Ch4 a hissy-fit

A/n Dear god...I'm alive?!?! I'm sorry I haven't been putting out new chapters as hasteful as I used; School and stuff... BUT I have been writing more chapters in the meantime. Please enjoy!

A wave of sensations rushed into Seth as he walked into the armory. It wasn't painful, nor did it make him beg for more; but it felt like a rope was pulling him towards something. "Look at this!" 049 said as he waved around something that looked like a small stick, with a touch of silver poking out of the end. "Y-yeah..." Seth murmured as he trailed off; what was that sensation? "I-I'm gonna go look around, you can stay here if you want..." SCP-049 didn't seem to hear him as he opened up another locker. Seth left him to what he was doing and walked deeper into the armory. As he walked in deeper, he began to see locked boxes, with those squiggles and dots on them. The sensation began to pull harder as he approached another locked crate. The box was a small, dark one, with a lock on it. The sensation was going crazy as he touched the crate. "I need to get inside" seth thought hastily. The thing in this box, whatever it was, he wanted it. He NEEDED it. He jiggled the box's lock to no avail. He furrowed his brow angrily. He shook the lock harder, but it still kept the box locked tightly.

An angry drop of sweat dripped down his face as he slammed a fist into the lock, but showing no advancement to opening it. An angry cry flew from his lips as he picked up the box and threw it down onto the ground. He drove his foot into the box's side, hurling it across the room, a loud "clunk" coming from the box. The sound seemed to mock him as the box stood strong. A garbled scream came from seth as he threw himself onto the box and held it up to his face. "I'LL END YOU!" seth screamed at the box. The box didn't respond. He slammed it hard into the floor and tore across the room to the place 049 was. As he stormed in, the masked man seemed to smile at him under the mask. "Back already? What did you find?" Seth ignored him as he approached a locker and tore the door of it's hinges. SCP-049 stopped grinning and backed away. Seth grabbed what looked like an oddly shaped stick, with handholds and triggers. He carried it back to the room and held it menacingly above the damned box. He slammed the gun down onto the box, and a satisfying dent was the result. A cruel smile stretched across Seth's face as he crushed the box again and again, the crunching noises coming from the box and lock bringing him unspeakable pleasure.

The hinges broke, the lock broke, and the box broke.

"Hand me the drill" wire urged to one of the scientists helping him. He obliged quickly, and wire began to drill in one the arm joints of the android on the table. The limb jolted for a split second, then fell back into it's deadish position. "Hard Drive 14." he demanded with his hand out.

A second scientist handed him a green and copper chip, which he embedded into the torso. Wire began to tremble and sweat at the thought of his creation coming into action. He closed the torso of the android and grabbed a sealant. He closed up the thin cracks and holes around the miniscule screws. He finished with the sealing and pulled out the device that would give life to his brainchild. "Project w.r.a.t.h is a go…" Wire murmured with excitement. He pressed the button.

ON

DOWNLOADING_FILES...FILES_DOWNLOADED

RUNNING_SCAN…

SCANNER(FUNCTIONAL)

DEFENSIVE_OPERATIVES(FUNCTIONAL)

OFFENSIVE_OPERATIVES(MEDIOCREMAITENANCE NEEDED)

106 BUSTER(FUNCTIONAL)

CODE STRIPE(FUNCTIONAL)

VITAL SYSTEMS FUNCTIONAL….BOOTING UP….

The false human smoothly sat up from the table, and the eyes changed from black to a mesmerizing green. It turned its head slightly towards Wire, and a mechanically sweet voice emanated from w.r.a.t.h:

"Query?" it voiced.

Wire spoke slowly and clearly to the being, as if it were a child. "W.r.a.t.h, there is a breach of SCP-049 and a potentially dangerous anomaly. Do not harm them, but use force if necessary."

The android froze for a nearly unnoticeable moment, then responded "of course, Mr.Wire."

"I-isn't this a bit too dangerous?" a scientist asked hesitantly."it would be better if we ran some tests first…"

Wire turned around as if he were to reprimand the scientist, then stopped. "Okay," Wire said bluntly as he handed the scientist a heavy, metal rod. "Kill it."

The scientist's eyes widened. "W-what?"

"Go and kill the machine, beat it to death with the rod you have in your hands. I do warn you though; it might hurt."

The scientist turned to w.r.a.t.h and raised the rod and approached it.

The robot's eyes turned to an icy blue as it let out a resonating message.

"Threat detected, running scan."

SPECIES:HUMANTHREAT LEVEL: LOW 4 OF 20

WEAPON: YESMETAL

ACTION: DISARM

Moment's after the scan, the robot's eyes turned a menacing yellow. Before the scientist could react, the robot had darted toward him and delivered a quick chop to his wrists, then fluidly snatched the weapon from his hands. The android brought up a leg and delivered a blow to his chest, knocking him across the room. The robot dropped the rod and it's eyes turned back to it's emerald green. "Threat disarmed,"w.r.a.t.h stated almost smugly. "Would you like to rate your ass-kicking?"

"Oh piss off, Wire." the scientist groaned at the robotic retort. "Go ahead and send it out."

Wire grinned a childish grin, and proceeded to open up the blast door. As he walked the robot up to the door, he whispered to the machine:

"We're counting on you, bud; go show em who's boss…"

Wire's child walked forward and out of the doors.

The box was broken; there was no doubt about it. It sat in smithereens of metal and bolts. In the middle of the rubbage was the thing that was sending off the waves of unexplainable feeling…It was a small gun, nothing that looked out of the ordinary.

"That's it?" 049 questioned, "That's what this hissy-fit was about?" Seth picked up the gun and stared at it curiously. "It wasn't a hissy-fit…" he murmured. The cloaked doctor scoffed. "You grabbed a rifle screaming and crying, and then destroyed a box that had nothing but a handgun, with said rifle." Seth stopped inspecting the gun, confused. "What's a rifle?" He asked. 049 groaned, then pointed at the stick that Seth used to destroy the box. "THAT, is a rifle, and that gun you have in your hands doesn't hold a candle to what it can do."

Seth looked downtrodden, but decided to put the gun in his pocket. "Where to next?" seth asked. "Well, there's always the cafeteria." answered 049 as he walked out of the door. Seth followed close behind. "What's in the cafeteria?" seth questioned. "Well, it's where people go to-" 049 was cut off by a ringing, metallic voice. "Threat detected; running scan."