And so chapter three begins!
Credits to the TAMNI wiki for recording Stiyl's Innocentus chant, since i'm too lazy to do it.
Accelerator will go to his usual character.
I don't own To Aru Majutsu no Index or any of its characters.
July 20th, Accelerator's apartment, 8:45
Accelerator woke up on his couch, feeling irritated for some reason he could not place.
"Keh..." He grunted as he rotated himself into sitting position and stood up. Walking around his small dorm, he nonchalantly went about his usual morning tasks. He brushed, then checked the fridge, not smelling anything, because he reflected everything after he slept. He pulled out a random yakisoba bread, and...
"Blegh!" So THAT'S why he was irritated. There was a power outage for absolutely no reason the night before, and Accelerator was out of food. Thankfully, his canned coffee was still safe, so he popped one open and sipped it slowly. "Fucking dammit." Accelerator cursed with no real anger to fuel it, and pulled out his wallet.
"Guess I have to go out to eat today..." He grunted, gulping down the last of the coffee and tossing it in the trash. Opening the door, he slipped on his shoes and left the room. Going to a generic family restaurant that seemed like all kids who forgot breakfast went to, he threw the door open and sat down in a booth. Ordering a random item on the menu, he leaned back and stared at the ceiling.
"When did things become like this?" He asked himself, realizing how different his life was in the past few days than the rest of his life. It wan't a bad thing, but it certainly didn't feel natural. He hadn't murdered anyone in cold blood for... 3 days now? Because of his sudden hospitalization, the team had to recalculate the level of his AIM field, and the experiment was postponed. When he finally decided to sit up, he saw the red haired magician that had blown him up.
"Hello." The man said simply as Accelerator grimaced. Accelerator was trying very hard to control his growing ire, as the team wouldn't cover him murdering someone on the spot.
"What the fuck do you want?" Accelerator spat. His food arrived, and he looked at it. He grimaced when he saw it was the "extra spicy curry" that was glowing red.
"Well, I need the whereabouts of Index, ESPer." The man started, folding his hands in with a grimace of his own. He stared down at Accelerator's untouched food. "... Are you going to eat that?" Accelerator merely stared, so the man shrugged and started chowing down on the food.
"So, who the hell are you?" Accelerator asked, not waiting for the man to finish. "And why do you need that brat?"
"My name is Stiyl Magnus." He said between bites. "I'm a magician of the organization 'Necessarius'. That girl is the holder of the 103,000 forbidden grimoires that all magicians desire. And..."
"She's going to die in 7 days."
"What!?" Accelerator suddenly slammed the table, making the silverware rattle. Nobody payed him heed, either because they were late to their classes or simply used to these kinds of actions. Accelerator realized that for some reason, he had overreacted, and sat back down.
"I meant what I said. At midnight on July 28, Index will die of brain stress." Stiyl looked grim, hands folded together again, red scraps of food on the plate in front of him.
"Even so, where the hell does a bratty nun get off with having brain stress?" Accelerator spoke sharply, as if he was going to kill her himself anyways.
"From her 103,000 grimoires." Stiyl said plainly.
"...Does she have a key to a library or something?" Accelerator raised his brow, calmer now.
"No, they're all in her head. She has memorized over one-hundred thousand books with her perfect memory." The magician sighed, talking plainly. "Not that it would matter to you, the powerless." Obviously, the red-haired man had no idea who he was, and thought he was some skinny albino. This made Accelerator irrationally angry. Angry enough... to punch Stiyl out the window.
The glass shattered, and Accelerator stepped out as Stiyl stood up and coughed. He decided that Stiyl was decidedly stronger than the toothpick ESPers of Academy City. He saw the man pull out a printed paper with a strange icon on it. He threw it to the ground and jumped to the side when Accelerator dashed towards him. "Tch. I'll show you the true power of magic. Fortis 931- I prove why my name is the strongest here!"
"Ashes to Ashes!" Stiyl started chanting.
"Dust to Dust!"
"Squeamish Bloody Rood!" Stiyl threw his hands out and threw a giant flame cross at Accelerator. Bystanders screamed and ran off, and Stiyl threw down another paper. After this, Accelerator saw everyone enter a trance state and leave the area. Accelerator dashed to the side, using vectors to bounce his dash faster. He started lapsing into more dangerous uses of his power, in order to defeat the only one to defeat him. He was starting to feel the still alien pain grow, as he controlled his own vectors. It was a fairly dangerous task, seeing as any wrong move would tear apart his muscle. He realized the magician had been throwing down more and more of those papers, until they formed a pentagon, and Accelerator was starting to feel... tired?
