VOLTAGE

by RCN

A mega-crossover between To Aru universe and various 'Western' franchise. So far i've included: InFamous, GTA, FarCry, Prototype. Bully.

1. Spark Battle!

Since the beginning of eternity, there exist a river between the planes of life and death.

People go there when they die, before they are sent to either heaven or hell.

But sometimes, god just go and say; 'Hey! This dude can't die yet! He still have more stuff that he can do for me!' and then simply plucks a soul from the river Styx and drop him in a proper place that fit his plan like high-precision problem-solving missile.

Cole MacGrath is one of such "lucky" (Your mileage may vary) soul.

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Standing at some indistinguishable street at the Academy City, surrounded by enormous skyscrapers, in the middle of the night, under a merciless storm, there are only ten people.

One of them is a middle aged man wearing a suit and carrying a suitcase. Certainly he wasn't anticipated a downpour like this, and looks like he doesn't appreciates being soaking wet either.

Surrounding him with their back, there is another eight people armored head to toe.

Four are carrying assault rifle.

Two are carrying a plastic shield.

One is carrying some sort of rocket launcher.

And one guy is a sniper.

"He's here." said the one with sniper rifle.

"yeah, I sort of noticed when he blown up the sodding limo!" says a guy with the rocket launcher. (and a British accent)

A few meters behind them, there is what seems to be a barely recognizable carcass of limousine.

"Fortunately we managed to evacuate before that…that…"

"What? Before the flying-spinning-blue-glowing-manta ray-thingy hit us?" snarks one of them who is carrying a shield. This one a woman.

"It was not a manta ray, lieutenant, it was a missile. And that's exactly why we need to find cover. Standing here in the open is a suicide." Said a man carrying a rifle with a note of authority in his voice.

"Sir?" says another man with assault rifle, while still carefully scanning the road for any sign of hostility.

"Yes, private? Make it quick. Everyone, start looking for cover."

"I won't move another step before you tell me what's we're up against. Sir."

The captain shook his head, he doesn't need this right now.

"I mean, sir, I know this is some sort of out-of-the record black ops stuff we're handling here, but you can at least notify us when the enemy forces has access to some sort of new age high precision cruise missile. Sir."

"We don't have the time, private. Now do your job and find some cover!"

"Aww, no need to worries, new blood. If he's coming, I'm going to bust a cap up his electrical ass for you." Said another man, also holding an assault rifle.

"Commander!"

"Whoops, sorry, cap'."

"Electrical…him…? Are we dealing with a single person here, sir? Is he an ESPER?"

"Shut your mouth private. Anyone sees anything?"

"Just an empty road…" Said the sniper.

"wait…Uh-oh."

That can't be good.

"What is it?"

"He's here."

He pointed his gun at a hundred-odd stories skyscraper about three hundred meters away.

"Codename Jupiter is here."

The captain's mouth then gives a silent 'fuck'.

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Our tenth man is actually wasn't on the street. He's lurking about a kilometer or two above ground, at the edge of a building.

He wears a plain, ordinary yellow raincoat with the hood covering tightly around his head, leather pants, and leather boots with hard steel soles with some hard rubber spikes, like a soccer shoes.

He also wears a cestus, rubber gloves covered in scales made of some unidentified metal.

Basically, he wears the attire of someone who is really, really afraid of water but for some reason must walks under a heavy rain like this.

The note of rainfalls hitting the surface of his plastic coat makes for an intriguingly calming note.

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"Order, sir?" asked the sniper.

"Shoot! Shoot to kill!"

The sniper obeys.

Well, at least, he's trying too. But sniping in this kind of storm, even Einstein would have trouble calculating the bullet trajectory…

But for someone else, that wasn't a problem.

PRECISION

Too late, mister sniper.

The sniper dropped his sniper rifle as soon as a high precision laser blast his face clean off.

"Oh…"

Two more consecutive blasts to the chest and to the….unmentionable quickly managed to make him drops like a Berlin wall.

"We lost our Sniper!" announced the new blood private.

"Ha! What a way to go!" said the commander.

"Eeep! He's coming!" squeal the lieutenant.

"You two with shield to the front! Everyone else, down the sight! Be ready to fire on my mark!"

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Cole MacGrath jumps, a hundred and ten stories below.

Few cars on the parking lot become victims as the concrete explodes around his landing spot, and start to sounds their alarm, which go out as soon as Cole starts sapping their power source.

Cole starts to walks on the street, and two street lights, one at the left and one at the right, immediately lost power, covering his face in total darkness under the hood.

