Back in Gravity Falls sometime ago….
Agent Seras and Dr Pines just stood there with mouths gaping for minutes as they were trying to process all of what the explanations told to them, Agent Seras one eye was twitching violently while Dr. Pines looked with a dead look.
POI-GF-1 and POI-GF-2 were awkwardly sitting there anxious as they could feel their glare punching holes in them.
Dr Pines:...you're both [REDACTED] idiots do you know that?
POI-GF-1:To be fair I-
Dr. Pines: So YOU aren't saying the whole mess was started because you rather believe a [REDACTED] one-eye extradimensional nacho over your long-known friend and EVEN let the said nacho autopilot your body even though all you know was a mere drawing made in a cave by a shaman who went insane and knew NOTHING concrete about it and even tried to make an [READCTED] INTERDIMENSIONAL PORTAL TO A DIMENSION YOU KNEW NOTHING ABOUT!??
POI-GF-1 wanted to protest but decided not to or else make their situation worse, also because Dr. Pines was grabbing POI-GF-1 by his collar and shaking him violently seething.
Agent Seras: and YOU!
POI-GF-2 flinched at the accusing finger from Agent Seras.
Agent Seras: I don't even know where to begin with you! The fact that you taught our kids money counterfeiting or the machino-mano "tough' 'em up" [REDACTED] act! Like [REDACTED] father, like [REDACTED] son!
By this point, POI-GF-2 was shrinking in his seat as Agent Seras got dangerously closer and closer and seemed on the verge of jumping at him with violent intent as she berated him with shrieks.
Meanwhile, POI-GF-1 is still being held by Dr. Pines who was trying to defend himself to a low degree of success.
POI-GF-1:I didn't know he was a demon!
Dr Pines: ALL THE WORST DEMONS WEAR TOP HATS AND BOW TIES!
Agent Seras: OF COURSE IT'S [REDACTED] STUPID IT'S [CONTINUOUS REDACTION]!
Both cringed back as the shouting, screaming and cursing started by the parents at them with their lungs out and their eyes boiling with rage.
Present…..
Ford winced at that memory, the shouts and curses were so much that all of the words were redacted and even Stan was impressed at how creative the curses were, not to mention the said shrieks were so loud that some heard from outside including Wendy who grew up in a masculine lumberjack environment were shocked by the colorful language.
To make it more embarrassingly, Bright and Clef after the interviews were finished were there waiting for them having the biggest mocking grins humanly possible and congratulated them for 'Committing Children Endangerment and Nearly Ended Reality As We Know It Over Communication Issues'
At least the heat has gone down a bit and things are a bit better between the Stans and the Parents, who knew communication combine with the threat of an XK-Class End Of The World Scenario and being tortured in a fun house mirror by an eldritch horror beyond human comprehension can mend issues a bit?
They moved with Ford killing two guards with his blaster on the way and they reached a room which they went inside when Jacob gestured toward it.
"It's here, my staff sensed it."
As to what it sensed? The room was where hard drives were put to store information. The thaumaturge Pines quickly sat down with his staff transformed into some sort of robust laptop which he then grabbed a connective connected to his laptop from a string which he put on the nearest drive.
"We're in." Jacob made sounds with his knuckles and started typing on his laptop while Stanford was on alert with his gun for any coming intruder. "Are you sure you have things handled Jacob?" He asked his nephew who gave a slight smirk and waved his worry.
"I have expertise in Technothaumaturgy, this would be easier than hacking government systems uncle."
" Government systems?" the six-fingered Pines repeated with a side look, he didn't know if he should be proud or scandalized that his nephew likely committed illegal hackings as well.
His twin brother would certainly feel proud knowing Stanley.
Jacob while hacking the system frowned at what he was seeing on the monitor "That's weird." he typed again and again and was puzzled by what he was seeing, it was as if the system was being polluted by a virus like which he never seen and there were only nonsensical symbols flooding all over, then with no warning, his laptop sent an electric wave that caused him to cry out and then shot wires that looked like the ones used in MRI to scan the brain glued on his head.
Without second thoughts Ford rushed in, grabbed the wires and took them off the electrified Pines who was convulsing violently with his pupils up. After which he then kicked the compromised device that shot the wires with a kick. Even after doing all of these while Jacob stopped convulsing, he looked shaken and in pain.