"One of the five elements that build the Earth, o great creator of flames, The light of salvation that gives birth to life, the light of judgment that punishes evildoers," The magician started his lengthiest chant yet.
"While bringing peace and stability at the same time, it also destroys the cold and dark misfortune,"
"Fire is the name, sword is the title!"
" Show yourself, Swallow Myself, turn me into power!"
"INNOCENTIUS!"
The area Accelerator stood was suddenly combusted, as Accelerator suddenly jumped back, accidentally tearing a muscle in his leg. Grimacing, he started to fly to make up for his now unusable leg. Looking from an upper perspective, he saw that "Innocentius" was a colossal titan made of fire. Innocentius roared, and flames shot up to meet him.
"This is the witch hunting pope, Innocentius! It's flames will never stop until the enemy is defeated! You stand no chance!" A flame managed to hit Accelerator, and his eyes shot wide open.
If I can feel the fire...He thought, coming to a conclusion. I can reload my brain's data on fire with sensory data. While skeptical of it's actual effectiveness, he realized it might be his only chance of standing up to this new world of "magic." Descending to the ground, he limped towards the fire giant.
District 7 boy's dorm, 11:00 AM
"My name is Kamijou Touma." A boy narrated to an invisible audience. "And my life is currently filled with misfortune." To Touma's classmates, the boy's current behavior was totally normal. They had seen it many times when he was tired. "I woke up today with no power simply because some biri-biri middle school student never got anger management therapy." Opening his fridge, he saw everything had spoiled. Pulling out a packet of reserve yakisoba noodles, he started to boil them. Humming to himself, he brushed his teeth, and blinked. He heard a burning sound from the kitchen. Paying it no heed, he continued to brush. Fire.The thought rose up to his mind, and he looked out the door. There WAS a fire, bu- DAMN! SUCH MISFORTUNE! Dropping his tooth brush, he dumped the pot in the sink and put the water on. How do noodles even get set on fire when you boil them? He pondered, searching for his wallet to go out. While stumbling around, he broke his debit card, which he was looking for, and palmed his face. Standing up, he swept up the remains and placed them on the table, in case he had time to go to the bank in the next few months. His phone started to ring. He picked it up, and heard a singsong voice.
"Kamijou-chan! You have to take supplementary lessons cuz you're dumb!" He groaned and shut the phone. Wrapping the futon with the blanket inside, he muttered. "If all else fails, I'll get this fluffy and airy." Stepping out, he said, "The sky is so bright, but my future is as black as night." As he looked out, he observed the city that became his home. He saw a zeppelin fly by, and it read, "Road number 20 closed. Find detours." Touma simply groaned again. That was the quickest route to his school. "Such misfortune." Getting changed, he found his wallet and pocketed his phone. Walking out the door, he took an empty elevator. All the elevators seemed to be empty recently. Was everybody in the boy's dorm asleep? Walking out onto the road, he closed his eyes. He knew the route by heart, and one could always tell when it was time to walk, as there were noises everywhere. Walking for a while, he hummed to himself. He passed a sign unknowingly, that said, "Road 20."
As he realized no one was around, he snapped open his eyes. When he observed his surroundings, the area looked like it was demolished by a flaming wrecking ball. Buildings were crumbling, and trees burned slowly, giving out their dying wishes. What happened here? He questioned, but shrugged and walked on. His misfortune had done worse to him, after all. He took the burning route all the way to the school, undisturbed.
"And that is how an AIM dispersion field works." Touma, contrary to the popular belief, WAS paying attention. An Aim Dispersion Field was a field of an ESPer's influence on real reality. Sometimes, the fields could resonate and become more powerful, making a "web of AIM." Touma realized, that he was the fire that destroyed the web. "Kamijou-chan! Are you listening?" The tiny pink-haired teacher called out, as he was laying his head in his arms.
"Yes, I'm listening!" He said, getting a raised eyebrow from Aogami Pierce. "An Aim dispersion field is a field in which an ESPer's Personal Reality affects the real world." He said, for emphasis. Aogami's jaw dropped, and Komoe did a double-take (Just imagine that). The air grew uncomfortable as they realized he was paying attention. "Erm... so... Capacity Down is a, um, a machine that breaks an ESPer's AIM field, and- Know what? Class is dismissed early." Komoe called completely out of character. Touma walked out quickly, and Aogami trailed behind.
"Bye, Komoe-sensei!" Touma called as he began to exit the building. He was at the lockers when Aogami slammed him into the lockers.
