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Galacter: I'm sorry dude that Danny has come off as whiny. But it's kind of that mindset for his character right now. He doesn't have that mature mindset and he lashes out because he's really not sure about himself or how he should interact with people.
Lets check in on our contained halfa.
Unknown location third person's POV
To many the large wild fires often aren't that uncommon in the USA. But a fire that has directional movement with humanoid figures inside is something completely else.
In the blaze Danny is using an ecto blaster attached to his arm and shoulder. Based of his dad's blueprints Maddie was able to create the ecto foam blaster.
The foam neutralizing SCP 457 fires from spreading too far. While SCP personnel using large swipes of foam and sand to slow 457 from duplicating more and spreading.
Sam along with standby personnel watching from the mobile monitoring station.
Danny exhales fire his foam based blasts at three more 457 duplicates. Danny says, "Who many of these guys are in this fire?"
Another monitor answers, "There is now fifty three instances of 457. 3's General Forester has other teams closing in from behind. ETA on full circulation of fire zone in twenty minutes."
Danny groans 457 is a being made of pure fire. And sure its duplicated can be put out. But the original 457 is the real problem.
And the longer it's let to burn the more copies it'll spit out.
General Forester says "All containment teams be advised we have a five squad chopper team in route. To drop a concentrated vacuum bomb at the heart of the hot zone.
"All teams are to remain at their markers and wait."
Getting the order Danny blasts two more duplicates of 457 and flies back to the marker point.
Once there several guards with custom water and foam throwers are holding the flames from burning anything else. While others place sandbags in a containment formation.
Taking a breather Danny reflects on the last three weeks. Ghostly activity along with spikes in other supernatural doings have everyone curious.
The Foundation analyze can't explain the sudden influx or what could be the source.
For Danny it just means more work, which he doesn't mind. Now moved into the house, which wants itself to be known, as Runewich Stead has been very nice to Danny and his family.
The homes interior is very warm but for all its wonders the home does have a mind.
When Sergeant Victoriam tried to enter the home replied him. Danny working as a median between the Foundation and the Runewich found that it doesn't like guns.
Or individuals who has used firearms. Due to one of its last owners doing something to the house involving guns.
So the Sergeant is left to stay inside the mobile home parked outside the Stead.
Danny really liking the Runewich often founding himself walking its various puzzle likes halls for fun and to see if he can find something new inside the Stead. Or in return letting the Stead walk his mind.
The Runewich finding the troubling dreams Danny has had about Sam scary. Giving Danny some books to try and understand not only the dreams.
But what it knows about the bran on his back.
The jagged diamond like shape has its center open at the top and bottom neither ends meeting.
Inside are three circles looped together by three different lines. One line facing at a right angle, another at a left angle, and the last at a forty-five angle.
The bands shape is dated to be close to the start or before the age of the Catholic Church.
From there all the Stead could tell Danny was the bran was one of a cluster of other kinds of symbols.
Giving the information he had Danny told sergeant Victoriam and doctor Gray. Both saying they'd look into the foundations logs for symbols matching in style.
As the choppers move overhead into position they drop the canister bomb. Danny thinks 'How did 457 get out from its containment anyway?'
Sam's POV
With Danny finished helping to resecure 457 doctors Gray along with the security teams head back to the site holding set to find answers.
Danny and I are inside the Runewich Maddie is off on one of her ghost research missions.
I asked Danny what it was like researching or ghost tracking with her?
He coughed answered it was weird and embarrassing for some reason. He just wanted me to have a very good idea of what kind of ghosts I am dealing with before going after one.
Sitting near the steads fireplace I can't help be feel as if something is wrong.
Danny walks in from the kitchen smiling to say, "Well Alka and Alma are watching TV in their room with snacks. So what do you want to do?"
I smirk to ask, "Danny just hug me and stop asking me what I want to do."
Sitting next to me Danny pulls me close to kiss me. Sighing into the kiss Danny leans in further kissing my neck.
I smile to ask, "When did you learn to be romantic?"
Danny nervously chuckles to say, "The Stead has a lot of books. Some I've had to ask for it to keep away from Alka and Alma."
Danny backs off from our kiss to crack his neck. I ask "Still getting cramps?"
He nods and I tell him to take off his shirt. Danny dissolves his shirt into a mist leaving his torso exposed. But he still has his gloves on.
It's funny even as thin as a whip as he is he still can fight as well as he can.
Getting behind Danny I ask the Stead if it has a book for relieving stress. I blush when it gives me a book of sex positions.
Danny blushes too saying "Stead not now please Sam just wants to get the pain to leave my neck."
The house then floats over a book of Greek muscle massage techniques.
