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The Trinity of Tokiwadai
Chapter Thirty: Malevolent Biohazard - Delving into the Colony
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Kazari walked alongside Misaka-san, Namikaze-san, and Shirai-san as they pushed through the unexpected crowd of reporters that had gathered outside Saten-san's house. There were so many of them that Saten-san had arranged for some tentage to be set up on her front lawn to accommodate them all.
"Looks like a press conference," Namikaze-san noted, gesturing to the podium and stage set up at the front of the tent.
"A pretty big one." Misaka-san agreed, nodding towards the large number of milling reporters and the many rows of seats set up for them.
"Any clue what she's announcing?" Shirai-san asked Kazari a little too loudly and catching the attention of a number of nearby journalists who after recognizing the group focused all their attention to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Namikaze-san gave Kazari's fellow Judgement officer a deadpan stare, "Thanks."
"It's not that big a deal Namikaze-san, Saten-san didn't tell me anything either." Kazari confessed. "You should know how much she likes her surprises."
Most of the reporters seemed to deflate a little at this and lose interest in the group of friends, but a young reporter didn't seem to take the hint and pushed pass her colleagues and set a beeline towards them.
"As always, vultures." The pigtailed blonde shrugged. "Remember Sempai, try to smile."
"I don't need media advice from you, Usagi." Misaka-san scowled. "Besides she's an idiot so let's just scare her off."
Before anyone could object, Misaka-san starting sparking and sent the young woman a glare.
The reporter gulped at the display and took a step back in shock, before seeming to reconsider her decision to seek an interview with the Trinity and quickly scurried off to parts unknown.
"Onee-sama," Shirai-san moaned, shaking her head in disapproval.
"Misaka-san, that was a little mean."
Namikaze-san just chuckled as Misaka-san seemed to wilt at the disapproval her actions had engendered.
"Stop laughing Chibi!" Misaka demanded, her face red in emabarrasment.
"Man, you are so predictable. What's next? Going to run into your special somebody next?"
Misaka-san's face turned as bright as a tomato at that.
"Sh-Shut up!"
Strangely enough, Shirai-san wasn't acting up at the mention of Misaka-san liking Kamijou-san. Well, not in the way Kazari expected anyways. Instead of going on about how she already had herself or how she could do better, she was looking around warily as if he could suddenly pop out of nowhere.
I wonder if this is Shirai-san growing up or regressing? Kazari thought with a sweatdrop.
"Relax, Shirai-san, he isn't here." Namikaze-san informed the teleporter. "There's no way Kiyama-sensei would let him anywhere near Saten-chan if she can help it. He's pretty much our antithesis."
"Good," Shirai-san said firmly. "At least she's good for something."
Kazari blinked in confusion. Shirai-san was worried about Saten-san? Why? What was going on here?
Her confusion must have been clear on her face because Misaka-san looked at her with shock.
"You don't know, Uiharu-san?"
"Know what?" Kazari frowned, a small pit growing in her stomach.
"That Kamijou's [Imagine Breaker] can basically kill Saten-chan if it connects." Namikaze-san leaned in to whisper into Kazari's ear.
"What!?" Kazari gasped. "But she never said it would be that bad!"
"She told you?" Shirai-san asked with a quirked brow.
"Yeah, but all she said is that it would shut down her powers."
"Um, Uiharu-san, you do realize Saten does most of her thinking in the AIM body she creates with her powers right?" Misaka-san told her quietly, eying the circling journalists warily. "Imagine what would happen if her powers suddenly cut out."
Kazari didn't want to. The likely consequences were terrifying enough that she didn't want to even contemplate it.
Fortunately for the computing genius, this was the time that Kiyama-sensei and Saten-san decided to start their conference.
Edasaki-san stepped out onto the stage. She bowed to the crowd, before with microphone in hand she addressed the attendees.
"The press conference is about to begin," The telepath said with surprising confidence. "Could you all please take your seats."
Namikaze-san patted her shoulder as they followed Edasaki-san's instructions, "Don't you worry your pretty flower head, Uiharu-chan! It's not like they have a reason to come into contact. So everything will be alright."
Kazari wasn't fully convinced but nodded nonetheless. She could grill her best friend for details later. In the meantime, she had a press conference to attend. That and she was distracted more than she would like to admit by the dress her friend on stage was wearing. She was wearing a gorgeous black high-low tulle dress, with an illusion neckline and with various pretty designs done in applique the details of which she was too far away to see clearly.
I want one...
"Why is Edasaki-san the emcee?" Shirai-san asked curiously as they all settled into seats in the last row.
"Because Sensei is a penny pincher. Rather than pay money for professionals, she roped us all in to help instead." Izumi-san said as he stepped up to them and gestured to the rest of his siblings and even Haruue-san acting as ushers.
"And she didn't ask us?" Kazari asked, a little hurt.
"Only 'cause Rui-nee invited you guys before she could." Saten-san's younger brother informed them with a sigh. "You guys are so lucky."
"Least you aren't wearing cute little bowties." Namikaze-san teased with mirth, gesturing to the uniform that the boy was wearing. "They would so go with the suit."
"She tried." Izumi-san said with dead eyes. "Thankfully Rui-nee said it would be too much."
"Too bad she couldn't save your sisters from all being dressed up like dolls." Misaka-san noted while waving her hand at Khulan-san who was wearing a peach colored ribbon tie dress. Her sisters were likewise dressed in various pretty dresses and made up to look like models.
"You can blame Rui-nee for that," Izumi-san said with a sigh. "She's let Sensei play dress up with her so much that she couldn't really object. At least the twins got out of it."
"Where are Febrie-chan and Janie-chan anyways?" Kazari asked, not seeing the little angels anywhere.
"Shinobu-san took them out for the morning."
"Aw," The blonde Level 5 pouted. No doubt wanting to spoil the twins just as much as any of them would. Kazari was herself a little disappointed that she wouldn't get a chance to play with Saten-san's little darlings.
Any further conversation was interrupted when Izumi-san caught sight of the look Fujii-san was sending him. Wincing at the reprimanding glare from his elder sister, he quickly said his goodbyes and went back to work.
