Apologies for the large amount of dialogue in the previous chapter. Some of you wanted to know what The One Church is, but don't worry, you will know in due time...

Minor note: I placed a line to show a change of scene or perspective.

Anyways, without further ado, lets get to the ACTION... (mild language ahead)

Disclaimer: All characters and models belong to their respective owners. I do not own anything. (Just in case of copyright)

Flashback-

-EOS-04-1 UCS Spirit of Washington(Leviathan-Class Battlecruiser), Pacific Ocean, 6:30 pm, September 5, 2038-

Kamijou Touma found himself in darkness. There was nothing, neither good nor bad. There was no time of day, no work, no rest, just nothing but a somewhat peaceful silence.

So, this is death, huh? And on the only time I actually feel like doing something... such misfortune. I wonder how the others... I can't remember who the "others" are...

Then he heard a distant voice.

"Holy..."

"What is it?" There were two voices.

"Brain activity! This guy is still alive!"

"And just as I was about to start the autopsy... how can you tell?"

"Doesn't matter, get his body into cryo!"

Then he woke up. The first thing he saw were medical devices, a ceiling and a glass wall with a lab on the other side. The room itself seemed to sway a degree or two, and he could somehow tell the difference. He must be on a large ship of some sort. Kamijou noticed that his senses and cognition were stronger, he felt far more energetic, and from what he could determine, his body had hardened, perfectly toned muscle.

"Good to know you're awake. Earlier than expected at that." The voice came from the left.

"Who are you?" Kamijou asked.

"You can call me Andris. But to return it to you, do you remember who you are?"

Kamijou tried as hard as he could, but he couldn't remember anything, not even his own appearance from before. Only the darkness he was in before.

"... I can't remember."

"Well, looking at the MRI, 87 % of your brain suffered catastrophic damage, and to be honest, they look like scrambled eggs."

"Funny way of putting it, huh?"

"You're not the only one. I can't remember much either. The were also a few others with amnesia as well. But about you now. Your name is Kamijou Touma, age 17. You attended A Certain High School in which the name was not mentioned, and you were nearly killed in a cruise missle attack. You also had a lot of misfortune."

Kamijou tried to get up, but he couldn't move his limbs or his head.

"Oh, lets take the upper restraints off. You seem mentally stable." Andris tapped something on a holograph and Kamijou could move his arms. They appeared to have a near perfect representation of the muscle system, but with the skin replaced with shifting plasma contained in black, ultra fine metal dust, which was shifting as well, all in tandem with how he moved his "arms." A red glow was also visible between the seams of "muscle."

"What happened to me?"

"I can only give you the basic details. Okay? You went through a Sentient Energy Conversion process. We use the famous e=mc*2 equation to convert your body into energy with concentrated gamma rays and then convert that energy, along with your very conscience, into the high energy capacity element Nantonium(with even more gamma rays), which is what your body is made of now. You can create anything you can imagine, if you have enough of the proper elements nearby. The matter can also withstand a Satan-2 nuclear warhead. It's several steps up from machine phase matter. Why it is contained in matter, well, the last time we left the energy alone, it dispersed in the form of an explosion and obliterated the lab."

Kamijou got up to take a look at Andris. He had an European-American look to him and wore a United Colony Legion Special Forces uniform, with the High Commander insignia on either shoulder. His hair was wavy and combed back, and was mostly a silvery-white color with some locks of black around the edges.

"Can I get off this bed now?" Kamijou asked. The restraints holding his legs vanished. He got off the bed and went to the glass wall to use it as a mirror. His spiky hair was still the same aside from one spike turned silvery-white. His face was the same as well, while the rest of his body showed the inner new body, though he figured his head was also made of the mysterious element.

"Just what is this Nantonium?"

"An element, from what I know, can only be refined using radiation, 'cause the element practically eats it to become stable."

Kamijou pondered on what his previous life was like, even though he couldn't remember a single detail of his past 17 years.

