The Foundation (**COMPLETED**) BOOK 1

Chapter 8 - A Flock Of Doves

I was chained down to the cargo bay of a helicopter, they had us separated. It was Samuel, Dr. Smith, and myself in this helicopter and what I assumed the other four were in the other. I sat down on the cold metal floor and held Samuel's mask in my hands. I admired how the mask was crafted even though it meant nothing but evil but in my eyes, I glanced over at Samuel who had his head hanging low, still dripping blood slowly. His hands and feet still bound together, by the chains that were first put on him. I glanced over at Dr. Smith, her eyes were wide open as she was staring down at the floor. She looked up at me and she lipped to me, "I'm sorry." 

Reid walked in the back of the cargo bay, I knew it was him. I didn't have to look up at him to understand that the foul odor I smelled was him. He walked right past us, not even looking down at us. I heard the two pilots from the cockpit. "This is Lieutenant Taver of Epsilon-11, let the Director know we're returning with the package." I felt the helicopter lift up off the ground and started making its journey to where ever we were going.  I turned my head back towards Samuel. Still in the same position where I last saw him, it tore me apart inside to see him like this. All because of me. 

After minutes passed of eerie silence, I decided to speak up. "Samuel.." "Save it.." He said, I heard him sigh, "Don't apologize, I know that's what you're about to do. I'd stick up and save anyone." He shuffled around on the floor to face me. "But I'd only go through hell for you." He shook off his hood revealing white hair that was stained to the tips with his own blood, he looked up at me with his eyes. His face torn to pieces and skin missing in some places. His bloody hair covering up most of his gray eyes. I sat there in disbelief that this was actually Samuel, he looked... young but also mature. "I..." I tried something but I couldn't find any words. He only chuckled, "No one likes what's under the mask, why do you think it was sown on?" He asked, his head hung back down low. I watched him as the blood slowly dripped from his chin and hair.

I sighed, and looked over at Dr. Smith. She had her legs crossed and her head down in her lap. "Mom..?" I asked, her head slowly raised up to look at me, her face scratched up and bruised but not as bad as Samuel's. "Yes dear..?" She asked back, quietly. I glanced over at Samuel, then back at her. I heard her sigh, "All he had was that mask and that girl, the physical pain that he's going through right now, doesn't amount to the emotional pain he's been through." She answered. Her face hung back down and the helicopter ride once again became silent.

*Time Skip*

Apparently I had fallen asleep, I wiggled my cheeks around some and I could feel the dried blood on my face. I looked out the back of the cargo bay at the other chopper. We were over snowy mountains, and the weather was pretty clear. I turned back around and looked at Samuel, his face still hanging low and his hairs sticking together on his head from the cold and dry blood. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I turned away to look at Dr. Smith. She had her head hung down and in her lap, I guessed she was sleeping. I turned my whole body around as best I could. I couldn't move hardly due to how sore I was and the chains holding me down. I watched out the back of the chopper, Samuel's mask still resting in my lap, and I was only waiting for death to consume me.

I heard the radio in the cockpit go off with warning alarms. I peered back over my shoulder to see Reid reach for the radio. "Unidentified Aircraft, state your business." I heard him say, my eyes wanted to turn away from the cockpit but I was too interested to see what was going on. I saw what looked like another helicopter in the distance. I could hear the whole radio transmission from where I was sitting, or maybe it was my mind making me hear it.

"This is Lieutenant Thea of Mobile Task Force Lambda-4, may I ask who I'm speaking with?" "This is Captain Reid of Mobile Task Force Epsilon-11, ma'am what are you doing in this airspace?" "We're tracking that flock of doves in front of you Captain. SCP-514, the Invincible Flock." I saw Reid walk over to a computer on the side of the chopper and put the number of the SCP in. Reid grabbed the radio, "10-4 Lieutenant, we'll watch out for the flock." "Thank you Captain, may I ask why you were in MY airspace?" She asked, Reid looked back at us then back at the computer. "Classified." "Understood sir, good luck." Reid sat back down in one of the seats in the cockpit. He knew I was listening in the whole time by the glare he was giving me. I quietly turned around and continued to stare out the cargo bay.

"SCP-514 eh..?" Dr. Smith asked, I turned my head over my shoulder to look at her, her head still hanging down. "Yeah, what about it..?" I asked. She rose her head up and smiled, "SCP-514, the flock of doves. It's very unusual to see the flock this far into snowy weather but, that just means luck is on our side now." She continued to smile grimly as I could feel the helicopter bank right. Reid got up out his seat and came to the back of the cargo bay. "We're here." He said, I looked out the cargo bay and watched the ground slowly approach the plane faster. Reid was still wearing his headset as he watched out the back of the cargo bay. "Foundation HQ, this is Helicopter 2-132 carrying prisoners, we request permission to land." There was a brief silence, "Tell the Director, we have her." Reid walked over to me and kneeled down in front of me, I hung my head down low as he was looking at me. I wanted to cry in fear but I had to be stronger than that. 

"You're pathetic." Reid said, he right hooked me in the jaw. I took the hit to the face, I just kept kneeling there, not saying anything to him. "Worthless." He said, he stood back up as the helicopter made it's descent into the ground. I watched as the sunlight turned into artificial light, I looked back over at Dr. Smith and Samuel. Samuel still wasn't moving from the position he was in, Dr. Smith was laying in the floor, staring at the ceiling. Reid unhooked me from the floor and grabbed onto the chains I was bound to. "Come on Emily." He smiled darkly, I felt the helicopter land on the ground, Reid stood up over me with his devilish grin, "The Director is expecting you."

A/N: OKAY, OKAY, OKAY, Look... I know.. It's short butttttttt... Love me. Anyways, Chapter 9 expected soon... I hope. Dedicating this chapter to my best friend Breanna, aka, Dr. Smith. She wanted it so, she got it. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I love you all, see you in the next chapter. <3