Chapter 3: A Certain Scientific Consequence

"So!" Saten said as she sat down on Kuroko's bed with a gleeful expression. "You want to hear the gossip, the fat juicy gossip on Uiharu?"

In truth, what Mikoto really wanted to do at that very moment was to pin Kuroko down on the bed and snog her senseless, but A) That would freak Saten out, B) Undermine her message of self control to Kuroko and C) Reveal that Mikoto was far more that Kuroko's roommate to Saten ...meaning by the end of the week that most of the city would know.

"Erm...sure!" Mikoto replied somewhat awkwardly. Saten gave her a look that suggested that she caught the awkwardness. She looked to Kuroko and spoke harshly.

"What were you doing to the poor girl before I interrupted?"

"It's best if you don't ask." Mikoto explained quickly as she covered for her partner. "Kuroko has been trying very hard to get her impulses under control as of late, but sometimes she slips."

It was such a fine line to walk, on one hand she had to be secretive, on the other she had to protect her partners pride. But regardless she found she was becoming more and more deceitful with her friends and it didn't feel good.

"I guess you are right." Saten said seriously before turning back to full giggles mode. "And Uiharu is seeing someone!"

Mikoto blinked.

"Someone seduced Uiharu?" Kuroko asked in a tone of disbelief.

"Nope!" Saten replied with a huge grin. "She seduced them, as in she was the seducer, rather than the seduced!"

This time Mikoto's jaw dropped.

"But she's so sweet, nice and awkward!" Kuroko exclaimed.

"I know!" Saten said with clear relish. "But she managed to befriend his little sister during her Judgment work, and with a little bit of confidence she managed to bag herself the big bother!"

"So what's this guys name and what is he like?" Mikoto asked curiously.

"Well I know he's a 'bishōnen bad boy who needs a good girl to look after him'" Saten explained. "And apparently his family name is Suzushina... through Uiharu won't tell me his given name."

"Why not?" Mikoto asked as she silently probed her memories for the name Suzushina... but she knew no one with that name.

"Uiharu wouldn't explain annoyingly, but Lady Luck shined on me and showed me a way to find out." Saten explained confidently.

"Oh?" Mikoto asked, she really wanted to know who this guy was now.

"I had the fortune to glimpse a email about a date." Saten explained. "And if we run, we might be able to accidently meet them!"

Mikoto grinned. She wasn't sure who this Suzushina was, but she made a mental note to be nice and try to make a good impression, she was sure that Uiharu was having a good time, and she didn't want to spoil it.


Uiharu watched as the glass windows shattered, every single one of them.

"Who the fuck do you think you think your messing with!" Accelerator screamed as he visibly demonstrated his great power. The awkward and troubled boy that she been talking with moments before was no longer visible, instead a white haired and red eyed demon full of fury and hate was standing before her instead.

He strode forwards, like a living incarnation of destruction, towards the man who was holding Last Order by the neck. He looked surprisingly calm for a man staring death in the face.

"Oh I know exactly who your are -butcher-." He said with a voice full of spite. "And I know all about the 'Third Resource Recycling Processing Facility Incident' during the 'Night of the Sleeping Terror'."

The 'Night of the Sleeping Terror' was what everyone used when they referred to that incident were the Catholic Church had sent that yellow clothed Esper to try and tear Academy City apart. Several board member had been brutally murdered during it, but Uiharu had never heard of the 'Third Resource Recycling Processing Facility Incident', officially or otherwise.

"Who are you then, some Hound Dog leftover?" Accelerator questioned. "Because only true trash like them would use a little girls life as a shield."

That caused the man (of Hound Dog?) to laugh like Accelerator had just made a amusing joke.

"Oh this thing?" He said as gripped Last Orders neck tighter and increased the look of suffering on her young face. "I know all about the MISAKA Network, about Academy City little army of angel faced killing machines. Created from Academy Cities Number Three, Misaka Mikoto's DNA, but breed purely for war. Hive minded and perfectly obedient littlie soldiers who can be created at the push of a button and known thousands of ways to kill a man."

"She's not some killing machine!" Uiharu screamed as she stood up, her whole body shaking. "Let her go!"

The man rolled his eyes.

"This is the Controller of the MISAKA Network." He explained. "Its form is just designed to minimise risk of assault and make infiltration easier."

