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Episode 21


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PART 1

Touma Kamijou was not happy.

Actually, that was severely understating it as a reaction. He was pissed.

It all started when Lady Cassiel suddenly teleported to the library along with an unconscious Misaki Shokuhou-look-a-like if she weren't a blonde, but instead have black hair. Lady Cassiel, as an imposed self-rule upon herself and due to personal moral convictions, never wanted to read the mind of this person who she can tell clearly had the misfortunes of life dealt a harsh blow upon her. The thing is, Lady Cassiel never needed to read this person's mind to know of her hardships. Being an Angelus by nature, she can just practically detect hardship naturally.

The Shokuhou-look-a-like was now resting on the sofa, somewhere in the library. The meeting between Mother Superior Laura Stuart and everyone else has decidedly become concluded for the time being in light of the Shokuhou-look-a-like. Laura on her end assured everyone that she, and the VDA in general, will handle the other problems that may come indirectly through other universes. However, she also advises everyone to maintain vigilance and caution; to never underestimate the Red King's Army. Just because one major problem, in this case, Othinus' Infinite Hells, being one common weak point in many countless timelines, is going to be dealt it by the resident higher and temporal powers of this cosmological cluster, does not reassure that would be the end of it.

The trouble with facing this kind of force is that anything could happen, even ones that they could not foresee. Dr. Strange had actually thought that whatever had happened on the highway was the work of none other than someone of great power, a fallen goddess deity who is known to be one out of the seven daughters of the dreaded Scarlet King.

"Her name is A'tellif—Mother of Secrets and Shadows," Dr. Strange explained in a grim, professional tone that had everyone pay close attention. "Her nature and power to subtly influence the Ways Between Worlds, a catch-all term to mean inter-cosmological travel and the multitude of ways that it could bring, through the use of her dark magicks, would make the connections and the barriers weakened, and depending on the cosmology, it could make it vulnerable to attack from the outside. She does not need to appear directly for it is not her way. Instead, she makes use of subtle tactics, sending her children and armies through the worlds and move about unseen. Her children are capable of changing their faces and shape, and make as if they were already native to the cosmology that they are tasked with attacking."

"In other words, her children can pretty much be anyone, retconning themselves to the world's history as if they were already living in it, and most people wouldn't be aware of it until it is too late, like subtle trojan horses making their way to the computer, slowly becoming a part of the system, and activate when the time is right," Kamijou answered, summarizing it.

"Precisely," Dr. Strange nodded.

"Then...how are we supposed to find them then if that's the case?" Miyoko Kamijou asked.

"Leave that one to myself and to Lord Strange, Miyoko, for we have our own ways of dealing with these children should they make an appearance on this universe," Othinus reassured.

And thus, the discussion about the King was put on hold. Misaki Shokuhou (Prime) was the one who was currently checking on the memories of her look-a-like, making use of her remote. Lady Cassiel was the one to encourage the idea as by all rights, she was the mother of this person from another reality, of course, much to Shokuhou's (Prime) shock.

The more Shokuhou read her alternate daughter's mind, the more her face turn to a very subtle expression that turned angry. Her starry eyes appear to dim and narrow like sharp-edged daggers. Her mouth was trembling slightly. Her mind was now being filled with the misfortunate memories that came from her daughter. And she saw...everything.

"...My Prince," Shokuhou (Prime) said with a tone that made the Kamijou Children sweatdrop and grimace in intimidation. In fact, even Mikoto Misaka looked rather intimidated because this was quite a new look that she never really see in Shokuhou. It was a motherly one, one that felt something akin to sheer empathy and righteous anger combined. Her serious expression looked towards Kamijou who had his arms crossed and who also made a serious expression.

"It was bad, wasn't it?" Kamijou asked with an empathetic tone.

"Yes...Yes, it was," Shokuhou (Prime) agreed wholeheartedly with a tone of steel. It was one that made Shokuhou (551) quite scared of her prime counterpart.

