Ressurection Zero series [under going heavy editing]

The Fool...

Stood on a peeled petal balcony of a palace. Its unfolded lotusesqe structure waved from it's shimmering bloomed petals, still with the one under his soles. A high rolling ephemeral clouds of mist drifted afront of a Borealis in collaboration with the distant cosmic arms of stars in his eyes. His only single eye, as if he could drag out his guilt with a look.

Hand falling over his left empty socket…

then dipped down beside his hips, his shoulders slouched and relaxed. With a sigh, his body language returned to its calm composure, as he ushered himself back with steady steps back within the flower. phasing through the petal lurching just over the balcony of his

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At site 42 hydraulic locked titanium shut door at site, approached a man clad in MTF armor walked within sights of an unyielding predatory gaze of a man. A predatory gaze traced that even usurped the red pungent gaze of rot hung in the air, While many like him were lying in contorted heaps of tattered limbs. Blood scattered in arcs on the walls behind and above the olive-skinned tattooed monster. The man entering eyes having to re-establish fortitude behind the visor of his helmet after a fleeting look of in composure.

Before finally facing the sitting caster.who was leaned with parted legs on a stool, lifting his blood-soaked wrists and hands dangled off his knees with his elbow.

"Yes?" Able said in an intoxicatingly sardonic tone waving out his hands as if any more time was vital.

"Do you remember me?" Connor asked in a monotonous voice.

"Do not know. do I?" Abel replied with more mocking sarcasm rubbing his chin with a held back smirk of absent emotion. With this answer, Connor removed his helmet. Bringing Connors' blank autonomous stare into view. Abel sarcasm faded into a surge of bittersweet excitement.

"You were… a missionary before that blast? But how?" he squinted.

Connor answered " Yes," he nodded." I did indeed die. However, I was offered within participation of a program. The supreme commander of the advancements red right hands' regiment outfitted me with a new cybernetic shell."

Abel furrowed his brow snapping out of what could be boredom in exchange for disinterest then undulating in a fresh tone of disgust, "Oh… "

Able deadpanned "That must make you feel so special. As If no metal I could not force apart from within my grasps. Congratulations, you're now more of a doormat of meat!!!"

Connor noted his reaction," Have I irritated you?".

Abel relaxed "whether I die or not as your superiors intend does not waver my-" Abel said in internal denial, cocking his head to the side, then nodding down…

" Besides you may have the same bodies… but at least one of you… is much less selfish. With that said, I'll give you 5 seconds before I decapitate you. So, please wait, and thrill me." Able challenged smiling in a distant glint of sadistic pleasure.

This was Connors cue to leave. Picking up his feet with urgency. The sliding door hissing in it's hydraulics shut after the sight of an armed Alpha 1 agent behind. Abels' head nodded in. His eyes reluctantly drifting closed then forcing them open with a jerk of the lids.

Connor left the sliding door and precautionary corridor behind him. He pulled up his visor.

" …and that was up for?" She said through her respirator her light green eyes approaching from her prior lean on the wall. She spread a friendly groove into her smile as she folded her arms. Having her silver hair up in a suspended straight white ponytail that layed on her shoulder without objection in one audited piece. A lily brooch was stuck between her golden hair clip. On her back a leather guitar case stamped with Alpha 1.

"076-2 could not identify me." Connor replied monotonously to the girls' concern.

"Hey c'mon," groaned and whined Lily wearily. "I'm in the same boat as you, you know?"

"yes, but your enhancements are not finite modifications.I, on the other hand, am much more-"

"oh yeah that was your whole body… guess I'm lucky." she interrupted having anticipated the rest of his response.

"Well, He'll be out of our hair soon. Here's to hoping they launch him and that cube into space."

"Calling a documented item as it is a unprofessional conduct.'' Replied Connor.

"Ugh yeah, whatever I'm not playing the pronoun game at work too. Speaking of work you've said your goodbyes right?— lets head back to the site. Cool was chill enough to give us this clearance in the first place." said Lily.

"I don't want Keter on my ass, he was chill enough to let us come here."

"Referring to Keter as chill is an illogical superintendence," replied Connor

"You know what, that counts as a joke, I'll laugh later." Lily passed Connor, starting down the hall. Connor following turning after.

Within the previous heavily guarded containment room, Abel continued to sit. His lids finally shutting with a downward gaze. Then suddenly the canvas was influxed with red behind the closed lids was eaten away by a ravaging red tide. Abels expression jerked in shock as he now stood in a blank backdrop of crimson.

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"Hello Abel…" a voice greeted from his respective rivaling plane of purple blending with seamlessly like watercolors forcibly against Abels own red back drop.

Abel looked forward. He expressed a convey of familiarity in his tone. "So, you got the call… it took you 9 years?"

"And you locked your Adjuster. You shouldn't have struck it with such force. What a feckless manner of conduction Abel, really." told the one-eyed man. Able hesitated eyes growing wide in ephemeral familiar sight.

"It took some preparation. Are you insisting a more refined personal

"There own toys may wound even the current of a fighter in this world. That thing was also to split like a regular log." Abel argued rolling and ticking his eyes in denial.

"As I witnessed, I'm only evaluating your blades shiftless entry. Anyway, it's time to go your due for a play date."

"THAT?" Abels lenses shuttered in anticipated revulsion.

"Yes, you're both far too stubborn. How long since the subjugation of your progenitor? And you two…"

Abel side glanced in consideration. He knew this was coming.

' this is how he always was'

" I will not negotiate. Take me then." Abel decided seriously.

The androgynous figurehead he lifted his arm smiling serenely and snapped his finger. Both individuals fogged from sight.

There were no triggered sensors only an alarm sent blaring. The monitoring staff in a separate space lept out of chairs another watched a TV turn static.

"DAMN!!! 076-2 has breached containment!!"

"Notify and alert the site overseer!!"

Researchers and MTF mobilized. lily and Connor were stopped in their exit by the announcement and abrupt commotion.

"CONTAINMENT BREECH IN SECTOR 13!! CODE ORANGE ANOMALIE!!

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At site 17 Cain digested the contents of a report on the enacted termination trials of SCP 076-2, and Scp 076-1.

Cain read under the light of a single desk lamp in, otherwise darkness. His head rested on a suspended elbow. Hand pinching rubbing his brow as Cains look of pure apologetic secret distress wincing lightly after in frustration. His prosthetic cyber limbs not in the desk lamps line of sight gave a blue streaming glow through the indented patterns.

"…."

"CAIN…." Called out someone everywhere.

Cain was lifted from his hand looking around, leaning back in his chair griping its arms in startled apprehension.''Who is there?" Cain questioned on edge.

"Reveal your self and intentions!" Stood Cain with a serious and stern look sprouted on his tan face.

"Oi! Oi! Calm down!" the voice from the one-eyed man manifested yet again from nowhere yet all around once more.

"I am definitely not in the position to throw hands with you right now," He said sternly as if reprimanding a child.

"It's me so relax."

"Oh, Lord Azra…?"Cain squinted in uncertainty, dropping back in his chair."I apologize, there is a delay for me to analyze and identify speech patterns…"

"Outdated?" asked the voice.

"No, just emotionally… and mentally preoccupied."

Cain answered forehead sinking remorsefully into his suspended clutch.

"Ah, yes they want to kill Abel. Do you feel guilty?" Counseled the voice.

"I am not sure—apart of me wants him to adhere to the consequences of his own actions. while the other… "

"Are you sure that's what it is?" the voice said as trying to discern any trace of dishonesty.

"Yes, it's as you just put, it is guilt," Confided Cain

"Speaking of guilt, I let Abel puncture the Bloom, now his skills are tied. Though, that may help the others around him…"

"Why didn't you? you could have finally of been gone from your curse… Guilt again?" asked the voice softly.

"I know you have him over there…" Cain sighed after validating an inner assumption.

"And if he wants to play the older sibling again let him."

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Cain sighed and bowed his head,"I would have no idea…"

"After 10,000 years I expected this issue to be resolved. I held hope yet you two haven't even made a single attempt at interacting outside of your mission. HE may have allowed you two to grow apart for his own gain, not me. If you two continue you'll be doing exactly what he wanted. Asides from that, I do not feel confident with beginning with this state of affair still in display." explained the voice.

"Do you not see where I am?"Cains arms opened half way "What do you think -"

"Oh! what do I think?! Did you see where you two were? your ass sitting in a recycle box in an alley and your brothers' narcissistic entitled ass in an even bigger box being pampered and groomed by some Daevite Thralls."

The voice sternly grasping tone suddenly boomed. Cains reluctant composure was destroyed.

"I will gladly face the music or dance to any tune these individuals are willing to play. Besides, I have all intentions of returning you two."

The voice promised and reassured. Cain still with hidden uncertainty lingering stood once more."They will capture you. If this succeeds we- no you will have to explain everything…"

"How?!! I'm in the middle of everywhere and nowhere!" snapped the man with one eye.

"I will be fine. Everyone's place can't be planned every moment or it will eventually lead to them being cemented by there own foresight. Cain please, I- "

Cain raised his head,"Very well, after all, you did promise. I would like to help you uphold your vow." he said content.

"The promise aside; are you ready?"

"Yes, I trust you." he nodded down his chin, "let us go"

Cain was instantly dispersed within a dense burst of pastel holographic white smoke and fog which condensed into a white note. The message on the other side was written in a fragile, flowing hand.

'out of order'

♬And Then I Got high♬

Just 4 days later appalled. When this thing woke up, she had a proposal for termination sent in to deal with the over expenditure of resources Wasted by the object. Of course, Termination trials were to be underway only 3 days later. Now, it was gone. oh hell no.

Either it's gone for good or someone got word of the project. Her hunch was the Serpents hand, or was it those black suits? from 17?

She thought as she pushed forward through the halls curving corners in unbridled emotion conveying strides.

"MOTHER @#$%@"!! "she swore at bright for really, no reason. Seriously she could've kept it to her self she was doing so well he thought. "oh no…" Bright conveyed his concern rather unenthusiastically, "The Ancient cholo warrior is gone…"

Continuing his Maruchan noodle preparation Facing the rotating behind door lunch."Yes! it is gone and extensive investigation wielded no solution! We don't even know who has it! Now, we have a possible k class scenario on our hands!"

"Nope, on your hands," said Bright. "Didn't you put up enough-"

"Yes, I have! I had 56 fucking men!" she threw up her hands. "It was 076-2." she asserted blame.

"Wait hold on.."

Bright began too subtly chastise."So, you in an attempt to preserve resources? were bringing, and gonna bring in more resources? Maria have you every really terminated an Scp?''

The prod caught Maria in thought offguard, still, she was prepared. Who does he think he is? "It was here at site 42. Desai and Santosh had more than enough support from one of the 05's. We had several tests in place to guarantee a smooth-"

Dr.bright dropped a nod and laughed downwards rubbing his brow. The microwaves beeping enough to warrant a swing open of a door.

"Guarantee?Guarantee? what makes you think that thing was going to play along like you wanted?" he pinched the cup out by it's rim, avoiding a slap of heat from the lunch. He sat it on the counter of the lunchroom.

"You need to be improvising. Not just letting it go your way. Also, the fuck is this really about? you wanna help these people? you wouldn't of have given them any damn closure other than showing they we could've amended this at any time.' that's a door to the insurgency right there."

"No, if that was really it, you would have considered this. This is just about youNo, you wanted revenge. what type of—oh okay we'll all act on our whims. This Fucking places integrity be Damned! I'ma avenge Marty! e was defenseless! He couldn't escape with his hamster wheel and water dropper. Get the fuck over your self. We're all in this fucking lab as rats."

"Oh and I didn't see you Maria. I was ready on a stool with an M-11 for this thing to pass near my office.

Bright continued."And you? long gone. You pounced on that chopper quicker than Scp 682!"

Maria's eyes squinted and slit…

"Fuck this is a Damn lunch room… '' Bright stormed out past her capping the top of the noodles.

Maria shrunk in Silence. Her arms uncrossed and dropped. She stood in passive reflection… What has she fucking done…

At a percieved Decommissioned Site 19. The one-eyed man stood and picked up a pet rock. It began its influencing chatter. Then with a tighter clench of its shape a 3D effect of 3 transitioning films knocked off the Anomalies. Its teeth locked in its last words as the object just became static.

'Did they rummage through this thoroughly? Yes, they cut it off. but did they try to determine why they wanted to take care of some 17 feet pile of rubble like some random pet? They were willing to touch the rest of the site he's not complaining it looks great. Oh well, they'll need this place later might as well pick up a bit… Sloppy work… he'd give them a C+ '

He dropped the no longer anomalous pet rock. Stepping out of the Area into subspace.

Besides he has those two to deal with…

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Somewhere in Florida, a large modern beach house Sat on the coast. On the overlarge armchair, a tiger cub curled in sleep with a poster of Jodeci looming over the side tables. CBD flakes and Jars of creatively named Hemp, and Mariquana jars on a 7-foot bookshelf.

Within the kitchen a flick of a lighter and sound of a bongs inhalation. A petite heart girl sat up from bending over. She was only 4'10 wearing a retro mini V neck sleeveless floral dress and white dress shoes. Her red Iris doe eyes and heart-shaped face, relaxing in relief as her lower back length open natural wave pink hair cascaded down her back.

She shook her head."Okay… let's do this shit," she said in deranged yet calm excitement.

There was next a quack of tape pulled behind in front head her elbows winding.

She had taped a stock image photo of a random mans face onto the body of a spring chicken. Having inserted a jar of Nutella into its stuffing hole.

she carried it like a baptized newborn to a filled to the rim steel sink. she pushed it in slower causing water to spill over the top. Then in a soft soothingly comforting tone…

"You are free now let your soul be cleansed…" she whispered.

behind her standing no more than 8 feet away was the one-eyed man. With a look that was used to yet not completely comprehensive of this chicks shit.

"… the fuck are you doing?'' he asked wondering why he even bothered.

"OH! hey Mr.Z!!" the girl perked wide the girls eyes visibly red from what he knows she'll blame on netflix marathons

The chicken sunk raising bubbles in the water as she turned around. "Sorry, I'm baked." she confessed. Now he's to assume that was meant for one of her cats.

"Yes.., I can see that." he squinted not knowing what the fuck he was supposed to think.

" Anyhow I'm going to leave you a note of instructions, there are two I would like for you to guard. I plan on returning, however, this will corrode the uncertainty of its implications on other groups. They will strike, they already know I've been let out since those two released me. They know the signs to look for."

"Sooo, who will I be dealing with?'' Sam asked.

"Two agents. They plan an excursion. I do not want them captured or killed" he explained. "Useful force if required."

Sam stared blank drifting gaze for a minute. "Oh, okay let me just get out this high and take a shower I need to get this scent off and get ready."

A pinned note manifested on the fridge to a miscellaneous magnet. "There are the rest of the details. Also got a new cat?'' he turned in short regard to the exotic pet on the sofa.

Sam began calling little caesars, "Hey, can I order some Deep dish?"

"Well, have a plan you won't remain here long…" Said Z wearily

At site 77 Iris Thompson wandered into her Cell and dropped face flat on her bed. Scp 105 was set for training with her abilities. Sometimes 7 hours, sometimes 12 hours. She slid out her face from the top of her bed and looked, a glimpse of a training schedule on the wall marks of diagonal crosses sparing the next day with the circle. Since she was reacting productively, they would allow a half controlled day off with Adams, her latest awkward experience. This time she will keep up with Andrea or die trying or actually die, she thought, with repeating glances at the half done job of the past.

Empty flattened shopping bags, and the untouchable pumps who stood in exhile with the abandoned filled bags of unmentionables.

Next Andrea knocked in thoughtful impatience.

"Come on Iris!"

She's been standing out there for 30 minutes or so. Yes, she was used to these stilettos, but not the wait from 105. It's also quite… "Iris! I'm coming in!" she pushed in the door with her side.

After a concealed strap of stainless steel cannon of protection around her waist… that Iris was caught pulling over her Aeropostale shirt.

"uhm…" she said caught. Andrea sighed deeply and shook her head. "No, take it off."

She nodded towards a lump of a concealed knife under her jeans."That too." Andrea referenced "You know those stores have metal detectors." she reminded.

"Sorry" Apologized Iris, unstrapping and tossing the waist holster on the bed. "It's just last time… "

"We told you we have things in place. We'll be in kiosks, stores, restaurants."

"It's just…" she sighed sitting on the bed, she pulled up her pants leg as she raised her ankle removing the knife holder. It fell on the ground.

"Don't pick it up, we'll also have a team in the background. We'll only be heading to the Mall. Come on Mario and Harken are waiting."

Sam and Andrea headed out to the Cell.

Sam was disguised in a short brown wig and blue contacts was inside a Gamestop she was attempting to haggle." okay 30 cents."

"Look, little girl, I can't be watching you, and what game in this store do you think is 30 cents?" Said the large heavy set black-shirted man on the other end of a glass display counter said in vehemence. Then Sams' head leaned back as she looked around methodically.

"Look I got some good shit at home why don't I hook you up with some 'Superman'." offered Sam obliviously.

"A-are you offering me drugs!? Where are your parents?" exasperated the appalled clerk. "Dead. I killed them." Sam stated with a fake cold stare.

"Now, whats your address?" she bubbled "I'll trade for that game."

"You came in here 2 hours ago. Yelled at one of my employees for a 3DS. Then called out to me the manager, and threatened to sue when you called me fat!!"

"Because I'm just a small defenseless girl. And you were yelling at me like one of those things from where the wild things are."Sam whimpered in false fear.

" I thought you wanted to eat me. Also, I'll have you know I am 35 years old," said Sam.

"Oh, and you're also rejecting my trade…" she added.

"You're SELLING ME DRUGS NOW!!'' screamed the manager gripping his head in frustration.

"Fine."Sam turned around, whipping around her head and prissing up her face. "Hmph! fine! I shall take my business elsewhere."

"Good day to you sir!" she pretended in a over exaggerated example of an angry British businessman. She stepped out of the store in a swaggering amble.

Brothers and the Sisters

Andrea found herself Amist the beeping and boops and ticks of arcade machines watching the uphill motion of a skeeball light up a row of bulbs as Iris hits the 500 hole, the slit in ticket slot spewing out a tongue of tickets" You wanna try?" She said glancing over her shoulder at Andrea.

"This isn't enough?" Andrea hissed in exhaustion, wondering what was.

Iris sighed Down-trodden she looks up at the wall prizes at the distant counter a digital camera sits on the shelf with the sign 7,000 just below it, Andrea gave in.

"uuugh," She groaned falsely ."Go ahead," Andrea said smiled as she caved in pulling and holding out a small fan of 20's up front its place in her snap closed phone case.

"YESSS!"Iris' fist pumped.

3 hours later both were nowhere close to the impossible ticket price of the camera…

"I give up…" Said Iris lowered her shoulders stuffed with tickets in pockets.

"lets just get something with what we have," Andrea suggested in consideration.

Both walked up to the prize counter, waiting for a preoccupied ticket taker to finish dealing with a person. Actually, this girl was dare she say, adorable? But what Iris saw next was almost insulting to their prior efforts. This little girl had 5 bags of tickets. Not those small thin plastic bags. The Hefty ones, this would have taken forever. She just wanted a few Hersheys, maybe a little bear up there…?

"Jesus, she must have stockpiled those." said Iris."Oh, one of those people who play at the arcade and saved there tickets? seems like it." confirmed Iris.

Suddenly the Camera left the shelf came off by the prize man."Sorry Ladies," he apologized.

"I'll need to get this one. Maybe I can handle you later?"

He slid the Camera on the glass top of the prize display to Sam as."And can I have a teal 3Ds?"

"Yeah, sure." Moved the prize guy to her selection.

Iris's posture and Andrea's signified their departure.

…Had they stayed a little longer, perhaps they would have seen the side of Sams face tilt with a catty mischevious smile,"Hey, Can you two help me?''

Iris was to turn around only for her reflexes to catch the cameras' box in a basketball like pass. "I'm just doing this cause I'll be moving Soon. So. I need to Clear up space." she told.

"I'll let you pick something from what I get if you help me move it into my Van."

Iris saw the camera in her hands. Then looked toward Andrea for permission. "Sure, we can help."

Iris and Andrea carried 2 bags of random prizes to a red van in the parking lot. They waited for the girl too open, Iris's attention saw a group of men watching. They were the foundations she surmised correctly from looking back as the girl opened the two back doors with a key.

"Okay, here you are. Oh and thanks for this. Hey, um, you wanted candy, right? why don't you take some chocolate?" offered Sam to Iris, who recalled that's what she had mentioned on her way here.

"Wait you drive?"Andrea queried."Yup, I know it's funny. I always let people see the phone book I sit on. And I have short boxes from iPhones packaging on the pedals so I can reach."

"I'm sorry how old are you?''Asked Andrea setting a bag in the space filled back of the van. Iris took the desired hersheys."Oh, I'm 35." the startling info causing Andreas head to recoil.

