So... this is my second fanfic. I'm gonna have it coincide with the early chaotic events of A Certain World Superpower, and then it will split away from there to give way to my new story. I actually need that event in order to create the setting and character personalities for this new fanfic, so expect this story to have some similarities or repeated events.

Anyways, lets get started on this new dark journey...

-Kamijou's Apartment, Academy City, Japan, 3:30 pm, September 15, 2038-

Kamijou arrived home and went through the same laborious tasks of the day to take care of Index. Othinus would be elsewhere handling other matters for a few months. His phone gave a ping. He opened up his phone and read the message. It was from Misaka. The topic itself was a bit repetitive, but he disregarded that fact and made his reply. He heard a creaking sound from above. After what happened two weeks before, he had to be more cautious of what he did. He almost lost his sanity throughout all those events, and he even had to subdue others who went insane, having only his Imagine Breaker, located in his right hand. After all, the chaos that ensued...

-Flashback-

Kamijou ran through the streets as buldings burned to the ground. Multiple explosions and gunfire could be heard. He couldn't fight in this situation. He stopped, finding some students stuck in rubble. He started moving piece by piece, until he had enough room. He then grabbed the body of the unconscious student and pulled him out.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Kamijou asked. The student could only groan, but that alone was enough to know. He placed the student in a safe area and continued running.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?!"

Missles came down on Academy City, and Kamijou couldn't do anything about it. He did what he could and kept running towards his high school. A tank that was not of Academy City's design turned the corner. It had the appearance of an oversized Abrams tank with two cannons placed next to each other in one large turret. The tank's crew never got to take any action, as it was shredded by a hail of explosive bullets. Looking up, he saw a large aircraft that resembled a B-2 Spirit, only with cannons and many point defense turrets. He kept moving until he reached his high school. It appeared relatively untouched. Just how many cruise missles he dodged to get there, he didn't know. He only had one thing in mind: help everyone he could, no matter what it would cost him.

-Flashback End-

-Misaka's Dorm Room, Academy City, Japan, around the same time-

"Why won't he answer?" Misaka asked as she continued looking at the screen of her Gekota cellphone. "It's not like I spammed anything..."

Just answer, please, Touma. It's just a message, right? There's nothing suspicious about that, right? All you need to do is answer, right? Right? RIGHT?

Just then, the phone gave a ping and Misaka snapped out of her abnormal trance. Back then, she had snapped under the stress and pressure throughout all the chaos, and in her mind, she blamed her dishonest feelings, as she would whenever she failed to confess to Kamijou. But even she did not yet know of the change her mind went thorough. Kamijou had answered, and she felt overly relieved. She read the message, but didn't stop until she had gone over it nearly ten times. Finally confirming that Kamijou had responded to her, she closed her phone and held it close to her body. Her face started turning red.

He answered! He answered! He answered! I feel so much better now... wait, what am I thinking? That idiot...

She wanted to see him. Just like in the past. Being the #3 Level 5, she felt that nothing could stop her goals. In all the remaining chaos, she felt that she had far less time than before. So she started making plans to spend her future time with him.

"Hmm... I can't wait... he won't have any plans, will he? Maybe I'll keep making him do the penalty game... there's still a lot that I have in plan for him."

-A Certain High School, Academy City, Japan, 1:00 pm, September 16, 2038-

"I can't believe she is still making me do this penalty game," Kamijou complained. "Does she intend to keep this up all year?"

"Kami-yan..." Aogami said with a threatening tone.

"Don't even think about it."

"Damn you, Kami-yan!"

Aogami lunged at Kamijou, but since Kamijou had plenty of experience honing his cognition and survival skills, he quickly dodged Aogami's attack. But misfortune wouldn't let him get away so easily. When Kamijou moved, he ended up colliding with Fukiyose. Of all the girls he could have possibly bumped into, it had to be her.

"Hey, Kami-yan, how are you... oh no." Tsuchimikado was extending is greetings, but found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"You three... absolute idiots!" Fukiyose yelled as she rounded up the Delta Trio.

"Such misfortune!" Kamijou yelled just as he was pummeled by Fukiyose's fists.

Kamijou woke up in a pile of unconscious bodies, them being none other than the Delta Trio. He remembered that Fukiyose pummeled him for bumping into her. Did he really deserve that? He would rather not ask, as he had "business" to attend to. he got up, leaving the other two of the Delta Trio to sleep on the floor of the cafeteria. It seemed that it was already time for the next set of classes, so he arrived in his classroom, being cautious for Fukiyose as he entered. After school was over, he went to the same spot at the intersection for Misaka on whatever penalty game she had next. But, as misfortune would have it, he had an accident and arrived late.

