This is a Fic set ten yrs after UBW good ending, Shiro and the gang is working as private detectives on a fictional(or maybe existing?) street in North Ireland called Apple Street. The name of the Agency is not yet titled. They go around solving mysteries and will do anything for Money. Shiro dropped out of the M.A to his own Accord while Rin, being a five star Magus, decided to follow Shirou out of the M.A. They end up in Ireland for a variety of complicated reasons which will be uncovered as the story progresses. Comments are very welcome.

Author Disclaimer: I do not own Type-Moon materials, Type Moon is a copyright property of Nasu kinoko, Anyway keep in mind that the OC's are mine (Duh)

Style: My very own Style.

Reformatted Paragraphs to make it more readable

Apple Street Agency FF F/SN Set 10 years after UBW Good Ending

Prologue Chapter : The purple Girl, Enuma Elish and The Prof. (part 1 of 2 )

The blazing sun was burning the hell out of this endless stretch of featureless sandy desert. Shimmering haze of heat waves were projecting illusions of oasis on the rim of the horizons.

The ashen illusions made the whole look as if the sand itself was being vaporized by the sheer heat of the sun, even the arid ground where he stood seemed like it's undergoing a cool, swift deposition.

Well, that was obviously dust gliding on the wind but the Steamy and suffocating panorama made that truth seem trite and meaningless to him.

Putting all his observations together, today was obviously hotter than the day before today, the day that passed two days ago, or to compress it all, since the days he spent in this uncivilized dessert of Arabia which roughly translates to 2 weeks time. And that was just considering the fact that his G-shock wristwatch was indicating that the time has just passed seven in the morning.

Even a Dropout of the Mage's Association like himself could see that the place is going to turn to hell pretty soon...not a very good indication at all.

Of course, Shiro had every right to think so. They were in the final stage of their excavation mission and delaying it today would not get them through his client's deadline, something like that happening definitely meant absolute disaster to his already near bankrupt private detective agency.

Moreover, this was definitely going to rid them of their Norwegian sponsor's Ego-Shattering teasings. Two birds in one stone...quite an archaic cliché, but there was none other vocabulary in his head to describe this once in a decade opportunity.

-Three weeks ago-

It all started three weeks ago in their office in North Ireland. Shiro, Rin and Saber were slacking off in their office just like they had been doing for the past month. Of course, that doesn't mean that they were actually enjoying that particular situation.

The truth was that prospectus Customers were rare in their place, for the year they started their business, they had only ten customers setting foot in their building. To add to the dismal tally, the cases were far from pocket filling, nine of the ten customers would come to offer seemingly trivial jobs like searching for their lost cat or dogs.

There was this one particular court-related case that landed them big money, but even that was soon exhausted by the enormous food bill Saber generated single handedly.

As a result, they've been pretty much relying on their self-proclaimed sponsor, Miss Norwegia for pretty much everything down from electricity bills to foods.

The sponsor never really asked for any returns though, her reason was simply that she was enjoying the downfall of her red rival more than everything else, that doesn't mean Rin's been depressed though. She would keep on self suggesting:

"Laugh all you want L-- we didn't ask for anything. Voluntary tributes are more than welcome here."
and appease her ego, but lately that word too started to lose power, much to her husband's worries.

If anybody asked about the possibility of returning to the M.A, that was definitely a possibility. Sure, she was a five star Magus which meant she had every right to abandon this job and return to the association as a Tutor.

She herself wished to return but still, she had always been hesitant about going back, her excuse was that there was a high chance the exiled Puppet master was going to get her tails sniffed on by the association if she does that And that would in turn cause the woman to unleash the wrath of her mystic black boxes on them. Again, establishing a network with an exile of the Association was definitely a bad move.

Rin's Visionary Global agency plan seemed a far fetched plan, too far fetched that it plunged them into utter miserableness. But that day, this particular situation was about to change, and she was going to reap the fruit of her long labor.

There was this particular purple girl knocking on their door step that day. Saber, as the mascot girl of this agency greeted her with utmost kindness and returned back to the seat on the edge of the room.

Her role was that of an eye candy of sort, to refresh the customer's mind. In other words that was all there was for her to do, Just sitting there still and opening the door whenever there are customers around and making fake smiles.

To think that an Arthurian hero was being used as mere eye candy, that's definitely out of place. But since she's Arturia, such a thing wasn't all that hard a thing to do, the large snack basket on her right wasn't there for nothing. The snacking expense wasn't to be overlooked though.

