Verse: First things first: Last chapter I wrote Illya's name Il-I-ya, because that was how I thought her name was spelled. Turns out though, that's Hebrew. Il-L-ya(sviel) is German, and thus the actual spelling. I know that some people can get really anal about the spelling of names, so I fixed it for this chapter.

Next: Be glad to the Mighty Will S. Lavi, for making sure I don't absolutely butcher the lore of either series. A fan of both I might be, but boy do I want to just take a Berserker-sized sludgehammer to it all and tape up all the pieces.

Will S. LaVi: It's not an easy task but someone has to do it. P.S. Readers, help me keep track too.

Verse: For instance:

(Will of Wisp: By the way, speaking of Herakles, have you seen the official art for a younger version of him?

Verse: ...um, I don't think so... youngest I think I saw Fate Herakles was the Archer you showed me.

Will of Wisp: Well, I know of one that is technically not official but sort of is

*sends picture*

Verse: ...yeah, but that face just looks way to soft on him

looks more like a tanned Achilles if I'm honest

Will of Wisp: Well, considering that Alexander the Great looks like a bishounen when he was younger and he's a self-proclaimed child of Zeus…

*sends another*

Verse: HOLY MOTHER

Will of Wisp: Think of it as a trait of children of Zeus to look like Bishounen in their younger years before turning into absolute buff madlads as adults

Verse: How did he go from Cloud Strife to Barret!

Will of Wisp: Nanomachines son!

Verse: Nanomachines do not compute! Just because Hephaestus is his brother doesn't mean he'd give him that good shit!

Will of Wisp: Remember. Zeus and the Greek Gods in the fate series are OMITTED BECAUSE OF LOSTBELT SPOILERS! It's not too out there that Zeus in the many many forms he transforms into to get some loving manages to pass on nanomachines to his sons

Verse: As for that explanation... mine's funnier. Have you seen teamfourstar's dbz abridged?

Will of Wisp: I do but, I haven't watched it in full. I much prefer their Hellsing Abridged series.

Verse: If so, Cell is Herakles/Iskander, Goku is Hephaestus

"Oh yeah, that's that good shit!"

Will of Wisp: Ahh now I remember, lol)

Disclaimer: I own neither Katekyo Hitman Reborn nor Fate/ stay night.

Yawning, the five year old redhead was awoken to the day, as always nowadays, by the cries of his little brother.

"Tsuna…" he spoke fondly, going out of his room and into the baby's. There, he sanitized his hands before grasping the one year old, gently rocking him as he wanted. "Oh what are we going to do about you…"

Within the next few minutes, their mom showed herself and was smiling brightly at the two most important people in her life, including their fathers. Taking the baby from him, Shirou hugs the woman before heading downstairs, staring enviously at the stove before merely getting the table set. "Soon…"

"Shi-chan, can you- oh, you already did. That's my sweet little man." Coming in, Nana, the woman who gave birth to him in this universe, sat little Tsuna in his highchair before ruffling Shirou's hair. "Come on, I'll let you stir the eggs."

With that offer, it isn't long before he loses himself in the mundane work of cooking, or rather helping to cook. Despite seemingly being truly reborn in this universe, Shirou hadn't actually gained his memories until late in his third year, allowing him to mercifully skip the nursing stage of his development. Also mercifully, by that time, his mother (and she was HIS mother) was single, allowing him to keep Kiritsugu as his true father.

It was a day after his fourth birthday that Nana met the shady man that was Iemitsu Sawada, and a half-year whirlwind romance that the neighbors still talk about (and ough to get a life), Shirou got a new "role model" and nine months after that Shirou got a new baby brother that is apparently destined to become a hero worthy of the title… by becoming a mafioso… yeah, right. Not on his watch.

While he wasn't the type to put one life in front of any others (except for that couple [hundred] times he did) but neither is he one to sacrifice anyone else's life for the greater good.

It wasn't long before they finished breakfast, and so the mother and sons ate, before Shirou got ready for school. "Bye mom!"

"I'm home!" Walking in, Shirou took off his shoes before moving further into the abode.

"Oh? How was school, Shi-chan? Make any new friends?" Looking up from the laundry she was folding, she found her little man sporting a smile; along with a fresh bruise on his cheek. "Oh my!? What happened!?"

