9 hours ago…
It felt like an eternity, frozen in time, frozen inside the underground bunker, and frozen in sleep. Eventually, the ice melted, and the little boy fell to the ground, waking him up. He coughed, and some remains of ice dropped out of his mouth.
When he looked up he saw a beautiful jet-black hair woman in what he presumed to be some sort of traditional feudal clothing made of silk with both hands invisible as both came and locked together.
"I…ALIVE!" That was what he thought out loud victoriously, but then changed tactic to look frill because there was someone else with him.
"Where-what- what happen-n-ing?" The boy stuttered.
"Shhhhh, It's okay, you've been frozen for 2 years." She informed him as she came down nuzzling his head soothingly, the boy was no fool though he could tell by his unique ability and the movements of the mystery woman's body language that she was ingenuine; however, decided to act in ignorance.
The rescuer nuzzled his head in a fake fraternal way up till she then moved away steadily from him looking around the cavern in curiosity looking over.
The boy moved behind her as slowly his innocent facade was replaced by a sinister look for that was no boy. It was Experiment #210 a Shapeshifter of extra-terrestrial origin found hatched from its egg, who or how he came to be wasn't known only speculations on him being created or born out of one of the surviving aliens from Crash Site Omega. Being treated as a curious specimen in a cage with nothing but beans to feed made him resentful of the ones who found him, the wretched Stanford and the snivelling Fiddleford Mcgucket, it certainly did not help that Sixer went insane and left him rotting for 30 years. He almost got out, finally being free to find new forms to take and new sources of meals to find if it were not for those meddling pups freezing him up like popsicles if he knew what popsicles are.
With a grin with his teeth shifting into sharper daggers he jumped from the back of his rescuer trying to take a bite, then a furry red tail came in, throwing him away to the nearest wall where he jagged its formed claws like a cat.
Shriek!
Shifty shrieked as his head went 180 degrees at the female human with an alien voice not belonging to this planet and yet, the woman in front of him wasn't scared a bit, if anything she seemed amused. He shifted to Hide-Behind and jumped back at her again, next multiple tails showed up smacking him in midair and clouding his vision making him fall on the dirt. He gets up fast, yet the tails ramped around him holding him in place as the mysterious female comes closer while he struggles and snarls
"Who are you!?" Experiment #210 demands a snarl as it shapeshifts to its true grotesque outer world form that would make John Carpenter proud.
The fox woman simply giggled and to the Shapeshifter's surprise morphed into a copy of himself which made him stop struggling, but with the tails still there holding him.
"I'm like you. An 'anomaly', a predator, A being of fluid forms, a polymorph without the limitations of a single form my dear shapeshifting friend."
She changed to a familiar form, the redhead girl who stabbed him with an ax at his stomach; however, a bit older with a mischievous smirk.
"Familiar?" SCP-953 seemed amused by his insectoid eyes' recognition of the form she took. She then reverted to its humanoid form with the addition of fox ears, predatory canine eyes and sharp teeth.
"And, I have a proposition for you." She proposed.
Present…
The Mystery Shack was ransacked, trees fell, half of the Shack had half of its building falling and there were signs of explosion and shootings around like a warzone except with no bodies, needless to elaborate that the male Corduroys didn't feel relieved as the youngest of them asked their dryad-looking companion.
"This isn't disconcerting at all." Marcus sarcastically noted, though there was no humour in it.
"You said you saw Wendy in your visions here…." Gus uttered in worry.
"I can't tell where that vision was, but I can feel the source of the corruption and survey the source," Meri replied.
"Heh, like a dog." Kevin snickered, next Marcus hit him on the back of his head.
"Lead the way," Dan told her.
And so the lumberjacks followed SCP-166 as she walked following the trace of foul powers which would end them being in Crash Site Omega.
It settled, they were not going to listen to the adults, not after what they learned from Mabel.
Dipper communicated with SCP-7044 in Morse codes ready to distract the guards.
SCP-4818 was feeling nervous considering what they were doing tapping her foot on the floor.
SCP-4051 was still baffled by what he had learnt and could wrap his head around.
Mabel was ready to sneak in, Dipper's magnet, her new grappling hook gun and Wendy's ax got taken by the guards.
Wendy readied herself inside the bathroom as she with a glare looking at the same mirror where she saw that twisted version of herself, sick and tired of being scared and in the dark "You want me to falter, don't you? I won't." She spat venomously, nothing about her reflection changed despite being called out only to show her own angry face "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" She smashed her fist at the mirror resulting in it cracking. She was done being distressed and bamboozled.
The show began with a bang.
SONIC BLAST
A powerful sonic attack created a big hole in an empty room in the motel.
"Alpha 1! The anomaly is back!" one of the guards shouted in the coms so they moved to where it happened.
Everyone in the used-to-be-guarded room staggered at the sudden event except for the twins, the SCPs and Wendy who orchestrated all this.
"Wait dudes, where are you- "
"Take care of Waddles for me," Mabel answered half-regret when the photonic manipulator locked the room preventing Soos and others to stop them, with only muffled sounds heard, presumably knocking sounds.
Mabel, Dipper and Wendy sneaked outside to where their weapons are held as they gathered from Lightfoot and Rainer, the two who went on the other side while the trio went inside a room next to them locked, but now unlocked thanks to the key given to them. There they find their tools inside a bag.
Wendy got her ax, Dipper upon getting his magnet gun turn it on with a hissing blue glow from it by moving the charger part at the head and made sure his father's book is with himself as it could be needed and Mabel grasped the Grappling Hook she got from the unconscious Insurgent.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" One of the guards caught them taking their weapons back. In reaction the trio looked back from behind and Mabel fired her grappling hook, the hook hit the guard on her head causing her to fall from the back unconscious.
"WHAT THE HELL MABEL!?" Dipper exclaimed.
"SHE STARTLED ME!" Mabel defended.
"The jig's up!" Wendy told them and the twins with her started sprinting.
So they ran just when the door to the room where the others were finally got opened by force by a powerful kick from Mr. Ramirez Grenda and Candy were the first to come out of the room only catching a glimpse of the trio running, and from their other side they the guards came in to see what was going on from hearing the moaning of the guard hit from the hook getting up from the comm, yet then another sonic blast came in between them and Soos' group resulting in debris and momentarily stopped them from pursuing.
Gideon comprehended that the trio were planning something and that they needed time to do so so he grabbed ketchup from a small fridge, moved past the group with Melody trying to stop him yet couldn't, after this he dropped himself on the derby, covered himself in dirt and then spilled red sauce around his chest.
"OH GAWD I'M BLEEDING!" The Gleeful boy began his overdramatic facade and convoluted like a dying cockroach.
"ONE OF THE POIs ARE INJURED!" one of the guards stated and so they came to him for injuries.