"Alright, who are you and what have you done with the real Kami-yan!" He screamed in Touma's face as Touma winced.
"I am the real one. This is who I am."
"Then how can you be paying attention!"
"I always pay attention, blue haired freak! You just keep distracting me with your lolicon speak!"
"WHAT? YOU DARE QUESTION THE POWER OF LOLIS?" Aogami was banging Touma into the locker until he was kicked in the side.
"Oi! Shut up! Let's... just go back home." He reasoned, and Aogami calmed down a little. "The next episode of Magical powered Kanamin is coming up, so" he talked his way out of danger.
"LETS GOOOOOOO!" Aogami dashed off and Touma rubbed his head.
Such misfortune..."
9:48 Road no. 20
Accelerator, still injured, started limping towards the colossal master of flames. Innocentius let out a roar that let off sound waves which could make any normal person deaf. However, it would not leave the field of runes set by it's master. Accelerator continued to walk in a slow limp as he mentally prepared himself.
He walked into the ungodly pentagon, and the titan attacked.
However, he allowed himself to take the hit. Pain seared through him like a brand, and Accelerator started to rewrite his brain.
1 more second... He groaned, sinking to his knees. Then, he gained control over Innocentius's vectors, and saw the flame magician widen his eyes in surprise. Accelerator dispersed Innocentius, and sent the flaming giant's remains at Stiyl. They hit, but Stiyl continued to chant. Standing, He saw that Innocentius sprouted from those runes, but for some reason, they were stuck to the ground. So instead, he controlled the vectors while reflecting the magic flames, and grabbed a sidewalk panel by directing shockwaves through the ground. Grabbing the panel in one hand, he forced the molten monster (how catchy) into the rock, keeping it stuck. He had realized one of the monster's weaknesses. The being cannot be dispersed. Even if the being was stuck in a hole and couldn't get out, one had to either destroy or remove the runes entirely, or totally disperse it. Seeing as the latter was almost impossible, Accelerator had set about trapping it. Tossing the monster in it's concrete prison to the ground, he set his sights on the mage. However, he was unable to notice the pentagon of runes glowing on the ground. Forming a pitch black magic prison around Accelerator, Stiyl started to chant.
Not Heaven or hell, life or death, black or white... The magician shouted as if he was unbeatable. Accelerator was trying to get out of the prison, but there was a problem in the fact he could not find the walls. It was like one of those dreams where one walks down an endless white corridor until the dream ends.
Absolution of existence, rebirth from truth, death from lies... Accelerator still could not find his way out of the black chamber.
Burn, flames of purgatory! The prison started to glow red, getting hotter and hotter until it turned white. Accelerator, on the inside, barely managed to create a barrier of wind that seemed to reject the truth. However, there was only so much air to use in the now white room, and the flames lurked closer and closer. On the outside, the magic barrier itself started to crack from the pressure, and Stiyl was turning pale. He had run out of the magical energy source, and Academy city was a place build in a way to block the flow of magic in the earth. So, Stiyl, who was unable to end the spell, started to drain his own life to fuel it. In the end, though, he could feel the magic barrier breaking, which meant he could release the spell. What he saw, when it cracked, was totally unexpected.
Accelerator was wielding a gigantic sword of white flames. It was no longer within the boundaries of Stiyl's power, and he was released, panting heavily.
"Oi, you." This was no different than Accelerator's regular voice, but to the Stiyl who saw his own ultimate spell turned against him, it was downright nightmarish. "What are you going to do?" The question sounded like a threat, but the delirious red haired man answered anyways.
"Save... Index..." And he collapsed to the ground.
"Pathetic." Accelerator grunted, hoisting the red haired magician over his shoulder. The man had answers, for him, after all.
July 22, Ambiguous hospital-
Stiyl woke up in a hospital bed. He had no idea how he got there. He remembered that he had his own life drained, and observed himself. Satisfied, he grunted. I only lost a week of my life, good. While most would think this in itself was a horrible thing, for those who lived with their life on the line constantly, worse things could happen. He heard the door to the room open. He was in a 6 person hospital room, but he was the only one there. This was either a testament to the progress of Academy City's medical science or ESPers were very careful. He decided on the second, seeing as most ESPers had the constitution of toothpicks, and getting hit once would destroy them.
"I have some questions for you." He heard a man call, and turned his face. He was used to covering up when officials asked for information. What he saw, however, was the boy who he had charged against in a hopeless fight. He sighed in resignation to his fate.
