Author's Notes: Here's another chapter of Prismal Reflections. I still find areas of writing where I'm lacking but I hope adding a few methods of style would help in improving details where I think it would be hard to express. I'm almost done writing it out on paper and I'm ahead on schedule for the typing phase. I'll be checking through Return of the Grail and will be adding another oneshot for Starcraft 2 :P. Thanks for reading and reviewing.

Chapter 2: Break in

Initializing systems…

Optics is operational.

Locomotion activated.

System Synchronous established.

Project D7-592 is combat ready.

"Is the security cleared? Misaka 100032 requests for a situation update." The Sisters, Kamijou Touma and Guardian of Last Order Accelerator now stood in a small alley in the 23rd District. The District is classified to be an area for airline companies, aeronautics and space development facilities. That also includes a certain number of industrial facilities necessary to support such systems. Warehouses play an important role in that, allowing storage, preservation and also temporary transit points of goods.

The prototype weapon that is planned to be used against the Sisters is supposedly within one of these warehouses. They've pinpointed it into one of the medium sized warehouse. Medium sized would equal to thirty by fifty feet big. Most business companies in the world would not require such the largest size that can be a hundred by hundred feet large. However, the number of projects and scale of development is grossly overwhelming and these facilities are now a necessity.

"Security personnel at the entrance have been quietly neutralized. Misaka 10035 reports initial success." There are no radio waves to be transmitted or received. It cannot be intercepted nor decoded. They are all and they are one. That is the strength of the Sisters, ultimate coordination and response.

"We proceed as planned. We will search the main area of the building while Guardian Accelerator and Saviour Kamijou handle the higher levels. Misaka reiterates the plan." The eight sisters clad in full black and armed to the teeth began their entry through the open gate. There isn't anyone on the streets since this district is highly lacking in student population. The unconscious bodies of security have already been stowed in the lone guard post by another two sisters. The Sisters took the lead as Touma kept pace with Accelerator with his walking stick.

Touma started a conversation. The last time he met the Accelerator was several months back during the weapon smuggling case. Even now though, their relationship isn't very promising. "This is the first time we're working together." He noted.

"Don't get all lovey dovey. I'm doing this for my sole title of the Sister's only killer." Accelerator bragged his privilege.

Touma nodded. "You're a hypocrite you know." He knew it from having learnt the tale of Accelerator taking a bullet in the head to save Last Order. That too came from months ago.

"Do you want to die so much? I'll kill you if you want to!" Accelerator tapped the floor harder with each step to emphasize that. It seems Accelerator took great restraints to avoid lifting a finger on him. Touma knew when to put it to an end.

"You want to kill me, kill me later. The sisters will need us." It ended their small talk as they entered the large warehouse.

The place is full of cargo. Large boxes were stacked onto racks several stories high. Automated machines did most of the lifting but human presence is still required for logistics and security. They had entered through the quieter, human sized side doors. Inside, it is quiet. The Sisters slowly spread out among the corridors of goods with their submachine guns raised for any danger. They will be securing the area here while Touma and Accelerator will deal with the upper sections built with tighter security. The two went up a metal stairs to clear and search for the prototype.

Upstairs would be the control room and the high security storage area. That is what Touma could recall from the prior briefing on their way here. That's where the staff should be as well. They won't be a problem however with Accelerator around. What first awaits them is a bare metal door. Accelerator gave a sadistic grin. "Did they expect this piece of crap to be enough to stop me?" He flicked a switch on the choker around his neck. Using a bit of force combined with vector manipulation, Accelerator broke the door easily with a kick. The door went flying to be cut into metal chunks by a series of red intersecting lasers. It is a long hallway specially designed for such a system. The lasers appear to changing orientation and combinations randomly as well. It shouldn't be a problem for Accelerator. "Ah, I think I can't reflect that." Or is it?

"What do you mean you can't reflect those lasers?" Touma was surprised. Accelerator's esper ability is to reflect vectors. Lasers have a vector, so it should be able to be redirected by him. Why would Accelerator be unable to do so? There shouldn't be any reason to that.

"Ah, everyone didn't know that I can't reflect lasers. It seems there's a specific property of lasers that doesn't allow me to redirect them." He gestured Touma toward the laser corridor. "You can't expect me with a stick to cross that." Accelerator would be sliced to bits if he tried to cross through by walking with his stick.

Touma stared at the intimidating laser patterns. One mistake and he can lose a limb or his head. He wished he could take a full detour but the fate of the Sisters might rest beyond this corridor. This is it. Adrenaline began pumping into his system in preparation of what to come. He took a deep breath before entering the hallway of death.

Jump right into the spotlight!

Bend your knees or lose your head!

Push it back up, pull back and make a C

Twists the hips to the right!

