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Accidental Reverse Arc 3
''Everyone's here.''
Tenma glances up from his screen and gives Maiko a grateful smile. ''Thanks, I'll be there in a minute.'' The brunette disappears into the meeting room and the time traveler quickly saves his work. He shuts off the computer quickly after that and gathers the papers he printed just now.
Then he steps through the glass door and pauses for a moment to glance at Soar's inner circle.
They're all there. It took a while to gather everyone, but in the end, they managed and surprisingly swiftly as well.
Minamisawa and Yukimura are on one side, next to Jiro, Maiko and Seiji. On the other side, Kogure is shifting through a stack of documents, while Aki is chatting cheerfully with Emiko and Motoo.
With a slight smile, Raimon's wayward midfielder makes his way to the last free chair and takes a seat, placing the printed papers on the table in front of him. ''Welcome, everyone! Sorry for the short notice.''
Reassuring looks tell him no one minds and he's glad for it. Although he'd love to catch up with them all – he hasn't seen Emiko, Motoo and Yukimura in what feels like forever, even though it's been barely a week – there's work to be done.
''Motoo-san, Jiro-san,'' he says and the two immediately straighten, ''how is the news agency coming along?''
They share a look and the girl inclines her head, gesturing for the older man to take the word. He does so with ease, clearing his throat for a moment. ''I have had a meeting with Jiro-chan's employer,'' he begins. ''The man in question has been following her progress very closely, especially after the success of our weekly articles. He has offered us a generous deal – we do not sell our stories to anyone else, in exchange for our own section in their newspaper.''
Kogure whistles, apparently not having heard of this before. ''That's not nothing.''
Motoo nods, his lips curling up with amusement. ''It is not,'' he agrees. ''I have accepted the deal. Is everyone in agreement with that?''
''Of course,'' says Aki immediately. ''You are our public face, Motoo-san and you have more than enough experience to make such decisions.'' Nods from everyone around show that they all stand by her words. ''Jiro-chan, what about you?''
The girl leans back in her chair with a self-satisfied grin. ''After my boss gave the a-okay, I started gathering a small group of reporters, about a dozen, that I trust – after doing some light investigation into their… loyalties, of course.''
Seiji rolls his eyes.
''We've gifted them with Soar earpieces, linked into the News Section frequency,'' she continues, ignoring her friend. ''I've set them to investigating anything relating to Arakumo Academy. Our current intel all comes from that network – their analyzing of the matches especially has been helpful.''
''That's amazing,'' Tenma comments, thinking back on the information Seiji shared with him only a few hours earlier. ''And Senguuji?''
Jiro seems prepared for the question for she immediately responds. ''I haven't told anyone about him; the danger's too great.'' Nodding in approval, the brunet motions for her to continue. ''I don't have much yet. Several leads that seem promising, but I haven't had the chance to follow them all the way. Give me a day or two and I'll have everything you need, especially if Seiji can hack into Fifth's main database with the intel you provided.''
''Working on it as we speak,'' adds the teen in question.
That gets a few questioning looks and the dark-haired boy grins as he gestures to the computer part of the room. Several screens are glowing brightly there, having been occupied by Seiji before the meeting. ''Currently running a scan on the system, should be done in a little while. I've already cracked the upper layers – Eito's been of much help, there.''
It seems Tenma isn't the only one surprised by that last statement, for Aki repeats, ''Eito?''
It's Minsamisawa who answers them all. ''As our dear leader ordered me and Yuki, I've been sneaking around the soccer teams of the Holy Road.''
''Eito was very willing,'' adds Seiji, ''and their interest especially lied with the Control Squad. After having Jiro's network look into it, Mina-chan hooked them up with me through Yuki.'' The purple-haired striker glares at him, although the hacker continues as if he hasn't noticed anything. ''I've set them up in a secondary location Jiro managed to secure for us. It's not as safe and hidden as this is, but Eito's good enough to hide their tracks.''
