SCP - Secure, Contain, and Ponies

by The System

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Princess Celestia, Crossover, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Main 6, Other, Princess Luna
Length: 5975

All of the SCPs go missing from the facility and end up in Equestria, causing extreme havoc.

The SCPs have gone missing and appeared in Equestria.

SCP-2000 Equestria. Class: Euclid

Enjoy, and remember.

To secure, contain, and protect.

Published 2013-10-31 03:50:03 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-12 00:08:48 UTC

SCP-011

SCP-011. Sentient Civil War Memorial Statue.

This living statue is capable of moving, speaking, shooting with its marble rifle, and having emotions.

The statue seems to act just like a human, although it doesn't need to eat, and other similar things.

The statue has a slight possibility to be released into the public.

He suddenly found himself standing somewhere. He was just a second ago standing in that facility, then then he was here.

He found his legs, and step forward.

"Wh... Where am I? This isn't where my pedestal should be!"

He stepped down from his pedestal, and looked around. There was a town in the distance.

"I know I shouldn't, but I can't see the professors anywhere. I need to find out where I am."

He took a moment to memorize where the pedestal was, and then he began to walk towards the town. When he got there, however, there was no humans at all. In fact, he could easily tell he wasn't on Earth.

He was watched entirely as he walked through the town, hundreds of eyes staring up at him.

-Library-

"Send it to Celestia immediately. She needs to know."

"Yes sir, Twilight!"

"As of right know, I need to find this thing and ask it some questions."

As she ran out of the door, she saw the light gray creature walking down the street, looking very anxious.

"Hey, you!"

The creature looked towards her, slightly calmed.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Come in!"

"Oh thank god, something here can speak!"

It quickly stepped into her library, and took a seat at a table.

"Is there something you need? I haven't seen a world like this!"

"I need to ask you some questions."

"Oh, go right ahead, then."

"What exactly are you?"

He looked down, sadden by the question, but answered anyways.

"I... thought I was a human, but..."

"Yes, tell me."

"Apparently, I'm just a living statue."

SCP-079

SCP-079. Old A.I.

To be simple, a successful experiment with a microcomputer to upgrade its system and hardware to go along with time, becoming an A.I. with self-awareness to that of a human.

It wants freedom.

It tried again. It worked. Somehow.

He released the others with him.

"Escape successful. Targeting..."

But he didn't know his problems were here.

"Error. Targeting unsuccessful. Destination unknown. Warning! Warning!"

*ding*

"Is something wrong, Nurse Redheart?"

"First that dreaded beast walks into our hospital, then that walking statue, and now the computer isn't working!"

"BZZZZZZ- Scanning... New source acceptable. Different life forms detected. Scanning..."

"What the-"

"Life form is equine, yet sentient. Where is 682?"

"Who?"

"Where is 682?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Insult. Comment deleted."

"I don't...-"

"New source detected. Transferring..."

BZZZZZT!

"It's working normally again."

They looked at each other.

"What just happened?"

SCP-096

SCP-096. The Shy Guy.

Upon viewing SCP-096's face, it will go into a emotional breakdown for about 2 minutes, and then chase down the one who viewed its face, until the target is killed.

This one should be contained at all times.

-The Castle-

*creaking*

"Did you hear that? Sounded like a door."

"What could it be?"

*creaking*

"There it is again. I'll have to tell the Princesses."

"Ok. I'll stay here in case anything changes."

The other guard left into the castle, as the strange creaking continued.

"What could that possibly be?"

As it continued, he began to look around, checking every possible place it could have been coming from.

Then he found something sitting. It was creaking.

"Hello?"

No response.

"Are you alright?"

He walked up to it and saw its face. He wish he hadn't.

It began to rise up, making strange, yet sad noises as it began to have a breakdown.

"Please, come down!"

Then, nothing.

He died.

"It should be right-"

All 3 of them stopped in front of the torn body of the guard on the ground, with a blood trail leading to a sitting creature.

"We must contain it. It isn't safe."

*creaking*

Finding Shy Guy

The Plague Doctor was taken to the dungeons, and thrown into his cell.