It wasn't long until Saten-san stepped up to the podium, wearing a fashionable sky blue skirt suit. She looked very professional and Kazari couldn't help but ooh a little bit.
In contrast, Kiyama-sensei was dressed as boringly as usual in her skirt, blouse and lab coat.
That considered, it was perhaps no surprise that it was Saten-san that stepped up to the podium to address the reporters.
As she began speaking, Kazari couldn't help the excitement she felt as her mind raced with the possibilities.
It was after the press conference, and the Trinity and gang were milling around the tentage waiting to talk to Saten-san as the reporters filed out to write up their reports.
"A new Level Upper network, huh? You know, I'm disappointed it's not more mad science-y." Misaka-san admitted while scratching her cheek in embarrassment. "I mean, Kiyama-sensei is pretty close to being the stereotypical mad scientist isn't she?"
"I wish I could deny that," Saten-san said as she finally made it over, while offering a tired wave to the news crew she'd just finished speaking with. "But Kaa-san really does fit the mold doesn't she?"
"Considering she's essentially revived the Level Upper Network, I don't see why the label wouldn't fit." Shirai-san added. "You sure the 'problems' have been fixed?"
That had been a key concern raised by several reporters during the news conference. They had asked many questions about whether the issues it faced during the 'failed Alpha', namely how it caused people to enter comas, was resolved.
Kazari had been confused at how the Level Upper Incident had suddenly been rebranded as nothing more than a 'failed Alpha test' but her friends had just sighed in annoyance and muttered unhappily about the City's higher ups and their ability to spin even the worst atrocities into something good.
"As told to the reporters, the bugs have been fixed and we've tested the new network vigorously on willing candidates. We've made a lot of progress with it." Saten-san smiled a little.
"And just who would be willing to test it out?" Shirai-san asked, unconvinced and scoffing as Saten-san's eyes drifted to her siblings. "Besides your siblings! Because ten people aren't anywhere near a big enough test group."
"Desperate people that want power. Mainly Level 0s. And of course for those who rode a power high when they were linked to the Network last time too. The majority was a success."
"The majority?" Misaka-san pressed.
"We had some injuries due to people underestimating their enhanced powers and some from the strain the network put on their personal reality," Saten-san admitted. "But it was all treatable and in the end, almost every volunteer walked away satisfied."
"That's cool and all, but I have a question." Namikaze-san said, raising her hand teasingly. "Who gave you the idea to do this? Rolling out a Dark Side system into the mainstream? It doesn't seem like something you'd do on your own initiative, Miss 'I like to keep all the secrets'."
"Of course you would ask that." Saten-san sighed. "And really, am I that bad?"
"No, but that's why it's called a tease, silly." Namikaze-san said with a smirk. "Now answer my question."
Curious as well, Kazari and the others nodded too.
"Mm, ganging up on me." Saten-san muttered before saying, "You are correct. I didn't come up with this idea on my own. It's actually Monaka-sama's price for helping to smooth over the aftermath of the Level Upper Incident."
"And you're sure it's going to be safe?" Misaka-san asked, rehashing the most important point once more.
Saten-san sighed at that, but nevertheless gamely replied. "Yes, it's precisely to ensure its safety that I'm on its development team. No one, not even Kaa-san, knows the system better than I do."
"Then that's all I needed to hear." Namikaze-san winked, "After all, Saten-chan wouldn't lie to us, right?"
Misaka-san and Shirai-san weren't as easily convinced.
Seeing that, Saten-san gave another sigh and tried another tack.
"Look, I don't like this idea much myself. Personally I think the system should be abandoned altogether but Monaka-sama insisted that something good can be made out of it." The [AIM Sovereign] confessed. "That said, I'm taking the job seriously and have insisted on the inclusion of multiple safeguards such as separate 'servers' for users to make it difficult to take control of the whole system at any given time while also ensuring the boost while still significant is not excessive. This makes it more a developmental aid rather than an artificial booster."
"It won't get rid of the room for abuse entirely." Namikaze pointed out.
"Of course not. Every system has room for abuse," Saten-san agreed with a shrug. "We just need to be cautious and try our best to prevent it or keep it to a minimum."
The others all exchanged a look at that, before one by one, some more reluctantly than others they nodded.
"I guess that's the best we can hope for?" Misaka-san said with a frustrated but resigned sigh.
"Yeah," Namikaze-san noted with a slight frown of her own. "But enough sigh inducing stuff. Seriously, we're not old ladies here, girls! Anyone up for doing something fun instead? Maybe one of Sempai's arcades?"
"Heh," Misaka-san smirked, "First good idea you've had in a while, Chibi. I know the perfect-huh?"
She was cut off when her phone rang.
"You should answer that, Sempai." Saten-san said somberly. "It's important."
"Oi, stop tapping into my calls." The irate Level 5 huffed and picked it up. "Hello?"
Mikoto had been thinking the whole time since she'd learned that the press conference was about a new mainstream version of the Level Upper network about whether it was really possible to turn something created on the blood drenched Dark Side into something that was actually useful for people.
Every interaction she had with the Dark Side showed her how screwed up the world really was and a glimpse at how much worse it could be. It made her nervous something could happen to Saten again if she wasn't careful.
On the flipside, it also got her thinking about how good things in Academy City could easily be twisted to some sinister purpose. After all, if the Level Upper could be made into something useful then what was stopping the inverse from being true as well?
These were the thoughts going through her mind even as she teased the Chibi. It was therapeutic as usual, as was their typical banter. Even if they didn't fully lift the dark cloud over her head, at least it took the edge off it.
"Heh," She said, trying to imitate the Number 2's infamous playful smirk. "First good idea you've had in a while, Chibi. I know the perfect-huh?"
She was interrupted from making her suggestion that they go to her favourite arcade when her phone rang.
"You should answer that, Sempai." Saten-san said somberly, setting alarm bells ringing in Mikoto's head. "It's important."
Okay, whatever this call is about, it's going to be bad. Mikoto noted with a nervous gulp.
"Oi, stop tapping into my calls." Mikoto said with all her false bravado. There was no need to alarm Kuroko or Uiharu-san.
Just barely suppressing the tremble in her hands as she handled her phone, she picked up the call.
"Hello?"
