𝘔𝘪 𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘳 ❤︎|Y!SCP(s) x F!Reader

|❤︎𝙀𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙯𝙖❤︎| 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1/2

Translation: You are a beauty

Chapter One & A Half

Word Count| 1.1k
Warnings| Fake accusations, light cursing
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The women looked horrified. Why would someone ever consider framing her for such a heinous crime? Walking up to her stand, she hoped the judge would understand her side of the story, and agree with her instead. Oh but she was wrong. So but very wrong.

"You don't understand! I-I wasn't even near such place! Ask my relatives, anyone who knows me..." Her voice quieted down, looking at the judge who gave her such a cold, heartless look. She felt so sick. It felt like her stomach had been cut open, and her guts all just spilt out.

"I convict you guilty of 1st degree murder, and attempted murder!" The judge hit the hammer against the little stand for it. All the blood running in your face stopped dead. You looked petrified.

"You- you can't! I have a family! Friends! What will they do when they find out?? What would they think???" Quickly retaking the confidence you had, you spoke up once again.

Nobody answered, but you screaming at the judge while the armed men with strange uniforms took you away. Soon enough, they'd put up with your complaining and punched your forehead to knock you out. Taking your unconscious body to a vehicle, you felt more people bestowed beside you.

What an unlucky time you'd have...

A long, long drive until they finally reached their destination, you presumed.

"Get out, all of you." A guard quickly instructed all of them. 'Wow, rude much?' You thought. People began crawling out, some of them entangling into each other. You waited behind, not wanting to get in there yourself.

"Hey, do you know what's happening??" A voice quickly spoke. You then saw the person being taken away by the armed men and heard a low gunshot.

They really don't want you guys to know anything.

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They gave us an orange colored jumpsuit. They pointed their guns at us, ordering us to put it on. It smelt rotten, horrid even, but seeing what happened to the person, I obliged.

I looked around, seeing people place it on, while covering their nose. Just a whiff of it had me gagging, trying not to.
Finally, you put the thing on. The size they had given you was very tight. Holy, I could barely take a breathe through it. Others had also been given a jumpsuit either too big, or too small. If you were fortunate, however, then you'd end up with the good jumpsuit.

"Follow us or we'll force you to."

No one disobeyed the order and just did as said. They had us walk through a thick forest. It was heavily humid, and man was I sweating. Everyone was, if I'm correct.

At last, we had finally reached where we were meant to be heading all this time. A huge building painted in white.

Was this our prison?

I looked around, and people were as stumped as I was. This seemed surreal.

They screamed at us for stopping and shot some of us down, quickly getting us up and moving. Gosh, I wasn't even in the monster and I HATED it. Maybe I could trade something for a reward... I'm a good manipulator after all.

Entering it made some oft poor cell mates throw up. Gosh! Smells so rancid. They really need a good cleaning! Smells like dead rats. Although no one complained physically, I know we all hated it here already.

They split us up in groups, went down a huge elevator, and said, "Find your cells, NOW."

We all scrambled out of our cells, hurriedly.

"Where do we go?" One of the prisoners said, or Class-Ds I guess..

"Just look at your number and go to whichever one you have I assume!" One of them whispered back, a little more loudly.

Listening to what they had said, we look at our shirt's number and sprinted to whichever room aligned with it.

My number was luckily not too far.. 0037..

We all sprinted down the narrow hall. I had to sprint for about a minute until I reached my room.

"Halt! You! Class-D 0037, come with us this instant!" One of the guards practically screamed at me. I stopped as said, and turned hesitantly.

I responded with a meek 'Alright..' towards them.

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You walked towards them before they quickly grabbed your arm, with a firm grip. You winced at their sudden gesture of aggression. They practically dragged you across the long hall, while having other Class-Ds watch you in awe. They moved out of the guards way quickly as well, not wanting anger them.

Once they reached the end of the hall, they opened the large, metal door with high security. It seemed like you needed some kind of irregular card to open it.

They dragged you across the whole prison site, if that's what you could even call it. You weren't quite sure. You traveled on yet again another elevator.

Finally, they got you where they wanted you to be. They opened the door, like they had done dozens of other times, looked at each other, and nodded, throwing you into the now opened cell of a weird sculpture thing.

You landed on the ground, with a loud 'BANG' to the floor.

"Don't take your eyes of the SCP, Class-D 0037."

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I took that advice to heart, and didn't stop staring at the thing until my eyes were burning, begging me to blink once. I gave in and blinked, but opened my eyes as soon as I could.

The thing was right in front of me, being uncomfortable close. Its stubby little hands, basically nubs on my neck, threatening to crack my neck permanently. I shuffled out of its grip on my neck, gasping for air as it practically choked me.

The lights flickered every few seconds, until finally shutting down fully.

"Class-D 0037, evacuate the cell immediately!" A voice emerged, with worry in its words.

I did just that, trying to find the door in the mass of darkness which was about everywhere. Unable to see, I stumbled over a wire which had no place being there, yet it was there. I hadn't even bothered to smell, but goodness it smelt rotten, putrid, and metallic... almost like blood. Almost.

I finally reached the door, but felt a figure in front of me, blocking the way. Its hands grabbing me by my waist, I felt more uncomfortable than I ever have. I felt a gust of wind suddenly, and a punch to my head which did include knocking me out cold.

The last words that I had heard since then were "SCP-173 has breached containment. All personnel, please evacuate immediatel-"

And there I was, lying in the arms of whatever the hell this was..

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This was half assed

Dunno if this was smooth enough but eh. Hope y'all's morning/noon/evening/night is going great! Um yeah, that's about it. It was quite a short chapter, honestly.

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