Little Miss Sunshine.

Iris passed Cain in the main assembly hall. She should say hello, or he would do that this time actually, to her suprise the reserved man was full of openness.

"Iris, hello."

"Hey. You seem more… Alive. Can I say that?"

"Do not mind. For it is true. Say… we will be getting a new addition. I've worked hard to get it included can I speak to you on the subject matter?"

Iris was unsure. What was he excited for? Given the uncharacteristic cheeriness of the man she might as well as find out.

Iris nodded, still very unsure." Sure. You can."

"Come to my office tomorrow. I'll have a meeting scheduled." Cain walked on past, there was notably more energy to his pace. Iris spent the rest of her routine wandering who or what he would have wanted to contribute so fervently. She just hoped it wasn't… no, it couldn't be…

She kept her hopes low all throughout the night.

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"Iris entered the office, she sat on a chair whose padding had been replaced with nylon. In fact most personal effects of the office were non-organic. Iris spotted something peculiar on his desk. A yo-yo? Upon the touch the metal vibrated her senses, not in a bad way, it was more of a soothing ordeal.

Cain emerged from a room. Iris quickly put the toy down," Sorry!"

"No, it is fine. You can't break it, I made sure."

"Is it for anybody? Or is it yours?"

"It is my nieces. However, it was confiscated it and is now in my possession. It will be sent back shortly. I only need it to document its properties."

"Niece? You have a-" Her face twitched back." Since-"

"Always however. We've held back on the topic, it's sensitive; but seeing her current situation, It was more than appropriate to intervene." he said."It would be better for her to live in a safer enviorment with some one she related."

"So she's your niece- okay. Then that means she has a father, who is-" her face fell in her hands. She groaned. "Why!?" Cain blinked he didn't expect her assumption to be that accurate." No not to that. Well, yes. But he was only one of her progenitors her main one."

"I don't- so she is his kid?"

"Her main benefactor and nurturer, yes."

Nurturer? What was nurturing about that monster?" Okay, you've lost me."

"We- No I, ask that you not judge her so quickly. She is exempt for our personalities." Cain handed Iris a copy of a file. It was for an SCP. She opened the Manila folder and read the contents. SCP-XXXX?

And this girls picture… she looks like she'd be one of the mean girls at school, with the prep school uniform. And her hair she had to comment:"Um does she die her hair?" because it was really red.

"She has at some points. But that is her natural coloration she gets it from one of her surrogate fathers."

"Another dad? Who?"

"My late youngest. Seth."

"What about her eyes?" they were blue, robotic like Cains light blue, despite that the impression she got was more or less that of a puppy, looking at the world without judgement.

"Her mother. Samson. They were originally, like hers, amber. But since the little one decided to use a aspect of her powers she had not yet been trained to control, she burned them away."

"How'd she get these?"

"Should I speak again, it concerns the one you dislike."

Iris groaned."Sure…"

"My brother tore out his own eyes for me to work with and she was given those. Hopefully she's learned her lesson."

"Okay hold on. How many people made her, and how?"

"Our reproduction works differently, I would be willing to demonstrate but the proccess-"

"NO!" Iris stood up, knocking her chair back."I'm fine — No please!

"-is complex…?" Cain was completely confused. Did she think…? He began to laugh." Any way, I can't, Iris."

"Oh." Iris sat down on the chair she picked up. She felt sooo proud. She could always count on herself to make things awkward.

"Sorry."

"No. It's fine."

"So um, what's she like-" just when she began reading the logs and memos, it would appear she answered herself." She's… surprisingly normal… not quite. I don't think I know alot of people who can rise from the dea-" then again, there was one…" I think there are rough places on a matches box that she can use, instead of herself. She talks about you guys… a lot."

Cain sighed mournfully." I'm surprised as well, that she doesn't resent us…"

"When is she coming?" "She will be visiting in two days. She will undergo evaluation." "Should I expect anything?"

"Yes." he said." Of a matter a fact. She is significantly troubled."

Iris narrowed her eyes." In what way?"

"She's 13. Or at least by our biological and mental standards. Also, she maybe slightly spoiled."

"Okay? She's a kid then? And how spoiled are we talking here?"

"This is only one her personal possessions." Cain said showing her the yo yo." She has many more that her father had given her, that are of higher… appraisal."

"God, please don't let it be a chainsaw crossbow." Iris prayed.

"HE wouldn't of given her anything like that." He said. I am sorry as well for the involvement of-"

"No, no It's fine. At least you told me ahead of time."

"The first day, she'll spend with me. You don't have to worry until the second."

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A chopper landed. There awaiting at the port was Director Sophia light, by her sides, SCP-073, and Director Tilda Moose.

Out stepped a girl with security escort, who led her over. Katherine Sinclair immediately raced passed going straight for Mooses entire wrist."Hello! thank you for seeing our opportunity!"

"Hello SCP-XXXX-"

"Why do you all where white coats, it makes it hard for me to tell you apart…" she said looking both ways, then she saw Cain. She inhaled the loudest wheeze none thought humanly possible, then knelt and darted, like a grasshopper she tackled the grown man off the platform with a hug. Moose and Sophia jumped out of the way in bewilderment and reflex.

"I missed you! I missed you! I missed you!" she sputtered, arms wrapped around him.

Cain grunted and sat up." I can tell."
"Yes!! Shut the fuck up!" Sam screamed violently.

Cain eyes hardened. Sam got up and heeded the warning." Okay. I won't swear. I'm sorry."

"I hate hearing you speak that way." Cain said standing up himself." It's inappropriate."

"Okay. Yup. I'm hungry. Sorry but I am."

Cain patted her head." We'll eat soon."

