Chapter 4: The Time Lapse

pov: Shirou

despite everything, it's completely difficult, pretending to be someone ignorant, what's going on outside is much more than these heroes can control, someone is watching from the darkness carefully waiting to take a step and end it all, for that very reason and the fact that my body is an experiment of those villains, Rumi doesn't let me leave the house at all.

"I'm a prisoner, you must be under constant surveillance."

she apologizes every time I consulted her, but after showing her my projection ability she keeps me under surveillance the most amount of time.

Like a normal kid, I wanted to try what the schools of this world are, maybe get away from everything and try to be normal, but no.

*I told you, you won't be able to be someone normal, nor have a life similar to that, after all we will always be what we are*.

it wasn't long ago that I discovered it, but it turns out that my death divided me in different parts to be able to cross the dimensional threshold to this world, but we all remain divided in the same body, I know that we are three, but only one speaks besides me.

"it doesn't matter the time will come where I won't be seen as a threat."

*jhmp enjoys this momentary fantasy."

He represents our time on watch, our broken ideals and even the man without a goal.

those who stand watching, one is ours who abandoned his ideals and became the villain, sacrificed the majority to save one person.

Of the other, we still don't know anything, I don't even remember him, but I only know that he is always watching without missing any detail.

Time went by and Rumi got a private teacher who also turned out to be someone to observe my behavior, the years migrated like birds and time did not stop, just as my hopes did not cease to be lost.

Rumi sometimes stopped training because he said I didn't need it.

*Maybe he is afraid that you will learn his fighting style?

even though I was hoping for something better, I couldn't get ahead, after all I'm just a human experiment.

By the time I turned 12, Rumi gave me a letter.

pov: narrator

Shirou was constantly subjected to tests and intensive monitoring and surveillance, although Rumi was against it from the beginning, she only had to give in after all that human experiment was showing signs of advanced learning as a Quirk never seen before, which generated fear in the authorities, Shirou understood it, after all it was something simple to understand, his current mentality lived to be 23 years old, on the other hand some of his other counterparts lived to be over 100 years old.

I didn't want to turn against them, let alone make a fuss so I waited patiently, until Rumi's letter.

"subject R-065 seized from one of Dr. Kyudai Garaki's hidden labs is listed as a harmless subject, monitoring activities will be withdrawn on him."

something vague and simple, disappointed Shirou after reading checked the back but there was nothing, so he just looked in Rumi's direction and sighed heavily.

"At last."

At her reaction Rumi couldn't help but be surprised.

"Did you know?"

"it doesn't take a genius not to figure it out."

Rumi bit her lip again at Shirou's cold act, but Shirou caught her attention with a smile.

"well, mother now I can be a hero like you can't I?"

It was the first time Shirou didn't call her by her name, this time he called her mother and that surprised and gladdened her all at once.

"Don't be conceited kid, this time I'll give you another present."

This last one was also an envelope, written in Rumi's handwriting, Shirou thought that this was a letter of apology or something like that, but when she read its content she was briefly surprised.

*Look brat, I'll limit you with that*.

Even though one of the parts inside him saw it as a lasso to limit him, Shirou saw it as an opportunity.

But he gave it back to Rumi.

"hey, don't you want to be a hero?"

but misunderstanding Shirou's intentions she quickly asked him when she saw him return the self-made letter of recommendation.

"no, yes I want to be a hero and this is a nice gesture, but.."

he looked her straight in the eyes determined.

"I want to do it with my own hands, with the same opportunities as others."

surprised Rumi sighed and stroked his head.

"you really have strange ideals"

they both smiled and enjoyed the birthday cake.

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but on the other hand in the basement of a building two men were talking calmly.

"master, even though we lost some of our experiments, as you can see heh heh heh these ones made it."

A short fat one held out his hand showing how three subjects were approaching with looks full of calm.

"interesting, good work doctor, imagine all this was possible thanks to our new collaborator, isn't it?"

a woman approached them from the side with a serious look and red eyes, with each of her steps her armor resounded.

"our alliance has only one condition doesn't it miss?"

without looking away from the man sitting in a chair connected to different machines he spoke calmly.

"my master wishes to have Shirou Emiya delivered to you or eliminated, if you accomplish that, he will help you achieve your goal, but if you fail."

a dark flash shone from his sword at that moment and he calmly walked away from their sight.

"love, who would this Shirou Emiya be to be wanted by those people?"

"I don't know, but honestly it's not of my interest either."

Both of them stayed in the place observing the different lost experiments, among one of them that was made to be a salvation for his disciple.

"it's a pity R-065 was lost and it was for the purpose of helping Tomura".