Finally got off of my lazy butt to finish this chapter. I was going to make it longer by including the fight scene but I thought a cliff hanger would leave a better impression. This might be a hit or miss for some but ehh. I'll update the other works sometime soon as well as a new one. It will help me work on some erotic and echi stuff aswell as professional hand to hand combat.
A bright light faded.
In its place a spiky hair boy appeared kneeling. His body felt a knew and there were no signs of what happened moment's ago. Even his mouth felt fresh; it no longer felt like he drank concentrated lime.
His breathing was still unstable. His pupils still dilated. His head still ached and his anger and sorrow still lingered.
This boy was Kamijou Touma. A normal high school kid one can find anywhere. They came in many variations, the jocks,the goths,the nerds and the clown. Kamijou fell into the norm of the unlucky kid who always smiles.
But.
Here. Right now. In this area. He wasn't smiling. He lost his world,he's killed a man and he has to continue killing to return.
Kamijou placed his hand at his chest, gripping his hoodie, all in an attempt to try to soothe his heart rate. After some deep breaths he was calm enough to observe his surroundings.
He was in the middle of Academy City's streets. People were walking and cars were driving. There was an old man arguing with a student,a mother holding her baby's hand and a group of kids walking side by side laughing.
However. He had an odd feeling. The site itself was normal but his view of it was weird. Many people payed the boy with no attention. Which by itself is normal but there wasn't even a single eye contact there. In fact it was like he didn't even exist.
Kamijou squinted his eyes to help focus and he noticed it felt like he was looking through a screen. He was about to reach for it when...
"That fight rattled you that much,human?" Said an awful voice..
It triggered something in him. Like a hot pot his blood began to boil. His heart began racing. He lifted off the ground and turned around.
He really wished he was dreaming. That witch hat, skin tight suit god stood there leaning against her golden lance,Gungir.
She was smirking. That damn Norse god was smiling at his pain.
"Though that was your first battle I was quiet entertain-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kamijou snapped.
"..."
His teeth ached and he could hear cracks echoing from his mouth. His eyes were filled with malice.
"Damn you.."
Kamijou was sure he was about to pop a blood vessel,the thin walls of his veins widely expanding from the rushing blood would soon bust.
"What? You wanted the chance to save your world, did you not?" She let out a lazy breath. "You humans are so irresponsible and believe everything should bend to your mortals whims."
"I.." He was slowly becoming calm as that realization dawned on him. Kamijou stared at his fist and clenched it offhandedly.
"Not like this..." He whispered.
"This is my world boy and reality here is cruel. 'Every action has an equal and opposite reaction'. 'You are free to make any choice you want,but you are not free from the consequences of the choice.' Being from the city of science you should know these saying."
Reality was made to be unfair and unjust. There are no winners there. All anyone could do is struggle and fight. They can try as hard as they can to walk a path as close as they can but that's the way the world works.
"..." He looked straight at her.
"Sigh before you so rudely interrupted there was something I wanted to say,you might like it. "
That one-eyed girl truly resembled Odin who had a sinister side to him. She pointed her finger to the city view and through the magical screen. It was an area he didn't have time to examine.
When he followed it he saw...
Silver hair fluttering in the wind. There sitting at a table near the sidewalk was a familiar girl dressed in white. The person's name was Index!
But.
She wasn't acting like the childish hyper person he knew. She was alone near that table and her eye's seemed empty...she was depressed.
'What's going on. Is she..'
"I'm guessing you've realized." He turned to meet her gaze. "That nun is this world's prohibited book. She belonged to the same church as that flame magician."
Kamijou's body jerked. That final sentence sent a numbing pain in his heart and a chill down his spine. The fight a moment ago began to flood his mind. His breathing began to become uniform, his legs felt like paste and his heart rate lowered.
This was his fault!
It was him!
He was the reason for her unhappiness!
"Not quite."
"!?"
"You see human. This is a world where you never existed. The people you have saved are all still suffering here."
