Dark Side of the Moon

There is no character bashing going on here. The story at large is a critical thought on all the dumb resolutions these fanbooks, image set etcetera have. Why the hero just gives up when the bad guy (with incredibly stupid speed ignoring all character logic) steals the girl or attempts a dumb ass social plot etcetera.

Satoshi was the one with the solution this time. Other characters will as the story goes on.

(Gamma Tales is a story which seeks to demonstrate the answers I found missing in every bubble-headed plot concept in fanbooks and the like. The story does not debate the situations themselves, but the resolutions that come about in NTR stories and the like. In short, it's going to contain some bad situations and bloody resolutions, reader discretion advised.)

Gamma Tales: Excuse me, but I don't care

Shinji Matou stood in the living room of Shirou Emiya, a leash in the hand of the non-Magus. Surrounding him was Shirou along with three servants: Saber, a Dark Servant to Kirei Kotomine calling himself Satoshi and Archer, whose Master was currently on the other end of the leash. Rin Tohsaka was ashamed of her position but, true to her heart, had bargained for her sister's life. Sakura meant more to her then magic, dignity or life itself. Rin would be Shinji's slave so long as Sakura was left to be.

Of course, not only did Rin know this whole arrangement was fixed so that she would never be free, she also knew that, in order to save Sakura, she would likely have to kill Shirou on Shinji's whim.

Shirou was, of course, outraged. His body shook at the sight and the utter garbage that had spilled forth from his friend's mouth. Just as he was about to snap and launch a tirade against Shinji full of verbal abuse and curses, a shot rang out.

A thick, sickening sound erupted as what was left of Shinji Matou splattered against the walls behind him and his body slumped over, landing on the table. The table where Shirou's family ate meals, the table which would now, along with the body, be burned.

Stunned silence grew as the four turned to find the source. There, still holding the gun was Satoshi. Saber was the only one to surmise that this man's class was Caster. The others had more pressing concerns.

Strangely it was not Shirou who spoke up, but Archer. "You had no right to kill him!" he said.

Satoshi's golden eyes locked on to Archer's grey ones.

"A man is a man and a monster a monster. Monsters do not belong in this world, and getting a moral lesson from you is complete bullshit! So, excuse me, but I don't care what you think Archie. If you can't stomach the job any more that's fine, go live with Rin, get a body, have babies and retire. I, on the other hand, will continue through these world lines cleaning away the filth until this crystal called Gamma shines brighter than the sun. Unlike you and grandpa, I know the truth about humans, so being morally superior or original holds no weight with me."

At first it seemed no one had an answer to the blond haired man's reply, until Saber relinquished her armoured form.

"I can see my contemporary self taught you nothing of her history. I have lived a life of duty, it is lonely. Are you certain you can keep your resolve up through eternity?" she asked.

Satoshi turned his back on the four. "Three daughters, two brothers, countless friends and loved ones. I have spent much of life alone and when I do meet others I only lose them. Lonely is OK with me. Now I plan on killing Zouken Matou, Kirei Kotomine and Gilgamesh. Any objections?"

No-one spoke up, and so Satoshi left. At that moment, Rin's legs finally gave out and the three came to lift her. Despite his outrage, Archer was relieved that his Master was safe. And, at least for now, the group would stay put.

So what's the big hubbub about today exactly? I get that it's for fan works but, do sites give awards or something like that? A fan day is cool and all but I get the feeling it's not like free comic book day.

Chapter two: arrival

Seven vehicles parked and emptied. Shirou and Archer were left as the last of the group in the parking lot which overlooked the beach.

"What's your plan Archer?" Shirou asked, pulling a pair of bags from the trunk.

"Same as you, relax and make sure things remain peaceful. Mostly that means stopping Gilgamesh's idiocy", he replied.

"Already dealt with, also I hate you, vengeance is coming", Satoshi announced, walking towards the pair with a haggard look on his face, no doubt due to having to spend a six-hour car ride with Arcueid's childish wonder in one ear and Gilgamesh's egocentric nonsense in the other.

"I guess relax and watch out for your revenge is my plan now", Archer laughed as he gave a wave and walked towards the hotel, leaving the two alone.

