Welcome.

"I don't understand."
Celestia did not expect her to understand. It was...a difficult subject.

"It's complicated. But I am just informing you all that what you may see here may be...disturbing." Celestia told the group.
"Disturbing?" asked Rarity "How?"

"You will find out soon enough." Luna told the mare. "Now follow me."

The group, the holders of the elements of harmony, the four princesses, 4 royal guards, and the captain of the guard, walked in silence for a bit down a long, winding tunnel.

Then, Celestia broke the silence.
"This is an operation that not only I work on." she said.

"Really? Who else?" Twilight asked.

"Well, the Griffin president, in the Griffin Kingdoms are part of the project." Celestia told the princess.
"The Griffins? You've never got along with them." Twilight stated matter-of-factly.
"No, we haven't. But this is something that we will work together on, no matter what."

"It must be serious."
"It is. And I am also working with our closest allies, the Zebra's."

"Interesting."
"And, you should know that-" Celestia paused.

"What's wrong? Twilight asked.

"I... am also in collaboration with the Changeling Kingdoms."
"W-what!? Twilight exclaimed. "Them!?"

"Yes." Celestia told her.
"Why? Why on earth would you work with the Changelings?"

Celestia lowered her as they walked.

"Because," she whispered. "It's that important! Queen Chrysalis is also working on the operation!"
"Well, how do you know that she won't trick you all?" Twilight whispered back.
"Because this puts her people and her race in jeopardy! She can't put her own people at risk due to revenge!"
"That...." Twilight started.

It actually made perfect sense. Even Chrysalis isn't evil enough to do that.

"Okay, I apologize for my outburst." Twilight said with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Don't worry. Luna had the same reaction. So did my nephew, Blueblood."

She nodded for the four guards to leave, and then turned to faced everyone.

"I'd like to inform you all, that there will be many people there of all types of genders and races at this place." she said.
"Ugh, like griffins?" Rainbow Dash scoffed. This wasn't a surprise to anypony. Dash had a problem with griffins due to her old friend,
Gilda.

"Yes, griffins too." Celestia told the rainbow pegasus. "But that's not it. There will be zebra's too. And changelings."

Then, all 5 stopped walking.

"Changelings?" Rainbow Dash asked, wide eyed.
"Yes. But they will be working with us, not at us." Twilight insured her friends.

"Are you positive?" asked Rarity. "Positive that those monsters won't... capture us or something?"
"Positive. I promise you, that you have nothing to worry about." Twilight told the group.

"Ah gotta agree with Rarity." Applejack said. "How do y'all know that they won't try somethin?"
"Because Princess Celestia says. And I trust her."

They hesitated, but continued.

Except for Dash.
"I'm not going."

"Why not?" asked Princess Cadence, who had been completely silent.
"I don't trust this. Changelings are bad news. I don't trust any of them."

"Oh, come on. This is embarrassing." Twilight said.
"It might be, but I'm still not budging."

"Okay, that's it. Dash, you are not a filly. Let's go." said Shining, who had also been silent.

"Make me."

Silence. Nobody moved, but EVERYONE stared.

"Fine. Fine then. You-you want this to get bad? It's gonna get bad!" Shining Armor said, reaching for his walkie-talkie.

"Shining, honey, calm down.' Cadence told her husband.
"No." he said. "If she want's this to get serious, I'll make it serious."

He pressed a button on the receiver.
"This is Commander Armor, Head of Security, I am requesting two security officers at my location, approximately 100 feet from Site 19, northwest. Uncooperative personnel refusing to move forward." he said into the radio.

Rainbow looked nervous.

"You wanna keep this up? 'Cause we can." He told the now sweating mare.

".....Fine." she said.

"Good." Armor said as he got out his radio again. "This is Commander Armor, Head of Security, cancel the previous order."

They continued walking until they got to the end of the winding road. This led them to an abandoned subway.

They headed down the dirty complex when they reached a mechanical door that seemed out of place. Rarity wrinkled her nose as the smell got more rust-like.

Celestia inputted a code into a panel beside the mechanical door. Then out of the wall came an object that looked to be a retinal scanner. Celestia lowered herself down to the object and a laser fell right onto her cornea.

Then, a robotic voice said:

Celestia smiled, and said to everyone-
"Welcome to the Foundation."

Author's Notes:

YES! Finally. I love SCP, and this might be my first to many stories.
BUT, remember, that you can feel free to give suggestions.
I might take your advice, so give it a shot.
And for now, YAY!
Also, try googling the SCP for the number of words in each chapter.

Freak Show.

Author's Notes:

Oh, yeah. I don't own anything.
Except a computer. The SCP Foundation belongs to....
um......
4chan?
I honestly have no clue who thought of it.
But whoever did is a genius.
(Not 4chan. I meant the wiki.)

As the mechanical door opened, they were greeted by two ponies in helmets and armor carrying assault rifles. They wore bulletproof vests, and their under armor was the colour white. Their helmets had a yellow visor that covered their faces.

They seemed off-duty, laying on the wall like slackers would do. Behind them was a second gate, that read, "Gate A". But as soon as they caught sight of Celestia, they immediately went into full awareness mode.

"I saw that, private." Shining Armor told them. "You both be alert at all times, or I'll put you on keter duty."
"Yes sir." said the one on the left with a male voice.

"Private, tell the control room to open the front gate please." Armor told the pony on the right.
"Yes sir." said the pony, who had a female voice.

The mare took off her helmet, revealing that she was a changeling.

She reached for her radio, and held down a button as she spoke:
"This is security officer O'Neil, requesting the front gate to open." the changeling said.

Seconds later, she got a radio call back. "O'Neil, copy that request. Opening front gate."

Right after, the second gate opened, and inside was......

"Whoa." said Rainbow Dash.

Inside were hundreds of ponies, changelings, griffins, and zebras. Some were talking, dressed in scientist and researcher clothes. Others were dressed as Janitors, mopping the floor, and drinking coffee.

And five of them were crude looking, tattooed individuals in orange jumpsuits.

Celestia led them down the filled hallway door that said, "Heavy Containment Zone". She took out her keycard, that had a blue rim at the top that said "Omni".

She led them through a tunnel, and then to a tall staircase. When they reached the top, she walked over to a door and pressed the button beside it. The door opened, and revealed they were on top of a bridge.

But as soon as they started through the bridge, something caught Rarity's eye.

"Oh, my! Your majesty?" The mare said.
"Yes, Rarity?" the sun princess asked. Everyone stopped walking and looked back.

"W-what on earth is that....thing!?" she said, pointing at the sign on the wall that read:

Beside this information was a picture of what looked to be a colt, but with a broken horn and and a black vest. His coat, however, looked to be covered in... some strange substance. He smiled an evil looking smile.

"Ah. That is SCP-106. He is contained in here."

"Contained? Where?" asked Twilight.
"In there." Cadence pointed towards a large cube like structure. "He's in that."

"Ya know, that seems a kinda like overkill for just one colt." Dash said. "How bad can he be?"

With a sigh, Cadence told the mare, "He can go through walls and the floor. He also takes his victims to a 'Pocket Dimension'. It's a strange place that his victims have to go through."

Rainbow looked at the princess, wide-eyed. "Oh." she said as she looked around nervously.

"Really?" Twilight said with fascination "Does anyone come out of his 'Pocket Dimension'?"
"Well, a few people have." Cadence stated. "The first one was an agent. I can't tell you his name, because that's classified. But I can tell you that he stayed alive for an hour after. He was beat up pretty bad."

"Has anyone survived?"
"Yes. One has survived. But he came out with a limp."

Interesting, Twilight thought.

"Wait, something doesn't fit." Dash said.

"If he can go through walls and all that stuff, why doesn't he just get out and go on a rampage or something?"

"Yeah! Why doesn't he just get out and be a super meanie and stuff?" Pinkie Pie asked, who, for whatever reason had been silent the entire time.

"Well, inside the cube is ultraviolet rays that are being projected, that cause him to think that he doesn't want to leave." Cadence told them.
"He can leave whenever he wants to, but when the rays are being produced inside his chamber, he just....doesn't want to."

"Coooooooooool." Rainbow said with awe, as she looked at the cube.