Dropping the pants she was working on, Nana quickly rushed over, taking his head in her hands and checking for any split skin. Noting that it's not even swelling that bad, she calms if just a little and takes the child to the bathroom, checking that Tsuna is still in his playpen.

"Well, are you going to answer?" Tone now sternly demanding as she grabs some cotton swabs and the rubbing alcohol.

"Well, some bullies were picking on another kid, so I decided to step in before it got worse." Twitching a bit as she cleans and bandaged the bruise, his voice was still firm in conviction. Understanding his reasons, Nana let out a sigh.

Kneeling and pulling the boy into a hug, she spoke. "Shirou… while standing up for your peers is a noble thing to do… but, the smart thing to do would have been to get a teacher."

Pulling back, she started to get up and lead him back into the living room. "Now, how about my little soldier boy help me finish folding, and then we can make some udon, what do you think?"

Now shyly smiling, Shirou answers. "That sounds amazing Kaa-san."

And so, after an afternoon of entertaining Tsu-chan, helping cook and clean, and a quick few worksheets for homework, Shirou found himself in his room, ready for… other 'extra-credit' work. Taking his notebook out from behind his desk, he got comfy.

"Now… Safety, Off!" closing his eyes, he flicked the mental switch, and felt that small flame, that had been with him ever since he remembered, spark. Quickly now, that spark bloomed into a small fire before Shirou stopped it, making sure it didn't grow out of control. Opening his eyes, he saw that his mental fire had spread to the outside world as a small, flickering tongue that burns in his palm, the orange glow it produces giving his room a warm feeling. Studying it, Shirou began writing.

'So, this flame appears to have three limits:

One: the quality is limited by how strong your will is at the moment

Two: the overall pool is limited by how much you use the flame, similar to a muscle

Three: the quantity you can pull out both at once and overtime is determined by how fit you are.

Preliminary tests show that I have some form of control in what it burns as well as overall temperature, although that seems to be much harder. With how hard it is to sustain it as is, mediums could possibly exist. More information needed. Now beginning search for possible abilities.

Lightly shaking his arm, as sustaining even something this small is beginning to drain himself, he folds both his legs and his arms so that he sits with his legs tucked in. With his hands cupping each other and facing up, he allows his flame to dance.

Once more retreating into himself, he begins to imagine the gun-hammer, slowly clicking back as he pulls, his body warming ever so slightly as he does so. It would seem that his Magic circuits had also followed him back, and were in better shape than ever. 'Possibly due to a new body? Circuits are an odd mix of physical and spiritual…'

With his Circuits open and his fire burning, the first thing Shirou began to do is attempt to use Structural Grasp… only to see what appeared to be a literal SUN's worth of the orange flame before having to cut the spell before he goes blind. Even without actually using his eye, he feared for them…

'Note to self' he writes. 'Structural Grasping the flames appears to be impossible. Is it a representation of my own Will, or does it lead back to the Tri-ni-sette? Possibly attempt to Grasp other flames as a control? As is, proper Reinforcement or Enhancement also appear to be impossible, and might just be a waste of Prana anyway, depending on what the source I saw was.'

Now ready for the next step, Shirou took a nearby pen with the hand currently not on fire, and after Grasping it began to feed Prana into it, not with the intent to Reinforce it, but rather to Alter it. Optimizing the width of the ball while thinning the ink, he began to run the flame over the pen as well with the intent to help alter it further, and the results surprised the boy.

Before his eyes, the pen bagan drinking up both the fire and the Prana, forcing Shirou to cut it short. The end result leaving half the pen as it was but the other half shifted material, from a cheap plastic to a shiny metal, while also gaining a glow with flame and tribal-like etching all over the altered bits. More importantly, Shirou could feel the beginnings of a connection to the pen... almost as if it was trying to become something approaching what Shirou would think was a familiar.

…

Sighing, he continued his notes.

'Alteration of an outside material combined with the flame show signs of unthought of side effects. On top of Altering the object beyond what was wanted, there are signs of something I presume is a familiar connection being formed… perhaps the flame was attempting to harmonize the pen with me? Harmonize might be too strong of a word however, again need more data for better hypotheses.' Now sweating, the boy flicked the safety back on, abruptly shutting off his flame before slowly setting the hammer down on his Circuits and leaving him feeling quite sore. 'Current body is too weak to attempt anything more than a mundane sword, let alone attempt to use flames with said Projection, let alone Trace. End of Experiments. Current goals:

Continue working on physical and spiritual fitness

Continue looking for information on flames, as well as the true mafia

Continue looking for information on my fellow travellers.'

