Last night shouldn't have been as surprising to Archer as it was. As someone who had fought in a Holy Grail War, he should have been ready at all times. Granted, most of that fighting had been in a game show where things went screwy and everyone was up to strange and unusual hijinks but still.

He would never forget Caster fighting in that tennis outfit…

Never.

Of course, he had been a light sleeper. Ready for anything but he had let the villain take two innocent girls. All of that under his watch. He couldn't help but hate himself. His very life's goal was to protect everyone around him. Guess he failed. Again. Sometimes he wondered if he really was becoming his young self but he had stopped asking that question a while back. He would make it up to the girls and everyone else. He wouldn't let this happen again.

Which is why he was pacing back and forth in front of Ravel's room. He needed to apologize. To set things right with her. He just had to go inside and tell her he was sorry. Tell her he would do everything he could to protect her better. His shoulders slumped. Even then, he didn't feel like it would be enough. She was still kidnapped. Saying sorry wouldn't change that.

Archer felt someone wrap their arms around his neck and press their body against him. He kept himself still. It wasn't threatening him and he had an inkling on who it was, "Kuroka?"

"Nya, is my hero in distress?" Kuroka purred into his ear. "I can help alleviate some of that~"

Archer snorted, "I don't feel like cuddling."

Kuroka frowned and quickly got in front of him. She got closer to his face, "What is worrying you? Everyone's safe and the bad guy's dead. You should be happy, you big hero."

Archer couldn't look her in the eyes, "He still kidnapped someone while I was in the room. He hurt them and I couldn't do anything."

"And then you saved them and bought time for the big mommas to come save the day," Kuroka crossed her arms, "Seems someone's being too hard on themselves."

"I am not."

Kuroka poked his nose, "Yes you are. Don't argue with your mate."

"We're not…." Archer decided to not finish that sentence because he liked 'not' being in pain. He had learned that lesson the hard way. Just let the girls talk and nod your head.

Kuroka picked up on that and smirked, "You're a fast learner. So I expect you to learn how to not be stupid and except you're a hero."

"I'm not a hero," Archer growled. That title really irked him. He couldn't remember why, but it did.

Kuroka flicked his head, causing him to flinch. "Yes you are. You're my mate. A hero. The father of my future children-"

"We haven't even dated!" Archer threw up his arms in the air in exasperation. "We at least have to date first.'

Stars appeared in Kuroka's eyes as she held her hands together, "A date? Oh Archer, nya~" She hugged him tightly to herself, "I thought you'd never ask me on a date. I accept."

"But… I didn't…" Archer sighed. He wasn't getting out of this was he?

"Now," Kuroka pushed him away towards the door. "Go talk to my rival, nya. We need to make sure she's alright."

Archer quirked an eyebrow. Did Kuroka actually care about Ravel? Were they friends now? He could only hope that was the case. "I'm glad that you-"

"Because I really need to rub it in her face I'm going on a date with you before her," a victorious expression spread itself across Kuroka's face.

Archer inwardly sighed. He wasn't going to hear the end of this. He just hoped it didn't lead to any crazy shenanigans… Okay, he knew it would but he could at least hope. That's all he could really do.

"Now let's go say hi, hero~" Kuroka pushed the door open and winked at him.

To be honest, as much as he hated it, the way she said 'hero' did stir something within him. He didn't know if it was wholesome or not yet. The two of them walked into the room. Everything looked normal and not so out of place. All of his nervousness left him as he exhaled and smiled. Ravel was okay. She was laying in her bed, reading a book.

Ravel looked over from her book and smiled. She immediately put it down and waved at them, "Hey guys. Took you long enough- WAA!"

Kuroka hadn't spared a moment to lunge forward and capture her in a large hug, "Oooh, I'm so happy my spicy chicken is safe."

Ravel scowled and waved her arms around angrily, "I'm not a spicy chicken, you dumb cat!" Kuroka just laughed and kept hugging her.

A part of Archer wanted to dip out at that moment. Let the girls have their own little moment. That thought was trampled upon the moment Kuroka opened up her mouth again.

"Come on, Archer." Kuroka looked over her shoulder and grinned like a cheshire cat, "Be a hero and give your damsel a hug~"

Ravel blushed and gulped, "H-He doesn't need to hug me. I'm fine. See? My big brother protected me."

