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The Arrival and the First SCP

Hello everybody! PuzzleMaster1998 here with a brand new story!

It's SCP!

I've been into SCP for a while, and after reading some SCP stories, I've decided it's time for me to write my own!

I will be doing several SCP stories. With changes to some of the SCPs of course.

Disclaimer: SCP and all its content is owned by SCP Foundation. I myself own nothing except my OC.

Now, Let's begin!

The Arrival and the First SCP

The first thing he was aware of when he came to was the hard mattress underneath him. He groggily sat up, and rubbed his eyes before he took note of his surroundings. He was in a small room that had no windows and only one cell door, along with a desk and chair. Fluorescent lights lit the room.

"Where the heck am I?" He asked aloud as he looked about the room with confusion. From the corner of his eye, something white at the foot of the bed caught his attention. Turning towards it, he saw it was a piece of paper. He also noticed that he was now wearing an orange jumpsuit on his somewehat muscular body, with "D-11798" boldly stamped on the left breast, confusing him even more. 'Is this a prison uniform?' He thought as he stared at the jumpsuit. 'Seriously, what the heck is going on!? Where are my clothes and necklace?!'

With that thought in mind, he picked up the piece of paper and read it.

"Welcome to the SCP Foundation, D-11798. Memorize this designation, for it will be your one and only alias if you happen to cross paths with the other personnel. The top secret underground facility you're currently stationed in was built to contain paranormal creatures and artifacts codenamed SCPs for our research staff to analyze. You and your fellow Class-D personnel have been recruited to serve as test subjects for said staff. We apologize if this comes off as oppressive, but we need your utmost cooperation for our experiments to serve fruitful. If you follow our orders to the letter, you will be let free by the end of the month."

"What the hell!?" He cried once he finished reading. "So I'm now a human guinea pig for these scientists to use with these 'SCPs.' Wonderful!" He said sarcastically, dropping the paper on the ground. He laid back on the bed with a frustrated sigh, and covered his face with his hands, before running them over his short blondish brown hair.

'You're going to die as an 18 year old for the second time here Gavin' He told himself with resignation. He was, of course, referring to the fact that he had once lived in a completely different universe, but had died and been given a second chance by Kami. He had been reborn in this world as an orphaned baby boy, and over the years had recovered all his memories while being a good person and helping others.

Gavin sighed again, and then got onto his feet, placing a hand on the wall to steady himself as he got to his full height of 6 foot 2 inches. Once he had regained his balance, he said, "Well, if I'm going to die here, might as well make the most of it." With that, he went over to the desk, and started looking through the drawers. The drawers were empty, causing him to sigh in disappointment.

Suddenly, the door slid open, causing him to away from the desk to the doorway. A man wearing a white, full body suit, a black tactical vest, black gloves and combat boots, black balaclavas, and a black riot helmet with a yellow visor stood in the doorway, holding a gun with a green scope on it.

"D-11798, Come with me," The guard ordered before he backed up from the doorway, causing Gavin to frown and then sigh in frustration as he went towards the doorway.