So, after getting some PMs and stuff, I decided to go ahead with a multi-chapter MikoKuro thingy! Yay! I had an inspiration for a plot that just started out as an idea, then I kept thinking about it and told myself, "I have to do that!" So, I'm doing that. Now, before I go into my usual routine, a.k.a. rambling on for too long for no reason, without further ado, I present to you... the story! (Fail introduction much?)

"So, what do you think?"

"Think about what?"

"My suggestion. I think that restarting it is a good idea, don't you?"

"That experiment? Restart it? You're kidding, right?"

"Dumbass, didn't you listen to anything I said? A level six is exactly what Academy City needs. That power…"

"Academy City isn't what needs it, it's you that needs it."

"And Academy City needs me to be powerful."

"Aren't you powerful enough?"

"Tsk. That's what you think."

"Greed is a sin, you know. So is pride."

"Shut up, shithole. I'll give you some time to think about it."

"…"

Academy City. To most people, Academy City seems like one of the best places you could possibly live. But, Misaka Mikoto knew the truth. The darkness to Academy City. She had seen it plenty of times. Possibly more so than anyone else had. Sure, probably everybody who lived in the scientific city had seen it at least once, but no one knew how far that darkness went. But Mikoto did. And little did she know, she was about to plunge even deeper into that darkness.

"Really, Onee-Sama..."

Misaka Mikoto walked beside her roommate and friend, Shirai Kuroko. Who, as usual, was giving her a scolding.

"How many times must I say it?" Kuroko asked bitterly. "Upholding the peace in Academy City is-"

"'The responsibility of us in Judgment', I know," Mikoto cut her friend off. "It's not like I asked them to attack me." The pigtailed girl sighed loudly and ceased her walking, moving to stand in front of the taller girl. "I never said that. I am merely-"

"'Concerned about your safety', right?" As much as Kuroko adored the level 5, she was really getting tired of being cut off so much. She sighed, bringing her palm up to her forehead and wiping off a bit of sweat. "Could you at least let me finish my sentence?" The short-haired girl shrugged, walking up to a vending machine.

"Anyway, Onee-Sama," Kuroko continued impatiently. "As a civilian, you cannot interfere with my work so much. You could cost me my job or worse- Hey! Are you listening?"

The shorter girl's patience was hanging on it's last thread, and the fact that her senpai was staring at the vending machine instead of listening to her wasn't helping.

"Yeah, yeah, I heard." In a quick motion, the electromaster brought her leg to hit the machine with all her might. "Chaser!"

Those damn shorts... The younger thought this, yet decided not to say anything out loud, as she was not finished with her scolding. She watched the older girl frown at the drink she received, taking a sip of it nonetheless.

"Onee-Sama, please, all I ask is that you think before you act so recklessly." She finished, rubbing the back of her neck tiredly.

Mikoto nodded, smiling slightly. "I will." "That's what you said last time..." Her kouhai muttered. "And the time before that..."

"Hm? Did you say something?"

"Oh, nothing, Onee-Sama."

"Say, have you ever heard the story about the seven sins?"

"Can't say I have..."

"Really? Come on, everyone knows!"

"Everyone except me."

"Well, a guy named Christian goes to this place, called "Sin City". There, he meets seven people:

Lust,

Sloth,

Gluttony,

Greed,

Pride,

Wrath,

and Envy."

"...And?"

"Well, have you ever felt one of those?"

"Hasn't everyone?"

"Then, everyone's committed a deadly sin..."

"That's what this world is. Sinful... Don't forget that this is Academy City. Not exactly the place for those kinds of stories."

"Right, right..."

Mikoto went by many names in Academy City. The 3rd strongest level 5, the strongest electromaster, the Ace of Tokiwadai, the Railgun. Any normal person would envy her fame. But if you asked her, she'd say it isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Especially because of the Sister's experiments.

To think that one simple mistake cost so many lives... Mikoto would never forgive herself for that. She would never forgive him.

That sadistic Accelerator... What she got from that was one thing: He wanted power. And he didn't care what he had to do to get it.

Greed. Mikoto thought, looking down at her now clenched fist as she lied in the comfort of her bed, unable to sleep. She took a quick glance at her roommate. The younger girl's back was facing her, so she couldn't see her face. The soft muttering of her friend's nickname for her was evident, however.

Mikoto chuckled at her long-haired kouhai. Whenever the level 5 had trouble sleeping, she loved to listen to Kuroko's affectionate sleep talking. It calmed her, made her realize that someone cared for her.

Of course Kuroko cared for her. it was quite obvious. And, although the Railgun wouldn't admit it, she cared for Kuroko, too. A lot.

