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

39 ~ Random Junk Lol

Y/N stiffened, Tubbo watched her as she became as still as a statue, and as silent as one. She had an unreadable look on her face, thinking. Her wing-rings glowed again, pulsing.

What were they...?

Well they were wing-rings, but why did they glow? What do they symbolise? Y/N was a killer, no doubt. Yet she acted soft, vulnerable even, around Tubbo and the other SCP's/doctors. Was it an act of sorts? Not really. But even if it had immoral intentions, no one was suspicious or cared for that matter. Y/N was
Y/N. The cute, innocent, blind girl that needed assistance. Yet again she was also the intimidating, murder child that could kill you with a snap of her fingers.

Y/N seemed to fade back into reality, her face brightened and she placed a hand on Tubbos shoulder.

"I'm sure we can figure out who it was, though the red has me concerned." Tubbo understood what she meant. The corrupted were red, he may have accidentally doomed them by leaking their information and that thought was terrifying. Though he remained calm on the outside, only smiling back and nodding. Silently grimacing afterwards for forgetting that Y/N is blind.

Charlie watched from afar, listening into their conversation. A vision? Or nightmare? Red people? Charlie was trying to understand with context clues but he soon understood he needed to be there. Was he being a spy? Yes. Was that a kind or nice thing to do? No. Did he care? Not one bit. Hannah asked him to do this, so he will.

Quackity walked down the halls with Karl.

"I'm going to do it again tonight." Karl stated.

"What?! No- you can't! You could forget really important stuff!" Quackity argued.

"Not to worry! I've written down everything needed!" Karl got out one of his books, of which was filled with the explanation of recent events, in extreme detail.

"Karrrrrlll"

"I'll be fine, plus I'll have another bedtime story for ya!"

"I told you I didn't want to talk about that." Quackity crossed his arms and puffed out his cheeks. Turning away from Karl. He had stopped in front of their temporary room, of which they were sharing with Schlatt and Wilbur. And neither of them were inside the room. Apparently Wilbur was playing with Y/N outside, and Schlatt was... being Schlatt.

Nikki and Eret has successfully convinced Hannah to help them with baking by growing the ingredients needed. The three were currently baking pies, apple pies to be exact. Apple pie was suggested by Schlatt due to the fact he saw Y/N enjoy her apple a lot and that she would probably like apple pie.

Y/N and Tubbo headed back to Wilbur, Tommy and Ranboo. Where they all decided to play hopscotch. Wilbur and Tommy cheated, Wilbur floated while doing it and Tommy did the same only flying.

After a while, they gathered together to eat the pies prepared by Nikki, Eret and Hannah. Skeppy had finally woke up in time for the pies, and afterwards everyone headed to bed.

A drop of red liquid fell, it hit the floor and sat there. The bright scarlet contrasting with the floor. It glistened in the moonlight, beside sleeping figures.

Visions of the red horns and sadistic grins filled a certain teens mind. As well as someone else's. Striped venom visions followed for both party's. As both of the victims of visions descended into the realm of the misty forest. Watching each other with curious eyes.

Techno stood up, they were taking too long. He knew the runaways weren't dead, at least his gut told him so. He kicked the coward of a guard he had as a companion in the rib, making them jolt awake.

"We're going into the forest."

The guard hesitated, stammering.

"I-I thought dark wood's are dangerous," they asked carefully.

"They are, but our targets are getting a head start. Come on," he nudged the guard and trudged over to the dark wood. The guard scrambled to stand up. They followed Techno, who trudged through the undergrowth hastily.

He was given a job.

He would finish his job.

Jack was giving Fundy a piggyback, grumbling about how useless Humans are the whole time. Fundy ignored Jack, until he was dropped. Jack checked the ground. Faint tracks, similar to that of a pig headed into deep forest. Yet they were not pig track for two reasons.

One. There was only one set of feet.

And two. They were more like Hoglin tracks. A pig like creature from the fiery pits of hell. And there was one SCP that was a humanoid version of one. SCP-73CHN0 or Technoblade.

Jack completely forgot about Fundy as he continued on, following Techno's tracks to an area near a large oak tree. Signs of a struggle were shown here as few corpses of guards lay in the bloodstained grass. A deep gash was seen in a tree. A spine of sorts was found on the floor with a piece of cloth stuck on the end. The tracks got deeper and more refined the further Jack traveled. Fundy ran after the AI, panting.

Jack stopped. Fundy's eyes widened.

Hoi, I have added a schedule (somewhat) you guys will get at least one chapter a week, the latest day to get one will be Monday! Sooo yeah, cya!

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