"Listen Satoshi, if you want to get back at Archer for the trip yesterday, I'd be willing to help", Shirou said, handing him two bags and pulling the last two from the trunk.

As the two began walking to the hotel Satoshi shook his head.

"Already taken care of, either he gets the worst case of blue balls the human race has ever seen or otherwise he pulls the stick out of his bum and we don't see him for the rest of the trip", he explained.

*********

Rin had waved the other girls off to start the beach time fun without her, she had wanted to snipe at Luvia a bit before teasing Akiha by having Archer oil up and go strolling on the beach by his master's side.

What she had not counted on was Satoshi having changed the size of her swimsuit, causing it to be skin-tight and revealing more than it should. Especially in the rear, which was now practically a thong.

Rin was, of course, a quick thinker. However, her timing was also abysmal and it was just at that moment when she forgot where she had packed the scissors and that she had given Archer the room key. And, so, Rin froze in place the instant a thud sounded. She did not have to look back, she could not, she was bent over basically presenting in what might as well been her birthday suit.

The skidding of tires, the grinding of metal and sharp, unforgiving shatter of glass sounded inside Archer as he realized Satoshi's revenge.

As calm and collected as Archer was, the sight before him was inescapable. And, so, uncharacteristically, Archer threw off his shirt and, spurred on by the sight, he marched towards Rin, intent on sharing the emotion she had awakened in him.

*******

Satoshi smiled as he set up the chairs on the beach and watched the girls playing in the water.

"Hey, about the food stand, I wanted to know which shift you want?" Shirou asked, setting up the beach umbrellas.

Satoshi thought for a moment and then replied.

"Noon shift", he said.

Although Shirou refrained from pointing it out, he noticed Satoshi's face redden slightly.

"OK, then, I'll go first", he said, leaving to change into a work uniform.

In the intervening time between Shirou's departure and Satoshi turning back to the chairs and blankets the spots had been filled by Medusa, Aoko, Medea and Drake.

"Satoshi I need help with my tan", Aoko said. Her statement was followed almost immediately by Medusa's own. "I need a rub down, I want to go swimming, but if I don't fix this stiffness of mine I might get a cramp."

Satoshi paused for a moment, he was obviously aware he was he was being teased but had no rebuttal that would not simply result in more teasing.

"Hey now, the ladies said they want your help, so help em hero", Drake laughed, swinging the bottle of lotion lazily.

Satoshi sighed inwardly and took the bottle. "Sensei first and then you Rider, I'll have to do a tension check before your exam."

********

Lancer woke up to find himself cuffed to an immaculate, large bed. As his vision cleared he found himself staring at the naked form of his master Bazzet, her reddish eyes fixed on him.

"It's about time this dog was house broken", she muttered as she slipped into the bed.

"Now listen master..." Lancer started, immediately being cut off as Bazzet forced his lips shut with a kiss.

"No, you listen, I summoned you to give you a life away from your cruel fate, I got my arm cut off, went through a bizzare time loop and then tolerated your lay-about attitude towards me for months. It stops, immediately. This is what's happening Cú Chulainn, you are going to have indecent, shameful, nasty, unspeakable, god-defying sex with me. By god so help me Lancer, if you say anything other than yes ma'am I swear I'll tear it off", she told him.

Lancer blinked. "Yes, ma'am. But, I think I'll need my hands", he replied, accepting the situation.

(Content Warning. This work will contain scenes of a pornographic nature that may be disturbing to some viewers, please use discretion when reading)

Black Cherries

And, so, I summoned my servant, a Saber. A blonde about my age named Satoshi. After Lancer’s attack, he had explained the nature of the Grail wars. At least, that’s the short version. The long version is more involved, but at the moment I’m not worried about anything other than what to do next, now that I’m involved in this conflict.

Satoshi has suggested that, for the sake of appearances, I call him Saber around other masters. That way, it will look like I have a normal heroic spirit as my partner in the war and keep others guessing.

Satoshi excuses himself to check the area around the house and I lean back just long enough to choke on my own sigh as a chill runs up my spine. The barrier has been penetrated by a strong force…coming from Sakura.