Still, the aesthetic effect of it was enough to tilt the cost-benefit balance towards saber's favor; the image of a Cute blond pre-teenager gobbling on snacks did add bit of bonuscharm according to Rin, their manager and director.

Aside from that, there isn't much to be said about this office, the tiles are ceramic, there is one large window behind the single Desk of this office and pots of plants are there in every corner of the box, to over simplify it all, it's pretty much dull. Keep in mind though that the exterior of this building isn't exactly as immaculate as this one.

"Good evening Miss um..."

Rin was browsing through some documents when the customer emerged from the door; Most of the documents were empty A4 sheet paper; Obviously she was pretending to be busy.

That cheap act wasn't all that effective anyway, since there were light shining down from the window behind, exposing the blankness of the papers It looked rather ridiculous than refined. The purple girl looked indeed uncomfortable with that stupidity.

"Sion Eltnam Atlasia, please call me sion."

The girl in peculiar white one piece dress and tight purple overcoat replied in a nonchalant tone as she gently took off her purple beret and took her seat. The attitude was sort of reminiscent of the aristocrats in the Association.

"is there some case needed to be uncovered miss eltnam?...err, sorry miss..sion?"

said shiro,Trying not to be the only excluded one here. The woman was seemingly uninterested with minor formal conversations, more so when Rin saw her eying the gluttony blond girl with a hint of contempt.
She didn't seem to expect much of them. That conjecture became evident as Shiro and Rin saw from the rather nonchalant etiquette of their customer.

"Our organization mentioned that your team might be good at this sort of cases, but now I doubt if this information is to be taken as relevant."
Rin and shirou rolled their heads, looking at each other with rather confused glance. This woman was definitely not your average customer but that peculiarity is sometimes a good sign, as Prof Melloi would often say as an excuse to his peculiar sleeping habit at mandatory thaumaturgy classes.

"Could you specify this a bit miss eltnam? sion?"

After a brief silence, Shirou started with some nervousness on his face. The girl huffed before Answering Shiro in a rather haughty attitude.

"We originally planned on handing this particular task to the Red Mage. But we failed to contact her and instead decided to trust our money on your agency, seeing that you're close affiliate to that exile of London, we expect your agency to share the same... Expertise in this sort of cases. Keep in mind that we are a concealed group, and external reference materials are rather hard to import. Precisely why we need you to keep this a confidential matter."
By now, the group realized she was no ordinary customer

"Red-Mage?"

"Idiot, she's talking about Tohko Aozaki!"

Rin, gave a nice prop on shirou's side as she whispered on his ear. There are five main colors given to the five highest ranking Mages in the association, Blue is the title given to a Mage of the highest caliber while red falls right behind that category. Tohko's sister was given the title Blue; While Tohko herself was given red as the title.

"But Tohko's hair is blue!"

Shiro replied seriously, again showing her dumb nature

"Oh, god."

Pinching Shiro's belly, Rin returned to her customer, this time with a much more serious outlook.

"So, I'm guessing you're a Mage, now what exactly does this have to do with our Partner in Russia?" Tohko's residence was apparently in Russia at that time according to their record

"These are the documents you'll need to get starting this mission, we'll deliver 20 percent through your bank account as the initial payment and the rest via up-front... That is, IF you make it to the deadline... In the event that you fail to deliver this item within this specified month, we will consider this agreement void and re-confiscate the money. The rest of the details are written in the document. I hope we're in business."

Ignoring Rin's question she brusquely tossed a document filer on the table and returned back to where she came. This time though Saber was too preoccupied with eating snacks to do as much as pardoning her customer from the duty of opening the door.

"Hey! Answer my questions!"

Rin was about to catapult out of her chair when she heard Shirou's loud Gasp. Turns out Shirou was reading the Documents right after that.

"R...Rin!! The...They're talking about a thousand grand here!! in POUNDS!"

"What the..."

Rin's anger immediately died down with that.

After a quick examination of the Document's first ten introductory page, it became clear that the girl was some high ranking Alchemist in Atlas who is In charge of some weird Major named Archaeological mysticism.

After some more cursory scrutiny Rin went into concluding that the woman is actually a revolutionary Progressive in atlas, She was initially exiled from Atlas for her off the paper attitude towards Atlasian values. But it seems after the news came that she managed to seal Tatari, the tenth of the 27 dead apostles, the Alchemists of Atlas had no choice but to give her a new, much more authoritative seat.

