The SCP Hunter

Scp-1471

Agent Riot : H-004
-Entry Log #311-

Scp-1471. My thoughts on this entity are, for lack of a better word, confused. It is not as hostile as I imagined it to be. For those who read this, yes. I have the damn creature following me around and trust me, it wasn't my idea. I believe Louise's exact words are "You can use another friend." Yeah... so now I'm stuck with Malo. I cannot remember why I accepted the stupid experiment.

But I do remember it started on a quiet day with Greta, otherwise known as Scp-191, that is all I can give her. A day away from the foundation staff and their experiments. A day where she and I can spend some time together and play with her toys. In all honesty, I didn't play much with her at first. But the more I watched her the more I felt the need to join her. All she wanted was a normal life and days like those are ones she cherishes as best she can. After all that has happened to her... it's amazing to see Greta acting like a kid when the toys come out.

-Flashback-

Toy cars, teddy bears and bunnies, dolls, colouring in books and dresses are all provided to Greta for her playday. It is one of the things I scheduled for her after all the most important thing for Greta now is to make her feel like a kid again. Watching Greta now reminds me of when she first saw the toys. She was shy then and very slow to play but now it is the one day she looks forward to. I can tell by the look in her eye. The joyful glow that shines whenever the day comes. It is truly one of the biggest improvements any of the scientists have seen.

Occasionally I hear a robotic giggle come from Greta. Such a pleasant noise.

Riot: "You having fun Greta?"

I ask. She is trying to put me in a dress. To her credit, she managed to get the skirt on and tiara but the top part of the dress was never getting on. But that didn't stop Angela as she still tried to complete the dress.

Greta: "G-g-greta... have... f-fun.... l-l-lots of... f-fun."

She would be smiling now if it wasn't for her mouth being replaced by the robotic parts. I can tell.

Riot: "Well I'll be here all day."

We spent the day just playing together with her toys. Giving them names, inviting them to tea parties, and colouring in her books. I have never been so at ease before. So vulnerable. And I know what that means... Greta makes me weak. She gives my enemies a way to control me. A way for them to get what they want from me. I have to protect her. I have to find a way to keep her safe.

Poor little Greta is getting tired. She has been playing all day with me. All day with her favourite friend and those robotic parts aren't making the games easier so it is completely natural that she is tired. With one gentle motion, I pick her up in my arms and carry her to bed. In her last desperate attempts to stay awake, she reaches out and gently grabs onto my shirt.

Greta: "R-riot... s-sing... for... Gr-g-greta?"

Riot: "With pleasure~ What do you want? Jazz, Classic, Pop, or Dealer's choice?"

She could not help but stare at me with her confused eyes. Adorable is all I can think of.

Riot: "Let us go with Dealer's choice then. Hmm I wonder what I should sing. Oh, I know. I used to sing this song with my brother whenever we were alone or sad. You ready Greta?"

Greta gives a small nod as she waits patiently for the performance to start.

Riot: "This is the end~ hold your breath and count to ten~ feel the earth move and then~ hear my heart burst again~ for this is the end~ I've drowned and dreamt this moment~ So overdue own them~ swept away I'm stolen~ let the sky fall~ when it crumbles, we will stand tall~ face it all, together~ let the sky fall~ when it crumbles~ we will stand tall~ face it all together at skyfall~"