SCP {The SCP That United Them All}

1- SCP-GU411

Official records are as follows, at the time of initial identification of the subject.

SCP-GU411, subject file classified, object class Euclid (under review). SCP-GU411 is a normal caucasian male, dark hair, blue eyes, age 32, 5' 10", with a fairly average muscular build. Originally an officer of the SCP foundation, his SCP classification represents "Guard Unit" and his badge number, 411. All records and actual term of service, to the SCP Foundation, is classified under 05 command clearance, and as such has been redacted from all other lower clearance access. Researchers became aware of his abilities when he was located, without authorization, in SCP-053's cell. Seeing as his authorization level was 0, at the time, there was no explanation for his presence in said containment cell. He never experienced hatred for SCP-053 in the apparent thirty minutes he had been inside, no adverse behavior of any kind, and even was able to touch her hand without incident, much to the joy of the little girl. Afterwhich, he was stopped outside the door, as he left, by a researcher and four armed officers. What follows is his story.

When questioned, he smiled confidently, throwing up his hands. "Well.. shit.. looks like I got sloppy."

He was detained without incident, placed in handcuffs, and escorted to an SCP containment cell on the same floor. On the way to containment, SCP-GU411 continually glanced at every door he passed, as if taking note of his location. He was lead to the unmarked cell and restrained inside.

"So, when do the real questions begin?" SCP-GU411 asks.

One of the officers shrugged. "Nothing has been scheduled.. just sit tight. I doubt they will be harsh with you, *****."

SCP-GU411 smiles at the use of his name. "Thanks, bro." He looks around the empty cell, furnished only with a modest bed. He then looks down at his excessive cuffs, laying back on the bed. "I will endeavor to be patient."

What follows is the transcript of SCP-GU411's containment breach at 12:45 pm.

After the door closed, four hours passed before the door was violently removed, crashing into an opposite cell door, SCP-173's cell. Video surveillance, from the room, showed SCP-GU411 quickly rising to his feet, approaching the door, and kicking it out. SCP-GU411 slowly walked out of his cell, breaking free of his cuffs, and looking both directions in confusion. He then proceeded down the hall, playfully knocking once on each of the cell doors until he reached SCP-105's cell and stopping. He began to raise his hand, but instead turned and walked back down the hall. Upon passing under a camera, he looked up at it, as if knowing someone was watching him. He continued on to SCP-187's cell and knocks on the door. Thus ends the transcript.

The woman inside answers. "Hello? Who is there?"

"I have an inquiry, madam." SCP-GU411 states.

She knocks back. "Well.. as you can probably tell, I am locked in here."

"I do not mean at the moment." SCP-GU411 responds. "I mean tomorrow."

The woman laughs. "If you are not in too much trouble."

Just then, twenty armed guards rush into the hallway from either side, surrounding SCP-GU411.

"Put your hands up!" One of them shouts.

SCP-GU411 smiles. "Right?! I think I made them mad."

"Comply or you will be terminated!" The guard shouts.

"Seems like you have your hands full. Have fun with that!" SCP-187 sings as she walks away from her door.

SCP-GU411 raises his hands and turns to look at him. "Brother, you could not hurt me if you wanted to."