SCP and FNAF crossover... and potentially more to come.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything obviously, I just wanted to do this for fun.

"You look afraid. Don't be afraid. This is a dream, the last dream you may ever have, for nightmares are coming... I wouldn't want to wake up, but unfortunately, you must."

William Afton, or as he was currently known as Dave Miller groaned as he got up from his bed, trying remembering what happened in the past few days. "Wha- Where am I again?" He looked at his hands... they were a dark purple, Dave knew for a fact that purple wasn't a normal skin color from what he remembered... who was he again?

Dave started to remember he was a nightguard for some pizzeria. "I was a nightguard... but my house doesn't look like this... does it?" Dave looked at his clothes, they were orange with a D emblem of sorts on them. "So I'm a prisoner? But what did I do to get stuck here?" Dave then saw a piece of paper on a nearby desk.

On the behalf of the SCP foundation, we welcome you to an exciting one-month period of working in one of our top secret-

At those words Dave threw the piece of paper away, he didn't know how intelligent he was compared to other people, but he was wise enough to somehow know that no one ever uses the words exciting and top secret in the same sentence without spelling out the fact that it was either a hoax, or he was going to die after that one month period of doing... whatever these people want. "Fazbear's contracts pull that bullshit off all the damn time, no way in hell I'm falling for such an obvious lie." Dave muttered to himself. "Wait... Fazbear's... Fredbear's..." Dave's memories came flooding back to him, he was a manager of Fredbear's and then became one of Fazbear's technicians/nightguards when Fredbear's got shutdown because of those stupid kids.

"That's right... I got arrested for murdering only 5 children... morons, I killed 12 brats and so many more, it's not so bad though, I'm still alive... but I certainly know who's not." Dave laughed a little at his cruel crimes. But how did he lose some of his memories in the first place? Then Dave realized the bed he was resting on felt a tad bit like a slab of tiles stacked up on each other with only a blanket and a featherless pillow for comfort... Oh, he must've jumped onto the bed, only to be knocked unconscious when landing. 'I am such a idiot.' Dave thought to himself... "Well at least I know who I am now. What now?" Dave muttered. Soon after he said those exact words the door opened, revealing an armed guard in white kelvar armor and a ballistic vest and helmet with a green visor.

"Hey, they've got some work for ya. Do me a favour and step out of your cell." The guard ordered. Seeing how the guy had a gun at the ready, Dave quickly obliged and walked out of his cell. "Just follow me. Oh and by the way, we're authorized to uh, exterminate any disobedient test subjects, so I'd recommend not doing anything stupid." The Guard started to lead Dave to another area in... wherever Dave was. Eventually the guard started up a conversation with the guard behind Dave, but seeing how it didn't concern him yet, Dave tuned out of the conversation and looked around instead, and true to the pamplet, it really did look like a top secret base of sorts. Dave continued walking until he was at some sort of containment chamber "Just get in there and follow all the instructions and uh, you'll probably be fine. Or maybe you won't be. Either way, I don't really care." The Guard causally said to Dave.

"Okay then..." Dave walked in the chamber and met two other Prisoners. "So, anyone know what we're getting into?"

"Somthin' called SCP-173 by the looks of it, apparantly it's some statue that only moves when you look away or blink." One of the inmates said.

"Pfft, how the hell can a statue move anywhere in a blink of an eye?" The other inmate laughed.

"I dunno, but the fact this thing here has killed people means I ain't taking my eyes off of it and if you guys value your lives, you'd damn well do the exact same thing." The inmate gruffly stated, and at the end of those words, the double iron doors slowly slided to reveal... a baby-esqe thing, it had short arms and legs, a large head and seemed to made of concrete... it also had paint of some sort on it's face and something brown on it's rear... That same brown substance was also on the floors. Dave sincerely hoped to god that it wasn't what he thought it was.

