chapter 12

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y/n's pov

being in captivity was just as boring as before, although bright managed to make it a little less miserable.

i mean, it totally was still terrible, absolutely. pacing my cell with nothing to do, being fed slop and constantly being testing on, it was a real bummer.

but, at least bright kept it amusing. he was silly, and after times would be scolding while talking to me. hell, one time he'd almost been demoted over a silly new prank.

there was, though, the lingering thought that 049 still hadn't been recovered. it had me on edge, and i didn't like it.

he kept on my mind oddly enough. when i found myself awake at night, my thoughts turned to the plague doctor. where was he? was he okay? dead?

i knew it was horribly stupid, of course it was. he held me against my will, trapped me like a bird. he'd even tried to cut into my flesh, though i guess he was trying to solve the problem.

speaking, or rather thinking of, after being recovered, they managed to figure out what had happened to me, and no longer an i bound by the black blood that floods my lungs. hallelujah.

bright told me i should keep a mental diary, he said it might help me stay sane in my prison. i like his honesty. it was refreshing.

so, here i am. the clock says it's four in the morning, and i am sitting his talking, or thinking, to myself, about 049, about bright, about my prison... and also about my family.

that's been another thing on my mind. i have a family. one before i was captured. i haven't seen them in years, and i wonder if they miss me. or if they have forgotten about me.

i wonder if they've stored baby photos and drawings and report cards in the attic and locked it with a key, never speaking of me again. it hurt to think like that, but i couldn't take my mind off them.

i turned onto my side. there was a small bright light by my bed, illuminating my room at night so that if i showed suspicious signs they could stop me with a new shock collar.

that was another new thing. instead of expensive chains and metal, a single shock collar placed around my neck would allow me to be sedated and controlled easily. what a joke.

i closed my eyes, letting out a soft sigh. a small buzz alerted me to the fact i was being spoken to.

"can't sleep either?"

i let out a bitter laugh. bright really knew how to be annoying.

"perhaps, or maybe i was just about to fall asleep before you interrupted," i challenged, letting my head rest in the cardboard like pillow. at this point i was tired enough to fall asleep anyways. however, jack wasn't.

"aww, i'm sorry dear," he replied, "would you like me to come down there? sing you a lullaby? rock you to sleep?" the last sentence held a suggestive tone to it.

that was yet another knew thing that had happened. bright had be unusually friendly, hell, even perhaps flirty. it was strange, and i was unsure of how i felt about it.

i yawned and sat up, leaning against the wall my bed was pushed up to. "and what would that do to help you?" i asked, resting my eyes for a moment before the buzzing appeared.

"a lot of things, actually." what a weird thing to say. i opened my eyes and stared at the camera. i heard a laugh and i couldn't help a small smile.

"i wouldn't mind holding someone, it's been a while since i've actually been with someone," wow, okay then. i laughed. "you really must be a mad scientist," i teased. he let out a laugh, but it sounded forced.

...

i didn't hear anything for the rest of the night.

049

the fact that you can get away from trained members of government in a forest is ridiculous.

it's been a few weeks, and any hope of recovering anymore scps has be lost. no one has returned in three days, so i've taken to living in the ruins of my old site. it was fine, i am immortal and require little food and water, so i have taken to foraging edible plants.

i simply need to get a source of transport, and after careful consideration, i have decided that on the day of hallows eve, i can receive a ride from a passing car, tell them i had blacked out after a party and found my self at a loss for where i am, and hitch a ride to the site i am looking for.

the site holds what i seek, and i will get it, for y/n is mine, in both body and mind. i am to protect them, as i had promised the day i was released, and it is only temporary that they remain with the confines of the organization once again. i will retrieve them, and we will find ourselves together, until they perish. that is what i have decided, and what i will do. just wait until the day of horror. i will return for you, y/n. until then, be safe.

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sooooo i know this is short, but be have a looksie into the minds of or characters, and i am sorry about the wait, i've been terribly busy. anyways, leave a comment, i love hearing from you guys! <3

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