Meeting

"What a peculiar situation," Were Medea's words. It was full of amusement and a bit of irony in it as her unseen eyes gazed over to Atalanta, a swirl of emotions coursed through her.

"Oh, the-"

"Roman!"

"Ack! Sorry, Mars," Roman understood why Mars stopped Roman from continuing. Reading a bit about Atalanta's history, considering she was on the Argo, it wouldn't be farfetched to read about Medea as well. The 'Witch Of Betrayal'.

Mars continued to look at Atalanta, seeing her go through an influx of emotions before she smirked. Mars will trust Atalanta's judgment when it comes to Medea.

"So, girl," Medea shifted her gaze to Gudako, who was smiling like an idiot. "You're my master?"

"I am! Now that you're the last to be summoned, we can review the situation so you and the other Servants can know what's at stake."

Medea nodded. The witch could feel that Okita was summoned by her Master as well, while Atalanta and the silver-haired man were with the mysterious figure known as Mars. His aura confused Medea; he also felt like a Servant, but the power was currently resting.

<i>"What an interesting group." </i>

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With everyone seated in the control room, Roman was in charge temporarily. Olga was still resting. It seemed she was in a coma right now, and her new body was letting the Grail run its tests, It was a phenomenon that Roman and Da Vinci couldn't even figure out, but they did know she was alive, and that's all that matters right now.

Mars was between Atalanta and Percival, while Gudako was between Medea and Okita. Roman sat in the front head of the table, rehearsing what he was about to tell the larger group in his mind. The Servants that were summoned were strong, he had no doubt that the coordination between Medea and Atalanta would bear fruit on the field, and with Okita's speed and Percival's training and leadership, they would be able to spearhead through the Singularities.

Of course, Roman would like to call upon more Servants to give the current ones time to rest.

"Right. I'll begin," Roman spoke up, his voice vacant of any of the playfulness he's known for. "Mars, great work in Singularity F. Your charisma helped Fujimaru and Mash pull through, along with your skills. I understand that you slept for two days after that, so I'm guessing using Gilgamesh's powers will take a toll."

"I believe Scimitar was the reason for my prolonged nap. I'm sure If I don't use it until the end, I'll be in fighting condition."

Roman nodded. "I would like for you to look at this."

Behind Roman, a large screen showing a map of the continents displayed. The Servants looked at it curiously, keeping their questions about it to themselves for the time being.

"We've conducted a scan on the Earth's past once again, using Sheba," Dark spots were present in several locations. "Marked on the map are 7 spots."

Roman paused briefly. "Fujimaru, how do you think…Lev brought Humanity to ruin?"

"I…the Holy Grail?"

Roman closed his eyes and hummed. "Correct. The Grail can grant any wish. By using that, Lev was able to rewrite the events in the past, altering them to such a state that Humanity outside of Chaldea has gone blank."

"But how can it cause such a drastic change?" Gudako asked. Her question received a silent nod from her Servants, who also had the same question in mind.

Roman chuckled bitterly. "That's a justifiable question. A small change from the past won't change the future. It shouldn't lead to the destruction of Humanity, but what if the points in history that are being altered were a necessary step in the growth of Humanity?"

"If we were to change something like…a war that was meant to happen to cause the evolution of humanity, what do you think would happen if that war was never to exist? Or if the loser won that battle? Or if the winner suddenly lost?"

"I see. So these dark spots are all historical turning points that were altered by…this Lev character?" Atalanta knew the jist of what was happening, but this was on another level.

"That's right. And as such, these 7 spots are a necessary key that helped us here in the future. With the changes being tampered with to such a degree, Humanity perished," Roman's words hung in the air, and the group responded with silence as they processed the information.

"How will we handle this?" Gudako asked.

Roman looked at Gudako. His lime-green eyes shined for a moment. "Rayshift."

"Simply put…we'll be projecting our body into those points…or time travel but not really time travel, as they're singularities. The people there aren't real. If we were to kill someone, it would not change anything," Mars answered, his tone despondent.

"Mars is correct. For us to bring an end to the Singularity, we must retrieve the Grail being used to create it and return it here or completely destroy it. Those are the only way to return those points to their original path."

"I'm able to Rayshift with no trouble, and so can Gudako. We're the only ones left who can enter these Singularities."

"I will lend my aid. After all, what type of Knight would I be if I abandoned Humanity in its darkest hour?" Percival spoke. His words chimed like bells with conviction.

"I've already told Master I will help him in this mission. My answer has not changed," Atalanta added with her arms crossed and her eyes closed.

"Alright! Master, my blade is yours! Let's save Humanity together!" Okita chirped enthusiastically. Her words seemed to fill Gudako with a sense of security.

Medea remained silent, studying everything with her hidden eyes. Her lips weren't curved in a mischievous smile, but it seemed like she wouldn't be getting any wishes. It was frustrating…but perhaps she'll find that man along one of these Singularities and have him suffer some more.

"...I will join. It'll be quite adventurous with Atalanta here."

"Hmph, Medea, it seems you're plotting something. I don't care, leave our Masters out of it."

Everyone smiled, their decisions unified, and now it was time to take back the future that was lost!

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<i>Fate/OMAKE: A Race?</i>

"So, Atalanta, what do you think about your Master?"

"Why the question, Medea? You can't have him," Atalanta responded with a hint of possessiveness.

"Oho! You've already staked your claim? That was fast. Did he beat you in a foot race?" Medea's words earned silence from Atalanta. The Huntress seemed to glitch, her mind buzzing with static.

"Oh. Atalanta, Medea, food is ready!" Mars waved from down the hall. "I'll-"

"Enough of that! Master, we're going to race!"

"Eh? But-"

"I'm not taking no for an answer. I will eat those delicious Cinnamon Buns you make!"

Mars gasped. "You wouldn't!"

The smirk that Atalanta gave Mars was all he needed to know. He had no say in the matter.

"Okay, fine. I get a headstart…"

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<i>AN: I decided to do that short Omake, as I've seen most other stories do. It was my first, which will improve with time. So, there's not much with this chapter, just the general dialogue and getting the Servants caught up on what's happening.</i>

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Since we hit more than 10 Powerstones, I will have a double upload ready for tomorrow. Thanks for all the support this week! </i>

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I managed to pull Okita Alter (And Rengoku). My life is complete. If you want to add me on FGO NA, here's my code once again —-- 213,326,555</i>

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<i>Thanks for reading!</i>