"Onee-sama, greets Misaka in a nervous yet excitable tone. Your assistance is required, says Misaka informatively." The voice of one of her clones said across the airwaves, sending a chill down her spine.
"What? Is something wrong?"
"It is best not to discuss this over an unsecured line, Misaka says as she looks around furtively for eavesdroppers." The clone replied in a barely audible whisper. "The Man may be listening, says Misaka in a conspiratorial tone."
"Wha-?"
"Something the matter, Misaka-san?" Uiharu-san asked, with a worried little frown.
"It's nothing we need to worry about," Saten cut in, giving Mikoto a look.
Yeah, message received. Whatever the Sisters want, don't involve Uiharu-san. Got it. Mikoto replied, in a quick burst of morse code.
Saten nodded in stern agreement.
Mikoto fought a sigh as she turned to the rest of the group. "Sorry guys, looks like something came up. I've gotta go. Check in with you all later?"
Kuroko and Uiharu-san looked confused but nodded nonetheless, in contrast Saten and Namikaze were busy having a staring match. It seemed the information broker was busy filling the blonde on what was going on somehow.
Wish she'd do me a solid and tell me about it too.
"Alright, I got to go now. Chat later!" Mikoto said as she took her leave.
"Bye-Bye Sempai!" Namikaze cheekily waved. Mikoto could tell, just looking at that demonic little smile of hers she had a barb on the tip of her tongue. Thankfully she held it. Huh, goes to show even a Chibi can learn a trick or two.
Her phone buzzed and she looked down at the text.
[I'll save it for next time, good luck!]
...Damn you to hell! Are you a mind reader now or something?!
Ignoring the blonde's teasing, she put her phone back to her ear.
"Done, Onee-sama? Misaka asks impatiently."
"Yeah."
"Then meet us in fifteen minutes at the Joseph's Coffee and Restaurant along Mikami Street and we'll talk there, Misaka says seriously," the clone said in its unchanging voice. "There shouldn't be any spies there, Misaka says confidently. At least not any more than the usual, Misaka says in resignation."
"Uh, okay?" Misaka said uncertainly, thrown off by the sheer crazy seeping into her clone's voice. "See you there."
The only response was the dial tone and Mikoto growled in annoyance at her clone's impolite behavior.
"I'm so sitting them down one day and teaching them proper manners." The Electromaster said under her breath as she started sprinting towards the nearest light rail station. She needed to hurry if she wanted to make it to the meet up in time.
Mikoto walked into the family restaurant only to greeted by the smiling manager.
"Ah! Misaka-san, we've been expecting you." The man said with a strained smile. "Your clones are this way."
"H-How?"
"I know about the clones?" The man said with an amused shake of his head as he led her towards the back of the restuarant's sitting area, "Your friend Saten-san brought one over for breakfast and introduced her as such. Of course, my colleague was skeptical but this batch confirmed it."
"Saten is hanging out with one of my clones!?"
"Yes, she and Accelerator-san seemed to have adopted her." The man added with a smile. "They've been back a few times, apparently the little one likes the food. They honestly look very cute together."
"...I don't know how I feel about that." Mikoto knitted her brow in thought. Saten could have made mention of that at least. And little one? Last she checked her clones were her height.
I really need to talk to her about her habit of keeping secrets to surprise us with later. Mikoto mused with a shake of head. After I pump her for information on this 'little' clone of me.
Her thoughts were derailed however when one of her normal sized Sisters rushed over and without warning gave her a hug.
"Ohayo, Onee-sama, Misaka greets warmly," the clone said in their characteristic monotone even as she tightened the hug. "Misaka is thrilled to see you, Misaka admits shyly."
"Uh, hi?" Mikoto replied awkwardly.
"Honestly, 11118, chides Misaka," One of the other clones huffed as she too walked up. "Hogging Onee-sama to herself, Misaka says while feeling jealous."
E-Eh? What's going on with them? Mikoto blinked in confusion. Why were the people she knew so weird? Wait, since they're clones of her does that make her weird? ...No, best not go down that rabbit hole.
"10287, 11118, both of you stop it, Misaka demands while sighing in exasperation." A third clone said, while cradling a familiar black cat. "Please do not embarrass us by showcasing your eccentricities, Misaka insists."
"Ah, you're 10032. Heh, still have that cat, huh?" Mikoto smiled at the little cutie in her clone's arms. She wanted to pet it, but her AIM field would probably bother it. "What's his name?"
"Name? Misaka asks in confusion." The clone said looking down at her pet.
"Ah, like a number, Misaka states aloud in understanding." 11118 chirps while nodding enthusiastically.
"Onee-sama is so smart, Misaka said admiringly." 10287 chimed in. Was it Mikoto's imagination or were there stars in her eyes? Was that dairy cow blonde taking her over?
The Level 5 turned to the restaurant manager to get a second opinion only to see he'd made himself scarce. She couldn't blame him. Her clones were seriously weird.
"Names are just meaningless labels, Misaka says disdainfully," a fourth Sister said as she walked up to the group. "More importantly, let's all head back to our table and get started, Misaka adds impatiently."
"Don't be a sourpuss 13579, Misaka shoots back angrily." 11118 said, while sticking out her tongue at the new arrival.
Okay, calling them by their numbers is getting confusing. I'm just going to give them nicknames and use those. Hmm… 11118 is kinda active for a Sister, so how about Genki Girl? Mikoto thought to herself with an amused smile.
"No wonder you gained one point seven kilograms, Misaka gloats at her fellow Sister's growing mass." 10287 said, jumping to Genki Girl's defense. "Misaka is totally not jealous at the fact that most of that went to her boobs, not at all, Misaka whispers to herself."
And this is actually happening. I guess it's how siblings interact, right? Mikoto thought to herself distractedly. It was the best way to preserve her own sanity in the face of this spiraling discussion, even as she inspected the accused clone closely. Her breasts did look a touch bigger than the rest.
Damn 10287 is right! Does this mean I need to eat more to get my own boobs to grow? Mikoto thought as she looked at her less than impressive bosom with frustration.
"Don't be such a tsundere, 10287, Misaka counters." 13579 replied defensively while crossing her arms over her bust. "Besides, if Misaka is growing faster than the rest of the Sisters, it's almost certainly because of some conspiracy of the Man, Misaka says with confidence."