Rin also confessed that she actually admired her, but wasn't all so impressed at her stereotypical attitude towards Mages. Alchemists and Mages aren't really considered compatible and the Sion girl wasn't an exception it seemed. But the main objective they were on for was, of course, wasn't about the woman.

After going through some basic signature duties and plenty of introductory pages, Shirou and Rin soon came to the main idea of their quest. The Atlas was basically asking them to retrieve Enuma Elish in the Gate of Babylon!

Other than the illustration pictures of EA which was apparently miles off from the real thing, No other clues were there to be found; she was literally asking them to start from Nil. It was truly a daunting task but The Money of course, wasn't to be forsaken.

As per precaution Rin began by phoning the puppet master, after Continuous streaks of Stoic Russian ringing her ear, it became clear; Tohko was in another one of her nomadic journeys, She has definitely been spotted by the Association yet again.

But To tell the truth, that situation wasn't much of a problem for them,The call was just a confirmation of the authenticity of that Sion girl's claim anyway. And in truth, they didn't really want her to change her mind... Badly.

They started their quest in a nearby bank. After finding out that their account was indeed filled with a big two hundred grand check. They immediately began with their investigation. If they wanted to find a thing as rare as EA it had to be in some old Mesopotamian Ruins, it was clear that they had to hire a professional archaeologist as a guide.

In the Information age, that shouldn't be very hard task if only Rin had been more open minded towards contemporary technologies... So instead of simply looking through Google, they resorted to an archaic method to deal with that problem;Newspapers . After browsing through some old newspapers they went across a peculiar headline.

"Profesor Norton Discovers The Lost Garden of Babylon!"

Professor Norton...yes, Rin clearly remembered that name. Who else wouldn't? After all,that event was something of universal sensation to the world. In fact, so universal that it even managed to impress the majority of authorities in the magi association.

So,By now, their target was locked, .the problem was where could they find him? There weren't anymore mentions about him in any other recent news coverages. His name was never again mentioned ever since The Novel Prize controversy three years ago. It was definitely a time to get down to an old fashioned Q&A's.

First they began with a visiting trip to the museums in Ireland, after going through three of Ireland's most renown museums, they picked up an info about his whereabouts, indicating that he was currently residing in America.

His latest address seemed to indicate a mental hospital. A quick call on the facility revealed his absence in that ground. The truth behind it lay in the Prof's escape; it was never actually made public. Supposedly the higher-Ups of the institution didn't want this incident revealed since that would've resulted in a drop in budget allocation, so they decided to cover things up in an anonymous decision. There was no other choice for Shirou and Rin. A trip to America was the only option for them to get to the old Prof.

By now some of you might think, Why not choose the other Professionals? they're everywhere right? Well, The answer to that is simple, this prof was the first access to the world's only Ruin that never underwent a Scrutiny of the Magi association. And that supposed ruin was the one that had the highest chance of holding EA.

Such ruins have various suggestion spells that make normal excavation missions impossible. The Prof was such a genius (human) that he even Skipped or somehow evaded all the supposed Magic traps. Moreover, the ruin was actually found and explored first by a normal human.

As exposure of magic wasn't a thing Magicians would risk to delve into a human-eyed ruin such as Babylon. The only way for Magicians, or in this case Alchemists could at best do, was of course hiring an external source like the exiled Tohko or EVEN a relatively new agency such as that of Rin and Shiro's.

That was how desperate the People of the association were, desperate enough to hire an exile or even rookies to aid their cause. Until now they never got a hold of any Mystic item in the ruin. The humans were no different but at this state it was just a matter of time before the humans get there first. Which equals,

Dispersion of Magic- Thinning of Magic- Acceleration of Magic decomposition-Disaster.

Rin herself wasn't about to make that happen being a magical heir of the grand Tohsaka and all. This time they managed to earn some cash from the Sponsor without much of a fuss the reason being of course, this directly had to do with the very existence of Magic.

With loads of financial support and no time to spare, they accelerated their search. They first made their way to the Mental hospital in Utah, Texas.

The investigation actually turned out to be pretty easy when they found out that the hospital actually had the record of the prof's current residence which was meant to be put to good use in case he makes any bold moves.

What Rin did after wards was simply waving the evidences of their treachery on the face of the institutional director. The director, fearing that it would cost his seat dearly, simply handed the detail sheets pronto.

The rest they had to do hitchhike their way to Santa Fe,Texas and find the Professor drinking scotch in his usual strip Bar. After the commotion that took them a week to solve, they were now here two weeks later, somewhere in the desert of Arabia, Well on course to reaching their client's deadline.

