Disclaimer: I don't own the To Aru

Author Notes: First off I'd like to apologize to everyone for the long wait for an update. This last few months have been going downhill very quickly and to say the least with no offense intended writing a stupid fanfic has been one of my last priorities. This last month alone was a special type of hell. I was robbed at atm and my account emptied, had my phone stolen, my car broke down then my bitch of landlady had it towed, I lost two of my three jobs needed to pay the fucking rent and other bills, I've got bill collector's riding my ass for loans to pay for an education, my LOVELY landlady has been now itching for any excuse to kick me out, and finally I didn't even get the chance to see my family this Thanksgiving. ALL OF THIS IN ONE MONTH WTF?!

Anyways that was just this month but the last few months weren't the prettiest either although they were a bit kinder, so like I said with the way life has been going the motivation to write hasn't really been there but I realize that I'm not the only one who ends up disappointed. So many people have continued to ask me to keep updating me and it has made me very happy to see that and those messages have given me the motivation to keep going. I have also received direct messages to my PM messaging asking me for more updates and to think that someone cared about this stupid story enough to take the time and effort send me a direct message asking me to continue brings me so much joy and motivation. I had told one person that I would have a chapter done by the end of the month and feel happy to be able to keep that promise. To be honest the last few months have been very rough and I've been getting depressed but to think that so many people care about something as simple as my stupid fanfic... well now I'm just sounding mushy. Anyways at this point I can't guarantee the most timely update schedule I have to continue trying to straighten life out and get back on track but I can guarantee that the continued support, reviews, comments, and requests for updates will definitely motivate me more to raise it in my priorities. Let this update be gift to all those read my story Happy Thanksgiving even to those who don't celebrate it I wish you a very happy day.

Fun Fact: Did you know that the human body has 19-21 senses depending on how you count it not merely 5. Kind of makes the idea of a sixth sense sound of kind of stupid doesn't it?

Dark was the room as were the emotions inside. A silhouette of a strange form of mass which could only described as a lump of flesh, was supposed to be a human being, however at its current state it would be impossible to recognize it as such. Over this silhouette was the source of those dark emotions leaning over with eyes that glowed with rage and determination to slaughter, it had become obvious that the target of this was not going to get a death, for that could only be called a mercy. However, this breathing pile of organs and bones was not the target; in fact, the girl with those dark emotions couldn't decide on whom she should truly hate. Was it that witch who had twisted his mind and will to force himself to such a disparaging state, was it the boy himself whose own naïve insanity drove him there, or was her own fault for failing to predict and protect him from what he would have fallen into, the answer was in front of her but she refused to accept it. She wanted release these foul and painful emotions but she didn't know how or to whom it should be done. The answer was obvious but it wasn't easy; no one. Her elegant white dress and short blonde hair were stained in red grasped within her fists a little doll.

"What did you do?" Lievinna asked as she slammed the tiny magic god against a wall.

"You already know, I destroyed the world."

"No, what did you do before you brought him back?" Lievinia started pressing her against the wall even harder but Othinus' face never changed.

"Everything."

"Why are we even here, this is fucking pointless? Where is this asshole?"

"Shut the fuck up and wait."

"Well, MISAKA could always give that little neko-bitch a permanent seating Tou-san."

"Th-that won't be necessary."

Just as things were about to get amusing Hamazura came around the corner.

"Ok, so I called you guys here because at the way things are at we need to come up with a plan, with boss-san out of commission the possibility of an attack coming from the magic side has massively increased and god knows his last stunt probably pissed a lot a people off. Either way, we need to make sure those who are knowledgeable and capable of fighting will be at the ready and prepared to fight off anything that may come."

"Why should we give a fuck if some asshole wants screw around here?"

"Well, the last time we had to fight in the city against a magical attack they attempted to drop a 40 kilometer fortress right on the city and cause an apocalyptic event just send Boss-san the equivalent of text message or did you just forget. Oh no, that's right, you were stuck in the bathroom the entire time. You would've been dead before your brain even had time to process what the big boom sound was."

"You're starting to sound like those ITEM girls."

"Yeah, they might've rubbed off a bit."

"So, what exactly did Tou-san's lover do to piss off so many people?"

Eyes glowing red with blood lust dart towards Worst as she blow him kisses and Umidori stands there looking exciting for the battle to come as Shiage face palms their inability to go five minutes without trying to piss each other off.

"Basically, he teamed up with the UN to takedown the lead terrorist that has been causing all that havoc around the world this pass month, just to turn around and team up with her and travel half-way around the world fighting against international armies for her goal."

"Nice he might make a good villain yet."

"Well, anyways he was beaten to unrecognizability and is currently unconscious and hooked up to over a dozen medical machines. We need to be ready for an attack."

"Single handedly going up against the world, he's got a lot of balls. Damn, Misaka sure like to see how he turned out."

"No. You really wouldn't"

"Wait, you seen him already?"

"Yeah and got pics on my phone and trust me you really don't want to see…"

"If you have pics we want to see them."

"Yeah, looking at a freshly carved body is a great form motivation."

"Misaka wants to see the enemy's body."

"Whatever, don't say I didn't warn you."

As everyone leaned over to take a look at the picture their eyes went wide and in unison they shouted the only thing that occurred in their minds. "Holy Fuck!"

"Wait you're telling me he is still alive?"

"Technically."

"What the hell do you mean technically?"

"He has over a dozen machines hooked up to him designed specifically to make sure that each of his vital organs keeps functioning and if any one of which fails he'll die. That isn't even getting into the other machines keeping alive through means other than his organs like regulating body temperature and blood pressure, feeding him through a tube, sending electrical charges to his brain to keep him from being a vegetable and so on. He is technically alive because isn't in the morgue but it isn't his body that's keeping him out of there."

"Ok, so what do you need from us?"

"Well, first we need to exchange contact information so we can contact each other when needed and we need to keep surveillance of incoming information, so we can be prepared for a possible attack."

"What about that Railgun chick she seems to fight with that guy a lot?"

"She has no knowledge of magic and trying to get her to work with us would be difficult considering past relationships but in the heat of the moment of battle it should be very easy to get her to listen."

"How is getting her to listen to me gonna be easy?"

"Simple, she has a thing for Boss-san right? Just tell her that this is what he was fighting for and now he needs her help more than ever."

Misaka Mikoto stared at the lifeless deformed body as her emotions grew, she had flew in all the way from Denmark rushing to get this very hospital room to see how he fared. He had arrived much sooner than her and had already been treated to an extent but when she arrived she noticed the blonde haired guy leaving the hospital on the phone and a little girl resting her head on a lifeless body as she entered the room marked Kamijou Touma. She sat there quietly as the hours passed letting her thoughts stir as she looked at the pile of flesh supposedly named Touma. Within an instant, she got up and left completely silent in hopes to find an answer as to why. As she left and closed the door behind her, she realized that the sun was set and dark was the room as were the emotions inside…

This chapter as the name suggests takes place before the first, not only that but if you haven't taken notice, the individual segments of each chapter including this one aren't always chronologically accurate as well they do tend to jump around alot. With that being said I hope on planning on making a second version of this same story someday but editing it all around back into the most chronological order possible but that will only happen if I ever get to finishing the first version.