#agent matthew

Thank you Doctor for recovering Agent Stone and taking care of Agent Robert. He’s already been erased from our database and Walter has decided to turn a blind eye. Though Rockwell seems a bit annoyed at you killing off an agent, but nothing she can do while Walter is still around.

Walter’s has already excused you both from the next meeting, as well as offer many Olive Garden coupons as a reward (and a hope you too will get dinner and sort out any remaining feelings. He does have a bet he wants to win. ) and not to confuse me with the other Agent M, I’ll be signing out as Agent Matthew from now on.

Agent Matthew

p.s. You should be aware there are other agents who do have an interested in Stone. Robert was just the most vocal. Perhaps it’s best he stays in the lab for the most part. I doubt anyone else will bother him after what happened at the bar, but better safe than sorry.

p.p.s There’s a rumor going around that you did end up kissing Agent Stone at the bar. For the sake of reports, is this true?

FUCK what RoCkWeLl "THINKS". She's as much of an IMBECILE as the rest of them. Thank GOODNESS she's too BUSY KISSING WALTERS' ASS to really bother me too much...

No meeting?! 🥹 THANK THE THREE LAWS... (He looks down at the envelope that came with the document. It is full of olive garden gift cards.) Tch... I won't be eating this garbage... (He just barely stops before he throws them away) ...... Hmmh... Perhaps these could help me with another... Experiment...

Agent Matthew had borrowed SCP-978 to get a better idea of Henry’s new experiment team. He wasn’t comfortable with the idea, but the O5 Council assured him it would give them a better grasp of who they were dealing with. Still it was an order and Agent Matthew knew better than to deny them without better reasoning than invasion of privacy. His list of names were: Agent Reality, Agent Drummer, Agent Space, Agent Time, Agent Theory, Agent Stinger, and Agent Quantum.

Matthew knew he wouldn’t get Agent Drummer’s or Agent Stinger’s as both had killed a SCP at the cost  of their own life in return. He felt a bit bad for both crew members as Matthew felt deep regret for Agent Drummer. He was the reason the man died. He could have saved him, and with the way Agent Reality had fought to get back to the man. It just hurt more. She broke her arms trying. Matthew then grew curious what her photo from SCP-978 might look like.

Agent Quantum was him eating at a fast food joint alone. The photo revealed him standing at the head of the GOC as the UIU burned to the ground. 13’s bandages held like a trophy on Agent Quantum’s belt. 

Agent Space was tinkering with some box while cursing. The photo showed her in Nasa, working on the next Rover. This one was set to hopefully land on Venus and survive it for 3 months at least by some small text on a computer in the background.

Agent Time was tapping his watch as the photo revealed him hugging his parents crying while looking much younger. The shop window showing a terrible car crash next to them.

Agent Theory had turned and smiled for the camera despite Matthew being nearly hidden. The photo revealed Agent Theory accepting a nobel peace prize. Their smile wide as the city behind them looked very futuristic and very little air pollution for its size.

Agent Reality was of her smoking as she looked far away in her mind. The end result of her photo was of her sitting on the back porch of a nice house. She was in a retailer’s work clothes as she was joyfully laughing with a group of people with blurred faces. The retail store shirt was a business that had gone out 30 years back. The house was a condemned building.

Agent Matthew jerked awake remembering the Mekhanite’s sharp left hook to his jaw. Instant knockout in his human form which he held still. He knew after that, the battle must have gone down hill for his men. His hands tightening around the armrests where his arms were bound. That’s when he realized his situation just gotten worse his mind focused.

The chair he was bound to wouldn’t let him transform from the symbols he could see. He still sent out a prayer to Nadox to help him hold his tongue should he be questioned, but knew he was cut off from any connection to them. Matthew then focused on his restraints, but knew the steel wouldn’t budge without his true form’s strength. He did try though to no avail as he settled back down.

