Author's Notes: My final exams are finally over. Now, I've made my promise and released the next chapter of Prismal Reflections. I'll be more proactive for now for the next chapters. Typing phase is certainly getting ahead right now. I'm almost done for the paper phase. Things will be longer and better as the chapters go. Anyhow, Thanks for reading and review.

Chapter 1: The Past, Present and Future

Two months and two weeks ago…

At a simple café in the underground mall, a certain couple sat together and was having lunch. A Tokiwadai Middle school girl lifted her fork containing a meatball. "Ah…." A young teenage boy took his bite off the meatball. With some chewing, Touma Kamijou said. "It's delicious."

Misaka Mikoto nodded and praised. "The pasta they serve here is really good."

Touma smiled as he reached into his jacket pocket "Here is my gift of thank you." He pulled out a keychain and dangled it before the Level 5. It is a special chain for Misaka as it has not one but two Gekotas, one green one pink in colour with a small heart stuck in between them.

Misaka's eyes brightened with sparkles. "They're so cute!" She reached to accept it only to have the chain pull back. Touma grinned as they both played tag of the keychain. Misaka gave off a few sparks, signaling the end of the game.

Touma handed it properly to her. "I just have to do that." He laughed a little.

Misaka grouched playfully. "That was a bit too much you know."

Touma smirked. "Oh really? Then I'll make it up to you with this." He leaned forward and kissed her in the cheek. He retracted quickly as the electromaster's face turned really really red.

"Stop doing such embarrassing things!" Misaka's face was red like a tomato now.

"I know you're relishing it!" Touma laughed to that.

"Seriously though, please don't let the others know." Misaka asked softly. "I think Kuroko might just put a death wish on you if she finds out."

"Oh really…" Touma mused. "I suppose I will let her try…" Misaka pouted in response to that. "I'm just kidding Misaka. I'll keep it a secret."

"Good. Now let me try that lasagna of yours."

Beep Beep Beep!

Touma woke up to the noise of his alarm clock. Seeing the sunrise, he put his hand onto the clock, shutting it off. He is now in the present, not of his past dreams. His past for the past three months have been relatively joyful. Now it is all a memory. "What misfortune."

A dead man may tell no tales. The body however is already a tale of its own.

Akiko Cho, Forensic Expert.

"Touma!" Index exclaimed excitingly. "What's for breakfast today?" It is morning and it's the normal time for breakfast. Touma was in the kitchen, already dressed in his school uniform. Touma placed a plate onto the table. It was a simple toast of bread and butter. Index stared at it for a very long moment.

"Is this all for breakfast?" Index asked. It looked unnaturally….little.

"That's your breakfast." Touma confirmed it as he double checked his things in his bag. If he leaves by now, he will reach school in time provided the fated misfortune does not occur.

Naturally a heavy eater, Index wasn't satisfied with just a toast of bread. "But Touma! This kind of food isn't enough for developing young bodies for growth and health."

"Then you get me the money to get you that kind of food!" Touma snapped. "I don't have the money to get you all the kinds of lavish foods you so desire! I barely have the money to support even myself at this rate!" Touma yelled.

Index glared at him. Her fists are clenched tightly. The demonic aura was emerging from her back. "Touma…." She leapt into the air with her deadly attack. "Why are you so mean?"

The Master of the Imagine Breaker wasn't in a mood to take any of this. He sidestepped the lunge and just opened the door. "If that's the way it is then fine! I'm out of here!" The nun crashed into the floor. He left his house to school, leaving Index all alone in the apartment.

Index stared at the open door where the boy known as Kamijou Touma made his exit. "What's wrong with you Touma?" She just doesn't understand what's going on with the Illusion Breaker. Sphinx, the cat mewed from the tussled bed sheets.

"Who has additional details regarding its specifications? Misaka 10047 informs the need for data."

"No such data is available. Misaka 10043 regrets to notify."

"Have we been able to contact Onee Smaa? Misaka 10801 requests a status update on that venture."

"It is not possible. Onee Sama appears to be in an emotional trauma from an unknown cause, Misaka 10032 reports."

"Then we must refer to other alternatives. Misaka declares the network's inability to stop the threat."

"I will contact them as soon as possible. Misaka 10032 confirms."

Stiyl lit a cigarette held by his lips. He inhaled before holding his breath for a second. He exhaled smoke in a slow single go. "So, tell me what's going on?"

Sherry Cromwell in her formal black garbs raised an eyebrow. "You know you're not to smoke in the library." After having been defeated by Kamijou Touma during her raging spree in Academy City, she is now the librarian of the Necessarius Library.

Stiyl waved the cigarette stick ineffectually. "It won't catch fire on anything." That much he can assure. The ashes were dealt with using his small ashtray. The smoke though, he merely blew it away from Sherry.

Sherry shook her head in disappointment but continued with the job. "I'm sure the Archbishop informed you of the general plot so far." The red head gave a nod. "The Roman Catholics are mobilizing a lot of their resources that it's hard not to notice it."