With each five steps he takes, two more street lights go out. He keeps walking until he's about only twenty meters away from the group of people pointing their guns at him. The group of men that seems to be a special force can only wait in grim anticipation as they see the street lights go out two by two while aiming their guns at that general direction for what feels like eternity.

"Hm…."

FROST SHIELD

"OPEN FIRE!"

Under the dark night sky, Cole thinks that their muzzle flash almost looks like beautiful fireworks.

How pretty…

All their bullets stop as they hit a wall of supercooled air, when all of their kinetic energy are swiftly converted into electrical energy and simply absorbed by Cole.

"It's not effective!"

"Hey, you! With the rocket launcher! I said OPEN FIRE DAMMIT!"

"But, sir! He's only a single man! The collateral damage would be…"

"I said OPEN FIRE DAMMIT!"

Finally budging under constant pressure from his boss, the rocket launcher man takes aim, and pulled the trigger.

The next few events that happen under the next five seconds can be described as this:

-Rocket flies towards Cole.

-Cole sees a Pinto parked at the side of the road.

-Cole use electromagnetism.

-Cole throws Pinto at rocket.

-Spectacular explosion ensues.

Damn…That's a Pinto alright.

The explosion is so big it covers the entire road with flames. The men can't see Cole, and Cole can't sees the men.

And Cole likes it just fine.

Two small and simple lightning bolts suddenly sprout out through the wall of flame and hit both shield-bearers.

TARGET…MARKED

"Whoa! What was that!?"

"Simple lightning bolt…don't worry, it can't go through our plastic shield…"

ROCKETS…

Suddenly, two spiraling balls of light are fired haphazardly to the air.

….REDIRECT!

The balls of light suddenly curve like a Javelin Missile, and hit both shield bearers straight at the back of their necks, instantly overloading their nervous system.

"Ah…"

"Wow, that was…ah."

Both of them fell down.

"Hey, cap'n, maybe we need to start wearing rubber armor!"

"Commander! I don't need your joke right…oh."

Cole has walked through the firewall. His wet raincoat protects him from the flame.

"Open fi-"

"Oh, screw you!"

ALPHA BLAST

All the people in front of Cole suddenly lost their grip on the earth as they are hit by a sudden Electro-kinetic wave.

Well, everyone except the VIP, the middle-aged man in a suit carrying a suitcase, which appears to have been planted to the ground.

The man finally opens his mouth for the first time in this eventful night.

"Nice move, Jupiter." Compliment the man.

"Don't call me that, it sounds like a girl's name."

The man in suit simply chuckle. "but it matches your 'friend' here pretty well, don't you think?" said the man while making a gesture towards his suitcase.

"Yeah, yeah, hey, don't you guys weak against water?" Cole raises his hand, and the closed his fist.

ARC RESTRAINT

All the men on the ground suddenly find themselves unable to stand.

"You're done playing with them? Merciful as always, Jupiter. And as of your question, I can ask the same of you."

"The technology in this place is great." Says Cole, showing off his cestus. The mysterious alloy that made its armor somehow managed to channel all of his electricity without melting off. So he can afford to cover himself with non-conductive materials.

"Indeed it is. But that still isn't enough to defeat us. You may have won this battle, but…"

"I don't care about your war. I just want to go home."

The man gives a smirk, a smirk that clearly saying that he wants to be punched on the face. With a menhir.

"Say what you will, Jupiter, but you're already involved in this war, whether you like it or not."

"So, are you going to give me that suitcase, or am I need to kill you?"

"Straight to business, eh? Don't worry, I know my limit. I can't win against you. Go ahead and take it."

And then, outside any readers expectation, the man, and his suit, melts into some sort of black sticky goo, and go down the drainage, leaving only a suitcase with an emblem stamped on its corner.

On that emblem, printed in bold letters is written:

GENTEK

"Geez, these creepy fuckers and their body melting showbiz."

Cole MacGrath kneeled and starts trying to open the suitcase. It has a simple lock, so sheer brute force is good enough.

When the suitcase cracked, a strong wind hits Cole straight in the face, making his hood fell off. He quickly puts it back up before he short circuited under this downpour.

He opens the suitcase, and find inside it a small medical vial with a sickly looking black goo contained within, the same kind of material the man in suit was made of. The goo is sloshing around inside its vial, as if it's alive.

There's a label on the vial. ZEUS.

Zeus…or should I say…the real Alex Mercer.

Cole put the vial inside a little bag strapped to his left thigh.

Why it's you that get the name 'Zeus'? I'm the one with electric power, and all I got is 'Jupiter'? Why can't they use cooler name like 'Thor'? Whatever, Your 'twin' is causing a lot of trouble and you're going to help me fix it so I can go home.

