5 years later.
A girl of 17 years of age lay facing up while seated on a bench. She seemed to be asleep. She wore the typical the typical female Chaldea uniform, white shirt, black skirt, black leggings and white boots. She has shoulder-length red hair tied in a side-ponytail on the left side with a usually yellow hair band and a cowlick, and light orange eyes.
To the side, stood three others two humans and one unknown animal. One was a member of Team A, the elites of the Chaldea master Candidates lead by Kirschtaria Wodime. Another a part of the first line support for Team A. An the creature was not a registered member of Chaldea that had simply appeared in Chaldea at some point a year ago.
Standing to the side was a young woman with short lilac hair, lavender eyes and fair skin. Her figure is fairly athletic. She appeared to be about 16. She's wearing rectangular frame glasses, a grey hoodie over a black shirt over a white-collar shirt, a red tie bearing the Chaldea insignia, a black skirt and tights, and brown shoes. This is Mash Kyrielight, the former leader of Team A now just a member of Team A.
"Mash, who is this exactly?" The boy next to her asked. He had turned the corner only to see Mash standing over this poor sleeping girl. Curious he walked over while voicing his question.
"Oh Alastair-senpai. I don't know—Fou just ran over here." Mash had responded respectfully. Mash was a genetically altered child with a fixed life span and as such she considered every one her senpai at the very least.
Fou is a creature that had appeared in Chaldea one year ago but only in front of Mash and Alastair becoming a sort of legend among the other staff members. It has predominately white fur with blue ear tips. It is no bigger than a squirrel it has a blue cloth that has a white cloth on top held together with red rope around its neck.
Alastair is 17 and The head and sole member of the Servant identification Department due to his mystic eyes of the Throne. He was wearing a modified male Chaldea outfit witch consisted of a white shirt, that had the Chaldea logo on his left side, black belt and trousers with grey shoes. On top of his shoulders he had a mystic code, to allow for clearer sight and reduced mana strain to help with the use of his mystic eyes, in the form of a coat that had navy blue base with a charcoal grey Chaldea symbol. His light blue hair swayed naturally. He wore glasses that functioned as special Mystic Eye Killers, allowing him to contain the ambient power of his Throne Eyes and restore his peripheral vision, which his other suppressants constantly compromised. His build is that of a long time marathon runner.
"Well, if I had guess she is probably one of the master candidates. Lets wake her up to find out." The boy then gently started slapping her face with Fou doing the same on the other side. This caused Mash to panic but Alastair only patted her head. The girl that was sitting started to stir so both Fou and Alastair both stopped slapping her face and moved back. Upon realising where she was she shot up.
"ATTENDANCE N...NO, 49TH MASTER CANDIDATE, FUJIMARU RITSUKA" She shouted as if fearing not being heard. "Alastair turned to Mash, giving her a look that plainly said, 'Told you.' Mash responded with a happy smile, bowing slightly as if to say, 'Well done, Senpai.'"
"So why are you sleeping in the middle of the corridor? Were you going to the conference with Olga?" Alastair asked the newly identified master candidate. Registering his words the girl quickly nodded. "Well Me and Mash are going there as well so we might as well take you along with us. Oh before I forget I'm Alastair, head of the servant identification department." Alastair introduced himself.
"And I'm Mash Kyrielight, a member of Team A and this is Fou." Mash introduced herself and Fou getting a chirp from Fou. Walking back to the main corridor, Ritsuka couldn't think of a single thing to say, forcing her hands into her pockets and settling for an awkward silence while Mash cooed at Fou, and Alastair walked with the hunched focus of a man performing brain surgery, his gloved fingers scrolling a continuous, blue-tinted data stream on his specialized phone. He wasn't ignoring them; he was perpetually prioritizing.
"Mash, I've told you moving around without telling us is - Oh. It seems you have two companions. It seems we have a visitor I don't think I've seen you before. Are you the rookie who was assigned here today? Lev Lainur I'm one of the engineers here. Oh and Hello Alastair." Lev introduced himself to Fujimaru and greeted Alastair.
"Hello, I'm Fujimaru Ritsuka. It's nice to meet you as well." Ritsuka introduced herself to Lev with a handshake to Lev and Alastair but was mistakenly rejected by Mash.
"The 39 members from the magecraft families have already gathered, meaning you're one of the ordinary group. I'm sure your training was tough, right?" The sympathy in his voice only seemed to confuse Fujimaru.
She blinked once, twice. "Training?" she asked, her voice quiet with genuine bewilderment. This got Alastair's attention.
"Then you must of been the last spot that we opened up to fill up the numbers." This revelation shocked Fujimaru. Noticing both Lev and Alastair spoke however it was Alastair who said something first. "You need not worry about why we let you in because your still as valuable of a person as any other master candidate. Though we should hurry Olga has a mean glare." Hearing Alastair's last sentence Lev nodded in agreement.
"Indeed the director has a mean glare. Sorry to keep you for so long. Alastair as you're the one taking Miss Fujimaru to the meeting. Can I ask you to watch over Mash for a while?" Lev asked.
