A/N: Well here I am, try to do some crossover of two my favorite series. Not to mention this is my first time to write a fanfic. So don't afraid to tell me about grammar mistake as I'm an Indonesian and English is not my native. Well too much ranting now, so please enjoy.

Prologue: A boy who hold The Dragon who break Illusion 'Imagine Gear'

"Eh?! Damn it! Damn it! Arghhh! Such misfortune!"

Though he realized his frantic shouts must have made him sound like a maniac, Hyoudou Issei has no intention of stopping his headlong flight. Fleeing down a back alleyway late at night, he glanced back over his shoulder.

Eight people.

Even after he had run nearly two kilometers, there were still eight people in pursuit of him.

Of course, as he was neither a cook from a rare-bloodline human nor a mystical being still surviving in the modern era, Issei Hyoudou would have stood no chance against their numbers even if he chose to fight them.

To begin with, any fight between high school students that exceeded 3-on-1 wasn't worth mentioning.

At those numbers, things like true strength and such are useless from the start.

Issei kept running, kicking a slightly dirty polyethylene bucket and scaring a black cat away.

July 19.

Yeah, it was because it's July 19.

Because he had been reveling in the fact that summer break started tomorrow, he picked up a manga at the bookstore that was obviously a dud. This fact was also why he went into a family restaurant while thinking, 'Maybe I'll splurge a little on something to eat.'

Even though actually he wasn't that hungry.

And so, when he saw a middle school girl surrounded by drunken thugs, he got this wacky idea in his head telling him, 'Hey, maybe I should help.'

However, he couldn't have dreamt that all their buddies would start popping out of the bathroom together.

When he saw that he instantly became paled, 'H-Hey isn't only girl allowed to use the bathroom together, right?' He thought panicky.

"I had to run out of there before I could get the bitter melon and escargot hell-lasagna I had finally decided on. Now I'm a dine-and-dasher without even getting to dine! Arghhh, what's with this misfortune?!" Issei yelled loudly while grabbing his head.

Moonlight descends upon Academy City, which is approximately one-third the size of Tokyo and therefore crowded with couples. 'It's definitely July 19. This is all July 19's fault,' the single thought roared within Issei's mind.

The three-bladed, wind-powered generators that stood here and there glittered like tears shed by a bachelor, basking in both pale moonlight and the lights of the nighttime city.

Issei cuts through the couples in order to run swiftly through the night street. While he ran, glanced down at his left hand.

Concealed within it was a power that was rather useless in this sort of situation. It couldn't take out a delinquent without problem, raise his test scores, or even make him popular with the girls.

The only thing that it brought was misfortune and useless pervert dragon!

"Uwaaa! The misfortune!" He yelled loudly into the sky.

But, if he managed to completely shake off the group of delinquents, the ones who had lost sight of Issei could simply use their mobiles to call for reinforcements and possibly even transportation.

For the sake of making them collapse from exhaustion, Issei Hyoudou had no choice but to bait the struggling pursuers into following him, in order to slowly but surely wear them out.

It similar to boxing: Letting your opponent hit you recklessly in order to drain his physical strength.

Issei's motive to the end was assuredly an act of mercy.

He dashed from one alleyway to the next as his pursuers kept growing in number until he could no longer recognize their individual shapes, simultaneously trying to think of a way to end this without anyone getting hurt.

"Sh-shit... Why must I put my youth on the line for this?!"

It was regrettable.

Everywhere he looked were couples full of happiness and happy dreams; somewhere within Issei, being alone, was the feeling he was a terrible loser. Even if the date was different, the summer holiday had already started, and with neither love nor comedy he was considered beyond a loser.

[Hey, partner watches your head.] A female voice suddenly came out from the general direction of his left hand.

"Eh?"

Suddenly from behind, one of the delinquent's jeers come flying past, "Orr! Damn it, you damn brat; stop, you runaway king!"

Because of such love call, Issei finally snapped. "Shut up! You weren't knocked out, right? Just be grateful, you average monkeys (IQ 80)!" He shouted as he continued, running. "... To be without any injury, you guys really ought to thank me." He muttered lowly, while glancing at his left hand.

-xXx-

Roughly two kilometers later, with a continuous flow of sweat and tears, he finally passed out of the urban area and a large river came into view. A large iron bridge spanned over the river, its length is about 150 meters.

There were no cars around. Directly ahead is the irreplaceable, rustic iron bridge, painted out in the night sea's eerie darkness.