Wait…

Cole jumps on top of a car, and then he uses magnetism to launch himself to the top of a nearby, shorter building, where he can think freely.

He pulls out from his little bag a folding umbrella. Cole MacGrath hates rain.

The umbrella is dark blue.

Cole MacGrath pulls out the vial back, examining its content, which now banging on the glass begging to be released.

Cole MacGrath starts to thinks.

When I heard that there's a secret facility under the city of New York that can creates a 'Resonance Cascade' for me to go back to my own world, I feels excited. And when I was made aware that the location of that facility is only known to a handful of scientists who was conveniently dead, I feel disappointed. But then I discovered that the one responsible for their deaths is a memory stealing virus, and now that I held the 'culprit in my hand… is there's actually a reason for me to go back?

The storm still hasn't let up. The dark sky lights for a moment as a distant thunder struck the earth.

Everything is finished, The Beast is dead, Most of my friends are dead, and the war between humanity and the conduits has been averted. The story has ended. There's no need for me to go back.

He looks again at The Blacklight virus inside the vial.

"Hey…now that I look at you closely, you sort of look like…"

"A bottle of expired Jell-O?"

"Well, I'm about to say 'explosive diarrhea' but that…oh…"

'Shit, dare I to look behind?' thinks Cole MacGrath.

"Ugh, can't your joke be less disgusting? You're talking to a girl here."

Cole MacGrath hesitantly looks back.

"Ah, it's the electro-chic again."

"It's not 'the electro-chic'! It's 'Mikoto Misaka'! At least get my name straight!"

"I don't care."

In front of Cole, came out of nowhere, now stands a girl wearing a skirt and hooded plastic jacket. The jacket is quite trendy-looking, colored in dull red, unlike Cole's run-of-the-mill yellow raincoat.

The girl is a lot shorter than Cole, so he can barely makes out a face from under the water-proof hood.

"Then, I will make you care." Said the girl, while rummaging around her jacket's pocket. You can barely tell by her accent that she's not a native English speaker.

When she taking her hand out, Cole can see briefly that she's carrying some sort of coin.

Cole's mind quickly says 'Okay, whatever she's gonna do with that coin, it's probably not beneficial for my well being' and hurriedly formulated a genius escape plan. Make giant explosion and run like hell.

"THINK QUICK!"

"Huh…?"

Mikoto, as quick as lightning her reflex may be, she's still a middle school student, and thus, susceptible to one of the oldest prank in history.

Mikoto drops her coin and catches what seems to be a glowing orb of lightning, which then sticks to her like a magnet.

"What the…?"

POOFF!

She only has the time to close her eyes before her face get hit by the combined might of electric and kinetic force.

The electricity does nothing, but the kinetic force is enough to knock her a few steps back.

When the smokes cleared out, Cole's is gone, leaving a giant pillar of ice and flabbergasted Mikoto on top of the building. And a blue umbrella.

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I DON'T CARE!

Thinks Cole MacGrath as he jumps from rooftop to rooftop. Each rooftops is hundreds of meters above sea level.

Every time he jumps, he left behind a pillar of ice behind. And the lighting in each building he stepped on dimmed for a seconds as Cole saps electricity through their large air conditioning unit.

What is up with that girl? Of course, I might rob a few stores for food, and maybe accidentally destroyed a generator here and there, but that's not a reason to brand me a criminal and throws a whole military upon my ass!

A helicopter flashed its spotlight on Cole. But he just doesn't care and keeps on running.

"This is the Anti-Skill! Drop your weapon and surrender! Or we'll shoot!" Said a man through megaphone.

But Cole just…

"I DON'T CARE! I'm not even carrying a weapon!"

Cole MacGrath stomps hard on the ground, the water vapor below his feet flash-freeze and expand, launching him hundreds of feets through the air.

And directly to the helicopter.

"HELLO!"

"Hostile on-board! Hostile on-board!"

ELECTRIC DRAIN

"GOODBYE!"

"All systems offline! Losing control! We're going down!"

Cole makes a soft landing on top of ninety stories building, while the helicopter made an emergency landing about two city blocks away.

Cole MacGrath hates rains, Cole MacGrath hates helicopters.

"Now, would you guys leave me alone already?"

Cole's radar pulse detects a huge source of electricity approaching his position with inhuman speed.

"No, of course you won't."

Cole was just about to jump again, but his path is blocked by a red haired short girl with a twin-tail. Tough you can't see it since she also wears a raincoat. Who wouldn't in this kind of storm?

Cole is pretty sure that this girl wasn't here before.

Cole MacGrath hates rains, Cole MacGrath hates helicopters. Cole MacGrath hates teleporters.