"Where have you been, you idiot?!" Misaka yelled.

"Oh, sorry Biribiri," Kamijou responded.

"It's Misaka Mikoto!" she said as she launched a thunderbolt at him, which he immediately neutralized with his Imagine Breaker.

"How hard is it for you to remember something so simple, you idiot?"

"Okay, I'm sorry, Misaka, I had a bit of a jam up on the way here and I'll remember your name next time."

Come on, Misaka, you can do this... keep a positive attitude and he'll be yours...

"... you."

"What?" Kamijou said.

"I said I forgive you!" Misaka shouted.

"Alright, so what are we doing now?"

"This store is selling a rare gekota lunch box. You're going to help me shop."

"Why does it always have to be my wallet that gets drained?"

"The agreement was that you'd do anything I'd say... right?" The last word had a dark aura to it. It wasn't normal.

"S-sure..."

"Okay, come with me!"

Upon ariving at the store, Misaka got the rare gekota lunch and Kamijou had to pay through the nose for it. Needless to say, he did not have enough money to buy his precious nutrients. And of course, as always, misfortune struck. First he slipped on the floor and broke his phone in the process, then he got hit on the head with a pole, and finally another misunderstanding that sent him running for his life while Misaka fired lighting from behind. His day went about as badly as it could have gone. He was now walking back to his apartment.

"*sigh*... Such misfortune."

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling. He looked around, his mind on high alert. He couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. The last few students were heading home, cleaning bots went about their business, and there were no supernatural abnormalties of any kind.

Am I... being watched? If so, by who?

He did one last sweep of the area and continued on his way. He knew there was someone watching him. But he didn't know that it was someone he was familiar with.

Don't leave... Why do you always leave me alone? Misaka said in her head.

I really wanted this to go longer... Why do you think I try to use the penalty game for as long as possible? Am I not enough for you? If that's the case...

Misaka walked out of the alleyway and rushed back to Tokiwadai Middle School, as to avoid punishment from the Dorm Manager. She was going to set a new plan in motion.

Kamijou could not get the feeling out of his head. He quickened his pace up the stairs, and was practically jogging down the hall to the apartment. As he arrived, he fumbled with his key and ended up dropping it. After groaning, he picked it back up, opened the door and entered his apartment. He unexpectedly found himself checking all the locks on his doors and windows. He wondered if that event was slowly chewing away at his sanity. It wasn't surprising, since many of the students showed symptoms of paranoia from that day onward.

"Touma," Index said.

"What is it Index?" Kamijou asked. "Are you hungry?"

"I'm always hungry."

"I'll make dinner..."

Kamijou started working in the kitchen for the meal that Index would devour in a matter of seconds. As he cooked, his house phone rang, and he answered.

"Hey, Kami-yan," a voice said.

"Tsuchimikado, you usually don't call me at this hour," Kamijou responded.

"Just checking up. You sound a bit off. Something wrong?"

"Okay, listen. I think I'm being watched."

"Kami-yan, that disease of yours has evolved, hasn't it?!"

"I'm not joking, this is serious."

"... Okay, I'm listening."

"I can't shake the feeling off. I even found myself subconsciously checking the locks. It's like... someone's just outside my door..."

"Okay, you're actually creeping me out here."

Then the door rang, and Kamijou jumped a little from surprise. Still holding the phone, he went to the door, and opened it cautiously. It was just a delivery addressed to him. Judging from the size, it was likely the new cellphone that he ordered online. Kamijou breathed a sigh of relief. He felt some of his tension dissappear.

"Hey, Kami-yan, you there?"

"Yeah, it was just a delivery."

"You're probably just lacking in sleep. You should rest."

"Alright. Later, Tsuchimikado."

Kamijou hung up the house phone and changed to pajamas. Because of a Certain Freeloader, he usually had to sleep in the bathtub, but this time he felt that he needed to sleep in the bed. He saw something shiny, but he disregarded it as some sort of recently installed motion sensor. But... he never knew that it was a camera linked to a certain location... as he fell asleep under its watch.

This isn't actually long, like my other fanfics, and I didn't get much time to do this, as I had to do some work to register for college. Graduation Day is rushing towards me like a rocket...

I'll transition between each story so they have equal coverage. But this story may be far darker than I originally thought. This ought to be... very interesting. Please Review... why do I have a tingly sensation in my back all of a sudden...? I'm scared... *Not to be taken seriously*