Genesis

Summary: No matter how hard he tries, Seto can't seem to escape his stepfather's legacy. But perhaps the demons Gozoburo unleashed aren't just in his head, as desperate email from an old research facility unleashes a chain of events far more terrible than he could ever have imagined…

Warnings: Will be swearing violence and disturbingness (I hope. If there isn't, I haven't done my job…)

Author's notes: Inspired by Ultimate Nightmare and that gawd-awful Resident Evil movie, among other things.

Disclaimer: Not my characters, and only just my plot.

Chapter 1

To: Kaiba Gozoburo

From: Dr Tensai

Re: Genesis project

Message: Something gone wrong. Can't control them any more. Send reinforcements, before too late.


"What the hell…?" Kaiba stared at his monitor. There were so many things odd about this message, he didn't know what to be confused and angry about first.

Problem one: The man this message was addressed to, his stepfather, had been dead for the past year, and there were few people left stupid enough to mention his name.

Problem two: There was no way they could have got a message through his firewalls and into his personal inbox without majorly high security clearance, which lead onto

Problem three: He had never heard of either Doctor Tensai or the Genesis project, so there was no way he/she could have that kind of clearance.

And Problem four: What the hell did they (whoever "they" was) need reinforcements for, and what was it that couldn't be controlled?

A bizarre hoax? But what would be the point?

His day's agenda forgotten, he set to tracing the email. Anyone who dared to bring up his stepfather's name was going to be in a whole heap of shit when he found them…


Ten minutes later, he was screaming into his intercom.

"Taki! Get your ass in here!"

The unfortunate Taki in question squeaked and spilled her coffee, before making a frantic dash into her boss' office.

"You worked here under my "father", correct?

"Y-yes sir."

"Did you ever hear anything about the "Genesis project"...?"

"Uh…sorry sir…um…I...uh..."

"Stop stammering and answer the damn question."

"N-not that I know of, sir."

"Did he have any projects taking place in Russia?"

"Um…Why would he have had a project in Russia, Sir?"

"That's what I'm trying to find out," Kaiba snarled. "I just traced a message from there. Check through the company files. Look for a "Dr Tensai" and a "Genesis project."

His secretary squealed and scurried to obey.


"This is all I could find, Sir," Taki squeaked, holding out a sheaf of papers. "There was a woman named Dr Tensai Shokubai employed here, but that was six years ago. She was a specialist in genetics…strange…what would a weapons manufacturer have needed a geneticist for? Anyway, it's odd, but there's no record of her being fired or resigning…she just seemed to vanish…could be a clerical error…"

"And the Genesis project?" Kaiba prompted.

"I couldn't find anything on that…I'm sorry sir…Oh, but wait!" She began to franticly leaf through her papers. "There was a record of your father purchasing a property in Russia, about the same time the doctor disappeared."

"What for? What the hell were they doing out there?"

"…It doesn't say…I'm sorry, Sir…" She looked ready to cry.

Many have wondered as to how someone as pathetic as Shisha Taki could manage to hold onto her job for so long in the harsh and predatory environment that is KaibaCorp. The answer…? Her considerable physical charms and low self esteem made her…a desirable colleague to work late with. She kept her job, and Kaiba got laid to put it bluntly. She both appalled him for her trust and desire to please, and fascinated him for the same reason. He didn't love her, or even particularly like her, but she was convenient. He didn't know she felt about him, and didn't really care. She seemed satisfied with their little arrangement, and was always up for a little "overtime".

"Never mind…" He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "Clear my schedule for the next few days. We're going to Russia."


"So here we are. An intercontinental flight later, and we now stand outside the mysterious secret base which may or may not be home to a mysterious secret project, which may or may not be a hoax and may or may not be run by a mysterious woman who may or may not exist…huh…" muttered Jouin. "And why is Russia this cold?"

"Shut up," hissed Utsuro.

"But seriously, what the hell are we doing here? We'd better be getting paid extra for this," Jouin bitched. He hadn't been employed by KaibaCorp as long as his colleague, and had no idea of the dangerous territory he was treading.

"No, seriously, shut up!" Utsuro was more experienced and much less suicidal.

"Wha…why?"

"Perhaps because I'm standing behind you," Kaiba hissed. "Did you have a problem?"

"N-no, Sir," they chorused.

"Good." He stalked over to the base's entrance. "Any luck with the lock?"

Kubo, another of his henchmen, looked up from where he was kneeling by the door and shook his head.

"S-should we really be doing this…? Breaking in…?" Taki asked.

"I don't see why not. This base was once owned by Gozoburo, which means now its mine. Which means I can do whatever I damn well want with it. Now move out of the way. If you want something done properly…" he muttered. Kubo moved, and Kaiba took his place and began fiddling with the keypad affixed to the door.

Taki fidgeted and mentally urged him to hurry. This was not the kind of place she wanted to hang around. The base had once belonged to the Russian military, and it showed in the building; a stark concrete bunker, appearing all the more gloomy for the brilliant white of the surrounding snow. It was surrounded by acres of barbed wire, but the checkpoints had been empty, and no one had challenged them as they walked through. The overall effect wasn't that of a research centre; it was that of a prison.

Her musings were cut off by the shriek of rusty metal. She turned as the door started to grate open. From the horrible screeches it made, it was clear that it hadn't been opened in a while.

She went to stand beside the others as they crowded around the entrance.

And then they smelt it. Death and decay. The air reeked of it. Kubo gagged and turned away to puke.

And then, as their eyes adjusted to the light, they saw it…

"…Oh….God…"

To Be Continued