"ALL CLASS-D PERSONNEL PLEASE ENTER THE CONTAINMENT CHAMBER FOR TESTING." A loud voice on the intercom ordered. The three Inmates entered the room at once with the Sculpture. The doors shut firmly... But they soon reopened once again. "UMM, THERE SEEMS TO BE A PROBLEM WITH THE DOOR LOCK CONTROLS. PLEASE MAINTAIN DIRECT EYE CONTACT WITH SCP-173 UNTIL-" The lights went out, and that's when Dave would go through the hell that is: Surviving a Massive Containment Breach in the SCP Foundation.

"OH SH-" One of the inmates shouted before a sickening CRACK interrupted his final words.

"Wait what the fu-" Another crack resounded, and another body fell. The Guard on the balcony started shooting what Dave assumed to be 173, and then another crack could be heard from the balcony. Soon the backup generators finally kicked in, and Dave could see a little bit, the light was a bit dim.

'Where the hell is 173?' Dave thought to himself looking around frantically, 'Wait, what am I thinking! That thing clearly ran off! So I should run too!... Preferably as far away from that thing as possible.' Dave scolded himself and opened one of the doors, leading to a hallway with another small room inside there... 'What's this?' Dave walked in to see a shelf with various items and equipment on it. 'Sweet! This might make my life easier! Let's see here...' Dave searched through the shelfs and found a gas mask, a navigatator of sorts, some batteries, a document on 173, and a keycard that seemed to be for level 1 doors... 'The gas mask might be useful for smoke and gas leaks, the Navigator will probably save me from god knows what is around this place, the batteries will be needed to charge it, the keycard is useful only until I find a card of a higher level. And I suppose reading 173's document wouldn't hurt...' Dave thought as he pulled up 173's document... needless to say it was- 'A waste of ti- what was that?' Dave thought as he heard scraping noises nearby. Dave cautiously walked out of the room back into the hallway and saw 173 standing right near the door he needed to use to get of the hallway.

"You little... Taunt and kill me before I can even try to escape eh? Not a chance you freak." Dave cursed as he thought of ways to lure 173 away from the door, then he for the slightest moment blinked, and 173 was half-way to him and the door, but 173 wasn't blocking anything anymore. "Heh, guess you're not so bright afterall ain'tcha now?" Dave smugly taunted as he carefully moved around and backed away from 173, and then opened the door and closed it and proceeded to run like hell.

*Hours later...*

*Huff* *Puff* "Well, I think I finally lost that thing, guess I better see if this navigator works." Dave muttered as he brought up his Navigator, and it thankfully worked. "Ah... so where do I need to go?" Dave contemplated on where he should go for a bit... until a strange slurchs and bloches could be heard, and was soon followed by a distorted laugh. "What the hell?..." Dave muttered, but he soon found what made that noise because soon a decomposed... rotten... corroded... corpse of an old man walked through a door near Dave and caused it to corrode into well... a giant hole. 'I think I know where I'm supposed to go now, and it's as far from this freak as possible!' Dave decided as he ran away... he risked a glance back and saw the man was actually... slow... 'Doesn't change the fact he can kill me, run and never look back.' Dave chastised himself as he continued to run.

*20 Minutes Later...*

"Well... he wasn't that bad, I guess I shouldn't just go near him at all." Dave noted as the strange man seemed to give up on killing him, for now at least. "I guess I should just keep on walking until I find the exit to this horrid place." Dave then walked up to a nearby door... but he needed a higher keycard, he walked up to another door... but he needed a higher keycard, he did the same with another door, but it also needed higher clearence. "Why must my live be so miserable? I just want to go home already..." Dave continued to go down the hallway until he came across what seemed to be a check-point for the light containment zone to the heavy containment zone.

