Ford Pines was many things, an explorer, a scientist, and a Great Uncle.
Stan Pines was many things, a con artist, a showman, and a Grunkle.
To say the things they have experienced are far from normals would be the understatement of the century. They faced an interdimensional demon of chaos who threatened their family and reality as they knew it, survived an apocalypse, and saw wonders and horrors beyond their imagination. But little did they know, in their trip on Stan O'War ll (their shared dream), that what they'll discover in Antarctica will forever change not just their lives, but the lives of the people around them as well. In their travels across the 7 seas, they met and faced many mysteries and dangers, yet even those wouldn't prepare them for what they will see at the South Pole.
"What were we looking for again, poindexter?" Stan inquired as he was wrapped around by a warm blanket outside of the ship's cabin, shaking from the cold while the ship moved in a sea full of ice.
Ford rolled his eyes "I told you, I detected an anomaly in the South Pole which had a similar reading to Weirdmaggedon."
"And it had to be in the mother of all icelands! *Sneezed* " Stan mumbled about how cold it was.
"Then you would be glad to know that you won't have to get out of the boat anytime soon."
"Why? Is this because of my impeccable sense of comedy during fishing?" Stan questioned humorously about his comedic book which he brings during the fishing time, like any sibling he took pleasure in making his twin irritated by his jokes.
"Stanley, this is no time for jokes, for all we know this anomaly could be a rift into our reality to who knows where and it has to be sealed before it's too late." Stan's twin brother stated in a serious tone.
"Yeah, yeah I don't want another Weirdmaggedon either. So what's the plan sixer?"
"By my calculation, the anomaly is set in 40 feet over there." he pointed to an iceberg. "I go search for it and use my specialized glue to close the rift." He gestured to his gun filled with alien glue he collected from Crash Site Omega. "You are on the lookout in case something goes wrong, I'll contact you if I require assistance."
"Why do I stay on the lookout? I'm not afraid of being a bit cold, y'know." Stanley then sneezed again.
"My sensors detected a group of people coming here, we don't know who these people are and I would rather not deal with a repeat of that bounty hunter accident." Stan's brother stated accusingly.
"Are you still mad about me flirting with her? I got to her sooner, it's fair game!" Ley said defensively.
"Stanley, that woman is like 20 years younger and she was going to steal the cursed Aztec treasures!" Ford remarked with his hands up.
"Aha! I knew you were counting!" Stanley smirked as Stanford sight.
Somewhere else in an unknown facility…
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SCP 3000 MOVED!?" a man shouted at one of his staff in what looked like a facility with many monitors showing different locations and trajectories.
"Sir, SCP 3000 had moved from its original location, it is projected that its destination is in Antarctica."
"Was there any weird reading that could attract that overgrown eel?"
"There were some hume and thaumaturgical signs detected by our sensors, but it was minimal until it reached a sudden spike during the last 9 hours."
"And I'm learning about that NOW!?" He bellowed.
"The expedition was sent specifically to Antarctica for that."
"Then call them and see what caused the ruckus!"
"We tried sir, but they haven't returned our calls."
"Then call them AGAIN! The last thing we need is that eel ruining our relations with the Third Empire for not being able to do our job!"
The staff quickly went and ordered others to make contact with the expedition.
Somewhere in the Antarctic region…
BANG! A man fell from the shot and lay in an eternal slumber, next to his comrades.
"Is this everyone?" an Asian-tanned skin man, with a brown military cloth design for winter, one silvery left eye and jet black hair, and a short beard asked an armed soldier with a gas mask.
"Yes sir, all the expedition team has been taken care of." the gas-masked soldier nodded.
"Good, that means fewer headaches, spread around and find that the target, I want it intact and kill anyone you see."
"Roger sir." The soldier followed his order and with a gesture ordered the other men to search.
Back to the ship…
Stan was currently waiting in Stan'O War ll sailed, bored from waiting for his twin to close the rift as he waited on a chair.
'What took him so long?' Stan wondered.
