Anomalies Beyond the Falls

by LordStar8045

They thought the first summer was their journey to the world of weirdness, they were wrong. It was only the beginning as they journey to a much grander and even more anomalous world with horrors and wonders beyond their imagination. (Set Post-Weirdmaggedon during the Third Summer)

33. The Immuto Cycle

Notes:Warning, this chapter contains blood and gore.

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Alarms were beeping around in red light, non-military personnel were running to their designated spot whereas soldiers and guards were moving in a rush carrying weapons.

While everyone was searching around for the intruders, the door to the bathroom innocently opened and there it was Agent Adams and Sachs coming in covered in crab gore and sewage matter.

"And with that, I lost my appetite for crab cakes for the next decade," Adams grumbled as she wiped a piece of crab matter off the red vizor of her helmet. "Who the hell even put killer crabs in the sewage!?"

Sachs shrugged, "I heard crabs are great natural garbage eaters." He tossed away the surgical crab arm hanging on his right shoulder.

The duo scanned around and saw where they were, there were containers, and shelves filled with junk and stuff and there was.

"We're in the storage section." she stated as she looked around "Use the scans, check around to see if there's anything useful here." the anahuman nodded and brought a scanner to check around while Adams used the scanner mode of her helmet.

They slowly walked around looking, searching around what was stored there; it was mostly weapons until they found something.

Sachs whispered to his companion to come to "Adams."

She came in and saw what Sachs found, which seemed to be parts of an android in a box. She looked inside and gazed as she took an android head that had a GP-2 gas mask attached to it.

"I think I know this, it looks like SCP-750-KO parts," Adams recalled from a file she once read as she inspected the head.

"Isn't that the android made by the Nazis?" Sachs, remembering what he learned from the 7th Occult War, asked.

"And turned against them in disgust yes, as AI Uprisings goes that one couldn't happen on much deserving." She idly commented.

"But then what is it doing here? I thought it was currently under Foundation?"

"Those jack-booted dom heads made a few more than that one, though with that one rebelled they shut them down." she put the head down back inside the box "Meh, probably was just there eating dust, they aren't stupid enough to risk another AI rebellion."

And just in cue, something dropped from the roof and nearly came down crushing her if it were not for Sachs to push her away, holding the thing that attacked it which just happened to be an android that looked exactly like the one they found in the box, one not taken apart and fully functional and activated.

The android activated its right hand and shot a barrage of bullets at the still-surprised Adams Sachs was quickly using himself as a body shield, being an anahuman with invulnerability the bullets bounced off him and from behind Adams shot back with her sidearm at the android which then moved fast ducking the shots and hid in the shadows of the shelves.

"Not stupid huh?" Sachs rhetorically asked and glanced back at his female companion.

Adams didn't have time to retort to his rhetoric so she took a flare grenade and tossed it across the shadow which opened and it inflating light on the shadows; nonetheless, only a good chunk of it was illuminated and even then there was no sign of the android nazi.

Sachs and Adams readied their weapons for any sign of it and looked out.

Eventually, it came running toward them in a bolt in a blur and that was when they shot at it it dodged the bullets and got close and shot its armed turrets in its arms, Adam being the one not gifted with invulnerability quickly dived to not get shot using a close container as the cover although she hit the container which it fell open making her spew curses. Since the android was getting too close, he threw an inhumanly powerful punch that would break every rib of a human, but he was an android so it activated its endoskeleton to stop the punch from reaching its vulnerable part.

The punch made a dent in the endoskeleton; however, it didn't damage the internal parts of the android then pockets of fluids came from its shoulders which upon hitting him made him suffer hemorrhages within his brain that made him cry out, afterward the android sucker punch him with the endoskeleton around its right hand which while throwing him away it got busted thanks to Sachs' invulnerability.

A few shots hit it back which made it look back See Adams, it turned back and read its left arm and shot bullets from its fingers, but before that, Adams was quick enough to grab what was inside of the dropped container which to her luck was tactically shield which she used to defend herself from the bullets as the android walked closer and closer toward her whereas she got up and gave a mad dash. One of the bullets hit her left leg though fortunately was just a fresh wound although admittedly still painful.

Adams with a roar using her shield pushed at the android which responded by pushing her back to the wall, it kept pushing her at the wall until the shield screeched beginning to bend and she could feel the weight on her chest closer and closer to the verge of breaking one of her ribs if it weren't for using her both legs to push back on the shield which was only a temporary solution.

It tried shooting fluids from its shoulder, but Adam was wearing a helmet so it didn't work thus it tried to beat her to death with its buster hand while its other hand was holding the shield which she reacted by dodging her head away from each of the throwed two punches that came all of which made holes in the wall. She dropped her sidearm during the scuffle so she freed a hand and grabbed her spare gun, although she quickly recalled it had an endoskeleton so he instead pointed at a line of cables over there which were upon her shootings were ripped sparking electricity. Sachs who was upon quickly understanding the plan grabbed one of the sparking cabals jumped it and smacked it on the android's head leading to electricity coursing through its body and shaking it from the shock, he plunged the cable further resulting in it losing its grip at Adams who she responded by giving a big push hurling it away as it fell to the ground and twitched until it finally gave up with smoke of burnt circuitry came from it.

Adams and Sachs sighed in relief now that the robot was anguished.

"You're alright?" He checked on Adams who with a wave of her hand assured him that she was fine.

"I'm a good touch guy, just a flesh wound, did that whatever it sprayed at you did something?"

The anahuman in response held a hand on his chin still feeling a headache "I feel a headache still and I think I just forgot why we are here in the first place."

"That's just an effect by whatever liquid it was using, probably not- ."

Beep

And just then, something dropped between them. A small beeping caught their wide eyes and they tried jumping away from its radius to no avail as the device exploded after its beeping got higher with a brilliant light and a sonic wave which caused them to drop to the ground.

Beep beep beep!

Subsequently, a group of shoulders showed up surrounding them with rifles pointed and in the middle, a ghastly figure of stitched body parts menacingly stepped in.

SCP-542 Herr Chiurge, grinning smug and evil armed with a bone saw, walks toward them.

Adams tried to keep her eyes open, but eventually, the effect of the gas knocked her over despite being extremely alarmed seeing that Frankenstein monster of a doctor coming toward her and kneeling inspecting them with its sinister eyes.

She only hoped it would be painless or they would die quickly, yet she knew neither would likely be the case.

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Stanford huffed and ran fast as the lights behind him were turned off by the menacing presence that was his possessed nephew coming for him, even from so far distance he managed to make he could hear the possessed Jacob taunting him with creepy chuckles and last time he looked back he saw a black silhouette of Jacob with white yellow eyes glowing menacingly so as his staff and he unnaturally was moving and shifting in the dark like a controlled puppet made of shadows.

Ford took a turn to the right hallway and then unexpectedly someone put a hand on his mouth and dragged him over inside a small janitor's room, Ford struggled and was gonna kick the intruder with an elbow before seeing that the intruder was Clef who his other free hand pointed a finger near his mouth in the universal sign of 'Be Quiet.' And his twin Stanley was there as well with his Compsognathus sitting on his right shoulder.

The lights outside gave way to darkness, from a small gap in the small lines in the door they could see a humanoid figure shifting in darkness with glowing eyes and a glow at the top of his staff that stopped rushing and stayed standing.

The possessed Jacob looked around, seemingly trying to decipher any traces of his prey.

Chompy nearly made a growling if it were not for Ley reacting fast enough and shutting its maw.

For a breath moment, Shadowy Jacob looked at the door of the janitor's room making Ford flinch back from the peeping in a skipped heartbeat, the silhouette of glowing eyes seemed looking at the door intensively making Stanford think they had been caught; however, Possessed Jacob glanced away and then shifted like a shadow away which followed by the lights turning back on no sign of him anymore there.

Clef took his hand off Ford's mouth "You old geezer were lucky I was there catching you and being a Reality Sink masking our presence, or you would've been toast."

Stanley wondered about what or who that shadowy humanoid in the dark was "What was that? Another scary joke of the week?"

Ford answered him sadly, "That…that was our nephew."

"Say what now?" Ley asked to make sure his hearing didn't become weak due to his old age. "Are you pulling my legs Sixer?"

"He is being controlled, he said it was something called 'Neurocracker'."

Clef ranted knowing well what a Neurocracker is "Well, sucks. That means unless we risk cognitohazard or memetic pollution, we can't access terminals or computers with Brain-Scrambler running around and having veteran type blue as his collared attack dog nonetheless."

Stanley grimaces that his nephew got possessed, reminding her of that time Dipper was possessed by Bill and worse, he only found out the reason for Dipper's strange behavior later on. Meanwhile, Stanford recalled something else and showed the USB with a SCP logo to Alto "He gave me this, is this SCP, can this help us?" He read as many SCP Articles as he could, but even for him to read and memorize all those thousands of articles during this trip was a tall order so he didn't know what this SCP that the thaumaturge Pines gave him was supposed to be.

The head of the Decommissioning Department took the USB and looked before smirking "Heh, it sure does." He gave it back to him. "Still, we have to plug it into the main server in order to do so, or else the moment they detect an AI cleaning the corruption they will isolate it." He then gestured to them to follow suit as they got out of the janitor's room with all three looking around.

"What about that server place? Were I and Jacob, been?" Ford asked with his blaster held.

