3x3 eyes (Sazan Eyes) is the creation of Yuzo Takada and the SCP Foundation is under Creative Commons.

Chap 3 Nephthys and Atante

~*~*Site 001, Site 19, Sazan~*~*

Moving Site 19 to Sazan without anyone being the wiser had been insanely easy...far easier than dealing with some of the SCPs in Site 19. Parvati looked at SCP-053 and sighed. "Nephthys, what the heck did you do to yourself?" SCP-053 looked up startled. "I...my name. I know that my name."

"Excuse me, Yakumo and I am going to talk to your Wu," Parvati sadly said getting up and leaving the room.

"So, she is a Sanjiyan Unkara. Does she…"

"No. She was never part of the Supreme Council and even if she had been she is in no state to reassume that role." Parvati glanced over. "You got the various spells down?"

Yakumo nodded. "Been practicing them ever since you showed them to me. Longest week I ever had."

Parvati nodded as they entered the observation room to the cell containing SCP-682. Yakumo pulled out his Red card and swiped it, giving him authorization to drain the acid in the cell.

Parvati leaned over the microphone. "SCP-682, or should that be Atante the Wu of Nephthys, I want to know...what exactly did Nephthys do to you and herself?"

Yakumo tensed ready to cast the spell and hoping it would slow down SCP-682.

SCP-682 just stood there its mouth agape. "Her name. How do you know her name?" it finally growled.

"From the name she gave of you, Atante. That name is known as one of the earliest efforts at creating a stronger Wu as opposed to an artificial Wu. Sadly the archive was a little skimpy on the details."

SCP-682's eyes widened and took a step back. "The archive?" it squeaked.

Yakumo was stunned. It was almost as if SCP-682 was afraid and that did not happen often.

"Yes. The one at Site 001."

SCP-682 started to shake. "Who...who are you?"

"Parvati IV...member of the Supreme Council."

SCP-682 tensed only to hear "Kuan-Yaa" and then to see a snake like thing seemingly composed of pure lightning looking at it.

Yakumo leaned over the microphone. "Now, Atante was it? As one Wu to another could you not do something stupid. Sure we can't be killed...well not permanently but that doesn't mean we can't be hurt. Besides even if you get out I don't think trashing Sazan is high on your things to do list."

SCP-682's many eyes widened. "Sazan? So what I felt…"

"Was a teleportation spell? Yes." Yakumo paused. "Parvati would like to know why you are trying to kill all of her 'pets'."

"Not all of them but as to why I want to kill most of them...they are a mockery of the Sanjiyan Unkara. A sick disgusting joke. They will not control their numbers and are consuming this world's resources at nearly an exponential rate. If their numbers are not curtailed they will bleed their planet dry and in their desperation would do the same to any world they find...even this one."

SCP-682 looked at the Kuan-Yaa. "So now what? Punish the kill happy Wu just like the pathetic monkeys that the Protectorate turned their operations over to have?"

"Punish? Actually we have, like a bunch of GOC minded idiots, been trying to kill you."

SCP-682 laughed. "Ah that...wait a minute 'we have'?"

"Atante, Parvati's fiancee went crazy and all the Sanjiyan Unkara here gave their lives to imprison him. She isn't part of the Supreme Council...she is the Supreme Council. Problem is there is a group of nutjobs out there who have been conned into thinking he is the Scarlet King."

SCP-682 laughed. "The followers of Kaiyanwang Shiva's dumb ass Wu are still trying to pull that shit? And a bunch of the monkeys believe it? I don't know which is more pathetic. The Scarlet King, the real Scarlet King, was locked away by the Supreme Council an empty desolate dimension with seven chains made via the Ningen No Zou only accessible by a special door. He may be my father but even I consider his idea that 'reality is FUBARed let's use the Ningen No Zou to reshape it into something more entertaining' a testament to just how crazy he is."

"That sounds a lot like our SCP-2317-K."

SCP-682 got very quiet. "The monkeys of the Foundation haven't been doing anything stupid, have they?" it finally asked.

"Merely doing their best to reinforce the remaining chain."

"Remaining chain? Those seven chains were supposed to hold good old dad for a million years. What the hell did those shit brained moronic monkeys…"

"Over half the chains were broken when we found it," interrupted Yakumo.