In the iceberg…
Ford, using a tracker which kept sending beeping sounds, looked around, to his confusion there was no rift to close.
'If this isn't a rift…maybe…'
He moved his tracker around until the beeping became louder, the source was something in the ice, and he was startled by what he saw.
From the ice, as he used his right hand to clear it off, he could make out it was something big the size of a bear in a scarlet black body, with horns coming from its head, frozen scarlet eyes, a body that looked like an armor yet he could swear there are mouths with sharp teeth on the giant's body, sharp sword on his right hand and multiple sharp spikes coming around its shoulder and arms with spikey horns coming from it's head.
'Of course, the anomaly isn't a rift, it's an entity!" Ford wondered in fascination 'It probably got out from a tear before it seals! But how did it end up like-?'
BANG! a shot hit on the ice near Ford, he quickly dodged and hid. A barrage of bullets was raining upon him.
"Unknown target, 12'O clock!" A soldier in a gas mask shouted to other troopers as they move closer.
'Armed soldiers!? Probably some secret government…wait their clothes aren't standard military use, probably a terrorist militia.' Ford analyzed as he grabbed his blaster from his coat and started shooting, one of his shots hit one of the troopers.
"Enemy is equipped with energy base weaponry, take a defensive position!" One of the troops yelled.
'It's now and never!' Ford throws a smoke bomb courtesy of Stan on the ground, using their confusion he flees and knocked one of the troops cold in his way using his elbow.
Back to the ship…
'What the!?' Stan got startled by the gunshots, and immediately he went and started the engine 'Typical Pines luck!'
Poindexter appeared, running fast until he boarded the boat.
"Stan, Go now!" he cried out.
"On it!" Stanley drove Stan'O War ll from the sail and drive out.
"What's it, Poindexter? Pirates??"
"Not sure- look out!" Stanford yelled, guns were shooting at them from a chasing boat filled with armed men, one of the shots was near Stan's head if he wasn't startled by Ford's alarm.
"You sure know how to make a boring expedition interesting!" Ford's brother said as he brought a revolver and start shooting while he was driving. Ford also was shooting back using his blaster to cover for Stan.
The Enemy's ship was getting closer and closer. A shot hit one of the ship's glasses and broke it.
"Oh NOW this is personal!" the conman aimed his revolver, and he managed to shoot one of the enemies in the arm.
Even then, the enemy's ship was getting closer due to its much stronger engine.
BANG! "OW!"
"STANLEY!"
"I'M ALRIGHT! It is just a scare!" The shot didn't hit him, but it did leave a wound on his shoulder.
"These posers are nothing compared to the things we handled."
However, a booming Howell is heard.
"The universe just LOVES to prove me wrong, ain't it?" the con artist complained sarcastically.
Then, a giant head appears from the water, the head looked like an eel with razor-sharp teeth, big dead cold eyes, and dark skin with some luminous blue lines around its body in a bright blue colore.
HOWEEELL
The beast was swimming toward them.
"Turn around, turn around!" Sixer called Stanley frantically.
"No need to say it!" Sixer's twin moved the ship to the left which narrowly missed the giant coming head, instead its victim was the chasing ship.
"Fall back! Fall back!" A trooper called out, it was late the creature opened its mouth, and the soldier shoot at it yet bullets did nothing on it as the ship got swallowed entirely and the crew screamed.
"Yeesh, and here I thought that one-eye squid we fought was bad!" Then the ship got hit by something.
Stan looks as if it is the rest of the serpent-like body of the SCP 3000 which Stan'O War ll crashed into before he adjusted the destination.
"How long is this thing!?" he commented in amazement.
"Don't know, as much as I'm giddy at the prospect of finding a new member of the Anguilliforme family, I suggest we get out as soon as possible before it gets hungry again!" Stan's twin replied in morbid curiosity.
"Amen to that!" Ford's twin agreed.
The iceberg….
A shaken earthquake
"REPORT!" The one-sided blind man uses his comms.
