De-anoned from the drrr-kink meme.
Original prompt:
Half-AU!Durarara?
Uhm, it's about Shizuo and Izaya is actually an artificial(sp?) life/human created by a scientist!Mikado (because we all know it's impossible for them to be human), they're created with nature of hating each other and twisted personality, to make Mikado life more interesting. Complete with the nature of hating being controlled by their 'father', Mikado, just because Mikado finds it amusing to find them struggle for freedom.
The scientist!Mikado is eventually dead, and unfortunately they still keep fighting each other, because they're programmed(?) so. Years later (I don't know, they're artificially, so they immortal? up to author!anon really), they found a boy who look like their 'father' with a different personality, which actually scientist!Mikado's clone, and with his newest artificial slave, Aoba(?)
That's the setting I want I guess? How the story flow is up to the author!anon.
If there's a pairing, please, anything BUT ShiZaya. No offense, but I'm getting bored skimming through numerous of this pairing. And if it's Masaomi/Mikado could it be more brotherly love?
Make it as twisted as possible lol
Brownies, if there are lots of brain-play between the artificial lives and scientist XD and Mikado only think the human as his toy (to quote this post subject: "human is so interesting, they're so pathetic")
More brownies, if there is dark-smut here and there (most likely the scientist with his slaves XD?)
But really, most important thing is, Shizuo and Izaya as artificial lives, with Scientist!Mikado XD
P.S. Unfortunately, I'm terrible at smut do more focus on the brain-play. If OP!anon ever read this, I am terribly sorry.
Testing, testing.
Are you awake?
-*-
He opened his eyes, squinting at the flashing object in front of him. His mechanized brain felt faint, possibly from the days of hard work to create him. He stood up from the table he was previously at and examined the place. One thing he noticed was that, everything was blank. His brain hasn't programmed what exactly it was called, yet. He flexed those robotic hands of his, wires and cords followed his will. He was a thinking, moving mechanism and he sure recognized that.
"Your brain might feel empty," his ears tensed at the echoing sound. It was coming from the glass window his new eyes could not form. The voice continued to speak, "All artificial intelligence had to go through that at some point. Well at least those who were functional."
His mind could not process the words being dictated at him right away. Artificial intelligence? What does that mean? Does he mean by me?
He turned to face the man. His new eyes weren't properly functioning yet he can still form the shape of the man. Following the shape, he watched the man pressed and pulled often writing on the earthy material in his hands. The man finished and he could see that he spoke through an object that connected to the system.
"I fixed most of the tiniest problems you had. Your eyesight should now be properly functional," he was right about that. He could definitely see the man, he had dark hair and he was wearing blank clothes.
"I'm guessing your mind hasn't processed any of the simplest human information. That information would lead you to survive this type of environment," that voice left a ringing noise in his ears. "Don't worry, I'll help you. Repeat after me, I am Izaya Orihara."
"I am Izaya Orihara," those words fell right out of his mouth like waterfalls.
"I am under the care of Mikado Ryuugamine, my creator."
It was like a game of Simon Says, except it was more on words. The robot repeated everything his creator said. Sometimes he spoke of trivial things-like the colour of eyes which he now knew was burgundy. The man was also a scientist, a failed one for that matter. That was the only thing he knew of his career. They were also situated in an underground facility-away from those pesky humans this scientist seemed to find interesting. He told him to call him 'Mikado.'
In a short amount of time, Izaya Orihara held the most mundane human knowledge in the world. Considering the fact that he was a little to a day old, his computerized brain held the capacity of a full grown man. He learned that the flashing object was light. Mikado told him that the vile humans used it for selfish reasons, like using it to blind the soft, fragile eyeballs. This was what Mikado told him the most, the deadly acts those humans performed.
Mikado was also in his thirties though he looked as if he wasn't a day older than twenty. Maybe it was because of his genuine childish face that made him look so innocent. Izaya noticed the faint deep circles that formed under his eyes. It might be from the days of hard work from making his creation. The artificial intelligence, him.
