SCP Terms
Free port- Remember it is a place that the 'veil' is lifted, and anomalies and other stuff can roam free.
GOC- Global Occult Coalition
MC POV
I tapped my fingers on my desk, thinking about what to do next. The news played in the background. I don't know how this place still had power or how the TV still worked, the bill is probably way overdue. But there was still electricity at Playtime. Need to get the bills paid for, need to hire employees, and all that jeez.
"Good evening. We're coming to you live with breaking updates on the Playtime terrorist attack — a story that has shaken this community to its core.
Authorities now confirm that the children held inside Playcare were forced to live there under conditions described as both mismanaged and inhumane. It is heartbreaking to learn the suffering these young lives endured.
But tonight, there is also hope. Thanks to the heroic efforts of Mr. Harrison, those children not only survived — they are safe. They have been moved into a new orphanage, a facility made possible by the late Benjamin Carter. Before his passing, Carter had committed to this project, a vision that his son Max Carter helped bring to life.
Mr. Harrison tells us it was Max who first put the orphanage into motion. Now, with Max tragically taken from us far too soon, the future of Playtime Corporation hangs in the balance.
The question tonight: where does Playtime go from here, after losing its brightest star? That's a story we'll continue to follow-"
"Turn it off Onyx"
'CRASH'
I didn't need to even look, as I knew that this stupid demon didn't turn it off. No, the damn thing decided that turning it off by punching it. Here I thought these thing was suppose to be smart.
"Onyx…when I say turn something off. That doesn't mean you have to fucking break my shit. Get out before I chop you up into little pieces and remake you."
There was so much I needed to unpack with the whole thing. I didn't know that I would need to fucking feed on people to keep myself sane. I thought the worms that I PAINFULLY had put inside of me was suppose to prevent something like that from happening. But, No. Here I was a half a step away from being called an actual demon.
Not only that, but I have to somehow keep the library a secret from the Foundation and all other groups. The only reason I wanted this place to be a Free port was because what I said to her was true. There was no way of telling if that cave portal was the only portal to 'otherworld'. For all I knew there was a portal in a toilet or something. Not only that but the fact of the matter was that holding a secret from the GOC, and the US Government was next to impossible. There was simply no way to hold that secret for long, in fact I wouldn't be surprised if the government was actively trying to get the Foundation to tell them what was going on.
If they haven't already I would be shocked. Was I being selfish with the library, Yes I was. Did I care, no I did not. That library was simply something that I couldn't let fall in the hands of anyone else.
The serpent hands was only strong because they had access to the wanderers library. I couldn't imagine what would happen if the Foundation had access to my little one, best not think about the other groups.
No. I needed to write a letter to teacher. Tell him to lock all access points to the library, until further notice. It didn't take long for me to write a letter to my teacher. I didn't want to leave for 'Otherworld' just yet.
"Onyx. Take this letter to my teacher. You will wait until he response before coming back here."
My little demon friend took the letter, and left in a hurry. Sitting in an office chair, that was once the spot of Pierre was a strange feeling. To think so much happened to me, in such a short amount of time. Probably should get use to that. Hell, next week could be in the end of the world. I laughed at the stupid thought. Stopped only to realized that it could actually happen. The world could end next week.
"Fuck me. Will I ever get a break. Lord I just wanted to be a rich nigga. Someone who could sit on their ass all day."
Shadows enlarged as Onyx came back holding a letter in his hands. Grabbing the letter, I quickly read the reply that teacher gave me. It was simple sentence that read.
'Understood. Following new protocol. All access terminals have been sealed. Access granted by your request only.'
Perfect.
"All right team huddle up"
The two demonic wolf, one dream demon, and finally onyx showed themselves in front of me.
"Ruby, emerald. You two will continue exploring the surrounding area of the our city. Find out what you can. The terrain, environment, enemies, whatever else. If you see enemies report back. We can go hunting for them later. Dream, I want you to explore this factory. Clear out what you can, fix the place up as best as you can. And…Onyx…hmm stay at the library until I need you. Dismissed."
Well…I should probably go back to Site-17. See if they got my job description ready for me. Also, not much for me to do here. I can't exactly hire anyone, and dream is cleaning the place up. I could ask if I can have my own secretary to look after this place.
Like my deal with Pierre, they would manage the place and I would just give them ideas and lead from the back.
The more I spun around in my chair the more I liked the idea. I wasn't going to be deployed all the time with the MTF people, and I could certainly do more research in current magical theories. I also want to be a physician, and run Playtime in a way that will help Ashley and the others in the future.
Even if the world is destroyed there is always the backup 'otherworld'. So, maybe I shouldn't stress about that constantly. Not only that but if they die I can either just revive them or send them to heaven. So, yeah no stress about world destroying events.
Yup, sounds perfect.
-------------------------------Third POV--------------------------------------------------
"We are so fucked Oliver."
"Selene, you are being dramatic again. It isn't that bad. We are just being called into the office."
"Aren't you a psychologist? Shouldn't you be saying some encouraging words or some shit to us??"