Shokuhou (Prime) found something out.

This was her daughter. And she had come from a world that is so bleak and frightening that was once similar to this reality. Shokuhou (Prime) saw the experiences and information that her daughter had accumulated. The life that she had led. The constant desire for her daughter to know her birth mother. The mother that her daughter had missed so very deeply, always wanting to learn more about her.

Her daughter lived on a simple farm with her father. For the most part, life was peaceful. But then came the day when an adult Motoharu Tsuchimikado came to her and her father's doorstep and warned the both of them that their hiding spot is no longer safe, that ████ Kihara has been sending his MERD and Watchmen among others to look for them, and that they needed to get the hell out of Kansas. Memories of a turbulent adventure, memories of hardship for both father and daughter.

Shokuhou (Prime) told Kamijou everything that she knew from top to bottom. Those who were listening varied in their given reactions. Some were horrified such as Kuroko Shirai, Kazari Uiharu, and Ruiko Saten. Some were angered beyond belief such as Mikoto Misaka and Miyoko Kamijou. Safe to say, most of the people gathered in the room now have a very good reason to pick a bone on whatever the bastard Kihara had done to one Hoshina Kamijou's world.

Yes, that was her name. Hoshina Kamijou. Daughter of her two late parents, Touma Kamijou and Misaki Kamijou. Like her mother, she had inherited the ability of mental manipulation, eventually calling herself under the term "Mental Broker".

Kamijou listened. And he mentally jotted down notes about the information that Shokuhou (Prime) was now providing to him.

"Everyone," Kamijou said, looking at everyone present. "I think that it would be best for Hoshina that most of us wouldn't be present in this room. It would overwhelm her too much. She needs a much more stable interaction, something normal."

"I'll volunteer to handle our daughter for the time being, my Prince," Shokuhou (Prime) spoke with a firm tone while gently touching the forehead and hair of the comfortably resting Hoshina whose head was resting on her lap. Kamijou silently nodded in response to what she proposed.

"And I suppose that we should go back to the top of the flower shop. With your permission, Fensalir-san, we can help out with maintaining the shop for the time being while you're probably busy with something else," Satoshi Hojo asked politely to Othinus.

"That would be most welcome, Satoshi-kun," Othinus nodded with a grateful smile.

"Oh, I think that I'll help out too," Ruiko Saten smiled, raising her right hand. "It beats doing nothing...and besides, it's been a while since I had the chance to hang out with the Club."

"That makes for both of us, Saten-san, so I want to help out as well," Kazari Uiharu smiled as well, wanting to help out.

"And considering the dire circumstances, I believe that I and my new apprentice would need to focus on commencing our training in the Mystic Arts and not a moment too soon. She would need to hone all of her skills to proper use if she is to survive the coming storm. This would be her first trial so to speak," Dr. Strange explained, looking at Index. "Normally speaking, the training of a Sorcerer Supreme requires a minimum of about seven years. Of those seven, she would need to be taught of the basics, of how to learn the ways of magic and mysticism and what lay beyond the greater multiverse, learning to tap into the innate mystic powers with oneself and the world around us, as well as how to invoke the powers and principalities that be. Index Librorum Prohibitorum, today, your journey as Sorceress Supreme starts now. It is high time that I teach you everything that I knew by way of experience, and of course, I hope that you would not have to make the same mistakes as I did and learn from them.

"I will try my best to meet your expectations, Master Strange," Index bowed politely which accompanied the expression.

"Oh, and the other Shokuhou Misaki (511) would be coming with me to observe the training of the nun," Othinus said while looking at Shokuhou (Prime). "It would do her well for her to step outside her own personal viewpoint and make her see other viewpoints as well. This could in fact be useful knowledge for her to accumulate, both for the sake of these events and for the time when she will eventually have to return to her native reality."

