#site-000

*This is fanfic and not considered canon*

Item #: SCP-5050

Object Class: Euclid Thaumiel

Special Containment Procedures: With SCP-5050′s willingness to cooperate, and with the approval of O5 command, SCP-5050 is to become a resident at Dr. Phalanx’s experimental open-air containment facility, Site-000. As standard precaution SCP-5050 is to be assigned an epidermal nano-ink tracker to monitor SCP-5050′s whereabouts at all times. Tracking of SCP-5050-A is not needed due to its inability to be too far from SCP-5050 at any given time.

In the event of SCP-5050 going rogue non-lethal sonic weapons are authorized along with standard heavy tranquilizers, as any and all attempts to kill the subject will provoke SCP-5050-A into defending SCP-5050 with varying levels of force, resulting in unforeseen and unpredictable outcomes; all retaliations ranging from incapacitation and immobilization to vaporization and evisceration of any and all attacking targets.

Any instances of SCP-5050-Ω created by SCP-5050-A are to be contained and analyzed to determine whether they pose any immediate danger. All decisions regarding the termination or archiving of SCP-5050-Ω instances must be brought forth to the Site Director for the final say; the Director of Site-000 has full rights to alter, deny, or veto any decision regarding SCP-5050-Ω instances. Decisions given by Site Director are to be ignored if SCP-5050-Ω instances warrant immediate termination.

Description: SCP-5050 is a Native-American male, 1.8 meters in height, weighing at 150kg, nineteen years of age and of medium build and muscle-mass, human appearance with no anomalous characteristic aside from unnatural neon orange colored irises. Both of SCP-5050′s forearms are covered in faded and stained bandages to hide the significant amount of scars prominent on each of his forearms. 

Analysis of SCP-5050′s DNA shows that all his genetic code consists of triple-stranded DNA. 2/3 of SCP-5050′s DNA are indistinguishable from base human forming the base of his genetic structure while the last 1/3 of his DNA is of an unknown origin and anomalous. The third anomalous strand of SCP-5050′s DNA is hypothesized to be responsible for his non-physical anomalous abilities, such as his enhanced durability, stamina, and healing; and immunity to abilities of certain SCP’s. [See Test Logs]

SCP-5050-A is a 19th-century navy blue leather messenger bag, a majority of its metal parts are made of brass like material, all of the fabric including the thread and silk inner lining is colored the same as the metal. The circular main clasp of the bag is 4inches big with a deeply engraved emblem depicting a wolf biting its tail. Testing on the composition of SCP-5050-A shows that it contains no known element of native to this universe. After samples of SCP-5050-A were collected it instantaneously began to regenerate and heal any and all damage it had received; after further stress testing, it was later concluded that SCP-5050-A was virtually indestructible nor that damage to it cause harm to SCP-5050. Testing also shows that SCP-5050-A will always stay within 3.5-meters of SCP-5050, teleporting back to SCP-5050 whenever SCP-5050-A leaves the 3.5-meter range or when SCP-5050 calls it.

Aside from previously mentioned anomalous abilities of both parties, SCP-5050-A’s main anomalous ability only activates in the presence SCP-5050. When SCP-5050 reaches into SCP-5050-A he’ll be able to manifest and pull out anything he desires regardless of size, mass, or shape, items placed inside SCP-5050-A will disappear when its anomalous abilities activate and reappear when not active. The limit to what SCP-5050-A can manifest it unknown though it is theorized that SCP-5050-A is somewhat sentient; when given the task of creating another SCP-882 all that was pulled out was a non-anomalous rubber duck, other attempts to create duplicates of existing SCP’s have shown the same result. Items created by SCP-5050-A can be either non-anomalous(SCP-5050-β) or anomalous(SCP-5050-Ω). SCP-5050 has been shown to instantly destroy any SCP-5050-Ω instances whenever he desires, any instances SCP-5050 wishes to destroy immediately turn into ash, though this method of destruction; although the more powerful the SCP-5050-Ω instance the more difficult it is for SCP-5050 to destroy.

Recovery/Discovery: SCP-5050 was discovered in the foundations D-Class program. SCP-5050 was Serving a life sentence for the charge of mass murder(Foundation investigation later discovered he was innocent) and was scheduled for termination by being fed, along with 4 others, to SCP-743. When SCP-743 became active terminating the other 4 D-Class SCP-5050-A’s went on the defensive manifesting a spherical forcefield generator on SCP-5050′s arm instantly vaporizing anything that got near and a standard issue grenade launcher which self-fired gas grenade rounds, releasing an unknown aerosol compound that caused SCP-743 to rescind back to its inactive state. SCP-5050 was later apprehended and sent to processing.