After writing the last goal, Shirou has no choice but to sigh again before putting his notes back behind the desk. "Now then, time for a bath…"

"Aniki! Could you help me?" Walking into the room, Shirou can't help but laugh at the sight of the tiny five year old struggling with his shoes, shirt rumpled and pants with the fly down.

"Otouto, relax. We still have plenty of time before we go to school." Making his way to Tsuna, Shirou begins straightening the shirt before dealing with his pants, all while the boy blushes. "Now, why don't you put the shoes down and actually eat something, you'll need the energy."

"But Shirou! Kaa-san keeps wanting to take pictures forever! And I don't feel hungry…" Tsuna whined, drawing another chuckle from the older brother before quickly scooping the brand new elementary schooler up.

"Nope! If I had to deal with the picture ordeal, so do you! I'll make some toast to settle your stomach while you do that." Taking him to the overly excited mother, Shirou does as he said, enjoying the sound of the camera shutter constantly going off. With the toast buttered and jellied, he went to spare the little one any more 'pain'...

"Oh, Shirou! Let's get one with the both of you!"

...only to get put in the crosshairs as well. 'Dear kami, help me.'

After an agonizing morning of pictures, clingy moms, and peanut butter (don't ask) the brother's managed to get to school on time, with Nana taking the tyke to the gathering happening a short ways away from the gates. Getting this year's classroom, Shirou enjoyed his day of 'learning' and when the final bell rang, made his way to pick up his brother.

"See you later, Tsuna-kun!" "Bye!"

Raising an eyebrow at the sight of his brother waving goodbye to another couple of tykes, he decided to interrogate the boy after getting his attention. "So, already making friends?"

"Yup! All my classmates are so cool! Yamamoto-kun is already playing full sized baseball with his parents, and- eep!"

Pausing mid-rant, Tsuna hid partially behind Shirou, causing him to look for a bully. Instead all he saw was a quite frankly absolutely adorable little girl being picked up by her parents and the most… extremely loud boy Shirou knew. 'good heavens, that boy might grow up to rival Berserker in lung capacity'

Shaking the terrifying thought away, he reacted by merely waving them goodbye. "See you later, Sasagawa-san!"

"Osu! What are you doing here, Sawada-Senpai!?" Now seeing the red head, the family unit followed their boy towards the duo.

"Eeeehhhhh! Aniki, what are you doing?" Tsuna whisper-shouted at the oldest boy, who merely smiled at him.

"As you can see, I'm just picking up my otouto; I'm guessing something similar with you, Sasagawa-san?" Bowing to the adults, he showed Tsuna, trying to do his best turtle impression.

"Ano, hi there?"

"Well hello there. And you are?" the mother spoke, while the father directed his attention to Shirou.

"Hello. How do you know my son, if I may ask? If I remember my school days properly, it's rare for an older boy to know someone so much younger."

And, of course, the adorable little girl was paying attention to Tsuna, much to his obvious discomfort.

"Osu! Sawada-senpai is often the one to get in between any of the fights he sees! He's like an Extreme Peacekeeper!"

"Oh, Mama, Sawada-kun here is in my class!" The parents trade a glance, obviously having a silent conversation, before the father spoke.

"Well, in that case, it is very nice to meet you two. I hope our children don't cause you too much trouble. That being said, we should probably be going; have a nice day." Bowing to each other, the adults follow suit before walking away. However, it wasn't until after they were out of sight that Tsuna relaxed, letting out a deep sigh… only to become cherry red at the question Shirou asked.

"So, having a crush already? My otouto is growing up so fast!" Chuckling while he sputtered, the two likewise moved on, soon arriving at home after much teasing from the older one.

"We're home!" The words had not so much as left their mouth that they were fiercely hugged by the attached mother, almost being tacked in the process.

"So, how were your two's first days!? Tsu-kun, did you make any friends? Anyone you want to be friends with? Shi-kun, you didn't get into any fights, did you?" Laughing , the two were eventually dropped, with the family moving into the living room.

"No mom, no one tried to start a fight on the first day, and I know someone that Tsuna wants to be friends with!" Shirou began, causing the youngest Sawada to blush again. "But, we never did finish that conversation from before, so I'll let you off the hook… for now. I remember you talking about a Yamamoto-san?"