"Or so I heard against both sides. Just to keep us on the same page, what kind of resources are we talking about?" Stiyl took another lungful of addictive substances.

"They are both financial and manpower resources into many different places throughout the world. They range from the spread of Christianity to acquisition of faithful manpower and apparently the interesting note is in the search of new equipment.

"What kind of equipment?" That had been a new development for a devout religious organization.

"We don't know and that is what you need to find out. The guaranteed fact is that several subdivisions of the Roman Catholics are taking a new approach for something."

Stiyl took another puff. "A new approach, huh…so where will my first lead be?"

Sherry placed a brown file filed thinly of white papers onto the brown desk. "Your first lead is in the country of China. There is some activity going on in the city of Shanghai according to other intelligence sources."

Stiyl raised an issue. "I clearly don't know the language there. Aren't there other Necessarius members more capable in this region?" The inability to get by would be difficult and in certain cases can be inviting trouble.

Sherry's response was added with a shrug. "The Archbishop trusts in your abilities to get by. Moreover, Laura doesn't want too many eyes looking around."

Stiyl rest the cigarette at his lips as he pulled the file closer to him. "That's sensible." Roman Catholics too have their own eyes. If the Church of England was caught snooping around, it could cause intercommunity conflicts. Intercommunity conflicts can result to things even far worse than just that, especially if manipulated in the hands of people very proficient at it. He took the file with his hands. "I suppose I will have a translator?"

"A local one I presume. Necessarius logistics are handling it as we speak. Good luck." Sherry offered her goodwill.

Sityl rest the remaining end of the cigarette into the ashtray. "I hope I won't need it."

RINGGG!

"Oi Aogami, what's with Kami-yan?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu questioned his partner of the Delta Force. The second session of class is now over. It will be several minutes before the teacher for their next class to enter and begin the session. For now, Delta Force has a problem to resolve.

"Kami-yan? I don't know either." They both looked at Touma. He was looking out the window. His face was one of deep thought. It was a rare sight for the Delta Force to see that among them. That means a big problem has happened. A problem they must work together to solve it. The two members approached their third partner.

"Kami-yan, what's on your mind?" Tsuchimikado started the probe. It brought no answer. They must press further.

"It can't be about the newest addition to your harem is it?" Aogami used his technique to trigger a response. When Touma did not answer, Aogami freaked in a feint. "It is true!" That finally triggered the devil's awakening.

"STOP THINKING ABOUT STUPID THINGS YOU IDIOTS!" His fist struck so hard, the two flew out the glass window. However, they didn't fall off the side platform made of concrete, sparing their lives. Their state however is a clean knockout. They won't be solving the problem for a while.

"Hah…" Touma released his rage in a slow breath. He has enough problems as it is. He took a deep breath in silence as the rest of the class merely watched him.

"That is a rather pathetic attitude from you, Kamijou Touma." A commanding voice declared.

"This isn't your problem Fukiyose!" The class head, Fukiyose Seiri folded her arms at her chest at that. She raised an eyebrow and challenged.

"This is a problem, especially when it involves nearly injuring your classmates severely!"

Touma shot back. "I will deal with it! I just need some time alone." He went back to his seat.

Fukiyose shot a glare. "Then you better deal with it. I will be watching you Kamijou Touma." She left it at that and left the classroom for other things….perhaps? With that, a silence befell upon them.

Touma looked out the broken window again. The sky felt so free from troubles. It could do anything it liked. It could feel happy. It could feel solemn. It could cry with its blessed tears. It could just not give a damn to anything. He knew he can't. He isn't the sky. The sound that shattered the glass of silence is the persistent ring of a cell phone. It was his. He looked at the caller ID. "Misaka…Imouto."

"STAY QUIET, YOU BRAT!" Accelerator yelled. He was trying to get some shut eye in his room but his attempt was shut down by the small brown haired girl hitting him with a pillow.

"It's really important! Misaka Misaka warns about the impending danger!" Last Order continues her persistence.

Accelerator finally had it with the annoyance."What is so important you must bother my sleep?"

Misaka 20001 began her train of information. "The network has found a project that's been running for three months. Misaka Misaka begins her report."

"Get on with it." Accelerator said sharply.

"They are building a new weapon, a prototype version for now." Last Order continued the briefing.

"What does this have to do with me?" Accelerator went straight to the point.

Last Order was…sad. "To test the prototype….they are going to use…"

"Us…"

Hearing that, Accelerator swore immediately. "Those bastards! Only I get the privilege to kill the Sisters! No one else can or will!" These facts made him mad. He is very mad. "Where is the prototype?"

"Misaka 10032 reports its location to be stored at a warehouse in 23rd District. Its official testing period begins next week as Misaka Misaka continues to provide details."

Accelerator stood up from the sofa. "Then I'll destroy it before its ready!" He grabbed his walking stick that rests by the bed. "I'll make sure those scientists don't think up of such stupid plans."