He then looked around the room, admiring the light and colors on walls as Matthew couldn’t see very far in his true human form without a pair of glasses. Still the blurred paint glimmered and mixed into recognizable shapes as he felt as if he had seen them before. As if he knew what they actually looked like when a door opening broke his train of thought. The shape that entered was humanoid as the colors look suiting for whoever it was as they drew closer.

“Well you are up earlier than expected, sarkic” Said a femine voice as they got close enough that Matthew’s eyes could focus. It was a woman who he instantly recognized from foundation files as he instantly felt threatened, but couldn’t call upon his true form to even the odds. He then took a deep breath to keep calm as he mind recalled 13’s quip over relying on one’s power too often.

“Saint Hedwig. How did I get the honor of being graced with your presence?” He then asked as he was slowly circled by the Maxwellist leader.

“I doubt this is an honor to you flesh being. I am here to ask where your friends are at. Do tell me, I wish to keep this pleasant.” She said as she grasped his chin, the bruise flaring in pain as Matthew shrugged.

“Probably somewhere licking their wounds and trying to find me if they aren’t captured. I mean I am the squad’s Commander.” Matthew said making sure is voice held the undertone of fuck you. This earned him a painful backhand as his head turned with the force of the blow. A copper taste appeared in his mouth as he felt streams of blood  begin to flow from his cheek. He smiled as he looked back to Hedwig. “It’s the truth, Hedwig”

“I severely doubt those humans are your friends. Now I will ask again: Where. Is. Your. Sarkic.  Friends. Where. Is. Your. Leader. At. The. Foundation.” She asked more punctual as Matthew couldn’t help but laugh. He actually threw his head back laughing as the colors blurred more at the tears that formed from his hysterics.

“Shit… heh… Pardon. Just those question’s answers are very short simple. My old, thought to be friends are and have been gone from my life for years now from one event. My old leader is dead, truly dead now. Been a week I think.” Matthew finally coughed out as Hedwig looked disheveled as he realized she was in battle form. Her floating just out of his good sight as Matthew squinted to try to see the weak points on her. She soon landed before she shifted back to a more human form again. Matthew disappointed he didn’t get to see the details to figure out a good strike area.

“You are telling the truth. How is your leader dead? Who did the deed?” She demanded as Matthew smiled a bit to himself as he shrugged again. Hedwig pulled out a knife, meaning to do harm, when the door flung open as his team came in with weapons blazing. Hedwig cursed, before fleeing. The blurred mess looking beautiful almost as his closest teammate, Agent Tyin, got him free of the metal binds.

13 was surprised to see Matthew so soon considering what had happened during the outbreak of scp-610 in a small town which was thankfully in the middle of nowhere. He wasn’t in uniform either which threw 13 off even more, once she had noticed. Laura noted her silence as grasped her shoulder as 13 looked over to her.

“Reality, I mean 13… You okay? You know him?” Laura asked in a whisper

“Yeah. Agent Matthew, a member of the MTF group called: The Red Right Hand. He protects O5-5 personally, I heard.” 13 hissed back as Matthew talked to the desk and was pointed over to them.

“I’ll get Henry. Stay on site” Laura cursed as she bolted off leaving 13 to be approached by the man alone. He tried to smile for her, but it look forced and unnatural. 13 scrunched up her nose at it which made Matthew stop trying as he sighed softly.

“Why are you here?” 13 asked, not masking her surprise or shock while having an aggressive undertone.

“To talk to you...since…. You know.” Matthew said, glancing to his wrist where 13 saw another eye peering through his skin at her. She slapped her hand around his wrist with the eye as hard as she could before dragging the man outside. Matthew yelped at the action as he quickly stumbled forward along, tears in his eyes as  he felt her grip leave his wrist.

Matthew looked at his wrist and his eye there seeing why it hurt so bad. 13 hand was holding thumbtack which now sat in the eye. He sobbed trying to carefully pull them out, but it hurt too much as he closed his eyes. His wrist staying open from the tacks as it appeared very unfocused and cloudy 13 watched for a moment, before turning away.