''They've been doing a lot of hacking into the Holy Road's systems,'' supplies Yukimura. ''Together with Seiji-san, I've been their direct contact. Minamisawa's been hiding his involvement from everyone, so I'm the one all the teams come to.''
Nodding in understanding, Tenma gestures for Seiji to continue and the teen does so easily. ''Holy Road uses a similar security system as Fifth Sector itself, although not as strong. Eito's managed to get a lead on it and has been gathering information about possible teams Raimon will have to face, amongst others, together with Jiro's network. Working together with Eito has taught me much about Fifth's systems. It'll be easy from this point on to hack them fully.''
Seiji surprises them all by tapping on something around his wrist next – a watch. That's nothing, however, in comparison to their shock when a hologram flashes up above it.
Soar flashes past in shades of blue and purple on a white background, before fading to reveal a fully functioning screen with a glowing keyboard levitating in the air. Seiji grins at their expressions. ''Handy little tool from Eito,'' he tells them, ''keeps track of everything. Here,'' he pulls up another hologram and enlarges it enough for them all to see, ''Mannouzaka and Tengawara, the two other teams who openly sided with us.''
He gestures to Yukimura, who easily picks up where they left off. ''We assigned Tengawara to the pool to help Motoo-san manage the Information Initiative. The whole thing's ordered now and much more effective than ever before, the extra hands really keep it running. As for Mannouzaka, they've started a public outcry against Fifth Sector. It's already gaining a lot of support.''
''Like Gassan Kunimitsu,'' Minamisawa cuts in. ''They've joined in and I'm hoping to include them into Soar, with permission.'' He glances at Tenma. The brunet nods and the striker can't help but grin, before getting back to the topic at hand. ''Teikoku's been calling out too, although not as much. With the Resistance's backup they've torn apart from Fifth, although they're hesitant for the same reason.''
''Teikoku is the Resistance's headquarters,'' Tenma supplies for those who don't know, gaining a few surprised looks before he gestures for his friend to go on.
Minamisawa hums for a moment. ''Kaiou's staying silent, but not opposing anything either. Too deep into Fifth Sector's claws to protest, but neither are they supporting them. Kidokawa Seishuu's unknown as of yet.''
''And then there's Genei Academy.''
Tenma glances up sharply when Yukimura says that.
The ice striker is grinning wildly, clearly pleased with whatever he wishes to say. ''Their captain sought contact with me,'' he says, ''only yesterday. Genei's fully with us.''
''That's incredible!'' Maiko exclaims, sharing an excited look with her friends.
The time traveler's face mirrors Yukimura's grin. ''Must be Amagi-senpai's influence,'' he mutters to himself, before straightening and calling attention. ''Alright! Get them with Mannouzaka and Gassan Kunimitsu – Minamisawa, I want your team in. Tell them all to be ready at any second to reveal their involvement with Soar. Eito as well. And get them earpieces into another frequency…'' he trails off, chewing on his lower lip.
Thankfully, Kogure saves him from the issue. ''I can take care of that,'' he announces, suddenly reminding everyone he's there as well. When all eyes turn to him, he places a hand on the stack of documents in front of them. ''I've been working on the Resistance.''
''What?''
At the shocked responses, he grins mischievously. ''You'd be surprised with the willingness to just end this whole situation. Most Resistance members just want Fifth Sector to be done with. I'm not saying they'll join us,'' here he turns serious, ''but they won't refuse us either. In fact, if it comes to conflict between Soar and Fifth Sector, the Resistance will side with us. Of that I have no doubt.''
''Thank you, Kogure-san,'' Tenma tells him sincerely.
He inclines his head. ''No problem! But, since I can't do much more there, I'd be willing to lead the open warfare against Fifth Sector.''