…What?

“Hello Senpai”, Sakura says as she throws…Sakura? at me. I barely react fast enough to catch a red-faced Sakura wearing her usual attire. I catch a glimpse of the other Sakura’s outfit. It seems to be a suit you’d see in racing circles, patches included.

Before I can ask what’s going on, Satoshi enters in nothing but a white sheet, with blackened burn marks on his shoulder and forearm.

“The other two servants have been detained Shirou, if you’re dealing with Sakura and her Rider servant then may I deal with the Caster and Assassin that share their appearance?” he asks.

Sakura looks at me, and then the other Sakura, I guess we're calling her Rider, speaks up.

"Don't kill them, I understand taking a bit of revenge but please be reasonable", she says, pouting her cherry-painted lips as her hands clasp in prayer.

Satoshi nods. “I have no intention of harming them”, he answers.

“Then go ahead and deal with them”, I reply.

With that he leaves, and Sakura slides out of my grip.

“Senpai, please trust us to handle dinner”, she requests in her usual, soft, way.

I nod. I can’t believe Sakura means me any harm, and Satoshi didn’t seem worried. I guess I’ll just relax for now.

Interlude (Satoshi)

I sigh before re-entering the dojo. Caster is hoisted up on the balls of her feet, her arms painfully drawn up and backward by her makeshift black bindings, whilst Assassin is on the floor, frog-tied with her wrists bound behind her. Both are gagged. I admit I’d prefer to have been more gentle in stopping them, but they are both Sakura, and I know how formidable an opponent she can be.

Assassin struggles on the ground, and both struggle against their gags and bindings. I ungag them both, before removing Caster’s clothes. As I do so, Caster bites her lip and gives me a look somewhere between defeat and disgust.

“I guess I should call you master now, or will you take my body as payment as well?” she asks, snarking at me.

I shake my head. “I simply wanted to make us even for my own clothes. I have no desire to force myself on you, winner or otherwise”, I say.

She looks at me, confused.

“He’s Senpai’s son with Saber”, Assassin blurts out, still bound on the floor.

Wait, no, she’s behind me!

Assassin, having escaped from her bondage, drapes her arm over my chest and takes a firm grasp of my shaft.

“And, just like them, he’s too polite when his body is being honest. You should also be honest, master. Besides, he’s rather ...healthy”, she says with a giggle.

Caster twitches and stares at me. “Is what my servant says true?” she asks.

I nod. “Yes, although I can’t tell how she figured that out.”

Assassin gently squeezes me and nips my ear. “You probably shouldn’t use his swords as your first resort in a fight”, she whispers.

Caster looks from me to Assassin, and then back to me.

“Would you have Assassin or myself as partners, Saber?” she asks, softening somewhat.

“You’re beautiful and, if I’m honest, I would enjoy it”, I answer, knowing that being any less honest would cause Assassin to tease me.

She smiles. “I believe you. Can you, being his son, forgive monsters like us?”

“I once threatened the Princess of the True Ancestors, that is Archtype Earth, and Alaya, the spirit of humanity’s will to live, because they said your adopted brother needed to die to save the other six billion humans. I threatened to kill every person on Earth then crash the moon into Earth turning it into fragments of lifeless rock if they tried. I doubt you’ve done anything I wouldn’t forgive”, I tell her.

Shocked at my statement, Assassin backs off of me, releasing her caress.

“One life or one million, they are the same to me. Every life is precious, whatever you’ve done to survive is not my concern so long as you do not intend on harming the innocent here and now”, I finish, admitting something I honestly should have kept secret.

The two look at each other, before Assassin turns to me.

“It’s settled then. As per my master’s wishes, we request that you enjoy us as you see fit”, she says, pulling my sheet away and revealing my member to Caster.

“It is my aim that you enjoy yourselves as well”, I reply.

They laugh, each in their own way, similarly happy but tinted by their own desires. Assassin leads me behind her master, teasingly tracing Caster’s slit with her fingers.

“Master enjoys the cane rather than the gentle caress”, she says, as Caster shivers from her touch.

A masochist, Caster is a masochist, ok, I think I can do this; she wants it so it’s ok.

