Counter guardian Shirou Emiya floated around in a void as he contemplated how unfair, cruel, and absolutely stupid his life had been up until now. He had been summoned into the Holy Grail war by his former girlfriend with the goal of collecting and winning said item. He, on the other hand, wanted to go and kill his past self in the hopes that he would be able to delete himself from existence and be free from being a counter guardian.

Unfortunately, he ended up sacrificing his life instead and found himself back in the waiting room for counter guardians. A space outside of time that no human could step foot in.

"Where did I go wrong?" Shirou muttered as he floated around aimlessly. "Even after all these years my luck hasn't even improved a bit." He let out a bitter laugh. "I guess that'll never change."

"Now, now, don't think like that." A voice sounded, causing Shirou's trained instincts to go on high alert.

"Who's there? Alaya! Is that you!" Shirou yelled out into the void, earning a chuckle in surprise.

"My boy, don't you think Alaya is a girls name? I don't sound anything like a woman." The voice responded with a hint of amusement and mirth. Suddenly, a shape appeared in a flash of light, causing Shirou to avert his eyes in response. When he looked at who had appeared, he suddenly turned very pale.

"Shit..." Shirou cursed as he eyed the old man in front of him. He may have looked old, but the dangerous gleam in his eyes and the amount of magic radiating off of him gave a different impression.

"Hello there, shirou! It sure has been a while, hasn't it?" The old man greeted with a grin as he spread his hands like he wanted a hug. Shirou, on the other hand, looked like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Nooooo! Stay back! Get away from me, Zelretch!" Shirou screamed like a little girl as he tried to float away from the old wizard marshal. "Alaya! Where the hell are you! Save meeeeee!"

Zelretch pouted. "Oi! Stop trying to alert her. Do you know how hard it was for me to bypass her and find you here?"

Shirou paused. "Eh? You're looking for me?"

The wizard sighed. "You haven't gotten wiser." He muttered with a shake of his head before his cheery smile appeared back on his face. "Anyways, I came here to tell you some great news! I have chosen you for a very special job!"

"Nooooooo!" Shirou screamed as he pointed an accusing finger. "I've seen what happened to your little 'helpers' and I have no intention of turning out like them!"

"Relax. It's honestly not that hard." Zelretch sighed as he rubbed his gloved hands. "I promise you won't go insane... or burnt, fried, frozen, or any other of those nasty stuff." The wizard said with a wave of his hand. "You called yourself a hero, right? Well, there just so happens to be a place in need of saving, so I'm calling on you."

Shirou scowled. "I'm no hero. I gave that up a long time ago."

"But where I'm going to be sending you, it could happen." Zelretch said with a twinkle in his eye. "It'll also help that I'll be able to tear you away from Alaya. You wouldn't have to live the life of a counter guardian ever again."

Shirou's eyes widened. Release from being a counter guardian? Sign him up! He may have been afraid of the old wizard marshal, but he knew that the man was powerful enough to do whatever the hell he wanted. Plus, he hated Alaya with a passion. Getting away from her? That was the reason why he tried to kill his younger self, after all.

"Alright." He said after a moment of thought. "You've got me. Where the hell are you sending me?"

The dangerous grin almost made him regret his decision. Almost. "A magical place called Remnant. It's not on earth so Alaya won't have any power over you there. I'll explain it to you when we get there."

"Eh?" Shirou grunted with a confused look. "Not on earth? You can do stuff like that?"

"I'm the wielder of the second magic, kid. Nothing is impossible." Zelretch boasted with a grin. Suddenly, the entire space seemed to shake and everything seemed to ripple like a pebble being dropped in water. "There's not much time. Alaya has sensed my presence and is beginning to intervene. Shirou, grab my hand!"

Normally, shirou would have pointed out how weird that was, but he didn't argue. He stretched his hand forward and grasped Zelretch's gloved one. Zelretch muttered something under his breath and the two of them disappeared in a colorful rainbow light.

