SCP-1946 "The Stable Door"

by BetaGravGear

3-43-1 'Guardian'

A town said to be situated in [REDACTED], it is well known for what is known as the ‘Spirit Bell’ which is a large multi-story tower filled with graves of those long past. This town has shown multiple anomalies, most of which have been centered around the Bell. The tower has many legends, one of the more well-known ones is about what many call the ‘Guardians of Lavender Town’, which is said to be an undetermined number of high powered spirits who look over the town and punish any outsider who tries to enter the bell tower. While we keep trying to send a team down to investigate many occurrences that have been happening in this town, each request has been denied swiftly by Zeta Overseer. Why he does so is not known, but it seems the Editors have backed him up in this.

Head of security for Zeta 9-3, Grave-Digger, is someone who is shrouded in mystery. While his files do check out for the most part (Taken from File # 876487 ‘Clearance Authorized’), some parts still have to be called into question. The biggest part to question at the moment is the ‘special training’ he was said to have received from a supposed spirit in the Bell. Grave-Digger has shown multiple supernatural traits, none of which have yet to be called into question due to Zeta Overseer interference. It has been noted that multiple members of Zeta 9-3 have been heard speaking about the ‘Guardian of Lavender Town’ being released whenever Grave-Digger gets angry enough. This, however, seems to be a well-kept secret between the team though it has also been noted to never make Grave-Digger angry.

Further research is needed before giving any kind of classification to either of these points. While it seems unlikely to happen soon, hopefully someone will give and allow us to investigate so we can secure whatever may be in the Bell as well as maybe giving Samuel (Better change that to the proper) the proper classification that we know he deserves so we can be ready in case something happens.
Document Signed by: [REDACTED], Looked Over by: [REDACTED]

Celestia was frozen in fear at the robed figure standing before her, its glowing green eyes seemed to be filled with pure hate as it looked over her like a predator eyeing its prey. It was rather tall, around the size of a certain lord of chaos which made her all the more terrified. She could feel his demonic grin coming from the shade of its hood as it spoke a name only someone who knew her well would know.

“It has been a while, hasn’t it Tia?” his voice boomed as the hood was enveloped in a ghostly greenish blue aura, pulling it down to reveal a sight the chilled Celestia right to the bone. His face seemed to be made up of a rather strange mix of animal’s faces in a mockery of a human’s. However parts of the right side of his face seemed to be skeletal in looks. His green beady eyes still stared into her soul, the hate seemingly eternal as his grin became wider revealing razor sharp fangs. “What is the matter Tia? It looks like you have seen a ghost!” as he started to laugh before calming himself down, a look of shock and horror coming back to his face.

The echo of his laugh caused shivers to go down the back of everyone on the other side of the fog. “Wh-what was th-that?” Fluttershy muttered as she started to shake and a cold feeling started to go up the ponies spines. Within seconds of the laugh, everypony was frozen in place by some kind of unknown force. Within seconds, the magic hold on the task force members dispersed, allowing most of them to land safely on their feet.

“Ow! A little bit of warning next time you little freaks!” Picks shouted as he fell, face first, on the hard floor. He quickly got up and after a quick check to make sure nothing broke regrouped with the rest of his team. They noticed that the six ponies seemed to be in some kind of invisible grasp that gripped their whole bodies. “And as expected the enemy has been frozen in fear like a bunch of villagers in a ReDeads sight.” He finished as the non-Zeta members of the team looked at him with a strange expression.

“Just what the hell is going on here earth-eaters?” Magnet asked quickly, ignoring the muffled sounds coming from the nearby ponies. “It is almost like you have some kind of super demon thing on your team.” Picks started to laugh as Mirage gave a small chuckle. Assassinio quickly took the opportunity to try and find out something that had been evading many in the Foundation for a while.

“It’s him isn’t it?” he asked in a soft voice as everyone quieted down and waited for him to elaborate. “3-43-1, The Spirit Bell Guardian… it is true isn’t it?” he questioned as the rest of the team looked to the two Zeta members currently with them, awaiting some kind of answer. Just as they were about to speak, they were cut off by a loud voice hidden within the fog.

“Oh how I have waited for this day…” the strange figure spoke as he started to circle around Celestia, his eyes still filled with unbridled hatred. Celestia started to try and speak, but was quickly brought down with an invisible unruly force. “I AM SPEAKING” he yelled as he stared right into her eyes. Taking a second to calm himself down, the figure continued. “3000 years since the day your kind betrayed everyone Tia… since the day your father declared my kind as ‘freaks of nature’ and humans as useless primitives.” He put his face within a hairs distance of hers. “The day you broke my brothers heart… and watched me ‘die’.”

Celestia felt the hold on her weaken enough to allow her to actually talk. She started to speak in a sympathetic tone towards the figure. “Please… you don’t know the whole story Wispy.” Celestia immediately felt a large amount of pressure push onto her.

“DO NOT CALL ME WISPY!!!” The figure yelled as his aura surrounded her, nearly crushing her to death. “My name is Reaper… Phantom Reaper. Wispy died a long time ago, a very long time ago.” Phantom’s eyes looked solemn for a second before he started speaking again, completely ignoring anything that came out of the Alicorn’s mouth. “I know as much of the story that I need to know. Your father talked, said the humans were too ‘undeserving’ and ‘unstable’ to be talking to the likes of him and the others.” He took a deep breath in and released it as he calmed down again. “And you just sat there… watching him as he forced them all to leave… as he forced anything too dangerous for his world into theirs in hopes of eradicating them all… you didn’t even try to defend us.” His eyes now held a sad look, one that looked like it had seen everything happen in the world. “You didn’t even try to save me… or my brother.”

“Listen to me,” Celestia said in a stern tone, causing Phantom to look at her, his eyes starting to fill with hate one again. “You don’t know the whole story of what happened on that day. You don’t know about any of the aftermath or,” She once again started to feel a pressure on her body, but she still persevered through it to get her message out. “… or what… happ…ened to… your… brother…” The pressure was released once again as Phantom adopted a face of interest mixed with anticipation.

“What about him. What happened to Discord then?”

“Six… A number that will forever live in infamy…” Ore read quietly to himself. Partially separated from the rest of the group who was still awaiting another barrage of troops to come down as well as trying to get further into exactly what they were messing with. He had actually found a strange stream of words that were etched into some of the jewels. Some of the words were hard to read though, and others were in a language he had never seen before.

“Six, a number that has forever helped keep balance between dark and light; a number that will forever live in infamy.” Ore jumped a bit as Samurai appeared behind him with the stealth of a ninja and started reading the words with no problem. “It is a mix of symbols I have seen in some of the Foundation archives. It is said to be a language long since abandoned by the human race.

“Wait.” Ore started as he realized that he read the strange symbols perfectly, “So you can actually read what this thing says?” Samurai gave a small nod and continued to look over the spill of abnormal symbols. “So… what does it say exactly… if you don’t mind translating it that is?”

Samurai sighed as he finished reading it himself. “A memoir… about something that had happened here long ago. Some of the symbols are hard to translate, but I believe I got the basic of it down. It goes something like this:

“It is a very basic translation and not everything was recognizable. Still, it is rather interesting don’t you think?” Samurai asked as he reread it once again.

“Yeah.” Ore replied as he soaked in the words that were read off to him, “Makes you wonder just what it all means.” Samurai chuckled as he started to stand up and head back toward the others.

“It means, never trust what comes as a set of six… no matter what.”