"Sir a giant eel-like-! AAAH!" the comm shut off.
"Now is the good time to do your magic preacher!" He barked to someone.
That, someone, was an old man with a beard wearing a scarlet and brown rope who started chanting gibberish with no mind in restoring to the rough man, eyes glowing in a bright red "nehw etercnoc skaerb dna snevaeh peew ni doolb, eht gnik llahs slwoh rof eht tsap llahs reven eid!"
With each word, cracks start being made on the ice in which the entity was imprisoned, until it finally breaks.
Cracking sounds
A few seconds of silence await, until the being moves a hand into the air, after which it starts using both of its hands to come up from the ice by force to the awestruck viewers with a step heavy on its foot so heavy that the ice under its feet cracks.
The armored being with its gazing red eyes looks at the viewers as the hooded man kneels while the commander stands still stoically and carefully reaching his right hand for his pistol in case things got ugly "I welcome you, Lord Goran, General of the Scarlet King, to earth."
"Who do you pledge your allegiance to?" its multiple mouths spoke in a deep and commanding voice as Lord Goran pointed its giant black sword at them.
"To the one true king, Shormaush Urdal, the King of the Darkness Below." The disciple answered.
"Good, see that you know your place servant, even so, why did you free me?"
"I will explain to you later my lord, for now, we must get out of this place before Anantashesha finds us." The other side of the wall of ice breaks as the giant head of Anantashesha appears, letting out a deafening roar.
The bushman started firing, the bullets did nothing to it. Suddenly Goran charged toward the serpentine with his sword ready, the beast tried to bite him but the armored lord dodged and made a bloody scare on it's face, resulting in it screaming in pain, next he throws a powerful punch on it at its face so powerful that the air around warped with sounds of painful cracks of the thing's muscles and bones, resulting in the creature to retreat to the seas as it continued to moan in pain.
Both men were in awe of the black scarlet knight's prowls, "Now, explain servant." He said with blood coming from his weapon.
Back to Stan'O War ll….
"You want to do what?" Stan questioned perplexity.
"I'm going to perform a ritual that will separate our consciousness from our body, making us specters to see what is happening without the danger of being spotted," Ford explained to his sibiling.
"Is this necessary? Is that much of a big deal?"
"Stanley, soldiers were coming for the frozen entity and so a giant leviathan! We need to know what is going on before it's too late." Ford responded as he used chalk to make symbols on the ship's floor and readied the ingredients for the ritual.
"Fiiine, but if we end up as ghosts forever I'm going to haunt you for eternity!" Stan warned.
They chanted and chanted until their eyes glow and finally their Astra forms departed their bodies. In amazement, Stan looked at his astral form as he floated, even trying to touch his own body only for his hands to move to pass each others. "Freaky…" He commented.
"I go and see what is going on, you check and see if you can find any more soldiers around to spy on, if something went wrong return back to the boat and enter your body." The scientist of the twins noted, his brother nodded and so they ventured.
Ford returned to where he saw the frozen entity, except when he returned, he find no sign of any troops or even the entity itself, except for a big crack from the other sides, drops of blood, and the place in which the blackish entity was stuck was reduced into ice shards, his mind raced to hypothesis on what was going on, the best guess he could bring was that the militants either intentionally and unintentionally freed the armored thing. At first glance, it seemed like there was a fight between it and them, but upon closer observation shows him that the blood is not human blood, it was too bright looking and he could smell the toxic odor, it was so foul that he would pass out if he was in his physical form by just directly breathing it, that and the huge hole suggest that something big was trying to stop the soldiers from whatever they were doing with the anomaly. That conclusion led him to the revelation that it was that giant serpent-looking eel, hence why the blood smelled so toxic because an eel's blood is poisonous. However, there should be more evidence around so he looked around.
'This sucks…' Stanley thought as he search around, finding nothing interesting.