"I'm with him, go find them!" One of them kneeled before Giddy and then ordered others to continue pursuing them which they did.
Soos was confused by this chain of events until he caught the Gleeful giving him a wink which he understood what was happening.
The trio by then came down the stairs and raced into the woods.
"STOP!" One of the go-after guards ordered them to stop their gallop, next the two SCPs showed up.
"I GOT THIS!" 4818 moved passed shouted and with 4051 following her.
"WAIT, YOU'RE-"
Before the guard could finish Lightfoot manifested two pairs of photonic wings with her as the pilot and grabbed Miller and the flow away.
"SORRY, WE CAN'T HEAR YOU." 4818 shouted as they pretended to chase the runners into the woods when in reality they were going to join them when they disappeared inside the woods from the sight Leora created a car for her and others to drive in, fortunately, she didn't need a license as she simply controlled the photonic car by her mind.
"...I hate children." The guard sighted.
As they put distance away from the Motel "So…what's the plan?" 4818 asked.
"Uh…I have no idea?" Dipper answered.
"What!?" Both Mabel and Leora
"How do you not know?" The Sister Pines
"You can't expect me to have plans for every event like a paranoiac comic character!" The Brother Pines retorted while 7044 flowed near him and sit on his shoulder.
Chirp
"Oh, like you have a better idea…" the Pines boy rolled his eye as if he understood what the avian said.
Mabel gazed at Miller "Portal boy?"
"Don't look at me, planning was never my strong suit, and 'Portal Boy'?" He raised an eyebrow on his nickname.
"Screw plans, we don't need them. We go in, and take his head off." Wendy remarked in hate enough that everyone took notice of the promise of decapitation.
"Uhm…I like your tomboy confidence, but isn't that a bit extreme?" Leora replied awkwardly.
"Oh please, me and the twins dealt with far worse odds than this."
"One thing for certain, me and Rainer are going to get scolded harder than the school's principal office." Lightfoot sight.
"Ugh, I didn't realize that…" SCP-4051 groaned, he did not want to imagine the mouthful he gonna get from SCP-105 or even worse if he is assigned Clef or Bright for some time to supervise him because those two are such magnets for absurdities that he only got a taste of it when he pretended to be their adopted kid when they wore disguises like the sandwich incident.
3 days ago…
"HOW DID A STUPID SANDWICH DEVELOPED A TASTE FOR FLESH!?" he cried out.
Somehow, the sandwich Jack made developed a nervous system and a series of green tendrils to catch its prey. In this case, it was Miller who was struggling with it near a half-open fridge where he found it.
"Clearly, You never used mutagens as sauce." Said the wearer of SCP-963 casually as he was killing other flesh-hungry mutated foods with a golf stick. "Where is Alto when you need some anomalies to be neutralized?" He wondered as swung a spider-limbed carrot which hit the wall and died with green blood on the wall.
Iceberg wasn't any better, he was laying back on the floor with eyes dilating, his mouth half-opened drooling a bit and an empty Smile Dip on the palm of his left hand "I cAn fEeL ThE SuNsHiNe...I CaN FeEl iT InSiDe Meee...I cAn FeEL IT bUrNinG Meeee...I AM ThE SuNShIne...!" He kept babbling uncharacteristically of his well-kept, orderly and cold personality, in his mind he was a literal iceberg being melted.
"And here I thought SCP-420-J sends your brain to a higher existence…" the doctor with SCP-963 muttered, feeling envious of Iceberg being in a 'higher existence'.
Alto in a Hawaiian shirt was playing the Ukulele playing an original song called 'Witch-Hunting Science Man' outside of the motel near a boon fire lying down on a chair, ignorant of the commotion. That was until he took a look at the motel hearing the commotion and Iceberg for some reason was talking gibberish about 'sunshine' with an eyebrow up.
"Nah, they are handling it." He shrugged it off and continued playing his instrument.
Present…
There was an unexpected guest in the photonic car which showed up right
screech
"SONOVA- !" The female anahuman surprised as her not-real car with screams from its tires temporarily went right and left from seeing Chompy just under the driver's chair.
"How did- !? How did this thing get freed and get here!?"
"Don't ask us, troodons are the smartest among dinosaurs," Mason said with him and his twin shrugging. From their reaction, it was clear that this was not the first time this dino acted surprisingly intelligent.
The team on there was on their way to Crash Site Omega, going commando from the trees.
Thompson wanted to squash these feelings that the Tickle Monster give her, this sense of…contentedness. It was happiness on a genuine level, she had not felt such since when she was a teenager, it was happiness on a real level reminding and reminiscing her by resurfacing memories of times when she was happy like re-experiencing them all over again. Every laughter she had with her teammates, every friendship and connection she forged even with those that were tainted by betrayal like when he used to see Able as an older sibling during her time in Pandora's Box, having people like Rainer and Leora looking up to her, Clef being like an eccentric uncle figure to her even though she would never admit that and he tends to infuriate her just for being…well himself, her past relationships like when she was kid on his 10th birthday with her parents… the blonde parahuman decided to deal with her newfound emotions after the mission was over so she suppressed it for a moment; however, she secretly for a moment had tearful eyes.
From the moment SCP-1465 and SCP-105 met, they were basically at each other's throats. Every chance they got they would go on each others' nerves, partly because of how radically their experiences were with the Foundation and how their views were opposing each other. Laskaris found the Pines admirable whereas Thompson thought they were over their heads, the former was not a social butterfly but still open-minded whereas the latter was willfully socially isolated and 1465 was a cautiously optimistic in contrast to 105 who was a cynic. They were like Tesla and Edison if they were forced to work together or more aptly, they were like fire and ice.
Clef was thinking of her daughter, he theorized that reality benders are being used in the ritual so while his expression didn't show, he was worried about the possibility that Meridiana is either captured or worse is working for them the latter which he hoped was not the case, because he may be forced to kill his own daughter if there is no option and killing her mother even years after took a toll on his soul.
Both Diana and Jacob felt betrayed and had their trust violated by the Stans, to Jacob it stung particularly, he didn't see Stanley a lot but still he was his Uncle which he used to look up to and Ley was even there when Dipper and Mabel were born, as a matter of fact the reason why his middle name was Walter not Filbrick was because his father Shermie Pines named him so for he never forgave his father for unfairly treating the Stans and throwing Stanley away like junk to be thrown away for all his 'impaired masculinity' talks, now turns out everything he thought he knew of him was a lie so he took this personally. Even still, there was a part of the Pines parents that blame themselves for not knowing their children as well as they thought, they knew that they made a lot of friends in Gravity Falls and that there were noticeable changes in them after the first summer like day and night, yet they did not truly gasp until now that their kids are not the same kids as they were. They also wondered if it is the right thing for their kids to never return to Gravity Falls, compared to their lives in Piedmont they were happy while in Piedmont they lived in isolation unsatisfied with their 'normal lives', even Mabel the socially butterfly kid was distant.
