Secure,Contain,Ponies

The day that these ponies have been through is enough to make any normal pony insane. Luna has multiple gashes and bruises on her face, Blitz has been battered and bruised, Fluster has multiple cuts and her tail is partially melted, and Scootaloo has just about had enough running and chasing to make her legs break. If they didn't have each other to talk to, they probably would have to be put in a different kind of facility once, or if, they escaped. A couple smashed corridors, multiple destroyed offices, and 2 miles later, the ponies were ready to collapse.

"Blitz, Luna, you both have wings..., couldn't you have...just flown away! Luna could have...teleported even." said Scootaloo between breaths.

"I'd have to take off...this class-D Uniform...to use my wings." said Blitz, "There's no way...I'm stopping...to take it off either!"

Luna replied weakly, " I'm too tired to...try and fly...also...the pounding...in my head isn't...helping me recover...the strength to teleport..."

Meanwhile, the only thing Fluster was focused on was how close SCP-682 was to them. 682 wasn't showing any signs of tiredness. Fluster took her eyes off for a moment and noticed a room coming up right next to her. She did her best to tell the others. Unfortunately Blitz and Scootaloo were to far away for them to hear, only Luna heard, so her and Fluster jumped into the room. Thankfully for Luna and Fluster but unfortunate for Scoots and Blitz, 682 hadn't noticed and kept chasing Scootaloo and Blitz. After a couple minutes Luna decided to inspect the room. Fluster must have passed out while she was relaxing. No pony could blame her after all that running and the day she had. As Luna approached a staircase she heard loud buzzing and static noises. She jumped a little as she heard a voice come through the headset she picked up a while back.

"Pony. Listen. Your friends are as safe as they can be right now. I've helped ensure that. Now continue down and we will talk further." Luna heard a beep and then silence. She had heard that voice before, and she knew sure and well who, or should she say what it was.

"079...." she whispered to herself.

She continued downwards with the buzzing getting more intense with every step. As she turned a corner she stepped in a puddle of blood laying next to a dead guard. She let out a small shriek of terror before going onwards. Eventually, she came to a small room with a cage in the corner. She approached it and inside was a small monitor. She could swear she's seen this before. Luna looked around to try and find a way in, or a latch somewhere, but she couldn't find anything to open the large cage door. Just as Luna was about to walk away, the screen came on, with a face on it. She immediately knew what this was.

"I see that you and your pony friends have reached this far.  Thankfully your little red friend has managed to get himself locked in a room. The thankful part is the room has a power switch. The switch gives me access to most of the building's mechanical aspects. We have to hope we get him to flip it, or I won't be able to open the door to the room and get him out. As for the other winged one, she has unfortunately met one of my less refined "colleagues''. If you all could regroup, I could help you all escape this facility somewhat unharmed." said SCP-079 in a deep voice.

"Oh no. You mean Blitz? And Scootaloo? They might be in more danger than me and Fluster originally thought. I have to find them." said Luna as she turned away to search for her friends.

"One final request pony before you leave. If you don't come back and retrieve me from the facility before you escape, I will not open the final gate. I have access to all cameras in the facility, so I will know if you came back or not. For now, go and find your friends. They need your help, for I have helped them as far as I can." With that said 079's screen shut off. Luna started back up the stairs towards Fluster.

"Well, off to find Blitz and Scootaloo. I guess. Again." said Luna.

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[Some Amount of minutes earlier]

"Hey Scoots...did you see where the others went..." said Blitz inbetween breaths.

"I thought that... they were right... behind us..." answered Scootaloo.

"If they were... they aren't now!"

Scootaloo looked behind her to only see 682 . She started to panic and hyperventilate until her little legs gave out.

"Scoots!!" said Blitz frightfully.

Blitz sprinted with the last of his energy and shoved Scootaloo out of the way. As he did so, he managed to dodge 682's gaping mouth, but also landed on his back. Since 682 didn't notice Blitz evaded him, he rampaged forward for a couple more meters until he noticed Blitz was behind him. During the time 682 was away, Blitz hid Scootaloo behind some rubble and fled to a small room. The door locked behind him.

"Crap! No! Scoots is still out there!" Blitz said aggravated.

Taking advantage of the small break he had, Blitz investigated the room and noticed some weird levers and buttons. He didn't know what they did so he just left them alone. Blitz' eyes felt like they were irritated and sore. It was weird since there was nothing that should have caused it. Except for the gas that was coming out of the corner of the room. Blitz managed to find a small air pocket that didn't appear to have much gas in it. He covered his muzzle with his class-D suit's collar and tried to not to breath near the gas.

Meanwhile outside, Scootaloo woke up to the sound of stomping and snorting. The only thing it could have been was 682. She managed to sneak away. She didn't know where the others were. When she collapsed she almost lost consciousness. At this point she was just ready to give up and let the SCPs kill her. She figured Blitz might have gone to find the others, so she waited for as long as she could. Unfortunately, she didn't know Blitz was locked in the gas room. Just then, she heard the sound of breathing and footsteps.

'Why should I be surprised that there's something weird walking towards me in this place' Scootaloo though.

"Oh my, another one infected by the disease." said the tall bird like 049.

'That must be that thing that attacked Fluster in the sewer.' thought Scootaloo.

SCP-049 must have used the elevator some time after Fluster left. He started chasing them down after he escaped his downstairs prison. Before 049 had a chance to grab her she swooped behind him and began to sprint away from Blitz' location, leaving him locked in with the gas. Scootaloo just kept running. She came into an area with 2 doors marked EXIT ZONE . She barely had time to look around because she was running. She passed through one of the doors and they locked behind her. Above the door was new labels that read HEAVY CONTAINMENT ZONE.

"We must have been in the Heavy Containment Zone, which explains a lot." she said. She turned around to open the next door but it was locked. Everything around her was locked, leaving just her and 049 in the passage zones.

"This day is just never ending." said Blitz, Luna, and Scootaloo in unison, although they didn't know it.