SCP-9834: Ghost of an Extinguished World

Getting ready for Hell

Iris is going through her usual experiments with her anomaly. She takes a photo of a D-Class member with her Polaroid. The photo pops out and develops. Instead of the expected image, it reveals an establishment only O5 members and Cerberus know and fear. The only place they try to hide through many SCP-001 entries. The Factory.  
 
"That's weird." Iris voices her concern. This isn't the first time it happened, but it very bizzare. She shows it to the researcher. She analyzes it and drops it out of fear. 
 
"W-What is that!? I can feel an immense foreboding energy from it." The researcher picks it up and puts it in the files. "Let's try again. Maybe that one was a fluke." She's not sure, but hopes it was a one time thing. Iris takes a picture again. 
 
The photo reveals another room. It seems to be inside of a cathedral of some sort. All the candles barely illuminate the area. There's a hooded figure on a podium. It has its back to the frame while praying. As if sensing being watched, it turns to face them directly. They still can't see the face, but the blood on its cloth is very noticeable now.
 
"Who dares lay eyes on a sacred ritual? GET OUT!!" It hollers an ear-splitting shriek and the image turns black, leaving everyone in the room confused and afraid.
 
Two semanas 後で
 
Since SCP-682 containment breach, Cerberus has been locked in his chamber. He has been instructed to stay and will be denied access to leave, until further notice. Not like he could, even if he tried. The injuries he sustained haven't fully recovered, so he mostly spent his time laying and writhing in pain on his bed. Personnel would provide him the meals and water, while checking up on his recovery. At least he had his phone to keep himself entertained. 
 
He has never felt so weak and useless in his life. Even in the worst case scenarios, Newi would be his trump card. Taking advantage of her invisibility to mostly everything, it helped him deal with any threat, even the most powerful SCPs. But in a world full of Protectors, that element of surprise is gone. Not only are SCP anomalies a problem to deal with on its own, now they have Protectors with crazy abilities, that it makes Newi look like a basic bitch. His body may be slowly healing, but his spirit is six feet under with no progress of recovering. 
 
"Hello hello! It's your favorite anomaly in the world, SCP-1471!" She crawls from under his bed and imitates a crowd cheering. Yes. That SCP-1471. Despite her terrifying face that makes her look like a Wendigo ready to eat him, she is actually wholesome and even in the world where Cerberus comes from, the anomaly has never harmed anybody. 
 
SCP-1471 is an app called MalO. He doesn't know when it appeared in his phone, but he must've accidentally opened it to summon her. She's basically a Protector without the benefits. Has a good  body though. 
 
"Five feet please." Cerberus mumbles to himself.
 
"Whoops! Sorry! Forgot about your "horny" ability." She happily skips and sits at the foot of the bed. "How's your day going?"
 
"Painful." 
 
"That's wonderful to hear! Yesterday was "Unbearable chest pains". I'm glad you're doing well." 
 
Cerberus sighs. The Foundation must be aware of her existence by now. There are three possibilities.
 

They knew his phone contained the app, so this is another of their experiments.

They are very focused on something else that's not him.

World ended again.

 
"Are you doing your intellectual guesses again?" She innocently asks.
 
"Shut the fuck up, Venus." He groans trying to endure the migraine. She gasps and starts sniffling. "Oh no. Look, it's my b-"
 
"You named me after a beautiful goddess? I'm so happy!" She blows her nose on the bed sheets. He sighs and rolls around. Then his favorite person in the whole wide multi-dimension enters the chamber.
 
"Hey Simon." He struggles getting into a sitting position.
 
"Good morning, Cerberus." She doesn't seem to be in a merry mood. "There has been...a dilemma. It obviously involves you."
 
"Why am I not surprised? So, what's it about?" Simon hands him a photograph. He immediately recognizes the place.
 
"The Factory." He grits his teeth out of anger. "Why did Iris go to that place?"
 
"That is the problem. She was in her containment when she took this picture. There was another one that showed a hooded figure, but the image turned black."
 
"Let me guess. Black robe and was full of blood?"
 
"Why yes! How did you know?" Cerberus gets up and tries to leave, but his injuries prevent him from walking further and uses the wall as support. "Are you okay?" Simon wants to comfort him, but keeps her distance. 
 
"That was a member of the Kingdom of Abaddon." He punches the wall. "All those sacrifices into making ITEM-001." He shakes his head. "The end justifies the means, they always said. I find that so bullshit. I exist. I should've been sent to maybe persuade them, at least. If that didn't work, I could've finished them off. Their Thanos snapping ability doesn't work on me and that's all they got. Newi could've done wonders. But no. They decided to go through with it and it cost so many innocent lives." He faces Simon. "And to what? Kill a civilization? The head of the project went insane and disappeared after he caused so much damage! This is why I don't want to be a fucking guinea pig and go out there to stop shit like that from happening!" He turns his back from them. Not even Venus can come up with something to cheer him up.
 
"I'm sorry to hear that." It's all she can say. "There is one more photo that I wanted to show you." She pulls out the third photograph. "This was taken a month before your arrival." He looks at it. It is a shot of the moment when he was teleported by SCP-507. However, there was a dark figure behind him that touched his back, and all three teleport together.
 
"The hell? I don't remember feeling like someone was behind me. Newi didn't sense anything either. Not to mention I was the only living person at the Site." This disturbs Cerberus. There were no SCPs inside the vicinity. Whatever the case, there is an unknown entity who traveled along with him.
 