"I am a psychologist for the Foundation, I don't do encouraging words."
"Selene. Seriously how can you be fine throughout our fight in that damn place, but have a nervous breakdown here?"
"Because OLIVER! I don't like this new site director, she works directly with the O-5 counsel. And, lets be honest we all know SCP-8937. Based on what I know, and what happened yesterday this whole thing doesn't end well for us."
"Way to instill confidence woman. Me and my crew flew all the way out here. Not told a damn thing. I got my ass chewed out for that Playtime shit. I will be lucky if I aint a D-class…So, please don't be making my shit worse woman."
"Oh please you-"
"Come on we are here"
The group stopped in front of the Site-17 Director`s office. It had been a day since the incident with SCP-8937, and the building was still being repaired in some places. The only good new about the whole thing, was that despite the damages that SCP-8937 caused there was little if any actual containment breaches. When personnel staff asked the SCPs most if not all of the humanoid SCPs stated that it was much safer to stay in their respective cells then to walk out with a quote "demonic monster" running loose. That was something that everyone could agree on.
Oliver went to the door and knocked slightly on it.
"Come in"
The group paused for a second before Harrison gestured for Selene to go forward.
"Lady`s first"
"Yes..well, best to get this over with. Hopefully we all don't lose our jobs from this."
When the group entered they seat in their respective seats. The room was plain, with nothing on the walls. The only thing in the room was a bookshelf, the desk, and the people inside the office.
Selene couldn't help but think to herself that the new Site Director was a minimalist. The Site Director seat in her chair, her hands were interlocked as they laid on the desk. The old…well now new assistant Site Director was standing next to her. There were two MTF members that were quietly watching everything from their positions in the back of the room.
There was a brief silence before the Site Director said.
"I have brought you all here to inform you all that you will have an official assignment changed by order of the O-5 Counsel. From now on Oliver, Harrison you two will be working with and training SCP-8937 to be an MTF member. Selene you will be assigned as SCP-8937 official assigned case overseer. You will be his psychologist, partner and whatever medical or…otherwise things he needs."
"I take it things went well then?"
"Yes, Mr. Harrison. While the destruction of the eastern block of Site-17, and the death of Foundation personnel is heartbreaking. We most understand the value in that in which we have obtained from this…mishap. SCP-8937 has agreed to work with the Foundation, and has-"
The rooms shadows came together, and out came SCP-8937. He looked straight at the Site Director and said.
"Boss Bitch Lady. I need things."
"SCP-8937 this isn't the time for-"
"My name is Max. If you get to call me that number, then I get to call you Boss Bitch Lady. You call me Max, and maybe…maybe…I wont call you Bitch Lady anymore."
"You disrespectful-"
"Assistant Site Director. Stand down, that is an order. Now, I suppose this is a good a chance as any. Max. You will be working with MTF team leads Oliver, and Harrison. They will be assigning you in your Mobile Task Force basic training. They will teach you all you need to know to be assigned to their respective MTF teams. We will be doing a trial run with them to see how you do. Next, You know Ms. Selene, she will be acting as your official overseer. Any questions or concerns about any experimentations that we do should be directed to her. She will also be still acting as your psychologist."
"HARRISON! You son of a bitch. I should have known something was up with you, and that group. Not sure if I want to hit you or hug you."
Harrison sheepish rubbed the back of his head and said.
"Sorry kid…couldn't blow my cover and all that. But, I did put in a good word for you. Got them to go easy on you, and the other kids."
"hmmm. Fine. So, what I am going to do basic training or whatever. Cool, but I came here to let you know that I need someone to be my assistant in managing Playtime, and the other assets that I have. I don't want to argue with you bitch lady about this. Give me a guy who can manage it, and I will give them ideas and how to move forward. Also, what is the deal with that free port idea I told you about. We still doing that or what?"
"I suppose we will need to send in D-class personnel in this free port of yours to see if there are any side effects like we discussed. You need to be patient, and give me time on finding someone that can help with your management. To answer your question, Yes. You will be starting basic training with the MTF members in a months time. Oliver, and Harrison here will use that time to set up your training."
"Cool. I have Ruby and Emerald doing guard duty around the city. Seriously tell the D-class or whoever NOT to go outside those walls. I haven`t completely cleared it out yet."
"That…. is ludicrous. We could easily send in our own task force members to…as you say 'clear' out the outside surrounding area. It would be much more effective to do that, then simply waiting for you to do it."
"Calm down ASSISTANT. If you want to waste time, resources, and manpower by doing a job that I am doing for FREE go for it. I would absolutely love to see you get yourself killed. The things that Oliver reported isbnothing to what is outside the walls. I can almost guarantee that. Just know that if you decide to send people out there, then I am saying for the official records that they are NO longer my problem. If they die, they die. End of story"
"Fine, we will do it your way."
"Cool. Alright see you guys later. Nice seeing you team leader, Harrison, and Selene. Bye bitch lady, and douchebag hope you two die a painful death."