(I do not own anything in this story, it is pure fiction and does not represent life, all rights to their owners.)
(I am open to any/all criticism)
You are SCP-5152
You have appeared in this universe after being kicked out you own universe and the a...
(*Author's note : The video at the top makes me laugh for no reason whatsoever*)
(*Author's note : This chapter is also using "I" instead of "You"*)
I awoke in a plain room, as I looked around I saw there was nothing there, but a door made of a sort of metal I had never seen before, and a camera with a speaker and microphone.
"Ah, SCP-5152 I see you are awake" a voice crackled from the speaker as it was adjusted to the right settings for me to hear them, my mind noticing he called me 'SCP-5152'.
'Yes, I do appear to be conscious' I said 'Otherwise this is an episode of Twilight Zone'
"I guess it would look like that" the voice said, I heard barely any emotion in the voice.
'I would like to know where I am.' I said honestly wanting to know more.
"It's..... Classified, but what I can tell you are in a facility of the SCP Foundation" the voice said, a hint of hesitation in the voice at the start of the sentence.
'Finally.... may I also ask who I have the pleasure of speaking to?' I said, emphasizing hopefulness in my voice.
"I am called Dr.Fisher" he said, his voice void of any emotion.
Seriously, why does his voice have to beep darker than my soul?
'So what can I help you with Dr Fisher?' I ask
"I am going to ask you some questions, it would be helpful if you answered"
Well, at least it isn't the multi fitness test. Hol up. how do I know "twilight zone" and the "multi fitness test", I swear if this is Author, I will ki-
(*Author's note: FAMILY FRIENDLY STORY*)
"First of all.... what do you know of SCP-001?"
'To be completely honest, I have no idea what you are going on about.' I said being so blunt it would put the French Guillotine to shame.
"OK.... what about SCP-055"
'Same as before.... no idea what that is'
"What do you mean by that."
'just right that I know nothing of it'
"OK then... why are you here?"
'I was killed in my original universe and was taken to a being called Author who sent me to this world.'
"Right.... what do you think of humanity and other beings"
'They are.... interesting.'
"Finally.... what are your powers"
'Oh, in English they would be Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Time, Galaxy, Electricity and Animals. I have no idea if I might develop more powers later although.
"That finishes up my questions for now."
'Oh, OK'
"Thank you for your time SCP-5152"
'No worries, but I would prefer being called (Y/N) (L/N)'
I lie on the floor, bored and quite hungry, so I stand up and walk towards the door. I start hitting on the door.
"What do you want SCP-5152?" says a male from behind the door.
'I require the food human.'
"I will talk the scientist to see what I can do."
'Thanks man.'
"Don't sweat it"
About half an hour passes as I play naughts and crosses with myself.
The door creaks open and a tray of food is placed just outside the door.
I pay no attention to it, even though I am completely aware of it.
Once the tray of food has been let go, the door is slowly shut and locked up swiftly.
I walk over to the tray. It is filled with take-away food.
I never thought grease could taste so good, but I stand corrected right now, or "lie" corrected.
I put the tray next to the door and knocked twice.
I stepped away from the door and said 'you can have your tray now'
As the door opened I said 'I won't hurt you... seriously'
The person retrieving the tray to a gamble and opened the door fully.
'Finally' I said.
The door was closed after the tray was retrieved. I mostly walked around in my cell, until I began to get tired.
Eventually I fell asleep.
To be greeted with Author.
"Sup dude" said Author
'Nothing much'
"Listen... I'm gonna give you a push forward in the story."
'Why?'
"Because I don't like writing about you being in a cell.
'OK I guess.'
" Anyway, times up for you. Good luck."
I awoke in my cell with a clipboard next to me.
The clipboard said: Schedule 7:00 Wake up 7:15 Wash up/get ready 7:30 Breakfast 8:00 Test with SCP-173 9:30 End Of Day For SCP-5152
Huh. Guess I have a job. This image pops in to my mind.
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Me: suprised pikachu face.
Suddenly a voice starts speaking through the speaker. "SCP-5152 Please proceed towards the cell door."
'OK Dad' I said as I walk towards the cell door.
As soon as I am near the door, it opens and I see 8 people in combat armour and holding guns.
"SCP-5152 please follow me" said one of the guards.
'OK'
As we were walking he spoke up again and said:
"So I heard you had a test today, Who are you testing with?"
'Uhh' I take a look at my clipboard again 'I have 2 hours with SCP-173'
"Oh, Good luck, and it was nice knowing you."
'OK I guess' It weirded me out that it wasn't a joke, the guard sounded completely serious.
Finely we arrived at the mess hall.
There were all types of weird things, I mean people, sitting at the tables.
There was a guy with a miniature world where his lower torso should have been.
I grabbed some "croissants" with chocolate inside.
They tasted like success, so, a new flavour to me.
Finally breakfast was over and I was escorted by the same 8 guards to SCP-173's containment cell.
