This was the basic idea for this fic! All the other events revolved around that event in my planning of the Story


In the evening of that day, Saten and Uiharu were on their way home. Shirai had already left with Misaka, to be back at their dorm in time for curfew, not that it would be a problem for a teleporter like her to sneak past the entrance. However, their dorm's head-resident was an extremely scary and strict person. Uiharu had her dorm just five minutes away from Saten's, but they decided to split up and meet again tomorrow, because Uiharu had to pick up something from a nearby Convenience Store.

Saten just waved goodbye to her friend then she turned around a corner when…

*smack

She hit something and fell to the ground. Her fall however was cushioned and she wasn't hurt, but accidentally hugged to the object that prevented her from ramming into the ground with her forehead.

When she looked up a white-haired boy with menacing red eyes turned out to be her cushion.

He started to yell: "What the heck! Can't you watch fucking where you're going, is that damn hero contagious or wha…"

His sentence was suddenly dropped, as their eyes met.

Black and Blue

White and Red

For a long moment, both remained silent, while gazing deep into each other's eyes.

From up close the red doesn't look menacing at all, I see something in his eyes, but I can't figure out what. At first I felt this piercing stare, but it's different now. And how is it that I don't feel uncomfortable. I tackled him to the ground and I think I love how he holds me right now. Wait Saten, this was an accident don't jump to conclusions. But what if… No, no, no, he just didn't want you to get hurt. What a gentleman… Stop it! Wait what is he thinking right now, is he as perplexed as I am, sure looks like it? Wait, this isn't like you Saten, you're so straightforward normally! Uwah, how did it get that hot in here? What is happening?!

Damn, he sure looks cute from this close though.

The girl's thoughts were all over the place while being completely locked to those deep red eyes.

What is wrong with me? For some reason my anger just got swept away. Normally I would at least slap anyone crashing into me like this. But somehow I am glad it happened? The Hell! Come on Accelerator, what the fuck are you even doing! What is she staring at? Do I look that much like a Monster, that she stopped thinking? I know my stare can be terrifying, but come on, this is ridiculous. And what's that expression on her face? I can't talk, why can't I form a sentence! Is there something wrong with my electrode? Am I having a stroke?!

Damn, she sure looks cute from this close though.

His thoughts were racing as well, her blue eyes sparkling in the dim light of the evening had him absolutely captured.

"Oi, Tousan is groping some passerby!"

"Whaaaa, what are you doing! Says Misaka in shock, as Misaka runs up to the ridiculous scene right out in the opeeeen!"

"Actually, this Misaka wouldn't mind being treated like that for once!"

A tall girl wearing a pink-white aodai, as well as a pretty mischievous look on her face and a pretty similar looking short girl with a white-dotted blue dress and a men's shirt draped over her shoulders were approaching.

That was when Accelerator and Saten realized they were still on the ground exactly where they fell and holding onto each other quite closely. To an outside observer, it may look like they were a couple and just making out on the sidewalk.

"S-sorry for bumping into you!" Saten was the first to recover "Here let me help you up!"

She realized the boy was walking with a crutch, it made her feel even worse for toppling him over.

"Ah, no problem, half the blame is on me for not watching where I was headed! I'm glad you were not hurt!" he immediately replied while smiling at her Wait what?! Is this verbal incontinence or something? he thought

She again apologized and bowed down, before starting off.

"Stay safe on your way home, I really hope we meet again!" he yelled after her when it slowly dawned to him. This is not like me at all! What was that?! It's getting worse for fucks sake?!

He thought he heard a voice from the direction she had left to say "I hope so, too!" then his attention went around to the two newcomers.

The tall girl put a hand on his forehead and started "Misaka can't register heightened temperature, you know, it was this Misaka's job to break you, not some random passerby's. Last Order get some medical equipment I think this Misaka needs to perform CPR soon, he looks like a broken toy! And perform a quick check on the network-connection, it seems he can't even talk! Finally, this Misaka's victim can't resist!"

"Whaaaa, Misaka is worried as Misaka runs in a circle not knowing where to get the supplies!"

"JUST STOP IT ALREADY YOU TWO AIRHEADS!" the Albino regained his usual "composure" "Let's go home, I need to sleep right now. AND STOP RUNNING ARROUND LIKE SOME COMPLETE MORON!" he lightly slapped the small girls head. Before dragging them both off to the distance.

The girls exchanged a look, and the small one blurted out: "Mission accomplished, Accelerator is back to normal again, says Misaka as Misaka proudly puffs out her chest."

The smaller girl immediatly regretted this choice of words, while the taller one was starting to laugh like a maniac. The case was settled after an angry gaze from Accelerator.


Shortly after the encounter Saten got home to her apartment in School District 7. She just began thinking loudly, living alone meant no one would be bothered by it. The girl lay down on her bed and hugged her pillow while muttering to herself.