Nice one! 10287 is Tsundere.
"Kuro, Misaka says after much consideration." 10032 said suddenly, interrupting her fellow clones' verbal spar.
Jumping onto the chance like the life preserver it was, Mikoto quickly applauded the choice, "Good choice, 10032. Simple but nice."
The newly named Kuro meowed happily in agreement.
"All of you stop, you are making us look bad in front of Onee-sama says Misaka angrily." A new clone said, stepping up to the group and shooting her fellows a disapproving look. "Besides, we're wasting time here, Misaka says thinking of the operational delay this is causing."
"Gotta agree with her guys, I love the show but can you tell me why you called?" Mikoto asked as the group finally got moving again and headed over to where the Level 5 spotted a few more of her clones were seated.
"Ah, Misaka apologizes as her cheeks turn red at humiliating herself in front of Onee-sama." Tsundere said, her cheeks dusted red and a pout on her face.
"Don't worry about it," Mikoto told her as comfortingly as she could manage. Geez, that look just reminded her of when the Usagi was pouty. Did she take lessons from the Chibi?
"Like I said, I found the whole thing fun to watch." The [Railgun] added with a smile to the clone, lifting its spirits in the process.
"Easy, Misaka stage whispers." Genki Girl said tauntingly.
"11118, Misaka said warningly." The last clone to arrive earlier said. "Stop being so antagonizing or Misaka will have to impose military discipline, Misaka adds cooly."
What's with all the military talk? Mikoto noted with amusement. I'm totally calling you Military Otaku.
"No need for that 12873, Misaka will be good, Misaka complies sheepishly." Genki Girl said with a shiver.
"Ohayo Onee-sama~!" The remaining Sisters said as one as the group finally made it to the table at the back of the restaurant the clones occupied.
"Hi everyone," Mikoto greeted back easily, as she took a seat and took a quick look among them. "Wow, there's ten of you here. Is that all of you in the City?"
"All except Last Order, Misaka dutifully informs." 10032 said while petting Kuro's head affectionately. "She's currently with Accelerator-sama and Saten-sama."
"They're having snacks to refuel their powers in the hospital cafeteria, Misaka adds," another of the clones added. "They'll be back to fighting forces of evil soon enough, Misaka adds with confidence."
Forces of evil? What?
"Hospital?"
"Accelerator-sama has just finished an appointment, Misaka explains." The same clone continued with the explanation. "He suffered some injuries while dispensing justice, Misaka says sadly, but thankfully Saten-sama was there to save him with the power of her love."
Okay… She's either a Sentai nut or a Mahou Shoujo otaku. I'll just go with Sentai for now…
"I heard about that from Saten," Mikoto said with a nod. "He's still not better?"
"No, Misaka says with a worried shake of her head." Another of the Sisters said. "Which is why we are so glad Saten-sama is there to take care of him and Last Order as well, Misaka says honestly."
"13579 is right, Misaka says in total agreement." 10032 said with a nod.
The other clones all made similar signs of agreement.
Why are they so worried about Accelerator any way? I don't get it.
Mikoto was tempted to ask, but thought better of it. She didn't think she would survive the experience with her sanity intact. Maybe she'd just ask Saten about it later. Unlike her clones, her friend would dumb it down into something she could understand without going mad. Probably.
"About this Last Order you guys keep talking about. She's living with Saten?"
"With Accelerator-sama actually, Misaka clarifies." Genki Girl spoke up. "But Saten-sama helps out. A lot. Misaka admits with some chagrin at Accelerator-sama's lack of parenting skills."
And Saten has more? That says a lot about Accelerator, none of which is good.
"No surprise there, she did already have experience from the twins I guess. That said, just to check but one of you isn't secretly hiding with the Chibi too right?" Mikoto joked since it seemed the Sisters gravitated towards the Level 5s she knew.
"No, says Misaka as she shakes her head. Though Namikaze-sama has spotted us and chatted amicably with some of us on occasion, Misaka happily notes." One of the more 'normal' Sisters said.
I think the Chibi has an admirer. Mikoto mused as she asked, "Okay, since we're all here. Let's get this Misaka Meeting started, okay?"
"Onee-sama made a pun, Misaka notes while trying not to burst out laughing." Tsundere said, her lips twitching.
Everyone looked at her like she was crazy, even Mikoto. It wasn't that funny. Not that Tsundere seemed to care, as she pretended not to notice and switched back to her cool facade.
"Ehm, coughs Misaka professionally as she starts this meeting." 10032 announced, "the Misakas have gathered because of a concern that has arise with regards to a company named Parasol, notes Misaka with a hint of contempt."
"Parasol? Isn't that the company famous for its pharmaceuticals?" Mikoto asked.
"Parasol is known nowadays mainly for developing bioweapons, Misaka corrects." Military Otaku huffed. "Cowards, Misaka spits."
"Yeah, give me a good Powered Suit anyday, Misaka comments angrily." A previously silent clone said, pushing her finished plate away.
"Um, should we be talking about this here?" Mikoto pointed out as she looked around nervously. Especially since the Sisters were a little too loud for her tastes.
"We need not worry, Misaka reassures Onee-sama." 13577 said in a self-satisfied tone. "I've thoroughly swept the place for listening devices, Misaka proclaims proudly, the Man won't be able to hear us. Well, except for that man, Misaka reluctantly admits. I wish I had a scrambler though, Misaka adds wistfully."
Huh? That sounds like something a conspiracy nut would say… I guess I know what to call her.
"Ignore 13577, Misaka urges." 10032 said while everyone sighed at Conspiracy Nut's antics. "As for eavesdroppers, please rest assured, no one not authorized to know this can hear us, Misaka says meaningfully."
"In other words, anyone who is spying on us already knows all this?"
"Yes, unfortunately, Misaka notes unhappily." Military Otaku said with a resigned sigh. "The operation hasn't even started and our OpSec is already compromised, Misaka laments."
"Okay… You guys were talking about Parasol?"
