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// "Where am I" 
// Story: My Little SCP 
// by SolidFerret 
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	 "MTF Alpha-4 Respond."

"This is "Pony Express," go ahead."

"All staff working at SCP-130 are reporting letters coming in that they claim "aren't addressed to any one here'."

The leader, Mcknight, scratched his chin and looked at his team. Some raised eyebrows and some traded confused looks. Only one just sat and looked out the window of the helicopter.

"What do you mean 'not from here'?"

"The names used on the letters are said to have names like "Twilight Sparkle" and are addressed to a princess."

"Are those code names?" One spoke up, getting laughs from the men.

"Quit it Roberts," Mckinght held his mic to his mouth. "Alright command, we're on route to investigate."

"Come on man. Those names are bogus as fuck." A young man named Ben said.

"I don't know. You know how weird these SCP's can get." Another one, named Miller responded.

"He's got a point ya' know." 

"You know what Frost, at least I didn't break down on my first day." 

"Fuck you man. You know I wasn't used to all the freaky shit we have at the facility." 

"Yeah Patton, fuck off for once." Ryan said.

While the men squabbled back and fourth, the back of the chopper was occupied by three quiet men. Two fiddled with their gear while one stared out the window.

"Hey Evers?" One spoke up. The man snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the two.

"Yeah?"

"Hey, I know windows on vehicles make you think about life and all that crap, but what's your deal on those names brought up? Pretty weird huh."

"I don't know Finn, well find out when we get there."

At that point, another leaned in and said, "Told ya' he ain't much for words."

"I know Matt but I still wonder about him."

"Maybe he's just a thinker."

"Well what's he thinking about?"




[2 day later]

Fluttershy woke up in the morning. But just like the last morning. It was with her screaming and being covered in sweat while she tries to calm herself down. She buried her face in her hooves and began to sob. 

"Oh... why can't they stop?" It may have only been two nights of tossing around and screaming in her sleep, yet she wanted them to stop so she could stop reliving the nightmare she was forced to face.

She got out of bed, blinking until he vision cleared. Yet every blink she feared that a statue with its arm stretched out, trying to grab her, would appear as if her blinks created it. She walked down the halls and feared that the walls or floor would corrode and an old man with burnt black skin would reach out and grab her. She reached the end and turned around in fear of a pale monster chasing her down the hallway.

"I just need to..." Her mind drifted elsewhere. It wasn't the monsters that gave her nightmares. It was the fear of losing her friends to them. She couldn't handle the thought since she couldn't handle herself when she actually did lose a friend to them. One she just made but yet they were so close.

"If I had..." She knew she couldn't have. She would have been gone like him if she had tried to save him.

But she had to keep telling herself that he died to make sure he and her friends were safe. But she can't hide the fact that she wouldn't see him again.

But the memory was still fresh in her mind.


"Ricca hurry!" Fluttershy yelled.

"Fluttershy I promised that I'd get you home." He called back. His bullet wounds were bleeding badly.

"You can come with us."

"Fluttershy. This is goodbye." He said. Fluttershy burst into tears as she knew that he was to wounded to make it.

"I'll... I'll miss you." She said in tears.

It was those words. Not goodbye. No, she had said goodbye before to a few friends that she hasn't seen in a while. It was the words that he last heard from her.

"I'll miss you."

A tear formed in her left eye. Those words struck something in her for many reasons. She did miss him dearly. But what was it that made her think more about those words? Was it the pain of not seeing him again? Could it have been that after all of the effort he and the others put in to save her friends? No, she hated those words cause it was the truth. The little voice in the back of her head kept telling her as he tumbled down the ramp that lead to the exit, 'he will make it' and that she lied to herself.


But she still had her duty. As what her cutie mark had told her, she had to take care of all of her animals. When she came back, she was greeted by their loving and caring greetings as if she had been gone forever. At least they were there for her to make her feel better. Even her rabbit Angel acted better after she returned.

What Fluttershy didn't see was a rustle in the bushes at the edge of the Everfree forest.




"2 minutes!"

"Alright, I want this one to go simple and by the books. It doesn't matter what the names are because we all know that SCP's couldn't get any stranger than using names like "Twilight Sparkle." Am I clear?" Mcknight addressed.

"Yes sir!"

"10 seconds to landing."

Evers slowly counted down to ten and was met with a bump as the helicopter touched down.

"Move!"

The men sprinted out and were greeted by agents and several staff.

"The letters have been arranged by D-Class but we were still told to contact you." A staff member said.

"Understood. Now move in!" He ordered as his team of ten ran in to the post office.

"Where are they?" Roberts asked as a D-Class pointed to a stack of letters. Evers ran over and immediately looked over them.

