Kill la Railgun: Railgun At Honnouji

Undercover, Sort Of

Mikoto stared at the building in front of her. She knew what it was, but didn't recognize it for the building she had known in her dimension. Uiharu and Satén both seemed oblivious to the differences.

This building was solid metal, built to withstand any kind of impact that a girl's dorm might face. There were no flowers or any girls that were giggling like they would back in her world, only silence as security cameras monitored them.

"Are you in front of the building?" A voice asked from Mikoto's earpiece, with Isshin Matoi at the end.

Mikoto mumbled a yes, not wanting to break the cold silence.

"Go inside, you look suspicious standing outside. It also doesn't help you are in the same dorm as the other you." He hissed.

"You never said anything about her being in this school!" Mikoto nearly shouted, but followed his instructions.

"Your room is number 685." He said, giving a short little laugh at the end.

"What the hell? Are you hiding something?" Mikoto nearly ripped her ear piece out because of the situation of being in the same dorm as Mikuru.

"N-no Ma'am." He muttered.

"Tell me before I grill you." She growled.

"Your dorm room is right next to Mikuru's." He admitted. "I think we need you to immediately just go- scrchsjnsixmmsksjsshwhhwhsjdjenjsa!!"

The line suddenly cut to static as Mikoto's earpiece fell out. Satén and Uiharu's had similar reactions.

"I was enjoying your conversation, but it had to end some time." A girl who had a much more murderous look in her eyes said, as Mikoto turned to see Mikuru standing with electricity buzzing around her.

"How!?" Mikoto yelled.

"How? HOW!? The self proclaimed Ace of Tokiwadai asks how!?" Mikuru laughed. "It's simple! I am a level 6! I can here all sorts of electromagnetic waves! I can pick and choose which ones I want to listen to and which ones I don't!"

Satén and Uiharu jumped in between the two look a likes.

"Mikoto, she cleared the entire dorm. She was expecting us." Satén said as she raised her hands in the air.

"We'll hold her back. You get the disk!" Uiharu said as a noticeable temperature drop was tangible through the room.

Mikoto nodded, sprinting in the opposite direction of the one sided battle. Satén always saw a gap between us, due to our esper level. Even though this Satén has the same level as me, she hasn't changed. She would die to help others. Just like mine.

Mikoto felt a tear roll down her cheek as she thought about how much had happened in the span of a few days.

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Isshin Matoi shook his head at his computer. He had been running every single possible occurrence that could lead back to the original time line, but the only one that was 100% full proof, was the murder of his second born daughter.

"How did this spin out of control so quickly?" He asked himself as he watched Uiharu get blasted into a metal wall on the monitor. "Ragyo, what are you doing?"

"Hehe. I really wish I could call you Papa. But, I wasn't born like my sisters." A childish female voice said from behind Isshin Matoi. "After all, the only reason I was born was because Ryuko was apparently killed and deemed a failure."

"You know about the original time line." Isshin said, shocked as a sharp purple scissor was held to his neck.

"Hehe. Papa. You should keep your mouth shut." Nui Harime said as she clocked him on the back of the head with the hilt of the sword, knocking him out cold.

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Mikoto found a small room filled with security camera screens, hoping to figure out where Satsuki's room was.

On one of said screens, was a very one sided battle, a battle in which she saw her friends being beaten senseless.

She knew that they were about to be beat, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the massacre before her.
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"Why do you little underlings fight?" Mikuru snarled at the two girls who stood battered before her. "You have no hope of defeating the Kyriuns. You have no epic savior to help you. You have found a hurdle that has made you stop dead in your tracks, and that is it."

Mikuru laughed and kicked Satén in the face, sending her into a metal wall and leaving a dent in it.

Uiharu charged the blood thirsty fiend in front of her, but was elbowed in the back of her head.

"You have no hope of beating me. Stay down, and you might live." Mikuru waited a moment and turned around, ready to leave the defeated girls and get bigger fish to fry.

"You...can never...take our hope." Satén said, pulling herself to her feet.

"We do...have a savior." Uiharu said, standing next to the leaning Satén.

"Her name is Mikoto Misaka. She is our savior. She is our hope. We haven't known her for more than a day, but most of all, she is our friend. She will make this world right. She will kill you, she will kill Ragyo." Satén said as Mikuru charged up a black and red railgun move. A tear could be seen on both her's and Uiharu's faces. They stared at each other and nodded, an unspoken goodbye hanging in the air between them.

"AND WE SHALL JUMP THIS HURDLE!!!" The two girls shouted together as a beam of dark electricity blasted through both of them, causing a blood splatter to appear on the camera lense. A few limbs could be seen laying on the ground.

Uiharu and Satén of Honnouji were dead. In a matter of minutes, they had been destroyed. And, to make things worse, they would probably be forgotten at the end of the madness. Two happy young girls. Both dead. All because of some stupid dictatorship.

"They weren't even amebas on fleas on rats." Mikuru sang as she skipped down the hallway after her original target. "Tsun-tsun-tsun-dere~!"

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Mikoto stared at the blood spatter on the screen, her hand covering her mouth and tears pouring down her face. She had just watched versions of her friends die, like they were nothing. Like their lives were worth nothing.

She stumbled out of the room, heading towards the only room she could think of at that moment. She didn't feel anything. She didn't hear anything. All she knew was that she had to stop something. She had to end needless violence.

Those thoughts floated through her mind as she stood in front of what she had known as the Dorm Mistress' room. She didn't bother using the handle, she just blew it to splinters, not caring what was behind it.

"Now now. You wouldn't want to hurt our dear old father would you?" Ryuko Kyriun asked as she stood with Satsuki and Nui. "After all, you are the only one I plan on hurting today."