*This is a work of fanfic and not considered canon*

Name: Phalanx, Anya

Clearance: Level 5 

Personnel Classification: Site Director, Site-000

Age: 29 [REDACTED] [Under Threat of Bodily Harm]

Ethnicity: South Asian, Indian

Relatives: 

Mother & Father 

speculated to be part of a less radical sect of G.O.I.: Serpents Hand

Whereabouts: Unknown

Possession of anomalous abilities: Unknown

Younger Brother

Pending member of G.O.I.: Gamers Against Weed

Whereabouts: Currently mapping the multi-verse

Possession of anomalous abilities: Technopathy, multiverse-hoper

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Personnel File: Dr. Anya Phalanx has been shown to be focused and near-obsessive while at her work, even forgetting to eat and sleep; off work, her personality becomes completely polarized, showing the same level of carelessness and unpredictability the same level as Dr. Bright. She has also shown great empathy and compassion to SCP’s, especially to SCP-5050.

Dr. Phalanx was inducted into Foundation when she made contact with one of our agents and showed proof that she knew of the foundation's existence. She was brought in for questioning and was later offered a job as a Site Director for an experimental open-air containment facility designated Site-000; this was a direct order by O5 command.

Note: Why O5 command gave the order is unknown, and highly unusual; seeing as the decision to hire Ms. Phalanx had no important impact on the foundation what so ever.

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{Security_Footage: █/█/██ Wednsday}

<Phalanx walks in and is greeted by Foundation agent working the counter>

Agent: Welcome to Wendys, would you like to try our limited time specials?

Phalanx: Not today, I just need to speak to your manager.

Agent: I’m sorry ma'am, the manager isn’t in today if you have a complaint, please feel free to go to our website and-

Phalanx: Not that manager.

<Phalanx pulled out a Foundation ID badge of ████, currently MIA and handed it towards the agent>

Phalanx: I would like to speak to your manager, it’s important that I do.

Agent: Uh... Please wait while I call management.

Anya Phalanx: It’s fine, call “management”, I’ll be waiting.

<The agent contacted Foundation personnel to extract Phalanx and bring her to [REDACTED] for questioning>

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Interviewee: Anya Phalanx

Interviewer: Agent ████

Foreward: Initial interrogation/interview on how Ms. Phalanx discovered the foundation, and how she was able to obtain foundation property. [Part/audio have been cut/deleted by direct order of O5 command]

<Begin Log>

Anya Phalanx: So... Got any snacks? I’m Kinda hungry.

Agent ████:  I’m afraid not Ms. Phalanx, so if you wouldn’t mind telling me, wha-?

Anya Phalanx: You want to know how much do I know about the SCP Foundation right? And Please call me Anya.

Agent ████: Uh... Alright Anya, if you already know the question, then you know we want to hear the answers, for your sake.

Anya Phalanx: Alright, I want one thing first!

Agent ████: And what is that one thing?

Anya Phalanx: I want a job.

Agent ████: Excuse me!?

Anya Phalanx: You heard me.

Agent ████: A-Alright, as long as you’ll tell me what you know.

Anya Phalanx: Great, so if I remember correctly the foundation was created by [REDACTED] after the discovery of [REDACTED], which was designated the first SCP, although this may not be the original foundation since humanity did die a few times but was brought back due to the SCP-[REDACTED]. And don’t even get me started on the fact that you have no idea which [REDACTED] is actually the first or the fact that the O5 has [REDACTED] that it’s-

 Agent ████: Stop, stop! most of what you just said is already above my clearance level, look just wait here and you’ll get your job interview underway-.

Anya Phalanx: Oh, sorry I know you were just gonna send me to D-Class so I’m not waiting, and when I said I wanted a job I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to them.

Agent ████: Wha-what, a-are y~ou- *Agent ████ was rendered unconscious*

Anya Phalanx: Alright, now that they’re unconscious that just leaves you guys and me, so great and might O5 how about we have a little chat, and if you think you can just get rid of me: latitude [Data Expunged], longitude [Data Expunged], so now that you know I have leverage, Lets talk.

*File Expunged by direct order of O5 command*

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A continuation, the reality engine saga isn’t over I’m just working on this project for fun and to get it out of my system.

this takes place three days after Simon came to Site-000

“Simon, it’s good to see you.”

“Hey Dr. [REDACTED], good to see yeah too”, its been three days since I became an SCP, and adjusting to my new life, “but I gotta ask, why’d you call me up to your office?”

“Oh that, so I could give you a quick orientation; I wanted to give you one the day you arrived but you seemed too much in shock so I waited for you to adjust first.”

“So, when do we start?”

“Right now follow me”, we left her office and walked towards the elevator, she then placed her I.D. badge on the scanner and pressed the floor leading to the research lab, “ you don’t have to keep calling me Dr. [REDACTED] you know.”

“Sure but, what do you want me to call you instead?”

