The Foundation (**COMPLETED**) BOOK 1

Chapter 1 - A Meeting Of Sorts

I screamed myself awake again this time, "That same damn nightmare.." I thought to myself, I couldn't really make much sense of it, nor who my father was. I don't know who he is, who my family is anymore. As far as I know, I'm the only one left. I rubbed my eyes to wake up, my eyes started to adjust to the very bright room. As long as I've been here I should be used to this by now. I sat up in my bed and crossed my legs, stretching my arms up in the air. I let out a huge yawn then slouched over, I looked over to my right to see that the doctor already came in my room to deliver the paper on the SCP I was testing today. I started reading aloud, "Today you will be testing SCP-049 other wise known as, "The Plague Doctor"," 'Oh, great fucking fantastic' I thought to myself, "anyone who comes into contact with 049 will (DATA EXPUNGED)... Oh... That's great."

My cell door then slid open and in stepped a woman wearing a black skirt, a white button up, heels, and glasses, she had long black hair and brown eyes. "You must be Emily or D-9341." She said, "That's me." I said, still glancing at my test paper. "Well, I'm Doctor Smith, I'll be your Doctor for the week, since every other damn doctor wanted to take a vacation around this facility."

I turned my attention towards her. "Anyways, I'm sure you must've read up on your test subject for the day." I gave her a nod in response. She gave me a smile back and gestured me out the door. I pushed myself off my bed and leaped out the door and walked with her down the hall. It was a quiet walk down the hall until she broke the silence. "How long have you been here?" I looked over at her, "Huh?" I asked. She looked over at me, "How long have you been a test subject?" She asked, more concern in her voice. "Oh, I uh.." I looked at the ground, I didn't really know myself. "I don't know. I would like to say a few weeks but what could be a few weeks could also be a few months but I don't really know in all honesty..." I answered. I rubbed the back of my neck, really unsure of my answer. I didn't know how long I've been in this facility. Let alone where I was. She turned her head away from me, It felt like she was sorry for me but I didn't know if she was faking it or not.

"We're here." She said. We stopped at a chamber with a sign on the door that said,

(SCP-049 - Object Class: Euclid - SENTIENT & VIOLENT)

'Oh that's great' I thought to myself as I read the sign. She slid a key card into the slot and the door opened and it was completely pitch black in the room. "Well, best of luck to you." She said as she headed to the room next door. I stood in the doorway and looked in the room, I was extremely hesitant about walking in. "Another patient?" I heard a voice call out. I shuttered and the voice sent a chill up my spine. "Don't be afraid, for I'm the cure." The voice said again. The voice sounded emotionless, almost robotic. I stepped into the room and approached the corner from where the voice was coming from. The door slammed behind me. I jumped forward and touched what felt like.. a mask..? I looked up to see what looked like a 15th century plague doctor mask and very pretty gray eyes looking down at me. I was frozen. I couldn't move. I was staring at him, and he, at me. The room was extremely silent, I could feel my heart beating out of my chest.

"I... I don't sense the disease in you.." He said, he put his hand on my forehead and starting feeling on my face. I couldn't move, I was paralyzed, for once an SCP had me motionless and startled to death. "Are you... immune..." He asked. He walked around me, and ran his fingers through my hair. I still couldn't move, I was still frozen. "I feel something in me now.. I feel some type of.." He stood in front of me again, locking eyes with me again, "decease, my stomach turning, my heart racing, my mind jumbled up.. am I.. Sick?"

The door slid open, "9341, please exit the chamber." a voice said over the intercom, I backed up slowly out of the chamber. "Come again." He said. He waved at me as I exited out of the chamber, the door shut in the front of me and the reality that 049 touched me and I didn't die and he played with my hair just hit me. Dr. Smith came rushing out of the next room. "ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!?" She yelled, "HE TOUCHED YOU!" "I KNOW HE TOU*achoo*TOUCHED ME! HE TOUCHED MY *achoo*" I kept sneezing and I couldn't stop. Dr. Smith ran back into her room and yelled. "QUARANTINE!"

Two soldiers appeared out of no where and threw me back into 049's chamber, I was laying on the ground. I rolled over on my back to look up at the ceiling to only see 049 standing over my head. "Back so soon love?" He asked. I could feel my cheeks turn red, I sat up and brushed my upper body off. 049 stood in front of me and extended his hand to me, "need some help dear?" he asked. I took his hand and stood up. I brushed myself off. He didn't say anything to me, he just watched me. "What're you doing back in here?" He asked, I looked up at him. "Quarantine, I couldn't stop sneezing when I left out of here so.. I'm stuck in here for god know's how long.." He looked away from me, almost sad that I said it. "That's not a bad thing either." I said, He looked back down at me and gave a faint smile.

A loud alarm sounded through the facility, "WARNING! WARNING! WE ARE HAVING TROUBLE CONTAINING A FEW SCP's! PLEASE STAY IN YOUR ASSIGNED SECTORS! DO NOT MAKE A BREAK FOR THE EXIT! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! I REPEAT! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!"

A/N: Greetings Lads! If you have any comments don't be afraid to leave them, any constructive criticism is helpful and much appreciated. As always, I'll see you in the next chapter!