とある人殺しの虐殺
Toaru Hitogoroshi no Gyakusatsu
A Certain Slaughter of the Butcher
Important Note: In this book the Angelic language will be more important so sometimes, like in this chapter, it will be necessary to distinguish Angelic and normal language and it will be quite hard and unwieldy to do so without some sort of indication. So from now on words which are bolded and underlined are in angelic. This does not include words spoken by Oneeni and then interpreted by the clones however, which will be in normal format. Bolded and Italicized still mean song lyrics.
November 23rd, 12:36PM
Last Order huffed as she walked down the streets of Academy City. She was quite irritated and was therefore in the middle of throwing a tantrum. To be exact she had just run away from home, as children were wont to do.
The reason behind her current mood and the tantrum she was throwing was that big meanie that was Accelerator. He'd been so moody lately, angry and even more impatient than usual, and given how he usually was that meant that his fuse was millimeters long these days.
Were she anyone else she might be scared of him but she was just irritated by his constant outbursts and foul mood. He had even refused to go out with her to visit someone, he hadn't even fully listened to the request before dismissing it and continuing to just lounge around doing nothing. When she had argued he snapped at her.
So she had written a note about how she was running away then snuck out to go visit the person on her own. She hoped that the note would cause him to become worried sick and make him sorry that he had ever ignored her or gotten angry with her.
"Maybe I should have pretended that I was kidnapped... I bet he would be real worried then, muses Misaka Misaka." Then suddenly she felt a hand on her head as she heard a chuckle.
"Oh you don't need to pretend something like that," A woman's voice said in her ear, "I'll kidnap you for real if you really want to be."
Last Order froze and looked up at the person. The woman was average height and slim, though she had no curves to speak of, a fact that was somewhat hidden by the blue padded racing suit she wore. She had on a helmet but the visor was up, allowing Last Order to see the girl's muted brown eyes and pale yellow skin that bespoke Asian, probably Japanese, descent. However the lower part of the helmet prevented Last Order from seeing the frown of unhappy resignation that she wore at having to do something like this. The woman sighed, "kidnapping isn't fun kid, but if you want to be kidnapped I admit that it would be easier if you went along willingly." It would certainly ease her conscience a bit.
Last Order broke free from the grasp and backed away slowly, eyes wide. "W-Who are you. W-What do you w-want, asks Misaka Misaka as she begins to panic at this woman's words."
"I am The Chariot. I want to kill Accelerator, but the information I have on him says that's not going to be easy to do so I'm going to kidnap you and force him to kill himself in exchange for your life. I have to say I don't exactly want to do this but I care more about my life than my morals," the woman shrugged.
"Why do you want to kill Accelerator, demands Misaka Misaka angrily."
"10 and a half billion dollars," The Chariot told her, "That's the price on his head, or at least my share of it if I'm the one to kill him..."
"Money, repeats Misaka Misaka, confused as to why such an insignificant thing like that justifies killing Accelerator."
"No no no, it's not for money, it's not for money at all. It's for justice. Do you know what I can do with ten and a half billion dollars? I can finally avenge my father's death at the hands of the Yakuza. Even more than that I can ensure that each and every member of the Yakuza gets locked up, saving hundreds, maybe thousands more lives and improving law and order in Japan by leaps and bounds," The Chariot sighed as she took her helmet off and knelt in front of Last Order, "Listen kid, you probably don't understand any of this. It's really not your fault that you're getting wrapped up in this either. It's just a result of who you are. I know that can be a bit frustrating, to have no choice about how things turn out just because you are who you are. So I'm going to give you a chance. It's a small chance I grant you but I'm going to let you put your life in your own hands. I'll give you a minute to run away before I begin chasing you. Try and find safety before I catch you." The woman stood up and put her helmet back on then slid her visor down. "Run," she said as she got on the motorcycle that was idling nearby.
Last Order wasted no time in running, sending all of the clones a distress signal hoping that one of them, like WORST, would tell Accelerator about this situation so he could save her like he always did.
In the end it was pointless though. One minute was hardly enough to go even 150 meters and The Chariot was on one of the fastest motor vehicles in the world. Last Order looked for narrow alleys and small holes for her to duck into, somewhere that the woman wouldn't be able to reach her, but before she could get to one she heard the sound of the motorcycle closing in behind her.
'Maybe I should have given her longer,' The Chariot thought, realizing that this wasn't very honorable of her. Still, honor lost to survival and survival wasn't likely unless she could capture this girl. She sighed as she prepared her motorcycle's net gun. She fired the net towards the little girl.
Last Order saw as the net drew closer. She knew she wouldn't get away. In her panic she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help!" The net hit before she could narrate for herself. She felt something wrap around her as she was tugged off her feet.
Then she realized that she was not in a net, but rather she was nestled in a familiar pair of arms. In addition she could hear a familiar voice:
"I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me"
She looked up at the source of the voice and saw a speaker pinned to the lapel of a fancy and expensive looking tuxedo. As her vision drifted further up she saw a familiar face wearing a fedora, sunglasses, and a smile.
"Nee-chan! shouts Misaka Misaka, hugging the shepherd in gratitude and happiness."