“My first name, Sasha.”

“That name sounds familiar”, but I didn’t know why.

“It should Simon, after all we both share a home country.”

That news startled me, “and what country is that?”

“Russia.”

“Uh what?”, I was legitimately confused, “how the hell could I be Russian?, I was raised in a foster home in Oregon.”

“We took a DNA swab on your first day when you were asleep, and the accents a giveaway.”

“I have an accent?, and on that note, you stole my DNA while I slept!”

“Yes you do, also your only one-half Russian, your also half African-american”, the elevator doors opened relieving a massive science lab, “Also it wasn’t me personally, all I did was take pictures on my phone.”

"Okay, you did what now?”

“Nothing to worry about, shall we begin orientation?”, she grabbed my shoulders and pushed me into a room with a conference room, and besides me and Sasha there was also a sentient cloth dummy wearing a pirate hat for some reason, “492 is it alright if you can get us some cookies and SCP-458 please.”

“Sure, what kind of cookies though?”

She looked at me until I finally said what I wanted, “Uh, chocolate chip if you would kindly.”

“Got it, and good luck with orientation new-guy”, after I thanked him he then left.

“Who was that?”

“SCP-492?, they’re not dangerous, and they’re a really helpful assistant”, she sat down on a nearby chair and gestured towards me to do the same, “now lets begin orientation by telling you what this place is.”

She adjusted her glasses, “site-000 is an experimental site residing on an island ten times the size of the Manhattan island; due to recovering an ancient book given to us by the Serpents Hand, after they raided a Chaos Insurgency base, the SCP Foundation tested it and found and glyph written inside of it; when the glyph was tested it was found to completely deactivate the anomalous powers of specific SCPs rendering them inert, but that was the effect of the base glyph, the book also had different variations that only added onto the base glyph but never altered it; and these variations caused the SCPs power to activate slightly ranging from one percent activation to full power activation, in short the books writing shows how to control an individuals anomalous power and practice using them through these glyph varients.”

“Wow Sasha that’s amazing but how does this fit in with the orientation?”

“Simon I’m getting to that”, she cleared her throat and continued, “After, thoroughly testing the glyph capabilities she asked for an audience with the O5 counsel, and when she did she proposed and idea, an open air containment facility for SCPs to train their powers with the help of the glyph and for other SCPs to live a normal life but still be kept secret; and as if by some miracle the O5 approved giving the SCPs a sort of penal colony where they can live free or train to control their powers ranging from safe, to Euclid, to even some Keter; thus Site-000 was made.”

“So Site-000 is an SCP colony that you made?”

“Yup, and I even got you guys some perks too, free WiFi, choice of clothing, Netflix, personal dorms and apartments, and even open air parks, lakes, forests, and even bio-domes for SCPs who need a specific environment”, Sasha plastered on a smug smile probably thinking about all she had accomplished.

I had to speak up, “yet there’s still armed guards and a massive force field surrounding the island.”

“The O5 had to draw a line somewhere, besides it’s still more freedom then where they stayed before; at least they get to see the sun and feel the wind”, she sighed and began pacing the room, “ you know I saw a little girl, Keter class reality altering powers, she was forced into a medically educed coma because she couldn’t control her powers, and now because of the glyph tattooed on her arm and this place she’ll no longer have to suffer like that again”, she stared at me with glazed eyes as if she was about to breakdown in tears, her passion didn’t lie.

“Okay, you tried your best that’s good enough for me, but who was the Serpents Hand agent who gave the Foundation the book in the first place?”

“Oh, that would be me”, my eyes widened as she lifted her arm and pulled off a fake patch of skin relieving a tattoo of a snake coiling around an arm, “don’t get me wrong my loyalties are mostly to the foundation, I just happen to agree with serpents hand on how to treat SCPs.”

“Then how-”

“The Foundation knows my “secret”, they just tolerate me because I’m not as radical as the other Serpents Hand members”, she jumped onto the table and extended her hand towards me in one exaggerated motion, “so, wanna help make the site a success my second in comand?”

Without hesitation I climbed on the table with her and clasped her open arm, “count me in partner; lets turn this raging garbage fire into a metric shit load of gold”, then the moment was ruined when 492 walked in.

“I brought the cookies and pizza-”, they looked at us with confusion, “Uh, whats going on?”

Both me and Sasha looked at each other and spoke in unison, “we’re bonding”, I think I’m gonna enjoy it here, even if I have to replace the TV Able cut in half after he lost at PUBG.

Thank you for reading, I honestly don’t know if I’ll continue this story but your support would help me decide 

Hello there for this Halloween I’ve decided to officially publish the SCP Confidential on Wattpad

Here: https://www.wattpad.com/645557986-scp-confidential-site-000-scp-4440-scp-4440-a-file 

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