"("Right...Going back to her world...")" Shokuhou thought. But...it feels like some part of her really wasn't looking forward to returning back to her world. The memories of the Three Days that she had with her Prince (511) were still fresh upon her mind. She didn't feel ready to go back, not with being a mess of a person that she is currently right now, not wanting to be seen like this by her clique, especially by Junko Hokaze (511) who would no doubt worry for her. And in fact, it actually felt rather refreshing for once to be acknowledged and recognized by Touma Kamijou without the hindrance of memory loss. Of course, she knew that this Kamijou (Prime) wasn't the same as her Prince (511), but then, Shokuhou already knew this person when he was much younger and made her feel better.

She felt so alive a bit more. Not the same as when her Prince's (511) memories were restored, but it was something that made her hopeful once again. Her mental fortitude strengthened enough to keep going.

But how long? Something whispered in the corner of her mind. How long will you have this strength? How long will you hope against all hope? If you were to return back to your world, you may or may never see the Prince (Prime) of this world ever again.

And that contributed to her hesitance. She doesn't want to feel alone again. She doesn't want to experience dealing with this type of pain that she had carried for about a year. She didn't know how much more she can possibly take before things started breaking for her.

"Misaki?"

"Hm?" Shokuhou (511) heard Kamijou's voice calling out to her, putting his right hand to his shoulder. She smiled softly. "Oh...I'm...I'm fine. No need to worry for me, umm..."

And now that Shokuhou (511) thought about it, she didn't know what to call this Touma Kamijou. She couldn't call him her Prince, she'd feel that she would betray her Prince for doing something like that. Instead...

"Umm...actually, if there's no problem, you wouldn't mind if I call you Touya-san?" she asked.

Kamijou, understanding immediately and did not require for the person in front of him to explain herself, nodded with a serious expression and with gentle eyes. "Of course, you can."

"...Thank you," Shokuhou (511) smiled gratefully. And yet another difference that she found to be quite endearing. This Touma Kamijou can read between the lines, perhaps even more so than her Prince ever did. Perhaps that comes with the ageless experiences that he had...The Test as she recalled which still made her angry on the inside but chooses to set the issue aside for now.

"And speaking of," Hanyu would suddenly float towards Shokuhou's (511) position, smiling gently while looking at Othinus as well. "Can I also be a part of this observation between Lord Strange and Index, Au, au?"

"Of course, Lady Hanyu. It would be more preferable in order to put the other Shokuhou's mind at ease," Othinus smiled.

"Cassie," Kamijou turns to Lady Cassiel with an expression of gratitude. "Thank you for bringing her here, and thank you for telling me about the people who are after her. I can only assume that you wouldn't be able to stay for very long."

"That is correct, onii-sama," Lady Cassiel nodded with a serious expression. "I still have a mission to keep vigilance of the Enemy's potential activities in this universe and have to provide a daily report to my mother. And also, in consideration of the mission that I've been given, I will do my best to find other possible sons, daughters, other relatives, and those with some possible connection to you that may have ended in this world. I cannot show myself all the time in a physical manner just as I did with Hoshina as the Enemy will no doubt possibly notice my presence but I will of course lead these people in the right direction when able to."

"That's all I can ask for at the moment. And give my personal regards to Lady Griselda," Kamijou smiled.

"Duly noted, onii-sama," Lady Griselda said before suddenly vanishing into thin air, leaving a few surprised people who hadn't seen something like her before.

"...Um, old man," Makoto Kamijou looked at his father with concern. He can still feel the subtle presence of hallowed power that was like a bunch of radiowaves signaling to him and to everyone else. "Just...Just who the heck was that?"

Kamijou smiled. "That would be Lady Cassiel, an Angelus."

"Angelus?" Angela immediately noticed the Latin term.

"It is the name of her race, Angela, and yes, she's an Angel of the Lord in the most literal and most metaphysical sense that you can think of," Kamijou explained further.

"EH!" all of the Kamijou children were widening their eyes in shock. They all look around and found a few nods from those who already knew the person that had disappeared out of sight.