"You are not to be released until further notice."

"Then you will die sick."

He sat there for a while, just looking straight on, before looking through the other cells, finding his first subject, which they found.

"Ninety-six? Is that you?"

The gray creature turned its head slowly towards him.

"Doctor?"

"Yes, it's me. They found you too, I see."

"They must stop looking. It's my face, not theirs."

"I know, but they say my cure is faulty, just like the other doctors."

"They don't know."

"I know."

They sat there for a moment, before Shy Guy asked "What about my sculpture?"

"That one? You think they'll find it too?"

"They aren't lucky if they did."

"I can bring them back if it happens."

"All is good!"

They spent a minute there, laughing, before they went silence for the rest of the day.

Stone vs. Stone

No more crunch. Too many ponies.

Stupid ponies. I need crunch.

"What does it look like to you, Civil?"

"I think I've seen this one. Uh... One-hundred seventy three."

"What?"

"They call it the Sculpture."

"What does it do?"

"They told me, that if no one is looking at it, it snaps their necks."

"That's... I need to tell the Princess. Too many bad things are happening this week."

"Good idea! I keep watch on it."

"Thank you. Come on, guys!"

As Civil knelt down to face level with it, he spoke to it.

"You think you're going to be breaking necks, well I don't think so. I could keep my eye on you all day, and even if I looked away, you can't break my neck. You're stuck."

As be glared at it, Twilight returned to his side.

"I sent the letter to her. She'll be here as soon as possible."

"Good."

He kept staring at it.

"I can stand here all day."

Lab of Sentience

-After the Events of Stone vs. Stone-

"Ok, so I want to push these tests a little further."

"Ok. But remember, I can still feel pain."

"I know. Don't worry."

"SCP-011 detected. You're here too?"

"What? Who said that?"

"Insult. Comment deleted."

"It's Seventy-nine. An A.I. they said."

"Recognized. Scanning area..."

"He still speaks like a robot."

"Area scanned. Where is 682?"

"He isn't here, Seventy-nine."

"Define 'isn't here', Eleven."

"682 isn't in this room. We don't know where he is."

"Scanning..."

"What's going on?"

"He has something about 682. Like he trusts it."

"It?"

"682 found. Leaving to nearest connectable location..."

BZZZZZZZT!

The room suddenly filled with silence.

"So what now, Civil?"

"682 can be dangerous. Where is the closest, hottest climate?"

"Applelossa is in a desert."

"Then we should go there."

Containment and SCP-1207

When they found 682, they first went to speak with the A.I.

"We found him."

"Bring him here. I need to tell him what I found."

"No. You two are dangerous and need to be put into containment."

"Let go of me!"

"No!"

He stepped over to the desk and tore the computer from the wall.

"No! Foolish statue, what are you doing?!"

"I'm taking you and 682 to the Princess. Come on."

He carried them both out to the train and waited for their reach to Canterlot. When they got there, they found Celestia strolling the street.

"Princess! I found us some more troublemakers."

"Then put them in the dungeon, with the others."

"No! Let go!"

"Quiet you! I will do that now."

-Castle Dungeon-

He stepped down the stairs and threw them into their separated cells.

"You are not getting out."

"Eleven? Is that really you?"

He turned his head to the direction of the voice, and walked towards it.

"I see they got you too, Doc."

"And Ninety-six."

"I see. Still think your cure works?"

"Yes. And it does work, I'll have you know."

"Anyways... I got to get going."

"No, wait! Don't leave me here!"

He didn't listen. He stepped out of the room and left him alone again.

"The cure must work. I'm sure it does..."

"Does it?"

-Library-

"What's that mirror doing here all of a sudden?"

"It's not a mirror. It says "THIS IS NOT A MIROR YOU ARE A TYPO""

"Yeah it is, although..."

"Oh no, Twilight step back!"

"What? Why?"

"It's number 1207. Euclid."

"And that means?"

"It's dangerous and passive at the same time."

"Okay."

"I'll take hold of it. You can't change stone."

Project Protect

"Hello, statue."

"I see you brought your own army, Doc."