Alexei wondered if his duty would ever end, he was a veteran breed and made for war, a supersoldier designed to fight, their duty would only end in death. That was how it was in his war-torn wasteland Earth of his, here? This world is not perfect;however, compared to the hellhole he crawled from it was paradise, while he lost friends in his world he gained many here and had a chance to live in peace, something he did not know how.
Cain's thought of his brother, ever since what had happened between them millennia ago, his brother became a bloodthirsty murderer who only found pleasure in killing. Chances are he soon will meet him again, before all this he tried to mend their relationship with him back in the Foundation; nonetheless, every time he paid him a visit he went savage and tried to kill him which was fruitless as he was cursed, it doesn't matter how many times he visited him and how many times Able got himself killed by every attack he did nothing changed. That did not mean he gave up on him.
Stan and Ford were thinking of what is to happen and how to mend their relationship with their nephew and niece-in-law or if there is any way to salvage it. reading SCP-73 and SCP-76-2's files before they internally cringed being reminded of how the relationship got soured from jealousy to condemnation between them and how it was going now, but this time between them and the Pines parents.
As the group walked, they finally reached Crash Site Omega, where Thompson through her sniper rifle saw activities coming near a secret entrance carved from the surface to the crashed UFO deep in the woods guarded by two SCP-1360 and one SCP-939. On Mark Jacob hacked into the sensors in the entrance, Laksaris threw a light ball that disoriented them, Thompson shot one of the robots dead, the other got blasted in the head by Ford's blaster rifle and the red creature died by SCP-2273's deadly shot.
Iceberg stayed inside the van in case the team needed to get out while others moved.
Clef is with a group of soldiers ready in case hell breaks loose.
SCP-5151 stayed outside of the entrance to guard whereas others came inside thanks to Walter hacking the entrance to be open using his staff.
"That wizarding staff of yours is surely handy," Stanley commented.
"It's not a 'wizarding staff', it is a Sigil Machine." Mr. Pines corrected.
"Fascinating, does that mean it uses runes and thaumaturgical sigils like how computers use codes?" Stanford was curious about how it worked.
"It's actually more complicated than that, but basically yes." Jack chimed in.
"Hey, nerds, not the place to talk about paratech." Diana shushed them.
Oddly enough at the entrance, they did not meet any obstacles or guards which meant something was going on.
Unknown to MTF-Alpha-9, the Mystery gang were also entering the crashed starship; however, instead through the secret entry Great Uncle Ford told Dipper about it from the top of a hill. Both anahumans looked around the interior of the alien ship in amazement all equipped with flashlights made of photons thanks to 4818 who also used constructed steps to come from one side to another where there was no ladders or stairs or bridges.
"Hey Wen, how's it going?" Mabel asked, worried about how she dealt with all the new found revelations.
"I just learned that my mom became involved in some cultist-eldritch magical-Lovecraftian trash and that I have a half-sibling who is a blob creature." She muttered in exasperating disbelief, As if the fact that she and her brothers had a lost half-sibling who is a living jelly wasn't bizarre and unbelievable enough, though it would explain why back in the party it seemed to have a particular interest in her. She had no idea how she should feel.
"Yeah…it certainly beats having a secret Grunkle who was lost in the multiverse for 3 decades." Mabel scratched the back of her head.
"I still can't believe I had therapy cuddles from space satan's kid. I mean, she looks too cute…" Lightfoot noted in bafflement.
"'Therapy cuddles'?" Mabel nearly laughed at that.
"Hey, for your information, others also had therapy sessions with it as well and you two got tickled by it at the party." SCP-4818 defended, the twins looked embarrassed by remembering that.
"Soos was right, triple 9 is a therapy dog." Dipper mused.
Chirp
"Jealous?" He teased the therapy bird on his shoulder.
Everyone stopped the moment Wendy who was the farthest gave them the gesture to do so. On their way, they saw statues that definitely were not here before 7 figures in some cases humanoid until the Children of the Scarlet King.
One looked like a demonic tarasque. One was a hooded figure with her face obscured inside the hood with 4 sharp spider legs. The other looked like a corpse with flies around her like the very embodiment of pestilence. One looked frill with lightning and symbols with 4 hideous arms with sharp nails one of which held a book.
"I guess they are the 7 brides." Mason deducted.
"They are ugly as sin." his sister looked disgusted.
Indeed, the statues of the 7 brides all looked so hideous that they make the creatures of Weirdmageddon appealing in look and all were in chains, except for the last one which had no chains around her and most of the statue's body was destroyed.
"A'habbat." Brother Pines shined his flashlight on it.
The Corduroy girl for a moment stared at the ruined statue before she said "Let's go." to others.
They heard someone coming in. They walk, knowing that they were gonna get caught they followed Mason and went inside what looked like some alien equivalent of a ventilation pipe. The coming cultist didn't see them so they simply continued their way through the pipe to not be seen.
On the other side, Last Hope after killing a few guards quietly with 2273 cut a guard's throat with a blade from his right arm with the other muffing his cries. They decided to sneak using the alien pieces of machinery as cover, Bright and Mr. Pines looked around with scientific fascination wanting to learn more about the crashed alien saucer; nonetheless, it was simply not the time.
As they continued their journey, they heard something akin to a crowd and saw lights from light bulbs that were put there signalling that they were close and as Stanford predicted, the signs pointed at the engine room.
There as they sneaked up from a metallic hill, they met a crowd of Cultists and Insurgents who seemed to gather around for a grand speech near a ginormous ancient engine of alien design unknown to them that the Mystery Gang was witnessing as well through the pipes.
There was a red pentagram meters away from the rusted engine with foul arcane symbols pulsing with energy with 7 circles, the last one being at the center while the other six circled it near the engine and the crowd. Only the center was empty as the other circles had captured SCPs.
SCP-53 a Korean teenager lay unconscious on a wheeled stretcher. Around her were ropes of neon-color made from Unicorn's hair to contain its anomalous quirk that is turning anyone who makes eye contact with, physically touches, or remains around SCP-053 for longer than 10 minutes into raging berserkers who then would try to attack her only to die of a heart attack.
SCP-261 is a Pan-dimensional vending machine capable of bringing items across dimensions.
SCP-507 the Reluctant Dimension Hopper unconsciously tied by neon ropes to a stick.
SCP-239 the Witch Child, a powerful reality-bending blonde little girl who was unconscious on an operating table also with neon ropes.
SCP-4606 a god of terror called Dean chained by neon ropes seems to be frozen in midair as if time itself stopped for him in a moment of him lashing out in a defiant snarl of vampiric cuspid teeths and two bat wings from his back.
The most alarming of all was SCP-2317, a wooden door to a place where a being called the Devourer of Worlds is in chains waiting for the final chain to be broken to be free.
