"Misaka 15360 must ask what you are doing, Misaka 15360 weakly asked the large, hooded and masked stranger staring at her."

"What the hell, is this how all heathens in this wretched City talk? And what is with that number of yours? Is it like a good luck charm or something?"

"Misaka 15360 doesn't understand, Misaka 15360 explained."

"Ehhhhhhh whatever, I am more underwhelmed by your power then ya darn weird speech patterns. With all of this talk about how powerful 5 stars are, I thought the infamous Railgun of Technology City would actually put up a darn good fight against me." The man in the cloak started laughing as he finished speaking.

Misaka 15360 dusted some blood off of her clothes and said "Misaka 15360 still doesn't understand. You just keep saying things to Misaka 15360 that Misaka 15360 doesn't understand, Misaka 15360 explained slowly hoping that the hooded man would actually explain what is going on."

The aforementioned man in the cloak chuckled softly and said "Of course you don't."


"Come on, where the hell are they? They are literally everywhere except when I need one of them. Come on what the hell?" Taysuke blinked as he looked around from the tall building he was on, but there was nothing for him to see. There was nothing there for him, nothing at all. He didn't know what to do next, until he felt his phone vibrating and ringing in his pocket. "Well, at least that is probably one of them now." He muttered as he pulled it out of his pocket. He held it up to his ear and asked "Hello, who is it?"

Taysuke was met with a serious sounding voice frantically replying "Misaka 10072 reporting in. Misaka unit 15360 is currently under attack and is relying a stress signal. The person 15360 is fighting is incredibly powerful, and is overpowering her, 17062 and 13854 are assisting her but he is still beating them we need your help Misaka 10072 stressed frantically."

Taysuke frowned, it was time to get serious. He... well he was very close with 15360 and was angered at the idea that she might be in danger. "Ok, where do I go?"

"15360 is currently at the corner of Candell and Spurnoff Streets Misaka 10072 explained."

Taysuke nodded and asked "Errrrrr yeah, huh... ummmm I don't know where that is."

"Misaka 10072 would ask if you are joking but Misaka 10072 knows you aren't, Misaka 10072 said sounding disappointed. There is a GPS system on your phone, Misaka 10072 will send you the information Misaka 10072 explained sounding defeated."

Taysuke nodded and nervously said "Yeah thanks." before he hung up his phone and looked at the screen. It was suddenly alight with directions on where to go. "Come on, how the hell am I supposed to know where to go or how to use this? What do they expect from me?" Taysuke muttered as he started running towards the directions he was given.


"Ok, so why in gosh darn are there three of you? Isn't there only supposed to be one of you? And why are you three so weak, it doesn't make no gosh darn sense. Also, you all talk funny and what is with that thing on all of your heads?"

"Misaka 15360 doesn't understand. There has always been tens of thousands of Misaka clones, Misaka 15360 explained sounding confused ignoring your double negative sentence." The three Misaka clones all dusted themselves off and tried to wipe some of the blood off of their face. They knew that they couldn't keep this up, this person was far too strong for them. Their problem was that they were up on a roof, meaning that the escape options were limited. Anyway, they couldn't leave someone like this alone, so the three clones could only hold him off until more help arrived.

The hooded figure groaned. "COME ON AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE MISAKA MIKOTO , THE LEGENDARY RAILGUN AND THE SECRET WEAPON OF TECHNOLOGY CITY. HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SO BAD?"

"I am not Mikoto Misaka, I am Misaka unit 15360. We are clones of the one you know named Mikoto Misaka."

The hooded figure growled "So, you heathens are now cloning, you disgust me but I ain't suprised. I am doing a service by ridding the world of you poor excuses for humans."

"Okay, are you calling the clones poor excuses for humans, or are you calling every single person in this city poor excuses for humans?"

The hooded figure turned around, and was met with someone who looked eerily similar to those annoying clones, except unlike them this person seemed to be male, his speech patterns didn't seem too strange and he wasn't wearing anything on his head. It was Taysuke. "So, what in tarnation are you doing here? Are you another annoying clone like these things?"

"Hey I am not annoying!" Taysuke cried as he pointed at the hooded figure. "And at least I am not hiding my face or something like a loser."

