Junie Bones - Drake Vantas

SCP Foundation

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Filed August 2, 1998

CASE FILE SUBJECT:

Agent Vantas, circa. 1917.

Operative NS114

ANOMALOUS AGENT

Clearance Level: 2

Agent Name: Drake Vantas
Code Name: N/A
Aliases: N/A
D.O.B. : Unknown, before 1870
Gender: Male
Nationality: Czech
Laterality: Right
Height: 5' 1"
Weight: 90 lbs.
Vision: 20/20
Blood Type: AB
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Race: Jewish
Relatives: Sybil Vantas (Mother, assumed deceased), Kane Vantas (Brother, assumed deceased), father unknown
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: N/A
Languages: English, Russian, Polish, Hungarian, Spanish, Scottish Gaelic
Affiliation(s): GOC (Former), GRU Division "P" (Former), Imperial Russian Army (Former), Czechoslovak Legion (Former)

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Specialist Fields

- Firearms
- Fencing
- Cold Weather Survival

Anomalous Properties

- Lack of Aging
- Organ Reconstruction
- Spontaneous Resuscitation After Death

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Collected Background Information

Most of Agent Vantas' life is obscured by the simple fact that the majority of documentation on him has been destroyed or lost over time, or is simply nonexistent. This is a symptom of both his age (estimated to be at least 140 years) and his transient nature. Due to this, research staff assigned to this case have very little concrete evidence of his whereabouts and must rely on interviews with Agent Vantas to fill in the gaps.

Agent Vantas was detained by the SCP Foundation in Site-██, May 3, 1995, in Svalbard, Norway, after Foundation forces found him in combat with an uncontained anomalous entity being tracked by MTF Delta-4, "Rogatinas". The entity was contained and Agent Vantas was brought in for questioning. Items confiscated on detainment include 1 Mosin-Nagant style bolt-action rifle fitted with a bayonet (returned after induction), 1 1796 Model Light Cavalry Saber (returned after induction), 1 Beretta 92-F 9mm Handgun (returned after induction), and a bundle of 34 laminated documents apparently taken from GRU Division "P" detailing both known and previously unknown anomalies (not returned).

Agent Vantas claims to have been born in Hungary during the 1800s, now Czechoslovakia. While this claim remains consistent, he seems to have difficulty remembering this part of his past; stories that he tells from that time often conflict, and when pressed for details he complains of headaches, and becomes easily distracted.

Agent Vantas claims to have served the Russian Imperial Army under the banner of the Czechoslovak Legion during World War I, describing it as a "miserable affair". In Interview NS114-2, Agent Vantas claims to have worked with Team "Anglerfish" in the GOC during the second World War, naming his teammates as "Jack Gan" AKA "Tomcat", "Fishhook", and "Snapper". His service to the GOC began in 1939, and ended in 1949 after the death of Jack Gan.

Agent Vantas stated during Interview NS114-1 that he was coerced into service to GRU-P in 1969, claiming that he was forced to work under the unit's banner for approximately 20 years, until the unit's disbandment in 1989 allowed him to escape, taking a number of documents detailing both known and unknown anomalous creatures with him, describing the anomalies within as "good beasties for hunting". At this point, Agent Vantas began to traverse Europe by foot and by hitchhiking, hunting the creatures described in the documents.

Research staff have discovered several photographs that seem to depict Agent Vantas back to 1891. When presented with the photographs, Agent Vantas claimed that they were indeed him. Presented photos were dated 1943, 1917, and 1891.

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Added Documents

Addendum 1:

On December 15, 1995, Agent L. files and endorses a petition to Director ████ at Site-██ to grant Drake Vantas the status of Agent.
December 22, 1995, Director ████ approves Drake Vantas' agent status on the following stipulations:
- Drake Vantas must undergo standard Foundation Agent and MTF training.
- Drake Vantas must be monitored at all times via implanted chip and tracking bracelet.
- Drake Vantas must be accompanied by Agent M. Asulf when outside of Foundation facilities at all times.
- Drake Vantas will not be granted above Level 1 Security Clearance at any time unless given permission by staff with Level 3 Security Clearance or higher.

December 27, 1995, Drake Vantas begins formal induction into the SCP Foundation, including full MTF training. Concluded November 28, 1997. Agent Vantas was at this point placed within MTF Delta-4, housed at Site-██ until further notice.

