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Story Start
7 yrs. Earlier
During this time, Kaiba Corporation was a renowned company that built dangerous weapons and vehicles of war for varies countries deep in conflict with their neighbors. Every weapon they made was dangerous and effective in every way possible, but even some weapons are too dangerous for any human being to come in contact with, especially Kaiba Corp's latest experiment.
"Keep her in the basement..." Gozaboro Kaiba, the current leader of Kaiba corp. and father of two adoptive sons, said solemnly as he stared up at the disembodied girl. Wires and tubes ran from each limb like rivers of flashing light.
"B-But sir! We can't! She's too dangerous!" One of his workers spoke up while his fellow colleges just mumbled in disapproval. Gozaboro grumbled, looking back at the face of his experiment.
"This girl cost us 12,800,000 dollars, and you just expect me to throw it away!" He shouted, rubbing his temple in annoyance. He knew far too well how dangerous she was, and how much destruction she could cause if put in the wrong hands but he just couldn't do it. He didn't just invent this weapon he created it. He made every aspect of her personality and put it in a single disk that he held in his lab pocket. She wasn't just an experiment she was a daughter.
"What will we do with the Artificial Life form Intended for Calculation and Exploration?"
"I already told you...Keep A.L.I.C.E in the basement of Kaiba Corporation. She will not be woken up."
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Present
"Did you get the new Kaiba Corp. game?"
"Yeah!"
Years have passed since Kaiba Corp's leader Gozaboro Kaiba committed suicide and his company went into the hands of his eldest son, Seto. And with this new power, Seto had changed the company from making weapons to making advanced inventions for the #1 card game in the world.
"Seto?" Mokuba, Kaiba's younger brother called out as he walked through the busy Corporation building with a smile plastered on his face. Many workers in lab coats walked by quickly, once or twice bumping into Mokuba as he made his way to the elevator.
"I'm sorry, Mokuba-sama, but your brother is in a meeting right now." Amy, Kaiba's game designer, called out from her desk with a sad look on her face. Kaiba was always busy since their father's death, and now that a Yugi Moto had beaten him he hadn't even had time for Mokuba.
"That's okay, Amy. I'll just explore the company." He sighed, trying to hide his loneliness. It wasn't that bad, considering there was many things in this large company building that he had yet to figure out. Last week he discovered a room full of discarded inventions from previous experiments.
"All right, just don't go in the basement! There could be rats!" Amy shouted as Mokuba ran inside the elevator.
'Why does every one want me to stay out of the basement?' He wondered, looking at the button to the basement floor. He knew he wasn't supposed to go down there, but the curiosity finally took over. How big could those so-called rats be?
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"Hello?" Mokuba peered through the basement door meekly, glancing from side to side as his hand felt for the light switch against the wet stonewall. "Ew..." He whispered, finally switching on the light. He gasped in amazement at all the forgotten wonders from the previous Kaiba Corp. days. He looked in wonder at all the various weapons and unfinished work left over from his father.
"Amazing!" He called out as he ran down the wooden stars. He began to look over each invention, trying not to touch or set off any of the weapons in fear that he would get seriously hurt or even killed depending on the invention. But what really caught his eye was a pod similar to what his brother used for virtual reality games. "Cool..." He whispered, walking towards the pod.
On the door was a small window clouded by age and cold air from the ventilation system. He felt a shiver run up his spine, but he brushed it off and stacked a couple of crates so he could look through. He wiped the glass with his sleeve and gasped at the sight of a young girl's face. She seemed only fifteen to sixteen years old and had long red hair that reached to her back. She was strapped to a seat with wires and various tubes extruded from her stomach and collarbone area.
Mokuba pressed his face further into the glass and gaped in aw before he saw a hand scanner of the side of the pod. He knew he wasn't supposed to touch things, but he couldn't help but place his hand onto the pad. It scanned his hand with ease as if it wasn't broken or anything.
" Mokuba Kaiba, Access granted" It stated. Mokuba fell from the crates as the door to the pod began to open and clouds of mist escaped from the door. Mokuba felt as if he was in an alien movie as the lights began to flash and spin on the pod.
"Ah!" He stated, scooting back as the pod pushed the girl forward along with the wall she was attached to. He head fell limp as she was moved about until she faced Mokuba. He gulped and looked at the girl in disbelief. What was she...?
" Please insert Personality disk, please." The pod stated, making the girls collar bone slide skin away to reveal a small disk container. Mokuba looked around the room for a personality disk, but couldn't find one. He didn't even know what that was...
"I'm sorry...I lost it?" He stated, trying to see if that would have any effect. The disk slot closed up, and the room grew silent.
" Switching to Default Mode" Mokuba sat silently on the floor in wonder at what he had just discovered. He glanced up at the girl's face, and her eyes opened. A.L.I.C.E was born again...
To be continued…