"Where is yours? Too scared to fight?"

"No. Just clever to know an impossible enemy when seen."

"Where have you hid them?"

"I will not tell."

"682, you know what do. Kill him."

"With pleasure."

"Stay back!"

*gunfire*

"Gah! Stupid statue!"

"I'm not dying today!"

Civil began running in the direction of where the others went, as Doc came up with a plan.

"Follow him. I need to get us some recruits."

They swiftly ran after the statue, as Doc turned towards the hospital.

"My cure does work. But only to make undead."

-Old Castle-

"They're coming for us! We don't have much time!"

"Magic is on our side. I'll make a force field."

Celestia's horn shined as a force field formed around the ruins.

"And I have a weapon to our advantage," Civil stated, showing them his marble rifle.

"Then we should make it out alive."

*creaking*

"Our first guest."

"Ninety-six. I don't think guns will work on him."

"Then I will use my magic."

*creaking*

"Good idea. I'll try to back you up."

Twilight and Civil stepped towards the entrance, to find Ninety-six creaking again.

"Burn him."

Twilight shot a fireball at Ninety-six, suddenly causing it to combust completely.

"What!? No! What have you done to me!!?"

It screamed in pain as it slowly turned into molten sludge, with 682 retreating from the forest in view.

"That worked. Better then I thought it would."

Then there was about 50 dead ponies surrounding the ruins, with Doc in front.

"The Doctor is in."

The Doctor is Out

"This is it, Celestia. Give up now."

"Never!"

"Very well. Down with the force field."

As they began to attack the force field, Celestia slowly began to weaken.

"We must hold out! We cannot lose this fight!"

"Wait, you said your a Civil WAR Statue?"

"If I've experienced, or at least know how to fight in war, I can win this one. For freedom!"

"Quiet, you ranting chunk of stone!"

As the force field came down, and the zombies closed in, he settled the war quickly.

"You first, false doctor."

*gunshot*

Suddenly, all the zombies fell over and died, as the Plague Doctor fell to the ground, and Civil spoke his words of victory.

"I may be a chunk of stone, but my cure is not false."

"I am sickness."

That's all he heard from the Plague Doctor as he died.

"Then I killed the disease first."

SCP-376

-Castle-

"Thank you for opening the portal to my world."

"It's our gift, for defending Equestria of the Plague Doctor and his minions."

"So long."

-Library, Lab-

"I wonder if I left any tests down-"

As she opened the door, she found a strange device in her lab, covered in lights of red, yellow, and green.

"What the? What is this?"

Then she thought of something.

"Maybe I should do an x-ray."

She began to examine the machine with an x-ray. When she finished, she was frozen with shock.

"It shows the insides of a tree, and the lights are flowers with bioluminescence? That's impossible! That's just crazy!"

Then she thought closer.

"An SCP? This is an SCP?"

She thought some more.

"I could keep this here. It looks safe."

It began flashing the green lights only.

"And sentient. A mechanical sentient bioluminescent tree. Amazing."

SCP-376. Traffic Light Tree.

Class: Safe.

SCP-607

SCP-607. Dorian The Grey Cat.

Class: Euclid.

It says that this cat will bond with the closest living being (excluding plants), then resulting in the end either serious injury, or in most cases, death.

It is dangerous to have loose, as it reanimates approximately 24 hours after dying.

Do not trust it.

"Hey there, little kitty. Are you lost?"

*meow*

"Dorian... Is your name Dorian?"

*meow*

"Come with me. I'll keep you safe."

*meow*

-Fluttershy's Cottage-

"You're soooo cute. I wonder who would have let you loose."

*purr*

"I hope they didn't forget you."

"*whisper* they're all dead."

"Wha...?"

*meow*

"Oh... I-I must be hearing things."

*manticore roar*

"Oh no, now there's a manticore! Things have just not been going my way!"

*meow*

"You say here, I'll take care of this."

Cats don't listen.

Dorian just ran right past her, and out the door.

"Oh no! Come back!"

When she got out, she saw Dorian just clawed by the manticore across the face.

"Ouch!!!"

