32"Speech"
'Thoughts'
"Emphasized/SCP/other"
The wind from the other side of the door almost caused it to shut in Adrian's face, and considering the size of said door, it wouldn't have been pretty, even with his helmet on. Snow was the first thing that hit him when he went through. Not surprising considering the town up ahead is named Snowdin from what Adrian remembers, but still, he wasn't expecting to walk into an actual blizzard of all things.
Stepping outside shows a forest with a path cutting in between it, although most of said path is covered in a thick layer of snow that goes up to the end of Adrian's boots, making movement quite a hassle for the guard. Nonetheless, he tries to soldier through it, with only some success. Unlike Chara, who simply faze through the snow as if it wasn't even real, or rather she isn't.
The two continue on through the path cutting between the trees, with the howling winds blowing from all directions. A particularly strong burst of wind blows some snow onto Shephard's helmet, causing him to raise his free hand to try and cover his neck area.
"Is it normally this bad down here?" Adrian yells to his incorporeal companion.
"No, not normally. However it isn't uncommon for such a blizzard to hit from time to time. But I've never seen it this bad!" Unlike Shephard, who's shivering from the extreme temperatures, she's unaffected by the high winds and sub zero temperatures. "Just keep following this path, and we'll reach Snowdin!"
"Got it!" The sooner they get to shelter the better he thought to himself. His uniform was not made with heating in mind, but rather protection from kinetic force, so despite the bulk of his BDU and the material that went into building it, it offers little protection against such weather. So if he doesn't make it to Snowdin quickly, he'll surely die from hypothermia. However luck seemed to be on the facility guard, as a small shack is visible through the storm. With the idea of shelter in his mind, Adrian dashes through the thick layer of snow and climbs into the large window with Chara close behind.
The floor of the small shack is littered with bottles of ketchup, plastic wrapping, and discarded combs. However a small buildup of snow is starting to bury said items thanks to the large window. The walls are made from simple wooden planks and are completely bare of any decor. With his observations done, Adrian lets go of Chara's hand, and heads over to the corner furthest from the window and proceeds to sit down.
"Shephard, we have to keep going, you'll die here if we don't." The guard only shivers in response, not bothering to speak. "Shephard." again, no response. "Shephard…" Nothing. "ADRIAN!"
"Jesus Christ, WHAT?"
"We have to keep going, you'll die here if you don't."
"I'll die if I go out too. There's no way I'll be able to make it in this blizzard."
"Then we got a problem. Also, what's with the sudden mood change? You weren't with this grumpy before we left."
The guard chuckles. "Yeah, well in case you haven't notice, their a huge fucking blizzard outside that threatening to kill me. So you know. Take that as you will."
From an outward perspective, it looks as if the demon of the Underground is annoyed at the freezing guard for giving in so easily. Internally however, Chara is wincing at the situation at hand. Why did a blizzard have to hit now of all times? She thought to herself. Adrian is right about the fact that going outside would be an impossible task in such weather. While Chara isn't in a hurry per say, she rather not have her new partner die so suddenly, or get snatched away by some old man. While his soul might still be one of Determination, it's still unknown to her if he can Reset. So again, she rather not risk it.
Chara ponders all of this while peering out of the window, completely ignoring the harsh winds blowing in from outside. While doing so she notices the outline of a figure further along the path. The only details that can be made is the figures short stature, large head, and…
One glowing blue pupil.
'Oh shit.'
Backing up, Chara quickly turns around and kicks Adrian, getting his attention.
"Get up, a Monster is coming this way right now, so get up."
"Fine…" The guard shivers once again. Grabbing his P90, Adrian gets up and turns to window, only to take a step back and point the barrel of his weapon at the figure who's suddenly inside the shack. The snow blowing in from behind him blocks out the finer details, only showing the figures humanoid outline, and two glowing white orbs where it's eyes would be if it was human.