"That place is likely crawling with soldiers by now, have to take an alternate road." Clef holding his shotgun and then loaded it with one hand up replied. He then brought a phone from his back that showed the map of the facility and one red dot in it "They jammed our communication, but I can track Bright and Seras who are near to regroup."

Ford took a back question "You put trackers on them?"

The ex-GOC scoffed "Oh please, I put trackers on everyone, as a former paranoiac I thought you would understand." he mused as Ford frowned at being thrown a jape at when he was distrusting of others due to Bill.

As the group moved that was when Ford noticed Stan looking visibly biting his lips in pain which revealed to be why when he took a small broken glass that stuck on his back and mumbled some curses under his breath "Stanley, were you- ?"

"I'm alright!" Stanley quickly almost stammered.

The scientist Pines knew something was up and he had a nagging suspicion that something happened between his twin and Clef considering he briefly saw Stanley briefly giving the gun enthusiast doctor a dirty look.

The trio moved quickly. Oddly they didn't face any guards or soldiers which only served to build up their suspicion more knowing this was not serendipity, but an omen of something dangerous coming.

After a few turns they found the place where Beight and Diana were; however, the door was locked and the door was made of metal so it was not like they could barge in with a kick.

"Hold on," Ford told everyone and then put an advanced device which then got activated after which Ford immediately refrained as the device then with a beep began superheating and melting while at the same time melting the metal of the door and creating a big hole in it.

When the hole was opened and the melted metal went cold they went inside where they saw a man who they recognized as Bright due to his signature amulet who was kneeling near Diana quickly got up and met and greeted them nervously "O-ah heeey fellas!'' The odd reaction made them look side-eye at him with Clef in particular who knew Bright's antics well.

Seeing Diana down and unconscious made the Stans worried with Ford kneeling and getting a better look "What happened? Is she okay?"

"Uhhhh, about that…'' he gave a nervous gulp and began elaborating "Madison got the drop on us and injected her with a modified version of 610." That nugget of information had an immediate reaction with Stanford hastily getting up and Alto with a grimace put a hand inside his coat to grab a weapon while Stanley who didn't know what 610 was but could understand whatever it was, was not something to take lighter which increased his worry

Bright quickly flained with his hands to correct himself "WHICH may NOT be a problem anymore if what I put in her vein stopped her mutation!" as he pointed out that there were no longer any signs of mutation on her.

The Ukulele man was not convinced and still had his hand in his coat holding whatever weapon he had there and seriously said.

"Jack, it's the freakin '610! There is no cure for it!"

"Can someone tell me what's going on with everyone so trigger-happy!?" Stanley shouted in dreaded anticipation, confusion and anger.

Bright looked brittle as he slid both of his index fingers together.

"I may use another infamous dangerous agent which I found in the lab to combat the infamous dangerous agent."

Clef narrowed his eyes harder "You didn't…"

"What was it?" Stanford was already dreading the answer, dreading all the deadly pathogens of the anomalous world that Bright administered to Diana. The immortal Doctor whispered the answer in anxiousness which they couldn't catch.

"What was what?" Ley questioned.

Again the whisper was too low to hear.

"Speak up!" Alto told Jack to speak louder.

"I used SCP-217 to neutralize it…" he said while closing his eyes, expecting a not-well-received reaction.

"YOU WHAT!?" Stanford and Clef bellowed out at the same time and Bright winced.

Stanley could take a simple deduction to guess this SCP was not one threaded idly.

"I take it this 21-whatever is also as bad as it sounds? Or should I make a list of things I have no idea what you eggheads talk about by this point?" his pointed sneer was ignored which further annoyed him, though his worry for his Niece-In-Law overweight his irritation.

"How– wait HOW in Giraffe Hell you thought it was a good idea!?" Clef was on the verge of throttling him, of all the stupid and bold ideas the Immortal Doctor had this one took the cake.

"Is she really cured?" Ford pointedly asked.

"Maaaaybe?" Bright unsurely replied "Or maybe she may end up waking up as a techno-organic monstrosity with a newfound taste for human flesh." he awkwardly added as the two looked at him blankly.

"That's it, I'm ending her misery!" Clef pulled a handgun revolver shotgun which he made by himself with bullets that could put a big hole in his coat and pointed at Diana's head.

"WOAH WOAH WOAH!" Stan waved him to stop.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Ford roared in anger and fear.

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm doing decommissioning work before she turns!"

"But she didn't! There is still a chance she may survive!"

He dryly responded, "Well too bad, I ain't taking any chances in unleashing a new anomalous plague upon the world!"

Ford, seeing there was no convincing draw, drew his blaster and pointed at his head " Put the gun away." He gritted his teeth and ordered.

That was when the atmosphere became tenser; Stan's expression was the definition of 'This couldn't get any better!' in defeated resignation while Bright nervously switched gazes between the two.

Clef's expression looked neutral until it morphed into a cruel smile "You sure you want to threaten me, poindexter?" He rather cruelly called him Poindexter, the nickname Stanley gave to Stanford.

"Come guys- " Bright tried to intervene but Clef continued.

"Do you wanna threaten me for someone whose survivability is near zero and who will become a mindless monster to put down? Or do you want to unleash a zombie apocalypse?" He said in stone that was impossibly mirthless despite the playful undertone, his smile turned into a ghastly Cheshire grin and his eyes gave glints of glowing as the world around felt colder like he was the center of a hurricane promising destruction all across it and it had eyes staring from the void as bright and dead as dark stars.

Any other person would be intimidated, and he was indeed intimidated, but Ford was not any person; he was not gonna back down to the man who threatened his twin brother as he guessed by now who was now willing to kill his niece-in-law.

Clef grinned almost amused by Ford's stoicism then had his Cheshire grin morphed into that of an unsettling rictus grin " Cute, you actually think you can threaten me with that little trinket?"

Ford undeterred and unflinching looking stoically said.

"I met your types before; sociopathic nihilistic know-it-alls who say they're happy when they're liars most to themselves," he spat and said it in a way that sounded like both condemnation and pity which the Ex-GOC didn't know which one he found grating the most.

"Blaming the arson for the fire to shrink blame, when in reality you are all just too afraid to care because caring means opening yourself vulnerable just as you closed yourself from your daughter." Clef flared and snarled even more as his eyes dilated.

Stanford Pines faced Bill Cipher the Beast With One Eye, saw horrors of the Nightmare Realm and survived being lost in the Multiverse for 30 years facing many dangerous enemies, eldritch abominations and hazardous dimensions that defy known physics and reason, yet for a fraction of a second he saw the most horrifying creature that he had ever laid his eyes upon.

Even with that, Ford remained cold and didn't even give him the satisfaction of flinching while Bright's jaw dropped not knowing if he should be impressed or scared for Ford's life.

Chompy who stood on Stanley's should snarled at Clef and Stanley smirked slightly admiring his brother for standing up; when they were kids he used to be the one standing up for him against bullies and now Stanford was the one standing up for him, there was a certain ironic beauty about it, oh how the tables have turned.

Ford with a growl then spat his ultimatum "We are not afraid, unlike you, you rancid contrarian cowboy worn off! So Drop. The. Gun. Away."

Moments of eternity passed between them as Stan and Bright held their breath waiting dreadfully for what the result would be fearing the worst.

"...Fine." Clef relented and put his revolver sidearm shotgun down.

He then got closer to Ford and threatened him with a glare.

"When you point your gewgaw again, do it with the intent of shooting or else, I will deconstruct you slowly." he directed one last threat at the still stoic Pines as he backed away.

GASP!

Diana with a gasp awoke in shock causing everyone to glance back at her waiting to see what was the result before doing anything in apprehension.

For a moment everyone waited and no sign of mutations was seen, Ford decided to be the first one inspecting her as he came down on one knee and held the coughing Diana.

"Are you…alright?"

"I'm tired…weak…" she gravelly vocalized, then her cheeks suddenly filled with her eyes widened and she turned away vomiting while Ford gently patted her from her back.

There was no blood in the vomit which meant her body was simply in shock.

Stanley sighed in relief "Thank Moses it worked and didn't awake as a zombie."

" If it is permanent." Alto grunted in cynicism, "For all we know, it may be temporary and her mutations may just not be apparent yet."

Bright snapped at Clef finally getting tired of his contrarianism "Oh will you stop being such a jaded contrarian!? She hasn't turned into a sluggish Cronenberg centipede or a zombie automaton or an even worse abortion to nature techno-organic disproportionate unholy love child of robot and carnivore diet!" he then flailed his other in frustration.

"So cut me some slack! I just did what even the most renowned geniuses of the anomalous world couldn't do in mere seconds! It's not like I had SCP-500 Panaceas in my hands to pull a miracle from my– !"

"DOWN!"

"Oh don't think you- "

"I SAID DOWN!"

That was when the sounds of shootings were heard as everyone got down from the barrages of fire.

The group began crawling in hiding with Ford dragging the weakened Diana with himself near Stan and then began shooting back with his blaster at the enemies.

"Hey, bodysnatcher, where are you going?" Stan asked Bright who was now moving albeit on his knees using the tables as cover.

"There is a whole stash of world-kicking plagues each capable of restarting the Black Plague, I ain't letting those buzzkills have that! It would be bad for the weather!"

Ford decided to accompany him as well "I'm coming to, I've 12 Ph. D.s, one of them was about inerting pathogens."

He chortled at that "12? I'm cursed with immortality and I haven't reached 12 yet! You're on a roll, old timer!"

