Samuel_42

SCP-??? (Jackson)
Object Class: Euclid

Containment: SCP-??? is currently contained at site ??? In a standard humanoid containment

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-??? Is currently contained at Site-??? In a furnished standard humanoid containment chamber, all staff who enter SCP-???’s Chambers are recommended to be unarmed to minimize the chance of SCP-??? Entering an active hostile state, in a case of that happening the chamber is to be locked down and tranquilizers to be pumped into the chambers, this will incapacitate Jackson however SCP-??? Will still be active and hostile, if SCP-??? Is approached well it is still in this state it will manifest a bladed weapon Jackson’s right hand and try to get at whoever is near, and it won’t stop at dislocating Jackson’s shoulder and even breaking his elbow, however if no medical attention is needed because the injury quickly fixes itself within a few hours, SCP-??? usually remains active and hostile for about an hour before returning to a docile state, however, if SCP-??? Manages to escape it’s chamber there are two options.

Possibly Termination Methods: Option one is to simply terminate Jackson with a shot to the head, however it is unknown what will happen to SCP-??? upon Jackson’s termination but it is theorized that SCP-??? will remain active much like how it remains active when Jackson is unconscious, the second option is much more difficult, SCP-??? Is to removed from Jackson’s body via severing of his right arm, however SCP-??? will most likely remain active and hostile.

Description: SCP-??? Is a black haired cocaisan male of average build who goes by the name of Jackson, however, Jackson doesn’t have any anomalous properties himself and would be considered normal side form the actual subject of this file, the reason that he was brought to the foundation is the black tribal tattoo his right arm, the tattoo spans from his fingers to his shoulder blade, this tattoo is the entire reason that he was brought into foundation custitiy, when he was brought into custody the tattoo was a meir 2 inches in length and an inch in width on Jackson forearm.

How the Object was brought into the foundation: The foundation heard of SCP-??? After an entire SWAT team was wiped out during a raid on an occultic hideout when Jackson was being held hostage, after the failed raid the foundation was contacted and an MTF was dispatched to the hideout, upon entering the hideout there were signs of a battle, several dead cult members and one dead SWAT member, the further the MTF traveled into the more corpses were found until they arrived at what could only be described as a sacrificial chamber covered in blood and several bodies that look to have been cut up by a number of bladed weapons and what looks to be a tattoo parlor chair that had wrist restraints on it in the center of the room, the right wrist was undone but the left seems to have been cut open, there is a body by the chair who’s neck has been slit from ear to ear, there doesn’t seem to be anything living in the chamber aside from the quiet sound of someone weeping and muttering to themselves that can be heard coming from the corner of the room, the MTF members train their guns on the source of the, their barrel mounted flashlight illuminating a figure huddled in the corner covered in blood clutching their right arm, one of the MTF members are instructed to approach the huddled up figure, the member does as instructed, the member can be seen approaching the figure and is about to touch their shoulder, the member can be heard over the radio “sir, are you alright? What happened he-” the member is cut off when their hand comes in contact with the figure’s right shoulder and their had gets swiftly severed at the wrist the figure has quickly turned and cut off the member’s hand with small but sharp knife pitch black kine, the member falls back in shock as the figure yells out “PLEASE STAY AWAY, I DON’T WANT TO HURT ANYONE!” the figure can be seen trying to clutch their arm close to their chest but it seems like their arm is still trying to get at the fallen member, the fallen member manages to drag themselves back to the others members well blood seeps from their stump, one of the members quickly helps their allie applying a tourniquet to their wrist to stop the blood flow, all this time the figure can be heard mumbling “please, I don’t want to hurt any more people…”
Upon seeing that their subordinate has been taken care of the captain of the MTF turns their attention back to the huddled up figure “who are you and what happened here?” the captain can be heard asking the figure, the figure quietly replies “I-I am Jackson O’Neil, I was kidnapped from my home and brought here about a week ago and held here, until earlier this morning they brought me here and strapped me to that” he points to the chair “and gave me this” he holds out his right arm and shows the small black tattoo on the inside of his forearm, it seems to be moving slightly “they were also doing some sort of ritual, they were speaking in some strange language that I didn’t understand, whatever they were doing I was at the center of it and whatever it was was going fine until the Swat came and started shooting and that’s when it went bad..well, worse from me, when the shooting started,the next thing I knew my right arm was free and the one who was tattooing me was lying bleeding out on the floor and there was black dagger in my hard, without me doing it, my arm cut me free, I got up and tried to make a brake for the door when one of the Swat officers got in my way and my arm killed him, soon everyone was dead than you all arrived, who are you people?” the figure asks taking note of the SWAT like gear and the odd symbol on their uniforms, the MTF captain replies “we are a Mobile Task Force that works for the SCP foundation, we are sent out to investigate dangerous supernatural phenomena” the figure looks at his arm then to the MTF captain “I remember something, my arm only seemed to go after those who were armed…” Jackson grimises slightly at the united pun, the MTF captain nods and drops their weapons before slowly approaching Jackson, he holds out his arm showing the tattoo that seems to slightly squirm under his skin, however it doesn’t seem hostile, the captain is now standing within arms reach of Jackson and offers their right hand, Jackson takes it with his left and is pulled to his feet, at this time the MTF captain raidos the foundation radios asking for an extraction and to have a humanoid containment unit ready, several seconds pass before the captain speaks again “10-4 command, we’re heading to the extraction point, over and out” they turn back to their team “we’re moving” just like that the MTF help their injured comrade to their feet “oh” the captain speaks up again “do not draw your weapons unless absolutely necessary, understood?” their men respond “yes sir” they head for the door, the captain jesters for Jackson to follow, he nods and silently follow the others, soon after they arrive at the extraction point without an issue, from that point Jackson