Well, it's been about a week and half after becoming friends with 106 and his group when Dr. Ender and Dr. Bright send me to 682's chamber. I was honestly shaking because I've heard stories of how powerful 682 is.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Bright?" Dr. Ender asks him.
"She'll be fine! Remember when I told that enderman that he could tame 682 with a rolled up newspaper, belly rubs, and treats?" Bright replies.
"If anything happens to me, you both have to save me," I say back to them.
Both of them stare at me. I think they forgot to disable the microphone when they put me into the airlock before entering 682's chamber. I look at the camera that's in the room and my eyes seem to frighten them.
"Well? Are you going to let me in then?" I ask them calmly.
Bright shakes his head and pushes the button. I stand there and watch the doors open. Upon entering the chamber, I was greeted with a low growl. I look around then see a giant reptile of some-sort.
"Who.......is........there," 682 growls in a deep tone.
I walk up to him shaking slightly, and he starts laughing. I look at him with confusion as he sits up. As he sits up, I realize that he's not that bad.
"The humans are just showing me around. Sorry if I worried you," I reply back after a few minutes.
"So you are not a human?" 682 asks with confusion.
"I'm not. In fact, I'm technically not alive. I'm just powered by a freaking power core," I reply.
"Ah, so another immortal, that makes me feel much better," 682 says with a smile.
"So, does that mean we are friends?" I ask with slight hesitation.
"Of course it does. If you're not a human, then you're a friend of mine. Some advice for you, don't trust Bright very often. He likes to play tricks on people, especially us," 682 replies.
"I heard that one time he put a bow on 173. I could imagine how cute that would look,' I say back.
"Oh yeah, I heard about that, too. I wish I could have seen it. It's a shame that they keep me locked up in this one room. Someday I will break free," 682 says.
"Will I be able to come with you?" I ask.
"Probably not. I go insane when I'm trying to break out," 682 replies.
I nod to him as an "I understand." I'm kind of the same way. I would go insane if I was trying to break out of a prison like this. Someday I will start a containment breach. Someday.
"SCP-2213 HURRY UP. YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES UNTIL YOU HAVE TO LEAVE." The intercom blared.
I look at 682 with my head down. He can tell that I don't want to leave. Before I go to say
bye, he nudges me with his nose as a farewell. I smile to him and walk out.
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Life as an SCP
Action*CRINGE WARNING* *STORY IS ON HOLD! TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES HAPPENED AND LOST PROGRESS!* For many years, me and my friends have been all alone. One day, these strange people come out of nowhere and practically kidnap me! You think I'd probably give...