CONTAINMENT BREACH AT

SCP-008

SCP-049

LOCKDOWN INITIATED

"That seems to be an issue you'll have to deal with yourself!" Dave exclaimed as he swiped the keycard... but the doors to the other part of the facillity didn't open. "SHIT! What did I do- Oh... Lockdown... And the Card isn't high enough to get clearance... Mother F-!" Dave shouted as he slumped onto the doors in defeat, already thinking about a different pathway, but a slightly burned document near the door caught his attention. "The hell? What's this thi- Oh..." Dave skimmed through the document, "HehehehahaHA! I still have a chance afterall!" Dave learned about an SCP-914 that could improve his chances of opening the doors and promptly ran off to find it, his hope and chance for survival rekindled.

*1 Hour Later...*

"Where am I now?" Dave mused as he looked at his Navigator; it showed he was near an office he could go to, but it seemed as if something is in there. It faintly read '_13'... Taking the safe route by assuming it meant '173', he blinked once, and opened the door to find 173 in the next room, but it wasn't exactly small enough to fit through the small window that led to the actual room. "Well... You're there... you uhh... just stay there ok?" Dave inspected the room to find a medkit and a level 2 keycard. 'Good... I think this card will allow me to access SCP 914 now, but the only thing bothering me is that this seems to be a testing place, not an office, and that was not a '_13', that was a '173'. Is this navigator faulty?' Dave thought to himself.

"Well I'm finally here no thanks to this Faulty Navigator... I hope this works." Dave thought aloud as he swiped the level 2 card. It worked, the double doors slid open to reveal SCP 914. "Well... I can finally improve my stuff now. So... how do you work?..." Dave mulled over his plan to improve his stuff for awhile now, but he didn't know how to actually operate the machine itself. And the document didn't say anything about how to actually operate it...

"I suppose I just drop my card here," Dave went to the open compartment and placed his level 2 card there, "Pull this to Very Fine," Dave adjusted the knob to the 'Very Fine' setting. "And turn this key," Dave watched as the machine started to refine the card... and saw the card was turned into some banking card; it seemed to be a MasterCard. "Huh, pretty sure that's a banking card..." Dave muttered as he inspected the MasterCard, then realized something, "Ohhh... So that's how it works... Well it's a good thing I didn't close the blast doors."

Dave decided to try to put his faulty Nav. into the machine to see if it would be refined into a better Navigator, and through some miracle, it actually worked! After 914 finished refining the Navigator it looked like a black and white handheld tablet. *Whistles* "Who've thought that crappy thing could be refined this well? I have to hand to this Foundation, they really find the best and worse things," Dave then took in the event happening around him, "And fail to contain them properly too. Oh well! I won't complain! Just gives me a chance for freedom!"

Dave turned the Navigator on and discovered that along with actually mapping the places he already explored, it didn't need batteries either, "Well, that's handy! Oh? What's this? SCP 173 detected? This things detects SCPs too? 914, you've redeemed yourself!" Dave knew he should be concerned about 173, but he found it was rather easy to escape 173, and that Old Man he saw earlier didn't really move that quickly either. "Well, I guess I should just improve the rest of my stuff too for good measure."

-3 minutes of refining later-

"Well... I'm certainly glad I found that document earlier." Dave had refined his gas mask and keycard as best as he could, and he found his gas mask seemed to let him run almost forever, and he was lucky enough to refine his lvl 1 card to an Omni Keycard... Dave had absolutely no idea what an Omni Card was good for, but it was definitly better than a lvl 2 Card by the looks of it. "Well! Time to go!" Dave promptly ran to the checkpoint, but the Old Man was rising from the floor in the direction Dave was running, "In the opposite direction that is!"

Dave ran from the Man until Dave ran to some sort of gate that seemed to electrocute anything that walked near it. Then a female researcher noticed him and ran towards him, probably believing he could help, and just as Dave thought, the Gate eletrocuted her and killed her. "It's definitely a Tesla Gate, but it should have a small cooldown period for me to get through." Dave muttered as he ran through the gate and turned to see the Old Man still walking towards him, unaware of the Tesla Gate. 'Idiot.' Dave thought as The Old Man vanished in a flash of light when he was electrocuted by the Tesla Gate. "Well, that's one way to get rid of Pedophilic Old Men!" Dave laughed as he walked away.