"Hey." Called the girl. Her tone is so high and mighty, that it would make most people feels like a mere bug in front of a queen.

But Cole MacGrath, by this point of his life, has already involved in too much random bullshit orgy to gives a single damn.

"Yes." Answered Cole with disinterest.

"Don't you speak English?" this girl speaks English, but with somewhat thicker Japanese accent than the other girl.

Cole MacGrath has just discovered that he's in Japan after he tries to read a discarded newspaper someday, and found out that he can read precisely jack shit.

"Yeah, sure. I speak English."

"Then you understand what those Anti-Skill were saying, right?"

"Sure."

"Yet you still just went and blasted their helicopter out of the sky. Why is that?"

Cole is pretty sure that this girl is using sarcasm.

Or is it called 'irony'?

"Isn't it obvious? I don't want to get captured."

"Aha!"Shouts the girl in triumph. "So you admit that you were resisting arrest!"

That is one excited girl, thinks Cole, As her voice can be heard clearly even over the sound of the rain.

"Err…sure."

"Well, well, then…" the girl gives a strange smirk that makes Cole really, really wants to go as far away as possible.

"My name, is Shirai Kuroko, and with the authority granted to me by the Judgment, you are under arrest."

"Sure, sure…"

That's quite a classic line in a buddy cop drama, thinks Cole.

And talking about buddies, judging from the giant electric signature, the electro-chic is coming this way.

"And!" continues the girl. "Since you are resisting, I am allowed…" the girl reaches to her pocket, and takes out a series of needles. A very, very large needles.

Cole MacGrath hates needles.

"…I am allowed to use deadly force."

Then, as soon as she said that line, the needles disappear from her hand.

Cole's mind moves as fast as lightning.

A Teleporter, and a suddenly disappearing objects…oh FUCK ME!

Cole dodges just at the right moment before the ground where he once stand on was turned into makeshift pincushion.

"Ha! Nice reflex! But how long do you think you can keep up?"

Not for too long, and he can't fight both the electri-girl and this little runt all at once. And that giant electric signature is going nearer and nearer by the seconds.

"Oh, whatever! I don't care anymore!"

One of Cole's life principal is apparently 'Jump first, and hope you don't get blind so you can look later'.

Because that's totally what he just did.

Admit it, when you are immune to fall damage, you'd also want to jump from a kilometer-tall building…

"YahoooweeeaAHAHHAHAHA!"

…while screaming like an idiot.

Cole sure enjoyed the taste of flight. The wind from below blew away his raincoat, revealing a tattered white T-shirt underneath.

Cole's falling, and falling…and keeps falling….towards Kuroko who is now patiently waiting cross-armed on the ground level.

"Ha! Don't think you can escape me so easily!" said Kuroko with cocky grin.

…Just as planned.

THUNDERDROP

"Oh, cra-"

And bam! Or whatever onomatopoeia you would use when the entire inertia of a fully grown man at terminal velocity is converted into a single blast of electricity in span of milliseconds.

The earth explodes.

The road is cracked, trees are set ablaze, and street lamps pops like a pop corn.

Apparently, Cole landed on some sort of park, because he can see some steel park benches. (Some which are just recently mangled.)

When the chaos subside, you can see Cole in Iron Man-like literal ground breaking three point landing, and not far from there, Kuroko lays broken on the ground, mumbling incoherently.

If Cole knows even a bit of Japanese, he would know that Kuroko mumbles something along the line of 'Getting trampled by entire Genghis Khan Cavalry', and then Cole would find it pretty funny.

Alas, Cole doesn't know Japanese, so he doesn't care and just keeps running.

"Ha! It's hard to teleport when there's ten thousand volts running through your brain, huh?!"

Of course, Cole didn't know the exact number, whether it's ten thousand or ten million volts. It's not like he ever jammed an ammeter up his nostril or anything…

*A few paces away, another electromaster sneezed.*

Besides he's a high school dropout!

Too bad the teleporters back at the Empire City are part of some sort of hive mind, so any technique to mess up their already messed up mind is rendered useless.

Anyway, Cole keeps running and running, passing an intersection, jumping through a few short buildings…and then he stops, at a large intersection. Realizing he doesn't know where to go.

"Maybe I should buy a GPS system…" thinks Cole. "Meh. I'm not good with electronics. I'll just buy a map after this. Or just steal one. I don't have any yen money."

Then he realized that the city is oddly quiet.

Standing at the middle of a great intersection, under heavy torrent of rain, Cole once again pulse his electric radar.

And the number of 'Red Dots' that suddenly spawn on his imaginary map is…a lot.

From every building, a group of well armed people walk out.

