The best fighting scene wouldn't need to involve strong narrative skills, details, or rich sensory elements. The best fighting scene is two strong opponents walked into a house and after a while, one of them walks out alive but injured. This is the best fighting scene because it involves the mystery of what truly happened, the audience uses their imagination to compose their own details. Blocked from the outside world, a confrontation is going on inside the storm. What truly happened inside? I am the narrator, should I tell you? I can't because I don't know. The outside people don't know, no one will know because again, the officials will deny it. But the people involved in it knows.
Accelerator's POV:
I feel, natural, this is what reaching Level 6 feels like. I will preserve this day. As for my thirst for power, I feel like it means something. I'm not the chosen one or something. Power still comes for me because I asked for it.
"What are you doing?" John asked. "Don't you crave for absolute power to do anything? What about people who give you trouble?"
"This is not how absolute power works. I cannot break the pattern established for tens of thousands of years. There will always be people attempting to challenge me, so I will get better at dealing with it."
"No, that's exactly how absolute power works. You just haven't experienced it. You can't reach it, so you don't want it. What if you do? Don't you wanna be perfect? I can help you, and you can help me."
"I've experienced enough. Perfection itself, is a flaw!" With that said I've had enough. "Get out of my brain." I muttered as I countered his AIM blockade. My head is hurting, but I kept going. With one final push in my mental battle, I heard an "uhmf!" come from him. Time to get physical! It felt like sumo wrestling. We have similar powers, I'm redirecting his vector while he is trying to redirect mine, causing a large disturbance in the flow of the hurricane. I am losing this wrestling match, as it's still hard to concentrate while fighting off his AIM Field. He seemed to notice my strain.
"Careful there, if you don't concentrate well you know what will happen." He continued to taunt. It just realized this is not his full powers, he is saving it for something.
Rocks and debris and I beams flew at me like bullets, as the storm got rougher. They got scattered around when they hit my disturbance. My redirection is starting to slack off, as I started feeling the impact forces and heat. Tendrils of lightning started to lick at us, one Misaka was busy redirecting lightning seeing me being occupied. One bolt of lighting struck Touma, but he seemed to be fine for some reason. "My right hand…" he muttered. Then he stepped in front of me! Dumbass… doesn't he know only I can redirect? The disturbance got bigger, the impossibly fast storm was scattered more and more.
"This is about the enthusiasm I need. Work together. You're actually quite good." He admitted.
"He can retain that much electric energy." Touma muttered.
"You know, you have to learn to use your ability to the full extent. I cannot manipulate electric currents, heating air into plasma wastes too much power. The answer is molten salt, the storm is so hot that it evaporates any moisture, even melting the sea salt, which it's melting point is around 800 to 900 Celsius. Nice and cozy! Now once the salt reaches liquid state or dissolved in water, its ions can conduct electricity."
"Thanks, I will keep that in mind." I said. With Misaka and Touma working together, I used my full calculation powers, it's hard to concentrate but I tried. The disturbance got even bigger, but my energy is draining. If my redirection got worn out, it's only a matter of time before we get swallowed.
"I could kill you like this. If your redirection got worn out, it's only a matter of time before you get swallowed." He said, as if reading my mind. "But that would be bland"
The storm died down.
Third Person:
The storm died down to reveal the destroyed portion of the port, which resembled a war zone. The ground was scorched, metal pieces-what's left of the cargo containers, were scattered everywhere. The city area beyond the port were badly damaged too, fire consumed some small houses. Buildings were struck by debris. Windows shattered from heatwaves, craters left by explosions scarred the ground around the port. Antiskill working alongside MAR, now moved to lockdown the area, but they weren't given orders to engage and had been waiting for hours.
Meanwhile in an Antiskill operating vehicle, their agitated head operator had been restless. A debri had struck the windshield which cracked, nearly killing some members.
"What the fuck are you talking about!?" Antiskill Officer Yomikawa Aiho screamed into the microphone. "We've been waiting here for hours, City is being damaged…"
"I'm not making these decisions. If you have to, retreat further back." The voice from the radio said.
"Alright just tell me, how bad is the situation?" Said the operator, trying to calm down.
"It's a power going rogue, but not yet as serious as the poltergeist. One of them has been identified as Accelerator."
"So what? MAR had been involved, it's Accelerator, so? Does that mean we are sitting here forever and let people die?"
"It's more serious than that, the power going rogue isn't Accelerators, that person hadn't been identified. Also, since the Therestina incident, MAR had low credibility. There's nothing I can do about it, a network of corrupt members extends from the Board of Directors to MAR operators." The other Officer lowered his voice closer to a whisper. "Some even left MAR and infiltrated Antiskill, you along with several other operators are the only ones I would depend my…" His voice turned to static, as smoke leaked out of radio systems, the lights shut down and turned back on with back up power. The technologically advanced vehicle with the best equipments had been rendered useless.