She continued. "Without you there, life was true. She was stuck with having her memory wiped periodically. She stayed all alone with the saint and flame magician watching from afar. He fought oh so valiantly for her but alas things got to the point the saint died leaving him alone. Now he spends every waking moment putting on a play and protecting her. In hopes of changing the roles he decided to fight an unknown enemy,you that is. It didn't matter if you were deserving of death or innocent, he was willing to murder you, all for a single wish."
That was just how humans were and she's come to accept that. Disgust,anger, pity she felt no such emotions for those mortal creatures. The God removed her body from the staff and slowly walked towards Kamijou.
"I doubt you can move forward with innocent blood on your hands. That's just how people like you are. To us Gods your mentality is just as weak and fragile as every other human. So how about this." She encircled him like a vulture and snared him with her whispered words. "I'll release you into this world. It should be good for you, after all you yearn for people's happiness."
That spiky hair boy doesn't care about ethics or different perspectives. As long as everyone is happy in the end he would save everybody even his enemies. That is who he is..that is how Kamijou Touma acts.
And that was why that God was merciless. She was catering to his will of being true to himself. She was like a scientist and him a maze rat following the scent of the cheese at the end.
'Humans are such simple creatures.'
Too bad for Kamiou Touma it was laced with antifreeze, sweet-tasting but non the less poisonous.
"..." Kamijou gave no response.
From a personal view Kamijou sees himself as selfish and judges his heroic actions as such. To him as to others, his eagerness to save people in need borders on the line of psychotic. But it's thanks to that selfishness of his that everyone can smile and have fun. He's always acted on his desires, doing as he pleases and as a result everyone ends up smiling around him.
"..." He still had no response.
"I'll give a short time to identify 'it's' worth. When you've reached a decision just call my name."
She disappeared into nothingness. The invisible wall distorting reality shattered and he was brought out from a mirrored world.
Kamijou was in the middle of the street. A blue car screeched behind him. In the driver's seat was a skinny man with brown hair. He blew his horn and shouted for Kamijou to scram.
Kamijou walked to the sidewalk adjacent to Index. He was hoping to observe her without her seeing him. He felt fear as he watched. He wants nothing more than to talk to her. But deep down he felt like he lost the right too.
The tree overhead protected her fair skin from the stinging sunlight. The shadow it cast brought a hurtful tone to the scenery. It felt more like she was alienated by the world both science and magic.
With two deep breaths Kamijou gained his nerves and made his way towards the Sorrowful girl. He wanted it to feel natural so he walked like he had nothing to do,casual and bored.
"..Hmm" He stopped and stared at her. "Is everything ok?"
Index slowly raised her hanged head. Her once bright emerald eyes seemed dead as she stared at him indifferently. The previous beaming crescent moon smile replaced with a flat neutral line reaction.
"..."She refused to answer.
"You hungry?" He cocked his head.
"You don't really think I'm gullible enough to take handouts from strangers"
He snickered as he remembered the past and contemplated his game play. 'Maybe there's a variation between these different worlds. Hmm..'
"I don't know what's funny but you're weird. Leave me alone, pervert."
"I am not a pervert!" Kamijou took his hands out his pockets. His body leaned forward. "I only laugh cause I remembered something funny besides your the one that's weird. What kind of sister has that sad expression and doesn't have the decency to give manners!"
"Too bad for you I'm a nun in training."
"That doesn't excuse anything!" He leaned even closer.
"It means I'm not bound to the full norm."
"No it doesn't,that's a dumb excuse!" He was finally in reach of the table. 'This is progressing smoothly. Whenever we get into fights she always gets so riled up she never takes note of her surroundings.'
"Oh shut up,what do you know about being a nun!" The look in her eye's became vicious. Her hands slammed onto the table and she use them as support as she got up and leaned in.
In his heart Kamijou felt happy. She finally reacted emotionally to his taunts. He needed to press forward if he was going to approach that girl. It didn't matter to him that there were passersby gossiping rude things.
"Not much but I know they should be honest." He said with a smug shrug.
"I don't know you. You're a stranger. I have nothing to speak to you about now leave me alone." She turned her head to the left. Showing him with body language his presence was becoming a problem.