"Hey, Andris, will I be able to go back to my previous life?"

"In due time my friend. But there's a war going on, and you along with your gifted ability are our only chance to put an end to it all. I'll explain it all later when we have the time." Andris held out his hand, and Kamijou greeted it with his own in a handshake.

"Welcome to the NATO Alliance."

And with that, Kamijou moved through the various corridors, out the door, and into the first major battle in his new life.

Flashback End-

-EOS-11 UCS Abtu(Abtu-Class Megacarrier/Naval Fortress), Pacific Ocean, 7:00 pm, March 12, 2039-

It has now been about six months since Kamijou Touma started his new life. He learned about the UCAF, NEF, SCNN, MEE, and Academy City, which he came to know as his previous home. Kamijou is now a Red-Level Blackheart, one of several hundred of the newly produced ultimate supersoldiers of the Legion, the most elite military force of NATO(combined alliance of the UCAF, NEF and allies). Andris was his superior officer and a higher White-Level Blackheart, and he had many friends, such as DELTA 1, DELTA 2, Sean, Caveman the Juggernaut, Hiro the Ultimate Pervert, and Masaya, another superior officer and White-Level Blackheart. His ability, the Imagine Breaker, proved most useful as a defense against members of the One Church, and the ability was replicated easily. Now the whole Legion had Imagine Breaker in their right hand. Kamijou was preparing himself for an infiltrated rescue of one of his fellow operatives.

"So what's the plan?" Kamijou asked Andris.

"We have an NEF agent guiding reinforcements defending the area. He has the fake documents ready, and I'll guide you on the way to his location via comms. Solace Coalition patrols are near the area so we'll have to drop you about a mile from your destination." Andris pointed to the drop zone, then to the School Garden of Academy City District 7 on the holographic map. It seemed easy enough... or so he thought.

-Just outside of District 7, Academy City, Japan, 2 hours later-

Kamijou Touma observed the SCNN forces from the top of one of the now abandoned buildings of Academy City. Its previous population of 2.3 million had now been reduced to 1.5. Kamijou wondered just how many dead kids those bastards were responsible for. And he had authorization to destroy their patrols if necessary. With a GPS in his vision, he gracefully jumped off the building. He landed with a loud thud, diverting the kinetic energy into the ground as an absorbent material, and the ground cracked and abandoned cars nearby were moved several feet away from the impact area. As the dust cleared, Kamijou slowly stood up from the resulting crouch position, looked around cautiously, and made his way to school garden. He used a car as leverage to jump over an abandoned district border checkpoint, and as he jumped, the diverted energy flattened the car's cabin. He landed with a roll, cracking some of the asphalt beneath him. Nantonium is indeed an extremely dense metal. He was moving at around 50 miles per hour, which was what a Blackheart would call "jogging." He then ran up the wall of a building, the glass inevitably breaking from his steps, made a turn towards the corner, and lept off. Kamijou expended large amounts of heat energy from his arms and legs, and he would be able to fly some of the distance. His flying was still a work in progress. He caught to the side of another building, and slid down it, making his finish in just under a minute. The matter shifted on his body, and he now wore a high school uniform instead of the standard muscle-mimicking armor. The entrance to School Garden was just around the corner.

-School Garden, Academy City, Japan, around the same time-

Kamijou immediately spotted the NEF agent and made his way towards him.

"Code IR-497," Kamijou whispered.

"I'll imform the others, but I should warn you that Anti-Skill may easily see through your cover. Here's what you need. Good luck, Dragon."

Kamijou reached an ID scanner and placed his fake ID on it, and the scanner showed a green checkmark on the screen. And so, he entered the place that was once known to be forbidden to all males: School Garden. There was now an equal mix of boys and girls, doing homework or moving supplies dropped off from the NEF designed CQ-60 cargo quadcopter drones. Said drones were powered by four large solar panels and had four ducted fans as engines, and it can fit a truck in the cargo area. The drones, once empty, would attach to rails on the underbelly of a V-210C Stratocruiser, which could fit four CQ-60s into the first cargo level. Kamijou may not remember anything from his past life, but he memorized every single design put on record during his new life. Kamijou continued around an Anti-Skill mobile base, and looked around.

