SCP-Tale

Main Story 1 - Nightmare and Dream

With so many mind SCPs, you've just got to see what happens if you throw one at another.

We're finally at the main story~<3

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I charged at Dream, still unable to stop laughing like a madman. He cried out as a tentacle dug into his arm. I grinned as tears flowed down his face. He was sobbing and begging that I stopped. Oh, there was no way I was stopping. Not when he was so close to death.

Even after he ate the last golden fruit, he still couldn't hurt me. He could never bring himself to hurt his sweet, shy brother.

Another tentacle began to strangle him. He let out a choked cry, managing to summon a staff. His free arm grabbed it from the air. I had little time to react as he hit me across the face with it. The brief stun was enough for him to escape.

Instead of going after him, I turned to the tree. Mom. The thing that gave us life. My tentacles dug into it and began tearing through bark, ripping it in half. I grinned and laughed, practically feeling mother die.

Dream cried out again, but this time he moved. I couldn't have stopped it even if I wanted too. He ran to the tree, tears streaming down his face.

The last golden apple appeared for a split-second before it entered the half-torn-to-shreds tree. A small glowing orb soon followed it, vanishing inside the tree.

Our gazes met for a second after that. Dream was scared. Only pure, primal fear clouded his eyes. That was the last I saw of him before the useless body he was once in dusted.

I woke up screaming again.

Sometimes it got so bad they had a D-Class wake me. This time, it felt horrible. I barely processed the tendril going through the stranger's body and tearing his heart out. I let myself subconsciously mutilate him, trying not to think of what I did. What I did to my sweet, sweet brother.

After a minute or so I calmed down. I was still tempted to let them numb me. Not sedate, in case I had that same nightmare again. I was on a streak of not having them, and I thought being somewhat social helped. If spending a few hours some days and most nights with one other person counts as socializing.

I growled under my breath, suddenly thinking of how I could get out. Maybe visit Cross, check on Halluciv, then see my brother. Maybe I could bash the D-Class' body against the door and hope for the best.

I went to the door and let a tentacle try to widen the tiny gap between wall and door. I got rougher with the action, concluding that I had to get out before they saw what I was trying to do and sedated me.

Soon, the gap was a few inches wide. Not wide enough, but oh well. I was impatient. I decided to risk it and backed up. I ran to it and reached a limit, but managed to squeeze through. One of my least destructive breaches.

I only mapped out my route to Dream, nothing else. I was working on other routes, though. Like to the exit. That'd be a very nice place to go.

Halfway to Dream, alarms went off and the lights turned red. Keter has breached, everyone get to safety, guards will shoot on sight, blah, blah, blah. Same old same old.

As I was going through the Euclid hall, I gazed over the containments. Core, Halluciv, Marvul, ect.. Lucy was looking out of a door, his gaze locked on me. He looked disappointed, probably hoping that Xcellence had escaped instead. He shut the door and vanished a second later.

Finally, I came across 'SCP-038'.

I smiled and entered the containment. "Hello, brother..." I said, approaching the 'tree'. "How have you been?"