A piece of Elden Ring x Fate/Grand Order fan fiction featuring two very handsome anthro wolf warriors.

This was originally going to be a belly kink fic but it didn't turn out the way in the end, oops! I may take another shot at it down the line as a follow up to this now that all the groundwork is done.

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Half-Wolf Servant
By Angelus

Blaidd wasn't certain that his summoning spell was correct. For one, it seemed significantly more complex and elaborate than the one he had seen the Tarnished use. He remembered them just using some small object to summon a specter of another Tarnished that aided them in battle. It was a very useful trick, the half-wolf thought, so he had attempted to emulate it but found no success. Perhaps being a Tarnished was a requirement, but Blaidd had no desire to take the Elden Ring for himself, so he didn't qualify.

His research led him to the summoning ritual that was now etched into the dirt before him. It was a circle of several feet in diameter, elaborately decorated with various geometric shapes and runic carvings in a language he couldn't read. The books he referenced were difficult to understand, but from what he had gleaned, this spell was designed to summon a powerful ally. At the very least, it seemed to be what he was looking for.

As the sun set over the secluded forest grove, he used a knife to cut his palm before he squeezed some of his blood onto the summoning circle he had carved into the dirt. "My will creates your body. Your sword creates my destiny," he began. The entire summoning array began to glow with silver light, and Blaidd felt his fur stand on end as the air began to hum with mana. "What the bloody hell am I doing..." he muttered, continuing despite his growing reservations. "I do swear, that I will be all the good in the world. That I will vanquish all the evil in the world. Rrgghh..!" The back of his right hand began to burn like fire, and what looked to be a red bruise bloomed over his skin, reddening even his fur. "I-if you... If you heed my will and reason, come forth, O guardian of the scales!"

The glow from the circle erupted into a blinding pillar of silver light that touched the sky. Waves of intense magical energy poured out like wind, saturating the entire forest with mana. The bruise on the back of Blaidd's hand crystallized into a distinct red symbol in the shape of a wolf. Blaidd raised his arm to shield his face from the wind and light, until the sudden eruption ceased, leaving the area heavy with a shimmering mana fog. It drifted away from the circle, and Blaidd could already make out the silhouette of a person standing in the fog.

Blaidd was wary, and he drew his massive greatsword, holding it in a guard stance in front of him. "Who goes there?"

The figure's head turned to look at Blaidd. As The fog cleared, Blaidd could make out a pair of dog ears on their head, just like his own. The figure began to step forward, and Blaidd shifted from a guard stance to an attack stance. "Halt! Identify yourself before you approach further."

"Ugh, what is wrong with you? Aren't you the one who summoned me?" The voice was masculine and annoyed. More of the fog peeled away, revealing a face not unlike Blaidd's own. A long, grey-furred muzzle filled with sharp teeth. A wolfish visage. Teal blue eyes that almost seemed to glow.

"I believe so. That was my aim at least." Blaidd replied, not ready to relax yet.

"So you're my Master then huh? You don't seem like you know much about what you've just done. Want me to fill you in?" the stranger offered.

Blaidd lowered his guard slightly. "Ah... Yes. Please. That would be appreciated."

"Sure sure, comes with the job anyway."

As the last of the fog cleared, Blaidd tried to understand what he was looking at. The other half-wolf's clothes were like nothing he had ever seen before. There was no visible armor, just a long brown coat that looked much too warm, and a number of belts with various pouches on them. "Who, and what, are you?"

"First off, my name is Patxi. I am your Archer Class Servant, bound to you by the Command Seals you've now got on the back of your hand there." Patxi explained, using a lot of terms that Blaidd had never heard before.

"Servant? Command Seal..?" he tilted his head, puzzled.

"Oh geeze, yeah, I'm getting it now, this world isn't like the ones I've seen before. Okay, how can I explain this…” Patxi dug his heel into the dirt. “Okay, so I'm a warrior from a different world. As a result of your summoning ritual, I answered your summons, and am here to fight at your side. That's more or less what a Servant is. Got it?" Patxi looked at Blaidd expectantly.

Blaidd nodded. "While that is hard to believe that you come from a different world, I do understand it. Please continue."

"Alright, good, I'm glad my Master is quick on the uptake." Patxi's tail swished. "So that symbol on your hand, that's a Command Seal. If you look closely, you'll see it's made up of three parts."