Following the book I spend three hours with mixed success helping get the pain in Danny's back to end.
Reforming his shirt Danny thanks me and we relax by the fireplace. Danny hugging me close as we both read a book. From time to time I laugh as Danny struggles to them ask me to explain a word or help him understand a sentence.
Doctor Grey's POV
I'm shocked 457 didn't get loose on its own. It fled it was running from someone who enter into its containment cell if you can believe it.
And the person was our other pyro based SCP, SCP 273.
After finding her reformed and covered in ash from her latest regeneration. She lashed out using her odd hungering heat properties to absorb the personnel trying to calm her down.
General Forester right away calls for Danny who is currently flying to us with Sam.
Sergeant Victoriam says, "Sir 3's and Dr. Manson will be here in twenty minutes. But we can't get anywhere close to 273."
I agree telling him that the dart guns needles are deforming from the heat her body. And her heat eating property will kill anyone that gets close with restraint cuffs.
General Forester says "Keep her within this facility with the foam gear we still have. Maybe with luck 3's can calm her down."
But soon 273 wails shouting "Let me out I don't want this anymore! I want my family I want to be with my tribe again!" Feeling a shockwave of heat come out from the halls she down general Forester orders the personnel to cool things down.
Thankfully Danny and Sam arrive and we catch them up on situation so far.
Danny says "You've had her for five years and unlike me she can't get within two feet of someone without turning them into a mound of ash. Of course she'd act like this.
"General how many other sentient SCP do you have under lock and key still that are similar to me or my family?"
General Forester stares at Danny to answer, "3's there are some like her that are too much of a risk. Just letting you be here is a risk.
"So far your risk of some what containment is proving to help the Foundation.
"Now I do like your help but you must understand before there was no one like you. And some SCP's just won't break from their habits even if they can talk back to us.
"Now if you don't mind stop her before she melts this site into the ground."
Danny sighs to float forward using his ecto foamier to cool the hall. Listening in we can hear small talk but soon 273 screams.
An eruptions of flames barrels down the hall. Moving clear the personnel try to put out the flames.
But several more eruptions follow causing us to duck back into the stairwell. After an hour the last eruption ends and the personnel finally can fight back the fires.
Working through the flames the personnel clears us a path leaving smaller manageable flames in some rooms.
General Forester finds the controls for the sprinkler system and triggers them. As the sprinklers rains down on us the general tells us all to be on guard.
Sam tries to calling for Danny but she gets no reply. As we follow the still present scorch marks we end up in one of the monitoring rooms.
In the room we find Danny he's badly burnt but in his arms to a dead 273. To my shock she isn't ash she's really dead.
Danny shaking as he just holds her. Sam rushes to Danny as he simply stares down to 273.
General Forester says "You three take her body from him. Dr. Grey help dr. Manson get 3's up I'll leave talking to him to you."
I nod as Danny exhales very slowly trying, as it would seem to process what happened between his exchange with 273.
SCP 076 'Cain's' POV
Sitting upon the large piece of transportation that once belonged to someone. I ponder why the young Halfling still plagues my mind.
Standing up I walk past the several dozens of bodies that lay around me.
This foundation as they call themselves have been giving me small laughable enemies. But I can't shake this feeling this odd gnawing feeling in my being.
That just like him that the Halfling is connected to something as me.
Still I have little to worry about that but I must say he was interesting in our last encounter. His eyes told me that he merely fought to see himself survive for someone else's benefit.
But even with that small flame he resorted to such risky means to end my assault against the ones holding me.
Humans... flesh like me yet so reliant on weapons that deny them the true glory of the kill.
Hearing the steps of several behind me I look over my shoulder. Seeing more armed humans all brandishing the odd composite mix metal weapons.
Unlike the range weapons of old humans they have advanced them to this state.
Heated miniature arrowheads that erupt with thunderous claps from the varying hand held devices.
Reaching out I spring forth several spears to jump as they attack me. In the air I see their fear as my spears pierce their soft flesh.
Truly the days when full suites of hardened steel protected one from such weapons as mine is in the past.
To many of this Foundation I am a warrior out of his era. But seeing how humans honor or tell the tales of such legends of battle that held a blade.
I wonder if I did something such as they or fight for a nation that understood my need for the honor of battle will their people honor me as such?
Beheading two others as I impale a third into her chest. I stop looking around me to think why do I need them to honor me?
These humans I was once like them weak... Or was I ever like them?
How long have I been as I am now... I can't truly say when I became aware of my existence. Or when I first started to talk let alone voice my beliefs as a warrior.
What was I? When was my creation?
The Halfling knows of his creation... And yet again I think of him truly he plagues my mind even when it doesn't matter.
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