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Addendum 2:

Personal note of Agent P. MacConnelly Re: Drake Vantas

On paper, Drake Vantas might seem like some kind of un-killable super-soldier. This is not the case. Yes, he has a great deal of experience. Yes, he has anomalous super-powers. He is also tiny, unfocused, and immature. A little manchild does not a super-soldier make.
Laika seems to have taken a shine to the kid, and applied for him to become an agent. Not a call I would have made, mind you, but maybe she sees something I don't. Personally, I think he belongs in an orange jumpsuit.

In addition, while Drake could represent a valuable resource to the Foundation because of his abilities, he also represents a serious liability because of his questionable allegiances. Seriously, are we really letting GRU-P skips be agents now? We don't know if he's still working for GRU-P or even the GOC.

It is my belief that Drake Vantas should not be considered for agent status, and should instead be classified as an SCP.

- Agent P. MacConnelly, December 24, 1995

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Interview Logs

Addendum 3:

NS114 INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPTS

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Interviewed: Drake Vantas

Interviewer: Agent L.

Foreword: At the time of this interview, Drake Vantas had been in Foundation custody for approx. 1 hour.

<Begin Log, 05/04/1995, 04:15:32>

Agent L.: Please state your name for the record.

Drake Vantas: Drake Vantas, do I get my sword back?

Agent L.: Later, if you cooperate. Sit back down, please.

Drake Vantas: Sorry.

Agent L.: Do you know where you are right now?

Drake Vantas: Sack place, I think. It is a wonderful shade of grey, you know? The concrete.

Agent L.: Yes, it is. You were with the P Division?

Drake Vantas: No.

Agent L.: Why are you walking around Svalbard with GRU-P files, then?

Drake Vantas: I don't know what you're talking about.

Agent L.: These ones.

[Agent L. drops a folder containing the documents confiscated during Drake Vantas' detainment onto the table.]

Drake Vantas: Oh right, these ones. So, it's a funny story actually. Actually no it's not. No. I was eh, how do you say… forced at gunpoint, into the service of ГРУ, Отдел 'П' for a number of years.

Agent L.: I see. And how did you acquire these?

Drake Vantas: The whole, you know, the whole government over there, it kind of went kaput. The CCCP went the way of the czars. So I do what everyone else there is doing at the time and I steal what I can and find somewhere else to go

Agent L.: So what are you doing in Svalbard hunting anomalies dressed like a World War One movie extra?

Drake Vantas: A what?

Agent L.: You look like you belong in the first world war. Trench coat, bayonet, saber. Antique stuff. Why?

Drake Vantas: Okay, these are my things, I don't understand why you have to call them "antique". I know maybe it's not cool or hip, as the americans are saying these days, but you have seen how effective these things are, yes? From your eh, your… what is it…

Agent L.: Helicopter?

Drake Vantas: Yes, your helicopter. You see I could fight the beast off even on my own with these.

Agent L.: Okay. So what are you doing in Svalbard hunting anomalous entities?

Drake Vantas: Well, I think I am a pretty good hunter, so when I leave Россия I look for files on things I can hunt for keeping me busy. One thing I have learned in life is that unless you have something you are working toward, you know, a goal? Unless you have this, you will become sad and gross and feel bad all the time.

Agent L.: How does someone as young as you get recruited to GRU-P?

Drake Vantas: I'm sorry? I don't understand.

Agent L.: You look sixteen.

Drake Vantas is silent for approx. 10 seconds before speaking again.

Drake Vantas: Sixteen?

Agent L.: Yep. Sixteen. Maybe seventeen.

Drake Vantas: Отвяжись! (Trans. Fuck off!) Wow. That is- I think that is the lowest anyone has ever guessed my age to me. You insult me.

Agent L.: How old are you, then?

Drake Vantas: …Twenty-seven?

Agent L.: You don't sound too sure about that.

Drake Vantas: Twenty seven.

Agent L.: You're not getting any more convincing.

Drake Vantas: You are a rude lady, do you know that?

Agent L.: Thanks. I'll mark your age down as a "maybe". You didn't answer my question, though. How's someone so young get recruited by Division P?

Drake Vantas: I was in wrong place, wrong time, you understand.

Agent L.: That's not an answer.

Drake Vantas: I don't know, okay? Push off.

Agent L.: Mr. Vantas, you may be a decent fighter, but you're a terrible liar.

