Heir of Uruk

An :it's only technically a crossover.. More like fairy tail with elements of fate franchise..

Disclaimer :I don't own fate series nor fairy tail.

Chapter one.

The rays of the sun reflected beautifully from the gildend towers of the first city.

The majestic houses with their great columns and broad roads left in awe anyone who would see the ancient city, its beauty unmatched by any construction of man, and its tall imposing walls that circled the city gave an impression that a giant wings of some kind, protected the city

The golden city of Uruk, the first city of man was a magnificent place like no other, the people of the city were muling around in their business, living their life in prosperity, no more did they had the fear of the king in their heart, no more did the king assaulted those who he wished doing as he wanted.

It all happened several years ago, when a wild woman came into the life of the king, she was the only person in the world who could match the golden king Gilgamesh.

She became the first person who the great king saw as a friend, and for the last three years his love and wife.

This was queen Enkidu, the queen of Uruk, from the day of her arrival she changed the king taming his thought to be untame nature.

And now the city was prospering under the king and queens guidens, and today was a day to behold for the kingdom, as a child was born to the king, a heir to the mighty kingdom of Uruk.

But none of them could see the dark clouds gathering above the skys.

In the great golden palace, in a large room an entire entrouge of people were present, most of those people were wearing traditional magi clothes, with the mythical eye as their sign on the back.

In the corner of the room a little crib was standing, on it a little child slept, his yet-to-grow hair black as the deep of the night.

But right now, all of those people did not pay attention to the sleeping child, they didn't even glance towards his crib, no right now all of those magi had a much deeper concern. The magi were circiling the large poster bed , the occupant of which was ironically the only person who concernd right now about the young child.

The occupant of the bed was a beautiful woman, she had a soft look on her face which were even more pronaunced in her beautiful sharp black eyes. The woman's skin was pale, much more than was healthy which was a sharp contrast to her deep midnight black hair.

This was the queen Enkidu, and she was deathly ill, the concerned looks on the magis faces were enough evidence to that, but the queen knew was not surprised at all, her fears confirmed even more by the fact that none of the magi could find the reason for her illness.

Her eyes drifted towards the man near her bed, he was tall and strong, his body muscular and lean, his hair was spiky blonde, but his eyes...his beautiful crimson eyes were full of sadness, oh how it pained her to see him in that state.. And to know there is nothing she could do to ease his pain, her heart went out to him and her little Akiya, who apperantly will have to grow without a mother. Weakly she moved her hand toward her husband and he hurriedly came to her bed and held her hand, his eyes full of grief.

"Gil" she said slowly, her voice horas, "you know what the future holds toward us... You know what should be done" she said slowly, her voice weak and every word took a visible effort on her face.

The man nodded slowly "yes..." he said "I will do what is necessary, preparations had already taken place, the project is underway".

A small smile appeard on her tired face "thank you Gil... You (cough) and Akiya are my most precious people in the world.. Promise me (cough) you will take good care of him"

A tear fell freely from the feared monarchs eye "of course En.. You don't have to tell me.. He is my son too after all" his voice was pained and his body posture was weak unbecoming of a monarch.. But right now it was the last thing on his mind.

"thank you Gil... I am sorry... I love you.." she coughed deeply "I will be waiting for you... Goodbye Gil" she finished weakly as her eyes started to close, when the monarch suddenly lowered himself and deeply kissed his dying wife "wait for me... My love" he said as tears poured unchecked from his eyes.

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"Aki" a voice came from the shadows, as a young boy turned around with a great smile on his face.

The boy was small, slim but slightly muscled.. He was no older than seven years old, his deep black eyes and equally black hair were meshing together with his black clothes.

As the boy looked at the owner of the voice.. A voice he couldn't live without.. The voice... Came from a tall blonde man who had a broad smile on his face.. His father the king of Uruk Gilgamesh.

"father!" the boy cried cheerfully as he ran into his father's embrace while smiling.