Brightening, Tsuna began talking about his day, extending well into the meal, and only winding down as seconds were grabbed.

"So, that cutey was Kyoko Sasagawa, huh? I'll admit, while Sasagawa-san had talked alot about his precious imouto, I imagined someone… for like him, I suppose."

"By the way, does Sasagawa-senpai get into a lot of fights? He kinda looks like a delinquent."

"Oh my, you're hanging around delinquents Shi-kun? I had hope that I taught you better!"

"No Kaa-san, Sasagawa-san might look like that, but he's actually kinda the opposite. While I don't get why his hair is white, the reason he's so tanned is because he spends hours practicing boxing outside, I've seen it. And though he does get into a fair amount of fights, that's more because of how… passionate, he is."

"Mmm, is that so. Well, I guess with how passionate my own little soldier boy is, it's only natural you would attract other like minded people. You are your own little Sky, after all." Now looking confused, the brothers look at each other before looking at Nana.

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Oh, it's just something both of your father's used to talk about. How a Sky is supposed to take his little weathers under their wings. OH! Speaking of your father, Tsu-kun, guess what!? Tou-kun is supposed to be coming this week! Aren't you happy?" Nana questioned, only for Tsuna to appear even more lost.

"Otou-kun? We have one?" Wincing at the question, Shirou began… while it seemed like Nana's world cracked a bit in shock.

"Yes, you do Tsuna. And if Iemitsu-ji is coming…" 'That'll be trouble. Although, that might be the time to try and put my plan into motion.

"Well, we might as well go ahead and get ready… what?"

Blinking, it looked as if Nana had come to her senses and was currently hugging the air out of Tsuna, apologizing to him for 'failing to let him know about Tou-kun. Getting up to work on the clean up, the family was soon done with the chore and after an hour together Shirou excused himself to prepare for tomorrow.

With his homework done, Shirou grabbed the old notebook and sat on the floor in his room.

'Now then, after the… bumpy route here, it seems that around half of the memories from the other timelines have settled, allowing me to review what was mine originally, what is applicable to my universe, and what taught me about the others, and what magic I learned.

First:

After nearly dying in the school (by various means, most being impalement by Gae Bolg) and with Rin healing me, I went to my home, where Lancer followed in an attempt to finish me. While he kept batting me around, I managed to get to the shed and summoned Saber (most being Arturia) who chased him away, only for Rin and Archer to move to fight them. I used a command seal to stop the altercation, and Rin took the chance to figure out what I knew, only to teach me about the Grail War (Holy my ass) and attempt to have me forfeit by taking me to the church where I met Kirei (except for when I already knew of him).

Antagonized, I instead formally joined the War, running into Illya and Berserker almost as soon as we step out of the Church. In the ensuing fight, Archer nuked Berserker with Caladbolg and hit me with the space warp in the process, only for Avalon and Rin to heal me by the next morning. In the next few weeks, the events happen like such:

Fight Rin, only for us to stumble on a victim of Rider, who is always nearly empty of prana, thanks to having Shinji as a replacement master for Sakura.

Fight Rider, only for Archer to scare her off. Me and Rin agree to continue our alliance.

Go home, only for Caster to transport me to the temple in an attempt to gain Saber. Saber fights (false) Assassin while Archer fights against Caster to save me, tries to kill me but I get to Saber and Assassin in time. Rin uses her second command seal to try and keep Archer from attacking me anymore.

Rider unleashes Blood-fort Andromeda, causing me to use my second command seal to summon Saber, although Souichirou-sensei is the one to kill Rider instead. In the aftermath, we agree to go after Team Caster, but Saber ends up defeated, with her becoming tied with Caster and Archer betraying Rin in a plan to kill me.

We attempt to get Illya's help in order to save Saber, but instead find Gilgamesh and although we attempt to help, Illya and Berserker still die.

Lancer shows himself to help us, and when we go to fight team Caster, Archer betrays them and after Rin forms a contract with Saber, kidnaps Rin with Shinji.

Lancer and I follow, with me fighting Archer and Lancer saving Rin, only to be forced to commit suicide by Kirei. Lancer attempts to get back by stabbing Kirei and burning the room. But we later find out that Kirei survived, just severely wounded. Presumably, a mix of the Grail and Gilgamesh kept him going.