Agent L.: I think that will do for today. We're going to run some non-invasive tests on you. See if we can find a DNA match. You just sit tight. The doctor'll be in in a moment.

Drake Vantas: I want my sword back.

<End Log, 05/04/1995, 04:31:12>

Closing Statement: Mr. Vantas has confirmed he was working with GRU-P in this interview. Blood, tissue, and fluid samples are being analyzed currently. More might be learned from IDing him via DNA. A second interview is scheduled for 05/05/1995. By then we'll have more information, and we may be able to persuade Mr. Vantas to tell us more. - Agent L.

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Interviewed: Drake Vantas

Interviewer: Agent L.

Foreword: At the time of this interview, Drake Vantas had been in Foundation custody for approx. 30 hours. DNA sequencing has found no match on accessible databases, but has discovered genetic anomalies in Drake Vantas' DNA that could indicate he is much older than he claims to be.

<Begin Log, 05/05/1995, 10:00:47>

Agent L.: Good morning, Mr. Vantas.

Drake Vantas: Is it? I can't tell.

Agent L.: We've completed your biometric tests.

Drake Vantas: Okay.

Agent L.: Our tests gave us some interesting results. How old are you again, Mr. Vantas?

Drake Vantas pauses before speaking.

Drake Vantas: Twenty-seven.

Agent L.: Don't lie to me, Mr. Vantas. I know you're not entirely human. How old are you?

Drake Vantas: I don't know, okay?! I don't know how old I am!

Agent L.: Give me a ball park.

Drake Vantas: Two hundred years.

Agent L. sits back in her seat.

Agent L.: Two hundred years?

Drake Vantas: Yeah.

Agent L.: Quite a claim. Can you substantiate that?

Drake Vantas: You wanted to know why I have such old things, this is why.

Agent L.: Right. Okay. So let me try to construct a basic timeline of events here. Before we picked you up yesterday, what had you been doing?

Drake Vantas: Hunting the beasty in the snow.

Agent L.: And you were hunting, uh, "Beasties" for at least five years, right?

Drake Vantas: Yes.

Agent L.: Okay, and before that, you were being held by Division P for how long?

Drake Vantas: The calendar said 1969 when it happened.

Agent L.: Twenty years is a long time. What'd you do for them?

Drake Vantas: I don't want to talk about this.

Agent L.: Come on, Mr. Vantas. We're finally getting somewhere. Don't stop now.

Drake Vantas: No. It's not happening.

Agent L.: Did you take any action against the Foundation during your time with GRU-P?

Drake Vantas: Not personally.

Agent L.: Okay. We can get to the rest of it later. What were you doing before you joined GRU-P?

Drake Vantas: I was freelancer.

Agent L.: "Freelancer"?

Drake Vantas: I knew how to do work with anomalies from working with the coalition during Great War the second one, so I was working as freelancer with people who needed to be guided.

Agent L.: What coalition?

Drake Vantas: Oh, they were these people during Great War number two that think, hey, germans have magic things, we should destroy magic things. I think, you know, I don't like this guy the germans have, so I work with the coalition until war is all over, doing some small things.

Agent L.: You mean the Global Occult Coalition?

Drake Vantas: I think that might be what they called themselves, I don't remember. Are they still around?

Agent L.: Yes. So you've worked with both the GOC and Division P. Okay. So when were you working with the GOC?

Drake Vantas: I think I started when war really was becoming the big thing, so that would be…

Agent L.: 1939?

Drake Vantas: Yeah, and I left after it was done.

Agent L.: So 1945.

Drake Vantas: 49.

Agent L.: 49?

Drake Vantas: Yes.

Agent L.: Did you do any work with anomalies besides yourself before the Coalition?

Drake Vantas: Besides me? Eh, you know. Every once in a while you just find something, but for me I mostly stayed away from these things.

Agent L.: Smart boy. I think it's about time we wrap this up, though. Anything else to add before then?

Drake Vantas: I still want my sword back, please.

Agent L.: Noted.

<End Log, 05/05/1995, 10:27:03>

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Interviewed: Drake Vantas

Interviewer: Agent L.

Foreword: At the time of this interview, Drake Vantas had been in Foundation custody for approx. one week. Between the end of the last interview and this, Foundation research staff discovered several photographs seemingly depicting Mr. Vantas at different times in history, unchanged in appearance.