"...What do you want?"
"Answers. What do you know about Academy City?" Accelerator knew everything there was to know about the dark side, but for some reason, it seemed the magician knew more about the city than himself.
"The city is an experiment designed by the General Superintendent. His plans are unknown, as well as his location. I'm sure you know everything but this."
Accelerator narrowed his eyes. The existence of a General Superintendent was only a rumor in the wind.
"The General Superintendent controls everything that happens in this city. You and everyone else in this city are led by the nose unknowingly. But, now that you know this..."
This was a new fact for Accelerator, but he understood the implications of such a thing. A while ago, hearing something like this would have put him in a fury that could have destroyed the city. It was now he understood the change that the city was put through.
"And what of the nun?" This was just Accelerator's curiosity. The nun had surely saved him, loathe as he was to admit it. The boy, who hadn't relied on anyone for years, was not going to let a debt go unpaid. Also, the man had never finished his talk, because Accelerator punched him out the window.
"What day is it today?" He looked to the side, and saw a calender. July 22nd, it read, and Stiyl grimaced. "5 days..."
"So? I need an explanation."
"Since I believe you understand what magic is now, I'll just say it straight. Index has memorized 103,000 forbidden magic grimoires that would poison any person's mind to the point of death. They take up 85% of her brain, the other 15% giving her perfect memory enough capacity for a year. We have to erase her memories after that limit so that she doesn't pass away. That is our job." The magician summed everything up conveniently, knowing that vagueness would get him nowhere.
Accelerator simply nodded silently and disappeared.
Omake- TFW blackout-
Accelerator was PISSED AS FUCK. THE FRIDGE WAS FUCKING BROKE AS FUCK and when he used that tracker designed after a certain AIM Stalker, the electricity trails turned him to none other than- the Railgun herself. He grabbed his fridge and flew out the window.
The Railgun was taking classes at Tokiwadai. She was half asleep, still dreaming about the last nights events. After throwing bolts of lightning -unknowingly hitting the city power grid- she had been scared off by the Accelerator. She had not expected him to just be standing there and shit. When she ran off, she got a bad feeling... a REALLY bad feeling. She shook it off, though, and ignored it.
-That is, until the ceiling exploded.
"RAILGUN! WHERE IS THE FUCKING WHORE!" The pissed as hell Accelerator roared while... carrying a fridge? Somehow, Mikoto deduced it was her fault, and tried to stealthily get out of the classroom. But, oh no, Accelerator spotted her. "YOU! TAKE RESPONSIBILITY, FAGGOT!" He screamed, opening the fridge and kicking it towards her. She frantically tried to catch it with magnetism, but it hit her straight on, and she found herself covered in rotting food.
"Blegh! Accelerator, did you kill your taste buds? What the hell is this?" This just made him more angry, and he flew towards her.
"NO! THIS IS BECAUSE YOU BLEW THE FUCKING POWER!" She gasped. and her stomach started sinking into a mire.
"I-I'm so sorry!" She pointlessly begged, and Accelerator projected his voice.
"EAT IT! EAT THE FUCKING GARBAGE!" he simply commanded, and the Railgun started crying as she swallowed rotten yakisoba br-what the fuck am i writing.
Anywaayss...
Ahem. That was the end of Chapter 3. Not much action on Touma's part, but I wrote it to gain a little perspective. There weren't any significant events for Touma to link into, nor any planned events.
I have everything for the first season outlined now on Accelerator's side. Leave a review for criticism, I actually really need some. PM me if you have any really cool ideas, like for example, Proxy person mentioning Dark Matter taking over the sister's project.
Stiyl gave a rushed explanation, because I'm sure you know how it goes. Also, I gave him a spell. What did you think of it?
Purgatory- The fire equivalent of Dragon's Breath. One touch of the flames will instantly kill you. However, they spread very fast, so it is necessary to contain them. The reason the spell was "uncontrollable" was because of the magic shell. It sucked his energy, but he could not command the spell itself. So, after running out of magic energy, the spell drained his life, instead.
Body Vectors- A dangerous move by Accelerator to control all movement around him or done by him, making him invincible in the sense that he can't be hit. However, it has direct impacts on Accelerator's body if he misses a single calculation.
What did you think about Accelerator's way to deflect magic? It's a way to give him a 'weakness" without getting him shot in the head =)
Thanks! ^(*-*)^ -Encendrel- ^(*-*)^
Long author's note lol.
Also, why clone the Railgun when Accelerator could just destroy clones made of Dark Matter? Just a question to ponder. XP