A soft chuckle from someone who has been quiet so far. ''Let us hope it doesn't come to warfare,'' says Emiko, smiling slightly. ''But if that is handled,'' she glances around and when no one opposes, she nods in approval, ''Motoo and I have been approached by a lawyer company. There's nothing certain there yet, but they are… interested, in what we do. It is an option we should keep open if we will start an investigation against Fifth Sector.''
Suddenly all eyes turn to Tenma, one question shared between them.
Will we?
The brunet tilts his head thoughtfully, glancing at the printed papers in front of him. An investigation has been his intention all this time and with the new intel he got, not to mention Seiji's hacking success, their chances are better than ever.
And yet…
''We will,'' he says, but they seem to realize he isn't done yet, ''but there's a few more things before that. Jiro-san, we need that report on Senguuji,'' the girl in question merely smirks, ''and Seiji-san, if you manage to hack into Fifth's system, almost all pieces will be in place.''
'''Almost all pieces'?'' repeats Minamisawa. ''What else has to happen?''
Tenma pauses for a moment, hesitating just a second before sharing his thoughts with them. ''I need to contact someone,'' he says, feeling a brush of disapproval from his Keshin and easily ignoring it, ''and soon, the perfect opportunity to get that investigation started will arise. Raimon,'' he takes a calming breath, ''will be send on a training camp by Fifth Sector shortly.''
Dead silence for a few seconds.
Then Minamisawa has risen from his seat, hands slamming on the table. ''What?!''
''What are you talking about?'' demands Aki at the same time as Motoo says ''explain immediately, young man!'' while Emiko just glares disappointedly at him.
Tenma waits for them to calm down.
It takes a while, but when they finally do, he quietly hands out the papers he has printed for exactly this purpose. Silence falls over them as everyone scans the new information.
''I found this only a few hours ago,'' he says before anyone can demand answers again. It's a lie, but, technically, he did look it up earlier. ''That's one of the reasons why I called the meeting. Fifth Sector is working on something called Project Zero, on the Seed Education Island God Eden. I don't yet know what it is, but I'm hoping to find out.''
There is a heavy pause.
Tenma lets his eyes stray to the paper he kept for himself, deciding not to go into details – they can read that for themselves. ''Whatever it is,'' he starts instead, ''they seem to want Raimon there.''
He taps on the section where it's written. Minamisawa stiffens, while the others fidget in unease.
''I don't know how to get the team out of that situation, so for now I'm assuming the worst. We'll try everything in our power to stop it, of course,'' the brunet continues grimly, ''but in case we can't, Raimon must be prepared so I will tell them of it tomorrow. If, and only if the team is taken to God Eden, it'd be the perfect opportunity for Soar to make its move. Three 'kidnappings' is enough for our investigation to be fueled.''
Grimaces all around, but Tenma is thankful for it. No one's happy with the new threat, but at least they're not protesting against the plan either.
''I'll look into it,'' offers Jiro suddenly, all eyes turning to her. ''Maybe not personally, but I can get my guys on it.''
Seiji next to her grins. ''And I'll see if I can get some Eito players onto it as well!''
''And,'' it's Kogure this time, ''perhaps someone from the Resistance might know something. I'll do some sneaking around.'' He cackles softly to himself.
Tenma can't stop the smile from breaking out on his face and a weight he didn't know was there has been lifted from his shoulders. ''You would do that?'' the looks the three shoot him make it clear he shouldn't ask such foolish questions and he amends with a laugh. ''Alright, stupid question, I know! But to get to one last matter,'' his voice steadies sharply, ''Jiro, Seiji. The attack on you two – what exactly happened?''
The two older teens share a look and then, half-heartedly start the story of their adventure this morning. On the way to school they were ambushed by a grey car with tinted windows, neither having picked up on the license plate, and only Seiji's quick thinking saved them from being cornered. They took to the smaller streets and avoided the roads, which turned out to be their saving grace because the agents sent after them had to continue on foot – until they finally found an abandoned warehouse to hide out in. Like Maiko said earlier, they called HQ and then spent an hour staying out of sight before Kogure could come to pick them up.