-Back in the desert.-

Shiro peeped inside this rather cylindrical cabin where they set up their final checkpoint. The original plan was to set up two separate tents one for Saver and Rin and the other, for Professor Norton and himself, but since the recent sandstorm leveled the other tent to tatters, they've all been sleeping in this small, porous cabin.

Even that wouldn't have been possible if Rin hadn't used her spell to keep the tent from becoming literally, the first ever manned gliding cabin in the world.

So now, what Shiro saw here inside this cabin were two women and a man sleeping on top of one other in their pajamas. Saber was peacefully drooling and mumbling about hamburgers in her sleep despite the fact that her chest was enduring the pressure of two person's worth of weight.

'Well, she isn't the strongest servant of all for nothing'

chuckled Shiro as he took his time to carve this view into his memory. it was truly a shame, getting his camera confiscated by the customs in the airport, he knew the tensions between the middle east and America was very intense but not so much as that he'd lose half of his items just because of the fact that they're American. Rin's aristocratic taste, which in normal occasions would've helped most of the time, backfired in the worst of time possible.

"So much for being an Atheist..."

Mumbled Shirou as he took his time to gather the equipments required for today's excavation. Tracing would've been much less tiring and less time consuming than doing all the chores but he didn't care to do that, Doing chores is one of his hobbies and he wasn't about to give up on his only means of fun for some unimportant work efficiency boost.

Before he knew it he was moving onto dusting the cabin and eventually to packing up their bag pack. As he kept with the fun housing routine of taking care of the dirty clothing, he found his hand getting a touch of some rock slippery surface, He pulled the thing out from the bag and took some time to rest as he contemplated on the memories this Ruby held with it.

This Jewel, a keepsake pendant of Rin that has two existing in this world. The one he held in his hand was also the Legacy that The guy called EMIYA left behind.

They once fought desperately to prove themselves; his future decried his Ideal, saying everything he believed in was a mere sham, that everything he fought and wished for are mere child's pry. But there was this one, indisputable truth: What they believed in was beautiful and that beauty itself was worth protecting.

In the end of the fierce battle of ideals, the past triumphed and the future gave in. The boy saw it all, the truths and his final end at the hill of swords. They were similar yet different, but there was one decisive difference between them.

He of the past accepted the truth and embraced the beauty of that ideal, The future denied the truth and fought a lone battle. The Ideal was worth dying for and the Crimson EMIYA finally left with the question answered on his palms. Their Destiny will differ, how it will turn out it won't matter, in the end it is up to him.

"I know, that's why... I must keep clinging onto that,there is no answer... in the end that is up to one to decide."

Shaking his thoughts away from his mind, Shiro immediately chastised himself for putting up that dangerous thought. Without his notice he was more and more resembling the crimson bastard day by day. On the surface, nothing much changed, his orange hair, his amber eyes and his honey white skin tone, he even managed to retain his dumbness as much as he had grown in his mentality.

He was an adult, exposed to the harshness of reality. It doesn't take something as unworldly like The World to make someone change. The society itself was a living example. His idealism never waned but his attitude about it sure did, he accepted the truth, but by embracing the truth, the idealism survived, that was definitely, an uncanny irony.

"Dear, is there something wrong?"

Shiro felt a warm, soothing touch on his shoulder. He spun his head behind his back, Rin was heavily yawning, her lips elegantly stretched and her free hand hiding her breath.

It was a surprise to Shiro, Rin has never been good at waking up in the morning and even now, her half open eyes and very messy hair was indicating that she wasn't really ready for some sudden wake up call.

Well, he was about to wake her up anyway but it was still quite a surprise, he needed mental support, and she came just in the nick of time. Her presence itself was a blessing.

Even to this day, his wife was flawlessly guiding Shirou to the right path. They were truly a grand match-up, not to mention the most ironic.

"Nothing, just contemplating on something."
Shiro Smiled clumsily and replied as he would every other day. Rin wrapped her arms around Shiro's neck and gave a kiss on her lover's cheek.

This routine has always been an antidote to Shiro's mental conditions, whatever state Shirou was in, this kiss solved it.

"You shouldn't worry about such things too much; we'll be reaching the gate today. We should be focused on this. After all, the sooner we finish this, the sooner we can get on with our romantic bedtime routine"

Rin's eyes gleamed with dazzling beauty. There was mischief there in those eyes; one that shiro never got tired of. And yes, her offer was one that he'd take without hesitation.

