First things first, the art on the cover is not mine! (All credits go to the artist<3). This is a story about SCP-035 and SCP-049, also known as The Possessive Mask and The Plague Doctor. They find each other once again after decades or maybe even centuries of being apart. At this time, 049 has forgotten the memories he and 035 once shared. During their containment and after the breach, 035 tries to coax those memories back but it is only met with failure. Or is it?

I was so tempted to write Sin Soukoku instead of Shin Soukoku... Anyways, this ranges from smut, angst and fluff! Enjoy

Toby's eyes narrowed as he stared at the blonde male who lay unconscious in the small shed behind his old beaten up home, his soaked hair pooling over his paled thin arms, if it weren't for his strained breathing he would've thought he was dead, peeking out of the shed he looked around before kneeling down over the boy grabbing a handful of his soaked hair and lifting his head, it didn't take long for the numbed boy to pick the smaller male up with ease and walk from the small space, whoever this boy was he clearly wasn't human, nor anything close to anything he'd seen and throughout his time of being a proxy..he'd seen allot or strange creatures.

Rinse and repeat. That's all life was. That is, until a certain killer pulls you into a new world and changes your life forever. [Feel free to change pronouns and clothing to your like, and this contains cussing] ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ Note: This story is still under some edit and is not completed. So please, don't expect a award on this as the entitled "Best fanfic ever". This is my first fanfic too, so please, show some sympathy. Thank you. UPDATED NOTE: OH GOD WHY DID I WRITE THIS WAY I AM SO SORRY I NEED TO EDIT OUT SO MUCH STUFF I MADE THIS IS IN 2016 I WAS LIKE 11-12 IM SO SORRY