"Parasol is an issue that needs to be addressed Onee-sama, Misaka beseeches." Sentai-chan clasped her hands together. "They are villains that need to be taken down for the betterment of the City, Misaka says with conviction with many stars and sparkles fluttering from her eyes."
"What did they do?"
"The Misaka Network has recently learned that they have acquired a copy of Onee-sama's DNA Map, Misaka hesitantly says." A second of the 'normal' Sisters said while fidgeting in her seat.
"...What?" Mikoto ground out, a scowl on her face as her clones looked away nervously. "How did this happen?"
"We are uncertain, Misaka says soothingly." 10032 said while shooting Mikoto a look to calm down, one shared by Kuro.
The twin glares from both the cat and its mistress did the trick and Mikoto took a deep breath, before replying. "You're looking into it?"
"Last Order has just asked Saten-sama to help, Misaka says," Genki Girl said.
"Then what do you need my help with?"
"We need your help to break into Parasol's facility and recover their data, Misaka says outlining the operation's objective." Military Otaku nodded. "We'll be a Misaka Strike Squad, says Misaka confidently."
"Still wish we had Powered Suits, Misaka adds sulkily."
She was talking about Powered Suits earlier too... She'll be Mecha Fan. I wonder if her and Uiharu-san would get along, that'd be nice. Wait, don't get distracted now. We've just got to the important stuff!
"Right, so we storm their base and destroy their database? That'll eliminate their access to my DNA Map?" Mikoto asked skeptically.
"Not completely, but it'll be a start and the rest of the Network as well as the City will work on the rest, Misaka clarifies." Genki Girl said with a nod.
"We'll show the way and the others will follow up, Misaka declares confident that the Network's bravery will spur others to join their just cause. So let's Henshin and rollout Misaka notes eagerly." Sentai-chan said, bouncing in her seat.
Yeah… I got it right, she's Sentai-chan alright.
"One last thing before that," Mikoto said even as the Sisters began to get up. "Why me? I mean, you guys are in contact with Saten and Accelerator. Why not ask them to help you? Or Namikaze, she's done this stuff before."
"This is a Misaka problem, says Misaka. Therefore Onee-sama should be with us, says Misaka wholeheartedly and feeling bashful at the confession." Tsundere said with a blush.
"That and because both Saten-sama and Accelerator-sama have qualms with fighting any Misakas, Misaka admits while feeling apologetic for their part in traumatizing Saten-sama and Accelerator-sama." 10032 said, looking genuinely sad. "And considering the situation, that is a likely possibility, Misaka concludes."
"And I won't?"
"You're less likely to freeze up at least, Misaka offers uncertainly." One of the more normal clones said.
"Why not Namikaze then?"
The clones looked at each other before with a put upon sigh Genki Girl replied, "We don't trust the Superintendent's agent, Misaka admits."
Mikoto was somewhat offended on Namikaze's behalf, but she could understand where the Sisters were coming from. After all, the Chibi's boss was the ultimate mastermind behind all their suffering during the Level 6 Shift.
"It's not Namikaze-sama's fault though, says Misaka while pouting." Tsundere frowned at the lack of trust in one of their saviors.
"Okay, I get it. So a family outing it is." Mikoto nodded.
"Good, then let's go, Misaka declares while gesturing to everyone to move out." Military Otaku said as she stood. "10032, 10039, 13579, 19090, stay behind as our reserves, Misaka orders. For the rest of you girls, hup to! Misaka orders like a drill sergeant."
I don't think I'll get used to this one. Mikoto sweatdropped at the Sister's take-charge attitude.
After securing Mikoto's agreement, the six sisters heading on the mission had led their confused progenitor to the light rail station and onto a train bound for District 23.
Geez, people really do like to stare. Mikoto noted of the attention their group garnered from the other commuters.
Well, we do look like septuplets. That'd be weird to anyone. Kaa-san would have a cow if that were the case, hehe. Mikoto giggled softly to herself.
"Onee-sama, this is our destination, Misaka says helpfully," Military Otaku said as she handed Mikoto a tablet.
It displayed data on Parasol's primary research facility, the Colony.
As she began flipping through the file, Mikoto noted it was located in District 23.
Guess that explains why we're heading there.
The lab apparently consisted of an administrative building on the surface that outwardly looked like an European colonial era mansion. This was however only the beginning, because it had three huge underground habitation sections. Each was self-contained, self-sufficient, with minimal connections to other sectors and an average population of roughly 6,000 at last census. They were designed to simulate a hypothetical off-world underground colony and to test its viability. Below this and unknown to the experimental habitats' inhabitants there was a hidden fourth section that had secret access to the other sections and the surface.
"How?"
Military Otaku just leaned over and hit a tab on the file that pulled up the facility's history. According to what it said, Parasol had been one of the earliest and biggest initial investors in Academy City, earning itself exclusive development rights to a huge chunk of the underground.
"But the people?" Mikoto asked in a whisper.
"Scroll down, Misaka advises." Military Otaku told her simply.
Doing so, the Level 5 was shocked to discover that the Colony's 15,000 initial inhabitants, had been considered a relatively small number of people during the large influx into the City in its early days and their presence were easily obscured.
Surely thousands of people disappearing would have been noticed!
Considering that Mikoto hadn't heard about it though, apparently it wasn't.
"Building such a facility and bringing in so many test subjects in secret. Parasol must be a very powerful company." Mikoto observed.
"It was, Misaka agrees." Conspiracy Nut said with a nod. She took a nervous look around the by now empty train before continuing, "but thanks to the efforts of the Man, it's fortunes have taken a dive lately, Misaka adds. They apparently offended the Superintendent or someone like him I think, Misaka informs."
"I'm surprised the Chibi hasn't brought it down yet then."
"They're probably still useful, Misaka guesses." Genki Girl adds with a shrug.
"Yeah, since their fall from grace the cowards have shifted the company's focus to bioweapons development in a desperate attempt to save itself from bankruptcy, Misaka notes scornfully." Mecha Fan scoffed. "Like flesh will ever beat the strength of cold hard steel, Misaka says expressing her disdain."
"Alright, so once we're in we go nuts or do we have a specific goal in there?"
"The central labs in the secret research habitat, Habitat Zero, Misaka says," Military Otaku said pressing a few tabs on the file to call up the relevant data. "We'll need to access their systems from there to complete our objective, Misaka surmises."
