Classic had awaken to an empty bed, a heavy sigh rolling from him as he could hear the doors mechanisms clicking into place. Slowly the doors slid open, the light flooding his room. Giving a displeased look, Classic felt himself yawn as he rose from the bed. It had been one of the most restful nights for Classic since arrival on the unknown land. To say the least, Nightmare brought a peace of mind and subdued his rising anxiety.
"Morning Doc!" Doctor Kendall smiled warmly as he leaned on the wall, his hands flipping through the pages attached to the clipboard. Classic gave a quick glance before shifting his gaze once the Doctor noticed his lingering eyes.
"How did you sleep Classic?" There was a lingering silence before Classic shrugged.
"Same as usual I guess. So, what are today's plans?" Doctor Kendall lowered the clipboard before his frown gave a partial answer. Classic felt tensions grow in him as the Doctor held his breath.
"Turns out my attempts to subdue Nightmare caused quite the issue. The main boss decided no special treatments... He figured out I was allowing Nightmare access to your cell, thus, I was given a choice. Do the proper guidelines, or be terminated." The air grew cold as Doctor Kendall showed the papers, Classic's soul dropping.
"No... No, you said there wouldn't be... I can't-"
"I don't have a choice Classic. I tried everything to keep it comforting, to keep you from any stress, but that isn't how this place works. Once you're involved, the only way out is termination. It is their way, plain and simple." Classic felt rage boil up in him. He had trusted the doctor on their promise, yet it was broken without a single moment to spare. He felt foolish to have placed his trust with the wrong person. The SCP were the only honest creatures in his own mind. "I understand you hate experiments, but this is happening whether you wish it or not. I'm really sorry..."
"Save your breath... I shouldn't have trusted a human, especially after everything." Doctor Kendall lowered his gaze as more footsteps entered the room. The sound of guns being cocked and heavy boots drew fear in Classic as a hand shot toward him. He was far smaller then the guards, one of them spinning him around and locking his arms behind him. There was barely any space to move his arms, leaving a growing discomfort.
"It won't be that bad Classic. Once it's over, I'll personally bring you to the common room to see the others! I hope you'll forgive me someday." Classic wanted to speak, to lash out. He wanted to hate the Doctor, to attack him for everything. But his body refused. He kept still as a chain hung low, a guard holding the end. Without warning he was pulled forward, his body barely keeping him from falling. In silence he followed, listening as the Doctor spoke to some guards before he was out of earshot.
Nightmare stood in the massive room, his silence unnerving to the onlookers. Irritation was apparent on his face as he glared toward two of the SCP before him, his gaze trailing the room for any sign of Classic. He hated to admit he was terrified when Classic hadn't been in the room before him. The doctor had a look Nightmare dreaded. Regret was expressed on the Doctor's face, though he refused to speak of such reasons to his 'regret'.
"You seem so familiar, closely figured to Classic. Are you his family?" The words drew Nightmare's gaze as he scowled toward the approaching figure. Black clothes hugged the frame tightly, a mask pressed to the face. Yellow eyes peered through, as if staring into Nightmare's soul.
"What does it matter to you?" There was a growing tension before another voice tore into the silence.
"Calm down! My dear friend here merely worries for Classic, nothing more. He's one the few new SCP that do not harbor such murderous intent~"
"I harbor murderous intent!" Nightmare met the gaze of SCP-035, the SCP seeming to shrink slightly.
"Indeed you do~" SCP-049 tilted his head slowly, a long sigh leaving him. "Might I ask why you are so intent on a bloodbath?"
"I want to see Classic, nothing more. They touch a single part of him and I'll burn this place to the soil."
"You must be close to Classic from how you speak. Allow me to introduce myself. I am SCP-049, also known as the 'plague doctor'. This is SCP-035, though his other name matters little. Wendigo is the more animal based SCP in the far back. Must say, he seems so lonely without Classic's presence. Lastly is SCP-096, 'Shy Guy'. Rather nasty fellow when angry at someone." Nightmare remained silent for a moment before taking in a sharp breath.
"Call me Nightmare. Do you know where he might be? He's not entirely safe on his own, especially tied down by the stupid facility..."
"If I remember correctly, I thought the Doctor mentioned something along the lines of Classic being check properly. Not sure what it means though!" SCP-049 glanced toward SCP-035 before he ran a hand over the beak of his mask.
"You're an idiot. It means they are going to do the 'checks' some SCP receive. Meaning they are going to experiment, learn his weaknesses and such." Both watched as Nightmare's face dropped. He grew panicked as he stumbled backwards, his back hitting the wall behind him. The scene caught both off guard as SCP-049 slowly approached. "What is bothering you?"
"They can't touch him. You don't understand how dangerous it is to do anything on his physical body!" The words left both speechless.
"Whatever do you mean?" Night met their gaze, his socket falling dark.
"It means he can't survive being cut up... He only has one HP, meaning a single cut can be life threatening to him!" The silence had grown as everything pieced together for them. SCP-049 seemed the most baffled by such information. "I can't let him die... Please! He is the only person that truly matters in my life..."
"I don't know what we could do... In the past breakouts were simple, but they are heavily guarded now!" SCP-049 nodded before sighing. He seemed lost in thought, Nightmare watching the floor below him. There was a long moment of nothing besides whispering before SCP-049 seemed clap his hands together, pulling both gazes.
"I've one plan, though, it will be quiet messy~ I do love a disaster!" Nightmare widened his socket at the words, his mouth twitching at the corners.
"I'll do anything!" SCP-049 nodded before stepping closer, his voice dropped significantly. Quietly he whispered the plan, Nightmare feeling hope bubble inside his soul. He made a promise to protect Classic, so it was his duty to keep it. A smile played over his expression as he listened intently, anticipating the distruction about to ensue.
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