"I know I have a Condition. It completely sucks ass when finding a date. Cause I'm either what people want, or not. And the ones who do I find so damn creepy I cringe."

Sam moved out of the way, to letting Iris put in the other bag.

"Shoot. That does sound bad. You look cute though."

"Thanks, and not to seem like a bragging thot- but I do have an Instagram following,"Sam said in a cheerful glint accompanied by a carefree shrug.

"Instagram?'' asked Iris perplexed."It's a social media platform, kinda like facebook."Responded Andrea giving tilted nods of her head. Yet, Iris still didn't know. Until Sam pulled out her phone and flashed her Instagram profile to Iris.

"It looks like this. You don't like social media, meh?"

"No… just can't find the time." said Iris,

Sam shutting the back doors to her van as she allowed Iris to skim her page.

Iris held out Sams phone for her to take back. "Thank you," thanked Sam in its return.

"Hey, do you wanna hang out with us?" nodded up Iris.

"oh, um, sure? you really want me too? I'm weird"

"No! Sure. I'm weird too trust me."

"If… you say so."

Andrea wanted to intervene. But Iris's looked more content now then when it was just the two of them.

'I guess we could include this one. For now.'

"So, Whats your Name?"

" Rose" Sam lied

"Why don't you come with us to Macy's? you seem to have a pretty cute taste." Andrea gave a lurching lean hooking arm around Iris's neck."Maybe you can help this one sort out her fashion sense." Andrea joked playfully at Iris's expense. Causing Iris to jerk at the mocking sentence of her fashion sense.

"Hey, it's not that bad!" Iris bumped her hip into andrea "Also no more, I haven't unpacked the clothes you bought me last shopping spree!" Iris giving a frustrated bumping of her hip into Andrea.

"Okay then," her arm came off around her shoulder. "No clothes for you, sheesh."

"Wow, your lucky, You have a sister who will bye you things… "

"Nah, we're not sisters just close." Andrea flapped her hand.

"Oh, then even luckier," said Sam rolled her head to the side with an expression conveying weary envy.

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In the tuberculated lotus flower dimension. One individual who looked suspiciously like a woman sat just ahead of two brothers at the end of a long hovering holographic qualit table.

Abel glared at Cain from every ravenous tearing bite of his pizza. Cains face tried at every chance to awkwardly glimpse down into his salad in awkward attempts to ward off a visual confrontation with his younger brothers intense stares of spite.

Z rested his chin on one slender hand and swirled the wine in her glass with the other.

"Wow, you two sure are hitting it off well." Z deadpanned You don't even need to talk to one another to convey yourselves." prodded Z Sardonically.

Abels fist quivered as it clenched and slammed in front of his plate rattling it."YOU SELFISH COWARD" he hissed, "YOU COULDN'T TAKE YOUR DAMN PUNISHMENT PATIENTLY! NOW LOOK AT YOU!!"

Abel suppressed retaliating forward with frustration.

"YOU! shouldn't even be worried about this!!! why are you adamant abou-" Cain left smacking his palms apart against the top of the table shifting into a clawed hand to his chest.

"HOW!! did you get that mark!!?'' stood and gestured Abel to his curse mark with an overwhelmed glare of hidden guilt.

Cains expression froze then leered."What is your job? you are the younger brother. That is what it was. And still is!" Cain claimed in a serious stoic look of stubbornness

"Are you DENSE!!?… YOU Were WEAKER THAN I WAS!!… YOU IMBECILE!!" He yelled across to his brother."And.YOU. STILL. ARE!!'' Abel accentuated beat the table with the bottom of his fist in furious distress.

"How am I the weak one when you're the one more damaged by all of this!! Look at how you've conducted your self you narcissist!''

"Yes!" Abel agreed incredulously, "Meanwhile, I've grown while you've stayed in the same sorry state for who the shit cares how long!! And yes I killed them, I've killed them all, and again I would for this day!! I've loved every step, unlike you!! Your tone has died down all while I have lived louder!!"

Abel dropped his hands to his side then gave with a look of deepened regret and a furthering account.

"Even if I hate the noise! because I know what it's like to be silent!! Unlike you!! You call from every action like some- some despicable beggar!!" He complained in irritation, "Giving everyone a show!! Soliciting sympathy did you expect me to watch!?! as everyone else!!?" Abel shouted, his remorseful voice shrinking into unstable remorse.

"You want me dead so you can care?" Surmised Cain grimly."Is that what I am getting?'' he said with apathetic lethargy.

"Like I said all you are doing is expressing your unwarranted narcissistic whims," Cain called out.

There was silence. Then Abels' eyes widened withdrawing all withheld pain from then into a swift furious glance at Z. "Lord Azrael, please, just let us."

"Can't you see he's trying to avoid that outcome and you just want to keep fighting. But Abel stood in the same steady stare at Z.

"No,'' Z sighed as he stood." To be completely honest and fair, I knew you two would come to this outcome regardless of whatever accumulated emotion I withheld that even resembled faith."

Cain blinked in a rattled state of mind.

"Cain your curse will not fall until you perish. And Abel your minds will never rest until its accomplished its goal."

"You both are equally stubborn. That can't be an understatement because look how long it's been. Only to be resolved at my reinsertion?? I'ts nearly ridiculous."

Abel cocked his head away in shame."Well, I tried… " Abel cocked his head to the side then a nod before a stubborn glimpse at Cains expense

"Failed circumstantial attempts can only get you so far… Come you two. Your both resolving this for yourselves."

Z snapped his finger in an instant teleport of him and the brothers through subspace. The two stood behind Z in the last end of materialization. At the near edge of below the towering dim gray shelf. The ocean sprayed at the bottom of the cliff.

Zs absent left eye glowed a bright violet from deep within the never-ending constant depth of the black void within his skull. A single 4-meter wide wall of solid concrete sew into a wave of manifestation with a single steel gray door in its center.

"You two are too solve this within this reality. I will amend the aftermath to both you and it at it's climax… Cain I have reversed the unbalance caused by your curse from your Adjuster. Do not dwell like this too long or you will experience an even greater affliction from when it was before the adjustment" Z explained.

"I… I know," said Cain clenched closed his eyes behind reluctant hidden denial.

Abel passed Z, the first to open and enter from the cliff into a post-apocalyptic New York leaving it open behind for Cain. Who gave a last look back at Z as he passed the frame.

The door slammed its self shut as it clashed into its frame… Z teleported from it's front with his own conveying eyes/eye of goodbye. Turning around to walk away eyes flashing in a determined acceptance of the confusion soon to unfold

Pink and Dangerous

Sam and Iris Sat at Sundown within the Food court of the Mega Mall With its Loosely grated expansive 50-meter wide skylit roof. Andrea brought and set over a tray of burgers and nuggets separate from a drink holder.

"Here you go,"

She sat after,"I got mine coming up." she gave a slite head tilt around, look at the workers of the panda express just one. One glimpsing up and down from their behind her station and the other sneaking a passing glance behind a register.

"Oh hell yeah nuggets!" Sam picked open the box,"They're so beautiful." she said peeling off the foil of the BBQ dip on the verge of fake tears. Iris laughed brightly having to will down her food down with the help of her hand over her mouth.

"Their just nuggets." she coughed in the struggle.

"Have one and you will truly see the light!"Sam said presenting a nugget in her palm.

Andrea shook her head in an attempt to conceal laughter."ooookay?'' she thought to herself.

"So be it."Sam devoured the nugget. Giving inappropriately exaggerated moans."uuuuaaaaacgh!!!"

Iris whipped her head around in cheerful embarrassment. luckily, they only caught 5 heads turned to give 'wtf' stink eyes, especially the family with the infant in the high chair. Other than that The food court wasn't really full, given what time it was.

"The fuck?'' Iris gasped hunching over in her seat

Sam laughed "Hah!your face!"

"Because why?" asked Iris in exasperated confusion unwrapping her burger. Sam just shrugged.

"Told you I was weird." she unwrapped and bit into hers."But how are you weird?"

Sam leaned asking squinting her eyes. "And Andrea you're weird too. But only cause your hot."

"How is being hot weird?''

"No, it's only weird because you have a 50% chance of converting the opposite Sex."

Andrea gasped in her mind 'Wtf? '

"I've already done my calculations. 67% exactly."

"Calculations? you mean you can determine the estimate of someone's attractiveness?'' Asked Andrea furrowing her brow in perplexed interest.
" what a skill, eh?" Sam said taking a sip of her soda afterwards.

"Though there is an app for that. It's called Hot or Not."

Andrea cracked up under her hand. Just when the cashier at Panda Express called out Andreas order number.

"Order 56!''

"Be back, I gotta get this you two."Andrea left her seat with smiling push off the table. She walked over and conversed a while with them."

"Execute order 66!" She deepened her voice in imitation of Emperor Palpatines' voice into her empty cup.

"So, Iris you look young. Are you still in school?'' Sam asked curiously perking.

"oh, oh no. I'm not. I actually have a day off from work today." replied Iris.

"Sooo, wheres your job at?'' Sams head tilted. "Oh… I work in the military." Iris lied.

"OOh! I can fight too. I heard though, that if a comrade dies in a high-risk situation you have to leave them there? Is that really true?'' Sam asked curiously.

Iris's face nodded down. Memories of a hanging birds eye view of the helicopter. Those things slaughtering her team. She did'nt relized she was caught in the musing unknowingly presenting a blank stare of trauma.

"Woah hey!"Sam waved her hand in front of Iriss' sace attempting to snap her out of it.

"S-Sorry."

she popped out of her mind." …Yeah, your right that is what happens."

"Oh… I'm so sorry." Sam squinted."Did you lose someone that way?'' Sam asked slanting her brow with sympathy.

"Yes… "

Fuck it she'll Vent. She'll just remain conscious of her words, no one expects it to put it behind her. So far it hasn't even been working. She feels so bottled up she'd talk to Andrea, but she's moved past it as a professional. Something she hasn't done not, nor could she ever be. She should just vent to someone temporary. like Sam.

"He killed all of them." she let go, "An ally betrayed us and got them all killed. All my friends every one I knew. Gone in that blast." She confided with wavering restraint, that if broken would have led to tears. Before wondering if Sam had heard what she had said. Iris looked up through her lashes. Sam was looking off then back at Iris who was trying her damnedest not to unleash the waterworks.

"You know this is gonna sound cheesy, but in a way, aren't they kinda not gone?''

"What?" Iris looked up ."I mean in your own way your carrying them with you? I'm sure you can think of something other than what you saw in there last moments?''

Iris thought about it. She was right… and what she's saying helped.
"Thank you" Iris Smiled in faint hope.

Even though she knew she would never see Sam again after this it would be comforting knowing she would be out here. In the real world alive and safe.

"-Yeah I'll call those two and see if the can pick anything up for themselves." Andrea Speed dialed Mario and Haurker. The phone tone rang and vibrated through her hands and ears. No answer.

The sent vibrating was instead reciprocated within the vans drink holder. The vibrating phone jittering off fresh blood from its screen. Within seats sat in a van two headshot blank corpses one slanted in his seat the others head slung over the rim of the steering wheel cover. Fresh bloody splats on the dashboard and windshield streamed down in rivulets. unknown soldiers emerged from there positions and around them within there respective armored vans.

'Wait. No. We where everywhere…' Andreas blood rushed with a surge of instinct as her eyes widened.

She rushed in an urgent Charge for Iris. As orange tinted by light panels crashed from above and dropped down a 14-meter tall mech among the hovering shards onto unsuspecting dinners bending them into back-breaking contortions as they were revoltingly crushed. Sam and Iris were flung back out of there seats the table and others flipping from the tile snapping land of the machine.

54 Mechanically enhanced soldiers flooded the food court.

Iris slid landing her shoulder. While Sam dived shifting her weight into twisting flip to her feet. Andrea was knocked down halfway to both of them.

When the by obligation 7 fast food workers from the aforementioned Chinese food place armed and hoped over and around with heavy pistol fire over Andrea and Iris.

Iris covered her ears in a curl from the ricocheting bullets off the body of the Mech and The foreseen yet unexpected overwhelming fireback of the mechs minigun becoming caught in an eviscerating storm of lead at the agents to mawled mangled clumps of flesh. Shooting out the restaurants' lights in the disperse of fire.

The minigun red from near overheat. Set its calculating sights on Iris. And walked forward in cowboy stamps shadowing to a getting up on knees Iris, who stretched open her eyes in paralyzed fear. The Mech suits right u arm to swat at her. Andrea not being able to pick her self up quick enough to throw herself within the way.

then there was a blur in a supersonic bolting tile snapping dash.

Sams body wrapped around the Mech as it was flung within the Mach 4 force of a wrecking ball 30 meters into a fruit smoothie dispenser past through the back wall of a Jamba juice. Whos workers were fleeing along with the food takers and shoppers of other establishments.

Andrea only saw there a before deciding to run in front of Iris and the suits way as it stopped 10 feet away.

'No stop it… ' Iris whimpered in her mind as she clenched shut slit and watering eyes

'Don't protect me! Don't Die!'

"Iris!! RUN!!" Shrieked Andrea looking down behind her shoulder.

Arms opened apart. It was too late to put on her suit… her body would provide enough time.

But Iris hesitated at Andreas words. The premonition of the Mechs' minigun centering in front of Andrea her mind unable to function or the fathom of the result.

And the fresh lying corpses just behind her. Iris got out her Cell phone. No use it was crushed under her hips sliding impact into the ground.

But really what the fuck could she do?

She squeezed it whimpering from the cruelty of the futility issuing out more tears onto the floor of the mall. Her next hand sitting in the blood of the infant from earlier.

The mothers head rolling to a rocking stop Until it was staring up at the sky lit tunneled roof above.

The destroyed interior of a Jamba juice, and Sam who somehow was able to move ahead just in time.

She would be caught in the Mini guns fire.

Iris hopelessly rose to her feet. Swiveling around in staggering steps in her effort to flee. Tensing her jaw as she fell forward.

Andrea shut her eyes with a smile content with the anticipated fall out of the oncoming attack…

Just when beneath a stack of rubble a shifting rustle and slid off of a fast food drink dispenser in the Jamba Juice.

Pink and Dangerous part 2

A blur flew over Iris who reacted to its gusts from the following bow wave in a jerking fall. Sam bound from in front of Iris flipping and unfolding into a direct flying kick of obliterating air pressure shooting that shot out from behind the Mechs chest. The Mech flustered. Its minigun tilting up diagonally shooting a line of bullets in narrow misdirection above Andrea who covered her head as it shot out further glass installations in the ceiling. Sam flipped back landing in a kneel before pushing out a conducted unseen line cast.

She set a darting charge through the drifting down Mech fragments Sam came to a jerking halt as she yanked straight the line of her yo-yo wire before the neck of an enemy.

The wire glistening supersonically pulling out behind the necks of 10 enemys jumping off there necks in sprays of blood. The yo-yo head swung around arching swiftly and uppercutting the exposed Mech pilot shooting him a hole through the skylit roof of the mall. Sam gave a backflipping whip landing in front of the two SCP agents as the measured Mech fragments finally showered to the ground. Sam rose to her feet catching the rest of her yo-yo in her hand.

Iris watched her back in a blank gaze of shock and disbelief.

Sam darted off at an unperceivable speed snapping the ground soldiers were found shooting among themselves at Sams subsonic form helicoptered windmilling like a spinning top flips zig-zaggingly bisecting the heads of 7 men on her way to a last one in a springing bound twisting out a kick through his core.

Her heel knocking air pressure through his sternum knocking his heart concussively into the head of another soldier. Twisting and re-twisting out a kick upside the heads of two armed men blowing out generous chunks of there heads. She sprung butterfly kicking and replaying the same sequence to another 5 soldiers. Sam leaping amidst and slid hip drifting into a heel swinging rotating windmill tearing into the waists of 7 soldiers.

The bodies fell like down behind Sam. Who bounded on one leg of into the headspace of the crowns of 10 soldiers supersonically twisting there necks like wrung towels heads flipping off them leaving contorting necks twisting collectively landing her wrists. 30 more stood in way and fired Sam lunged flying on a knee with low fierce serious glare reeling a thrusting bent arm.

Pink sparks of her knuckles shot forth a bursting straight column of Air with the force of 700,000 joules. Completely obliterating the men in the front entrance of the Food court causing a wave of shattering roof glass roof panes behind just above her from a lesser shock wave. The unrelenting blast cookie cutting shooting through entire parking lots leading to a Walmart 100 meters away.

Remaining residual glass shards floated down off the rivets of the windows as Sam sprinted outside into the parking lot stopping on a pivoting abduction as she made for Mario and Haukers van. She tossed Mario out behind her and entered the drivers' seat switching on the ignition. She raced the van off the curve drifting it into a curving swerve down a remaining. She ran the van through the loose and dangling entrance doors of the Food court.

The soldier knocked out in the head via heart removal rose to his feet only to fly and roll off the top of the van in a hit and Run the van jolted on a tile den as it rushed to the agents. Sams rear slid off the rim of the seats bottom slightly as she slammed her friction burned blood tinted dress shoe into the breaks. The Van pulled up perfectly beside Iris and Andrea.

Iris was completely gobsmacked. Andrea, however, was on edge. She was a bixbie she just-

Sam honked frantically rattling Andrea who was closer to van ears. She was barely visible behind Haurkers corpse from the passenger sides view in the window.

"Hurry up an get in, And drive- I can't reach the breaks!" called Sam.

Iris thought what the fuck? and this wouldn't be the last time.

"Who Sent you?!" Andrea yelled in an on edge question. "My teacher Mr.Z. He said he wanted to make sure you were Safe."

Sam exited the drivers' side and slid open the door on the Vans' side. "Hurry and call your foundation and let's leave before more from where ever the hell shows up," Said Sam looking over her shoulder, one leg and step inside the Van.

She was right. caution to the wind Andrea walked over and opened the passenger side door and shoved Haukers corpse out. "Get in Iris," Andrea ordered with a sharp tone.

Sam closed the back door. And Iris cautiously entered riding shotgun to Andrea.

Sam sat in the back as Andrea drove the van out of the food court crushing in the skull of a dead enemy… with his entrails spilled over the hand of another.

Cain vs Abel

Abel and Cain stood in facing each other in suspended silence. An avenue of desolation down a path. Above a still raveling gray sky blew in the taste of radiated ash and gray flakes of dust. Dead leaves rustled along the ground and rested in drifts against the cracked and droughted asphalt. The two brothers stood facing one another in the empty, evening cold.

Cain took on nervous expression an evanescent from Abel. Now shooting him a vicious look racing forward to tearing out a blade from the void for a furious confrontation.

Abel tossed and turned out wide angled slashes against Cains reflexed swinging wrists. Cain saw his palms catching and hosting smattering sparks as his Arms shoved Abels swords swings out of his range, then hurled a spinning back kick into Abels' gut launching him out of the grip of his blade into a spiral and rotating back push up onto sliding feet. His Feet skidding as he re-rotated in reverse and darted closing the 17-meter distance between him and Cain,

Abel pushed forward bounding into a sloppy wolf jump swiping out a clawed-serrated Black blade from behind his back within an air tearing wave directly clanking into Cains high guard. The ground bowled into crater beneath Cains flying knee flipping feet. Cains toes clashing in sparks flailing Abels blade air born catching sparks beneath Cains heel.

Abel steered and spun out from behind his back a 7-foot Halberd whirling jet of rapid jabs to Cains abdomen. Cain Drew back tilting in parrying back before springing out of a wide overhead corkscrew slash from the blades range.

The rust coated parallel parked lemons now rose rolling and floating away expeditiously as swathes of serrated shock-waves tore hypersonic obliteration down blocks of scrapers. Blowing in and out shattering glass from and filled frames and seams, shards and destitute vehicles flushing out in the after gust.

Abel sprinted sprung down 2 blocks and bounded replacing his halberd twisting whipping out a flicking wrist and arm in Cain in a pivoting sprint flew down 7 blocks back hopping and flipping through a dive bombing storm of long blades who swarmed collectively down upon him like a jetting frenzy of angry wasps. Stabbing through the faded Asphalt behind Cain. Air pushing evasive feet gliding a curving turn in re-route down another Avenue with a

Vigilantly staring down to the end of his cleared path up to a traffic cross-section Cain at last second reclining into a arched back push up under Abels blade that narrowly scraped up sparks against the back of Cains' knee in a sound of screeching metal. The same leg of the knee whipped around in two concussive circular rotations straight into the side of Abels'. Cain waved his legs back onto his feet. Abel flew down the left street rolling and skiddinf into a skin shredding asphalt tearing line, free falling face flat belly flopping on his side to the foot of a mummified corpse causing it the cave into ashes.

Cains heel dropping a glow off the tip of his prosthetic toes. An inspired outreaching surge of tangled plasma infused nature. Abels back seeped blood as it restitched it's bleeding open muscle sinews on his arms as he charged with renewed blades weaving through the dense branches .Vaulting feet first cutting around himself in multi-directional sweeps and swipes. Meeting Cain off a dismounting hand twisting out a bridge-kick bursting through the blue plasma laced thicket.

