Hello everybody! PuzzleMaster1998 here with a brand new story!

It's SCP!

I've been into SCP for a while, and after reading some SCP stories, I've decided it's time for me to write my own!

I will be doing several SCP stories. With changes to some of the SCPs of course.

Reaperblade999, thank you for your reviews. I am working on several stories at the moment, including a Courage the Cowardly dog series. Ironically, what you suggested for each story was what I was thinking of, with a few adjustments. Thank you for your reviews! And I'm glad you like my work!

(If you make an official account Reaperblade999, I can talk to you about my future stories.)

Disclaimer: SCP and all its content is owned by SCP Foundation. I myself own nothing except my OC.

Now, Let's begin!

The Arrival and the First SCP

The first thing he was aware of when he came to was the hard mattress underneath him. He groggily sat up, and rubbed his eyes before he took note of his surroundings. He was in a small room that had no windows and only one cell door, along with a desk and chair. Fluorescent lights lit the room.

"Where the heck am I?" He asked aloud as he looked about the room with confusion. From the corner of his eye, something white at the foot of the bed caught his attention. Turning towards it, he saw it was a piece of paper. He also noticed that he was now wearing an orange jumpsuit, with "D-4798" boldly stamped on the left breast, confusing him even more. 'Is this a prison uniform?' He thought as he stared at the jumpsuit. 'Seriously, what the heck is going on!?'

With that thought in mind, he picked up the piece of paper and read it.

"Welcome to the SCP Foundation, D-4798. Memorize this designation, for it will be your one and only alias if you happen to cross paths with the other personnel. The top secret underground facility you're currently stationed in was built to contain paranormal creatures and artifacts codenamed SCPs for our research staff to analyze. You and your fellow Class-D personnel have been recruited to serve as test subjects for said staff. We apologize if this comes off as oppressive, but we need your utmost cooperation for our experiments to serve fruitful. If you follow our orders to the letter, you will be let free by the end of the month."

"What the hell!?" He cried once he finished reading. "So I'm now a human guinea pig for these scientists to use with these 'SCPs.' Wonderful!" He said sarcastically, dropping the paper on the ground. He laid back on the bed with a frustrated sigh, and covered his face with his hands.

'You're going to die as an 18 year old for the second time here Gavin' He told himself with resignation. He was, of course, referring to the fact that he had once lived in a completely different universe, but had died and been given a second chance by Kami. He had been reborn in this world as an orphaned baby boy, and over the years had recovered all his memories while being a good person and helping others.

Gavin sighed again, and then got onto his feet, placing a hand on the wall to steady himself. Once he had regained his balance, he said, "Well, if I'm going to die here, might as well make the most of it." With that, he went over to the desk, and started looking through the drawers. The drawers were empty, causing him to sigh in disappointment.

Suddenly, the door slid open, causing him to away from the desk to the doorway. A man wearing a white, full body suit, a black tactical vest, black gloves and combat boots, black balaclavas, and a black riot helmet with a yellow visor stood in the doorway, holding a gun with a green scope on it.

"D-4798, Come with me," The guard ordered before he backed up from the doorway, causing Gavin to frown and then sigh in frustration as he went towards the doorway.

"Alright, alright," He said as he exited his room and entered a hallway lined with similar cell doors. "So, where are we going?"

The guard didn't respond, and simply gestured with his gun for him to continue moving forward. Gavin shrugged, but did as he was ordered, not really wanting to cause any trouble.

As they walked down the cell block, another guard came in front of him and started leading him along as well, leaving him sandwiched between the two.

"Where are we going?" He repeated, thinking they might not have heard him.

"Silence D-4798," The guard behind him ordered, causing him to shut his mouth and remain silent. He didn't want to piss them off and possibly get a bullet in him.

They went through several doors, turned several corners, went up some flights of stairs, and went down several hallways for what seemed like hours, but was actually several minutes. As they went down the hallways, Gavin noticed several signs next to the various doors they passed.

'"SCP-294. Object Class: Euclid?" "SCP-714. Object Class: Safe?" How many SCPs are there?' He thought with slightly wide eyes as they continued on their way.

