Doctor Bright is Very Bright

Multiple Euclid and Keter class SCP’s have breached containment due to a failure in laboratory A34! Initiate Protocol 6F per O5-3’s orders! A full-site lockdown is now in effect until they can be contained!

Doctor Bright looked up at the intercom in the break room in Site-17. He looked back down at the newspaper and sipped his coffee with a quiet “slurp”. He heard the alarm ring throughout the facility and sighed. His morning coffee was ruined, and the O5’s were overreacting again. Laboratory A34 had a sort of monolith that accelerated evolution, and they were probably hitting it with rocks to see what would happen. The only dangerous SCP that would be hard to contain again would be SCP-106.

Well... At least they didn't have to worry about SCP-682 again. Jack Bright clutched his coffee cup as hard as he could, making his knuckles turn white. The damn lizard died by choking on a letter, and after all those times of trying to launch it into the sun! It dies from a damn letter stuck in its' throat. The letter was an anomaly all within itself. How it had gotten there amazed Bright, and it was writen by one Doctor Edward Richtofen, who was a character in a video game made by a few agents who were recruited from the Treyarch company. They had witnessed an outbreak of SCP-008 and had gotten curious.

SCP-008 would be horrible if it had gotten out to the public. It was a virus of 100% infectivity and lethality, and it brought the cadavers back from the dead as the almighty "Z" word. The "Z" word was forbidden to be used in Site-19's parameters as it instilled fear into the hearts of all men who had dealt with the SCP firsthand. So the afflicted were given the title SCP-008-1 in order to ensure formality and a calm atmosphere. God knows what would happen if it ever escaped containment...

He let out a calm sigh and smiled when he sipped his coffee, ridding his thoughts of 682's termination, as well as the thoughts of SCP-008's containment breach. Many SCP's would be harder to contain and much more lethal if they had gotten out. The soapstone statue would most likely be the hardest to contain by far. The monolith they had found was very similar to it. It looked like a slender human holding a younger variant of its' species in its' arms. They would call it the child of evolution, but they kept getting it confused with evolution's child.

Doctor Bright heard some banging and loud shouts, but he couldn't tell if they were in his imagination or not. He figured they weren't, because he heard the cloud clanking of the MTF's boots running towards the area in which the shouting was coming from. "God damnit... Can't I just have my coffee in peace?!" He banged once on the table to show his anger. He figured it was a drill, otherwise there would be proper screams. He heard some more shouting and banging, and he heard the name "James" being yelled out several times before more banging resounded throughout the hallways again. This time, he heard a loud crash and gunfire erupt.

He heard screaming outside of the break room door and looked up at it. He could hear gunfire and the barking of orders being given out. He caught words such as “mythology” and “monsters” being yelled out before the voices suddenly ceased. He turned back to his newspaper and sipped his coffee once more, for Doctor Bright was the master of not caring. A screaming researcher opened the door and ran inside, but was caught in a strange blue aura that surrounded him, and was pulled back out kicking and screaming.

Doctor Bright blinked a few times and shrugged his shoulders. He was immortal, so he wouldn’t have to worry about dealing with anything. He was just sleep in his amulet until someone or something puts him on. He would of course essentially take over their body, but he wanted to survive. He just sat there sipping his coffee and blinked when he noticed that the Researcher’s screams had ceased. The intercom activated, but all that came out was garbled static. Soon after the static, the power went out and the emergency lights activated themselves.

He sighed and stood up from his seat. He carefully walked over to the break room door and took a glance outside. Bodies were strewn all over the hallway leading to the break room with wounds of all sorts covering their entire bodies. His eyes opened widely, but it was not anything he had not seen before. A similar incident occurred when a Global Occult Coalition spy activated the camera feed to SCP-96’s containment chamber. The death toll was estimated to be around 47 Doctors and Researchers before it was subdued. He shuddered at the image of SCP-96 devouring a corpse.

Doctor Bright pushed that thought out of his head with a shake and pushed against the door, he jumped back in shock when he saw the very same Researcher that had intruded on his morning coffee session, was now covered in third degree burns on his face. The lab coat remained untouched for some odd reason, but he could only guess that whatever weapon had been used only affected biological tissue. He would start on a report, but he presumed most of his staff to be dead. Far more than a measly 47…

He stepped over the dead body of the researcher, but he peered at his name tag while he did so. The researcher’s name was James Wood. Doctor Bright sighed and made a mental note to send condolences to his family if he survived this breach, or if anybody survived this breach. He jogged down the hallway and passed through the already open door. He was met with a view of what appeared to be a small horse with a horn like protrusion on its’ forehead.