"Okay, I'm in." Kamijou was using the comms given to him.

"I have your position. The Judgement office shouldn't be to far from you. Let's see... head forward two blocks and take a left."

Kamijou kept discreet as he moved through the colorful brick road. Medical tents were set up in random areas and crates were stacked on the sides of the roads. The place looked like a disaster relief area turned into a labyrinth. Students lined up for rations. The sound of drones continued above. What the world had become because of the superweapons called ANGELs, developed by every world superpower, it was more of a nightmare than any illustion a Certain Unknown Someone could ever come up with, which were used as mental stability tests by NATO. Where or who they got it from, was kept secret. Despite his wandering thoughts, Kamijou Touma continued forward. Observing the technology up close, he could tell Academy City was 20 to 30 years ahead of time, but it was nothing compared with the NEF already being in the 22nd Century with their religiously led science. It seemed balance without corruption was the key to moving forward. His mission was going well until his senses detected suspicious behavior.

Misaka Mikoto was studying for her finals with Shirai Kuroko in the Tokiwadai Dorm. She could hardly believe that she would move on to high school after this. After 30 minutes of studying, she decided to take a break.

"Kuroko, I'm heading out, you coming?"

"Just a second, Onee-sama."

Misaka and Shirai walked through the halls when Misaka suddenly stopped and looked out the window onto the street below. She remembered when she needed Kamijou Touma to go on a pretend date with her, and everyone was there to see. The fact that he was no longer walking down these streets was a hard thing for her to accept. Especially in losing her chance to confess to him. After a few minutes, they continued on, and explored the School Garden. There used to be curfew, but now everyone needed to be aware of the enemy, since they could strike at any time. At the sound of those particular thundering engines, Misaka and Shirai looked up at the EOS-01T that passed over Academy City. The said ANGEL had the appearance of an oversized aerial battleship version of a B-2 Spirit, especially with those two massive cannons. There were already rumors of a naval warship measuring a mile long, but who would ever believe that? She ignored the rumors and continued. Upon looking, she saw something out of place. There was someone who stood out. Someone with that uniform, that particular spiky hair, although one spike was silvery-white. Someone who should have no longer been alive. Shirai also expressed the same concern. Without hesitation, she moved towards him, Shirai following closely.

"Um, we have a problem, two people recognized me," Kamijou said.

"The hell!? Uh, the fountain ten feet in front of you. Use it to hide!"

Kamijou Touma moved quickly, weaving in between people to lose his suspected pursuers. He hid behind the fountain and figured he would need to change disguises. The outer layer of matter shifted again, turning into string that quickly took form of another school uniform, while static on his head changed into a different hairstyle. He saw smoke from a little fire and used energy to draw in carbon atoms, and quickly created one of the books he was shown back at base. He opened to a random page and pretended to read.

"A new disguise in just under four seconds. That's a new record for you, Kamijou," Andris said.

Save the compliments for later, Andris. Kamijou used thoughts in his head to communicate in this tense situation. The Neurolink software helped prevent blowing his cover, despite how having to listen to perverted thoughts from one of his teammates would drive the others insane. The two pursuers gave up, and Kamijou decided to make an all clear, although something snapped in his mind. The uniform looked familiar to him.

"All clear, but I have a question," Kamijou said.

"Let me guess, the uniforms those two girls were wearing. You may have had a run-in with someone in that uniform in your previous life, but it's gonna have to wait. Our window is closing fast."

Kamijou took a left, then a right, and found himself at the Judgement office. He changed back to his original disguise and entered the office. He immediately saw his fellow operative. And of all the people it could have been...

Hiro!? Again!? That's the fourth time this week! Just what the hell did your perverted crusade get you into now? Kamijou was communicating by thought via Neurolink.

