Sogiita Gunha
Somewhere in Academy City, deep in the abandoned district where thugs have taken over, a bunch of jerks in black jackets were surrounding a poor boy. Now, this boy had been in a hurry, trying to get to his dorm on time to see a favorite show of his. Even though he knew it was a bad idea, the boy still entered the district despite knowing the dangers. Figuring that there should be a good chance he wouldn't be caught at all. Plus if the worst came down to it, he could use his esper ability.
"Well what have we got hear boys. Some stupid esper thinking he could come here on our turf." Chucklin was the supposed leader of the gang. The poor boy quivering in fear against the wall, cursing his bad luck. To think he'd be meeting Skill-Out the first few seconds the minute her entered here.
'The worst part is...I can't even use my power properly.' The boys esper ability was simple, he could summon fire. Now that sounded cool at first, but unfortunately there were a few problems with that.
Problem 1: He was only a level 1 esper, meaning his flames weren't that strong. Problem 2: He couldn't use his powers no more than a few times a day, as they were taxing. Then Problem 3: His flames were smaller than his own fist, so while they might do some damage, it wouldn't be much at all. With the number of thugs surrounding him, he wouldn't even be able to stop them.
"Now then," The thug continued. "What should we do with a snot nosed esper like you?" All the thugs smiled with wicked intent. Each one more than pleased wanting to harm the poor boy. Why? Simply because he was an esper.
Skill-Out is an armed group of Level 0's which numbers in the thousands. Many factions proclaim that their goal is to fight for rights in a city where those without abilities are picked on by those who flaunt their higher esper abilities. Something that oddly the authorities turn a blind eye to many times, including the faction itself usually late. Now, while Skill-Out may have good intentions, there are technically many factions that take this 'noble goal' to the extreme.
Instead of targeting espers that have harmed the innocents, many Skill-Out groups simply target those that they just want to bully. The boy one group face being an esper, yes, but hasn't done any harm at all. Just a regular boy that shoots little fire balls, nothing much. But this group see it as their supposed 'duty' to teach this esper a lesson. To make certain he learns his place, though in truth, it was really because they wanted a chance to bully some weak esper that they knew they could beat.
For despite the groups high numbers, it should be noted that at the end of the day they were all level 0's. Those who entered Academy City's curriculum and deemed 'worthless' and could not attain any power. Thus the rouge groups of Skill-Out take their usually unjustified anger on weaker espers. Since again, despite their numbers, are really just a bunch of weaklings with little to no battle experience with the average fighter having brawling skills that were mediocre, sans a few exceptions.
To make up for this handicap, all Skill-Out members carry weapons such as collapsible large blades, batons, and guns that are as lethal as Level 3 esper abilities. The favored tactic is to swamp an enemy esper with numbers when fighting since they can not normally win one on one. After all, even the boy with his weak fire powers can beat one of them with his ability.
"Now then, let's have fun." Though with the current situation, that wasn't likely. With no way to escape at all, the boy simply shut his eyes awaiting the pain he was about to endure. The thugs gleefully laughing at the joy that would be brought to them.
"Amazing Punch!" Only for said joy to turn into the exact pain that would have been inflicted onto the boy. Their bones either fractured or broken, with bruises all over. Karma hitting them at its fullest, as they had been swept away by the force of air.
"H-Huh?" The boy gasped flabbergasted at what the heck had just happened.
"Hey their man, you alright?" Hearing that voice, the boy turned to meet his savior. A guy that has his jacket over his shoulders as a make-shift cape. He also wears a white headband on his forehead to match his overall style. But the most noticeable part of his ensemble is his Rising Sun shirt, which aptly matches his personality. His hair is black and is somewhat windswept and spiky.
"..No way…" The boy said unbelieved what he was seeing. To think he of all people was meeting one of them. Out of the entire city, there were only seven who held the title that made them the toughest of the tough. So strong that if rumors were correct, the city had little to no control over them-pathetically for the city itself. They were...the Level 5'. And he himself is meeting one of them, Sogita Gunha.
"I see you seem alright." Sogita said walking closer to him. "Man it must have been-"
"Ahhhhhh!" Screaming, the boy then ran away in utter fear. Knowing all about Sogita and the damage he brought upon the city. Yes he saved his life, yes he did help others, and yes he did all these things with good intentions.