Cain shot into skidding off the top of the fountain into demolishing before rolling on his side metallic scraping off the linoleum of a disheveled grand central station from his mechanical implants. Abel touched down in crouching land under the fountain crushing dust liftinging rise of himself.

Cain struggled to bring himself up. and forearm grimacing from the lift before jolting back down halfway on the bottom of the fist.

Abel paced forward slowly in steady gait. A red glow rising up him in an inclosing influx within his tattoo's. The flaring red light his steps

Expelling shuddering breaths through his teeth he attempted to. Abel loomed over with a final step. His tattoos glow doing in his figure. Abel in a swift curling back reach of his Arm diagonally swiped out a blade from his black void. Its self whisping and flaring with an ardent red flow as it swung down a diagonal red streak of light.

It was galed back by a surging blue glow. Waving ribbons of splitting blue aura washed around Abels silhouette as an asudden uprising force lifted his blade the respective blue and red energy licking and blending together to form purple upon Cains quivering-tightening its grip. An unaware surge of vein igniting hatred flared rushing from Abels' arm to his fingertips as he attempted to force and will his blade down harder against Cains lifting palm.

Cains arm rose regardless. Clenching digits rattling up the blade with frantic roots of enveloping electricity. A blue flashing gale Blew out and gutted the station . Abel hopped back and now 50 meters away wounds filling in ploddingly from 3rd-degree burns.

Cain stood at the end of the distance glowing from the recessed designs to his implants joints . his eyes flickered in a pale blue glow of his tense forbidding stare. Scattered dotting blue flames climbed and among the rubble of the wiped away foundation of the former station.

Abel in glee reignited his glow into laughing

Cain closed in lunging a grip into Abels' chest blasting him off with a blue sunbursting shock-wave of plasma. Nearby worn panes of cars and establishments rattled and shattered. Abel shot through 4 skyscrapers before becoming the first to be pelted by debrisi fragments as he dived in reverse of his flight In a red sonic steak of light jettisoning into a larynx crushing lariat from Cain being shot back on his course.

Abels body flew through 5 floors worth of 56 story office buildings his shape contorted onto a cranes cable swinging counter balancing with it like a vine up atop an unfinished building. Cain

Abel mouthed as his limbs snapped back re contorting while back blood gushing from his jagged lacerations restitched themselves around exposed rib and chest cavity. Muscle fibers rewraping his exposed spine.

Abel wiped away the blood from beneath his nose with the back of his hand

Abels glow rayed and flared up waving his blade hurling growing crescent red swathes from flickering rapid fire swings. Cain watched 5 scrapers erupt in a row of exploding severed tops. Abel flying kicked Cain in the midst of his distraction sending him flying landing among the eruption of ragged airmailed chunks.

Cain bounded and sprung from each one by one Abel recreating his path with added coordinated grating rising and crossing slashes. Cain tossed his weight around casting a large electric whip of respective light streak racing ahead of Abels who shot through the center of the
winding whip meeting him with his blade only to pass Cain cheek as he spun abducting from a twisting full tilt of his abdomen. Abel hit the tip of the empire state the flung weight splitting himself in half, the threadbared split refilling and sealing him. Abel shot down diagonally to the end of Times Square Pressure under his couched feet landing pressuring and pushing the ground forming a crater of personal impact.

Cain dropped in ground cracking imprints with his feet before enveloping the area in a closing dome of plasma endowed tangled roots. Abels revulsing expression lit up indigo as it concaved into a colossal blooming beam rolling away rings of the layered gray clouds above.

Abel dodged 4 more elecrticty charged city eating domes regrowing his severed half in a flying twirl casting further arched red slashes of energy combing into the red and blue flashes of obliterating devastation to 2/4 of New York citys faded sky line.

Untill both spilt to seperate shores of the large Algae coated lake within the heart of centrual park.

The Two brothers charged. One emitting raging battle cry the other in a locked determined motivation.

An eye straining mixed dome purple red and blue collective energy swelled and pushed eraseing skyscrapers traveling and devouring the Brooklyn Bridge. Enveloping Long island.

The dome of energy rose on the New York state map. The mixed center purple and blue and red-edged rippling shock waving pulse of wavelets swelling off mountains and rolling away oceans in a surging wave of evaporation.

Earth reacting in return with a Hadeon layer of burning earth rolling the oceans into evaporation and swelling off mountains into disintegration.

An eradication now wrapping halfway to the other half of Russia.

Silence waned, remaining personnel on the moon ran too the gander from there glass domed security through pressed hands and reflected through hopeful eyes. There once home rendered to a pre-life existence.

Apprehension

At an undisclosed site, a monitor detected activity within a Chamber. The chamber holding Abels cube flooding mechanism mysteriously became jammed. Inciting urgent responses from the monitoring staff who know who had returned. Yet the cause of the flooding mechanism jam was not recognized by the instruments as well as Z's teleporting entrance…

Who then casually walked up to the door of the cube giving it a light knock.

"Oi! Abel-" he called into the cube intending the expected response.

Suddenly agonizing pained cries could be heard inside. Z simply stepped to the side of a hysterical Abels exit from the Cube. He fell on his hands and knees in inconsolable sobs.

"I know, it's okay buddy." He consoled. But he knew it was pointless he just wanted to. Abel on the other hand who dropped upon his side in a deranged curl of crying laughter.

"ok. I'm just gonna do my thing over here while your minds re-calibrate themselves," he said nonchalantly. Not adjusting his tone above Abels articulated cackled wails.

Z reached out and expanded the chamber with an outstretched cast of his arm to the sidewall enough to fit an extra Abel cube. That said Abel still spazzing out. Z then walked to the center of the newly created space and got out a white puck with a hexagonal cut then tossed it on the ground. It hovered behind Z as he walked back and expanded into one large white 2-foot white Hexagonal plate that projected schematics for the interior and interior of a Hexagonal plated pod.

Mobile task Force members mobilized down the rising spaced thick titanium doors of the killing corridor. Sequencing a planned detonation of applied thermite bombs to their side of the reinforced steel door.

Abel broke from his dying down wails.
The attempts alerting a vicious glare from Abel and a look from Z of calculated composure. He stepped forward whipping out jagged edged black blades from the void behind his waist and across his chest.

"At ease do not engage them, Abel." Ordered Z calmly as the Schematics formed the pod in crawling downloading materialization.

Projected schematics of 4-meter spherical Pod with spaced conjoining White two-foot hexagonal plates around its perimeter. A glazed glass orb concealed the interior diameter from between the gaps in the hexagonal plates, a blue door of nontransparent plasma grew a holographic dial of unknown but implied glyphic numbers.

"CLEAR!" Shouted an MTF member as the steel door was blown to Abels' feet and Z tapped in the corresponding unlocking number for Cains pod. The task force members stormed the chamber with vigilant hanging swings of their guns. As the plasma door dissolved into dispersing particles they took aim at Z and Abel.

Who now couldn't hold back jumping in front of gun rotating his blade between his fingers rapidly like a baton across his chest his blade deflecting fire from Z.

"Abel that counter was unnecessary I would have just let them fly through."

"What the hell is that!?'' said one member as the spotted the pod. Cain jerked at there presence within response to the urgent order. While Z saw this as a reference to himself for some reason.

"Well, that's rude… ." Z raising his arms halfway pushing in his scrunching bottom lip.

Cain stepped down from the pod. His curse mark now faded into a lighter tone of his skin. Having heard the commotion from outside he rushed to Z's defense.

"Stop it!! do not shoot!" Cain waved his arms intersecting in front of himself with an offensive part of his legs in front of Z and beside Abel

"They already have'' Abel leered in annoyance at his older brother. "That pod cannot be as insulated as your stupidity, I am allowed to differ on that, however," he smirked.

"Don't shoot again!" Corrected Cain sharply.

Abel gave an eye-rolling evident groan.

" Turn yourselves in." said Z passing between them his hands still half raised."Yeah… fuck it give up take me in." he surrendered to the agents.

Abel reluctantly disarmed himself. Sinking from his stance.

"Lord Azrael they-" Cain said unfinished stuck between surrender and protecting the other two

"What did I tell you?" Z glimpsed back over at from Cain as he walked further up to the task force.

"Don't move!!" cried one."Fuck it just said take me in." Z Impatiently repeated. Wondering at this point if they were even used to this situation with this execution.

"We'll take you in when we say we will!" cried one member.

''Are you all retarded?'' Z insulted as he squinted in denial of what he had actually just heard.

Followed a strike upside the back of his head from the back of the gun of one officer. Then pinned down by 3 other members who applied telekill cuffs to his wrists.

The same procedure was then applied to Cain and Abel. With Cain spared from the blunt force trauma to the skull.

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Three days later elsewhere within Site 19, Senior Researcher Moose had gotten wind of Scp 073 and Scp 076-2s' recapture. There Scp 076-1 and the currently now under testing pod were sent. But that didn't preoccupy her mind as much as the other unknown object encountered, despite the other two had their Cases archived. This one she knew couldn't be. Oh, oh no, In fact, she had been briefed on this one the moment she was re-stationed as a director for operations at Site 19 by one himself. Anything regarding this thing was to be dragged through the 05 council for vetting.

Moose entered a testing session. Behind a pane of glass, a D-Class was attempting to interact with an instance of Scp-617 found by the 17 meter of still unexcavated pile outside.

"Any reaction?" she asked the watching researchers.

"No. This instance of 617 isn't responding like the others. Maybe it was deactivated somehow in the blast 9 years back?'' hypothesized one of them.

"Mark it down as neutralized. Then seal it in storage," she ordered striding out with a clipboard swaddled against her chest.

This should've been her warning sign… Now she just needed to perform tests on the two she had received automatically three days before. As for the other one, she would have a Special operative from the affected task force come in and take a look. I'm being Obligated by One himself…

Adams entered Clefs office post incident. So she wasn't as done up as she would be. She was still on an investigation into who their attackers were. She looked into it she speculated that it may be

"Geez, it was only three days ago," Clef remarked. Of course, he would.

"Regarding the female, we acquired-"

"Yup. Sent to 77. Heard she was cute no wonder they moved her past me. But you know what didn't? The thing that took the murder brothers." Clef reclined in his chair.

''Oh and now they want me to work.'' he chuckled at the irony."Oh if I could show you the shit on my screen about what they reeled in,"

"You don't have to urge me. I know your resume personally."

"Or so you thought. You see two beings can coexist." he raised his hand in philosophical mention. Andrea was not even wondering why.

"But a devil is never supposed to meet an adversary on the opposing side. That's really all I can say about this shit right here.''

Clef flicked his knuckles against his monitor with an intoxicating grin having crept up the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, and that a devils cunning rarely works well hand and hand with an angels conscience."

Seriously not now I'm tired she thought to herself."What relevance does that have it's just another reality bender right?'' Andrea said arching an otherwise perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

"It's nothing. Yet everything. that's why I'm going." he said in response.

Andrea looked off to the side too tired for his cryptic shit.

"Can I go now?''

"Not at least gonna say goodbye?''

The doors gap filled as it closed. With Andrea already out of his line of sight.

Then no noise at all

"…" Clef looked at his screen one more time he gave a serene grin as the eyelid on his head flipped open.

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Within a forest clearing canopied by the dressed arms of trees lay a tan small 11-year old girl lying within the cast through gaps of sunlight. Her head nestled in rest against the mane of a lion. She woke stretching her arms and rubbing her eyes. She looked around, then stood her head in a focus of only one direction of the trees. Waiting patiently, till nightfall. Where she layed again against her large cats' mane.

By the next morning, the small girl traveled aback her giant cat through rain and dessert. Making it to the plaza of an ancient homesteads citadel. head swinging and ducking in search. Her eyes and her self was only to be drawn by a gathered crowd staring at the top of a tall banner hoisting pole.

Making a nod up to the top. Her eyes sank in horror and steadied the sight above with wincing and shaking in disbelief. She drew back staggering on her feet before finally tripping over her ankle onto her rear.

Up above sat the head of a dreadlocked man face still frozen in the final peaceful moments of final departure. Head propped onto the poles end with coagulated blood still glistening down in lines of rivulets. The breeze tugging on his hair. The girl scrambled to her feet racing down from where she came.

Within a drape drawn brothel decored with a mirror stood the girl at a vanity digesting the eloquently written contents on a note of parchment. Nodding in her chin she looked like she was going to cry. Until she heard the brushing steps of a tall presence stopping behind her. She gathered her tears and ran past him with a pressing palm over her eyes and hysterically downtrodden expression.

She passed by, nudging and leaving the tattooed warrior through her swift sprint out of the brothels draped entrance. His gray eyes shutting from regarding the little girl.

The girl rode back on her Lion with tears no longer to withdrawal. She and her cat sped through the forest clearing, her lion galloping through the attention fixed section of forest from earlier.

She wacked open the door to a clay domicile with burning eyes and her fist. Then began waving through and knocking down pottery with swings of her wrists sobbing from the ends of her eyes the drips mixing with the shattered shards below as she dropped on her knees. She hunched in mewls of pain. Holding a tightened fist to her core coating it in her tears.

When among the pottery she spotted from her leaking slit eyes the glistening rim of a coin under a fragment of pottery she slid it out then pinched the trinket up to her face.

It was an owl with an olive between its beak…

Sam woke up sitting up within her cell the far beam of light of the door opening casting light over her face.

The Devil and The Angel

Z Sat in another room this one a containment cell. He laid in his wire barred bed napping. Just when the door slid open. Two mobile task force Agents stepped in the door.

Z sat up unencumbered by previous rest. " Thanks for showing up."Z said in weary relief

" I took 5 naps already hoping you would." Said Z with friendly patience.

Z waited within a telekill reinforced interrogation cell. When Clef ambled in he took a seat across from Z. " So your really not going to do anything?"

"Oh hello, no actually. I really don't see the point. I am also not as powerful as you make me out to be. To be honest I'm as weak as I've ever been. Also, random over the top displays of power are pretty well, really not my thing."

"then what is your thing?'' Clef sat folding his ankles on top of the table.

"Like, I could fart out another universe but that would make things stink and I don't think you want to be in that situation."

"I'm not sure z rubbed his chin. what would you like for me to pull from the deepest reaches of my ass?"Z asked asking for suggestion.

"The fuck?"

"Oh so now I'm the elephant in the room. don't go flaunting your one to many eyes you greedy bastard. I'm feeling inadequate."

"Hah, yeah you are missing an eye. whats the story with that?"

"oh this," Z gave a short jerk up of his shoulders, "Just a lesson. It was sad really… took me to learn from my mistakes to make any corrections. I'm still not even taking it to heart."

"You know people stamp no regrets, no regerts or whatever on their arm… I just wanna tell them they'll just make the same stupid mistakes over again, never changing from the person they will soon currently grow to hate. I gotta cycle going through. Where they gotta learn ironically from their own mishaps."

He said spawning out a nail filer and scraping around the edges of his oddly well-manicured violet painted fingernails. Clef listened Attentively.

"God, I'm such a dick." Z said mournfully hand suspending his forehead.

" Experience I think really is a better teacher than I am. They depend on you too much. They really will never find their place."

Clefs head recoiled back. He side glanced away averting his gaze to the wall."huh, yeah…?"

"Why? that look?" Z pointed out.

Clef shrugged "Meh." Clef crossed his legs. Glancing back at Z " You just sound like a regretful parent. So was that your relationship to Abel?"

"Yes. they stuck out, out of all the abhorrent choices I've executed. It wasn't just Abel. Both brothers."

"Since what Age?"

"Since they were born, Eve had her Hands full with practically herself and Adam didn't even want to try. Whenever one acted up they would kick them out and let them wander to me."

"How did they act?" Clef questioned. "Like kids? Seriously, their father reacted like he had never met a child before; they were just running around. For maybe days around and inside my place. I didn't mind sometimes I would take them to work. All three jobs if I could." Z said in nostalgia.

"I'm happy I could provide Cain with some good experiences, pretending to be me. Abel his little bodyguard. It was precious. Just walking around the prison shouting orders threatening to sentence them to death 1,000 times. While Cain would sit at a makeshift desk in my office. You couldn't go in there without seeing those two." Z gushed like a grandmother recollecting her children or grandchildren.

Clef gave a musical laugh. What the hell? This guy was way too into raising two brats who weren't his own. It was kinda admirable if not ridiculous.

"how long would they stay with you?"

"First 4 years of life, they may have stayed for months until they were 15. Eve eventually just ended it when they were 8. I hated leaving them with Adam but he begged for another chance. And every time the two would return Abel had signs of trauma. Random bouts of rage, he would lash out at anything. And Cain just became withdrawn he would just stare into space and not speak. Then the visits stopped me and their father had a Clash of Ideals. I had trouble keeping that Megalomaniac from attacking neighboring civilizations."

"like who?"

"You know those bigfoot? He attacked to spite me, wiped them nearly out when a former subordinate didn't get the memo that we weren't supposed to be too involved with humanity They eventually did steal a tower and wiped their memories after. They put themselves back to primitive times."

"Why? The man upstairs held you to close to his standards?"Clef asked

Z sighed deeply "hit it right on the nose I was only an Ascended master for the midwayers, The children of the night. I was by no means even supposed to interact with Adams 'mankind'.But I did. I had to. What did they think- I could only Aid them if they consented since they were not my jurisdiction. And before the war with the Farians, when they denied me access there was nothing I could do. Adam had slandered humanity again and I had lost jurisdiction of my mortal race. It Pained me, but I could until Cain began visiting alone, he seemed lively."

"Just Cain? No Abel?" Clef asked.

Z shook his head ploddingly."When I asked Cain, he said Simply that Abel had no interest in visiting me."

"And what did that make you believe?"

"That if Cain was with me. Abel was with him and that I didn't like it. You could just smell the radiating bullshit." said Z.

"And your next action was?" Clef asked,

"I would visit him. And low and behold the bullshit. A pit of cold salt water and sea snakes for fucking losing to his grown 7 foot giant of a father. You would not believe the— you could say I was upset. I was, ready to end it, that man right then and there. But could only watch his back as he turned on me and the boy. I then got the boy out." Z raised a finger happily.

"And then?"

there was a moment of silence before Z relayed a look of self-hatred under the brow of his one good eye.

"Well… you see Clef. I did get him out, then that I learned the truth. Apparently, Adam was picking an Heir. It was supposed to be Cain. I just wished maybe Abel wanted to backstab his brother to attain power." Zs tone became unstable, closing his fists on his knees with an unhinged smirk of regret,

" Oh, How I regret my opinions and was even more pleased by his reason. You see Abel had noticed that throughout his fathers' tribulations against them both that only he would remain conscious. As for Cain, he would simply black out into autonomy, obeying methodically. So he proposed to his father that maybe only one should rule beside him. This ended in Adam focusing his efforts on Abel, but behind Cains' back officially making him his true heir. Abel inherently knew that Cain would have stepped in, should he of heard that Abel was attempting to protect him."

"…"

"So, Abel rejected my offer to bring him to live with me. Cains visits frequented. He told me how Abels reaction to him became more and more hostile… he had become, distant… Abels not attracted to killing, his efforts wielded purpose beyond that of just blind rage. And Cains guilt ran deeper than the roots he withered beneath his feet."

"Moral mind? you also seem to have a clear view of how both there heads work care to enlighten?" said Clef smiled folding out his hand with a grin.

"Abel has two minds" Z Answered. "Two what? and how does that work?" Clef asked further with renewed confusion.

"Abel is still Abel with both. There are no alter egos or separate personalities. Just separate people who are both himself." Z saw Clefs dazed confused look.

"Ok, your confused let's think of his two minds like a spectrum,

"On the left end of the spectrum Abel could move to himself into his morally sound mind. While on the left he could utilize his immoral mind. While the middle is a balance between both. It is his base area of dual cognitive function."

"So, we just have Able with sociopathy in one mind, and Abel with what in the other??"

"He has full empathy in that one, being… he maybe a little autistic-" Z put simply. "Don't you get it? Its like bipolar disorder, with conjoining symptoms. For example, he will still want to kill you out of rage, and just might, not if there is a deep established connection. He's much more negotiable with now, but still stubborn. He may enjoy killing you but he holds no attraction to it. He can now switch between his immoral mind and moral mind with relative ease."

"Fucking hell?" Clef said perplexed.

"The rage states during your testings where a result of frustration on his moral mind, he had an inability to separate himself from his Immoral mind, as a result, he raged about," Z explained.

"Then how would you explain his weapon things coming out of nowhere?"

Z separated his face. Head rising from a dropping hand,"Ok I can tell you after I finish my story otherwise nothing will make sense. Is that okay?"

"Go ahead."

"Okay so I leave the brothers alone however through my endeavors I had learned something, This got me recalled from earth. I will explain what that is later. Anyhow they were not happy and attempted to seal me away to keep my mouth shut, remember that these are supposed to be the good guys. My kind. However, when push came to shove they didn't last very long… no, they actually died. Even God."

"You killed God? Then what the hell is 343?"Clef asked.

"Oh, he's still god. Just not the him that I served under."