SCP-682 got very quiet again. "Two very important questions. One do you have our SCP-002 and two do you have three Sanjiyan Unkara?"

"We just got SCP-002-Sazan as the Foundation is calling it. As for the other counting SCP-053 and Parvati we only have two."

"She has a name. Use it!" roared SCP-682. "No more of this 'SCP-053' garbage. Understand? She tried to make us both stronger. You have seen that for me it worked but for her...I would willing give up all my abilities to have my master back to the way she was instead of the little child her efforts changed her into. Messed up her perception aura to the point where the monkeys go kill crazy just before the remaining one's heart goes kablooie when they try to kill her. Now tell me just what is this ritual you halfwitted apes have been doing to keep dad where he is."

Several minutes later. "You're kidding, right? This 220 Calabasas is a joke, right? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO DO?! Killing chickens? Holy Water? Might as well put up a sign saying 'please don't break free' for all the good that nonsense does. Ok, since we don't have the main option we go for option two – Regicide. Yes, he is my father but you saw what his solitary misuse of SCP-002-Sazan did to him. That was the first and last time the Protectorate ever let a COD use the statue. If we can't recreate the chains we make sure good old dad never wakes up – ever. My solution is get a tanker full of the strongest poison there is, drill a hole in daddy's skull and dump the whole load into his brain. A nice painless death."

"I see. Cold but not cruel."

SCP-682 smiled sending shivers down Yakumo's spine. "Your master didn't tell you did she? Figures. My master may have not been a member of the Supreme Council but she was level Red in the Protectorate." SCP-682 then frowned. "As much as I love her as my master in her current state I don't think she would even qualify as green."

"Pai think it might be like her and sister. Mind shattered by bad event. Two minds one body."

SCP-682 slowly turned its gaze to the observation room. "Great. The only member of the Supreme Council left has another personality who judging her speech likely wouldn't qualify for anything higher than blue. Any other pieces of joy to add to my plate?"

"The Foundation has SCP-0103-Sazan, SCP-0157-Sazan, SCP-0250-Sazan, and SCP-1500-Sazan. Or as they call them SCP-096, SCP-076, SCP-963, and SCP-1060."

"Four failed artificial Wu. The Gray Wu, SCP-0103-Sazan or their SCP-096, I knew about. Abel, SCP-0157-Sazan/SCP-076, must be fun to deal with when he wakes up. More dead monkeys," laughed SCP-682. "I imagine that SCP-0158-Sazan as the monkeys like would call it, his pathetic brother is also in containment. If anything the monkeys likely found him first. As for SCP-1500-Sazan it doesn't surprise me she got caught. Not like she could get a head with the monkeys."

"Cute pun," said Yakumo.

SCP-682 smiled again. "Glad to know a fellow Wu even if he was a monkey appreciates the finer things." The reptile then frowned "But that leaves SCP-0250-Sazan."

"Dr. Bright. Level Red Clearance. Well mostly. There are things he isn't allowed anywhere near."

SCP-682 snickered. "Well I guess the monkeys are not total morons. But, isn't level Red the level for the 13 monkeys that the Protectorate set up as their mortal stand ins?"

"Them and select others. Though there is Level Purple."

SCP-682's jaw dropped again. "The Supreme Council let a monkey be Level Purple?!"

"Actually I don't think even the O5 Council has seen the Administrator."

"Has there been more than one Administrator?"

"I don't know. I don't think even the O5 Council knows."

"So there is a possibility...that this Administrator is a Sanjiyan Unkara or the Wu of one."

"What about a COD? Or transformed human?"

SCP-682 laughed. "A COD or transformed human at Level Purple? Good one. Even I, the most trusted COD there was, was only Level Red. As for Transformed Humans might as well have Fernand running the Foundation. He'd work to keep them alive if only so they could be on his dinner plate later."

The door to the observation room opened and a woman of European/Pacific Islander descent a walking stick in her hand entered.

"O5-9."

"Ah one of the monkeys running this show has shown up. Perhaps I should break out and kill them."

"You can't kill a Wu," replied O5-9. "By the way my name is Madurai."

"That the name of Pai's mother's Wu. But Pai confused mother went human centuries ago."

"Humanification process went totally haywire. Figured you would come here; Immortigon aka COD-100-Sazan are nearly on par with Wu."