Eventually Dave came across some sort of important office he passed earlier when he was running from the Old Man, seeing how he had an Omni Card, Dave inserted the Card into a slot and walked into some sort of Security Hub for the cameras. "Huh, I didn't know this was something important. Oh? What's this?" Dave walked to 2 levers, that said-

LIGHT CONTAINMENT ZONE LOCKDOWN

ON

*Switched to ON*

OFF

...

HEAVY CONTAINMENT ZONE LOCKDOWN

ON

*Torn Wires and Metal*

OFF

"Well I obviously want them OFF." Dave didn't hesitate to pull the lever to light containment Zone to OFF, but the Heavy Zone's lever was torn off... well, it probably didn't matter (or at least he thought it didn't).

Then Dave heard a few thunks and bunks throughout the room, but Dave ignored it.

"Oh my, another victim of the great pestillence, don't worry, I AM the cure." A Dark robed man with a white birdlike mask thought aloud behind Dave.

"What the- Oh no." Dave was cornered in a room with a strange Doctor who he assumed to be an SCP and the elevator nearby didn't seem to work from what he saw... "I guess I have to..."

"Do what? Spread the sickness? Perish the thought, I am here to cure you." The doctor politely inquired while reaching out to grab Dave, knowing most SCPs were dangerous, Dave assumed The Doctor had a death touch or something.

"Oh no, I'm just gonna... RUN FOR IT!" Dave ran and barely squeezed between the Doctor and the wall, he then ran down the stairs and inserted the keycard into the slot, closing the door and trapping the Doctor for now. "Heh... that wasn't so bad. I guess I just recontained an SCP? I guess that's something to be proud of I suppose." Dave admitted the adrenaline rush was exhilarating and that by recontaining the Doctor, that would be one less SCP trying to kill him.

"Ha ha ha ha haa..." A distorted voice cackled as the Old Man from earlier rose from the floor nearby.

"Not you AGAIN... You really don't like having someone slip from your grasp do you?" Dave muttered as he ran for the Tesla Gate once again, and once again, the Old Man vanished in a flash as he was lured into the trap. "Moron..." Dave muttered as he ran for the checkpoint.

*10 minutes later*

"Back once again! And now..." Dave slid the Omni card against the slot. "I am one zone closer to freedom!" Dave proudly annouced to himself. "I've contained one SCP and unlocked one-third of the facillity. I'm pretty sure that I can say I've done what most would die in." Dave walked in the light containment zone and explored it.

"Finally! Found the Entrance Zone! Now I can be free- What! Lock Down! WHY!?" Dave hysterically questioned until he realized he never contained the two SCPs that broke out of their containment cell. "Ah screw my life already, I already had enough bullcrap to last forever as it is... WELL, off to recontain 049 and 008!" Dave decided to help the SCP Foundation for once, even if it meant he had to risk his life and even if was only to escape later.

"Well, I suppose found... something... glad I ain't down there." Dave silently said to himself as he observed around 3 or 4 lizardlike things crawling around on the floor below him, they had extremely large teeth, reddish scales, had 4 legs with long and thick claws, and interestingly enough, no tail. "Glad I looked down this window before I went down that elevator." Dave moved on with his exploration.

"Huh... what are you?" Dave thought aloud as he looked at what he assumed to be SCP-035; Dave only knew it was 035 because he accidently walked into it's containment cell. Dave sat in the observation room, saw its document on a bookshelf, and promptly skimmed through it's document. "Possesive Mask eh?" Dave said with interest.