November 23rd, 11:46AM
Kuroko's Residence
After almost an entire morning spent grooming herself meticulously Oneeni finally left the bathroom and went to the bedroom. Sitting on the bed were 9 clones, who had been waiting all morning for her to get finished, so when she entered they immediately swamped her. She gave them each a hug then told them she was going to be getting dressed after she brushed her hair so she could talk to them now.
They eagerly took her up on her offer.
"Are you sure you're all better now nee-chan asks MISAKA13577."
"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me, God made me all better says the shepherd says MISAKA19090."
"Why couldn't you have any visitors in the hospital asks MISAKA10399, referencing the visits we attempted to pay you only to be unable to do so."
"I don't know says the shepherd says MISAKA19090."
"Speaking of visitors MISAKA10032 was unable to join us today but is planning on seeing you on the 27th if that is ok with nee-chan explains MISAKA13577."
"That sounds just fine says the shepherd says MISAKA19090."
"Why is nee-chan only speaking through MISAKA19090? It's not fair protests MISAKA13577."
There was a bit of an argument following that while Oneeni reassured them that it was purely a matter of proximity. After which all of them attempted to get as close to her as possible, making it somewhat difficult to finish up and get dressed, though in the latter part the extra hands were actually quite useful. She looked nice in the tuxedo but it was quite hard to put on without help.
She had just finished getting ready (and calming down all the clones who continued to bicker) when all of the clones suddenly stopped talking, apparently receiving a message.
"Last Order's being kidnapped says MISAKA10399."
Kuro-sama had told Oneeni just yesterday that there may be troubles in the near future, perhaps this is what she meant... The tuxedo-wearing clone grabbed her cane and jumped out the window, landing on the nearest power line as she fiddled with her glasses to switch to the tracking devices that were embedded in the clones, including Last Order. Luckily most of the dots were grouped together so it was fairly easy to determine which one was last Order. She found her quickly and was relieved to see that she wasn't too far away, and was moving at a pace which suggested she was not yet moved to a car yet. Despite that situation she wasted no time (putting on some nice battle music while on the move wasn't wasting time after all) in zipping there with all the speed she could muster, arriving just in time to see a motorcycle speeding in her direction.
Oneeni didn't bother to stop, simply shooting a dart from her wrist launcher into another power line and jumping off of this one, only to realize a second too late that her hands were now full and she'd have to drop something in order to pick up the little clone. She saw a net shoot out from the motorcycle and knew that if she didn't stop that it wouldn't matter whether she had a free hand as she would be too late anyway. So she frowned and threw her cane, the precious gift she had gotten from her mentor, at the net, intercepting it and freeing up her right arm to allow her to scoop up Last Order and pull the pair of them onto the power line that she had attached the line to earlier.
"Nee-chan! shouts Misaka Misaka, hugging shepherd-nee-chan in gratitude and happiness." Oneeni smiled at this briefly before looking back at the motorcycle still moving along the power lines at her maximum speed.
The Chariot had screeched to a halt briefly as she disconnecting the net from the launcher and looked at her new opponent. "Interesting," she mused as she resumed her position on her motorcycle and took off after the pair. "This is much more sporting, an actual chase rather than a hunting a limping tortoise. Plus I think that girl's on the list of targets as well. half a billion if I remember correctly, so that means 262 million for me. That little bit more ought to be enough to get the police almost 100 more helicopters plus pilots if they wanted to. The Yakuza won't have a chance."
Moving along the power lines was Oneeni's preferred method of travel mostly due to the speed with which she could go, which could match some cars. At maximum speed she could reach upwards of 40 miles an hour. This was obviously not enough to outstrip The Chariot's super fast motorcycle though so she had to think of another way to lost the woman using the small head start she had gotten from The Chariot's brief pause.
According to the map on the HUD of her glasses there was an alley near here that ended in a dead end. The power line went down the alley and over the building so she could get by it but the motorcycle could not. It was perfect. She skated along the line and over the building, watching as the rider as carefully as she could without risking falling from her perch as the music blazed in the air.
"I'm burning through the sky yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you"
What she saw disheartened her a little bit. The motorcycle screeched into the turn and began speeding down the alley, irreverent to the fact that it was obviously a dead end. Then, about a quarter of the way along the length of the alley, the bike pulled a wheelie and the whole front half pivoted 90 degrees sideways, causing the wheel to begin screeching against the wall of the buildings that made up the alley. Then the rider, her body contorted to fit this new configuration, turned the handlebars to the right, gaining traction along the way and pulling the bike up enough to pull the other half of the bike up onto the wall too. utilizing the traction of the wheels, she managed to move up the wall far enough in the remaining space to clear the building, shooting up into the air, where she twisted the bike one half at a time back into it's normal position, letting The Chariot land safely and continue her chase of them, completely undeterred by Oneeni's brilliant idea.
When Oneeni had first seen that it was a motorcycle that had been chasing Last Order she had briefly regretted choosing "Don't Stop Me Now" rather than "Bicycle Race" which she felt would have been more fitting. But seeing that she felt that her choice, which had been accidental and rushed, was far more accurate than she had thought.
"Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call"
There was no way that she could possibly outrun or hide from this person, not when they could climb walls with a freaking motorcycle. She doubted she could climb something like a skyscraper but then again she wasn't sure how she could get onto a skyscraper herself in order to hide there.
The only thing that kept Oneeni, as well as the girl who was now in her arms, safe was their elevation. The Chariot and her motorcycle could keep up easily, but that didn't mean they could actually get to them.
Perhaps if she kept on here and on the move she could make it a war of attrition. On the power lines she had ready access to almost unlimited electricity. If she just keep on zapping The Chariot, eventually the bike would fail or the person riding it would fall unconscious. If that didn't work perhaps a knife or two accelerated with Electromagnetism would stop it in its tracks. She adjusted her hold of Last Order and took a knife out of her suit jacket.
As if sensing her thoughts the bike drew further back, out of range. She attempted to shock her using the wire as a conduit but the combination of non-conductive material on her suit and the fact that the bike was a great conductor made any attempts to harm her with electricity doomed from the start.
However, as it turned out, When The Chariot had pulled back it was not to put herself out of range of Oneeni's, but to give herself plenty of room for her own. She pressed another button which deployed a missile launcher. She fired at one of the power lines further along to force the pair of girls to descend without hurting either of them.
Oneeni saw the missile firing, unsure of it's trajectory. She assumed it was launched at her, so she threw the knife at it in an attempt to intercept it before it hit. She succeeded in doing so, unfortunately the force of the collision of the knife and the missile caused the latter to explode and the force of that explosion was enough to send Oneeni tumbling off the power line.
"I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collison course
I am a satellite, I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
oh oh oh oh oh explode."
She curled her body around Last Order to protect the small clone from the collision. At the speed she was going and the height she was at injury was inevitable and brutal. Hit on her side and skidded along the ground until hitting a building.
The initial impact broke her ribs, all of the ones down the right side by the feel of it. One, or maybe five from the feeling of it, of the ribs punctured a lung while the others punctured other organs. Her pelvis was cracked if not completely shattered in one side. Her shoulder and right arm were broken as well. Luckily Last Order was completely unharmed, minus a possible concussion which had knocked her unconscious.
Were she not used to this sort of pain from all her sparring matches with her mentor then she would surely have fainted on the spot. As it was she even able to stand up and stumble a few steps forward just as The Chariot's motorcycle skidded to a halt in front of her and deployed another weapon. A machine gun.
With as much speed as she could she got out another knife and threw it, this time boosting its speed with electromagnetism to shred through the metal of the gun. Unfortunately in the time it took her to do this 5 bullets had fired from the gun, tearing through her abdomen.
"I'm burning through the sky Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you."
'Quite the worthy opponent I've found here... This is far more fair than just kidnapping a little kid.' The Chariot thought as she looked down at the torn apart and useless weapon.
'Must protect Last Order...' was all Oneeni was thinking, until she saw that her hat had fallen off and was now lying on the floor in front of her. 'Must retrieve hat and protect Last Order...' she amended her thought.
She reached for her broken arm and undid the cuff-link then she used her foot to kick her hat into the air. Then she grabbed the collar of Last Order's coat with her left arm and began limping away, saying a prayer under her breath, "please God, let my aim be true..."
"No you don't," The Chariot said as she began speeding towards the pair.
The power of prayer was negligible to say the least, but that didn't mean that, by virtue of coincidence, some things which were prayed for did not come to pass. In this case Oneeni's aim, had indeed been true.
The problem with Oneeni's tuxedo and the weapons which it contained was that most of those weapons were disguised as other things. This tended to make them far less lethal than they would be if they did not bother with being disguised. There was one exception to this rule though, and that exception was also the most lethal weapon, the cuff-links. The cuff-links were actually powerful explosives, the most powerful compact explosives invented in fact, rigged to a proximity sensor. When taken off and twisted around it activated and, after a three second delay to allow it to be placed or thrown, it would explode when anyone came within a small radius.
Since the radius was so small it wasn't too effective except in a hallway or some confined space. And if the person knew that you had done something and could avoid it then it was hopeless, which was why Oneeni had thrown it while kicking up her hat in distraction, meaning that The Chariot had not seen her throw the cuff-link mine on the ground in front and to the side of The Chariot's motorcycle. When it passed within the sensor radius the explosion knocked The Chariot off of the vehicle and also knocked her out.
Now with the threat disposed of, and Last Order safe, Oneeni could now concern herself with her own health and safety. She vaguely registered that the injuries she had so far sustained were lethal. Given the amount of blood she had lost and was losing she figured she had about one minute of consciousness and perhaps twice that of life. She realized she as about 200 feet from Heaven Canceler's hospital. Since Heaven Canceller took responsibility of anybody within 100 feet of the hospital all she needed to do was limp 100 feet in a minute.
She thought all of this while limping forward at a pace which was just enough to get her to safety if she kept it up, dragging the unconscious Last Order along behind her.
She was halfway to safety when the lamppost hit her left arm hard and fast enough to make it snap off like a twig.
