《I'm In Charge of SCP》Chapter 20 “Terror Projection”
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Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue, who had already lost consciousness, and rushed up with a single step, grabbing the long tail of Cockatrice and swinging it round to smash it against the wall.
"Dare to look at me huh?! Dare to look at me huh?! Dare to look at me huh?!" Every time he said a word, he smashed it against the wall. Cockatrice's head was banged to the wall, and the beast was stunned.
Usually, people would either freeze or be scared to run away so that they wouldn't look at him straight away. But in the end, this man was a total monster. Only SCP-087-1 could understand what it had felt when facing Zhang Jue.
The body of Cockatrice is only 60 cm, but the smooth and thin tail is 120 cm long, and Zhang Jue took it as a whip to smash it around. The bottles and jars in the area were destroyed, and almost all of them were smashed to pieces by Zhang Jue.
After three minutes, Zhang Jue felt his wrist was a little sore, so he casually threw SCP-1013 on the ground. Cockatrice was limping in the corner, and its brain had already been smashed. It probably never dreamed that it would die in this way and unfortunate destiny for SCP-1013.
Zhang Jue casually clapped his hands, the danger was lifted, and he went to see how Yang Xue was doing. Yang Xue and SCP-1013 hadn't spent much time looking at each other, and the damage to her bodily functions was minor, so Zhang Jue gently patted her cheek, and she regained consciousness.
"Watch out! There's SCP-1013 inside!" Seeing Zhang Jue, she whispered.
"Ah, you mean that thing?" Zhang Jue pointed at Cockatrice on the ground, "I've already taken care of."
Yang Xue froze for half a minute when she saw the tragic death of that Cockatrice, then sighed. "It's disheartening, and I'm in favor of you killing it, but can you... end its suffering?"
Zhang Jue nodded, sincere attitude to accept criticism: "Ah, okay, next time I'll be more understandable. Anyone who looks at me again, I'll let them die with a little dignity, sounds good?" Obviously, a very typical word comes out of Zhang Jue, knowing he has a habit of being a gangster.
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Yang Xue shakes her head, not thinking too much on this matter.
There was a body of a security officer on the bed, mostly calcified, and Cockatrice was enjoying its meal when Yang Xue barged in. The man was wearing the uniform of a security officer, not a member of the surveillance staff, and he hadn't been killed by the intruder but by SCP-1013.
Zhang Jue examined the body and didn't find anything. Just when he was about to concentrate.
"Zhang, Zhang Jue." Yang Xue suddenly called out to him twice, her voice trembling.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue turned around and followed her gaze, only to see a dozen SCP-1013s blocking the doorway.
All of them had opened their neck puffs like enraged fighting chickens, looking like they were about to rush in and tear two of them apart. Zhang Jue looked around, and Cockatrices are flock animals, probably the blood of their kind attracted them over. Yang Xue shuddered slightly. As a female, she was inherently vulnerable to such a horrific monster-type anomalous creature, and she could not blame herself for it.
Zhang Jue took a step forward and shielded her. Somehow, looking at Zhang Jue's back, she suddenly wasn't afraid at all, the same as she had been in the stairwell. It seemed that as long as Zhang Jue was there, all problems were not problems.
Zhang Jue shouted and said, "I must say, you guys are getting tired of living, aren't you?" His tone rose slightly, with a slight hint of a threat.
If the other party was human, it might have been effective, but what was outside the door now was a group of monsters. Yang Xue thought so, but something else had surprised her. Dozens of SCP-1013 shrunk their necks and were too scared to move after Zhang Jue threatened them.
Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue in shock. He sensed her gaze and started to make a gesture, "Why don't you all just get lost?"
Dozens of SCP-1013 fled outward, knowing that they were spared as if Zhang Jue was a massive beast that was even more terrifying than them. Only when they had disappeared entirely, Zhang Jue murmured.
This time Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue as if he were a monster, unable to utter even a complete sentence. "You...they..."
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Zhang Jue waved his hand, "Hey, Dr. Yang, I told you a long time ago, I am an unbreakable person. Any kind of beasts, ghosts, gods, and monsters they would run away from me!"
Zhang Jue has too many secrets. Since the problem was solved, Yang Xue also had no intention to ask what caused SCP-1013 to act like that. She shook her head, speechless of what had happened.
Zhang Jue was using the ability he had obtained from that face of SCP-087 - Terror Projection. SCP-1013's brain was relatively small, and it was no problem to scare dozen of them at once. Problem solved, the two were about to leave, when suddenly, something flashed on the floor under the table.
It seemed to be a green light. Then a buzzing sound came. "Site-14 Command to Security Team 3, Site-14 Command to Security Team 3, What's your 20? I repeat, What's your 20?"
"Site-14 Command to Security Team 3, Site-14 Command to Security Team 3, Can you copy, I repeat, can you copy?" This was repeated several times. It was the intercom!
This time, even Zhang Jue's reaction was half a second slower. There was a walkie-talkie here, which should be this security officer's equipment.
Zhang Jue hurriedly picked up the intercom, pressed the button, and answered, "This is Advisor Zhang Jue, I repeat, this is Advisor Zhang Jue, can anyone hear me?"
Excited voices came from the other side of the walkie-talkie, "Site Director! Site Director! It's Advisor Zhang. He's alive!"
Site Director Wenbai took the intercom and said, "Advisor Zhang, please report your current location, the people around you, and your condition." Site Director Wenbai changed his usual easygoing attitude towards Zhang Jue and spoke in a serious tone.
This time Site-14 had such a significant incident that it had touched its scales of adversity.
"Dr. Yang Xue and I fell from floor B2 to floor B3, and our current location is on floor B3 the monitoring room, just the two of us in a pretty good condition. In addition, we subdued SCP-049. According to his description, there was an intrusion from an outsider, thus causing a widespread containment breach. The security team on this floor had been completely wiped out. When will the MTF be able to come to support?" Zhang Jue's speech was fast but straightforward. This simple way of communication was more effective in times of emergency like this.
"'Red Ying' has already arrived." Site Director Wenbai replied, "But several elevator shafts have all been blown up, and it will take time to clean them up, and it will take them at least an hour to get down there."
Zhang Jue said, "There's a big hole at the entrance to elevator room 5, that's where we fell down, and the MTF can come down through there."
"That's the hole we're currently working on it." Station Manager Yang said, "If you want to go in through the elevator shaft, you won't be able to make it out until tomorrow!" That was out of the question, Zhang Jue sighed.
An hour was an hour. He didn't want to go after the intruder as a last resort, and it was safer to wait for the Mobile Task Force to come and back him up. In any way, that person's purpose was the containment area on floor B6, and they should be safe here, for now.
Zhang Jue was thinking, but he heard Site Director Wenbai say, "Advisor Zhang, according to the documents, your rank was only one level under the O5 council, and I have no authority to command you to do anything, but as the Site Director of Site-14, I'm asking for your help, in the hope that you can stop the intruder."
"And what if I failed?" Zhang Jue asked.
Site Director Wenbai was silent for about a minute. He sighed and said, "There is a very important containment room on floor B6, and if it breaks through the barrier or leaves its position, actively or passively, the computers within the station will activate the emergency protocol."
"Emergency protocol? A fail-safe? built-in nuclear warhead?" Zhang Jue said in shock.
"That's right." Site Director Wenbai let out a long sigh, "So, Advisor Zhang, for the sake of Site-14, for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of innocent people around it, and for the sake of the survival of humanity, whatever the intruder's intentions are, please stop him!"
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