"Y/n? You're staring at me." You snapped out of the daze. "Sorry.... I.... Nevermind." You couldn't explain yourself without seeming creepy, you knew that so you just shut up.
"SCP-682 JUST BROKE OUT AT GATE B. I WANT ALL AVAILABLE HELICOPTERS AND MTF UNITS AT GATE B NOW. I REPEAT; SCP-682 IS OUT OF THE FACILITY. ALL AVAILABLE HELICOPTERS AND MTF UNITS AT GATE B NOW."
Just then, there was a loud roar that made 079 lose his balance. "What's 682?" You asked. You had never heard of that SCP before. "Um.... He's.... He's a friend of mine," He explained the best he could. "That doesn't help." There was another roar, yet this one was more powerful and knocked the both of you down.
"WE'RE DETONATING THE WARHEADS IN T MINUS 90 SECONDS. ALL PERSONNEL ARE ADVISED TO BOARD THE NEAREST HELICOPTER OR ENTER THE NEAREST BLAST SHELTER IMMEDIATELY."
079 looked at you with fear and confusion in his eyes as sirens likely damaged your hearing. The elevator opened and some researchers shoved you and 079 out. As the doors to the elevator closed, he turned to you. "Are we gonna die?" You just stared, unsure of what to say.
"WE WERE UNABLE TO DETONATE THE WARHEADS. ALL HELICOPTERS AND MTF UNITS GO BACK TO GATE B NOW. CAPTURING SCP-682 IS NOW ON NUMBER ONE PRIORITY"
He backed into a wall in relief. You and him sat there for what seemed like an eternity, with the sounds of helicopter blades and gunshots drowning out each other's words. "Could you actually explain what 682 is?" You asked. You saw his eyes light up with excitement. He told you everything he knew about 682, how long they'd been friends, other normal things someone would say about their friend.
After a few hours of you and 079 talking back and forth, an MTF unit dragged you away from him and him away from you. You saw the pain in his eyes as they treated him roughly and grabbed his arms too hard. You wanted to fight them. You wanted to hurt them. You wanted to kill them.
"Ow, you're squeezing my arm! Please, loosen your grip," He begged, trying to break free. "Fucking coward. You're a robot you can't even feel pain." You felt yourself start overheating. "OW! What the fuck?! It's burning!" The MTF holding your left arm exclaimed as he swiped his hand away. You tore off his helmet and grabbed him by the throat, bringing him up to your level before squeezing his neck until it exploded. "HOLY SHIT! SHAWN, FRED! 6187 FUCKING KILLED DAVE!" The other MTF yelled at the two holding 079.
They dropped 079 and rushed over to you. You noticed how he had been dropped from a foot or so in the air and the agony in his eyes as he lied on the ground. You blacked out and next thing you know, there were four MTFS on the ground, dead, of course, across the hallway from you and 079.
"You.... You killed.... You're gonna kill.... Please, don't kill me..." He begged as he scooted away from you. "No, I won't kill you. I promise. I just want to know if you're okay," You explained, stepping closer to him. "Don't get any closer! If you take one more step, I'll..." He didn't have a plan and he knew it, so did you. You stopped dead in your tracts so you didn't scare him anymore.
"I just want to make sure you're okay," You told him. "I'm fine, I swear," He said, still backing away from you. You fell to your hands and knees after a roar that definitely damaged your hearing to an extent. The roars got closer. And closer. Soon they were just growls.
"SCP-682 HAS JUST BEEN RECONTAINED. ALL FOUNDATION PERSONNEL MUST STAY IN A SAFE ZONE UNTIL ALL SCPS HAVE BEEN CONFIRMED TO BE RECONTAINED."
A new MTF unit grabbed you and 079 and took you back to your cell. They weren't being as rough with him as the other two were, so you let them live. You decided to pay attention to the MTF's holding your arms.
"Yeah, we gotta see that footage. I'm guessing 6187 killed them. I bet you fifty bucks that it was because the newbies thought they owned the world and treated either it or 079 like shit," One said. "Hey, 6187, who did you kill first, and why'd you kill in the first place?" The other asked. "John!" The first one ridiculed "John" as he snickered quietly to himself.
"I killed... I think his name was Dave first. Then I killed the other one that was holding my arm. And then I killed Shawn and Fred. They were treating 079 like garbage and he was keeping me company and hadn't done anything wrong," You answered.
"See?! SEE?! I TOLD CAPTAIN PAUL HE SHOULDN'T LET THE RECRUITS RECONTAIN THE SCPS WITHOUT SOME SUPERVISION! BUT WHAT DO I KNOW, I'M JUST SOME MID-COMMANDER!" The first one ranted. "Did you mention 079? Oooh, is he your boyfriend?" John teased.
You tolerated them, John and Harrison. They treated all SCPs that were slightly human-like. Although you didn't have emotions, which meant you couldn't form opinions, they still asked you about your feelings about stuff, like SCP-999 and cats.
You felt cared about when around John, Harrison, and 079. At least they had some respect.
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edit: fixed some of the wording
this has been a draft since early june and i wanted it out as soon as possible
i hope the ending didn't seem so messy/quick/rushed
also if ur from my scp stuffs book then you get 2 sour gummy worms instead of 1 :3
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Chapter One
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