Temporary containment chamber POV PESTY

After I believe a minute or two the heavy armored doors opened and the soldier that I saved stepped in. He sat down on the metal bench opposite of me. His radio was very noisy with military stuff coming out from it constantly. Like "2-1 this is 9-2" bunch of stuff like that. I didn't pay attention however since screams of pain occasionally came through the radio speaker. Everytime the soldier infront of me would tense up when he heard his fellow comrades dying for the Foundation. Made me want to scream, Huzzah for king and country! Seemed like a funny thing to do. Don't think they would appreciate the humour in a situation like this however.

Well it's the foundation they ban humour. As I was musing the car finally started it's engines. Perhaps now would be a good idea to strike up a conversation with the guy? I suppose so.

"So, why are you even in here with me?"

He tensed up when I started speaking but after a second or two he relaxed and answered my question.

"O5 think it's a good idea to have a guard inside of the truck. Personally I don't think it matters that much."

"Yes well I could escape if I felt like it and I doubt you would be able to stop me."

"Exactly! But orders are orders even if they mean to go inside a room with a SCP that can destroy the world. I don't know if I can call this the safest place in the convoy or the most dangerous."

"I guess it's a bit 50/50 I suppose. By the way you are speaking in a very relaxed manner despite your words. Why is that?"

"Well I doubt you are going to escape since you willingly entered a containment chamber. And for some reason your voice is soothing, makes it easier to relax."

"Oh. Well how do you not know that's not one of the effects I have as an SCP. You might be under some effect that you don't know about."

"Yep. I guess I'm fucked if that's the case. I'll cross my fingers and hope your just joking Mr SCP."

"Hmm... Oh never asked for your name. Care to share?"

"Well I'm callsign P-3 but if I tell you my real name O5 will be mad. Those guys are not fun when they are. You will have to suddenly take amnestics that are shoved up your ass and bada bing bada boom you don't know what happend yesterday. I'm already stretching my authority just talking with ya."

"Too bad then."

After that we sat in silence for around 5 minutes before P-3s radio came to life.

- 1-1! 3 O'CLOCK RPG!

*BOOOOM*

- Ambush! Left side!

- I can't even see the enemy!

- 1-1 is down! I repeat 1-1 is down! The convoy is immobilized! Set up defensive positions!

- We are sitting ducks out here! There is no cover!

- 1-9 IS KIA! 1-6 IS KIA! 1-3 IS KIA! 2-6 IS KIA! We are too clumped up! Spread out! I repeat spread out!

- This 1-5, we are only two left! I repeat we are only /Break/ I am the only one left! I repeat I am the only one left! How copy? Over!

- Being near the vics is a death sentence! Push! Push!

- Right side! Right side! We got enemies on both sides! WE ARE COMPLETELY EXPOSED!

- 2-7, 2-4! Our Stryker is not operational! I repeat our Stryker is not operational! How copy? Over!

- 2-4, 2-7. Solid copy on last! Out!

"Shit! - This is P-3 Any callsign respond who are we fighting!"

- P-3, 2-4 The Sarkic cult!

" - Can anyone confirm?"

- P-3, 1-5! Confirmed! Demonic symbols are on their uniforms similar to the Sarkic cult!

" - Affirm 1-5! The SCP is the highest priority make sure they can't reach it soldiers! How copy? Over!

- 2-8, Solid copy P-3! Out!

"Demons?" I asked.

He shook his head

"Almost more believers of demons but demons exist too. They have been more active lately but a action like this is unprecedented" He said while the truck shook because of a nearby blast. Probably a vic that went up in flames.

"What clearance are you?"

"How do you- You know what nevermind, SCP right? Never ask how they know. Level 3 for your information." As he was saying that I got an idea. I rubbed my hands together and smiled. This was going to be fun!

I stood up and and took a step towards the heavily armored door.

"Okay! Stop! Whatever you are thinking of doing please don't!"

"Hey P-3 what is a demons counterpart?" I said while grinning.

"Ehh... An Angel?" He said nervously

"Precisely! P-3 you got a good head on those shoulders after all!"

"Thanks? I guess?"

"Right well... Sorry about the door."

"What? WAIT! STOP!"

I spartan kicked the metal door and stepped out of the truck. The outside, well to put it lightly it was hell. Smoking debris that were vics before and dead bodies laid around strewn over the ground. Shooting could be heard as the two sides exchanged gun fire. I looked up at the Sky. It was ominously red. I decided this world needed something light in the mix to take away from the depressive atmosphere. I pointed towards the sky and uttered a couple of words that echoed over the battlefield. It was impossible not to hear it.