I smack her thick hind quarters, first the left and then the right.

“H-Harder”, she gasps.

I nod and strike her harder, causing her to tremble and her ass to ripple like water. She yelps at the smack and leans toward me, wanting more. I strike her over and over, her yelps of pain slowly turning into moans of pleasure. Meanwhile, Assassin removes her catsuit, revealing a mirror of her master’s well-endowed form. Then, she positions herself in front of Caster and begins to masturbate.

I gaze at Caster’s thick bottom, crimson from the punishment she had desired. Deciding to take a leaf from Assassin's book, I grab Caster by the hips and spread her slit for all to see.

"Look how wet you are, Caster. Assassin was right, you really are a masochist, aren't you?" I say, seeing that her legs are soaked with her own lust.

I slide in with ease despite her tightness, causing her to lean forward into Assassin’s crotch. Caster shivers from the pleasure, and begins to service her servant with her tongue.

"You're getting off on this, aren't you, slut", Assassin says as she grabs the back of Caster's head, pressing her master's mouth into her wet folds, enjoying the feeling of domination.

Caster shivers at the fear and anticipation of what her sadistic captor might do, gasping with barely-restrained pleasure from her rough treatment. Her gasps and shivers trigger something in me and I start thrusting inside her. As I do so, Assassin moves her hands down to cup Caster's breasts, kneeding them roughly and causing her to let out a pained gasp. Then, she takes a firm hold on Caster's nipples and pulls them sharply downwards, causing her to cry out.

"Lick harder, bitc… oooh", Assassin says, gasping with pleasure as Caster takes her clit in her mouth and sucks hard, painfully twisting and pinching her captive's nipples.

Meanwhile, I thrust into her hard and fast. Gradually, the moans of pain turn into gasps of pleasure.

As her body tenses from Assassin's attentions, I smack Caster’s ass. Instead of loosening, her inner world tightens, claiming me with its heat. Suddenly, my senses heighten and I'm overwhelmed by the lust-filled force of her body and the sweet scent of her sweat. The world begins to fade to white as my senses burn away, leaving me in the world of pleasure Caster's body has created.

My body screams at me and I obey, thrusting hard and quickly inside Caster. Assassin begins to moan loudly, and I can I hear the sound of Caster's tongue between their gasps and moans. The bonds holding Caster’s arms snap, leaving Assassin and me to hold her up. As we do, her body tightens, demanding my seed. As I fill her insides, I find my body acting on its own. Still hard, it continues thrusting, as if laying claim to Caster.

Caster makes an indescribable sound that must be pleasure as she soaks me in her body’s lust, cumming hard enough to push me out of her. At that same moment, Assassin releases, covering Caster's face in her juices. Weakened by her explosion of lust, Caster drops to her knees.

Then, with utmost confidence, Assassin strides over to me and forces her tongue into my mouth as she begins to stroke me slowly.

“Come here, bitch!” she snaps at Caster.

Caster looks timdly at Assassin but obeys her Servant, who then takes her by the hair and drags her to sit level with my member.

“Suck”, she barks, forcing Caster to suck my tip. Caster starts gently, but Assassin forces her deeper onto my shaft. She coughs at being forced to clean my length, but is made to continue by Assassin, who starts verbally abusing Caster as she forces her to keep sucking me.

Caster’s ministrations send lightning through me; I can’t help but grasp the back of her head and take over from Assassin. But Assassin stops me and, then, just as I’m about to finish, she yanks Caster off of me, causing me to cover her face completely in my juice as I release.

Caster nods, embarrassed, as Assassin begins to clean Caster's face with her tongue. As she attends her master, Assassin leans towards her, pressing their ample breasts together and exposing her ass to me.

“Mmmm, you like his big thing, don’t you? Tell Saber how much you like his cock”, Assassin says, taunting her master.

Caster nods embarrassed as Assassin begins to clean Caster's face with her tongue. As she attends her master, Assassin leans towards her, pressing their ample breasts together and exposing her ass to me. I’m tempted to take Assassin from behind, but she seems already satisfied.