"Yes, you three, it is exactly as Touma described her to be. Her full title is Lady Cassiel—Archangel of Tears—Guardian Angel of Earth. Among her sisters, she is known among the ranks of the Principalities that belonged in the Third Sphere of the Angelus Hierarchy," Dr. Strange explained.

"Huh...Learn something new every day," Miyoko raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I need to head outside as well," Sota Mizushino said with a smile. "I've still got a job to do that Kadoya-sensei gave to me which is to keep watch of what things have been happening. I'd probably also visit Shinichi-san's, Kyon-san's, and Lelouch-san's worlds just to check up on them. Till then, I'd see you guys later."

And suddenly, there was a greyish aurora curtain that took Sota away to parts unknown.

"And speaking of doing things, I should probably head back out into the streets and make contact with Konori-senpai and provide her with the details. Considering the information that had been provided to us, we are now officially dealing with an outside hostile force with military training, and we need to act and respond accordingly, especially when these people are known for hunting magicians and espers," Kuroko Shirai said with a grim tone.

"Good point, we're going to need to deal with them and play smart. As of now, they're out there hunting Hoshina in order to make use of her ability. Once they realized that the target is gone and it may not be long before they do, then they'd probably try to pull out, go back to their world, and call for appropriate reinforcements on the other side. We are going to have to capture them before that happens if possible."

"And I would be coming along with Kuroko as well. No way I'm standing around here doing nothing while you guys are probably going to be at the center of the action," Misaka said with a smile.

"But wait, wouldn't them leaving our world be a good thing, Kamijou?" Saten asked, concerned.

"Not in the long run, no," Kamijou shakes his head. "The fact that they now know where to find Hoshina already marks the beginning of a conflict between two worlds, a conflict that we'd rather not deal with at the moment considering the circumstances with the Scarlet King. Capturing all of them would be much more preferable of an option at this point. If worst comes to worst and they brought in a Watchmen from the other side, and depending on how many there are and the potential incident that it could occur, we may need to call for air support."

"You know old man," Makoto said with arms crossed. "Considering that the Multiverse is as you say going weirder than usual, there may also be a possibility that the bastards may have a malfunction on their universe-travelling devices or whatever the hell they're carrying to hop from this universe and back to their own."

"Yeah, that's true. This crisis just unintentionally gave us the advantage of capturing them much more easily if that were the case," Kamijou nodded.

"Still though," Miyoko added with concern in her voice. "If we capture them now, the other side is probably going to notice. Maybe not now, but probably somewhere down the line."

"If we capture them, conflict is inevitable. If we don't capture them, conflict is still inevitable," Kamijou grimly quoted himself, taking advantage of his years of experience as a soldier. Yes, Kamijou was once an actual professional soldier and military war veteran who fought on the front lines. "Capturing them would at least give us the advantage of a shall we say, a bargaining chip for possible negotiations."

"I honestly doubt that MERD on the other side would care for their own if what the story that Shokuhou-obaasan told us was anything to go by. Hell, the guys practically have Hoshina-san's entire world being run by their Evil Kihara Overlord, and said Kihara probably has more than enough men and resources that he'd probably leave those guys to the dust," Makoto pointed out.

"That would also be what I'm counting on, Makoto," Kamijou said grimly.


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Somewhere in the back alley, there was a silver garage door that was present on the front wall end of the alleyway that was right nearby the back door of Fensalir's Nordic Wonders.

"What exactly are we doing here, old man?" Makoto Kamijou asked as he, Angela, and Miyoko were all standing beside Touma Kamijou. Mikoto Misaka and Kuroko Shirai took advance leave as they headed back to the Judgment 177 Branch Office and link up with Mii Konori in order to provide the details.

"Well,, I thought that I'd show you three something," Kamijou was opening the garage door by lifting the downward handle, scanning and verifying his hand for automatic access, and unlocking the door. He lifted up the door to reveal...

"...Ah!"