"Get away," she heard a person roar from the side. She turned just in time to see an albino teen in a black and white shirt speeding towards her, stopping suddenly just in front of her and pushing her. Despite the tiny amount of force actually exerted by the blow she flew back at perhaps 200 miles and hour straight at a wall. She didn't even have time to realize that the impact would certainly kill her before it happened.
Oddly enough though Oneeni didn't feel very dead after that... and she would know what that felt like. She didn't feel herself hit and splatter against the cold, unforgiving concrete. Instead she felt as if she were floating in a very warm, comfortable place. Even the unimaginable pain had completely ceased. She might think she actually had died and gone to heaven but last time when she had died there had been nothing but cold and agony, then nothing. She couldn't have been killed that quickly so something else must have happened.
This theory was reinforced when she heard the angry, brutal voice of Accelerator gain an edge of fear as he sputtered out, "y-you!"
Oneeni opened her eyes to see two white clothed, golden skinned arms wrapped around her. "You always seem so dissatisfied by my presence," Aiwass said to the albino with an air of amusement about his tone, "have I done anything to you to deserve such hostility?"
Accelerator glanced to Last Order only to see that she was fine, she hadn't transformed into the core like she had the last time Aiwass had appeared.
The angel noted the direction of his glance. "are you perhaps confused? Wondering how I can possibly appear without using her as a core?" He chuckled, "you are an idiot. This is unrelated but it is a statement of fact that I feel necessary to remind you of. On a more related note I am one of the most powerful beings on this planet. The stronger an angel the larger their halo and wings, and I am so powerful that were I to appear my halo would be large enough to blot out the sun for all of Japan and my wings would be so vast that I could grasp the Mars in one and Venus in the other. Using her as a core helps limit my power to a manageable level therefore allowing me to materialize with some of my power but not enough so as the turn this entire city into a crater of fire and destruction. Without her I can appear on my own in an even weaker form but rest assured that my power is still more than enough to do as I wish, and you can't dismiss me by turning off your little collar."
"What the hell are you doing here!" Accelerator demanded as he clenched his fist and maneuvered himself to put his body between Last Order and the angel in front of him.
"Mentor?" Oneeni said in Angelic, finally fighting past the blood in her lung to speak the word. Though neither dead nor in any pain the injuries were still present. More blood from her head injury leaked down and flowed towards her eye, forcing her to close it, and down her cheek.
"I suppose I'm here to make life hard for you. It's quite a fun thing to do after all," Aiwass smiled as he moved his hands up to Oneeni's cheek, tracing the line of blood, forcing the stream crimson liquid to follow his finger. However, unheard by Accelerator, another sound originated from the angel as well, the sound of a disharmonious racket that he wouldn't have thought of as words anyway but which Oneeni could both hear and understand. The words said, "I would prefer it if you did not do such risky things. You just got out of the hospital from a grievous injury and I would prefer it if you not obtain another such injury the day after you are released."
Oneeni smiled briefly as she felt the tingling of Aiwass's hand, which was made from almost pure energy rather than flesh or the like, as it ran up the trail of blood and danced over the wound, closing it up as he had done for her so many times in the past when they had sparred. Then she frowned as she looked again at Accelerator and realized that he was standing in front of Last Order. "We have to help 20001. The Butcher might hurt her, he's dangerous."
'Children...' Aiwass thought, amused, 'They always amaze you. Even with all the bother and worry they cause you it is always made up for by the pride you feel in them when they grow up well. You've always been such a loyal little girl my shepherd, towards your doomed siblings, towards that girl that caused your injury, and towards me. You'd risk death for any one of us wouldn't you, even when you don't have to...' As he thought these thing the hand that was still crossed over Oneeni's chest pulsed with a golden light which healed her broken ribs and arms and restored her punctured lung and destroyed side and hip. Soon she was as good as new, even her outfit was completely restored.
"You're helping the enemy just to make my life hard you petty, sadistic son of a bitch?" Accelerator demanded, his anger almost popping a vein in his forehead.
Aiwass suddenly had an idea. He smiled as much as this manifestation allowed him to do so, then he spoke again in two tongues to two different targets. "that's one way to put it I guess. It is amusing to watch you struggle," he said to Accelerator, while to Oneeni he said, "I suppose you are right. But it would not do to coddle you from all harm and risk. I'll step in this once and I'll protect you from the Butcher if he significantly wounds you again, but I won't guard you from all harm and I won't help you very much. The lamb is your responsibility isn't she? I will give you a path to her, then I want you to take her and run. You are fully aware that it is impossible to win against him in a fight, so just flee for as long and far as you can."
"Can I outrun him?" She responded
"Nope," He told her, "you can't do a thing."
Oneeni shook her head, "No... I can."
"You're welcome to try certainly. It should be interesting. Maybe if you can get to your sword you might manage to win I suppose..."
