Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Project: Kaiba ❯ Patient 409-B ( Chapter 4 )

WARNING: BRIEF MENTION OF ORAL SEX!

 

Patient 409-B

 

The man watched Seto Kaiba's limousine through the concealing shadows. He watched the white-haired teen leave Seto's car.

“So….he is Seto Kaiba's new piece of meat,” he grinned as he jotted down the teen's address. “Master will be proud that I finally tracked him down.” The man snapped a picture of the teen, who entered his house. The limo pulled away.

“Time to report my new discovery,” the stranger said, running down the street to his car. He drove down the street. “I'm gonna get paid big money for this!”

The tall man drove towards KaibaCorp and down the street. He pulled into the empty parking garage and waited.

“What did you find out, Doug?” a German voice asked from behind him.

Doug turned around to see his boss standing there. “Sir, you startled me.”

“Jumpy?”

“No, sir. I have the information you wanted.” Doug handed the picture to his boss.

“I see. Is this Seto Kaiba's new fling?”

“That is what I saw, sir.”

Doug's boss chuckled. “Such a cute one! I will make use of this pretty boy. He looks like he will be quite useful for our agenda.”

“Where's my money?”

“Oh yes, how silly of me!”

Doug opened his hand and his boss placed a stack of hundred dollar bills there.

“We will call you when we need you next.”

Doug watched his tall boss leave. “I'm looking forward to it.”

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Ten men sat around a large oak table waiting for their boss.

“What do you think this `surprise meeting' is all about?”

“I don't know, but it's gotta be something important for us all to be here at two in the morning.”

The men chattered until the tall German man entered the room.

“Order! Order! Gentlemen, we finally have found to key to bring KaibaCorp to its pathetic knees!” The man smiled.

“This plan won't fail.” The tall man held up the picture Doug gave him. “This is Seto Kaiba's new flame. He is our key to Seto's destruction and the dismantling of the KaibaCorp empire.”

The men looked at the picture. “If he is Seto's new flame, how will we get our hands on him? How can we convince him to reveal KaibaCorp secrets?”

“This is where my guests come into play. Come in!”

A tall, skinny doctor entered the room. He bowed and saluted the board members.

“This is Herr Doctor Streubel. He has come to the US from Germany. Herr Doctor, please enlighten these gentlemen regarding your experiments.”

“Thank you, Mein Herr. Gentlemen, I come to you today with a question: What if you could program a human being, like a computer, to follow your every order?”

The men exchanged glances. “You'd eliminate free will,” one man said.

“That person would be a threat to everyone and everything.”

“You'd do profound psychological and irreversible damage to the person's personality and psyche.”

The doctor nodded. “Precisely. All three answers are correct. That person would be a weapon, able to kill on command when triggered by a phrase, command, or even something as simple as a color.”

“That's impossible!” one man exclaimed. “That boarders on cruelty!”

“Maybe so, Mein Herr, but it is entirely possible. Back in the 1950's, 1960's and even later, there were secret government experimentation into programming of human beings. I was a part of a governmental program called MKUltra, Project Bluebird, and Project Artichoke. During those experiments, we were able to program people, even little children, with drugs and behavioral conditioning. Much of the testing we did tested medicines and the effect on the human body. Through these means, we were able to create multiple personalities in the majority of these subjects. These subjects were capable of doing anything from killing others to committing suicide. Some subjects could not handle the programming and terminated their own lives, but I can assure the safety of the subject your boss has designated for our own special project.”

“How would you proceed?” one man asked.

The doctor removed a disk from his white jacket and placed it into the computer. The computer screen became projected on the wall with a connection to a projector.

“I will begin by isolating the boy. Breaking down his mental state may not be easy, but this can be achieved through electro-shock therapy and a simple technique of repetition of a subliminal or hypnotic tape. After this, we condition the boy to react to different stimuli that meet our purpose. Since this boy is Seto's new flame, we can program him using the Beta program. We will program him to seduce the secrets out of Kaiba.”

The man at the end of the table stood up. “My wish is that Seto doesn't just lose his position. I want Herr Kaiba dead!”

“Deltra programming will allow us to train him to be a killer, an assassin. Whatever we want him to be.”

“Wait a minute,” one man said. “Wouldn't he know what is going on?”

The doctor grinned. “No. The beauty of this is that our subject will have no knowledge of anything we do. It will all be locked in his sub-conscious. And if he does feel like he has to tell someone about what we are doing to him, we will initiate the Omega Program: Self-Destruction. Suicide. He won't get a chance to tell anybody anything. I will monitor the boy's progress, along with the boy's Handler.”

“'Handler?'”

“None of our experiment subjects called us doctors. Even the little children called us `handlers.' This boy won't know what happened while in our care.”

One of the men stood up. “How can we ethically condone this? Has this worked with others?”

The doctor nodded. “Patient 409-B, come in here.”

The men watched in amazement as another came into the room. He was dressed in a black suit, a single die hanging from his ear.

“I am here.”

“Patient 409-B was recently programmed by us successfully.”
”Isn't he--?”

The boss sat down in his chair and giggled. “What better way to take out business competition than controlling our competitor's directly?”

“Why can't we just kidnap Kaiba and do this then?”

“Because Kaiba is guarded like a fortress. Capturing him would prove difficult, if impossible, at best.”

The doctor turned to the subject. “Patient 409-B, I want you to kill Mr. Tarus and then kill yourself.”

The men watched in terror as the man in the trance walked up to Mr. Tarus, who was already out of his seat. He backed up as the subject approached him. He pulled a gun out of his jacket and pointed the gun at the quivering man.

He raised the gun at Mr. Tarus and pulled the trigger.

The gun went off, shooting Tarus in the head.

The killer watched the victim's eyes widen and blood come out of his victim's forehead. The test subject raised the gun to his own head and pulled the trigger.

Nothing happened.

The doctor chuckled. “Patient 409-B?”

The subject stopped and looked at him.

“Popsicle.”

The killer dropped the gun and went to one of the board members. He turned the man's chair around and tugged on the man's pants, trying to unzip them.

“What the hell is he doing?!” the man asked.

“Only doing what he is programmed to do.”

The killer pulled down the man's zipper and licked his freed erection.

“Stop this!”

The killer moaned around the man.

“This is what Project Bluebird, and later Project Artichoke, hoped to create: people who could be programmed to bring down the enemy and have no conscious knowledge of their actions.”

The men exchanged worried glances.

“Gentlemen, people are puppets. You can program anyone to do anything. Patient 409-B can be anything. He can seduce anyone, kill anyone, and gather all of his victim's secrets. Free will is a thing of the past. If we are serious about our goal, we must do anything within our power to make that goal a reality. Mein Herr wishes KaibaCorp destroyed. We can do this through programming this boy, his new flame. He will be our puppet to do what we wish. We will reap the rewards if we keep the subject alive during our programming procedures. If we begin as soon as possible, I can foresee the destruction of KaibaCorp not being an issue.”

The boss nodded. “Thank you, Mein Herr Doctor. We will make arrangements to provide the doctor with any and all equipment he desires. He will also need to secure a facility for him.”

“I have one already,” the doctor said. “I'll use my old facility. I'll just need some modern equipment.”

“I will see to it that you have everything you require. Seto Kaiba will soon be destroyed. I will take over KaibaCorp. I will be the most powerful CEO this country has ever known!”