"Could you elaborate?" Clef rolled his hand.

"Ok, God is multiple minds as well. Yet all the same individual. He is the upholder of all of reality. God is taught to exist in a Trinity of three perfectly individualized persons who are co-equal: God the Father, God the Son, and God the Spirit. These persons are referred to by additional titles, primarily as the "Universal Father," "Eternal Son," and "Infinite Spirit."While stating that the concept of one God in three persons is difficult to fully understand, says that the idea… in no manner violates the truth of the divine unity. The three personalities of Paradise Deity are, in all universe reality reactions and in all creature relations, as one. That is Scp-343."

Z folded his hands atop each other atop his knee after crossing legs with the slight bearing of a supermodel.

" However The Father, Son, and Spirit are considered "existential" persons of Deity, those in existence are the eternal past to the eternal future. In addition, three persons of Deity are described as "experiential", or incomplete and in the process of actualizing: God the Supreme; God the Ultimate; and God the Absolute. Of these three, God the Supreme, or 'the Supreme Being,' is given the most explanation, as the person of Deity evolving in time and space to unify finite reality and the infinite. In other words that would be me now. The persons of God the Ultimate and God the Absolute are considered to be the most remote from the possibility of comprehension. Trust me I couldn't explain those tiers in any other simpler fashion."

"Then which god where you serving under?"Clef asked.

"The Supreme but that really doesn't mean anything under the likes of us, doesn't it?" Z propped his cheek against his knuckles in a lissome smile.

"All we are is glorified mortals, People who can't even function as regular humans, Let alone tools."

" But I digress" he lowered his knuckles," Long story short I was able to become the Supreme being by default due to my inherit Personas. It doesn't mean much. Wasn't even that hard really. It just made the others scared of me and try to kill me."

Clef simply stared blankly "The Supreme being? what does that mean? And who tried to kill you?"

"Anything literally, Anything." Z shrugged casually. "Anything?" Clef asked sardonically."What do you mean Anything?"

"Also nothing."

"Because that's the Nature of Infinity?"

Clef just stared once more.

"To cryptic? Oh, are you Fucking serious Clef? C'mon you've known this. So, it won't make any of what I say next anything groundbreaking." Z said wanting a reciprocation of understanding from Clef showing his hands. Dipping his arms into crossing from thereafter.

"We both Care. Don't we?" Z coaxed winking, lifting a slanting finger." At the end of the day that's all we can do to preserve who we are. Lest we lose our selves in this cruel game of blinding reality."

"As long as we know that, whats wrong with pushing for an extra mile? We are in no way the same however so there is that separation? That should be enough comfort. Just don't let that get to you. Trust me, you'll feel better off as nothing at all."

"Care? one of those boys you raised died in, uh, what exactly happened?''

"Oh, I had to release Cain from his curse. I ended destroying the world too. Well, not this one. Okay maybe not-" Z attempted to articulate. "Which one was it?" he asked into the air.

Clef just sat in his seat. Eyes shadowed by his hat as he smiled with chilling affirmation at the ground.

"I was able to enter this room. You know I expected them too put up an Angle? But, this? This was way too straightforward. Did you know I just walked in here expecting to put a bullet in your Damn head? Nobody said no. In fact, as heavily guarded as you were, I was allowed access not even 30 minutes of sending in my request." Said Clef, his grin stretching to his ears.

"You should get on it then, or they'll think you lied. Wait, fuck! Didn't you? What a surprise!!" he smiled brightly flashing open his hands.

"You got me caught Zero. Don't know what to do with you."Clef said pulling out a recorder,"bet this thing didn't even pick up a thing…"

"Zero? No, I'm not Zero. You, sir, must be higher than a kite." Z flipped his hand under and back over checking the deep violet nail polish on his nails.

"Shit, it's starting to chip."

"Wow, You're a fucking troll.."Clef said in reminding surprise.

"But I am God."

" No, your name is Azrael your Death. Also, you killed God you can't be an Angel at the same time too-"

"Come now Clef your one to talk, Really? I can't lie to you. Oh and also, what is your god but a catalyst for contemplated understanding. Even your own Science will one day become a primitive solution for human experience. Just like Death.

"But why? will we ever know? Also, could you get me out of here?" Z said with a cheeky smug face.

"But Zero? weren't you gonna explain something?"

"I don't feel like it anymore." He stretched leaning an arm over his head. "Come back tomorrow. And bring a TV on a cart with the latest episode of Duck Tales. I only like the theme song so don't bother showing me the episode, okay?''

"what if I want to watch the episode?"

"…why would you want to go and do that?"

"Your right I don't even like Duck Tales."

"Normie."

"Oh fuck off!!" Clef raged suddenly flipping out his shotgun.

A gunshot rang throughout the interrogation cell as clef randomly pulled out his shotgun from under his coat Z's brains splatted on the wall behind.

___

Z returned back into the interrogation Cell with a fruit plate of Melon.

"Hey, I thought you might need something nutritious to keep up your healthy physique, so I brought you some fruit." Z said thoughtfully.

when suddenly the duck tales theme song played

a brief look of annoyance crossed onto Z's face as he lingered on the open laptop Clefs finger fresh off of play but Z's expression bounced back immediately after. He gave Clef a smile.

"Wow, now you look like someone who wanted to hear the theme song," Clef said.

"No, on the contrary, I'm rather pissed," Z replied concealing his dissatisfaction with a kind smile.

"I also watched the entire episode, so what fruit did you bring?" he peered over at the plate. Fresh honeydew and cantaloupe sat on the plate.

"The fuck is this?''

"Well,you ungrateful ass its melon"

"Wow, your an actual asshole," Clef remarked in pleasant surprise.

" Why should that come as any surprise? What really is the difference between us other than our perceived purpose? Perceived appearance, or perceived actions? Clef really? When was the last time you compared yourself to someone else? "

"Why the fuck would I do that?"

"Because you clearly haven't coined the term self-reflection."

"Heh, look at yourself."

"I can't sorry, too much make up. Like your self perhaps one day we can peel these masks off together." Said Z in a playfully soothing yet sardonic tone.

"Do you enjoy making people hate you?''

"Subjectively hate in my view has to surface from any salvageable love. How can you tell what even is pure hatred without it? I mean come on Clef that's the joke I'm spinning around here there is no true pure hatred! Unless? you believe otherwise? In that case, that point may just be moot and explaining my sense of humor just went draining down the deepest orphace perceptibly mentioned in the mortal race of humanity."

"We need to get you a shrink. I would get one buuuut… "

"And what makes you think it would be any more serviceable to me you dumb ass"."

"I don't."

"You know I think we're getting along just great. Don't you?" Z clasped his hands with a bright friendly smile creeping on his face. "In fact, I would say there's so much more room to grow."

"Same here I think we're getting along fairly well, hey are you single?''

" No sorry," Z said folding his hands against his chest," This just isn't working out. It's not you It's me I have some very bottom of the barrel scrapingly low standards to contend with and I just can't raise them just for you."

"The fuck are you doing?''

Z's eyes went hard "Trying to say I fucking hate your guts on any fine china it may or will be ever, presented to me upon." Z said snapping back to his originally innocent demeanor.

"What the fuck are you doing?''

Z's eyes went hard.

"My best. But it really is never enough. Count your miracles, not your blessings Clef. As few as they may be, they will make all the difference in the world to the failures like us."

He said content yet determined,"Then again I really can't tell you anything you don't already know, can I? So, what good will the advice come out to now… *sigh* you know what I tried this is where we are. And it's up to you all regardless of my influence on whether or not you all will come out of this with still even an ounce of humanity left."

"Not gonna step in? we could all die you know."

"Or you could all live. Should I just rob you of an alternate option just because one less favorable exists? If you all want to drop to your knees in hopeless self-abandonment be my guest. But, do not expect me to be down there with you telling you it could be better by then. If you all wish to exist you better damn be willing to prove it."

He stood eyes lingering on Clef with an unyielding smirk of motivation. The empty socket casting a dim yet fierce violet glow as If the other eye still existed regardless of its absence.

" Fine by me. Just don't fuck up."

Z chuckled musically into a sigh.

"Ok, Asshole."

The Warrior and the Machine

Sophia Light sat in a helicopter on her way to a site that from what she knew did'nt have a on site Aerial field. The incomprehensible proposal of Clef and Her suggested by Moose had gotten through. The outcome of the O-5 council stumped her.

[Support: Two, Three, Four, Nine, Ten, One, Thirteen.]

[0ppose: Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Eleven, Twelve.]

[Abstain: three.]

Even one and thirteen??

The support was received oddly well… they haven't even built a solid case on the object. They haven't even classified it. No actually, they have it is just too high of clearance. No clearance didn't even exist for this thing. However, from prior experience, and by the 05's info cover, it's classification was evident. This thing was Thaumiel. No doubt about it. In other words, its true class was to be a communal neglect in briefings. But what would they even brief? what can this thing so that they would know without any definitive documentation prior to its acquisition? Pacifying 0-76-2? Cains new Pod?

Oh and her new idea. And 0-76-2. Holy hell is everyone gonna riot. Reconsidering that thing for Alpha 9. Is the shot worth it? It's hit or miss but we'll have to prove we can aim… we'll re-evaluate 0-76-2 and try not to make the results sound like a joke. We also can't make them see for themselves… or can we?

We'll just have to ask SCP-2718 himself…

_

Cain sat calmly beside Abel within an observation room. Cain held patience

Amicably. Better than Abel who was sitting cheek propped in his hand knee shaking anxiously with irritation.

"How long do they intend on regarding us?!" Abel vented in the perceived tone.

"These odious fools act as if they have never seen two brothers argue!! Has Lord Azrael explained to them yet?!!"Able complained loudly in Sumerian.

"Brother," Cain began to softly reiterated in a similar tongue.

" I believe Lord Azrael now goes by 'Z'. Two things for sure and one thing for certain they are Apprehensive given your record. Furthermore, your presence with me is very inconsistent with prior events you have displayed. "

"I am Mortal!" Abel yelled in Edenian in frustration. "Why do they act as if they cannot comprehend!? Brother this is why I loathe these ones!! They are unsheared sheep!!" Abel Ranted up in arms.

"They can not take anyone on themselves! They have all these things that would help but no! All for not!! Lord Azrael for example!! what do they plan? What class will they portray him?" Abels tone deeply mocked." KETER?!EUCLIDy!? SAFE!!?"

"Well, First of all, brother it is described as Euclid" Cain corrected politely in Edenian.

"I COULD GIVE FUCK ALL WHAT IT IS CALLED!!," Abel boomed in Sumerian."It is only proof of their inconsistency!! at least I was spontaneous!!"

"Abel, your still the same you are still tripping over your self."

"Shut the hell up, Cain! you were a walking dead man and even now still too stubborn to die."

"Anyway, they need each other too much" Abel Crossed his arms. "If they keep to their platitudes! they will only be crushed!"

Cain laughed hard bent clenching his sides in his chair."Brother calm down."

"I want pizza…" Abel said looking off to the sealed steel door, distressed and annoyed.

Abel then proceeded to toss a manifested knife into the observation glass pane. Half of the shaft sticking through creating a web of cracks "You All! I crave food! prepare a feast!"

Cain facepalmed with a groaning grip on his face.

"Brother that is not how they will respond!!" Cain exasperated visibly anxious.

"It had worked before, with amazing results."Abel argued nodding encouragingly

"Abel talk. Use your words" Cain sunk into his hand.

"I am not wanting to speak I have enough already." Said Abel stubbornly crossing his arms cocking his head to the side.

"They are going to subjugate you now." Cain warned coaxingly.

However, the researchers within didn't not yet… "What was that other language I know one was Sumerian but the other?'' Analyzed one female researcher.'

"Now would not be appropriate to interrogate the two especially that one.''Said another researcher." Still they're together!! when has this ever occurred? And Cains new pod?'

''We'll ask them later. They need relocation. The Cell has been compromised."

_

The next day director Moose stood behind a glass observation pane. Beside

"Hello 076-2, 073"

"Hello, harlot." smiled Abel

"Hello, director moose it's been a while. We're sorry for our inconvenience." Cain apologized sincerely." Also, do not mind Abel he's just tired of sitting down."

Abel snarled and whipped his head to the side with crossing arms.

"She doesn't care," he remarked coldly in Sumerian.

"I've come to consult you on the matters of Scp-2718"

"oh? and who may that be?" Cain asked. "The one without an eye that brought you here," she said in reminder. Just as Sophia entered.

"Oh! Azra?" said Cain.

"Sorry I was preoccupied with this sites damn coffee maker no ones filling in the damn filters"

Sophia leaned into the mic."076-2, 073."

Abel did not respond.

"Hello, Director light."

"So what can you tell us about it?'' Questioned moose.

"He's an old family friend he even took the time to raise us for the first few years of our lives."

"Why was this the case?" she asked. Abel jerked at the question he then gave an uncomfortable tightening of his crossed arms."Oh… that, our mother was fragile and our progenitor was,"

Cain looked as if he was going to be dragged through glass.

"He was not our father." Abel answered unexpectedly," He was just a fool who held on to his failed past."

Cain looked at his younger brother in surprise as if he was the last one he expected to speak.

"I hope he wastes away for 200,000,000 years in whatever fire Lord Azra gave him. As for Azra himself yes there is admiration there"

Abel said calmly.

"Fire?" questioned Moose.

"Oh, oh no. lord Azrael had him put in suspended eternity. Back at the prison."

"If only he could have ripped his tongue out into his ass so he could taste the shit," mumbled Abel in Sumerian.

"And you admire Scp-2718? Is it his battle prowess?" asked Sophia.

"No there is more to living on the edge of the blade," Abel spoke,"It is the power to build and destroy worlds with a single word. Those with power feared him, and those without strength sought him. "

"?" Sophia was dazed." Back to answering your topic," Cain continued." Azra was our progenitors' mentor. As well as ours. He taught us all the works that led to our abilities and Humanities progress."

"Your abilities? you mean? ''

"We weren't just born with these gifts we simply had the aptitude and were given the chance to refine them."

"You call him Azrael is he, an Angel?''

"No, he is human, or " Abel was caught in thought, he wasn't even sure…

"Yes it is hard to explain, but,"Cain attempted to discuss." He went to eternity and became eternal. So he may evolve through time and space. This was the only way he could defeat our progenitor. As he could not be locked or shut down."

"Locked or Shut down?'' said Sophia questioningly.

"He refers to an Adjuster…" answered Abel.

"What is an Adjuster?" Moose questioned.

"An Adjuster is Power." said Abel smirking.

Sophia looked at Moose perplexingly who shared the same expression.

"It would be better if Azra explained." Cain sincerely suggested.

"We will question it. " Said Sophia,"Will you be able to join 076-2?''

"Join what you ask without explanation like the densest pile of bull curd-"

"She asks about Alpha 9." His brother elaborated further.

Abel pondered twisting the corner of his mouth."I may consider it."

___

Later, Cain and Abel were placed in Cains Class B suite at site 19. Abel played a farm simulator on a hanging 50 inch TV while Cain cooked at an Island counter in the kitchen. Then Abel looked in deep head leaning intrigue at the sheep in the game and his avatar began stalking the sheep sprite.

"They will be questioning us again. At 5 o'clock. So in 30 minutes, are you going to eat?"

"oh no just throw those ribs right out!"Abel said in sarcasm.

"They say sarcasm is the lowest form of comedy," Cain said taking ribs out of the oven.

"What do those imbeciles know, I've seen them laughing at feces!!"Abel retorted,

"Then what is your view of comedy?"

"A man chokes on his own blood. He dies. The END!!"

"…"

Cain raised a brow.

"Fuck you!"Abel Growled as he snapped.

"Are you herding sheep in the game?" Cain asked in a smiling polite assumption as he was setting the table.

Abel leered in hidden denial giving shortening back and forth glimpses of Cain and the screen "No…"

Meanwhile, Abel had flooded every sheep in game into a small corral.

"Come have your ribs," Cain called, Abel grunted with a growing intense stare at the ground by his folded legs. Darting to the opposite end of the table and mounting into his chair by its head, Abel gnawed the meat off the ribs shredding it off the bone.

"What do you say?"

Abel looked up from his 4 out of 10 remaining ribs slowly in disgust."Thank you, faggot."

"You are very welcome younger brother," Cain said softly. "And how am I faggot?''

"You have a toilet that sprays your rear hole!! what type of fruity accessory is that?! You do not even need that either!!! You probably just sit there and enjoy it! Just taking in the moisture you Fairy!! It talks as well!! It is very sad how lonely you are…!!"

Cain gasped in laughter cupping his hand to maintain the lettuce in his mouth."W-what?"

Abel gave a coy cheek lifting smile before the door knocked inciting a snarl of irritation.

"Oh, they've come already?" questioned Cain.

Abel sprung irritably from his seat and opened it abruptly.

"WE ARE EATING!! YOU PIGS WAIT OUT HERE!!" he yelled deep in the faces of Sophia, Moose and Vaux. Abel violently shut the door momentarily returning to his seat only for Cain to greet them properly at its next opening. "Hello director Sophia Vaux why don't you come in." he greeted and offered up a seat politely " Thank you" Sophia reciprocated. Sophia entered, moose and Vaux afterward. Cain shut the door.

"Would you care for anything?" Cain offered and presented the food."Hmm, give me a plate."

Vaux and Sofia sat beside each other while Moose across, who received her bowl. Vaux cautiously glimpsed at Abel who was preoccupied with a third piled plate of steak fiddling a fork into the medium-rare meat.

"Have you considered our proposal, 076-2?" Moose asked with a bite of her salad. Abel snarled bearing his sharpened teeth.

"He does not want to talk he is displeased with your presence at dining time," Cain explained. Abels fork suddenly stabbed into his steak violently rattling the top and two plates underneath.

"NO! I am furious at their inconsistency!! YOU said THEY said at 5! It is now 4:45!!" Able said in annoyance.

"And yes I have heard of your proposal! and I decline! What stupid ideas are you sprouting on your gay toilets!? Have you no resolve?! If this is going to be a constant of cyclical ignorance then launch me into Cold space or whatever you would have executed!! I will not walk beside, fight beside such insufferable-"

Sophia cast a gobsmacked look. Abel had what? J-just what the hell did those new dry psychological summaries leave out?!! "Moose…" she consulted.

"Gay toilets?" Vaux caught in perplexed thought.

Moose was even more aghast."N-no?'' "why? why no?" she gave an exasperated glance at Abel, then Cain."Brother, why?"

"How many men had I killed? how many will I kill?" Abel pondered. Digging into and eating a square of steak.

"Do you actually feel remorse?" asked Sophia in hidden shock.

"Do I? If only that they were my own men afar from that. Nothing. A leader does not guide his men to death…"

"We will give you more men. Is that your problem?" said Vaux.

"Yes. Your past mistake. What leader will I be this time?" Abel mocked sarcastically.

Cain gave a concerned glimpse."Azrael is joining."

"Then you don't need me then."Abel hung his half-eaten steak in his mouth then carried it to the front of the TV sitting and sat crisscrossed. He yanked off a chunk like a ravenous lion with his mouth and set it on his knee. Abel picked up his controller and unpaused the game.

"Your Euclid now anyways." moose uttered disappointedly.

"Thank you for allowing us the opportunity to live together, Director moose. It has helped him even though he is reluctant to show it." Cain thanked. This caused Abel to roll his eyes.

"Tchsk" Abel clicked between his teeth

"We have questions not regarding, that too anyhow," Sophia moved on,

"Your past with, urm, your teacher?"Vaux asked.

"ah yes, you haven't designated him yet?"Cain asked with knowing.

"No a fact holds, it is classified Thaumiel," Vaux answered

"That sounds about satisfactory. you know, he had an occupation similar to yours back then as well."Cain told, "Remember Abel? the prison?"

"Yes, he ran it with far more competence than these—Isn't that were they threatened to hold us?" Said Abel.

"Because Azra had left by then," Cain reminded knowingly.

"I apologize,I believe you call it under the designation of SCP-2932. There were many more sites. Instead, You see instead of a 0-5 council, there was only him."Cain informed proudly I would Aid at times when I was younger. The last was when… we caught him… then Azra was banished. The new warden was much more spiteful of us…"

"We had devastated them at that point. No shit." Abel pressed X rapidly on his controller.

"We heard he disappeared, why banished?"Moose asked. "He had yet again intervened with Humanity. Aiding with sealing our progenitor. We aided him as well. He would never escape, however, he anticipated his punishment and gave up a key to release him from his prison. Only, if he was truly needed."Cain recounted.

"And this was?"Vaux asked. "What was this key?''

"The Bloom. Only when the universe…-" you should really ask him yourself we were-" Cain withdrawingly spilled."I am not good at delivering bad news."Cain chuckled nervously Shrinking under News' weight.

There was a short pause."073 please." Sophia begged," No, Cain, please tell us."

"I'm sorry" Cain apologized with a nervous smirk.

Abel gave an annoyed glare.