Oneeni nodded and waited as Accelerator ranted at Aiwass as the angel snapped his fingers to turn on Oneeni's MP3 player and turn it to an appropriate song. "this isn't a game you bastard. I'm not playing with you just for your amusement," The albino yelled at the angelic being, then he turned around towards Last Order. Suddenly he heard a deep pounding rhythm, like a crowd of people stomping twice then clapping once. Then he felt himself shooting sideways a fair distance before he touched the ground and halted his movement with his ability. He turned back to Last Order and Aiwass and saw that the tuxedo wearing girl was running over to the little clone, ready to try and kidnap her again. He wouldn't let her though. He raised his foot, ready to unleash a ground-pound and trip her up when suddenly he saw her throw something at him, probably another knife. These idiots never seemed to learn that their attacks wouldn't work on him.
Rather than a ground pound, which might hurt Last Order too, he'd just reflect the knife back at her. He'd aim for her head this time and finish her in one bl-. his thoughts were interrupted when he realized the thing was the wrong shape for a knife and was flying way too slowly. He didn't have time to figure out what it actually was before it exploded in a flash of light.
While Accelerator was capable of reflecting light he needed to let several bands of the electromagnetic spectrum through his shield lest he risk freezing to death from lack of infra-red energy heating him up and also to allow him to see. Unfortunately Reflection was an all or nothing kind of thing. Unfortunately for him he didn't have a natural upper limit to the amount of light that he allowed in without being reflected. This meant he was vulnerable to being blinded by flash grenades, like the one Oneeni had just thrown at him.
He cried out in pain as his eyes were burned by the light. He stomped and sent the ground around him shaking but he heard as the music drew further away, signalling that his attack missed.
"Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place"
It echoed as he rubbed the stars out of his eyes and began moving he heard Aiwass chuckle. "A good opening move. She's clever. You've had your power on since you left to find her haven't you... since she's been unconscious for a good part of that you've had to use the battery of your collar haven't you? It should be running out of energy around now shouldn't it? It wouldn't be much fun if you ran out and it's an advantage the others didn't have... Tell you what, I'll give you your normal level of power back. The level you had before your brain injury."
Before Accelerator could speak he felt a surge in his brain as a feeling he had not felt in a very long time settled in, the feeling of power, of unimaginable power, coursing through his body. He could feel the control he had once had possession of, control over everything he touched, control over the very laws of the universe itself.
"Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place"
And now his vision was cleared of most of the stars, letting him see again, he immediately took off. he didn't know why Aiwass had given his powers back, but he would soon regret it. Once he was done making that girl in the tuxedo pay for kidnapping Last Order he would come back and take care of that damn angel.
He could vaguely detect the vectors of that music in the air and he followed it at an incredible speed. He turned the corner of the street and then followed it to an alleyway.
"Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face"
The words echoed from down the alleyway. They sounded as if they had stopped moving. Perhaps the kidnapper thought that she had finally lost him. Oh how wrong that poor bitch was... Trying to kidnap Last Order from him, there would be no escape. She would pay. He rocketed down the alleyway, eyes ablaze.
"You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place"
At that last word he felt an incredible pain shoot through him. The pain and shock rocketed around inside him again and again until he passed out from it, his momentum sending him skidding along the floor of the alley like a ragdoll.
Oneeni watched this from the side alley and released the breath she had been holding since the start of this chase. Had it been any other day she would have listened to her mentor and just run away, but she was tired of doing that, she'd had enough running away from today and it hadn't helped anything, it had just gotten her and Last Order even more hurt. She had decided to confront Accelerator.
A plan had formulated quickly while she was running away from Accelerator as he recovered from the flash grenade. After that encounter that one time in the facility she had researched more about him in order to find ways to avoid and escape from him more efficiently in the future were it ever to become necessary. She had reasoned that there were two major holes in his power, one of which was the one she had just utilized to blind him. The other was that he had no control over objects that have no vectors.
So she had found a narrow alleyway with a side alley connecting to it. She had ripped off the speakers and thrown them down the alley, hoping he would follow them rather than her. Then she hid in the side alley. Once she had settled in and put Last Order down she fired a dart into the side of the building across from her at around neck height and filled the nano-tube line connected to it full of electricity, using her power to spread the energy out equally along the line and to keep it there until he came along.
The wire was so thin that it went through his skin without even cutting it, instead squeezing between the cells. and the instant that that had happened her power, which was holding the electricity within the wire, was blocked by his ability and the electricity began to flow outwards into his body. It wasn't very much electricity but, due to his ability, it kept on bouncing around inside of him, causing quite a bit of pain, until it hit something important and knocked him out shutting off his ability and allowing the electricity to finally find a ground and escape.
She looked at his body and wondered briefly what to do. She then decided to leave this place, recover her speaker and then her cane and sword. Accelerator was no longer her concern. By the time he woke up she would be far away from here with Last Order.
As she bent down to pick up the young clone her knees gave out and she realized just how terrified she had been a second ago, how terrified she still was. She was within spitting distance of the seventh most powerful person in the city. She could not believe that she had beat him, she half-expected the albino to just get up and laugh at her efforts.
The thought of this gave her enough panic-fueled adrenaline to pick up Last Order and run away despite how much her knees were shaking.
She carried the little girl back home. When they were about halfway there she roused from her unconsciousness and yawned cutely as if she had just taken a little nap. "Nee-chan? What happened asks Misaka Misaka, feeling as if she had missed something very important."