They soon arrived at another doorway, this one having a sign on it that read, "SCP-173. Object Class: Euclid." Below that was a picture of a weird humanoid statue, and a warning sign that read, "Sentient and Violent."

'I'm gonna die,' Gavin thought as they entered the door. The door shut behind them, and the two guards went up some stairs right next to the door.

"Move along!" One of the guards shouted at him, causing him to jump slightly.

'Alright, alright. Don't get your panties in a knot,' He thought as he approached the giant door in front of him, where two other Class D personnel were waiting for him, one holding a mop and bucket.

"Alright," One of the guards said, catching their attention. "The three of you will be cleaning SCP-173's chamber today. One of you will clean, while the other two must maintain direct eye contact with the SCP until they are done cleaning and we have relocked the doors. If you do not maintain eye contact, you will be killed by the SCP."

With that, the doors quickly slid open, and the three of them walked into the room, the doors quickly shutting behind them. The room, which had a large window on the second level behind a railing, was completely empty, except for a reddish brown puddle on the floor, and the SCP itself.

Gavin and the other man stared directly at it, while the man with the mop and bucket ran over to the puddle, and started mopping it towards a tiny drain built into the floor.

As Gavin stared at it, not blinking, he could feel the hostility radiating off the statue. 'Why is it so hostile?' He wondered as he continued staring at it, noticing that there were flecks of paint on its body. He absentmindedly started whistling a random tune while tapping his foot. The hostility decreased slightly, causing him to raise an eyebrow at the statue. "Hey man, I'm gonna blink," He told the man next to him, who nodded. He blinked, and then resumed staring at the statue, noticing the hostility was the same as before.

'I wonder,' He thought as he stared at the statue. He started whistling "Oh! Susanna," and his eyes widened as he felt the statue's hostility decrease even more. The man who was mopping soon finished, and went to the door.

"Alright," A guard said over an intercom. "Opening the doors now. Maintain eye contact as you exit until we reseal the doors." The doors quickly slid open, and all three of them slowly exited the room. As the doors rumbled shut, Gavin waved and said, "Goodbye!" to the SCP in the room.

Several guards went up to the two men that were with him, and took them away, presumably to their own cells.

Two guards came over to him, and one of them gestured with his gun to follow him. He obeyed, and they made their way down a few more hallways, and went down a flight of stairs, before they entered what appeared to be a cafeteria.

Several other men wearing similar orange jumpsuits sat at long metal tables with trays of food in front of them.

"Get some food, and then come to this door when you're done, or else," The guard in front of him told him as he and the other guard left him in there.

'Alright,' He thought as he turned his attention to the lunch line. He started making his way over to the line, and soon arrived there with no trouble from the other men. He took a tray, and went down the line, receiving food as he went. He then grabbed a few utensils and a cup of milk, before he turned towards the tables.

He looked for an empty spot, and found one at the end of a table. He headed over to it, and set his tray down before sitting down. He closed his eyes and said a quick prayer before he started eating.

Once he finished eating, he got up from the table and brought the tray over to a tray return, before making his way to the entrance of the cafeteria. The guards returned, and started leading him back through the facility.

As they walked through the facility, Gavin couldn't help but hum a little tune. The guards didn't react as he hummed, causing him to silently sigh in relief. They soon arrived back at his cell, and ushered him inside, closing the door behind him before they left.

Gavin sighed as he walked over to his bed and sat down. "What a day!" He stated as he shook his head. "A killer statue. Well, I'm gonna have an interesting time here." He then yawned, the excitement of the day having caught up to him. He stretched his arms, and then started to lay down.

As he lay down on the bed, he thought, 'Well, at least I didn't die today. And what will happen tomorrow?' With those thoughts in mind, he fell asleep.

Well, this was an interesting intro now, wasn't it?

If you guys complain about how dumb it is that SCP-173 would be calmed by whistling, I just wanted him to do something different that would cause SCP-173 to not be so hostile. In the game 173 is so annoying!

Can't wait to write about the next SCP! Which one should it be? The SCP's that will be appearing in this story for certain are SCP-682, SCP-1471-A, SCP-795, SCP-953, SCP-860-2, and SCP-079.

Also, sorry about how short this chapter is!

PuzzleMaster1998 signing off!