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Dead By Daylight (DBD) Killer Tier List! Patch 2.2.2

Last Stardust

EMIYA

Day of Fate Spirit VS Spirit TFS

Start of Chapter 7!

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Pain, that was the first thing Shirou awoke too. Blinding pain and a massive wound in his back with an exit wound in the front. The sound of fighting in the distance, more accurately an anger Berserker followed by the sound of... Gunshots? Yes, it was Gunshots along with explosives. What kind of Servant was this? Shirou was well aware there were servants that used guns, the first coming to mind would be Billy the Kid, but he was fairly sure he only used a revolver and not a full auto gun along with what could only be... Grenades? Who in god's name used grenades as a servant?! Regardless Shirou didn't have time to dwell on it. If the sound of fighting was still going on when he was needed, quickly checking over his body for injuries and remaining mana before leaping into the fray. A quick structural analysis revealed what could only be a massive bullet entry wound and a minor exit wound, a couple broken ribs from where he most likely slammed into this burning building, a massive headache and a dislocated left shoulder. Bracing himself he readied himself for what he was about to do. He slowly and firmly grabbed his wrist and slowly pulled on his arm, creating traction. Pulling his arm back into place with a loud snap he grunted in pain and would just have to wait for Avalon to fix it later.

Standing up slowly and ripping off his shirt, he began ripping it into temporary bandages. Wrapping his arm and torso as best he could to help with the wounds, he noted his lack of mana as well. His reckless tracing of non-bladed weapons draining him more than he liked to admit, using roughly 25 units of od. He was down to maybe 25 units of his personal od left, however, in his grasp, he found something that he shouldn't have had. A magical crest of some kind that was boosting his reserves, effectively doubling them, more questions for Zelretch that needed to be answered, but obviously could wait for later. With one last deep breath, he rushed into the battlefield to fight.

(15 Minutes earlier)

Homurahara High School, what was left of Shirou's old high school was not much. Most of the buildings were in ruin with only the main building still fully standing still. If only to make the scene look much much worse, most of the collapsed buildings were also on fire, however, that wasn't the startling part about the scene in front of them. It was all of the people turned to stone, most had looks of utter horror on their face with others looking surprised and confused on what was happening to them or others around them. Cu was the first to break them out of their stupor

"Best be careful around her kids, we're in her domain now"

Shirou was the first to respond. "You mean Lancer correct?"

"Yeah, if you see any chain around here, don't touch them They're basically her eyes around here. Also like I said earlier, don't look into her eyes or you'll be stone just like the rest of these people. I'll be all right and Berserker might be all right with our magic resistances but I wouldn't bet on it."

"So our plan of attack then would be Berserker rushing her down with myself and you providing range support while Mash protects the Masters?"

"A somewhat simple plan, but with two and a half servants against one plans don't have to be complex."

The Wrought Iron Magus turned to face Caster and gave him a nod. Shirou could have made a more complex plan with literally hundreds of years of experience through his alternate selves, however, his memories were all telling him not to over complicate it and he was readily agreeing with them. Overplanning for the foe could lead to your own downfall.

The group started scouting through the wreckage of the school, Shirou and Berserker in the front with Caster behind them with the masters between him and Mash. They were slow moving and all on alert, Shirou constantly scanning between the few remaining rooftops watching for any sign of movement while Berserker haphazardly walked through rubble pushing the bigger pieces out of the way for the others. After about five minutes of searching is when everything went to hell, all of it starting with a bone-chilling laugh.

"It seems the mice wish to play, but three on one isn't fair odds?"

Shirou weapons were immediately held in a defensive position, the voice seemed to be surrounding them and he couldn't pinpoint the exact location.

"It's a good thing it's not just me then isn't that right Assassin?"

Time seemed to slow down as Shirou immediately rushed towards the two masters his muscles fully reinforced. Right as he reached them a loud bang shot was heard and Shirou felt pain before a large spear slammed into his side like a baseball bat and slammed him through the neighboring wall knocking him out cold.

Olga's face seemed to flood with fear for a brief moment before she forced herself to calm down and dawn her job as director of the situation.

