\\// Romani POV //\\
Sighing I couldn't figure out the man called Kaiser Lockhart, he was an enigma. He was most certainly more evil aligned in nature, yet he lent a hand if asked without even a complaint. The Jacks with him being tied to him was against his will yet he hasn't truly complained he just accepts it at face value. He could kill us all seeing as how he literally now controls Chaldeas, but he's instead fixing everything up while grumbling about it as if he was asked to do so. He's not even our version! He's not our maintenance chief yet he's doing a job he doesn't actually have! He's even roped in Jack the Ripper somehow into helping him and she likes it!
Then there's his Servants from a tabletop game that are all worryingly on board with us, simply because in their own words essentially, they simply want to say "Fuck you!" One's even a crime boss yet he's helping because he essentially felt bored, lonely, and couldn't let Demons look down on Humanity when he found them endearing. I don't even want to think of that God's simple reasoning…. I really don't because he's only here to expand on his craft! Then there's that bald menace and his hamster… how can someone so jolly be so spiteful to anything considered bad by his logic?
Letting my head hit my desk, sending paperwork flying about, I groaned in painful confusion. The Servants from the Coast and those waiting to be summoned, are all just wanting to be spiteful according to what we've gathered. Simply because someone is causing trouble or doing what they believe to be their job.
"I thought our servants were bad, but what is wrong with the ones from the Swords Coast?! Regardless of their alignment, simply because they felt wronged in some fashion or upstaged. They're willing to lend us a hand because they're essentially just petty! How does that make sense?!"
"It's best to not question it, a lot of the people from the Swords Coast and Forgotten Realms are legends exactly because they're petty or insanity driven people. Vecna is essentially a Beast, and he's wanting to come here because he's petty and annoyed. Because he finds the fact that a Beast killed everyone out of pity to be stupid. He'd rather make everyone suffer and toy with them instead of incinerating Humanity, even if a hero would rise. Because he's also simply just bored so he doesn't care as that adds spice to his immortal life."
The man I just couldn't figure out spoke up from nowhere, lifting my head from my desk. I saw him standing in the door of the medical bay. In his hands was a cup of hot chocolate as he leaned on the door frame.
"Why are you helping us? You get nothing out of this. I know I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, but you would be our worst enemy if you actually tried. So why?"
"Because I felt like it, because I'm whimsical, because I pity you and Mash, because of a lot of things really. Do I need a reason to let my tendencies stop me from doing something like this all? I'm Chaotic Neutral, Chaldea offers me no benefits, the Demon God's offer more honestly. So why do I instead help you? Simply because I can, simply that I will, simply that I hate God's more than I hate Humanity. Well regular God's, there's a few I adore like family."
His reasoning was absurd… it wasn't sane Human logic, it was more logic befitting God's and machines. Yet for some reason that comforted me after just hearing him say it all like that. Because for some reason I just felt like those were just justifications. Justifications for the man beneath it all to manage his own mind and feelings in the only way he understood. It was just strange and absurd, yet I couldn't stop the smile that was born of both me and Solomon.
He was gone the next second when his tattoo lit up, his feet carrying him to wherever Chaldeas requested him.
\\// Kaiser POV //\\
While standing in the Rayshift Chamber with both Jack's, I gave my three Coast Servants their directives.
"Gond, get that simulator up and running, make it BETTER if possible, but mostly running so that Servants can go ham in it to not be bored. Xanathar, operation security is up to you. Kill all traitors the moment you or your people find them, if they're innocent we can revive them later. Minsc and Boo, your Avengers so you're on guard against mental and soul fuckery. You find any, purge it with extreme prejudice."
Xanathar and Minsc noticed my conflicting order with toothy grins on their faces, Boo squeaking like a villain. Gond was hauling ass the moment he heard that he could craft and improve something. So he didn't stick around after I gave him his task which was honestly fine. Although only those in the command room questioned it when Gunner and Avenger Jack were thrown at me through a modified Dimension Gate. The London Singularity beyond it being destroyed as a future me Flashpoints out, right as he's impaled by a sword through the heart. The temporal gate snapped shut.
Sighing with four Jacks clinging to me, I just waved off the two that began cackling. Because honestly time and space were relative in the Forgotten Realms so something like this wasn't a surprise to us. To the Chaldea staff though it was blatant true magic fuckery. Avenger Jack though just hands me a spell book as we Rayshift to the French Singularity to go hunting down the Grail.
Avenger and Gunner are already binding their contracts to me due to my new curse. Though it was amusing to realize that Avenger was Berserker Jack, and Gunner was Assassin Jack. Just both with their Saint Graphs rewritten rather naturally through some means. Well in Berserker's it might just be that her hatred became too much at some point, and then watching a version of me "die" to save her solidified her status…
Getting off that depressing thought train. When we landed in the Orleans Singularity, I stretched out my body as I was here in the Flesh and Blood. I wasn't going to risk my weak point like that, so I came in all my living glory, since I wasn't going to leave my soul unprotected. My body acts as a shield for it when together. However, when the twins, Mash, and their new Servant, Billy the Kid, saw us they had interesting faces upon seeing us.