Mikoto took a deep breath as she readied herself to once more jump into the breach. If Namikaze and Saten had to deal with this since they were little girls, then she should be able to do the same. If only so they didn't have to do this alone in the future. She was their sempai after all, she had a job to protect them.
"District 23: Parasol Science Park Station." The train's speakers announced suddenly, bursting Mikoto's little attempt to motivate herself for what lay ahead. "District 23: Parasol Science Park Station."
"We're here, let's do this, Misaka says with determination." Military Otaku said as the train pulled into the station, earning herself a ragged cheer from the other Sisters.
"Into the breach." Mikoto muttered to herself, steeling her nerves.
As Mikoto and her retinue of Sisters walked towards the Colony, they were greeted with with the might of the City's Dark Side on full display. The surface building was surrounded by hundreds of paramilitary troops, Powered Suits and even a collection of what Mikoto recognised as the Black Crow's tricycle tanks.
"Oh! Look at all those guns and their other gear, it's so professional, Misaka says admiringly." Military Otaku said, living up to her name as she gushed over all the military hardware on the scene. "And just look at the way they're carrying themselves, now these are real soldiers, Misaka says with a happy sigh at having the chance to see such an impressive sight."
"Hehehe, Misaka giggles exuberantly as she gazes upon the Type-149 Powered Suit, truly a classic but perfectly functional piece of machinery, Misaka says while trying to hold in a squeal." Mecha Fan stated.
"11132, 12873, cut it out, Misaka chides her Sisters." Conspiracy Nut said in a harsh whisper. "Don't let the Man manipulate you by playing to your interests, Misaka warns."
"You guys really have learned and branched out." Mikoto noted dryly.
"Of course we have, Onee-sama! Misaka says with a proud smile." Genki Girl replied. "Heaven Canceler told us it's good for us, Misaka adds."
Honestly? She was happy for them. They were trying their hardest to be individuals despite having something of a hivemind. It was admirable!
Even if the way they went about it was just plain weird.
Again though, why am I so normal compared to all the people I know?
Thankfully for her mood, Mikoto didn't get much chance to dwell on her observation as she was promptly confronted by a squad of paramilitaries being led by a slightly older girl.
The red eyed girl had long blonde hair that she had tied into twintails that were held in place with a pair of ribbon bows. She was dressed in a school uniform consisting of a grey pleated skirt, a matching waistcoat and a white short-sleeved blouse, the latter two of which were heavy accentuated by a multitude of buttons. It reminded Mikoto of the one the Dummy Check girl wore, but that was so long ago that she couldn't be completely sure. All in all, the girl didn't look much like a Dark Sider, but Mikoto had long since learned that looks could be deceiving.
"The [Railgun] and a bunch of her Sisters?" the girl sneered. "What the heck do you lot think you're doing here? Considering who you are, there's no doubt you know that this area has been declared off limits. So tell me why I shouldn't have you all arrested for illegal trespass?"
Okay, seriously, were my clones an open secret? It's ridiculous. Mikoto frowned. And what's with the girl's tone? She's so hostile, it's like I killed her puppy or something!
"We have business with Parasol, Misaka says with determination." Tsundere said while sparks began arcing off her forehead. "You will not stand in Onee-sama's way, Misaka adds threateningly."
"I wasn't asking the manufactured doll," The twintailed girl replied sharply.
"Hey! Don't call the Sisters dolls!" Mikoto shot back, bristling at the insult to her clones. Sparks crackled and the scent of ozone filled the air.
"I'll call them wha-"
"Fenette-san, that's enough." The familiar voice of Sequenzia-san said as she walked over flanked on either side by one of her Black Crow soldiers. "We'll take it from here."
The Usagi's friend? Awesome! Mikoto thought with some relief. She was a black ops unit, right? Hopefully they'd be willing to let them help take this place down.
"Screw off, Sequenzia! I've got this handled." Fenette countered indignantly.
"Last I checked, you are only here as part of your contract with Hound Dog. That means I outrank you in this situation. So be an obedient little freelancer and back down." The dark haired older girl noted coldly. "And using such language? How becoming of a lady of your fine breeding."
The blonde's fingers twitched as she made an abortive attempt to pull something out of her pockets, but eventually with one last glare at Mikoto, she compiled and marched off still visibly fuming. Her goon squad following dutifully after her.
"Thank you, Sequenzia-san." Mikoto said in gratitude.
The cool older girl cocked her hip and placed a hand on it, "What are you doing here, Misaka-san? You are just a civilian and this is the site of an active operation. I would kindly ask you to leave but since the other two thirds of the Trinity aren't known to respect the rules, I somehow doubt you will either. At least not from past experience."
Mikoto winced at the reminder of their last run-in and the disastrous end that had played out.
Distracted by her bitter trip down memory lane, it was Military Otaku who responded on their group's behalf.
"We're here to recover something that belongs to us from Parasol, Misaka explains." The military obsessed Sister offered.
"Do you have clearance? If you had Namikaze-san here I'd have her be responsible for you. Sadly, I do not see a single pigtailed blonde here."
"They're with me, isn't that good enough?"
"You do remember you're still a civilian, right? It doesn't matter how many Dark Side Incidents you've been part of. Without valid clearance or rank, you're still just a civilian."
I really need to ask Namikaze where to get a license for this or something? Mikoto grumbled.
"Then as a civilian Misaka would like to know why the City has deployed en masse to a research facility? Misaka asks as she eyes the suspiciously large deployment." Conspiracy Nut asked, pointing at the frankly massive amount of firepower securing the Colony.
Sequenzia-san opened her mouth but seemed to think twice about giving whatever canned reply the City had probably spun to cover up whatever was going on, instead she snapped her mouth shut and pondered for a moment.
"I guess with your experiences, you lot deserve the truth." The paramilitary leader said with a sigh.
"And our direct involvement, Misaka smugly points out." Conspiracy Nut added.
"That remains to be seen." Sequenzia-san countered with a cold frown on her face. "Anyways, we're all here because there's been a containment breach by Parasol's bioweapons."
"A breach? Down in the habitats?"
The older girl just nodded grimly.