"Shut the hell up then," said Abel unexpectedly as he ambled over. "You couldn't even stab the damn thing how could I expect you to explain?" Said Abel, as he stood and disconnected and yanked out the wires to the game console upon re-approach then shoved the hanging TV around to face the others in static.

"This is us."Abel reached and jabbed the screen with a finger.

"What?" Twitched Sophias' head and eye in sudden dense confusion.

"look you whore!" Abel Insulted needlessly began explaining.

"we are in objective reality and what that looks like is this static shit. Objective reality is literally anything. Yes, anything. Why anything because look at yourselves you are experiencing objective reality with subjective reality ongoingly as we speak encompassing one another. Now, why is objective reality anything because it looks like this".

Abel re-gestured at the static on the TV screen" Infinite static." he re-started then gave a stuck look.

" On second thought this is very difficult."

"Wow, you actually sounded like you were getting somewhere…" Sophia said pleasantly surprised
"Do not worry we will question him."

"May I join your force?" Abel asked down to her.

"But you just said you didn't want too! Why now?"Moose said looking frantically back and forth quickly between him and nothing. "Because I realized I would be bored. But I don't want to just kill people. I want a farm. I want Azrael too create it in the facility." Abel Issued his demands.

"Within? the facility??" Vaux re-stated skeptically.

"Oh.. that is right." Cain looked up," Azra can create the doors, I almost forgot" recalled Cain dropping his face.

"You are forgetting everything." Abel sighed annoyed.

Sophia looked with intrigue " Doors?" her head in search for answers turned to Cain.

"Among other things, yes. "Cain verified.

"Ever since he came back without his eye his prowess had increased. Though his mind it appears… he has changed during his time in seclusion."

"We will keep that in mind." Said Moose.

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Abel and Cain stood inside a large testing chamber. Dressed in casual attire. Which could be applied to Cain who was happily wearing cotton.

"I will take out the training drones… you take out the turrets."

"No you will take out the turrets. Coating the walls. I will subjugate the drones with melee. Seriously do not even try to strategize, if you have never met the scene of combat."Abel uttered in irritation began ahead of Cain pulling a hilt hanging its blade by besides his leg.

"It is bad enough I have to speak English during this stupid trial, It's worse I have to talk to you." Abel muttered in disgruntlement

"Your score In the Intelligence tests have wildly improved." noted Cain happily."Aren't you glad you won't be seen as Insane?''

"Are you high Elder brother!? How the Fuck aren't I senile?"

"By admitting it. It is a fact Insane individuals deny, being so out of delusion…"Cain said and explained.

"That is impossible in my case." Abel waited for the training/testing session looking side to side. At where the attacks would fold out of the wall.

"Oh yes, that's right."Cain said knowingly."You are also greatly retarded."

"You have a whores mouth. Shut up!" Abel growled warningly in an unstable breathe over his shoulder at his brother. "Do not pass in front of me I don't even want to look at you."

"But…" Cain gleamed mockingly.

"Shut your whore mouth, Cain!" Abel shouted.

Then turning to his side upset his sights at the researchers in the viewing room above.

"Will you useless meat slaves hurry on your trial of what in the Hell!!?"

The turrets folded out of there flaps in the wall.

"Here it comes!"Abel grinned in anticipation taking a defensive stance with his blade. The 35 gunned drones began to fire along with the 20 turrets. Abel bounded and sprung diving through the air feet first flipping out with two blades faced backwards in a rapid twisting rotation shredding all 35 drones in one winding 30-meter closing of distance through the bullets. Abel spun residually drifting to the ground on the abducting sides of his white boots' soles between the bullets snapping dots of divots into the white narrow surface of the room.

Cain took the fire off his brother with a slanted quick rising manifesting of plasma vines and roots entangled and ensnared all 20 turrets in sprouting forth collective rows of mixed orange and explosions.

"Haha!! Victory!" he dashed back to his brother.

"That was 15 seconds," Cain informed monotonously. Abel cut an eye to him in a snarl of disgust.

"I do not care it is done. Now they will have a gap in time before bothering us again-"

He then stared up with every devoided motion except spite towards the researchers.

"076-2 has a vocabulary now. Also look at the mark on Cains' head, faded." inquired an observing researcher.

"He also doesn't appear to show the effects of decomposing organic plant matter. However, It is now vulnerable to harm." said another

The researchers conversed,

"Is that why the pod was set up? By that thing? And what are with there's vines of plasma? Since when could it do that??"

"Since it came back apparently. We questioned it on both its whereabouts during the breech. Led to some door on a cliff leading to some destroyed earth." replied a researcher with a strong Indian accent.

"So they really did fight? Fucking A."

"They are chattering again" Abels Brow twitched viciously agitated as he nodded in snarl. He then made his way to the faint indentation of the implied sealed door in the wall. "Come we are letting ourselves out." He uttered in Sumerian.

"Do not! Brother do not! Why do you insist on confrontation with these people!"Cain shouted in opposition.

"My want for tolerance has been worn thin, they want devotion? They can wed each other."

"But I can so stop! or I will-"

Abels' shoulders shook with unarticulated jerks as transitioned into empty sardonic laughter. They then went still as Abel huffed an exhale from his nose as if he could let out his tolerance.

Abel turned around."Crybaby Cain! Why must you whine for every little thing!?" Abel Jabbed languorously.

Abel withdrew his blade into a black rift. And returned to Cain." Look the sword is gone now, so quit your crying." He marched back over to him from the door.

"That shirt is also fucking gay…" Abel jabbed with a smug smirk as he tugged on it.

Truth

"Scp-2718?" the voice of a woman muffled phasing behind the door of his cell.

lying down, he waited sitting up on his steel frame bed while Sophia repeated to knock. Z wondered why she was knocking. He guessed she was taking the sentimental approach?

"Come in?!"

Sophia entered after the go ahead. "Good day, Z was it? I'm"

"I won't be being referred to by my designation?" Z puzzled.

"Oh! No, you have! I just wanted to give a more personal address. I'm Sophia light."

Z peeked around her shoulder at the back of Vaux's head who was visible in the cells door window,"Those guards outs side look pretty, well, suited. It hasn't eased the paranoia, has it? It should get worse given your bringing back the edge b."Z said.

"No, it hasn't. do you know something?" asked light as she sat at a study desk within the cell.

"I wouldn't label my yogurt. or eat yogurt in general for the past month. I would also check your vents next week." Z warned sitting lurched casually elbows resting on his knees.

"How do you know that?"

"I saw it with my eye." said Z. "Which one? the one that's missing?"

"Yes. that one." he said,"oooue spooky, hahahaahaa…" Z said in a gag.

"What happened to your eye? If I may ask?" questioned Light,"I gave it up. So I could see everything. I do care about you all in my own way… " Light did wonder what the hell that met and decided to ask,"What do you see?"

"Static, infinite static" then Z gave an expression of some who had seen it all side glancing at Sophia.

"Do you know how reality works? Director?" He asked and chuckled softly then lowered himself into a more serious yet content resolve " It's overwhelming at first until the truth sets in. Then, the affirmation sets in and you feel way too Adequate.

Oh, the convenience is very, 'there' is all I can put it." Z confided lethargically, " I am by no means complaining it's just, It draws a damn line."Z groaned tearing away his gaze from no one.

"What did you have to do with the bloom?" Sophia asked.

Z turned his face back with a contemplative look,"This might take a while you sure you have a few moments?"

"Yes go ahead." Sophia allowed.

"Well, here comes an info Dump… "

Z paused in second-guessing choice. Then a soft set sigh in the decision.

"Repeating Abel— we are in objective and subjective reality and what that looks like is static. Objective reality is literally anything. Yes, just Anything. Why anything? because look at yourselves you are experiencing objective reality with subjective reality ongoingly as experiences as we speak. And the reason I say objective reality is anything is as what I mentioned it looks like before.

"Static, infinite static. That does particularly move, no If I were to personally describe it I would say it moves infinitely yet does not move at all. And every black and white granular volumes are infinitely large in size. Each of them being 3-dimensional realities compressed freely within a large 6th Dimensional reality."

"And each white pixel or I can't say that because they are infinitely large in size despite what I said it looking like static, is reality. The black volumes are non-realities. It is a non-existence."

" And like I said they are infinitely large, and we are living in one of the white pixels. We are living in a three-dimensional reality that is infinitely large in height width and depth. It is just one of these pixels in Contained in this 6th-Dimensional Reality. Filled with an infinite number of White realities and black non-realities. Both being/representing existence and non-existence respectively.

"And I say sixth dimensional because you can string each of the three-dimensional realities, like the one you are currently living in and string them along an infinitely long 4-dimensional timeline, and you can string those infinite number of 4-dimensional timelines along a 5 dimensional Plane,"

"And then you stack an infinite number of those 5-dimensional planes to get this grand 6th-dimensional Volume."

Sophia was in utter shock then went in a look that conveyed horrified disbelief.

"And this 6th-dimensional plane isn't just infinite in height width and depth like our reality. It is infinite times infinite. In height width and depth. And it includes all of reality and nonreality. Or all of existence and non-existence.

"Now if you're still wondering what makes me say objective reality is anything, Is because of the Key term in what I just described. Infinite. Infinity is literally endless."He explained.

"Now Director now for an example, I want to ask you, if you could draw me any representation of infinity what would it be?''

Sophia thought then settled on the clearly obvious Answer. But Z anticipated it before she could even begin her breath to answer.

"Without the infinity sign," Z excluded from her options.

Andrea thought harder then came up with the next best answer.

"A circle."

"As expected but no those two do not correlate with infinity. As both of those things have a diameter. And are cyclical finite outlines. Infinity is not cyclical, it is literally endless. Without radius diameter or circumference just endless Area. You can never find the beginning or the end where ever that may be."

"And since infinity is literally endless everything possible and impossible is included in it. So, every religious belief, no, every belief, in general, is valid. A polytheist their gods exist out there. A monotheism who believes in an infinite god that very embodiment of infinity exists.

"The churches broken god exists, the Karsics gods exist. Anything that a person believes or will ever believe is Valid without contradiction because that is the nature of Endlessness, it is everything possible and impossible."

"I don't even need to tell you what is our objective reality is. Because the Objective truth is Anything. You get to choose what the objective truth is. Because technically there aren't any solid objective truths there are only subjective truths you can pick for yourself, and whatever you choose is valid."

"That is why there are one true god yet many other true gods."

"That is why a mutated reptile can regenerate and devour the moon"

"That is why a screaming monster can swing its long pale emaciated arms into the stinging lungs of a soldier."

"And that is how… you all can exist. exist and exist."

"Now let's go back to me being the Supreme, as such I am upholder the Supreme, or "the Supreme Being," the person of Deity evolving in time and space to unify finite reality and the infinite. By being the infinite beginning and infinite end. Therefore I am where infinity starts and ends. I am a Zero. Not Zero. I did not fully exist before Abel shattered the bloom. And my very presence alone unifies the finite and infinite.The impossible and possible. All within a single timeline."

"but I'm not god" he expressed,

"No, if I was god I would have killed you all to ease your mistakes… I would have watched you all die over and over again… I would have died over and over again. I would have washed away my most passionate hopes and deepest despairs to become one who says what it does…" Z Began to mused unraveling into an unstable distant unhinged stare.

"I'm just happy I can be a good person for you all…" he dropped back into a more peaceful tone.

Z gave a faint disappointed look at Sophia.

"Anyway sorry about that lost it a bit… " Z cooled down scraping any lingering noncomposure from his lids.

"Back to The bloom did not reconstruct reality nor did it restart it now what it did in return was unify."He said."All in an attempt to counter me. That is why I had the brothers release me only if truly needed. And here I am though there is one teensy problem.

"I'm still not allowed to fully engage in matters regarding humanity, So I will leave it up to you to decide. I know moose had you and Clef send in a request to recruit me. why was that?"

"Moose had said she had made arrangements for you to join us… She also classified you."

"Is that so? Then you all must be very thankful

"But you can lea

Sophia was frozen in Utter paralyzed shock she couldn't process why. Why was it doing this? why would these measures need to be taken? After a short 30 seconds, Light was able to recalibrate anything remaining reason to her composure.

"What exactly do you want? With the foundation?"

"I am a slave to myself. I can not overcome that like you all can. I can't stand on my own, So having others who can make up this difference. I will state this. Clearly, we are all tools one way or another… " he hummed.

"You mean I actually have to say we need you? what happens if I don't?"

"Then I leave, In that sense, I am very vulnerable to suggestion and must return to isolation. I cannot be recalled to your efforts if that is the case. Doing so by the effect of my punishment could distort and destroy the contributing timelines-"Z explained.

Sophia thought and considered carefully," Welcome aboard SCP-2718. We will be putting you in charge of recruitment. You will be working as a co-director of Alpha 9." Sophia interrupted and informed with minute apprehension.

"I think Clef already told me that." he recollected,"What made you do it?''

"I'm the project director. I'm the one calling the shots you got me?" Said Sophia in unyielding resolve. Z gave a nod of admired acceptance.

"Very well director your say is my say. I will abstain from draining any resources and time. I will also "

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Abels face seized as an implant was stuck in his brain. He rolled and whipped any lingering stiffness from his neck.

Cain on the other hand nearly convulsed from his implant. Abels widening stare strained his eyes as he gave a vicious huff flaring forth from his wrinkling nostrils as he bolted at the woman at an incomprehensible speed. Just as Cains armed hooked around his neck and put him in a snatching headlock. Abels waist jolting and waist swinging into a with the sudden stop.

Abel writhed and clawed in an attempt of his wedge his fingers through and violently to pry off the forearm from against his larynx.

"That is unnecessary! What did I explain before this!?''

Abels squirming ceased with a nod at the doctor who had drawn back to the far back wall.

"It was more convenient with your curse." he hissed in a swing around of his head. Headbutting out of the submission and a side step. Cain stirred his nose from the attack in the was a pop as his bloody nose fit back into place. The running blood ceasing from the rivulets down his lips.

"More like this will happen if you can not find restraint."

"Because you moved into the way!"

he growled in derision.Just as Z entered Clef, behind his side hands resting in his lab coats pockets. Z took notice of the frightened woman. Then gave a mild stare of annoyance to the two brothers.

Abel withdrew from the question asked.

"Brother saw the adverse side effects of a new chip implanted into me and acted out," Cain explained.

"You both better get your shit together."Z uttered in a rising groan," Your carnival resolves are ceasing to provide utility to both this operation and your selves."

"I'm sorry… I loathe interaction…" Abel said.

" Yes, your conversation skills reflect that of you, Abel. Do know where you are this isn't some game, and should it be to you. " Turning himself into focus of the woman who by now had come off the wall and onto the phone at the other end of the sick bay.

"Excuse me, mam?" Z called but before you can call for any reinforcements would you interest enough to plant a chip in me as well? It is redundant in practice against me but I find it grants peace of mind amoung those in my company."

"I could put it in" Clef offered in unsettling kindness. While Abel stared intensely at the woman.

"Abel, what the hell? Stop that." Z winced, then turned his attention to Clef,"And you already know the response to that by prior unlucky experiences with the actual opposite sex; you will not be touching me." Z snapped in a humoring tone.

"You two why are you together?''

"Yes I know, I mean who would have thought you two would be standing shoulder to shoulder again? This world I hope you two will find is full of rare conveniences." Z said serenely.

"That is a joke, right? we are locked in this prison." Abel said as if he had heard the worst joke in his entire existence. After a few standard sanitary procedures, the doctor inserted a chip under the back of Z's head.

"It's a matter of perspective Abel. You two are now in possesion of two unique freedoms. Despite your isolation. Be grateful not for me, but at least for that." Z dismounted the surgical table from under him. "Thank you."

Z said appreciatively. Any lingering tension was released and only revived by a quick glimpse of Clef before she ran out in urgency.

"A real lady killer Clef aren't we?" Z gleamed over."And your an actual lady."

"Clef why don't you just go back home?'' Z asked sincerely.

Clef gave a laugh in a deadened tone."I think hell would be pretty overwhelmed."

"Also, you have Zero creativity." he came back with.

Z looked at him and shook his head as if Clef should be ashamed of the ironic unimaginative remark.

Clef just smiled dreamily into the ceiling.

Three Amigas.

Iris read a Vogue magazine she had picked up from Mario and Haurkers van, from her trip trying not to notice the cinged corners that lasted from the cover to the first 10 pages.

She saw a short spunky girl she was of course in kids fashion panel. Still, the model reminded her of Sam, if that was her name. Whoever she was she was, comforting. If she was genuine she would be her friend, if not, just another person of interest, working for some big bad somebody…she would feel betrayed if she was allowed.

Adams entered Iris's room and saw Iris stressed and scrunching clench of the magazines' flaps folding it in.

"We're questioning her you know." Andrea propped against the wall her arms folding themselves.

"Will she be joining I mean she saved us," Iris said in eagerness and worry."And in the van, she wanted us to drive. She wouldn't of offered that if she-"

" Just calm down we won't kill her. Remember our motto? We also protect."

Adams leaned in with a smile "Did, you really like her that much? You do remember she also tanked over 46 men, in front of us?"

"Yeah! but she also kicked a giant Mech that was badass right?"Iris pointed out." I mean we would've died." Iris argued otherwise.

"Are you that sensitized? Jesus Christ…"Adams recoiled her head."Did anyone survive?" asked Iris

"Not many I won't lie to your face. There was no rehabilitation."

Iris folded shut the magazine, then set it on her lap biting in her bottom lip."Ok, your thinking of something. Mind asking? cause that face is very unnatural looking." said Andrea.

"Could I attend her questioning, you know as a witness?'' glimpsed back and forth Iris from her eyes corners.

Andrea stood then,"I guess I could put in a request." "It's a good presentation if you want to be further involved."

_

Sam sat in interrogation as an Irrelevant researcher sat before her.

"Hello, SCP-5533." greeted the balding man."SCP-5533 is that what you're calling me? Can you call me Sam?"

"No.thats not regulations. But your full name if you can provide it is requested."

"Samantha Rose. That's my name," she answered.

"What were you doing among our agents?"

"Oh, Mr.Z sent me to protect them. He knew that they would pop up that day. So I did it." she answered.

Iris sighed softly in relief behind the observation glass beside Andrea.

"We have a yet to be a classified object that goes under the moniker "Z" is that who you are referring too?" questioned the man behind the glass.

"Really? you got'm? true it is."

"What is your relationship to it?"

Sam giggled "hee hee, Yeah, he's a Handsome lady— He's also my teacher."

"Your, Teacher? what is it he has taught you?"

"You see how strong I am? And how I look? Well, how I look is irrelevant but it's a result of his lessons or training. He calls them lessons, I don't know about that." answered Sam.

"He made you how you are? with your anomalous Abilities?" surmised the researcher.

"Yeah but he had to use a tool, my Adjuster wasn't as strong or active as others so he had to improvise. He gave me a special shampoo."

"An Adjuster?" "I only remember because I had to work twice as hard as the others; An Adjuster is a primordial thingy that is present in all Material and non Material objects. It can grant abilities subjectively. The way that works can be applied personally, directly or indirectly. For example, the shampoo that Mr.Z gave me boosted my body component to its Maximum level. Only through trial and error. I could only use it in moderation while it tore through every cell in my body rewriting my body component."

"Tore through every cell? and how did you train with the shampoo?"

"Used it once a week then went out 12 hours a day, for 5 years. I used to be 5'6, brown hair, now I'm like this. I felt like my body was on fire, I just wanted to give up but that wasn't an option. I had Z wasn't one to give up on me. The only condition was that I never cut my hair only trim it. Only that way could I maintain my power."

"does that apply for now?"

"Yes" Sam nodded

"Tell us more about these adjusters. And who were these others?" he questioned."I can't say much more about Adjusters other than in people their abilities range and emerge from the Self. I was a rare case where that didn't apply, as for the others in my class, some were what you were called gifted. Others came and went, from where ever they were from I saw a blob create a forest. And some blue Alien girl created a wormhole with her mind and Z had her transport us to a different reality for training one time. She passed out after, but that's why she was there."

"Do you have the shampoo?"

"No" Sams' head shook," Mr.Z took it after I had finished training."

"Hmm, so he can do the same with others. What do you know about SCP-076-2 and SCP 0-73?"

Iris hesitated at his question.

'What could she even have to do? And who was this Z guy? Her teacher? And the foundation has him-'

"I know that they were also his students. And that they had some mission with a flower but that's about it." Sam replied.

Andrea gave a look of grim surprise."Those two? then Abel being capable to pull out swords was his doing?" Andrea leaned in a question.

"Oh hey Andrea, right?" Sam perked as she recognized Andreas' voice," I don't know about that but I would guess."

"Why are you asking about Him?'' Iris asked in a sideways glance to Andrea.

" I should tell you after we get out…"

Iris's face nodded and grimaced in agonized realization "YOU! YOU ALL SAID HE WASN'T!!!" Iris seethed.

"!" Sam propped her cheek against her knuckles attentively.

"Hey Iris," Sam called from the room, somehow. There was really no way for her to hear her.

