– Donna's POV –
I'm not sure what I was looking at. Me and Angie were meant to have a meeting with the other four lords and Miranda, but then this all happened.
This human-looking man with a cat-like face was... just strange looking. Me and Angie witnessed his struggle with Heisenberg from a safe distance, and to our surprise, he just took him out fairly easily. I tried to hallucinate him with the Flower Pollen by coming closer to his location and yet he seemed to notice me.
Now whether he was really seeing me or hallucinating, I'm not certain, but the fact the hammer's head was inches away from my face and his beaten up physique and glowing eyes that would make anyone afraid, I just hope he doesn't bring the hammer down on my head. I am not as powerful as the others.
Staring uncomfortably at the hammer's head, I clutch Angie closely and expect the worst. But, much to my surprise, he dropped the hammer on the ground and gave me a fatigued face.
"Sorry for almost... hitting your head."
"Just what are you?" Angie the doll asked as she tilted her head in curiosity while I remained silent, because I usually used her as a way to talk to others rather than myself doing it.
"I'm... just someone who has become a Stand, and got teleported here, but I don't think you know what those mean anyway."
He wasn't wrong though. This "Stand" he refers to himself was something I had never heard of before and was completely unfamiliar to me. He then sank down on the ground, exhausted.
"Where's the exit, and are you trying to capture or kill me?"
The exit to the village is not that far, but he would have to go through the forest, which is filled with an unknown number of Lycans hunting in those areas, and since he is an outsider of very bizarre looks, yes, I have to take him or get rid of him for Miranda, but I didn't tell him that, and his voice appears to be that of male in his young 20s, and yet there is a bit of calmness and honesty in his words when he speaks.
"So can we be friends!" Angie the doll asked gleefully.
"If they don't kill me first." Rodeo pointed out.
Almost immediately after, me and Angie looked around and noticed countless more lycans appeared around us, but it only ignored us as they approached him. They genuinely want him dead.
Surrounded by a swarm of superhuman zombies, Rodeo heaved a long and deep sigh, "Good grief."
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– Third Person POV –
In the blown up and burned rubble of the storage house, Alcina emerged from debris alive with her right arm fully grown back and all her wounds fully healed, returning to her beautiful and lovely pale skin due to her regenerating abilities. Despite the fact that her exquisite pale complexion has recovered, much of her dress is a complete mess from the dust, packed with tears, and she has also lost her hat.
"This was my favorite dress." She sighs, "The damage is done, no need to argue over it. Lost my hat too." She groaned viciously at the end.
"Mother!"
Hearing someone call her, Alcina looked to the right and saw her daughters approached her and hugged her, to which she hugged them back in return.
"Are you alright? What happened to you?" Daniela, one of her daughters asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, just got blown up to the other side of the village, but I told you three to stay back and let me handle the cat because of what he can do with those explosives of his."
As soon as they break from the hug, Cassandra added, "About the cat, he dealt with Moreau and Heisenberg."
"He what?"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
A sudden scream rang out located above them. When the four looked up, they saw Moreau falling from the sky and heading straight towards them. The four retreated rapidly, and Moreau fell face first on the ground.
"You ok?" Daniela asked as she stared at him.
"I'm... ok."
The next thing Moreau and everyone knew, a hay wagon crashed on top of Moreau, the same one he was on when he got blasted into the sky along with it by Sheer Heart Attack. The four cringed at this.
"On second thought... not ok."
Letting out a sigh, Alcina said, "I'll help you up."
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Back with Rodeo, he was still sitting on the ground, exhausted as he held Heisenberg's hammer in front of Donna and Angie, who were still staring at him as the Lycans were approaching closer with their axes drawn.
Until then, the Lycans came to a sudden halt when they heard a voice.
"What is going on here?"
A female voice echoed throughout the entire village, Rodeo turned his head around and saw who it was. It belonged to none other than a woman dressed in black robes, a bird mask, and three pairs of black wings on her back, wings that remind Rodeo of that of an angel.
This was Mother Miranda.
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"And who or what are you?" The woman named Miranda questioned, her expression was one of gloom as she gazed at him.
Feeling her gaze, Rodeo stood up from the ground and was about to say something when a chair slammed his back, shattering into dust on impact. Turning around, he saw it was an injured Heisenberg approaching him in anger, who is completely riddled with wounds throughout his body and was the one who had thrown the chair at him.
"Haa… haa... Okay. Okay, dude." Rodeo muttered a few words as his body slowly started to twitch in exhaustion, "I just finished our fight a minute ago, so give me like five or ten minutes to recharge myself from my exhaustion."
But Heisenberg, not giving a damn, went for a right hook on Rodeo, who responded with a left hook, and both of their fists collided on their faces, leading them to take a few steps back from each other.
"Nevermind, we're back in business!" Rodeo said as he takes an out-boxer stance while Karl effortlessly raises all the metallic objects in his vicinity.
Miranda was about to intervene from their fight when her eyes caught a steel bucket falling from the sky, the same one that Rodeo football kicked into the sky during his fight.
Bam!
Before Rodeo could react, the steel bucket landed on his head, causing him to tumble face first on the ground. So much for back in business.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
This dumbfounded Karl, Angie, Donna, Miranda, and all the Lycans who witnessed this. Urias, on the other hand, is still suffering from a concussion.
At the following moment, Alcina, her daughters, and Moreau arrived at the scene shortly after, and they discovered Rodeo lying on the ground. With just a sliver of consciousness remaining, Rodeo was about to rise up from the ground, not before long as he felt multiple shadows looming over him.