"But there are thousands of people down there!" Mikoto shouted, alarmed at all those people being put in danger by whatever the unscrupulous company, and it had to be one if it was dabbling in bioweapons, had cooked up. "Why aren't you guys going down to rescue them?"
"We know. Unfortunately they're likely all already dead." The older girl said with a resigned air. "The City has written them off."
"What do you mean by that?" Mikoto demanded, electricity arcing off her as her anger spiked at the callous statement. "How do you know they're all dead?"
"That's the consensus our analysts have reached based on what access we have to the surviving surveillance equipment down there. The things that caused the kind of death toll we're talking about… we cannot let them out here in the City. If any of them get out, it would spell doom for everyone who lives here and I will never allow that."
"Things? Misaka asks warily," Genki Girl asked with a shiver. "What were Parasol working on down there? Misaka asks while not wishing to hear the answer."
"Abominations that should never have seen the light of day." Sequenzia-san said firmly.
"Bastards, why can't this City work on helping humanity instead of trying to kill it." Mikoto spat, her fists tightening.
"It is founded by amoral scientists, Misaka reminds Onee-sama." Tsundere spoke up.
Sequenzia-san gave the Sister a lazy, agreeing nod before changing the topic. "Moving on. In order to not risk the chance of the threat escaping into the City, the Directors have decided to cleanse the Colony by flooding it with radioactivity that'll kill all life inside it."
The Level 5 felt her heart twist as horror came to her face, "W-Wait! What about any survivors? Are you just going to condemn them to death too?"
"Like I said, our analysts concluded there aren't any left. Any that might have survived, are to be considered collateral damage. Look, I find that as distasteful as you do," Sequenzia-san confessed, looking genuine. "However, the risk to the rest of the City is too great. In this case, I have to agree with the Directors. Killing everything down there is our safest option."
"Please, if your bosses won't let you then give me a shot to try. There might still be some people down there begging just to get out. Are you really okay just killing them like that?"
"I would love to give you the chance, though I doubt you'd accomplish anything. That said, my opinion isn't-" Sequenzia-san said clinically but was cut off by a cutesy ringtone that made the older girl's lip curl.
"Apologies, I have to answer this." The older girl said, as she hastily accepted the call.
"Ladylee-sama? Wha-Yes, that's what she wants. Really? They've agreed? How? Oyafune-sama? That explains a lot. Very well, I'll let them know. Sequenzia signing off."
Her call ended, the paramilitary leader returned her attention to Mikoto.
"It looks like your wish has been granted, Misaka-san." Sequenzia-san informed her with a conflicted frown. "It seems the Directors are curious to see what you'll be able to achieve."
I don't know how I feel about that. Do they want me to succeed or just want me to fail? Mikoto paused, nervousness filling her mind.
"In fact, I think your support has just arrived."
At this the older girl pointed down the road. Tilting her head back to look at what had caught her eye, Mikoto was surprised to see a trailer truck driving up to them. One emblazoned with Saten's signature flower symbol.
"It seems Oyafune-sama, or perhaps Saten-san, has arranged for Maniple to provide your clones with the equipment they'll need."
"How suspiciously right on time, Misaka says with a sarcastic snort." Conspiracy Nut noted.
"13577, that's not fair, Misaka says scoldingly." Genki Girl addressed her fellow Sister. "Saten-sama probably arranged this the moment she learned what was going on from Last Order, Misaka reminds."
"Misaka thanks you for coming to aid us, says Misaka as she passionately applauds your timely arrival." Sentai-chan said to the truck driver with a broad smile on her face as it came to a stop on the curb right where they were standing.
"Just doing the stoic little jou-chan a favour, sparky jou-chan." The familiar voice of Kurozuma-san said as he jumped out the driver's cab.
Smacking the side of the trailer, he continued, "This baby is loaded to the brim with everything a team of plucky jou-chans could ever need to fight a war, so feel free to take your pick."
"Least it's better than that fancy van Namikaze gave you." The [Railgun] snorted.
"Hey, I get the best naps in that thing." Kurozuma-san cheekily pointed out.
Squenzia-san rolled her eyes, "Enough with your banter, if you wish to rescue people, get loaded up and move out. You have till 0800 tomorrow to finish your mission or whatever the outcome, the City is going to purge the Colony's habitats."
"That's half a day from now!" Mikoto protested.
"Hence, why you should hurry. At least your clones seem to get it." Sequenzia-san said gesturing to the Sisters, who were all eagerly rushing into the trailer to pick out what they wanted.
Mikoto blinked at their enthusiasm for a moment before sighing in resignation and joining them. She didn't know how to use a gun, but surely there was something inside that she could use right?
"Hasta La Vista. says Mikoto in a badass tone." Military Otaku said in the Sisters' usual deadpan voice, hefting up two railguns at once. "Misaka fill be firing all her lasers, she says with glee."
"Your one-liners are boring, Misaka points out, not jealous at all at how 12873 is showing off to Onee-sama." Tsundere pointed out as she held onto an assault rifle while sorting through a stack of ammo clips and grenades she'd procured. "And put that second rifle down, Misaka demands. The recoil from one is bad enough, try using two at once and Misaka'll likely break both her arms."
"Aw, Misaka whines in disappointment." Military Otaku said as she obeyed and passed her second rifle to Genki Girl who smiled broadly as she took the weapon and began adjusting its sights to suit her.
"Teehee, Misaka giggles! This is why Mecha are the best, Misaka gloats." Mecha Fan said as she started up the lone Powered Suit in the otherwise expansive arsenal Maniple had brought to bear. A model that Mikoto recognised as the one Saten had used extensively as golems during the Silent Party Incident. It seems Maniple had been so impressed with them that they'd duplicated her design for their own use.
"Stop moving, you idiot, Misaka demands." Conspiracy Nut shouted at Mecha Fan as she began testing out the mobility of her new machine. "Misaka is still loading the backpack with supplies, Misaka informs crossly."
"Sorry, Misaka apologises." Mecha Fan replied as she stilled. "Could 13577 check the connections on the spare batteries for the gatling laser too? Misaka asks shyly, aware she was asking too much."