"You have good sensory Abilities; your Angry Im'a bit of an empath. Anyway if you're that scared of whoever the fuck those numbers are. I would suggest getting stronger. You should talk to Mr.Z. "

Iris's head slowly turned to Sam in sudden interest. What did she say?….

"Or not, you can just stay angry and act like you can't do anything. If one of those numbers is one of the guys who killed all your friends. If your content without avenging their defeat."

"You told her that!? IRIS!?" who attempted to press, but no sternness could break Iris's forward determined gaze and widening eyes.

" 5533, do not try to manipulate the session."The researcher reprimanded.

"Agent Adams please remove 105 from the observation cell."

Adams gave a guilty look then took Iris's shoulders,"let's go, Iris…"

Andrea ushered Iris out.

"let us continue…" the researcher opted.

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"Iris we're sorry, we planned to brief you but-"Andrea apologized as she met with Iris's slow dreary pace down the hall. Andrea's expression then suddenly froze as she saw Iris's fierce leer at a decision; she could not determine by the look alone. A smile struggled to begin on Andreas' face.

" Hey Andrea, that Z guy. Is now in Alpha 9 too…?"

"Okay, you need to Stop!! Iris!" Andrea revoked in stern concern, coming around to tug her arm.

"You don't like killing. Remember?"

Iris "No… I don't… who does? Whats that price to pay though? In that alley? I know you're obligated to protect me. But, If I want to keep you all around, what needs to be done? What I don't like? When has that ever mattered!? Back then in the mall!? To Sam!? for you!? Back then!? with Abel!? How long do you expect me to duck and cover?!"

How can I live knowing one day you can all be taken from me!! I know I'm limited!! I'm not stupid! you don't even have to tell me I might die anymore!! I know now and can't watch others shield me!! I hate that scared little girl !! When can I change!? When one more of you dies??!"

Andrea stood unlocking her arms around Iris. She stared down at the blonde girl.

'Holy crap' Andrea thought to her self too surprised to speak.

"Or can I do it sooner? with him? That Z guy?" said Iris with a stern expression.

"And Abel?" said Andrea.

"The fuck is he gonna do when I'm finished?" asked Iris," Oh, oh, I know, he's gonna walk out and he's gonna see my hand slap his stupid face!!" Iris proclaimed.

"we still don't even know the full extensive range of Scp-2718s' anomalous effects… also what are you doing telling classified Intel to someone outside of your jurisdiction?"

"I made it vague. Did you see those two? and what convinced them? what changed?" Iris said

"You know how they hated each other? not anymore. They're living together as we speak in some site." Andrea informed.

"Th-their working together?'' Iris said in shocked disbelief."Is it cause of this Z too?''

"When I get the official release of the incident, I'll inform you, if mandatory."

"YESSSSS!!!" Iris fist pumped,"Thank you" she thanked in faint hope.

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3 days later Iris Thompson was reviewing SCP-2718 archival documents in her cell. Along with 076-2,and 0-73. Andrea supervised the briefing.

"Wait Abels Euclid now?"Iris said in astonishment."What the hell…"her head recoiled from the psychological report."He can feel remorse?"

"As of now yes."Andrea responded to her reaction."He's living with Cain did you read that part?''

"Yes!! what the hell!? why can't I read SCP-2718? Why is everything expunged?" asked Iris confusedly.

"That means the Items Thaumiel, or is because it's supposed to be seen that way. Its the second most classified class from what I heard."Andrea spoke.

"Thaumiel? Sorry, you said that before, I didn't ask; what does that mean?"

"It means that the object is used for containing SCPs."Andrea folded one her black and white pumps over her knee with a bend of her leg "I really didn't expect for us to get one. Since they are way too exclusive. Then again, we captured this one ourselves. Maybe they're just being generous?"Andrea jerkingly shrugged,"Who knows."

"Are they letting Sam on our team at least? where is she?" Asked Iris eagerly.

"I think they have put her in a Cell finally, she is Euclid but has been granted special permissions. Right now she's undergoing testing for Aptitude."

"Can we at least stop by?''

"She's under preliminary experiments Iris." Adams sensibly reiterated. Iris still didn't get it she wanted to see her friend. She held her goal with determination…

"Why am I even still in commission-… Okay fine, we'll go meet with Shirley.."

Under vigilant watch from Taskforce Psi 7. Sam stood within a controlled testing range somewhere in the desert A crane Dropped a 12-ton shipping crate in front of her, completing a wall of crates. Shirley gave instructions on a PA her voice ringing through the course.

"Can you pick up that one? 5533?" Shirley asked.

Sam Immediately fork lifted a stack of four, 12-ton crates with her hands, she carried the stack to the other side of the walled testing area a guard regarded in shock.

Sam dropped the stack. Then walked over to retrieve another calmly.

Adams walked over too Shirley, Iris behind her side. Her approach was Alerting though by the clanging of the soles from the pumps on the metal floor."Shirley,, don't mind if we visit right? So hows our new Agent doing?"

"We're still determining her strength thresh hold. For now it's at 200 tons, Expected to be more, but for now, we want to find out what is the full limit of her stamina. Doesn't seem to go out. We are heading to a field of decommissioned aircraft tomorrow. You are invited to tag along if your pleased."Shirley briefed.

"You gonna have her lift Airplanes?" Iris gazed watching Sam as she finished carrying the last set of crates.

"oh." Iris noticed.

"What about weaknesses?" Andrea questioned further.

"Cutting off even a lock of her hair issues a temporary nullifying effect to her abilities, Other than that she is invulnerable."

Shirley leaned into the Intercom mic " SCP-2718, That is enough return to the entrance gate."

Sam entered the armored truck she found her self-scooting into Iris and Andrea. She

"Oh… hey."Iris perked smiling.

"Don't worry testing sucks."Iris said as the truck pulled out." But they have to pick at you I guess."

"No, I'm fine with this, It's my babies I'm worried about. I left them back home," said Sam.

'' …Babies? ''Andrea asked ."Yeah, my kitties, I need to feed them or they'll leave go town."

"Are you keeping mountain lions???"Andreas' eyelids flickered as she sputtered.

"No! I breed ligers! My poor kitties need me!! or can you guys just re-locate them? I told Shirley she said she'd handle it but I Want to at least keep my Lucy. I've had her since she was a Cub."

"You come in here… and the first thing you're worried about…"

"Hey Iris, Andrea how are you?" Sam smiled over."Don't worry we'll see what we can do about your uh… Cats."Andrea said.

"Okay just remember lucy's the one with the Fluffy mane."

"It has a mane? I think that means it's a male lion."Iris added."Oh I know Lucy is short for Lucifer—he's a fucking dick."

Sam lit a bowl of weed pulling out a lighter she lit a pipe. Iris's eyes widened and head flew back.

"When did you-that is for on site use," Andrea.

Sam gave a numbing laugh,"How lucky, you read my file. Too bad this is the only way I can deal with this shit" Sam blew out a long tail of smoke

"I guess being born in Africa light-skinned was bad?" Man… that was a long ass time ago." She recollected with a dream catching gaze out the window,"I was dumped by my mom cause my stupid father didn't want to pull out with her." Sam cooed into a laugh of unhinged sweetness before switching her volume to a livid peel,

"Fuck that bitch she can kill her self. And my old man can go get Aids!" Sam Vented giving a scathing stare to the floor.

"I just wanted to end it but I just wouldn't fucking die!!" she gripped her face in an unstable chuckle.

"Oh… " Iris mumbled

"Were you that far gone?'' asked Adams empathetically.

"Hah!"Sam laughed ironically.

"Both. I had swallowed ricin berries. I just wanted to go, ya know? I was also brought back with another girl when Z took me in. She's still out there too. I heard she runs a circus, she gave me my Cats." Told Sam.

"what was her name?'' asked Iris."I can't tell you Z will be on my ass. If he fucks with you and you fuck with him he'll keep you safe… of course he expects you to put up a fight. God, that came out weird. Be pure my dirty mind."

Sams' eyes quivered and slit after she slouched her shoulders.

"So— I want to eat. Nuggets… nuggets" Sam began to Sob…

"I love nuggets man, they're so beautiful. There's so much variety like people on earth.some are crispy and others are tender. You can dip them in the sauce for extra flavor it only adds character… " she sobbed inconsolably into her hand.

Iris and Andrea had no clue what the hell. They just stared, looked at each other.then Iris gave a comforting wrap around Sams' shoulders." I like nuggets too.''

The caravan of Armored trucks finally entered the high-security Gate entrance of site 77.

Enrollment

"A door? What do those two need a Hyper dimension for?"

the buzz of a bag of chips uncoiling in a vending machine incting a hand to

Clef threw up and dropped his hands, "Farm? that's what I was told."

"From Abel? Alright, how has he been doing? I'm not just going to hand out rewards like that." Z raised a clump of chips to his mouth.

"Hhahahahaaah, your just." Clef laughed.

"My way is different from your Clef, you know? You could use some restraint. It gives the over the top garbage much much more impact. More sensible." Z said as if attempting to recruit him into a white van.

"What was with the prison?"Clef asked sitting at the table, legs apart." I was just covering for a brat." Z sat across. Folding in his leg with a tapping foot.

"And the flower?"

"Still covering for a child," Z answered languorously.

"Oh yeah and there asking for shampoo?" Clef asked conversationally. Z instinctively switched up his finger leaving the chip bag in the Air, a pink glass 12-inch bottle spawned beside Clef. Z then re held his chips.

"Be careful with that stuff it's a genetic rewiring substance." Clef raised it in a grasp then down into a tuck into his coat pocket. "yeah wouldn't want to turn pink would I."

"I hope you'll find I'm very strict. So much so your not allowed to die in my classes."Z said as if making an insensitive joke at a funeral.

"You know we can't tell if your a man or a woman so I decided to put gender-less daffodil."Clef

Z nodded over a questioning look.

"I'm damn serious this shit ain't funny. You're giving the scaly matriarch a run for her loose change. But then you speak and all I hear is the flaccidity levels rise from my many pockets of leftover testosterone."

Z began to laugh himself to tears "You know shes Abels real-"

"Yup I know. It's obvious. what is your type if you even have any? I prefer the real ones."

"Of course they have to have themselves together also, observant. Very observant. Analytical. I value self-awareness in conjunction with "Z told."Oh, that explains Light." Clef grinned.

"Yes, in a professional Sense." Z said rocking back and forth his head in so-so.

"She has horrible taste in food." Clef remarked.

If the two had turned around they probably wouldn't have seen Abel regardless walk up out of nowhere with an envious eye directed towards Clefs coat pocket.

"uh, Yes? Can we help you?" Asked Z.

"To whom did you give Samson's shampoo?"Abel scrunched his face in almost unnecessary jealousy.

"None of your business, now get out of here." Z casually fanned his hand in a sweeping shooing gesture. at the warrior.

Abel promptly left.

Clef cracked up."Holy crap he looked like a jealous fuckin kid." His face dropped in his Hand.

"Cause he is a brat." Z chuckled and folded his leg."But I always did used to spoil them… you can't pin it solely on one variable, unfortunately."

"Having said that Tomorrow I gotta make them a playroom."

Clef stood to announce his departure" And I'll get this to Daniels."

"See ya."

"You too" he waved off one

Abel and Cain were greeted by Zs visible leg kicking in the door to their Site 19 Cell. Causing a controller to fall and a gal from speed to blow as Abel unhesitatingly drew a sweeping diagonal slash towards Zs neck, only for fragments to fall off the dark schmitar blade before unseen contact with lurching bite down from Zs Teeth.

The controller finally landed on the Carpet and black fragments scattered into dissipation in the air.

"Oh! Lord Azrael…"Abel said stepping out of a stance. Sophia was standing behind Scp-XXXX.what the hell?

' Did Abels sword just break from 2718s face?' she thought in shock.

"CAIN!! Azras here!!" Abel shouted, "Get out off your stupid remote number bed!!" Abel announced over his shoulder. Cain emerged from a bedroom. "Lord Azrael "

"So you two wanted a farm?"

Abel grinned. They had made him a direct influence."With my own ranks?'' he smiled snobbishly. z dropped a hard stare of telekill. Abel balked away his eyes.

He flinched retracting his words,"Never mind," he looked off to the ground.

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Abel looked like a child going to Disney land following Z down the hall beside Cain, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

Sophia had granted 2718 with the wall of the specified measurements as it had requested. However, it took a moderate security escort across site 19. To a cordoned sector of the expanded sections of the Site, Not only that, they had to keep Abels involvement to a minimum should the controversial news get out that he now was involved with Alpha 9 as well. Maybe she could ease the outcry by moving him away from any real affirmative command?

'Maybe desk work like Cain?'

"Where, here? this is it? Director?" said Z standing at the end of the corridor with the others behind him, breaking her mental immersion into pre-planning.

"Yes, Scp-2718." Sophia allowed, "Just inform us on what you plan to do."

"A little home improvement," Z smiled back at them. He motioned for everyone to back up. Zs empty socket then gave a dim purple glow. A swirl of violet light postered a small warping galaxy onto the wall. The withheld light particles bursting and pushed out stranding into a conforming synth wave grated mesh outline of two large doors to be plastered to installation. Matter quickly filled in the spaces between the meshes formalizing the door. A horizontal pulse finalized and stabilized the process.

"Was that it?"Sophia asked."Yes. Abel,"

"Yes?"Abel responded respectfully.

"You haven't been fully cleared for the admittance of this Mobile Task Force. Do you know why?"Abel crossed his arms and gave a deep exhale from his nostrils, "Killed people…"

" You did, and although I am in a higher seat within the regiment; That does not mean I will be changing the rules for you. You will earn your privilages, through responsible conduct and behavior.T hat means no killing, and controlling yourself. Should I hear that there is a problem I will dispose of you personally, and you will remain permanently eliminated for 30 days, or be sentenced to death 100,000 times, there will be no return to your cube while punishment is in effect as well."

Abel withdrew nervously "You will not have to use your book." Abel said understandably. "You two will also be, if you can, relieving the financial disparity of the task forces budget by supplying relief from your efforts. To provide additional resources in productive fashion within that manner, would allow us to maintain and create a semi-independence."

Cain looked at Sophia.

"Director light? Will there be any future missions I will have to tend too? We will both need a month and a half within the hyperdimension to achieve the desired results."

"A month? for what results exactly?" light asked perplexed. "We need to create our farm. We may not be able to leave in order to focus."

Sophia twitched and shifted her lip in consideration. A farm? To ease the budget? sounds much more productive and resource friendly than training new recruits at the moment. Especially with 0-76-2 on deck. In fact that may be a solution to having him join in besides combat.

"Go ahead,"

"So, you are smart. Now I know why lord Azra tolerates you," said Abel

"Abel," Z groaned,"Okay Abel. Could you not? Yeah we're close but you don't need to use it as an excuse to be an ass; you really need to audit yourself sometimes." Z retorted wearily.

"It is only a testament to your strength."

Abel approached calmly but in one enthusiastic swing, swung open the hyper dimensions door. The natural light of the expansive barren hyper-realistic dirt prairie landscape stretched Abels gaze set before a boundless end. Abels eyes sunk giddy with anticipation darting back and forth before the endless plains horizon.

Sophia sighed disappointingly. There was nothing there world as large as it was, was only a barren canvas. "There's hardly any thing out there."

"ah…do not worry" reassured Cain. "We can more than improvise, believe you can trust us."he guaranteed.

"HEY!!0-76-2!!"Hollered one of the guards.

Cains gaze swept to from where Abel once stood a small trail of dirt clouds drifted into fade outside the frame of the hyperdimensions doors, Having begun where Abel was standing.

"Looks as though my baby brother as left, I will see you in the aforementioned time frame." Cain ambled. He stepped into the plane and shut the doors one by one, the natural light thinning into a disappearing beam in one bright closing gap.

Sophia stood pre-event wondering was this really the correct action?

"Having second thoughts?" Z cut into her drifting downward glimpse. "Trust me that's normal being able to second guess yourself is a good form of self-reflection if done modestly, so not to death. So where off too now?"

"One of our agents or new agents described you as a teacher. What I wanna know is if that is true. Cross-testing is a bit of issue for clearance. The decision is still pending to allow you to train one of our anomalous members."Said Sophia.

"Cross testing?" queried Z, smiling in intrigue.

"I heard that you taught Cain and Abel their abilities. If that's true we need to test you to find out the true range of your 'possibilities'."

"So who will I be teaching?" Z gave a friendly smile.

"SCP-105, Iris Thompson."

Meanwhile Dr.Aeslinger and a hand full of other researchers spectated above from the pane of an observation room. He Had been given the 'Shampoo' to run tests on. His current tests wielded, however, no results on contrary to the objects supposed modification effect.

' Only a D class dropping agent that only when applied to the scalp, resulted in cellular degeneration, Severe chemical burns, and over-increased muscle development.'

A D-classes pained agonized screams and writhing on the floor of the chamber was the 16th verifying proof he needed. Daniel mouthed behind the class motioning for the D classes removal. Perhaps a salvageable subject would grant promising result as well.

'Unfortunately, D-67789 expired despite all attempts of preservation. The result of rapidly on setting acute muscular atrophy, along with Nerve damage. The compound had traveled by way of them via burned to the bone burns,' he mused at the .

Next, he would debunk or verify the claim that this was indeed a Genetic rewiring substance. As enough it was.

He had placed a vile of both samples into a very special machine. One salvaged from a counterstrike against Prometheus labs for reconnaissance. Before the companies split into subsidiaries. This machine scanned for altered genomes. It was also capable of seeing and picking up the blind spots in DNA. Sequences unable to be detected by the instruments of regular scientists. Sure enough, he found a discrepancy— located in the genomes maintaining otherwise unseen sequence that regulates a variety of neurotransmitters. They had been replaced even damaged along with more vital genomes.

This was all he needed. He had the object finally Archived Scp-5533-B. It would be safe since its effects are determinable, and understood enough, as well as contained within its Labeled Bottle of a still undiscovered and unknown material.

'Samsons extra strength 2 in one Shampoo and Conditioner' was placed and transferred to a secure storage room in sector 12 at site 77. Adding to the sites large stockpile of Safe and Euclid objects.

Now he can put into reason the decision to re-add 0-76-2 to their ranks? Of course, there were only circulating rumors. Still, it was causing not so much as an uproar as it was a risk in his opinion. Not from the Scp it's self, but for the operation as a whole. Director Light better Watch herself. Then there was the confirmation of a Thaumiel Class Scp joining the task force, a humanoid from what he was aware.

He believed on the contrary this may lead to a relief of tension. That is if anyone else other than the directors of Alpha 9 and site 19 would lower clearance. If there is something the 0-5 want to hide

What could this object bring? What could it take away… they will know soon enough and react accordingly. All he knew now was that the object was being currently reviewed for its performances in it's newly designated role…

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"I can't believe you hit a satellite with a cargo jet…" Iris hopped off the seat of a Foundation Van followed by Andrea and Armed personnel. Sam got off on the opposite side.

"I didn't know it was up there… " Sam admitted reluctantly.

Andrea Sighed "No one did still holy hell. That aside while you were finishing your testing I got a call your things arrived at Site 19. Iris, Yours to we'll be moving operation. It's been decided that holding you in one spot for too long is a liability for enemies to strike, That and that you'd be safer with it present."

"It?''queried Iris,"who's 'it?' And site 19?''

"Scp 2718."Andrea answered,"And yes where Cain and Abel are too, But you will be cross-testing with it. Luckily, my request slipped through without a bite-back."

"Mr.Z?'' Sam asked in a hunch.

"Yup so get some rest both of you. Tomorrow we leave early."

The next morning, Iris and Adams entered a guest transportation jet. Iris turns into the view of a first-class interior she sat in a row of two seats, in front newspaper reading Sam. Only her thighs and kicking legs 8 inches away from the ground with the lower rim of her floral dress on her lap. Andrea sat next to Iris in her black casual attire dress with a chest window.

"You both…" she thought. They were way more fashionable than her in her tasseled red scarf and hoodie, and torn holes in her blue jeans. Andrea got out a hand mirror and began adjusting a smudge of the smokey eye in her mascara and eyeliner with a drop sponge from her pencil bag from her luxury handbag. Iris touched her eyes as Andrea dabbed her upper lid and eye corners. She never liked that stuff it felt too heavy on her eyelids. The cabin door shut.

"Hey, can anyone tell me what this says?"Said Sam lowering the newspaper spread to her waist."What word?''Offered Andrea lowering the sponge drop,

"Everything… I can't read a word of this I'm just looking at the comics— where the fuck is Garfield?'' Sam told and Complained."Hey, how long is this flight?''

"Should be 8 hours."Andrea said."Why don't we talk about this teacher of yours? Since Iris will be meeting him."

"Oh, yeah, what is he like?'' Iris asked in anxious curiosity.

"Oh shit," Sam blinked."Wait, your actually gonna train with him???'' Sam queried in surprise.

"Why is he bad?''

"No. no, just strict. I don't expect him to be so strict with you given your Adjuster is already active."The jet started down the runway.