Now, of course, is the main question what to do about it.
''We cannot have you attacked again,'' states Kogure simply, hard stare directed onto the two teens. ''You got lucky this time, but who knows what might happen in the future?''
Both of them nod, agreeing completely. ''If it hadn't been for the commlinks, they would've found us eventually,'' mutters Jiro. ''We would've been sitting ducks there.''
''Should I get Eito on it?''
Tenma nods sharply at Seiji's suggestion. ''Permanent location surveillance of the known inner circle,'' he agrees. ''Have them upgrade the comms to include a distress signal if necessary.'' He messages his temples. ''We need to find extra protection for the two of you, though. Any ideas?''
For a moment, there's silence as they all think. Then Emiko gives a low hum and nods to herself. ''I might have an idea,'' she offers. ''There might be a legal way of going about this. Should I look into it?''
Knowing he can trust her to get things done, the brunet heaves a soft, relieved sigh. Then he straightens and focuses his attention on the others, clapping his hands together with a sudden bout of energy. ''Well then, everyone know what to do now? Then let's get to work, people!''
''Someone get me a no-visual connection call to the Holy Emperor.''
Jiro chokes on her coffee.
Seiji stares at him with wide eyes as he absentmindedly thumps the reporter on her back. ''Get you a what to the who now?''
''The Holy Emperor, y'know, Ishido Shuuji, annoying crossover between a wannabe mafia boss and a hippie model?'' repeats Tenma absentmindedly, fixated on the report Kogure provided for him. ''I need to talk to him. Now, preferably. Also, voice filter.''
''Wow wow wow, stop.'' The brunet looks up, a hint of annoyance in his expression at the interruption, but Minamisawa doesn't seem to notice or care. ''Why do you want to call our enemy?''
''Because I need to warn him,'' states Tenma slowly, as if that should be obvious, highlighting a few sentences on the report. ''Also, technically he's not our enemy,'' he adds absentmindedly. ''I mean, with the whole 'taking Fifth Sector down from within'? Gouenji-san's doing a good job, though, gotta hand it to him.''
He only becomes aware of the silence behind him when it's broken by Jiro, once again, choking on her coffee. More violently this time.
Tenma blinks and finally looks at his colleagues.
They stare back at him in various displays of shock – Jiro still choking, Seiji's hands frozen on the keys, Minamisawa watching him with wide, disbelieving eyes, Yukimura having paled drastically and Maiko having gripped a chair to hold herself up – and the brunet tilts his head in confusion. ''What?''
Seeing as the others are still close to speechless, Yukimura weakly voices the thought that's on all of their minds. ''The Holy Emperor… is a double agent? Gouenji?''
''Oh.'' Tenma blinks again. ''Ishido Shuuji is actually Gouenji Shuuya. He became the Holy Emperor to destroy Fifth Sector from within and defeat the real mastermind behind it all. He's sort of a spy for the Resistance too, though not really, he just gives them hints here and there.'' At the continued silence, the time traveler chuckles awkwardly. ''Didn't I mention that at the meeting?''
''No?!''
Tenma winces. ''Oops.''
(He knew he was forgetting something!)
It's about half an hour later that Tenma finds himself in the control room, waiting for Seiji to finish hacking into Fifth Sector's security link. ''Aaaand… done.'' The teen in question turns around in his chair and grins deviously. ''One untraceable, no-visual, voice-filter call underway to Mr. Holy Emperor! Have fun, I'll be over there if you need me!'' he retreats to another part of the computer system to continue his work and cut off the call if need be, the others having retreated to the meeting table to make sense of the new reveal – and inform everyone else about it. Boy, is Tenma glad he can skip that.
The time traveler gets comfortable in his chair. He doesn't have to wait long, for soon enough the connecting… on the screen turns to call and a familiar voice filters through.