Sorry, I got carried away.

"I got carried away" isn't cutting it this time.

*Sigh* So, what's it going to be? Punching bag, target board for throwing knives-

30 minutes being electrocuted by the Z.E.U.S. gun.

NOT THE ZEUS! I'LL TAKE ANYTHING ELSE, DOUBLE THE TIME, JUST NOT THE-

Kamijou cut off Hiro before he could finish. Now to get him out. Kamijou looked at the fake permission slip which had fake names, but a real signature by a teacher. Would this really work? He would only find out if he tried. So he approached the two Judgement officers at the desk.

"Uh, I was told to bring my friend back to the dorm, we have to check in with our teacher... for safety reasons," Kamijou said.

"Sure, just show us the permission slip," she responded.

Do they really have such a low sense of security when the whole world is up in arms?

He handed the slip and they let Hiro out.

"Hey, the teachers told me to relay to you that they're gonna seriously chew you out," Kamijou said.

"Yeah, I know..."

Kamijou and Hiro walked out of the Judgement office. Everything seemed to work out so far. They just needed to remain discreet and leave School Garden through the way they came in. They turned the corner, went around the fountain, and were back at the brick road with crates and tents placed in the area. That was when the enemy made their move.

"Kamijou, Hiro, its the Solace Coalition. There's three Viper gunships approaching your position, with plenty more land units inbound!"

He kept his eyes switching back and forth. Those Vipers are a forced to be reckoned with, having a stealth body carrying anti-personnel rocket pods on the sides and a double barrel rapid fire machine gun at the nose, 2 quiet 8-blade duct-fan engines with wingtips(one on each side), and it's highly noted V-tail. Anti-Skill officers had also started to see through his disguise. So, Kamijou Touma thought of a distraction that would get the two Blackhearts out of School Garden.

"Perfect," Kamijou said.

The Vipers arrived and opened fire on Kamijou and Hiro, who both easily dodged the barrage of bullets simply by darting towards a safer spot. They could cover up to 150 feet in the blink of an eye. Anti-Skill forces returned fire and shot down one of the Vipers with a homing missle. That made enough time to slip through the chaos. They sprinted at inhumane speeds, sending dirt flying and leaving craters where they stepped. They reached the entrance of the School Garden, only to find it completely destroyed. In its place were two Solace Coalition heavy tanks, with 2-3 squads of soldiers equipped with exosuits and high-caliber energy rifles, though they looked more like cannons. The tanks appeared to be an enlarged version of an Abrams tank, and with two cannons instead of one. But Kamijou was personally trained to take on the American, Russian and Chinese militaries combined, and win. He drew in additional matter and created a large, red glowing blade attached to his right forearm. He is now capable of manipulating Imagine Breaker, so it wouldn't interfere with his creations. Part of his outer surface, more specifically the forearm, was interrupted by the blade, exposing the inner matter forming the muscles, having the coal black appearance in the light, along with the red glow between the seams. Then Kamijou charged forward, slicing two soldiers across the chest before impaling a third. He took out a soldier on either side, sliced four more across the legs, and with his left fist, quickly turned around and uppercutted a soldier behind him, and the solder was sent flying across the plaza. Another soldier shot Kamijou from behind, but to no avail, as he healed himself faster than the rate of damage done. He grabbed the soldier by the head, holding him there for a second before using an underhand toss towards his six to send him into three more. Yet another soldier approached, and fired his grenade launcher, but Kamijou simply blocked it with his blade. Then Kamijou charged again, taking out three more soldiers in the way before jumping 10 feet into the air and sliced the soldier in half, yet the armor strangely remained in one piece. Kamijou had no intention of leaving an unnecessary mess. He punched another soldier at his side, shattering the soldier's armor plating and sending him flying. Kamijou then heard a scraping sound behind him, and found a soldier holding a an anti-tank rocket launcher, the said rocket which was fired at him. Kamijou stood there and let the rocket hit him. When the dust cleared, the soldier found a squad leader nearby. The soldier rushed toward the squad leader and helped him up.

