"Wait, here comes the King." Trevor pointed at the top of the steps. The King scanned the crowd, his face was pale from whatever ordeal he had suffered.<br/><br/>"Accelerator has returned." The simple phrase was enough to set some screaming. He raised his hand, "We will not bow to this treachery, we shall rise as we did against the Vector order. He says, he will return here by sunset on the third day. Damn it! I say. We will destroy them as we did before. Be brave, fellow citizens we shall not fail. Messangers has been sent to major cities, to rally all Psi users. But I'm afraid-" A messanger ran up, nearly falling as he did so.<br/>(Cross-over?)<br/>He handed the King a metal rod of some sort. Then a voice, heavily synthesized, man, child, girl or boy it was impossible to tell. "Aleister Crowley speaking. I am afraid that Academy City would not be able to aid you in terms of Espers. However, we send to you a weapon, the Sonic Piledriver, it will aid in defeating the Vectormasters. It will be required to placed to as close to the center of the city for optimum functiality." The transmission closed.<br/><br/>Trevor stared, waiting for his brother's verdict. Silence. Then, "Accelerator has set forth conditions, all girls within the age range of sixteen to nineteen to assemble in the palace at sundown on the third day. Will we submit? Never."<br/><br/>The crowd echoed his words, "Never!"<br/><br/>(man, this sounds so harry potter)