Ch. 3: Emiya

                                    

                                          
"Oh, great...I knew I should've studied Irish Mythology more..." Jean mumbled, not thinking of any weaknesses that the male in front of them might have.
                          
"I told you that it was probably a smart idea to brush up on mythology's on the plane," Diarmuid stated, Jean took a few steps away from her Lancer.
                          
"Okay, from what I know of his story, we should avoid his NP at all costs. Right?"
                          
"Yes."
                          
"Great, than—" just as Jean was about to speak of her plan, arrows rained down on the opposing Lancer. A glare fell on the Irishman's face as he blocked and dodged the arrows. "Archer," Jean glared towards the red clad male who jumped back onto the roof. "You should be with Rin."
                          
"Rin ordered me to make sure you didn't die."
                          
"I'm not going to die. I have my powers as well as Lancer's to fight this guy. In this type of situation, Rin is weaker, genius."
                          
"Jean, Lancer's gone," her blue eyes widened slightly at the statement as she turned to find him gone.
                          
"Archer, take us to Rin, now."
                          
The Archer held a slightly annoyed look at the statement before turning and jumping off of the building. The two followed him soon after, Rin wasn't too far from the building and when she saw the three of them she waved them over.
                          
"Rin move!" Jean yelled as she saw the materialising spear headed for her sisters head. Rin gave a confused look towards her sister before she ducked, just barely missing the spear. A black whip replaced the sword in Jean's hand, she swung it towards her sister. The whip wrapped around Rin's wrist, allowing Jean to pull her sister forward and away from Lancer. She angled her sister to be pushed towards Archer allowing him to catch her.
                          
Once she saw that Rin was safe, Jean ran towards the blue Lancer. "Lancer, with me!" She called back towards Diarmuid, a sword appearing in her hand as she spoke. Lancer moved his red spear towards Jean, aiming it at her side. She grabbed onto the spear right under the blade, pointing the tip down into the ground. She moved her body to kick him in the face, making him stagger back slightly.
                          
Diarmuid went to his side, planning to stab him in the side. However, Cú Chulainn recovered from the kick quickly. He pulled his spear back from Jean's hold and jumped away from Diarmuid's attack. The two didn't give him a chance to fight back as they charged him again. The blue haired spearman blocked their attacks, kicking Diarmuid away with his foot before focusing on attacking Jean.
                          
The two exchanged blows back and forth, neither of them giving a chance to hit the other person. Lancer slashed towards the female, his spear slashing downwards. Jean flew back slightly before digging her right heel into the ground to catch her footing. She took in a deep breath, before Lancer charged towards her at an unbelievable speed. She let out a slight panicked yell as she ducked under the blade that was sure to take off her head.
                          
Lancer brought up his leg to kick the female, the wind got knocked out of her as she flew back. The blue Irishman went and charged again, the only thing stopping him from killing her was the black-haired spearman blocking his attack. The two started fighting, slashing and trying to hit each other.
                          
Jean slowly got up from where she was crouching as she steadied her breathing. "Jean! Are you okay?!" Rin ran up to her sister as she spoke.
                          
"Oh yeah, I'm fine. It's not like I got the wind knocked out of me or anything," she said sarcastically as she stood up. Her eyes darted over to the battle between the two Lancer's.
                          
They were almost evenly matched, but it looked like Diarmuid was slowly gaining more ground over the other Lancer. The two backed up from each other, just as they're were about to attack each other again the two Lancer's focused their eyes on a fence nearby. Jean looked towards the fence and saw a shadow running away, "Someone was here..." she mumbled. Her eyes quickly went back to the Lancer to see him gone. "Crap. Archer, Diarmuid, follow Lancer. Rin check upstairs while I check the ground floor."