The hooded figure started chuckling as he reached his arm up, and threw the mask off of his face, revealing a pimply, warty face and a hooked nose. This person who Taysuke presumed was a guy looked like he was a witch going through an incredibly rough puberty. "The name is Ezekiel! And that is my sorcerer's name for your information" the guy cried out in a loud, shrieky voice."

Taysuke flinched and covered his eyes. "Oh god you're hideous, please put the disguise back on, for the love of god! Also I don't know what a sorcerer name means but cool, my name is Taysuke, not nice to meet you." The happy boy then smiled and offered out his hand to shake it, like he was taught to do when meeting a stranger.

Ezekiel rolled his eyes, before he said "Whatever, I am done with you. God of Wind, God of Fury, give me the power to smite those in front of me!" The second he finished chanting he clapped.

Taysuke looked at him curiously and asked "Ummm, what are you doarrrrggh" he was interrupted by a sudden powerful burst of wind hitting his back from behind, knocking him down onto the ground head first and landing with a thud and a groan from his lips. Taysuke slowly and groggily picked himself up, that fall really hurt his head. The slap makr had just left but he could tell he was gonna get a lump on his forehead, great. He rubbed his temple and groaned "What the hell was that?" Once again Ezekiel clapped, and right in front Taysuke's face a small orb of wind was formed, and after a brief period it exploded in his face, knocking his head backwards and causing him to stumble and walk backwards. It didn't cause him to fall down but the wind explosion did cause his nose to be completely broken, and it brought him rather close to the edge of the building's roof. Taysuke could feel the blood flowing from his nose, and scrunched his face up in pain. This wasn't enjoyable for him.

Ezekiel was laughing as he marched toward Taysuke. "Well, now you will stop the wisecracks huh, but don't worry, I will give you a new kind of crack." Ezekiel then made another clap, one much louder than the previous two he had made.

Taysuke could feel wind brushing around his leg, and looked down to see a considerable larger ball of wind was right next to his right leg. Taysuke tried to react, but it was far too late for him to do anything before the ball exploded right next to his leg, and he could feel and hear the bone in his right leg snap as he collapsed to the ground, crying out in pain. He began clutching for his leg after he landed, screaming in agony.

"Oh snap." Ezekiel said giggling to himself. "Let's just get a replay of that, this time in the other leg." Ezekiel stretched his arms out, preparing for another clap. But before he could do that he was shocked by two powerful electric shocks which sent him spasming.

"How are you Misaka 15360 asked, her voice full of concern for Taysuke?" 15360 was standing over Taysuke whilst the other two were shocking Ezekiel, trying to stall him.

Taysuke gritted his teeth and somehow managed to explain through the pain "Well, my leg snapped in half, so not great. How are you?"

"Misaka 15360 recommends you do something, because we Misaka clones cannot hold the enemy off for long, Misaka 15360 said urgently."

Taysuke groaned, "Well I would love to except we are at the top of a building. And guess where I am ineffective? The answer is at high altitudes. So what do you want me to do?"

"Maybe Misaka 15360 can carry you to the-" Misaka unit 15360 was interrupted when she was sent flying face first by an explosion of air from behind her head. Taysuke looked up and saw that Ezekiel had knocked the other two Misaka's onto the ground as well.

Ezekiel was laughing maniacally as he slowly walked up to Taysuke. "Well, do you have any last requests heathen?"

Taysuke smiled weakly and asked "Ummmm, can we bring this fight to the streets please?"

Ezekiel smiled cheekily and said "Well, if you insist." and clapped his loudest clap yet.

Taysuke saw the ball forming in front of him and managed to say "Oh darns." before it exploded and launched him off of the large skyscraper, and he began his rapid descent toward the cold, hard ground.


"Dammit Kuroko, I swear if you even think about trying to drug me with any more aphrodisiac I will fry you so badly you won't be able to think again!" Mikoto Misaka shouted into her cellular telephone.

"Calm down Sissy, don't get mad at me. Especially if I am not around to see your sexy angry face. Then again every face you make is sexy, so I guess it doesn't matter too much."