"I had a lot of time in my 30 years in the multiverse to get that much, you would be surprised what PHDs there are, there is even a PHD for the crime."

"There is a PHD for crime?!" Stan exclaimed and outraged both because his brother was the one getting a PHD on crime not him and because he never had the choice in this dimension or else he totally would.

"Damn it, now I wish I was born in that dimension!" He then brought his revolver, filled its ammo and shot back.

Clef checked his shotgun revolver by opening it up to check the 'Custom-made specialized bullets' he created and put into and then with a swing closed it "You go with Jacky and do that, I have an appointment as a doctor very enthusiastically." He said what he was going to do, next he got up from the hiding and shot while Ford and Bright went to inerted the deadly plagues.

To the surprise of the soldiers and Stan himself when he first shot the bullet hit one of the soldiers on the head, bolting and then exploding making a big hole in his head despite wearing a mask and a helmet it wasn't enough to stop the shower of gore, gray matter and skull fracture. Seeing how powerful each bullet was the soldiers began dispersing as Clef shot and every shot he did caused a mini-concentrated explosion that not even their armor was enough to stop it from creating holes spewing gore.

A few shots were directed Alto responded by dodging them and using one of the Nazi's bodies as a meat shield to his objection before dying by friendly fire thus he shot back and made a hole right in the middle of the chest revealing the inside of his chest cavity before dropping dead and then Clef throw his dead meat shield at a coming soldier dropping him to the ground and shot him on the head.

The last soldier dashed toward Stanley with a cry with the butt of his rifle only for the conman Pines to dodge it twice, then he uppercut him and punched at his abdomen. When the soldier unsheathed a knife and was gonna plunge it at him only he grabbed the soldier's wrist and tossed him over by the shoulder slamming him to the wall hard enough that he was knocked out.

Afterwards, Stan whistled admiring the potent and deadly weapon the Ex-GOC had that caused this carnage "How much for that?"

"Not for sale partners, guns are the only thing I consider holy," Clef replied and then began checking how many bullets he had in his gun.

"Oh, I'm definitely gonna get that gun," Stanley muttered to himself.

Bright and Stanford came carrying the tired Diana on their shoulders.

"We inserted the samples, and I rigged it with explosives." Ford showed his free hand a trigger with a red button on it.

"Have I mentioned she is heavier than she looks?" Bright pouted which was ignored.

"Blow it when the Nazis return to their precious lab?" Stanley grinned "I like the way you think Poindexter."

ZzzzkkKKKKKK!

Just the sound of a speaker working was heated until the screeching sound was replaced by the smug tone of someone familiar.

"Well well, it seems I have underestimated your genius, Doctor Bright, kudos to you even though I can't claim to be able to cure 610 in mere seconds no less." Madison congratulated Bright in a haughty tone that made him frown.

"Why don't ya come and congratulate me face to face? We would warmly welcome it." Stan snarked at the speaker with a fist up.

The response he got was an amused chuckle. "Haha, I would love to, but I'm afraid you have a lot of invited guests to attend to."

The head of the Decommissioning Department gave an eyebrow "Guests? Hey lady, in case you forgot we have your lab and gonna blow it to kingdom come. Not concerned, we're gonna burn your research hotter than the Nazi's burning books ritual?"

Cragg didn't seem bothered a bit. "I already got whatever I needed thanks to my husband, a shame but not a tragedy, well not as tragic as your fate soon to be."

The door from which Bright and Diana came and sealed the 610 instances got open revealing a mass of hungry twisting and inhumanly mutated flesh coming toward them.

"Aw, not these uglies again!" Bright whined at seeing the grotesque abominations yet again.

"Move it, Princesses! MOVE MOVE!" Alto ordered them to move, which they did before the immortal doctor recalled something.

"Wait! I forgot something." Jack quickly rushed into the lab, opened the fridge and surprisingly rushed with others.

"Kill me…" He came back holding a disembodied head that was still alive his lower cut of where the beheading happened attached to some sort of device that kept him alive

"Later after we don't become meat-diet food!" The amulet-wearing doctor told the bodiless head which he carried inside a half-opened bag he found in the lab.

Stanford caught off guard by seeing a living severed head carried by Bright exclaimed "WHAT THE- WHY DO YOU HAVE A SEVERED HEAD!?"

"I HAVE HOBBIES OTHER THAN CHAINSAWS AND TICKING EVERYONE OFF YOU KNOW! I'M A COMPLEX GUY"

Ford wanted to protest but recalled he still had the trigger so when the flesh monsters were passing over the lab he pushed the button, the explosive was far; however, not its fire rang, managing to set a few of the Flesh That Hates instances on flame as they screeched.

Screeched!

In addition to the group's luck, some of the fleshy abominations stopped feasting on the corpses of the dead soldiers giving them more of a head start.

Ford dropped the trigger, kept moving and once again gazed at the living headless man that Bright was carrying which for some reason Bright had and somehow that was the least insane thing he did today consider his rather unorthodox way of curing a transmute plague with another transmute plague; he will never understand the inner workings of Bright's mind that he was sure of.

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"Ach komm, wakey wakey fraulein, you should be awake by now." Herr Chirurg snapped his fingers near her face a bit, she should have been awake by now; however, she was not to his confusion.

He sighed and rubbed his nose as he looked away wondering what he had done wrong, he was sure he injected her with stimulators.

Unknown to the mad scientist, she was in fact alive and kept her eyes shut pretending to be still unconscious, when the German SCP looked away briefly she cautiously opened one eye and then slowly grabbed a surgical knife tool which she in a haste got up and flinging it at him.

"Ahek!" he exclaimed feeling something sharp hit her back

"You lousy nazi-trash bag Frankenstein reject!" she jumped and with both legs up she at the same time kicked him before he could turn back with the force of both of her boots one of which plunged the surgical knife further into his mismatched flesh making him pained. 'Good!' She bitterly thought.

The surgeon anomaly tried to get up only for him, feeling an object tight near his neck that was Adams using one of the medical tools' tubes to strangle him with all her might.

He jumped up and thrashed around to get her off but he was pushed with his back on the table Adams used his thrashing to pin him down on the surgical table and there she got her hands on a bone saw machine which she activated as it swirled and then pointed it's spinning saw at the German SCP threatening.

"Warten! Warten!" he yelled in German in alarm.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tear your neckie out!" she growled with her teeth.

"Gottverdammt fraulein, I'm on your side! I only unconsciously tricked you and your friend to deceive them!" He rapidly informed her while seeing the bone saw machine now instead of the neck getting dangerously close to his left eye.

In reality, due to his abnormal biology having stitched so many different body parts from others over the years he was sure he could survive even with his neck torn open, that didn't mean he was gonna enjoy the excruciating pain and besides, it was hard to replace necks or stitch it while it was bleeding much less find a suitable eye that is harp enough to compliment his job as a surgeon.

The SCP agent did not believe him and snarled "Horse crap! I saw your smug and evil face when you came with the Nazi!" even on the verge of unconsciousness she could clearly remember that ghastly malicious smug grin this freak of science had.

Herr Chirurg protested "That was just me being happy! It's just how I express myself!" to make his point he gave the same smug and evil smile and pointed at his own face with his index finger.

"See? Smug and evil!"

"YOU HAD A BONESAW IN YOUR HAND!" Adams bemoaned sharply.

"SO!? I'm a doktor and a surgeon!" he objected in indignation with a hand on his chest.

"Then why exactly are you, not their allies? The file said you used to work for them during the Third Reich."

He spat in annoyance "Blah! Boring Übermensch ideological nonsense if you ask me!" he shook off with a condescending tone "I only did it to fund my research, all that dummkopf ideas about 'blonde hair' and 'purity of the race' are nothing but boresome rants of a failed insecure Austria artist."

"Is that why you re-joined those KKK-looking wretches again?" Adams was still unconvinced and suspicious of the accused with side eyes. "Last I recall, you were thought kidnapped by Chaos Insurgency during the mass containment breaches, yet here you are helping the agenda of fascism once again with no care about what's in tales''

Herr Chirurg's features sharpen at that accusation and objected "As hard as you may believe frauline, it was not because of self-centered pride(though I admit it is nice researching without moral dilemma) or believing in any of that hogwash that comes from their foul mouths." His features then softened a bit and said something in such sincerity that it caught her off guard. "It's…for a personal reason." her face demanded elaboration so he with a sigh elaborated "As you may or may not know, I need to replace my organs oftentimes as they degenerate fast, normally I could have cared less and in fact proud of it but….my fiance didn't like the idea of me keep harvesting organs of others so we are on a…break." He then added further "Before you ask, yes I did try to get help from the Foundation in reversing my condition, yet ever since the reforms the Foundation became squirmish with a lot of red tape, not to mention as I found out Sarkicism is my way in no longer needing harvesting but you skippers would never dare experimenting with sarkic magic even before the reforms so I took the chance." he resigned "Besides, it was either rejoining my old acquaintances or get captured by the Insurgency and sold as a freakshow, so is not like I had much of a choice."

Despite all that Adams heard, none were as surprising to her as the question she was going to ask "...you have a fiance?" She found it really hard to believe that anyone would consider Herr Chirurg who looks straight out of a Frankenstein monster as attractive enough to date, or maybe it is one of the sentient anomalies the Foundation has?