Reach out to your ankles!

Jump forward and do a triple tap tap!

Raise your hands and do the sea wave!

Drop to the floor, kiss the floor!

Raise it up, lift your right foot!

Kick it off into the handstand!

Raise it up and look mom! No hands!

Fall it forward, kick off your feet

Crouch it down, under the zing

Lose a hair, cringe in fear

But don't lose your cool

Or it's off with your head!

Step it up to maximum speed!

Sidestep to the left, let it pass!

Pull your body down to the limbo!

Swish it under the shiny red line!

Raise it up! Don't overstep!

Or maybe you just might lose your hips!

And a one and a two!

Green light! Step right through!

Don't you see how close you are?

Just a little more and it'll all be cool!

Now you see is a big X wall.

How would you cross such a bad taste of art?

Oh wait! It reversed its way!

Leaving a valuable hole in the diamond!

Go all out and rush at it!

All you got to do is jump at it and squeeze right through.

Touma screamed as he crashed into the floor. He skids a little to a stop as he finally left the laser corridor. Touma took multiple deep breaths after being through such madness. His lungs are burning from the sudden amount of exertion he made in those long seconds. He had managed through without a single scratch. God, how did he manage to get through? Is it by reaction time? Is it just by sheer luck? Well, God knows. Accelerator raised an eyebrow to Touma's little dance as the oxygen deprived boy got up onto his feet.

Now Touma looked around for a switch to disable the lasers. He barely noticed Accelerator starting his entry into the corridor. "Wait!" A laser touched Accelerator only to double back to its source, destroying it. One by one, the lasers self destructed as Accelerator casually walked through unharmed. It pissed off the Illusion Breaker. "Didn't you say you can't reflect lasers?" Touma stated loudly.

Accelerator gave a cocky grin. "I lied. I wanted to see you make a fool of yourself." That's rather….sadistic.

"That could have gotten me killed!" That was Touma's reply.

"So? Do I care about your life?" Accelerator wasn't moot on the point.

"Fukou Da…" Touma wanted to bash this ignorant Accelerator but other matters are pressuring him to move on. "Let's get this over with." They pressed on in their mission.

Accessing security systems…

Camera Systems activated.

Multiple targets detected.

Primary armament acquired.

Beginning search and destroy parameters.

Touma and Accelerator entered the control room. The place is furnished with several desks and computers. A glass window portrayed the storage area outside. The room was empty. The place is clean of past activity. Everything looks organized and placed well like the chairs, keyboards and monitors. It looked like an organized abandoning of the entire warehouse. To both of them, they knew it isn't something good. It could be a trap, maybe a bomb or maybe an ambush or maybe just nothing. There is no time to speculate. Touma looked for what should be the main console. Accelerator was impatient. "Find it already. I don't want to waste my time here." He took a seat at one of the empty chairs.

Touma found the console at a corner. Geez, what's with him? He checked the computer and it was still on. The screen was empty of untouched work. He accessed the computer system to search for the storage location of the prototype. "Okay…it's stored at the section 25-B. He can perhaps use one of these cranes to extract it out from the shelves. It makes things a little easier and faster that way. He keyed in his intentions into the computer program. The task was quite easy since the program had a very user friendly graphic user interface system. He can hear the whir of the motors outside in compliance. The computer kept him updated on its progress. One of the cranes moved to the right out of sight and a moment later, the computer displayed.

ITEM NOT FOUND

It puzzled him. Is this a hoax? The program clearly stated that the item exists in the inventory. He switched to the camera system to display the problem. It showed a helical container that was broken in half. The top half was on the floor which the crane could not identify as a whole product. This is bad. He switched through the cameras when he heard gunfire. It's got to be the Sisters! On the last camera, he found the sisters attacking a blur of movement. "Come on Accelerator! It's down there!" Accelerator kept his mouth quiet as they made haste with the gunfire intensifying.

The closer they got, the intensity of the gunfire began to die down. That didn't sound good. Touma prayed. Don't let any of them die! The two former enemies reached the battlefield to see a Sister flying into a wall. She fell onto the ground, completely knocked out. The other Sisters were also sprawled about, injured and unconscious. All of them are down. Standing in the middle of the mess is a human sized man, dressed in a simple black shirt and military pants. His face is shielded by a crude metal mask except his red eyes. His height is the same to them, a rather short for a developed weapon. In his hands is a large machine gun. It looked at the two of them. It gave a mechanical tone. "Target: Kamijou Touma, beginning extermination."

Misaka Mikoto left the manga store. It's been a day since her discovery of Touma's affair. Her heart hurts but a day of time and the support of her friends have whittled it down a little. It doesn't matter Misaka. You're done with him.