The horse was busy looking through the dead researcher’s pockets with its muzzle. It had accumulated a number of items and was now stuffing them in a duffel bag. Not wanting to be the next corpse to be searched through, Doctor Bright turned around on his heels and was met with the face of a very angry looking creature. It was an eagle that appeared to have been spliced with a lion, a real griffon. It was holding, in one talon, what appeared to be an MTF standard combat knife. It appeared to smile at the Doctor with a hint of rage in its face, before thrusting the knife into his heart.

He collapsed onto the floor clutching his wound. He had died many times, but none as surprising as this, and he was not sure if he would have a host this time around. He knew that the MTF teams had failed to capture the creatures that were now running rampant throughout the site, they possibly escaped the site as well. He somehow doubted that if he had a host again, it would not be human, but it would definitely be intelligent. He could only hope that he would continue to live, he hoped that he would live until they found a way to remove him from the amulet. His eyes widened as he thought his last thought in his current host, why had they not used the soul extractor?

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“Hey Spleunk! What in the name of Celestia is that thing?” A light blue mare pointed at a strange looking skeleton from the mouth of a recently discovered cave. A similarly colored stallion looked into the cave and faced the direction in which the lighter blue mare was pointing.

“I dunno Drip… Looks like some kind of skeleton.” The stallion named Spleunk shined a torch into the cave and drew back when something shiny reflected the light into his eyes. He pushed the torch further into the cave and gazed towards the direction of the reflective material. His eyes widened when he spotted the gold amulet around the skeleton’s neck.

“Hey Drip do you see that!?” The stallion excitedly turned towards his compatriot, and she was positively drooling at the sight of the amulet. “Drip?” The mare broke out of her drooling stupor with a shake of her head.

“Yeah Spleunk! It looks gorgeous! I bet we can get a few thousand bits for that thing!” She squeed in excitement and rushed inside of the cave. Spleunk would have stopped her, but he only smiled at the thought of earning enough money to pay off his mortgage. Drip’s as well.

The light blue mare ripped the amulet off of the skeleton’s neck with her magic, causing it to roll backwards and crumble into dust. She examined the amulet carefully and squeed when she noticed that the amulet was one-hundred percent pure gold embedded with rubies and other gems. She did not detect a magical signature on the amulet, which significantly increased its value, as many unicorns could not remove enchantments.

She lifted it to her head, but looked to Spleunk first. He nodded and motioned for her to put it on. She squeed in excitement and dropped it around her neck. Her expression dropped to one of shock and sadness. The mare looked around her surroundings and noticed the skeleton she was standing in front of. She lowered her head and sighed in relief, something that Spleunk was confused about…

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Doctor Bright suddenly regained consciousness, and he was standing in front of a skeleton, presumably his own. He looked around the area he was in, which appeared to be a cave. He scrunched up his face in concern. How long has he been without a host? It had to have been thousands of years if nothing of Site-19 was recognizable. He shook his new… larger… head to rid himself of the thoughts. Doctor Bright did a self-check on his body, he appeared to be standing in a quadruped stance with hooves… He flashed back to the unicorn horse/pony creature and cursed to himself.

His eyes widened when he heard a voice call out from behind him. “Drip, You okay in there?” He had no idea who Drip was, but he presumed it was his host. Now, the best, but cliché, thing to do would be to act out his host’s life and eventually fall in love with someone while making friends with the leader and having tons of awkward eldritch horror fights. Doctor Bright was no casual, so we would take this host down the Bright way.

“Doctor Bright is a-okay, thanks for asking, Monsieur Unicorn!” Bright waved at the unicorn, who only looked at her in confusion. Bright decided that he did not want to stand next to his own skeleton in the former ruins of Site-17, but he stopped and got a concerned look on his face. “SCP’s could be loose in the cave.”

“What was that, Drip?” The stallion was growing concerned at his fellow unicorn’s behavior. He started to worry when Drip referred to herself as Doctor Bright. He was now starting to wonder if the amulet had anything to do with her change in personality, and her faulty memories, as she seemed to have no idea who he was in the slightest. “You’re starting to worry me a bit…”

“Let me clarify this for you monsieur unicorn… I am not this ‘Drip’ as you call her, I am Doctor Jack Bright. Also, Im going to be leaving now!” Jack smiled at the unicorn, who looked at him with his face contorted into one of shock and anger. The stallion backed up and out of the mouth of the cave and took off running, or galloping. Jack sighed, “I thought that was going to be more fun. Ah well, there’s always tormenting the authorities. I have to get whoever’s in charge to do a full search on this place.”

Jack looked back at his skeleton once more and sighed. He faced towards the mouth of the cave and starting walking out. He raised a hoof over his eyes as they were overcome by the fantastic sunlight. The view was beautiful. Green grass, birds and bees, and a settlement not too far away to boot. Jack Bright smiled maliciously, he knew that he would ruin it all, but it would be for the greater good. Which good was the greater good though?