Oneeni waited until she had reached a power line that skirted near the roof of a building before jumping off and setting Last Order down. "You're safe now," she signed to the clone, "I'm taking you home now."
"Kuro-sama's home you mean, asks Misaka Misaka, excited at the prospect of seeing Kuro-sama and shepherd-nee-chan's house but realizing that Yomikawa-san and Yoshikawa-san are probably worried about me." Last Order purposefully didn't include Accelerator out of spite. The person who had promised to protect her probably wasn't worried at all that she was missing, he hadn't even come to rescue her. If nee-chan hadn't come in to save her she'd probably be dead and Accelerator still wouldn't care.
"I guess I can take you to your home. Where is it?" She asked with sign language. Last Order told her the address. Oneeni found it with her glasses and then picked up the little girl once more and began the journey to her house.
November 23rd,12:39PM
Yomikawa Residence
Yomikawa Aiho heard as the door slammed shut suddenly and with great force. "Accelerator storm out again?" she called out to WORST who was in the other room with him.
"He's been so angry lately, you'd think he'd be done with puberty by now but he's still just a kid," Yoshikawa Kikyou mused.
Suddenly WORST burst into the room. "Last Order's been kidnapped, he's gone to rescue her," she told the adults.
"What?" they said in harmony, Aiho's outburst having a little more concern than Kikyou's.
"How did- oh yeah the network thing," the Anti-Skill woman realized, "I'll call it in, maybe I can help get her back." She took out a phone and called up Anti-Skill, only to hear an unexpected voice coming from the other end.
"Hello, can I help you?" It asked.
"Ch-Chief Marshall?" the woman asked, surprised at why such a high figure was taking her phone call.
"That's my name, don't wear it out... what do you need Aiho?"
"I need to report a kidnapping," she said, recovering quickly.
"Oh yes, that thing. I already know about it," he told her. Aleister had told him about the intruders the moment they appeared but his orders were to leave them alone for now until they could sort out what they wanted. Once they had determined that then the Black Knight would take care of one while her tuxedoed companion would handle the other. He was told to ensure that nobody else interfered, "we've got our second best agent on it so don't worry."
"Is there anything-" Aiho began but was cut off by Marshall.
"Nope. There's nothing you can do agent. You're way too far away our agent has... just made contact with the kidnapper. So just stay there, that's an order. Goodbye then and have a nice day." He said then hung up.
Aiho looked at the other two and explained the conversation she had just had. Kikyou shrugged, "well that's good then. Quite a prompt response from Anti-Skill for once. I'm surprised." Aiho shot a glare at her.
WORST thought about it and whispered, "nee-chan?" under her breath.
"Did you say something?" Aiho asked her.
"Huh? oh, nah. I'm gonna kick back again," she said as she laid down on the couch.
WORST was designed to be the outlet of all the negative emotions felt by the Misaka Network. Because of this she generally hated everyone and everything connected to the experiment and by extension pretty much everything... However the shepherd was an anomaly. There wasn't a single clone in the Misaka network that had negative emotions towards the shepherd.
Had she been raised by the Shepherd like the others she may have developed the same sort of appreciation that the other clones had for her, or that WORST had for Accelerator and her guardians. But as it was she and Last Order were the only two clones that had never experienced the guiding hand of the shepherd directly. Last Order was a child so she thought that the shepherd was a good person because she had been good to the other clones, but WORST didn't have that sort of inherent trust. She felt completely neutral towards the shepherd.
No... that wasn't it. Her personality and identity as a repository of negative emotions prevented her from feeling neutral about anyone or anything. She found she was... anxious. She found herself a little worried about what the Shepherd would think of her. She was a freak among the network and she knew that... what if the shepherd hated her because of that?
She was lost in thought for quite a while until the door burst open and Last Order announced that she was home. Aiho sighed in relief as she welcomed the girl home only to stop as she saw another person walk in behind her.
"This is where I live, explains Misaka Misaka as she shows shepherd-nee-chan Yomikawa-san's apartment."
"Nee-chan?" repeated Aiho, confused. The tuxedo wearing girl that followed the young girl didn't look like a clone at all. But then again neither did WORST...
"Shepherd?" Kikyou echoed the other half of the name, though in a far less confused manner, as if she had heard the name before. This was confirmed when she said, "Been a while since I've heard that name. How've you been?"
The shepherd person typed something into a little device in their wrist which then echoed out with an artificial voice, "neutral tone: fine."
"Oh yeah," Kikyou seemed to recalls something, "you're mute aren't you. That's why all the clones had to learn sign language..."
"And this is MISAKA WORST says Misaka Misaka as she points to the lazy person on the couch."
"Who are you calling lazy you brat," the older clone snapped. Then she saw nee-chan's head turn towards her. She couldn't see the clone's eyes past the dark sunglasses but she could feel her gaze, "what you looking at?"
If Oneeni remembered what the other clones had said of WORST then she had the sign language ability like the rest of them, but it was better to be safe than sorry so she typed out the message, "thoughtful tone: that dress suits you quite well, though it does clash a bit with your eyes. Perhaps some skin tone mascara to cover up the ring and make your eyes look a little smaller."