While crossing the iron bridge of the night, Issei stopped in his track and looked at his left hand.

"So how is it, Ddraig?"

[It seems that they've finally given up.] Ddraig said as Issei sat down because of tiresome.

"Damn... They've finally given up…" He said while looking up at the night sky, and takes a deep breath.

After managing to solve the problem without anyone getting hurt, he just wants to take a moment to praise himself for the accomplishment.

"Good grief. Who do you think you are? Pretending to be a humanitarian, protecting someone the delinquents... Are you a certain enthusiastic school teacher?" A female voice said, much to Issei's surprise.

Since there wasn't even a single light on the iron bridge, Issei didn't notice the other presence.

Roughly five meters ahead, in the direction Issei ran from, a girl was standing alone a rather ordinary middle school girl wearing a gray-pleated skirt, a short-sleeved blouse, and a summer sweater.

Looking at the girl, Issei couldn't find a right word to say as the girl that was he saved was the girl standing in front of him.

"... that's the issue, I guess. The company from behind came afterward."

"Uhh, because they were troublesome, I fried them."

BACHIN!

The sound of a blueish-white spark reverberated.

He didn't mean the girl held onto a stun gun.

Every time her shoulder-length light-brown hair swayed, sparks flew from it like the crackling of an electrode. The moment a convenience store bag, riding on the wind, flew close to her face, bluish-white sparks blasted it away like an automatic defense system.

"Whoa!" Issei said, worn out with a single word. "H-Hey, what did I ever do to you?"

"I cannot allow someone stronger than myself to exist. That reason alone is more than enough."

'…. That was it?' He thought sweat dropped, 'Not even tekken have characters with such mindless agendas.' He shouted in his mind.

"You're making fun of me, right? You know, despite the fact I'm a Level 5, I'm considering going all-out on a powerless Level 0. I remember how to handle the weak." She said with bored tone toward Issei.

'Ah…' Issei thought. 'So that's how is it…'

It's July 19. That was why he picked up the crappy manga from just a glance at the front cover from the bookshop and entered a family restaurant despite not being hungry. There he saw a drunk delinquent obviously pestering a middle school girl, and considered whether he or not he should help.

But actually he never saved the middle school girl.

Issei only remembered trying to stop the young men from carelessly approaching her and getting themselves hurt.

"Well, about that. I understand well that you are a 1-in-328,571 owner of talent, but you had better stop looking down on a person who wants a long life, in a matter of speaking."

"Shut up. To inject drugs directly into a blood vessel, to pierce the brain directly from behind the ear, to do such things like an oddball and not even be able to bend a single spoon... there's no other choice but to call the talentless you that."

"…."

Indeed, that's the kind of place Academy City is.

With such deceptive names like recording skills and memorization skills, the place incorporated brain development quietly into the curriculum - another face of Academy City. To begin with, all 2,300,000 students living in Academy City did not stop like protagonists of manga.

In all, he had seen about 60 percent of the weak students, after fully exerting themselves to the point of tearing their brains' blood vessels, finally bend a spoon to some degree; as a matter of fact, it was only the Level 0s who were unusable.

"If it's to bend a spoon, using pliers is good enough; if it's to make fire, buying a ¥100 lighter works well enough. If it's something like telepathy, mobile phones already exist, don't they? Isn't such ESP just unusual?" He tried to reason as he was a level-0. "The main point is that everyone is strange, being pleased with a byproduct like ESP. Wasn't that previous reason our objective?"

In response to that, the talented girl slants one of the corners of her lips. "Well... really the words of a strong person, right?"

"Huh?"

"A strong person, a strong person, a strong person." She started with blue spark around her. "To just possess talent from birth, obtain power, and not completely understand the pain of struggling... your words are like those of a manga protagonist: Harsh and with boldness."

ZAZEZEZAZEZAZA

Clear sounds of waves in the sea start coming from underneath the iron bridge.

"Hey! Hey! Have you seen the yearly body examination results? My level is 0 and yours is 5. Try hearing it from any walking chap on this side; things like 'who is above' is known in one hit, you know!"

Academy City's ability development freely uses pharmaceutics, cerebral medical science and physiology, and the like basically, all things scientific. If the fixed curriculum handled it, those without abilities could reach the point of at least bending a spoon.

Issei Hyoudou couldn't do even that.

Academy City's measurement machines evaluated him as absolutely zero ability.

"0, eh?" The girl repeats just that word, rolling it off her tongue. Her hand goes into her skirt pocket, and takes out a coin.