Blaidd inspected the symbol on his hand. Patxi was right, the wolf-shaped seal was broken up into three parts that formed a full image. Blaidd also noted that the extreme burning sensation from earlier had faded. "You're right, it is. But what does that mean?"

"Well, if you focus on our bond or something and issue a forceful command, you can use one stroke of that seal to make me do whatever you want. You can do this up to three times, and after that, our contract is severed, and I'll go back to where I came from after a while." Patxi looked away and pouted. "Though uh, I'd prefer it if we could just get along like normal people. I'd like to avoid being forced to do things I don't want to do."

“Right. You seem like the civil sort, so I will treat you as such.” Blaidd dipped his head respectfully.

Patxi mirrored the gesture, tipping his hat up as he did so. “Good, in that case-” Patxi paused mid-sentence. His ears twitched and his nostrils flared. Blaidd did the same, picking up the same threat that his Servant was. “What is that?” Patxi’s claws extended.

“Runebear. It’s approaching, fast. The ritual must have attracted it, get ready to fight.” Blaidd resumed his full combat stance and turned away from Patxi to face the direction the Runebear was approaching from.

“Got it! You lead, I’ll support!” Patxi flipped his rifle off his back and into his hands in a split-second motion, ready to fire as soon as he had a shot.

The building-sized Runebear burst through the trees and ruined buildings, sending debris flying at the two wolf warriors. Patxi dove out of the way and rolled to get clear, shouting a curse as clods of dirt pelted his back. Blaidd sidestepped the charging bear and used the flat side of his sword to deflect debris from his face while his armor shrugged off the rest.

The Runebear dug its claws into the ground and scraped to a halt, cutting huge ruts in the ground with its massive claws. It turned and reared back, roaring and showing off the glowing rune patterns over its chest that gave it its name.

“That looks more like a demonic beast than a bear!” Patxi protested. His sharp eyes cut through the cloud of dirt, and he took aim, firing a volley of shots from his hunting rifle at the monster’s exposed belly. The shots hit their mark, causing blood to spurt from the wounds, but the Runebear didn’t seem phased at all. “What is this thing made of?”

“Meat and bone!” Blaidd wasn’t familiar with the kind of magic Patxi was using, but he could tell it was powerful by the way it made rivers of blood pour out of the bear with every explosive cast. Emboldened, Blaidd moved in for an attack as the Runebear raised an arm for a swipe. As the body-sized paw bore down with claws barred, Blaidd dropped into a slide to get under the paw, but realized he was a second too slow as the claws closed in around his head.

Another volley of gunfire rang out, and the Runebear’s paw was flung to one side with a splash of blood from the impact of the bullets. Blaidd slid clear and ended up uninjured underneath the beast. With one heft of his greatsword, he thrust it upward and plunged it into the Runebear’s stomach, wrenching it to worsen the wound. Blood poured down his sword and over his arms as he pulled it free and rolled out from under its legs.

“Master! What’s the plan?” Patxi shouted as he darted behind trees to take cover and confuse the bear.

“Can you draw its attention?” Blaidd tried to get in for another cleave, but the monster was thrashing, making the approach too risky.

“I can! Hey, you!” Patxi fired a couple of shots into the air, and the Runebear turned its murderous gaze on him. “Over here! Oh, crap!”

The Runebear roared and barreled into the woods after Patxi on hearing his voice, and Blaidd followed in hot pursuit. He hadn’t expected the bear to charge, and he was barely keeping pace. He leaped over falling trees knocked down by the bear and was hot on its heels. Up ahead, Patxi was sprinting in front of the bear, keeping its attention by occasionally turning and firing shots into its shoulders and front legs, but it was gaining on him inch by inch. “Press on, I’m almost there!”

Patxi could feel its hot breath on the back of his neck as it closed in, and he knew he had to change the pace of the fight or he’d be done for. “Blaidd! I’ll hold it in place, you finish it off!” Patxi turned on the heel of his boot and planted both feet firmly on the ground, arms up. The Runebear lunged at his with jaws wide open.
“Patxi, be careful, that thing-!”

There was a crash as the Runebear’s lunge landed, and its body almost flipped over from how suddenly it came to a stop. Patxi had grabbed its jaws in his hands and was holding them wide open. His legs were sunken into the cracked ground from the impact, and his arms were shaking from the effort. “I said I got it, rrgghh!” He grit his teeth as he strained to hold it back. “Finish it!”