They reappeared in a lush forest and Shirou immediately collapsed onto the ground as the dizziness overwhelmed his senses and took away the feeling of his legs on the ground.

"Stand up, shirou." Zelretch ordered with an amused grin. "Don't tell me you're that dizzy after only one ride."

"Shut up, old man." Shirou groaned as he stood himself up with a little bit of effort. "So... we're not on gaia anymore?"

"Yup." Zelrect answered with a popping sound. "Alaya isn't here either. Even if there are humans here, the collective will hasn't manafested. Gaia is also here, but the planet has long since died out. You don't have to worry about getting pulled back for counter guardian duty."

Shirou breathed a sigh of relief. "Great. But you did say that there were some different things about this world?"

Zelretch stroked his beard. "Hm... yes. I'll just give you a run down on the basics." He cleared his throat. In this world, there is no such thing as magic like the ones you and I use. here, they use a substance called 'dust' to perform similar feats."

Shirou frowned. "So... I won't be able to use magic in this world?"

Zelretch grinned. "Try it. Go ahead and trace a blade. I'm sure you'll be surprised." Shirou frowned for a moment before closing his eyes in concentration. He searched his inner world: Unlimited blade works, and began tracing two of his favorite blades that he had grown accustomed to over the years.

"Trace on."

Kanshou and Bakuya appeared in his hands. A pair of swords that had a yin and yang symbol design respectively. They were married swords, and would always return back to the users hand as long as he held the other. Kinda like a married couple.

The thing about tracing was that they were always inferior. No copy, no matter how realistic or original it looked, would never be able to stand against the original. They were simply flawed.

The two swords, however, felt... complete. Which should be impossible since Gaia would reject the concept of it being the original and only allow it to remain materialized for several minutes.

But...

He wasn't on gaia anymore.

Realization dawned on Shirou's face and Zelretch's grin widened. "Yes. Gaia isn't here to refute your projections. You literally copied the original weapons down to every last detail. You may believe it's impossible, but seeing is believing."

Shirou continued to stare at his weapons in amazement. Back on earth, his magic was certainly odd but extremely versatile and powerful. Now, he was able to create perfect noble phantasms. Weapons wielded by legendary heroes themselves.

Yes... with this ability he could be the hero he always dreamed of! Of course, he knew that it would be impossible to save everyone, but he didn't have an excuse not to save someone who needed saving. He had the power to change all of that.

He grinned at Zelretch. "This is great, old man! Anything else I should know?"

Zelretch nodded. "This world is known as Remnant. The people here are much more advanced than our world, but some of them have kept to the old ways."

Shirou raised an eyebrow. "Old ways?"

"Mhm. Some of them use highly advanced weapons in the form of swords, scythes, spears. You name it, they got it. The only difference is that they are all made out of futuristic technology." His eyes gained another twinkle. "Plus, some of their weapons also function as a gun as well."

Shirou frowned. "So... like a cross between a knife and a rifle?"

"A knifle." Zelretch answered with a chuckle at his own joke before his face grew serious. "Also... just know that this place is inhabited by many dangerous creatures. I believe the people of this world call them 'grimm' if I'm not mistaken."

"Grimm?" Shirou echoed before the sound of multiple growlings caught their attention. Shifting his eyes toward the trees, shirou's jaw dropped as he saw what had made the noise.

There were five of them. Each having the mainframe of a bear. If a bear had pitch black skin, red eyes, and white spikes, it would look like the creatures right in front of him.

"These are grimm?" Shirou questioned as he raised his blades. "Meh. I've seen dead apostles worse than these."

Zelretch chuckled. "I know. Which is why I'm going to be leaving."

Shirou turned to him with wide eyes. "What?! You're not going to help me?!"

"Why should I? You've faced worse before." Zelretch said with a grin as he began to shine brightly with rainbow colored lights. "By the way, you should probably take a look at yourself. It seems that transporting you here has made some... odd effects."