"Fine, just stop moving and making it difficult, Misaka replies with irritation." Conspiracy Nut agreed as she got to work.
"Hey 13577, what weapon do you want? Misaka asks her distracted comrade." Tsundere asked as she finished securing all the equipment she'd picked onto her person. She'd ended up with a pair of utility belts crossed over her chest, with full magazines tucked neatly into pockets that ran the belts' lengths. Around her waist, she had a belt with three big pouches full of grenades and other gear.
Mikoto had to admit… she looked cute all decked out like a tiny soldier. Huh, maybe she should try some military cosplay or something. She'd rope the others into it. They could go have a themed party or something.
"Thanks 10287, Misaka replied with gratitude. Get me a combat shotgun and set up like yours but with shotgun shells, Misaka requests."
"Gotcha, Misaka says as she gets started fulfilling the request." Tsundere said as she did just that.
"I'll help, Misaka offers cheerfully." Genki Girl, who was now sporting a small backpack presumably full of supplies in addition to her railgun rifle, said as she joined Tsundere in getting Conspiracy Nut's gear together.
"Oh! Misaka exclaims, having been inspired. Misaka will go with that loadout too, Misaka declares decisively." Sentai-chan said enthusiastically as she started finally gathering her gear instead of pacing around indecisively like she had so far.
Mikoto felt somewhat out of place since she didn't know how to use any of the equipment there. She heard a whistle and turned to see a roll of coins tossed her way. Catching it, the Level 5 looked at Kurozuma-san who winked at her.
"Fresh off the Saten-chan presses." The former Skillout said with a cheeky smile."Got a few more as backup too."
"Hee, that girl. Looks like I owe her again."
"Buy her a drink when you get back okay? She passed out making this bunch for you, you know?" The man said as he pulled out a whole fanny pack worth of coin rolls. There must have been at least a thousand coins in there.
Damn, that's a lot of coins! I can see why she'd pass out if she made those all on short notice.
"Let me guess, Musashino milk?"
"Is there any better drink?" The redhead man chuckled but turned serious, "You sure you want to go down there, Jou-chan? I doubt it'll be pretty."
"I know…" Mikoto looked down, steeling herself for what possible nightmares could be down there. "People need help though, I can't just ignore that."
"You're a good person, you know that?" Kurozuma-san said with a gentle smile. "Just hope the Dark Side doesn't change that."
"It didn't change that part of Saten or Namikaze so I think I'm fine."
The redhead laughed, "You've got me there. Though it would be a hoot to see the other Dark Siders hear you call them good people, considering their reputations."
Mikoto wrinkled her nose, "They don't know them like I do."
No matter how scary people thought them, her kohai were good girls.
"Ready Onee-sama? Misaka asks cautiously as she doesn't want to intrude on a private conversation." Military Otaku asked, now decked out in a set of combat armor, complete with helmet, and a backpack, all of which matched well with her railgun rifle.
She looked like a soldier, even more so than Genki Girl or even Tsundere did.
Taking a glance at the other Sisters, Mikoto noted they all looked like soldiers now. Sentai-chan and Conspiracy Nut were dressed similarly to Tsundere now and inside her Powered Suit, Mikoto knew Mecha Fan had strapped a pistol to her thigh and put on a flak vest. They were all ready for war.
Nodding at Military Otaku's question, she just hoped they were ready enough to face whatever horror show the Colony had become.
"You sure Onee-sama? Misaka asks worriedly." Tsundere asked, gesturing to some armor. "Wouldn't it better to put on some protection? Misaka suggests with worry that she hopes Onee-sama will not notice. For when you're too tired? Misaka adds helpfully."
"If I'm too tired to use my powers then I'm likely deadmeat already. No amount of armor is going to save me." Mikoto pointed out.
It was sad, but it was the truth. Without her powers she was just a normal middle schooler and against the monsters she expected to face down in the hell below, she wouldn't survive a minute.
Tsundere flinched at that, looking very nervous.
"I-If Onee-sama says so, Misaka says with a stutter."
"Then it's operation start! Misaka declares. Time? Misaka asks."
"2148. Misaka dutifully replies." Mecha Fan replied.
"Then we have just under twelve hours to complete our mission and return safely, Misaka says matter-of-factly." Military Otaku told the group. "Onee-sama will be in the center of the formation, your railgun will be our trump card, Misaka says."
Mikoto nodded. That made sense.
"We'll use a diamond formation. 11132, you'll take point with your Powered Suit as it's essentially a big shield, Misaka dutifully remarks. 13577, 14091, flank 11132, Misaka orders. Your shotguns will be useful for anything that gets pass Misaka's gatling laser, Misaka explains. Misaka and 11118 will be the next rank, Misaka outlines. We'll use the range of our railguns to maximum effect, Misaka reasons. 10287 will be the rearguard, Misaka adds unnecessarily. Misaka's rifle range effective range will allow Misaka to properly cover our rear while also supporting the front, whichever is more useful, Misaka expounds."
Wow, she's got a real sense of tactics. Maybe we should have her plan out Trinity operations if we're planning on something. Mikoto thought, clearly impressed how the Sisters were just evolving into their own persons.
The other Sisters seemed to agree with Mikoto's assessment of 12873's ability as they obeyed and soon they were all formed up.
"Misakas! Let's roll out! Misaka says with roaring passion."
Time to stare into the abyss… Mikoto thought to herself as she and her clones marched off to face whatever lay ahead.
Done and done! Thanks to the tema of Nameless as always!
Man, the spook-tacular is here! And late, probably. No matter! We will have our pizza and eat it too.
I hope you all enjoyed how we built up the Sisters. With so many of them, making archetypes out of them was just too tempting and well, we created adorable ones in my opinion. Now it is their time to shine and impress their Onee-sama!
Nameless: That's not all we created. This arc is the seed from which many OG ideas were spawned. Look forward to seeing more future OCs (or at least expys of characters from other IPs) and OG arcs ahead.
They are such a blast to think up. Some coming from just random comments or ideas or just a single one-liner.
Nameless: We wrote this homage to Resident Evil and Halloween in October in the hopes we would get it done for the Spooktober fun, unfortunately we couldn't finish it time. Pouts.
There there, we're fashionably late is all.
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