《I'm In Charge of SCP》Chapter 6 "Recontainment" Part 3
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As everyone watched, the furious SCP-682 came straight at them. Not surprisingly, in a few seconds, they would be torn into pieces. Yang Xue couldn't help but incline his head.
Just at that moment, a shocking scene happened. For some reason, when SCP-682 saw SCP-053, it suddenly reacted strangely. Like a big truck traveling at high speed suddenly braking sharply, its front legs flexed forward, forcing its speed down, as if afraid of hurting the little girl in front of it.
Finally, it stopped its huge body two meters in front of SCP-053. Then like a puppy, it put its head down and lay on the ground, meek to the extreme. It was in stark contrast to the previous rampage. Its body shrank dramatically until its length was only about 3 meters. To the naked eye, SCP-682 had recovered from its berserk state.
"Nghh...."
Seeing this scene, Dr. Li could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. All the researchers who were watching froze, no one expected such a result. The lawless and immortal SCP-682 was scared of a little girl.
Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue's back and was in a bit of a trance. She suddenly had an idea that she had to pull Zhang Jue into the SCP Foundation no matter what price she paid. The information he held in his head was really precious and could save countless people from disaster; he was a living guide to the Foundation. Those researchers were equally aware of this, and they looked at Zhang Jue like a god. If Zhang Jue knew the test results, even if only partially, they wouldn't have to live in fear every day.
Seeing such a huge beast, SCP-053 was a little scared, and she tried to grab Zhang Jue's pants, but thought of her anomalous trait and retracted her hand. Zhang Jue smiled.
"Shirley, go touch it."
The little girl pursed her lips, "Is it okay if I... do?" She had some understanding of her condition, and in general, the Foundation did not allow her to touch anything, especially creatures.
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"Go ahead, trust me. It's okay."
With that, SCP-053, with Zhang Jue's encouragement, approached SCP-682 one step at a time, under the watchful eyes of everyone. The hearts of those researchers were jumping into their throats.
The little girl walked up to SCP-682's head after a few seconds of hesitation. She reached out her hand, touched it, quickly retracted it, and looked timidly at SCP-682.
The researchers in the back of the room gasped. No one had ever been able to do such a thing to SCP- 682. SCP-682 opened his eyes to look at her, then closed them again and let out a breath from her nostrils. SCP-053 had never actively touched another creature before, and she was pleased that SCP-682 didn't go berserk when he was touched, her little face flushed.
She touched SCP-682's head again, and this time, she didn't let go soon. SCP-682 still did not resist. SCP-053 smiled happily as she opened her arms and hugged SCP-682, pressing her cheek against SCP-682's head with a satisfied smile.
Zhang Jue also smiled gratefully. At this moment, those researchers could no longer find words to describe their emotions. Who would have thought that that giant black lizard, SCP-682, could get along so well with a little girl. In their opinion, this was simply a miracle.
Gradually, their eyes shifted to Zhang Jue. If Dr. Li had listened to Zhang Jue's advice and abandoned this experiment at that time, such an incident would not have happened, and so many colleagues would not have sacrificed.
If Zhang Jue could have joined the Foundation and guided the work, The dangers they faced would have been much less. These researchers, who spend their days in danger, have never wished to work with one person like this.
The heartwarming image of SCP-682 and SCP-053 embracing each other will become a permanent part of the SCP Foundation's collection, and it was all because of this man named Zhang Jue.
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Zhang Jue kept track of the time through his pulse; he had been by Shirley's side for more than five minutes. He snapped his fingers, and Yang Xue in the back nodded. The security personnel drawn from the holding area to provide support came cautiously to SCP-682 with chains and a trailer.
As if sensing something, SCP-682 opened his eyes. Everyone except Zhang Jue was too frightened to move. Good thing there was SCP-053. She put her little head on SCP-682's big head and rubbed it hard. SCP-682 wanted to resist, but because of SCP-053's hug, it finally lowered its head and let the security personnel tie it up layer by layer and carry it to the trailer.
The security personnel are on thin ice, afraid of SCP-682's sudden rampage but also afraid of accidentally saw SCP-053's eyes. But their fears were somewhat superfluous, as SCP-053 had kept her head down since SCP-682 had been tied up in layers.
Zhang Jue saw that her feet were already wet with tears. Two minutes later, SCP-682 was taken away by security personnel in a trailer. Everyone, including Yang Xue, let out a cheer.
This monster that had made a big mess of the test site was finally re-housed again. From containment breach to re-containment, the whole process took less than 20 minutes, and even the Mobile Task Force has not arrived in place yet. All of this is thanks to Zhang Jue.
If not for his presence, there is no telling how many personnel would have been sacrificed. It was a great blessing in life to survive the aftermath. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and together they rushed forward and lifted Zhang Jue and threw him high into the air.
"Hip hip hooray!" Everyone shouted excitedly.
Zhang Jue shouted, "Hey - hey - don't do that - I'm afraid of heights - -who the hell took off my pants-"
But at this time, where would anyone care about him. Yang Xue watched from the sidelines, also revealed a smile of relief. After all, things hadn't gone to a worse place, Zhang Jue was a rare talent, and she made the right call.
She accounted for a peripheral researcher, put on a protective suit, and prepared to take SCP-053 away. Unexpectedly, SCP-053 called out timidly, "Big brother-" She was calling for Zhang Jue.
Her voice was small, but it made the others realize that besides SCP-682, there was another monster here. Everyone put Zhang Jue down and looked up, afraid to meet her gaze. Zhang Jue walked up to SCP-053 and looked at her directly.
The little girl lowered her head, "Big brother, I... will I ever see that big monster again?" She talked about SCP-682, and the brief physical contact made her feel differently about SCP-682.
Zhang Jue hummed, "As long as we live, we'll always meet." The little girl knew that she had been by Zhang Jue's side for too long and was nearing the end of her rope, and any further delay would harm him.
"Thank you, big brother."
After SCP-053 finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave. Yang Xue saw this look on her face and was a little distressed. Zhang Jue was just about to open his mouth to speak, and suddenly, he was pushed by someone.
Ruthlessly pushed him. Zhang Jue was too late to dodge and ran right into the little girl who hadn't gone far. The little girl fell to the ground in response to the sound, and Zhang Jue fell first, reflexively dragging her to the ground.
When he looked up, he happened to see SCP-053's big, watery eyes.
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