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Cain dribbled the ball between Sams' grabs he passed a shot straight over her head it got in.

"I win! That was a very good match, Samariah."

The girl was below the threshold for amusement. He only won because he was taller than she was. She walked over were the ball had rolled off, her face unreadable, and dribbled it herself. She tossed it at his head it bounced off, hurting her as well, she fell over. It went into the hoop. She lied on the ground, the ball struck down on her forehead beforehand. Twitching, she sat up shooting up her fist triumphantly.

"You were saying!?" she said in a note of beaten arrogance,"Didn't even have to look." the bruise on her temple fresh in development.

Cain chuckled nervously in a dry sweat.

With the bruise now healed, Sam slept on the couch, curled up in a weighted blanket. Cain decided to pause for the day, and turn on the video player. He sorted through movies and films, until momentarily geting up to handle some boiling eggs. When he returned, he found that all but one movie had gone missing, and Sam had become a mound.

He pulled off the blanket. Sam had taken to hiding all the DVD cases under her stomache.

"Do you want to watch this one?" he smiled raising the Iron giant.

Sam made a grunt.(which meant yes.) and returned all DVD cases.

"Ok then. This one it is."
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Iris entered the 23-B training area, she had waited several hours, when the gate had finally opened, she could see Cain embrace someone closely, and then allow them to walk up to her. The man waved at her too, then the gates shut. Security personnel on the perimeter wall kept trained vigilance on the girls below, making Iris nervous. The girl who came up to her, her reaction couldn't of been different.

"What the heck? Is this a prison?" Iris couldn't feel more frustrated with that observation. Sam set her sights on the blonde, the girl then entered her personal space and sniffed her. If she didn't she wouldn't been able to identify her with out the scent.

Iris could smell her flowery perfume. Sam put her wavy hair in a bun. By the way Sam did it, Iris likened it to a girl annoyed by too much effort. Which was kinda true, she didn't care much for hygeine, that much but seeing as though it was her achilles heel — can't have it damaged and her legs give out.

That and ruin one of her most prized assets, that and she grew to realize people like things that look nice.

At last Sam smiled smugly on her own conclusion. Iris was already uncomfortable with the close proximity. Sam leaned back hands on her hips." You nervous?"

"N-no! Please don't get close like that." Iris stammered.

"Oh that's right, you all believe in personal space. Sorry about that. I still don't understand how you work." Sam faced the prop urban area used for training, and drew her pistol." Hurry up will you? I can hardly see the value in getting to know you now. I'll be leaving soon." she drew her pistol and walked past the signal line, a laser permitted system initiated the training droids.

Moose oversaw the procedure, the wall of flat screens overlooked the area at every angle. "Initiating training droids." a woman announced.

Katherine Sinclair whispered a question." Training droids? Since when did you all have that?"

"We've been using them for quite sometime." Moose explained." By that I mean 5 years, they serve perfectly. Costly to repair… but that's why their laser driven. The guns fire are mainly non-fatal. For both parties."

Sam turned a corner, she was fired at by two droids, a plate given to her chest beeped, a smile on her face, she fired a made two under her arm pit. Expecting a bigger payoff than the harmless lasers that had the droids deactivated.

"The fudge?" was this laser tag?

Iris saw Sam's lit vest and groaned." Yeah, and you'd be dead, you can't just walk around waiting to get shot at."

"Oh… so I lost… that sucks… well, then, whats the point in taking things seriously now?"

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"Looks like XXXX just got wasted." said Sophia." I mean she can shoot, but she has no way to coordinate herself."

"I wouldn't worry, the droids to have a defense setting, but they'll never break their programming. It's how we handle certain breeches." said Moose.

"Yeah, I can see what you mean." Iris said stepping over a collapsed droid." But doesn't that mean you should hold back a little? I mean their not human; but what if they were?" she asked." You would've killed them…"

"Pff, It's me or them." shrugged the red head, wondering, unable to gather why the fuck she'd say that." Besides if their people I don't know, how can you really care?" Sam said going ahead without a care. A plan, yes, hers was to rely on her instinct.

Iris scowled, she was lied to. This girl, was no better than him… when she thought about how Able treated Andrews the rest of the task force; how else would someone raised by him turn out?

Sam stopped she looked her directly in the eyes. Iris's, hers was a look she knew well, but the initial reaction of which, she had at first way back then, grew out of as soon as it appeared for the first time.

Now it was like the hit man agency, as usually, when someone looked at her like that they wouldn't be able to see again. However, given this girls past with… Sam couldn't blame her, she had no choice but to tolerate it.

After all, It wasn't like they never shared the same gaze, or perspective of superficial hatred.

Sam cracked a smile."I won't even begin to explain…"

Enraged Iris wanted to go the opposite direction, but that would break the rule of two she was taught, disgruntling, she followed Sams' lead at her own discretion.

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Elsewhere, a woman in a feathered cloak sat at her open brief case, on the coffee table around it Classified case files: out of the dossier was scp-105's. The screen in her case gave live feed of the
events currently transpiring.

She lowered a manual and walked over to her hotel provided desktop. With a click of ENTER, lines of code scrolled down the page. After, the screen turned blue, Allison removed the USB, placed it in the briefcase, to the same effect.

Out the revolving doors, she checked out.
_

Suddenly the screens read blue with error. Moose flinched."What the- who- this?!"

'Defense procedure initiated. Code: 0078938.'

"Hold on! Stop it!"
_

Security MTF on the wall were ambushed by droids who locked onto thier organic readings. One by one the each hoisted each other to the top. Gun fire rolled past but the droids zig-zagged on by, and they were each shot themselves.

"MTF soft shell! retreat! the situation is beyond management!" said Moose.