"Dear Princess Celestia. Today I learned something amazing! Everypony everywhere has a special magical connection with her friends, maybe even before she's met them. If you're feeling lonely and you're still searching for your true friends, just look up in the sky. Who knows, maybe you and your future best friends are all looking at the same rainbow."

"What the hell?" Patton said before bursting into laughter.

"It is strange but the real mystery is, where did this come from?"

"Candy land I presume. Oi, look at this one. Dear Princess Celestia, It's a tad easier to be proud when you come in first than it is when you finish further back. But there's no reason to hide when you don't do as well as you'd hoped. You can't run away from your problems. Better to run to your friends and family."

"Who the fuck wrote these?" Ben thought out loud.

Ryan and Matt sorted through the letters together.

"Dear Princess. Dear Princess. Dear Princess. They're all the same."

"This is weird man." Finn said as he walked over.

"Well lets bag em and take them to the foundation." Mcknight said.

Staff began to dump the letters into a bag and that was carried by Frost. Just as soon as they were out the door, radios buzzed on the team and agents in SCP-130.

"ALL UNITS. WE HAVE A CONTAINMENT BREACH WITH ALL SCP'S. ANY UNTIS MUST RETURN TO ASSIST IN RE-CONTAIMENT. I REPEAT. ALL UNITS MUST- Oh shit. No. No no no no no no-"

"We got a heavy containment breach!" Mcknight yelled as he ran through the post office.

A nearby guard nodded at Miller as they raised their rifles and fired, killing the D-Class personnel in the building.

"Everyone on board. We need to get back there ASAP."

The chopper was soon crowded as everyone piled in. Roberts ran up and got on the radio in the cockpit.

"This Alpha-4. On route to facility."

"Fuck. Hurry!"





A gasp awoke a man lying on the ground in the middle of a dark forest. He rose and looked around. 

"Where am I?"

His brain began to work. It all came back to him. He turned his head to the side to see...





"Shit man. It's been so long since we got that call I mean it's fucking night. That facility could be gone."

"Shut it Frost! We need to make sure nothing gets out. Even if we have to go to E-Gate." Mckinght said as he looked out the window to see the burning facility.

"Alright, What the fuck is at E-Gate? I've heard so many goddamn things about it." Ben said.

"It's classified."

The chopper quickly landed. Everyone inside ran out and were all shocked at the sight before them. Fires burned while choppers either were trying to get out or were being taken down by SCP-682. One chopper crash was in front of them.

"Shit that's the captain!" Patton exclaimed as he ran over. There laid the captain of the MTF's, barely conscious as he looked at the men before him. The agents had escorted the staff away.

"Captain, we need to leave." Mcknight said as he grabbed his hand and helped him up.

"We will. Get your men to an osprey quickly. A few rouges got to E-Gate and opened it."

Mcknight nearly dropped him at the sound of his words.

"Shit."

Ben was about to speak up if it weren't for the roar of SCP-682 to send the men running to the hangar.

"Hurry we need to-" Patton was cut short when a bullet pierced his head. He dropped dead as blood spilled from the wound.

It was a sight any prison guard never wanted to see. D-class had gotten into an armory and had supplied themselves with weapons for an escape. They held all kinds from assault rifles to snipers and shotguns.

"PATTON! NO!" Ben yelled.

"Come on Ben, we have to get out of here." Matt yelled as he pulled Ben up. A few men fired back at the rebels. The rebels fell back.

"There are probably more. Let's move." Mcknight hoisted the captain while the team covered him. They quickly moved while trying to get as least of amount of attention as possible. Luckily their chopper landed near the hangar. The team took cover by a building straight across from it.

"There's the hangar. We should make it." Finn said. Frost peered around the corner and saw some rebels that didn't seem to notice them.

"Anyone got a plan?"

"I's simple." Mcknight said. "Evers and I are gonna cross to the hangar while the rest cover us. When we get there, Evers will take the captain while I turn around and cover you guys. Got it?"

"You're a damn genius." Roberts commented.

"Got it!?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright, on the count of three. Ready Evers?"

"Ready."

"One."

"Two."

"THREE!"

As quietly as possible, Evers and Mcknight carried the captain across the open and  to the entrance of the hangar.

"Alright, take him and go. I'll meet up."

"Sir, what does E-Gate have?" 

Mcknight looked at him and said, "Pray we're gone before you find out."

Evers took the captain and helped him inside.

Mcknight held up three fingers. Slowly, he lowered one down, then another, when the final finger dropped, the rest of the team went sprinting. Frost was so caught up on escaping that he accidentally tripped and hit the ground, getting the rebels attention.