One from an amusement parlor game.

"Hey, have you ever heard the term railgun before?"

"Huh?"

"The theory of launching a metal shell via an ultra-powerful electromagnet is the same as that of a linear motorcar - except for the fact that it's a warship weapon."

PING!

The girl flips the coin into the air with her thumb.

HYUN-HYUN

The rotating coin lands on her thumb again.

Simultaneously, those words go.

Almost instantly and without sound, an orange spear of light horizontally pierces through an area near Issei's head; calling that spear a laser would be more accurate. Seeing a single trail of that light's afterimage stretching from the girl's thumb, he deduced the origin of the beam to be there.

Like a strike of lightning, a thunderous roar reverberates a moment later. A shockwave, tearing through the atmosphere, occurs near Issei's ears and throws off his sense of balance. The staggering Issei glances behind him.

The instant the orange light crashed into the iron bridge's road surface, it was as if an airplane above the sea made an emergency landing and blew the asphalt off. The orange afterglow, spanning thirty meters straight to the opposite side and wreaking all sorts of destruction, still scorched the atmosphere with its afterimage long after it had stopped moving.

"Even a coin like this can fly at three times the speed of sound if a reasonable amount of power is provided, right? Then again, it melts after about fifty meters due to friction with the atmosphere." She explained, much to the boy's surprise.

The bridge of iron and concrete rocked back and forth like an unreliable suspension bridge.

GAGI! BISHI!

The sound of metal bolts popping out and flying here and there reverberates.

"..." Issei felt chills, as if dry ice was being driven into every blood vessel of his body. "You. Don't tell me you used that on those pursuers. Did you?!"

"You idiot. I choose the opponent to use it on. I don't want to become some reckless murderer." While saying those words, sparks flew from the girl's brown hair like the crackling of an electrode. "This was sufficient to drive away those Level 0s!"

At that moment, bluish-white sparks shot out from her forelock like horns and, like a spear, the lightning raced head-on towards Issei.

At that second, Issei was very panic. A thing like evasion was impossible. His opponent was a bluish-white spear of lightning fired from the hair of a Level 5. It was the same as seeing a thunderbolt falling at light-speed and trying to avoid it, so to speak, it's pointless to avoid it…

"D-Ddraig!"

[IMAGINE GEAR!] As the sound was coming from his left hand a white light hitting the bluish-white spear of lightning and causing an explosion.

The attack scattered in every directions as mere sparks, which in turn slam into the steel frames that formed the iron bridge.

As the smoke scattered, the smoke revealed the smiling, middle-school girl. "So I wonder now." She started as she smiled fearlessly. "What is that gauntlet of yours?" She glared at the Dragon-like arm gauntlet in Issei's left hand.

The high-voltage current, scattered throughout the surroundings, had the power to burn the steel frames of the bridge; in spite of that, Issei's left hand, which received a direct hit, wasn't incinerated. It didn't bear even a single burn mark.

Issei's left hand had completely deflected a lightning strike which carried hundreds of millions of volts.

"Really, what's with that? Such a power doesn't even appear in Academy City's databank. If I am a 1-in-328,571 prodigy, then aren't you, the only one in Academy City, a 1-in-2,300,000 disaster?" The girl muttered bitterly as she pointed her finger toward the silent Issei. "With such an exceptional opponent to fight with, there's no choice but to raise my level this way, right?"

The reply, which like the lightning spear attack originated from her forehead, comes attacking at a speed slightly exceeding that of sound. That too scattered into different multiple directions the moment it slammed into Issei's left hand.

It was like knocking aside a water balloon.

Image Gear

The public television program's laughingstock-despite the numerous ESP formulas established within Academy City. If the attack was from the power of strange talents, even if it met God's system, this strange gauntlet would negate it without fail.

If that girl's ESP Railgun was the result of a strange talent, then it was no exception.

But, actually that strange gauntlet real ability is not negating strange talent. But for some reason that the certain dragon didn't know, it suddenly changed into negating any strange power in sight and gave it energy portion into him.

With such power, Issei should be invincible… But still…

'Shit! What the hell is that!? I think I will die!?' Issei thought very panic.

The area that the ability can negate is only around the place that was covered by the gauntlet.

His heart racing, Issei tries desperately to smooth everything over with the smile of an adult. "What to say? Misfortunate, right?"

That's how Issei brings an end to this day. This specific day, July 19. With that one word, it really was like he was grieving the whole world. "For you, that's just about true, isn't it?"