"Yo, Mist Team here to help. Meet Berserker Jack, Assassin Jack, Gunner Jack, and Avenger Jack. I'm just Chief Lockhart. Although I seem to have a Noble Phantasm of my own now even though I'm still alive. Marie will hate me for it though given what it is."
"Jack is multiplying…. Should we be worried?"
"I mean… no? They look well behaved currently, for now…"
"Senpai's I don't believe there's anything to worry about. They seem to listen to Lockhart-san as if they were his daughters. There are even rumors that they've been helping him rebuild things destroyed in the bombing."
"Well I'll be… that little lady has some menacing gun blades… gun blades that shouldn't exist…."
Jack preens at the comments, all four giving off an air of being at peace as they all spoke at once.
"Of course we like mister! He actually bonds with us and kills with us! He doesn't get angry with us being insane and wanting to play with people's insides! He's our new papa, and Papa can never escape us! NEVER!"
"There are fates worse than being stuck with them, and things worse than what they want to do. Jackie is all but my adoptive daughter for all eternity now, so I'll just roll with it. Because again there are worse things than this or their personality and hobbies."
With my piece said, I left directly for Paris with my Jacks following me. Gunner was actually MISTY STEPPING after me, with Avenger Thunder Stepping after us. The two alternate versions giggling insanely when they felt my stare, smiles threatening to literally rip their faces open on their lips. Assassin and Berserker hanging off of me looking at the two with jealousy but also wonder. While we moved towards Paris I looked at the book I was given and I had to just chuckle at myself.
Because in the book were ways to safely modify a Saint Graph, spell modifications, created spells, and even a note saying to look after Jackie. Each page contains the combined notes of myself, Gond, Xanathar, Vecna, who was apparently killed by Nero herself, Mordenkainen, Volos, and Straud himself. Which was an interesting group of names to have worked on this stuff, given it was a group primarily Chaotic aligned people. Binding the book to my soul I let it disappear to look at more later on. Banking right I slid under a hulking armored Behemoth, Gunner's voice sounding out.
"Maria the Executioner: Overkill is the only kill!"
From her gun blades destructive beams of crackling golden misty light fired. The armored enemy tanked the first shot while screaming two letters.
"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR…."
The second shot erased them from the knees up as I felt my own magic tank suddenly with the second shot. Looking at the destruction I looked towards Gunner who looked extremely vindictively pleased with herself. Her gun blades out in plain sight were unmistakably the remains of her own weapon and another one combined together….
"No fucking way… did Gond actually reforge your knives and Excalibur into a combined Noble Phantasm?!"
"Yes! Although my knives had become gun blades before then! Grandpa had to work fast after that stupid knight left behind her sword as she died in London! Because that mean Mage King kept attacking everyone and corrupting Servants like Nursery Rhyme and Mordred. Me and me only survived because of you Papa! Altered Minsc and Boo are scary…"
Ah does that mean Minsc was the one to stab me when the Time Gate opened? If so then damn guess Gond and Xanathar didn't last long with him and other altered servants hunting them down. Xanathar likely bought time while Gond and I did our tasks. Once Gond was done though or near done Xanathar must've fallen, the same for the other Coast Servants as they likely bum rushed Goteia and a few Demon God's. This either Altering or dying in the process. Leaving me, Gond, and both Jack's standing. Although it's likely after he finished forging Gond also went to fight or delay further.
Shaking my head I stopped thinking of future problems, and instead focused on something else. The fact that Jack the Ripper was allowed to use an altered Excalibur by Gaia and the sword itself considering her nature. Gunner seemed to even know what I was thinking about as she giggled, sliding her weapons back into what was also likely Avalon.
"I'm allowed to use Excalibur Maria because I'm an innocent killer! Ahehehe Alya wasn't happy with it, but Gaia said it was fine because I'm a good girl! Even if Gaia tried to kill me at first, papa didn't let that happen nor dead wheezy mister!"
The world darkened slightly as the Undying whispered threats at being called Wheezy Mister. Gunner took it in stride with deranged giggles as the threats bounced off her head. Probably thinking that the Undying was just grumbling to grumble and not actually threatening her life. Which was amusing as the Undying stopped after realizing this as well with a scoff of amusement. With a chuckle between us we continued on towards Paris since we needed to get a saintly Dragon Slayer and a few others from it.
"I just hope Napoleon isn't dead yet. Because he's damn near invincible in this singularity and that's something I'd prefer to keep around!"
"That mister should still be alive! No one got to play with his insides because he's a Grand Archer! We got to play with a different worlds Beast insides though! They were extremely toxic and smelly~ but whoever Ethan Winters was, they were a terrible Beast!"
Hearing Gunner I nearly tripped while screaming at the bullshit going on.
"Damn it all! Which me threw Resident Evil into this hell hole?! Or is there a naturally existing Resident Evil and Fate hybrid universe out there fucking with everyone suddenly?!"
No Jack answered that question, they just giggled with madness.