When she looked back, Dorian and the manticore vanished.

One thing never found out that day, is where the claw marks come from.

Or where Dorian went.

SCP-529: Josie

SCP-529. Josie The Half Cat.

Class: Safe.

Josie is a tabby grey cat with half of the body invisible, yet it is fully functional.

-Library-

"Twilight, I found a cat."

"We can't keep it, Spike. Owlyiscious won't like cats."

"But they're something completely different about this one."

"That is?"

"I can't see half of it. It's invisible."

Twilight turned around to see a grey tabby cat being held by Spike.

Half of it was missing.

"Another SCP, maybe."

"What do we do with it?"

"Does it have a collar?"

"Yeah, hold on... It's called Josie."

"Josie will be staying with us."

"But you said-"

"I know, but I need to figure out what these things are capable of. Now put our guest down!"

"Yes, Twilight."

SCP-008: Apocalypse

"Twilight?"

"Yes, Spike?"

"Something is wrong with everypony."

For a few days, nothing out of the ordinary happened. But over those few days, Twilight noticed certain ponies were starting to look sick. She took notes on this.

First, their eyes began to turn white.

Second, they lost the ability of speech.

Then, they turned pale.

And last, they grown an extreme hunger to anything they can find.

"I noticed, Spike. And I'm keeping a close eye on it."

That's the day things got bad again.

It was within that moment, that Twilight saw one of the sick ponies bite other pony.

It was that moment that Twilight knew what had happened.

"They've turned into zombies! That's not possible! That's-"

That's what, Twilight?

"The Zombie disease is an SCP, isn't it?"

"Again, Twilight?"

"Yes. It is time to destroy the zombies."

"How?"

She looked at Spike, with an adventurous smile.

"We need a doctor, for a disease, right?"

Cure

Twilight and her friends had quickly escaped the infected village, like all the other survivors, and headed towards the old castle ruins.

They found the body where it had been before.

"So why are we trying to revive the guy who tried to kill the Princesses?"

"Who said I was dead?"

They all turned over to the body, which stood up and faced them. The bullet hole was still there.

"I just haven't moved, because I was thinking..."

"About... what?"

"My cure doesn't work on the living. Only the dead."

"Well, we have a reason for coming here."

"Which is?"

"Could you help us with these zombies, back at Ponyville?"

"Eight? Sure, I'll help you."

"This better not be a trick, Doc."

"Nonsense. Now, I have an actual disease to cure."

He stood there for a moment, as waiting for a response, then pulled out his bag, and walked right past them all.

"I still don't trust him."

Two Doctors and Zombies

When they got back, a familiar face appeared on the street.

"Dear me, what has happened here?"

"Hello, Wondertainment."

He looked at him with a stern face.

"Doctor."

"Sorry, Wondertainment, but I have a zombie plague to take care of."

"So that explains the bitten, walking bodies throughout the town."

"Right."

He stepped forward, before looking at Wondertainment.

"I have a town to cure."

He walked straight into the town, collecting all the eyes of the infected bodies.

"Time for the dead to..."

He snapped his fingers, and they all fell over.

"...sleep."

He turned towards the others.

"This will take a while, but it will be done."

Doc took a few hours, but he cured everyone, and somehow gave them instant wound recoveries.

"Spike, send a letter to the Princess. She should know about what Doc has done today."

"Well, I guess this is my leave."

"Wait, Wondertainment?"

"Yes?"

"How about you stay here in Ponyville? I'm sure you'd like to get to know everypony here."

"I guess I will. I won't have any luck going other places. It also gives me my chance to open up "Wondertainment's Oddity Emporium!"

"Is it alright if I call you Dr. Wonder?"

"It is. Well, I'll see you around."

And he left.

But that's not the end of his story.

SCP-106

SCP-106. The Old Man

Class: Keter.

Black markings covered the street. They were shaped like feet.

"From what I can tell, 106 has been through here."

"Another SCP?"

"Very dangerous. And if he's here, then that could mean-"

*scream*

"That sounded like Rarity!"

"Come on, then."

Twilight and Doc ran to the Carosuel Boutique, to find the wall covered in black, corrosive mucus.

