Flawed Spark
The girl moved through the back alley with uncanny skill, her eyes hidden behind a set of military goggles that glowed in a low neon-green. She wore a school uniform, a brown button up jumper and a checkered blue skirt with tan criss-crossing lines which reached down to halfway of her thighs. One could see a white shirt under the jumper and everything was rounded up by a bow tie. All in all, one could have thought her to be a normal middle school girl that was taking a shortcut to her school through a side street. Of course, that was only if you ignored the above mentioned goggles and the machine gun she was holding in her hands.
Her movements were fluid even as she stepped into the backyard that was supposed to be the stage for this experiment. The white haired boy standing opposite of her looked on bored as she stepped out of the shadows, his crimson eyes following her movements without fail. He was wearing a black shirt with white striped and jeans, contrary to the girl's more themed clothing. He couldn't be older than 16, but the way he looked made him seem older and more dangerous in a way few could understand.
There was no living being in the area aside from a couple dark feathered birds that observed them from a rooftop.
Both remained silent for a few moments before the albino asked something.
"Hey, I don't have all day time, how long until I we can get this shit done?" His voice was filled with anger and a sense of mocking that would have enraged most. The girl though remained calm and answered without showing any emotion.
"It is 14 hours and 21 minutes, 4 minutes until the experiment begins, declares Misaka while scanning the landscape." The now named Misaka said so while clearly observing the area. They were in some kind of industrial area, though it appeared empty and somewhat run down.
"Trying to get the better of me? Bah, you should just go down and save us the time. It is not like you useless little dolls are more than a plaything for me." The boy continued to speak in his spiteful tone, emphasizing it when he called the girl useless.
Misaka couldn't wonder why he continued to talk like this. Was it maybe some kind of psychological warfare technique meant to unsettle her? She brushed aside a couple brown strands of hair from her face.
Still, the white haired boy seemed to be satisfied waiting for now, just silently glaring at the girl. The female readied the machine gun she was carrying around, waiting for when it would begin.
"This is the first time we are doing this outside, which number are you anyway?" The white haired boy asked finally, his eyes looking at her but not really seeing her.
"I am Misaka 8912, explains Misaka with some annoyance." A beeping sound started and both looked at the small wrist watch the girl was wearing.
"The Experiment starts, says Misaka as she readies her gun." Without another warning, she shot the white haired boy a number of times. He blinked in slight surprise, though he didn't make any moves to get away.
Booming sounds filled the air as the bullets hit, only to change directions shortly before touching the boy's skin. The projectiles fired in all directions and the girl jumped back after giving out a sound of pain. Her left shoulder bled slightly, though it was only a grazing shot.
The boy laughed, an insane smile appearing on his face.
"Is that all? They said you would get better given enough time, but maybe I'll need to kill a few hundred more before this becomes more than child's play." With these words, the silver haired male started to slowly walk in her direction.
Misaka run away, vanishing in one of the many dark streets. The boy continued to walk slowly but steadily in the direction he had last seen her.
As he stepped into the area between two buildings, he looked left and right, but didn't see the girl. Well, he hadn't really tried to move very fast.
"Come on, get here or do you want me to blow up the entire place to get at you?"
Silence answered him and the face of the young combatant formed into a scowl as he started to curse the girl loudly.
A sound was heard, loud and clearly. It was a shrill alarm signal. The boy's eyes opened as suddenly a loud explosion was heard and the walls left and right from him crashed down upon him. He gave a slight sound of surprise before being swallowed by the debris and vanishing in a cloud of white and brown dust.
The brunette stepped out from one of the many houses, looking into the cloud with her goggles.
"This place is in a state of decay, hitting the right point makes everything fall apart, comments Misaka on Accelerator's little problem." The girl was still holding onto her shoulder, though the bleeding seemed to have stopped. She stepped back as suddenly the dust cloud lifted, blasted away like a strong wind had appeared. Her mouth opened and she coughed as the material filled her lungs.
"Hahahahaha! Not bad, maybe you are actually getting better at this." Mad laughter preceded Accelerator as he moved forward with inhuman speed, almost crashing into Misaka, who jumped aside barely. His feet touched the ground, lines forming in the asphalt due to the sheer strength behind his movement, but he remained perfectly fine. His hair was moving wildly like a strong wind was going on and the grin on his face spoke of murder and pain.
Lightning sparked between the boy and the girl and the brunette fired electric bolts through the air and at the albino. But the energy seemingly flowed around him without effect. He laughed only louder and moved to strike her with his hand.
The girl tried to jump aside, but he moved with impossible speed and his hand struck her ribcage, a loud snapping sound echoing through the back alley.
She screamed loudly for but a moment and fell down clutching her chest with one hand. She was still holding the gun with her other hand though and then she pointed it shakily at the white haired killer and shot before he could react. Unfortunately, she was only rewarded by more pain as a hole opened in her right leg.
The exchange couldn't have taken more than a minute, five minutes if you counted from since the beginning of combat.
"Don't try to move too much, I broke most of your ribs, so this should hurt as hell. Now how to complete this? Oh I know, I 'll just step on and through your chest until you have a big hole." He grinned in a way that only the most horrible monsters could and raised his right foot above her chest.
There Misaka lay in front of her death. She wasn't scared of the end. Her experiences and her knowledge would be engraved among her siblings, the memories wouldn't be lost. Yet she couldn't help but want to take another breath even as that foot moved forward, even as her end came closer.
"I wish I could see the sky again."
An innocent thought of one that was only following her orders to the end. It was solely because the world was beautiful, because she wanted to see more of it.
The girl closed her eyes for some reason, waiting for the end while silently wishing for a chance to experience more of the things that exist.
Warmth enveloped her and a tiny light was ignited in a place that is far and yet so close.
And the girl breathed and opened her eyes,
The view was beautiful and terrifying. She floated through space, no air filling her lungs although she had tried to breathe in and yet she didn't feel like she needed it right now. Glowing swirls of an unknown substance were flying through a seemingly empty space, acting like a mix of fluid and plasma to her eyes. There was nothing she could see, aside from the endless swirls of energy that were tearing and clawing against anything they could find. In fact, Misaka could feel the power of this place trying to rip her to pieces in some fundamental way. She knew that it couldn't kill her right now, but it was slowly wearing down whatever protection she had.
The brunette had no idea how she knew all of this and it was actually more of a vague feeling, but she squirmed and tried to
move.
And thus she did, flying through the Blind Eternities in a mad jumble and ripping a hole into another reality.