They turned around and opened fire, spraying both Frost and Ryan with bullets.

"Aw fuck." Mcknight cursed as he opened fire and killed the shooters. Not fast enough to save Ryan and Frost.

"Shit, HURRY!" He yelled.

Just before they made it, another roar pierced the air and an explosion rocked the air. A chopper in flames came spinning towards the entrance of the hangar.

Evers wasn't shocked to see a fight for the hangar going on. The rebels obviously needed a ride He was just lucky that he was greeted by MTF's when he walked in.

"We'll help him. We got one osprey ready to leave. We just need to get to it."

Evers nodded and was about to open fire when an explosion shook the hangar. Evers turned to see a chopper had exploded and none other than Mcknight had been caught in the blast.

He reached a hand out in sorrow but soon lowered it.

"They're in shock from the explosion, move!"

Evers and several other MTF's began to sprint for the osprey. Some were gunned down but other were lucky enough to make it. Evers began to cover the two that carried the captain to the osprey.

"Get this thing started cause we are leaving!" One yelled as the engine started.

The hangar doors opened for the osprey as it took of into the air. Joining a few others.





"Spike have you seen my notes?"

A small dragon looked up and said "Nope. Haven't seen em."

Twilight Gave an annoyed look. "I just need to find them to remind me of better times then this."

Spike knew all to well. The nightmares. Twilight screaming in terror in her sleep. She was afraid of the simple task of blinking.

Whatever they went through, Spike hoped to never witness it.





... Greg clutching his still bleeding wound. His face was still pale and was only getting whiter.

"Shit come on Greg. I'll get you some help." Ricca said as he put Greg's arm around his shoulder.

Ricca examined the forest he was in. It seemed like a dark, creepy place. Ricca would have been scared if he hadn't have seen worse.

"Wait, what if i'm where-"





Fluttershy fed her animals on the normal daily routine. For some odd reason though, the animals seemed happier thatn usual. Fluttershy too felt happy for an odd reason.

The rustle in the bushes caught her attention. As if she didn't have a care in the world, she trotted over happily and was soon tackled by an orange blob of slime. She began to laugh as it tickled her.

"Oh it's good to see you again."

She remembered the last time she met "the tickle monster." Fluttershy had felt so happy. He gave off a sweet scent of fruits and was very playful. The facility didn't seem like such a bad place.

Facility.

Facility!

Fluttershy snapped out of her thoughts. She went from happy to concerned and look at SCP-999.

"How did you get here?!" She nearly yelled.

But her pupils shrank at the sound of a terrible screeching.





"Maybe she is here. She can help Greg and-"

A missile fired at the ground near him. Ricca was thrown into the air and watched as the forest burst into flames.

"What the-"

An osprey flew over head and quickly turned around. The guns opened fire. Ricca had scrambled over to get Greg and get out of the forest but was shot in the leg. Greg was shot again in the chest and fell down, gasping and bleeding.

"Shit GREG!" Ricca tried to put pressure on wounds but knew it was hopeless. Greg had grabbed Riccas arm before gasping his last breath until he dropped to the ground, dead.

Ricca began to run. Even with a bullet in his leg, he knew it was run or die. The osprey had done another run and fired more bullets at him.

After an unknown time of running, Ricca was greeted by a near-blinding sunlight. But it was soon blocked by the osprey. More bullets fired and hit Ricca.

Ricca fell to his knees. His hands held him up as he felt his old wounds and new ones bleed. Thinking that it was the end, he let himself fall to the ground.






Matt and the rest had began to run. The helipad could have had a chopper.

"Are you sure?"

"It's either this or die!"

Matt took point and ran ahead. He signaled the others to move up. A ladder lead to the top of a building.

"It's up here. Lets-"

Another roar sounded before gunfire rained down on the men. They ran for cover while firing back.

"COVER EACH OTHER WHILE THEY CLIMB UP!" Matt yelled. 

Ben quickly climbed up. Then Finn. Soon Miller.

"Roberts go. I got you covered."

Roberts quickly climbed up the ladder.  

"Now you."

Matt climbed up the ladder. But about 75% of the way, a bullet struck his back. He lost grip with one hand. Ben dropped down and tried to grab his hand when another bullet hit him. Matt fell back down and hit the ground, dead.

"NO!"

"We're leaving!" Roberts said as he got in the chopper. He powered it up.

The rest of the team piled in. Ben was trying to keep it together while Finn mourned the lost of his friend.

The helicopter lifted off.

"So we made it"

"Yep. So now we-"

A blinding light filled the sky. Suddenly, the scenery of total warzone changed to something else. A castle built into a mountain side with a peaceful town below.

"What the fuck?"