He still cares for you. Don't lose faith easily. An angelic thought appeared.

He betrayed you. Even if you did forgive him, he'll betray you again! The Devil Misaka appeared.

A mistake forgiven is a lesson learnt. An Angelic assurance.

A mistake forgiven is a bigger avenue for mistakes. The Devil's warning.

Misaka threw these thoughts aside. This is too annoying. She doesn't want to think about it, not now. She noticed a young girl running towards her. Why does she look like…me? She then recalled the information Misaka Imouto or rather Misaka 10032 provided a while back. She's Last Order. She shouldn't be out alone. Apparently Last Order is searching for her as she was on a course directly towards her. She seems…stressful.

Misaka asked as they entered conversation range. "What happened?"

Last Order said between breaths. "The Sisters, need your….help….Accelerator and Kamijou san…are in trouble…Misaka Misaka begs…for help."

She is surprised. They must have been doing something behind her back. Something dangerous even the former top esper is having trouble. She wanted to help instantly but was cut short by one fact. That idiot's there too… She hesitated as her heart squeezed tightly. Can she take it to seeing him? Or would she just fall apart with just a gaze at him?

"Please…" Last Order panted.

Misaka Mikoto made her choice. "Let's go!" They started to save the other Sisters. Even if I did see that idiot, I'll just kill him!

SPRATATATATATAT!

Kamijou dived behind the cover of large boxes as a wave of bullets went his way. Accelerator stood his ground, reflecting the incoming projectiles back. The prototype is fast, moving like a blur and dodging the reflected bullets while maintaining its own attack. Accelerator challenged. "Come on come on! This is child's play!" He kicked a crate by the side into a flying start.

The Weapon ducked before it resumed its ineffectual attack. Accelerator found the attacks not a problem. It won't be until a good long fifth teen minutes. That is considerably very long when you are against the top esper in Academy City. "Give me something interesting!" He stomped the floor, sending a shockwave along the ground. It leapt up into the air as Accelerator sent an air burst with a kick. Its defence was throwing the machinegun to become its meat shield.

It landed safely but it knew its chances against Accelerator are slim and decreasing as battle prolongs. It cannot only defend. It must attack. It grabbed at a box and threw it at Accelerator. Accelerator merely deflected it aside which nearly struck Touma in the process. "Watch it!" Touma yelled.

"Don't interrupt my fight!" Accelerator snapped back as he started sending crates as bullets. The prototype sidestepped multiple times as it avoided the attacks. It grabbed the last incoming box and reversed the momentum by using itself as a pivot. It threw back the box and Accelerator broke it to pieces with a kick. Fragments of electronics and cardboard scattered as the weapon began to move again. This time, it went in between the racks and out of sight.

Touma attended to the nearest Sister as Accelerator grit his teeth in the predator's grin. "I'm coming for you!" The esper went on as Touma inspected for injuries. The Sisters are still knocked out cold but the injuries are relatively light varying from bruises to concussions. They'll be fine. He stood back up and began chasing after those battling two.

Accelerator walked casually among the row of storage racks deeper within the warehouse. He said out loud in contempt. "Come out come out wherever you are… I want to see you in bits and pieces." Naturally, there is no reply. It is waiting for the time to strike. The motors up above on the ceiling moved in their business. Accelerator scanned among the rows. This is so troublesome. This weapon is unarmed and incapable of fighting against Accelerator with his vector controlling abilities. Still, it will attempt to find a solution and win. To Accelerator, that is just futile. It is mere resistance before destruction. Accelerator caught a glint of reflection from one of the racks. "There you are!" Accelerator kicked one of the racks next to him. It toppled the others in a domino fashion. The glint vanished as the racks collapsed and scattered a large mess. Accelerator observed from where he stood. There is nothing. Accelerator taunted. "Playing dead are you?"

The answer to that came from the ceiling. A large wooden crate fell from one of the cranes positioned right above him. Accelerator crushed the crate to reveal another surprise. In the broken bits of the crates spilled out grenades. The force naturally caused them to detonate, splashing Accelerator in a burst of shrapnel. The Weapon appeared out of its hiding spot from the other side of the mess, firing a new machine gun as its primary weapon. Accelerator deflected all of those attacks without problem but it can cause certain complications such as draining a lot of energy from a particular device.

Accelerator felt the battery power of the choker dropping significantly. Multiple pronged attacks require multiple calculations simultaneously. This increases the output demand thus requiring additional power from the battery supply in order to accommodate accordingly. Accelerator grit his teeth as his fight turned more pressing. Accelerator shot to the right, aiming for a close combat battle. The Weapon's weapons are only meant to buy time. The factor of time will decide the battle. Once Accelerator gets close enough, he would be able to take it out with one hit.