That made the anahuman surgeon frown and in offense remarked "I have you know, I'm a delight to be around with! All Foundation's top scientists think that."

"Oh yeah, as if half of the eggheads in Foundation aren't lunatics."Adams rolled her eyes, now recalling half of the geniuses in Foundation are indeed lunatics to her ever-growing headache.

"Besides, you would be a dummkopf if you think I didn't expect your violent reaction." Herr Chirurg informed Adams as he gazed down which Adams followed by and saw a surgical knife just an inch away from her abdomen. "I assure you, as a chirurg I know exactly what organs I should puncture."

She then lost her hold on the surgeon SCP, put the bone saw machine away, and got off him while he stood up though she still cautiously eyed him in case it's all proven to be a trick thus both sides gradually put their weapons down.

"If you're not their side, why don't you start bringing my partner back," Adams told the Surgeon with a nod then moved only to stop as he then cringed remembering something.

"Oops." he realized and said.

Adams did not like the sound of that and shook her hands "What do you mean 'oops'? No oops! We don't need oops!"

He then explained with a stretched mouth to show his cringe "Well you see ... .your Umbermech friend due to his physiology had to be drugged with…something powerful while my so-called colleagues were looking to keep asleep."

" How powerful?" she sharply questioned.

He gave a nervous chuckle making a poor attempt at a joke "That was not medicine…" he then showed why he said 'Oops' by showing the writing on it and that made her very bristled.

"You…you tranquilize him to what amount is used on ELEPHANTS!?! GRGA!" she outraged hard and facepalmed "Please tell me you at least have my guns?"

"Well, there is that and that shield you used if you want." The anomalous Surgeon told her.

---

"What is THIS!?" General Elias roared with a fist thumbed at the table hard with his desk looking scowly at Doctor Cragg's face through a monitor as he ranted "Blue Type test subject is dead, SCP-610 instances are on loose and to top it all off; our information center is polluted and we lost our plague samples in the lab!'' Meanwhile, a bald man, a representative from the Fascist Council of the Occult wearing a formal Italian uniform was present near Elias listening sharply.

Cragg then showed her her USB drive "No need to fret general, I had all my research copied here," She then put the USB away "Though unfortunately…I quit so you can't have it, sorry not sorry." she self-assuredly said making Elias fum with gritted teeth.

" What, did you say fraulein?" His voice was deceptively calm and polite underlining the outrage, though if Cragg was there physically present he would have no qualm choking a woman with his own hands.

Madison, not feeling intimidated, even a bit rather bored, replied "Ich gebe auf if your English has been rusted, been thinking of doing that but the opportunity just never came." She shrugged off "Well, that was until Skippers came in giving the perfect opportunity."

Fascist Council of the Occult representatives felt the need to intervene "But why? We gave you all the resources for your research"

She sighed "You, Obskurakorps, Foundation and Insurgency frankly bore me. So self-righteous, so pretentious." she sardonically continued "You talk about righteousness, but the moment it is convenient to advance your agendas any of you drop it by a hat. Me? I prefer not being chained by causes, especially one as idiotic as yours." she idly added and gave a ghost of a smile seeing Elias' temper barely contained.

"I'm not one talking about ethics and all those relative and ever-changing and frankly boring concepts mankind has been waging wars over frivolously like monkeys throwing their dungs at each other. Every geneticist worth their salt knows genetic diversity is needed and beneficial for the continuation of the species, something you crone heads simply have helmets too thick to understand."

"Hoy!" Someone else objected and there was the third person who was a Texan wearing a ridiculous white robe and hood who was the leader of a KKK anomalous gang in Texas, from the flat stare Elias and the Italian representative gave it was clear no one took him and his boys seriously.

"I reckon' the only thing ya need is all in the holy creation magazine! It's the paraphrased word of God!" the Texan said proudly oblivious of the flat stares he was getting from everyone.

Craggs drily commented unimpressed "Uh huh, sorry if I'm not convinced from a hippy Texan wearing a Halloween Ghost Costume."

"Creationist Yankee…" Elias muttered himself in disdain.

"THAT SETTLES IT! THE COWWOMAN GETS THE CROSS! NO ONE INSULTS THE ATTIRE" The Texan shouted in indignation.

The bald representative then retorted to not have the overly stereotypical Texan make a fool out of himself any further "Then what about SCP-3288? I thought you said by studying it you would find a method to keep the genetic purity without deformity or physiological effects."

She scoffed "The Aristocrats only continue to live despite their genetic deformity thanks to ugh magic," her scientific mindset sneered at wording magic. "Only kept them to study the effects of deformity in inbreeding. Should have been living examples of the folly of your flawed and failed ideology, but you jackboots were so far in your own rectum you would spat on reality, the lesson here kids? Between Ideology and science, science always wins." she then rubbed the salt for the last time "Oh, I also kept them to see your wrinkled faces cringed every time they are mentioned."

Elias finally lost his cool and his hands shaken and turned into fists in rage as he snarled and got up "I should have known traitors like you who switch sides as regularly as changing clothes are only good for target practice, you disloyal blood-tainted MAGGOT SWINE!"

She laughed at his furious look, serving to piss him off further "I already did, ta-da." She mockingly waved and shut down the monitor.

Elias roared in anger and broke the monitor by throwing his chair at it as he cursed foul in German.

The bald man sighed and told him to see reason with a hand on his shoulder "Don't waste your energy for temper tantrums comrade, keep it for dealing with the invaders and traitors."

He exhaled and calmed his nerves a bit "You're right comrade, time for fun is over. Time for pest control." he muttered hatefully.

The KKK leader was over-enthusiastic "We gonna bring the cross, ready the shotgun and gonna burn those dirty- "

"ALRIGHT! YOU NEED TO CHILL!" the Italian representative shouted at the Texan before he said something not even he and the Nazi would approve of.

"Why did we let these bed sheets wearing Yankee dummkopfs here again?" Elias asked as he faced palms, he was starting to see why Craggs decided to bail out if he was willing to surround himself with these dummkopfs.

---

Connection….

6%...29%...69%...98%...100%

Connection made.

Madison: Did you corrupt the system?

Nathan: Yep, along with controlling the Wizard and letting the experiments out to give us more time.

Madison: You…didn't free Experiment #38 did you?

Nathan: Oh give me a bit of credit honey, I may not be as bright as you but even I know better than to let that interdimensional hunger maw out. You worry about your research, let me worry about the technical.

Madison: Right then, get ready the chopper.

Connection ended.

---

Bang

Bang

Bang

Clef and Ford kept shooting at the 610 instances with their shotguns and blasters respectively at the horde of hungry flesh covering for the group while Stan and Bright carried Seras with the per Chompy growling at the flesh abominations as the whole collective were running away from them.

Clef's next shot was empty and only clicked so he then began reloading fast while telling Stanford to use the Quantum Destabilizer which he was carrying on his back "Come on geezer, use that magnificent death ray you made and destabilize those suckers' atoms to pieces!"

Ford snapped in frustration "I would, except it is only one shot and the only power source stable enough to power it is an element called NowUSeeItNowUDon'tTium which is very hard to find in this dimension and oh, someone wasted that shot for prying on people's STUFF!" he said it loudly and gave a dirty look at Bright who gave an abashed expression recalling when yesterday he nearly vaporized Clef messing with Ford's stuff.

Alto was more flabbergasted by the name given to an element than worried by the direness of the situation and gave a look at the six-fingered Pines "Seriously? Who names an element used for a death ray 'Now U See It Now Don't Tium'?"

"Alternate dimension Mcgucket named it, don't ask me why!" he then blasted one flesh monster that was getting too close to him while Clef loaded his gun with an audible loading sound and continued shooting.

As the group on the way kept running from the hungry swarm of flesh Clef saw a control panel he shot it making it sparkle and then a metal door came down separating the group from the Cronenberg zombies.

"AAAGH!" Diana suddenly screamed in pain and suddenly something burst from her back tearing through her clothes.

Bones crunching

Two insectoid limbs like praying mantis front arms burst from her back looking shiny with a copper color then their sharp tip hitting the floor causing Bright and Stan to immediately leave their hold on Diana and step back.

"WHAT IN NON-EXISTING JEWISH HELL!?!"

"DAMNATION!"

Both Stan and Ford respectively exclaimed at seeing this graphic transformation.

Bright winced at that rather graphic scene.

"Ooooh, that's not good."

Clef's first instinct was to point his gun at Diana but both the Stans immediately blocked his way

"WHOA WHOA! EASY TRIGGER HAPPY COWBOY!" Stan with his hands waved at the gunpoint.

Clef annoyed snapped "Am I the only sane person not wanting to get eaten by a prey mantis flesh zombie!?"

Despite all of Diana's pain, she managed to hoarse a response.

"I'm still me, asshole!" before dropping her face to the ground.

"Never mind, she is still herself." Clef saw that as confirmation that Diana was still herself and put his guns away from Diana.

"Is she….like a Sarkite now?" Stanley unsure, asked.

"I'm not sure I would even categorize it as Sarkicism or any known form of carnomancy," Clef replied.

Bright carefully examined the extra limbs "There's nothing usual about her condition, Sarkics don't just suddenly learn how to grow extra limbs by injecting themselves with Cronenberg viruses and look, it's biomechanical in nature." he touched one of the insectoid limbs and even smacked gently showing that it was making audible sounds similar to hitting a metal.