“Right!” Blaidd crouched, and his blade glowed as the surface of it was enveloped in a layer of frost. He pushed off the ground into a forward somersault, flying over the top of the Runebear before crashing down on top of it, plunging his infused blade into its back, down to the hilt. “Stand back!”

Patxi leaped away and the bear collapsed. It let out a furious snarl as it tried to get back on its feet, but it was too late. Blaidd ripped his sword out of the bear’s back, and a massive blast of frost enveloped the entire beast, sapping the last of its strength. It collapsed again, this time silent and unmoving.

Blaidd hopped off of its back and onto the ground, sighing with relief. “Well now, Patxi was it? You’re nothing like any warrior I know, but you fight like the best of them. You’ll have to teach me that magic of yours sometime.”

“What, my rifle? Sure, I can show you sometime. It’s probably easier to use than you think. And anyway, you swing around that big sword like it's nothing! AND you you’re a koldun, er, mage! I’ve got one impressive Master this time around.” His tail was obviously swishing to and fro as he spoke.

“I’ll take that as an honor. Now, let’s uh… let’s…” A wave of fatigue washed over the half-wolf, and he swayed where he stood, vision going blurry.

“Shit, I got you!”

Surprisingly strong arms took hold of Blaidd and steadied him until he came back around. “Oi, did I almost faint?”

“Yeah, sorry about that, I use more magical energy than your average Servant. I usually make up for it by being stronger than average too, but something about this world is holding me back. Like the concept of a heroic spirit isn’t as strong here.” Patxi led Blaidd to one of the trees that had been toppled in their fight and used it as a log bench. “Thankfully, nothing restores magical energy quite like a good meal! How about I cook us something to make up for burning up all your strength?”

“That would be lovely.” Now that Patxi mentioned it, he really was feeling hungry. On top of that, his head was still swimming with the day's events. His summoning ritual had worked better than he could have hoped, but he also realized he was in over his head with the kind of magic he had used. What he had summoned was something beyond what he’d seen the Tarnished summon. Patxi was from an entirely different world; an outrageous claim to be sure, but his strange manner of dress and unknown weapon were proof enough for Blaidd.

As Blaidd rested and cleared his head, Patxi went about setting up a makeshift camp. He gathered sticks and kindling from the fallen trees and arranged a fire pit, and used a lighter to get the campfire going. Once he was sure it would stay lit without being watched, he pulled a large hunting knife from a leather sheath at his side and started to hack away at the Runebear, skinning it and cleaving out large chunks of meat. Soon, the smell of roasting meat filled the air, making Blaidd’s stomach growl.

“Aye, you’re an old hand at this sort of thing aren’t you?” Blaidd asked as Patxi settled in to tend to the meat over the flames.

“Huh? Oh, I guess you could say that. I spent most of my life hunting for my own food so I guess I’m alright at it.” Fat dripped from the meat and sizzled as it spilled into the flames.

“Sounds like the world you come from is pretty unforgiving. Not sure I can say this one is much better, but I hope you can enjoy your stay here.”

Patxi paused. “It was rough, yeah. This place seems a little nicer at least. Not as cold.”

Blaidd’s ears perked up and he turned a curious eye to his Servant. “It was? Did something happen?”

“Uh.” Patxi stopped moving for a moment, then resumed his work. “Actually, I’d rather not get into that right now if that’s okay.” Patxi’s ears drooped and he avoided eye contant with Blaidd.

The half-wolf was curious, and he felt a tingle on the back of his hand. He glanced down at his Command Seals, but it wasn’t more than a glance. “I shan’t pry.” It was none of his business prying into the life of someone he’d just met, he thought.

“Thanks Master. Anyways, the food is ready! Let’s eat!” Patxi fetched the meat that had been cooking over the fire and brought it over. Each slab of lightly charred flesh was speared through the middle with a large branch that Patxi had whittled down into a smooth pike. It was only now that it was being placed in his hands that Blaidd noticed just how large the portions were. The piece of meat before him was easily enough for ten meals.

“Uh, Patxi, this is a bit…” He looked over only to see Patxi removing his warm jacket and undoing the belt looped around his pants.

“Hmm? Ugh, don’t tell me I burned it?” He was wearing a button-up vest under his shirt, and he started to undo those buttons as well. “I can cook you a fresh one in that case. But aren't you going to take your armor off to eat?”

“N-no, the meat is fine, it’s just, there’s so much…” Blaidd tried to explain.

