Hey Everyone, UCCMaster here!

Wow, I've got so many followers and reviews! I'm so thankful for everyone who chose to favorite and follow my story. Now for some answers from chapter 3

Thank you Hilem for your support of First being an areomaster. I'm probably going to divert from the main storyline mostly due to my lack of knowledge on WWIII and my inability to write intensive action.

Guest: According to my understanding, the Level Upper was a music file used to alter the brain's make up to increase calculating power similar to the Misaka Network, but since most people didn't understand it's usage, it was distributed like an underworld drug. In addition, thanks for the corrections, but I looked up on the Wiki and Kuroko Shirai is spelled so.

Rafael Da Silva: in case you didn't see my pervious note, this takes place soon after the Academy City Invasion Arc. Also I use some plot armor for convenience as follows: 1. Misaka knows about Last Order and that Accelerator is taking care of her at Yomikawa's. 2. GROUP has formed up and is directly working for Allister Crowley. 3. Academy City is on the brink of war with the Roman Catholic Church and the Russian Orthodox Church. 4. Itsuwa and Ruiko are siblings (the relationship is yet to be uncovered at this point). 5. (for your case) Frenda is still alive as the Battle Royal Arc hasn't happened nor will it happen.
Pretty much everything from now on is going to be an AU simply because I got confused from the wiki and I don't own the light novels to understand WWIII and the Battle Royal Arc.

I hope that answers everyone's questions/comments. Again, feel free to leave a comment, thought, laugh, or note for me in the reviews. Without further ado, let's begin

I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or any of its sister series.

District Seven: alleyway

There weren't many times in Frenda's life when she had truly felt fear. Sure, she had felt the adrenaline of panic plenty of times before. How else did she survive working for the Dark Side of Academy City? But very few times had she really been terrified to the point of breaking. All of those times either involved Mugino, whose wrath was truly to be feared, or Railgun, who's pitiful torture techniques strangely enough were super effective on the foreign mercenary. Such like now; as the blonde found herself hurled against a garbage bin, groaning in pain as electricity paralyzed her limbs.

"Now, I don't know who you are, but you clearly were involved in kidnapping my friend." The middle schooler in question began, "So, how many volts of electricity do I need to use in order to convince you into telling me?"

The blonde attempted to scramble away only to receive a full dosage of Level Five electricity. The girl opened her mouth. She didn't care if she gave away clientele information; no amount of secrecy was worth this. But as she opened her mouth, she found herself unable to speak.

The Third Rank stared at the girl in confusion. "What the heck are you trying to do? Are you mocking me?"

Eyes widened in shock, the girl shook her head furiously, but to no avail. "Maybe you need something more!"

Frenda let out a silent scream as more volts poured into her body. She needed to end this now, before the girl shocked her to death. Slowly reaching out her hand, she bent her fingers to look like she's holding a pencil.

"Oh, you want something to write with?" Nodding painfully, Frenda found a pen and a piece of paper forced into her hand. The blonde painfully scrawled a few words onto the sheet before handing it back to Railgun. Misaka took one look at the sheet before dropping it, her face paling. "No, it can't be. It can't be him!" She glares at the blonde mercenary. "You're lying; tell me you're lying!"

Eyes widened in terror, the girl shook her head. "Mmnnmm!"

"Damn it!" The girl raged, stomping the ground with her foot. She looks up at the sky, "I guess it's just like last time."

Redirecting her focus back on the cute mercenary, she frowns. "I guess I should let you go. You already told me what I want to know, and knowing your client, having Anti-skill arrest you won't help either." She mutters, "But I better not find you again, is that clear?"

Frenda nodded, suddenly finding the strength to move. Picking herself up, she dashed out of the alley in a blur, glad to be free of the torturous volts of electricity. Honestly, who would ever enjoy being electrocuted like that?

177th Judgement Branch

"Achoo!"

"Are you alright Shirai-san?" the small hacker asked.

"I'm fine…I just feel like someone has disturbed the love and power of my Onee-sama."

"Back to work you two!" a fierce voice commanded.

"H-hai!"

Heaven Canceller's Hospital

The halls, normally bustling with nurses, patients, and visitors, were empty and quiet at this time in the afternoon. Only a few select staff remained active, but the staff was not who she was looking for. Misaka glanced at her phone, it was almost dark and if she didn't hurry, she'd miss curfew. Yet, for some reason, she didn't care anymore.

"Once I get my hands on those…" she muttered darkly. For once, she didn't care what people thought of her. Someone had taken her friend…someone had stolen her friend from her and she would plunge into the darkness of Academy City if it meant getting her back. She could just imagine the tears swelling from Uiharu's face, her pillar of strength stripped away from her. Kuroko would be demanding justice but finding none. As for herself, she was going to do anything necessary to bring her back, just like when she faced Teresina Kihara.