"Akiya" his father's voice was amused "I told you many times already about the correct way to great your monarch" he chasiteted lightly.

A slight giggle came from the young prince "but father you also told me that in private I can call you how I want" he pouted.. Annoyed by his father's smirk... That was a regular acurance between the two and they were clearly enjoying it both.

But today was a special day... Today the young prince was deemed old enough to start his magecraft training... His blade training was already underway the prince was discovered to be be a genius swordsman not unlike his brilliant mind.. Truly a gift to the royal bloodline.

But although his majesty was indeed a gifted magus he was not the best... There was those who surpassed him and they will be the tutors of the young prince.

One of them was the man who entered behind the king, he was an old man with a short and neatly trimmed white beard, the man Master Balashi was a man rumored to be over one hundred years old, but even so his walk was brisk and his body strong like a thirtee years old.

Balashi was the most famous magus in all of Uruk and to be his student was a great honor.

The old man went past the young prince, his face doesn't even give a glance to the child, as his mouth was muttering some sort of incantation.

When he finally reached the middle of the room, he stopped near a stone circle in the which was constructed in the middle of the room, strange symbols and signs were engraved upon the stones, as he took a place near one of the standing stones the old magus motioned to the young prince to come closer.

The later obeyed wordlessly as he went into the very center of the stone circle.

Standing there, his eyes focused, his body posture exited he fished out a small dagger which he used to slash his hand, letting a steady stream of blood to fall from the limb.

The old magus nodded with satisfaction, as he started to chant " blood the essence of life.. Energy of the soul, show your presence and power, your greatness and life. Four elements conjunct together, through these stones, fire which scortches the earth which blotters the water which creates air to breathe, which strengthen the fire and so on to an endless cycle.. Through your eternal cicle show this which is yours.. Open the truth of the soul... "his voice boomed with the last word, as all the four standing stones erupted in light, and the blood was sucked into them, the first to dimm was the earth, next the wind, the water came right after, but to the surprise of all those standing there.. The fire stone dimmed as well.

The prodigy had no affinity to the four base elements, the old sage looked worried.. If the boys origin was something uncommon it would be quite the conundrum, when to his surprise the stone floor itself began to glow... This has never happened before... As suddenly a great light... Which turned dark a second later as it started to swirl around the boy... Changing when it finally materialized as something unusual, the thing as this was the only way the old man could describe it as it was not a sword or blade... Nor was it an axe.. It looked like a long spiral drill with a dull tip, it was not sharp whatsoever... And it color had was pitch black... Like the heart of the abyss... While it's energy... It hummed around itself and the boy in front of it... It's energy glowed darkly... And he felt as if he found what he was looking for his entire life... He did not know what exactly was it... But it called him.. Beckoned him to come... To obey...

But the one who was truly speechless was the blonde king.. His red orbes where glowing with shock as he looked at the thing only he recognized... The only weapon.. If it's can be called that.. That was on par with Ea... The twin of his sword.. Ur... Which means Origin. The power of the primordial light... The light which mere mortals can only see as darkness..

Akiya stood calm, as his hand moved towards the glowing weapon... As his hand touched it a word... No a sensation came to his mind... It was not a word as it was more ancient than words... But if he would have to describe it with words... The closest word he could was Ur.. Origin.. The blade who saw the origin.. No embodied the origin of the world... As powerful as Ea... If not more so...

Slowly he went out of the circle, his eyes glowing with power, as the energy around him crackled, slowly he looked toward his father, his eyes full of hope, his answer was his father running towards him hugging him with a huge smile on his face.

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The room was glowing with ethereal glow, coming from the hundreds of stone columns which were scribbled with an array of different symbols glowing in multitude of colors.

In the middle of the room, near the great structure where hundred of magi were running around.. Two people were easily noticible.. One was an older man with a blonde hair some streaks of white were appearing on his sides, he was clad in a majestic golden armor.. His red eyes were full of mirth.. Even as a hubhint of sadness was hiding behind them.

