Hello, again. I see that many people actually like this story so far, so I'll keep going. Enjoy...
-Streets of District 7, Academy City, Japan, 8:00 pm, Sepember 16, 2038-
Kamijou decided to take a walk outside to calm his mind, after he woke up about 30 minutes later from a nightmare. He looked around to find the streets empty. Well, that's how it always was during the night. He kept walking until he found himself in the park with A Certain Vending Machine. He went to a bench and sat down. He stayed there for a while, staring up into the sky, wondering how else his fate could've gone if he got caught in the crossfire. Then he heard the sound of heavy machinery, coming closer as the seconds ticked by. He stood up and started walking over to see what was going on, until someone popped out of a bush and dragged him in. He struggled until that person spoke.
"Do you want to live?" he asked.
"Yeah, but why am I being dragged into a bush?" Kamijou said.
"You see those guys out there?"
Kamijou looked and found several soldiers, each one having full body armor and a heavy assault rifle with a grenade launcher attachment. They were searching the park that Kamijou was just in, the ground being lit up by the flashlights built into their helmets.
"They're enemy agents who were sent to kill you. I'm a specialist sent to get you out of here."
"How the hell do they know where I was?"
"Save the questions for later," the specialist said, "we need to get out of here and join the others before the enemy sets up a perimeter."
They moved out of the bush and snuck past the agents.
"Scepter Team, do you have any visual on the target?" A lead agent asked, the mask distorting his voice to make it unrecognizable.
"Negative, target must've left early," Another agent responded with the same distorted voice.
As Kamijou and the specialist moved through the streets, three more specialists joined up with them. Now able to get a good look, the specialists had similar full body armor, although more advanced, and their rifles appeared to be printing bullets into the reserve, shown on a holograph on the gun. They moved down the streets, and quickly took down any enemy agents without being noticed. They were able to keep this up, until Kamijou's misfortune arrived in the form of a heavily armed VTOL gunship, having four propeller engines, one on the ends of each wing, and had a heavy machinegun on the front and missles, rockets and bombs assorted on the large front wing. The back wing was shorter, and had the vertical fins built onto the underside. The machinegun fired, the rounds leaving craters the size of cars. Kamijou was shoved into an alley while the specialists ducked and dodged for cover. The gunship moved it's searchlight across the street, the pilots searching for the specialists trying to escape. Eventually the pilots gave up and moved the gunship somewhere else.
"That gun is definitely a tank buster," the specialist said, looking at the remains of the street, if it could even be called a street the way it looked now.
"We need to keep moving," the second specialist said.
They resumed their course, but misfortune wasn't done with Kamijou yet. A large round whizzed through the group, barely missing any of them. They all took cover behind a barricade.
"Oh, great, they have a tank."
"I'm sorry, but did you just say, 'a tank'?" Kamijou said. Upon seeing the tank, he found it was the same model as the ones that attacked Academy City last month.
"Looks like well have to call in Sicara squadron."
"You asked for us, gentlemen?" Sicara 1 said over the radio?
"Yeah, we have a tank in front of us, hurry up and bring your XF-44 here."
"Roger doger."
The jet closed in and fired a laser that sliced the tank in half. It flew by with a deafening roar. They moved past the wrecked tank and moved into an alleyway and stopped at a door.
"This should be it," the specialist said.
Kamijou approached and slowly opened the door. What he found next horrified him. There were dead agents, burnt to a crisp by an electrical overload. The wires still had deadly amounts of electricity coursing through. The stench of the corpses stung his nose.
"What the..." Kamijou was unable to finish.
"Death by electrical burns," the third specialist said.
"This wasn't a natural overload, even by hacking," the lead specialist said.
Kamijou ran thoughts through his head. Only one person could have done this...
-Tokiwadai Middle School Dorm, Academy City, Japan, around the same time-
Misaka walked back to her dorm room, having successfully sneaked past the dorm manager. She entered and sat down on her bed, looking at her phone while holding a pillow to her chest. Most of her messages were still unanswered. She continued to stare, having no interest in anything else. She just wanted a happy life with the boy she loved in secret. A happy life with Kamijou.
There's nothing wrong with me, is there? Why do always leave me? Why do you keep looking at other girls? Why won't you just look at ME?
"Onee-sama?"
Misaka snapped out of her trance.
"Oh, Kuroko."
"Feeling tired? You know, I could help you relax, give you a massage, and then we can embr- AAAAHH!" Misaka electrocuted Shirai before she could finish.
"Don't even think about it."
-Back at Kamijou's Location-
The hall was dark, abandoned, no different from all the other abandoned buildings that had become the result of the attacks of August. He treaded through they came up at an intersection. They were taking a right... just as misfortune struck and Kamijou fell through the one unstable part of the floor, and ended up two levels below the team of specialists.
"You all right?" the lead specialist asked.
"Yeah, mostly," Kamijou answered.
"Try to find your way through and we'll meet you up here."
"All right."
Kamijou moved through the various halls and managed to get up one floor after the numerous obstacles that were placed before him. After removing some desks that were blocking a staircase that was still intact, he could see dim light shining through. Once he navigates through the building with the others, he can get out of the area. He started making his way up the stairs... when he was suddenly knocked out.
-Unknown Location, Unknown Time-
Kamijou woke up with a daze. He could see lighting and a red ceiling. There was someone's face looking down at him, and judging from her position, she was resting his head on her lap. Kamijou's vision started to clear, and was able to make out her features, but not all. She appeared to be wearing a Tokiwadai uniform.
"Ah, you're finally awake," she started. "You don't know how happy I am to see you again... my Prince."
Did you really think... there was only one... hahaha... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA- Okay, enough drama.
Now that the projects are out of the way, I can get back on schedule.
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