"What- what is it!?" Ford asked as Jacob cried in agony with a hand on his head as he helped him to get up.
"Neurocracker- memetic!- a can't!- control!!! AAAGH!" He then pushed his uncle away like he was contaminated by something as he held both of his hands on his head feeling the mother of all headaches.
He could already feel an insidious presence in his mind that was taking over, there was not much time he had to do it, so he grabbed a USB from his pocket. "Take it!" he told his uncle before throwing the USB at him.
Ford stepped in and now really concerned by the state Jacob was asked "What- "
"GO!" Jacob hoarse in urgency came near, shoved Ford to the outside of the room to his protest and then Jacob shut the door.
"Jacob, JACOB!" Sixer kept knocking at the door loudly.
"GO! PLUG THE USB ON A TERMINAL!'' After Jacob shouted, the sounds of locks activated were heard meaning he locked himself inside. Ford looked at the USB given to him which was a black and silver 16 GB flash drive marked with a white ampersand that had a tape on it which was written 'SCP-2306' then he put it in his pocket.
There was an internal war happening inside Stanford on whether he should blow the door and help his nephew or go away and do as he said. He didn't know what a 'Neurocracker' was; however, thanks to his experience with the Dream Demon he did know possession and Jacob looked like a man fighting over control from an external force which only increased Ford's fret and Jacob's sounds of struggle and unmistaken sound of constant head butting to somewhere did not decreased his worry.
As Stanford was agonizing over what to do, then he heard the struggle stop leaving only an eerie silence, before he had the chance to ask if his nephew was okay the banging sound of the door and despite being made of metal it was being bent with a loud screech by the powerful punches.
Screeching metal
"I know you're thereee uncle~…." It was Jacob's voice and yet it was all wrong, it sounded so disgustingly playful as if he just become another person, for a brief moment Ford actually entertained the idea that Bill somehow came back from whatever hell that waited for him in the afterlife and possessed his nephew to torment him before crushing that thought down.
As he saw Jacob's abilities as a thaumaturge during fights and that he is a cyborg, Ford knew he needed more than a blaster to contain his now controlled nephew to exorcize who or what that was controlling him, he faced a lot of foes during his 3 decades hopping dimensions some greatly overpowered him, yet he did not survive that long by brute forcing every obstacle head-on. Besides, the only thing he had that could give him an advantage over Jacob was his Quantum Destabilizer whose purpose is to destroy not to incapacitate so unless he wants his nephew to be reduced to atoms that were off the table.
Screeching metal
"I hope we can play a game as a bonding experience, nephew and uncle." the Neurocraker with Jacob's voice sinisterly asked.
The metallic door continued screeching as it was being bent by whatever force this 'Neurocracker' used from the abilities that Jacob had and soon would be opened like a can, that was when Ford decided unhappily to abandon him and his walk gradually turned into running from how any moment the door could get open.
Bright and Diana moved fast around the hallway and they noticed something odd, they faced no soldiers and no one followed them either. Soon they found out why when they heard the sudden sound from a speaker making them whirl around with Diana pointing her rifle at a security camera.
"Guten Tag as they say greetings in German, or maybe do you prefer Ciao the Italian version?"
It was some sort of Security Camera with a speaker.
"PoI-7701…" she muttered recognizing the voice
" Meh, just call me Madison, or Cragg, no need for numbers." Madison seemed more amused than annoyed, clearing was jesting and sure of her position.
"And if I'm not mistaken, it is the famous Jack Bright, big fan of your work. Made a new type of Chainsaw lately?" her compliment was clearly ingenuine, only to mock.
Bright wasn't one to give up without a fight "Hey! Don't bring Chainsaw into this Carmilla Frankenstein! At least I have originality in my trademark instead of another wannabe mad scientist obsessed with doing a Frankenstein with Transhuman nonsense, Unsinn as they say in German!"
A deep guttural electronic voice was heard that sounded like laughing. "They weren't kidding about you having wits, let's hope it is enough for you and your companion with one of my experiment's accidental leftovers."
Just then, a metallic ceiling opened at their right making them whirl towards it.
From it, unholy moaning and grunts that sounded like coming from human vocal cords, albeit unintelligent, animalistic and moisty caused the duo to turn right and they saw something truly abhorrent.
