Alone Again

chapter 4

The o5 council where sat around a round wooden table, talking about what they could do next. The entire place was on lock down and there was guards all around the place, hunting and looking for the escaped Scps.

A large wardrobe like cubord in the corner taking up that whole wall. There was a large white bored with many different langues and clues on. The walls where dark grey and the floor white. It was a plain, blank room with not much.

O5-7 sighed as he looked at them all. "We need to get this sorted quick. 05-2 and 05-11 are out and searching. They may be safe with their life but this is able. He doesn't care about that. He will take their lives even if it kills him. And able can't die! If this doesn't get sorted out soon...I'm getting Kain"

There were murmurs of agreements to the Cain idea, but all ideas and suggestions were cut shorts as a loud gasp and thud came from the closet. They glanced over to see the doors fly open and a very familiar ginger laying there.

"H-holy fuck" bright panted, holding his throat slightly as he looked up at the council

05-3 looked at him, the child boy crouched down and moved hair from his face "we weren't expecting a death so the body wasn't really in a good place for you"

O5-3 stood back up and dusted themselves off. They were the more feelings one as he was in the body of a child and sometimes his mind went to child mind but never often and he controlled it. But sometimes...

Bright was breathing hard as he got to his feet, pulling at his jumper. His body shuddered and sighed.

"Able...is most certainly angry. All the alarms and sirens aren't working in my office level meaning everyone in that level has no idea that they're still out there. But...I have s feeling they're all already dead. That's half a dozen D-class, eight researchers and three scientists"

Bright was fairly serious right now. Where it wasn't often you'd seem him like this, he was still a researcher who had duties to do

"Why can't we just kill able? Like no what if, no, we'll use Cain if-No! Just use Cain to kill him and that's it!" From the door way, Dr Clef was stood with his arms crossed and a snarky look to his face.

"Blast him a few times to destract him and then get Cain on his back. Easy-"

"No! Not yet. Able is here for a reason. He hadn't just escaped to kill, trust me, otherwise he wouldn't have been talking to me for a good 10 minutes. He would have just slain me without hesitation. He's planning something and that might be something we need to know-"

"That plan could result in millions dead-"

"YOU LOVE DEATH! Besides we can't kill him yet!"

That silenced everyone. Bright yelling loudly. Bright didn't yell often. Clearly he was upset by this and knew more than what he was giving off.

The ginger sighed quietly, taking a deep breath and shaking his head "we kill him when we understand what's going on. As for now...we stay hidden and we keep a low profile. Do not let him escape the foundation. Keep him inside....I'm going to go back to my office to try and retrieve some paperwork I have on the poly morphing human, or that fox girl. I know some people don't understand my discriptions" he glanced at clef

"I'll probably be back in the closet or by the door...don't be surprised with either"

The o5 council was fairly quiet, letting Jack do as he pleased. They let the man do what he believed was needed. Sometimes lettinh Dr bright do whatever was the better idea because it would either knock bright back so far that he'd stop suggesting ideas for a while or it would work so magically and mysteriously that it saves the world. It was always such a hit or miss with him.

Bright pushed past Clef with a glad before closing the door behind him and taking a deep breath.

Clef looked around at the o5 and shook his head "Did anyone else watch brights hands? They were twitching the entire time...he's having one of his episodes. You've just let a mad man go wherever he wants while able is out. He's going to go into shut down mode. God-You're all so fucking stupid. HE WILL KILL HIMSELF!"

Yes-Dr bright couldn't truly die but whenever Dr bright was going through one of his episodes, his body would frequently shut down, meaning more so he would curl up in a ball somewhere in the facility and wouldn't move until forcefully moved or until one of his therapists sit down next to him and talk continuously until the male felt better. Dr Clef also worked with helping Bright. The two may be on bad terms quite often but Clef knew what bright had go deal with on a daily basis. Jack was extremely unlucky, knowing far to much for his own good what usually resulted in him getting hurt. No matter how often he fought back to keep his body intact, it always resulted in him dying over and over again. Testing or breach.

He had these break downs of sorts due to his forever lasting soul. He couldn't truly die and he hated it. All he ever wanted was death. He wanted to be 6 feet under, heart stopping, mind calming, never living again but due to unfortunate circumstances that wasn't very possible. And trust him, hes tried to kill himself for good.

But sometimes, instead of the body shutting down and falling into ball mode, his mind will run and he'll get agitated and angry and he takes that anger out on himself until that body he's hosting is nothing more than a pile of flesh...and that ruins his mentally health more than you could ever imagine.

"I so see how we've messed up here...but it's Dr bright. We'll deal with what comes when it comes but this time...this time I do believe that Dr bright has a good idea of not killing able yet. I mean almost eveyone is still alive and able is out of containment. If that isn't something to be shocked with...I don't know what is" 05-1 stood up "239 go seek shelter... you're no match due to any of them this time"

Alto growled, scowling at o5-1 with anger. No-one called him by his number. NO ONE! not even as a joke. That was too far. Any scientist or researchers who had an Scp number was always referred to as Dr--- and never by their number. Never. It was too inhumane for them

"Guess I'll deal with ball mode bright again shall I" he huffed, walking out to go find one of his guns. He was hoping bright would go into shut down mode rather then anger mode. Its so much easier to deal with.