It was one of the few times Bright and Clef where they were puzzled and that alone spoke volumes to the Stans on how unusual Diana's condition is.

Bright sputtered random speculation "I think, I don't know how but somehow the Clockwork and Flesh That Hate viruses… merged together in how they changed her body during their fighting over each other while at the same time forcing her body to transform in unnatural ways, this is like one in a billion!" he gestured toward her.

Ford recalled Bright calling Diana's extra insectoid limbs biomechanical "She's a cyborg now?? like, Jacob?"

"Ehhhh, more techno-organic I reckon." he unsurely moved a hand left and right to make his point further in a 'So-so' motion.

"Damn." Stanley whistled.

"Then why is she in so much pain?" Sixer asked once more.

That was when Clef began elaborating "Sarkics for example, the first thing they learn before learning how to bend their flesh is how to do it safely and suppress pain receptors," he then made a rather graphic explanation of that "Imagine your bones crack and your fleshy bites just grinding on top of each as the mass is moving somewhere."

Both Elder Pines winced at the graphic description, now seeing why their Niece-In-Law was in such agony.

Two soldiers appeared coming with their guns trained on them which Ford and Clef reacted by turning back and immediately shot them dead before shooting.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Unholy Shrieks

The sound of clunks and moans was heard at the door signaling the flesh zombies were stumping, dashing and kicking trying to pass over the door.

"We should go before we have fresh sushi for dinner," Bright noted.

"Works for me." Clef shrugged in agreement.

The group continue walking fast with Stan and Bright continue carrying the weakened Diana with her metallic mantis limbs dragging across the ground.

"Where are the 343-damned Power Rangers when we need them!?" Bright bristled at not having Samsara to aid them.

---

Boom!

The wall exploded and from there, the Samsara rushed in with their very advanced rifles holding and ready. That was when they found themselves with the sight of a swarm of hungry mutated flesh straight out of Cronenberg's darkest dreams howling and coming toward their new prey.

Normally the normal reaction would be freaking out or staying alert, but these were the Samsara who are already used to dealing with way worse so for them it was more annoyance than worry knowing their detour just took them from one brand of horror to another.

Irantus sighed annoyed by dealing with more anomalous horrors "Huh, looks like we have to do pesticide, and change the mood to incinerators."

They changed their weapons' mode to incinerators and began shooting flames as the fleshy grotesque shrieked from the fire as the Samsara continued doing 'Pesticide'.

---

On their way, they have to deal with armed Nazis and Fascists though it was still a significant improvement from dealing with grotesque abominations.

While Ford and Clef dealt with the soldiers on their way, to Stan and Bright's alarm Diana's body was starting to feel cold and slack.

"Come on, come on, snap out of it." Stan snapped his fingers near her face to get a reaction which barely happened.

"Hey hey! Don't go cold turkey!" Bright slapped her to stop her from sleeping which didn't work as much as he hoped.

" Leave….I will only slow everyone down…" Diane, sickly with a cough, told others to leave her feeling her body eroding.

Stanley was not having it and snapped at her "Hey! You have kids to worry about, I will be damned letting those brats become orphans!'' Then when he said it, an idea crept into his mind as his expression suddenly changed into a faux mischievously. Being a con-man he was good at bluffing and he was gonna do a bluffing that would make Diana stay awake and likely result in him getting strangled to death by his enraged niece-in-law.

"You know, it won't be so bad if my nephew and his uptight wife are out of the picture..." he faked like he was actually contemplating it with a faux smug tone.

"Uh, what're you doing dude?" Bright asked apprehensively, either didn't know what Stanley was doing or knew and did not approve of trying to rile up a lady who had freaking mantis limbs on her back dangling with a metal shell and likely sharp enough to cut a man in half.

" Oh think of allllll the dangerous environments we can put and traumatize into!"

Stanford holding his blaster heard this, knowing his twin the best, knew what he was trying to and he found it very unwise "Stanley…"

"We're gonna teach them more than money counterfeiting! I'm gonna teach them to swindle and drain the money out of gullible suckers!"

"Stanley…!" Ford's voice started to get more alarmed and that was when Clef took a glance getting curious at what was going on.

"Fordsy here gonna teach them nuclear physics to make their own Nuclear Toy Ray Gun!"

"STANLEY!" This time Ford raised his voice louder and yet Stanley kept ignoring his warnings.

Clef realized Stanley was using reverse psychology and grinned. Oh, this was gonna be entertaining.

"And I'm gonna keep forcing Dipper to wear a wolf costume and have Mabel go around pickpocketing the suckers!"

Stanley didn't mind his twin's growing alarm and grinned "And the best part?" he came closer and half-whispered in Diana's ear.

"We would be their legal guardians once you and Jacob are gone."

Her eyes shrank and his expression changed from tiredness to fury and recoiling from the very idea of Dipper and Mabel being raised by the Stans as her exhaustion was overridden by a new drive to not let the Stans become her children's legal guardians.

ROAR

She let out an animalistic roar and her extra limbs came back to life which made the Elder Pines back away and Bright reared back from carrying her as her left arm changed into a tendril which stretched fast like a shooting frog tongue grabbing a MAC-10 from a dead Fascist Coalition trooper that Clef killed, then coming back and putting the gun in her other hand and then she pointed at the Stans.

"WAIT- HOLD ON A- I DIDN'T MEAN!- " Both Stans alarmed shouted in no awhile as the weapon shot and the insectoid saws came down.

BANG BANG BANG BANG!

The Stans shield themselves with their own hands in a fruitless endeavor to block the bullets and the sharp claws, except the bullets and the claws never hit them they found out why when puzzled they looked back and saw three dead soldiers from behind who was coming at them some shot some eviscerated by the launching metallic claws.

Then, they stared back and saw the panting Diana.

The conman Pines was the first to speak rather apprehensively "...I was just trying to rile you up, you know, I didn't mean any of that." he said while holding a hand with its palm open in surrender.

Clef glanced back and forth whistling, like a woman who could handle a gun.

"Jacob is one lucky bastard," he muttered to himself.

Bright snorted, "Guess we know who is the dominant one."

Suddenly, the lights of the building went off and on and the group was surprised by the sudden appearance of a certain possessed Pines with his glowing wizard staff that glowed menacingly so did his eyes, speak the devil and he will appear.

"OH S- !" Before Bright could finish his curse a thaumaturgical pulse of energy sent everyone flying and falling back like being hit by an invisible punch.

Clef being a reality sink reduced the aetheric attack, he still was jolted away but not as much as others so he was the first to quickly jump back up with his gun ready, yet these mere moments were enough for the possessor thaumaturge now holding Stanley hostage with his staff transformer into a lightning power sword that can sharp through steel like a hot knife on a paper.

The Possessee Pines hissed with a voice that sounded like Jacob, yet all wrong "One step and he is sliced and diced!"

" 'Sliced and diced'? What are you? 90s kid?" Clef mockingly jeered.

Stanley complained and nearly rolled his eyes. "Oh great, I'm getting killed by nerds."

"You think I wouldn't hesitate shooting you? Maybe I decide to shoot through the washed-up conman, trust me he is more trouble than he is worth." Alto sneered.

"Oh screw you! I would have given you a certain gesture if my life wasn't on the line here!" Stanley growled at the ex-GOC in irritation while sniffing at the power sword near his neck that pulsed with energy.

"You may be, but what about his twin? Will he stay your friend if you kill his twin and his nephew?"

Just then, Bright and Ford got up and Ford's immediate reaction was to try to point his blaster at the one threatening his twin brother.

"na ah ah! Point it and we have a Pines with a losed head! And I'm not that kind of magician who can reattach it!" The Neurocracker threatened and the scientist Pines stopped mid when he almost pointed his blaster.

"Gentlemen, my nephew is a wizard." Even in such a dire situation, the conman Pines couldn't help but crack jokes.

In a flash, a metallic limb came hitting the surprised possessed thaumaturge backhanded which led to Stan getting free off him, though the possessed Pines didn't drop and still stood on two legs despite the attack moving him away.

The Neurocracker was flabbergasted at seeing the attack was from Diane who did not become a fleshy abomination by Flesh That Hates "You!? You were supposed to turn!" he sputtered.

"And you are in bloody trouble, mister!" she said scornfully like she was belittling her husband.

The controlled thaumaturge surged at her so did she, both sides gave blows and while doing so she managed to dodge a few attacks, took a turn and with both extra limbs she pushed him in a spin hence he was thrown and hit a cargo door smacking it open, despite that he got up like a puppet controlled by a puppeteered with an unhinged smile looking at Seras who was increasingly snarling and panting like a raging animal at whoever dared to puppeteer her husband.

The new room was a waste where weapons, ammo and even vehicles were stored and unluckily that was when General Elias and his allies with their forces were there.

"EXECUTE THEM IMMEDIATELY!" Elias barked orders which the soldiers followed and shot.

Diana jumped away from the fire whereas the mind-controlled Pines commanded his power sword to revert as a staff and then made an energy field that defected the bullets

"Hehe, being a wizard is fun!" he cackled and then shot bolts of lightning turning 3 troops into crisps.

One of the soldiers had a bazooka which he shot and came for him when his shield exploded and overloaded the shield so he then ran fast away from the shootings.

Meanwhile, the Foundation Doctors and the Elder Pines came in for Diana joining the fight and when they were coming they had a surprised greeting from a couple of white bedsheet-wearing hillbillies who upon seeing them fired so the group scattered and used the containers and junk in the shelves as protection not before Stan yelp when a lucky shot hit his revolver and lost it.

