As you approached your next test subject, you read the sign on the door. "SCP-273". You were dumped at the door. As usual, when the door was opened you were thrown inside and the door shut behind you. A huge magical creature with massive wings stands at the back of the room. You then hear over a speaker "SCP-U, please inspect SCP-273 and see if the intense heat affects you." You wriggle on the floor slowly, getting closer and closer to the winged creature.
The chains rattling with your every move. You decided it would be easier to just get up and walk but as you started to get up, it turned around. "Hello, young one. You have entered my enclosure where I am safe from people." It spoke in a raspy voice. It's wings fully spread out as if ready to grab you, yet, the creature in front of you showed no signs of hostility towards you. "First of all, despite my looks, I am not young. I am probably at least twice as old as you are. Second, you are not exactly safe from people." You told it. It looked at you confused for a second, then angry. But not at you. "They lied, they lied to me. They told me I was safe from other people. Why? Why would they lie?" Now it had a sad face. A face that shouted a million words of complete silence.
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SCP-NegativeOne
General FictionThis is a story about @&)"£#& who is an scp I do not own any of the SCPs. Only y/n
