappeared from their eyes leaving behind blue lighting, but for EMIYA it was just her usual speed technique that she used throughout her how existence as a Counter Guardian, however, now it was far greater.

Coming right behind the five, EMIYA hacked slashed at vital points on their bodies, tendons cut, arteries severed, and throats slit with blood flying everywhere.

'5 down 17 to go' the bow-swordswomen idly noted.

As the bodies started to fall EMIYA sped to the remaining thugs, left blade already striking into another man's heart and her right slashing across the throat of another. By the time they fell the rest started firing blindly.

To them and the public, EMIYA was a glimpse there and here, a blur of black and red hoping from one place to the next leaving some dead bodies behind and some critically wounded that may never walk again.

EMIYA herself was astonished at the feat she was making; true Servants are far beyond even the strongest of humans but this was far more power than what she was used to having. It was an understatement as she barely even scraped the caps of this newly given power, and the action she was making was saying much, with near certainty her current speed seemed to be near the speed of Cu Chulainn if he was serious in a fight.

It was a shock, but it also gave birth to a subconscious thoughtful fear of who the real threat was in this world and if they were stronger.

Breezing through these thugs was quick work as they were really just chaff to what she was used to, EMIYA was usually at the first engagement on the defence as it allowed superior force to think of her as a weak worthless opponent where they would get carless and allow her to exploit an opening for a vital in order to win most of fights.

This was anything but that.

She strong and powerful. A feeling that was foreign to her.

Soon though it all came down to the one last man.

By the time EMIYA finished her auto flight slaughter mode, she took pause to the last man standing

He was just standing there, gun raised but shaking like a leaf to the wind, his face morphed in a purer form of terror and primal fear, so pale that it looked like all the blood was being drained from an mortal wound, and as if gravity became heavier, he fell to his knees limply dropping his weapon as it clattered aside.

"yo-ou m-onster, who, w-what THE HELL ARE YOU" I just stood and willed Kanshou and Bakuya away into moats of prana.

I thought about restraining the man in a cage of swords, but it seems I was beaten to the punch as local law enforcement tackled the gang member down and slipped on cuffs, however there was also some watching me very carefully.

I don't blame them, they just saw me end another human being's life, so it would be natural to be on guard around me, even those I saved looked wary, I guess for some they still just shocked at what all happened just now.

The sudden attack of these men, to my overall one-sided beat down, then there would be some questioning like who I was and where I came from and how I pulled those superhuman feats which shouldn't be possible.

Heading to the injured civilians who in turn tense at my coming, some police men and women were moving their hands to their hand guns while other held a breath for what I may do, but I'd do something that I would always do when I was an immature brat, I'd help those in need with healing.

I'd went through my mind, forming the blueprint for healing type Noble Phantasm's such as Avalon, the sheath for Caliburn and Excalibur, a sheath said to bring immortality to the true owner and advance healing to those who don't own it. I'd traced Pain Breaker instead, the sceptre of Medea the witch who betrayed, it held great healing mage craft attached to it and some cleansing properties.

Raising the sceptre in hand I flowed my prana into it, my intentions being read by the magical item as it lit up and shined building up energy and soon ready to be called out and preform what I needed it for.

"Pain Breaker" I called out the true name of the Noble Phantasm and the sceptre illuminated the whole area in pale green light.

Magical energies sweeping into every human and mending all injuries and any other unknown ailments.

By the time I was done helping the injured with no thanks given which I was used to now these days but that didn't stop some, with nothing for me here I Astralised back to spirit form, I would of jumped away but a sudden thought stopped me from moving.

I just reviled magic to the world.

The implication and consequences for those who'd do such a thing meant death, usually carried out by the Mage Associations Enforces core, the Holy Church or a Counter Guardian depending on the threat they posed.

But then, I remembered what Alaya said in the mission briefing, that secrecy wasn't necessary and that I had full authority on how to act in my mission to wipe the stain of evil from the world.

But now with what I did, what I just did a few minutes or maybe a few hours ago, for the first time in millennia, I don't know what to do, I mean I have the freedom to do what I finally want to do in a mission for once in my semi-controlled Counter Guardian life.