"CRAP!" Stanley cursed until Clef tossed the shotgun revolver he had to him which he grabbed grinning "Not a bad trade I would say." He chirped, being glad to have the same awesome weapon he saw Alto use on the enemies.

The leader of the KKK group with a thick Texan tone holding a side arm slurred "Who is interrupting the gathering here!?"

"I'm the devil, who's asking!?" the ex-GOC taunted.

" The Devil? He's not welcome heeeere!"

Jack hiding inside a container slightly got his head up asking Alto incredulously "You're really calling yourself the devil here!? Shot!" he immediately cursed as a group of Fascists jumped on him.

Stan and Ford tried helping Bright but then a fascist driving a jeep drove toward them making them jump away to not get crashed, the car then turned back to crash on them which both Stans responded with Ford's Blaster shot through the glass and kill the driver in the head and Ley shooting a modified bullet from the Shotgun Revolver hit its right front tire causing it to explode into elastic and scrapes thus the car spun upon from crash skiing on the ground so the Pines Brothers jumped away from the coming crash as the car finally stopped by hitting hard into a wall.

"Heck yeah! Pines Power!" Stan cheered at this coordinating shooting with his twin brother who nodded as well until the mass onslaught of shootings from other soldiers caused them to back away and take cover.

The soldiers held Bright to the ground as he struggled with futility.

"Hey, slow down boys! Ever heard of Police Brutality!?" Bright grunted as he was then held up in front of a smirking douche of a fascist.

"Any last word, Foundation scum?" He held a pistol near his head.

Jack felt like he was thinking and murmuring before he decided what his 'Last Word' was gonna be: "Chainsaws awesome." the immortal doctor then winks.

Suddenly from sleeves on wrists metallic contraptions with sharp edges came respectively.

"Cosa?" the douche said 'what' in Italy flat-footed by what he said and then suddenly appeared contraption.

Before any of the enemies could process it, the contraption's sharp edges moved fast with a screeching sound that was an unmistakable sound like a chainsaw activated and then Bright moved his hands saw-slash them in a spin.

SAWING!

Limbs and body parts were sawed by the chainsaw wrist as the soldiers holding him screamed in pain the douche fired but the bullets hit the other dropping screaming soldiers, then Bright ripped the one troop in front of him in half and charged the now shocked douche before eviscerating him from elbow to down.

Soon a red puddle from their blood spilling, gore splatting, bodies mauled and limbs cut off until all was left was a manic-looking Bright covered in blood with chainsaw wrists with mutilated bodies of dead fascists and a puddle of blood and gore.

Ford had just come to aid Jack, startled by this graphic scene "...how long did you have that?" he questioned as he stared at the lunatic with chainsaws and blinked once or twice to make sure he saw that the normally jovial and friendly doctor did something that you usually see in gorefest movies.

"Long enough." He shrugged nonchalantly as if he wasn't being covered in blood and gore.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side." Ford was daring enough to face an interdimensional nacho devil and Alto Clef the Devil of Foundation but Jack Bright with Chainsaws? No thanks, he saw how scary Bright could be with a Chainsaw Cannon during that night in the Shack he certainly was not gonna take chances with Bright-wearing chainsaw wrists.

"WHAT KIND OF WAHNSINNIG DOCTOR HAS CHAINSAW WRISTS!?!" Elias roared in disbelief and outrage holding a Military Telescope.

"They're Foundation, they employ madmen in their ranks!" the Italian representative grumbled.

With no warning, a humanoid figure in a blur came toward Stanford before either he or Jack could process and worse he dropped his blaster from how fast the attack was.

Ford was dragged fast away from the immortal doctor's help realizing he was grabbed by his possessed nephew and hit something on his back before he could react and even if Bright was close he was now running away from mass shootings from enemy soldiers targeting him.

CRACK!

The possessed Pines wearing a savage grin was up near Stanford holding him by his throat and slamming him so hard at the mirror of the jeep that there were signs of bending of the skeleton of the car's door and its window shattered with pieces exploding and a few to Stanford's pain penetrated on his back not to mention the sheer force of the slam, they were the least of his worries as of current.

Quickly, Ford in an instinctive reaction brought a second blaster and put it near the Possessed Thaumaturge's head, the possessed Pines still grinning dementedly then in malicious taunt gently grabbed the hand that held the gun from one still holding the Sigil Machine and slowly brought it closer to his head while one finger was forcing Ford's trigger finger into pulling the trigger, Ford resisted not wanting to kill his nephew a fact that the Neurocracker took advantage of as the weapon getting dangerously close until the blaster charged enough from its shooting head fuming to the point of making the skin under Jacob's chin bristled front the tough and that was when the scientist Pines panicked. Jacob may be a cyborg with limited sarkic healing but even then he doubts that he would survive a superheated plasma hit directly at his brain, he desperately tries to hold off the trigger as the Possessed Pines grinned unhinged glee savoring his desperation.

Pierced

Something spiky pierced Jacob's arm, the one that held the gun, the Neurocracker looked at it dumbly until the spiked limb then retracted back and like a fish on a hook tossed him away.

The spiky being ended up being the panting Diana. "GET UP!" She grabbed Ford by his arm to stand up.

BOOM!

The possessed Jacob got up floating from the explosion of electricity with his eyes glowing and cackling with electricity. A couple of the soldiers shot at him; however, all the bullets before hitting him seemed to deflect by making a magnetic shield around him, next, he pulled his staff up and suddenly containers, junk and stuff floated up telekinetically which he then began throwing them at the soldiers and Ford and Diana all of whom began moving and ducking away from the impacts except a few unfortunate soldiers including one crushed under the weight of half-made care and the other all over his body by the projectile nails.

On the other side, Clef decided to have fun with Halloween Ghost clothing weirdos HEY SHEET BOYS!" He shouted in ridicule of the KKK to get their attention.

He reloads a grenade launcher attached to his shotgun "HAVE SOME PURIFICATION IN HOLY FIRE!" the shots and the grenade upon hitting a fuel tank up in the shelves that was leaking thanks to a few shots making holes in it thus it exploded with the leaking fuels set on fire setting the KKK in flames.

"THE BURNING! THE BURNING!" Their leader was currently screaming and running around inflamed and he was in the line of fire so one of the shots from friendly fire shot his legs making him fall, he continued to die screaming from the burning like a dying cockroach.

"Remind me again, why did we let those idioti del villaggio come again?" The Italian bald fascists muttered unimpressed seeing how easily Clef was slaughtering them, the Nazi general also shared his expression as well muttering something like 'Good Riddance to those inbred hicks.' or something like that in German with less kind words.

Stan and Diane ran and dodged the lighting coming after them from the possessed thaumaturge with Diana using his insectoid metallic extra limbs on her back to take jumps on the ground using them as extra legs, on the way Ford blasted a few stormtroopers that on the way tried shooting at them with one impaled by Diana's insectoid spiky limbs and other got fried inside his own armor by one of the firing lightings.

Fortunately for the duo the possessed Pines was now distracted by an incoming missile which he had to flow away so as the coming shots as even his shields had a limit on how much they could take for so long that was when the duo took cover behind a fallen shelve.

"We can't keep this up, we have to free him!" Diana told Ford.

"I may be able to." he then held his right wrist, he put off his sleeve revealing a wearable computer, he pushed some buttons and touched the screen as he was doing something techy.

"If Jacob is being mind controlled, there should be a signal…" he hypothesized as he then his screen beeped.

"There! I can't triangulate the specific coordination, but I know they're somewhere up in the floor at east coming toward a landing spot."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna get my husband back, and then, I'll use their heads as bowling balls!" she hissed rather animistically then she jumped with her extra legs running toward the place he told the Neurocracker is.

"Wait! There're- !" he tried warning Diana before jumping to her but then interrupted by shooting, making him go back to his hiding place.

Stanley kept shooting at the enemies and he was falling in love with the gun that Clef gave him, its bolter bullets could penetrate armor by a controlled explosion causing holes to open on the target and at times even exploding limbs and body parts despite the protection.

While he was shooting, his pet dinosaur jumped from his shoulders and was sinking his teeth and claws at a struggling Fascist on the ground and despite his struggles, Chompy managed to tear his neck apart.

A stormtrooper died with a hole burning through his left eye apart from his gas mask and helmet. "God you're becoming my favorite!" Stan kissed the gun in appreciation.

Hollered

Chompy hollered as if it was jealous of its parent giving more attention to an inanimate object than it as the Compsognathus looked at him dumbly.

"Yeah yeah, you're my favorite too." he rolled his eyes.

Bang Bang Bang

Massive results in Stan and Chompy's leap to take cover from behind fallen containers, when he looked to his left with his back to his cover he met a bloodied lunatic in doctor clothes making him startled.

"ARGH! You nearly gave me a heart attack, man!" Stanley held a hand on his chest realizing it was Bright who had bloodied non-active chainsaw wrists And why the heck are you covered in blood!?" He noted to his perplexion that Bright was indeed covered in blood.

The immortal doctor chuckled "Oh you know, testing my chainsaw wrists by ripping off an anime and badassing!"

"Fighting firearms with chainsaws? Suicidal Much nutjob?" The conman Pines sarcastically remarked.

