Chapter 1: Sabotage/Day 1 of School/Failure/Meeting everybody
"Agent Sparkle, 173 is ready for testing." The Soldier said as he came in with 4 Class D's.
"Start it, I want those 3 Class D's down there.."
"Yes, Ma'am." The Site Guard left the room, as he did, a Class D stopped and headed over to Agent Sparkle.
"Are you sure the plan will work?" Se asked, as she took off his clothes, under them was a suit, much like Agent Sparkle's.
"Positive, Agent Dash, Positive, I will make the door malfunction, the 3 cannot keep eye-contact forever."
"ALL CLASS D PERSONNEL, PLEASE ENTER THE CONTAINMENT CHAMBER." The Intercom said, this was Agent Dash's chance to grab the planned goods.
"Grab the Jewlery, Now!" Agent Sparkle then began typing furiously on the keyboard.
"UHM, THERE SEEMS TO BE A PROBLEM WITH THE DOOR CONTROL HERE, ANY ATTEMPTS TO CLOSE IT HAVE FAILED, PLEASE MAINTAIN EYE CONTACT WITH SCP-173 FOR TESTING." The Intercom then spoke again, in a nervous voice.
"Got them." Agent Dash came back in with 3 boxes.
"Why are we doing this..?"
"Because, we can." Agent Sparkle got up as they ran.. They encountered 3 facility guards..
"Go! I'll hold them off!" Agent Dash tossed her friend the boxes, pulling a pistol out of her suit. Agent Sparkle ran for the emergency exit, she made it as she did, She heard Neck snapping, 173 was loose..
"Stay safe, Rainbow." Agent Sparkle then got in a Hum-Vee and drove off.
"Have a good day at school you stupid prick." The fat lady said, as Jayden walked out of the door.
"I hate my life."
"Ey' Jayden! Need a ride?" A man called from a black Car.
"Sure Paulie!" Jayden walked over to the car, getting in.
"I tell you, if Aunt Bretta wasn't my only family, I'd have one of our guys whack her!" Jayden tugged on his suit a bit.
"Well, we're your family. The Mob aint' been better without you!" Paulie said, while they were driving down the road.
"First day of 7th grade, only friends are the Mob, seems normal... Right?"
"Pretty much, just keep that Gun concealed, dunno what the boss will do if you get bullied, probably kick their ass with a nailed bat. Personally." Paulie turned the car wheel, heading up a hill.
"Mob life is tough, 13 and a member, I got to do all this stuff, drug deals, Extortion, you know. When a shopkeep doesn't pay up they underestimate, Jayden Ryder, I either wave my butterfly knife or kick their ass. Fuckin' pussies is what they are."
"Heh, seems like you got it all."
"I do, I make 30$ a day, That's like, 200$ every week, not even a average man makes that!"
"Here we all, have a good day at school Champ." Paulie waved him off and drove off.
"Maybe this was a bad idea. I mean, new town... New school.. Jayden thought. Jayden walked up to the door and heard whispering.
"Is that guy really Paulie Lenno's son?" One girl whispered
"I don't know.. Looks like it. Jayden had been in the mob since he was 12, he had moved to a new town over the summer he only did it cause his Mob division was moving here. Los Angeles to a Missouri Town? That must suck.
"Just, slop the carrier in the analysis port." A scientist said, as he was watching over the man with the Hazard Suit on..
"Gordon.. We don't have all day." Another scientist implied.
"I am.. Just give me time." Gordon replied as he began to push the cart with the crystal in..
"Gordon! GET AWAY FROM THE BEAM!"
"Shutting down.... Attempting shutdown... I-it's not shutting down! AAAAH!" A green beam shot in killing everything in there.. A green beam shot at gordon, Porting him somewhere..
"Come on honey.." A girl with electric blue hair said, as she pushed the man out of her room
"Going to work, Vinyl. YOU should too." The man then put on a Skii mask, like he was a terrorist.
"Being a Counter-Terrorist must be hard. You make friends in Terrorism, then kill them..
"Scratchy, you know I do this for the good of our country." The man put a gun in his holster and headed off.
"Be back by eleven!"
Jayden walked through the doors, everybody began to stare at him, except somebody with a pink bowtie. She looked classy, somebody you'd see at a symphony..
Throughout the entire day, everybody would stay away from Jayden, like he was some freak, the teachers would mention him as minimally as they could. How everybody got the idea that he was Paulie's son, he had no idea.