"Seriously, he won't give up on you to the point where it's nearly abusive. Depending on the amount of work you need to be done and the estimated time. His lessons are specially outfitted for each student, I think. Let's just hope you won't have to drink acid, or get implants or have too use such a dangerous training tool." Said Sam listing and informing Iris.

This made Iris confused and anxious. Just what the heck? what was she getting into? "Why would he need to do that?''

"Because," Sam said."To find your true potential… But sometimes the effort takes very extreme measures some don't. Depends on how your Adjuster works, I think. Which I have no idea." she said.

Iris still wondered what he or it was like."Is he nice?"

"Too nice.'' Sam said."or you can make up your mind Yourself. You'll see him soon."

The jet finally took off. Rising, Iris gazed out the porthole window.

She guesses she will….

Infinite Home Town Buffet

"hey,look they archived the bottle of shampoo." Clef nodded up leaning in and squinting at the pulled up tab pinging into the Scp foundations deep web . He was given a temporary office in site 19. That still didn't stop him from decorating it.

Meanwhile, Z was spinning in a vintage modern swivel lounge chair on the other side of Clefs Desk. Legs crossed head leaned over the top rim of the flexible head spinning around without any clear sign of cause. "Oh, shit really? you all work quick then."

"It's a good thing you have that Dr.Daniels" he continued, "He's gone through 46 of your D-Class with excellent resolve. I know encouraging that sounds sick to you but to me, when I see someone doing something even I would have difficulty executing, I can't help appreciate it." He spread out his arms.

"What are you a child? quit it. That's from Shark Tank."

Z gave a heel jabb into the ground halting the spinning facing clef. "How much?''

"688. of course they gave it to me I didn't need to buy it myself" said Clef leaning and folding back intertwining resting fingers behind his head

Z gave a look that said whats the point?

"I pulled this thing out of the corner when I got in here, you weren't even using it. This thing also looks like it belongs in some prime ministers office, not under your ass,'' said Z rudely raising a cheek and squinting wink of disappointment.

"But whatever your tastes are your tastes. Speaking of tastes, gotta feed the lion." he then stood groaning as he stretched.

"oh yeah, Lucifer," said Clef.

"Just a regular lion, Just archive it as 'Tactical battle cat' in business expenses and assets." suggested Z lazily." Clef got a call. Under the most offensive ringtone ever. It raped Z's ears on the edge of the pain thresh-hold regardless of whether it was half volume or not.

♪Don't you want me baby! don't you want me aaaah ah ah ah ♪

The song went on in cruel overkill for, It wasn't even the original song it was the cover, Clef had ukulele skills. Just not the vocal range. Z's brow twitched in agonized distress arms tensing out the urge to toss the phone at the wall.

whether or not Clef was aware of Zs' pain was irrelevant, may be obvious as he just sat there for the remainder of 2 more drawn out minutes as the piece played on.

"Looks like their here." he got up and headed to the door, had he glanced to his left he would have seen Z had already inserted the barrel of a glock into the back of his mouth.

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Iris stood exiting the jet coming down the attachable stairs, behind Andrea and in front of Sam. Armed personnel stood in a tight ring to from the sides of the steps. Parting to let Clef and Z walkthrough.

Iris's face was unsure. She knew who Clef but was down there, but was that Z beside him? He seemed peaceful in his presence and smile. Beautiful even, It contrasted with Clefs never dropping unsettling grin and sluggish body posture. Iris chose to give quick look over the shoulder, Sams' face confirmed it. She looked like she had just seen a living legend.

"Hello, ladies Have a nice trip?'' Walked over Clef, hands lying in the lower pockets of his coat.

"The hell ass hole? Why didn't you pick up my call?'' snapped Andrea.

He caught a glimpse around Andrea of Sam and Iris. Disregarding Iris."Hey, you fucker!! The hell is you looking at!?"Sam retaliated with a confronting glare and snarl." You a pedo or something?"

"Calm down Sam." Ordered Z causally, then gave a welcoming approach to Iris."And so, you must be Iris." he relayed down a friendly smile."Hi, I'm Scp 2718." He bent a hand his fingers laying them feathered on his chest."I am an indentured servant forced to serve the foundation as well."

'What the hell did he just open with?' Iris thought to herself.

"uhm, sorry it wasn't that I didn't see you I just-"

"No that's fine,"said Andrea," Nice to meet you too. Andrea Adams." She shook his hand.

"Hey whats up my names Sam." Sam walked up to and greeted Clef.

"The fuck?"thought Clef." Dr.Clef, and you must be , 5533."

"I've just made us all reservations at where ever the fuck. So, why dont we head in?"said Z.

Z led them into some random unused Cell and Tore a white sheet off the bed and layed it flat on the ground there was a brief purple glow under his palm as he let its corner be.

"Okay everyone under the sheet."Said Z.

"First!" Sam quickly crouch walked and threw the sheet over herself.Her would be outline fell non-existent as the sheet fell flat onto the Ground.Iris's eyes widened in astonishment, jerking her head back.

Clef was next.Wait though,she thought. Wasn't Clef able to suppress things like this?or is he just not doing it now? Maybe.

"Come on Iris,"Adams lifted the sheet."I know this is weird but it's part of this meet and greet,you can come under with me.''

Iris found herself dropping to her feet waiting in line.Hear eyes wondered around taking in the sight that was unknown to her: Home town buffet.

"Okay, Iris you look young enough too. So just say your 12."Said Z to her,

though it didn't grab her attention as much as the members of the line beyond who she knew. One was a tall Slender 8 foot woman with a wide straw hat, thin framing black hair *Houk* *Houk* *Houk* every swagger in her frail emaciated form, dare she say joint concealing dress emitted with the use of the seemingly lissome nonexistent feet shifting down the line. The other was a group of crow-headed tux suited men, she saw one reach into its throat from it's human teethed beak and pull out a phone from its throat. The thing was made of a nest. Beyond tapping of the birdmans finger was a pile snake of eyed entrails who conformed to humanoid shape as its turn to pay came up.

"Hey, I like your hat." complimented upwards Sam to the tall woman. Iris looked back and forth reeling around at Sam and the Tall skeletal woman questioning Sams' Intelligence. Who's sound ended suddenly as she peered down quickly from the shadow of her straw hat giving out a thankful sigh with a cheerful wince. Andrea was next in her sights. It stretched her cheeks up even further.

She had to say something…

" Oh uhm… " Andrea tried to articulate through the sudden spot put on her.

"Oh really?" Z said translatively. "She said she likes your dress, Andrea. And I must agree it is rather formfitting." He translated politely.

''Huh!?''Sam gasped insulted."What about my dress?''

The tall woman gave a soft hum of 'so-so' before refacing her view in the line.

"Hey Z, where do you have us?''Clef asked turning side to side."The hometown buffet in Archon." Z responded informatively and casually.

"Where the "Fuck" is Archon?" Clef asked as they moved up the in the line.

"It doesn't matter the food here is great."

The birdmen disappeared into blurs behind a bar and rope. Z walked up to a bored sickly glowing radiating outline and Skeletal X-rayed humanoid behind a tall counter and pulled out a Wallet from literally no where. Z spoke in an unknown dialect and emitted spastic hand gestures and laughing pulling out a holographic quality card of solid air from his wallet and handing it to the humanoid who did a poofing thing with a floating silicate screen converting the card into air.

Z returned his wallet to nothing and turned around to face the others,"They really don't pay enough nowadays be thankful your not stuck in such a gesturing them in. they entered the endless upon passing the rope buffet.

"Okay, our seat is closer since we're pretty primitive and aren't up for walking so our next step is gonna take us to our booth just want to return and it should take you. If you get lost I'll come and find you." Explained Z.

"what will take us?"Asked Andrea. Who was cautiously uncertain just what the fuck the things got them into. "Also what the FUCK are we doing here?''

"The restaurant it has a Claircognizant Mind component. Meaning what you want is what you will get."

She didn't understand a smidge of that nor could she pretend to know what this guy is talking about. "I'm going to the desserts, anyone coming?''Said Sam influencing Clef ."I'll scope out some treats."Said Clef.

Sam dropped a wedge of cake on a plate the Cake automatically replenished. She scooped up a cookie from a platter.

It was replaced."Fuck yeah choco chip!"

"Oh, You've been here before."Said Clef picking up a crepe. "Z brought us here when we all finally achieved our perfection states,'' said Sam

"You two sure are using a lot of weird terminology.''

"He'll explain."Sam said.

"Do you believe in any god, just asking."He said before taking a bite of the crepe."No, not really. The spaghetti monster needs a colander. Also, the pink unicorn is pink, I hate pink."She served herself a bowl of Ice cream."You hate pink? Ironic? is it a regret?"

Sam shot a vehement leer at Clef "I want to kick your ass. Also, no dumbass who complains about stupid shit like that."

"Awww, that's not stupid."Said Clef sympathetically nearly conversationally.

'The fuck was this guy's problem.'

"Okay, you're weird. look I had to live. It wasn't instant it was gradual though he saw something in me that wasn't color or who I cared about. Not like he can, Mr.Z is fuckin colorblind. No actually he can't even see color. Anyway, I know who I am, and it's not pink."Said Sam.

"Colorblind?''

"Yeah, he can't see any color just don't mention that he wears purple," warned Sam,

"Huh? Oh, he hates it?''

"No, he likes it." she said. Ste ping out of and into as an instant blur within the foodstuff eternity.

"So SCP- 2718."Andrea began to ask behind Zs plate of Carrots."They put you in charge of recruitment, we have a pretty long list of recommendations. Have you seen it? What are your thoughts." she asked secretly testing."You all have a very offense based candidates." he answered popping in a measured chunk of his food into his mouth with his fork.

"But after I'm done looking at those. I want too at least propose a Medical unit of objects. Versatility goes beyond combat, you know."

'Wait that may be a good idea…'

Andrea realized."Have any other suggestions?''asked Andrea.

"One in mind. The others, I'll see what gets offered as a liquidated candidate and what Sophia would prefer as my Director."He said picking clean his plate.

"So, Iris," Z leaned around to the seat behind him.

he leaned around a booth behind him,"Are you scared? I'm not implying you should be. I am just obligated by law and my general sense of moral duty to instill some caution. I'm not particularly inclined to tell you why you should undergo one of my lessons. That is up to you. What I can input is that whatever it is make sure it is strong enough to carry you through. Otherwise, you will fail. And it won't be my doing."

"!" Iris flinched. 'What? What does he mean?'

"I understand," Iris responded nodding respectfully…

"hmmm," his lip curled," I don't think you do." Z looked at her inspectivelly.

Leaning back into his seat." I wouldn't worry about her she'll be fine" he told Andrea reassuringly. It was then that Sam and Clef returned." Hey, you two not gonna get anything?" Sam asked then nodded towards Iriss' empty plate and tossed on a cookie.

"Eat bitch." she smiled.

"He was right this is good." Clef sat down beside Andrea.

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Z stood guiding the others to the restaurants' exit. Sam was licking an Ice Cream cone."Okay, this door should take us all back under the sheet please crawl out one at a time please."

One by one each came out from under the sheet Z being the last."Okay now to just shut this down-"Z held up the sheet giving another purple raying glow under his hand. He gave an experimental swing of the sheet then tossed it back on the bed."There."

Clef picked it up."Sorry but I think I'll archive this."

"Why? It won't work anymore."

Clef had next tossed it over Andrea for confirmation."HEY!! she quickly yanked it off with a scathing tone and frustrated tone, dragging it off her head.

" Huh. now what do you know— it doesn't work…" she flustered down with a rattled look.

"Was it you?"Andrea asked to Clef clumping the sheet in her arms."No.oh no, I haven't been able to activate my effect too often lately."

"Well, because it is an effect…" uttered Z…"You can't do this with other things, can you?"Clef squinted. Z just looked off pushing out his lips. Narrowing eyes switching back and forth at there corners. He then smiled.

"Depends? are you asking?''

"Perhaps you what you Sexless Trap."Clef pressed. "Yeah I can do things so what? That has been established. Can we move on?" Z shrugged.

"I mean there gonna categorize your ass…literally your ass, maybe it'll be Safe. For entry reasons. Hopefully they'll test you further just to make sure."

Iris wasn't sure What this guy was implying.

"FiGHT!!TEAr EaCH OTHeRS EYES OuT!!!"Sam blurted needless intense cheering.

Iris's head recoiled at Sam. Her outburst stopped the strange tension. Andreas' eyes fluttered.

"Holy shit Sam, we were just playing around-" A shot rang as Zs body flailed back against the shot from Clefs Shotgun leaving a sizable gap in his. The bullet taking a bite bisecting his head. His back dropped slumping against the wall as his being disintegrated in a whirl of black fading ash. Iris watched drawing back. Sam Flinched. And Andrea gasped.

"…My reality Anchor effect only works halfway on him though, Not like I would be able to do much… it better start talking, and soon."

Z appeared beside them again."Impatient much Clef?''

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Z Sat in his 3 room Class A Cell. In one room behind one out of place door. A desk stood on the floor of a tattered platform.The walls of infinity presenting a bright but fading light to the area Z energetically flicked his fountain pen absorbed in editing a 14 inch by 12 inches elaborate leather-bound book. Whos unknown Inked glyphs rippled on the biege pages with every dabbing addage of his mark. Ink crawling drifting apart in whirling whisps from the page.

Iris with Andrea watched Sam Brush her lions mane from its Huge class box Habitat."Why don't you come pet him? He's Tamed."

"No thank you, I don't really like cats, that big."Iris said, Sam, scooped up her giant cat,

"suit your self."She rocked the giant cat in her arms."Who's my precious little fluffy bebe!" Sam cooed. Rubbing her cheek in the confused cats mane.

Andrea held back laughter. In a wavering attempt to maintain professionalism.

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Iris, Sam, and Andrea were led to the door of an average elementary classroom door in the facility. She and the others entered. Clef sat in some random chair while Z stood at teachers desk.

"You three take a seat please." white light the white realm of blank canvas outside lit the window pane in one white rectangular glow. Iris and Sam sat. Andrea chose a seat atop the corner of a desk.

"Iris this will be the start of your lessons for your training. I don't want too just start your lesson without telling what the hell I'll be doing." He shrugged hands held out flat. Then

"So are you on board for this lecture?''

Iris looked at Andrea for confirmation like a child before he does. Andrea gave a

"Ready," Iris nodded compliantly. Though an inkling of her inside still held a dab of apprehension she didn't care how this would start.

"Perfect!! I'll begin by explaining Adjusters!"

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Adjuster Lecture.

An Adjuster is the true primordial only access to Infinite Possibility and Impossibility of everyone and everything has one. (Though on rare occasions it is not.)

It allows for the achievement of true subjective true potential! As subjective reality is subjective. And since perfection isn't Objective it cannot be Subjective but purely Subjective! For humanoids, the Adjusters capabilities are determined by the users' Personality or in object case Affinity. This happening occurs by way of effects on the Main base Consisting of The Mind Component, Soul Component, and the Body Component.

For example, the effects are and not limited to:

Attachment/Application effect-the phenomenon in which another Adjuster of an object or humanoid is by Direct or indirect influence of another Adjuster, may lead to a trigger effect of the influenced.

Trigger effect-The phenomenon in which an Object or Humanoid gains access to its anomalous properties by way of unplanned activation of ONE of the components of the Adjuster. Causing an adverse It is possible but unlikely to achieve a perfected state with or without manual interference from a Certified Master.

Response effect- the positive or negative reaction between two Adjusters reaction that leads to a Compatible sync or incompatible repel between two Adjusters. Determines and can lead to the Compatibility Effect.

Compatibility effect- the complementary function between Two Adjusters.

Shut down effect-directly or indirectly action in which holder of the Adjuster the permanent or temporary denied access to the uses of the adjusters' components by way of. Basically when one component ability stops working, so the thing stops working.

Activation- not to be confused with the trigger effect, in which an object or humanoid without direct interference still gains access to its Adjusters Components. The activation effect is the event of pure positive manual interference to access the components or component's Full subjective or objective abilities. This Process is usually performed by a Certified Master.

Locked effect-The humanoid or object is permanently restricted from it's or their Adjusters innate Ability/Abilities. Progress and any Growth of the components are halted for infinite forever. It is not possible to attain a perfection state. Progress is Halted indefinitely.

Now these effects can work in conjunction Negatively. All may lead to the positive progress of your subjective Perfection.

True progress to your Subjective Perfection is Gained by the aided progress from a certified Master, Such as my "Self". If not done correctly the individual or Objects base will only end up embodying an objective non Reality or an Effect.

Examples? You Iris, Your Mind Component is working in conjunction with your Body Component. If you haven't noticed your abilities go into a shutdown effect with your Mind Component is disrupted or not in Ideal. Due to your mind component being much more dormant than your Soul and Body Component. For now, you are only utilizing your Body component and Soul Component when accessing your abilities, hence why your abilities still react in only in direct contact with its triggering objects function.

"My mind?"Responded Iris. Wait for a second… Is that why she Can't use her abilities when shes Depressed or Anxious?

Yes, your Mind. To make it Clearer allow me to explain The individual Components.

The Mind Component-The bearer of all Psychic States

The Body Component-Bearer of all Physical States

The Soul Component-The most Important Bearer of the Realm of possibilities as it is the main Conduit of regulation of both the Mind Component and the Body component main access of the Adjusters base channeling and Connecting the access to the Infinite and finite, Possible and Impossible. The majority of anomalous effects are usually a result of this components awakening. Without it there really is no "You"

as you Can guess The Adjuster is the "Self". Something you must never loose hold of. Through a embrace of a Objective non reality or improper progress through only Base effects.

or your Adjuster could be damaged into corruption.

The Corruption Effect -is the final result of Improper non subjectively perfect progress. Its it not irreversible but completely difficult too amend.

You Clef for example, since your Adjusters' progress, was rushed while still in the Shut down effect you are now corrupted to be in that effect.

682's Adjuster progressed through an Objective nonexistence/Reality of pure Destruction and hate becoming non-existent embodiment.

A further nonexistent embodiment includes Sin as well. Yes, that is a nonreality it is "Self'' as a result of its nonexistence destructive. So Clef add that to your checklist as well.

"Wait," began Clef, "Then what about 076-2? He had the biggest hate boner for Cain as far as I could tell."

"Oh, no trust me it wasn't hate. Speaking of those two. It should be another explanation for me to tell you that one can have more than one type of component."

"Abel has Two mind components."

"And Cain as of now has Two perfectly functioning body components."

"Though as positive as that sounds it really isn't It just makes the adverse effects of the non-balanced components even worse. I mean for example if Iris is struggling with the dormancy of one of her bases components, what do you think adding or awakening one more component will do?"

"Depending on its situation. You may find, if the new component is added horribly and unnaturally that it be dormant or shut down the component it was replacing or adding as a feature of."

"Causing further disruption, with any negative factors. Cains Curse for example with his regular body was bad enough before he decided to go and off himself because back then he could control his Curses damage reversal ability. The Curse reversing his nature growing, it applied with that too. And was only more aggravated by his new Dual Components. Resulting in me having to weaken the curse to 100% out of 150% by amplifying the added components aptitude. In order for the full relinquished removal of the said curse and triggering the full awakening of the 2nd dormant component. Amending the unbalance with Cains pod which is currently a tool for growth, Just as Sams shampoo was only requiring less supervision on my part."

"As for Abel since his two mind components were natural to his ''Self''. The adverse effects were minimal."

"Yes, because you can inherit certain mannerisms as parents at times. And Since that counts as the personality which determines your Adjusters base, You can carry over to your offspring."

"So, the moral of the story is that your perfect the way you are?''Clef said with a tone of humor.

"Yes. you are a majestic daisy."

"Fuck you. I'm a Dandelion."Clef remarked.

"Well, I think that calls it for today. Iris I'll give you a day to prepare for your lessons. Class dismissed."

"Huh?… ''

Andrea couldn't-wait did this guy just explain-no… that's impossible wait Didn't he say… Impossible she assessed carefully head rattling.

Iris exited the classroom,with Sam.She had answers why these things exist why there here. She Couldn't believe it showed in her face.

"OI! Iris you okay your face is talking again."Sam pointed out beside her leaning into her side with a catty smile.

"Yeah what? what the hell?''Iris's tone confided."What the hell was that?'' she exasperated.

"It's not that bad—you just need to uh, think a little and then it will make sense.''said Sam." Trust me it's confusing I know."

"I explained further ahead to the director she has a recording go see her."Z

Iris glimpsed at Sam"How many components did you have?''She asked as they continued down the hall Clef, Z , and Andrea 3 feet behind," Oh, I was a defective base who couldn't make progress." Sam said.

Later that Night Iris left the canteen. She Came around the corner. Farther down the hall Abel entered her line of sight, but she didn't let up she was gonna may this guy pay later, she thought as she passed Abel. Iris Glimpsed leering in fierce determination from a regarding glare.

Abel returned with his own cold downward at her from his passing stride.