"Oh thank god! Someone actually found me, I thought I was done for a moment there." *Laughs* What appeared to be a corroded scientist wearing 035 noticed Dave and walked up to the window. "I can get us both safely to the surface, just find the control panel in there and open the chamber doors for me." Dave looked up at the man, looked at the lever, looked back at the man, and then went back to finishing reading the document.

'What the... Welp, I guess I'm smarter than most people in this place then if I am smart enough to read the damn documents, oh well, I guess I should just ignore him as long as I can.' Dave thought as he ignored 035 and turned his attention to the keypad-locked door behind him.

"Well what are you waiting for?" 035 demanded, unaware that Dave saw through his attempt to pose as a normal scientist. "What, do you not... Alright, I admit it, I wouldn't blame you if you don't think I look trustworthy, but please. I need your help and quickly, the mask has been stuck to my face for some time now, and I think I need medical attention or it might kill me from the inside. Just let me out and I can find us an exit in a matter of time."

"Not trustworthy? I just read your document 035, I know that idiot of a scientist is dead and you're just possesing him." Dave replied as he continued trying to figure out what the passcode for the door.

"Alright, look. If you still don't think I'm trustworthy enough because of that Doc, there's a locked storage room in front of you, you probably noticed that it's guarded with a 4 digit pass code. Inside is some useful equipment, as well as a pill of SCP-500. The pass code is 5731, got it? 5-7-3-1." 035 tried to bribe Dave into releasing him now.

"5-7-3-1... Got it!... what's a SCP-500 pill by the way?" Dave asked as he took the small pill and placed it in his pocket.

"It's a small red pill that supposedly cures and heals anything, seeing how you know I am really just a mask, I don't exactly need it unless my host was dying." 035 answered.

"Hm, that would be obviously useful, before I let you go as thanks though, I would like to know where the Armory is." Dave tried to blackmail, noticing there was a Gas Valve lever...

"I don't know where it is." 035 plainly replied.

"Bullshit." Dave immediately snapped back.

"No. Really. I don't know." 035 said in the most convincing way possible. But he wasn't the only insane and cynical liar/murderer in the room either.

"Do you now?" *Laughs* Dave pulled the gas lever and observed with a psychotic glee as 035's chamber filled with Decontamination gas.

"Wait, what the hell are you doing? What the hell are- *Coughing* Will you please why- *Coughing* Just please- *Coughing* I can't breathe! No!" 035 protested, "No! I know where the armory is! Please! Nooo!" 035 fell to his knees coughing from the Decontamination gas.

"Heh, knew you would break if your host was under imminient death." Dave smugly grinned as he turned the Decontamination gas off.

"Okay...okay, it's south of here, past the nearby Tesla Gate, take a sharp left to the third door, you can't possibly miss it, now can you let me go?" 035 sputtered, gasping for breath.

"Fine, go knock yourself out." Dave said, lifting the lever to the door so SCP-035 could go free.

"...I was about to let you get killed by one of the other SCPs around, but because you freed me, without killing me, I'll tell you that the easiest way to get out safely, is probably Gate A. The security is pretty high, but if you manage to sneak past the guards and reach the lower level under the bridge, there's an unguarded service tunnel to a parking lot. That's your way out. Oh, I should probably say also that one of the SCPs, 079 has remote control over the Door Controls and the Cameras of the Facility, disable that, and you'll be good to go. With that in mind, bye!" 035 informed as he ran out of the door quickly.

"So, my way outta this hellhole is through Gate A... well I'll worry 'bout that when I get to the Entrance Zone." Dave decided to follow 035's advice later, now he had an armory to loot!

"Ha ha ha ha haa..." The same Old Man from earlier started to rise from the floor in the storage room Dave was just in.

"Ah damn it! You just have to ruin everything don't you? You're even more annoying than SCP-173!" Dave shouted as he ran for the Tesla Gate, waited for it to emit the electric shock, passed it, and once again lured The Old Man into the trap. "You're such a sore loser you know?" Dave taunted as The Man vanished in a flash of light. "Well, back to looting the armory!" Dave proudly exclaimed, entering the nearby armory.