"Um, can we continue?" Rarity asked. "Knowing that...horrid man is in there is just plain....disturbing."

When they finally got to their destination, many were confused.

"Another one?" Fluttershy asked nervously. She was silent too, but that wasn't a surprise.
"Yep. We'll explain everything in there." Shining said as he opened the door with his keycard.

As they walked inside, another sign was beside the door.

Beside the info was a picture of a traditional comedy theater mask.

Things Go Bad.

"Now this one," Cadance said as she took out a reddish-orange colour keycard labeled, "Level 4", "is very interesting."

The door opened, revealing another door right in front of them. To the right was a second door. Cadance led them to the second door. She pressed the button and the door opened, revealing that two individuals-a male griffin dressed in researcher clothes, and a colt dressed in a janitors jumpsuit-were discussing something. The colt had a green coat and blue eyes. The griffin had brown eyes.

Beside them was an observation window. Inside was the exact same mask on the sign in front. It was held in a small glass case, where it was held upright.

"I just don't know why you need me before the test." the colt asked.

"Because, after every test, the containment chamber needs to be cleaned right away." the griffin explained.

"Why?"

"J-just wait and see, alright?" the griffin said with a sigh.

The janitor sat down on a chair with a huff, putting his mop to the side.

Cadance turned towards the group. "So, have you all noticed how the word 'Keter' has been showing up lately?"
A few of them nodded.

"Well, Keter means that the object is hostile, and can pose a threat to Equestria itself. It will only be less of a threat unless extensive containment procedures are followed, and should be monitored 24/7." Cadance said as if she were teaching a class.

"And there are other classes too. Euclid, which means that the object isn't completely understood. It is dangerous and passive at the same time. Most Euclid class objects require further testing." she continued.

"Now, the third class- is Safe. Safe class objects are almost completely understood, and pose a minimal threat. However, this does not mean that the object is safe. It means that we know how to contain it, and it will remain safe if all procedures are taken."

"Also," she said. "there are 3 other classes. Explained, Neutralized, and Thaumiel. Explained objects are completely understood by the laws of science."

" Neutralized objects are objects that have been terminated, or are no longer active. These are usually Keter objects that are neutralized."

"And Thaumiel....that is the class of the most classified SCP's. So classified, that not even I know of some of them."

Suddenly, the chamber door opened. In walked one of the crude looking individuals in the orange jumpsuits they saw earlier. It was a male griffin, and he had tattoos all on his arms.

"And that," said Cadance, pointing to the griffin. "is a Class-D personnel. He is a test subject."

"Why does he look so...rough?" Rarity asked.

"Because, the test subjects we use are prison inmates. Inmates usually on death row or serving very long sentences." Cadance said.

"We use death row inmates the most because if they die, it would help everyone. The inmate would be unofficially executed, and his term will have been served faster." Shining said.

"We don't tell them that, of course. We lie and tell them that if they 'aid' us in our research, they will be released at the month, and be pardoned from all of their offences."

"What do you do if they are alive at the end of the month?" Twilight asked. "Are they pardoned?"

"Nope." said Shining. "We terminate them all."

"What!?" Twilight exclaimed. "Th-that's so cruel! They're risking their lives to help you, and you kill them!?"

"Twilight...." Celestia started.

"How could you let him do this!?"

"Twilight! I didn't come up with the idea." Celestia said. "Your brother did."

Before Twilight could speak again, Shining spoke.

"These are colts and mares that have committed horrible crimes. Murder, rape, kidnapping, robbery. This is the only solution."

"But-"

"Uh, what do I do, doc?"

Everyone turned to inside the containment chamber. It was the D-Class who had talked.

"Oh, yes." said the griffin scientist, who, along with the janitor, had been watching in silence at the altercation. The griffin switched a lever, and the glass case that held the mask slowly went up.

"Now, D-6438, how do you feel?" the griffin researcher asked into the intercom.

D-6438 said nothing.
"D-6438?" the griffin asked.
D-6438 started walking towards the case slowly.
"Can you hear me?" the researcher asked again. "Is this thing on?" he checked to see if the intercom was unplugged.
When he looked back up, D-6438 was standing in front of SCP-035.
"Subject D-6438, please answer the question." the researcher asked. He got no response.
D-6438 picked up the mask. He looked at it front and back.
And then, he put it on.

For a few seconds, nobody said anything.
But then, Twilight grabbed the intercom and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

D-6438 opened his mouth to speak.
"I feel...." he started.

"You feel.....?" Twilight echoed.

"I....I feel....f-feel...." he stuttered.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Then, a sickening crunch was heard. D-6438 leaned back, and clenched his fingers as he made a pose as if he were frozen.
A strange substance started leaking out of the mask's mouth, nose, and eyes.
D-6438 fell backward, limp.

"Yeah, that's what I needed you for." the griffin researcher told the janitor, who's mouth, along with everyone else's, hung open in shock.

"Is...is he dead?" Rainbow Dash said.

"I...cannot comment." Shining said, with a look on his face similar to everyone's.

"What now?" Cadance asked her aunt, who was struggling to make a decision.

"I don't know." Celestia admitted. "We should-" Celestia gasped before she could finish her sentence.

Everyone looked at the chamber.

D-6438 had sat up.

The mask, which was still leaking the substance, was still on his face. He looked around.
He then got himself to his feet and brushed himself off.

He looked down at his claws and rolled his wrists. Then rolled his ankles. Then rolled his neck.

He walked towards the observation glass, and tapped it.

"Is the test over? Man, that gave me quite a scare! Don't know how you did that doc, but that was pretty cool!" the griffin said.

"Um... how are you feeling, D-6438?" the researcher asked nervously.

"Pretty good. Better, now that I think about it."

"Better? How?" the researcher asked.

"Well, I had a bad knee, right? My left one."

"Yes, we know. What about it?"

"Well, now it's my good knee."

"Hmm...."

"Can I go know, doc?"

"Pardon?"

"Can I leave now? Isn't the test over?"

"Well...."

"What?"

"Can you get the mask off?"

"No. I don't think that I want to take it off."

"Why not?"

"'Cause, it's makin' me feel really good."

"Well, this is a problem."

"How?"

"The mask your wearing, we need it for testing."

"Ah."

"Yeah. I think we might need you."

"Can't you just-"

"I apologize, D-6438."

After a long silence, with notes being taken, D-6438 spoke again.

"You know doc, I'm starting to lose my patience here." D-6438 said with a sigh.

"Well, I don't understand what you want me to do here." the researcher said.

"Me neither." D-6438 said. But something was strange...His voice sounded.....

Demonic.

"C-can you repeat that, D-6438?" Cadance said, taking over of the intercom.

"What?" he asked.

"S-say...demonic." Cadance stuttered.

"....Demo-*cough cough* ugh, d-demonic. Now what?"

Everyone stared at him. Then at Cadance.

She walked over to the researcher and whispered something in his ear.

He took back the intercom and spoke: "D-6438, we have one last test."

"You know what, fine. Go ahead."

He and Cadance looked at each other and nodded.

The researcher flipped a switch labeled "Decontamination Gas".

Black gas came out from the pipes in the ceiling, causing D-6438 to cough violently.

"Ah! *cough cough* Wh-*cough* are you doing!? N-no! *cough cough cough* I can't breathe! Please, no! *cough*." D-6438 screamed and squirmed.

The researcher flipped back the lever.

"Ah, *cough cough* oh thank god! *pant* just-just don't do that again."

Then Shining flipped it back on. Everyone gasped.

"NOOO!!! PL-*cough cough*PLEASE! I CAN'T BREATHE! *cough* Ahhhhhh......."

D-6438's body lied limp on the floor.

"That was.....brutal." Rainbow Dash said.

"Poor griffin." Rarity said.

"Is-is h-he ali-alive?" Fluttershy said, close to tears.

"I don't think so. If he was, he'd probably get up in a few seconds." Twilight said.

"Look!" the janitor exclaimed.

Everyone gasped.

D-6438 had sat up.
Again.

He slowly got to his feet, walked to the glass, looked Shining right in the eye, and said, in his demonic voice.

"I'll give you one more chance." he told the captain.

"We may have......gotten off on the wrong foot. But, I will look past it if you open that door."