<Begin Log, 05/10/1995, 10:32:45>

Agent L.: Good Morning, Mr. Vantas.

Drake Vantas: Mm.

Agent L.: That all I get today?

Drake Vantas: I'm bored in here.

Agent L.: Welcome to the party, kid.

Drake Vantas: We talked about this, yes? I'm older than you.

Agent L.: I'll stop calling you "kid" when you stop being so short. Anyways, we did some rooting around. Found some info on you from the GOC.

[Agent L. places three photos on the table.]

Agent L.: See anyone you recognize?

[Mr. Vantas picks up the photo dated 1940 and examines it. It depicts Mr. Vantas standing next to a woman almost as short as him, wearing a bomber jacket. He is theatrically cowering, while the woman cocks her fist back.]

Drake Vantas: Yes… How did you… get this photo?

Agent L.: Something wrong?

[Mr. Vantas shakes his head.]

Drake Vantas: May I keep these?

Agent L.: Hmm… only if you give me a story.

Drake Vantas: What.

Agent L.: What?

Drake Vantas: Don't you have anything better to do?

Agent L.: Now that you mention it, no. We're in Svalbard, during a snowstorm. I literally don't have anything better to do. 'Sides, didn't you say you were bored too?

[Mr. Vantas sighs, then pushes the photo towards Agent L. He points to the woman in the photo.]

Drake Vantas: Do you know who this is?

Agent L.: No, I don't.

Drake Vantas: Her name was Jack Gan. She was an ace pilot, a dead shot, and my best friend.

Agent L.: I like her already.

Drake Vantas: Please do not interrupt.

Agent L.: Sorry.

Drake Vantas: As I was saying, she was very good at her job. They called her Tomcat. I was on a team with her, you know.

Agent L.: What did you do on the team?

Drake Vantas: No interrupting! And I was pack mule. I was very good at my job as well! There were others on the team too, I'm trying to remember… There was, eh, Fishhook, and there was Snapper.

Agent L.: Did you have a callsign, too?

[Mr. Vantas cringes.]

Drake Vantas: No, I didn't have a callsign.

Drake Vantas: You wanted to hear a story though, eh? What kind of story?

Agent L.: I don't know, I thought you were trying to tell a story here.

Drake Vantas: That is nothing, you have to give me somewhere to start! You can't just say "tell me a story!" and expect me to open like the book!

Agent L.: Tell me a story about Jack.

Drake Vantas: Like a funny story, or scary story, or what? Tell me.

Agent L.: Scary story.

Drake Vantas: Eh, you want to be spooked? Eh?

Agent L.: I'm brave, I can handle it.

Drake Vantas: So during this war, the second great war, there is a sorcerer named… Mm… Spoons.

Agent L.: Spoons?

Drake Vantas: I don't remember his name, so we're calling him spoons. He is very bad guy and we know he is going from one place to another place and we know the way we think he will get there.

Agent L.: So you set up an ambush.

Drake Vantas: Yes! We are laying in bushes on either side of the road. Jack is far up in the hills, with the long rifle. We see the auto coming and we're just waiting, you know.
Eh, it was like waiting for a storm to blow in. You're waiting… waiting… waiting… and then before you can notice it is on you! I saw the front window break from a bullet, because Jack had just shot the driver, and the car turns and crashes into a tree.
When I tell you that this car was broken, I mean that there was no fixing it, ever. It looked like, eh, you know when you stomp on a squash that is rotten? It was all twisted and… it didn't look like an automobile anymore, you know? But this… thing… I think it was Spoons. It was red and green and slimy… it crawled out of what was left of the car like a many-legged bug. We didn't know what it was. I'm still not sure.

Agent L.: Spoons…?

Drake Vantas: The sorcerer. Spoons. Remember?

Agent L: Oh, right.

Drake Vantas: So we are all still just in the bushes, watching this disgusting, twisted beast move. I remember noticing that when it walked, the grass reached up to meet it.
I think we had all forgotten that we carried guns with us until Jack popped its swollen skull from half a kilometer away.
That first shot should have killed it. We all pulled our triggers, just, just shredding the [monster].