They were these red fleshly mangled abominations varying in form and shape, some having tendrils, some having too many arms or legs. Misshapen and elongate or widen out. Abhorrent Chimeras that their mere sight of them would cause nausea to any person and was the very representative of the grotesque. There was no mistake that these abominations used to be humans before they were twisted into these grotesque parodies and now they were mindless morphing flesh monsters constantly forming and deforming from seeing human limbs dangling and sometimes too many human eyes for comfort.
Bright and Diana were stunned, horrified and appalled not just from what they saw, but also from what they knew what caused this.
"WHAT on bollocks's name is THIS!?" Diana exclaimed loudly.
"The Flesh that Hates…" The usually chirpy eccentric doctor now not feeling able to give one of his usual jabs, gaped. SCP-610 is a Sarkite bio-weapon that turns living beings into fleshy monstrosities straight out of Cronenberg and Carpenter's imagination and from what the duo asserted Madison and others were experimenting with it on human subjects all very likely tricked, coerced or forced.
Diana stared daggers at the camera and roared "Are you INSANE!? YOU EXPERIMENT WITH 610!?!?"
From the voice of Madison's tone, it was clear she was not worried.
"Oh don't be such a worrywart, this strain of 610 I developed is non-contagious, still I haven't fed my pets for some time so they are particularly ravenous today."
Diana shoots with the stolen machine gun at the ravenous fleshly abominations only for the rifle to finally get empty of bullets so she quickly tosses it away and shoots with her side arms. There were too many of these monstrosities not to mention they regenerate faster than normal average humans so she needed more than just sidearms to stop this coming tide of hungry flesh.
"Bright, we have to go!" She told Bright so he followed her as the duo began to run while Diana occasionally shot a few at the coming fleshy tide to slow them down.
She tried to use the comm in her ears to warn others but no signal she was getting as she grinded her teeth in frustration.
"Not working, sicko and her Nazi buddies jammed the communication."
"Guess it's just us and every Vegan's worst nightmare." Bright sassed at this situation as they ran, not before Diana shot the camera in spite and making Cragg behind her camera grin.
The Samsara were searching around as they went, meeting some resistance before they were put down with robotic precision.
One of them Nanku realized something was wrong, she tapped her comms a few times and as she suspected the comms were down.
"Tau-Five-Alpha, something has jammed our comms."
Munru added, "Then our communication with other groups is disconnected."
Suddenly, a shockwave came that caused all lights to be broken thus the hallway was drowned in darkness.
"Presight," Irantus uttered. He and his team changed their visual to thermal to see in the dark.
Onru then pointed in a direction "There is a heat signature with a high level of EVE, 8:00. 14 meters away."
Ethereal Shriek
"A Blue type." Nanku noted the shrieking "What class do you think?" He asked the leader of the MTF
"Class-II." Irantus suspected. "Move!"
They followed the command as they saw the floor was breaking apart by a growing crack to not fall in it or hit by the tossed floor decor like a wave.
The blue type came; female, freakishly tall though not inhumanly so, hard to tell the age as her features looked like a rotten corpse, in rags, floating like a banshee with her long hair swimming in the air like she was underwater and there were chains connected to her that moved like tendrils and ghostly white eyes.
Samsara's immediate reaction was to shoot at it except all the bullets before reaching her were changed in direction misfiring.
Shriek!
The blue type shrieked with an ear-blasting soundwave that would have punctured ear drums and killed normal humans; nevertheless, Samara were not average humans so they managed to shrug it off though that didn't mean it wasn't painful and did make their ears bled a bit.
The Banshee at first tried to push them or hold them or crush them using her telekinesis; nevertheless, they were implanted with Counter-Thaumaturgical Warding Implants that stopped her from doing so to her confusion with only slight trembles showing the implants were neutralizing her effect.
Seeing her power didn't work on them she summoned her floating chains at the team making them disperse and duck. Onru threw a grenade at the banshee which grabbed it midair using telekinesis and tried to compress its explosion, but the grenade was a flash grenade so even in a compressed explosion it caused her to screech with a hand shielding her eyes.