The twin servants begin to swap my juice between them, their tongues fiercely competing against each other until, finally, Assassin wins, making Caster swallow my seed. The two then stare at each other for a long moment, before they take my hands and drag me back into the house, and to the shower.

(/interlude)

The Sakuras. I’m not sure I’ll get used to there being more than one period, much less four. The two finish cooking and present me with dinner. As usual, it’s fantastic food, but I’m embarrassed at how close to me the two are as we eat. Or, to be more precise, as Rider feeds me and Sakura with the same fork. After dinner, Rider takes both of our hands and leads us into a side room. Then, she places my hand in Sakura’s, before shutting the door and leaving us alone.

“Go on you two”, she says through the door.

It’s clear what’s she’s suggesting, and my own feelings come to light. I’ve suppressed them because I’m Shinji’s friend but Sakura is beautiful and, more importantly, she is important to me. I am lucky to have someone who cares for me.

Sakura sits in my room on my futon, fidgeting. While the atmosphere at dinner was somewhat awkward but otherwise happy, her mood now is much more restrained. Sakura hesitates for a few minutes before letting the flood gates open, tearfully telling me her true situation.

The tale she tells stretches back about ten years, it takes all night but I come away with three important pieces of information. Firstly, that Shinji can’t be trusted. Even with Satoshi and these other Sakuras here I’ll be sure to watch my back. Secondly, that Rin Tohsaka is Sakura’s sister and a master. Being her sister, I hope we can get her on our side, for Sakura’s sake. And, finally, that Sakura, in telling me about her abuse, trusts me absolutely. There's no way I can betray that.

Whether I’ll succeed at that, or what happens next, I can’t say for now.

Choice three wins, vote closed

(the other half of the revived shattered heroics, tandem voting, as with new world)

Shattered Heroics: Defenders.

Heading home, I reach the gate and find it unlocked. Sakura or Fuji-nee must be here.

However, what I find is not just Fuji nee or Sakura but, instead, a large group occupying my living room. Most of them I know, Rin Tohsaka, Sakura Matou, Ayako Mitsuzuri and Ilyaviel von Einzbern among them.

But, there are five I don't know. The first is an elderly man dressed in a pin-striped suit. The second is a dark-skinned woman, seemingly oblivious of anyone else in the room. The third is a young woman with pink hair and reddish brown eyes who looks sort-of like Ilya, except older. The fourth looks like Saber did, save that her figure is significantly more developed, and... her taste in clothing is solidly current and a deep red, unlike Arturia's blue. And, the fifth is a blonde man with green eyes. His smile seems ceaseless as he stands up and begins to speak.

"Hiya, I'm Satoshi, time is short, world's in danger, heroes are needed. The short version is this, an alternate universe me, because that's a thing now according to quantum physics, many worlds and all that. This other me teamed up with Gilgamesh when despair over took him, he became a tyrant ala Victor von Doom in a bid to save the world. He plans on going world-to-world and 'saving' worlds through conquest. He means well, but he's stuck, and the only way to stop him is a swift ass-kicking. Any questions?" he says, looking around.

Rin is the first to speak up and, seemingly, the only one worried.

"If he has an army, what exactly do you expect us to do?" she asks.

Satoshi laughs. "Very you Rin. That's... very you.

He's using a bonding spell to increase his army's power. The same spell can be used on you guys, although it won't be as effective as his version, so I'd recommend choosing compatible partners and smaller groups to make up the difference", he replied, handing her an envelope before turning to me and handing me another one.

"I'm going to use the third to revive the servants of the Wars, you need to find the additional servants of the Moon Cell as well as Arcuied Brunstund, Tohno Shiki and this world's version of me, all the details are in this letter. After me and these guys finish our part you won't see us again, but good luck", he says.

I'm confused and apprehensive, not to mention doubtful. But, honestly, if I can see Saber again then that, beyond anything else, is enough to believe in, at least for the moment. I nod, taking the letter.

With his job here done he and his... friends, I guess, leave. A moment of silence occurs and I wonder what to do.

Vote number one.

1) Open the letter.
2) Call a meeting.
3) Go after Satoshi.
4) Check on Ilya, last you remember she was sick.

Option one is the winner, votes closed, back with the next part soon.