"Human. Don't you know how to greet a new friend?" The figure ask, causing Shephard to tighten his grip on his gun. The figure suddenly takes another step further soon revealing it to be a…
"Is what I would say if you weren't freezing to death. Seriously, if I didn't find you, I say you would be totally boned." A skeleton with a heavy blue jacket, shorts, and a pair of pink slippers. Trying to rack his memory for what Monster this one is, Adrian comes up empty handed. Without any idea of what the Monsters intent is, the guard keeps his weapon trained on the short skeleton.
"Woah, no need to be so hostile their buddy. I'm not going to attack you if that what your thinking. My names Sans, by the way. What's yours?" The now named Sans raises his hand for a handshake, only to be put it down when it's obvious Adrian won't let his guard down. Sans only sighs at the open hostility shown towards him.
"Look, buddy, I'm not here to hurt you. So please put the gun down. You wouldn't be able to hit me with how much your shaking anyways." Now understanding the situation a little bit better, Adrian lowers his weapon before introducing himself.
"Adrian, my name is A-adrian."
"Look, Adrian, just grab onto my shoulder and I'll lead you to somewhere warm." Another moment of silence before Sans speaks again. "Hey it's fine, I know a shortcut." Hesitantly, the guard holsters his weapon and awkwardly puts an arm around on the skeleton's shoulder and in the blink of an eye, the two are no longer in the freezing shack, but rather a warm two story house. The sudden change in temperature from cold to warm leaves an odd sensation coursing through Adrian's body. Looking around, Adrian starts to take in his surroundings in more detail. The living room is quite spacious, with a large couch, and T.V in the middle of the house. Closest to the pair is a kitchen, and beyond the T.V is a stairway leading to the second floor.
"Did we just teleport?"
The Monster turns to the guard smiling, how a skeleton can smile Adrian doesn't know. "Quick shortcut wouldn't you say?" Adrian can only nod in response, still adjusting to the sudden change in environment.
'Wait, where's Chara?'
Looking around again, Adrian doesn't spot the teenage ghost. A little worried that they might have left her by the shack, the guard turns back to the Monster staring at him, only to find Chara behind the skeleton. The teen brings up her index finger and puts it on her lips, shutting Adrain up before he speaks.
Taking the hint, he focuses on the Monster in front of him. "Tha- Thanks again for bringing me here. I would have died out there otherwise."
"No problem, couldn't just leave someone out there to die no could I. I'm not heartless… Well, you know what I mean."
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"So, anyways. Welcome to the Underground."
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"You don't speak much do you?"
'I'm asking for a raise when this all over.'
Those were the thoughts going through MTF squad leader Davis at the moment. Everything was going fine before all hell broke loose, he thought to himself.
It was a beautiful day with clear skies predicted for the rest of the week. No incidents were reported from within the facility, everything seemed like it was going to be a mundane Tuesday like always. Then all of a sudden, the power goes out and the next thing they knew a tentacle sprouts out from the ground and wipes out a third of his squad. Taken by surprise, they all got out their weapons and open fire on the thing taking it down rather easily, but not before it took Berry and crushed his midsection. Communications were down and radios were a mess. So they booked it to one of the surface entrances. They made it to one of the many chokeholds made incase of a breach. But then they were immediately told to turn around by command. Apparently the entire facility has been compromise, and a lot of security personnel died in the initial outbreak of SCP's, so that left Davis's squad, the closet one left to restore the security functions for this specific area of the facility.
So, not the greatest day like he was expecting. So far, they've run into no resistance from any SCP's, but they have found a lot of bodies. Some of the corpses had claw marks, while others had more peculiar signs of death. Acid, and fire marks, melted puddles of skin, and many other unnatural sights.
"Door up ahead, form up behind me."
While his squad was reduced to a third of its size, the group have been supplemented with plenty of lone MTF soldiers who've had their squads wiped along with some security personnel. With the latter obviously the least experienced and trusted due to their incredibly young age, the youngest being sixteen.
Forming up on the door, Davis takes a look on the wall adjacent to the door and sees that it's a room for containment of some obscure SCP that he can't remember. Normally you wouldn't want to forget the SCP that your going up against, but with how many are in this particular section of the mountain complex - let alone the entire facility - one could forgive the squad lead for not remembering every single SCP. Besides, it's the real dangerous ones that you have to keep an eye out for, everything else is forgettable in the grand schemes of things.
