SCP-9834: Ghost of an Extinguished World

Self inserted Problems

Cerberus is in Site-19. He's seeing the monstrosities lurking around outside through the monitor. 

"LeT US in. Letusin." They moan. He switches the feed to show the dead bodies in the facility. Dread creeps in as he knows death will not be an escape, should they manage to break in. He switches again, only to see Apakt's face on the monitor with a sinister grin, which makes him fall backwards from his chair. 

She emerges from the monitor laughing her ass off. "You should've seen the look on your face!" She imitates his expression.

He stands. “Damn you, wench! Can’t I go through my trauma in peace?”

She looks around. “Instead of having a dream about a massive orgy with conventionally attractive ladies, you are still lingering on the past. How boring.”

“That’s called trauma.” 

Apakt sighs. “You humans have such fragile minds. Can’t handle the extinction of your civilization?”

“Let me think. I've lost everyone I loved and my home is now a wasteland full of black abominations. So it’s a pretty big deal for my ‘fragile’ mind. Now what the hell do you want?”

“Tch. You’re no fun, mijito~!” She pinches his cheek, which he quickly slaps away. “Sad to see you're wasting time on such trivial matters. You've been given a second chance to get your dick wet. The fact half of the Foundation isn't pregnant with your babies yet is truly concerning.”

“I don’t have the time and energy for that nonsense. I need to stop you at all costs.”

She sighs and places her hand on his shoulder. “Look, I've already won. I can literally outlive all of you, since your lifespan is a blink of an eye for me. So how about enjoying it while it lasts?” 

He removes her hand. “I’ve already lived that life. I will dedicate the rest to stop you.”

She becomes serious. “How selfish. You truly are a terrible person. You know it’s only a matter of time before you become stronger. One way or another, you will fuck them.” Apakt presses a button to open the doors. Cerberus is shocked as the abominations enter. “If you love this world so much, then you should join them!” She cackles, as SCP-001 A lunges at him.

“AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!” He sits up from the bed, breathing heavily. He checks his body, which is covered in sweat. The gals in the room are staring at him with worry. Except Kai. “Sorry. Had a nightmare.” he doesn’t elaborate as he goes to the bathroom. Turning on the light, he approaches the mirror, turns on the faucet and washes his face. Upon looking at his reflection, an SCP-001-A of himself is staring back at him. He blinks and it’s gone. 

Testing 1789

Cerberus is in a testing chamber with SCP-096. She looks similar to the one he’s used to, save for the female parts. She is sitting in the corner of the room, trying not to be seen. Mary is next to him wearing a blindfold.

A scientist speaks through the intercom. “SCP-9834. Today’s experiment will be looking at a picture of SCP-096’s face.”

Cerberus takes out the item in question of his pocket. “You guys seem confident about this. I ain’t ready to get swallowed whole by that thing.” 

“The O-5 Council approved it. Now please look at the picture.” They say.

He gulps, slowly gazing upon the image. He sees her dead glazed eyes, then quickly looks up at 096. She hasn’t moved an inch. Sighing in relief, he notices more of her features. The strange paleness, the way the jaw is shaped for elongation and once again the eyes. He checks at her and freezes in place. She is looking directly at him, but doesn’t make a move. His breath quickens and starts breaking a sweat. He has faced many horrors, but 096 is something he never fucked with. What makes it scary is her unusual behavior.