We found out that the Grail was Corrupted.

Rin and I perform a tantric prana exchange ritual, giving me enough power to fight Gilgamesh while Rin and Saber deal with Kirei and the Grail. Archer shows up to deal the finishing blow against Gilgamesh and Kawahira alters Fate, causing Archer to kill me as well while Rin and Kirei simultaneously strike each other down.'

Pausing a moment, Shirou reviews what he had written before nodding, closing his eyes and sighing before starting on the painful part.

'Second:

Zouken and Shinji had been mentually, spiritually, physically, and sexually abusing Sakura for years, with Zouken's goal being to mold Sakura into a perfect puppet with the Shards of Irisviel's Grail being infused within her. Thankfully, Sakura's relationship with me kept her strong until the Grail War, when Zouken began to attack said bond. Sakura kept this from everyone for years, in an attempt to both live a normal life, and to keep anyone from dying.

Rin and Sakura are sisters, with Sakura being traded to the Matous so that both sisters could be Heirs to magic. (Note: Why was there no suspicion on Zouken? There is no natural way to live for longer than 200 years, let alone to his 400 or 500. Or was there suspicion, and Tokiomi was too scared to act? In which case, was Sakura a bribe? Or a demand?)

Rin had no contact with Sakura at first due to being told by Tokiomi not to. After his death, that promise became a matter of family pride and as such almost more important than Rin's life.

Caster, while Vicious with a capital being well earned, her true goal was simply to find love that hasn't been manipulated, and once found was protected religiously.

Lancer's original Master, Bazett Fraga McRemitz, was an Enforcer, sent by the Magus Association to win the Grail for them, but wanted to win the Grail to 'save' CuCullain from his fate. However, she was betrayed by the priest and her current fate is unknown.

Kiritsugu was formerly known as the 'Magus Killer' for his ability to kill anyone using a mix of magecraft and modern weaponry. He was hired by the Einzberns to win the Fourth war but eventually fell in love with the holder of the then current Lesser Grail, Irisviel von Einzbern, and they had a child; Illyasviel von Einzbern. After he was cursed by Angra Mainyu for trying to destroy him with Saber's Excalibur, Kiritsugu was banished by the Einzberns with Illya being turned against him, and eventually me.'

The Grail was Corrupted in the Third War by Avenger, an unknown human sacrifice that became 'Angra Mainyu'.

Having finished cataloging what info he had collected from the timelines that were currently unscrambled, Shirou took a break, working out the cramps in his wrist. After rehydrating and working his wrist, he smiled as he got to the fun part.

'Third:

With my Magic Circuits now being at Mid-Grade, slightly above Average Grade, my abilities have all increased; I can now 'read' the history of almost anything I Structurally Grasp (Note: Last washing of the couch using color safe bleach needs to be done tonight) though anything non-weapon or armor related still requires at least one finger touching.

Reinforcement has also proven easier, though further pinpoint training is always needed. Alteration has also improved, especially as this is still a new spell for me personally. As for Projection, my manipulation of Prana is more than good enough to Project nearly anything so long as it isn't too big.

Tracing is still a bit of a mystery, with the only things I've been able to Trace being Mundane swords and armors, with the rare weak Mystic Code. Noble Phantasms and most other Codes having too much of a presence to attempt for now. Notably, the length of time before degradation is slightly more so than in most other timelines, possibly due to the Tri-ni-sette keeping the world slightly more mysterious than normal baseline?

New abilities include:

Enhancement: taking Reinforcement and Alteration to the pinnacle, this adds or withdraws "Concepts" onto a material; the more Fantastical or broad the Concept, the more prana is needed to grant and sustain.

Curiously, it appears that while an added Concept will eventually degrade to the point it is nigh non-existent, it doesn't ever disappear from the object. Likewise, in order to remove a Concept, the closer the Concept is to what an object is for the harder it becomes. Strangely though, once a concept is withdrawn, it stays withdrawn unless altered via magecraft or mundane means.

For instance; take a sword. If one adds the Concept of the color Red to it, without sustained prana the color will eventually fade into just a tinge of it. However, adding the concept to a sword is easier than adding the concept 'Shine (Reflect)', which is likewise easier than the concept 'Glow'.