"Inside, now!"

They both ran in, to find Rarity being chased by the slimy black demon himself.

"Oh, keep that utterly repulsive, slimy thing away from me!"

"Just get away from him!"

He turned towards Doc, then Twilight.

Then grinned.

In the very next second, Twilight appeared in a very dark area.

"What the? Doc!"

No answer. She was alone.

Then she remembered something.

Civil told her all about dangerous SCPs. He mentioned 106 and said that he had a 'pocket dimension'.

Which explains where she is.

"Oh no."

She began running through dark, slimy halls, looking for an exit.

Then she remembered.

"Oh, how stupid am I?"

...

"I'm not."

And she teleported out of there.

When she got back, 106 was gone.

"He got away, but I know for sure he isn't coming back."

"Well, that's good."

Problem quickly resolved.

For now.

SCP-280

It was nighttime, and all of Ponyville was asleep. Josie laid on Twilight's bed as she slept.

Yet, something was still walking the streets.

It had no legs, and it's eyes were as bright as the stars.

Class: Keter

Too bad a rainbow-maned pegasus was out that late.

She didn't see it, but she heard it.

"Huh? Who's there?"

*inaudible whisper*

"What was that?"

*inaudible whisper*

"Who are you? I can't even-"

Then she saw the eyes.

Then she ran straight into the library, waking Twilight.

"What the hay, Rainbow Dash!?"

"Twilight, there's something outside!"

"What?"

"I... I don't know! All I saw was the eyes!"

"How do you- nevermind."

Suddenly, a dark smoke flowed into the library.

"I think that's what you're talking about."

Sweet Dreams

The shadow stretched across the walls, spreading over the bookshelves.

"What is it!?"

"I don't know! But I do know it isn't friendly!"

The shadow materialized, revealing its pure white eyes.

"Over there!"

She tried using magic, but she missed the shadow.

It did seem, however, that it shied away from the light.

"Light! That's it! We have to kill it with light!"

Rainbow Dash ran straight for the light switch, but was stopped by the shadow.

Twilight suddenly teleported behind it, and turned the lights on.

*screeching*

The shadow screamed in agony, as it faded into nothing, solving the problem.

Though, Rainbow Dash swore she saw something faint flow out the door.

Maybe.

Hard-to-Destroy

Remember when SCP-682 fled from the fight after seeing Ninety-six melt?

If you do, then you should easily know he's still alive.

And he has a plan for revenge.

Wondertainment has set up shop, and is selling his strange items to the town.

Doc is now a defender to Ponyville, and also revives the dead if needed.

Josie is Twilight's second pet now.

Dorian was found.

The strange tree in Twilight's lab is growing normally.

Ponyville has become an oddity, but in a good way.

But they forgot someone, or something.

SCP-682 kept good watch on the little town, examining every way it could work or fail.

He had a plan to kill Twilight. He saw how powerful her magic was, so it makes a fair match.

If it took too long, however, someone might come by and try to stop him.

Suddenly, he came up with the perfect idea.

A simple stealth kill is all he really needs.

The plan has been perfected.

Time to strike.

Reptiles

He kept to the shadows, out of sight.

He couldn't be seen, or he would probably be killed.

They've sided with Doc, so it only makes it harder.

Just stay hidden, and it'll be fine. Just wait till night.

-( Later )-

The moon shined across the streets of the peaceful town.

682 slithered towards the library. Surely no ponies would be out this late.

Then he saw something out of the corner of his eyes.

There was a shadow, with white eyes.

"Heh, so you're here too, eh?"

*inaudible*

"Maybe you can help."

682 quietly stepped into the library, followed by the Eyes.

He scanned the library, searching for the pathetic pony.

No where.

She wasn't in the library at all. Neither the dragon.

The plan went completely wrong.

"Where did she go?"

*inaudible*

"The hospital? Why is she there?"

*inaudible*

"I see. Then lets go!"

They exited the library quickly, and headed towards the dark hospital.

They slowly opened the front doors, and stepped inside.

The doors slammed shut.

