The title of Grand Saber was nothing but that, a title, until tonight.
She walked the hallways, before coming across a mysterious, blonde person of great beauty. They said they were a new Servant of the Chaldean Master’s, but after the death of her son and the attempted murder of another Master, the faerie queen was skeptical. They turned to her with a smile on their face, one that didn’t betray any emotion.
On the surface, this Servant seemed normal. A Rider class, with a decent amount of power, though not as much as some of the stronger Chaldean Servants. They seemed content, sipping languidly at a glass of wine and mingling with other guests. That is, until they spotted Vivian.
“Ah, Lady Vivian.” They greeted, their pale blue eyes shining with life. “It is nice to see you about. I heard about what happened to your son, my deepest condolences.”
Vivian said nothing, letting her sword appear in her hand. The guest speaking and the ones they were talking to looked alarmed, and they attempted to back away after seeing the expression on the faerie queen’s face. She didn’t give them the chance to escape.
She ran them through with her blade, splattering blood all over the floor and her elegant dress. A look of shock was on their face as their head slumped down, looking at their chest. Vivian had stabbed the blonde directly through the heart. There was nothing but silence, until a shrill laugh pierced the air.
“So, you’ve figured me out? How astute of you. Or perhaps it was a little insect I should have squashed?”
Vivian withdrew her blade quickly, before going back in for another stab. The blonde simply smiled with blood dripping from their lips, narrowly avoiding the blow.
The blonde’s clothes melted into robes, and beautiful white wings erupted from their back. Their laughter echoed through the ballroom, before flapping their wings. Wind in the room kicked up as they gained distance from the angry Saber.
“I am Beast. Judgement, if you wish to know my true name. I seek the end of all life.” Their smile was haunting, their once blue eyes shifted to a sickening red. Everything about this screamed danger, but Vivian was still ready to fight. “I must say, your reactions to what I’ve done were amusing. But I believe it is time to end this farce.”
“In three days time, Chaldea will be annihilated, Avalon with it. There is no escaping my sight, for my eyes miss nothing. I suggest you live as much as you can before I kill you all.”
A flash of light, and they were gone. Leaving behind a single, white feather that fluttered to the floor.