''Soar.''
The time traveler firmly reminds himself not to use anything that could connect Jũ to Matsukaze Tenma. ''Holy Emperor,'' he greets in return, knowing his voice will sound warped to Ishido's ears.
''To what do I owe the honor of your call?'' there's a hint of sarcasm and wariness in the other's voice.
The brunet hides a smile. ''I have something of utmost importance to discuss with you,'' he says, keeping his voice natural. ''I believe it will interest you.''
For a moment, there is silence. Then comes Ishido's voice again, careful but also a bit intrigued. ''This matter is important enough for you to warrant risking your identity?''
''Yes.''
Tenma's not sure, but he imagines Ishido being taken aback by the surety of his answer. That idea is only reinforced when the man fails to respond for a few moments, so the brunet takes his chance to continue. ''Are you alone right now, Emperor?''
''I am with those I trust,'' this time, the wariness has increased. ''What does that matter to you, Soar?''
He chooses his words carefully. ''What I wish to inform you of,'' he starts slowly, ''has to do with a most… delicate situation. It would be bad for all of us if this knowledge were to fall into the wrong hands.'' Ishido stays silent and Tenma takes it as a hint to continue. ''It has to do with your motivations to become Holy Emperor, Flame Striker-san.''
If he was in the room with the man – and Toramaru, he imagines – the time traveler is sure it would've gotten at least ten degrees colder. It was a risk and Tenma forces himself to relax, even as he waits for the answer.
This could make or break it.
''Talk.''
The order is short and harsh, but more than the brunet has dared hope for. ''I will not compromise your position, Ishido-san,'' he makes sure to put emphasis on the name. ''As for how I know, I cannot tell you, but rest assured, it is completely inaccessible to even me right now. No one will find out.''
The Emperor stays silent.
A sign to continue.
''Recently, my people have been working on quite a few interesting projects, and we have found something very important.''
Finally, Ishido makes a comment. '''My people','' he quotes. ''I take it I'm talking to the one who calls himself, or perhaps herself, Jũ?''
''Yes,'' confirms Tenma.
''Very well. What is it that is so important you saw it fit to inform me, if you were aware of my precarious position?''
Well, at least the man is letting some of his inner Gouenji shine through now.
''Senguuji Daigo.''
The name is said softly, but the reaction is instant. ''Senguuji- what did you find?'' there are still some hints of caution and hostility in Ishido's voice, but he seems to put that aside for now in order to work together. ''Did he target you?''
''Yes, but that's not what this is about,'' admits the brunet, grimacing even though no one can see it. He really needs to talk with Jiro and Seiji after this. ''It's the Resistance.''
Silence for a long while.
Tenma allows his words to sink in.
''The Resistance,'' repeats Ishi- Gouenji, slowly, a soft, almost worried undertone echoing through his voice. ''What did you find?'' he repeats.
''A file. A report,'' corrects the teen carefully. ''Blank, at first sight. Hidden so well it was just a coincidence we stumbled across it.'' And it really was. If Aki hadn't given him the means to acquire information, he never would've found it. ''Senguuji is investigating the Resistance, its core members, their recent appearances and actions. The details the report contains are worrisome, to say the least. I am not certain, but I imagine this is a reaction to our actions.'' He doesn't bother to hide the regretful tone in his voice. ''If I had known this would be a consequence, I would've done things differently. I fully accept responsibility for this mess.''
For a long time, the Holy Emperor stays silent, most likely mulling over the new information. Tenma allows him to wonder, for several moments, before he continues with his little spiel.
''Things are coming to an end with this Holy Road, Emperor. The Raimon Revolution will end things, whether in our favor or not, and Soar will interfere; take my word for it.''
''Interfere?'' repeats Ishido sharply.
The time traveler waves his fingers together. This is it; he has made his choice, but one of the greatest variables depends on this.