"(HEAVENS GATE)" (11th TIER spell.)

The gate made of light bathed the battlefield in it's hue. It eradicated the red sky to show a brilliant blue sky instead. From the light a single angel with huge wings and a sword came out.

Angel depiction (I do not own the picture)

I glanced back at P-3. He was baffled. I heard him mutter "A fucking angel" I decided to mess with the guy.

"Oh yeah. That's Michael. Well I think you guys call him that. He owed me a favour for a thing from before. So I called him from the steele of heaven to help kill the demons. And he's the type of guy to never say no to some demon killing. Well in this case this is followers of demons rather than actual demons but I don't think he cares much. Oh and he's an Archangel if you didn't know." I lied through my teeth. But it was worth it! You should have seen his reaction! It was priceless!

"Er-Wh-uh-a?" His face practically showed his utter disbelief!

I grinned madly. Using the summoners bond I told him to eradicate the demon followers. As I said that he zoomed through the air. Spells rapidly was shot out. Holy lances and holy smites coming from him and hitting all directions. He was having his aura on full display. Rather than mine that was bad for humans his was good for them. In the game an angels aura gave buffs for allies rather than debuffs to enemies. An angels aura levels was called "Hope" "Joy" and cheesy stuff like that. Now in reality it actually came to life. The soldiers from the foundation were fearless and stood in the open and fired towards the demon followers. Determination shone through their eyes. P-3 was affected too as he forgot me and started shooting at the followers as well.

I smiled with a satisfied smile plastered on my face. Not that you could actually see it since I didn't really have a mouth. They made quick work of the demonic followers. Michael moved towards me and landed infront of me. I mentally sent to him what he should say to keep up this charade. I'm not telling anyone that this was just some stupid shit I came up with. Nu-Uh!

"You used a favor for some measly demon followers? I thought there was an army of demons or something similar that would take it for you to actually use up your favour."

"Yeah, yeah Mikey... This was fun anyways. Now shoo shoo back to heaven with you. Gabriel might come down as well if he knows that you are out fighting demons."

"*Sigh* Your right. I wouldn't want the battle maniac to get wind of this. Well I'll see later, in a couple of years I guess."

"Haha yeah! See you later Mikey!"

I desummoned the archangel and the light that previously shone through the air disappeared. I went back to the inside of the armored car that now missed a door. Sitting down on the bench I had the most satisfied smile ever know to man on my face. This was so fun!

"Hey P-3 you coming or what?"

He slowly turned towards me. he had a slack jaw and his eyes were bulging. Then he suddenly yelled

"WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPEND!"

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Level 4 access confirmed. Click below to see incident report "Angels, Demons And A Convoy"

Incident Report - "Angels, Demons And A Convoy"

Incident Report - "Angels, Demons And A Convoy"

Codename "Archangel"

DATE - ███ TIME - ███

LOCATION - OUTSKIRTS OF MONTAUBAN

Cause Of Incident - Sarkic Cult

Addendum-3-C-██

When convoy ███ was evacuating Montauban with SCP ███ an ambush was sprung by the group of interest Sarkic Cult. Previously the Foundation haven't had much action with the Sarkic Cult. However it seems SCP ███ value is to high for secrecy and planned to either destroy, detain, or do something similar to SCP ███ Their goals are not clear however. As the firefight ensued making the Foundation take heavy casualties once again in a short period of time. SCP ███ took action and proceeded to [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [DATA EXPUNGED] [REDACTED] [DATA EXPUNGED] O5 is currently in a upheaval from this information. Amnestics will be needed for soldiers that witnessed the event. P-3 excluded as he will be the personal guard for SCP ███ until O5 decides otherwise. Amnestics for local populace will have to be given out later as the situation is still to hot. SCP ███ will soon arrive at Site ███ Site ███ has been fortified with a garrison but we should expect a siege from enemy forces in 24 hours of SCP ███ arriving.

O5 NOTE - "Things might be more strange than we first thought."

O5-10 NOTE - "I don't know if I am glad that the camera was on or not while that happend."

Alexa Earl Site Director of SITE-YOD Note - "Why are you sending him here? We can't hold him here! We would face a containment breach any second if he comes here! IDIOTS! YOU HAVEN'T EVEN SENT SOLDIERS HERE!"

O5 NOTE To Alexa Earl - "Delete your Note Alexa."

DR.BRIGHT - "Too late! I'm not taking amnestics suckers!"

O5 NOTE to Amnestics Department - "Someone detain DR.BRIGHT for amnestics treatment."