"Time to go." She said.

"What about her? She's still out." I pointed at the creepy Esper girl Misaka knocked out."

"We will take her, hopefully whoever employed her will track her down and take her back."

"And do we have to wait for the clones to come out of, their machines that made them grow?"

"Yeah. Hopefully I will be there to do some finishing touches with the Testament machine. That's what I do here." She casually said.

"But you've been here, won't they suspect you?"

"I was never here. They are just gonna try and continue the experiments no matter how many labs were destroyed. As long as they don't know I came here or I am with you guys."

She opened the door to the hallway, as Misaka picked up the fainted captor. We walked out to the hallways again, as I seemed to sense something. I stepped forward. A bullet came at me, as time seemed to slow down again. I didn't even have to calculate, my redirection activating on it's own. The bullet struck something, a dense air shell, before being sent back by a small but fierce blast of air current. More blasts of bullets followed, with the same result.

"They are thugs also hired to protect this place!" Misaka said. One of the thugs leaped out from a corner behind me, pointing a handgun at Misaka's head.

"Just stop." I said calmly.

"Wh...what are you gonna do? I will shoot!"

I walked towards him. Panicking, he pulled the trigger. The usual gunshot rang out. The bullet never left the barrel, it got suspended in there by her electro-powers, spinning. She took an annoyed deep breath, and buzzed him unconscious.

"So, what do we do with them?" I asked, looking at the thugs we knocked out. Some are good, a few were Espers. One was an Esper that can have his way with fire. I don't think I need to explain why pulling a vacuum with my powers and his fire would be rendered useless.

"Just leave them here, they would be caught. Antiskill is here." Shinobu said, looking out a window.

"So how do we get out?"

"There's another exit. Go back, but be quick before the staff members come in and finds us."

She also left the girl there, to be picked up by the group that fought us. We walked back to the small room we've been in, and opened a metal door with Shinobu's ID. I didn't know this door was there, apparently it was better concealed. I wonder what this leads to, could it be? I was right when we walked down the metal staircase and into a huge underground lab. Lighting and pipes and machinery ran through the roof. Rows of Testament machines lined up a side. And the main attraction of the tour? Hundreds of empty transparent container cylinders hooked to machines with wires and computer screens. Thick plastic and metal tubes used to carry fluids to the containers. Chemicals I don't even want to know the name of. In few of the cylinders were the clones. This place seemed to operate on its own.

Misaka looked at her own clones completely stunned. She's seen her own clones before. But looking at yourself mass produced inside life preserving cylinders must've been, a mix of indescribably complex feelings. I was creeped out too. How stupid are the scientists to think the clones aren't human? I wonder what kind of person Accelerator is, he seemed like their victim too, somehow persuaded to take part in this project. I wonder what kind of person the scientists here are. Shinobu stood there too, staring at the clones. She and the scientist who came to meet me in the US, they were the only normal people who felt bad and took pity on them.

"What was the first time you felt it?" Misaka asked Shinobu.

"Halfway through the project to be honest. They are human beings, only with suppressed emotions. They can taste things, the flavor of milk mixed with tea, my common drink."

"Did you know how I felt? Do you have any idea!? You should've told me about this project earlier. What the hell do you mean when you told me that it's best I don't get involved. What did you mean?"

"I thought you can't do anything with it, you weren't prepared." Shinobu tried to explain.

"Hey, I thought we've through this. It's not her fault." I tried to calm her down.

The clones were soaked in the thick greenish fluid. There were three clones in total. I only wanted to get a good look at her face. I can tell it would look just like Misaka if you cut the ridiculously long hair, except maybe one year younger. I thought I saw movement on the far side of the lab, hiding behind one container. I chased over. It was someone, I think could make out a skirt. I heard foot steps. I was sprinting by now, turned around a corner. More Testament machines. The figure hid behind one of them on the furthest side of the room. I can't be sure if it's an Esper, so I had to watch out.

"Let me do it! I got this." Shinobu said behind me.

I turned around to see her. Time seemed to slow down again, my bullet redirecting air shield activating as I sensed a wave of bullets and their position flying behind me. Time went back to normal, the sound of rapid rifle fire still rang in my ears, smoldering bullet holes appeared on that side of the room.

"It's me, Shinobu. You are safe. Just give me the gun."

The clone looked up from behind her obstacle. As expected, the clone knows Shinobu, every memory of her was added into the Misaka Network thing. She dropped the assault rifle and kicked it to Shinobu.

"Shinobu! Watch out, he can redirect bullets! He is Accelerator's member." She said, shaking.

"No, I'm not! I am not even with him! Just talk to Shinobu, you know her."

She still had fear in her eyes. The clone looked exactly like the one I saw at the supermarket, with a strange shade of eyes, same school uniform, and a pair of night vision goggles. She was clearly nervous, confused, like totally disorientated from the newly injected emotion.

"Who is this?" Shinobu asked, showing her ID.

"Since it's classified information regarding the experiment, I am Nunotaba Shinobu, Project Level Six Shift data machine primary operator. But these identifications are unnecessary as you all have memory of me."

The clone suddenly changed, acting more robotic, like it's programmed. It stuttered, before reporting:

"Misaka Clone, number 19998 off duty."