Chapter 4: Arcion Showdown
-A Certain Hospital, Academy City, Japan, 7:30 am, September 17, 2038
Kamijou made his way to the hospital, now constantly attacked by chronic headaches and sleep deprivation. Even though he was awake early in the morning, which was a good thing for someone like him, his behavior said otherwise. Entering the hospital, he waited for his appointment. A nurse nearby was making a call on the phone while a Certain Frog-faced Doctor opened the door to call out Kamijou's name. Kamijou got up from the chair, and entered. However, as he went by, the phone that the nurse was using suddenly sparked and caught fire, but the fire went out as quickly as it began.
Kamijou now sat at in a chair, going through a standard checkup by the doctor, who then wrote down notes on what he figured.
"It seems that you are severely stressed, Kamijou," the doctor said. Kamijou simply rubbed his temples in an attempt to rid himself of the headaches.
"What am I going to do about this?" Kamijou asked.
"You really should rest. It's the only way you can heal from this. I'll inform your school that you will need a few sick days off, and to ease on the homework."
"Honestly, I feel like I am completely out of luck."
Upon saying said sentence, the light in the ceiling overloaded and burned out. Kamijou then left upon permission, while mechanics went to replace the broken light. Now leaving the building, Kamijou figured he would head home. Of course, he felt like resting on the spot, his stress starting to exhaust him. He kept walking, when he heard a sound similar to rows of small pulse detonation engines. Looking up, he found several large aircraft based off a flying wing design. Several had three blue stripes on each wing, while the three leading craft were completely crimson red in color. It almost reminded him of blood. One of the craft started producing electricity on the wingtips. It didn't take long to figure out what would happen next. Kamijou jumped for cover as the crimson craft fired projectiles that left an orange electrical trail, and steam after that. The impact the rounds had made could split a building in half. On top of that, they reloaded and fired every two seconds. Kamijou ran as they continued to throw tungsten after him.
"Crap, those things definitely have more punch than Misaka!"
Then a round made impact just behind him, throwing him off the ground. Then there was darkness. As he snapped awake again, he slowly got up, finding the streets now abandoned. Finding himself with only a few scratches, he quickly went underneath the cover of some wreakage, as he heard the sound of the airships again. The airship passed by, missing him in the search.
"How the hell did they get through?"
"That is certainly a good question to ask," a voice said. Kamijou turned around to see the specialist.
"You're still here?"
"Well, I am tasked to make sure you stay alive."
"So... what's the meaning behind all this?"
"Let's see... to keep it brief, your misfortune is causing all sorts of events that is causing world tension to rise. That answer at least part of your question?"
"What, you expect me to solve everything out?"
"You're the only one who can solve it." The specialist then looked to the sky, finding the approaching airships.
"But for now, we should find someplace safe. They've already destroyed half of this district."
Kamijou ran as far as his feet could take him. Now reaching his apartment complex, he entered his apartment, and locked everything leading outside, while the specialist made a few calls. Starting to panic, his hallucinations started returning. This time, his surroundings changed to an abandoned alleyway, and an illusion of Misaka appeared again. Due to the number of encounters Kamijou had with her, she was the most common hallucination. This time, she was covered in splats of blood. Beside her was the corpse of a girl, seemingly torn through with sharp metallic debris and electrocuted to death. Then Misaka turned towards his direction. Kamijou could only back away slowly, before turning tail and running as fast as he could. Misaka quickly chased him down and tackled him, turning him over so he faced her, not being able to move an inch from her grip.
"YOU'RE MINE!" she screamed before Kamijou snapped back into reality. He was sweating bullets and panting heavily. He wasn't even sure if his sanity was intact anymore.
"You alright?" the specialist asked. "You look like you're having a heart attack, minus the clawing at your chest."
"I... just have a very bad feeling about this. As if there's more than just those guys that are after me."
"Well, we won't have to worry about that soon. I have an aerial battleship closing in on those guys. We just have to wait it out here."
-In the airspace above Academy City-
"Sir, enemy battleship closing in our position!" the Coalition pilot yelled.
"All Arcions, fire on that ship!" the Coalition captain yelled in response.
The Arcions fired their railgun barrages at the Union battleship, but had only dented the armor and a short electrical outburst.
"Our weapons aren't effective against it. We have to retreat!" the pilot said.
The aerial battleship then fired all four of its triple-barreled cannons located on the wings, quickly destroying the Anuras surrounding the Arcions. The Anuras then crashlanded in the various streets that the pilots could maneuver to. The Arcions then took defensive positions.
"Sir, these cruisers weren't designed to take on battleships, we can't fight with this damage! We have to retreat!"
"Dammit all, try to slow that damn ship down!"
The crews of the Arcions made a retreat while using suppressive fire on the battleship.
"Sir, the Arcions are retreating," the Union pilot said.
"Ah, let 'em," the Union captain said. "Total humiliation helps with draining their morale."
The battleship then left the airspace.
-Back at Kamijou's location-
"Why do I feel like I was shot to death?" Kamijou asked.
"Probably because the misfortune you blame now hates you and is ruining your health... probably," the specialist answered.
"Or... am I just trying to be more self-preserving, and failing miserably?"
"On second thought, it may be the latter. You know, sometimes the only way to get through is to take the danger head on. Just try not to get killed."
With that, the specialist left, and Kamijou sat on the bed. Index showed up around an hour later. She was slightly covered in soot.
"Touma, did you have something to do with my favorite resturaunt being flattened by a giant plane?"
"Index, you shouldn't be blaming me for something as ridiculous as tha- OW OW OW! IF YOU'RE GOING TO BITE SOMEONE, BITE THE IDIOT THAT WAS FLYING THE DAMN PLANE!"
Index then stopped biting him, and calmed down.
"Look, I'll get you something to eat, there should be some things in the fridge that I can use," Kamijou assured.
As he said that, the lights overloaded and power went out.
"... Such misfortune."
At least that small misunderstanding calmed him a little.
Oi oi oi, now some of you may be wondering: where's the yandere part? Oh, wE shALl GEt tO ThAt sOon...
But for now, hold on just a little longer. YOUR SANITY DEPENDS ON IT.
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