There were four white walls in his room (he noticed everything was white in this place. There was a glass window that separated him from the scientist and that black box with all the controls. Mikado entered his confinement, Izaya noticed that he was a tad shorter than what he looked from the glass window. The place was more barren than what he expected, (everything was still white, of course. This was a bleak white, however).
"The gush you are feeling right now is air," Mikado explained, blankly, "They came from the ventilation up there. Wait, I must've forgotten. I haven't fixed your feeling of touch yet."
The scientist remained silent for the rest of the time. Time after time, he hummed a tune Izaya didn't recognize. Mikado only shared information that he thought that was relevant. The arrived at another door, one that was similar to his confinement. Mikado pressed the palms of his hand on the black screen next to the door.
"Access activated. Welcome, father," the room was similar to his, except it was a lot larger. There was also a blond man sitting on the table, gazing at the wall inattentively. For some reason, Izaya felt a sudden impulse to insult him, to hate him and to show his anger. He wanted to destroy him for some unfathomable reason.
"Shizuo," Mikado said, "this is Izaya. He is approximately fifteen hours younger than you. If you have feelings of anger, misjudgment or hate upon Izaya. It's alright. That's okay. You wereprogrammed to hate him anyway. So go on, hit him, punch him or try to kill him."
They looked at each other for a moment, they started fighting like they meant it from the very beginning. Izaya learned that Shizuo had the capabilities to break through the fortified walls. Of course, Izaya was quick like a fox, missing each blow by an inch of his hair. Suddenly, the room was transported or rather changed into a larger room. Obstacles were laid everywhere, spikes , laser beams and the like. The two mechanisms looked up to see Mikado behind the glass window, again. He was grinning like he had seen the most amusing thing in the world.
"You two would be put through tests," the failed scientist twirled his finger, "Don't worry, all artificial intelligence went through this."
"It simply because I have nothing better to do that to observe. The human race is so fascinating yet pathetic at the same time. I tried testing humans before but a lot of them seemed to rebel," Mikado shook his head, "So instead, I created artificial intelligence because they're easier to control that those annoying humans. Except some of them areso dysfunctional. I hope you two would do much better. Good luck!"
Shizuo impaled him to the ground. They kicked, they punched and they pulled, just to eliminate. Eliminate, eliminate, eliminate. These were a revolving notion of words. It was still for no reason, at all.
It wasn't chance or bad luck. No,it was because they were programmed to do so.
Behind the glass window, Mikado watched his two creations annihilate each other. He almost wanted to dance and sing with glee. He made these creatures-no, no thingsto look like humans, to act like humans and to think like humans(depending on what you meant as 'to act' or 'to think). He despised those humans just like how these two mechanisms despised each other, to the very core. However, these robots are very easy to manipulate. With a push of a button, he can easily tell them what to do.
The failed scientist had them tied like little marionettes in his fingertips. They weren't like those annoying humans he once tested, always rebelled, always thought for themselves. Almost one of them exposed this very facility, things didn't end well for that human.
Humans. Humans. Humans.
Mikado found them so intriguing yet under those alluring faces hid vile, malicious creatures. They were arrogant, stupid and so ignorant. It was their fault, they pushed him to hide himself from the earth.
Humans. Humans. Humans.
Mikado looked back at the scene happening below him. As he expected, his creations had been fighting for at least half an hour. He frowned, things were getting absolutely boring. He pushed a button. Walls transformed the room into the likes of a maze. Shizuo and Izaya stopped fighting and looked up-obviously, dumbfounded.
"In some tests, you two would have to work together. In some tests, you two would have to fight each other. Some tests would require you to work andfight each other such as this one. No matter, your feelings of hatred and anger would never change. I programmed you two to be that way. Why? For no reason."
All for my entertainment.
AN:Title is from Portal which is one of my main inspirations for this fic. (Seriously when I first saw this prompt it screamed Portal and Artifcial Intelligence at me.)