Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.
C. S. Lewis
A man wearing a orange jump suit with the words D-Class printed on the back who looked like he had just escaped hell ran though what appeared to be a facility of some sort, red warning lights spinned and flickered on and off though out the whole facility a ringing sound was warning everyone left alive to evacuate. The man ran through the sliding doors like hell on wheels not stopping for nothing. He ran until he got to a huge door that read Gate B he entered slowly and carefully looked around. He let out a gasp of relief, panting heavily because of the run he just did. Taking a deep breath the man walked to another door next to a huge blast door, opening it reveiled a elevator. Quickly the man pushed the button to move the elevator up. "Your almost out of this hell hole just a little further, just keep it together", The man thought to himself as he leaned against the white elevator wall. Not long after the elevator stopped at it's destination, making a beeping sound to clarify it made it. The door slide apart greeting the man to a grand hallway that could hold a whole battle ship. He was on a walkway lined with a fence that curved at the top so that he would not fall.
"RRRRAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW!"
A loud horrible roar violently shook and echoed though the facility and from the sound of it, IT was close, like right behind me close. Running at his best the man approached another door, pressing the button next to it to open it just as he was about to enter the sound of helicopter blades could be heard and then shots were fired rapidly at the man. He dived straight into the room but not before a bullets managed to strike his abdominal area, fate was on his side as the bullet didn't hit any vital places, not saying it didn't hurt like hell he was going to live. Using his hand to try and stop the bleeding he stood back up continuing further.
"FUCK THIS HURTS!...Ok what do we got here", said the man holding his abdominal still in pain. The room which he just entered was full of weird machinery with knobs and do-hickys of course he doesn't know how to operate any other so better not touch anything. Shots were fired again but not at the man but at the beast that roared earlier
"RRRRAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW!" Again the beast roared shaking the whole facility violently.
"ATTENTION: SCP-682 just broke out at Gate-B. I need all available helicopters and MTFs at Gate B...I repeat SCP-682 has escaped and i need all available helicopters and MTF units at Gate B NOW! said a voice in the intercom.
Rapid shots contiune outside. An intense battle between the MTF and SCP-682 insured. The man ducked under a desk and stayed there for minutes until another announcement came over the intercom.
"ATTENTION: All personal evacuate including all MTFs...We are going to detonate the site's warhead in an attempt to Kill or subdue SCP-682"
That was going to be a problem for them because he had shut down the remote control on them when he was trying to find a way out.
The warhead isn't detonating, We may have a-", **BOOOOM!** Before the announcer could finish his sentence a huge Explosion had happen which instead of a mushroom cloud it covered everything in a dome, but this was not of the warhead, something else had exploded. Something that engulfed the whole facility including the man. Once the "explosion" stopped spreading it stay and left everything in a G-major color as well as seemingly disabling gravity for the man and the stuff surrounding him began to slowly float in a space of G-major color. A pen floated near the man as he gently pushed it making it spin uncontrollably away. Was this how death was because he thought it would be worse them this. Ringing was heard as if he had just popped his ears. Before anything else happened the dome like explosion began to retract. Hurling the man towards the center of it along with a few other objects and even the guards were being pulled in. He went through the walls of the facility like a ghost would. He soon saw other SCPs being pulled all heading towards the same destination, the center of the "Explosion". No this is not what death is, THIS is something entirely different...Another force. They all were being sucked into a white sphere which he only can assume to be the center of THIS thing sucking everything in like a black hole or in this case a white hole. Using a swimming motion the man tried to escape but it was no use as others were being pulled what chance did he have. Just as he approached the white sphere a ghost-like SCP-682 was hurling straight at the man spinning around like the pen earlier. Colliding both him and the reptile were sucked into the sphere. Once almost everything was taken the white disappeared just as it appeared out of no where...
ALL OF YOU...ARE MINE NOW...YOU WILL BRING THIS WORLD TO IT'S KNEES...AND YOU WILL BRING ME BACK TO LIFE AS I ONCE WAS...A GOD...NOW TAKE THIS WORLD
Out stepped six friends from a multiple color train...
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe we're going to celebrate Twilight's a princess of friendship and she has her very own castle party at Canterlot castle!. I'm so nervous-cited", said a energetic pink pony with a puffy mane who was bouncing up and down along side her were five other ponies.
"Pinkie how many times have I told you that isn't a real word", said a orange mare with a cowboy hat on while still walking forward.
"Well how else i'm I suppose to say how I feel", replied pinkie just as she stopped bouncing. The rest soon joined in the conversation except a certain lavender alicorn who was seemed to be lost in her thoughts.