Makoto, Angela, and Miyoko are more than surprised to find what they are seeing. It was a green and white muscle car of about four seats. It closely resembles a cross between a Fourth Generation 1967 Chevrolet Impala and a Third Generation Dodge Challenger, with elements of the Fourth Generation Pontiac GTO and Fifth Generation Chevrolet Camaro. The plate number would be "学園都市 190" on the top and from the bottom would be "上条 20-18".

"...Old...Old man," Makoto muttered softly. He was surprised and disbelieving. He would ask even in spite of seeing the Kamijou family surname on the car plate. "Whose car is this?"

"Mine," Kamijou smiled as he gently touched the hood of the car. "Figured that I'd show you three my trusty family car."

"Wait, you have a car? Does that mean you know how to drive, old man?" Makoto looked disbelieving while Angela and Miyoko were excited.

"Yeah," Kamijou confirmed as he used a pair of car keys and pressed a button, with the car making a beeping sound, and opened the right door where the driver's seat is. "I even have an official license to prove it. I got this car on my thirteenth birthday from an old friend. Since then, I've been taking care of it and modifying it over the years."

"Wait, when you were thirteen?" Makoto muttered softly, raising an eyebrow.

"Now then...who among you wants to ride shotgun?" Kamijou asked with a smile.

"I do!" Miyoko and Angela said excitedly as they both raised their right hands. Afterwards, they immediately head to the left side of the car and immediately entered the door, sitting in the left seat with ease and putting on their seatbelt. Kamijou would also begin to take the driver's seat and close the door.

"...I guess I'll sit in the back then," Makoto said as he slowly begins to head to the back of the car. He sits casually at the back while looking at the front, seeing his sister and his other sister looking quite ecstatic as they begin to notice the blend of modern and futuristic design. There was a sophisticated silver chrome stereo in the car that has multiple buttons in the center.

"Well then, your options are to fasten your seatbelts since this is going to be a fast drive," Kamijou said with a paternal tone. He begins to pull the gear shift up as he puts his feet on the pedal. And then, the car would immediately exit the garage door, the latter closing automatically. The car moves left and then moves right where the main road is.

The car now takes to the main road as Kamijou begins to show his professional skills in driving. He was now driving through the streets and swerving through some of the traffic of the city. He knew that as of this time, many of the highways were unavailable in light of the recent incident where the Emotionless appeared and multiple people from different worlds landed in several locations. So he decides to take a few roads that would lead to the alleyway that Lady Cassiel had told him about, the same alleyway where Hoshina lay unconscious, and where MERD soldiers were probably still looking for her.

While Angela and Miyoko were enjoying the ride and Makoto was slightly moving his head towards the front, putting his right hand to the driver's seat, Kamijou would begin to turn on the stereo as radio chatter begins to be heard from the screen.

Kamijou presses a button and begins to speak with a grim, professional tone. "Dispatch AC7 Station, this is Captain Touma Kamijou. I'm going to need a DSG9 to be sent my way and meet up in the old sector alleyway in District 7, A-10. The suspects that I'm currently pursuing at this point are considered heavily armed and dangerous, known for hunting down espers, possible unknown number of casualties (multiple espers) and one verified casualty (Touma Kamijou's alternate counterpart from Hoshina's world) confirmed. Emergency AU Protocols are to be initiated, strictly adhered too, and applied in this scenario."

"Copy that, captain, making contact now," one female operator responded with a serious tone. Her voice belonged to a young woman that was of the same age as Kamijou. "Also, thought you should know that your partner and the Railgun have made contact a while ago. It seems that the suspects that you're currently dealing with some paramilitary force from a dystopian world that's hunting down...your daughter I believe?" the female operator looked a bit disbelieved and surprised at the news.

"Yeah, which is why I would need to intercept these soldiers, and capture all of them if possible," Kamijou said, swerving through the roads.

"Copy that, we're sending in the appropriate tactical unit to link up to you by the time you get there. Standing by," the female operator complied.

