- Heads up this will be a more romance heavy story compared to my more 'sexually driven' stories lol -
You are SCP-8812 -aka- Cthulian Child or The Heir to Madness
Over a decade ago a ritual was preformed, twelve men and the hostess called up the p...
Amelia sat in the passenger seat of Molly car after being picked up from her apartment, Amelia rested her chin on her hand while staring out the window.
Molly: God I always manage to snag a red light at the worst time...
Madison: We could take the west roads? Should avoid a light or two and maybe cut our time in half...
Molly: I don't know I've never gone down there before...
Molly further discussed routes with Madison, a new researcher assigned to working with 093, while Amelia looked at her phone seeing no new updates so instead she looked more into the non-redacted infor given to her about Site-13.
Site-13 Director : Emerson
Status : MIA
Site Purpose : [ Redacted ]
Site Status : [ Redacted ]
Containment : [ Redacted ]
Amelia: Emerson... The rumors in the file point to abuse of power, having SCP's fight one another... And that black ooze Y/n was emitting after the Beta incident....
Molly: What was that Dr. Buck?
Amelia: Oh... Nothing...
Molly: Well good news were here, I figured a paint and wine class might be a nice leisurely exchange.
Amelia: ...... Why not....
The trio head into the studio to attend the events, meanwhile Y/n was sitting poolside of his cell looking into his reflection.
Y/N: You can't be with her... It taboo and what are the chances it's even real?... What's the point of imaging such futile futures....
Ωθ°θΩ/β: Because your human...
Y/n froze.
He looked around the room, he was alone but he could feel it. Eyes, eyes all over but no where like they were inside the walls itching to breakthrough.
Ωθ°θΩ/β: Look more into yourself my son.
Y/n slowly turned looking into the pool where his reflection once was and now...
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Ωθ°θΩ/β: Well partially human... Your a being of pure darkness bound in a cocoon of flesh and doubt...
Y/N: Great... Either your an illusion formed by my own self - loathing or... After so many years dad came back with the milk...
Ωθ°θΩ/β: You let yourself be a tool-
Y/N: Oh my god, again with this prophecy bullshit...
Ωθ°θΩ/β: Well how long do you intend to be a pet here?