"But you wish it was your hero, right~" Kuroka teased, poking the other girl's cheek. When her blush grew deeper, Kuroka snickered, "Nya, I was right~"

Archer sighed and walked forward, "Ravel, I'm- WHOA!"

Kuroka pulled him into the hug, "Now we're all together."

"Y-Yeah," Ravel blushed at being so close to Archer, "We are… Archer?"

"Yeah?" Archer said, just deciding to go along with it.

"Thank you," Ravel said. She twirled a piece of her hair with a finger, "For saving Rias. She's a good person and I really appreciate you saving her and being a hero."

Archer inwardly sighed. He guessed he was a real hero now. Darn it. He can't back out of this. Not when a cute girl was saying it. Curse his need to be really polite and gentlemanly to girls. "Any time."

Ravel smiled, "Yeah…"

"And now that you've said your thank yous," Kuroka pulled back and started to pull down her dress, "Let's make some kittens."

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Ravel screamed as she scooted away, blushing like mad.

Archer quickly reached up and tried his best to push her shirt up, "Now is not the time!"

"But it's the best time," Kuroka said with fervent glee, blushing with anticipation. "This is your reward for being such a good boy, nya~"

"You perverted pussycat!" Ravel jumped up to her feet and had a fireball in hand, "Get away from him."

"Nya?" Kuroka tilted her head to the side in curiosity and mischief, "And what are you going to do about it, little fire chick?"

"I'll… I'll…" Ravel blushed and shook in place as she tried to think of something, "I'll do this!" She reeled her arm back and readied herself to fire a fireball.

"Wait, I'm still~" Archer tried to call out since he was right there in front of Kuroka, holding her robe.

Kuroka jumped away, literally jumping out of the robe. He fell forward, his hair singing a bit from the fireball. Thankfully it went out before it set the room on fire. He groaned. Of course it would end up like this. Curse his luck! He didn't know what was worse. Cursed gems or fire magic being thrown his way during a catfight.

Kuroka put her thumbs in her cat ears and waved the other fingers, "Nya, nya, nya~ You're too slow to hit me, chicken~"

"I am not a chicken!

Archer sighed. This was his life now. For the life of him, he couldn't help but grin. It was new, but it still had its charms. He could live with this.


Atalanta took a sip from her cup. The three mothers had ordained a meeting between themselves. Their husbands and older children would be here later today. Their children were in their rooms as well. For now, it was just them.

"I'm still terribly sorry," Venelana's voice was rather soft, "Had I known who he was-"

"Oh stop it," Jessica snorted, "You've been apologizing non-stop ever since we sat down. You didn't know. None of us did. What matters now is that our children are safe. So quit whining."

"She is right," Atalanta nodded, "That monster came within this home without our knowledge of his true intentions. None of us are at fault. Besides, he is dead. He will never again harm our children."

"Speaking of which," Jessica smiled as she turned the conversation, "My offer is open to you. You can stay here and raise your children. I know last night was… hectic, but Ravel really cares about your kids. I do as well and you are quickly becoming something of a friend to me. Not a best friend. That's Venelana's position and she guards it fiercely."

"I do not," Venelana puffed out her cheeks, seeing a bit of humor in it and brightening up. Jessica giggled at the sight.

Atalanta thought it over. To be honest, she had nowhere to go. Raising three children in the wilderness could work, but was that what she wanted for them? No. No she did not. She had lived in the wilderness as a child herself. She wanted the best for her children. She wanted them to be happy. So she nodded, "Yes, I think I'll stay."

Jessica clapped her hands, "Wonderful. We'll make preparations for your stay. Until then, I'll have a look at our security." She stood up but her steps were wobbly, "Whoo, that bastard took a lot more out of me then I thought. I'm sometimes really glad I'm a Phenix and faced worse but still. You never quite get used to having your legs blown off."

The other two ladies winced. Jessica's body had not been a pretty picture when that Noble Phantasm had gone off. Atalanta was sure that's what it was. Her healing factor had kept her alive and less than a day later, she was mobile. It was incredibly impressive to Atalanta to see, but her heart went out to her for receiving the injury in the first place. She made herself promise to never let that happen again. She would protect her new friends and home just as she would her own children.


While everyone was calming down from the fight from last night, a mysterious figure walked about in the distance. He wore a cloak over himself although he really didn't care if people saw him. They couldn't do squat to him anyways so why should he care? Not a bit and he'd gladly kill anyone who thought otherwise.