And as the chatter ended, Kamijou puts the pedal to the medal and stepped on it, with the car driving a few 70 miles per hour on the straight open lane free from any traffic.


And from another corner of District 7, there was the sound of a police siren being heard.

After being informed by Shirai and Misaka of the current situation, and after listening to the radar chatter between Kamijou and a female operator most recently, Mii Konori and Aomi Yanagisako were now in a special type of Judgment police car. It was a green and white Mazda RX-7 Turbo II with a police siren of blue and red that is currently activated. And Konori, in the driver's seat, was driving this car with a grim expression on her face as she remained thoughtful of what her junior officer had said.

"...MERD," Yanagisako sported a worried expression, speaking the term with a slow voice, still a bit terrified about what they had heard from Shirai and Misaka. "To think such an organization actually existed. Hunting down magicians and espers until they are forced into hiding."

"Well too bad for the MERD soldiers that came here, Aomi, because they're no longer on their turf anymore. They're in ours, and if they think they can take their kind of actions here on our city, they have another thing coming," Konori spoke with narrowed, concentrated eyes as she drives the car.


And in another corner of District 7, there were multiple police sirens.

At least three INKAS® Sentry Civilians were now swerving their way toward the traffic and curved through the streets in order to link up with Touma Kamijou. The vehicles themselves were based on the reliable and sought-after Ford F-550 platform, courtesy of the joint cooperation of Stark Industries and Wayne Enterprises. The engineering team from the Judgment's Group 4—Maintenance, following the proper instructions, had optimized the suspension system, installed heavy-duty brakes, and reinforced key mechanical components. The exterior design has been upgraded with both front and rear spoilers, a modified rear bumper, and illuminated steps that add a sporty touch to the already upscale vehicle. And the vehicles were completely impenetrable, whether if they were bullets, projectiles, lasers, and other offensive attacks.

Inside, there were Judgment Officers, all with grim expressions on their faces after being briefly debriefed on the current situation, wearing black and blue tactical combat gear, armed with modified SIG SG 553s and SIG Sauer P320s.


"Sir, we may have a problem..."

The Commander of Beta Squad-453, a man in his thirties with brown hair and brown eyes, wearing the same uniform as his fellow soldiers which consisted of a ninja-like appearance with a bulkier physique, with pauldrons and fully-covered gas masks concealed within the hoods, was looking at one of his soldiers.

"What is it?" the commander asked.

"It appears that there is something jamming the frequencies of the DTs. Too much traffic going on and I can't get a read in on the other side. Until the static clears, we're kinda stuck here until further notice," the soldier said, touching his gauntlet where he was typing a few buttons in order to try to make contact with their allies on the other side.

"...(Sigh), I knew that coming to this world in order to hunt down Mental Broker was a stupid idea ever since the eggheads had verified that something crazy seems to be happening to the multiverse," the commander sighed heavily. "Somehow, I feel that we're being used by the higher-ups as a testing ground for first encounters. This is the first time we actually visited this world after all."

ACMI Earth-Prime, the universe where the commander and the rest of the soldiers who were with him at this time, is considered by MERD as a place where they wouldn't dare make first contact if only because of the potential threats that once existed and never existed in their reality. The only reason ████ Kihara managed to take over ACMI Alpha Earth-173005 completely is that because of all of the major players: Aleister Crowley, Great Demon Coronzon, and a few others, are long dead, making taking things over quite simple and easy. That and taking advantage of the human element, the weakness common to man. People are desperate for any sort of improvement, especially during the disastrous Mushroom Incident where millions died.

████ Kihara took advantage of that, making the magicians and espers the main cause of everyone's misfortune, and promised the general public that he will do whatever it takes to bring these groups to justice. And so he did. MERD and the Watchmen were the public champions of that promise. In private, however...there were other things that ████ Kihara had done that made both magicians and espers almost cease to be.

