[b]Ariel, In a Pinch [/b]

[i]Just how the fuck did things get this bad?![/i] 

That single thought was all she could think of as she struggled to prevent her 'father' from stabbing her straight in the face, well, specifically her left eye as they fought on the floor while on top of a bunch of weird ass carvings. She can't believe that this was happening, nor how much her heart was pumping and her ears were canceling out the noises due to the adrenaline pumping into her. Her 'father', who was already bleeding from the broken nose she gave him, was gritting his teeth as he was pushing down on the knife with all of his weight to kill her and use her to summon him. "Get the fuck off of me you son of a bitch!" she growled as she spat into his eye and as she kneed his stomach, before pushing him off to her side.

"Why don't you be a good little girl and listen to daddy, and just die for him!" he barked back before wiping his face and charging at Ariel again.

Seriously, how did it get like this...

Oh yeah, that's right... she allowed it to get like this by getting fooled.

She remembered waking up in her rundown house to the sound of knocking. Getting dressed, she remembered sighing and thinking it was probably police to check to see if there was anyone living there... and well, she might as well answered now rather than hide and get caught. To her surprise, it wasn't the police, it was in fact a well-dressed man in his early forties. He claimed to be her father that tracked her down all this time, and to know of her existence, but couldn't find her after a fire at their... which left him believing that she had died along with his wife. How foolish she was to believe that this man, her 'father', would actually swoop down suddenly and come to get her. 

He brought her to his home, and immediately towards the living room where she saw that the circle was drawn. Out of her own curiosity, she walked towards it and crouched down to examine it more closely... before she began to hear her father speak words behind her. She didn't pay any attention to it, except smile out of thankfulness that she was finally going to be living normally, before standing up and turning ... only for her instincts to scream for her to jolt back right as a knife slashed passed her.

"Damn it... your instincts are sharp..." murmured the man as he twirled the knife and charged at her again.

"What the hell are you doing?! Aren't you my dad?!" she screamed before ducking and holding onto the man's wrist.

"Calling me your 'dad' would be a stretch, you damn cretin... you should be calling me your creator or master. You're nothing more than a dirty homunculus who's purpose was as a sacrificial lamb... so why don't you be a good girl, and die for your pops if that makes you feel any better so I can bring forth my Servant and win the Grail and have my wish granted?" laughed the man as he headbutted Ariel, but not before she punched him square in the nose.

And that, folks, is how we got to where we are now.

As he charged Ariel once more, she grabbed his wrist and held on as tight as she could before she bit hard on the side of the man's neck, digging her teeth as deep as they could before ripping them out. She could taste blood, flesh, and much iron before she stumbled down onto the floor. Coughing, and vomiting at the same time, she pulled herself together before looking up at the man who's throat she just ripped out. Despite losing a lot of blood, the man was still after her... but just fell on top of her as his knife cut her along the side while she was rolling to the side to dodge him, spilling some of her blood on the summoning circle and finally activating it. 

The catalyst, you see, was the blood of Ariel that contained many heroes and mystical beings.

Forcing herself to stand up, Ariel stared in complete confusion at just what was happening before her as the circle lit up and summoned forth the Servant.