The Weapon maintained its attack from its standstill position atop the rack. Accelerator shot up as Touma entered the battlefield. The barrage of bullets forced the level zero to hide behind other racks and advance at a slower rate. The Prototype ducked under a kick which caused the wall behind it to break. It backed away while maintaining a burst of bullets now and then at Touma. Accelerator yelled as he lunged in an attack. "Fight like a real man!" Accelerator managed to get close and struck a punch from above. It used the gun as its shield, shattering it to bits. The force though remains strong enough to cause the entire rack below them to break and fall.

Accelerator landed unharmed as the weapon maintained a relatively undamaged posture. Instead of remaining defensive, it shot forward as it pulled out a trump card. "Accessing public address system…, activating Capacity Down." Speakers invisible to the naked eye blared screechy music that sought to irritate the human ear. For espers depending on their strengths, it can be a crippling weapon.

Accelerator could not form a defence as the sudden burst of Capacity Down disabled him. He can't attempt to control his ability without risk of suicide. The weapon pulled back its fist and

Bam!

Accelerator went flying into a pile of large boxes. Several of those then fell atop him, burying him out of the fight. Touma now was close enough to get into close quarters combat. The weapon now turned to Kamijou Touma. Touma tightened his fist as it spoke. "Resuming termination." It started to run into a charge.

"I'll break you for hurting all of them!" Touma charged as well. The weapon became a blur but Touma could predict its movements. How could he know? He doesn't but he just did. He pulled himself to the side. He felt the swish of the air cut by a robotic punch. His own attack went through, striking the chest. It felt soft as flesh as the Imagine Breaker broke something. The Weapon retreated quickly from the impact. Is this magic? Touma figured. His Imagine Breaker did something and it apparently stopped the fast movements of the prototype weapon. From what it feels, I think my hits will be able to take it out. His further tinkering was cut short as he was attacked again.

Touma pulled back to avoid a fist to the head. He then sidestepped left as he attempted to prepare his own counterattack. The speed however is too fast this time for him to follow up, receiving a hard blow to the stomach. He flew and smacked into the hard metal of one of the rack's support column. It hurt a lot as he tried to get up. He barely had time as it was already starting another series of attacks. He pulled his head left to avoid a face crushing hit. The column broke and the rack began to fail. Touma kicked back at the chest, pushing him and it away from the collapse.

Touma observed his enemy as he took his own status check. He is starting to get tired as well from all the fighting and the laser dodging prior to that. His opponent however does not look unfazed at all. It will outlast me if I don't beat it. The way for Touma to win would be to inflict critical blows at the right time to minimize consumption of stamina. That would mean a defensive battle. However, if that prototype decides to retrieve another machine gun from wherever it found them, then Touma would automatically lose. He can't let that happen and a defensive battle would not help him do that. One might say that an offense is a good defence but sometimes, there is a time for both is to be used wisely.

Touma waited as it charged in a run. It attacked with a mid height swinging kick. Touma stepped back and tried to close in for a fist fight. The weapon blocked Touma's punch using its elbow and forced him back. Touma ducked under a counter for the face and struck the chest area several times. The Weapon backed away, apparently taking the attack as real damage. A few more hits might be able to create an opening for him! Touma pulled back this time into a defence. It swung a fast low kick which Touma leapt over. He went down with an overhead punch in the face.

CRACK!

His hand hurt from striking the metal face but it certainly did damage. The crack of metal along the mask's brow line attested to that. The weapon pulled at the damaged mask and pulled it free. Now's the chance! Touma charged forward to finish off the battle. As the mask fell, Touma had a surprise. He had a really big surprise. "Yori?"

Yori Tamotsu's face was staring eye to eye with him in a poker face. Having surprised Touma, the Weapon utilized the chance and grabbed Touma by the neck. It lifted him off his feet in a choke. Touma was helpless in such a position, losing air by the second. Yori smashed him hard onto the floor. Touma felt his bones nearly breaking from the slam. Everything almost went black from it. It was a surprise he could stay conscious at all. Yori raised his right fist to smash Touma's face to mush.

"Stop!"

The killing blow missed, striking hard onto the concrete beside the Illusion Breaker's head. It cracked from the blow as both boys turned to see Misaka Mikoto. She stood still, her finger sparking and ready to fire the Railgun. A little back, a young girl with brown hair was watching in anxiety. Both sides are surprised to see each other.

Yori's neck twitched with a pause. "BIOS Error A6…System….failure...engaging immediate shutdown." The Weapon collapsed onto Touma, unconscious. The battle had taken an anticlimactic end.

Misaka and Last Order rushed towards both him and Accelerator in worry. Touma laid his head down, feeling the human weight atop of him. What happened to you Yori?