The other was a lad of sixteen years, clad in black clothes his black long hair falling softly on his shoulders, unlike his father his expression was hard.

"father... It's impossible and you know it" he said darkly "you were chasing this dream for years now... It's won't work... You won't be able to change anything" he finished his face in a scowl.

The man just shook his head "you will see Akiya... It will work.. It must" his voice was full of hope.

"if you say so father.." the boy sighed deeply, as he turned around to walk out of

The chamber, when his father's voice stopped him "Akiya..." he said slowly "tomorrow is your seventeenth birthday" he took a deep and shaky breath "tomorrow you will finally become a man... And I have a gift for you, a great gift worthy of you" he finished.

The boy bowed to his father "thank you Abum" he said with a broad smile as he came closer and hugged his father.

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An hour after the party.. Which was basically the boy showing his prowess with blade and the arcane, he moved before his father, falling to his knee, under the stares of the nobles and the gasping crowd.

"Abum" he said.. Looking at the king "please give me your blessing as I come into adulthood" the boy was speaking a well rehearsed text but it was obvious he was saying it from the heart.

The king Gilgamesh, sitting on his golden throne, in his right hand a golden scepter, got up, a real smile on his feauters he turned to the crowd "does anyone here believes my sons performance was insufficient?" his red eyes scanning dangerously through the crowd as if he dares anyone to interfere, when no one objected the king continued this time turning to his son " I King Gilgamesh.. The king of Uruk and the protector of the lands here by give you my blessing as your Abum I bless you for going into adulthood, may your life be bright" he took a deep breath before he continued to the surprise of the crowd "as your king I here by bless you and acknowledge you as Akiya of Uruk the rightful heir to the throne" he said dramatically as the crowd caught their breath "as a token of the post you are given this crown as a sign of status" the king took a golden box from a servant and opened it within it resided a stunning black silver crown with black onyxes.

The boy bowed to his father again as the crown was placed gently on his head.

If the crowd thought this was all, they couldn't be any more wrong, as the king opened his hand and a golden small blade appeared in his hand, Akiya gasped.. He knew what was this blade the key of Babylon, his deep black eyes were wide like saucers.

"as the protector of the land I a acknowledge you Akiya prince of Uruk! as a protector of the land.. As a recognition I am giving you this key of Babylon.. May its might serve you well" the king said.. His face serious.

"Abum... I don't.. I don't know what to say.." the boy was surprised.. There was no other emotion in him right now.

And he was quite content as just looking at his father... His eyes filled with gratitude.

When suddenly somone from the crowd called "all hail Akiya of Uruk, the rightfull heir to the throne and protector of the realm!"

"all hail Akiya of Uruk" came the reply of the overexited people of Uruk.

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Gilgamesh was sitting on his throne.. His red eyes resting upon the young man in front of him, his son, his heir.

Clad in his usual black clothes Akiya was standing in front of the king, a table between them.

Around the table a group of around twenty men were standing, their faces worried, their eyes full of fear, but the hard looks on their futures were full of determination...

"so the northern border has fallen" the king's voice was deep, dark and strong.

"yes Your majesty" the man who spoke was a middle aged man, with brown eyes and dark military short hair, the sigil on his clothes living no doubt about his rank, a general " but although we lost the border we dealt the so called 'gods'" he spat the last word as if it was a curse "a heavy blow... They lost a great deal of soldiers and now it will take them time to regroup before they will marsh on the capital" he finished briskly.. His voice laced with hatred and anger.

Akiya nodded grimly as he pondered about the events of the last three months, it all started actually at the day his mother died... His father was angry apparently and cursed the so called gods of Uruk for taking the life of his love.

It was then that he swore to find a way to combat the diseases, his royal command was to the magi to find an answer to the great power of those creatures who lorded over them for millennia.