"That name…" She hated them. She hated what they stood for, how they completely disregarded human life as precious; no, they only saw them as test subjects to reach an unreachable goal, to become the gods of the world. The fact that they had now turned their greedy eyes on her friend, a level zero was despicable.

She finally arrived at a particular door, one that she hadn't visited in a long time. Knocking softly, she waited until she heard a monotone "come in", before entering.

The room was mostly empty with the exception of a single hospital bed and a desk. The desk was covered by several notebooks, files, journals, and a single photograph depicting a group of children smiling at the camera. But sitting upright in the bed was a certain woman with long wavy brown hair. She turned to her guest and frowned.

"Railgun, what a surprise. What can I help you with this evening?"

"Dr. Kiyama, I need a favor."

The woman quirked her head slightly. "Is that so? What type of favor would you be asking of me? My current skills are quite limited here, seeing as I'm under house arrest."

"It's not what you can do that I'm after." Misaka states, "It's who you worked for that I'm after."

"Is that so?"

The girl nodded. "I remember you worked under a certain Gensei Kihara. I'm looking for him and I figured you'd know where to start looking."

"Well then," the woman gestured to a chair lying against the wall, "Take a seat, I'll tell what I know."

District Seven, Kamijou Residence

"Touma, I'm hungry!"

A certain misfortunate boy sighed as he scoured the refrigerator for anything edible, but alas, to no avail. "Hey Index," he turned a suspicious glare, "What happened to all the food I put in here last night?"

The nun stuck her head up. "Well obviously I ate it. There wasn't that much so it wasn't very filling."

Touma sighed. "How could you? I was trying to stretch that out for the entire week!"

"It's your own fault Touma," Index pouted, "You know I'm a growing girl and need plenty of nutrients to supplement this body."

"Well you need to lay back on your eating habits or else we'll have nothing to eat; like right now!"

"Then you need to get more food!" The girl spat back.

*bang* *bang*

The duo turned around towards the door. "I'll get it," Touma stood up, heading towards the door. Opening the door, he found a familiar neighbor/spy/magician: a teenage boy with spiky blonde hair. He wore sunglasses with a gold chain around his neck. Finally, his outfit was composed of an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt underneath his school uniform. This was Tsuchimikado Motoharu, the backstabbing blade.

"Hey there Kami-yan! Sorry for intruding, but could we come in for a minute?" The boy greeted his friend cherrily.

Touma raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "We?"

"Oh, there you are! Why are you hiding?" Tsuchimikado reached out to his left before tugging a reluctant teenage girl into view.

"Who are you?" Touma asked, trying to recognize the young voluptuous teenage girl before him. Then it hit him. "Oh wait, I remember you. You're that girl from the Amakusa."

The girl nodded. "Mm, I-I'm Saten Itsuwa, b-but you can call me Itsuwa." She stuttered, playing slightly with her fingers while trying to avoid eye contact.

Touma held out his hand. "Well then Itsuwa-san, it's good to see you again. Please come in."

"H-hai!" The girl stuttered as she took the boy's hand, her cheeks blushing red. "Th-Thank you for having us!"

"Well well," the spy whispered into Touma's ear. "Already calling the girl by her first name? You raise flags quickly Kami!"

Touma's cheeks blushed red as he shoved the boy into the wall. "Shut it you siscon!"

"Touma, why are these people here?" Index demanded, "You haven't even fed me!"

"Index!" Touma reprimanded, "You shouldn't be so bossy in front of guests. They're here to chat and talk. Surely you remember Tsuchimikado-san and Itsuwa-san from the Amakusa."

Index nodded proudly, crossing her arms. "Of course I do Touma. But that doesn't excuse the fact that you haven't fed me and I'm hungry."

"I-If you'd like, I can cook something for you."

The duo turned in surprise at the short haired girl, rushing up to her. "You can cook?"

Taken slightly aback by their movement, the girl nodded. "Y-Yes. I also brought some groceries to make something if you'd like."

"You're a lifesaver!" "You're a Godsend!"

"Hey Saten-san, why don't you take Index into the kitchen to help you. Kami and I need to have a talk." The spy requested. The girl nodded. "Sure, come on Index, I'm sure we can get something hot on the stove. You can help me make the tea."

"Oh wow! That sounds great!"

Touma smiled at the two's interactions before remembering Tsuchimikado's presence. "So what's going on this time?"

"Ara, ara, Kami-yan, can't two friends just hang out?" The spy joked, only to be met with a certain annoyed glare. "Alright, fine. I got a job for you and Saten-san's a part of it."