"Tau-Five-Delta now!" Onru told Nanku to go for it which she did by jumping with an unsheath combat knife ready to plunge at her head only to stop in midair and be pushed away she responded by throwing her dagger which the banshee once again stopped midair, but was caught off guard when Irantu shot and this time his bullets hit making the banshee screech dropping the knife.
Munru, seeing this as his cue, rolled on the ground and snatched the falling knife which he immediately used to slash her floating legs, making blood and her screech in pain.
Shockwave
Having enough of it the banshee causes a loud screech that throws the cyborg MTF away, some hitting the walls or random furniture.
She then with azura eyes electrified with power commanded the chains which plunged through Irantus recognizing him as the leader from all arms and legs passing through making him grunt a pain and ordered his suit to inject him with a mixture of anti-pain to dull it, the others tried to come in to aid him; however, the banshee with her other chains smacked them away breaking their visors and a few ribs.
She then commanded the chains that held Irantu to bring him near her face, her mouth got stretched and open ready to give a deadly sonic blast that would tear Irnatus's head off if it were not such a mistake to bring him so near.
Slash
Shriek!
The leader of Samsara repressed the pain of feeling his arms and legs torn in like kebab long enough to take his knife and cut her throat, despite that it wasn't enough to kill the banshee only to make it shriek in pain which he immediately then tried to plunge his knife at her right eye only for her telekinesis to stop it midair. Both were in a battle of mind and will with Irantus grunting as he pushed to plunge the knife while the banshee with her telekinesis was preventing the knife from coming.
Their battle of will was interrupted when Munru activated his Arm-mounted Incendiary Cannon, armed with a missile.
Blow!
The missile flowed and hit the Banshee from the back exploding and blowing a hole at her right in the middle from back to front which transpired to Irantus free from her invisible hold
If it weren't for all Samsara wearing armor and Heat-resistant Plating the heat of the explosion would have burned Irantus or killed by the shockwave of the explosion.
The wretched blue type moaned in agony despite losing the right part of her abdomen with her right side hanging and on the verge of falling for how much matter she lost, it clenched to life no longer floating and trying to support herself with her shaking legs.
Onru and Nanku shot three rounds with their side arms at it sparing the wretched being from her misery.
Irantus got up seeing the burning signs of his armor before being cooled down.
"Damn it Munru, you could have killed me."
"You would have come back from the tube anyway if you were killed by the blue." Munru defended his action. He then moved toward the corpse of the vanquished enemy and kneeled to inspect it.
Nanku seeing this objected "I don't think it's wise- "
"At ease Tau-Five-Alpha, our scans said the witch is dead." Munru dismissed her worry, he then began investigating the corpse taking notes on signs.
"There are signs of needles, whatever chemicals they injected her must have driven her mad."
"And cuts on her cranium as well." Onru pointed at the surgical cuts appearing on the dead banshee's head which were the only parts where no hair grew out of.
"And from looks of it judging by the scars and bruises, not only experimented upon but also was abused," Munru added as he looked closer.
Shriek!
The Banshee came back to life again, pushing Munru away with a telekinetic push and commanded her chains to come to life.
Nanku had to jump to not get hit by the chain.
Onru barely managed to dodge the other chain with her front only centimeters away from her face.
Munru caught a chain that was coming toward him. A mistake that proved advantageous to the half-dead banshee as the chains ramped around his left arm, grew spikes that tore through flesh and in the last ounce of strength, it violently moved backwards and spun around the arm thus ripping Munru's arm away from him fall.
Before the deranged psychic could do her next action Irantus grabbed her head and gave a powerful punch which made her fall She was continuously shot by other Samsara members from the barrel of their rifles until there were bullet wounds all over her body with parts of her flesh blown away thanks to the non-stop shootings until it fell back dead with holes all over her body.
Irantus then brought a flaring match from his utility and then dropped it on the Banshee burning its corpse to make sure she stays dead for good.
"She must have momentarily stopped her own heart to fool our scans." Irantus stated as he looked at the now burning corpse, he then glanced back at Munru "Will you be okay?"
Munru shrugged it off, not the first time he lost a limb as he got up, his bleeding stopped and clotted thanks to his enhancements.
"Tch, that's just a scratch. We all had way worse."
"You lost an arm moron." Nanku is dryly noted.
