My Little SCP Foundation: Horror is Magic

"Milo.. Oh have the years gone by. Let me get a look at you.. ah, yes. You've grown from a scrawny, curious child to someone not to be trifled with. Not only have your muscles and stamina grown, but your heart has also gotten bigger. The way you fearlessly finished off that pathetic, evil excuse of a man was amazing. You're a hero, undeserving of that cruel punishment.

"Yes, you're a family man now, that much is evident. Of all the trials and hardships you've gone through, most were to help your son and wife. Connor. Such a beautiful boy. Such courage and loyalty to his father. He is destined for greatness, that is certain. And Sarah.. I cannot tell you how sorry I am to hear of her untimely demise. She was an excellent example for Connor, as were you. And now you can't see either of them.

"But this doesn't have to be. You don't have to destroy me. You don't have to listen to that white tyrant. You don't have to be a criminal. Just join me. Join me and save your son. Save Fluttershy. Save everyone.

"Save everypony."

        The darkness that surrounded me dissipated instantly as I opened my eyes, the third voice of the week gone from my head. I found myself not in a black void, but lying in a dark apartment room. The bed I was suspended on was soft and comfortable, and the fan slowly rotating above me brought back pleasant thoughts. I took a deep breath, then sighed deeply.

        I felt a hoof caress my shoulder from behind, followed by soft lips landing a kiss on the back of my neck. The familiar feel of Fluttershy nuzzling me landed on my neck. Her feminine, cute voice asked, "More voices?"

        I turned my head towards her, instantly feeling the butterflies in my stomach upon seeing her ocean blue eyes. "Yeah.." I whispered. "How'd you know?"

        The yellow pegasus planted another kiss, this time on my cheek. Its color darkened as she said, "You stirred."

        "It's been happening a lot lately. Princess Celestia told me SCP-902 would try to convince me to change, but.. she didn't say it'd act like it knew me."

        Fluttershy sighed beside me. "It's okay. It's been speaking to me, too."

        For a few seconds, Fluttershy and I both just layed there on the bed, looking into eachothers' eyes. It had been three months since I was mortalized by that white monster, and all my wounds were healed, save it for my three-fingeredness. Apparently, not only does Equestria's happy atmosphere weaken other life form's skin, it also heals wounds a lot quicker. My ribs were fixed in a matter of days, and the cuts were healed almost overnight. A deep scar on my torso, however, reminded me of how dangerously close to death I was that fateful afternoon.

        Since I was hired for the Bounty-Hunter like job from Princess Celestia,  Fluttershy sprouted our romance. While Celestia and I were waiting for news on the two SCP's whereabouts, Shy and I and had gotten closer and closer. The Princesses and Fluttershy's friends were all unaware of our relationship, but we were planning on breaking it to them.

        Today was actually supposed to be our first date. I planned to have Celestia cast a spell on me to make me appear as a pony, to lower suspiscion, and take Fluttershy to a modest, but heart felt, restaurant. However, after Princess Celestia received notice of SCP-902's whereabouts at the last moment, we were rushed to Canterlot. We were now in an apartment close to the border, where the villain lay untouched in the forest somewhere.

        But now, this was Fluttershy and I's time. Even though it was going to be short, as my job required me to destroy the entity in just a couple hours, it was heart felt.

        "Does it hurt?" my marefriend asked, gesturing to my three-fingered hand.

        I kissed her on the forehead. "It's only a dull pain, especially in the cold. But it was worth it."

        She smiled, enjoying the feel. "Milo.. My Little Hero."

        "Are you implying I'm little?"

        Fluttershy laughed, nuzzling my neck. "You know what I mean."

        The beautiful mare then kissed me on the lips. I kissed back, graciously accepting her romance. Fluttershy was bringing her hooves up to my face when the apartment door slammed open, showering the room with blinding light. Both Fluttershy and I flinched, covering our eyes.

        "Seven, SCP-902 has been located," said a stoic guard in the open doorway. "You must come immediately." With that, he was off.

        I sighed, knowing it was my duty. I looked back at Fluttershy and smiled. "I'll be safe."

        She wrapped her hooves around me, and my heart filled with warmth. "I don't like it when they call you that," she whispered in my ear.

        I kissed her cheek. "It's an order from Princess Celestia. I don't like it either, but we can't question her."

        My mare friend sighed. "...please, do be careful. I don't want to lose you."

        "I'm not going anywhere." I smiled, enjoying her soft, strawberry scented mane so close to my face.