Aiho was extremely confused and looked to Kikyou for an explanation. Kikyou understood and began to tell the other woman about it. "She was a failed clone from the first batch that the person in charge of the experiment kept around for some reason. She helped around during the experiment, looking after the clones. As a result they look up to her as a sort of big sister. She always seemed kind of odd, obsessed with fashion and her appearance, and she always seemed a bit ignorant as well, she has no idea what the experiment was all about."
Meanwhile WORST was blushing and trying to act hostile and upset, a farce which Oneeni easily saw past. She got out her notebook and made some notes regarding this new clone. Suddenly Oneeni stopped as a blip showed up on her glasses.
She turned to Last Order, "it looks like we were followed," she signed.
"Followed repeats Misaka Misaka, slightly afraid of being kidnapped again but positive that shepherd-nee-chan can beat up any kidnappers."
Aiho heard this and got out her gun, "they followed you here?" she asked, ready to assist if it became necessary.
Oneeni nodded and pointed Last Order to the corner of the room, where she went to hide momentarily. Then the tuxedo wearing girl gestured over WORST and explained that, if worst came to worst, she'd need her to recharge the capacitors on Oneeni's back. She nodded, oddly happy to have the girl asking a favor of her. With all of that sorted the shepherd drew her sword out of it's scabbard and pointed it at the door.
Now they waited for the dangerous kidnapper to walk through their front door.
Back in the alley, Accelerator was coming back around into consciousness. As he did so he was made aware of a presence nearby. He struggled to prop himself up and flare at the glowing figure of Aiwass as he leaned against the dank walls of the alley, smirking down at the level five. It was such a stark contrast: the dark, cramped walls of this godless alley compared to the warm, glowing pureness of the angelic being that stood within them.
"To be honest," the angelic being said, "I was not expecting her to beat you. The most I was expecting her to stay ahead of you long enough to rejoin with the Black Knight. If forced to confront you I was expecting her to have to resort to the grimoire. But she beat you with nothing but a wire and her ability, which ranks as a level 2... such a resounding defeat on your part deserves some sort of commemoration I think." Aiwass pointed a finger at Accelerator's forehead and the ESPer immediately felt a great pain, as if something was being etched into his flesh with a laser, which was an accurate enough description.
"There... I think that's fairly fitting," Aiwass said as he picked up a hunk of metal off of the ground and drew his finger over it, bringing it to a high shine before tossing it to Accelerator. The sheen was such that the level five could see his reflection in the polished steel. More specifically he could see the black script on his forehead.
"נ וַיֶּחֱזַק דָּוִד מִן-הַפְּלִשְׁתִּי בַּקֶּלַע וּבָאֶבֶן, וַיַּךְ אֶת-הַפְּלִשְׁתִּי וַיְמִתֵהוּ; וְחֶרֶב, אֵין בְּיַד-דָּוִד."
"I'm going to kill you," the teenager growled in a low voice as he tried to push himself up, a fire raged in his eyes.
Aiwass grinned at this and walked over to Accelerator. He reached down and grabbed the collar of the albino's shirt and yanked him up into a stand. The sudden motion made the blood rush to his head and he stumbled a bit, his legs unsteady still from the shock. Then Aiwass pressed the piece of polished metal to the ESPer's throat, the message clear enough as the sharp edge drew a drop of blood. "A child could kill you right now and you seek to take on a god? Go home, rest, do not further waste my time with your pointless defiance."
With that said he suddenly disappeared. Accelerator punched the ground and realized that, as much as he hated to admit it, Aiwass was right. He needed to get home and get his collar charged and repaired before he even thought about going after that tuxedo wearing woman. Not only that but he had no idea how to find her, so he'd need help doing that.
Without that cheating angel's interference he would definitely beat her next time, he would destroy her and rescue Last Order, like he always did.
It was a lucky thing that the walk home was uneventful. Right now he didn't want anyone to see him. It was bad enough that he'd need to show his head around WORST and the other two people he shared the apartment with. He didn't even know what the damn thing said but he knew it was a mark of his failure (his undeserved failure, after all Aiwass had surely cheated) and thus he hated the symbols engraved in his forehead.
Finally he reached his destination, opening the front door only to see that same hat, glasses, and dumb tuxedo of the woman who had defeated them. he felt as his momentum carried him into the girl's sword.
Then, once again, the electricity tore through him. This time he didn't have his power active to make it bounce around like a superball in a tiny room and thus the electricity went straight down into the floor. It paralyzed his already unsteady muscles and made him fall forward. He felt as the sword pressed against his spine, ready to completely and permanently paralyze him in a moment's notice.
"It seems the butcher is pursuing you more persistently and with greater ability than I had first presumed Last Order. I think it would be best if we evacuated back to Kuro-sama's residence while he is disabled says the shepherd says MISAKA WORST." The moment the sentence finished and she regained control of her own mouth WORST began laughing uncontrollably.
"What are you doing nee-chan asks Misaka Misaka as she runs over to shepherd-nee-chan and Accelerator."
Oneeni looked at the little girl.
"I'm protecting you Last Order says the shepherd says MISAKA WORST." Though interrupted briefly by that WORST continued laughing.