"Mind giving me a hand? Preferably the one still attached." Munru gave his crude humor as he got up making Nanku roll her eyes behind her helmet while Irantus gave an unamused scowl.
"You're incorrigible," Onru smirked slightly behind her helmet.
"Want incorrigible? Ask that washed-up conman with his 'Ex-Wife' slapsticks or Clef about anything related to guns."
Irantus supposed that was true, but still, this levity grated his stoic sensibility in contrast to his teammates who appreciated it. He made hand gestures to them to move so they followed the leader who decided to check the place where the banshee came which he could easily deduct based on the trail of blood likely coming from her while she floated and ended up with his group.
They as they followed reached what looked like a cell with its gate opened and inside they found their enemies were more monstrous than they thought.
There were scratch marks on the wall made from nails on the walls, chains connected to the wall that were strained by old blood and rust. Skeletons of rats which suggested the blue type resorted to feeding off vermins due to lack of feeding and there was this big writing on the wall written in blood that said;
'I'm NoT Beast'
"Damn, now I'm feeling bad. She was trying to get out." Munru said. While, seeing such a horrid scene of inhumanity was not uncommon for Samsara to see as they had been in missions seeing anomalous horrors and the evils humanity can cause made them not as appalled and shocked as any other person would be, that didn't mean they didn't find it repugnant and a violation of basic decency.
To anyone else, it would be considered as an underwhelming reaction from the Samsara. Is not that they lacked emotion and empathy but rather grim determination and used to seeing such displays.
That and being tank-bred cyborgs that never experienced childhood much less a mundane life also factored in as well.
Onru then commented recalling the surgical cuts on the banshee's cranium "From the surgical signs I saw on her cranium she has been lobotomized in a likely attempt to control her,"
"Accursed fascists domesticized her like a rabid attack dog," Irantus uttered in utter disdain for Obskurakorps and the Fascist Coalition.
"But why the abuse? What purpose could that be?" Nanku pondered because she could not figure out how the beating marks and signs of torture could serve anything.
Munru gave a grime snort "Didn't you notice? The woman was a mixed race, likely part Brazilian. They didn't consider her as a human being."
"Lord of Endowments…" Nanku swore, her disdain turned to cold hatred like all her teammates now vowing to end this abhorrence. Already this place was giving them unpleasant flashbacks to that time they were sent once to a Foundation site from an alternate dimension haunted by its sins, let's just say the alternate Foundation made a grand genocide on anomalies that would make Holocaust Camps look amateurish (SCP-1730). And now? If not stopped they will do what the alternate Foundation did except they wouldn't just stop on anomalies oh no, they will do it to anyone that doesn't fit their obscene preposterous definition of 'pure human'.
Onru noticed something particular about the metal that was used in the walls.
"This metal…it is SCP-148, used to contain psychics and telekinetics."
"A very unstable one if the amount of reinforced Telekill alloy suggests," Nanku replied.
"Then either the amount of SCP-148 wasn't enough to block her psychic powers or they intentionally let her out to deal with us," Munru added.
Irantus speculated "Or let her free, which means they're becoming desperate, or…" He wandered off not finishing his sentence and as he was looking around he saw a security camera on the wall. "Or we are the lab rats." The rest looked where he was looking and saw it as well, he then immediately shot the camera with his unsheath pistol.
"Come on, come on!" Bright frantically was cutting and connecting random wires that he spewed out from a power line trying to find the exact wire that would open the gate.
"BRIGHT! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR NOW!" Diana said in urgency as she kept firing at the fleshly abominations that were coming for them, it only served to slow them down and she by this rate was gonna soon be out of ammo.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING WITH ALL THE WIRES? MAKING ELECTRONIC PASTA!?" Jack snapped as he messed around the wires to open the gate as they were trapped to be feasted by the sadistic scientists' experiments.
After an agonizing 16 seconds, Jack finally managed to open the gate which got up only to stop. "Oh for jumping chainsaw cannons sake!" He irritatedly spoke.
The gate, while stopped opening up fully, still got up enough to pass through by crawling and yet it was slowly going back down and soon the entry would be too small to fit after which it would be closed.
"Hey Hardhead, come the door won't be open forever!" He told Diana to come, which she did after stopping shooting the coming mutated flesh which was becoming more and more dangerously close each second.