"Jayden Ryder to the office, please." The intercom said, following this Jayden got up, thanking god, but when he got there, he was greeted by a woman in a black suit, with a strange logo on the front.
"Do you know this woman?" The secretary asked.
"Yea.." Jayden lied, as the Secretary signed Jayden out.
"She's here to pick you up." The woman walked Jayden out of the school.
"Who are you.."
"My name, is Agent Twilight Sparkle, no I'm not a fed, I worked at the SCP Foundation, a secret top expierment lab, where we expierment with objects dangerous or helpful to the human race.. Get in.. Jay."
"So, what do you want with me, Twilight...?" Jayden put his bag in the back of the Hum-Vee.
"I want you.. To wear this, it will save your life, for your upcoming endeavors. DO NOT, show this to ANYONE!"
"Why-"
"Because MY best FRIEND, died for these, and if the Foundation got ahold of these again, I'd never forgive myself. Anyone in the foundation can be ANYONE. EVEN, BABIES." The woman with the unusual hair color, handed Jayden a necklace, with a cross and a Diamond in it. As he put it on, he felt weird, like something had obstructed his brain to be smarter.
"God help anyone who picks on you, shoots you or whatever."
"What.."
"Here's your home. Don't speak of what happened here to anybody.. And for god sakes man, put some fucking normal clothes on."
"Alright, alright.. Will I ever see you again?"
"Most likely not." Twilight said, as she drove off, at a higher speed..
Gordon picked up the crowbar, and began smashing the windows, as he did, he crawled through, faced with the elevator door.
"We're going to die!" A female voice cried.
"Quiet, Lyra. We're not going to Die-" Gordon smashed the window as the elevator began falling, someone with green hair jumped out just in time to grab on to the platform.
"Help..?"
"Hold on." Gordon crawled through the window, as he extended a hand. The woman grabbed it. as Gordon pulled her up.
"Thank you, I am Lyra, some people call me Kyra, but whatever."
"Gordon, Freeman."
"Now, let's get out of here." Lyra began to climb the ladder..
"He's around here SOMEWHERE." One of the Terrorists with a hat said.
"He.. Will.. Die.." The CT got up and took the hatted Terrorist, and shoved a knife in his back..
"Sh... Shhhh... Mandel, help me here."
"Get back." Tyrone shot the body with a flare gun, effectively burning it.
"I smell burning bodies!"
"This way!"
"Go go go!" Three Terrorists approached on the scene.
[Not a real SCP on the Wiki, someone should right and and give me a link though :)]
The paper you picked up has Scorch marks, and blood, the fire must've been deadly, you set your fire-axe down and begin to read it.
Document on SCP-19212- 01 and 02.
SCP-19212's are to be kept in Jewlery Boxes, SCP- 19212 is a Cross Necklace, bound with a Diamond in the middle, the Diamond represents [REDACTED]. It is told to be the First Diamond on earth. Along with SCP-19212-01 is a Bracelet, along with it is a Cross, in the middle of the cross, is a Ruby, aswell told to represent [REDACTED].
SCP-19212-02 is a Ring, with the same features as the last Two, except with an Emerald in the middle, representing [REDACTED].
SCP-19212 was found on a murdered family, of a Child, Husband and Wife. Site██ discovered that it can have to power to communicate with the other two wearing the Jewlery, so therefore it was taken in..
"Agent Twilight ████████ has gone missing on ██/██/██ so has the 3 Jewlery pieces, aswell as Site ██'s SCP-173 has broken free.. The world may be doomed.. -Doctor ██████"
SCP-19212, 01 and 02, are Devil's objects, the wearers are told to be bound by a curse, at random points the devil inside of them will take them over for a short amount of time, and advance closer to the other 2, when together, they must decide a fate, good or evil, if fate of evil is chosen, ████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████.. ████████████████████████████████████,██████████████████,██████████████████████████████████████████.██████████████████████████████,████████████████████████
IF fate of good is chosen, ██████████████████████████████████████████,██████████████████████████████,██████████████████████████████.██████████████████████████████,████████████████████████.████████████..
The wearers also have spiritual partners, which will help them on their journey, the objects can also communicate with one another, using holostatic, a technology not acquired by humans even.. Site ██ carries this and SCP-173, This is a bad idea..