But then I realised something, it is impossible to wipe the stain of evil off the face of the earth, well unless you kill everything on this planet then yes but Alaya said that the mission only end till the stain of evil was gone, so that meant she had a task that will keep her here in this semi peaceful dimension of earth for who knows how long.

It was strange. Very strange, this whole scenario was odd. Odd orders, no enforced battle control, no eliminating everything related to the problem, exposing magic to the grater whole of humanity. It made no sense…but?

Does this mean she's free from her.

No she can still feel her connection as a Counter Guardian to her so what could all this possibly mean for her, did she come up with a new reason to keep the survival of humanity going or was this something of a completely poor attempt at dry humour from her.

If it was then it wasn't very funny.

Glancing around I see that there are reporters trying to work find where I'd gone after I Astralised, and I was not in the mood to be pestered and seeing that everyone was fine and I'd didn't need to help even further, I really have overstayed my welcome.

So I started moving away from the scene of the crime or battle zone. I began jumping away, from rooftop to rooftop until I was a fair distance away.

I landed on top of a 40 story building, stopping, and thinking about my next move or rather planning my life in this world, because Alaya really has given me what I had wanted for my miserable existence since accepting her contract.

A second chance or a fresh start.

Now I realise that it will only end until the stain of evil is removed from the face of the earth which again is impossible as the only way you can truly achieve that action is wiping out life on earth which would complete the mission but also go against it as well. And with no real clear indicator to what was the real threat nor who I was supposed to fight against that was or is going to cause human extinction.

I couldn't do anything.

Sighing on my lonely rooftop I look at the sky seeing a full moon and starry lights in space.

No clear purpose, vague mission orders, and an irregular world filled with impossibilities.

I had what I wanted in a way. But I'm still not entirely convinced that this would last.

But there was one thing I was certain about.

It sure was peaceful. And the future may bring great things if I don't get any more orders.

I was free, and I could not help but feel…happy

[CRASH]

And it's gone

Looking I see a figure of a women getting being pinned by a larger man in an ally way.

I could hear her cries for help even way up here on this 40 story building.

The man had lustful eyes and from what I understood an attempted rape was occurring in front of my eyes, and when I say attempted

"trace…on"

My black bow appears in my left hand while a nameless sword came to my right, notching the sword onto the bow string I pull it back and doing so I altered the sword to become mover aerodynamic in shape causing it to distort and spiral.

Breathing in and out, my target in sight I let loose.

[THUWN]

I grin slightly seeing the blade arrow pierce the man through the shoulder violently throwing him to the ground while the sword dug itself into the concrete.

I left as soon I saw the would be victim call the local law enforcers.

Though I knew for a fact the night was still young and there was a lot more to do in the city that never sleeps.

From rooftop to rooftop I went along looking for trouble.

Stopping every few minutes to leave bloody bodies on the ground while helping the victims of the assaults

This motion continued throughout the night and despite it all, I could not help the faint smile etching its way onto my lips

For the first time in my dammed existence I felt free

[]

"order 23 is up"

"here you go"

"Saber new order two spanner crabs one without the lemon"

"Coming up"

It's been a solid 3 months soon to be 4 as it was near the end of the third. Since my summoning in this land of Heroes and Villains, and my actions have literally split the nations opinion on me.

Or should I say the world.

For one I'm not a Hero but I save those in danger, but I kill my opponents and rarely let them live, though they leave with a missing limb or are so terrified the end up in an asylum or in a coma. These actions would of brought down the whole justice system on me and in court I'd most likely loose and be sentenced to death.

however in order to avoid trouble and in a way become untouchable I began visiting local orphanages and help the staff in fixing and reinforce the building appliances while also livening the places up and making them look pretty by lawn mowing and painting the fences white and repairing any electrical, the kids loved me.

I often go to help out soup kitchens by handing out food and assisting the voluntary staff in delivering food cartons to the homeless while guarding and guiding them to shelters that would take them in, of course the shelters had to have a touch up on their useability. I also helped out in finding the homeless jobs that would fit their skill set that could do.

For hospitals I'd reluctantly had to praise Alaya for upgrading my mana stat for me to be able to use larger amounts of magical energies in utilising healing noble phantasm on all patients I could heal. I'd first focused on the terminally ill, projecting a near perfect copy of Avalon in healing cancer ridden patients. It was a tiring effort, depleting nearly all my magical reserves in healing an entire buildings worth of bed ridden people.