"Oh, that's the interdimensional vending machine." Bright notes.
Laskaris was the first who gave the bad omen "They have SCP-2317, the doorway to the Devourer."
"That doorway leads to Scarlet King!?" Ford questioned.
Walter clarified "No, the Devourer is one of Scarlet King's offsprings, Malikir Tsoh. Said to have an endless appetite that he sate it by devouring worlds."
"Not on the same level as the big red himself, but a world-ender in his own right." the Specter added.
"I don't see any signs of Goran anywhere and he is too big to go unnoticed," Diana reported.
Dehak showed up to give his grand speech. In the pipes, the redhead Corduroy upon seeing him was grinding her teeth.
"It's time for a Scarlet Dawn! The Machine god lies broken! The Ever Hungry Flesh is imprisoned! The Cicadetta god and the Child of Time have been devoured by the Escapee as the Shackles of Time are broken! The Dream Demon has been sent screaming to the arms of Brother Death! Xolotl no longer has its sights on this world! Our enemies are scattered, and the Foundation is in disarray too busy re-collecting their glorified zoo animals! Khahrahk shall prevail!"
The cultists roared in applause while the terrorists seemed not to, which revealed why they turned their guns at the cultists who stopped their applause. Commander Colligen with a firearm pointed at the back of Dehak's head.
"That didn't take long." Jack mirthed
"Hhm, there is no honor among the unscrupulous." The Black Knight from the comms vocalized in a not surprised and detested tone.
"You would risk Lord Goran's wrath?" The leader of the cult inquired with a blank face betraying no emotions.
"Right, except your 'Lord' while scouting is now busy handling a couple of reality anchors around it imprisoning him with some thaumaturges of ours, you're not the only one who knows how to use magic," Colligen answered in confidence and disdain which showed that he was looking forward to this.
The high priest simply chuckled "You Chaos Insurgents are so predictably traitorous."
Afterwards, something grotesque happened. Some of the Insurgents feel a deep pain paralyzed by it with some cases falling convulsing erratically and screaming in agony as plants start to grow from their orifices, bones converted into woods and flesh changed to plant till they were nothing but dead husks of plant life hauntingly stood where they came like a statue baring made of plants instead of stone with leaves and in some cases flowers coming up.
The Mystery Gang revolted and aghast by the saw with Leora feeling bile building up in her throat and try not to vomit by holding his mouth by her hands.
Alpha-9 didn't react any better; however, they were more composed seeing this grotesque event and already seeing worse things and graphic displays before.
"What did you do?" The Commander demanded in aggravation, holding the smug warlock by the collar with his gun now at his throat.
"It's SCP-697, an ancient bio-weapon designed to infect and turn the infected into plants, though what the Foundation doesn't know is that someone well-versed in Daevite magic with the right incantations can use the infected as drones as well." Old One Eye was gonna blow his brain matter till he felt sharp nails on his throat by none other than SCP-953.
"You too?" He demanded.
"Sorry Colligy, couldn't resist the offer of endless entertainment." The polymorph apologized, but her face and smile said otherwise.
With a gesture of Warlock's hands with red symbols showing up around it, the infected twitched their muscles unnaturally with the wincing sound of bones and plant matter grinding.
Screech!
They screeched and the cultists armed themselves against the remaining soldiers. The tables have turned.
"You infected my men?" Colligen was outraged.
"Oh I wished I could take the credit, but it was the work of my new friend." The Not-Kitsune purred, showing him an empty syringe with her other hand which he guessed was what used to do so before the canine woman let the tool fall from her hand to the ground.
Cultits, the Infected, Insurgents, SCP-1360 instances and Servitors were targeting each other. The cyborg abominations were made by the Factory which follow Goran so it took no genius to know who's side they are, the Anderson Robotics robots on the other hand while being mass produced by the Factory were programmed by Chaos Insurgency so they were on the terrorists' side.
Last Hope seeing this opportunity, Thompson readied her sniper and pointed at Dehak. "I got visual."
"So do I." A cast with multiple rockets pointed at the crowd ready to send them to the kingdom came from the Russian super soldier's left arm.
Hell was ready to break loose till the alien pipe with the sound of rusted metal finally giving in got detached from one end to another and fell with the shouts of a group of people and a chick falling in right between the crowd and the hostage situation in the wrong place at the wrong time.
It was the Mystery Gang who unluckily fell at the worst time possible.
Everyone stopped anything they were gonna do and stared at the uninvited teenagers, the states were so heavy that they did not need telepathy or Eir's empathic abilities to feel it.
"...oookay, this is awkward," Mabel remarked gawkily.
"Abort abort! There are children there!" Diana barked from the comms.
That brief distraction was enough for Colligen to throw the leader of the cultists back at his now traitorous changeling and jump from the stage.
Guns began to shoot, the plant drones screeched and attacked, and the cultists and the terrorists clashed together as the Mystery Gang tried to take cover being stuck in the middle of this conflict while Alpha 9 jumped in and joined the fight, everyone fighting against each other. Hell has finally broken loose.
"RAINER! Why the hell you disobeyed my order!?" Thompson shouted during the fight as she shot a bunch of plant zombies that rushed toward her dead while Rainer summoned a portal from which immense rocks fell on the enemies.
"You're the one who said I'm entitled to no one." He recalled her advice while he summoned a portal from which magma fell on the plant zombies which shrieked as they died of burning.
"That's not…gah!" She hated that her advice came to bite her while she gave a kick to the stomach to a coming cultist with a dagger.
"He got the sass from you!" Laskaris snarked at Thompson whilst she used light balls to blind two cultists and then shot them dead.
"Mabel."
"Mason."
Agent Seras and Dr. Pines respectively sighted as they looked back at each other, they should have expected their kids not to heed them. Thereafter they look back at the Stans as all four came to join the fight.
"Oh come on, you can't blame us for that!" Ley complained.
"We can and we will Uncle." Their nephew mused.
"Can't get anything from the Black Knight, something happened." Alexei, informed them, he tried to call to him, but he only got the sound of buzzing jams while he shot his arsenal of weapons at the enemies from his barrelled gun attached to his right hand to an M240 machine gun that his other hand carried with no difficulty thanks to the strength his biomechanical suit granted him
"Probably has as much fun as us," Stanley said as he took cover near the container shooting his revolver with his twin who shot superheated plasma from his advanced rifle.
Dehak took the anarchy going on while everyone was distracted to restart the ritual by moving toward it. Jack, seeing this, tried crawling fast to stop him.
Jacob with his Sigil Machine shielded himself from the constant shootings he was receiving so as his wife after which Seras shot some of the opponents with two firearms and with a nod from her husband she sprinted away as she put both of his semi-automated sidearms back to her pocket and brought her portable machine gun shooting at 1360 instances.