        After a few more pecks on her cheek, I got up from the bed and headed for the door. However, before I exited, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My thin stubble had grown into a full beard, the chestnut hairs almost inches long. It traveled from down the sides of my cheeks, meeting at my chin and overlapping my mouth. My hair was now down to my shoulders, and in dire need of a haircut. It was held back from my forehead with a black bandana, although a couple stray hairs glided down my forehead.

       I sighed. I did not like the Gruffy look; I was the kind of person who liked my hair collected and still. Without that piece of cloth, it would most likely resemble a mop more than hair.

        "Oh, and Milo?" Fluttershy said seductively from behind.

        I turned around to see my marefriend, only half covered in the sheets. Her upper body was bare, pronouncing her beautiful curves. With a hoof tracing the bed and a bat of her eye lashes, she smiled. "When you come back, I have a surprise for you."

        My heart skipped a beat as I interpreted the meaning. She couldn't mean.. oh, no. No, that cannot happen! Sure, I love her, but not like that! She could be the most beautiful mare in Equestria, but that doesn't change the fact she's another species. Besides, I respect her too much to do that before the marriage, if there is one. Okay, now I'm jumping too far ahead.

        As my mind raced, the sound of Fluttershy clearing her throat dragged me back to reality. She was rolling her eyes as she said, "No, not that. I actually have a present for you."

        Both relief and slight disappointment settled in. "Oh, uh yeah. Yeah, I knew that, it's just.." My hand reached up to scratch the back of my head. I realized there was no excuse for getting out of this, and sighed. "Sorry, Shy. I shouldn't have made that assumption."

        My marefriend lifted the covers off herself, dropped off the bed, and trotted her way over to me. I was tensing up for a slap, and my assumption was proven true as she grabbed my shirt collar and yanked me down to her level. I was surprised to receive a deep, passionate kiss from the yellow mare instead.

        She leaned in, gently sliding her tongue into my mouth. I could feel the familiar, pleasurable sensation which came over me whenever she did that. I knew it was wrong, that I should pull away and leave this make out session for a later date, but I loved it. My tongue batted at hers playfully, wrestling for domination.

        As Fluttershy pulled away, she smiled. "It's alright, Milo. I was implying towards it anyways."

        "Seven! Princess Celestia requires your attention downstairs, immediately!"

        I turned towards the voice, my cheeks beet red. "Yeah, I'll be down there in a minute!"

        As the guard left, I turned back to Fluttershy and gave her a smile. "Gotta go save the world."

        She laughed at my farewell. "Do us both a favor and never say that again."

        After one last look at my marefriend, I exited the room, closing the door behind me. I walked down the long, well-lit hall, my face transforming from one of playfulness to business. As I continued my way down the apartment corridor, I was reminded of my fateful time in the SCP Foundation. The tall, colorful walls of the apartment bore little resemblance to the gloomy corridors of the God-Forsaken complex, although the long stretch between corner to corner still remained.

        As I rounded the end of the hall, walked down the apartment stairs, and opened the door to the conference room, I was greeted by a calm Celestia, smiling warmly. Beside her, however, was her agitated sister: Princess Luna.

        "Where have you been?" the dark blue alicorn snapped. Her mane, usually well kept and colorful, was messy and uncombed. Eyebrows narrowed, she hissed at me, "don't you know you have a job to do? Don't forget: this is for the sake of your son and Equestria."

        "Luna!" the elder sister whispered harshly in her ear, although the dark alicorn's harsh words already settled in.

        Anger burned inside me as my eyebrows narrowed. I could have said many things. "Who the hell do you think you are?" "Why are you being such a bitch?" "Don't you dare bring Connor in this." "Good morning to you too, your Royal Assness." Although, recognizing her stature and magical ability, I just settled with: "Sorry I'm late."

        "You'd better be sorry. You have no idea the destruction SCP-902 has caused in that delay of yours."

        Princess Celestia looked like she was about to interrupt for my defense, but I cut her off.

        "I was only give for five minutes."

        "Every minute that passes is another family slaughtered."

        I flinched, my knees almost buckling from underneath me as my breath hitched. "...What?" I snapped, my mouth quivering.

        Princess Luna gave her guards a nod. The dark armored stallions nodded their recognition, then closed in on us. Princess Celestia looked concerned, and started to make her way towards us. My body was already tensed up, ready for an assault, but instead of attacking, the guards formed a protective circle around the Princess and I.

        "Watch," she muttered, her horn now glowing.