Nobody spoke.

"Well? I'm waiting."

"....Let him out." Celestia told them.

"What!?" Cadance exclaimed. "Th-that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"

Celestia whispered to everyone, "Let's just see what he'll do. Alright?"

Celestia pulled the door lever. The door opened.

"But you forgot one thing." Luna said.

D-6438 turned around.

"And what's that?"

"A keycard."

......

"You son of a- that's it. Now, I'm coming over there!"

The door closed, and footsteps could be heard getting louder.

"Get back!" Shining shouted. Everyone moved to the back quickly.

Shining whipped out his pistol.

D-6438 opened the door.

"Stop right there!" yelled Shining, aiming the gun at him.

D-6438 didn't stop.

"You, stop!" Shining yelled louder this time.

He kept coming.

"Hey, hey, halt!" he yelled once more.

He was relativity close now, and nobody knew what Shining Armor would do.

But then-

BANG! POW! BLAM!

Blood splattered the walls. Twilight's ears were ringing.

D-6438 staggered. He clutched his stomach.

He stretched. He actually stretched.

"This is useless. Just let me leave. It's inevitable." D-6438 said.

Twilight waited for the worst.

"Goodb-" D-6438 started.

He choked. Then gagged. Then fell to his knees. He clutched his throat.
Then went limp.
Blood poured from the holes in his mask.

Cadance carefully nudged the mask off of D-6438's face. She gagged at his "new" face. It was horribly disfigured. Practically melted.

She looked towards the fear-stricken janitor.

"Clean this up."

Author's Notes:

I had a lot of fun with this chapter. Oh, and by the way, the things that Shining says to D-6438 are actual quotes from MTF Operatives in-game. If you don't believe me, look it up.

I kinda feel bad for all the D-Classes. Helping the government to get killed in return.
Maybe it's cause on my ROBLOX account, I'm part of an SCP group. And yeah, I'm a Class-D. The upside?
I can be as immature as I want. Yay!

So...it's safe?

"I apologize for that." Celestia said as she led everyone out of the heavy containment zone. "Now, we can confirm that D-6438 is dead."

"Good. I kind of feel bad for him though." Twilight said.

"Yes, so do I. I'm actually thinking for different policies for the Class-D personnel."

"Like?"

"Well," explained the princess, "Only Class-D personnel on death row should be terminated."

"Hmmm....that seems fair."

"And maybe, they can apply for a level 0 position-that's janitors, cooks, low level staff."

"That makes sense."

She turned to everyone. "We will be looking at a few in the light containment zone."

"So, no more of what we saw?" Rarity asked.

"No. Well, nothing like that." Cadance said.

"By the way, since you are all affiliated with this project, you can start working here." Shining stated.

"Wait, seriously?" Rainbow Dash said. "No way! I'm gonna be the best security guard ever!"

"I'm looking forward to the experiments." Twilight said. "How about you, Rarity?"

"Well...." she said hesitantly. "I would join the research department. But only if I test and experiment with only safe ones."

"That can happen." Luna told her.

"Ah'll be a guard. It'll suit me better." Applejack said.

"What do you want to be, Pinkie?" Twilight asked.

"I dunno. Ooh! Wait! I'll be a helper mare! I'll help people! And plan parties for workers!" Pinkie hopped up and down with an abnormally large smile on her face.

"Okay then." Twilight said.

They left the Heavy Containment Zone, and walked down a hall to see a dozen Class-D personnel lining up.

They walked through the entrance zone area, and opened the door that said "Light Containment Zone". A door to the side was opened with a quick push of a button. There were two doors, one on the left and the right.

The one on the left read:

Beside it was a picture of a simple book, labeled "The Encyclopedia of Common Diseases.". There was a black line where the publisher should be.

"If your'e wondering, we blurred out the publishers name due to classified reasons." Cadance told them.

"If this book is labeled "safe", then it's not harmful?" Rarity asked.

"No, it is harmful." Celestia said. "Can I tell you something funny?"

"Princess...." Shining glared.

"When your brother labeled it, he originally classified it as keter." Celestia said while giggling like a schoolfilly.

"What's so funny about that?" the 6 said in unison.

"He described it as a weapon capable of destroying all life on earth! When it was this easy for it not to!" Celestia said while laughing.

Twilight started laughing. But the other 5 didn't get it.

"Let's just go in, this is getting awkward. Shining whispered to his wife.

Cadance used her level 4 keycard to open the door. Inside was the book, sitting on a concrete cube.
Shining took out his radio and spoke: "This is Commander Armor, Head of Security. I am requesting 5 Class-D personnel to SCP-1025's containment chamber, over."

10 minutes later, five Class-D personnel arrived.

"Do you want to conduct this experiment, Twilight?" Celestia asked her.
"Really?" Twilight said, surprised.
"Yes, really. Just go in there and tell him to flip to a random page. Then, right down what happens and how he feels like."
"Got it."

Shining pointed to one of the Class-D personnel, a zebra. "You." he told him. "Get in there."
The zebra looked around, and said "Me?"
"Yes you, who do you think I'm talking to, the guy beside you, with the punchable face? Now."
The zebra hurried inside.

Twilight and the zebra waited until they closed the door.

"Okay, subject....what's your designation?" she asked the zebra.
"Uh....... 21734."
Twilight wrote that down. Subject: D-21734. Zebra, age

"Age?" she asked him.

"31." he told her.

She added that to the notes. Subject: D-21734. Zebra, age 31.
"Okay, I want you to take this book, and flip to a random page and read it."

"Okay." he said as he picked up the book. He chose a page.
"What does it say?" she asked.
"Uh, it says Common Cold.
Subject: D-21734. Zebra, age 31.
Test: Common Cold page.

"Good. Tell me when you finish."

1 minute later, D-21734 sneezed. Then again. And again. "Can you get me a-*achoo* a tissue? *achoo*"

Twilight wrote this down as well.
Subject: D-21734
Zebra, male, age 31.
Test: Common Cold page.
Result: Subject repeatedly sneezed. Asked for tissues. Subject apparently had a common cold.

The door opened. It was Cadance, who upon hearing sneezing, had decided to check it out.
"Can we get some tissues and medicine?" Twilight asked.
"Sure...." she said.

Subject: D-21734
Zebra, male, age 31.
Test: Common Cold page.
Result: Subject repeatedly sneezed. Asked for tissues. Subject apparently had a common cold, and showed all symptoms of a common cold.
Subject given tissues and medicine.

Twilight watched as the zebra was taken to the medical ward.

The remaining 4 Class-D watched the zebra be taken off.

"You. Come here." Shining told a Class-D. The Class-D was a female pony, with an orange coat and red hair. She hesitantly walked up to the captain. "Go inside." he told her.

She went inside, and same as before, Twilight asked her questions.

Subject: D-085
Pony, female, age 27.
Test:

The same test before, but this time the page, Chicken Pox was read.

"Geez, what's up with this?" she said, itching herself all over.

Subject: D-085
Pony, female, age 27.
Test: Chicken Pox page
Result: Subject reported being extremely itchy, unbuttoning her shirt and itching her upper body. Subject asked for itching cream. Subject given itching cream as requested.

"Interesting...." Twilight thought.
Whoever read one of these pages, they would get the illness. Twilight inspected the front cover, revealing the publishers name to be Coltan Press.

A new Class-D came inside. A changeling. He was slightly surprised at Twilight being in the room.

Subject: D-9969
Changeling, male, age 42.
Test:

He quickly flipped to a page.
"What page?" Twilight asked him.
"Cardiac Arre-" he started.
D-9969 gasped, and clutched his chest. He fell to the floor.

Twilight stared at his body.
Shakily, she wrote down the log.

Subject: D-9969
Changeling, male, age 42.
Test: Cardiac Arrest page.
Result: Subject died. Apparent heart attack.

She thought a moment, and added something else.

I have requested the discontinuation of testing with SCP-1025. This is a slaughter of Class-D personnel. It is almost useless.
-Researcher Sparkle

Shining flipped open the door, and stared down at D-9969's corpse.

"You take a break. I'll send someone to get rid of the body. You okay, Twily? You look pale."

Wouldn't Wanna be Buried in That.