After all, He hadn't had a taste of her tender, subtle body for two weeks straight; he thought about including saber in that equation but decided not to. After all, his true love was Rin,and one on one seemed more romantic than a threesome that would often go haywire.

Tomorrow, they'll be getting downright straight and enjoy their body heat. But still work was work and that had to be cleared before they could go on with that. It was getting hotter outside and of course, the faster it is done the better.

Shiro wrapped the excavating equipments in his bag and woke the lazy Arse of Saber and Professor Norton while Rin readied the language books she stole from the Mage's association (with help from El Melloi II) during her last visit.

The book, which is called (Accumulative Collection of Ancient Language translation work Post-Babel) contains every single collection of language translation that transcends from the era of post-Babylonian time. While it doesn't contain any mystic-codes or universal languages that ancient humans used, it has pretty much the translation of everything, from the Post Babel to Pre-Arturian thaumaturgy, It has helped Rin enormously in solving various history related Stuffs. And this book,without exception, was definitely going to come in handy in today's excavation.

After the packing was complete Shirou and the crew changed their clothes, reverting back to Casual clothings. They never forgot to bring the tarnished yellow Nylon jackets and turbans with them, which they would always equip themselves with before they get on with the actual excavation.

The team moved out east from their base camp and walked straight for about half an hour and reached an old ancient tower standing tall about twenty feet from the ground, from then on, shiro and the team proceeded to the narrow tunnel hidden under the base.

The tunnel's structure wasn't exactly made to fit heavy loads of equipments, only a handful of portable tools such as brushes and scalpels were things that fit in. not surprisingly, the team had to make a straight line just to shove themselves inside this damp, airtight tunnel...even then it was too small to even freely move their legs and hands.

Nonetheless they proceeded with it, The professor in the forefront, saber following him behind with the tools then Rin with her dictionary, and Shiro on the back, lighting the tunnel with his very own makeshift torches he traced when the prof wasn't looking.

They progressed further down the tunnel before reaching the dead end about quarter of an hour later. Without further a-do, the professor began his excavation duty.

Professor Norton A. McAfee (Nick Name: AVG)

Professor Norton A. McAfee unwrapped his turban and Wiped the cold sweat on his forehead as he readily received his trusty tool from his trusty assistant, they were stuck in this suffocating Babylonian desert for two weeks straight and the excavation was finally on it's last stage of completion.

As only a four man team, the prof had always had doubts about the this particular excavation mission, but even with all the impossible odds he still had to do this, to regain his honor as the Deferred archaeologist and even more importantly, to unravel the real truth behind this seemingly delusional world.

Professor Norton is definitely not your average ordinary professor. Sure, he is Asian, considering the fact that most of the famous profs are white, that fact itself really stood out, but that wasn't all there was to his peculiarity, he was Mad, Mad in the sense of normal human beings.

He believes in fairy tales, myths and even in the existence of Mages. What he believed in was the truth, but if that truth isn't supported by the general consensus of one's social unit. That truth can never blend in. He isn't Mentally ill, knowing too much was definitely a sin, And that sin caused him to spiral down the path of failure.

It all started about three years ago in the month of July, back then he was a world renowned professor unlike the scotch gobbling life-failure he is today.

He had succeeded in many of what his colleagues had only dreamed of achieving. Proving the true identity of the legendary figure Arthur, uncovering the mystery of the shroud of Turin were just few among myriads of archaeological feats he had succeeded in accomplishing.

Even the aristocratic High-Magus of the Magi association didn't bother to hide their awe at the sheer talent of this particular individual.

Of course, Nobel Prize seemed not a feet away from his grasp. He himself was sure of that as he always set his retirement date to Post-Nobel prize. But that day three years ago at Swiss Geneva, the almost unthinkable happened.

Professor Norton A. McAfee was eagerly sitting at his seat for the announcement to be made. He was pretty confident about this particular nomination since early that year he had successfully uncovered the remains of Babylonian lost garden from the depths of the Tigris river.

As many would have guessed, the discovery of the lost garden of Babylon was immediately hailed as the greatest archaeological discovery of mankind in the 21st century, the media hype was enormous and the greatest minds of the scientific field didn't hesitate from declaring Norton as the top ten greatest individual in the history of mankind.

The result of the nomination seemed obvious; no other discovery could match or top his. But that expectation was soon, utterly crushed.

He knew that some white Amateur archaeologist discovered the whereabouts of the Emperor Qin's tomb. That is a great achievement but even that couldn't possibly have any hope of winning against his grand discovery, or so he thought.

