So, the old man stopped the body from entering the portal and ran off to write a small note for the girl. Once that was done he placed a debit card within the folded piece of paper and snapped his fingers to replace the torn up clothes with a smaller more feminine version of the former boy's usual attire. A white shirt with blue short sleeves along with a pair of denim jeans. Seeing the Shroud of Martin he grabbed the Mystic Code, wrapped it around her left arm, and made sure the cloth fit her small appendage.
After seeing the red shroud sticking out of the short blue sleeve he created another portal and pulled out a similar red shroud covered in some ash before shaking it off and did to it what he did to the other shroud. "That dying world won't really mind if I take the Shroud of Magdalene, since it's not going to be of any use inside that silly Moon Cell. And if I remember correctly… she'll definitely need it where she's going more than that world will." With that the being known only as Zelretch pushed the still unconscious, but ready, body of Emilya von Einzbern into the portal, sending her off to start anew in another world.
~Line Break~
'I fell… light. Like I'm floating on air. The quiet of what I'm currently experiencing can only be what it's like to die. However, I feel strangely… warm and comfortable… like I'm laying in a…' The Magus' thoughts were stopped as a loud blaring noise made his eyes pop open at the sound.
Quickly looking around at would have caused the offensive noise he took notice of his surroundings to find that he was… laying in a bed in an apartment? "That can't be right, I should be dead." He let out a gasp of surprise at the sound of his own voice. 'Why the hell do I sound like Illya!?' Wanting to see why he sounded like his adoptive sister he quickly flipped the sheets away, only to see a small body in his vision. Getting a bad feeling building up in his gut Shirou jumped out of the bed and almost tripped in the process, as everything seemed bigger all of a sudden.
As he made his way to the washroom he let out a loud shriek at what he saw in the mirror. It was… Illya… yet not Illya. As he was sure that his sister didn't have pink-hair. With a rather audible gulp Shirou began to move his shroud covered arms up and down as HER reflection followed. Shirou could not believe what she was seeing at all, looking down at her uncovered hands she gripped the edge of her shirt and brought it up only to wince. The starburst-shaped scar left behind from the strike Lancer's spear gave her was somehow still there, covering the entirety of her left breast, as it connected itself to the adjacent scar on her back. Thanks to her now smaller frame the scar took up a majority of the left side of her upper body.
Bringing her shirt back down Shirou walked out of the washroom and back to where the bed was, only to now see the note located on the nightstand. Picking the out-of-place card up she opened it and began to read it.
'Dear Emilya von Einzbern,
Do you like the name? If you don't then you'll have to stick with it since that's your new name in this new world you are now living in. The apartment you are currently in at this moment has been paid for the next few months. I left a debit card with an untold amount of money on it for you to use for whatever you may need. You may also notice that you have another Holy Shroud with you, that is the Shroud of Magdalene if you haven't already used your Structural Grasp on it. I've put you down for being an eighteen-year old exchange student from Germany that has decided to transfer to Kuoh Academy as a second-year student.
Your uniform is in the dresser and your classes start tomorrow, you can probably come up with a decent explanation as to why you're so short. Now then, good luck, and I hope you can provide me with some decent entertainment.
From yours truly,
Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg'
The pinkette could only stare at the offending piece of parchment with narrowed eyes. Being sent to another world was flat out ridiculous, and this felt like a prank being pulled on her by Rin. So, to alleviate her growing skepticism she uttered two simple words. "Trace on." As soon as she had said it… she instantly regretted it. Flashes of information and pictures went through her mind as her eyes widened in shock.
She saw herself fighting against Gilgamesh at Ryuudou Temple, wait, that's wrong, she never did that. Next she saw herself in London with Rin and Saber studying at the Clock Tower, huh, what the heck is the Clock Tower? She saw herself as Illya as she fought alongside two girls, Miyu Edelfelt and Chloe von Einzbern as a magical girl, okay, what, why was Illya a magical girl? As more and more information flooded her mind it suddenly stopped at a certain point where she was Archer and had been summoned by a group known as Chaldea to fight alongside a multitude of other servants to help restore human history.