We turned the thing into a paste. It was a meat grinder. Nothing can survive this, we are thinking. And for a moment, it looked like we might be right. And then the tree began to move.
You remember the tree? The one that the car was, eh, wrapped around?
It started to move. The branches, they began to whip around like the tendrils of some horrible beast.
Snapper had moved out into the road while we were shooting at the bug-thing, and I saw one of the tendrils wrap around his ankle and justyoink!him up into the air, throwing his things everywhere.
The trunk of the tree opened up into a great red maw, and I think it wished to devour us.

Agent L.: Uh-huh.

Drake Vantas: So of course we are all trying to shoot the tree, and it's not really doing anything because, you know, demon tree, what are bullets to demon tree? And I stop for a second to see Jack running just so fast. She was a short person, eh, almost so short to be the same height as me, so you can imagine the speed with which a person so short must move their legs in order to run half a kilometer as fast as she did.
So I am just watching her fly toward us and I don't even notice that the tree has just grabbed my ankle as well!

[Mr. Vantas stands up, waving his arms in the air.]

Drake Vantas: So I'm flying in the air, you know waving my arms and going aah! aah! and the demon tree is dangling me over its disgusting mouth.
I had my eyes closed, so I don't really know what happened, but the next moment I am actually flying through the air and there is much fire. I land in the bushes, hit my head and I wake up the next day in England missing an arm because apparently Jack decided to throw a fucking bomb into the thing's mouth while it tried to eat me.

[There is a 10 second pause.]

Agent L.: …You still have two arms.

Drake Vantas: …I got better.

Agent L.: You're shitting me.

**<End Log, 05/10/1995, 11:10:12>

Closing Statement: After this interview, the photo depicting Mr. Vantas and Jack Gan was given to Mr. Vantas. Mr. Vantas claims to have lost an arm in the events he described in this interview, which could imply that either the events never occurred as described, or Mr. Vantas is somehow capable of regenerating lost limbs.

The Nazi sorcerer Mr. Vantas referred to as "Spoons" was actually an Austrian thaumaturgist named Uben Speins. According to what little documentation could be found about him, he focused on hybridizing flora and fauna into dangerous anomalous entities. Fortunately, he never reached his destination in 1943.

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Interviewed: Drake Vantas

Interviewer: Agent L.

Foreword: At the time of this interview, Drake Vantas had been in Foundation custody for approx. 2 weeks. Mr. Vantas' request for reading material was denied, on the grounds that Site-██ does not contain enough reading material to keep on-site staff occupied. Mr. Vantas' request for a television was also denied, on the grounds that Site-██ only has two mobile televisions, which are used for staff breakrooms.

<Begin Log, 05/18/1995, 10:15:02>

Agent L.: Hello, Mr. Vantas.

Drake Vantas: Hi. How are you today?

Agent L.: Fine. How about yourself?

Drake Vantas: Mmm. Mmm. I'm bored. How long do I have to stay here?

Agent L.: Long as it takes, buddy, long as it takes. However, I did actually get you some things.

[Mr. Vantas leans over the table to look.]

Agent L.: Patience, Mr. Vantas. Were you not five feet tall, you'd look threat-like.

[Mr. Vantas sits down again. Agent L. places a copy of "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" and a blank notepad with pen onto the table.]

Agent L.: We're not friends. These are only concessions.

Drake Vantas: Is for me?

Agent L.: Yeah, they're for you.

Drake Vantas: Thank you, Miss L.

Agent L.: But in return, I want to know about one of the other photos I gave you.

Drake Vantas: You want to hear another story, eh?

Agent L.: If that's what you want to call it.

Drake Vantas: One where the very fate of the world hangs in the balance?

Agent L.: You got a story like that?

Drake Vantas: Well no, but, you know. Sounded good, right?

Agent L.: Not if you don't have a story where the world hangs in the balance.

[Mr. Vantas sighs, then produces one of the photos given to him by Agent L. in Interview NS114-3. It depicts Mr. Vantas standing in a barren field among several other soldiers in cold weather clothing. He is leaning on his sword, and looking at the photographer.]

Drake Vantas: This is me, I think this was maybe 1917. You see here how everyone is wearing very, very, you know, warm clothing? So this is when the Russians are having the civil war of the eh… what are they called?

Agent L.: Bolshevik Revolution?