"Alexis, get the door, everyone one else, get ready to clear the room once it's open. Joseph," a large tank of a man with a M1014 shotgun runs up to Davis, "I want you up front. Blast anything that isn't human." While their objective isn't to secure SCP's, Davis rather not have the way back to the surface blocked by some roaming horror.
Alex brings up three fingers, silently counting down. After bringing all her index finger down, she slams the button next to the door. The door slides open, and everyone, sans the guards, flood into the room in a calculated manner with Joseph in the lead. The room is akin to a lab more than one meant for containment. Counters are lined with textbooks, computers and all other sorts of equipment. In the furthest part of the room is a small wooden box perched onto a metal stool.
"One egghead over here," on of Davis's soldiers call out, "looks like he was clawed to death. Barely recognizable now."
Davis nods, and addresses the rest of his unit. "Get his ID. As for everyone else, stay sharp, we don't want any surprises." Although, it looks as if whatever killed the scientist, is no longer here, or at least the room, he rather not just leave things to chance. Davis isn't one to be so naive, otherwise he wouldn't be the squad lead for one of the most elite forces in the world. Davis knows that there are plenty of bizarre ways for an SCP to be present in the room. Some can take any form they want by will, and others are able to hide in the most obscene of spots.
'Then there are the ones that can simply van…" His train of thought is interrupted as one of his subordinates is lifted into the air by some unseen force. "SOMETHING GOT ME" the soldier screams before suddenly…
*CRUNCH*
The soldier's head caves in itself, causing pieces of his helmet, along with grey matter to fall onto the floor. Then as quickly as it happened, the limp body of Davis's subordinate falls lifelessly onto the ground as the rest of the unit tries to process what just happened. Within a second, someone shouts over the suffocating silence. "OPEN FIRE!" Immediately the room is lit up with the tell tale flashes of gunfire. Bullets, and pellets from some of the squads CQB specialist, fill the room and impact against the wall next to the corpse. Then in the blink of an eye, Joseph is split in two right from shoulder to hip. Everyone trains their weapons to Joseph's side of the room and without any hesitation open fire again. Again, none of the rounds hit anything other then the wall. It's around this time that the guards from outside rush in to assist,
A round almost clips Davis's head, making him grind his teeth. "BLUE ON BLUE. WATCH YOUR FIRE!" With everyone all spread out over the room, most of his squad risk firing on each other instead of whatever it is that's in the room with them. Quickly, he tries to regain order. "GET TO THE DOOR AND GIVE EACH OTHER ROOM!" Another man goes down, this one in the middle of a batched up group of soldiers. One of them quickly turns around and fires a 12 gauge right behind him where the man was killed, but instead of hitting whatever been attacking them, the pellets end up hitting a friendly. Luckily, it only clips the soldier's protective vest plate. Unfortunately, the creature decided already cut the shotgunner down. However his death wouldn't be in vain, as he gave time for everyone else to form up in front of the door in which they entered the room.
No one fires their weapon, instead they form an improvised firing line, with everyone searching the room for any sign of the creature. Silent footsteps are heard and instantly, the entire unit opens fire, this time actually hitting something. While there isn't any blood when the bullets hit the space in which the creature occupies, monstrous groans can be heard every time a bullet goes through its body should be. After a few seconds of sustained fire, a loud thud echoes through the room followed by complete silence.
A few seconds pass before everyone gathers around the location of the body. Alexis fires a short sustained burst, followed shortly by another burst. "Clear sir."
Davis, doesn't answer. Instead he recounts the dead. Six. Six perfectly good men taken out in the span of thirty seconds. First Jackson, then Oliver, and then three he didn't know the name of right after Joseph went down.
'I'm definitely asking for a raise when this all over.'
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Kept you waiting huh?
So that was the last chapter for maybe another few weeks while I work on my other fic. Sorry that it wasn't that long, but I couldn't really fit anything substantial into it. I hope you guys enjoyed it nonetheless.