"What's going on?" Aiho asked, even more confused, her gun now pointed towards the tuxedoed woman who had just attacked her ward.
"Oh, the shepherd can talk through the other clones and order them around. Kind of a proto-Last Order," explained Kikyou, far more calm about this than the other woman.
"That isn't what I meant. Why are you threatening him," Aiho demanded of Oneeni.
With her free hand Oneeni got her notebook out of her pocket and turned to the second page which she tossed to the Anti-Skill agent, who caught it and read it out loud. It was an official document that had been stapled to the notebook.
"Subject designation Accelerator (Codename: The Butcher) is an extremely unstable and dangerous individual. Any contact between him and the clones is likely to result in delays to the experiment as well as severe injuries to the clones. As the designated guardian of the clones The Shepherd is to avoid The Butcher and ensure that none of the clones come into contact with him before the time of their experiment."
"Explicative tone: He is a dangerous person and I'm protecting Last Order, WORST, and yourselves from harm," she typed out as Aiho was speaking.
"What the hell?! WHAT THE HELL?!" Accelerator demanded, as he heard this.
"nee-chan... put the sword down. He isn't dangerous explains Misaka Misaka as she comes to understand the situation."
Oneeni looked at her as if she was speaking a foreign language. She had been told by her mentor and others that he was dangerous, she had experienced it first-hand twice. Why did Last Order seem to think otherwise.
It was now that WORST looked again at Accelerator, "hey, what's up with your forehead? Did you and go get a tattoo while Last Order was kidnapped?" At this the rest took a look at the forehead in question. Accelerator attempted to hide it or get to his feet but he couldn't. This day was an utter nightmare. "It was that fucking angel!" he barked out.
"What language is that?" asked Kikyou, confused by the odd markings.
"Hebrew," Oneeni typed out for them, "Samuel 17:50: So David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and with a stone, and smote the Philistine, and slew him; but there was no sword in the hand of David."
Accelerator had finally had enough and pushed himself up... only to have his spinal cord severed by the sword that he had forgotten was pressed against him. Even the adrenaline and rage that had allowed him to defy the pain and paralysis could not grant him movement when the spinal cord was severed.
"Accelerator cries Misaka Misaka as she sees him fall limply against the floor and rushes to his side."
After a brief look the little girl looked back at the others and said, "he's hurt really bad. I think he needs to go to a hospital says Misaka Misaka."
Aiho walked over. "I can assure you as a member of Anti-Skill that he is under my guardianship," she explained to Oneeni who seemed unsure of what to do, "and, dangerous or not, it is my responsibility to look after him so please release him so that I can take him to a hospital." Her tone said that it was not a request, but an order.
Oneeni looked thoughtful then sheathed her sword and moved away from Accelerator, allowing the woman to pick him up. "you really are in a bad shape... come on we need to get moving fast."
"I'll help," WORST offered with a grin, wanting to go along and tease him a bit more. She had a bit more confidence in his survival (and a bit less concern for the same) than Aiho so she was not nearly as worried.
"I'll stay here and see if I can find out what exactly happened," Kikyou told Aiho.
"I'll go with Accelerator says Misaka Misaka."
"No. You'll stay here where I can keep you safe says the shepherd says Last Order." The little clone glared at Oneeni and crossed her arms, still annoyed at how she could be bossed around like that.
Once they had left Oneeni looked towards Last Order, who still looked cross and then at Kikyou who sighed.
"How about you start from the beginning," the researcher proffered.
Author's Note: This chapter was supposed to be the fourth but I decided that there wasn't enough Oneeni or action in my story so far and since those are some of my favorite things I decided to put the chapter jam packed with both of them before the other one.
I've been planning this fight for a long time. In fact if you go back to my first book and look at chapter 48 you can see the "Coming Soon" segment which says: "The Shepherd versus The Butcher, the vengeance of the sacrificial flock" which will tell you just how long I've been planning this fight. Going back and looking at those really tells you just how long some of these events have been planned. It amazes me at times...
Anyway, about how Oneeni wins... I'm sure several people will protest so here I present my reasoning for why her method is valid. My proof for the effectiveness of this tactic is twofold and thusly: firstly, Accelerator's shield cannot do anything against a stationary object. This was shown in the fight against 9982 when she planted a mine and he activated it. While it didn't work because the expansion of air and shrapnel do have vectors, it demonstrated that he was capable of tripping a mine via pressure sensors, meaning his body interacts with stationary objects as would any other, quod est demonstratum tripwires would work against him. secondly Accelerator's shield redirects all vectors indiscriminately, with or without the nerfing effect of the collar, as shown in his fight against Kihara Amata. This means, as shown in this fight between him and Amata, an attack which is going in the opposite direction of his body is instead pulled towards his body by his shield (which takes the form of a layer around his skin). I assume this would also apply to attacks originating from inside of his body would just bounce around until it either killed him or injured him enough to disable his ability (which I assume happens when he sleeps or is knocked unconscious, though this is the only thing which I do not have proof from canon of).
On a side note, as I was writing this I noticed just how perfect "We Will Rock You" was as XLR8R's theme song.