Random One Shots

(Part 4)SCP-049 x Fem!Reader

They threw you into the next enclosure with SCP-682. It was this alligator thing that had dreadlocks, apparently. Its bones also stuck out and its jaw was- "Disgusting." The creature said and it ran up to the door to try to stop them from closing it, but it failed. It looked at you for a while then walked back to its log to lay it's head down. You look away from him and looked around the enclosure. It felt as if you were in a jungle.

"Don't..." Something said in a deep voice and you turned around to see the creature laying down behind you.

"Um," Was all you could say before it jumped on top of you.

"Stay... quiet..." It said and you did as it said. "I... am... SCP-682. You... I like." You didn't respond and he started to, what you guessed, sniff your face. "You've... been... in... contact... with... the... doctor." He huffed and you felt all the air attack your face, well at least his breathe was attacking. It was horrid. You wanted to throw up.

"Please get off of me." You whisper and he complies.

"Watch... your... sister..." Was the last thing he said to you before he went back to his log to sleep.

It felt like forever until the door finally opened. But when it did, your sister wasn't there. "Where is my sister?" You question and all of the guards smirked at you.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Of course I do, you dimwit! Why else would I ask where my sister is?" You yell and you could hear birds start to rile up in the enclosure.

"Please, calm down. We do not need you in this state at the moment." Another man said and you started to get angrier.

"In this state? You put me in this state! You dare take me away from my home, place my sister and myself in this SCP Containment, whatever that is, then you take my sister away from me-"

"All bird SCP's have escaped from their enclosures. I repeat they have-" A woman announced. Then not a split second later a male's voice cut her off.

"SCP-173 has escaped!" His voice sounded more frantic and you could hear the animal behind you start to laugh. Sirens began to wail in the overhead speakers.

"You..." SCP-682 groggily began to speak while the lab coats were frantically trying to close the door. "Are... dinner." A gust of wind shot you back out of the room and you landed on your butt. The SCP that was originally in front of you had run past you to devour the lab coats whole. It was like a snake eating a mouse.

As much as you wanted the lab coats to get what they deserved, you couldn't stomach watching it happen to them. You turned around and began to sprint down the hall. The lab coats didn't stop you either. In fact, some were looking over flaws in the security system while others were running around trying to make sure that other SCP's weren't getting out, however, they were. Animals, humanoids, objects, all of them were bringing death upon the lab coats. Blood poured and splattered everywhere. But through all of it, something made you stop. There was an old man in a suit just standing next to a bell. He looked as though he had no clue of what was going on, and at the same time, didn't seem to care. He reminded you of an SCP that many lab coats talked about. "Are you SCP 662?" You ask the man standing before.

"That I am." He replies with a smile without looking at you.

"Can you help me find my sister?" He looks at you this time and blinks a couple of times before looking at the bell next to him.

"I am afraid I cannot do so until you have rung that bell." You give him a quizzical look.

"Why do I have to ring a bell?" He squirmed uncomfortably before shaking his head.

"I don't know." He looked back in front of himself while you grab the bell. You shake it a little and he turns towards you with a smile.

"How may I assist you?"

"Please show me to where my sister is." He nods and grabs your hand.

"Certainly." He holds your hand and begins to lead you down the different corridors until he stops in front of one door with the label Testing on it. "Is they anything else I can assist you with?" He asks and you shake your head in response. "Keep the bell." He says before running away. You place it in your pocket before you place your hand on the doorknob and open it.

"Sis," You whisper before being met with the bloodshed mess in front of you. Laying on a table in the middle of the room was your sister, sprawled out with cuts and gashes all along her body. Birds were in cages all around her staring at the pool of blood surrounding the table. "What did they do to you?" You rush to her side.

"They wanted to see... if I was... like you..." She breathed heavily but smiled when she turned her head and you came into her line of sight. "I'm not going to make it, (y/n)."

"Of course you are. I'm gonna get you out of here. We're going to go back to my house. Everything is going to be fine." You hold her hand with tears in your eyes.

"I always... wanted to be like... you." She squeezes your hand with the little bit of energy she had left. "I'm glad... I'm glad you came for me." You place your other hand on her scarred face. "I just wanted to see you... one last time..." Her breathing began to slow while her eyes went out of focus. "I love... you." She breathes her last breath.

"No- no- NO!" You scream at her lifeless pale body. "Don't leave me! Please don't leave me! You're all I have left."

"She is not dead, only diseased." A man said from behind you. It was a voice you could remember as clear as day.

"Please help her. I can't live without her."

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"What are you doing to her!" You yell and try to rip his hand off of her but he was too strong. "Can't you see she's turning green?" No response. You couldn't do anything. This was the time you let your thoughts hurt you. Maybe your parents were right. You were useless. You couldn't even save your own sister.

"She is cured." He announces and takes his hand off of her. You peer over his shoulder to see something that looked nothing like your sister.

"(s/n)?" You ask and she looks at you and groans in response. "What have you done! You're a monster!" You yell at the SCP and turns around to look at you almost poking your eye with his long beak.

"I saved her life while you did nothing." The words were hurt but you knew they weren't entirely true.

"You call that saving someone?" You point at your sister. "That is not my sister."

"It is and it always will be. Now come with me, we are to escape this hell."