Mikoto smiled to herself and sunk deeper into her covers. Come to think of it... She thought. "Onee-Sama" is what the clones called me, too. She closed her eyes. I wonder what Kuroko would think... If she met the clones. The mere thought made her shudder. Maybe I shouldn't even think about that... The clones... The experiments wouldn't have stopped if it weren't for that idiot... And yet I couldn't even get the words "Thank you" to come out to him... She sighed.

I'm too bashful sometimes... She shook her head at that thought. I need to apologize for all the trouble I've caused Kuroko... Somehow...

She nodded at that thought, and fell asleep with the teleporter in mind.

The next morning, Mikoto awoke with a loud gasp, sweaty and terrified as the last images of bloody clones ran through her mind. She sat up, panting as a cold sweat ran down her face.

"O-Onee-Sama?" Kuroko's voice came to her ears, and she turned to the direction it came from.

The latter was sitting at her desk, brushing her wet hair with nothing but a towel on. Her eyes were wide and full of concern as she stared back at the level 5.

A wave of sudden heat overcame Mikoto, making her shiver and her face become hot. "Wh-What?" Was all she could get out. She mentally slapped herself.

"Are you okay? Did you have a bad dream?" Kuroko asked worriedly, running over and kneeling down at the foot of her beloved's bed. Mikoto blinked in confusion as she tried to get her brain to work properly. She brought a hand up to her face and sighed, staying silent for a couple of long seconds.

"Onee-Sama?" Her friend questioned, tilting her head at the older girl. "Yeah..." She heard Mikoto mumble. "It was just a nightmare. I'm fine now." "Are you sure? If something happened to you, I couldn't-" The Railgun put her finger to the recently-showered girl's lips. "I'm fine, okay?" She looked at Kuroko's worried face, and flashed a smile to convince her.

"...If you say so..." Kuroko murmured, face turning slightly pink. She watched as Mikoto swiftly climbed out of the bed and stretched, then looked back and flashed a grin to her kouhai.

"Kuroko, when do you have a day off from your Judgment work?" She asked, brushing her fingers through her messy and tangled hair, a result of tossing and turning in her sleep.

The teleported stood up and raised an eyebrow at Mikoto. "Um... I have the day off tomorrow... Why?"

"Well," Mikoto started, fixing up the out-of-place sheets on her bed. "I was thinking we could go shopping... Or something..."

When the teleporter didn't respond, Mikoto turned around, only to be tackle-hugged by the latter.

"Kuroko would love nothing more than to spend her day with Onee-Sama!" Kuroko exclaimed, nuzzling the taller girl.

Mikoto smiled and leaned into her embrace. They stayed like that for many long seconds, until they sadly broke.

As Kuroko took her leave to head to the Judgment branch, Mikoto thought one thing:

I guess all is peaceful now.

Accelerator lied on his back in the dirt. Blood soaked through his shirt and puddled around under his body.

He lifted a hand to his chest, causing blood to cover his palm. He looked at the blood-soaked hand through his blurred vision. He let out a loud maniacal laugh.

"With this..." the grey-haired level 5 mumbled, drawing words in the dirt using his blood. "I will obtain power... My ultimate power... It's so close..."

Finishing his writing, he let out a last laugh, before collapsing. Written in the dirt are the words:

"Gula, Fornicatio, Avaritia, Superbia, Tristitia, Ira, Vanagloria, Acedia".

Sooooooo, how was it? Of course, that's merely chapter one, folks! Leave a review. Was I good at being all mysterious? (NO!)

Anyway, if anyone knows what that writing is, you might get a present. But you probably won't unless you look it up on google. A hint: it's Latin for... Stuff.

Anyway, based on my busy schedule, I can't give you any exact date for when chapter two will come... I'm going to try not to make chapters too long so that I can get them out faster. But don't worry, I won't abandon this... Probably.

Knowing the kind of people who would read a story like this, you're looking for two things.

a) MikoKuro

b) Action!

And this story will have both! I said it once and I'll say it again this story is Mikoto-centric, and takes place somewhere after the Sister's arc. Oh and Accelerator will be a big part of the story, too. I have a love-hate feeling for that guy. I hate what he did with the clones and stuff but at the same time he's one of my favorite characters... I don't know. Rest assured that the MikoKuro will come eventually. I don't even know how many chapters this thing is going to have...

Oh and P.S. if you see any grammar/spelling mistakes, let me know. I looked over it a dozen times but you never know. So if you see any tell me and I'll fix them immediately.

That's all. See you in chapter two! Expect even more of my (poor) suspense and some action in that chapter.