The Foundation doctor rather gleefully replied as if that was something to be honored with "What can I say? I always find new ways of being killed Stanny, I'm practically the king of suicide!"

Stanley looked blankly not sure what to say to that egregious statement "...You're even nuttier than Bill."

Bright took that as a compliment as he took something from a dead trooper near him "Why thank you! I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I was outdone by some one-eye nacho!" It was a grenade which he opened its safety pin using his teeth and then threw at the group that were trying to shoot at them and were getting closer.

"Granate!" someone shouted in German.

The troopers upon seeing the coming grenade quickly dispersed away from its explosion radius.

Boom

Bright nudged Stan to follow him which he did so did his pet dinosaur that was now on his shoulder.

"Where are we going? Aren't we supposed to help others?" Stan asked which Bright scoffed.

"Oh, Clef is a grown-ass man, situations like him are like heaven for him."

He was right as of now Clef with a maniacal grin was tearing through the KKK like a shark smelling blood and laughing maniacally.

"WHY DIDN'T I STAY IN THE RANCH!?!" one of the KKK cursed himself for not staying back in Texas and doing honest work on the farm before being overkilled by Clef by fitting a grenade into his mouth and then shoving him to other KKK using the terrified ex-farmer as a human bomb on the soon to be dead soldiers.

Bright and Stan heard the explosion but ignored it. Bright mischievously added "Besides this is one of the places where they keep the cool things and capture anomalous tech! There should be something badass here!" they were now deep in with little space as Jack giggled like an idiot looking for a toy in the toyshop.

"Come on, come on, come on!" he kept muttering as he checked quickly passing a few vehicles until he eyed something beautiful, well relatively beautiful to him. "Oh HELL YES!"

It was the horrible amalgam of ten thousand different Things That Should Not Be covered in a blanket with two legs and egg-shaped.

This unholy contraption had the designation 'SCP-244-ARC' on its cover.

"Hehehehe. HEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!'' Bright laughed out loud like a mad scientist standing over their new Frankestein's monster, except in Bright's case, he was simply staring at the contraption, and he simply looked like a moron.

"YES! YES! THIS IS PERFECT!!!" He continued to rub his hands together as if he had just found gold.

"... I know I'm gonna regret this, but what you're so excited about, chuckles?" Stan's question only seemed to prompt Bright to laugh even more, as his cackling echoed.

Bright stared at him with crazy eyes, as he placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Chaos, Stanny boy. Pure, Undiluted Chaos!" He exclaimed dramatically before pulling away. "And you wanna know what blooms in chaos!?"

"… What—"

"MORE CHAOS!" He screamed out before turning to the door, not even letting any of the Pines finish asking any questions leaving him befuddled.

"Which also means this is the perfect opportunity!" Bright rubbed his hands together, giddy with excitement. "for THIS horrible amalgam of ten thousand different Things That Should Not Be once piloted by a sentient dog for a test drive!"

Stanley dumbly watched as the amulet-wearing Doctor kicked open the chamber door before practically skipping into it. "Oh, wait for me guys, I'M COMING!"

Stan only knew Bright for a few days and he already hates him "Why do I always get with lunatics?" He asked God why this keep happening to him.

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Agent Adams and Herr Chirurg had to carry Samson Sachs by shoulder thanks to the anomalous surgeon drugging him to what was the amount which is used on elephants and still unconscious.

Their progress was slow thanks to the unconscious superhuman being so heavy, though thankfully there weren't any soldiers as there seemed to be commotion going on

"Fritz," Adams grunted "Can you explain what's the point of replacing body parts when you're simply as physically weak as me?" she whined, Sachs, being a beefed-up muscular anahuman made carrying him difficult.

Stan only knew Bright for a few days and he already hates him "Why do I always get with lunatics?" He asked God why this keep happening to him.

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"I forgot to mention Frauline, there are a few dangerous anomalies here, including ones we're gonna pass by."

Adams snorted and nearly rolled her eyes at what she expected to hear "Oh goodie, what other strange dangers do they have other than killer robots and surgeon crabs?"

"Of one of which in our way we'll see are SCP-3288.'' The SCP surgeon expected Adams to recognize that scp, but to his surprise, she did not.

"The Aristokrats?" he said to jog her memory yet all she did was shrug in ignorance. "Man-eaters who feast on the poor literally?"

Baffled, he asked how a venerated Foundation agent didn't recognize the nickname or the number "How do you not know them??"

Adams sighed expectedly "Fritz, there are thousands of SCPs and even those I remember I can't remember their designation, do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?"

Seeing Adams was indeed ignorant of this SCP he decided to explain it to her like a college professor explaining a wayward student.

"In 1938, the Nazi found one of the hidden underground pockets of a cabal of mutated subspecies of dynastical debauched elitists which Foundation knows as SCP-3288 who even the Nazi found them too evil for their taste."

" 'Too evil' for even the Nazis, you say?" that piqued Adams's interest.

He nodded "Let's just say in 1938 after the Nazis conquered Austria a certain Austrian painter was SO OFFENDED by how they claimed to be 'genetically pure' and didn't like seeing the end product of genetic purity that he ordered their extermination" he then couldn't help himself but chuckle recalling that and mused.

"Oh, you should have seen the tantrum that wahnhafter insecure creep made! He even ordered Obskurakorps to capture some and neutralize whatever magic kept them binding so they suffer the side effects of being a result of centuries of inbreeding. '' he stopped as he frowned from seeing what was before them.

"-That's odd, their cells are open."

They were opened glass cells inside which looked like the 18th-century pompous style you expect to find in an antique old penthouse that housed highborns with Victorian-era architecture though with a hint of gothic to give a sinister feel.

Yet, that was not the main thing that caught Adams's undivided attention.

Bones and skulls with clothing pieces which were clearly of human remains were on the table on the dishes as if the humans were being served like cuisines and there were blood stains on the table and some parts of these cells as well. The most alarming was outside of the cell with the fresh corpses of dead guards and technicians that looked like they were chewed or bitten parts of their bodies from one laying the ground whose entire upper body was gone save for blood and intestines laying there to a headless one lie near an opened door with a right boney arm with half of the said arm disappeared leaving broken bone protruding from it.

Her instincts screamed at her this was a trap and she was gonna grab his pistol until a giant polydactyly from behind came and grabbed in doing so as she struggled she dropped her pistol and got off the ground held up by the sinister hand meanwhile two and three humanoids jumped on Herr Chirurg before he had the chance to react holding him from struggling while the still unconscious Sachs was dropped on the ground no longer having the Surgeon or the agent to carry him.

"Tsk tsk, and here I thought plebeians were supposed to be good at running." the haughty voice of the being who held Adams condescending said.

Adams got a good look as she and her surgical companion were held captive by their attackers.

They were SCP-3288 instances of the Aristocrats.

Wearing clothes which took an educated guess from the duo to be from Habsburg court society dressed in the fashion of 18th-century nobility with wigs.

They were as disgusting as sin, just looking at them made Adams feel nauseous; deformed to an inhumane degree, hairless and had chalk-white skin and arms twice as long as a human's and ended in polydactyly hands covered in cracked enamel plates.

Some were human-sized, some short due to their hunchback and some larger than an average human for how obese they were with the largest that grabbed her being the size of a giraffe.

The most repugnant part was their giant mouth with grotesque jutting jaws filled with uneven huge teeth.

'I'm starting to think maybe Fritz is not so hideous after all….' she thought in utter repulsion, these deformed abominations made Herr Chirurg look attractive from the sheer repulsiveness of their appearance, though she mused that Stanford too has polydactyly hands though at least Stanford is not some super evil rich literal blue blood and looks handsome, well to be fair anyone looks handsome compare to these deformed humanoids.

Despite their disfigured look, they were surprisingly stronger than normal humans considering how powerful their grip was enough to hold them captive.

Herr Chiuriug knew the biggest and most obese of them all to be their patriarch, their Emperor wearing much fancier clothing that was befitting of a general with an even more ridiculous wig hat and he unlike Adams was less worried about being eaten and visibly showed his sneered in disgust at them.

The Emperor licked his lip and evilly in a haughty tone said "Looks like we have more low-class to have the pleasure of being served to their betters." he looked and analyzed Adams to her discomfort like she was a chicken held by the butcher waiting for the cleaver and analyzed to see if the meat would be good quality "Not bad, not bad, certainly fitter than the other peasants our host fed our proud house.'' One of his minions was currently poking at Sachs with a knife salivating at tasting his muscular flesh not knowing his skin was too hard to be penetrated by knives much less his teeth or nails.

The anomalous doctor, not intimidated with a disparaging smile, retorted "Uh huh, being the result of centuries of inbreeding, your mutters must be proud. Or was it your aunts? I couldn't tell from which side you got your ugliness with how much of a convoluted family tree you have." he mocked.

That caused the Emperor to frown and Adams gave a look to the surgeon that said 'What are you doing?'.

The Surgeon SCP not paying attention to her silent message continued roasting the Aristocrats "I bet those sweat goblins on the so-called 'internet' would immediately lose their incorrigible taste if they got to take a look and saw your inbred faces oozing with fat and ugh," He rolled his eyes while Adams tried failed to not laugh at the insulted faces of these inbred abominations "With your grotesque jutting jaws and polydactyly you make any beauty surgeons weep, no wonder all you Aristokrats can ever hope to get in a woman's love is that your sisters and aunts."