In the end, the corruption among the Nobel committee and even possibly, his Non-White lineage denied the world's greatest contemporary archaeologist his deserved prize.

But he was a strong individual and that little loophole in his successful career didn't allow his passion to wane He soon set out on other, more daring archaeological quest to further scrutinize Babylonian wonders, but as all who delve too deep in things come to experience, the truth isn't as pretty as it seems.

In the end of his Mind-Consuming career, the final conclusion he made of this world was so absurd, that even he, the most composed man he himself has ever seen in his life tumbled on his back when he finally came to that:

"There are Mages in this world and they live, breath, eat and sleep among us"

Of course realizing it is one thing but actually meeting one didn't turn out to be an easy task. He was desperate, so desperate that he didn't think twice about joining these kids on a quest to unearth the chamber of Gilgamesh, Which supposedly contained definitive evidence according to them?

"Assistant Saber, Brush please...and Assistant Shiro...uh... I suppose we didn't bring any knife haven't we?"

The prof was still thoroughly occupied with his duty. Seeing this as a chance, Shiro didn't think twice about tracing a single Swiss knife on his palm.

walking back in the heat wave to get back something as easy to trace as a Knife was something not to be repeated, as he painstakingly realized five days ago when he unintentionally found himself Fainting in the middle of the desert with an acute heat stroke, only to be saved by Saber who sensed Shirou's Diminishing presence in a moment's notice.
ever since then, Shirou made it his agenda to be Better safe than sorry.

"Here you go Professor Norton, I suppose we haven't reached the Gate haven't we?"

The Professor didn't care to roll his head behind and answered his assistant as he continued to gouge the debris off the wall with the knife shirou gave him.

"I believe we are just a millimeter away from our destination. Beyond this wall of dry sand is an epitaph. The rest we have to do is demolish that final barrier. The problem is, this tunnel isn't made to fit any heavy tools you see. It might take hours just to make a hole big enough for an ant to crawl through, for people to cross we might have to take a day, maybe two."

"Oh...for the love of..."

Shirou was about to give up and lie down on the ground when Rin held him up and waved her Book on his eyes, it seems salvation was still not too far away.

"Well Well, What do we have here, an ancient Sanscriptian code written by King Gilgamesh himself."

After five more minutes of dull sound of knife scratching the surface and brush weaving through the debris on the wall. The professor finally stopped and let down her equipment in content.

He let out a sigh of relief and spun his eyes to Rin, the woman in charge with translation of ancient linguistics in this bunch.

Considering that as a sign, Rin tucked the book between his right arm and her chest and slowly tried crawling her way through the narrow passage, both saber and Prof Norton did their best to make enough space by leaning on the side of this tunnel but even that wasn't so helpful in making enough space for her to crawl past.

In the end they they had to get all the way out of the tunnel and rearrange their row, Rin up front and Professor following right behind. As they returned back to the dead end of this dim tunnel, Rin slowly approached in a military ducking position,Wiped the rest of the dust with her hand and took her time to read through the engraved markings.

This was definitely an ancient Locking mechanism sealed with a certain two count locking spell. It wasn't exactly impervious to force, but as all Normal people without Magical background like to put it, stuffs like this were usually dealt with by force when Prana channeling and some simple interpretation was all that was needed; countless valuable mystic languages were often lost with a method of force. And Rin wasn't really fond of that unrefined way of handling things.

"Alright, here we go."

The Professor, Saber and Shirou gulped as they nervously observed Rin, Interpreted word by word in a broken order, with her book open she'd give a second peep at the book and look back at the walls.

After repeating that monotonous movement for several time, Rin roughly Closed the book and smirked with a rather annoyed complexion on her face.

"This actually tells us to Leave..."

Rin folded her arms and twisted her lips, as if she was troubled

"That's it?"

Shirou tilted his head sideways in confusion.

"What is it Rin?"

Asked saber, sharing Shirou's curiosity.

"Professor Norton, It might sound a bit ridiculous, but believe me, this is an authentic inscription from the king of hero himself."

The professor responded with a big Nod.

"Anyway, Ehem... I will start with the translation first before the actual dialect...Please be calm, I need to concentrate."

Rin Pushed her palms on the stone tab, before closing her eyes To shirou, this action was clear. She was actually channeling her Mana into the stone tab!

stabilizing the Prana flow from the edge of her fingers, she started translating these words as a means to get into her trance.

