[Edited: 18/01/15]

Code 6

[AU, Gom!Kuroko] Having escaped a burning facility with one of the most dangerous creations called Code 6; Alexandra Garcia vowed to let the young child live a normal life as her 'younger brother'. However, raising and hiding a dangerous specimen proved to be a difficult task. Just how long can they keep the real identity of "Kuroko Tetsuya" a secret as he attends Teikō High?

Prologue

The ground shook and the pillars supporting the entire facility trembled as explosions set off one after another at random intervals, driving all the occupants of the building away without the slightest hint of uncertainty. It was brutally chaotic; not with the startling amount of debris seemingly falling out of nowhere from all the inexplicable detonations of what apparently were bombs and the sheer amount of people dying with each passing second from what could have been toxic gas. It was a fact that only a fool would think it was wise to stop in the middle of this pandemonium to simply ponder over their investigations and research. In spite of the fact that there were people who were willing to act fearless against something that they had no way of stopping or controlling, it proved to be absolutely useless considering the likeliness of death if they were to try anything else.

After all, they knew.

This wasn't just a simple mistake, an unexpected accident nor was it a minor miscalculation on their part.

There was something more to this situation whether they liked it or not.

"Excuse me! Please get out of my way!"

Amongst the frenzied uproar was a young bespectacled woman with short blond hair, gasping for air as she valiantly slipped through the horde of men heading towards the opposite direction in an attempt to get away from the burning infrastructure. It was obvious just how difficult her task was; it could be seen with the way how her face twists into a bitter and pained grimace every now and then as she tried her very best to not be crushed or pushed backwards by the people and the explosions. Bruises littered her entire delicate frame and certain parts of her body were bleeding; even her white lab coat which was torn and tattered was stained red from the blood that was pouring out of her injuries.

Taking in a very deep breath and holding it, the young woman balled her hands into tight fists in determination and pushed her body into fighting the crowd with nothing but her own petite body, her dark green eyes focused on one certain part of the building with intense concentration. It was taking a lot to stand and walk but she knew that she just couldn't bring herself to give up now. This wasn't a matter of survival or pride; this was a matter of living.

Scorching fire gradually began to engulf the entire field which used to be a safe haven for various organisms yet that fact hadn't registered within the young woman's mind as she continued running, even when she was the only one present within the deserted area with some unmoving bodies laying helplessly and hazardously on the ground with random pieces of wreckage and debris slicing through certain parts of their bodies. It made a horrendous sight but everything was a mere blur for her; she had one thing in mind and she couldn't afford letting go of that right now.

She panted heavily as she passed and stumbled through the open doors with her shoes left to be abandoned on the field as her white torn cloak flowed behind her back, her short hair tangled and drenched in sweat from the effort she exerted. She went through the hallways, turned around some corners while occasionally leaning on a wall to support her body when the tremors caused by the explosions were too strong to handle and then finally, she entered a certain room with the word "CRYOGENICS" engraved on the door's metallic surface.

She then tentatively pushed the door open, cautiously gazing at the content of the water tank positioned at the center of the room as her dark green eyes met cold and unseeing blue.

It was a young child.

TBC.