Large trucks coming out of nowhere, blocking all four exits of the intersection.

And more fucking helicopters.

The sound of helicopters, the men, and the storm…

It's noisy.

"You are surrounded!"

Oh, not this shit again.

"We have the entire district blockaded! Drop any weapon you posses and lay on your stomach!"

Cole reaches to his little bag strapped on his thigh, where ZEUS lays dormant.

Should I unleash you now?

After just a few seconds, he decides against it.

Nah.

Alright, Cole is surrounded, outnumbered hundred to one.

So, what would he do?

Well, I can tell you what he wouldn't do.

He wouldn't give a shit.

I mean, this is the man who has fought a red version of Dr. Manhattan, who is also on fire, and won!

Well, technically, it's a double K.O

But if you think about it some more, it's more like 'Double Dead', or 'Double being-ripped-at-molecular-level-by-alien-device'.

So anyway, Cole raises both his arms, and shot a bolt of lightning to the dark cloudy sky. Like that old novelty movie poster for TRON.

And with that single bolt of lightning, he is connected to the storm.

Cole brought his hands down.

Whoever said 'Lightning never strike the same place twice' obviously never met Cole MacGrath.

IONIC STORM

The first lightning, striking near Cole, gives everyone at the five kilometer radius a nasty case of tinnitus.

Second lightning, knocks out every electronic at the four mile radius. The helicopters are falling down.

Third, fourth, and fifth lightning, blinded every anti-skill at that large intersection.

When they're finally able to open their eyes again, Cole MacGrath is gone.

Later, they'll find out, that none of the lightning has scored a direct hit, and that the helicopters have made a safe landing.

The lightning show was just a distraction.

Now the Anti-Skill know that Cole MacGrath is not just a regular ESPER.

You know a guy means business when he starts using Mother Nature as flash bang grenade.

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Ugh…ain't gonna do something like that again anytime soon…

Cole MacGrath is now wheezing and whimpering through a narrow corridor.

Hmm…They didn't secure the subways…maybe I'm lucky.

Yeah, right.

This is a trap, isn't it?

Cole comes out of the dark corridor and out into a platform, where people usually stand waiting for their train.

The station is empty now. The train tracks are vacant.

The only person there is a certain girl in hooded red jacket.

"Oh, come on now…"

"You know, as an electromaster, you should learn to better control of your electricity." Says Mikoto. "I can sense your signature from miles away."

Cole turns his back, preparing to run like a bitch.

"Hey, do you know what am I able to do with this? I never told you, right?"

Cole looks back, and sees that the girl now flipping around another coin piece on her hand.

"Err…lend me some money?" guess Cole, only half-joking. He's broke as fuck.

From under her hood, you can see Mikoto smirked. "Heh. Funny. No, no, I'm not going to lend you my money. Now, do you familiar with the concept of rail gun? Mister Gremlin?"

Cole still remembers the good old days, when he was still at high school, when he was still being a regular high school boy, obsessed about girls and large firepower. Especially firepower.

More especially, he was obsessed with large, futuristic cannon, like coil gun and, yes, rail gun.

So Cole knows, that this coin going to hurts, like, a lot.

"Sure, I know about rail gun. And my name is Cole, Cole MacGrath. Not 'Gremlin'"

Poor Cole, always get the worst nickname. Ever since the people of Academy City discovered that there's a creature that roams the night, sucking electricity and breaking electronics, the mass media has started to call him 'The Gremlin'. Cole MacGrath used to hate the nickname 'Demon', but now, he wants it back.

"Ahaha, sorry, sorry, but you have never introduced yourself. At least now you know how I feel."

"Oh, you don't like the nickname I gave you? Well…"

Cole starts to rub his chin, as if thinking hard.

"Then, how about 'The Static Femme', that's a cool name, right?"

Our dear Cole MacGrath definitely needs to learn his timing when making stupid joke.

Misaka Mikoto stomps hard on the ground. She doesn't like the new nickname, and it shown on her face, even when all you can see is only her mouth under that hood.

"You are testing my patience, mister MacGrath."

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a black smoke arises from the floor, like someone opened a gas valve of the hell itself.

"Well, fuck."

The Demon of Empire City now thinks that he has been completely screwed over.

"The entrance to this subway station has been blocked, you have nowhere to run. Give up."

"What if I say 'no'?"

Cole MacGrath really needs to learn to choose his word wisely.

"Hmph." Misaka Mikoto chuckles. "Well, if you want to keep on resisting, usually, I would use a whip or my rail gun, but…"

Misaka put her coin back to her pocket.

"…In enclosed space like this, I think I'll just use my sword."