After that test, Twilight was pretty shaken up. She wanted to see an SCP that was not.....lethal.

"What's wrong?" Cadance asked as she registered Twilight as a level 2 researcher.

"That changeling......I just saw him die of a heart attack." Twilight said quietly.

"Don't feel bad, Twilight. It wasn't your fault. How would you know that he would flip to a lethal page?"

"I just....I think that....it was my fault...."

"What!? Twilight, don't you think that! It wasn't your fault!" Cadance exclaimed.

"Why would the page "Cardiac Arrest" be in a disease book!? Everyone knows that those are cases of organ failures!" Twilight said, almost shouting.

"I don't know. But you did not make him choose that page." Cadance assured her.

".......Yeah." Twilight said quietly.

"Good. Now, put this on." Cadance handed her a researcher outfit. An orange tie and a white shirt and pants.

"We're going to SCP-895's next. Need to file a report." Shining said.

Hopefully this won't be too bad, Twilight thought.

On the way, Shining beckoned Rarity, and told Rainbow Dash and Applejack to stand guard. They both had assault rifles, and wore the standard gear that guards wear. The only thing missing was their helmet and visor.

They went to the Heavy Containment Zone, and soon reached another chamber. The sign beside the door read:

Beside this information was a picture of an ordinary coffin. It looked to be made of oak. It looked like something that could be made by an earth pony.

Shining entered his keycard, which read "Level 3". It was an orange colour.

They were lead into a room with a staircase that lead far down. A room beside them consisted of a security monitoring station. One of the monitors showed SCP-895. It stood motionless at the bottom. Why was it so abnormal? Twilight thought.

"If your wondering, SCP-895 cause hallucinations and disruptions in video. It can also cause severe psychological trauma and hysteria in most subjects. So, in short, if you see anything disturbing or strange through the camera feed, it's normal." Cadance said.

Wow, Twilight thought. That was simplified quickly.

"Is there anything inside of it?" Twilight asked.

"No." Shining said. "We sent a Mobile Task Force unit to retrieve it. They opened it, and their headsets bugged out."

"Geez. How was it discovered?"

"At the mortuary, security camera's had disruptions. We questioned the staff, and as it turns out, nobody knew who, when or how it was transferred. So we bag and tagged it, and know it's here." Shining said matter-of-factly.

"Interesting. No...marks or signage?"

"Nope. We checked that a loooong time ago."

"Can I see it?"

This question shocked them both Cadance and Shining.

"I don't think so, Twily." Shining said, being her protective big brother as always. "I don't want to give you a Class-A amnesiac."

"Um...okay...but why can't I just go down? Only cameras can affect me whilst looking at it."

"Well...." Shining said. He was a bit...overprotective of his sister.

"Pleeaasse?" Twilight asked extra little sister-like.

"Well, okay. But the second you feel strange, I'm calling it quits. Got it?"

"Got it."

Twilight went, alone, down to the object. It was a long, spiraling stairway.

When Twilight got to the bottom, she saw another guard. "Excuse me, would you step out for a minute? I'm conducting an experiment."

"Sorry miss, I can't do that." the guard said. "Someone has to be guarding this place at all times."

"Can't you make an exception?"

"Nope. 05's orders."

Twilight sighed, and started through.

The coffin loomed before her. It was nothing out of the order, just a normal, oak coffin.

The intercom started up. "Can you hear me, Twily?" her brothers voice sounded.

"Yeah. What now?"

"Okay, I should probably be seeing some strange stuff on the camera feed."

"Alright..."

"Uh, oh. Here it co- Oh. Oh! OH!" her brother screamed over the intercom.

Twilight ran out of the room. "Are you okay?" she called out up the stairwell.

No answer.

"Sir?" the security guard called.

"I'm fine." his voice called back. "SCP-895's security feed affecting properties just happened. Caught me by surprise, is all."

"Okay... I think I'm ready to come up now. This thing scares me. And I'm not just saying that. I'm afraid of it." Twilight said.

"....Alright. Come on up."

Twilight head up the stairs. The metal clanged under her hooves as she walked.

"You okay?" her brother asked as he came out of the control room.

"Yeah. I'm fine." she said.

"Okay. Just-just take it easy, alright?" he told her.

"Got it." Twilight said.

"Want me to order you a coffee?"

"No thank you. I'll just have some tea."

"Okay. Oh, by the way, there's a Euclid-class SCP that I can show you."

"Where?"

"In the cafeteria."

Author's Notes:

Here we go. A "famous" SCP is coming up. Can anyone guess?
I'll give you a hint.
Test: Something to Destroy 682.
Result: Boom.
SCP: SCP-294

Cup 'o' Joe?

They headed into the cafeteria. Surprisingly, there were many Class-D's. She saw a security guard yelling at a Class-D. The guard pointed his gun at him. He said something to him, and the Class-D got on the ground and put his hands out to his sides. Other Class-D's just watched in silence.

"So, this SCP is a euclid SCP. But it's fairly easy to be safe."
"Um...where is it?" Twilight said, looking around.

"Right there." Shining pointed to a machine at the corner of the room. Two signs were beside it.

Sign number 1:

Sign number 2:

"This is actually my favorite one." Shining said.
"Why?" Twilight asked her brother.
"Well, it dispenses anything that exists or can exist in liquid form" he told her.
"Really? Hmm..."

Twilight walked over to the machine.
She typed in, "Tea" and placed a Styrofoam cup under the dispenser. Shortly, a liquid poured out of the dispenser.
Twilight put the cup to her lips and began to drink.
"It tastes just like tea!" she exclaimed.

What else could she do?

"You. Come here for a moment." she pointed towards a Class-D. The Class-D was a changeling. He looked mid to late 20's.
"Type something into this. Anything you want." she told him.
"Twilight..." Shining warned.

The Class-D typed in "Coke", and put the cup under. The drink came out.
"Sweet." the Class-D said. He drank it. "Tastes the same as ordinary coke. Definitely not diet. Can I keep it?"
"Sure." Twilight told him. "But maybe you can help me with something else."
"Okay. Thank's doc."

The Class-D walked away and sat down at a table.

"What test are you going to do?" Shining asked.

"I don't know yet. What do you recommend?"

"I recommend 008."

"Okay. What is-"

"You'll find out."

Shining motioned for the Class-D to come. He complied.
"What's your designation?" he asked the D.

He looked at his arm. "Uh..." he said, trying to position his arm to see it clearly.

"It's...D-9341."

Author's Notes:

Some of you may have thought that D-9341 would've appeared somewhere. I may let him stick around...
Maybe.
OMG I JUST FOUND OUT THAT THIS CHAPTER HAS 420 WORDS!
...Get it? 420-J?
The Best Stuff The World?
Or, do you better understand this:
420 OMG GET REKT NO SCOPE 720 BLAZE IT ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED

Zombies aren't real! Right?

Before the test with SCP-008, Twilight went and retrieved 2 other Class-D's. One was a male pony, and the other was a female griffin.
They headed to the heavy containment zone. Twilight attempted to enter, but the door wouldn't accept her keycard. Shining later told her that Level 3's and up can access the Heavy Containment.

They reached it's chamber. The sign read:

"Stand here." Shining ordered the Class-D's. They stood at the door.
Him and Twilight went inside the observatory room. Shining pressed a button on the control panel. This caused the door to open.

Shining picked up the intercom.
"All Class-D personnel, enter the containment chamber." he said. D-9341 and, the girl griffin what Twilight had realized was D-2176, entered.
"Where's the other one?" Twilight asked. The other Class-D had not entered.
Shining picked up the intercom once again. "Subject D-8554, enter the containment chamber or you will be terminated." he said angrily.

Twilight could see D-8554, the pony, with a blue coat, with a blue mane, rolling his blue eyes outside.

"This is your last warning! You have 5 seconds to comply!" he yelled.

D-8554 chuckled.

Shining nodded towards the guard in the room.
"Shoot him once. If he doesn't comply, shoot him again. If he still disobeys, he will be designated for termination." he told the guard.

"Yes sir." the guard went out of the room. Twilight could hear faint yelling. Then, a *POP*.

Not long after, D-8554 walked into the chamber, clutching his arm from a bloody gunshot wound.

"Please approach SCP-008 for testing."