"Shit! We've been hit with an EMP strike."
The storm was now dissolved for unknown reasons. What is known to the outside world is every detail happened as they fought.
"This is bad!" Said Touma. "Antiskill and MAR is here." The quad had been hiding behind damaged structures.
"It's has to be a quick fight!" Said Accelerator, he sprinted out of cover, launching whatever he could find at the general direction of John, only to get scattered. The clone fired a full magazine of densified, high energy rounds, only to get absorbed by a shell of compressed air. A glowing ball of superheated plasma appeared out of the darkness, a bolt shot at them before they could even react. Accelerator's redirection kicked in, he redirected it just in time, scattering the high energy bolt into exploding outwards. He clutched his head from the sudden reaction, then his head cleared up with renewed energy.
"It's the Level upper…" He muttered. A wave of energy surged through him. The clones had returned and regrouped, they looked at Misaka and nodded. 19998 had repaired her night vision goggles and had it on. Guns cocked.
"Cover me, for once." Said Accelerator.
The army of clones fired accurately. As one sole person, John was visibly seen being worn out gradually. He used his calculation to determine the most efficient and least consuming way to redirect all the bullets. Accelerator full on charged, then dove into a nearby damaged building. He ran zigzagged, so John also had to calculate his position. A shockwave of compressed plasma and air spread out, a cargo container exploded outwards indicating Accelerator's redirection. John redirected the clones' bullets using vector, imitating machine gun fire. Each bullet flew buzzing with a layer of pure energy, as a vector of plasma boosted their damage.
John retreated into the darkness and waited, his senses heightened, detecting any disturbance or redirection field. He has to be careful while remaining fast as Accelerator is closing in. Accelerator was able to make is redirection fields linger, making several points of redirection. He moved and heated the air around into plasma, while densifying a shield. Air flowed towards him spinning, picking up scattered bullet heads. "Now!" He thought to himself. Rubbles of a lighthouse right of his position. He traced Accelerator's movement as another continuous flow of bullets brutally tested his ability. Accelerator ran and cursed, as the bullets worn him out, scattered off into weird angles. Heat radiation and convection still lingered in the air, plasma bullets exploded with armour piercing force, cutting through redirection fields. Accelerator was shocked, he dodged. The forced made him run sideways. This was the first time someone directly compromised his powers.
"This isn't enough." Accelerator thought to himself. He had to use the Level Upper to the full extent. He took a deep breath as yet another surge of energy rushed through him. They were only five meters away from contact, the scene had gone surprisingly silent. Accelerator sensed air compressing, that's his position! Too late. Another shock wave rang out, a tide of pure kinetic energy exploded outwards toward him no weaker than a detonation.
The huge shock wave was accompanied by heat hotter than a smelting furnace. If it wasn't for his redirection, he would've been charred, bones smashed, and hundreds of other gruesome, unnecessary details more than enough to destroy his mortal body.
"If it weren't for the Level Upper, your abilities would've been worn out. I can also use my AIM field to create points of manipulation, making air compress into a single point and direct the vector the heat and explosion."
Accelerator's had enough. He charged at John, sick of being bullied by a unrecognized Esper. The two were surrounded by another smaller storm, the moment they reached contact, the flow of air heated up, then engulfed by plasma. A perfect spinning sphere, not the usual purple glow but white hot, so bright it lit up the sky like a second sun. There wasn't anything Touma, Misaka or the clones can do. It's almost a solid shell, so hot and dense no high explosive rounds can penetrate it, no amount of Misaka's lightning can shoot through. Their moves were so quick, only Espers like them can observe every detail, trying to compromise each other's vectors. Occasionally the high speed fight would result in chunks of plasma being ripped off, discharged from a sudden vector change. Then the "Sun" split apart, each sphere of ionized air significantly less brighter and colder, but still at a few thousands Celsius. The two suns shot up in the sky, paths clashing and intertwining. It's just those two, no others in their mind. No Clones, no Misaka, no friends. Just them. The suns joined together again, the spherical shape sometimes blurring into a glob of mass. More jets of plasma got ejected, and sometimes sucked back in. No one can see how they fought. Suddenly a portion of the sphere exploded violently that it looked like noon for five seconds. They were far up, but the shockwave was still felt. One unconscious figure got blasted out, which one? He had longer hair, a black and white striped shirt-signature appearance of Accelerator.