"So it is true! You really did have a boyfriend!" Saten said with surprise. She drank her green lime as Uiharu continued. The three month long kept secret is now out.

"Eh? How does it feel to be in love?" Uiharu's eyes glittered with curiosity. Maybe it's like Heaven to meet your true love… Romance with their kisses into marriage and ultimately…Her thoughts were cut short by a punch on top of her flowery head. "Ow…did you have to do that Kuroko?"

Kuroko said as she drank her orange in an elegant proper posture. "That's enough about that barbarian. Onee Sama needs some reprieve." Misaka was leaning her head against the window of Joseph's café. She wasn't in any happy mood. Think lethargic instead.

Saten said in an annoyed manner. "He's quite a jerk to have an affair with two other girls at the same time!"

Misaka sighed. "The worst part of it is that I know one of them a little." That would mean the nun.

Kuroko informed. "I shooed him out when he came looking for you. He won't bother you anymore."

Misaka gave a faint smile. "Thank you Kuroko. Maybe having a boyfriend at this time is too much."

Kuroko made her stand. "Boys are only out to use our bodies. Thus!" She began her melodrama. "We must never give in to men's desires." Saten and Uiharu applauded to that. Misaka reacted a little different to that.

"However!" Misaka noted. "Even if you say that, you're still quite a pervert." Kuroko was heartbroken to that.

"Onee Sama! How could you say that? It is only true friendship!" Kuroko persisted.

"True friendship my butt! Taking those pictures of me, the aphrodisiacs, the search through my clothes, aren't they all your doing?"

"That is my passion of you Onee Sama!" She reached out for a kiss but what she got was two hard pinches to her cheeks. Uiharu and Saten laughed both sadistically and in relief at the demise of Kuroko Shirai and recovery of Misaka Mikoto.

Now, Kamijou Touma is in a dilemma. He now sits by the bench in a certain safe distance outside his school. School for today is out of his priority list. How am I going to explain to her with Kuroko being as defensive as that? What is he going to do? He'll be seeing Misaka Imouto as well. Despite being two different people in their own way, they look exactly the same minus the colour of their eyes for some genetic reason. Maybe it was made to be that way to avoid problems discerning from the original perhaps. Maybe….but he doesn't give any further damn about it. It's not even important right now.

"You appear to be in an uncertain form of distress. Misaka reports her observation." That popped Touma out of his thoughts. Misaka Imouto was standing to his right in her atypical Tokiwadai uniform and the customary goggles. Her expression was null, the monotone of the sisters.

"It's just a problem I'm having." Touma let his answer be as that.

"What is the nature of the problem encountered? Misaka presses her inquiry further." Misaka Imouto sat at the free spot beside him.

"It's nothing important." Touma informed the Sister.

"It is imperative to determine possible detrimental effects prior to informing important information. Misaka reports the psychology necessity." Misaka Imouto blankly answered.

Touma was bewildered. "It's that important?"

"Yes. Misaka confirms."

Touma exhaled his unease out and began his tale. "It's about your Onee Sama. We've been in a relationship and now it's in tatters."

"How long has this relationship progressed? Misaka enquires further details regarding this phenomenon."

"It's been about three months. We both kept it a secret but now it's ruined all thanks to a stupid accident!" Touma leaned back against the bench.

"I understand…Misaka acknowledges the received data."

"Now are you satisfied with my state of mind?" Touma turned into a counterattack of words.

"Your state of mind is deemed within acceptable parameters. Misaka declares. Misaka will now proceed to provide valuable information that was found in the past two days."

"Be my guest." Touma let her proceed.

Misaka 10032 explained the plot. "There had been a project run secretly in Academy City for the past three months. Misaka completes the first stanza. The project relates to building a weapon, currently in its prototype state. In order to determine the maximum potential and product defects, they plan to utilize the prototype on us as testing material."

"What?" Touma clenched his fist upon hearing it."

"Yes. The prototype with be tested on us as its targets. Misaka confirms the provided information."

"I'll put a stop to it then!" Touma already made his choice. It wasn't even necessary to ask, not for Kamijou Touma. The Sisters aren't going to refuse such a valuable asset.

"That is part of our plan. Misaka 10033 to Misaka 10040 is mobilizing with Guardian Accelerator to attack the warehouse the prototype is stored in. Misaka declares the plan."

"Then count me in!" Touma volunteered without a single bit of hesitation.

"Then it is decided. We will attack the warehouse now." Touma followed Misaka 10032 to begin their step for salvation.

"Doctor."

"Yes?"

"Where is the prototype stored at the moment?"

"It's stored in a warehouse with a modified class C security."

"That's very risky, tempting trouble before completion."

"Everything in fact is already completed. I only falsified the files about the prototype. All it needs is the testing and what better to test against than our enemies who sought to destroy it?"

"You're a cunning man doctor."

"It's called being smart."