"That thing gives off MASSIVE bad vibes." Venus is next to him, examining the photo.
 
"Five feet." He slowly pushes her away. "Does this mean that the cult member is the same figure here?"
 
"We're not entirely sure, but it is a possibility." Simon grabs the photo and puts it back in the file. Something seems off.
 
"Simon, what are you doing? You're the Head of Psychology. Why do you have these files that have nothing to do with your profession?" She looks around and blushes.
 
"I wanted to be cool for once, like Dr. Clef and help you in some way."
 
"Huh?" 
 
"Oy! You have to be blind as a bat, to not see she has the hots for ya!" Venus nudges him.
 
"Wait what?" Then it hits him. "Oh no. We're under SCP-001-A's effects!" He scrambles around the room and grabs a chalk that is conveniently placed on his cabinet. "Newi! Lampshades!" She materializes and gathers what she is ordered to do, as Cerberus draws a big circle in the middle of the room. Simon and Venus are watching all this unfold quietly. "All right! Thank god I memorized the incantation." He starts mumbling the spell.
 
"Um. Cerberus are you okay?" Simon is about to approach him but she slips for no reason. Newi catches her, before she crashes on top of him. Probably leading to an accidental boob grab...Which Newi lightly squeezes her bosom, making Simon moan.
 
"Hey~! I know you've told me not to get close to you, but is it cool if I vibe check you with my vagina?" Venus says the most MEGA CRINGE thing in the entire universe, that it would be in the top ten of the cringiest lines ever written in fiction. Cerberus completely ignores her, as Newi jumps onto Venus. He finally finishes and bright red letters appear in the air inside the circle. The words are overlapping one another, making it harder to read. But one can make out 'Boob grab' and 'Vibe Check'.
 
"Phew. Managed to neutralize it before it got worse." He gives a sigh of relief. 
 
"...What was that?" Simon asks. 
 
"That was SCP-001. One of the proposals, anyways. It's one of the more meta anomalies. It's like how 'God is a bunch of horror writers', but not really. It's more like the universe is a sentient Narrator, in which we can actually fight back. I know I'm saying 'It's' a lot, but I think it emphasizes my point, if you can get it. I don't blame you if you don't. Repetition is also a sign, next to breaking the fourth wall." 
 
"Oh yeah. It totally makes sense." Venus didn't understand a single thing.
 
"There are so many complications and factors, that I will spare you the details. Anyways, back to the actual story." He thinks for a moment. "I want to go and explore The Factory, but since the influxes of Protectors, it's too risky for me to go alone." 
 
"I'm sure they'll figure something out. By the way, there will be an experiment today with SCP-166. Since you feel much better and it's nothing sexual, I thought this was a great opportunity to show the O5 council to let you travel and discover the truth."
 
"Simon, why are you too good for your own wellbeing?" Newi hugs Simon dearly. Venus joins in the embrace.
 
"Why do I feel like there's two people hugging me?" Cerberus looks at Venus and smiles.
 
"Newi is a big girl."
 
                When two worlds collide
 
Cerberus enters SCP-166's containment chamber. The room has basic commodities. There's a cross on the wall, where a woman with very long blonde hair is kneeling. She is praying mentally, not knowing the presence of the man who walked. It's rude to interrupt a prayer, so he leans against the wall waiting for her to finish. She senses a disturbance and looks behind. 
 
Her long hair is covering her naked body. He knows why. She can't wear inorganic material, or else her body has an allergic reaction. They're just staring one another.
 
"Jesus. I'm question the lack of browness in this facility." He shakes his head. Pointing out his dark skin. She becomes defensive. "Don't worry. Your anomaly doesn't work on me. In fact, we share that trait. Mines is less severe though."
 
"I see. That's a relief. The Goddess must've sent you to meet me." She smiles. 
 
"That's one way to look at it. But besides that, I need to know something. Can you see her?" Newi materializes behind him. She waves at her. 
 
"You have a guardian angel as well?" A being appears behind her. It has horns full of flowers. It also has goat legs. Vines and other greenery covers the body. It approaches him. "She knows you're in great pain. Let her heal it away." It places its hands on his chest. The vines envelops around him and a feeling of calmness sweeps the body. Then it moves away. 
 
"Woah!" Cerberus takes deep breaths and it doesn't hurt anymore. "I feel so much better!" He front flips to show his improvement. "Way better. It's like I've never had broken ribs before!" He laughs. Him and Newi high-five. "How long have you had your Protector?" 
 
"She appeared before me about two weeks ago. I was doing my nightly prayer and she descended before me. I knew it was a sign by our Mother that a bad omen is upon us and sent her to protect me." She hugs the Protector. Cerberus knows that's about the time when he first arrived. A D-Class enters the room.
 
"The experiment will begin now. This is to see if both SCP-166 and SCP-9834's anomalies cancel each other to any fertilizer." A researcher speaks through the intercom. 
 
"If you react violently, I will detain you on the spot." Cerberus warns the D-Class. She gulps and nods. They stand for a bit. No changes have occurred.
 
"Do you feel anything?" Asks the researcher.
 
"No. Don't feel anything." The D-Class answers.
 
"Okay. Thank you for your cooperation. You may leave now." She leaves.
 
"Would you look at that? Our anomaly really does negate when we're close." He gives a thumbs up. 
 
"SCP-166 and SCP-9834, you will both be deployed in the next hour. Be prepared." Both of them look at one another in confusion. Cerberus deep down knows this could mean exploring the dreaded Factory. And he can't wait to crack open the skulls of whatever waits for them.