The cloud of black smoke now gathers on Misaka's right hand, then forming into what looks like a small katana. She flicks her wrist, and the sword starts to make a peculiar buzzing noise.

Although Cole doesn't know what Mikoto just did, he knows that she's probably going to try to murder him with it.

"I'm not fighting a girl."

"I'm not giving you a choice."

And with that, she charges at Cole.

She's definitely using magnetism, since there's no way a middle school student can move that fast. Cole can't even recognize that she has moved until it was all too late.

Left with no room nor time to dodge, Cole MacGrath is promptly got stabbed on the shoulder.

Whatever Mikoto used, it's sharp enough to go through Cole's entire shoulder, cutting tendons and crush through bones.

But, which Mikoto find as strange, Cole MacGrath doesn't show any reaction.

"What the…"

"Sorry, girl."

ALPHA BLAST

Misaka suddenly found herself flying, still with her weapon at hand. She quickly fixes her orientation, and crouch-land on her feet. On the other side of the station.

A kinetic blast? How did he…does he have telekinesis power? No, a dual-skill has been proven to be scientifically impossible. But all those ice pillars he left behind…"

"Dammit, another day, another set of clothes that needs to be mended." Complaints Cole, and his clothes, though it now has hole on it, there's little to no sign of blood.

Weird…even though I avoided his vitals, there's should be at least a little more blood…

"Anyway, miss…" Begins Cole, now being careful to not using any nicknames. "….this is not the first time I've been penetrated by high velocity object."

For those not in the know, Cole MacGrath has been shot, a lot. He particularly hates the Browning machine gun. And a buckshot to the face is really painful, too.

Cole MacGrath spins his shoulder, and it starts making a weird, clanking noise, it as if…

It as if his bone is regrowing and rearranging itself under his flesh…

"Miss…Misaka, is it? Or is it Miss Mikoto?" Cole has no idea how Japanese names work.

"Misaka is my family name."

"Very well, then, Miss Misaka. Do you familiar with the concept of 'Bioelectricity'?"

Mikoto has no idea what he's talking about, so reluctantly, she shook her head.

"You easterners often call it 'Chi' or 'Ki'. Basically, it's some form of electricity that encourage the growth of body cells. That means…"

"You can regenerate."

"Well…yes, I can. But only for small cut like this…"

Getting stabbed right troughs by an electric chainsaw is a 'small cut'?

"For a more major damage, like that from a direct hit by rocket propelled grenade…"

"You got hit by RPG?"

"Quite a plenty of times, actually. For such a severe wound and burn, I would use some form of local space time manipulation using a special electric frequency to cause a miniature resonance cascade."

"What that supposed to mean?"

"That means I can reverse the time around my wound to before I got hit by RPG."

"Wait, did you just say that you can time travel?"

"Time travel? No, not quite. Not yet, anyway. But I'm sure in the future, I can…"

Cole suddenly stops, looking dejected. It is clear that he don't want to venture further into this subject.

"You know what, let's not talk about that."

Poor Cole, having the love of your life killed right before your very eyes, by your own future self, that kind of misfortune only happens when you are in possession of a Godzillion magnitude of bad luck.

Although Misaka usually don't use profanities, she can't helps but to thinks; 'who the fuck am I dealing with?"

"By the way, I detected the electric signature of at least ten of this 'Anti-Skill' people outside the entrance of this station, few levels above. Why don't they come in and help you?" asks Cole MacGrath.

"You have just been declared to be a level five rogue ESPER, right after your little light show." answered Mikoto Misaka with more than just a bit of disdain. "They can't risk casualties."

There's also the possibility that you are a dual-skill. What are you, Mister MacGrath?

"So they sent a little girl instead."

"I am not a little girl!"

"Sure you are, you're small."

"I'm a proper Japanese lady! I'm supposed to be this size!"

Misaka grind her teeth, and Cole shook his head.

"If the Anti-Skill won't try to capture me…that means the only thing standing between me and freedom…is you. Are you sure you won't just let me go? You might get hurt."

That just pissed off Mikoto even more. She hates being treated like helpless little girl.

"No, I won't just let you leave." States Misaka, her black iron sword now buzzing a little faster than before.

She won't budge, and she makes that point very clear.

"Very well."

Cole grabs his right arm with his left, and starts to concentrate.

GIGAWATT BLADE.

And then almost instantly, from his extended right forearm, grows a superheated blade, about a foot long, made solely of hyper-excited electrons.

Hah, I see. You are actually quite talented as an electromaster.

"I hate to hurt a little girl like you, but you have to sleep for a bit."

"Then sing your best lullaby, Mr. MacGrath."

"Understood."