"You ever heard of a confessional sister." He said mockingly. His hands touched the white plastic table. He could see her outlines more clearly.
With her snappy part back and the way the sun rays passed through the random gaps in the leaves she was starting to look full of life.
" I have, idiot and jokes on you. The point of a confessional is to listen to people's sins in an enclosed area."
"Huh? Seems you do know a little something."
"Of course, what kind of nun would I be if I didn't know." She was no longer shouting but clear signs of anger still exist in her words.
"A terrible one just like you are now." He said frankly.
"Well your a..um...your..mmm." Her mouth began shifting in different shapes as she pondered her comeback.
Kamijou raised his bent right hand and opened it. He was tutting her. "Ran out of stuff, huh?" He smiled. "Guess this my win."
"Huuh? This isn't a game." She slammed her hand against the table.
"Are you just saying that cause you've lost?" Kamijou rest his hand behind his head and smiled. "Man I had no idea sisters could be such sore looser."
The final nail in the coffin was when he shook his head disbelievingly.
"Alright, your a dummy and you have a stupid face. Your hair is weird and you look like a delinquent."
"Mind clarifying what counts as a 'stupid face?' "
"I've said my peace now shut up and go." Index raised her hand and pointed in a random direction.
Index closed her eyes and let her head face the opposite way. She was refusing to look at his form as he left because of how heated he got her. She could hear the boy sighing deeply and the faint sounds of footsteps leaving.
She still didn't open up her eye's after the footsteps were in the distance.
Index felt somehow sad he decided to go. Even though she was the one who told him and even though he got on her nerves. She still felt sad he did so. Her heart felt lonely once more as she gave into solitude. She'll always be alone,she has to say goodbye to that random boy and embrace her reality of running away from dangerous greedy sorcerers.
However. The sound of clattering shoes approached her table. There was no need for her to think about who it was. The table she occupied was open to the public. It was for a group of four people so the idea of a stranger sitting held no surprise.
All she had to do was get up and walk away. She no longer wanted to stay here but when she opened her eye's.
"Huh, why are you still here?" The spiky hair boy was there and he was holding something in both hands. They were wrapped floury goods. She believed they were called crepe's.
"You're hungry right?" Kamijou smiled.
"No I'm not! I told yo-grrr grr." Her face turned a light beet red.
"You see, now I'm confuse. The words coming out of your mouth say no but your stomach growls yes. Which is Not being honest here sister?" He continued. "Then again a tsundere nun sounds great."
"Shut up,PERVERT!" Her eye's avoided his. "fine. I admit it, I'm hungry."
"Good to hear. Which do you prefer: Strawberry crepe or banana nutella."
Her gaze met the snacks. "..I'll take the banana one."
Kamijou handed her the banana crepe and took a seat adjacent to her. They both ate the food in silence until Kamijou spoke up.
"Want a bite of mine?"
His crepe was still a good way's from finishing and so too her's. Truth is, Kamijou was expecting her to finish her's quicker than him but a quick look showed she had more left then him. This mostly caught him off guard cause it showed her self restraint to not devour it whole.
"Hmm, why?"
"I'm sure you're eager to taste it."
"I don't want any."
"Your loss then."They both began to eat again. She took small nibbles and he took maw like bites.
The area at the table was silent once more, that is till they finished.
"You want another?" Kamijou pointed at the direction of the truck.
"There seriously is something wrong with you! No! I don't want anymore! Why do y- grrrg grrg."
"Sister, honesty."
"M-my stomach is just going through a rebellious stage that's all."
'Rebellious stage,yea right.' He thought.
"It's ok if you want another." He searches into his pockets.
"I hate you."
"Ehh. You want a strawberry flavored one, don't you."
"I really hate you!"
Their conversation from then on moved from topic to topic some centered around religion,Academy City and others food.
Kamijou has spent half a year with that girl so he knew just the right things to say to have her open up to him. Sadly since she has her memory constantly wiped they couldn't talk about television shows or other stuff much and from what he picked up he doubts that girl had the ability to indulge in those things.