Stanford fired his blaster rifle at the abominators while Stanley shot a cultist dead in the head while hiding behind a broken alien metal from the shots he was getting from an insurgent. Chompy upon seeing its master shrieked, ran and jumped at the insurgent with claws and teeth ready, as the soldier struggled to keep the rabid reptile away Stan sprinted, grabbed a piece of metal and hit the enemy on the head. Chompy left the now unconscious opponent and looked dumbly at its owner.
"What do you expect? A nuzzle?" Ley sarcastically asked.
Leora made a photonic construct of a bear-sized mech suit to protect herself while she shot plasma from a blaster she had for the right hand of her construct while the other free hand kept infected and crushed its skull to plant matter.
Shriek
The polymorph turned herself into a big multi-tail fox with pupilless emerald eyes and lashed out at a caught-off-guard Lightfoot, she tried to shoot her; however, she was too close with the gun pushed with one claw away while the fox polymorph's jaws opened to take a bit at her which she did not able to due to 4814 with her other contracted arm held her jaws away like a man fighting a dog that was biting his kevlar sleeve.
Eir who was near Wendy, Dipper and Mabel blasted with her sonic waves while the trio took cover under the stage with Dipper taking small glances with his Magnet gun shooting with not a very good accuracy.
"Really dude?" The redhead teen said to Dipper blankly.
"You try shooting, it's chaos out there!" He couldn't risk getting on sight for very long.
"MASON! MABEL!"
"Oh boy…" Mabel looked as the now angry mom was coming toward them and shooting dead every enemy that dared to an obstacle on her way with her machine.
"You both are in A WORLD of TROUBLE!" Diana yelled and then headbutted with her gun at a trooper who fell and then shot him dead.
"Mom, it's not exactly the best time to ground us- " Mabel tried to delay the inevitable, yet got cut short.
"And YOU!"- Seras looked at Wendy who was confused by the look she was receiving -"stay away from my son." The Corduroy girl did not understand what she meant, till she did with eyes blinking in surprise.
"MOM!" Dipper cried out half blushed making his sister giggle a bit even with all this.
BOOM
A hole in a ceiling from the other side got made from a big explosion, which just happened to be just up the stage so the trio and the mother dispersed to not get crushed so as everyone else.
The debris of fallen land, dirt and trees made a bridge from the surface. A certain infamous doctor from the SCP Foundation came down with a shotgun and a kinetic blaster in each of his hands
"How' you doing?" He asked rhetorically and with a kinetic wave of fire from his blaster tossed a couple of plant zombies dead away, after this, he put it back in his pocket and held his shotgun with both of his hands as SCP soldiers came pouring to join the fight.
"WHO ARE WE?" Alto rallied a cry from the SCP troopers behind him.
"WE ARE THE SCP FOUNDATION!"
"AND WHY ARE WE SO EAGER TO FIGHT DARKNESS?"
"SO THAT OTHERS LIVE IN THE LIGHT!"
Clef readied his advanced shotgun with a demented grin by reloading it with an audible sound "AND BECAUSE IT'S FUN! HAHAHAHA!" He then ran toward the enemy guns blazing with the army.
"AAAAAMEEEEEEEEN!" He shouted out in manic glee as he shot down the enemies, said that just to make SCP-343 frown.
Clank
Clank!
Roar
"BRING IT ON!" SCP-682 shouted as it dived with force from its transported chamber to where the gate was opened, expecting another pitiful attempt at 'neutralizing' him. To his surprise instead, he was in some kid's room with colorful kindergarten style on the wall, paintings made of crayons and in the center was an 8 years old girl who was SCP-53 on the table with other dolls and toys pretending to be a tea party.
"Hi Lizzie, I'm glad you came in to join our tea party!" She greeted him with a shake of his hand.
682 just stared, not sure why they put him with 53 again. Probably because they were curious as to why he seemed to tolerate her existence during the cross-testing.
"Come, Lizzie, don't leave my friends waiting." She urged him to come.
The anomalous reptile seeing that he had nothing better to do gave a disgruntled snort from its nostrils. He may as well join her 'tea party' with no one to kill or eat.
SCP-682 thought to his memories with SCP-53 as he sprinted with all four of its limbs, no creature of the jungle dared to be near him even the Manotuars, those 'Manly' half-breeds who foolishly thought they were a match to him, learnt to fear him when he showed them why he is a Keter Class SCP.
"OH SNAP! IT'S LIZAROID THE DESTROYER!"
"RUN FOR IT!"
Evidenced by two Gnomes who then ran at the sight of him on 4 limbs.
He caught the foul scent of the ritual, it was over the other side of the lake and he was sure it was where 53 were held captive so he got out of the woods toward the lake.
Tate Mcgucket who was near the lake with a cup spit his drink yet again upon seeing a giant fast-moving lizard coming from the jungle that just passed him.
"WHAT'S THAT!?
"HOLY MOSES!"
These disgusting hairless mammals near the beach squeaked with their annoying voices, he would have shut them down if it weren't for the urgency which is taking the scent of SCP-53 and feeling dark and familiar powers enveloping her.
Roar
With a roar, the Hard to Destroy Reptile jumped over the lake and swam to its destination.
Tate stared at the reptilian creature who was now swimming with only its plates showing outside of the water like a shark.
"This week…couldn't get any more weirder." He saw, apparently, that robot, alien and the wannabe supervillain pest of a bot were only the beginning.
Jack tried to stop Dehak; however, by then the Doctor got locked in a bullfight with a biting plant zombie and while holding it with his prosthetic hand he saw a few of the infected biting a screaming Insurgent who then immediately turned all plants and became one of them.
"DON'T LET THEM BITE YA!" he warned everyone.
Walter, seeing Dehak who was enacting the ritual shot a beam of blue ray that freezes everything in its way including a few cultists and one insurgent and yet the ritual with a red barrier deflected his attack back and to the engine, freezing a part of it. He then got busied by handling the Polymorph who threw Leora's photonic mech suit toward him and he had to duck.
Mabel and Dipper were hiding inside a container box to not get shot by the enemies or the friendly fire.
Alexei's growth launcher shot grenades with another fleshy growth absorbing ammo from an ammo container, Laskaris was feeling ill from seeing that again with a gag.
Clef, unlike others, was in paradise, shooting the enemies with his shotgun in a party of violence and laughing like a lunatic. The Stans had read his profile, there wasn't much about him with his origin shrouded in mystery other than wild conspiracy theories about him being the Devil or a Sumerian god with only the fact that he is an ex-GOC and the head of the Decommissioning Department being for certain and if what they read about him being a madman wasn't enough to convince them, seeing how gleeful he was mercilessly killing the infected, Insurgents and Cultist definitely did.
Seras charged with SCP soldiers in fury.