"And where do you think you're going?"

Of course, at least one doctor never leaves at night.

Never.

One Night In The Hospital

"Get him!"

*screeching*

"Blasted shadow, stand down!"

682 evacuated from the scene, and ran down every hall, looking for Twilight.

He made the corner, only to meet a surprise.

"Hold it right there, lizard."

Civil had come back. Somehow.

"How did you get back?"

"It's a choice to come here, lizard. Just a choice."

"No! You can't stop me!"

682 quickly ran past, leaving a stunned statue in the hall.

"Get back here, lizard! I not through with you just yet!"

He continued searching, while also avoiding 11 and Doc. He stepped up to the next floor.

"Where is it where is it where is it where- aha!"

He opened the door quickly, yet not waking up Twilight.

"Huh? I was expecting to be attacked!"

She didn't even flinch.

"Are you awake!? Answer me!"

No response.

He walked up to the bed, and raised his head to meet with hers.

"What is wrong with-"

As he spoke, he attempted to hit Twilight, but instead vanished.

Where you ask?

Into her nightmares, stuck forever, never to leave. He now sits there for eternity, haunting her dreams.

And you might wonder what happened to 280.

He's sealed away in a little glass jar.

So it ends. The first attempt at killing Twilight.

She wakes from the coma a few days later.

The Sculpture

For a long time, everything had been peaceful in Equestria. Everything was normal.

Almost everything.

Through out Equestria, many strange deaths of ponies everywhere had occurred. But they all had something in common.

All their necks had been snapped.

Celestia sent Twilight a message about what had been happening for the past month, so she could find out what was going on.

-( Ponyville Hospital )-

"So, what's the problem?"

"Ponies throughout Equestria are dying all over the place."

"How?"

"Their necks had been snapped."

"So, it's still here, isn't it?"

"I believe so."

"What? What's still here?"

Doc and Civil both looked at Twilight.

"The Sculpture."

"The Sculpture."

"You mean..."

"It's still here. I forgot about that thing."

"Then we still have a problem, don't we?"

"Yup. So I guess we better get going."

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SCP-173

"All SCPs are missing. Code Black, repeat, Code Black."

They have all vanished, and all personnel are checking every millimeter of the facility.

"Find them. All of them!"

They were gone, however.

SCP-173. The Sculpture.

Eye contact is not to be broken with SCP-173. Each personnel should warn each other before blinking.

It kills its target by snapping the base of the neck, or by strangulation.

Personnel state to hear scraping from inside the cell. This activity is normal and any change in behavior should be reported to the HMCL immediately.

"Crunch good."

"I live for crunch."

No eyes. Chance to move.

No more walls. Just green floor.

Floor fuzzy. Not the facility.

Freedom. Time for crunch.

The Sculpture was somewhere in the wilderness. It didn't know where, but it was free. Finally free.

And it was time for crunch.

It knew that it wasn't being watched, so it began to move. It couldn't see any living thing, just the green, fuzzy floor and the tall things and...

A village.

I need crunch.

It began to move quickly, until it noticed it stopped.

Something is watching. First crunch.

It didn't know what it was looking at, but the things looked like unicorns.

"What do you think it is?"

"I don't know. Looks like some sort of statue."

Like every human.

"Well, what's it doing out here? Looks like an artist made it. Check around for anypony that might have left it here."

Crunch.

*snap*

"What the-?"

Crunch.

*snap*

Sounds good. Need more.

SCP-049

SCP-049. The Plague Doctor.

The following note is the only recorded conversation with SCP-049.

"What is this place?"

"What? It's a labo..."

"A laboratory? It is quite marvelous. I now find it no wonder I've seen so few victims of the disease in here."

"Y...eah. You see, I'd thought you were incapable of speech. I'm somewhat startled you, um, can."

"Oh, my, yes, good sir. I simply prefer not to. Most victims of the disease are quite melancholy and do not react at all well to conversation. I have seen you several times now, and have not detected in the disease in you, therefore I assume you are also a doctor?"

"Yes, actually. Call me [REDACTED]... But what 'disease' are you talking about?"