Truly, they can do this without Gouenji, but the chances of success will grow that much smaller.
''Soar is going to attack Fifth Sector directly. We're going to get an official investigation started.''
Silence.
Then, ''people have tried that before and failed.''
A slight curl of the lips as the brunet leans back in his chair.
''They didn't have the information we do. I could speak to you,'' he grins sharply, ''of God Eden and Project Zero, of the First Holy Emperor, of Dragon Link. Of Supporter X. Do not hold trust in my person if you do not wish it, Ishido-san, but trust my knowledge.''
''Why do you tell me this, Jũ?''
Tenma raises an eyebrow.
There's an undertone in Gouenji's voice he's not familiar with.
(His coach has always been gentle with Raimon and every other friendly team; the soft look in his eyes despite the indifference of his expression was enough for anyone to know.)
If he didn't know better, he'd say the Holy Emperor sounds… cornered.
But he does know better.
''Because you are not the villain in this story,'' he says, realizing he's taking too long to answer. ''You have only ever tried to do the right thing for the soccer world. I know you are the one who protected the schools from being shut down. Help us put an end to this. Please.''
His voice involuntarily softens with sincerity at the end of his words and he grimaces.
Gouenji is quiet for too long.
Tenma closes his eyes, breathing out slowly through his nose. If the striker refuses to lend his aid, he doesn't even want to think of the risks. Sure, they'd manage to bring down Fifth Sector, there's no doubt – but it'll most likely mean their own downfall as well.
He will not refuse to let his friends take the fall for this.
''What do you expect of me?''
His eyes snap open.
Did he… hear that correctly?
Almost hesitantly, he conveys the next part. ''When we get the investigation started, we will point out Senguuji as the main offender. We need to- get someone on the inside to prove our words true.''
''And if I am the one to do it, it immediately provides a cover for me, is that what you're saying?''
''Yes.''
He can hear Gouenji's displeased expression through his voice. ''I am aware of everything- mostly everything that goes on here. It will fail.''
Tenma inhales, only a little shakily. ''It will not,'' he says, hoping his voice holds more certainty than he really has. ''We will claim offense against Senguuji and his illegal projects, not against you or even Fifth Sector itself. Tell me, Holy Emperor, have you ever given your approval of any of Fifth's crimes? Have you ever done anything other than lead the organization according to the rules?''
Gouenji hesitates for a few moments. When he speaks, his voice is only slightly doubtful. ''Yes, but-''
Not caring about how rude he's being, Tenma cuts in. ''Do Fifth Sector's rules not state that they hold full control of the rules of the Holy Road? Do they not hold ruling power over every club that has signed the contract – which is a devastating eighty-two percent – that gives them their position of power? Face it, Ishido-san,'' he knew it'd come in handy to have Emiko check the entire rulebook, ''Fifth Sector's power has been devastating from the start and only a handful was aware of it. Senguuji played everyone and did so with terrible success. You, as Holy Emperor, have not strayed from those exact same rules. You are an innocent in this. It's Senguuji himself who took it further.''
There's a long period of silence, in which the time traveler prays to every god he's ever heard of for success here.
(Soar must succeed. He will see to it.
Even though he might have to discard the inner circle and take the fall himself.)
Then finally, the Emperor responds. It's slow and it would've been hesitant on anyone who wasn't Gouenji Shuuya, but it's something at the very least.
''I do not… disagree with you,'' starts Ishido slowly, as if he's still not completely certain of his words even after thinking them over several times. ''And I agree – there must come an end to this and it will all depend on Raimon's victory… or so I thought.'' He continues on stronger than before, as if he strengthens the decision he made the more he speaks. ''But if Raimon were to fail, you believe Fifth Sector could still be destroyed.''
''I do.''
A slow sigh, barely caught by the microphone. ''Very well,'' decides Gouenji, his voice set. ''Soar has done what I thought impossible; take on Fifth Sector from the outside without damage. I will trust your knowledge on this, as you said. What would you have me do?''