"Hey can I ask you a question?" Kamijou said as he squashed the crepe paper.
"Sure,I guess."
"Where are you staying? '' He took his eyes off of the paper that rub against his palms and stared at her.
"...around." Was her response before she avoided his gaze. Kamijou sighs and use his hand to support his head. "You wanna stay at my apartment?"
"W-what? I just met you."
"So your saying you'd rather stay 'around'?"
"..."
"Wanna stay?"
"..but.." Her gaze flickered.
"we just met.." Kamijou just smiled. If he knew that girl as well as he does she would likely give in. He knows how bad this seemed but she would make this judgement. This girl wasn't as naive as she appears. she always had a knack of distinguishing the good from the bad.
"..."
"I'll take that as a yes."
Index shook her head in agreement.
When he got up she followed him. He made his way to the trash can first to dispose of the wrapper. He could always throw it down on the floor and leave it to the cleaning robots to deal with but that just wasn't his style. He may look like a delinquent but he's far from it. There was a perfectly logical reason for him missing school and getting into fights.
He realized he no longer heard the stomping of boots coming from sister-san so he turned to check on her status.
'Oh right she doesn't like the cleaning robots.' He remembered as he digested the comedic scene before him.
Near the table Index stood in the center of three Academy City robots surrounding her. They were moving in circles and at random times bump into her causing her to jump.
Kamijou saw this and started to laugh internally. He guesses she dropped it at some point. Since it's their jobs the robots were quick to act but she must have thought she messed up and retrieved it.
"Ohhh sister-san, what's wrong." He was starting to enjoy teasing her.
"N-nothing."
"Want my help?"
"..." She ducked her head into submission. After helping her and throwing away the wrapper they began walking away.
"I never did get your name."
"My name is Index."
"Oh like in a book."
"You're not funny."
"Sorry Sorry. Nice to meet you, Index." He continues. "Aren't you going to say nice to meet you?"
"...Same to you..umm?"
" Touma Kamijou."
" Nice to meet you mr. Kamijou."
"No."
"..Did I say it wrong?"
"No it was right. I just want you to call me Touma."
"...Fine. Nice to meet you Touma."
"Better."
"Oh that's right."
Night fell and they were at the seventh floor of an apartment complex in district 7.
Kamijou was trying his hand at opening the building door using his key. In his hands were bags of groceries from a convenient store and sleeper wear he brought when they traveled to district 15. At the sound of the lock clicking and the nob turning both he and Index enter inside.
"S-sorry again,Index-san. Please don't be mad." Kamijou said, rubbing his hands together like a begging man.
"I'm not mad,pervert." She was mad.
After buying utensils. Their trip into the shopping district in the seven mist building, Kamijou accidentally buttered out Index's body measurements. That insighted a look of disgust from the girl knowing he was staring down her body with his lustful eye's. But not so much to piss her off like this. No,what pissed her off was his stupid joke of it not being hard as there barely being anything to measure. For his crimes he received a great jaw to his head.
"You're clearly angry!"
"No I am not! I called you a pervert cause you look like you were enjoying me biting you!"
"I told yo-" He cut himself off there. If he said what he was thinking the situation would devolve.
'Damn it,smiling was an accident! I was to caught up with her acting like her old self that I let that slip!' He freaked out.
After 20 minutes of bickering Kamijou went to the kitchen to make some curry while index sat at the Koutetsu and watched television. When he finished he did two sharing of curry and brought it at the table.
"Here,dig in." Said Kamijou handing her the bowl.
"Thank you,Touma." She said smiling.
Index stared at the plate for a while before taking a bite. Her face lit up. She was finally acting like herself. "It tastes delicious."
"Hahaha,Thanks. Though it really isn't anything special." He said gushingly.
"More." Her plate was empty and white like it never held anything. "No No. It's amazing"
"..thanks."
The rest of their time eating was spent with Index learning about technology,anime and types of curry. The anime they were currently watching was on commercial and since they finished a while ago he decided to give index extra serving.
"Listen Index." Said Kamijou facing her.