D-9341, D-2176, and D-8554 approached what seemed to be a pipe like object, with a built in plate in the middle. A type of gas rose from the plate.

"D-2176, please put one claw in the plate and touch SCP-008."

D-2176, with slight hesitation, placed her claw into the plate.

"How do you feel, D-2176?"

Shining placed the sound transmission on, so he could hear her answer.
"Uh...nothing...um...ugh..." D-2176 said weakly.
"You look sick. Are you alright?" he asked her.

"I..I feel...like throwing up..." she said with a cough. D-9341 and D-8554 looked at each other. They both backed away, sensing danger.

"I f-feel...like I'm...dying...*gak*..." D-2176 falls to the ground.
D-9341 and D-8554 slowly walk towards her corpse. D-9341 nudges her body with a push of his hole-ridden foot.

Shining whispers something to the guard. Shining hands his pistol to the guard. The guard nods and leaves the room. Shining opens the door.
The guard hands D-9341 Shining's pistol. He quickly hurries out before Shining closes the door again.

"Ugh...."

"Wha-" D-8554 says. "Did...did she just move?"

D-2176's corpse moves it's shoulder. Then, it get's up on it's knees. Twilight gets spots D-2176's face. It's almost...feral.

"Subject D-2176 is to be referred to as SCP-008-2 from now on." Shining says into the intercom.

D-2176...or, SCP-008-2....is standing up. She starts walking slowly towards D-9341 and D-8554. They both quickly run away to the corner of the room.

D-9341 takes out the pistol that was given to him earlier. He aims at SCP-008-2's chest. He yells at her to stay calm. Then, he fires.

SCP-008-2 staggers. But quickly resumes position and keeps on going to the Class-D's.

With SCP-008-2 closing in, and her brother remaining emotionless, Twilight had to do something. Anything.

With the least amount of thinking she's ever done in her life, Twilight did something drastic. Stupid, even.

She opened the door.

Shining noticed almost immediately. So did the Class-D's.

D-9341 dashed out of the room faster than Rainbow would. D-8554 was coming behind fast as well, but tripped on his way out.

Unfortunately, SCP-008-2 was already close enough. 008-2 leaped onto D-8554's body and started to eat him. D-8554 screamed and hollered.

Sickening crunches were heard as Shining immediately closed the door.

"Test over." Shining said. He opened the door to collect D-9341, who's eyes were as wide as pizzas. Poor changeling.

"I'll take him back to his cell." Shining told her. He seemed furious. That was understandable.

Before leaving, Twilight stayed to read SCP-008's file, which was lying on the table:

Item #: SCP-008

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-008 samples have been deemed Class V extreme biological hazards, and all related protocols apply. Incineration and irradiation measures will be deployed in the event of political or military action which may result in the facility being dismantled; a power failure; or zero communications from operatives or outside channels during any given eight hour period.

The quarantine period for operatives leaving the facility is four months. If a breach has occurred, incineration and irradiation measures shall be deployed. It should be the policy of all G2 sites to not prepare an evacuation procedure.

Description: SCP-008 is a complex prion, samples of which are stored in each of the known G2 sites. Research into SCP-008 is highly classified and primarily aimed at preventing research which may lead to the synthesis of SCP-008 in the distant future. Traits of the SCP-008 prion include:

-100% infectiousness.
-100% lethality.
-Transmission through exposed mucous membranes and all bodily fluids.
-Not airborne or waterborne.
Symptoms of infection with SCP-008 manifest no more than three hours after exposure, and include:

-Flu-like symptoms with high fever, plus severe dementia in later stages.
-Coma onset approximately 20 hours after first symptoms appear and 12 hours after noticeable dementia. Coma onset will be considered onset of death.
-A period of sporadic cellular necrosis occurs which comes to resemble gangrene. Surviving tissue assumes its original function and is highly resilient.
-Red blood cells greatly increase oxygen storage capacity, resulting in slower blood flow and increased muscle endurance and strength.
-Nervous and muscular systems are unaffected by total organ failure for several hours.
-Metabolism may decrease to extremely low levels, allowing subject to survive for over 10 years without nutrition.
-High blood viscosity results in negligible blood flow from gunshot, puncture, and slashing injuries.
-Conditioned behavior, motor controls, and instinctive behavioral mechanisms are damaged, and cognitive abilities are severely retarded and erratic. Animals experience excessive brain necrosis and are inactive.
-Subject can adapt to its damaged nervous systems but is limited to basic physical activities, including standing up, balancing on two legs, walking, biting, grabbing, and crawling. Subject will energetically move towards sights, sounds, and smells it associates with living humans. -Subject will attempt to ingest living individuals if physical contact is made.
-Neutralizing fully-infected subjects requires significant cranial trauma.

There is strong evidence to suggest SCP-008 itself did not form naturally in Equestria, since variants of similar complexity would have displaced much of the ecosystem. In 1959, a short collaborative effort with the UGSR to locate G2 sites and eliminate SCP-008 was negotiated following their discovery. The status of SCP-008 in Griffin custody since collaboration ended is unknown.

Addendum 008-1: SCP-500 has been found to be able to completely cure SCP-008 even in the advanced stages of the disease.

"Cadance," Twilight asked her, who was sipping a coffee in the cafeteria, which she would bet her life on was from SCP-294. "I just read the file on SCP-008. I was wondering..."

"What were you wondering?" Cadance asked her.

"Could you take me to SCP-500?"

Author's Notes:

I gotta say, this was pretty brutal to write.
By the way, for the document on SCP-008, I just copied and pasted it from the wiki.
I'm allowed to do that, right? I don't wanna get sued or anything like that.
Also, USGR=The Union of Griffin Socialist Republics.

Secret Cure for Cancer?

Item #: SCP-500

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-500 must be stored in a cool and dry place away from bright light. SCP-500 is only allowed to be accessed by personnel with level 4 security clearance to prevent misapplication.

Description: SCP-500 is a small plastic can which at the time of writing contains forty-six (46) red pills. One pill, when taken orally, effectively cures the subject of all diseases within two hours, exact time depending on the severity and amount of the subject's conditions. Despite extensive trials, all attempts at synthesizing more of what is thought to be the active ingredient of the pills have been unsuccessful.

Note From Dr. █████:
SCP personnel below Level 3 are now banned from handling SCP-500. This is not to be used to [DATA EXPUNGED]. Get AIDS and then ask permission.

Request 500-1774-k
Dr. [500-0022F] has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing with SCP-038. Request has been approved.

Request 500-1862-b
Dr. Gears has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing in SCP-914. Request has been approved.

Request 500-2354-f
Dr. █████████ has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing with SCP-253. Request denied.

Request 500-5667-e
Dr. Gibbons has requested two (2) pills of SCP-500 for his personal medkit. Request denied.

Addendum 500-1: Two (2) pills have been authorized for use with SCP-008. As a result of conducting a series of tests on Class D subjects infected with SCP-008, it appears that even in the most advanced stages of the disease one whole pill will accomplish full recovery. Number of pills is fifty-seven (57) at the time of writing. - Dr. [500-0021D]

Addendum 500-2: One (1) pill has been authorized for use with SCP-409. SCP-500 was tested on Subject 409-D5 who was exposed to the effects of SCP-409. Complete recovery accomplished. See Addendum 409-1. Number of pills is fifty-six (56) at the time of writing. - Dr. [500-0021D]

Addendum 500-4: Request 500-1774-k approved. Five (5) pills have been used in experimentation with SCP-038. It has been determined that SCP-038 is capable of duplicating SCP-500; however, the success of the duplicated pills is limited. The duplicated pills are only effective in curing the subject 30% of the time, with chance of successful healing dropping as time since cloned increases. In 60% of the cases where the infection is permanent, symptoms of infection remain, though further infestation is neutralized. Repeated dosing with SCP-038 cloned pills is recommended for all personnel suffering from incurable conditions, as supply of SCP-500 remains extremely limited. All five (5) used samples of SCP-500 were returned. Number of pills is fifty-six (56) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-5: During experiments with SCP-038, one (1) pill was stolen by personnel D-██████ to, reportedly, [DATA EXPUNGED]. Stricter controls for samples of SCP-500 given to other projects is suggested. Personnel D-██████ has been terminated. Number of pills is fifty-five (55) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-6: One (1) pill has been used with SCP-231-4. Number of pills is fifty-four (54) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-7: One (1) pill has been used for Experiment 447-a. Number of pills is fifty-three (53) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-8: One (1) pill has been used with SCP-208. Number of pills is fifty-two (52) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-9: Request 500-1862-b approved. One (1) pill of SCP-500 is placed within SCP-914 with the setting at "Fine". Resulting object classified as SCP-427. Number of pills is fifty-one (51) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-10: Five (5) pills have been taken for the Olympia Project although only two (2) were used. The remaining three (3) will be returned shortly. Upon return, number of pills will be forty-nine (49).