Tenma barely manages to hold back his own sigh of relief, forcing himself to stay alert for the last part of the conversation. This might seem like a victory, but it's not the end of it yet. ''Now it is my turn to trust you, Holy Emperor. You know Fifth Sector's inner workings better than I do. There must be evidence on Senguuji when the authorities come looking; that is all I can say here.''
He gets the feeling Gouenji is pleased with his words. ''I see,'' says the Emperor, sounding almost as if he's smirking. ''I agree with you on this as well. Leave it to me, Soar, and I will do my part. Tell me how long I have to work with.''
Having made this calculation during the meeting today, the time traveler has his answer ready. ''Not long. A few days, at most. We will make our point before the start of the Arakumo-Raimon match.''
A few moments of silence.
Then, ''that is indeed a short amount of time. Any particular reason?''
''Yes,'' confirms the brunet immediately. ''An opportunity to start the investigation will present itself shortly and we cannot miss it. Will it be enough for you?''
A dry laugh. ''I do believe it will have to be. I will see what I can do, but meanwhile, there is one more issue on my mind. What of the Resistance?''
Tenma had expected that question, as well. ''One more reason as to why I want to start this investigation early,'' he admits. ''Senguuji is behaving like a cornered animal, first with his searching of the Resistance, then with his kidnapping of the Raimon player. The less time we give him to deal, the better, but if it eases your mind, I will get a message to the Resistance.''
''That will suffice.''
Making a mental note to talk to Jiro about it, Tenma nods even though the other cannot see him. ''Would that be all?''
''Yes, I do believe so. Will we be in contact?''
''Are you willing to risk it?'' counters the brunet immediately.
A slight chuckle. ''Fair enough.''
Making a split-second decision and hoping for the best, Tenma gives in. ''Perhaps we should be, though. Is there any way for us to contact you?''
Gouenji muses the question for a few moments before delivering his answer. ''I believe so. I will take care of it. Now, if that is all, I believe we should cut this short. Have a nice day.'' Without even giving the brunet another chance to respond, the line is closed.
Tenma is left bewilderedly blinking at the screen.
Then he turns to Seiji.
''Did the Holy Emperor just hang up on me?''
What are you thinking about?
Tenma doesn't even start at Pegasus' sudden voice, continuing to spin his pen with practiced ease as he stares down at his chemistry homework. He scans the question he's working on once again before starting on the equation he knows will lead to the right answer. ''I'm thinking,'' he starts slowly as he scribbles in his notebook, ''about the amount of iron that theoretically can be made out of two mole iron ore.''
Pegasus' exasperation is almost palpable. Say what you want, but I know you're not, little one.
There's a slight snort of amusement while Tenma pens down the correct answer – 223,38 gram – and continues on to the next problem.
His only warning comes in the form of his Keshin's deep sigh. Then, out of nowhere, indigo bleeds into his vision and swirls around him. Mere seconds later, he's no longer sitting at his desk, but instead crashing to the ground.
''Ouch!''
He's aware of Pegasus wincing at his master's spectacular fall. I apologize.
Tenma, however, is already straightening into a sitting position, glaring at his Keshin. ''How many times do I need to tell you, do not suddenly call me here when I'm sitting! Or at least get some chairs if you do!'' he dusts himself off.
The familiar world of indigo, pulsating with flashes of violet and red, ripples a little at his annoyance and with a huff he forces his emotions into a state of calm. Then he turns to his Keshin, crossing his arms at the being floating in front of him. ''Now, is there a reason you so rudely pulled me from my homework?''
If Pegasus had eyebrows, he would've raised them. Instead he merely shakes his head, blue eyes flashing. Young one, these are the basics for you. Do not pretend otherwise.
Tenma rolls his eyes.
Now tell me, what is bothering you?