To bad the majority of those good acts usually leave parts of the city destroyed, and sometimes the people he tried saving harmed.
So while the boy felt a bit guilty, he ran just in case he ended up in the hospital with those thugs. He'll give his thanks once he reaches home safely. Leaving behind Gunha who noticed the boy had dropped something. Grabbing it, he looked up and saw the kid was gone, as such Sogita could only say one thing.
"Man, that guy must need to use the restroom badly."
"Hm, what was that?" Walking around for a leisurely walk is Touya, who like many, have heard a loud noise from a great distance. An earthquake, nah, considering how Academy City is a place with all kinds of espers, its likely an esper user.
"I wonder how the city even controls them?" Touya mused wondering just how exactly the city keeps itself safe. Knowing that while many students kept their abilities in check, their were still more than a few that used them. Either in self-defense or in more malicious ways. Heck, how did even those like Anti-Skill face such powers.
'Maybe I can ask Yomikawa again if I ever see her.' The woman is part of the Anti-Skill group. She also did mention how the organization had aid in tech to deal with the more rough students. Still, even he doubted it was easy dealing with those who had higher power. If he recalled, Sara once told him how the more troublesome students who misuse their powers ranged from level three to four. He then asked about those like the level five's, where she then replied that she honestly had no clue.
'Then again, when a kid has the power that rivals a 'nuke' as that pamphlet once said, I guess it would be tough to restrain them.' Academy City boasted how strong the Level 5's were, and during the festival Touya once entered to see his son, he actually caught a glimpse of that power. Two individuals, one famed as the 'Railgun' and the other known as-
"Amazing Land!" Jumping out of surprise, a force of air swept the area Touya was in as the people tried standing still from the sudden object that fell nearby. Men and women covering their eyes from the dust, a few girls trying to hold down their skirts with little success. Touya himself felt like he would be flying away from whatever just did this.
"Man that was awesome." A few seconds later the air itself died down. As for what caused it all in the first place, it happened to be an esper, one that Touya naturally didn't recognize. The most he could figure out being the esper must be a strong one to cause all of this wind. Some aerokinesis or something along the lines. As for said esper himself, he just looked around all confused.
"Hm." He said gazing at the area he just landed. Not noticing the stares he got from those he inconvenience. Instead more focused on something else, as if he were searching for something instead.
"Now where is that guy?" Sogita checked the area trying to find some person. Only to be interrupted by the sound of an adult's voice.
"Um excuse me." Sogita turned facing a man that gave a familiar vibe for some reason. "Do you...need help with something?" The man asked him.
"Help huh." The level 5 contemplated the idea if he needed help. Then just shrugged not finding anything wrong with asking for assistance. Thinking this man might have the guts needed to aid him.
"Sure, why not." He said suddenly standing right beside the man and then slapping him on the back happily. Not aware he was also harming him a bit with that monstrous strength of his. "You look like you have the guts to help me anyway Mr ...uh,"
"Touya." Touya said coughing a bit. "Touya Kamijou. And-uh-you are?"
"Sogita. Sogita Gunha." The level five said revealing his name. Shaking the poor mans hand so fast that Touya thought his arm would fall off. Good thing Sogita let him go before that happened. "Kamijou huh. Not sure why, but that name sounds familiar." Sogita said silently feeling like he heard that name before, not to mention the face seemed familiar as well.
Eh, a problem for another day. Worst comes to worst, he can use his guts to remember.
"So then...Gunha, what exactly are you looking for?" Touya asked as he followed the well built and strong esper he followed. Having a sense of nostalgia as the kid kinda reminded him of Touma. Mainly the spikey hair, the two could be twins in that section.
"Who I'm looking for." Gunha stopped thinking for a moment. Then slammed his right fist into his left now remembering. "Right, I'm looking for a lost little boy who dropped this." From his pocket Gunha then produced a wallet with some kids ID in it. A middle schooler from the Sakugawa Middle School.
"I get it." Touya then said taking out his phone where he then produced a map. "Your going to the middle school to give the boy his wallet."
"Huh. No I wasn't. I was just jumping around to see if I could spot him." Gunha then bluntly said. Revealing his way of searching was more time consuming and rather ineffective. Not even realizing he could have just gone to some officer or even go to the school to check.
"..."