In order to fight monsters and freaks, use the same tactic. Throw in another pair of monsters and freaks. Once that was done, everything soon followed.

Mental Broker, daughter of the deceased Imagine Breaker and the deceased Mental Out, is needed for the purpose of the Exterior Revival Project. If the conjecture and hypothesis is to be believed, Mental Broker would have inherited her mother's powers and abilities as a Level 5. Which is why Beta Squad-453 need to capture her alive and bring her back to their world.

But the Commander knew that this operation was botched from the start. He knew that the higher-ups wouldn't pass up this opportunity for a field test as it were. How would MERD handle in an environment that is no longer their own? In this case, they are in another universe. Meaning that their authority is non-existent, and considering their goal of containing and eliminating magicians and espers, wouldn't obviously be welcomed in a place like this world's Academy City who will probably see them as a hostile force.

And there was another thing worthy of note. There were persons here that did not exist in ACMI Alpha Earth-173005. People like Anna Sprengel and R&C Occultics, the Bridge Builders Cabal, and other dangerous potential threats. ████ Kihara was absolutely sure, paraphrasing about 99.9%, that if these peoples and other groups existed, he wouldn't have been able to easily conquer their world.

A misfortune of equivalency. That was the term that ████ Kihara used when describing and referring to the vast difference between their world and ACMI Earth-Prime.

"Keep trying to make contact, private," the commander said with a firm tone. "We need to find a way to leave this world. I'd rather not have the public authorities catch wind of our activities if at all possible."

But little did he and the rest of the soldiers realize that they had already been found out. And a proper response had been given. It was now their time of judgment and they can never escape from that.


PART 2

Somewhere in another universe...

There was a doorbell being rung on the front door.

President John Connor, wearing his old green military uniform, with the tag name 'CONNOR' written on the left side of his shirt, with five stars denoting his rank back in the day as a General of the Army of Tech-Com along with a red Double Helix symbol that denotes the shape of DNA that is on both of his shoulders, was ringing the door bell.

Accompanied alongside him was a tall man in his seventies with grey hair and a great physique that made him look like a body builder. He was wearing a black leather jacket, leather riding pants, and heavy-cleated boots. He was known as Uncle Bob, the cybernetic Terminator Protector that John considered as being part of his family, the machine that protected them a long time ago and still continues to do so.

Now, both of them were standing at the front door of a mansion just located in the suburban area of Chicago, Illinois. It was a home that includes six bedrooms, five and a half bathrooms, and plenty of extras including a home movie theater, a sauna, a game room, a brick wine cellar, and, most notably, a custom-built indoor basketball court with a graphic of Pippen's Chicago Bulls jersey emblazoned on the floor. The decor within the home is luxurious, if slightly dated, with crystal chandeliers, ornate rugs, and high tray ceilings providing an opulent feeling.

Opening the door instantly was a man somewhere between his mid-40s and mid-60s with grey hair, a grey beard, and hazel brown eyes. He was wearing a grey jacket, a dark green shirt with a child-like drawing picture at the center, blue pants, and brown shoes.

His expression was grim, noticing John's expression.

"John," the man responded.

"Andy," John addressed the man's name.

Andrew William "Andy" Barclay―Agent of the SCP Foundation's MIB Division. An old friend and brother-in-arms of John Connor.

"I'd figure that you two would came here so that you could pick me up," Andy said grimly with a smile.

"And I take it that you're more than aware of what the hell's been happening at this point?" John said grimly with a smile.

"Who hasn't at this point?" Andy asks with a rhetorical question.

"And I do believe that it's time that we bring the band back together in a way, and it wouldn't be whole without you, or anyone else out there," John said.

"Andy, who is it?"

There was the sound of a female voice that was familiar to everyone. The woman was somewhere between her mid-40s and mid-60s with black hair and blue eyes, wearing a white long-sleeved blouse, her bird cameo, a black knee-length tight-fitted skirt with a red belt, fishnet stockings, and black heels with an ankle strap. This was Elizabeth Barclay, Andy's wife. She was currently somewhere else in the mansion, located in the living room.

