Merthur/Merlin one shot

SCP foundation

A\N thought making a one-shot about the SCP Foundation (was the plan but ending up now with 11 chapters so far XD). I do not know how well I wrote the description and hope you enjoy this. So far there will be the cat one and SCP-999 as well (The cute tickle one).

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Merlin just knew that his luck would stop at some point. There was no way that he would not be at some point found out and that was what had happened. People for sure started to pick up on a male that looked always the same and it got explained to him that some could have almost thought he was making unimaginable things happening.

These people were called SCP foundation and terrifying. They didn't really harm him but he couldn't help but feel scared about what they could do to him. Merlin knew better than to trust them. They started to call him by number 6000. They all tried to make him talk.

It stressed him out and it wasn't that unusual for him to start weeping. Sobbing that and begging not to be harmed. They seemed at least listening to him but it wasn't helping that they continued asking him questions. Questions that he just couldn't handle answering. Just the thought about these memories made him once again break down.

It had been a very long time since he had seen the outside world. He missed the sun and nature. Maybe this was why after another stressful day, his room started to change the next morning (at least that was what he thought, but he couldn't exactly know), and hearing birds chirp and a soft breeze was felt. He even could feel some sunlight.

This made him giddy, thinking that he has escaped somehow and as he walked around, his mood dropped once again. This was the room that they held him in and he could even see the walls. Yes, the room has grown but it was not really outside.

He broke down crying and starting to punch the wall over and over. It was too much for him to handle. Was it too much to ask for them to let him be? He continued to cry not wanting this. Wanting this to end.

"Meow?" A soft cat noise brought him out and making him sniffle.

In front of him was a cat. The cat was striped yet half of it was missing. It made him blink as seeing the cat walking over him and acting as any cat would. The cat was rubbing his body on him as letting out another meow. Almost as if the cat wants him to pet the little guy.

So, he sat down, and as soon as this happened the cat curled themselves on his lap. His hands slowly going through the fur and he wasn't sure how to act. It seems to be one of the SCP's like for them he was.

He felt hurt that people were probably only seeing him as a monster. None human and even though it was kind of true as he was not really that human -because he was magic- it still was hurting him a lot.

He sniffled again as trying to contain the sob that was starting to get out. But it was not working as he once again broke down again. The cat continued to stay until he was calm and feeling exhausted and even then it stayed after he laid down and falling asleep.

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Since then the cat, also known as SCP-529 or as the other scientist had called her Josie was something that he enjoyed. But even this was not helping his depressed state. They clearly noticed how he was not sleeping well. How they know, was something that he could just guess from the dark circles under his eyes.

"Hello, I am sure that you remember me again." Amalia Jamson said softly and she was the newest one that visited him.

The female had long slightly curled blond hair and brown eyes. These eyes looked at him with softness. She was an head smaller than he was and so far she was someone that had never asked questions that made him upset. The typical friendly one: How are you today? Do you want to talk about anything that interests you?

These kinds of questions and so far he stayed silent.

"I want to go..."

"I can imagine that you do but we cannot let you leave this facility."

He sniffled and trying not to weep. Head down and not wanting to look at the female at all cost. It was not fair. These people could leave and he was held here against his will.

"Let's make a deal okay?"

His head slowly raised and tilting his head as looking puzzled over to her. There was no way that there would be anything good here.

"You start answering my questions truthfully and I will try to make you able to walk in the facility without any problems. We also have a garden in the middle of the building." Amalia suggested and he wasn't wanting to answer questions, but this sounded better than nothing.

"O-Okay..."

"Hey, don't look so depressed. Here at least you can be yourself."

He sniffled and shaking his head. Never could he be happy with this all. Not until he would have managed to leave. But knowing these people, there would be no way that this could ever work. A sigh was heard and he could feel the tears build up.

"Can I hug you?"

The request came unexpected and he hadn't had one in a very long time.

"You don't need to say yes, but you seem to need one and you have never answered to any one of us." The tone was soft and he swallowed and nodded as he wanted one.

There was a pair of arms hugging him and slowly hugging back as like the physical contact. The hug continued for a few minutes and even as he wanted the hug to continue he let go and with this Amalia as well.

"Alright, how with what's your name?"

"I-...um Merlin..."

 "That's good to know. How old are you?" 

"I- No idea.."

These questions continued and some he avoided answering, as they were too personal. Since then he was given the okay to leave outside of this room and able to walk around. They seem to think of him as safe, which was strange. Merlin knew that he could harm them but he just couldn't bring himself to. All he could hope was that at some point he could leave and make sure to be there when he should come back.

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Item #: SCP-6000

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: So far friendly yet none cooperative, even as they seem to hear and know that we are there. This is why we have yet changed anything until further notice, where SCP-6000 can move around in the facility but for now, they stay locked in containment to be sure, as we haven't known much yet about them.

Description: SCP-6000 looks as any male does. Long almost black hair and the eyes are blue yet some golden swirls are noticed. Slight freckles over the top of the nose and continue on the cheeks. They are around 1.70 meters height-wise and thing but there are muscles still there. Yet there is something else that makes them feel different. has seen many times having breakdowns. They are heartbreaking and all of our SCP-workers mentioned have the urge to give SCP a hug. In one instance the room suddenly changed and looking as any woods would. With sun and everything. It seems that with them unable to age they are able to cause things as this instance. There hadn't been anything else noted. This is why Amalia Jamson was the task to make SCP-6000 cooperative.

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A/N I decided to post the first part here to see how you enjoyed it. Feedback is appreciated and when you have ideas of any SCP's you would enjoy making Merlin meet, you can comment here or in private message.