Rizevim Livan Lucifer strolled through Gremory territory. To be perfectly honest, he would like nothing better then to spit in the face of the family who took up his name. Well only one took it up but it still was insulting. That man was nothing like his father. None of the majesty and vileness that a true Lucifer should have. Still, he wasn't going to do anything stupid. Oh he was sure he could take them but he had a plan. He was going to stick with it.

Of course, he could always use new pieces. He hated the reincarnates with a passion but his first piece had been used effectively. Now he wanted to see how it could be used on someone more… potent. His spies had sensed a powerful and malicious being here last night. Given the area of destruction, the Gremory family really wanted this person dead.

Well oopsie, he had other plans. He looked down at what was probably a devil. He couldn't be too sure. There wasn't much left outside of magical residue. Oh well. He had spiced up his pieces so it should still work with this little left of the victim. He pulled out a Bishop, "May you serve me well. If you don't, I'll just kill you again. I wonder what that's like. Dying twice. Don't plan on experiencing it myself but please do enlighten me if I get bored and bring you back a third time."

He placed the piece down and watched it unfurl. With a bright flash of magic a body appeared. Rizevim sighed when he saw it was a clown. He was never a fan of clowns. They were always too happy. Hopefully he was not bored by this one, "Arise, my-"

"Whoo-hoo," the clown jumped up to his feet. His manic grin nearly split his face, "I'm alive. Truly the greatest of days."

Rizevim blinked for a moment, focusing on the clown's face and eyes. The eyes were a gateway to the soul as some would say. He saw no soul. Just burning cruelty. He grinned. This was a true devil, "And who better to experience the joy of creation then the one who brought you back from the land of the dead."

The clown laughed, "Are we not in Hell? I thought this was the land of the dead."

"Semantics," Rizevim waved him off, "But enough of that. We have many to kill and not enough time to do so."

"Oh I disagree," the devil clown chuckled, "There's always enough time to do a bit of mischief." He stared back at the house, "And shred a few bitches to pieces."

"You can do that another time," Rizevim started to walk off, gesturing to him to follow, "For now, we have much to discuss."


Hello everyone. I know it's been a while since I've updated this story. I apologize for that. I've had a lot of things going on, with a number of stories to write, and I lost some muse for this story. Still, I wanted to publish some more chapters and I had this on the backburner. I know it's not big, but I hope you all enjoy it still.

Now, because I've been away for so long and I don't know when I'm going to publish another chapter (hopefully won't be as long) I'll go over some plans for this story.

First of all, Archer's 'harem'. To be honest, I've been thinking about this for a while. A big part of me is content with just having two girls be with Archer. The rest with Issei but I have two candidates that could work:

Rossweisse and Saber Lily.

Rossweisse because I love her and I might have an arc with Archer in the Norse realm if I get to it.

Saber Lily because I am a bit of a Saber/Archer fan (even if I like him with Sakura more).

These are just two possible ones. I might have more but I might also just stick with just Ravel and Kuroka. I really want to spend more time developing their relationships together and the bond they share. So if he does get another girl after him, if I decide to do that, it won't be for a long while.

Other things, I was originally going to switch up who saved who and have Rias saved by Riser before teaming up with Archer to stall Meph until mommas come to the picture. However, I really wanted Riser to have a redeeming hero moment for his little sister. As an older brother with a little sis myself. I felt that was more important. Still, don't worry. I don't plan on having Rias fall for Archer. At least nothing comes to mind. (Honestly, a big Rias/Issei shipper I am.)

Now onto the servants. While some people have voiced concerns about them, I'm still happy to have them as elements. However, I am going to limit it down to about a dozen or two at most. So not all servants will appear in this story. As well, outside of the Jeanne Alter, all servants with a Lily/younger form will appear in that form. So Saber Lily and the likes. Helps with possible shipping down the line as well XD. (And yes, the Jeannes will reunite with Sieg. I actually like Sieg and the pairing personally.)

Also, no Rin-Faces, Sakura-faces, or Luvia-faces. As much as I love them, Luvia especially, I can't help but feel they might overshadow other girls and again, I want to limit it. (That and Rin is a bit overused in the fanfiction/crossover sense anyways.) I love Ishtar and Eresh but this is how it's going to be.

So that's all that comes to mind. Next time I write, it'll probably be a timeskip to closer to canon. Until next time, take care. Can't wait to read your comments about what you thought of this so far.