(SCP Fan Story) Child Of Creation

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(YN's POV)

Where am I? Everything was blurry. Two people looked at me. "(YN)? Are you alright?" The man wearing a mask asked.

(YN)..? Wait- The memories came flooding back. 187 was crying, I was talking to her- and then-

"Is 187 okay?" I tried to sit up, but a strike of pain echoed through my ribs. I let out a cry of agony, holding back tears.

"(YN)!" 187 shouted, running up to me. She put one hand under my back to steady me, and she grabbed my hand with her other.

"Are they okay?" 187 turned to look at 049, who's eyes sparked with an emotion similar to guilt. 049 blinked and sighed.

"I don't know, but they aren't going to die on my watch. Not until I'm dead." The word 'dead' created a worm of paranoia into my chest. Dead... what if I do die? 

"(YN)? 035's voice came from nowhere, and I realized my vision kept drifting in and out of darkness. I felt a hand grab mine. I knew it belonged to 035. The skin was cold, and ripped in many places.

"(YN)?" he repeated, and I blinked until the darkness faded. I reached up to wipe the bleeding spot on my forehead, and took a deep breath, going to sit up. 

"AHHHHH!" My cry of pain just made it worse, but I couldn't stop. Hot liquid ran down my face. Blood? I wiped one of the trickles, and looked at it. It had no color.

Tears. That made sense. My entire self hurt. Breathing hurt. Even moving my arm to wipe the tear had hurt.

I fell back, and gave up. It would be so much better if I could just lay their in 187's arms. I didn't care if I was helpless. Breathing was becoming hard as the scream died in my throat. I was terrified.

"(YN)! 187's voice broke, and she shifted to hold me up as I fell limp. 049 put his hand on her shoulder, and 035 let go of mine to grab 049's free one.

Breathing hurt to much- maybe I should just let the blackness take me again. That seemed like a good idea.

"(YN) you're going to be alright. Do. Not. Faint. We need to keep you awake while we take you to the medical quarters." 049 stood up, and 035 did too.

"I doubt they can walk with a leg injury like that. Let me carry them." 035 gently pushed 187 away and scooped me up, which made me groan in pain.

187 had a pained expression on her face, before everything became dark for a moment. Everything melted away, and I felt relief wash over me.

"(YN) get up. Now." A voice whispered in my ear. "Come on lazybones!" That was a different voice. A comforting voice.

"M- mom?" I opened my eyes, and then I was back home. I was in bed. Mom was standing over me, a smile painted across her lips.

"Come on, wake up. We can't lose you (YN)." Her voice had changed again. Now she sounded anguished. As if I was in danger. Danger..?

Mom turned away from me, talking to someone invisible. "049 you need to wake them up!" 049? I recognized the name from somewhere.

"0-049?" I whispered, and closed my eyes again. For a heartbeat everything was gone. Then It came back. A rushing pain in my chest, and my leg. Breathing was suddenly a struggle.

"(YN)? Can you hear us?" I opened my eyes to see 049, 187, and 035; who was holding me in his arms.

"035 keep them awake," 049 was saying, his eyes darting between me, 187, and 035. I realized we were moving, and we were in the hallway. 187 glanced at me, blinked, and then suddenly smiled.

"They're going to be okay," she told the two SCP's, who were muttering worriedly. 035's face immediately lifted into a smile, and 049 let out a sigh of relief. 

"Bless you and your powers," he said to 187. I looked around the hallway as we walked, little things bringing back memories. A light on the ceiling made me remember 096, and I smiled.

But he was still free. Or is he? I noticed that the red flashing had stopped, and there was no distant screaming.

So everyone's safe... at least we have that. Then we stopped walking. I turned my head, and blearily looked at a familiar man. A man with a contraption on his face kind of like a gas mask.

A man with a gun, pointed right at us.

I'm sorry I've been away so long. But I'm (hopefully) back. Orry this chapter was kind of random- I don't have an idea what to do with this book.

But you didn't hear that from me.

Anyway, THANK YOU ALL FOR 3,000  READS!!! It means so much to me... I had to do something.

Anyway, point out an mistakes or don't, I don't really care :P