An Oath Under A Shattered Moon [Fate x RWBY]

Chapter 1.2

===DISCLAIMER===

The RWBY series was written by Monty Oum and produced by Rooster Teeth Productions. The Fate series is owned by Type-Moon and Kinoko Nasu. I do not own any of the characters mentioned in both series. The only things I own are the ideas that popped into my head for this story and whatever original characters I would create for the story.

This story is meant to be a work of pure fiction made solely for fun, constructive reviews will be welcomed, and flames will be ignored. Any references to real-life characters, places, and events are purely coincidental and should not be taken seriously. You have been warned.

It would be nice if I could make money out of my ideas. Maybe I'll try another story, but for this one and Warped Blade of Hogwarts, I'm just doing it for fun.

"Regular Speech"

"Mental Link/Communication Devices"

'Inner Monologue/Thoughts'

Magecraft Aria

Block Elements:

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===AN===

P.S. I don't know when I'll be posting this so here:

Time of writing: 7/29/2022 11:36 PM

Time of revision: 8/28/2022 12:49 PM

Time of reposting: 10/7/2022 10:56 AM (On Fanfiction.net)

To get a frame of reference.

Context:

The Shirou Emiya used in this fic is similar to Miyuverse Shirou. A Shirou Emiya from a universe where the 4th Fuyuki Holy Grail never happened, an unknown disaster struck his home and he was saved by Kiritsugu Emiya. This still-cold Kiritsugu took in Shirou, training him and raising him like he did Maiya Hisau. He taught Shirou the art of combat as well as magecraft, teaching him everything he knew: familiar magecraft, bounded fields, and even some time manipulation spell in the form of traps, due to his origin making the spell impossible to cast over himself. Soon, however, Kiritsugu was badly wounded and soon passed away, leaving Shirou alone, inheriting Kiritsugu's dream to be a hero and all of his gear and equipment as well, the Thompson Contender and both his and Kiritsugu's Origin bullets being the most useful tools he has access to.

More of Shirou's backstory will be revealed in later chapters, so don't hound me for it.

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In a realm where blades stretched to the horizon, a solitary Spirit stood amidst the desolate desert. Countless weapons jutted out from the ground, their gleaming edges reflecting the harsh sunlight. Above, massive gears defied the laws of physics, spinning in the sky without any visible means of support.

"Hm?" Amidst this surreal landscape, the Spirit felt a strange sensation tugging at the very core of its being.

"Hmph, it seems I'm finally being called, huh." The Spirit chuckled softly as he stood up, disappearing in motes of blue light. "It's honestly about damn time."

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Archer opened his eyes to see a little girl cradling the body of a maid. A frown etching itself on his face.

Taking a deep breath, he began utilizing his most basic Spell: Structural Grasping. He began scanning the room and himself, then his eyes suddenly opened wide, 'Why can't I feel the Holy Grail's presence?' He then looked around the room to see four people on the ground near the door with animal ears, tails, and several other parts that he was sure aren't found in Humans. 'I guess it's one of those weird summonings, huh? If so, I might as well do this properly.'