Chapter 36: The Agency.

Pendragon, 1:15 am

Despite the late hour, Nina was still in the Alaunus research laboratories (named after an ancient Celtic divinity of the sun), intent on working with other scientists on a top secret project, promoted by the Prime Minister and second Prince Schneizel in person: the creation of an apocalyptic weapon that Britannia intended to use against aliens.

Damn, I'm falling apart from sleep ...

She thought, yawning.

Suddenly someone put his hands on her shoulders. She turned, meeting her gaze with Kanon Maldini, count, general of the imperial army and above all lover of Prince Schneizel.

"I see you sleepy, Nina ... Why don't you go to bed?"

"Count Maldini ..."

"It is now midnight, you will continue your searches tomorrow."

"Okay ..." She made a loud yawn, then stood up.

"Do you want me to accompany you to the palace?"

"Yes, thanks."


They got out in the parking lot in front of the scientific complex and the two boarded a flaming red Ford Focus III. This, once started, went out into the street heading.

I am worried about Princess Euphemia ... It is located overseas, in alien territory. It is true that aliens seem to ignore the Oki archipelago, but it would be better for her to return to the motherland.

She thought, looking out the window.

"I see you thoughtfully, Nina. Something wrong?"

"Nothing ... I'm just worried about Euphy."

"You mean Princess Euphemia?"

"Yes ... I don't like the idea of being in Asia, a continent totally in the hands of the invaders."

"It would actually be safer here in the motherland or in Euro-Britannia. However, she can't stand to leave Suzaku and Cornelia alone to be safe."

"They could move too."

"We need Cornelia on the spot to keep in touch with the Black Knights."

"Can we really trust them? They are terrorists, their leader killed Prince Clovis. "

"But he also saved you and Euphy during the crisis on Lake Kawaguchi. And then right now we have to face a far more serious threat."

"I am aware of it. But if our research is successful, this threat will be eradicated forever."

Kanon smiled and stroked her cheek.

"We all count on you."

She blushed.


At the same time, in an unspecified place, CC was locked in a cell with white walls, without windows. The only access was a massive steel door that opened and closed electronically. She had been locked up there for three months, never went out, the only contacts were the jailers who brought her breakfast, lunch and dinner. She had no idea who they worked for: the British army, the cult of geass, some other organization ... Nor did she know why they kept it there. To distract her from her thoughts was the entry into the room of a girl with long blond hair, blue eyes and lipstick on her lips.

"Follow me!" She ordered them.


She led her to a rather simply furnished office: a desk in the center with a laptop and a modem on it, a shelf on the right side with some books, some paintings on the walls, including one depicting the battle of Trafalgar, naval clash in 1805 when the French and Spanish navies inflicted a very severe defeat on the British navy, paving the way for the invasion of the British Isles, which took place two years later. Waiting for her were a man in his thirties with short black hair and brown eyes who wore an elegant gray suit and a woman with long black hair, eyes of the same color and lipstick on her lips.

"I guess you're asking who I am, right?"

"Yup."

"My name is Tony, and she is Cattleya, my secretary. You can also call her Cat."

"I'm Irina instead." The blonde intervened.

"What is this place?"

"The headquarters of the SCP Foundation, more commonly called the Foundation. I am its director. We are a secret agency, which operates internationally. "

"And what is your purpose?"

"We are in the branch of the supernatural. Our job is to investigate any anomaly that occurs across the globe. "

"Anomaly?"

"Yes ... Sightings of monsters, aliens, ghosts, strange phenomena etc."

"Are you conspiracy theorists?"

"No ... Conspiracy theorists are idiots who circulate absurd stories in their darkened minds. We are serious people, and our task is to eliminate or contain any phenomenon or creature that is dangerous to humans. "

"And I'd be one of those, right?"

"Yes, SCP-33. We have been keeping an eye on you for a long time, you and the cult you worked for."

"So I guess you also know about the geass."

"Exact. And your immortality too, but that's not why you're here."

Tony snapped his fingers, and his secretary handed him three photos, which he placed on the table.

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"You are a danger, CC. You distributed geass as if it rained, generating wandering mines that with their powers caused serious damage to things and people. And we certainly cannot allow you to continue. Since killing you is impossible, you will remain interned here, along with other SCPs. "

"There are other geass distributors besides me."

"We'll take them too."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"For now, no, you can go back to your cell."

"Ok."

"Irina, take her back."

"Yes, sir!"

When the two women were gone Tony turned to Cat.

"Is there any news on SCP-34?"

"Our men are holding their breath on their necks, they are just waiting for the most appropriate time to act."

"Well."

He smiled, satisfied.