Also, when removing concepts, withdrawing the concept of 'Sharp Edge' is easier than the concept 'To Cut'. but is likewise easier to add once more. So far, taking the concept of Sword from a sword appears to take so much prana as to appear nigh impossible, and the transferring of concepts has had no progress.

Unlimited Blade Works has been silent so far, appearing to change as I change as new memories are revealed and new emotions and Ideals blossom. Unknown how long it will take before Realization, let alone Actualization becomes possible, and Materialization, while just a pipe dream for now, holds… interesting implications, best thought of when I can find Illya.

Current goals:

Continue working my mental, physical, and spiritual fitness

Continue looking for information about those sent with me

Continue searching for information about the Flames

Convince family to allow me to go to a boarding school for middle/high school

Perform Procedures 1-A through 3-C

Closing his notebook, Shirou thought about the one experiment that he refused to put down ANYWHERE, for the implications the people of this world could figure out with a misplaced word. While worrying, if Nana found his books she might just think he was going through a chuuni phase and call it cute.

And with a bit of luck if someone like Iemitsu found them they might think he was making something like a DnD campaign or something, especially with a few Rankings mixed in. Or that he had accidentally awakened his Flames at worst, though he isn't too sure what Mafia Procedures are for Flame Aware children.

However, with this…

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

The blade cut through the air, light from the moon dancing along the edge; appearing as if the wielder was attempting to fling the light off and as its own separate attack. Dressed in a priestesses garb, her long blue hair was pulled into a high ponytail, with the bottom nearly reaching the top of her butt. The figure was obviously femine in nature, although not likely to grow to the same limit that his previous master was.

"Saeko. Enjoying yourself?" An older and more mature priestess spoke up, standing at the edge of the courtyard.

"Not in the way you would think." Not once pausing, Saeko, formerly Sasaki, continued to swing her nodachi. "Refining my arts is something that has no equal; one swing, one strike, holds a balance that can't be denied. Why?"

"Just wanting to better know you…" Stopping, the now sword maiden turned toward the older woman.

"Kaede-san, I understand that this is new to you, and indeed, you have my deepest thanks for adopting me. That being said,you should hold no fear; I have heard not the heart of a wicked woman, but the heart of an earnest flower wanting to help the meadow. I am sure that we will get along, if with a little friction, but that is to be expected."

Surprised, Kaede couldn't help but smile, the tightness in her heart loosening. "I see… in that case, how about we go inside? I have a few movies you might have interest in…"

Tilting her head to think, Saeko eventually decided to turn in for the night, following her newly adopted mother, thinking about a certain bull headed master (sometimes, rarely even, his bull headed master).

'Shirou…'

"Come on Enma! Just five more!" Rin, and it was definitely Rin, commanded the struggling five year old attempting push ups.

"Yeah, go Enma!" His little sister, Mami, cheered. The boy was currently surrounded by the largest gathering of other-worlders.

Rin was training Enma.

Sakura was standing next to her previous sister, looking at the boy in pity, ready to grab him and let him rest.

Illya was ignoring the boy in favor of a cookie.

Standing a bit separated from the group, two figures also stood training on their own, the haze of desert mirage surrounding them.

Despite the many tasks they were focusing on, one thought, one person took up the majority of their minds.

'Shirou…'

She stood on the hill, looking towards the sunset, and remembered another time, another place…

"Shirou… I love you."

Blushing, she turned away from the scenery. "Geez, could I think of nothing better to say to him!?"

Walking to the cove of trees nearby, she grabbed the wooden practice blade and moved back towards the house, or rather mansion, that she lived in this life. ''No matter what time period, the aristocrats have to show their privilege somehow.'

Reaching the walkway, she was greeted by both an older and younger girl, along with a butler.

"There you are Alex. Ready to head inside? The guests are eagerly awaiting for the scion of the Pendragon Family!" Talking, the older girl, still in her early teens, grabs the wooden blade and ushered Arturia into the door with the butler following; the girls going to put the blade up and then find the library for the younger one to stay in for the duration of the party.

As she moved to the door that was the entrance of the ballroom, Arturia couldn't help but look back to the girls' smiles and smile back.

'Although, having actual siblings that love you is a nice change.'

There at the bow of the ship, one could see a duo of girls. Girls that despite not even being in their preteens, everyone knew would grow up to be true knockouts.