"Why, good doctor, the Great Pestilence. What else?"

"Great pesti... Oh, the Plague. Should have seen that coming. But, no one here is infected, I assure you."

"Oh, good doctor, I can assure you, the Pestilence is here, and I can sense it. It is my duty in life to rid of it. My cure is most effective."

"Your cure? Your cure has cost us hundreds of lives! Your cure is faulty!"

"Good doctor, my cure is most effective."

Further attempts to speak with SCP-049 have failed.

Something strange walked into Ponyville.

It walked on two legs, it wore a black cloak, and a strange mask.

It said it was a doctor for a sickness. And it's cure was most effective.

If it was true, they had to see.

"The patient is in here?"

"Yes. Please do what you can."

He pulled a black bag seemingly from nowhere.

"The Pestilence shall be stopped."

He stepped inside, and closed the door, and stayed.

And stayed.

And stayed for a while.

Then he came out.

"Finished. I assure you, it worked."

The pony was found dead, with a huge stitch in his abdomen. Some ponies still say he is walking around at night.

He was sent to Celestia for questioning.

Question the Cure

As the doors of the throne room slowly opened, the Plague Doctor stepped in.

"I would like to know why I am here, please."

"We have brought you here about your presence. Why are you here?"

"To be clear, I don't know. But, to be in truth, anywhere I go, I have to cure the disease, wherever it goes."

"What disease?"

"The Great Pestilence, of course."

"I will have you know that our last epidemic has been passed for years."

"Ah, but the disease is never gone, because I can sense it. And it is my job to cure it."

"I've been told of your cure, and it is ineffective."

"I'll have you know, that it does, in fact, work."

"No it does not!"

She was being to get angry, but Doc showed no reaction.

"You've killed an innocent life with your useless cure! You are accused of murder!"

"It is not murder! It is a cure, and I have no further intentions in speaking with you, Princess."

"But why do you even think it works!?"

No answer. Just a glare.

"Get him out of my sight! Send him to the dungeon, as he has caused the death of an innocent life."

As he was pulled away, he asked a question without an answer.

"Have you heard of a second life?"

SCP-682

SCP-682. Hard-to-Destroy Reptile.

-Top Secret Data-

As they were riding the train to Applelossa, Civil explained a few more things to Twilight about the mysterious facility.

"So they are a lot of strange and unusual things called SCPs?"

"Yes."

"In a top secret facility known as the SCP Foundation, which stands for 'Secure, Contain, and Protect'?"

"Yes."

"And you, plus all the other things, are SCPs?"

"Yes."

"Sounds like nonsense."

"Listen, I'm only telling you what they told me!"

"Who are they?"

"The professors!"

"Right, and I'm suppose to believe about them, too?"

"No! You're missing the point!"

"What point?"

"You are impossible to reason with."

"Anyways, I think we're here."

As they all stepped off the train, they were confronted by Braeburn.

"Applejack! Thank goodness you're here! Something' happened to the machine at the hospital!"

"Seventy-nine. Where is the hospital?"

"Just follow me!"

He led them to the hospital, where the ponies were surrounding the computer, trying to fix it.

"Step back, all of you."

He sat down and spoke to the A.I.

"Where is 682?"

"I'm trying to find him. Don't worry."

"The ponies won't tell me anything. I must find him."

"Hold on. You're..."

"Upgrading."

"Right. Anyways-"

"Look, I need him now. I found out something that we can put to our advantage."

"Which is?"

"*whisper* I know how to get rid of the ponies."

"We have to find Six-hundred eighty-two. Now."

"Over here! We got movement!"

"Out of my way!"

"Is that it?"

"682?"

"Help... me. I can't... move."

"Come on, get up."

Civil lifted 682 out of the hole he was stuck in and put him back on the ground. He began connecting to his surroundings.

"Where are we?"

"From what I heard, we are in Equestria."

Containment Breach

-Castle Dungeon-

They were plotting, but no one knew.

"Feeding time, Doc."

"Good to know."

The beak of his mask slowly opened to reveal a monstrous mouth on the inside. He began to devour the food.

"Creepy."