I am the king of Heroes, Gilgamesh. My Civilization has stretched to the far ends of the world. From the far west, where the seas fall down the abysmal vertigo, to the rim end of the east, where I have conquered beasts of heavens with my mighty chariot of flames.The path before you is the sacred chamber of Babylon. If you are a mere mongrel, then leave now! The king's treasury is only to be called upon by the king himself! Dare set foot on this throne and ten of my immortal beasts that hunger for flesh shall unleash their Mongrel eating habit! Die and let the Mongrels fear my might!...

"Uh...huh... that's Gilgamesh alright..."

Shirou scratched his head and eyed on saber, who was definitely sharing the same opinion as he.The professor was well, Mesmerized by that silly poetry.

"Shut up, I'm getting into the real business now."

The chant actually ended with a two line long paragraph. The ancient languages sure had lesser complex paragraphs than present day spells Shiro finally realized what it actually meant when he realized the true purpose of that.
If interpreted to Normal Thaumaturgy that spell could be classified as a five count locking spell.

His thesis was proven true when the stone block disintegrated by itself and revealed an enormous chamber. The professor gasped his breath in sheer amazement; Of course, He had actually seen magic unfold right before him!

"Ah! Finally! Space!!"

Rin Shouted as she set foot on the giant chamber. The rest of the team followed close behind, Shirou lay down as he felt an outpour of relief, saber followed immediately, stretching her arms on the air,rejoicing on their impending victory, The professor though didn't care to take a breather and continued on with his examination of the Behemoth chamber.

There were actually light shining down from the countless little holes on the Ceiling. Ten giant columns made a perfect crescent line, The room itself was half circular with the entrance placed in it's origin. the radius was around fifty meters while the height reached up to around seventy meters in length. There was a Golden Carpet made of golden wools that stretched from The entrance to the edge of the Chamber, every walls, every ceilings and every floor was coated with pure gold, And on the edges of the circle were eleven smaller gates.
Only one among them leads to the Gate Of Babylon. The rest...are undoubtedly death trap.

"This... With this, I can redeem my title!!"

The professor enthusiastically clamored, the arrogant gramps of the Nobel committee, that Amateur white puke. His Ignorant UCLA Know Whats! He is going to show his worth once again!! with this!!

"I am deeply Sorry for this, Professor Norton...but we really have to"

"Huh?..."

He turned to find saber behind him, making some really awkward kendo stance, of course, he thought of it as a joke since...well,there weren't any swords there to say, there was just two hands seemingly grabbing onto nothing in particular. One particular question didn't leave his mind though, Why is she making such a sorry face?

"I'm sorry!!"

The Professor watched as saber powered to land a seemingly harmless imaginary blow. He was never good at humors so he never knew how deal with this situation. Should he...laugh? yes…a laugh maybe.

"Ha...Ha...?" But then again that might've been a wrong decision

-Clang!!-

he felt a strong hammering impact on the tip of his head with vibrations... just like that his visions started to blur, his body slowly lost balance and it wasn't long before he started to lose his sense of hearing, soon after that his visions started to blur and turn hazy, then, with a rough forward crash on the face, he plunged into a deep collapse.

He swore he saw a golden sword on the grip of saber as he fell to the ground...he remembered that figure from a picture he found in his past expedition to unearth an Arthurian legacy...That was definitely...Excalibur?. That definitely had to be it.

"Bastards..."
Was the last he could say before that darkness finally set in, deep in his subconsciousness he was happily smiling, and somehow this experience was better than anything he could ever possibly encounter.

He was finally able to see the truth right before his eyes even brainwash wouldn't scrape this memory off his head, he was sure of that.

"We're Deeply in sympathy, Norton McAfee of Texas, You were a very honorable figure worthy of a seat in the Coveted chamber of the seven round table knights,but the time wasn't nigh. Instead, as a gratitude to your servitude. Alas, I present you the title of knighthood."

Saber stuck the invisible air on the golden floor with a loud crack and kneeled on the ground in a knightly fashion.

Her left shin touching the ground, her right leg bent by ninety degrees and her head bent on the hilt of the invisible sword.

She delivered a quick session of Knighthood speeches in a minute and returned to the attention of Shirou and Rin, who were rather amused by Saber's improvised Speech which had plenty of holes to say.

"Rin, What is it with that Smirk?"

Making a stoic expression, Saber spoke.

"Oh, nothing. Just admiring how elegantly king Arthur delivered her speech."

Saber made a deep sigh at that and twisted her expressions a bit, before replying back.

