Hey guys, TheDoctor1998 here with another chapter. The second of the 001's, the Prototype. I don't have much to say here, so I might as well start the story.
Now, on with the show!
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Doctor Nori appeared on the screen once more. "Good afternoon everyone, my name is Doctor Nori, and today we're going to be studying one of the SCP-001 proposals. Specifically, Dr Gears' rather outdated proposal, AKA the Prototype."
Item designation number: #86243AR-001
Warning: Item displays aggressive and dangerous behavior
Sera frowned at that designation. "Must be one of the first things they found." She muttered to herself.
Description of item:
6'5" tall, 97 lbs (average, varies by 5-10 lbs higher or lower), unknown age, grey-brown skin (may be bruising), eye (?) color milky blue, no hair. Emaciated appearance, bone and muscle structure unlike any recorded species. Legs are long and thin, ending in sharp black points. Three fingers on each hand, also ending in black points. Legs and arms are twice as long as torso. No reproductive organs, anal orifice, ears, nose, or pores anywhere on body. Head is spherical, very large in proportion to body, neck appears too thin to support head. Mouth extends halfway around head, no lips. Twenty-one (21) teeth, spaced randomly around mouth; many appear broken, rotten, or chipped. "Eye" is a large, ball-shaped, milky-blue sphere presumably kept in the head or throat. Appears to "roll" into the mouth when mouth is open. Has no pupil or iris.
At seeing an image of the creature, Emily shrieked. "What is that thing?!"
"Huh, kinda looks like a freaky looking Sinner." Lucifer muttered, not having been surprised at the weird and varied forms human souls could take in the afterlife for a long time. Hell, the last time he got surprised by their forms was when Sinners started manifesting with technological body parts like that TV Overlord, Vas or something.
"Nah." Angel Dust said. "That thing aint got no dick or pussy, and even the freakiest Sinners have that shit."
Detail of current containment:
Room is lead-lined and kept lit with floodlights. Temperature is kept at 98 degrees, with 100% humidity. Room is sealed with a reinforced steel blast door. Outer area patrolled by guards with high-powered strobes. Anybody entering the containment room should carry a strobe and wear welding goggles. Any person attempting to remove the item or enter without authorization is to be shot on sight.
"Christ almighty, those cunts really don't like anyone getting too close to their shit, do they?" Cherri Bomb said with a roll of her eye, not really caring that much about the loss of human life outside of thinking it's a stupid reason to kill someone.
Report:
Recovered in Guatemala early this week. First reported as a "demon" seen by several boys on a rural road. Appeared to be sick or injured. Boys reported seeing the creature panting and jerking its legs. Creature then raised its head and exposed its "eye". Boys ran home, reporting to local law enforcement. Several reports of "horrible roaring" or "shrieks" from locals over several days. Twelve people admitted to local hospital with severe radiation poisoning, and seven reported missing. Recovery team assembled, headed by General Machoi and dispatched from base ADRX-19. Reports to Overseers from recovery team after standard containment failure led to additional containment protocols, developed by Dr. Hermann Keter. Dr. Keter was unfortunately killed in initial testing, after which creature was moved to ADRX-19.
Aside from a certain serpent, all of the angels couldn't help but look over at their demonic counterparts.
"What?" Lucifer asked, noticing their stares.
"Did you have something to do with this?" Sera asked pointedly.
"What?! No, why would you think that?!"
"Those humans called that thing a fucking demon, dipshit." Adam said, rolling his eyes.
"Doesn't mean it is a demon." Lucifer growled.
"Yeah, I'm with dad on this one." Charlie said, interrupting the angels. "Aside from some Sinners, there isn't any kind of demon in Hell that looks like that."
"And as much as I loathe his evidence, even I have to admit that our effeminate fellow made a good point." The Radio Demon added, standing with the princess. "Whatever that thing is, it's not a Sinner."
Creature appears to be able to create microsingularities, using them both as a form of teleportation and defense. These singularities disappear several seconds after creation, but emit massive amounts of radiation and cause severe damage to the surrounding area. The "eye" appears to control these manifestations, as it has always had the eye exposed when creating a singularity. Omnivorous, it views humans as a food supply. Creature shows signs of extreme fear and sickness in the presence of high heat, humidity, or bright/flashing light. Creature appears unable to teleport through lead, and cannot form singularities when in its "sick" state. When "well", it is an extremely fast and cunning being, and has killed several recovery agents with both its singularities and claws. Emits occasional shrieking sounds; all attempts to communicate have failed.
"Looks like this little beasty has some good tastes." Alastor commented, licking his lips.
Lute glanced over at the cannibal, slightly afraid. "You eat people?"
"Why of course I do!" The Overlord grinned. "I was alive during the stock market crash of 1929, and like so many of the people over in Cannibal Town I was forced to choose between starvation and feasting on human flesh."
"You're a monster." Lute said, her voice shaking slightly at the realization of what happened to her people's bodies. She wasn't well versed in how human souls manifest in either Heaven or Hell, but she did know that most of the people in Cannibal Town looked roughly the same. And she's seen so many of those demons at that tacky hotel during the Extermination.
"Starvation can make a man do some rather awful things, my dear." The demon said simply. "With most, a limit would be reached at some point, at which point they'd simply fall unconscious, kill themselves to relieve themselves, or resort to the sin that gave my lovely hometown its name."
Addendum: Additional objects reported, Overseers considering conversion of ADRX-19 to a dedicated recovery and containment facility. Reports may need censorship for reasons of security.
Doctor Nori appeared again. "So, SCP-001, the very first anomaly found by our founders. Nothing special compared to what we know now, but I suppose we all have to start somewhere." She then sighed. "I just hope the O5's will someday give the go ahead to finally update this file."
Pentious couldn't help but nod. As a scientist himself, he had to agree to the fact that modernizing bureaucracy and technology would only be for the best, despite his own personal preference for steampunk technology.
Doctor Nori was shown to stand next to a display of SCP-001's skeleton and bespeckled man with glasses and a cup of coffee. "Kind of sad, isn't it Gears? Trapped for decades in a miserable cage, and meeting its end all alone."
Doctor Gears gave her a flat look. "It was a man eating anomaly that could create black holes, Nori." He said in a monotone voice.
"How did it even die?" She asked, her LED eye replaced with a question mark.
"Old age, as far as we know. We still don't know much about its biology, but its movement and hostility were both dropping in its final years." Gears stated in his ever monotone voice.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes…" Nori muttered.
Emily started looking thoughtful. "I wonder how it made those black holes."
"A black whatnow?" Alastor asked the Seraph.
The King of Hell simply rolled his eyes. "Black holes are what happens when really big stars die, their cores collapse into a small point with such strong gravity that not even light can escape."
"My my, you sure are knowledgeable about things you can't ever see again." Alastor teased.
"Of course I am, you shit for brains." Lucifer growled. "I was there when the first stars were made. Hell, me and Azrael worked together to make a good way for various stars to die in the first place."
"Dad, who's Azrael?" Charlie asked, much to her father's discomfort.
"He's, well, he's the Heavenly Virtue of Patience, who took that role to counteract your uncle Satan." Lucifer explained. "Before he became a Virtue, he was the Archangel of Death, tasked with figuring out ways for things to die."
"Funny you should mention him." The Watcher interrupted. "Because I think you'll know the subject of the next file very well." She then selected the next file, showing a much more interested Lucifer what she was talking about.
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And that's a wrap. Bit of a short one, but I did incorporate the tale where the Prototype died to lengthen it a bit. And I think you all know which 001 will be next. TheDoctor1998 here, signing out!