Shirou blinked at that before growling. "You sly old man! Get your ass back over here!" Zelretch just grinned and disappeared with a *pop*, leaving behind a stunned shirou and several confused grimm.

"...Screw this." Shirou muttered as he hefted his blades and turned towards the grimm. "This was supposed to be a great day for me. I'm not a counter guardian. I found a new chance at life. And I also found out that being a hero in this world was a profession. But then the old man had to go and ruin my day!" He snarled, making even the Grimm back away at the savagery in his tone.

Although, the smell of anger seemed to smell well for the grimm and they all charged at once to tear apart the stories protagonist. Shirou quickly raised his blades and dodged to the side as the first grimm charged at him, slicing the beasts legs with one easy strike. The beast tumbled to the ground and Shirou hoped that it would dissuade the remaining 4 grimm, but they simply snarled and pounced towards him.

"They're like bears." Shirou muttered as he pounded Bakuya's butt straight into another grimms head, smashing it into the ground immediately while he swept his left Kanshou in an arc and eviscerated another one with a screech. He watched in fascination as the grimm dropped to the ground and began dissolving into dust and scatter in the wind.

"They turn to dust?" Shirou muttered as he looked down at his blade and saw the grimm residue rot away into dust. "Interesting." He eyed the last one that was standing and gave it a blank look as he threw Bakuya with surprising speed and impale the grimm through the head. The bear dissolved and the black blade flew back into his hand.

"This place is certainly interesting." Shirou muttered as he eyed the spots where the grimm had been. "But what did Zelretch mean that I should take a look at myself?"

He paused for a moment in thought before he let go of his blades and stuck them in the ground. He held up his right hand and created a simple glass mirror to examine himself with.

What he saw nearly made him drop it in shock.

He was younger. He wasn't the 6 foot tan magus that everyone knew him for, but he looked like his old self. Orange hair, white skin, and a handsome Japanese face that Rin and Sakura fawned over.

His clothing was still the same and seemed to have shrunken down to match his size. The only thing that was on his mind, however, was...

"How the hell did I shrink!?" Shirou yelled in annoyance as he looked upon himself. "Damn it, Zelretch! I'm never using your stupid 2nd magic ever again! You hear me? Never!"

The jump must have turned him back into a child. While the second magic also dealt with parallel worlds, it also dealt with the reversal of time. Kinda like how the 5th magic except the process was different. It was also probably how Zelretch kept himself looking like an old man instead of a shriveled up old prune.

"Ugh..." Shirou muttered as he face palmed. "It doesn't matter. Right now, I should probably get out of this forest and find myself some place to rest." He looked around. "These... Grimm might be nearby."

He grabbed his swords and set out. Thus, destroying the threads of fate for the world of huntsmen and huntresses.

Shirou hummed to himself as he swirled his wash rag around the edge of a silver cup. Satisfied, he placed it down and grabbed another one before repeating the process.

Currently, he had found himself living on this strange world for three years now and he could definitely say that he was enjoying it. Back when he was doing hero work, he was often too busy to take a meager job like this. It felt good to do something that didn't exactly have anything to do with saving lives.

What sort of job was he doing?

Bartending.

It was a humble job. Certainly one that benefitted him the most.

"You know, it always amazes me how you're able to bring in so many customers." A lady said from a nearby table as she smoked a cigarette.

Shirou sighed. "Hazel, you know smoking is bad for you, right?"

The lady cackled. "Relax. I'm not smoking anything bad. Just a little bit of dust. Nothing to be worried about." She said as she took another puff of her one-hitter. Shirou sighed and went back to washing the dishes. "And you haven't answered my question. How is it that you're able to bring in so many customers? Is it because of your looks?" She teased with a sly smile.

Shirou frowned at that. His looks? He didn't know if that really played a part in anything. He wasn't that handsome, was he?

Let it be known that shirou emiya, despite having lived through 49 years of life, still couldn't understand the desires of women. He was so oblivious that a girl could strip in front of him and he wouldn't be able to tell that they wanted him.