"Typical, Poindexter gets the actions while me busy playing detective in the middle of nowhere." He complained about his lack of results. Until something caught his eye. 'Huh?' He comes closer, and what he finds out is a body on floating ice which had a different attire than those that chased him and his brother, unlike them, the corpse didn't wear any gasmasks and his clothes were white instead of being greyish, the body was dripping with blood from shots, cleary the poor bastard had managed to ran away and still died from the bleeding and the cold "Poor bastard…" the hustler wondered until something caught his eyes, it is bloodied badger on the shoulder with the logo of some weird mixture of a triangle and a circle with arrows coming from all three sides "S.C.P Foundation…?" He pondered. His pondering reached a halt when the ice under the corpse cracked and it fell to the water. "Hey wait!" He on instinct reacting tried to grab the body, but soon remembered that he was in an Astra form and can't physically touch it, so he went under the water to get more look at the falling body. He tried to get a better look at the corpse as it fell to the depth of the sea due to the heavy armor, yet that was when he stopped upon what he saw.
What he saw was the giant head of the humongous eel under the water being aluminized by the light and its naturally produced Bioluminescence as it swam in the depth, if it weren't for the fact that he wasn't in his physical form, he would have had a heart attack upon witnessing such a scary sight from the depth like something out of an aquatic horror movie, even now he was breathing heavenly despite not even needing it. 'Keep it down Stanley…it is just a big dumb fish, it can't see you…' he assured himself.
All of a sudden, the monster's dead eyes gazed at him, Stan could feel a lump in his nonexisting throat as he swallowed. 'It's not possible… it shouldn't be able to see me!' the previous Mr. Mystery thought frozen in terror, a non-existing lump was felt in his throat, he was no stranger to fear but what he felt was much more ancient and primal, the type he hadn't felt since the day he saw his twin being helplessly sucked into the portal, it was fear in it's most primitive type of fear, the fear of the unknown.
'ThE aGe Of MaN, hAs ReAcHeD iT'S eCliPsE.' a booming voice sounding like thunder and drums echoed in his mind as if someone had called a telephone in his head. Stanley Pines, the man who punched a Pterodactyl in the face and laughed at danger many times screamed and ran like he never ran before.
He didn't care about the dead body anymore, all he cared about was putting as much distance as he could from that thing, it was all a blur as he frantically flew away until he went back to the boat and entered his body.
" *Breath* " he breathed like a fish out of the water, still shaken by the experience. " *Breath* damn it…keep it together Stanley! You saw way uglier than that, you're a freaking Pines!…you ain't afraid of some eel!" he asserted himself to get a grab on himself.
Just then, he heard a sudden sound of breathing from a newly returned Ford Pines. "You're back? Good! Now can we get out before we become desert?" His twin brother nodded in agreement, after that he started the boat's engine to move away from this forsaken place.
"Did you find anything Stanley?" The Author of the Journals questioned.
"Other than getting a panic attack from that eldritch sushi? No, what about you?"
"Only what remained." He answered in the disappointment at his fruitless search.
"Me neither, all I could find was some dead body with a logo written 'SPC Fountain' or something."
The scientist stopped dead upon hearing that.
"S what?" He inquired carefully, to make sure of what he just heard.
"Some dead body?"
"NO! After that!"
"SPC Fountain or something?"
He thought out in loud, "SCP Foundation…" while having his hand on his chin in deep thought.
"You know something Sixer?" He asked worriedly.
"Possibly… Stanley, I'm afraid to say as you would say, we are in a deep waffle…" he mysteriously answered which only made his twin brother even more worried.
Notes:This is story was inspired by One Helluva Broken Day by TheSilentAssassin, I thought to myself if he can make a crossover with two distinctively different brands into a masterpiece, then why not making a SCP crossover with a brand which has already a lot in common with it? Hence my newest project.
Also, shout out to Memento_Mori_Unus_Annus and ALC302612 for the help, I couldn't start this without your help.By the way, that gibberish is actually a backward message which is "when concrete breaks and heavens weep in blood, the king shall howls for the past shall never die!".