Diana leapt and passed through the entry by sliding on the floor which was followed by Bright crawling on the floor to reach the other side from where he then got up and rushed only for one of the abominations to reach with a fleshy tendril and grabbed Bright by his right leg
"OH AHA!" he fell and was being dragged by the abomination as he desperately struggled and clawed on the floor to not get dragged.
Diana seeing his situation came to his aid by stumping at the tendril which screeched and lost its hold on Bright and that was enough for the gate to finally go down fully and cut the tendril of the mutated monstrosity while it screeched in pain of losing its limb and the ripped tendril moved erratically no longer connected to its owner until it gave away with its last repulsive shudders and died.
Jack with his hands on his knee sighed in relief "Phew, that was close, I really did not want to know what is like dying by a horde of hungry flesh thank you." He glanced and saw Diana was staring grimly at somewhere, confused he looked at the direction in which she was looking and he saw what that was.
It was a laboratory with lab equipment, but that was not what caught their eyes as they steadily came closer getting a better look at things.
There were these tubes filled with a substance yellow likely to preserve testing experimentations each more grotesque than the other: one looked like the 610 instances of infected while the other looked like half of their body turned into intricate machinery from inside out, one had red crystals grow out of them and one was just a mass of biomatter .
Despite how some looked so inhuman that they were barely recognizable there was no mistake; these were humans who were experimented upon by Madison for whatever insidious purpose.
A small fridge used to preserve specimens and when Jack opened it to see what was inside, they saw jars and glasses filled with odd organs and implants: a jar filled with eyes, a cup that had a twitching fleshly tendril, a glass that filled with blackish blood, implants with traces on blood on them on where ice cubes should be, a literal beating heart with something metallic attached to it with wires and more.
"Sheesh, old hags supposedly collect stamps or coins not Friday Night horror souvenirs," Bright commented idly with a wrinkled nose.
One of them, a literal severed male and bald human head that somehow was still alive connected from down on some sort of beeping circular device, looked at him and said boredly "Kill me."
"Maybe later." Bright shuts the fridge.
Diana tapped him on his back to get his attention.
"What?" his question answered by her pointed at the front with a glance.
It was an enclosure space covered with transparent, the walls were made of glass and there were two glassy gates each with scanners and two hazmat suits outside hanging near the first door there was a disinfection sprayer device in the middle between the glass doors
The most alarming part was virals each containing Bio-hazards of both anomalous and non-anomalous each titled with markets at the center of the enclosure inside a chamber with cooling air coming from the chamber in question as the enclosure was in low temperature to keep the samples.
'Bubonic Plague'
'SCP-610: Flesh That Hates, Modified Edition'
'The Spanish Flu'
'SCP-008: The Zombie Plague'
'A new strain of Ebola'
'Experimental Spore Carriers'
And there were even more plagues each capable of bringing a new Black Death on a global scale or worse.
The duo stared at the collection of deadly plagues until Bright sighed "...I stand corrected."
"Bright, can you please tell me what the fascists are doing with the world's deadliest diseases?" Diana implored the eccentric doctor to elaborate on what he could understand from all of this.
"Either trying to engineer a controllable plague to destroy the 'undesirables' or test the limits of human biology to make their dreamy ubermen," he then shrugged.
"Both perhaps. Neither are not good."
" Wonderful, as if the threat of an extra-dimensional invasion by an omnicidal god is not good enough now we have to worry about a 4th Reich sequel." she sarcastically noted.
As he then looked over she saw the corpse of some slimy man-creature with its chest opened, ribs appeared and organs some too mutated to know what they once were much less what turned into on a dissection table smelling a foulness even worse than a mundane rotten corpse. The corpse of the man-creature smelt foul, likely for whatever nightmarish augmentation the being that used to be a human suffered because based on the still dripping black blood it was fresh.
'Wait, the corpse is fresh!' just when she realized, she heard a whistle in the air which made her duck his head away.
Some sort of injector contraption nearly hit her neck which would have injected into her who knows what.
Looking back she saw Madison Cragg near the entry from which they came holding an Injector Blaster from which the injector was shot.
Diana held her pistol and pointed at her and shot before Madison got even the chance to shoot again, not even waste telling her to surrender becoming more convinced than ever that the world would be better off without her living in it from the files she read of her and this house of horrors.