Addendum 500-11: Two (2) pills have been used for Experiment 217-█████-█████. Number of pills is forty-seven (47) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-12: Request to have SCP-500 investigated for mental compulsion leading to obsessive fixation denied for triviality.

Addendum 500-13: One (1) pill has been used in a attempt to duplicate the pill by a duplication spell preformed by Dr. Candenza. Test resulted in pill being split in half. Number of pills is forty-six (46) at the time of writing.

"Hmm..." Twilight said as she read the page. "So, it can cure everything?"

"That's what we believe. Further tests are waiting approval."

"Well, why can't we use this to cure everybody? Can't we use a duplication spell?"

"We tried. It didn't work. All that happened was the pill splitting into two. But I'm pretty sure you read that." Cadance said.

"I did." she told her. "I just don't understand why it didn't work."

"Me neither." Cadance said. "I guess that it's magic resistant, or something."

"Well, can it cure cancer?"

"Probably. We may be able to find out. With my aunt's approval."

Cadance took a sip of her coffee. "I heard about that 'incident' with SCP-008."

"Yeah. Only one of them survived. D-9341."

"D-9341? I went over his report. Changeling robbed a bank. Shot 4 guards. Death row." Cadance stated.

"Really."

"Yep."

"Wonder what he's doing now..."

"Probably sitting in his cell, bored out of his mind."

...

"Wait, why would you want to know that?"

Twilight looked up. Why would she? He's just a dirty cop killer. Why would she be concerned?

"Do you like him?"

"Wh-what!? That's ridiculous! Of course I don't!" Twilight exclaimed, blushing.

"Really? Then why are you blushing?" Cadance asked.

Twilight was redder than a tomato. "Well, I guess he is kind of handsome..." she said, not making eye contact.

"I knew it. You like him!" Cadance said smiling.

"I don't. I just think he's handsome. Nothing serious." Twilight said as her cheeks returned to her normal shade of purple.

"He is handsome. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"It's fine. Can we see 500?"

"Sure. I won't let you take any though."

"Don't worry, I understand the rules."

Cadance led Twilight to the Light Containment Zone. They went to 500's chamber.

The sign at the door said:

Strangely, there was no hazard sign.

There was a metal safe, in a small room that was dimly lit. The observatory room had two main buttons: Chamber Door, and Safe Door.

Twilight pressed both buttons. She went in as Cadance watched. Twilight picked up the plastic can. It was labeled "Pills". she opened the can and picked up one of the 46 pills. She inspected it, and then placed it back inside.

"Interesting. I'll definitely have to test this sometime. I have a great idea! Maybe using one of these to cure diseases from SCP-1025!"

"That's actually a good idea. I'll check that later."

They walked to the cafeteria.

"Ever wonder how 500 was made?" Twilight asked.

"All the time. We're trying to figure that out." Cadance replied.

"If you do, you may be able to save thousands-no, millions-of lives."

"We better get cracking then."

Author's Notes:

SCP-500 is a blessing. It would be awesome if we could find an actual pill that cures everything.
But that would make a bunch of people die at Black Friday. Seriously.

3-D Specs.

"I have something to show you." Cadance said. "SCP-178. It's pretty disturbing."

"More disturbing than 008?" Twilight asked.

"You could say that."

They went to the Light Containment Zone. After going through a few intersections, they came to a room, with a sign on it labeled

Beside the info, a picture of some old-fashioned 3-D glasses was shown. "I'll need some Class-D's. Wait for me here. But whatever you do, do not, I repeat, DO NOT put the glasses on." she ordered.

"Alright..." Twilight said with a wary look.

She went in the observatory room. The 3-D specs sat at the end of the big empty room, on a wooden column.
What's so weird about this? Twilight thought.

Cadance entered the observatory room. Shortly after, a female changeling with a left eye the colour of red and the right eye the colour green, and a male pony with a grey coat and black mane. He had a tattoo of black fire tracing from his hair line down to his chin on the left side. Twilight grimaced.

"I'll take notes. You can tell them what to do." Cadance told her.

"Hmm..." Twilight picked up the intercom.

"Subject...?" Twilight asked Cadance.

"D-7906 and D-1325." Cadance said without looking up.

"Right. Subject D-1325, please put the glasses on." she told the Class-D.

The colt scoffed. "Seriously? This is ████████."

"Please, put the glasses on." Twilight said, with a hint of anger in her voice due to the foul language emitted from the colt.

"No way. This is just some stupid social experiment."

"Sir, please. This is important."

"Screw you."

Twilight slammed her hoof on the table, almost knocking the intercom over.

"Put the glasses on or you will be terminated!" Twilight yelled into the intercom. D-1325 and D-7096 covered his ears.

"Come on man, just do what the crazy mare says." D-7096 told D-1325.

"Ugh. Fine. But this is the worst thing the government has ever done to me."

He went to the column and put the glasses on. He looked to the right, towards the observatory room.

His eyes went as wide as pizzas.

"Holy ████! Jesus! What is that thing!? Oh god, it's right behind you!" he yelled.

D-7096 looked behind her in confusion. "Dude? There's nothing here."

"What the hell are you talking about? It's ███████ disgusting! How do you not see it?"

"Look man, you're tripping. I don't know what you see, but I don't see it."

"What do you see?" Twilight asked the colt.

"It's...it's hideous doc. Too many eyes, and....it's just ugly."

"Alright. Take the glasses off."

D-1325 took off the glasses. He blinked a couple times and rubbed his eyes. And then put it back on the table.

"D-7096, now put the glasses on."

The changeling put the glasses on, but with hesitation. She looked towards the observation window.

"Oh. Oh my god! Son of a-" D-7096 jumped back and fell backwards, hitting her back against the wall.

"Same thing?" Twilight asked.

"Y-yeah. B-but it's...it's..." The changeling stuttered.

"It's what?" Twilight asked as the colt stared at the changeling.

The Changeling gulped and said:

"It's behind you."

Author's Notes:

I'm having fun with the blots. I had no idea how to have a character say a swear word without actually typing it.

Yeah. 178 is creepy as ████.

Where!?

Silence. What was behind her? she thought.

Did she dare to look around?

Hesitantly, she craned her neck backwards.

And she saw-

Nothing.

At all.

"T-there's nothing."

"Yes there is."

"Well, what do you see?"

"Like this guy said. Has a round, smooth head. Too many eyes. Looks like a really badly botched plastic surgery job."

"Right. Can you...talk to it?"

"Uh, I'll do it." D-1325 said.

D-1325 walked over to where he saw the entity last.

"Hey. Weird thing. What's up with your face?"

Suddenly D-1325 jumped back, almost tripping over his own hooves. Then...

Something impossible.

Cuts started appearing on the colts body, as if he was being stabbed with something incredibly sharp. He screamed and squirmed, until he stopped moving completely.

D-7096, who still had the glasses on, saw the whole thing. She ran to the door, and attempted to break it down. She looked behind her.

"NO!" she screamed, "GET AWAY!"

As soon as she got cuts on her, Twilight immediately opened the door. D-7096 limped out with multiple cuts on her left leg.

"God." she said. She was immediately apprehended by a guard.

Twilight walked out. While still pointing the gun at her, the guard asked her, "Dr. Sparkle, do you know this D-Class?"

"Yes. Can you take her to the medical ward?"

"Yes ma'am." The guard responded.

Twilight walked back into the chamber. "What was that?" Twilight asked Cadance, who was finishing up the notes.