“Wait. Please. 13. Don't ...don't. I’m sorry, okay?!” Matthew cried out realizing she was leaving as 13 tried to ignore the man’s pleads to at least listen.

“No. I don’t accept your apology for the very reason that you were the sole reason of that outbreak. You don’t get to come to my work with a: I’m sorry stick, and then walk away like nothing happened. Especially after what happened at the fast food joint with Clef.” 13 snarled as she stopped and turned back to Matthew who sat still as he looked ground. The wrist eye crying water and blood as 13 felt her heart clunch in pain.

“I’m sorry… I just wanted… to make things right.” Matthew said through his sobs as he looked up at her with his glowing eyes, “But I guess… I should have thought this… more through consider what… position I put you in.”

13 jerked her gaze away as she saw Laura and Henry rush by the ajared door and out of sight as Matthew began to get up. 13 return focus on him as could only glance up to her face as she closed her eyes and stormed over. Matthew took a step back and landed into a planter as 13 grabbed his wounded wrist . Him panicking when his eye on the wrist suddenly wasn’t in pain and could see clearly. 13 let go as he checked it over as 13 flopped down beside him, eyes still closed.

“I am still mad at you okay? I am on edge from Clef and really don’t want to see any Skipper right now. You showing up has not helped, but I also shouldn’t have lost my shit on you. Even if you were being careless.” 13 said opening her eyes and gently touching Matthew’s pinky finger with her own. Matthew sniffed and nodded.

“I understand… Thanks for not throwing me in a reality bend” He said after slowly entwining his hand with 13’s. 13 let out a puff of air with a smile as she moved her thumb over Matthew’s knuckles. His skin was like velvet to her fingertips as she shifted closer, so their arm’s could brush each other..

“I didn’t even think about doing that… heh.” 13 hissed out as Matthew hummed also moving closer so that their arms touched. It felt like a long time they laid like that. 13 feeling calmer while Matthew stopped sniffling as they got up in silence and walked back inside together. Henry was relieved and then upset at 13 as Matthew lied about being here to thank her for the help and to truthfully, bring a message from the O5 council to Henry. Laura escorted Matthew out as 13 followed Henry to his office.

The letter was read in silence by Henry before handed to her folded up. He patted her bandaged arm before dismissing her to the hallways. Once outside the door, 13 looked at her bandaged arm and was glad she had flopped down next to Matthew with the unbandaged one as she felt the ghost of his skin against hers. 13 then rubbed the feeling away and left to her office to read the letter in peace.

13 sat in near terror as she glared at the mobile task force members that sat across from her. Laura was holding her hand as Alex hugged her. Ted, for once, didn’t make sarcastic remarks at her and genuinely seemed concerned as he towered behind her, glaring at the MTF members. John soon returning with some hot coffee for everyone, but 13 who he gave a steaming cup of hot chocolate to. Him passing out coffee to the rest of the team, leaving the MTF to get their own.

“This is Mr. Fish. Mr. Fish this is Agent Reality from the Unusual Incidents Unit or the UIU as we called it” Agent Matthew said as 13 easily shook the hand of the Fish headed man. Mr. Fish seeming to smile or at least it looked like it as everyone sat down. 13 had to about laugh as Matthew looked awkward sitting next to her as Mr. Fish just stared. 

His car had been attacked by the Chaos Insurgency; who once finding it was just this SCP, let him get away with just a gunshot to his arm. It was just a coincidence she had taken the same path home that she recognized the abbreviation variant and was able to pick them up.  She had already did her best to fix the bandaging on his arm, not sure if to remove the bullet as she was no medic. Mr. Fish was fine.

“So you are just a guy with a fish head, if You don’t mind me asking” 13 said as Mr. Fish nodded.

“Nothing more than that, Ms. Reality.” he said back him focusing on Matthew and adding, “You okay over there Matty? Do you have a crush on the Miss next to you?”

