Item Number: XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures:
Foundation agents are to check international wartime communications, and use AIres4 to predict where SCP-XXXX will appear. Any and all efforts must be taken to ensure the safety of SCP-XXXX when it materializes, and the safety of civilians and soldiers.
SCP-XXXX is openly hostile and will try to eliminate any personal that try to stop him from his goal, whatever that might be. Observation of SCP-XXXX is permitted and will not interfere with SCP-XXX. Class-B amnestics are to be provided to all survivors/witnesses of SCP-XXXX
SCP-XXXX has surrendered itself and stays at Site 6-3 when possible. It has been granted a standard humanoid containment cell. Standard humanoid amenities are to be granted
Description: SCP-XXXX is a Ukrainian male, approximately 76 years of age. The object can speak fluent Russian, and knows word relating to armed combat including, but not limited to, words in Ethiopian, Arabic, French, Hebrew, English, Spanish, Portuguese, Persian, Urdu, Hindu, Korean, and Chinese.
SCP-XXXX is approximately 2.1 metres tall and weighs 96 kilograms. The object’s skeletal system has been replaced with a steel alloy. Each of them displays a star with hammer and sickle, and the inscription Kharkov. 05.39. ASCH. SCP-XXXX has a chip made from a mixture of gold and and other unknown substances, found inside of SCP-XXXX’s prefrontal cortex. This seems to inhibit the object’s ability to feel pain, and could possibly be the source of the other anomalous abilities.
At random intervals, at most 6 times a day and at least 2 a week, SCP-XXXX will involuntarily teleport to a point of conflict. SCP-XXXX has claimed to have fought most armed groups that have seen conflict from 1950 - 2000 from the United States Armed Forces to the Chinese Ministry of State Security.
SCP-XXXX claims to have originated from Shebrin, a village near Brest, in modern day Belarus. It says that the origin of his anomalous ability is from a project endorsed by the USSR, called Proyekt-TKP-13. No officials have confirmed the existence of this project, and no records have been found.
[Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Jo█████
Foreword: SCP-XXXX has agreed to an interview after 4 uncooperative attempts at communication. Translated from Russian to English.
Begin Log
Dr. Jo█████: So, you have finally agreed to communicate. What do you preferred to be addressed as?
SCP-XXXX: The people of my home call me Zhar-Ptitsa, or the Firebird. It was a bird from a faraway land that brought good or bad luck to it’s captors. In the rendition that was told to me, I, ugh… I don’t remember.
Dr. Jo█████: Okay, Firebird it is. How have you been?
SCP-XXXX: Great.
Dr. Jo█████: I see. Why aren’t you attacking me?
SCP-XXXX: Why would I do that… I have no reason to, your perfectly friendly to me.
Dr. Jo█████: January 28, 1990. 743 casualties in a warsaw neighborhood. Were they not friendly to you?
SCP-XXXX: They were, I was just not resisting it now. Culling the masses is like breathing to me. Travelling somewhere and expressing my anger and pride, is like breathing, too. I have learned, through my down time, short it may be, to hold my breath. I have been holding my breath for about days now. It hurts. My head. Hurts. Put your head against mine, see if you can feel the pain too.
Dr. Jo█████: I think I am good Firebird. Now, why-
SCP-XXXX: Step into my shoes, please! Let me ask a question: As a child, did you ever swim in the ocean?
Dr. Jo█████: Hey, I am asking the questions here!
SCP-XXXX: The waves sweep over their children and they struggle and hold their breath and try to swim under, then their parents lift them up out of the water and the child is fine. I have been trapped under the waves for so long I do not know which way is air. Lift me out, please. Please! I can’t take it any longer! I don’t want to go, I don’t want to leave this place. I make any people disappear. Im ripping them apart, y’know. No one will remember them once I kill them… They aren’t humans anymore, just bodies and blood and shot bullets.
Dr. Jo█████: Do you need a minute? You seem flustered, Firebird. You should calm down, get a breath.
SCP-XXXX: I don’t need to breath. I don’t want to drown anymore, Ivan. Help me, please! Fucking help me!
Dr. Jo█████: I don’t know how, yet. Maybe we can soon.
SCP-XXXX: Don’t make me leave, Ivan! Your sick! You want me to suffer! I know there is something in my head! Rip it out of me, please Ivan! I am being held hostage to it!
Dr. Jo█████: I've had enough of this. And stop calling me Ivan, you sick killer…
End Log
Closing Statement: Dr. Jo█████ departed the interview room. Shortly after, SCP-XXXX dematerialized and was recovered in an undisclosed location in Iraq, along with ~280 dead Iraqi and American fighters. The object appeared extremely distressed, and has been transported back to site site 6-3.






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