"Huh, what was that? It felt like floating in the air or something. I don't even know his name, but he sure was special…" Saten contemplated some more about her accidental run-in.

"Those two girls looked a lot like Misaka, I think I even heard one of them calling out her name.
Oh, I got an Idea! Maybe She is somehow acquainted to them. I'll ask her tomorrow, if I get the chance! She may even know his name."

Saten couldn't get him out of her head, she took a shower before putting on her pyjama, all while trying to figure out why she can't rest her thoughts.

The girl then turned on her computer and started browsing for urban legends, maybe her favorite hobby could direct her mind away from that boy.


At the same time, in another part of Academy City's District 7, this boy tried to get some sleep. His comfortable bed was placed in one of the rooms his legal guardians 4LDK possessed. He wasn't tired, just somehow exhausted. While lying on his back his mind would not let him get to rest.

I still can't figure out what was wrong with me back there. I can't even get those blue eyes out of my mind. It somehow felt as if she was staring right into my soul, could it be an Ability? I must ask her when, well better IF, we meet again, I don't even know her name... Wait, Accelerator, normally you are completely indifferent about most of the things happening around you, if nobody close to you is involved, off course. This is certainly new! Why now all the sudden? Why her? Have I changed that much since then…?

After thinking hard some more about that girl, he fell asleep, a smile covering his face.


In the cover of the night a girl was moving around the back alleys. Her objective was clear: Fight till you can't move anymore or just accept death! She heard a sound from behind and did not hesitate to fire her weapon in that direction. Without confirming if she hit anything her run continued. She turned a corner and then another one to confuse the pursuer. The girl then began analyzing the situation some more, as she carefully moved on.

Suddenly she again heard the sound from behind, like a big piece of metal scraping against the ground and the walls. Her senses monitored the area with great accuracy, however just as she turned around to move forward again…

It stood before her. A Monster with white hair and glowing red eyes.

"Oh hello there, nice to beat you!"

The girl's lips couldn't even form a scream when her abdomen was pierced by what seemed to be just it's left hand.

She had tried explosives, armor-piercing rounds, her Ability as an Esper, attacks from close-up, just about anything you could think of for killing people. "It" just used a bare hand.

The cracking sound of breaking bones was heard as the monster crushed her spine from the inside. After the arm was pulled out, rapid bleeding immediately clouded her consciousness. She collapsed, unable to feel anything in her lower body.

The last thing her mind could grasp in her dying moments was a slender boy squatting down at her side, not a single drop of blood covered him. She heard his voice mocking her:

"What a pity, another one of my Windup-Dolls broken, just like that."

Then her consciousness ceased, as she drifted into the cold.

The Scene changed and over 10000 bodies of the same girl were piled up around the Monster, however his expression this time was way different. As if he was a completely different person. He was screaming in agony over what he just witnessed and over all the victims around him, his victims.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" it sounded as if his sanity was about to break permanently.

"You know, just wallowing in the past and hating yourself won't do them any good now." a voice was heard. "All you can do now is try to live with what you did. Stopping won't bring them back to life, either. Try to live your life and protect other people. I won't lie to you. The world will never forgive you. The terrible things you did in the past won't be undone by even the most heroic actions you take in the future, but the world sure will become a better place."

The boy's screaming stopped at the strict but kind words, when he turned around all he felt was a soft hand on his cheek.

Then everything turned to white.


He woke up drenched in his own sweat. Completely out of breath, he run his hands through his white hair. Panting heavily, he asked himself.

"That damn dream again, this time Misaka 9090."

The experiment he took part in used 20000 clones to bring himself up to Level 6. He murdered 10031 of them in cold blood, before he was stopped by a black-haired hero. His way of thinking changed and now the killer was the guardian of those same girls. After changing so much he couldn't bear the responsibility for that much death anymore, so he memorized every single one of them to always be fully aware of his past actions.

"It's only just for a murderer like me to have no good night's sleep. I certainly killed a lot of those girls. To think every single one of them was more than a Windup-Doll, but a real person, makes me despise my scumbag past self even more!"

He started yelling:

"FUCKING HELL! IT'S NOT LIKE I DON'T' WANT TO CHANGE! IT AIN'T EASY FOR FUCKS SAKE!"

In a quieter voice, he added

"The guilt is just so heavy to bear, I killed so many, how could I ever forgive myself for that? How could anyone?"

The dream haunted him almost every night.

"It's a different experiment every time, but I've never heard the voice in the end before. She somehow sounded familiar, but different from the clones…"

He was ripped out of his contemplating when the door to his room opened and a petite girl of about 10 entered. She asked half asleep:

"Accelerator, why are you yelling, is there something wrong? Asks Misaka as Misaka rubs her eyes."

"Nah, it's nothing, just go back to sleep again!"