"Twilight...You okay sugercube, you seem more lost then a needle in a haystack", said applejack noticing how twilight was drifting.
"Yeah I'm okay just getting lost in thought i guess...",Twilight said as she sat on a bench near the train station, she observed ponies getting on and off the train.
"Come on twilight we need to prepare you party", said pinkie pie who stooped bouncing and pulled twilight's frown to a grin.
"It's okay guys, really just go with out me i'll catch up. Besides Cadence and my brother are going to be here shortly, i'm just going to wait for them...Okay", Twilight said with a heavy tone.
The five ponies simply nodded and left for the city leaving their princess friend behind. Twilight sat there on the bench for about 40 minutes before getting up to see if the Crystal train was coming...
BOOOOOOM!
A huge flash of white temporarily blinded twilight from a massive explosion that was occurring above the city. Once the light died a white spheres floated above the city. The city's civilians stared at the white spheres in awe and fear of what it could possibly be. Twilight stares at the white sphere. She knew that he had finally come back. She should have done something to prevent this, but now HE has returned and he will do what king sombra tried to do to the crystal empire.
The white sphere pulsated slowly at first but gradually pulsating faster and faster until it set off another explosion, sending a Shockwave though the city. The shockwave approached the train station hitting twilight, sending her flying to the Express. Luckily Though she went through a window on the side of one of the cars, landing within the train car. She suffered minor cuts. This Shockwave however caused the train to tip over falling on its side. Twilight was tossed around hitting her against the train roof. The last things she heard before she went unconscious were the wailing, screaming cries of the citizens of Canterlot and strange sounds and roars.
"THUS THE DARK AGES BEGINS A NEW", A dark voice laughed
"We were brought here to this world to destroy it. But I say we can not for this is not our dimension we are not connected here, I'm not connected and so I can't see the future. Being here is like a fish out of water, It does not belong and surely will die. So I say on to you the only "sane" human I can talk too...Wake up"
His eyes shoot up, A man wearing a orange jump suit lay on his back in a train car. The man looked around at his surroundings just as his vision was clearing. The train car was on its side the seats were attached to the side so they did not fall they had a green wavy pattern on top, on the other seats though they seemed broken. He sat up right rubbing the back of his head and looked around some more. "What the Fuck happened", said the man as he stood up. glass cracked Under the man's shoes. It didn't take an expert to know that shit hit the fan. He looked up and saw a darkened sky through the broken window. "Did I somehow get to a train and make my way to civilization, then why was this train tipped...oh shit those, those things must have escaped and followed me or just had the same idea to get to civilization. Crap did I just fuck earth over. No dammit I didn't want this, I just wanted to escape...fuck!", looking at his surroundings once again the train he was in seemed small and rather old-fashion.
He relaxed breathed in and out this was a bit to much to bear for him. "The foundation will capture them though, they did it once they can do it again. in the meantime I should go into hiding, wait them out and as soon as the last SCP is caught i'll start over...I hope", He began looking in his inventory to see if he still has all his stuff. A single SCP-500, a S-Nav ultimate, one first aid kit, The radio."I Don't think i'll be needing this anymore" The man said Pulling out a key card omni and throwing it aside
Escaping from the facility was very difficult the place was a maze he needed to be aware at all times, hardly no rest and no help from no one. to think that our world had such creatures, such demented creature why would they exist for what purpose do they serve then to create death and chaos. I no longer want to live on earth knowing that in every country, in every state, in every corner there could be a monster lying in wait. knowing that there is something more to fear then people we were all living in a fake paradise. Created to protect us, yes maybe but when we see the threat we don't know what to do we panic and our demise is clear. I'm alive though yet I didn't know anything about these monsters and I still survived...why?
Clearly I shouldn't deserve to live from the things I've done, must there be a reason. Maybe this is my punishment to suffer through hell on earth alone, fitting. Something in the man's inventory caught his eye, he never pick this up or has ever seen this. It was an old style brown book that seemed new with the cover reading S. Secure, C. Contain, P. Protect, going down the cover. Where did this come from the man thought to himself inspecting the book. Other then the title there was nothing else on it when he opened and flipped through the pages, they were all blank. No words just tons of white blank pages. "Wow what a great book on SCPs", continuing to flip through the pages. Just as he was about to throw the book away a pile of debris rustled. Quickly putting away the book and his stuff he picked up a small sharp edged glass. "If it's an SCP this ain't gonna do jack shit", he thought approaching the debris intending to attack. Crouching he inched closer. Raising the hand that is holding the glass and using the other to move the debris. Expecting the worse he prepared to bring down the glass, and what was expected was actually unexpected as what lay beneath the debris was a purple colored horse with wings and a horn. Its mane was tattered and it breathed heavily.