"Strange entities can only be seen with the glasses on. If you interact with them in any way, they'll attack you. But we can't see them at all." Cadance said matter-of-factly.

"Uh huh. I'm gonna see this for myself." Twilight opened the door to the chamber.

"Twilight, WAIT!" Cadance called. But she was already in the chamber.

Twilight walked to D-1325's corpse. Poor colt never saw it coming. He adjusted his head to see if there were any marks on his face. There was one small cut, that was already there, but that wasn't important.

She carefully took off the glasses, and felt them. Normal specs, she thought.

She slowly put them on. The glow of the red and blue of the old fashioned glasses completely filled her view. She looked behind her to see that hideous entity.

It was repulsive. Like both Class-D's described it, it had "too many eyes" and a "smooth head".

It gave off a strange effect. As if it was lunging towards her and quickly lunging back.

Cadance entered the room. She ran up to Twilight-practically through the entity-and grabbed the glasses and threw them to the wall.

"Are you alright!? God, who knows what happened to you! Don't do that again!" Cadance said frantically.

"I'm alright. I saw it." Twilight told her sister-in-law.

"The entity?" Cadance asked.

"Yes. It looked exactly like they described. Too many eyes, smooth head. You name it."

"...Okay. I'll send D-1325 to the Foundation morgue. You, you just take a break."

"Got it. I need a break from all this interesting stuff."

"Good. Just...just take it easy, okay?"

"Sure."

Author's Notes:

As I said before, 178 is creepy as ████. No doubt about it.

Cadance's Notes

After Twilight had taken a well-deserved break(with the help of SCP-294), Twilight was ready to continue her exploration of this facility. She suddenly remembered she forgot her clipboard in SCP-178's observatory room.

She headed back to the chamber and picked up her clipboard. But something caught her eye.

Cadance's notebook lay on the table. Seems like she forgot it when she helped Twilight with "removing" the specs.

I guess I'll just take a peek at her notes, Twilight thought.

Twilight picked it up and began to read:

Name: Dr. Cadance with Dr. Sparkle assisting.

Date: 4/23/2015

Procedure: Class-D test subjects are to be placed in containment chamber and are to be instructed to put on SCP-178. Subject is to report what they observe, and then they will hand it over to the other Class-D to wear. Second subject is to report what they see, and hand it back over to Subject 1, when then, they will attempt to interact/speak with them.

Results:
Subject D-1325 is a 26 year old male grey-coated pony of Las Pegasus descent. Subject was incarcerated for an attempted murder charge. Subject has no abnormal mental or physical health properties. Subject has a large tattoo of a black streak of fire on the left side of his face. D-1325 is referred to as "Subject 1".

Subject D-7096 is a 21 year-old female changeling of Axlarian descent. Subject has no mental or physical abnormalities, although the subject has a red left eye and a right green eye. Subject was incarcerated for multiple fraud charges to the North Axlarian Chess Organization(NACO). Subject is referred to as "Subject 2".

Subject 1, D-1325 and Subject 2, D-7096 are placed in testing chamber and Subject 1 is instructed to put on SCP-178 by Dr. Sparkle. Subjects are not told of SCP-178's true nature.

Subject 1 states unpleasantness towards testing. Subject persuaded by Dr. Sparkle to put SCP-178 on. Subject 1 refuses and states that the test is a "stupid social experiment". Dr. Sparkle attempts to persuade Subject 1 for the third time to put on SCP-178.

Subject insults Dr. Sparkle and Dr. Sparkle reminds Subject 1 that uncooperative behavior are grounds for terminated. Subject 2 persuades Subject 1 to follow instructions. Subject 1 gives a look of repulse, but puts on SCP-178.

Upon putting on SCP-178, Subject expresses fear and looks towards D-7096, who is in front of the observatory room. Subject 1 shouts "Holy [EXPLETIVE]! Oh god, it's right behind you!" Subject 1 points behind Subject 2, who reports that there is nothing present behind subject. Subject 1 expresses disbelief towards Subject 2.

Dr. Sparkle instructs Subject 1 to describe what they see. Subject reports entity as "hideous", and has "too many eyes". Dr. Sparkle instructs Subject 1 to remove SCP-178. Subject complies with instructions.

Dr. Sparkle instructs Subject 2 to put on SCP-178. Subject 2 hesitantly puts on SCP-178. Subject 2 reacts much the same way as Subject 1. Subject 1, however does not see the entity in the same location as Subject 1 reported. Subject 2 acts nervously and informs Dr. Sparkle that the entity is behind her. Dr. Sparkle expresses fear and turns around to look. Dr. Sparkle reports nothing is there. Subject 2 disagrees.

Dr. Sparkle instructs Subject 2 to describe what they see. Subject 2 describes the entity as a being with multiple eyes and a smooth head. Subject 2 also describes the entity as a victim of a "really badly botched plastic surgery job".

Dr. Sparkle asks if they can attempt to speak with the entity. Subject 1 volunteers. Subject 1 walks over to where they reported the entity last. Subject asks, "Hey. Weird thing. What's up with your face."

Almost immediately, cuts and lacerations start appearing on the Subject's torso. Subject dies of critical wounds after 4 seconds of being attacked. Subject 2 expresses fear and runs for the door. Subject attempts to open the door from inside the chamber, which is impossible, as the door control system is in the observatory room.

Subject expresses extreme fear and screams "No! Get away!" Subject begins receiving multiple cuts and lacerations on their left leg. Dr. Sparkle expresses a look of remorse and opens the door to the chamber. Subject 2 is apprehended by a guard and taken to the medical ward. Subject 1's corpse is sent for an autopsy.

Subject 1 was treated of her injuries and is currently being given psychological evaluation.

That was crazy! At least we know that these entities given off by SCP-178 are easily angered. We will definitely need more testing to confirm that these things are harmful to those who wear it. But one thing bothers me: how come when Subject 2 put on the glasses, they did not report seeing the same entity in the location that Subject 1 saw the entity? Perhaps whoever puts them on, they perceive the entities in their own way. Definitely more research needed.
-Dr. Cadance

Note: Subject D-7096 is not to be terminated, due to her co-operation with research and security staff. She will be administered Class-D amnesiac and will be sent to the public, by the order of Dr. Cadance.

The Plague Doctor.

Twilight had permission to run her own tests. She was even allowed to go into the Heavy Containment Zone. Her brother let her in, so she could see which test she wanted and whether he could approve of it.

Kind of like a foal in a candy store.

Twilight eventually found one. The sign was this:

Beside this info was a picture of a pony, but dressed in what Twilight recognized as the outfit from 15-16th century Griffin Kingdoms. It wore the traditional bird mask as well. You could see eyes out of the only holes in his mask.

Surprisingly, her clearance was high enough to get in.
Two guards stood at the ends of the room like statues. One of them looked at her.

"Oh, hey Twi!" the guard said. That was Rainbow Dash's voice.
"Hey Dash. You've been busy."
"Yep. It was boring at first, but now it's pretty cool! I see all types of guys: science dudes, prison guys, guard guys..." she went on.

"It's interesting for me too. I'm about to conduct a test if you'd like to watch."
"Sure."

Before going any further, Twilight looked for the file on SCP-049. She found it on a desk not too long after she started looking.

Item #: SCP-049

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-049 is to be contained in a secure holding cell in Research Sector-██. SCP-049 is not to be removed from its cell unless approved by a Level Two or higher personnel, before which SCP-049 must be heavily sedated. Even so, at such times SCP-049 is to be accompanied by two (2) armed guards and guided by an iron collar, secured to two (2) iron poles 2 m in length, and held firmly by two (2) Level One or higher personnel while in transit. Any experiments performed on SCP-049 are to be conducted inside of specifically prepared rooms (see document 042-D-3-18).

SCP-049’s cell should be monitored at all times via a security camera. Should any abnormal behavior occur, Doctor ████ is to be alerted at once.

Description: SCP-049 is ponynoid in appearance, standing at 1.9 m tall and weighing 95.3 kg; however, the Foundation is currently incapable of studying its face and body more fully, as it is covered in what appears to be the garb of the traditional “Plague Doctor” from 15-16th century Europe. This material is actually a part of SCP-049’s body, as microscopic and genetic testing show it to be similar in structure to muscle, although it feels much like rough leather, and the mask much like ceramic. It was originally discovered in ██████, England, by local police. Mobile task force [REDACTED] responded to a suspected outbreak of [DATA EXPUNGED]. All civilians within a .5km radius were given Class A amnesiacs as part of the initial containment procedure.