Drake Vantas: Yes, that one. So one minute, I am fighting for Russians with my Czech brothers, the next I am fighting Russians fighting Russians fighting Russians and I am very far from home, you know. Very bad timing, the revolution. Very bad timing. So anyways, the, eh, Druzina? The Druzina are the most, eh, I think the term is badass guys in the force. They have been in for the longest, so they get to be in charge and they say, "okay everybody! We are going to Vladivostok and we will take a boat to america, and then we will go across america and take another boat and that way, we will get to Czechoslovakia!".

Agent L.: Is that where you're from?

Drake Vantas: When I came into this world, a eh, state? I think it would be called? These did not work as they do now. I am a Czech, if this makes things simpler for you.

Agent L.: Uh-huh. Continue.

Drake Vantas: So I don't know if you have ever looked at the map of Russia, but it's very… long. Like, it's very fucking long. And we had, I don't know… 70,000 people to get there? It sucked.
So, everyone is thinking, Vladi-fucking-vostok? This will suck. And it did suck. It was, eh, the worst hike I have ever been on. We had to walk through the entire length of Russia in the snow, and sometimes, you know, we are being attacked by Russians who say they are red or white, I don't care. You know, people are freezing to death. Being shot. Druzina say we are getting on a train, and the men at the station are saying that we have to give them our guns, it's… I don't like revolutions. They are too confusing, everyone always pointing guns at each other, at me, is messy.

So it's like, 1918, I think, and we're still in Russia. Everything, eh, blows, I think is the word. Is not a good time, and one day we are waiting at a train station and I don't know what happened but suddenly everyone is fighting and I am going to Russian jail, which is not so nice as this one you have constructed for me here.

Agent L.: Sure.

Drake Vantas: So anyways, I am in the jail, going "oh no, I don't want to be in jail, I hope my brothers in the legion don't leave without me," when all of the sudden there's a boom! The jail door is open and it is one of my Czech brothers, tossing me a rifle! We all come rushing out of the building and all the guys from the legion are there trying to get us on the big train, and it's all a big blur and then I'm just, you know, sitting on the train. It was very cool!

Agent L.: So you made it to Vladivostok?

Drake Vantas: Eh, well no. I almost made it to Krasnoyarsk, if that is any better?

Agent L.: The, uh, Legion was stopped?

[Mr. Vantas visibly squirms.]

Drake Vantas: I fell off the train.

Agent L.: You fell off the train? How?

Drake Vantas: Okay so I was sitting on top of the train because we all have machineguns up there and I tried to pick Sergei up and he's like, I don't know, 7 feet tall, so Sergei picks me up and- eugh… It's so embarrassing.

Agent L.: So you fell off the train in the middle of nowhere, Russia, in winter. How'd you survive?

Drake Vantas: I didn't! I got killed! Heh.

[Agent L. pauses before speaking again.]

Agent L.: Don't fuck with me, here. I know you're probably joking, but-

Drake Vantas: No, is not a joke. My, eh, head broke, when I hit the rocks by the railroad, so they did not stop for me. I woke up a long time after this, and I walked back to Penza.

Agent L.: Mr. Vantas, are you actually implying that you came back from the dead?

Drake Vantas: Eh… yes? I think after saying I live for very long time this is not so strange. Do not test if I can come back from beyond death, though. Is very painful, you know. Like having the paddles put on your boobs.

Agent L.: You mean a fucking defibrillator?!

Drake Vantas: Yes! The difllibator! For the boobs.

Agent L.: Mr. Vantas, you test my patience every day. But I appreciate the conversation.

<End Log, 05/18/1995, 10:31:07>

Closing Statement: Mr. Vantas now claims to have the ability to return from death. This was unexpected, but not unprecedented. Interviews will continue until a decision can be made on his status as an SCP. In the meantime, he appears to be using the notepad supplied by Agent L. for drawing. He has also used the copy of "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" supplied by Agent L. for drawing. Doctor P. hypothesizes that Mr. Vantas may not be English literate.

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Interviewed: Drake Vantas

Interviewer: Agent L.

Foreword:

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Event Log:

[DATA INCOMPLETE (WIP)]

Test Logs

Addendum 4: Testing Log

After detainment and questioning by Foundation forces on May 4, 1995, Drake Vantas cooperated with Foundation staff in acquiring skin, blood, and fluid samples. Samples were tested for DNA sequencing and identification of any anomalous properties.

