SlippingSanity : It's okay... You all can tell me how much I suck. This was supposed to be up like, last month! But to be fair, I haven't really been on the computer that much! Please forgive me!
Disclaimer : I do not own. YuGiOh belongs to those who contributed to its creation
Chapter One
The CEO looked around the room with a glimmer of pride in his blue eyes. In the cold room, along the pristine white and metallic walls lay the backs of his greatest- well, one of his greatest duel creations. New virtual pods- no tampering with this time around, he made sure. Hopefully, after a few more personalized test runs, this time in the proverbial drivers seat as opposed to holographic simulations on his computer, it would be ready for market.
Shaking his head at his thoughts, Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba Corp made his way over to a large computer against the back wall and began typing in a sequence of commands.
"I don't think this is such a good idea…" Mokuba Kaiba followed his older brother and protested; worry flashing in his navy eyes.
"Stop worrying, Mokuba," the brunet casually replied as his fingers danced over the keyboard, "I checked over the creation of these pods personally. This time it'll run smoothly," he said with a conviction that dared anything to go wrong.
"If you say so…" Mokuba nodded, though the virtual pods were one of the last things he worried about. The last times his brother (and himself) had been in a virtual reality pod, nothing had gone as planned. Every time something happened, from corrupt greedy employees, to a plot for revenge. Not that he doubted his brother and his ability to make the finest duelist equipment, because that would never ever happen, it was just that he did not trust the virtual pods. Past experiences, especially bad ones, had the tendency to make one wary. "Are you sure, Seto?"
"Of course, Mokuba." He pressed down on the 'enter' key and listened to the slight whirring of his creations activation. When there was a near silent but steady hum, Seto made his way over to one of the pods.
"Shouldn't we call Yugi? You know, just in case?" Mokuba asked in a hushed tone that wasn't low enough to be ignored by his brother, if the annoyed stare the raven haired teen received from his brother before the helmet slid into place was proof enough.
"Begin simulation!" Seto announced. A computerized feminine voice replied.
"Simulation activation to begin in 5.
4.
3.
2.
1."
Mokuba watched nervously as the pod lit up and his brother's eyes closed. He would wait patiently for his brother to complete his overnight test run, but he did not like it. Not one bit. He couldn't explain it; it could have been nothing more than his own paranoia about the situation, but he had a bad feeling…
"Be careful big brother."
Mokuba woke swiftly to the sounds of screams. He had gone to bed like he had promised his brother he would, after all this was not the first time his brother had tested a product overnight. But now, as he threw his covers from his pajama clad body and ran to the testing room, he regretted that decision.
"Seto!" He stood in the entryway, wide eyed and panting, "What's going—" Mokuba paused mid sentence, his breath either caught in his throat or surprised out of him, he couldn't tell.
What was going on?
It had to have been due to lack of sleep. It had to!
He rubbed his eyes and tried again. And again. And again. Still, each time he saw the same thing…s…
…but!...
What was going on? What was that horrifying scream?
And why were there so many different Seto's? !