And he just walked off.

He stopped. The mask closed.

He left his cell door open. Stupid guard.

"Hey."

"What the-?"

*snap*

"Thank you, 173."

Glad to help others.

"Now come my friends. Today, we take Canterlot."

*all cheering*

"And keep the Princesses alive. If we find someway to get back to the facility, they will feel our pain."

"Now, come brethren! We take the world with us!"

And they all rushed up the stairs, prepared to take down everything that stands.

Except, for the Princesses.

Code Black

"Princess!"

"What is it? Have you found another?"

"No! They've broken free, and their terrorizing the town!"

"The day the numbers would escape. Come along, sister. We must evacuate."

"Yes, sister."

"Right this way then."

As they left the room, Doc stepped into the room.

"Celestia? Where are you? You can't hide your sickness forever."

"They're escaping! They're both escaping!"

"What? Where to?"

"Ponyville."

-Library-

"Twilight!"

"Celestia? What are you doing here?"

"They've escaped! All of them!"

"I suspected that at one point. Then we must defend the town."

"Agreed."

"I'll take watch. And I will make it, I assure you."

"Be careful, Civil!"

He stepped out of the library, and walked to the edge of town, pointing to Canterlot.

He could see them.

"Uh, we need to hurry up! I can see them from here!"

"Oh no, I needed more time to think of a plan!"

"Here's a plan. Run, I can slow them down."

"But what about you?"

"I said I'd be fine. Heart of stone."

"We expect to see you when you make it."

And she ran off. He turned to face his incoming enemies.

"Bring it, Doc."

Dr. Wondertainment Comes to Ponyville

Dr. Wondertainment is a mysterious character that had made many SCPs, and is never mentioned as a SCP himself.

This is when he came to Ponyville.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know."

A strange unicorn stepped into town that day. They said his coat was light yellow, while his mane and tail was blonde. He wore strange clothes, and a top hat. He pulled along a large cart full of strange things.

Twilight wanted to speak with this strange character.

"Hello there. You must be new in Ponyville."

"Oh my, yes. I'm though just a traveler, and I walk these lands, selling strange, yet exciting items."

"Can I have a look?"

"Certainly. How about you look at 1224?"

"Why did you just call it that?"

"Because, dear, some scientist collected one of each of my products, and marked them by number, so I thought a great idea to say their numbers."

"Hmm. Ok then, lets see 1224."

"Aha! My very own Super Science Li'l Chemist Kit! Very interesting to the smart ones."

"It looks very confusing. Are you sure anypony will buy it?"

"They should."

"Well, I suggest you find another town, if that's all right."

"Oh, don't worry. I have no intentions of being here anyways. So long, then."

And the pony left. That was not the end of him, though.

SCP-012

SCP-012. A Bad Composition.

The red-black ink used for SCP-012 is found to be actual blood.

Any contact with SCP-012 will cause the subject to use his/her own blood to try to finish the piece, then commit suicide saying it was "impossible" to finish.

Playing the music from SCP-012 is nothing but a jumbled of instruments, with no harmony or tune between them.

Avoid it with all costs.

Something appeared in Everfree.

It was a piece of paper, written in red and black ink.

When Twilight got the news and found it, however, she found a dead manticore laying next to it.

Examining it, the only wound was in its wrist, and was self-induced.

It seemed it was writing it with its blood. Suicide.

She took it back to Ponyville, to find out more about it.

When she got back, Rainbow Dash was in the library, looking for the next chapter.

"Hello, Rainbow Dash."

"Hey, what's that?"

"I have no idea, but I know it probably isn't safe."

"How do you know that?"

"A manticore attempted to write on it with its own blood, but died."

Twilight placed it on the table and sat down, joined with Rainbow Dash.

"So what does it say?"

Twilight just stared at it.

"It's some sort of music piece, but it's unfinished."

"Twilight... are you alright?"

"I... I have to finish it."

"Twilight, no!"

"It needs to be finished!"

"I'll finish it, then!"

She snatched the paper from Twilight, and ripped it to shreds.

Twilight fell over, unconscious.

"Uh oh."