Prologue

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He couldn't believe it. Nothing has ever changed George's life until he was taken in as a D-Class, after he hacked the government's database. He never really thought the consequences of his doing and let his curiosity get the best of him, that is until he viewed the file called "Secret and must Protect at all Cost". What he saw in the particular file was various SCP's, classified into different levels, Appolyon, Thaumiel, Keter, Euclid, and Safe, Appolyon as the rarest of the classification.

It was already his second day in the SCP Foundation, yet he was already scared. He was scared of being tested, yes, but something else made his spine shiver. It was the way that the Foundation's aura gave off and the way the establishment was built. It had light gray walls that was stained by a few black spots on its surface. The ceiling was a dark grey color and had air vents. The floor was made out of marble and every step he took made a loud footstep noise that echoed in the silent halls of the establishment.

He wasn't fond of the way they were treated as D-Classes. The food was delicious and all, but the way the MTF soldiers treat the D-Classes was harsh and unacceptable. The way they shove at the D-Classes when they got in their way to move from room to room. The way they threaten the D-Class into termination when they make even the tiniest mistake.

George wasn't in the normal D-Class cells though, he was in an "03 scientist D-Class cell room" or that's what he calls it, but he did find it funny why he chose that kind of name. He was treated shittily ,by the scientist, too, just like when he was in highschool. They have not assigned George to an SCP testing yet, but he knew that he would be assigned to an SCP soon.

It was in the fifth day, or so he thought, that the door opened and a scientist stepped in the room. His eyes were wide but he tried to act as if he was calm, but deep down, he knew what was going to happen to him. He was going to be tested for an SCP.

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They were walking in the halls of the SCP foundation, their footsteps echoing in the eerie silent hall. What made him nore frightened was that the scientist has not said a word about the SCP or at least given a clue. They arrived near the cell of the SCP and George was starting to sweat, he was looking down all the time, but as he looked up, and as if on cue, the doors to the cell opened.

His eyes began to grow wide and he stepped in, but he felt as if his body couldn't function properly due to the fear of encountering the SCP. While he was in the decontamination, he was regretting and cursing at himself for hacking into the government's data files, and he wished he could go back and stopped himself before he gets wound up in this situation.

The door to the SCP opened and he gulped before stepping into the room, which the door closes behind him, like he was in a horror movie and he was going to be prey by the monster that will kill him in the room any second. He walked to where the SCP was, but he was confused why it was white and skinny, as if he was malnourished.

"Go look at his face, see if he does any reactions" the speaker in the room blasted by the scientist's bitter yet playful voice. George did as he was told, afraid that he was going to be terminated if he disobeyed the scientist.

The SCP's face was quite disgusting to look at for the others, but to George, he felt sorrow for the SCP. The SCP's face was white ,like the rest of his body, its eyes white like clouds on a sunny day, its mouth slightly agape with dried blood around it, it had no teeth.

Just then, the SCP cried louder and louder, George was about to tear up and muttered "sorry's" backing away in the corner and slapping himself for being such an idiot and failed to respect the SCP's privacy.

The SCP lunged towards George and did something that was quite shocking. The SCP ,still sobbing, hugged George. George was confused at first but he hugged back shortly after.

"Wh- Why is it not attacking you" the voice ,through the loudspeaker, said, clearly confused and aggressive at the discovery. "What? Is it really supposed to attack? Maybe the D-Classes were just an ass to this SCP therefore attacking them," George said with confidence and sassiness in his voice while still hugging the SCP like it was a small bean going to be attacked by random strangers.

"That's enough testing for today, go back to your cell," the scientist said through the loudspeaker like he was holding back on killing someone. 'Ruining the fun eh? Fine I'll go back to my room' George thought, holding back the anger and aggression towards the scientist.

"Hey, sorry but... I have to go" George said sadly, struggling to get the words out. The SCP retreated from the hug and went back to where George found him. George proceeded to the door but he paused for a moment, looking back to the SCP and frowned, but he quickly smiled as he noticed that he has the possibility on being tested to the SCP again.

He stepped in the decontamination, but his heart fell heavy all of a sudden like something bad will happen. 'No, I can't let those thoughts get to me' George thought, trying to be hopeful as possible, and pushed those thoughts before it can have a negative impact on him. He stepped out of the decontamination and followed the scientist back to his room.

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George laid in bed, thinking about the SCP and how he treated it kindly unlike the other D-Class, or so he thought. The SCP being a threat was something that George would never believe, after all, he has not seen proof of the SCP being a threat.

George was also informed that the SCP's number was SCP-096, but that was all the scientist said to George, but to George, it was enough. George felt his eyes were heavy, soon his mind cleared and closed his eyes as he succumbed to sleep.

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Holy fucking cheese I got unmotivated that's why I did not write cnsjfnksbfkwnkenkfd, anyways hope you enjoyed the chapter, if you want to then you could vote and you can coment, but it's your choice! Have a Good Day/Afternooon,Night, idc what time, just have a good time

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