Doctor Bright is Very Bright

Doctor Bright had already gotten used to walking in a quadruped stance ever since a previous accident regarding a toy, so he set forth into the hilly fields for answers to his predicament. He thought of the stallion that had run from him, or her, and inquired as to what the stallion would do. Bright did notice the stallion run towards a town in the distance, but he decided it would not be a good idea to travel towards that town. The stallion could have reported her to the authorities, or could have reported to the authorities that the amulet was “evil and possessing”.

Jack smirked at that thought. Many researchers and doctors considered him to be evil, but they only joked about it. Except for Clef, Clef genuinely thought he was evil and wanted to take over the world. He would put cupcakes on Bright’s desk in the morning with a note saying “Can we take over the world together someday?” Doctor Bright always knew that Clef made him smile. He frowned at the thought that he had lost Clef, but somehow deep in the back of his ruby mind, he knew that Clef was still alive. If only somehow…

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“What in the holy name of fuck is that Kondraki?! Did you get me a god damn dragon for my birthday or are we playing skyrim in real life again?!” Clef was eyeing a medium sized dragon through his office window. The dragon seemed to be eating a researcher who was now cooked to a crisp. His assistant and fellow Doctor, Kondraki, was busy pacing back and forth behind Clef.

Doctor Kondraki was visibly stressed. He had one arm behind his back clenched in a fist with the other raised up to his chin in thought. As if he was thinking rationally at this point… Kondraki looked at Clef with a wide eyed gaze and snarled. “Why the hell would I bring a bloody dragon into this place you twit! One of the researchers had an accident with the unidentified SCP, I was there! Believe me would you?!” Kondraki waved his arms in exasperation.

Clef turned back to Kondraki. “How the hell did they have an accident!? Were they not following protocol?! Also, just how many D-Class personnel did the new guy request? Seriously! That guy must have been completely insane to do this kind of shit with the unidentified SCP!” Clef sighed and turned back to the window and continued to observe the dragon feeding on the unlucky researcher.

“Twenty-six…” Kondraki coughed and tipped his hat downward.

“What did you say ?” Clef continued to face forward, intent on watching the dragon feed.

“Twenty-six D-class personnel were ordered in the laboratory for testing! I don’t know why it was authorized by the O5’s, but apparently they thought it would be a fantastic idea.” Kondraki sighed and adjusted his glasses. He reached into his lab coat pocket and pulled out a photograph and reached out to clef to tap him on the shoulder.

Doctor Clef turned around and took the photograph in hand with a swipe. He grumbled something before looking down at it. “Holy mother of god Kondraki, where in the hell did you photograph this?!” The photo depicted the researcher who supposedly made a fault in protocol. The very same researcher was standing next to the statue at the cave where it was discovered, but he was standing around with Chaos Insurgency personnel as well as several MTF’s that had gone rogue in the years past.

“I didn’t photograph it! I found it dropped on the floor while I was running here, you know I can’t leave valuable evidence of SCP’s behind! Even more so because I am a photographer!” Kondraki scratched at his beard and sighed. He had almost died getting to Clef’s office, and he had led the dragon to their location as well. Clef slapped him in the face right when he jumped in and scolded him for leading an SCP to their location.

“Well shit. I guess the only thing we can really do is wait for the MTF teams to clean up the mess that was made. Or, we could try and get Doctor Bright to save the day!” Clef raised a finger up in the air for hope, but lowered it once he heard a scream of pain that sounded exactly like Bright. “Or perhaps not… Gerald is still out there, right?” Clef turned to Kondraki with a hopeful smile, but only received a deadpan expression.

“Last I saw, he was running to arm the nuclear warheads… Damn… I was really hoping we were going to live to work longer.” Kondraki’s shoulders sank as he let out another pitiful sigh. “It’s been nice working with you Clef.

“Likewise, Kondraki.”

Meanwhile…

“Ahhhhhh! Fuck fuck fuck! Shit shit shit!” Head Researcher Gerald had somehow snapped off the levers to arm both warheads and was currently running towards the nearest phone. He skidded around a corner and came face to face with a creature that could only be described as a pegasus, and it looked extremely angry. Gerald screamed and hit the pegasus in its right temple with the lever from the warhead. He looked down and saw the blood pouring out from the side of the now-unconscious pegasus’s head and screamed again. “Ahhhhhh!”

He ran past a multitude of monsters. Few looked to give chase to the screaming researcher as they were busy cannibalizing the cadavers of dead men and women. He skidded around another corner and ran past a screaming D-Class, who was being chased by something that was part bat, part lion, and part scorpion. A manticore, but this obviously did not matter to the frightened researcher who was currently researching nothing but the effects of running and screaming.

He dashed past Clef’s office, but soon bumped into the large dragon that was blocking the hallway. The dragon looked down at the screaming researcher, who seemed to start screaming louder. The dragon glared at Gerald and shook his head in a scolding manner before turning back to his meal. Gerald turned around and dashed back down the hallway he just came from, once again avoiding a multitude of ponies, griffons, and hell spawn alike.

Back at the farm…

“Was that Gerald with the arming lever in his hand?” Kondraki glanced to Clef with a blank expression on his face.
Clef was just as perplexed as Kondraki, as Gerald was quite a complex character. “Yes… Gerald broke the arming station. How wonderful! Site-17 is now officially doomed! Most of the staff is dead and now we are going to die as well! What the hell are we going to do, Kondraki!?” Clef gripped Doctor Kondraki’s lab coat in both of his hands and shook him.

Clef was obviously going insane, as if he was not insane in the first place… “Clef! We are going to get out of here! Just get your damn hands off of me! I don’t even know where they have been!” Kondraki pushed Clef off of him and wiped his hands on his overcoat. “Jesus Christ Clef, you need to settle your ass down cause’ we’re going to be sitting here for a long time!” Kondraki shoved clef into his office chair. He walked up to the window portion of the office door and looked outside to find that the dragon creature was gone as well as the corpse.

“Is it safe to go out there yet, Kondraki?” Clef kicked up his legs onto the desk and leaned back in the chair. “Because if there’s nothing out there, it must be safe.”

“Well, those creatures are gone, and I’m not seeing any SCP’s hanging around out there. So I’d say we can make a break for Gate A. If that doesn’t work then I’d say we would have to go with procedure 08G. I hope it doesn’t come to that, but it might.” Kondraki shuddered. The implications of asking SCP-738 anything seemed horrendous, but it would be necessary should all else fail…

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Bright shuddered, causing a tingling feeling to emanate from his new horn. He shuddered as the feeling vibrated his very being. He had never felt this kind of deja-vu before, but he suspected it came from his thoughts of Kondraki and Clef. He missed those two already, as they were his best friends and co-workers. He knew that he had outlived them, unless they had found a way to live for thousands of years like he inadvertently had.

He walked up a nearby hill and soon reached the peak of it. He gazed out to the horizon and spotted a valley-like area with a village in the middle, hopefully populated by humans, with a surrounding forest on either sides of it. Jack spotted a white and gold castle sitting on the side of a mountain in the distance. He grinned from ear to ear and started to gallop towards the small village in hopes of finding someone who could possibly help him, and someone who would listen to his plight.

Then again, the creatures of site-17 were extremely hostile. Though, he was one of them now, so they would not be hostile towards him. “I’m going to go to that village, ask for the nearest scientist, and hope that everything turns out to be a-okay.” Bright sighed. “Then again, nothing seems to go as planned.” Not at all Jack! Not at all…