"She has a name and it's Last Order you fucker!" Accelerator yelled. "And if you don't let her go in thirty seconds, I'm going to rip your head off and piss down your throat!"

"You know, your power may be great Number One" The man said as he pushed the guns barrel against Last Orders head. "But it's primary base around a counter attack. Creating offensive precise projectile attacks isn't you strong suit. Which means I strongly doubt you could kill me before I put a bullet in your pets brain and wrecked your ability to even walk and talk."

Uiharu eye was instantly drawn to Accelerator chocker and walking stick. She knew Last Order ability was electric based, was she somehow transmitting a constant signal to his chocker and letting Accelerator use his power despite some great wound? Was he dependent on her constant goodwill and forced to protect her?

Accelerator stared at the man with a look of great fury... but as time ticked by it was clear he wasn't going to make a move, that he couldn't make a move... but was because of affection or dependence?

"So the so called unstoppable force that is Accelerator, can be stopped by a simple gun in the right place." The man said with a satisfied look. "How does it feel to be helpless Number One? How does it feel to the one being kicked?"


Touma found himself alone with her father as the girls were busy settling in on the other side of the house.

"So Touma." His father spoke. "That Imouto girl a interesting one. She can speak at least five languages, but can name zero childhood games..."

"She sure is." Touma replied, before quickly adding a lie "She just had a sheltered childhood."

His father smirked.

"I'm not your mother Touma" His father explained as he put his hand on Touma shoulder. "I've seen a glimpse of that strange world you live in.."

Touma look towards him.

"I don't care if my future daughter is some liberated genie or magic doll brought to life." His father explained in a serous tone. "What I care about is that she make's you happy, through if there anything you think I should know..."

"Don't be surprised if she turns up in surprising locations at surprising times." Touma explained. He knew the Sisters liked to sometime's experience things 'firsthand' that had been relayed through the network. Chances are his father would meet another one of the Sister that wanted to meet him firsthand sooner or latter.

"Also she has a good head in a crisis. So if she starts calmly telling you to do things when everything going crazy, it likely a good idea to listen closely."

His father nodded.

"Talking of crises, I'm surprised you got let out the city." his father said off hand.

"Hum?" Touma replied. Why would his father be surprised he got to go on a little half term break?

"You know, with all the tension between the Board of the Directors and the Government?" His father pointed out... except Touma had heard zero about tension between the two.

"News to me." Touma explained

"They must be keeping you kids out of the loop to stop you worrying... but out here it's been all over the news." He explained before adding. "The Government isn't happy that Academy City is acting more and more autonomously. Nor do they like all these reports of unethical experiments and children going missing, especially since Academy City keep blocking proper investigations on the grounds of 'disrupting research'."

Touma felt a cold sweet start to cover him, he knew all about unethical experiments.

"I'm really glad you three are here in honesty." His father went on. "The way things look, it looks like Academy City might turn into a war zone before too long."


The man with the gun increase the tension on Last Orders neck again.

"Stop it, please stop it!" Uiharu begged. "Whatever Accelerator done, whatever pain he has caused you, it no excuse for what your doing to Last Order, she's a innocent child, your chasing after vengeance so much that your blind to the fact your adding pain on pain and making more pain for everyone!"

The man looked at Uiharu properly, giving her his full attention, it didn't help Uiharu's nerves.

"And who are you to speak so high and mighty girl?" He demanded. "Just who do you think you are?"

"I'm Uiharu Kazari." She said as took out her armband and put it on. "Of the 177th Branch of Judgement. If you wish to accuse Accelerator with criminal charges and put forward evidence, I will be happy to contact Anti Skill and explain the situation. However brandishing a gun and holding a child hostage will not help your case, could you please calm down?"

He laughed.

"Oh wow." He said in a sarcastic tone before turning to a more angry one. "The glorified hall monitor wants me to disarm myself and submit myself to a bunch of powerless teachers. I'm sure that will go so well, just like went it went so well for Usagi!"

He looked towards Accelerator as he said the name, his tone now burning with a truly savage anger.

"She got in trouble, made a few mistakes when she started asking some very awkward questions about the lack of privacy in this city, about how watched we are. Turns out the got her put in a 'special class', turns out that its really hard to find where these 'special classes' take place."

"And how this relate to Accelerator?" Uiharu asked as quietly prayed for someone with the power to defuse this horrible situation to arrive.

"I found her" He explained "I found what was left of her on the 'Night of the Sleeping Terror'."