[center][h2]The Most Important Moment Of Her Life[/h2][/center] She stood outside Vatican City with a smile, dressed in a white t-shirt and skinny jeans with a fashionable pair of sunglasses as she took pictures with her smartphone. Just another tourist, no need to pay attention to her. To finish she took a selfie with the city in the background as she did a cute pose. It made her sick, it really did. She scampered off regardless, chasing after her "friends" she had hypnotized this morning. They would remember her as their friend Yuki who was visiting from Japan for a week. She would never see them again after today, their inane chatter about the latest fashion brands irritated her to no end. They took her on a tour of the city, showing off every popular landmark and trendy cafe in the city. She paid little attention, more focused on the shady alleyways, the winding side streets, every small out of the way cafe she could duck into to throw off pursuers. She had memorized the city via Google Maps already, but just knowing the city via electronics wasn't enough. She needed to know everything intimately, Google Maps doesn't tell you that the alley you were heading towards is filled with homeless and can't be used as an efficient escape route. She returned to her apartment complex at around 11 AM, driving her "friends" away with the excuse that she ate something bad last night and it was just now catching up with her. She took off her sunglasses with a sigh and put them in her purse, black leather, some designer name she didn't care about. An older looking Italian gentleman stood in front of her door, wringing his hands with a nervous smile. [color=gray]"What is it you need?"[/color] She really didn't want to ask, but he obviously wanted something. And she would have to acknowledge his presence in some form if she wanted to get into her apartment, considering how rude he was being by standing in front of the door. It was the only way to get her attention though, considering how she had been constantly ducking her tenants for the past few days. "Well Ms. Samantha, I just wanted to say how glad we are to finally have a new landlord. That old one was a real pain in the-" [color=gray]"What. Do. You. Want. You are standing in front of my door, meaning you obviously want something."[/color] She cut him off before he could begin some sort of time wasting rant. She did not have time to waste, she was about to begin the only thing she had ever wished for in her life. "Ah, well I wanted to ask if you could send someone to fix the pipes in our bathroom. I noticed you've been doing some renovations in your own apartment, so I was just wondering if you were trying to fix up the whole building. The whole gentrification thing ri-" [color=gray]"No. Please move out of my way."[/color] She stared him in the eye, he had almost half a foot on her but she didn't even flinch as she stared him down and waited for him to make a move. Ten seconds passed like this as his eyes darted around nervously, unsure of what to say to such a forceful rejection. He was the first to move, shuffling back to his own apartment with shame evident in his figure as Sophia unlocked her door. [hr] She closed the door behind her with force, annoyed by that whole exchange. Why in the world should she have to pay to fix someone else's mistakes? If he wanted to get those pipes repaired, he should pay for it himself. It obviously isn't life threatening, otherwise he would've gotten it done by now. He was just another leech looking for handouts, not even brave enough to stare down a woman who barely came up to his shoulders. Sophia moved into the kitchen to grab a beer, opening the fridge and frowning at its lack of alcohol. She stared harder, silently hoping that if she looked angry enough than maybe she would see a beer behind the milk. No such luck. She picked out some bottled water from the fridge, opening it and gulping it down as she closed the fridge door behind her. She tossed the water bottle into the open trashcan, heading to her room to check on how things have been going around the building. The room was very empty, a bed in the corner, no sheets or blankets, a TV with a chair set in front in another corner, the majority of the room was taken up by the massive magic circle she had been drawing over the past few days. She looked it over one last time, satisfied with her handiwork as she compared it to the paper she had in hand. Sophia walked over to the TV next, rewinding the tape to the moment she left the building this morning. She then fast forwarded through the next 4 hours, slowly enough to see anything important but fast enough to not actually watch for four hours of footage. Ten minutes passed when she caught up to the present time. Nothing, other than the fact that the man in front of her door had actually waited there for half an hour. Half an hour of waiting and he was shut down by two sentences? Wow, civilians really are pathetic. She let the feed resume, watching for ten minutes to make sure nobody suspicious was hanging about the building. The man from earlier came back to her door to knock, but turned away after a minute of nervous pacing. Satisfied that nothing would interrupt, she turned off the TV and paced around the magic circle, checking just one more time. No, everything was fine. She had checked and checked and checked for two days now, if something was wrong she would have seen. [color=gray]"This is it Sophia. You've been waiting a decade for this, this is the most important moment of your life. No turning back."[/color] She held her hand out and recited the aria once in her mind, making sure she had it memorized. Then she began. [hr] [center][b][color=gray]"Let silver and steel be the essence."[/color][/b] Sophia mustered up all her Prana, focusing on the circle as she felt it begin to drain her. [b][color=gray]"Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation."[/color][/b] The room was dark, the only light illuminating her was the red glow of the summoning circle, painted with her own blood that she had gathered specifically for this over the course of months. [b][color=gray]"Let my great ancestor Revynne be the ancestor. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."[/color][/b] She had never put forth so much Prana into one ritual, it was unlike anything she ever felt. She was exhausted, some primal part of her brain screamed to stop. But she had to keep going. [color=gray][b]"I hereby declare. Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be your sword. Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail If you will submit to this will and this reason… Then answer!"[/b][/color] The air in the room swirled like a whirlpool, whipping papers about as her Command Seals glowed like a beacon. [color=gray][b]"An oath shall be sworn here! I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!"[/b][/color] Her knees were shaking, whether it be from excitement or the mere effort it took to hold her body upright mattered not. [color=gray][b]"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power, Come forth from the ring of restraints, Protector of the Holy Balance!"[/b][/color] A flash of red blinded her, everything went dark. She awoke a moment later to what could only be described as a legend made flesh. Hero, villain, it mattered not. She knew for a fact that the one before her was her Servant. Her world was forever changed.[/center]