Chapter Seven: Class Assassin

Shirou POV

My fears had been tossed aside I was calm and focused my mind was of steel the moment Kanshou and Bakuya were about to strike the crimson assassin down when it suddenly leapt into the air landing behind me. 

The sounds of a gun being cocked reached my ears and before I knew it the crimson assassin unleashed an endless rain of bullets, I try to move but something tells me that I don't need to worry about the bullets. 

So, I stood still as the bullets hit my back I didn't feel any sort of pain like I expected "bullet proof treatment huh," I muttered feeling a sudden does of information enter my mind. 

I turned around to face the Crimson Assassin once more getting into close combat with this thing was a no go since it would most likely retreat and keep its distance away. 

In that case then "hruah!" I grunted tossing both the married blades before projecting another set and tossing them as well the assassin dodges all two sets with such speed and swiftness that reminded me of a cockroach. 

Once again, the assassin pulled out it's blades only this time when the married blades came around to bisect him, he slashed them shattering them without much effort but what he didn't account for was me appearing in front of him while he was distracted. 

I could see the man's eyes for the first time since our battle his gaze was familiar to me for some reason I could read the emotions of pride, fear, and something else I could not quite make out as the light in his eyes went completely still. 

"Twin Overedge," I chanted out striking the overedge version of Bakuya towards the assassin's abdomen the strike lands true next I swung my leg. 

'Reinforce' I instinctively chanted strengthening the power of my leg the assassin barely even had time to even react as my foot slammed itself into his wounded abdomen causing a wince of pain to escape its lips. 

The enemy flew back crashing into the duplicate wall of Ryuudou Temple dust covered the area due to the impact cautiously I approached keeping both of the overedge blades ready at all times. 

That was a mistake though because in a sudden flash of speed the crimson Assassin suddenly appeared in front of me slashing the overedge form of Kanshou causing it to shatter without effort or resistance. 

I swung Bakuya in response hoping to cut his head off but with flexibility that I've never before the enemy cartwheeled out of the way. 

The Assassin swiftly pulled out another fire arm this time it was a Thompson Contender the same one that 'he' used to kill Tohsaka Rin.

Without any hesitation the servant fired my instincts screamed at me of the danger that would come if I let that bullet hit me. 

Using reinforcement, I jumped away from it but it seemed like this was what the Assassin planned for as it suddenly appeared next to me like a ghost, I am given no time to even trace a new pair of swords. 

The Assassin swung its steel combat knife slashing then reappearing with another slash if I had to describe it, I would say it was like pain inflicted by a thousand blades blood escapes from my mouth at this rate I could actually die I thought with fear.

The wall of steel had shattered and all those feelings of fear and adrenaline came rushing back through me. 

Suddenly the static returned I understood his words now more memories and blueprints to weapons that I've never encountered before filled my mind. 

I push the memories down behind steel once more in order to focus "M-my body is made of swords!" I declared what this did was effectively turn my body into swords rather than increase the speed and quality of my projection. 

Assassin's knife shattered against my body the wounds I had attained from his attack were stitched back together then I dismissed it returning my body back to normal flesh "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝," I chanted. 

The first time I twisted these weapons pain was all I felt but now that I understood it was easy to reforge the married blades into a pair of guns. 

Assassin zig zags around me wielding a different kind of knife one that severed and bound anything that it came into contact with. It was a weapon of a reaper that had killed many magi it had now been added to the bl҉a҉d҉e҉w҉o҉r҉k҉s҉. 

"Trace Volley!" I exclaimed calling upon as many blades as I could before launching them all at the Assassin who was able to still dodge most of them with his incredible speed. The key word being most for some of the other nameless swords had managed to wound him in some areas. 

A blueprint for a certain spiraled sword is brought forth to my mind "Trace On," I incanted carefully reproducing the sword of Fergus Mac Roich.

 Then I twisted it into a bullet "𝐌𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬...𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐠!" with that I launched the broken bullet at the distracted enemy. 

The Crimson Assassin didn't even have a chance to use his incredible speed to dodge it was impossible with all the swords being spammed right at him and then having a broken phantasm coming right at him with speeds that surpassed its own instinct and ability. 

The broken bullet collided with the Crimson Assassin, ripping straight through his armor and completely blew his chest apart causing its blood to splatter like rain. 

I close my eyes letting the steel wall collapse back down the feelings of fear, nervousness, and overwhelming adrenaline surfaced through my body once again. 

 I began to walk towards the enemy's corpse to see if it was really dead or not but the Assassin laid unmoving causing me to sigh with relief.

Thank God it's over I though collapsing right beside the corpse there I laid staring at the purple sky aimlessly I was just so tired. 

Then I felt it the Assassin's blade was nearby my throat I gulped looking up at the barely alive servant "huff huff your still alive," I whispered with despair my fists clenched angrily. 

It said nothing merely gazing at me I wish I could know what it was thinking "so are you just going to keep staring at me or what?" I questioned with a hoarse voice. 

The blade moved but not down my neck "yo-you're going to kill yourself?!" I exclaimed with wide eyes seeing the servant reverse the grip of his blade towards himself. 

My eyes search it's this time I can see his emotions again confliction and...regret then he stabbed himself ending himself for real this time. 

My shoulders shook"ahahahahahaha!!!" I burst out laughing I was this close to death this fucking close "hahahaha!" I really do hate my shitty luck I thought. 

His body disappeared leaving another card behind my fingers reached down numbly gripping the card with hollow eyes "I am so..tired," I whispered. 

The world begins to collapse, and I find myself back in the real world the rain was still there drenching my clothes "Uninstall," I murmured which made the black archer card exit out from my chest. 

I took it placing it in my right pocket where the Assassin card was and then very slowly, I got up from the ground with a slight wince and started making my way back to the front entrance of the Ryuudou temple. 

The walk was agonizing but I eventually made it to where entrance stairs was lifting my foot, I took a few gentle steps down trembling slightly with each one I took "Fuck!" I cursed collapsing forward. 

"Shirou!" a familiar voice calls out to me, but I see nothing but a world of endless swords and then there was only darkness. 

-end of chapter seven- 

Sorry I didn't post the chapter on Friday the scheduled chapter didn't post because I forgot to publish so my bad guys.