Hard to destroy human (SCP story)

How dangerous

The guards dragged me in the opposite direction to where my cell was. "Hey, back there is my cell." The guards ignored my information and took me down a hallway I finally recognized. The interrogation room. They unshackled me and ordered me to enter, I did as I was told. I sat down in my spot, the same woman came out of the other room with the same clipboard in hand. "Hello again 700, how are you feeling?" I placed my hands in my lap. "Just cut to the questions." I didn't care for their sappy questions if they weren't from a paper, at least from the paper they were actually curious. "The first question is that, how are you feeling?" I scoffed, she couldn't even fake it. "Wonderful!" I said sarcastically with a wide grin. The woman looked down at the paper. "Any anger, wanting to hurt, or aggression towards SCP-053?" The question caught me off guard, I choked a little on my own breath. I glared at the window behind her head. "Of course not! I'm not some monster that locks up children." I crossed my arms and stared at the table, I was scared I'd do something I would regret later. "Any signs of heart attack or chest pains?" I gripped my arm tightly. "What the hell are these questions?!" I refused to look up at the woman, her emotionless face would only make my anger grow. "I'm the one asking questions 700, please answer them." I slammed my hands of the desk and stood up, I glared the lady down. She was finally showing me emotion, fear. "How about you answer my questions before you can't ask another question again!" The woman was perfectly still, the same annoying buzz came from the camera. "SCP-700, please calm down. You may ask your questions." I sat back down, the woman straightened herself and looked at me. "What is your first question?" I held my hands in my lap. "Why is 059 put as Keter, did she attack someone?" My voice was calm now, but a bit of the anger could be heard. "SCP-053 has killed." My heart skipped a beat, the little girl I had talked to only moments ago has killed someone. I shook my head in disbelief. "How? She's smaller, it's impossible for her to physically hurt someone." The woman nodded and placed her clipboard on the table. "You're right. She has the ability to cause someone to go into a rage if they look at her eyes. They become agitated and try to harm SCP-053, when any harm comes to SCP-053. The subject suffers a fetal heart attack." My mind was blank, my jaw hung open slightly. The little girl I had just met, has killed who knows how many people. I placed a hand on the back of my neck, trying to calm the chills running across it. "Does she know?" The woman paused for a second. "SCP-053 is unaware of any harm she has caused on anyone. When asked she can't answer." I looked down at the table, one question remained. "Why am I still alive?" The woman picked her clipboard up and placed it in her lap. "That is what we are trying to find out now." I looked up at her, at first I thought they were cruel people forcing innocent people into monsters cells. Then I found out the people they send in the cells are criminals and this is their punishment. Next I see a little girl, who has killed people with just one touch. I looked at the woman's green eyes. "Are you good or bad?" The woman seemed taken aback by my question, she regained herself quickly though. "I like to believe we're good, we protect the outside world from monsters. We try to study and understand them as much as we can." I looked back down at my hands. "Why do you put SCP's against each other? Why make them fight?" The woman still showed no emotion, only a blank look. "If we didn't do that, we wouldn't know how one fights. Or like you, we now know you can regenerate quicker than an ordinary human." I only nodded my head, if I was going to be staying here for a while. I plan to find out every little secret I could find.