"Actually, this is no ordinary Immortigon," said Yakumo. "Atante has been very chatty."

"What?" asked Madurai as her cane fell to the floor revealing an impossibly old woman.

"Spell designed to hide your true age?" asked Yakumo.

"Pai not understand. Wu don't age."

"As I said humanification process went totally haywire. Except for the fact my mind doesn't age I am very similar to Swift's Struldbrugg." Madurai slowly and painfully reached down and picked up the cane returning to her apparent 53 years of age. "Without this SCP I made I couldn't even function. Think arthritis at 90 is bad? Try arthritis at 990."

"So the Supreme Council didn't turn everything over to their 'pets'. I guess they wanted someone actually competent running things."

"You could have saved a lot of lives by telling us, Atante," fumed Madurai.

"Did you know, about Nephthys or as you call her SCP-053?"

"What?" Madurai asked paling but this time gripping the cane so hard her knuckles turned white.

"You didn't know," laughed SCP-682. "You really didn't know. Well she hasn't shown her third eye and her mind is such that unless you knew her actual name she couldn't tell you. In her current state she might as well be...a transformed human."

"Are you telling me you knew the moment you saw her she was a Sanjiyan Unkara and you didn't tell us?" growled Madurai.

"Why should I? How many D-Class have you used because you didn't have access to Wu? The last thing I wanted was the monkey run Foundation to turn Nephthys into another one of their freaking test subjects."

Madurai laughed. "You didn't realize those D-Class were from SCP-1000-Sazan? That's rich."

"The perfect human copier. Didn't realize you knew about that place. Surprised you didn't replace the guards and researchers I killed." SCP-682 then widened its eyes. "You have."

"Of course we have. Given how high maintenance some of the SCPs are we had to. It hard enough to keep the deaths outside the Foundation quiet and no amount of amnestics could cover up the amount of actual people that get killed in a year much less for the many millennia the Foundation has existed."

"Pai's sister say it clear she need to use translate spell to connect archive to Foundation so we don't have two SCP terms for where their overlap."

"The Foundation has overlap. SCP-069-J is not the same as SCP-069. The first is a DVD dating sim while the other is a humanoid camelion who takes on the appearance of a nearby dead body that disappears. Local sections sometimes assigned their own SCP numbers and we have to use a letter to separate them. 'J' depending on the context can ben 'Japan' or joke'. For example SCP-049-J, the plague fellow is a parody version of the far more dangerous SCP-049, the plague doctor."

"You have other transformed human that looks like that bird faced weirdo? Great."

"Pai want to know. If we let you stay with Nephthys will you on honor stop escaping and killing people?"

SCP-682 growled. "Yes. As much as I would like to do otherwise I will, on my honor, stop trying to kill the monkeys. But a word of warning. If the monkeys try to experiment on her, other than bringing those copies, I will make my previous rampages look like a picnic. Understand?"

"Pai understand."

"Now wait a minute…" begun Madurai.

"No Pai and sister waited long enough. You try it your way for long time. Result death and destruction. We do this sister's way," Pai said holding up the black card.

"As a member of the O5 council…"

"You will obey the orders of the Supreme Council," growled Parvati her three eyes glaring at Madurai.

"Like hell…"

Parvati blinked her three eyes startled and then narrowed them. "You. Do not. Want to cross me."

"Nor me. One of my duties was to help protect not only my master but the Supreme Council. We weren't called the Grim Guard for shits and giggles," growled SCP-682. "I won't kill the monkeys and I can't kill you but I sure as bloody hell can make it hurt."

"Grim Guard?" squeaked Madurai.

"Let me guess. Your equivalent of the Red Right Hand with a little of the Praetorian Guard thrown in for good measure."

SCP-682 laughed. "I am starting to see why you choose this monkey. Unlike the majority here it actually has a brain in its skull."

"Given what I have planned is going to put me out of commotion for weeks if not a month I need someone I can trust and if Madurai is an example that is not the O5 council. So," Parvati turned and gave Yakumo her black card. "Welcome to the Supreme Council, Agent Yakumo."

"WHAT?" yelled Madurai and SCP-682.

"Parvati, with all due respect, you're kidding, right? Until this started I was only Level Yellow and you want to make me Level Black?"

"No. I am not kidding. I am desperate. Right, now you and Atante are the only ones I trust and there is no way in bloody hell I am making him Level Purple much less Black."

