Knight (Fate Zero-Male Reader)

Summoning

(Y/N) POV

I walk across this bloodied battleground. Riddled with bodies and weapons. Atop them all stands my king....our king.

He slowly lowers himself from the pile of corpses, he is hurt.

"Sir I'll go g--" I begin but I do not finish

"No need, I have let my people down," He says in a soft voice, almost too soft for a man

"There's st--," I begin but am silenced once again. He looks at me, with weary eyes

"I shall not make the night," He says predicting his death

"Continue helping the kingdom,"

"Yes my King," I say as I look at him one last time before leaving

Lisa POV

"Draw this...oh I can't forget that!" I say as I draw my magic circle. I'm a nobody....alone....but not for much longer. My dead parents will speak soon enough. I look at the blade resting on the wall. A blade I found in a cave

I did some research, turns out its from the time era of King Arthur. Its name isn't in the text, however, it is described in the books I've read. It's possible he could have served under the King of Knights. If he did, my victory is assured.

I finish drawing as I admire my handy work. Shame it's consumed by darkness in this dark alleyway. It's the only place I found to be abandoned enough to do this kind of thing. I gently place the sword in the middle and start a chant.

Once I'm finished, the alleyway lightens up. I'm in for it now, no turning back. The sky starts pouring rain, as thunder clouds move in

"You got to be kidding," I say as I watch the sky

The light dims as I'm face to face with a spirit. He stands 6 feet tall and has a presence about him, I look to his hard glare. His (H/C) hair blowing in the wind. The rain and thunder clouds are nowhere to be seen now. His amour looks that of King Arthur

The first thing he does is go on his knees and bow

"Are you my master?" He asks

"Indeed," I respond as he stands tall again

"You are after the holy grail correct," He asks me

"Yes, I ask you, who are you? Your sword is depicted in stories of King Arthur, but there is no word of the swords name or the person who wields it," I ask the spirit standing before me

"Aye, The King is in stories? I don't recognize any of the things here," He says looking around. It's only a dark alley just wait to see the real stuff.

"Yes, King Arthur has many stories, it's been a thousand and 500 years since his time period," I say

"Is it safe to assume that you lived alongside the King?" I continue

"Indeed, you shall assume I know the King," He says awkwardly, well maybe not for his time but that statement sounds weird to people of mine

"Who are you, you're not mentioned in any articles about the King," I ask him

"This makes sense, I was the Kings shadow...and his light, I am the Knight who protects from the shadows," He says

"Ok, who are you?" I ask him as he looks at me

"I am (Y/N), and the blade is known by Milunder," He responds looking at the long sword

"(Y/N)," I say out loud trying to remember if I had heard his name before