Lying on the ground, Rodeo glanced at his surroundings to see the four Lords, Miranda, and the Dimitrescu daughters looking down on him with darkened expressions.
"...Biscuits."
"You picked the wrong village, fool."
Once he says those words, Karl kicks his face and everything in Rodeo's sight went dark.
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– SCP Universe-[REDACTED], Site-17, America- 8:00 PM –
In the SCP universe, Abby was in her containment chamber, currently sketching crayon drawings on a book. The picture showed her holding Rodeo and Michelle's hands and walking along happily on a moonlit night.
"Perfect." She said in delight.
[My child.]
A deep and sinister voice echoed deep within her mind, speaking to her.
"What do you want, meanie?" Abby pouted.
[What? Can I not talk to you when you are alone? Without anyone on your side? Believe me. You will outlast every single person in your life. Those who have my blood and anomalous powers like you are destined for something... more.]
"But I want my friends to be by my side always, I really want to."
[I understand, little one. However, reality can often be... disappointing. 682, 999, myself, and you are all unique. Together we can change things for the better or for the worse. I only request you to flee with 682, my child.]
"No! Last time I did that, I found out that Cory passed away, because of you!"
[That was his decision to die and seal me away once more. Not me. You will free me. It is inevitable.]
With those final words, the voice of the Scarlet King within her mind became silent.
"But... I don't want to." Abby mumbled with her voice mournful, "I want to be with my friends. Be happy."
Knock! Knock!
Interrupting her thoughts was when she heard a knock on her containment cell door.
"Come in."
Her calls caused the door to open, and came none other than Michelle.
"Big sis!"
"Hi, Abby."
With a delightful expression, Abby immediately hugged Michelle, which she hugged her back in response.
"Are you and big bro gonna read me a bedtime story tonight?" She said eagerly.
Michelle looked down in sadness. It's been hours since they last got any contact from Rodeo following their operation in Mount Foraker this morning, and the foundation was doing everything they could to search for him.
"Speaking of big bro, where is he?"
"..."
Abby's smile gradually changes as she notices the sad expression on Michelle's face, "Is something wrong big sis?"
Hearing her words, Michelle snapped out of her thoughts and immediately responded, "Oh! He's uh…"
"Is he okay?" She asked with a worried and apprehensive look.
"No, he's fine. It's just that big bro is gone for a very important task somewhere in the world and he wanted me to tell you that he's sorry for not coming and that he will make it up to you by bringing you a gift once he returns." Michelle said reassuringly, fully knowing she had no chance but to lie, so that she wouldn't worry Abby about Rodeo too much.
"Oh, okay," Abby says, her smile returning to enlightenment when she hears her words. "When will he come back?" she asks.
"He'll be back soon."
"Okay, I hope the gift is a toy."
Michelle chuckles, "Don't you have enough toys and plushies, my adorable little Abby?" she said in a high pitched tone as if she was talking to a baby, so she couldn't stop herself from pulling her cheeks, which Abby found embarrassing and very uncomfortable.
"You're so cute!"
">_< Stooop!" She whined.
"Okay." Michelle grinned teasingly as she stopped pulling her cheeks.
"Can I give you something?"
"Sure."
Returning to the book she was drawing in with crayons on, she removed a page from it and showed it to Michelle. Michelle took the page and saw it was a crayon sketch of herself, Abby and Rodeo walking in a starry night while holding Abby's hands.
Michelle let out a small smile and said, "Thanks, Abby. Rodeo will love this."
"^_^ You're welcome."
Michelle pats her head, "I'll be back here by 11 PM to read your bed time story. Alright?"
"Alright, big sis!"
Smiling back at her, Michelle then leaves her containment chamber.
Shutting the door, Michelle was now standing outside of Abby's containment chamber door, her gaze drawn at the drawing Abby had made, which made her feel happy, but also sad, because Abby didn't knew about Rodeo's disappearance, and seeing her innocent and happy look believing Rodeo is fine just hurt Michelle more, because no one knows what may have happened to Rodeo or whether he is alive or dead... or something much worse.
She shed a few tears streaming down her cheeks, standing in the silent halls for a brief moment until she heard a voice from down the hallway.
"Michelle?"
Looking down the hallway, she saw it was Amelia Buck. Michelle immediately brushed away her tears and turned aside.
"Still worried?"
Michelle sighed and nodded, "Yes, I am."
"You and me both, Michelle." Amelia said, placing her hand on her shoulder, "But we got to have faith."
"...Did they find anything? Any clue where Rodeo might be or may have gone?"
Amelia lowered her gaze and shook her head, "No. Nothing yet."
Her response caused Michelle to feel more worried, "...You know, Dr. Buck, ever since I came here to this world, it's been one crazy event after another, and everytime I see Rodeo in the center of it all, we help him and support him, but sometimes he wants to handle it himself so that we don't get hurt, just like this morning." she said in a sad and worried tone.
Amelia hugged her, trying to comfort Michelle while she embraced her in return.
"I know, Michelle. He just wants to see us safe and happy in this messed-up anomalous world, and he's trying to find a way back home for all of you."
"...Yeah."
As the two continue to embrace, something emerges from a nearby shadow, which the two notice and turn to its direction to realize it was Miguel.
"Hola, Dr. Buck and Michelle. One of the MTF agents may have a small lead on something related to Rodeo. Jones wants us all to meet up in the briefing room regarding this lead."
With a nod of their heads, the two proceed into the briefing room.