It took a moment for reality to restabilize around the team. 13 about puking from the feeling as two of her crew did while another dry retched. Matthew’s team also seemed nauseas as they struggled to keep themselves together as 13 slowly crawled to her feet. Her mind finally recognizing she had left a blood trail on her from her hands as she looked down at the mess she had made.

Agent Time, one of her teammates, staggered over and partially dragged her over to Agent Space and Agent Theory. They had also gotten up as 13 pulled herself together for them.

“You all… Okay?” She asked as her mind tried to remember how to sentence things properly.

“Yeah.” Agent Space stated as Agent Time did a thumbs up with his hand clasped on 13’s shoulder.

“We’ll be okay. Are you okay Agent Reality? I mean…” Agent Theory stumbled out before stopping himself as his eyes looked behind her. 13 looking down as if trying to forget but the stains she had left on herself just reminded her more.

“I will be… Just, Just wasn’t expecting it to be a kid is all” She replied as she heard a distant amen from Matthew’s team. Her team glanced at each other for a moment as they all the sudden just laughed. They settled down shortly after as Matthew’s team made their way over to theirs. His team still sort of giggling as they all sort of huddled together for the moment.

They walked out of the building like that. Matthew had more remaining men and women than 13 did, which made 13 uncomfortable and feel like the mission still failed. Suddenly Agent Space’s arm was around her as She pulled 13 close as if knowing what was on her mind. The remaining two slowing up to join in as they got outside. They all relishing the fresh, freezing cold air that gusted over them.

They drove home together. The teams intermingled between vans as they drove to the various hotels across the town. Those getting out staying together instead of separating. 13 didn’t blame them as it soon became just her and Matthew. Him driving as 13 sat in the back middle seat.

“Weird question, but you want Mcdonalds?” He asked as 13 nodded.

“Yeah… You okay? You’re really quiet.” 13 said, knowing from experience that Matthew was pretty noisy after missions to help keep morale up. Especially when they had gone sideways like this one.

“I… I’m not sure in honestly Agent Reality… That bender, SHIT!” Agent Matthew hit the brakes hard after yelling the last piece as 13 flew forward. She luckily had caught herself before she could hurt herself as she looked out the front window, seeing a car ran a red light into another vehicle. 13 without thinking got out and rushed over to the wreck.

The runner was dead upon impact by the way his head hung. The woman in the car was screaming ‘my baby. Please god, not my baby’ as 13 saw the impact had hit both driver door and side door.she hurried to the other side and pulled the undamaged side door open as the woman cried for news on her baby.

13 could tell it was nearly dead from the blow, but she focused as she reached into the broken carrier. Forcing reality to change for the baby. The once crushed ribs became whole, the near snapped neck going back into place and the head trauma disappearing from mind. All the baby had left was minor lacerations and some broken limbs, which it began to wail loudly over as 13 carefully cut the carrier loose. Matthew managing to get the lady out of the car as a fire truck arrived to scene.

They were there for another 45 minutes to give statements, before they were able to leave. Matthew just got take out, a hamburger for him and a cheeseburger for her. Both with salty fries and vanilla milkshakes. They didn’t talk as he drove till they were parked in front of 13’s hotel room.

“Hey Reality… What I was trying to say earlier is that bender…. They said some truthful things about me. Things not many people know about me and I would” He started as 13 finished it

“You would rather it not be repeated in the report. Got it.” He nodded a bit as a small smile appeared, but soon disappeared. 13 sighed and leaned back as she finally broke into the bag of food for some fries.

“You going to turn the engine off?” She asked as Matthew looked confused before realizing what she was asking.

“You sure you want me to?” he asked as 13 shrugged. She was tired, hungry and felt selfish in the early morning as the clock read 3:00 am. Matthew then turned the engine off as he got out with the bag of food. 13 followed him as she pulled out her keycard to the room and let them in. They ate in silence on the floor before Matthew used the restroom and had stripped down to an undershirt and long johns. He crawled into bed as 13 cursed slightly, remembering her wrist and shoulder tattoos from her past with the foundation.