Wendy on her way killed an SCP-697 instance by hitting it with her ax on its head, she saw enough zombie movies to know that always the head must be the target sprinting toward Dehak and dodging a couple of fights till she reached.
"You." Eyes glaring at each other.
Dehak sneered "I didn't remember you now but now I remember, you're the Impossible girl, so up, so unreachable and unattainable that no one is worthy of filling in that void in your heart no matter how many friends, boyfriends and girlfriends you make or how many siblings you have, behind the tough act and the cool mask. You are just a little girl crying for her mommy." He mocked with an irritable smug face to get a raise at the Corduroy which he managed to, every word he just said seeth her on her teeths not because he said it, but because she deep down knew it was true.
"You know nothing of me." She spatted venom.
"Oh but I do now, the wall around your mind is of hard ice and yet, ice can melt. Even without my staff, I have a few tricks. The only way you can beat me is to embrace your true nature." While he was taunting, he silently commanded a couple of SCP-697 instances to aid him.
" What true nature!?" She demanded impatiently.
"Don't you remember last night? very well then, But please, put up more of a fight than your mother did." That sent Wendy into a rage, with a furious roar she sprinted with her ax only to be blocked by an infected who she managed to kill by targeting its head and yet more came in blocking her.
Miller seeing the redhead Corduroy's prediction summoned a portal from which fire came down on a few of them and like plants they were vulnerable to fire so they burnt as they screeched; however, he was interrupted when he saw a rocket from a rocket launcher coming toward him who frantically jumped with enough distance that the explosion didn't kill him but simply tossed him away, though there was a ringing in his ears as he tried to get up seeing the carnage around him: anomalies, Foundation, Chaos Insurgents and the Children of the Scarlet King.
An SCP soldier sneaked behind Stanford with his right hand shapeshifting to a crab chelae ready to disembodied him. Ford felt something was wrong with the well-developed survival instincts he gained in his 30 years of travel between dimensions dashed away from the impact. Subsequently, he fired two shots; nevertheless, the creature was agile and managed to dodge them before he hurled his blaster rifle away with a smack from its crab hand and then Shapeshift to its true form.
"Shifty!" Stanford exclaimed, he did not anticipate Experiment #210 to show up, the last time he saw the alien he was frozen in a tube in the form of his great-nephew in the underground bunker and now was in front of him unfrozen in its deformed alien glory.
"Hello, Stanford!" The Shapeshifter greeted with its alien equivalent of a smile with its lip widened to show its disturbingly human-looking teeth completely and his mandible moving open.
"Whatever they are promising- " the scientist Pines tried to reason with him only to be caught short when Shifty tried to claw him.
"30 years! You left me to rot for 30 years in a cage!" He kept attacking him with a snarl.
SCP-54 the Water Nymph was peacefully looking from the surface of the lake to the sky, happy that she didn't have to live in a pond.
Then something interrupted her peaceful time which caused the water nymph to run away swimming as two mighty reptiles came to the surface of the lake engaging in a fierce battle one looking like a plesiosaur with two long saber tooths and frills and the other was some oversized alligator or crocodile with plates on its back.
Gobblewonker and SCP-682 were ducking at each other with the plesiosaurus biting on its enemy's snoot and the lizard jawing on its body trying to move it around in water like a crocodile doing spin of death.
"Do you hate me, Lizzie?" SCP-53 wondered.
"What?" SCP-682 was confused and not expecting that question.
"Am I disgusting to you?"
"I don't…hate you."
53 giggled, this was years ago back when she was 12, almost 13. She was drowning something on her paper while he sat on all four.
"You seem uncomfortable calling me by my name Laine." She did have a point.
"Laine is a human name, you look like them, but you are not one of them." He informed her harshly.
"Why is looking human and having a human name is a bad thing?" She asked, confused.
"The humans are the reason why you are in this prison, humans are greedy, selfish and cowardly creatures. They are fearful of anything different, they even get squeamish by their own shadow. They preach about acceptance and tolerance when in reality they only accept those who bend to them. Why do you think they gave you a number? So as mine? Because to them we are freaks that shouldn't even exist and it's so easy to as these arrogant vermins of a race say "dehumanize" even those who bear resemblance to them by calling them by numbers." He answered with loathing. all forms of life are disgusting for the Hard to Destroy Reptile, yet he finds humans in particular despicable. There was a silence between them for a few moments as she looked sad and continued to draw. He had a feeling of…guilt? No, not the right word, Regret perhaps? It was foreign to him so he decided to be the one breaking the ice.
"SCP-682 is not my true name." The SCP girl upon hearing that looked at him away from her drawing in attention.
"My true name is Atanti-ql-Paneu and I offer you a name suited to you, not one given by your prisoners, but one as an individual. That is if you want to."
The parahuman girl seemed beaming in her eyes which made the anomalous reptile nauseate in annoyance "I would like that."
"Very well, from now on you shall be known as Quarseta-ql-Paneu."
"Quaester…?"
"Quarseta."
"Queste-Q-Pen…?"
"Quarseta-ql-Paneu."
Atanti grunted in annoyance as Quarseta giggled. Human or not, the being in front of him was still a child, a child with an old soul, but a child nonetheless.
"Is too mouthful, but I like it." She then showed him her drawing which was of her riding him albeit in that she looked older and 682 was white with feathery wings. "Do you like it?"
SCP-682 didn't know why but there was something familiar about the drawing; nevertheless, he disclosed that and grunt "It's…fine." He uttered unenthusiastically and yet, the anahuman seemed glad.
With a surge of anger, 682 slashed around the Gobblewonker's body inflicting injuries as it moaned in pain. The long neck aquatic reptile using its flippers pushed away and got freed from the Angry reptile seeing that it was no match for it.
Roar!
Howl!
Both reptilian monsters cried a savage bellow at each other. Eventually, the sea beast of Gravity Falls relented, swam away and went to its secret lair to heal from the injuries.
"You better run." The hateful reptile grunted in scorn as his own wounds regenerated fast, afterwards, it continued its trajectory with a dive.
"Where are you, you six-fingered fool? I promise nothing bad would happen to you. No wait, that's a lie." The Shapeshifter questioned rhetorically in mocking as he searched around, the six-fingered fool managed to evade and hide from him. Sixer hide behind a rock with his triangle-headed sidearm blaster and charged to take the shoot, he didn't want to feel he was responsible for how the Shapeshifter ended up becoming by treating him like a curious specimen since its childhood than a sentient being, it was too late to make amends anyway. Shifty didn't shift into another this entire time, wanting his true form to be the last thing his captive would see and he already planned to have a visit to that weak-willed Fiddleford as well, maybe scared him to death by taking the form of something so horrific.
Blast
Upon hearing that, he bolted away from the superheated plasma and turned 180 degrees to Fordsy.
"Missed!"
He then unnaturally bent its body and moved toward him like a possessed person from a horror movie only to then get shouted at him a couple of rounds by someone else.