"Excuse me," SCP-682 walked over and shoved its head into the Kuan-Yaa. It screamed in pain and than pulled its head out. "Ok, this isn't a nightmare."

"Atante, on your honor you will properly advise him while I am out of commission."

"Just gets better and better," grumbled the lizard. "Alright. But only because I am part of the Grim Guard and my loyalty to my master."

"Understood," said Parvati as she left the room.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" yelled Madurai running after the girl.

"Ending this particular nonsense. Though I need someone more familiar with the Foundation than Yakumo is on the Supreme Council. Another one of your SCP-001 candidates will fit the bill."

"You are going to put O5-13 on the Supreme Council?!"

"Your council had one thing right. We deal with the anomalous every day of our lives. We need someone who knows that is normal on the Supreme Council," commented Parvati as she opened Nephthys' containment room door. "Come on, Nephthys. Were going to see your Wu then we are going to find a better room for both of you. Last thing I need is that acid hurting you."

"What? The last time we had SCP-053…." begun Madurai.

"She. Has. A. Name," snapped Parvati. "If you must use an SCP designation use her correct one, SCP-001."

"Now wait a minute," growled Madurai grabbing Parvati's arm.

"Unless you want me to decorate the walls with your guts and go through the process of reforming you, will, let, go, of, me," said Parvati in a cold voice.

Madurai blanched letting Parvati go.

"Were on a 10 minute clock," commented Yakumo. "Closest testing room is 3 minutes away. If Atante's word can be trusted…"

"That is the one thing I can trust about a member of the Grim Guard outside of their duty to the Supreme Council."

A few minutes later everyone was treated to the sight of SCP-682 calmly walking down a hallway an agent, young girl, and O5-09 along beside it. "This is a stop gap until a more permanent containment..." begun Yakumo

"Containment?" growled SCP-682. "For her safety or the monkey's?"

"Both, Atante. You know how dangerous Site-19 can be when we get a containment breech."

"No more 'SCP-682'?" asked the lizard.

"Oh you will still be called that as well as 'SCP-053' for Nephthys. It took a while to get in the habit of calling SCP-835-JP 'Yamiko Keteru' and... what the...?"

Standing in the hallway was a Japanese girl dressed in a typical Japanese school girl uniform an insanely large knife in her hand. "Heard one of the Foundation can't be killed. I thought I would see if that was true." she said smiling. She then jumped at the group.

Yakumo jumped in front of the group out of habit getting his throat cut.

"More. More blood," giggled the girl stabbing Yakumo repeatedly.

"I thought our portrayal of you as a psychotic loon was an exaggeration, Ket-chan", growled Yakumo backhanding the girl knocking her to the floor.

"What? But...you should be dead."

"I take it this is Yamiko Keteru," said SCP-682 as it walked up beside Yakumo. "Normally I would approve of her...enthusiasm but since it endangers a member of the Supreme Council..."

"I...I just didn't stab hard and deep enough," said Yamiko Keteru as she stabbed Yakumo again.

"Why girl crazy?" asked Pai.

"She was raised or created by a GOI that didn't like the Foundation," said Yakumo grabbing the hand with the knife and slamming the girl into wall.

"What are you?"

Yakumo smiled. "Why I am a Woo Woo Woo," he said slapping her face with each 'Woo'.

"Three Stooges...this isn't a fucking comedy. DIE!"

"Wrong, Ket-chan," growled Yakumo slamming his fist into the girl's stomach. "And you know what the punchline is? You're now a joke!" he finished delivering a powerful uppercut knocking her out.

"Alight. What the hell just happened?" fumed Madurai. "Yamiko Keteru never manifested like that before. She prefers people alone in dark rooms or corridors. Never mind Protocol Idol-835 had supposedly neutralized that blasted thing."

"Well obviously it didn't," commented SCP-682 as it sniffed the unconscience body. "This is weird. She may look like a monkey but I can't smell anything. It is almost like she doesn't even exist."

"One of the theories about her is she is some form of thought form. That was the whole purpose of Protocol Idol-835 - to turn her into a mixture of self-parody cliches. She hadn't been seen in years. Could coming here to Sazan..."

"No. That alone would not have caused her to appear. Something else caused this."

~*~*SCP*~*~