Her eyes were still on the tv but she still responded."Hmm?"
"I'll be gone for a while."
Index's face swung to the side. Her eye's change. Hearing the words that left Touma's mouth she took the spoon out of her's and dropped her head. Her face was overcast by her silver hair.
"..." Kamijou couldn't quite see what expression she held but he already knows.
After finally getting someone to talk to and spend time with they were going away. He always felt bad when he had to do that to her. She's already made it clear she hated how he would leave her home alone. But that was his world Index. One who he saved from loneliness.
"...You're coming back,right.." She asked.
"..Yea."Kamijou put on a smile. "Of course. Can't leave you by yourself. Your pretty inept with technology."
"..." Index gave no reaction.
"You liar." Her voice was quiet. It was like a whimper.
Kamijou's head drooped. He needed to hold himself strong. He must not show any weakness to that girl. He will protect her smile even if it meant lying to her again. The pain it causes him is secondary to her feelings.
"Trust me." He turned towards her with conviction. "In no time at all everything would be right."
All he could do in this moment was reassure her. So he got up and patted her head.
Index squeezed the spoon and gritted her teeth."...Ok." She took the spoon and unenthusiastically ate her meal.
What really is the right choice here? He wan't nothing more to see his people but he hates that these people would be abandon in the process. Whether he accepts or denies that gods offer one of these world will be destroyed.
It might seem illogical. But these people are still alive. They were created on the spot to make him choose,so what? If he denies these people their rights, what does that say about the Misaka clones and Kazakiri?
But.
This world...it is filled with pain and anguish.
Stay here. Abandon his world and fight. Help these people who are suffering.
or
Ditch them for his world. kill them no matter who it is and after he wins let that god erase them from existence.
To think of this world as real means facing these two options.
Kamijou left the apartment and was descending down the elevator.
'This world isn't a dream or an illusion. It surely is real.' His palm felt pain. It was hurting cause his fingernails dug deep into them.
'Don't panic,stay level headed and do not consider destroying it. No matter how much it pisses you off... stay calm.' His fast heart beat sent pressurized blood through his body. He could feel it pulsating in his head without touching it.
'No I have to be calm...calm... ' He had enough. This talk couldn't be contained in his mind. "calm! How can I stay calm in such a mess up world!" His screaming voice bounced from every surface of the elevator.
"This bizarre world..I'm not gonna let this stand!" He continued. His anger didn't falter or change even though his voice lowered. When he reached the ground floor he sprinted towards the bridge he confronted Misaka during the sister's project.
"This world is screwed up. God? I don't care. About the purpose or reason for this world? I don't give a shit! This annoying world should be ended at all costs!"
He stopped in the same exact spot he defended against her. "And I'll do it with my own hands."
Index and other people are suffering because of this world. To him that's all the reason there is for him to act.
"I will never give up on someone who is in pain. I'm putting an end to all of this. I'll never forgive a god who allows such a world to be created."
"Is there only bad stuff in reality?...Don't fuck with me. I'll show you,bitch. I do what I want and no one will tell me otherwise!"
"Othinussss!"
The sun was at its peak. The sky a pale blue and the ocean tides wavered between high and low.
In that gigantic mass being grasped by the sun in some areas, a pale bright white light gleamed. The many structures spread around were illuminated. It only lasted a millisecond but the intensity it caused out did the sun x-rays.
The area was a large Industrial estate. The buildings were many and each packed closely together,making it impossible to see ahead. large metal pipes connected to the ground and different buildings, near and far. It was a city of metal and steam.
In a random spot stood a boy dressed in a white hoodie over his school blazer. He had spiky black hair and his blueish eyes were covered by the overhead of hair.
What was Kamijou Touma's resolution? Of the two options which did he choose? And..can he live with it? Will he be able to follow through?
Kill or be Killed. That's the name of the game.
Same as all ways give pointers and if you wan't to see a specific person fight tell me.
Next chapter of
Kill or be Kill: I'm sorry..
The beginning of the end: False rest..
New series(No name yet): Transfer students.