The two continued on there respective directions down the hall…

Two days later,

"So are you like the ancient terminator?" Sam asked head tilting curiously to Cain by a water cooler In a staff lounge.

"What?"Cain asked in baffled confusion." You know?" Sam tapped her chin, you remind me of this one Mortal combat character his name is like, Jax I think?" She compared,"you sure your not a candidate in an inter-dimensional tournament?'' she rubbed her chin nodding back her head in

"How… interesting? and no that is not the case."Cain replied ." Are you a new object? I do not believe I have seen you around."

"Cause you need to look down half the time to even get a glimpse. -1 point for making me recall my cruel disposition jerk… "

"Cain!" Abel shouted towards Cain impatiently entering the lounge,"We need to continue work on the farm!"

Abel took Sams shoulders picked up and propped absent mindedly Sam to the side like a piece of furniture, meeting face to face with Cain.

"Brother remember personal space?"

Abel took a step back out of rough consideration.

"They have already sent in the herd animals. Of Both male and female," said Abel.

"Boy don't you shove me to the side!"Complained sam stomping her foot.

"Go back to your toys child."Abel said in a downwards nod from the corners of his eyes snapping back to his focus on Cain."Now come on, Cain."

"Brother this one is not a child she's-"

"Don't Care" Abel interrupted coldly.

"Tch, boi you should before I kick your ass." Sam pointed up at the Sumerian warrior Abels eyes darted down corking behind the pent-up fury."You little! I have no interest in fighting children!! GO AWAY!!"

"DON'T SCREAM AT ME!!"Sam stamped."YOU FOOKIN ANTIENT HOODRAT!!"

"Brother lets go before I flay this one!!"Abel said unstable with irritation.

Sam tossed a vindictive tone. "I am not a kid! I am 35 years old! you useless pectoral muscle!!"

"Oh really?"Abel galled then, leaned down squinting after his second glance,"Speak again…" he whispered in a dubious tone as if searching her for deception. He lurched down with a speculative look.

Sams' eyes seized. And jaw tensed. A look as if she had just been hit by cold water.

"I know you!" Abel pointed at with a bent wrist at Sam. And a sure grin.

Sam snapped."No, you don't!" she shoved off his hand in a gainsaying swat."You're just high!"

"Yes, I have I know that careless color well—" his eyelids ascended further open. "You're the daughter of-!!" his head once there now wasn't

Sam reeled a Slap at Abel. Abel was Obliterated to paste in one concussive splat onto the wall. The after gust scattering open cabinets. And sliding Cain on his feet.

Cain was in utter shock as Sam rotated back around with steaming grazed knuckle tips that filled in their wounds.

"Fucking no good." Sam promptly took a Dixie Cup filled it and drank it. Crushing it to a wad she threw it on the ground causing a small crater and stormed out the lounge. Cains' head tracked her with the same stuck look of startled surprise then sweeping over a look of concern to the splat on the wall.

After this Sam was apprehended after Security review of the lounge CCTV in the Sector 10 of Site 19. Afterward, a request of reprimand was issued by Scp-2718.

Z blinked."Sam. Abel." . As the two superhumans stood in front of him passing spiteful glances."Giving the event of earlier I will be temporarily shutting down your Adjusters. Abel, you are just lucky I didn't see you push your blade forward,"

"but," Abel attempted to debate only to be shut down by Z's dropping expression of irritation.

"No.Buts."Z warned sternly with an unforgiving glare,"I am also making you two spend the rest of the day together so you can get along. Your bitterness is not dragging this operation to the damn ground. I do not want your horribly conducted resolves here if you two cannot coexist!"

The two balked from his unstable eyes burning with enough heat behind them to freeze fire.

"But… the farm… what about your prior orders?" questioned Abel starting within a hidden wave of shame.

"Oh, well you two are just gonna have too work together on that? Aren't you?'' said Z in warm sarcasm, before outstretching an open hand between them. A 3D effect of transitioning After Images slid out of there bodies then faded. "Now, leave a…"Z ordered sternly pointing them to the door with the bearing of a Juvenile corrections officer.

Abel and Sam left. Sam in disappointment and Abel in frustrated humiliation.

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"There, that should do it." he approached Sophia and Clef Clapping off nonexistent dust from his hands."Nothing else?''

"No actually. And about your punishment.what if they-"

"Oh don't worry I've made it so that if they kill each other they can never come back, And they're both at a humans base level in terms of stats so I don't think they're stupid enough to try for each other's throats." Explained Z."Now about tomorrows training with Iris, I will be adding another permanent installment in the Cordoned Sector of Site 19… -"

"Okay. I've had enough of your shit. Moose has already told us your real jurisdiction so why the hell are you asking permission to move around your own damn site…" Clef said disgruntled up from a stirring focus on his coffee foam.

Z scrunched his lip and looked away, in stubborn denial ."No, that's not true otherwise, I wouldn't be asking. Also, Moose is the director, not me.

"Yeah, hah, nice try. Why don't you do something lazy ass."Clef grinned Stirring his coffee

"Thats not up to me. Sophia voluntarily gave up

"Zero, you are to Direct Site 19," Sophia ordered casually.

"Fuck…, I'm not Zero!" he reiterated," You all really shouldn't even really need me; If anything you're the lazy ones." Z snapped cradling his arms in secret retaliation.

"I mean you're all smart enough to figure out science, but the other shit? By the time I got here, it took you all an embarrassingly long time to decipher these abnormal happenings."

"Hey quit being a dick." said Clef, before taking a sip of his coffee,"We're trying our best with what the 0-5 council shoved up our asses. Also why the fuck am I Scp-048 now?"

"If the shoe fits… "said Z in a ."…throw it at some one's head." Z quipped.

"Wow, thanks for the hung jersey dick"Clef returned with his own annoyed tone of humor.

"Hooray for Meta-Hazards!"Z cheered performing an arm raised back hopping swiveling heel twirl.

"Oh yeah, New hazard type was just added. I feel a like a proud nuisance."

"Hey, I thought you said you couldn't dance."Reminded Clef."Z glanced over his shoulder in a rolled bottom lip of spite."Why don't you shut your pole eating mouth Clef?''

"Now I'm imagining you in foot loose." Clef looked up in wonder as Sophia got a yogurt out from the fridge and unpeeled the foil lid and got out a spoon from the utensil drawer, about to dive it in only to find Z beaming over a dead stare.

"Yeah, go ahead I wanna see you eat that."

Sophia slowly set the yogurt on the counter a put back the spoon with a stuck look.

"Dumb asses. oh and I took the liberty of locating and Containing any lost Scps with a little help of course."

"From who?'' questioned Sophia.

"Oh, nobody really. But he says hi." Z smirked.

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Iris found Sam outside the Large doors to Abel and Cains barn Arms folded in irritation. As two armed personnel stood in surveillance and the end of its side frames.

"Sam I'm going now, you still-"

"No. Can't and Yes still grounded," she said in arm folding dissatisfaction. Ankles Crossing with her legs to the tip of her shoe.

"So you really Can't?''

"Nope and it could be worse. I would take this over the book any day."Sam said giving a relocating behind her ear pinch back to a face-framing curl.

"I really hate this guy."Iris growled."But I'll be able to deal with that later… "

"Okay, your starting to scare me… "Sam stated wincing in concern.

"I need to head too Sector 8 see ya." Iris waved off as she turned around. With a stoic look of motivation.

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Andrea escorted Iris to a dreary section of Site 19, If not for the spaced-out skylights. They passed strange disarranged doors parallel to both their sides. They didn't seem like the Foundations standard hydraulic conditioned doors. Along with the fresh-appearing gloss coat of green paint on the walls.

"These must be where it contained the leftover Scps in the site." Andrea surmised with a side turning look around.

"He what?" Asked Iris.

"I received a fat stack of logs and re-archives yesterday. Fucking Clef can't even share the Workload."

It was then they spotted Clef and Z far from down the hall. Not before Blaire adjusted own route w to pass a greeting stop by the two, They stopped in response.

"Hey! you two are going to have a blast, or not. Depends on that one. Anyhow, I need to go," she said. Passing them further.

She Smiled "Welcome to Site 19."

She waved off with her steps continuing down the hall behind them. Iris and Andrea Finally met up with both Clef and Z. To their right was a door or What was it? It looked like a stargate in its arched metallic steel frame stuck into the wall.

Z casted a friendly smile down to Iris."Ready to go?''

Iris nodded in stern determination.

"Ready…" she uttered.

"Then let's get started". Clef passed through after Z As Iris followed shortly behind Andrea. Swallowing wads of uncertainty… within her throat

Return of the King

Iris exited into Island which appeared to hold the developed and developing stages of humanity. Some reached, others yet to have been met.

There were surprisingly regular people or what she believed to be regular people. If her time at the foundation has told her anything everything is not what it seems.

"They are all dead." Z answered her metatonia "This is a hyper dimension a 7th-dimensional reality of endless impossibility. This hyper dimension, in particular, is a state of purgatory. The ones you see here admitted entrance may never hear paradise due to ''your'' gods overbearing standards. So, I let them all stay here. They can learn to live here temporarily or eternally. They have the choice of moving to other supplied hyper dimensions. Though us being alive here is a grave disadvantage as the realms effects only apply to the dead outside this dimension and entering.

"As a result should we die we will be gone forever. Or at least you three will." Z said in an unapologetic tone.

"That isn't funny," Andrea said in a deadened look.

"Who said it was supposed to be? If anything it should make things a little more, interesting. now, Iris, I have made arrangements to have you learn from one of our own teachers stationed in this reality. Owing to your innate abilities specific methods of activation."

"Oh, another master?"

"In a way yes, but only slightly. You two I feel are going to get along swimmingly," he said with a comforting smile yet it held a glint of something. Something but it wasn't good. Or it was just her.

The three reached the door within the underground facility in the islands crust. Z opened it a disappointed glare surfaced on his face. The absence swelled in him irritation hidden yet like a rising tide. The room absolutely fumed with the scent of coffee.

"I apologize, It would appear he is not here. In the mean time how about a tour?''

The three passed by a large blue dome out fitted by golden teeth that held it in the seems like a grand blue gem.

"You all haven't gotten to this stage yet so we'll pass by this one. They all continued on the path then a green Lepidoptera passed Clefs ear it rose spasticly joining others in flight fluttering closer and closer to to a multitude in its likeness.

There was a silohette in the suns rays of a gruff man with a news boy cap with a scrappy neck looked down at them from the top of the dome. He leapt sliding from the roof of the and landed in a crouch with a swarm of green devotion, The sleek seemingly titanium scabbards of the swords sheathed at his side gleamed ominously with a new renewed look up of excitement.

Clef gasped from his widening eyes, Andreas quiet suprise and Iris's shock.

He layed a hand on a hilt.

He took his time and allowed Clef to see every inch of the familiar blade as he pulled it free. He then came at Clef like a whirl wind of scattering butterflys Clef almost 2 seconds two slow as Kondrakis sword caught sparks against the barrel bottom of Clefs shot gun. The effect of the force jolting Clef to a unequal footing.Clef ducked backwards as a slash almost caught him in the chest. He fired rapid shots in quick succession the recoil bursting him back in hopping segments of distance.

Kondraki closed the distance pushing him back with neat yet vicious slashes . Clef wasn't up for this his performance wavered before Kondraki initiated a time skipping kick into his gut hurling Clef into a land on his back. Kondraki then charged forward with a attempted swipe.

Clef gave a hiss through gritted teeth. When suddenly Kondrakis charge Came to a staggered pose like a wax figure. Captured in his leaning jab.

Then in one fluid circular motion that instantly contorted his waist into a hideously unnatural angle. Kondrakis body twisted from the joints giving a jerk. There was a loud crack as his elbow bent backwards.

His corpse fell like a discarded towel in a mangled distorted heap. If any one was Close enough ahead they would be within the furious sights of Z's feraling demonic glare.

Iris drew back hands folded over her mouth in pure dazed shock. Just as Z approached with eyes that could burn holes through any Star no unequal to the sun. He stood looming as the limbs re contorted and uncoiled back into its shape.

Kondraki pushed himself up to his knees with exasperated rough coughs.

"What.Did.I.Tell, you?" he accentuated every word of his rewarning to a question stepping his feet apart.

"Oh yeah," Kondraki said through the burning in the previously contorted joints. And taste of pennys in his mouth.

"You'll be able to work like this, right?'' Z asked foreboding with in a soft tone. Kondraki suppressed a shudder as his arms suspending him off the ground grew stiff.

"Yeah…?"

There was a pause then a innocent smile spread onto Z's face,"I sure hope so we're counting on you." Z sang.

Then turned to face a startled Iris oblivious of her past sight. Iris this is to be your teacher. I believe you all have just met.

Clef felt like he just watched this guy just burn his car to the ground, made it look like an accident, then stood helplessly nearby with a hose… and a sympathetic look.

And Kondraki felt like Z just actually fucking killed him.

"Next time don't get caught up in your self I told you before I didn't want you to do this, but your spastic ass jumps from the fucking dome like some fucking anime character. Now get up you retard."

Kondraki got up to his feet."Just wanted to see how I'd do now. Sup Clef."

"Kondraki? that you? what a surprise." "Not really, he set this up since 9 years ago, can you imagine the wait?''

"Kondraki?" Andrea lurched to view. "Hey, that you Andrea?'' Kondraki deposited his scabered in it's holster,"Been a while, eh? How have you been under Clef?"

" Absolute torture sir." Andrea snapped happily

Iris's head whipped back and forth between Andrea and Kondraki.

'Did these two know each other? '

"you can all catch up while we make our way to Kondrakis quarters,"

"Oh yeah gotta show Iris that thing you do with the camera," he scratched his neck beard." Hey Zero you still got the schematic? I know I said I'd have it ready but that's cause I thought I had the damn thing."

"Well I don't I can supply a duplicate. That's my fault I should've just confiscated it for adaption to those measures."

"Too late now, sorry. Come on guys better get too work. " he gestured them in the designated direction to lead the others.

Back in the hall on the way to the previous room.

"-Still holy crap what happened to you?'' Clef asked carrying on a under way discussion," Your all stronger now I feel in adequete."

"What do you think? Z taught me, he said he was sorry I died. Dudes an ass. But he doesn't work to get that way, unlike me guess thats why I wanted to do this. Hell, hahaha, I could give that Sumerian warrior Scp a run for his money." He claimed,"That is If I could leave, just cause I live here ain't makin' me any less dead. "

"Yes but you need work on being a so called 'ass' because some how your insults lack punch after your limbs were just wrung out like a towel." Z contended," Note also that Cain and Abel are much more adept currently One would now equal the other if you faced them now."

"Behold it's habit of devouring hopes and dreams."

"And I'm sorry you never got to cling tighter to Clef. So you could never have fullylearned to be a sarcastic ass."

"Either way that is not my priority, I learn to find out what people secretly need and give it to them. If it effects by undermining the soulless ambitions of another, the more satisfying the unforeseen results may be." Z smirked with snob knowing.

"Hey who the fuck are you to determine that?'' Kondraki silibated.

"oh I'm every body." Z smiled brightly with a smile of pure innocence. Despite that Kondraki still felt the daunting sarcasm through the creases of his smile. Finally they reached the room. Kondraki headed towards the breaker box.

The room became brightly lit with orbs from servers and a huge projected screen from a large computer. Kondraki walked up to the floating yet some how touchable screen. He typed in ruins other wise not known in any other dialect.

"Huh, so what are you typing up there Konny?''

"It's Edenian it's the universal super language and solution to any language barriers since, It is under stood by all regardless of heritage culture or being. A loading widget bar emerged as a floating card of solid holographic air was pushed out.

He walked over and inserted it into a small capsule transforming it into a schematics hard drive.

"Alright Iris I know your using your cellphone now so, Ima show you how to modify a one size fits all Camera into the thing. After that We'll be scripting an app. Then you should be ready to do what ever it is Zero has planned for you."

Iris nodded." Yes, sir."

"you all can stick if you want and watch I know you must have this one on a tight leash."

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It only took 3 hours but Iris found her self working on her phones camera like second nature.

Soon she was coding in the app and then presto. She had it. she opened the Camera app.

It was the Same every thing was still blurry infact there wasn't a photo or live view at all

"Whats the difference? I can't see any thing?'' Iris said inspectively.

"Hey then you might need to use your thumb by moving it off the camera." Said Kondraki.

Iris did so and when she had every thing came into view.

"Woah okay, Try moving your hand into it." Andrea coaxed curiously.

Iris slipped her hand into it. But that didn't stay that way as soon she stuck her entire arm through the phones frame bowing out and expanding the frame into one real time portal she fell through from her side her entire self falling 9 feet away yanking the shrunk now back to default sized phone its self through the desighnated disappearing into sub space as she fell on her arm phone held at her core.

"Oh my gosh." Andreas eyes widened. Taking a voluntary step back.

"Kondraki you genius!! HAHAHa!"

"Only after Z forced the knowledge into my brain."

Z walked over and bent down hands on his knees."Your phone is now a training tool it should help you with your next lesson. just note that the tool is only as adept as it's user." "Are you sure your up for whatever is next?" he in queried griping her shoulder whispering next to her ear.

Iris had to process First what just happened. She stood swatting off his grip. She turned over with a piercing look of fierce determination. Clefs face jerked at the implication of the stare.

Andrea did also but in a more impressed fashionable smirk.

"I guess that look says it all,"Kondraki added."You sure she-" he whispered behind his hand Z in an uncertain tone in Edenian.

"if she can't she'll still learn." Z smiled back in similar speech.

"Hey we have no Idea what your saying, Cut it out." Clef said.

"Come on Iris." Z led her,"Lets begin."

Down an over elaborate hall within the Castle on the Otherworldy island. Z inexcusably kicked in the door to a large room. He was absolutely struggling to hide his bright anticipation. Upon Iris first step the room within the palace transformed and stretched. The entire room contorted and groaned with the distorted waves of materialization.

A coil of corner to corner shelves stretched into a bright white light of rendering infinity. Mounted by 10,000+ metronomes all non active as a stool whirled into existence as Iris was ushered into the center of the room. Kondraki, Andrea and clef waited behind the frame behind them as Iris sat on the stool. She didn't know why she felt a compelling force draw her in.

Z got out a blind fold and wrapped and tied it around Iris's eyes.

'what the hell?'

"Hey what are you doing?"

"This is a part of your training." Z insisted sincerely, until she felt the weight in her jean pocket shift her phone was yanked by nothing into Z's hand. His fingers clenching it. He tossed it fell far and slid across the room. But Iris did not hear it. her spine afixed to stand when Z's voice rang through her mind.

'If you get up from that stool you will die, wonder why you wanted to sit down so straightforwardly.'

Iris's hands frantically sprawled on her face and around to the back of her head at the knot of the blind fold.Her fingers attempted to peel under the wrap.

'Come now Iris, think of the reason I am conversing with you as I am. Should you remove that blind fold all your senses will go permanently numb, You are obliged to test out that claim if you wish'

Iris was overwrought. She whimpered frenetically, however whatever sound she made was slurred.

'What your going to do is when all of these metronomes tick, you are going to turn them off starting from the lowest shelf to the highest.'

Z communicated calmly

"Hey! whats happening "Andrea reacted as Z walked over to exit the room with a plain smile.

The moment he stepped beyond the frame. Their view of Iris was concealed view of Iris by a manifesting wave of wood-like material.

Andrea hovered torn between instinct and revulsion. She shoved past to open the door only to find the rest of the wall standing behind. Iris was gone.

"Where is she!?" she demanded sternly.

"She's at her own mercy now. Whether she gets out of there alive is her doing. It should reappear when either she succeeds or dies trying, or, just dies." Z gave a Callous seeming debrief.

" Woah you did not tell us that-"

"Needed I? If power isn't gained through progressive strife, it most likely isn't true power in the first place. It is just wasted pacing done to emulate the production of true genuine strength. There are no cut corners on the road to completion.You should judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it!"

"I told you… " Kondraki uttered.

"Well what if she does die?? And you know she may die, right?" Andrea asked with a serious looking face with silenced concern.

"So be it. Then she dies, she rinses and repeat. How no matter how many tries it may take."

His voice relayed zero remorse only unyielding conviction. Still how could he keep such a straight face!

"You are nuts!! I'm calling for back up!!" Andrea wretched and turned in disgust of the man before him. But stopped for the grip of the man beside her.

"Andrea… I hate this too but now is not the time to be brash. I would do the same thing too, if I could… "said Kondraki.

Andreas head switched to Clef who stood in wait. Like some one patiently waiting for there taxi to show up while on a rainy day. What were they seeing that she couldn't and why does it matter!?

"This is ridiculous," she nodded sinking wearily and dumbfounded into her hand,"For your sake and hers, she better not die." Warned Andrea.

"A person is only as strong as the allow them selves to be. Should she pass on with out progress, she has only her self to blame." Z put coldly. There was no trace of the strife-free demeanor that had been exhibited earlier. Only still, resolute equanimity.

Andrea could only watch and stare at the face of the door.

Broken Iris

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