Cole charges, with the speed of a very fit mid man in his mid-twenty. He thrust his blade, aiming for Mikoto's head.

Mikoto sways her black blade, and Cole's blade immediately disintegrates.

Mikoto slashes at the now weaponless Cole, but his skill as a traceur saves him. A couple back-flips, and he's already at save distance.

"Ha! You were using electric blade against a level 5 electromaster! Are you stupid!?"

"No." said Cole while kneeling on the floor. "Just trying to distract you a bit."

"Huh? I…"

Misaka then looks at her sword, and surprised to see that it has been covered with three orbs of light sticking on it. And it's not made of electricity.

"Gah! Dang it!"

Misaka throws her sword away. It retains just enough magnetism to stay in its sword form for exactly nine seconds, before dissipates into little more than pile of iron sand.

The orbs that used to stick to that sword roll around on the ground for a while, before exploding into three separate pillar of ice. If Misaka Mikoto is still holding her sword, she would freeze like a mammoth.

"A cyro-grenade?! You are a dual skill!"

"Nah, I just borrowed the cyrokinesis from a friend."

Ah, I see, so it wasn't natural. Maybe using some sort of technology? But that kind of machine doesn't even exist on Academy City, and Academy City is probably…no, is the most advanced city in the whole world. So how did he…

"Sayonara, Miss Misaka."

"What?"

Cole MacGrath suddenly knelt and smashes his palm to the ground.

IONIC FREEZE

Misaka Mikoto suddenly finds herself face to face with a horde of fast-forming glacier charging at her.

Misaka jumps, and then uses magnetism to sticks to the ceiling, upside-down like a fly. Her short underneath her skirt saves her dignity.

"Uh-oh…"

Cole has expected that one single burst of a wide area of effect attack would finish her off, but now he has one angry Misaka charging at his position, running upside down on the ceiling, dedicated to smash his face with good ol' fistfulla loit'nin.

Did you ever have lightning strikes very near to your position? Remember the sound? And maybe you remember how your entire house is shaken by it?

Cole MacGrath just took the brunt of a similar force, directly on his right hand, as he tried to block Misaka attack.

BLAR!

Misaka lightning-punch sent Cole flying really, really fast, towards the wall on the far ends of the subway station.

BAM!

The force of the impact is enough to breaks the wall.

"Oh…that's really hurt…"

Cole sit slumped on the floor, leaning against the wall. He looks at his right arms, and see that the entire right sleeves of his plastic raincoat has been melted to his skin.

It's really fucking hurt.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHH! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! IT HURTS! IT'S FUCKING HURT! GAH!"

Cole is now rolling on the floor, clutching his now-useless right arm. His painful scream can be heard even from outside the station, above ground.

"Sorry about that. But you are an opponent that I can't take lightly."

Misaka Mikoto strode on an even pace as he walks towards the now defeated Cole MacGrath. The sight of a full grown man lying on the ground, facing a middle school girl who's barely even dropped a sweat. It's quite sad, really.

"If you give up, we can provide treatment for your arm."

The shock from the impact has knocked his hood down, revealing a pale skin covered in sickly, dark veins.

Mikoto, being curious, squat down until her eyes stand at the same level as Cole's.

There's only a few inches distance between their face now.

Misaka sees that whatever running through his veins can't be blood. Blood cells, well, at least living blood cells can't be that…black.

But the pulsating vines across Cole's face suggest otherwise.

"Are you even alive?" asks Misaka.

"Coming back from the realm of the dead after being destroyed to the DNA really doesn't go to well with skin complexion."

"What?"

"Ugh, nothing. Forget I ever said that."

His skin looks dead, like its has never seen the sun. The texture somewhat reminds Mikoto of an Egyptian mummy. In fact, his entire face looks dead.

Well, except for his eyes.

His iris is colored bright, electric blue. The kind that would make you sure that he's actually wears a contact. But unlike the dead stare of contact lens, this eyes have the presence of life so strong, it almost like it's saying "My body might be broken, and the rest of my body might be ugly as fuck, but I'm still alive and shining."

His eyes is so beautiful, that Mikoto can't help but just sit there and stares for a few seconds.

"Gah!" Cole, still lying on the floor, winced in pain. He clutched his fried right arm once again.

"You can't heal. I can sense you, you know. You are drained."

Cole grinds his teeth, trying to subdue the pain. Misaka sees a spark of black lightning sprouts from his wounded arm.

Wait, black lightning? That's a physical impossibility. A lightning can't be black just as light can't be dark.

Ugh, maybe I need to check out my eyes to a doctor or something.

After all, her power involves looking at lightning at point blank range, that can't be good for her eyes.*

"Huh, your output might be big, but your battery is pretty weak, isn't it?"