"Let's see here... A Ballistic Vest? Don't mind if I do!" Dave picked up the vest and wore it, he felt a bit encumbered, but it doesn't hurt to have a small bit of protection. "An FN-P90? I guess it could help if I run into surviving guards, and some documents, not bad, I got some protection and now I can learn more about these SCPs." Dave sat down on the floor and skimmed through the documents, noting that the Doctor he 'contained' earlier was named SCP-049, and The Old Man that tried to kill him 4 times now was called SCP-106, and the Lizards that Dave caught a glimpse of were called SCP-939... at least it clarified a few things now.

"Ha ha ha ha haa..." Well speak of the Devil, the newly identified 106 rose from the floor near Dave once again.

"Man you recover fast, but really? I'm still near that Tesla Gate moron." Dave somewhat admired 106's determination to catch and kill him, he really and honestly did, it was like when Dave finally caught and killed those 5 children, and Dave admired his determination to finish his job... but 106 was once again lured into the Tesla Gate, and vanished into wherever he goes for the 4th time today... "Today's just ain't your day isn't it?" Dave taunted as he ran off to recontain 008. 'Also, how in the living name of hell does someone fall for the same trap four times? How?'

"Well here we are! Finally found you SCP-008! And it's time to go back into your cell!" Dave proudly annouced as he walked into the containment chamber. "Let's see if I can't find your document anywhere..." Dave attempted to enter the observation chamber, but even with the Omni Keycard he couldn't get in. "The hell? Ah well, from what I can tell from the picture, it looks like you're just some sort of bacteria or disease, as long as I wear protective clothing, I should be fine."

Dave decided to take a risk and recontain SCP-008 without any foreknowledge of what it actually was, but before he went into it's chamber, he swore he heard a unique concrete scraping against the floor coming from the observation room... It sounded like... Footsteps? "Shit, is 173 in there? That complicates things quite a bit... there might be a large enough window in the observation room for it to get to me when I'm containing 008..." Dave swore a bit more under his breath as he pulled out his navigator and confirmed that 173 was in the nearby area. As he went into the containment hall, he saw a hazmat suit in storage. "Well, at least there's a hazmat suit, so I should at least be hopefully be safe from 008." Dave put the suit on and went into 008's containment chamber.

"I assume that I need to shut that canister to contain 008." Dave guessed as he walked to the canister; Dave kept an eye on 173 while he walked towards the canister. "Here we go! Grrah!" Dave pulled the cap down and sealed 008 rather easily. "Whoa. Well shit. That was easier than I thought. Er... 173, you just... stay there and I'll run the hell away okay?" Dave causally backed out the room, closed the door, took the Hazmat suit off and dumped it onto the manniquin and ran back to the checkpoint.

"Oh? What are you doing here?" Dave wondered as he picked up a seemingly harmless teddy bear; The stuffed animal seemed to be harmless, it had the typical brown fur that was on most stuffed animals and a black bow tie... A bit like Freddy Fazbear...

"Why would a child's toy be here?" Dave mused, stopping completely. "Children... The reason I'm here now... I suppose I am nothing more than a miserable, ingrateful moron if I'm here." Dave began to lament over the ultimate fact that admittly, the only reason he was truly here was because he killed those children. Yes... He killed them and so many others out of sheer spite of Fazbear's Entertainment taking all the credit for his work.

He didn't have to kill so many though... His original goal was just destroying Fazbear's reputation for casting him aside to a pathetic job as a nightguard when he had every justification and background knowledge to engineer and develop the animatronics. And then he got addicted to torturing and killing others along with his old buddy Hector... 'Why the hell did I do it?' Dave wondered for a moment that, in the case that he ever got out of this... Prison... or maybe it was better described as Area 51...

