[Site-██ Containment Breach In Progress]

Camera 095 Recording

A facility guard stands in the security room. Multiple camera feeds show either corpses and blood covering the many surfaces of the SCP facility or people running in fear.

"No contact from floors 16-27! Don't think anyone made it! Several SCP subjects have broken containment! I repeat! Several SCP subjects have broken containment! I'm seeing a few instances of SCP-049-2, SCP-173 and… Oh fuck me… Looks like 682 is out to! Send everyone you possibly ca- Wait…"

A creature passes by a camera that the guard is looking at. Only it's head is visible. It has a red face with green glowing eyes and two curved black horns protruding from the sides of its head. It's muscled and powerful looking mouth is lined with bulky pointed teeth and blood.

"What the fuck is that?"

Suddenly the screen flashes red and the guard collapses. He starts to scream in agony as his body crackles with red energy and starts to contort. Then, his screaming starts to morph, growing deeper and more pained by the second.

Recording Paused

Some of the MTF members were giving Hayden that look again. It was a look he was accustomed to, and one that told him that pausing the recording was in his best interests.

"Relax." Said Dr. Hayden, putting his data pad back in his lab coat and checked the watch on his wrist. 12:36PM. "It's all to lure him in."

Hayden and a Mobile Task Force were all standing in a clearing within a pine forest. The sun painted the tall green grass and multicolored flowers vibrant and warm. A few insects were still buzzing around, but all the animals with half a brain had vacated the area long ago.

The creature within a bison sized metal box, which was secured to the ground with several dozen chains and surrounded by even more MTF, had been banging against the container for the past hour. The sound droned on and on, but luckily the box showed no signs of wear. Still, Hayden was surprised that the creature hadn't gotten tired yet. That kind of persistence could possibly be troublesome.

Hayden then heard the sound of crackling static in his ear, then the voice of the recon team. "SCP spotted. Moving fast. Looks like your gamble worked doctor."

"Good. Remain out of sight. Continue to prevent outside complications." Hayden replied.

"Roger that." The channel then cut.

"Look alive!" The MTF Commander shouted and all the soldiers in the field switched off the safeties on their rifles.

Hayden, however, relaxed and sighed in relief. He had only just barely convinced O5 command to put this operation in effect. It was a gamble, yes, but he believed that this was their best bet.

On the opposite side of the field the bulky green form of The Doom Slayer launch himself into the clearing. Upon seeing the MTF and Hayden, he slowed to a halt, cocking his head and putting away the double barreled shotgun he was holding. Then, he started to approach once more, this time walking.

"Wait… Where did he put that thing?" One of the MTF said. "It just… Disappeared."

"Not worth questioning. Leave that stuff to the doctor here." Another MTF said.

In truth Hayden had no clue either, but he'd figure that out later. "Clear the space in front and open the box."

All the MTF tensed up at this but complied, moving to cut the chains before getting clear. Hayden did the same, taking up a position right beside the box's door. Then a whine filled the air and the banging stopped as the door was slowly lifted upwards. A few gruff sniffs could be heard inside, then once the door had opened enough, the creature inside leapt out.

It was an odd menacing looking creature. It's glowing red eyes shown out from the redish-pink cortical bone plate that covered it's face and clawed arms. It's hooved legs flattened the grass, drawing a line in the clearing about 5 meters in length before the creature grinded to a halt and observed its surroundings, it's thick clubbed pink tail wiggling a little. The MTF soldiers had come to call this thing 'Pinky'. A cute name for a monster. A real designation would come later.

Pinky gave little acknowledgement that Hayden and his team existed as it sniffed the air again, turning towards The Slayer. It gave out a small yip, taking two frightened steps back and then growled.

The Slayer didn't break stride and continued to slowly wade through the grass. He showed no signs of alarm, nor did he summon any of his weapons.

Pinky bared it's two thick yellowish-brown tusks and disorganized teeth at The Slayer, then suddenly charged forward, opening its mouth wide and roaring loudly. Just before Pinky collided with The Slayer, the armored marine dodged to the side just out of the monsters path, but not before reaching for one of Pinky's tusks. Grabbing it, The Slayer twisted his wrist and broke off the tusk with enough force to send Pinky tumbling head over hooves into the ground beside him, revealing the monster's soft unprotected neck. The Slayer twirled the tusk in his hand for a second then slammed the point into Pinky's throat before using the tusk to crudely slit it, spilling red blood all over a patch of blue flowers. He then tossed the tusk aside and continued to approach Hayden and the MTF.

"Woah… Ok." One of the MTF whispered.

Hayden waited a few seconds before acting. Sure enough, the body of Pinky quickly vanished in a flash of flame. Odd. There wasn't any smoke. He then took his data pad back out of his lab coat and strode forward to meet The Slayer half way.

"Well! That confirms that!" Hayden announced loudly, addressing the armored mass before him. "No hesitation, brutal efficiency. You know these creatures, don't you?"

As the two converged Hayden held up his pad which now displayed a picture of the horned monster the facility guard had seen during the start of the containment breach. The Slayer promptly snatched it from Hayden's hands, glaring at it.

"Familiar face?" Hayden asked.

The Slayer nodded.

Hayden smiled. "So you can understand me then? Good." He straightened his coat, trying to sound as official as he could. "I'm Dr. Hayden, head of Demonics research for the SCP Foundation. That picture comes from a camera feed 5 minutes into a containment breach in one of our containment facilities. We don't know why it's there or how it came to be, but similar creatures, including the one you just killed, have been seen leaving the facility after we lost contact with it." Hayden paused. "They're Demons, aren't they?"

The Slayer nodded once more, handing Hayden's data pad back to him.

Hayden sighed. "Well, I'm here to make you an offer. The facilities Alpha Warhead refused to detonate and the situation has gotten out of hand. We're planning a full on assault to retake and contain everything in there and we would appreciate your help." Hayden hesitated as The Slayer's head shifted a bit. "Look. I know we've had our fair share of… Disagreements, in the past. My foundation and your… Ways, haven't exactly seen eye to eye. But if this mess isn't taken care of we could be looking at a global catastrophe. Are you in?"

The Slayer kept glaring at him, his visor betraying no emotion whatsoever. Then, his gaze trailed down to Hayden's foundation ID, the words 'Samuel Hayden' and a picture of a grey haired man in his 40's. Why was he looking at that? Hayden could swear that The Slayer was staring with a sense of familiarity. It was highly unnerving.

Then, to everyone's relief, The Slayer nodded for the third time.

A/N: Hey everyone. You know, I wrote the first two chapters of this fic at 4 AM in about 30 minutes. It was a joke I kinda just decided to write. I didn't expect it to gain this much attention, especially when the writing was a bit shoddy and I didn't put that much effort into the thing. But then you all decided to love it, so I've gone over the first two chapters and fixed the numerous grammar and spelling mistakes that I saw. That being said, that's what I saw, and my eyesight is terrible. So feel free to point out any mistakes you see. I'll update this thing from time to time. Don't expect anything consistent, especially since I have other stories I'm currently writing on AND putting a lot more effort into. But yes, this will continue, so get ready to rip and tear people!

A/N 2: Electric Boogaloo: Does anyone know why I suddenly got a huge influx of views on this story? Date: 7/13/19