I couldn't sleep; something was bothering me. These scientists, who had used Ray and the Accelerator, were willing to do so much to achieve the legendary level '6'; how would they react now that she and I had crashed the program? I sat up in bed and looked at the clock. It was only 7:45. I had slept in late. I got out of bed and headed into the kitchen for a quick breakfast. I fixed a bagel, then remembered the phone from the previous night. I walked into my room, scooping the phone off my dresser and turning it on. The phone started up normally. But once it turned completely on and reached the main screen, it started showing missed calls. I glanced through the messages flooding the phone; questions like 'Where are you?' and 'What are you plotting?!', statements like 'You escaped our snare, Ray. How!?'. I sighed, realizing how much I was invading Ray's privacy. I cleared the inbox, and tossed the phone on the counter. I heard a thump from Ray's room; Sleeping Beauty was finally awake. The phone suddenly vibrated, which surprised me. The last text I had seen had said 'We are no longer negotiating.' I picked up the phone and opened the text. What I saw made me almost fall. 'We know you ruined the Level 6 project. We have cut you off and spilled to the media the true identity of the myth, Magnifying Ray.' was what the text said. Dammit! I heard Ray speak from behind, and I jumped. "Luke, is nothing sacred?! Now you're reading my texts?!" I met her gaze, trying to force the fear and sympathy I felt aside. She hobbled over and snatched the phone from my hand. She began reading the text that had killed my hopes. She gasped and dropped the phone. Her hand rose to her mouth in shock. She ran to the window in our small living room and glanced out. What she saw obviously shocked her even more. She grabbed the remote off the television and turned it on. The television flickered to life and a reporter began spilling her story. "It was released not an hour ago that the legendary Magnifying Ray, also known as the Level 6, is in fact a real person, paid by the government for experiments. The identity is finally released as a last nameless teenager called Ray. She attends a local public school that specializes in espers with low levels. There she was posing as a Level 1. Ray's life before she was seven is unrecorded, but sources leak that she was from one of the testing facilities and one of the first." She turned off the television, and her eyes began watering. She began crying, tears falling a making streaks on her pajamas. I walked into the living room, and sat next to her. I tried to just be a comforting presence in this time of trials for Ray. Her problems were as much mine as they were hers. Since that day...that day? What was I thinking? I promised to protect her because she was my dear friend. I tried to sound comforting, saying, "Ray, I-!?" What I was going to say left unheard, because a loud ruckus started outside the door. Among the many voices I heard our homeroom teacher, Miss Komoe. I stood up to go answer the door, but Ray turned and went for her room. Good plan. I waited till the door to her room locked, then opened the door. Reporters tried forcing their way in, but I managed to hold the door shut against their advance. Our short homeroom teacher squeezed between the burly man trying to force his way in; she was the only one I had intended to let in, so I braced myself and forced the door shut. Now that all the reporter were on the outside, I locked the door. Ray came into the hallway, as I finally turned around to get a look at our homeroom teacher. Miss Komoe looked like she had dressed in a rush; made sense, seeing how one of her students had made breaking news. She spoke in her little kid tone, demanding, "Luke, Ray, have you seen the news?!" Ray replied first. "Just did." I replied next. "Bad, isn't it?" Komoe-sensei looked at Ray, and asked,"Well, is it true? Are you really the one that burned all those people and...are you really a level 5, Ray?" Ray glanced at me, and I saw a look of resignation fill her face. She had given up. So I replied to Komoe. "It was all an experiment, Miss Komoe. Didn't you hear the news? Besides, she had to protect her contract and all those were self-defense. Just look at her, she's some gang's perfect hit. She had to protect herself and she was forced to kill all them. Part of her contract was that she stay no more than a myth." Komoe looked surprised, as she asked,"You are in on all this, Luke?" Ray looked grateful, which was good. Komoe looked ready to give both of us a full interrogation, when a loud rap on the door interrupted all of us. The reporters had been quiet for a while, waiting like stalkers for us to open that door. So, it was someone official that was working for or against us. I walked up to the door, setting my hand on my glasses. A security blanket, in case it would be against us. I looked through the peephole; there was an official looking lady, who appeared to be dressed as a teacher. She let out an aura not unlike that of a Martial Art's master. I was more than surprised. So I opened the door, fearing she would take it down if I didn't let her in. She came in, as the reporters snapped pictures of me. I closed the door behind her then followed her into the room. Komoe and Ray seemed surprised by the woman's appearance. The woman arranged her glasses, then spoke. "I am the Dorm Supervisor at Tokiwadai Middle School and I am here to represent the school board." Tokiwadai, Misaka Mikoto's school. I smiled as I remembered Blue-Hair's lament about the number of cute girls in there that he had no access too. The lady continued speaking. "The school board would like to give you a scholarship so that you transfer to Tokiwadai immediately, Your new dorm was cleaned and prepared this morning." I admit, I was shocked. It was all too sudden. I held onto the counter, forcing myself to be strong, though a sick feeling coursed through my stomach. Ray looked terrible, like she had been struck yet again by Fate's cruel whip. Komoe, strangely, looked like she was going to cry. Komoe spoke. "Ray goes-" The Dorm Supervisor cut her off. "Her former high school is not equipped to handle an esper of Miss Ray's caliber. Tokiwadai is one of the finest schools and is well prepared for a student like Miss Ray." I cut in, my voice cracking on the beginning. "B-but Tokiwadai is a middle school and Ray is a first year high school student!" The Dorm Supervisor shook her head then said,"Ray is in fact born on December 31st. Being born on the last day of the year, she should have been held back and can be considered at the age of a last year middle school student. Legally, she can spend the last semester at Tokiwadai as a middle school student. As her grades are, she will have to redo this year of schooling anyway. At Tokiwadai we can change her from a failing student to an A student within the week." I almost laughed at the last statement. I had known Ray for seven years; she was not cut out for school. I thought about the possibilities; if Ray went to Tokiwadai, she would have a chance to gain a normal-ish life, and would be away from the reporters. The only downfall was I would be left behind. I was an unknown level 5, and she was headed to an all-girls middle school. I pushed down all the fears and regrets I was feeling and smiled at Ray. "Go for it. It's not like we'll never see each other again. We'll still live in the same city. Not to mention Touma still thinks that you're best friends for life. She smiled and looked at the Dorm Supervisor. "Alright, I'll pack up all my things." Ray said, but the Dorm Supervisor spoke. "Just come with me. The movers will pick up your things and bring them to your dorm later. Get dressed then we have to get you fitted for your uniform, gym uniform, and swimming uniform." The Supervisor followed Ray to her room, leaving Komoe and I behind. I smiled then turned towards the door. Komoe tried to stop me, but I removed my glasses and ran for the door. I barreled through the reporters, heading towards no destination in particular. I had stopped the Sister Project and saved thousands of lives...but my heart wondered if it was truly worth losing the relationship I had cherished for the last seven years. I finally stopped running as I entered a nondescript alley, then slipped on my glasses. I collapsed against the wall and cried. Time did destroy all things; my power was useless against this problem. I lay there, then realized something; another rumor Blue-Hair had told me: Almost all the faculty members were male. I realized something; I was a college-level student in all aspects of my studies. I could enter Tokiwadai as a teacher! Only one slight problem: I had a high-school diploma and no teaching degree. I stood up, realizing the one thing I had that only a select few could boast about: I was a Level 5. I decided then that I would reveal my identity as the Level 5 Breaker, and become a student-teacher at Tokiwadai. School started in a week, so I needed to work fast.