"Caster you soul focus is Lancer! You're the only one who can take her for now, Berserker you focus on Assassin one good hit is all you need to take them out! Mash watch for any more shots from Assassin, Berserker will do his best but it's up to you to deflect anything that gets through either of them."

Olga would be a horrible liar to say she wasn't worried for Shirou, the master candidates were her responsibility and seeing one brutally taken down like that wasn't what she wished for any of them, however, she couldn't risk herself or Fujimaru stepping out of the protection of Mash especially with Assassin around. The only saving grace was the fact she was sure he was actually alive due to his 'projections' as he called them still being within the world being used by the servants. Just when she was sure everything was at least going somewhat okay she heard the sound of an explosion off in the distance followed by a very angry roar from Berserker.

"My, my it seems Assassin was ready to blow me up at any time. Setting explosives in my own home. How bold!" Lancer thrusted back towards Caster with a maddening grin on her face. Caster was attempting to hold her back with mass amounts of runes but it was obvious to Olga he was at a rather large disadvantage in this close up fight. Berserker didn't seem to be doing much better if the screams of anger followed by gunfire and constant explosions were anything to go by. However, the most nervous looking servant was clearly Mash her shield head in a ready state as she watched all the carnage around her making sure not a single thing reached either of the masters. It was essentially a stalemate, with Caster slowly giving ground and Assassin giving ground to stay away from Berserker while slowly trying to chip away at his lives, it really just came down to which side would give first? Because if Caster went down then Berserker wouldn't be far behind due to Caster helping to support Berserker, even with Casters help Olga could still feel the drain on her od at a steady rate from Berserker.

However it seemed that fate had decided on which would fall first when Caster still retreating from the onslaught of Lancer made the first mistake, a single misstep on his part made him lose his footing for less than a second, but Lancer capitalized on it. With a quick thrust forward Lancer's lance had impaled itself into Caster's arm, missing bone and only truly hitting skin and muscle regardless first blood had been drawn. Acting quickly Caster instead of pulling the lance out actually rushed forward the lance going further into his arm with a horrible squishing sound as he struck at Lancer with the flail in his right hand. The blow knocked Lancer head downwards and was quickly followed by a barrage of runes, the fire burning all around them exploded into an inferno of heat as Caster's runes added more fuel to the fire catching both of them inside. When the fire's partied showing a somewhat chard Lancer and no Caster Olga feared the worst.

"Man, do I wish I was summoned as Lancer right about now,"

A bloody but still alive Cu appeared next to Mash, the wound on his arm noticeably cauterized shut. He wound was by no means pretty but Caster would live.

"Gotta be honest right now, wasn't expecting Assassin to be around, the man is a massive pain in the ass. I mean what kind of servant uses a gun?"

Lancer recovering from the fire quickly rushed forwards again only for her lance to slam into a massive shield as Mash moved to guard Olga and Fujimaru. Caster, not one to give up an opportunity quickly fired of missiles of magic to strike at Lancer, most hardly doing anything other than getting her to back up. However, this was exactly what someone in the shadows was waiting for

"My body is made of Swords!"

A loud twang of a bow being released, followed by a streak of light flying past Mash's head goes towards Lancer. Lancer's eyes widen in surprise before she howls in pain, while she was able to avoid an instantly fatal blow she was still hit, or more specifically cut. Looking down at her left hand all that remains is a bloody stump with the rest of her arm on the floor.

"H-how? HOW? HOW! HOW DO YOU HAVE THAT SWORD?!"

Shirou steps out of the shadows bruised and bloodied but alive, in his right hand was Archer's bow and in his left was another copy of the weapon in question. Harpe, the immortal slaying scythe, or in other words the sword that killed Medusa. Shirou content with the situation did something that he would normally not do, responded to his opponent in battle.

"Why Medusa, you gave it to me."

While not entirely true seeing he actually got the weapon from Gilgamesh's Vault it wasn't a lie either, for the Medusa in front of him was indeed using a different version of Harpe as a lance against him, it's being stored within Unlimited Blade Works right next to the original. Shirou began knocking the second copy of Harpe changing it into an arrow to fire at Lancer when something unexpected happened, Lancer began crying.