"But now that you said it, maybe I will check the school out. The boy probably finished using the restroom by now."
"Wait, restroom?"
"Yeah. The kid was all scared and holding his pants when he saw me. Clearly he couldn't hold it in. If he had more guts maybe he could have." Touya was pretty sure this 'guts' thing would be ineffective of holding in mother nature's call. Also, why did the boy run away? Touya wasn't sure if he wanted an answer for that.
"Um, so want me to give you directions?" Touya said holding out his phone with the map.
"Sure." Touya then proceeded to give Gunha the directions to the school. It wasn't to far in truth from their current location. It's actually just a few blocks away.
"Well, guess I'm done here." Touya then said getting ready to leave. "You can handle it from here."
"Sorry sir, but I still think I could use whatever guts you have to help me find this kid." Hunha then said who got uncomfortably close to him. Then grabbed the poor man and held him in a way that reminded Touya when he held his wife after their wedding.
"What the-what are you doing!?" Touya then fearfully asked, a part of him soon realizing what was about to happen.
"Hold onto your guts Mr. Kamijou! This is going to be a fun ride!" Gunha shouted with Touya himself panicking. Alas there was nothing he could do, as without any warning Gunha then did a simple motion. He jumped.
"Amazing Jump!"
"Oh my god!"
Like the old comics Touya used to ready, where the hero held his lover jumping above the sky. Difference; said wannabe hero is some kid who might be a bit unstable. Said lover is actually just an old guy who was screaming at the top of his lungs in fear. Never having gone this high before as his stomach felt like it was flipping around. Taking all he could to hold in the food he had a while ago.
The worst part, Gunha had jumped in the wrong direction. So Touya would have to endure a few more jumps before they reached their destination.
The school day was finally ending for Sakugawa Middle School. Coming out of the school in the sun were two girls who belonged to this school. Both of them were classmates who were talking a bit and ready to go home.
"Man was class so boring today." The first girl said as she sighed. Pushing aside her black hair from her blue eyes, adjusting the flower clip on her hair. She then looked toward her best friend, a girl that appeared much younger than her despite her age. Uiharu Kazari.
A small girl who sports short black hair and has golden-brown eyes. She has thick eyebrows but her most striking feature is her headband made out of artificial flowers. Sometimes Saten wondered if those were real flowers due to their realism.
"I know they were Saten, but you should still listen to them." Kazari told her friend. "I mean, at this rate, you'll need to take remedial lessons again." Saten moaned thinking about that. Remedial listens, she's been there and done that more than once. They were such a pain as well.
"If only something exciting can happen instead." As if some deity from above granted her wish, from above both Uiharu and Saten suddenly heard a yell.
"...?"
"?"
A yell that was getting louder and louder. Looking up, the two then saw a speeding object heading right toward them. Eyes widening, the two squealed as they suddenly ran from their current spot and in a nick of time to. As the spot they had been on was soon occupied by whatever landed with the same scream.
"Ahhhh!" Wind kicked up and the two girls felt a rush of air hit them, the two could barely see and now squinting. Though Saten caught a glimpse of Uiharu and then smiled.
"Oh my, dominant black with lace. Uiharu." Saten teased as sadly for her classmate and friend the wind had lifted up her skirt completely revealing her underwear to the world, or more specifically Saten who giggled at the sight.
"S-Saten!" Kazari shouted pushing her hands to cover her revealed undergarments, even though it was too late for that.
"Man that was fun." A voice said as the girls then turned as they saw what they thought was one person, but is actually two.
"Ahahah-ku!" The first person being some guy with spiky hair, the other...a mess of a grown man who was shaking and all pale. Who then fell of the boys arm and landed on the ground, not that he seemed to notice. If anything he seemed to find some solace in being on the ground while also muttering what may have been prayers for the safe landing and how he was glad it was all over.
Saten and Uiharu a bit confused on what was going on, then looked up to see the boy watching his passenger and rubbing his head. "Strange. I thought he'd have more guts to withstand the altitude."
On the bright side, at least Saten found something interesting.
Now that's an impression people won't forget. Being forced into the air and screaming, a natural reaction to those not used to it. Next meeting, we'll see two main heroines from the Railgun story with Sogita still joining in with the mix. Also, again I'm running out of ideas on what shenanigans I can put Touya through. Please. Help.
Until next time.