        A bright flash shrouded my vision as I felt myself being dissolved peacefully, the last sight before me being Princess Celestia yelling. I instantly recognized the sensation of being teleported.

        The blinding, white light which represented the teleportation spell dissipated, replaced by a scene of pure devestation.

        Just a couple paces away lay a town, burning and rotting. The sky was dark, and the roaring of a huge fire deafened my ears. Black clouds of smoke and ash drifted from the burning cottages and corpses on the road, shriveled and disfigured. There was no screaming, and no groaning. No survivors.

        The small, shriveled body of a foal made bile rise in my throat. The stench of decay and blood, laced with the intense heat of the fire, hit my face, collected by my senses. I turned away, shielding my face from the horrific scene, holding back the urge of throwing up.

        "Take a good look, Seven," Princess Luna said coldly, her face stoic. "SCP-902 did this. It's what happens when you're late on the job."

        I shot a look of pure rage at the dark blue pony. "How the hell could you say something like that?!" I spat. "It's YOUR job to protect the ponies, not mine. I'm only here to destroy the bastards, remember? If you would have just woken me up earlier, I would have gotten here in time!"

        The Princess' eyes narrowed, with a depth of anger in her dark blue irises I've never seen before. "You. Can't. Destroy it."

        For a moment, I just stared at her, confused and unbelieving. "This is what I'm here to do!"

        "No," she shook with rage as her horn shone with a menacing cyan glow.  "I don't know what my sister sees in you. All I see is violence and selfishness. I have no idea how you could have ever saved Fluttershy's life, but I'm certain you wouldn't do it again." I growled at the lie. "You're not doing any of this for your son, you're doing it for yourself."

        "Go to Hell!" I roared as I backhanded her across the face. She gasped, not expecting the blow at all as her head snapped back. A cut formed on her cheek bone, inevitably followed by a bruise.

        She shook with anger, looking at me with a look of murder. "You're Fausting WORTHLESS!"

        A bolt of electricity caught me in the chest, catapulting me into a burning town. I felt my back explode with pain as I smashed through the wall of the flaming inferno, tumbling to a stop by hitting the wall. Heat instantly wrapped around my body as my recently-healed rib acted up again, most likely bruised.

        "This is what you were supposed to stop!" she yelled from outside the inferno. "And if just a box from your world could do this, I want Equestria to be rid of your planet's filth! Starting with you!"

        "Are you insane?!" I yelped as the scorging planks of wood around me burnt my hands. I quickly got up from the hot floor, only to be shoved back down by Luna's magic. The incredibly hot surface caught me immediately by surprise. An explosion of white hot pain engulfed my back as the weakened floor boards crumpled under my weight.

        "SCP-902 is here somewhere," I could hear Luna yelling above the inferno, insane rage coursing through her voice. "And I will destroy it! Without your help! And when I come back victorious, I'll tell Equestria how you've sacrificed yourself for the greater good. You're lucky I'd even consider that type of generosity." Her face scrunched up in anger as she added, "I'm doing Equestria a favor here!"

        "Bitch!" I cursed, anger flooding my mind. I was about to throw more colorful language at her when the white hot wooden boards under me gave way, embers flying up around me. I plundered down in a free fall, and for a moment, I was in thin air. I could see the circle of flames and light above me shrink as I fell, giving a startled yell as the blackness engulfed me.

        I landed on some sort of hard, wet ground back first. The air rushed out of me as I felt bones snap. I gasped and tried to suck in air, my back exploding in pain. I could see the dark Princess above, glaring down at me.

"Utterly worthless," she said, her voice echoing down the dark tunnel between us.

        I tried to lift up my arm to give her a flip of the bird, but my arm didn't respond. I tried again, this time to get up, but again nothing happened. I had no control over my body.

        It was when the Princess of the Night exited I realized something was horrifically wrong was with me. A broken spine? Broken neck? Brain damage? All were unbelievably bad, as the healing process of something that serious would take at least a week. Long enough to make me starve.

        "No.." I whispered, unable to increase the volume of my voice any higher than that. I could feel the tears clouding my vision as I realized the seriousness of the situation.

Why hello there, Milo.

        I felt a sharp pain in my body as my blood ran cold. With a tremendous effort, I slowly turned my head to the left, fear clouding my entire brain. I found a small box lying next to me.

I see you've come to join me, finally?

        There, lying just meters away was SCP-902. I was vulnerable, unable to move, but something worse was making itself known.

        It wasn't ticking, and its cover lay open.