"Are we there yet?" I growled impatiently. We were so unbearably close! I could feel! The very thought of freedom made my fur stand on end. The minute I got out of here I would search for my family. If they were still alive and out there, I was going to find them.

"Not yet Mie. And be patient, we'll get there soon. It's not far" Rogue said in a joking tone.

"Yeah you're right," I replied. "What do you guys plan on doing once you get out?"

"I personally plan to make my way back to England, and continue trying to rid the world of the Great Pestilence," 049 replied.

I shivered knowing exactly what that would entail. He was going to go on a killing spree and reanimate the corpses. The thought of nekros just walking around was utterly disgusting. Once something was dead, it is meant to stay dead. Which is ironic coming from me.

"What about you 035?" Doc asked as he turned to his old friend.

"I plan on taking over the biggest and strongest thing possible. Then I'll see what happens from there," 035 answered looking down the hall. But he seemed to be looking at something else. He looked as if his mind was else where. He was probably looking forward to taking over the giant lizard. Looking past the walls of the foundation to that very moment, with inhuman patience. But then we have all been looking forward to the day we would finally be freed with the very same inhuman patience.

"I'll tag along with you if you don't mind Mie," Rogue said breaking the silence. I smiled. I have grown found of Rogue, and viewed him as a good friend and a powerful ally.

"I wouldn't mind that at all. I'd actually really enjoy the company," I replied. At least when I traveled the world I wouldn't do it alone.

There is nothing worse in the world than being alone. Having to suffer life's hardships in solitude, like we have all been doing for so long. I spent who knows how many years cooped up away in here. Always waiting for release. And as silly as it sounds I have grown quite attached to everyone. They reminded me a bit of my old clan mates. It's only now that I realize how much I don't want to part with them. Yet we were so close. We might never see each other every again after this. I looked down at the floor as I struggled to control these new emotions. I've only truly felt this sense of sadness and dread when I first arrived here. And that was years ago. When I was first taken from my family. I thought I would never experience the same pain again, yet here I was reliving it. Did I care about the others this much?

"We're here," I heard 035 announce as we now stood in front of the gate only a few yards from making it outside. Only a few yards away from freedom. My breath caught in my throat. I could see the sky. For the first time in years. I could see the actual sky. And the clouds. And the forest area that surrounded the facility. There was a stone statue near the entrance of the gate. It was facing us, as if it had been waiting for our arrival. Doc walked up to it and greeted it. I would've laughed had the thing not spoken back. It echoed a similar greeting in a cold raspy voice, event though there was no mouth to be seen.

"173. Where is 682?" 035 asked. I could tell he was trying to keep still but I could tell he was excited about taking over something his essence wouldn't destroy.

"682. . . . Gone. . ." It replied. It came out broken as if speaking was difficult for this thing, whatever it was.

I heard 035 curse under his breath, clearly upset over the fact that he had missed his chance. Although I could only feel relief. Had he gotten control of 682, the world and everything in it would be doomed.

Two more SCPs appeared. One tall, and incredibly thin humanoid SCP who kept looking at the ground and refused to make eye contact. And another that came through a small portal that just appeared on the wall. This creature looked old, probably centuries old. Maybe more. I scrunched up my nose. He reeked of blood and death and fear. Around his neck I saw a name tag, probably from one of the doctors here, proudly displayed like a trophy. It read Dr. Angela Vargas.

So that's what happened.

He walked right past me and the others. Either he couldn't talk, or had no intentions of interacting with us. I looked down at the line separating the dirt from outside and the cold dull tiled floor of the foundation. It was a thin line. To think this thin little line is what separated me from the outside world. I took a deep breath ans stepped over the line. I felt the fresh soil on my peds for the first time in a long time. I took a long sniff of the fresh air. I loved this. I missed this so much. I felt my eye well up with joyful tears.

"Are you ready Mie?" Rogue asked me as he took a step beside me.

This was it I was going to be free. I was going to find my family. And Rogue was going to be by my side every step of the way. I blinked away the tears and took another step. Which would be the first of many to reach my family.

I turned as bid 049 and 035 farewell and continued going forward, this time never looking back for a moment.

.:The End:.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay so long story short. I couldn't get my life together. And even though this story as officially come to an end, I plan on making a prequel all about Mie's life as a young kitten all the way up to the SCP she is now. But until then stay tuned!