Gilgamesh concluded that the creatures... As he refused to call them gods when they were nothing more than powerful creatures... Were scared of humanity so much that they used the diseases and started wars to not let the humans grow to powerful... But no more.. It took them sixteen years to find a solution... Sixteen years in which he prepared for invasion from the monsters..

Creating his army's of heroes... Trained and equipped with the most powerful magical weapons he was able to give them... An army of twenty thousand strong.. An army to knock those monsters from their pedestal.

And now... Three months after the beginning of the invasion.. The war was in its fullest as the two races fought for domination and the right to live peacefully.. But although the creatures were underestimating their foes which blown royaly to their face.. They were still able to conquer a vast land even if they were crawling like snails.

And now... The northern border had fallen.. The last point of defense excluding the capital... Akiya sighed... This was a war far beyond what they prepared for... But here they had the last two thousand soldiers... And here the final battle will be fought.. The creatures had loosed a lot of their strongest but the war was now closing on Uruk itself.

"we will be ready... It is time to end that" the voice of the golden king was deep and strong, his hands clenched the grips of the throne "we have no other choice"

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The sun was covered by the dark clouds.. Thunders thundered as lightning fell from the sky, the smell of death was strong... Hundred of corpses were lieing on the ground their blood soaking into the ground.

But although none of the natural sunlight was able to pull through the thick horde of clouds, the battlefield was far from dark.. On the contrary the entire scene was illuminated by the great fire which was raging on the streets of the once great city of Uruk.

The great walls were breached and corpses of children and women were littering the ground.

In the middle of the battlefield, a group of people were fighting, all of them were clad in silver armor with enchanted silver swords in their hands, around them a huge amount of monsters were lieing dead, killed by the most elite war force Uruk had. Amidst of them was standing Gilgamesh in his golden armor as chains sprouted out of thin air holding suspended what looked light an old man, with a long white beard, Enki the lord of mischief and magic, master of the earth was captured by the great chains of Enkidu which byby their nature were growing stronger the more divine the being held.

Gilgameshs face held no shroud of sympathy, his eyes glowing with hatred, a sneer on his face.

"well Gil" the old man spoke slowly... "you have me bound.. Defeated.. But what will it give you.. Your kingdom is lost you better surrender." he said with a glowing smile.

The monarch didn't even dignify the monster with a reply, instead his hand moved up bringing forth his strongest weapon Ea.

The old mans eyes bulged... He knew exactly what this blade was capable of... Not even mentioning the dreaded Enuma Elish.

Struggling to free himself he tried to stir, call upon his powers... But the damn chain just became stronger...Holding him tighter..

Without a word the legendary tool was stabbed into the old man's heart, making him gulp as his life force vanished together with his heart which instead of being stabbed, disappeared as if it was never there.. Before he was able to say anything the blade swished at his head.. Decapitating him..

"we should retreat to the castle!" the king called his soldiers.. "move, retreat!".

Without hesitation the legion retreated into the castle, the last bastion of the kingdom of Uruk.

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"father!" the black haired boy rushed to the older man "we should strengthen our defenses... The enemy is sure to attack soon enough!" his voice was controlled but it was obvious by his body language that he was distressed... The kingdom had fallen..

"General Dumuzi" the old king called the General to himself "preper the defenses... I have something I need to do first" he said as the general bowed and hurried to do as he was told.

"Akiya" the king's voice was soft and at the same time urgent "come with me... There is still something we must do" he said as he started to walk towards the deepest sanctions of the palace, the young prince right behind him.

They walked in silence, their moves fast and efficient, until they came to the large room which contained the weird stone floor with tens of standing stones.

The runes were glowing more powerful than ever, as they came closer Gilgamesh stopped in his tracks and turned to his bewildered song "Akiya... You are to use the portal.. It is still experimental... So I don't know where you will end up... But one thing I know for sure" he sighed deeply " it will put you far from the hands of those monsters".