That made the disfigured humanoids growl angrily "Make him kneel!" He barked orders at the smaller kindred that were holding the snarky doctor which they did by forcing him to kneel by shoving him down on the floor.

The Emperor, having enough of the surgeon's sassiness in a rush, moves his head down close near the unimpressed surgeon with his teeth forming visibly.

The surgeon waved a hand around the air smelling the stink coming from the Emperor's mouth still on the floor as he gradually came up with his knees still down "Eeesh, have you ever visited a dentist?"

The leader of the Aristocrats growled and promised a painful death "Perhaps your pouty mouth would learn to respect those better of you once I have each and every one of your limbs filling my gullet being the hideous plebeian you are."

The Surgeon instead of being intimidated japed with a snap of his finger "Now there's an interesting idea! Have one of those sweat goblins commission having your fat ass run on a treadmill for 20 kilometers, I'm sure everyone would like seeing your obese flesh thumping in full glory as you finally lose fat!"

Adams couldn't help herself but burst into full-blown laughter, she knew doing so likely sealed her fate but damn it she felt so much joy at seeing these scum-sucking 'nobles' looking so offended and scandalized.

The Emperor snarled, losing whatever feign of civility he had. "I'm going to enjoy having such vulgar laborers in my dish as I tear you apart."

"Which part? I had so many different parts stitched together that even I wouldn't know from where to start, it could be bad for pregnancy you know." he as he taunted secretly touched a small device's red button away from prying eyes in his pocket.

"Make one more jape at my glorious form's size and I will order the cook to boil you alive."

That was when the surgeon's amusement turned into a sinister smile "Who said I was being metaphorical?"

Before the Emperor could respond, he felt a deep grovel in his stomach feeling the mother of all stomachs. "Ahhh…what.." he held his free hand on his stomach, next the pain got more and more intense to the point he dropped Adams to free his other hand near his abdomen as he cried out in pain.

He wasn't the only one as some of his minions began feeling the same pain as it became stronger and stronger to the point some like the Emperor dropped from the intensity of the pain.

Herr Chirurg gradually stood up, cleaning a bit of dust from his clothes and then began walking slowly and menacingly toward the Emperor who was now in a world of pain his sinister smile turned into a savage grin.

"I maaay secretly put embryos of numerous species inside you including some telekinetic sharks. Sharks have one of the most messed up births, did you know? So in my medical opinion?" he got near the giant Aristocrat's left ear and whispered loudly.

" Pray to your god that it won't be the sharks."

That was when the agony became unbearable as the Emperor screamed feeling like something was tearing from his insides then, his obese stomach burst into blue blood and gore intestines dropped with small baby sharks that were eating through his organs and used their telekinetic abilities to drill better and it was not just them as there was also a baby mammoth who burst from the Emperor behind breaking through his spin.

Subsequently, the same happened to some of the other Aristocrats having creatures burst from their inside; if it wasn't a telekinetic nurse shark it was a baby Panda, if it wasn't that it was a Yeren and if it wasn't any of that it was an orangutan.

Somehow, Herr Chiurug found the embryo of what looked like belonged to the Jersey Devil with bat wings, bipedal and a goat head the little monster flapped its wings and after bursting out jumped at a shocked aristocrate and tore his neck and then breath fire at his screaming face.

Adams stared gaped in shock, horror and disgust at seeing the most bizarre and horrific scene she had ever seen in her life as she choked out and exclaimed "What, in the ACTUAL- !"

"Oops! That waz not medicine!" The Surgeon with the palm of his right hand on his mouth feigned shock and then giggled madly while his other hand showed the device which he activated until dropping it.

As Herr Chirurg himself said, not all the Aristocrats had embryos inside waiting to hatch thus those not having an inevitable gorey demise waiting for them after regaining themselves from the shock and horror cried out in anger at the duo for killing their kindreds and their emperor coming to end rip them to shreds.

Herr Chiururg grabbed a crossbow which he used to shoot a syringe.

The syringe that was shot like a bullet hit one the deformed noble borns on her head causing her to cry out as her head then began growing big thanks to whatever liquid was inside the syringe thus she shrieked high pitch before she exploded in a shower of blue gore while Adam quickly jumped in grabbing her dropped sidearm from the floor and shooting them dead.

The blue blood and gore of that evil madam whose head exploded sprayed around Sachs's face making his face contort as he slowly opened his eyes and regained his consciousness "Hmmm?" He finally opened his head feeling something wet and when he did as he touched his face he saw blue liquid on his finger but what really shook him up good was realizing near him was a dead female humanoid wearing a Victorian skirt whose exploded head was still dripping with a blue liquid that took him no second thoughts to realize it was blood and his face was sprayed by it.

"WHAT- WHAT WHAT?!?" he yelled and bolted back on his foot away from the still bleeding corpse hence seeing an even crazier sight of baby sharks bursting and feeding on screaming or dead bodies of these ugly as sin humanoids or in some cases other creatures while Adams with a humanoid that looked like the Frankenstein monster fighting them, the said Frankenstein monster who was cackling like a maniac with a bone saw and a crossbow.

"MWAHAHAHA!" The Frankenstein monster crackled as he tore an enemy's throat with his bone saw and hit the crossbow at another coming at his skull.

"Welcome back to the nightmare, sleepy beauty!" Adams greeted the awoken Sachs.

Sachs didn't have time to ask questions so he decided to join the fight as he came close, hitting one so hard that he was impacted by the glassy window of a cell and cracked. Another one came and swang a mace at him which broke into pieces without doing any damage to Sachs thanks to his invulnerability who answered the surprised aristocrat by grabbing him and then throwing him like a rag doll with a swing at two more that were trying to have the jump at Adams seeing her as the most vulnerable of the group hitting hard.

When Sachs looked back he saw the torn limb from which he was holding the humanoid, apparently thanks to his move he tore his right limb from which he held the enemy and swung him in a throw causing Sachs to yelp and immediately drop the fresh limb ."Agh! I didn't mean that!"

Adams pushed a coming near disfigured humanoid with her tactical shield opened into full form and then continuously slammed it up and down into his face with prejudice until it was a bloody blue pulp of a half-split skull.

One last Aristocrat miraculously survived despite having his stomach burst with intestines and kept crawling in moaning pains until Herr Chirurg relieved it of his misery by shooting another syringe straight to his left eye causing it to convulse and foam until he died liking injecting him with cyanide to drop him dead.

Sachs signed by clapping both of his hands trying not to freak out over that "Quick question ... what happened?"

Adams explained to him "Frankenstein over here sewed uterus inside them and did something to lead to this mess. And I wish I did not." She temporarily gave a haunted look, she swore she would never experience the joy of motherhood after seeing this.

Herr Chirurg simply giggled evilly.

Sachs stared at the small sharks flapping around outside of the dead Emperor on its blue blood-stained ground "I don't think I would see Dr. Dawei the same way ever again." he muttered to himself recalling one of Foundation's doctors being a telekinetic anomalous shark as well.

Adams noticed that Herr Chirurg now putting his weapons down went to carry a janitor's cart and while doing so he moved a severed janitor's hand that still held the handle away with a slam thus she questioned him on what he was doing "Hey Freako! What do you think you're doing?"

He emptied the buckets of dirty water and began filling it with clean water from a water pump on a wall by breaking it with an elbow twice.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing Fritz?" She asked again as he then moved to where the gory corpse of the Emperor was.

"I'm taking the babies of course," he said nonchalantly as he grabbed the baby sharks into water buckets, though he made sure the buckets were separated not wanting to risk the baby sharks from eating their younger siblings, as he mentioned before sharks had a very messed up childhood.

"What? Why?" Sachs asked.

He scoffed with a hand in indignation on his chest "I'm not a heartless monster to leave children helpless." then continued what he was doing as he moved to other busted corpses and gently put the baby orangutan on the top of the cart.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" Adams with both hands up exasperated shouted. First Nazis and Fascists then surgeon crabs, Nazi robots, man-eating underground elites dying by creatures bursting from their chests and now the present mad surgeon was playing surrogate father. This was starting to sound like a bad sci-fi fantasy/alternate history novel even for her taste.

As if this day couldn't get more bizarre.

Boom

A wall exploded into pieces revealing the sight of none other than Doctor Jack Bright cackling madly as he was piloting a two-legged death machine randomly shooting around bullets and missiles.

"Uh…" Sachs had no words to describe that as he dumbly said.

"...I thought Dr. Kain supposedly got rid of that," Adams stated, she too was dumbfounded at the scene. She then sighed and rubbed her nose "While Fritz is playing babysitter, let's go before Bright takes one of our sides' eyes out." She reloaded her gun with her tactical shield ready and went to join Sachs too.

The SCP surgeon not caring for the chaos that was happening was holding the baby Jersey Devil that was feeding off one of the dead disfigured humanoids which squeaked and spat fire causing him to reel back from having his head roasted.

"Naughty naughty!" he said playfully to the cryptid and held it like a human baby as it squeaked in a cross between a goat and a reptile.

Notes:SCP-CN-985 are the telepathic sharks.

Giraffe Hell is SCP-1557

For the record I didn't make that, there is actually someone who dated our love child of Frankenstein Monster and the Medic from TF2.

Here's a hint, she is also a parody of a Dark Universe monster in SCP Verse.

And yes I know I said I was gonna go for shorter chapters, but then I decided "Screw it, I will write as much as I want whether short or long." choosed to simply go with the flow instead.