"That Dragon, damn him. Where is he?"

"I'm not sure either, sir."

"Who's your commanding officer?"

"Sergeant Terrick, sir, but you're the only squad leader left. We should get medic- AAAAGGHHH!"

"That won't be necessary."

The soldier had a blade sticking out of his back. The squad leader, using the blade, lifted the soldier into the air until he died, then dropped him to the ground. The surface of the squad leader turned into shifting matter to reveal Kamijou Touma, who was using a disguise. He turned to find the tanks aiming their main turrets at him. But before they could fire, plasma rockets, each one no bigger than the index finger, arced above and pierced the tanks' armor plating, destroying it from the inside and engulfing it in a mix of blue and orange flames. An additional plasma rocket hit the nearby Viper.

"Target practice..." Hiro said humorously, "has been cancelled." He finished the sentence as the burning Viper crash landed on top of the wreckage of the two tanks, and exploded.

"I thought you were still a bad shot." Kamijou said.

"And I thought you were still a pacifist."

"My kindness was why I died before. I'm not the same as I was back then." Kamijou's blade dissipated as he looked around.

"Anti-Skill will be here soon. We should get out of here."

Their ride arrived with the side door already open. Kamijou and Hiro jumped the 50 foot distance into the cabin of the Legion AV-54 Black Sparrowhawk, and as soon as the door closed, the aircraft entered supersonic and headed back for the Abtu. Needless to say, it did look somewhat like an F-22 Raptor. What Kamijou knew was that he succeeded. What he didn't know, was that there were two witnesses who saw the entire one-sided slaughter of a battle from behind an armored truck. One girl had short hair and wore a flower headband, and carried a laptop. The other girl had longer, shoulder length hair and carried a baseball bat.

"S-s-s-saten-san..."

"I-i-i'm r-right here..."

These two girls, Uiharu Kazari and Saten Ruiko, had witnessed a power greater than that of any esper: being able to control energy itself, the very thing that simulates the structure of the world. Eventually the two girls calmed down and Misaka and Shirai arrived with Anti-Skill. They explained everything from beginning to end.

-EOS-11 UCS Abtu, Pacific Ocean, 12:17 am, March 13, 2039-

"Ugh, my sleep hours... such misfortune," Kamijou complained. Despite being able to reduce his amount of misfortune by a thousandfold, he still had some once in a while.

"Glad you could make it back," Andris said.

"Well... I wonder if I'll be able to live there again."

"You know what, I think you're ready to go back. We're actually running out of space here."

"But my memories-"

"Let me help with that." Andris placed his hand on Kamijou's forehead, and searched into his lost memories. Kamijou now remembered some of his earlier friends from Academy City, along with Index and Othinus.

"That should be enough for now."

"What happened to Othinus again?"

"She was discovered early on. The might of the NEF was too much for her during the Cult Purge of 2037. You took responsibility over her when she surrendered, although you were just a high school student at the time."

"Thanks, Andris." Then Kamijou detected movement.

"Did you really think we would forget about your punishment, Hiro?" Kamijou and Andris said in unison.

"Um... yes? No, wait I can explain-"

"No more excuses!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! WWWWWWHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?"

And Hiro would spend the next half hour being fried alive by tens of millions of volts.

-Windowless Building, Academy City, Japan, 1:30 am, the same day-

Aleister Crowley looked at the footage of the battle Kamijou had fought. This was beyond anything he had ever unraveled.

"Bringing back a much needed subject from the dead, and turning him into a supersoldier?" Aleister looked at his contact shown on the other side of the videochat.

"Okay, you have my attention... Mr. President."

Well, this took me a long time to do, and now you have gotten to see some of the epic OP abilities that Kamijou has. If you have any questions, I will do my best to answer them in the next chapter. And as always, Rate and Review... wait, what? The One Church and MEE have attacked Italy? How did they- *Video feed cuts*