Change Of View (049xReader)

Chapter 12

You had been drinking your favourite drink together with 049 enjoying each others presence while taking a break. Then the next thing you knew there was something urging you to continue, almost making you storm out the door.

049 had agreed on carrying on, though he didn't have much to say in that matter, since you practically darted off right away. He didn't show any sign of surprise at your sudden ability to walk freely without aid. You hadn't given it much thought anyways. There were other things on your mind. You had to follow the urge.

You had no idea where you suddenly took the impressive orientation skills from, but you were nearly running through the halls. The door in front of you opened by the use of the keycard. That strange urging feeling told you to go there. It almost tucked you into the right direction. With your foot almost through the door you only then noticed the person.

A D-class stood right next to you hidden in the door frame, pressed against the wall. Eyes wide open looking forward. The way the convict tensed up told you that they had noticed your presence from the corner of their eye. They whispered something, too quiet for you to understand, but the urgent gaze spoke for itself. It was eerie how he didn't look at you. A shudder ran down your spine. The door closed in front of you.

"Is there something wrong?"
You yelped in surprise and turned around to see 049, as expected.

He reached out to touch your shoulder apologetically.
"I am sorry, I was not intending to scare you. I would hate to cause another cardiac arrest."

You let out a huff of air.
"I was just startled, don't worry.", you reassured brushing of his hand, lingering on it longer than intended. "Wait what, another?"

"Why did we stop?", he asked instead of answering, his question overpowering yours.

"I stopped because...", you began, index finger high up in the air, having absolutely no idea how to explain to 049 that you did not want to test the possibility of him killing that person outside the door. As you turned around to come up with a lame excuse, you almost jumped out of your shoes at the sight of what was awaiting you at the window.

Scp 173, the statue, stood right at the window.

Leave

That was what the D-class was mouthing before.
"Because, of that", you said casually, ignoring the sudden urge to run far, far away.
Play it cool.

"I see..." 049 stared back at the other Scp intently.

"Come on...", you whined, weakly tugging his arm to get him away from the door.
Was this some kind of territory war between 049 and 173 they had to settle in a stare down?

Come to me...

You blinked rapidly and shook your head.
"It can't follow us without a keycard, let it be!", you groaned but it was as if you were talking to a statue.
Hehe Statue.

Listen to my command.

A sudden flinch rattled through your body, then your arms dropped. You turned around and continued down the halls.

Come to me...

There was just one way directly etched into your vision. You followed it with ease.

Through this door...

You listened and went through the door. The room that unfurled itself wasn't very large. A huge glass wall took up most of the space, separating the room into two halves.

A voice spoke from the other side.
"Finally! A human that didn't die on the way." The sound was very charismatic and delighted.

On the floor lay a D-class, sprawled on the dirty ground. Black ooze staining the former orange uniform. But you already knew that. He turned his head and you could see his face. A mask contorted into a strange mixture between sadness and happiness. You felt complete after finally hearing and seeing the voice in person. Well, almost complete...