Bang Bang Bang
In time the alien shifted its vital organs away from the shots and hardened its skin by taking the form of some monstrous Armadillidiidae not before shrieking in pain feeling his green blood dripping.
"You tried to kill my children." The shooter was an angry human adult female with glasses and long hair with two pistols smoking.
"I don't even know you." He stated in annoyance.
"You will." Diana said and so they began to fight.
Colligen was trying to shoot the Therapy Bird which was producing sonic blasts at her enemies while evading his shots "I hate anomalous animals." He uttered in irritation.
Jack with a frozen soldier frozen by Walter's freeze attack who he was holding came after Colligen who looked surprised by this form of tactic. "ICE TO MEET YOU!" The commander's reaction was to shoot the frozen human shield which shattered into many icy pieces. "DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? I'M THE LAW!" Bright declared as he and Colligen stuck in a tug of the fight.
"You're as insane as everyone in this backward town!" Collagen grunted and managed to shoot his opponent in his shoulder which made him fall to the ground. With Bright falling on the ground the Chaos Insurgent leader's gun flung away due to Jack falling to the ground took the gun away and got thrown meters away thanks to the struggle, Bright would have been a goner as Old One Eye walked toward him grabbing a knife from his belt if it weren't for Stanley to show up who
"HEY YOU!"- He gazed and saw the conman Pines who was challenging him with knuckles in both of his hands-"You! Yes, you! You nearly killed my brother two years ago, came in uninvited, ransacked my Shack and worst of all, threatened my dumb kids, so I'm gonna enjoy this!" He readied his combat weapons wearing a smirk and both came after each other with no intention of leaving one or another alive.
Shifty currently in a frog beast form tried to snatch Diana by its long slingshot tongue and then eat her they dodged at the right time and then shot a couple of randoms from a rifle at the tongue ripping it in half resulting in the Shapeshifter crying in alien screeches who then shapeshifted into a big jumping spider and lunged toward Seras stopped midair by rains of shootings from the Spectre's revolvers, thus the alien beast dropped away and reverted to its true form as it was now cornered by two shooters as he was holding its wounds from bleeding green till he regenerates them. Oddly enough for some reason he couldn't add SCP-4494 form, true there is a limit to its shapeshifting abilities otherwise he would have changed into a virus and killed all those who wronged him or when he was trapped in the bunker he would shift into a sandworm and crawl back to the surface and yet, it seemed as this one for some reason he could not.
"You think you got me!? I will feast on both of your- "
Bang Bang Bang!
"STOP!"
Bang
"SHOOTING"
Bang
"WHILE!"
Bang
"I'M!"
Bang
"Speaking…" the last part he said blankly only to get shot again by the vengeful mother and the Vigilant.
Stan and Colligen were fighting head-on, knife versus knuckles. Colligen was faster while Stan was heavier in each hit. Both were even. Ley managed to hit Colligen's stomach making him huff in a painful breath immediately he with his knife cut Stanley's lower arm making him yelp in pain after which the commander kicked his boot at the conman's face breaking his nose and making him fall on his knee. Old One Eye was going to penetrate his knife at Ley's throat only to be stopped when chomp from the back of his head attacked, he then struggled and punched the bipedal dino twice which fell with a painful screech. Afterwards, Ley with a roar jumped up and tried punching him and Colligen ducked and sent his knife with both of his hands at Stan's back making him cry in anguish, then he brought his knife away from Ley's back and tried to stab him again but then Stanford blasted the hand that held the knife causing the knife to melt from the blast so as the flesh of his hand, next a flame got started thanks to the device on his wrist which then growth more using the rest of his clothes as a source for the flame.
" AAAAAAAAAAGH-!" Colligen gave a hair-raising scream in torment feeling like burned alive while the fire was devouring him, he toppled and fell from a cliff to a reservoir of water that was gathered at the deep cavern there meters away. There was no sign of him getting out of the water.
Ford kneeled near his twin checking him out.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine! Fine, worry about my stupid pet." He gestured to Chompy who was now breathing heavily in painful pants. Ford helped Ley to get up and then they went to check on the dinosaur with Ford being the first to check.
"He's okay, his heart momentarily stopped from being punched to the chest, you on the other hand are bleeding. I have to call the medic." The six fingered Pines told his brother.
"With Dipper and Mabel still here? No way!" He protested.
The Shapeshifter had enough "ENOUGH!" he yelled and changed into an oversized snake and tossed Diana and 4494 away.
A blonde human with a cowboy hat ran and passed the duo "GO! I can handle the shapeshifting bug!" He told them.
"He's yours Clef!" The Spectre permits him.
Deciding to get creative, the Shapeshifter decided to change his form into a grotesque horrific version of the daring human with a hat to scare it; however, something was wrong. His body convulsed in a jolt of pain when he tried to mimic his form and fell back to its true shape.
Just looking at this supposedly human hurt his eyes, his alien eyes caught an aura of suffocating void around him, like he was staring at a sink in reality.
"What are you!?!" He exclaimed with a growl, he had never seen anything like this 'Clef' before.
"I'm the baba yaga of all monsters." He wore a predatory sharp grin at him, like a feline who had found a new prey to play with.
73's mere presence made zombie plants to wither away when they got closed, another ironic curse set on him along with his immortality and invulnerability for someone who loved farming and any attack on him was deflected back to the attacker "CAAAAAAAIN!" The furious bellow got SCP-73's attention, he looked and saw SCP-76-2 who came from the hole Clef causes ripping anyone on his way from SCP soldiers to Insurgents, Cultists, cyborgs, robots and the infected apart with a great black blade racing with an almost inhuman strength. After which he swung his blase targeting Cain's head, Cain knew his anomalous ability would deflect the attack, yet he did not wished to sew his brother lose his head even thought he would just come back from his large black stone sarcophagus.
"You can't kill me brother, I'm cursed to live." Cain said as he blocked and held the black blade with his metallic arms on a locked form.
"Then I will make you watch your friends DIE!" Able snared despite feeling the injured cuts on his arm thanks to Cain's anomalous ability reflecting the cuts.
The Fox creature managed to open the photonic mech suit up with its jaw ready to eat Leora as a meal as she helplessly sat in her place, yet then Dr. Pines shooted bolts of lightning at her.
Shriek
SCP-953 shrieked, she knew thaumaturgy as well being a being straight out of far east mythology so she blocked the attacks with green symboles blocking the lightning attacks so as the shots coming SCP and Insurgent soldiers. Afterwards, she lashed with its many tails morphing into eel tails with electricity and smacked the pesty shooters with it while simultaneously electrocuting them. After this, she jumped at the mage to slash him only to then interrupted by a fist attack from the now regenerated photonic mecha from Lightfoot at her stomach.
