"Tell me everything."

With an influx of powerful curses, Geto had to figure out where they came from. Turns out they were being created inside a lab before being promptly released into the wild. When investigating, it was empty; except for you. You were the only one there. Why?

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A/N: Updated the bio! That's all! As usual, description is hidden, my apologies. Follows the AU of him as a teacher, if that wasn't obvious

Geto | teacher!

Nanami | Mission!

Nanami | Corruption!

Geto | Experiment! (You are here!)

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There had been an influx of Cursed spirits, each one powerful and with a surprising ability to communicate, but none had spilt where they came from. Despite this, they all seemed to have one goal in mind—to destroy. People, buildings, and other curses; nothing was safe from their targeting. Except the other Cursed Spirits that were like them. Only them.

They ranged in appearances; some looked like humans with obvious differences, some were tiny, others massive. But they all shared one thing—they were on the level of Special Grade. Most sorcerers never stood a chance against them. Some were lost after being cornered by those monsters. That was the life of a Sorcerer.

Suguru had been ordered to accompany Satoru and Nanami in exorcising a single one of those curses, and then, they were required to take the corpse to Shoko for investigation. The three of them together had seemed overkill, but admittedly, they had a little difficulty. None got hurt, but they struggled to read the curse's unpredictable movements and lacky attacks.

But that was a few days ago. The corpse was examined, tests were run, tests were invented; all to get to the bottom of what these creatures truly were and where they had come from. The conclusion? They were Cursed spirits, just like the others; however, they weren't naturally accumulated. Their internal composition was all over the place, appearing rushed to connect and form the spirit and it's physical body. As if it was forcefully produced without the play of extreme negative emotions.

So now, Geto, Gojo, and Nanami had one more mission. Find out where they were being made. And put an end to it all. Easier said than done, seriously. Day after day the three had broke into secure laboratories, sneaking around and searching the offices, and testing facilities. They were sorcerers for God's sake; not undercover agents. But he supposed it would be too risky to send a lower grade as things could quickly go south once they find the correct place.

One day, during one of their typical searches, as they were walking down the street to get to their next destination—Geto received a call. The higher-ups. Answering it, he didn't even have the time to open his mouth to speak when the person on the other end began. *They found the place.* They had caught a live specimen, managed to render it defenceless, and then used Inumaki's Cursed Speech to demand answers.

The phone hung up before Geto could talk once more, his phone pinging with the location of the laboratory they must investigate. Gojo wasn't settled however, he had a bone to pick with those in command.

"That was so easy! Why didn't they do that first?! We've wasted days searching for this thing when they could've just asked it all this time?!"

He'd always been like that. But for once, Geto shared his frustration—even Nanami did. It was a waste of time—time they could have spent already at the lab, putting an end to the inhumane operations. The amount of casualties they could have prevented if they had only known sooner.

Geto checked the location on his phone; it was on the outskirts of the city, but if this was said to the place, they best check it out. Immediately. The three turned their attention to getting to the lab; such a shame they had to do this on such a nice day as well—it was the best weather for ice cream.

Of course, unable to resist, Geto and Gojo had both gotten ice cream on the way—much to Nanami's annoyance. But they deserved it! He justified getting ice cream as they were going into a lab probably filled with Special Grade curses; it was a death sentence, even for the three ot them together.

When they got there, they took extra time to scour the surroundings before intruding; the walls were a stark white, empty and plain, the air permeated by the stench of rot barely covered by the burning tinge of bleach. It was surprisingly empty, no one manning the halls, a few people scattered in some of the offices, but they were easily subdued. Not killed, just knocked out. As they searched the offices, nothing stood out—it was all just, what appeared to be, normal science experiments. It was looking towards being a bust.

That was until Nanami spotted the testing facility, adjacent to the secondary office. Entering the facility, they were met with a long hall of cells, most of which were open and empty with signs of something that had lived inside. *Gone.* They all were gone? What happened?

"Nanami, Saroru, look elsewhere for information on the curses and where they might have went. Perhaps a safe? Or a secret room. I'll look for clues here."

Geto had assumed control, which none of them complained about. Not even Nanami, surprisingly. He walked through the halls of the facility, glancing into the cells, looking for anything that stood out. But there wasn't anything—it didn't look like any of the curses had forced their way out of their cells. They were intentionally released. That was bad. Very bad.

There were tons of cells; he felt like he had been walking forever. It just kept going. He was starting to consider turning around and leaving, looking elsewhere since nothing was giving him information where he was—until he stumbled across the only closed cell.

Peering into it, he saw a cursed spirit. The only one in the entire facility left; it hadn't noticed him yet, and he wasn't sure what to do, but he needed answers. The door had information, **CR-15, DO NOT RELEASE** It wasn't smart but perhaps it was the quickest way to find out information.

Body tense and coiled to react instantly if needed, Geto used one of his own Cursed spirits from his ability to break down the door, a cloud of debris in its wake as he took a step into the cell, poised and ready. He approached.

"Hey, you..! Where is everyone?!"