"Shut up, bitch."

Huh?

"Look at my arm, look at what you did to my arm. You'll pay for that, you little bitch."

Mikoto stands, and takes a few steps back. Something is wrong here.

"Oh? Backing up now? And I thought I could just strangle you to death."

Cole's voice hasn't changed, but so far, his tone has been more to the 'friendly' side, albeit somewhat annoying.

Right now, his tone has nothing in the way of friendliness. Instead, his voice now reeks…malice?

Cole, now standing up, looks at his burned arm. He doesn't look any bit disturbed by it. Instead, his eyes shows…thrill.

Cole flicks his arm, and it's explodes in a sparks of black lightning.

The black lightning covered his entire right side.

'This is not lightning.' thinks Misaka. 'I can't sense any electron from it. it's something else, it just somehow "looks" like lightning.'

When the 'lightning' is gone, Cole's arm has been completely healed, revealing a muscular arm with pale complexion, just like the skin on his face.

"What are you?" asks Misaka. But she has the feeling that she doesn't want to know the answer.

Cole simply smiles. And then answers;

"Just the man who's going to kill you."

And for some reason, Misaka just can't help but to believe him. She doesn't know, but there's something in his voice that scares her.

"Gah!"

Cole suddenly grab his head with both hand, bended over, as if he's in great pain.

"Oh! Come on! At least let me play with her!"

And then Cole simply drops to the ground, and the stay there and doesn't move, as if dead.

When Cole finally speaks again, the aura of malice is gone.

"No…you…stay inside."

Cole stands up.

He looks at Mikoto, who is just standing there, dumbfounded, her mind trying to process what the hell just happened.

"Sorry girl." Says Cole.

LIGHTNING TETHER

Misaka can sense that Cole is using electromagnetism, but by the time she felt his electric signature, it was all too late.

Even though she can sense his movement, her body reacts too slowly to do anything.

After all, for all the voltages it has, Misaka's body is still that of a middle school girl.

She can't even move an inch before Cole launch herself at her.

"I can't spare the energy to play with you."

Cole then uses his only advantage against The Ace of Tokiwadai; The size of his fucking fist.

WHAM!

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At another subway station, at the other side of the city, there is only a single man.

He wears a simple, short sleeved cotton shirt, colored dark ocean blue.

His face is pretty, if not for the five o' clock shadow, he can easily pass for a woman.

His left ring finger has been cut off, and on his left arm, there's a highly complex tribal tattoo.

His name is Jason Brody, and he's been waiting for his train for an hour, unaware that a high voltage battle has caused a major blockade to all subway routes.

So he said 'Fuck it' and goes looking for a cab instead.

"Taxi!" He shouted to the first taxi he sees after he gets out from the subway station.

This taxi doesn't looks like a regular taxi. It looks like an executive SUV, Probably a high class taxi. The fare probably is ridiculous, but under this storm, Jason Brody can't afford to be picky.

Jason Brody hurriedly gets inside the backseat of the taxi. He can immediately feels that the heater is on.

"Thank you for choosing The Bellic Transport Enterprise. Where do you want to go, sir?" said the driver with practiced hospitality.

The driver wears a formal grey suit and white shirt, so this taxi is definitely expensive. The driver himself is nothing special, except that he has what Jason Brody can only guess as Russian accent.

"To district seven, please."

"Understood, sir. My name is Niko, and I'd be your driver for this trip."

For a place filled with teleporting, lightning brewing, vector-altering jackasses, never once did the Academy City consider a certain technology called 'Guns' would posses any significant threat.

This belief would soon bites Academy City hard on its ass.

For now, under a stormy sky, sitting under the same roof of a same car…there is two men.

Each of them is holding enough firepower to out-murder the entire ancient Spartan history.

-End of Chapter One-

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Author's Note:

-*MISAKA WITH GLASSESSS! MOE!

-I wrote this fic under a storm, a lightning blasted my internet connection. Upload it from school.

-The author totally don't know what he's doing and only have a little knowledge of the English language. He makes it up as he goes along.

-can't decide wether to use good cole or bad cole, wrote a multiple personalities disorder instead.

-Disclaimer(s): Misaka Mikoto, Kuroko, and the anti-skills, all from the To Aru series belongs to Kazuma Kamachi. Cole MacGrath from InFamous belongs to Sucker Punch. ZEUS from [Prototype] belongs to Activision ( I think, or is it called Radical Entertainment?). Jason Brody (Far Cry 3) belongs to Ubisoft. And Niko Bellic (GTA 4) belongs to Rockstar.

-Will be a one shot except if anyone likes it. Review!