Ironically, it took Sakura forcing herself on him to get with her. And that was after 25 years of knowing her.

"I don't know. I wouldn't understand why." He said as he put the remaining dishes away and began scrubbing the bar in front of him.

"Oblivious as always." Hazel muttered as she stubbed out her cigarette. "If you weren't so good at attracting business I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

Shirou smiled. "We both know you don't mean that."

"That's true. I've gotten quite fond of you. I still remember the day when you turned up at my bar asking for a job." Her face took on a wistful look. "You were absolutely adorable! You were much smaller back then."

Shirou shook his head at that. "Was that the only reason you took me in?"

"Pretty much, yeah." Hazel said with a shrug as she took out a remote and turned on one of the nearby TV's that were hanging around the bar. The screen flickered on to show what remained of a crime scene that was at a nearby bank. Police sirens flashed and the camera panned towards a bunch of beat up looking men that were being moved on a stretcher into the back of an ambulance.

"Authorities have taken a group of bank robbers into custody after receiving a tip from the vigilante the public has now dubbed 'Archer'. No one knows who, or what, the vigilante is. There have not been any eyewitness reports, and he has only appeared on video cameras with his face obscure by some kind of red cloth. While most people are pleased and call this man a hero, the government thinks differently, calling this man a 'threat to society'.

Hazel whistled. "Geez. You're really causing up a ruckus."

"I'm used to it." Shirou said with a shrug. He had gone out several times and had become a sort of vigilante that goes around stopping crime. Of course, he always left them unconscious and never dead. He reserved death for those who really got underneath his skin. So far, no one has managed to do that.

"You know, if you want, you could probably join one of the local academies." Hazel suggested.

Shirou sighed. "I don't know. I already have the experience, so it'll just be a waste of time for me to go to any of the academies."

Hazel was silent for a moment before she smirked. "Perhaps Beacon? That school is only for the best of the best. Even showing up to the initiation and not passing could still be called a great honor in itself."

"I doubt the headmaster would accept me if I just simply replied. There's nothing really special on my resume, you know?" Shirou grumbled.

"Not if I have any say in the matter." Hazel said with a grin, causing Shirou to eye her with a frown.

"Come again?"

"I'm a huntress too, ya know." Hazel said with a smug smile as she stood up. "I actually know the headmaster quite well, actually. We worked together on a few missions back in my glory day."

"Your... glory days."

"Yes." Hazel said with a nod. "As one of the most experienced huntsman to ever come out of Beacon, I could recommend you to Ozpin. He's the new headmaster of Beacon ever since the last one retired. Of course, I'd only recommend you if you want me to."

Shirou was silent for a moment in thought as he went over what she said. He didn't see any reason why he shouldn't take the deal. He'd explore more of remnant, be a hero, and actually have the benefit of making friends or meeting new people.

It'll also give him a little bit more freedom. The city of Vale and Beacon weren't too far away, so he would be able to keep in touch with his adoptive mom.

Plus, he couldn't really turn his adoptive mother down whenever she asked him for something. It just wasn't in his nature.

Shirou sighed. "Alright. Sign me up."

Hazel grinned and clapped her hands. "I can't believe how fast you've grown. My little boy is heading to beacon! Oh I just know that you're going to be one of the most popular kids there! And when you finally become famous, people will remember me as the mother of the greatest huntsman to ever live!" She said with a giggle as she ran off to the backroom to go and make a call. Shirou watched her leave with an amused smile before he turned back to his work and glared at the coffee stain that had put itself on the counter.

"Gonna need more rags." Shirou muttered as he left to go find some rags.

Hey guys! I'm taking a break from my oc story and going to another story! It's a new crossover story between Fate:stay night and RWBY! In truth, I wanted to make this story first before The Savior of heroes, but I wanted to wait until Volume 3 had come out before I got started on it.

If you like it, leave a favorite and Review to tell me what you think about the story!

-baloshua