"Master? Is that you? I-i'm sorry master, I didn't mean to.. I didn't mean for you to get turned to stone. Please, Master! Please forgive me! I-"

Before she could continue a second twang was heard and the second Harpe found itself embedded in between two purple eyes opened wide in shock as Lancer began to fall back.

"I'm sorry Lancer, you didn't deserve this"

Lancer's body landed in a heap as her form began turning into motes of light. Shirou didn't feel good about what he did, memories of times he and she were lovers shot to his mind first, followed by her sharing her horrible past with him. From being born a defect and loved by the people being seen as a princess, until she was then cursed by Athena for being too beautiful. Forced to abandon her sister's and live a life of exile. Her sister's not wanting her to be left alone followed her to her exiled island. She was happy for some time because her sisters were here for her, but she was still afraid of humans.

Shirou forced himself to once again stop remembering all of these dark memories, especially during battle, he had to focus with a servant as deadly as Assassin around he couldn't let his mind wander.

"Where is Assassin?"

"Kid you're really something else. The first thing you do after nearly getting killed and then killing a servant, granted a servant who was slightly weakened. But a servant still, is go looking for another servant?"

Caster began laughing loudly before walking over and patting Shirou on the back.

"You're a strange one kid."

"So I've been told, so I've been told."

Before The Second Magus Killer could ask again where Assassin was there was another loud explosion, followed by the servant of the shadows appearing in front of the five of them, Berserker nowhere to be seen.

"So you lived? I personally have nothing against you but the grail must be destroyed and you're in my way to do that."

Shirou stepped forward examining the man in front of him. Bandages covered his face with a blood red hood covering his hair from view. Wearing a red shroud similar to that of archers, wearing grey chest plate armor with an obvious modern appearance a belt with a gun hanging from his hip, black combat pants and combat boots to complete the outfit. Within his right hand an M9 bayonet clearly for close-quarters combat.

"Then our goals align then Assassin, we're from an organization sent through history to stop abnormal singularities in history."

Olga seeing that at least for now that Assassin wasn't an enemy called off Berserker, who quickly appeared beside her again.

"While not incorrect, we actually got sent here by mistake and still need to get into contact with Chandela."

Caster quickly put his good hand of Olga's shoulder and spoke.

"Then we should establish contact with them correct? We have done this before fighting Lancer."

Within minutes of Caster and Olga working together (Read Olga shouting at Caster that he was doing stuff wrong and him sighing) the portal was complete and a hologram on Romani appeared before all of them, Assassin still within the area but noticeably farther away from the group.

"Director? Director! Man am I happy to see you."

"Roman? What are you doing, why isn't one of the higher-ups running Chandela in my absence?"

"Because I'm the highest up the ladder that's still alive director. 30% of the Chandela staff is confirmed dead from the multiple explosion set off, with 25% of the staff still missing and Chandela running on auxiliary power only right now. We should have the power back on within 12 hours to be able to return you all from the singularity."

Olga was no longer listening at this point, her hands in fists shaking with her knuckles white. The failure of what happened piling onto her shoulders. Hundreds dead from her mistakes.

Shirou seeing Olga's state stepped forward into view of Roman and proceeded to continue the conversation.

"Roman, are you able to hook any servants to the Chandela system right now or at least able to help us in any way?"

"With the power down were unable to transfer any servants to the Chandela system, however, I can give you basic support from here. Sensors online now... Um, I don't mean to alarm you but if the sensors are correct there is a strong servant presence around you all, I'm detecting 4 servants!"

"They're on our side Roman. I was wondering if there are any other servants around not on our immediate area, specifically Rider, Saber, or Archer?" "I'm afraid the sensors don't work that way, sorry about that. But to answer your question there are no other servants within 2 miles of your current position. So... What's going on on that side, seems like you've had it rough as well."

"That will take time to explain."

End of Chapter!

So we got some backstory as to what happened in Singularity F as well as another fight scene, I suck at writing. In other news, I finally have a beta so starting next chapter we should (hopefully) have a slightly cleaned up story!

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