“Really? This is about average for me, and you’re-. Oh.” Patxi’s face turned down into an embarrassed grimace as his cheeks grew warm. “Uh, you see, we Yaga have dangerously huge appetites. I assumed since you looked like one it would be true for you too… I should have asked you first.”

Blaidd looked over Patxi. The summoned wolf had a nimble build, a bit slimmer than Blaidd had assumed at first, but the heavy coat made Patxi look bigger than he was. He was also only the height of the average human, meaning Blaidd towered over him by almost double Patxi’s height. “How much do you need to eat exactly?”

“Uh, well.” Patxi gestured at the huge meat slabs he had served. “I was planning to eat one of these and call it a late dinner.”

Blaidd’s face paled and his eyes went wide. “That much?” He couldn’t imagine how all of that food would fit into such a small body… but then it hit him why Patxi had undone his belts and buttons before eating.

“Yup, that much. Don’t worry though, just eat as much as you want.” He took a seat and tore into the meat, ripping huge chunks out of it with his sharp teeth.

“Ah…” Blaidd watched Patxi for a moment more before digging in himself. He ate slower than his companion, making sure to chew his food a bit before swallowing it. The Runebear was well roasted, having a crispy outside and a juicy, soft inside. “Oh. That’s good.” He tried to mind himself as he ate, but he couldn’t resist stealing glances at Patxi.

The Yaga, as Patxi had called himself, was ripping into the meat like a ravenous monster. He’d already swallowed enough to make a full meal for Blaidd and was still going strong. His throat bulged with every swallow, and his fluffy white stomach was pushing out into a round curve as it filled. He dauntlessly chomped through pound after pound of seared meat, stripping it from the pike he’d speared through it. Blaidd was getting full just watching him.

Blaidd ate until he was uncomfortably full, which was not something he often indulged in. He could feel his stomach pressing against his armor and wished he’d followed Patxi’s lead and removed it before he started eating. There was nothing left of what Patxi had eaten other than a gnawed wooden pike that was stained with juices from the meat it once held. His stomach was filled with his meal and bulging out into his lap, and he let out a satisfied sigh as he leaned back on his arms.

“Ahhh, now that hit the spot,” Patxi said as his tail dusted the log bench they were sharing. “Feeling better?”

“I no longer feel fatigued, but I fear that I may have overdone it and become lethargic instead.” Blaidd let out a heavy sigh. He’d eaten enough that he was certain he felt heavier.

“Do they not have the term ‘food coma’ here? It’s when you eat so much it makes you want to sleep. If you need to nap you can go ahead, I’ll keep watch and clean up the camp,” Patxi offered.

“I think… I might just do that. Thank you Patxi.” Blaidd reluctantly got to his feet, groaning with every motion from carrying what felt like a boulder of meat in his gut. He shuffled over to a patch of grass nearby and crouched down, curling up while still seated upright. His head and eyes drooped, and soon he was snoring.

Patxi sat for a few minutes more to let his food settle before getting to his feet. His ears remained alert for any sounds of danger as he went about smothering the campfire and cleaning up the ash. Blaidd snoozed in the grass nearby, undisturbed by Patxi’s busy shuffling. The Yaga cleaned up their makeshift cooking camp the best he could, and even took the time to roll all of the fallen trees into a more neat pile to keep them out of the way. With his strength, it was trivial.

Blaidd only napped for a quarter of an hour before he roused himself from sleep with a yawn. He felt rested and alert and not nearly as weighed-down now that his food had digested, and he made a note to not let Patxi’s appetite rub off on him unless he wanted to get used to post-meal naps. Patxi had gotten dressed again, his clothes fitting neatly and leaving no trace of the huge meal he had consumed. “Seems all was quiet while I slept,” Blaidd commented as he got to his feet and stretched, making his armor rattle against itself.

“Yeah, nothing interesting happened. I got things cleaned up, so we can head out to wherever, whenever.”

“Good then. In that case, I think we should retire to a safehouse now that night has fallen. I know of a few nearby that will be suitable, I’ll lead the way. Ready?”
Patxi nodded. “I’ll follow!”

The two wolves delved into the woods. Patxi followed Blaidd through the woods of this unfamiliar land, headed for locations unknown. He wasn’t yet sure what to think of this world, but he was certain of at least one thing; he’d really lucked out, getting summoned by a Master like Blaidd.