Ignoring the dry look shot towards him, the time traveler throws himself backwards and gets comfortable in the Keshin space, crossing his arms behind his head and staring at the colors above him. ''Nothing is bothering me,'' he says, glancing at Pegasus out of the corner of his eyes. ''Why are you even asking this? You're in my head.''
You know as well as I do that I cannot read your thoughts. Stop trying to change the subject. Pegasus' eyes flash with light in warning. I will keep you here as long as I need to.
This time, it's Tenma's turn to sigh as he weighs the pros and cons of continued refusal to talk. It's not as if he can find someone else to speak with, though – the whole time travel thing would kind of cause a lot of questions.
''Helper X.''
Whatever Pegasus was expecting, it wasn't that, although the only sign of his surprise is the flashing of his eyes. Fei's father? What about him?
''We know he's interfering in our world already,'' muses Tenma. ''Has been for awhile, actually. To keep his cover of working for Feida, he's looking for Second Stage Children in our time – after all, this is where the first signs dated back to.''
And a few, very rare cases of actual awakened Second Stage Powers, like yourself, adds Pegasus. We both know this story. Why are you repeating it?
''Dramatic purposes.'' At his Keshin's snort, the brunet's lips curl up in amusement. ''Must be Shindou-senpai's influence. But as to my real reasons… God Eden was created to find children with Second Stage potential. The Seed training is just a cover up.''
Yes, confirms Pegasus, his tone puzzled. Where are you going with this?
A shiver runs down Tenma's spine, but not because he's cold.
He locks eyes with his Keshin.
''What I am wondering,'' he starts slowly, almost hesitating about his words, ''is why… Raimon is needed at God Eden.''
And Pegasus freezes.
What?
Tenma pushes himself upright again, crossing his legs. ''Just think about it,'' he starts, mind suddenly alight with fervor. ''Helper X orders Senguuji to find Second Stage Children. To do this, Senguuji creates God Eden, to test as many people as possible and then passes this mission onto Ishido. As God Eden continues to do as it was meant to, they work on a side project – Project Zero.'' He moves to his feet in his anxiety, starting to pace. ''In order to finish, Project Zero needs to fight against another team and Raimon is chosen for it. Obvious reasons, really – if they take Raimon out, it's the end of the revolution. But that makes me wonder, why wait for Raimon? Why not find another team?''
His Keshin draws back a little. The light in his eyes dims. We've both felt the power of team Zero, the being carefully follows his master's line of thought. It was immense. Raimon couldn't beat them and, until the second half, barely managed to keep up on their own. It was clear Fifth Sector expected whatever team to face Project Zero to be destroyed.
''And that would be why they wouldn't use one of their own teams if they could help it,'' finishes Tenma, but immediately shakes his head and quickens in his pacing. ''It just doesn't sound right. They started working on Project Zero just after Tsurugi was placed with Raimon – before they could even imagine the impact the revolution would have. Why, though, did they wait so long to find a team? They've never shown to care much about their own players.''
Pegasus stays silent for a long while. The colors swirling around them are more aggravated now, red pulsing steadily through the space as Tenma's emotions flare up.
Noticing this, the Keshin stretches out his arm and places his hand in the brunet's pacing path. The time traveler glances at it for a second and then turns his eyes to Pegasus, almost affronted. The being merely waits patiently. With a sigh, the time traveler gives in and sits down again.
Perhaps they waited for Raimon because they needed a team of skill. Zero was incredibly strong and Fifth Sector wouldn't want to waste one of their strongest teams when they could use Raimon for it.
''True,'' amends Tenma, leaning back on his hands, ''but that still doesn't answer my second question. What, exactly, was Project Zero's purpose?''
Yeah, I know, lots of dialogue, but it was necessary. Had to show Soar's progress and move things along, BUT!
Next chapter, which will come sometime next week, the start of what everyone has been asking me about...
The movie.
Hope you guys are looking forward to it! See you next time!
- Yara