Mikoto growled as sparks started flying from her temple, causing passersby to jump in surprise. "I swear to god Kuroko you are such a disgusting pervert! You spiked my water and almost made me drink aphrodisiac when I was out to buy clothes! You are so lucky you realized what you did wrong and teleported to steal my water bottle from me!"

"I know I am lucky Sissy, it means I can make you drink it when we are alone at home."

"SHUT UP YOU PERVERT!" Misaka shouted before he angrily closed her phone, not wanting to get a response from her incredibly camp roommate. She started to grumble something about Kuroko, when she saw something from the corner of her eye. It was something that looked like a person that was falling down to the ground about 500 meters away from her. "Crap." she said before she started running towards the area.


"God of Wind, God of Fury, give me the guidance to walk a pure path." Ezekiel chanted as he walked off of the edge of the building. However instead of falling, a strong gust of wind below his was keeping him elevated, before it slowly took him down, down towards the body of that idiot he had just pushed off of a cliff. He may not have got Mikoto Misaka like he wanted, but Ezekiel was happy that he had at least killed this little brat.

Ezekiel landed onto the ground right next to Taysuke, and he could hear him groaning, meaning he somehow survived the fall! It didn't matter though, he could kill him anytime he wanted. Ezekiel looked around, there were a lot of onlookers that had formed a circle around the two men, and maybe after he finally finished off the brat he would kill these heathens as well. Ezekiel suddenly noticed a shadow above him, and he stepped back just as the three Misaka clones landed in front of him, right next to their somehow still conscious comrade. "What a shame, looks like all four of youse are still alive. I must give you credit, either that or it is a bad day for me. Well, either way it don't matter anyway."

One of the Misaka clones slowly picked the conscious Taysuke up off the ground, and wrapped his right arm around her body, giving the right side of his body support, which it needed desperately since he right leg had literally bent backwards almost 360 degrees. "Oh, I would argue it does." He replied, blood pouring from his nose, his temple, his right leg and his left arm.

Ezekiel shook his head and explained "Oh, you ain't got no idea how little it matters. Anyway, let me finish this. God of Wind, God of Fury, give me the power to smite those in front of me." Ezekiel giggled, and slowly spread his arms across his body. "Bye bye" he said before he quickly began to bring his two hand together. However just before they met, they both hit something, something smooth. It was a rock, a rock that had suddenly risen from the ground. Ezekiel looked bewildered and asked "What the..." with his sentence being cut off by two rock spikes that rapidly rose from the ground and went straight through both his left and right arm, causing him to scream in agony.

"Hurts doesn't it, but most importantly it means you can't clap anymore." Taysuke said, with a small smile on his face. "Didn't you think it was weird that a guy with a broken leg was able to survive a drop that extreme? I mean I should have reached terminal velocity by the time I hit the ground, there is no way I should have been conscious, let alone alive. But I guess you don't know about that stuff do you?"

Ezekiel tried to shake his hands free, but they were stuck in the rocks, and any movement just sent waves of pain through his body. "What the hell are you?"

"Just like these Misaka's next to me, I am just a lousy old clone. I already introduced myself but you weren't listening. Say hello to Academy City's newest, and unfortunately for me, weakest level 5 Esper. Taysuke Tokuda, not a pleasure to meet you sir." Suddenly, two pairs of stone fists rose from the ground, right in front of Ezekiel. Taysuke then tried to click with his left hand, but it failed. He tried a few more times with his right before he said "Awww forget it. And by that I mean the clicking and not the punching and the hurting and the like." Suddenly the fists started to absolutely lay into Ezekiel, punching him repeatedly in the stomach and the head, just trying to cause as much damage as possible as he cried out in pain.

Everyone who was watching what was happening was confused, but none were more confused that Mikoto Misaka, who was watching clones of herself, standing next to another person with a twisted leg who looks a lot like her who claims he is a clone, and a level 5 esper. She had no idea what was happening right now, but it made her mad watching it.

After about a minute of punching from the hands, they suddenly faded to dust. However, Ezekiel was long unconscious, Taysuke had only continued for so long because he wanted revenge. Taysuke nodded and whispered "That's me done." before he closed his eyes and became completely limp, falling unconscious in seconds.