The young prince was horrified "I can't leave you father!" he said frantically "what about Uruk? I am a protector of the land father!"

"Uruk is doomed Akiya... There is nothing we could do about it... But the so called gods have lost too... They are finished" he said darkly, and seeing the bewildered look on his sons face he continued his explanation "most of them are dead... Those who aren't.. Are too weak... After I will destroy their last great lords the rest ifof them would be destroyed by the other pantheons... So you see Akiya... Even if we lost... Our revenge is completed too"

The boy stood there, his eyes teary "but... It's my duty!" he said warmly... Fighting the tears back "why only me?" he asked in pain.

"no Akiya.. Your duty is to follow your kings orders! And right now I order you to use the gate... You are the heir of Uruk.. While you alive Uruk is alive!" suddenly the man hugged him with such power that despite his strength Akiya felt himself crushing.

" I love you Akiya... Forgive me "he said as tears streamd through his eyes freely.

" I love you too father... But.. No I can't... "but before he could finish, his father uddenly shoved him forward at the glowing gate" forgive me Akiya... I will be waiting for you on the other side "he said smiling" live! ".

Akiya felt himself pushed back into the glowing gate, the last thing he saw was his father.. With Ea in his hand moving frantically out of the chamber.

" no! Father! "he cried before the light of the gate engulfed him, it's power crushing him.

Explosion.. And he blacked out.

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With a slight grown, his eyes opened slowly, his head hurt and he felt his entire body aching as if some idiot magus tried a new experimental spell on him.

The first thing he noticed was the thick woods around him, they were so dence that they nearly blocked the rays of light completely, also the trees were none of the kind he knew from back home.

Home.. Uruk..

Those words ignited his memory, making him remember all that transpired.. The war, the death, the burning houses of Uruk.. And his father... Tears appeared in the young prince eyes.. His shoulders slumped as the meaning of the events finally caught with him.

He fell to his knees, shoulders shaking, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Abum..." he whispered his voice hollow... His body trembled.. "father...".

Despair was swelling within him... Pain in his chest as the final words he heard from his father came back to him.

While you are alive.. Uruk is alive.

He understood the meaning of those words... While he is alive the monsters never truly won... The royal line of Uruk still existed... Much good it does to him now that he cannot even return.

Sitting there on his knees, on the soft grass, Akiya didn't even feel the passage of time... Engrossed in his pain as he was.

But finally something caught his attention.. And it was not his rumbling stomach... Rather it was a spike of prana not far from where he was.. Much as he thought he should have died on the battlefield it did not mean he would let himself die now... Not when he is the last person from Uruk to still walk probably.

With caution, he moved forward, feeling the prana rushing through the forest... It became stronger the further he walked.

He walked until he came to a small clearing in the middle of the woods.. And what he saw froze him in his place.

The scene in front of him was definitely taken out of Enkis crazy mind and would've definitely scared any normal human... Fortunately for him he was in no way normal.

There, in the middle of the clearing a monster was standing, it was huge with hooves, with long mane like silver hair, and two claws sprouting from its head, the huge creatures eyes were burning with purple fire.

But what truly stopped him in his place was what in front of the monster, as in front of it a girl was standing wearing the weirdest attire he ever saw - which was just a proof he was in a different world - consisting of some sort of sleeveless red shirt-dress and a hand warmers on her ankles, her hair was silver and short.

At first he couldn't understand why was she standing there with her hands spread.. Until he saw another girl lieing behind her... This girl was definitely injured with most likely a broken hand and some ribs probably, she had the same silver hair as the other girl although hers was longer and in a ponytail... And her clothes... Well suffice to say that they were nothing alike to the attire of women back home.

"sisters" he concluded when he saw the great monster below a scream of rage as his hand shut out towards the standing girl.

With horror Akiyas body acted like a well oiled machine, as his own hand snapped forward "Enkidu!" he called the chains of his mother, and they obeyed.. The familiar rifts in the fabric of the universe were opened so fast that the monsters hand was unable to connect his strike as instead his entire body was captured by the great chains - which for some odd reason were black - and restrained.