Touma remained silent, waiting for Tsuchimikado to continue.

"Anyway here's the deal: I need you to retrieve the secret weapon of the Amakusa."

"The Amakusa?"

"Yeah, supposedly, six years ago, the Amakusa Church seized an important weapon from Academy City as a precaution against the rising number of powerful Espers. Saten-san was an important member of the guard protecting it, or at least that's what she's told me. But less than four hours ago, members of the Science side took back the weapon and is holding it somewhere here in Academy City."

"Wait," Touma interjected. "So you're saying that the Amakusa Church stole something from Academy City?"

"That's what they say. I'm not entirely sure what exactly they took; Saten-san won't tell me, but it's powerful, equivalent to the power of a Saint or at least a Level Five, or so she says."

Touma considered the idea of the Amakusa having a Saint level artifact in their arsenal. Hold on, two, if they included their patron saint Kanzaki. The idea that religious organizations would seize weapons away from Academy City was not entirely new to him, but still surprised him nonetheless. "So you want me to get back this weapon for Itsuwa-san."

"Or at least help her. This will be a job for both you and Index, since her knowledge of magic will come in handy in disabling any magical defenses you can't deal with yourself. I'll be trying to get you some reinforcements but it will mostly be you, Saten-san, and Index.

"But Kami, this is really important. Seizing Saint level artifacts from a church is a major crime and if word got out to the Anglican Church, who the Amakusa are affiliated with, it could spark a war between Magic and Science."

"Do we even know where this artifact is? I mean, Academy City is huge."

"Supposedly Saten-san placed a tracker on it. She knows where they're keeping it. Kami, be careful. From what I could pick up, you're dealing with the Khiara family."

Touma's brow perked up at the name. "The Kiharas? Aren't they the most well known group of scientists and researchers in Academy City?"

"That's right," Tsuchimikado nodded, "They're also involved in some of the most despicable experiments in Academy City, including the Level Six Shift and Radio Noise. They have no respect for humanity and won't hesitate to experiment on humans if it means getting a result. They're protected by the Board of Directors so we can't involve Anti-skill or Judgment in matters like this. It's literally up to us to retrieve the weapon."

Touma digested the information given to him. "Right then, when do we strike?"

"Give me some time," The spy patted him on the back, "But you, Saten-san, and Index will be moving out tonight."

"That soon?" Touma asked curiously.

"I know, it seems a little soon, but time is of the essence. We need to get the weapon back before the Anglican Church finds out and sends their own magicians to deal with the issue. That alone could spark a war. Saten-san just happened to be conveniently nearby to come to us for help. Which brings up my next point."

He leaned in close to the boy's ear, speaking in a quiet tone. "There's something aloof about Saten-san. Her convenient positioning for all this to happen is suspicious. Not to mention I don't know what this weapon is and she refuses to share information on it except its degree of power is disturbing. That's why I wanted Index to go with you so you're not alone with her. Keep a close eye on her and try to find out the Amakusa's true agenda in this all."

Touma nodded. "Sure, I'll trust you this."

"Right then," the boy turned towards the kitchen. "It smells like supper is ready. Shall we?"

Yomikawa Residence

"What are we going to do for supper asks Misaka Misaka as her stomach grows hungrily?"

"Shut it you brat!" The albino teen chucked a couch pillow at the pesky child.

Said pillow slammed into the girl, causing her to fall on her bottom. "Ouch, that hurt! Misaka Misaka cries as she tries to make some fake tears to gain sympathy." The girl cries, rubbing her eyes in a vain attempt to generate tears.

"Yeah, yeah, why don't you bug Yomikawa instead?" The teen rolled his eyes. Honestly, there were times when Last Order really did bring him to the end of his fuse.

"Aww, but Misaka wants you to take Misaka out for supper! Misaka Misaka whines, tilting her head to show affection." The girl tugs on the boy's shirt.

"Hey Accelerator, you've got some visitors." A loud voice interrupted their conversation.

The teen raised his brow suspiciously as he slowly pulled himself off of the comfy couch he had been resting on. Grabbing his crutch, he slowly hobbled towards the door, half expecting that third rate brat to be waiting for him. To his surprise, and slight relief, his visitors manifested themselves as a familiar backstabbing spy and a certain Move-point master he had previously slammed into a building.

"Hey there Accel-kun!" Tsuchimikado greeted the albino. "Mind of we come in?"

"What the hell are you two doing here?" The teen responded flatly. "Don't tell me it's another one of those GROUP outings, or even worse, a GROUP picnic?"

"Thankfully not." The red haired teleporter Awaki Musujime sighed in relief. "We got an actual job."