One had a light blue head of hair, braided in the back and showing her slightly pointed ears, the only blemish on her face being the almost scowl she wore. Even then it merely turned her beauty into a cold type, one meant to be captured in a sculpture, enhanced even further by the almost robe-like dress she wore.

The other had loose pink hair down to her knees and was wearing a tight t-shirt and shorts. Her eyes were hidden by the purple leather blindfold she wore, but she wore a smirk on her face as if she didn't even need her eyes to know what one was thinking, and indeed, despite the girls having been on the ship for a week, not either one needed an instance of help.

"So, Herakles has gone to Europe to find his former Master, which leaves China, Japan, and the other southern Asain countries to deal with. With luck, we won't have to meet up in Russia like planned, but with all of our luck ranks being around D, I'm not holding my breath." Medea spoke, trying to calm herself, causing the edge of Medusa's smirk to twitch upwards.

"Yes, I am aware. Take a breath, little princess. Or are you worried for the boy? Or, worried about what you'll say to each other once we find him?"

Face going flat, Medea tried to control her emotions, though a blush still showed on her face, almost imperceptible. "I have no idea what you are implying my little goddess, but I must assure you that isn't my worry, are you perhaps projecting?"

Smirk becoming a little forced, Medusa shot back. "Oh, I'm not worried at all. The worst I did was unleash Blood-Fort Andromeda, and that was under Shinji's orders. I also know our Shirou a fair bit, having watched over Sakura when I could. Of course, I'm sure you don't have much to worry about, all you did was put over 100 people into a coma, steal his Servant, and cause his friend to cry. Why, that's just water under the bridge."

Huffing, the witch now had a full scowl on her face. "So? With how many different timelines we came across, are you saying you never once did something equally terrible to the boy? The man I saw could look beyond grudges to see the full scope of a person behind the actions they performed. And if this boy can't do so, then he doesn't deserve my cooperation anyway! Now don't make me have the crew think of you as a stow away!"

Both now openly scowling, the crew collectively sweat dropped. 'These girls are going to be trouble, huh'

He stood, unbothered by the blistering winds or the swirling snow, despite going shirtless, the nuclear ten year old as still as a statue. Standing on the mountain top, he didn't think about the red head that is the reason he got a second life, nor even the albino girl he swore himself too. Instead, he kept his thoughts to the green lightning he held within his hand, clad in and mixed with an explosive pale yellow, almost white flaring fire.

Cynically chuckling, he couldn't help but shake his head as he drew more of the energy forth, creating a bolt that he held in a manner similar to a lance. Tossing the weapon, he caused an avalanche in the weak snow layer a couple of meters below his spot, thinking all the while. 'Lightning. Of Course it is. Alas, even with the gods no longer dictating my life, I feel they indeed got the last laugh…'

Jumping down now that he can get a stable foothold, he moved ever downward moving to about where he assumed Germany would be. 'Be calm, Illya. I'm coming'

The woods were silent, the silver-haired boy noted, even as he ran from the mansion, and more importantly, his sister's cooking.

'Ha, she won't be able to kill me this time around!' Thinking too much about his escape, the young boy forgot that the only reason for a forest to go quiet would be because of a storm… or a predator. Before Hayato could notice, he was thrown then pinned in rapid succession, and had something sharp resting on his throat. 'Shit!'

"Well now, I go hunting for deer, and I caught a little puppy instead." Looking beyond the blade, which he notes is shaped like a spear, he sees his attacker, someone slightly older than Hayato himself, with a blue rat tail and red eyes, a savage grin on his face. "What are you doing out here, don't you know it's dangerous?"

Letting him up, Hayato finds his voice to answer. "Didn't know you were out here, and it's generally less dangerous here than with my sister's poison!"

"Poison? Now why would your sister be trying to poison you?" Sitting down, the blue boy (because he had on a blue jacket and blue jeans as well as blue hair) gestured for Hayato to sit as well, now projecting a 'listening' aura rather than the blood-thirsty aura of before.

While cautious, Hayato has been wanting to talk his problems out for a while now, not being able to do so with his piano teacher when she shows that amazing smile. And so, he sat, unknowing of the flat out hurricane he was about to introduce to his life.

Going to make the next chapter Rin and Co. centric, then probable Cu Chulainn, followed by Herakles, Medea and Medusa, Arturia, and Sasaki's (Saeko) chapter will likely be them meeting up with Shirou.