"What the fuck...is this an SCP or am I just tripping. I doubt it. It looks like a pegasus, but it has a horn so is it a unicorn too. A uniegas, a pegacorn", Getting the rest of the rubble off the horse the man saw that the horse had a star on it's rear.
"This is one of the weirdest SCP I have seen, and from the look of it", The man toying with the horse wings said. "It got fucked up", it had scars, bruises and blood all over it. The man knew nothing about wings but he knew for a fact that its not suppose to bend like that. She defiantly was in no condition to do any harm or so it seems.
I'm guessing it's a female judging by her color. Now i could be wrong but I ain't checking. If it is an SCP though I don't know what she's capable of so the smart thing to do is getting out before she wakes up. So the man steps away from the small horse and starts walking away towards the train cars door. A pained moan escapes from the small horse alerting the man that shes in pain stopping the man in his tracks, signing he turns around and looks again at the injured horse.
"Can't leave her like this, shes to banged up to actually survive alone", with a heavy sigh he walks to the horse crouches picks her up gently with both his hands, he hopes not to regret this decision later. "Shes light for a horse...come to think of it your probably a pony, though your still very light for you size not that i'm complaining...Wow look at me talking to a unconscious pony", looking at the pony he could help but notice how cute she was aside from her being covered in blood of course. Just as he was about to exit the train it began to shake. "Was that you by any chance", the man said looking at the pony with a worried expression slapped on his face.
THUMP...THUMP...THUMP....THUMP
"I thought so", The man gulped as the sound of thumping got louder and closer to him shaking the train car more as it approached. The thumping ceased and silence returned making the man even more nervous, shaking as he knew that whatever was making those steps was right outside this train. A seconds passed until a low growl was heard right next to the man, breathing heavily just as the pony did, his heart just as well dropped as the growl was louder this time, closer too. Luckily the pony was out cold for the man was holding her tightly. He looked up he didn't know why but something told him it was right above him. Though the window he saw the hollow skull of the one who made the ground shake. The creature saw the man looking at it which seemed impossible for it didn't have eyes but the man knew the creature was staring at him by unknown means. What the man is seeing had many long sharp bloody menacing teeth it seemed to have huge holes in its head of which you can see through it's head. The creature trying to forcefully shove it head through the train window attempting to get to both the man and the pony prompting the man carrying the pony to run to the door of the train. Upon opening the door he was greeted by the creature opening its mouth and attempting to bite him, the man ran straight towards the other train car which was detached from the others so it was not on its side. Entering the train car by ramming through it followed by the creature which leaped atop the train car. It pounded the train car with its head repeatedly, managing to break and dent the car but only minimally. Again finding the other door he ran out of the train car running for the train station building just up a head though he couldn't help but to look back.
The creature much to the man's surprise had no skin, no muscle, no organ! The creature was actually the living skeleton of a bipedal animal and from the look of it the animal is a dinosaur. The man slowly turned around and walked towards the train station. "man what kind of SCP is the living skeleton of a dinosaur", the man said quietly though he should have said it in his mind for the book he had with him jump out of his inventory, open up, flipped by a few pages and begun to speak. "SCP-250: Most Of An Allosaurus", said the book loudly with an electronic voice alerting the skeleton creature known now as SCP-250. It turned it's head in the direction of the sound noticing the man it jumped off the car and charged at them. "oh shit", the man simply said who went running towards the train station leaving the book behind but to no anvil as SCP-250 bit the man's leg tripping him and letting go of the pony in the process, both hit the ground with a thud. SCP-250 still biting the man's leg lift the man up who screamed in pain and with a flick of its head threw the man at the train car behind it. On impact with the train car which tipped back a bit but still stood he was left in a slouched sitting position with his back up against the car. The pain was agonizing but he could handle it, he thought it would have hurt more. Again SCP-250 charged with is mouth wide open ready to finish off its latest prey approaching closer, the man looked at Dino and with all his strength leapt out of the SCP-250's path. The result was that SCP-250 could not stop itself fast enough causing it to hit the train car head on with both the car and SCP-250 tumbling down the hillside on which the train tracks were on. Landing first SCP-250 was crushed underneath the train car a loud crack was heard presumably from 250. Getting off from the dirt he looked down the hillside, dust was still around the train but the legs and tail of SCP-250 could still be seen. "Damn SCP", he walked back to the book on the floor scooped it up put it away walked up to the pony picked her up and headed in the train station.