"Sigh- , you're teasing me again aren't you Rin? Even a foolish peasant would've laughed at that horrible presentation. I could imagine merlin throwing away his meal at this abomination by now."

"It's Okay Saber, It's already more than a thousand years you know, and you still remember that much of it."

Said Shirou as he pat on Saber's Head. Just Ten years ago this would have spurred a deep anger within Saber but lately, that has changed much.

Seeing that Shirou was now a full fledged adult and Saber, still looks like a cute teenager this wasn't all that bad to swallow. Saber was the one who looked more like a Cute Sister than a Arthurian legendary king anyway.

"By the way, what are we going to do about the the prof Rin?"

Shirou diverted his attention to Rin who was walking towards the unconscious professor. On her Belt was a holster and a Crystalline dagger placed inside.

She stopped a few feet off the Professor and turned to face her husband. She folded her hands and let out a shallow humph before turning to face Shirou.

"Normal regulations state that anybody who has come in contact with the mystic has to be killed."

Shirou scratched his head and shook his right to left. His face wasn't all that happy by that statement. It wasn't that funny of a joke too.

"I know I know. You thought I'd actually do that? Sheesh I was just joking.."

Rin lowered her body on the Professor and gently held up the professor's head up. She opened the professor's eyelid and concentrated her eyes onto them.

They had discussed about this the day the plane landed on Baghdad, they both never agreed on the killing stuff so instead they accepted the option of using suggestion.

Rin's eyes weren't as strong as to completely remove an entire memory of the event but it should be strong enough to erase the memory of mystic encounters and the details of him Ever meeting Shirou, Rin and Saber.

The memory of him finding this ruin is still going to be there. But it wouldn't matter since by that the time he wakes up the place will be void of magic.

"But then how do we deal with the beasts?" Asked Rin.

the beasts were surely something they'd not expected. But it was a path they needed to take nonetheless by choosing to let the professor live.

"We'll have to defeat them."

Said shiro as he traced Kanshou and Bakuya on his hands. There was confidence in his eyes that could never be seen in his time in the Holy Grail war.

"That's easy to say, but how do we actually DO THAT?".

This time Rin fought back with a stress on the last two words. They were actually talking about Gilgamesh's Divine beasts of the ancient time! Dragons which still existed as of Arturian time possess an EX rank Power. If the Beasts fall in any of that category, they're sure to be dead meat. But Shiro Replied, Fully confident and eager for a fight.

"They are beasts Gilgamesh sealed, Then they have to be weaker than him. I defeated him before remember?, Which makes them a piece of cake."

Shiro made a small smile He wasn't joking, he was ready to take them on and he was definitely going to win, that in turn created an air of calmness among them.

Rin shook her head, glad at the fact that Shirou has never changed a bit, Always helping those in need, never letting anybody get hurt, even if he's someone who he barely even know, That's why he loved him that's why he vowed to protect him and never let him falter.

"You know dear, your statement reminds me of certain someone."

Smiled Rin, as he pictured the image of the crimson man of the future.

"I know, probably the effect of this pendant, and by the way don't get me wrong I'm still the dumb Shiro you know, just trying to be cool at times is well…cool I guess."

Shiro Pulled out the pendant placed in between his collar. Somehow, this pendant was going to be his lucky charm for today, he just knew it.

"That's our Shirou there Rin,. I'm glad I had the chance to be your sword Shirou. Even if it was only for a short moment. I promised I'd watch over your progress, and you've never let me down even once."

With a gust of light, Saber switched to her alabaster armor and stood guard for battle.

"I'll fight side by side with you Shirou, to the day the soil takes what's left of our Bone, to the day our soul becomes one with the world."

"Thanks Saber, What about you Rin?"

Rin Shrugged briefly at the enquiry and made a Sigh.

"I guess I have no choice then"

Smiling, she released the holster strap on her waist and pulled out the crystalline dagger from it. Her left hand gand crest glowed with bright red light, painting the chamber in dazzling red light.

"A private sealing duty eh? Interesting. Now, Shall we go for it then Hero of Justice, SHIRO EMIYA?"

End Part one of Prologue chapter

Side Notes: I think my biggest problem up until now had to do with the Narrative styles and I think I've gotten better at that. Anyway Next chapter, you will find Shirou and Rin's enormous Progress in Mage craft. About their friends back in Japan…I'm thinking of making them bystanders instead of characters of importance. Maybe a bit of their action in the future but it won't have serious impact on the story. Anyway hope you liked this.