Whimper
She whimpered in pain in a canine way and dropped in soreness. The Thaumaturgist Pines wasted no time sending send a powerful lightning bolt combined with SCP-7044's sonic attack that launched the polymorph meters away hitting the engine and then falling unconscious. After this the thaumaturgist held on to his staff to not drop.
"You okay?" 4818 asked.
"I-i'm good, just need a moment…" that shot took a lot of energy, 7044 then sat near him which he found out why as a hidden cultist tried to stab him with a dagger only for the bird to use its empathetic powers to stop him from doing so who then fell on the ground crying in a fetal position mumbling about wrong choices he made in his life.
"Good bird…" the adult Pines told the avian anomaly.
Clef was more capable than Shifty gave credit form, from his alien eyes analyzing the language of his body even with the aura vacuum around him he could tell this one is willing to go to extremes and unlike Sixer or any of those brats that frozen him, he was no moral man and worst of all, he seemed to enjoy it. Alto shot his kinetic pistol when it got charged with purple hues to sign its charging right at Experiment# 210 making it howl, feeling its organs liquified from the waving blast and drop on all its insectoid legs. Consequently, the Ukulele man hopped at it as it like a struggling insect tried to get the human away from him which was futile as he broke every limp that came to evict him, then the ex-GOC punched the changeling alien a few times, teeth and green blood falling down and next he bent Shifty's head to the ground a few times with both of his hands as the Shapeshifter felt a concussion coming in. Afterwards, Clef came close enough for the extraterrestrial to hear him as he held his Kinetic gun under his chin.
"Don't worry Shifty, there is a nice and cozy cell in a few Kilometres long far underground site where you will sit there until you decompose, never to see the light of day, with the only meal you will ever get is in a tube bringing only beans." Shifty's eyes shrank in fright as Alto gave the most sadistic predatory grin he could muster which only got wider seeing the terror on its face which also in turn amplified Shapeshifter's reaction.
Stanford genuinely felt bad for the alien changeling and now was genuinely wondering if Clef is Bill reincarnated, born again just so that he could torment others once again as he looked at the sadistic glee all too familiar and likely getting a laugh becoming colleagues with him. The irony that he once again became colleagues with another sadistic psychopath was not lost on him.
"NOOOOOO!" In a fit of panic, Shifty surged and hurled the demented doctor away.
"I WILL NOT BE IMPRISONED AGAIN!" He cried out as he sprinted in the form of a deer and mustered all his legs running from the deranged Foundation doctor not wanting to be imprisoned again. It was the first time a human managed to give him a feeling of dread and as if just existing like a black hole wasn't enough.
The Corduroy girl who by now was dirty in plant matter threw her ax at the cult leader who commanded one of the plant zombies to take the hit for him which got hit in the head, before it lay dead the Corduroy with an agility that would make his father proud jumped with both legs on the zombie, took her ax stuck on its head spilling plant matter and jumped again before it lay on the ground at Dehak who didn't react fast enough as the ax hit him on his stomach.
"My destiny…."- he moaned in agony as his hands were on instinct on the slash on his stomach, the redhead violently took the ax from his stomach causing him to paralyze from the pain and fell on the ground with drops of blood spraying-"this isn't how it's supposed to end ...!" He spatted blood looking in disbelief and scared, no longer having his smug expression.
"On the contrary, you sealed your fate the moment you and your damned cult messed with my mother." After giving him the ultimatum with every venom she mustered she brought down her ax for the deadly blow as the Cult Leader looked helplessly. To the redhead's surprise, the ax didn't hit the target, instead, he grabbed it from both sides with both of her hands, she try it shrug it away, but despite her legendary Corduroy strength she couldn't as the old zealot became unnaturally strong as he got up with eyes flaring in power, the pentagram was empowering him.
"What was that you said? That your fate is sealed?" He was now smirking.
She now tried to use both of her hands to hold the ax and it didn't help much, confused about how this was possible.
"I enjoy the look of an infidel when they meet a higher power." Next, to Wendy's shock broke the ax in half, grabbed her head and smacked her to the ground with enough force that the metallic floor screeched from the impact. As she moaned in pain the priest commanded a cultist and an infected.
"Tie her." He said and they followed his order, seizing her from both of her arms as she tried to regain her concentration with blood coming from her nose and tied her to a stick at the 7th circle in the center of the pentagram. The ritual pulsed with energy and enveloped her and the other trapped SCPs.
For a moment, a blinding flash of crimson light took everyone's attention and gravity felt funny while objects and living beings started to float including the Mystery twins outside of the container.
"What…" Mabel gasped in incredibility.
"Oh no…" Dipper stated in dismay, it was like when the portal Stan reactivated all over again except this time for certain the world was in danger, that and seeing Wendy at the center of the ritual.
SCP-73 and SCP-76-2, even weightless, were still fighting.
"-Your hatred for me would be wiped with the rest of reality!" Cain continued to try to reason with Able again.
"With you in it, I consider it a win!" Able snarled and headfirst him which only served to feel his own skull crack a bit.
"HEY, YOU!" Able looked back and saw a ball of light made by Laskaris hit his face causing him to momentarily blind him enough for Thompson to swing his sniper at him.
"THIS IS FOR OMEGA-7 ASSHOLE!" She with a savage growl swang her rifle like a bat and hit him across his face hard enough that he lost a tooth and thanks to the lack of Gravity pushed away by the impact.
"This isn't good…" Ley thought out loud as he saw his pet Compsognathus floating with him as well, seemingly puzzled as it tried to swim in the air.
With no warning, the blinking brighten light disappeared and gravity returned to normal along with everyone falling to the ground.
"The ritual, WE HAVE TO STOP IT!" Thompson immediately addressed with urgency when she looked at the powered-up ritual with a beam of red energy going up with such intensity that it passed the ship's roof and the earth to the sky.
As if things couldn't get any worse, something big from the top dropped, Jack who upon seeing that thing was going to squash Miller pushed him away before he could react which led to him being crushed instead. It was all happening too fast for Rainer barely process what was happening only in a moment when time slowed seeing Bright giving him a thumbs up with a sad face before something black and scarlet crushed him with dust and then came to an end from the dirt that was spread inside the alien ship across eons and with the sound of the metallic floor bending from the sudden collision. When the dust settled only thing that was left of Bright was blood on the ground and his amulet near the armored giant of black and scarlet with many sharp horns on its head and blazing red eyes with both hands holding the battered up SCP-5151 and a broken and beeping reality anchor. Everyone froze as they saw the intimidating form of Lord Goran with the Not-kitsune who morphed into her humanoid form grinning as she was still on the floor.
"It takes more than these trinkets to stop me," the exiled General growled, crushing the beeping reality anchor by fisting his hand, resulting in it exploding in sparks of electricity while the other hand threw the beaten 5151 away like a ragdoll.
This was far from over.