But it was worth it all the time.

The first month I was met fear, everybody knows who I am as I didn't have my face covered up on my entry in this world. So gaining the trust and being accepted work was shaky at best.

It got better with time, as all things do.

Despite the killings of gang members and the eradication of the local mafia which took a lot of gritty dirty work and countless hours of digging through the worst of the worst I could tell my efforts were beginning to show.

The second month really showed it. The more than trendily smiles of regular citizen as I passed by brightened their day.

The police started to call for my assistance on certain matters that they couldn't solve themselves, but that was hard work as I worked outside the law, but sometimes I'd be called to do off the books sort of stings or raids. Again it took a lot of work to get them to open up as I was labelled as a Villain in the first month by preforming acts of murder on any and all criminal depending on the crime committed.

The second month seemed to transition that to vigilantly.

The third month now. every time I entered a hospital I am greeted with great praise and immediately directed to those who were in need to be healed.

The poverty rate was down, as I met many of those who I helped in stores I'd go to for certain items, such item was phone as I knew it be easer for people to contact me quicker to help with any troubles they all had.

That trip I'd met many of those I'd help get a job, gave me the best phone free of charge. That made me highly annoyed as I didn't like to be compensated even though I deserved it through my countless action towards helping the city.

Hell I created a mystic code made out of my swords to fly around and immolate any litter that was found within the whole city of New York, all maintained by feeding off the magical energies the nearest ley line provided.

What's the saying, having a clean house makes you and those around you feel more positive about themselves.

Now I work for a now highly successful restaurant that I took over 4 weeks ago. Even though I didn't want to, but what can you do against an old couple wanting to retire.

Even though I didn't need to work to earn my keep or even need money to survive as I did so on the worlds mana supply and my connection to Alaya.

But cooking is a passion that I will never give up.

I also have an apartment that's within walking distant of this place and I pay my own rent even though the landlord wondered why I even did so as I am practically the reason why New York crime rate has gone down to null with the occasional foolish villain or gang trying to start something.

All was well in NYC, and I'm the reason.

Sighing happily I continued to prepare the next meal for my customers.

"order 25 ready" I called out handing the dish to a server "Right what's next" I mumble to myself

My life was stable as it can be.

"Saber shouldn't you prepare for your flight to London, you have that banquet to cook for the Queen" say a co-worker

Right there was that.

My cooking has made me popular and I have many would-be publishers who are pleading for me to make a cookbook and media studious wanting to host me for them on master chef or some other cook show.

This popularity was not something I planned to happen to me, but honestly, I could not give a dam at the time. But I was more so confused to why they would even ask for me, I'm a publicly known killer.

But what my employee says is true, I have a flight scheduled to leave tonight, where I am to be the head chef for a banquet that would serve for many guest of high profile, all this organised by the Queen of London.

Elizabeth the II who somehow heard of my exploits in the kitchen and most probably what I do at night. She sent a letter that arrived via the Royal Courier straight to me when I was working in my little establishment, it explained my role in the banquet, I would serve as mainly the head chef cooking up everything but to also be a bodyguard in case of something that were to happen.

The reason for this. Well , it was to celebrate her daughters marriage with her new husband, a man named Benger Harding Clyde.

From what I can gather he's a navy man who is an Chief Gunnery Officer who met the lady by chance when they were drinking coffee in a café so says the gossip mill.

Looking at the time I note it was close to 7pm, so taking off my chef hat and my pink apron "kiss the chef".

I stored them in a storage closet where many other things in there. And placing some causal clothes on, long sleave white shirt and navy jeans. You would never of thought that I was the hero of New York.

"right, thanks for reminding me, take care of the shop while I'm away guys"

"got it Saber"

After saying goodbye and goodnights to my staff I head out the front of the restaurant opposed to the back where the car park was, but I did not need vehicle transportation as I quite literally lived on the opposite side of the street from this place.

However there was one thing I forgot to mention.

As soon as I step out the entryway to my eatery, I spot a whole bunch of reporters and their camera men.

"there she is"

"Saber overhear I have a question"

"Saber tell us about your lethal methods upon-"

"Saber, Saber what is your stance on-"

So many times my servant class name was called out to the near night-time street of NY, and like always they would get all over and right into my personal space, their voices nearly drowning out the regular noise in the city that never sleeps.