Diana shot her faster thus Madison fell back. To Mrs. Pine's immersive surprise instead of the ethically corrupt scientists dropping dead the bullet passes through revealing light blue projections which is followed by Madison disappearing with a fuse of light revealing a projector with a contraption pipe from which the injector was shot from the corner.
This was a trick, it was a hologram.
Bright was the one who saw what happened next and before he had the chance to shout and take two steps a silhouette jumped from the shadows behind Diana holding an injector with a malignant smirk and eyes that glinted with malevolence.
Diana turned back and before she could stop the assailant the injector hit on her neck making her gasp, now face to face with the real Madison Cragg giving a vile sneer. Diana struggled and tried punching or kicking, but whatever Cragg injected her with caused her arms and legs to give up as she then fell and convulsed slightly.
While Madison walked backward, Bright came on his knee holding the convulsion Diana whose shake was getting worse and worse and her body temperature was going so dangerously warm that he could feel it by just skin touch.
"Hey, hey! Stay with me, Tom girl! You have your kids to punish and scream at you when you find them!" He tapped her face a bit as he held her to snap her out but she kept convulsing.
"I wouldn't be near her if I were you." Bright glared back at Madison "Remember the strain of 610 I mentioned? Did you know despite being non-contagious it also has a faster infection rate?" Jack's eyes went wide comprehending what she injected Diana with which followed by Diana then gradually and painstakingly opening her mouth and screaming in utter agony as her skin looked like it was bubbling like boiling water.
Cragg smirked and gave a mocking goodbye with a wave "Auf wiedersehen~" The door was shut and then locked the sound of locking could be heard after her mocking goodbye in German.
Diana still in agony screamed with a pain likes of which she never thought possible; her flesh and bone kept bending and changing with eyes open wide as her body kept mutating, her eyes dilated and her pupils turned red, teeth fell and replaced by fangs and her right hand was stretching with fingers turned into claws and her left arm split into parts turning into tendrils that move erratically.
Bright seeing these grotesque mutations got up, seeing time was of the essence so he jumped fast.
'"Uh, uh oh, this is bad, really really bad!" he rushed and looked around all the laboratory tools and glasses filled with chemicals shoving them in a hurry.
"Come on, come on. Think Bright, think!" He began filling one flask with chemicals from a beaker as he approached himself to hurry up "You've been in abnormal biology class, so use your current body's useless gray matter!" it then reacted violently with smoking puffing in.
"AGH! Hot! Hot!" he felt his hands burning and dropped the glass leading to it breaking into a hundred pieces with the volatile yellow chemical eating through the floor like acid "Fan-Damning-Tastical, this is ASININE!" making him spew curses in frustration as he threw random lab objects in frustration by flailing feeling useless, not caring about the mess he made.
He wasn't sure what he was going to do would even work, there was no cure ever developed for SCP-610 much less a truly confirmed vaccination, so in short? he has to do what GOC and Foundation's top scientists couldn't for decades in finding a way of combating one of the most notorious anomalous bio-weapons ever conceived in mere short moments or else Diana over here would become one of the grotesque abominations and likely would then start attacking and eating him which is likely to be painful. Oh sure he is immortal and soon would find himself in a new body, but before that, he was sure he was gonna die over and over by an angry wizard that is Diana's husband with thunder shooting at his ass and that is not counting those two old geezers one armed with knuckles while the other had a big sci-fi gun.
In summary? He was screwed.
'No pressure, no pressure at all.' he grumbly thought at the impossibility of his task.
"AAAAAAGH- UAAAAAAH!" That was the blood-curdling scream of his patient who now developed an inner jaw that got out and was screeching like the profane love child of an insect and a lizard with long dagger teeth of an angler fish.
'Maybe, pressure a bit.'
As he searched around desperately for anything his eyes caught a virals from the collection of deadly plagues and it gave him an idea so maddening, so incredibly stupidly dangerous that it may actually work.
He seized the nearest canister with both hands and then launched it at the glass door of the enclosure, shattering it.
Notes: As you notice, I decided to make the chapters shorter because making long chapters is starting to strain me and also because I have studies and tests to worry about so I can't just make 30k word chapters in a week so for some time I can't post regularly chapters.