"Oh, it's just John and Uncle Bob, Elizabeth, they're here to pay me a visit," Andy smiled and informed his wife.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Don't just let them stand there at the front door, bring them inside,"

"Yes, dear," Andy said. He looks at John and Uncle Bob. "Well, you heard the wife, come inside, we'll discuss things from there."


PART 3

Somewhere in another part of the city...

"Dispatch, command, this is Fordo, we've discovered the anomaly somewhere in Undertown. Life sign is still stable but unconscious."

Academy City's Undertown District.

It was one of many special districts just located underneath the city. Aliens and other non-humans live here and have firmly established themselves in this place. It has been created since the last year of 2007. It used to be a secret that almost no one in Academy City knew, but then circumstances lead to this place's discovery. Of course, that doesn't mean that just anyone in Academy City knows the place, only a selected number of individuals know at this time. For now, this city is known to the public only through Academy City's many urban legends.

Commander Fordo―ARC-77, an Alpha-Class Advanced Recon Commando of the Spatio-Temporal Armed Forces, a man with a grey mohawk hairstyle and beard, wearing white armor with red markings seen from the shoulders and legs, an advanced visor that showed the Jaig eyes, a symbol of honor, and had two DC-17 staser hand blasters, carrying a resemblance to a Magnum Research Desert Eagle if not a bit more advance, located at his dual pouch holsters and specialized belt containing numerous tools for the job.

He, along with the rest of his fellow ARC Clone Trooper brethren that are all grouped together under the title of MTF-77 ("Domino"), were gathered around an unconscious body.

Fordo was crouching on the ground, currently using his visor to scan everything about the body. It was a mature-looking woman, Japanese, with black bobcut hair with short fringes that reaches her shoulders. She was wearing a set of modest clothing, wearing a black sleeveless tank top—capris combo and a blue jacket, blue jeans and black female shoes.

There were a few letters and numbers that were being displayed in the visor's HUD. What Fordo found made his eyes narrow.

"Body confirmed. It appeared that this body is confirmed to be from the same universe as that alternate future kid of the Railgun," Fordo referenced Makoto Kamijou, son of Touma Kamijou and Mikoto Misaka. And in relation to this, the woman appeared to have come from the same universe as he did. "Name: Itsuwa. No, scratch that. It appeared that she seems to be related to General Kamijou."

"How related, Commander?" someone from the comm said, a female voice full of concern.

"The married kind," Fordo said grimly.

Itsuwa Kamijou―Supreme Pontiff of the Amakusa Church.

Wife of Touma Kamijou.

Such misfortune still follows Touma Kamijou of ACMI Universe-Prime. For his alternate sons and daughters wouldn't be the only family he has to deal with. But the wives would be the more problematic ones...


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12 Core Members:

Dr. Stephen Strange - A: Benedict Cumberbatch

Main Companion Protagonists:

Touma Kamijou - VA: Atsushi Abe

Sota Mizushino/Kamen Rider Decade - VA: Daiki Yamashita

Andrew William "Andy" Barclay - A: Alex Vincent

John Connor - A: Michael David Edwards

Main Love Interests:

Elizabeth Barclay/Anna DeWitt - A: Courtnee Draper

Main Companion Protagonist's Family Characters:

Uncle Bob/T-800 (Terminator 2: Judgment Day) - A: Arnold Schwarzenegger

Main Heroine Characters:

Index Librorum Prohibitorum - VA: Yuka Iguchi

Othinus - VA: Asami Seto

Mikoto Misaka - VA: Rina Satō

Misaki Shokuhou - VA: Azumi Asakura

New Characters:

Aomi Yanagisako - VA: Ryoka Yuzuki

Commander Fordo (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison

Itsuwa Kamijou (ACMI Alpha Universe-000777) - VA: Ai Kayano