"Sure. Guess your stuck with me Mash." Mash nodded with a smile but her face went to a questioning gaze which Alastair understood perfectly. "Oh if you want to take part in the meeting they shouldn't have problem with you being there so long as you stay next to me. Since I'm also a master candidate I need to be there and Lev has asked me to watch over you." Alastair explained. Hearing this Mash's face lights up.
The three then make their way to the meeting while saying bye to Lev. Quickly running to the conference, entering just before the start Olga makes eye contact with Mash and Alastair. Alastair despite being a master candidate his main role is to help the other master candidates on the missions so taking Mash and standing next to Olga because he had been selected as Olga's second hand helper. Alastair hid Mash from Beryl's sight.
"Why are you nearly late? Why are you so lazy? Why are you so damn annoying? Did you bring the documents?" Olga bombarded Alastair with questions. Alastair calmly waited for the questions to stop before answering.
Olga Marie Animusphere is a 22 year old woman with a relatively average height and a slender build. She is standing ramrod straight, which adds to her imposing presence. Her hair is long and white/silver, styled in a neat, sweeping manner that trails down her back. The colour is striking and marks her as part of the lineage of elite magi. Her eyes are a prominent feature, a sharp, intense amber or gold colour. They convey her intelligence, impatience, and the constant pressure of her directorial role. She is universally seen wearing the standard Chaldea Director's uniform. This is a formal, military-style coat, usually white with numerous gold or silver accents and high collars, emphasizing her position of authority over the facility. Her facial expressions are a mixture of frowning frustration, severe displeasure, and intense focus. She is rarely seen reflecting her upbringing as a genius mage and her stress as the person responsible for humanity's fate.
"I was looking after the newest master candidate. I have not got much to do. That's from your perspective. Yes, I have the documents you wanted." Alastair answered each question quick and effectively before handing the files to Olga and getting a snicker from Pepe and Beryl Gut.
"Hahaha, It seems our oh so reliable Head of servant Identification is so dependable." Beryl laughed. This got those around him to have one of three reactions laughter from those who don't know him mainly the ordinary people, a neutral face from the magi or a uncomfortable Mash.
"Oh that reminds me I have some gifts for everyone you don't mind do you Olga?" Alastair remembered turning towards Olga. This infuriated Olga even more.
"It's Director to you!" she told him sternly. Alastair walking over waving his hand in a 'Yeah, Yeah, whatever' with Olga blocking Mash from Beryl's sight.
Alastair walked over to each member of Team A handing them a black cylinder like object. then to the rest of the Master candidates. "I will explain these after Olga is done talking." He said while handing out all the cylinder objects. Seeing a nearly passed out Fujimaru, Alastair tapped her forehead and poured a minuet amount of Prana into her. She let out a painful yelp—a crude shock to revive her—and everyone's attention snapped to her. "Best to not fall asleep while Olga is talking never know might end up in the basement. Trust I know." Alastair laughed which reduced the tension that started to build from Olga's mean stare. Having finished handing out all but two of the objects he walked back to the Olga and Mash and handing those to the two. "Olga raised an eyebrow, not recognizing the object, and her golden eyes narrowed with immediate suspicion. "What unsanctioned project is this, Alastair?" she hissed in a low voice that few Masters heard, her gaze threatening to bore a hole through him and mash quickly and quietly thanked Alastair.
Upon the clock striking 12 O'clock Olga started the first Master meeting with all 49 master candidates. "Welcome to the security organization Chaldea. I am the director Olga Marie Animusphere. You are a group of chosen or scouted from all over the world because you possess a rare ability. That is the aptitude to spiriton dive. You possess the magical circuits and qualifications to become masters. You shall be reborn as a new type of magi, an unprecedented fusion of science and magecraft. With that make no mistake that it is only the ability itself that is special and not you yourselves, as people. Everyone here is standing at the same starting point. Understand that you are inexperienced amateurs magi especially those chosen from cillivian backgrounds. I shouldn't have to remind you that this isn't school anymore, so keep that in mind. In this place my orders are absolute, I won't allow any opinions or objections. be aware that you are nothing more than tools that will be used to save humanity so don't go thinking you are any thing else." Olga taking a moment to breath then carried on. "After Alastair you have until tomorrow before we start operation 1: Singularity F." Olga finished those who were more arrogant or those from civilian back grounds looked at Olga is displeased expression.
"Thank you Olga." This caused an outraged face on Olga but she let it slide because if nothing else his ability to create mystic codes and his ability to search the throne of heroes were invaluable for Chaldea. "As many may know I am Alastair, the head of the servant identification department here at Chaldea but also a head in mystic code research as well. Now for those who do not know about mystic codes or need a quick reminder. Mystic codes are some sort of mystic art woven into a object be it clothes or an inanimate object such as a pocket watch, they can range from having offensive spells to just providing a higher resistance to blunt damage. The mystic code everyone has a spell that increases the amount of mana from the air you would naturally absorb with a minor defence buff. It is just like a vest just putt it over your Chaldea uniform, of course you don't have to wear it but it can help when recovering prana. One last bit for those who don't know anything about the world of mystics I will be holding a class in a couple of hours at the library anyone is free to join. Oh and try to learn where everything is even if Chaldea is complicated it is still best to know where the café, Medical room, rest room and your room is." With Alastair done speaking Olga dismissed everyone until the next day.