SCP-049 does not speak (See addendum A-1), although it seems to understand English perfectly well, and is completely docile until it tries to perform surgery. SCP-049’s touch is invariably lethal to all species. After contact with SCP-049’s hand(s), the victim (hereafter referred to as SCP-049-2) suffers [DATA EXPUNGED] and dies within moments. SCP-049 will then attempt to kill all individuals it can see in a similar manner, supposedly to avoid interruption, before returning to SCP-049-2. It produces a bag made of [DATA EXPUNGED] containing scalpels, needle, thread, and several vials of an as-yet-unidentified substance, from somewhere within its body (research has been unable to locate these tools when inside of SCP-049 through X-ray and similar techniques) and begins dissecting SCP-049-2, as well as inserting various chemicals into the body. After approximately 20 minutes, SCP-049 will sew SCP-049-2 back up and become docile once more.

After a period of a few minutes, SCP-049-2 will resume vital signs and appears to reanimate. However, SCP-049-2 seems completely without higher brain functions, and will wander aimlessly until it encounters another living species. At that point, SCP-049-2's adrenaline and endorphin levels increase to approximately three-hundred (300) percent as it attempts to kill and ██████ any beings it can find, before returning to its mindless state and wandering until it comes across more individuals. At this stage, termination with extreme prejudice is allowed. Failure to enforce this protocol outside of testing scenarios (see addendum T-049-12) is punishable by termination.

Detailed autopsies of SCP-049-2 have found several unusual substances (along with usual substances in large amounts) within the bodies, including [DATA EXPUNGED]. However, several have yet to be identified (researchers with level 3 or higher authorization, refer to Addendum C-1).

Addendum A-1: SCP-049 spoke for the first time today, 12-6-20██, addressing Dr. ████. A full account of the conversation is attached.

Interviewed: SCP-049
Interviewer: Doctor ███████ ████
Foreword: SCP-049 randomly began speaking with no obvious provocation en route to a testing facility. Doctor ████ was recording notes at the time on a handheld microphone. Irrelevant data has been omitted.

SCP-049: “What is this place?”
Dr. ████: “What? It’s a labo…” [There is a loud crash here, from Doctor ████ dropping the recording device in shock.]
SCP-049: “A laboratory? It is quite marvelous. I now find it no wonder I’ve seen so few victims of the disease in here.”
Dr. ████: “Y…eah. You see, I'd thought you incapable of speech. I’m somewhat startled you, um, can.”
SCP-049: “Oh, my, yes, good sir. I simply prefer not to. Most victims of the disease are quite melancholy and do not react at all well to conversation. I have seen you several times now, and have not detected the disease in you, therefore I assume you are also a doctor?”
Dr. ████: “Yes, actually. Call me [REDACTED]… but, what ‘disease’ are you talking about?”
SCP-049: “Why, good doctor, the Great Pestilence. What else?”
Dr. ████: “Great pesti… Oh, the Plague. Should have seen that coming. But, no one here is infected, I can assure you.”
SCP-049: “Oh, good doctor, I can assure you, the Pestilence is here, and I can sense it. It is my duty in life to rid the world of it. My cure is most effective.”
Dr. ████: “Your cure? Your cure has cost us hundreds of lives! Your cure is faulty!"
SCP-049: “Good doctor, my cure is most effective.”

[SCP-049 lapsed once again into silence, and no further attempts to make it speak were effective.]

Closing Statement: “We managed to get our tests done for that day, trying to figure out what causes it to perform surgery, or, more accurately, what it detects as the 'Pestilence’. So far, research has shown us no correlation between any of the D-class personnel it has performed surgery on. We’re still working on it."
Dr. ████

Addendum C-1: Level 3 authorization required: On 4-26-20██ SCP-049 managed to break containment. During the roughly 5 minute period in which it was unsupervised, it came into contact with SCP-███. Upon being detained, SCP-049 was very calm and amiable. Since this time, however, SCP-049 has been shown to be much more talkative leading up to and performing surgery.

I don't know what oh-four-nine and that damned mask talked about, but he seems much happier overall. He no longer seems to simply sit and mope around in his cell, and several staff have claimed to hear him humming old church hymns. In addition, in the moments leading up to performing surgery, he has started talking, apparently trying to… comfort his victim. Claiming that he is the 'cure', among other things. The focus of our research has been shifted towards finding out what the hell he and [REDACTED] talked about during their little chat. -Dr. ████

Huh. So that's what it was.

Twilight had already requested 3 Class-D personnel. They came in just a couple minutes later. Two female griffins, and a male changeling.

"Line up at the door." Rainbow told the three. They complied.

She could see inside through the cameras. There was the pony/griffin/changeling/zebra. It was sitting at the end of a long hallway. The room was pretty much empty, except for a chair in the corner and a desk. Or was it a table?

The door opened. SCP-049 looked up at the camera. The three D-Class went in and stared at the end of the hall.

"Please approach SCP-049 for testing."

They looked at each other. One of the female griffins(labeled as D-193), approached 049.

049 looked up at D-193. She flinched, but quickly resumed an alert state.

"Hello." 049 said in a whispery voice.

"Uh....hi there." D-193 said hesitantly.

.....

"Oh my," 049 said, standing up. "Yet another victim of the disease."

D-193 took a few steps back.

"Do not be afraid." he said, walking towards D-193.

"I am the cure."

049 reached out to touch D-193.

"Oh sh-" D-193 turned around to run. 049 did not run. Instead, he walked at a faster than normal speed.

D-193 tripped. The changeling(D-102) and the other griffin(D-966) repeatedly banged on the door to get out. D-102 shouted "Wait! Get her quickly!" D-102 went and carried D-193 in his arms. All three were screaming to open the door.

Twilight felt a wave of remorse hit her. She saw something.

Tears.

Tears were streaming down D-193's face. She was almost begging to be let out.

Twilight slammed her hoof on the button.

A Discussion.

Twilight later found out that D-193 had severe anxiety problems. That explained why she had begun crying.

Twilight decided to actually speak with this pony. Sure it would be dangerous, but she was curious.

She asked Rainbow to come into the room with her, and another guard to stay at the door on the outside.

SCP-049 relaxed in the corner. He seemed to acknowledge their presence, and just stared at them.

"This guy's creepy, Twi. Let's just get outta here." Rainbow whispered in Twilight's ear. "No." Twilight whispered back. "I'm going to try to talk to him." Rainbow looked shocked. She muttered something, but stayed behind Twilight.

"Greetings." he said in his strange voice.

"Hello, 049." Twilight said calmly. She got a little closer.

"I do not sense the disease in you," he said, this time was his turn to get a little closer. "So I believe you are...a doctor?"

"Um, yes. A new one in fact. My name's Twilight. And this is Rainbow." Rainbow nervously smiled behind Twilight.

"Oh no." 049 said, shaking his head. "You must be a new doctor. You could not even recognize a victim of the disease."

"A...victim?" Twilight asked.

"Yes. The one behind you."

Dash's eyes went wide. She started to back away.

"I can assure you, she is not a victim."

"I know my victims, and she is a victim."

"She is...uh...in study."

049 paused.

"In study?"

"Yes."

"So you are also finding a cure for the disease."

"...Yes, we are."

"....I...do not understand. Why do you need a patient of the disease to help cure the disease?"

"So we can evaluate what...problems...the victim has, and then research into a cure."

049 went silent.

"You are a clever doctor."

"Thank you."

"This disease...so many victims...three came in not too long ago."

Twilight stayed silent.

"Perhaps I look...intimidating." he stated.

"Ya think?" Rainbow said in the back. Twilight nudged her in the elbow.

049 stared. "You and this...victim...are friends?"

"We have known each other for a while."

"Well, you better research. The disease is unforgiving."

"We are working hard." Twilight assured him.

"Hurry."

049 stayed silent. This probably hinted that it was time for them to leave.

They eventually left, and Twilight filed an interview report to show her brother.