Protector

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is housed in a 4x4m humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Due to the Lack of threat posed by SCP-XXXX it is allowed to freely roam the facility from 7am to 10pm otherwise it must remain in its quarters. SCP-XXXX's activity on websites and online computer games should be monitored to prevent a containment breach of sensitive information, however this is deemed to be a highly unlikely scenario as it is believed no one would actually believe anything SCP-XXXX says. SCP-XXXX is allowed to purchase computer games of its choice as long as it does not exceed 50 USD a month. Prices exceeding this number can be negotiated.

SCP-XXXX is prohibited from using any of its enhanced abilities to show off to or entertain staff. SCP-XXXX is however allowed to use its abilities to exercise in the onsite staff gymnasium.

Staff interacting with SCP-XXXX are generally advised to attempt to engage in conversation. Staff that either do not have time to, find themselves uncomfortable around SCP-XXXX, or are annoyed by SCP-XXXX are to politely give an excuse (may this be a valid reasoning or a made up one) and try not to upset it.

Description: SCP-XXXX is an adult human male at around 40 to 50 years of age. SCP-XXXX is around 2.286 meters in height and of an almost excessively muscular build, weighing 317 kilograms. SCP-XXXX has several enhanced physical attributes such as strength, speed, stamina, and pain tolerance. Through testing it has been shown SCP-XXXX is capable of lifting weights up to 2 tonnes even without the assistance of SCP-XXXX's armor.

Upon arrival at the Foundation SCP-XXXX was wearing a set of advanced combat armor. This armor is capable of increasing SCP-XXXX's strength and greatly reduces physical trauma to SCP-XXXX through non-anomalous means. SCP-XXXX is capable of removing this armor at any time but prefers to keep it on for "Never knowing when the shadowy hand of evil may clench itself, and pound down in villainy upon innocents." So far foundation staff have found no reason to not allow SCP-XXXX to wear its armor and it is allowed to for its personal comfort.

From SCP-XXXX's description of its life before being contained by the SCP foundation it is believed that SCP-XXXX was a soldier working for a group involved with the anomalous and founded for the protection of the human race, located on an alternate version of earth. This group primarily focused on the termination of anomalies. This was carried out through the creation of superhuman soldiers meant to carry out tasks to difficult for average humans.

Despite this groups efforts SCP-XXXX's earth suffered from an XK End Of The World Scenario of anomalous origins. SCP-XXXX was seemingly one of the only survivors of this event and was teleported onto our earth by a higher up of its organization and was given the task protecting our earth. However SCP-XXXX is incapable of fulfilling its task discretely without causing a containment breach of information on the anomalous.

SCP-XXXX lacks a sophisticated understanding of human behavior and social norms. SCP-XXXX has shown affection to certain staff but has difficulty expressing its emotions. SCP-XXXX spends the majority of its time in the staff cafeteria, gymnasium, and staff break rooms attempting to engage in conversation with staff. This usually results in SCP-XXXX telling long winded stories of its past life.

Addendum: Discovery and Interview

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX

Interviewer: Dr. Reagan

Foreword: After a dimensional anomaly appeared in Site-██ SCP-XXXX soon emerged with the anomaly closing behind it. SCP-XXXX was compliant with security personal and was subdued without issue. Interview was conducted 2 hours and 15 minutes after SCP-XXXX has arrived in Site-██. At time of interview SCP-XXXX had yet to be classified with an SCP status. SCP-XXXX was contained in a temporary holding cell when interview was being conducted.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Reagan: Hello there, um, we haven't had the time to give you an official designation yet so what would you prefer me to refer to you as in the time being?

SCP-XXXX: (strokes helmet wear its chin would be located) Hmm yes, how about (motions hands seemingly for emphasis) The Protector.

Dr. Reagan: Okay, would you like to tell us about yourself Protector.

SCP-XXXX: No no, it's The Protector.

Dr. Reagan: (sighs) Okay, The Protector, tell us where exactly you came from.

SCP-XXXX: Well you see I was from a world much like yours. But we were shrouded in the dark. We ate food that was merely scraps for one man. We were hunted in the night by unseen things. We barely clung to life in an unforgiving wasteland of death and decay. We-

Dr. Reagan: Okay could you skip ahead a little bit.

SCP-XXXX: So be it. We were persecuted by evil forces. Until our salvation arrived. They protected us, pulled us out of the murky blackness. Taught us how to survive, how to thrive. They were The Brotherhood. I was a mere child when they found me. And they taught me how to fight. And fight I did! I once resembled a small weird girl boy with feeble limbs. Now look at me, I am a giant muscular-

Dr. Reagan: I see you are very muscular yes. But tell me, what type of things did you do with your organization?

SCP-XXXX: (laughs) Well I fought giant behemoths! Eldritch horrors you couldn't even imagine. Things that make you go mad by even looking at them! Say do you have Zygt Beasts on this planet?

Dr. Reagan: Um no I don't believe we do, could you explain what a Zygt beast is to me?

