~A Perilous and Poisonous Escape~ [MYCT x F!Reader SCP Au]

34 ~ Uh Oh

Y/N dived as fast as she could, Tubbo was bracing for impact but if she pulled this off he wouldn't need to. Though it's been years and the circumstances are different. Y/N pushed harder on speed and she was gaining on Tubbo. Tubbo was about to hit the floor when Y/N hooked her arms under Tubbo's armpits and swooped up. It was too swift of a move and as she was flying over the floor Y/N skimmed it and the two rolled over, Y/N covering and protecting Tubbo with her wings. The two lay there, unresponsive and not moving. They both rested on one of Y/N wings, her other one was covering the two like a blanket. Y/N's clothes were dirtied and stained brown from protecting Tubbo. Her wing rings were flashing, the flashes getting dimmer and dimmer until they stopped.

Tommy as soon as his two friends hit the earth flew down himself. Ranboo teleported. Eret immediately ran off from his conversation to help Y/N, Purpled followed slowly with Badboyhalo to check out what happened. Schlatt, Wilbur and Nikki also headed over. Karl, Quackity and Sapnap ran over to Y/N. The group had made a circle around Y/N and Tubbo's most likely unconscious forms. Tommy had kneeled beside the two, cradling them in his arms.

Y/N felt herself make contact with the ground, she covered Tubbo with her wings in some form of protection. She hoped she could protect his wings for they were more fragile than hers and she couldn't bear the pain Tubbo would feel if he couldn't fly anymore. They tumbled and rolled to a stop. Y/N's head hit a rock, causing it to bleed partially. She tried to keep Tubbo from touching her blood, but had some difficulty for he had passed out from fright. Y/N felt the armband slip off as her sight dissolved. She felt herself getting cradled, yet whoever it was was making sure not to touch her blood.

A long dragged out beep was all that she could hear.

-Y/N's past-
Y/N felt herself being cradled in someone's arms; the promise. The feeling of hot sticky blood on the back of her head and face. And the cold feeling of unconscious

Y/N had woken up on a hard surface, her eyes seemed to be covered with a cloth. There was yelling coming from the other side of wherever she was, yet she couldn't understand anything for her head was ringing. Y/N reached to take off blindfold. She winced as she touched her face, pulling her hand back quickly. It hurt. why? Y/N slowly slipped her fingers underneath the cloth, careful not to touch her face. She took it off and softly felt her face, it was uneven and had dried blood coating a lot of it. Scars? Last time she checked she didn't have scars on her face, Y/N could feel a patch of dried blood on the back of her head. Y/N slowly opened her eyes to be met with...

Nothing.

Y/N panicked grabbing the sides of her head. Soft almost inaudible sobs escaped her as tears trickled down her newly scarred face. She could feel the tears land on whatever clothes she was wearing. She heard the sizzle of the tears burning through the fabric, it was calming and with the emotions she was feeling now the noise would not end now. She needed someone to hold her, to care for her, to... protect her. The yelling stopped and the voice seemed to notice her distress. Whoever came hugged her, their warm, soft hands calmed her as she was encased in a hug. The person helped her up, and stood away from her. They seemed to leave, but so did the ringing.

"Leave her alone! She just got here and was blinded by you monsters!" The person who had helped her cried out in pain. And a thud on the floor was heard. Y/N felt power surge in herself and sent a force to the attackers, the ground rumbled and the gruesome sound of something piercing flesh was heard.

"The hell! Fall back!" Whatever was intruding had left, and whatever Y/N did worked. Yet she didn't know what. She followed the power till' she got to a body. She had impaled someone straight through the heart. Y/N put her hands over her mouth and begun to hyperventilate. She had killed before but never like this, her poison makes their deaths seem like never ending slumbers, not... this bloodbath. She stumbled back and fell, Y/N awaited impact but felt none. Instead she felt herself being caught. This person was Eret, her guide, her friend and her protector. The figure Y/N could rely on to protect her.

"SCP-P3R17 seems to need a guardian of sorts, and it seems she has chosen SCP-3R37. We will make sure to document this symbiotic relationship. Right now it seems to work in a way of 'you guide me, I protect you'." A voice was heard

"Keep working on your documentation, this is to stay secret and is your top priority,
Dr.@;)/ $4!,&——"another voice replied yet
Y/N ignored the rest. All she knew was that she was in a foreign place, Eret was there for her and that mysterious beings are documenting them.

-present-
Y/N came back to the reality, gasping. Why did she have to remember that, of all the memories why that one. Y/N didn't like re-feeling those feelings, she didn't like that part of her past.

She didn't like the institution.

She was going to end the institution.

Done! Bit of angst but not a lot! I love you guys and will get back to you soon!

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