This happens now. makes me highly regret choosing this path I now walk, 24/7 none stop stalking was not fun to endure, but endure I did, for I was a Counter Guardian who has dealt with far worse situations, I could handle a few nosy humans with flashing cams and talkie sticks.

Pinching the bridge of my brow I sigh.

It's been over a month and they are still here.

I gazed at many news vans parked all over the streets, they took all the car park spaces, there was a lot them.

If I was a normal citizen like I wanted to be, I would of just calmly walked across the pedestrian crossing when the light turned green.

If I was a normal women than I walk normally not having to deal with the large amount of autographs and surprise selfies every time I walked the street to the park or simple outings.

If I was a normal person I wouldn't have to resort to fading from view as I Astralise and power jumped to my balcony on the top floor of my 18 story high apartment.

Fading back into reality I get my key from my day cloths pocket and unlock the sliding glass door and step into my living room.

My suit case was already filled with my packed clothes and other necessities that I would need for my trip to London.

Grabbing it with my hand and hauling it along I checked my touch phone that I acquired.

I began making sure that my boundary fields were set to ward off anyone with intentions of breaking in my room while I was absent as well as making sure that all my valuable items were secure in my reinforced safe in the closet.

Once that was all done I went out to the balcony and locked the sliding door while reinforcing the whole frame, can't be too careful.

With everything done I jumped from my apartment and proceeded to Grand Central station to catch the train to John F. Kennedy International Airport.

The flight was scheduled to leave at 9:30pm and current time now was 7pm, so I had enough time to relax a bit on the train and at the airport before I was to board my flight.

Even now as I jumped across numerous skyscrapers I felt awed at the activity of NYC, this city before my introduction to it had a certain air about it, a sense of vigilance along with progress and movement. But I could feel it change to a sense of security and safety.

The city was more active, more people out about in the streets and parks, all smiling and having a great time, police at ease, business men and women more relaxed and the regular citizen simply fear free of any mugging or any other crime.

They all had me to thank for such a dramatic change to their loved city.

It took 3 months of gruelling killing of high profile crime rings from drugs, human and arms trafficking along with many other unsavoury individuals and underground groups. now most of the lowest criminal element of the city doesn't even think about doing something stupid as for the consequences would be fatal in the form of a lost limb, and if they were lucky a quick death.

Jumping along I continued towards the station, feeling far better than I've ever felt in so many centuries of service to the world as a merciless enforcer. The pain and despair that I endured, the constant strain of loss weighing on my mind was receding from my mind.

This freedom, my action, everything I'd committed to these last 3 months was like a dream, I'd fear for the day where I am killed or forced to return back to the Counter Force and made to commit the same massacres over an over again, to be nothing more than a simple cog that kept the machine of humanity running.

I hope that nothing truly threatening came my way, I'd leave that to the blue idiot known as Superman.

Nearing Central Park I noticed something. A light reflecting on many of the glass plains on so many high-risers.

Stopping I casting my gaze to the skies above I could not help but widen them as my mind went blank at what I saw.

A ball of fire quickly fell from the sky.

It smashed through a building sending rubble everywhere and then crashing right into the middle of Central Park and causing so much commotion in the process.

As the smog quickly cleared I'd reinforced my eyes to look closer at the object.

What I found defied my experience and everything I ever encountered in my life. And I have seen a lot of shit.

There were…beings of amorphous description coloured in a mostly pasty white but black and red humanoid shape, a type of creature that I spied pouring out of the smoking rock in great number.

Parts of the rock fell off and extended into machinery of unexplainably mystery before rising up on three long serrated legs, also mostly white in colour.

As for the massive rock itself it was reviling more and more machinery underneath all the rock it was covered in. or was it all meatal instead of rock, I wasn't so sure.

But it was pretty clear what was going on. I could guess what was happening.

As cliché as it sounded.

Aliens were invading, and they weren't friendly judging from the amount of odd weaponry the smaller ones were showing.

"hnnn, dam my E-rank luck..oh wait, its D now" I said to myself dropping my suit case down on my vantage point before tracing my black bow and then Caladbolg

[]

AN I'll try and make more in a fluid manner but don't expect it as a regular thing