"You might as well come in if you don't mind three annoying women in the house." The Level Five muttered as he hobbled into the living room. Slouching on his favorite couch, he resumed his signature glare at the two. "So, what's this job about?"

"Ooh, you have a job? asks Misaka Misaka curiously, popping out from behind her beloved Accel-kun!" A small girl popped out from behind her...er...beloved...savior. "Can you tell Misaka about it?"

"Shut it you little brat! This isn't any of your business. Go back into your room and don't listen in!"

The girl whimpered slightly. "Aww, but Misaka wanted to know more about your job! Whines Misaka Misaka. First you don't tell Misaka about Number Six, now you won't tell Misaka about your job? This isn't fair! Pouts Misaka Misaka, shaking her fists in an attempt to reinforce the image of a spoiled child."

"Wait, you knew Number Six?" Awaki interjected.

Accelerator shot Last Order a glare, before sighing. "Yeah, she's dead. That enough for you?"

The duo were taken aback by his bluntness. Tsuchimikado nodded slowly. "Right then. Last Order-chan, if you could give us some privacy, that would be greatly appreciated."

"Ok, Blonde hair-kun! Says Misaka Misaka, happy to have been acknowledged nicely unlike her Accel-kun!" And with that, the girl skipped off.

Accelerator shot the spy an annoyed look. "You just had to go and do that." He muttered.

"Hey, little sisters are precious, you should know that." The siscon defended himself.

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say."

"If you boys could get back on track, we got a job from the higher ups." Awaki interjected.

The spy nodded. "That's correct. These orders came right from the Superintendent himself.

"He wants us to guard a certain facility for the week. He's got some important experiment going on and doesn't want any interference or interruption. I'm not entirely sure of the details, but it sounds like they're trying to figure out how to raise Esper levels quickly."

The albino nodded. "Right, so where do we come in?"

"Awaki will be teleporting you in while we take the border patrol. Also he made a point not to look into the experiment files."

"Right, confidentiality and all that crap. Anything else?"

"Don't treat this like a joke." Awaki reprimanded him, "This is an important job from the Superintendent himself. Both of us have met him and he's not someone you should take lightly. Just get in there and keep intruders out alright?"

"...Right..."

A few minutes later, Accelerator closed the door of the apartment behind him. This was going to be a long night.

Little did he know, inside a certain little girl's room, faint muttering could be heard. "Yes, yes, Accel-kun is going to be needing our help. Preparations must be made in that case! Misaka Misaka says, agreeing with the network!"

District Seven: Higuchi Pharmacology Laboratory 7

It was well past midnight when Misaka Mikoto finally arrived at her destination. Kiyama's information on known Kihara research facilities was vast and expansive, yet wasn't quite close enough to get a specific location. Instead, she had spent the night checking each facility on the list. Finally, she had found a facility that was still functioning...and what do you know? It had to be this one. It felt as though fate was taunting her, jeering at her, daring her to break. For this was the facility that, all those years ago, Misaka Mikoto had been tricked into giving up her DNA map, thus leading into the development and slaughter of her Sisters.

"This has got to be the place." She glanced at her phone, "I don't have much time. Who knows what those freaks have done to her by now?"

Seizing control of the static electricity around her, she scampers over the perimeter wall, slowly making her way towards the back door...only to find a series of destroyed security robots.

"What the..." She muttered, examining the wreckage. Who would do something like this? Why would they just randomly attack security...then it made sense. She wasn't alone. Someone else was here and they too were after her friend.

She dashed into the building, finding more wrecked robots and machines. As she moved forward, a sudden peppering sound stopped her in her tracks. "That sounds like..." Where had she heard that sound before? That's it, it was gunfire! Wait, gunfire? "I've got to hurry!" She muttered as she resumed her mad rush to find her friend.

She turned a corner only for a strong hand to clamp itself over her mouth and yank her back. She struggled fiercely against the hand only to be stopped by a familiar voice.

"Biri Biri?"

So what do you think? That escalated quite quickly. As I said, this arc should be done in two more chapters. I apologize if Awaki was OoC, since I'm not super familiar with her character. Again I brought in a bunch of lesser used characters such as Dr. Kiyama. Also note that to those who don't know Ruiko, Itsuwa is Saten-san to them, so don't get confused when I say Saten-san.

Next chapter: surprise encounters, awkward reunions, and hopefully some awesome action…hopefully assuming I can write the action out well. Combat writing isn't my specialty in comparison to humor and monologues.

Anyways, please rate and review and feel free to critique or argue canon with me. More often than not you'll be right and I'll be learning something new. Thanks!

May the Force of the Lord God Almighty be with you always!

UCCMaster