DNA sequencing was inconclusive, indicating Drake Vantas is not on any registered DNA database that the SCP Foundation currently has access to. Sequencing seems to indicate mostly human DNA, however some key differences have been noted, including distinctly unique telomeres.¹
In addition to this, all collected tissue and blood samples show disproportionately high amounts of specialized telomerase² enzymes not found in non-anomalous humans. This may partially explain Drake Vantas' lack of aging.

A test was conducted by Doctor P. to determine whether Drake Vantas' cells acted abnormally even when removed from the body.

Test NS114-1 - 5/15/1995

Subject: Drake Vantas (Herein referred to as subject)
Procedure: Three skin samples and three blood samples are placed in petri dishes at room temperature. A cell count is performed on all samples every 6 hours over a period of 48 hours to determine if cells are self-reproducing away from the body.
Results: No abnormalities were found in the cell counts when compared to non-anomalous human blood.
Analysis: No abnormal behavior was found in this test. This suggests that the subject's cells are not anomalous in this sense. This does not, however, mean that the process by which the subject's blood is produced is not anomalous. More invasive tests would have to be conducted to fully understand the extent to which the subject's anomalous regeneration functions.

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Agent Vantas agreed to participate in a test on June 13, 1997, to help determine the nature of his anomalous properties, in exchange for Doctor P.'s entire secret candy stash. Test conducted by Doctor P. in Site-██ Medical Testing Chamber #3. A full physical was performed on Agent Vantas before and after the test.

Test NS114-2 - 6/13/1997

Subject: Agent Drake Vantas (Herein referred to as subject)

Procedure: Subject is placed on bed, restrained, and given a mouth guard to avoid self-harm during spontaneous resuscitation (SR) process. Multi-spectrum cameras observe the subject, including standard visual spectrum, Infrared (IR), Ultraviolet (UV), and Electromagnetic (EM) cameras. Electrodes are attached to the subject to monitor nerve impulses. Subject is sedated by an anesthesiologist, then euthanized via lethal injection.

Results: Subject's heart stopped as expected after being given a lethal injection. Approx. 3 minutes later, subject experienced a seizure lasting approx. 12 seconds. During subject's seizure, EKG measured the subject's heartbeat to be approx. 220 BPM. Electrodes indicated high nerve activity at this time.
After seizing, subject quickly stopped again. 45 seconds later, subject seized once again. Subject continued to cycle through SR and death until lethal injection was flushed from the subject's system.
IR camera: No abnormal results observed.
UV camera: No abnormal results observed.
EM camera: Extremely heightened EM fields observed around subject during SR, forming complex shapes.
Upon conclusion of Test NS114-2, subject recovered from anesthesia normally and reported that, despite anesthesia being applied correctly, the subject still experienced awareness of the pain associated with SR.

Analysis: Readings indicate that during seizures experienced as a part of the subject's SR, the subject's entire nervous system becomes active simultaneously, rather than spreading from any particular place. This could indicate that the subject possesses some sort of decentralized nervous system that acts independently to the brain, or it may indicate that the subject is being affected by some outside force acting upon their body. This could be an interdimensional (or otherwise invisible) force, or a microscopic entity or entities that have thus far remained undetected.
During Test NS114-2, an EM camera captured images of the EM field generated by the subject. During each SR instance, the subject's EM field seemed to "flare", expanding far beyond what is expected of a normal human, even during defibrillation. Within the images taken of the EM field, complex shapes are observable. Most shapes captured in the images are incomprehensible, but several seem to show thin beams of EM energy entering the subject's body at seemingly random points, originating from unknown origins outside of the test chamber.

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4/18/21 to do:
- Slim down sections on abilities (here AND on the forum)
- Add more detailed section on collected history. readers should be interested in the CHARACTER, not his powers.
- Dig into his history. Name units, actions, link him to in-universe events and SCPs.
- Contact more butterfly squad members. you need TWO greenlights!

4/24/21 to do:
- check grammar
- find second greenlight
- plan interview log 5 and the event log
- figure out scp to breach containment

Ideas for mtf name:
Snowbirds
Skaadi's Dogs
Polaris
Valkyries
Rogatina

Footnotes

1. Compound structures on the ends of DNA strands responsible for maintaining DNA composition. In normal humans, these would degrade over time, resulting in the breakdown of genetic material.

2. An enzyme responsible for maintaining telomere length in DNA. Normal humans have a limited supply of this, whereas Drake Vantas seems to have unlimited production.