A sigh of relief escaped the young prince's mouth as he moved forward, a blade in hand.

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Mirajane felt her heart beating rapidly as fear engulfed her heart as she cursed herself... Why did she act so arrogantly... Tears started to stream through her eyes as she saw her sister standing there in front of her rampant brother shielding her.. Her.. Trying to talk him out of his possession... But Mirajane knew it was impossible... She hated herself...hated her weakness... Her arrogance "damn it!" she cursed.. If anything will happen to her sister...

To her horror the beast... No, her brother suddenly belowed as he swong his hand towards Lissana, horror filled her... Automatically her eyes closed but she made them stay open as the hand came an inch from her angel sister's face,

"no!" she screamed in horror.

When suddenly, out of nowhere something weird happened... It was as if the fabric of the universe itself had been ripped off.. And from the multitude of holes dark chains appeared moving at such a speed she couldn't even see them.. But what she did saw made her heart jump... Her brother... Still in his monstrous transformation was bound by the chains... And no matter how much he struggled they didn't even budge.

Relief appeared on her face, as it washed through her entire body... Lissana was standing there... Her eyes huge and it was obvious she was in shock... But whether it was bevbecause her near death or save Mira didn't know.

Suddenly she saw a young man running towards them, and as his hand moved the same holl in reality appeared... From there a long blade came... At first it looked like what the cursed redhead Erza used... But on a second glance it was really different.. Erza was keeping her weapons in a magical dimensions... But this looked as if the reality itself shatterd as the gateways appeared...

It was then that she suddenly caught the danger her brother was in... As the boy ran with inhuman speed towards him.

"no!don't! "

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Akiya lunched himself like a bullet towards the monster...a black nameless sword appeard in his hand... As he came towards the monster he lifted the blade when a scream pierced the night.

"no! Don't!" putting his leg forward he halted in his tracks as the injured girl tried to stand up.

Akiya did not understand...Just a moment ago the girl's sister was nearly crushed by the monster... And now she is trying to stop him from killing the monster.. What the heck?... Speaking of which why did the two girls even come here to begin with... The only thing that would explain... Suddenly Akiyas eyes litted with understanding "a curse" he said.

The girl stopped to a halt "please don't kill him!" she said desperately... It was ibvobvious she could barely stand.

Akiya was surprised... He somehow could understand the girl... But she was definitely not speaking Sumerian.. Hmm maybe it had something to do with the powerful magic in the air...

" tell me girl" he said "why should I spare the life of this beast?" he asked, his eyes not leaving the monster for a moment.

"my brother... Magic... Needs help" she said slowly, every word a toll on her hurt ribs.

"as I suspected..." he said "lie down girl... You are hurt.. Let me break the curse... But to all seven hells! Why did you try to break the curse alone!? Two inexpirienced girls shouldn't have try to do that alone!" his voice was full of anger... And he missed the angry tick which appeared on the girl as he said inexpirienced.

" you.. Can help? "she asked hopefully.

" I think so "without any other word he stood before the monster, still struggling to break from the chains.

" you aren't really intelligent are you? "he asked mockingly, his hand moved up as the glow appeared again.. Brining forth a small curved and... Blunt dagger.

Miras eyes widdend, what did the boy planning? She wondered.

To her surprise the black haired boy just approached her brother and gently touched him with the dagger, mouthing something.

At first it looked like nothing happened, but a second later a great light engulfed Elfman... And when it subdued, chained there was Elfman unconscious.

The boy snapped his fingers and the chains vanished, the boy left Elfman and kneeled near her "you need medical attention.. I am no healer but I can definitely do first aid, my name is Akiya of Uruk by the way.. Yours?" he asked gently.

The silver haired girl took a deep breath "Mirajane... Mirajane Strauss".

End of chapter 1.