SCP-XXXX: Ah well they're like giant man eating scorpions, with wings! And the queens got a stinger on her about (stretches out arms to around a meter) this big! The only way to cut it off is one of these! (SCP-XXXX removes a large knife from a hidden compartment in its suit and plants it into the table)
Dr. Reagan: Oh Jesus Christ! (inaudible) Security! (security enter the room and confiscate the weapon.)

SCP-XXXX: May I have that back.

Dr. Reagan: Don't worry you'll get your knife back. Anyway continue with the giant scorpions.

SCP-XXXX: A giant hive had taken over a city. A city with unlimited resources, and room for unlimited growth. So obviously someone with exceptional skill in killing monsters would be needed to solve this. Can you guess who that was?

Dr. Reagan: Was it you?

SCP-XXXX: Hell yeah it was! I fought through endless hordes of beasts until I met the queen. Her majesty was the size of a building and sat in the center of her royal chambers. I unleashed every weapon I could onto her but her carapace was to thick to break through. So I had to kill her, from the inside! I jumped down her throat into her enormous innards. And so I began blasting around her insides. And then I must've his something important, because she exploded! Oh man you wished you could've seen it. Guts went everywhere! And by the time the rest of the colony showed up to defend her I was covered in bug guts. And turns out the inside of a female Zygt Beast smells a whole lot like the inside of a female Zygt beast. So they all started trying to mate with me! Ah it was horrific, I couldn't sleep for a week. Every time I'd close my eyes I'd see the horrific vivid imagery of their grotesque bug genita-

Dr. Reagan: Alright as much as well as much as we'd all love to here graphic bug intercourse, I think we have enough for now. Thank you for your cooperation.

<End Log>

Closing Statement: "This guys a lunatic." -Dr. Reagan

Addendum: Interview No: 2

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX

Interviewer: Dr. Reagan

Foreword: At time of interview SCP-XXXX had been transported to Site-19 and contained.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Reagan: Hello SCP-XXXX, have our staff treated you well enough.

SCP-XXXX: Ah yes well it's been great. They haven't let me kill anything yet but I must say, that shower makes up for it. Maybe if we had put our resources into things other than killing giant monsters we'd have better shower technology. Also I don't mean to embarrass you but that's not how you pronounce my title. Its "The Protector".

Dr. Reagan: Well SCP-XXXX is your name now. Trust me it sounds better anyway.

SCP-XXXX: Well then. But just for you!

Dr. Reagan: Okay then. Well we have some questions for you about your previous occupation. Now tell me, what exactly made up this group you worked for.

SCP-XXXX: Ah well it was me and my brothers. We worked day and night defending our home. They were my family.

Dr. Reagan: Thank you for that. Now were you actually related to any of these brothers.

SCP-XXXX: By blood no. We were tied together by our duties. I remember this one time, we had to stop a Psycho-Bear from assimilating a bunch of Kinder gardeners . So one of my brothers walked up to him and challenged him to a fight. (laughing) And when it accepted he shoved his fist into its-

Dr. Reagan: I'm going to cut you off right there, you can tell me about the bears later. Now can you tell me who was in charge of this organization.

SCP-XXXX: Ah well it was that levitating fellow in the robes. We called him The Over watcher. One day he just showed up with this big portal in the sky and told us all he could help us. And we listened. And he founded our Brotherhood.

Dr. Reagan: Alright. Now how exactly did you end up on our planet. If you tell us we may even find a way to get you back home.

SCP-XXXX: (laughs) Trust me I don't want to go back, there's nothing left!

Dr. Reagan: SCP-XXXX could you explain what you mean by that.

SCP-XXXX: It was all destroyed. Something about angering some ancient eldritch god or deity. I didn't care much for the details, we didn't have any time to care. Our forces were spread to thin, we never even saw it coming. One by one we were all over whelmed. I-I could have saved them, I really believe I could've. But I didn't. They're all dead.

Dr. Reagan: Uh, SCP-XXXX do you need a minute?

SCP-XXXX: Nah! You see the thing about being hero is you have to stuff all your self doubts and anxieties deep down inside you as to present a stoic outward appearance (laughs). Ah now where was I, (pauses for around 30 seconds) oh yeah, all my family dying. Well anyway after that I managed to find my way back to our temple. Its where we all stayed while off duty. Sort of a home base. It was mostly intact. I thought it must've been abandoned but then I found The Over Watcher. He seemed pretty panicked when I found him. He told me that there's was nothing we could do anymore, something about me being very brave and heroic probably. Then he tolled me that there were many earths like ours, and that I could avenge my brothers by protecting them. So then he opened up this big portal and sent me through it. Next thing I know I was here with you all pointing machine guns at my head.

Dr. Reagan: Well I apologize if we didn't give you the warmest welcome. Super soldiers don't normally teleport to random places on our planet. Well I think that's been enough for today. Thank you for your time.

<End Log>

Closing Statement: "I think there's a lot more to this than we first thought. Much more to SCP-XXXX's story than he's letting on, or that he actually understands. I believe that there is a very real possibility what ever happened to his world may indeed happen to ours." -Dr. Reagan