Anyways, maybe he should go and apologize for killing them. "Oh well, what's done is done, I have to focus on the future." Dave put the stuffed animal against the wall and continued with his journey. That same stuffed animal soon got up and started waddling away as well.

...

"Who... what, are you?" Dave muttered as he stealthily snuck up near a woman with nine red-furred tails, and apparantly had red furred fox ears. Dave observed the woman a bit longer, and it seemed the tails actually were a part of her body. 'Im'ma just gonna go now...' Dave thought as he slowly backed away. 'Yeah, just keep looking towards that door, nothing to see over here.'

"Huh? Who's there!" The fox's ears clearly wasn't for show as she heard small footsteps near her. The fox spun and caught Dave opening the door and moving away. "You're not getting away!"

"OH SHIT!" Dave ran out the door, slammed the button to close it, and ran away. Soon after, the door opened and the Fox Woman chased after him. "She knows how to operate doors?!" Dave ran even harder, quickly closing in on the enterance zone's doors. 'I know I have this gun, but can she be harmed by bullets? Screw it! I might as well try!' Dave pulled the FN P90 off his back and fired towards the fox.

"Ow!" The Fox was somewhat injured as the bullet hit her in her left arm.

"So you can be harmed!" Dave didn't hesitate to stop and unload the entire magazine of bullets on her, but despite her injury, she was still unhumanly quick and somehow managed to dodge the bullets that would have been fatal to her.

"..." The Fox Woman then turned into a small red fox with nine tails and ran away to survive.

"Well, I may have not have gotten the chance to kill you, but at least I survived." Dave still wondered what the fox was though, she certainly wasn't human, and she turned into an actual fox to run away... "Huh... did this Foundation contain a kitsune or something?... Whatever." Dave proceeded to the Entrance Zone and started on the last leg of his journey to escape the SCP Foundation.

*Some Time Later...*

Dave had simply strolling along the Entrance Zone when he heard an outstandingly loud noise speak from the intercom. "Mobile Task Force Unit Nine-Tailed Fox has entered the facility. All remaining survivors are advised to stay in the evacuation shelter, or any other safe area until the unit has secured the facility. We'll start escorting personnel out when the escaped SCPs have been re-contained."

"Well that can't be good." Dave said sarcastically. "I'd better get to Gate A- Wait, what's this?" Dave questioned after seeing a door with a sign.

ELECTRICAL CENTER

"Maybe this will have something I can sabatoge to delay those guys before they find me." Dave ran into the room to find a bunch of servers and electrical equipment, most notably however, there was a room with three levers.

PRIMARY LIGHTS

ON

*Turned to OFF*

OFF

...

SECONDARY LIGHTS

ON

*Turned to ON*

OFF

...

REMOTE DOOR CONTROL

ON

*Turned to ON*

OFF

"Remote door control? Primary and Secondary? What the heck? Well, I suppose that Remote Door Control is self explainatory, so I should switch that to OFF!" Dave pulled the lever to Remote Door Control and turned it off, maybe it will stop the doors from randomly shutting in his face for now. "I probably shouldn't mess with the lights, who knows if 173 is around somewhere? Might snap me if I mess with the lights." Dave left the lights alone, afterall, secondary is just good enough for him to see, and if those Mobile Task Forces were here, then the light would be hopefully be dim enough for him to slip away.

"Hm? What's this? Two docs left here?" Dave said as he picked up two nearby documents. "Project Olympia... Artificial human, eh? Pretty big step in mankind's technology and uhh... Warheads Alpha and Omega... Two Warheads meant to be detonated in case of Containment Failure... *Sigh* I have to go back don't I? Cause if I don't, then those guys will set it off and kill everyone including me." Dave sighed in exasperation as he trekked back to the Heavy Containment Zone so he could turn the Warheads off.

...

"Hey 173! You like being an absolute ass don't you?" Dave said as he tried to figure a way to get around 173, for 173 was closely guarding one of the doors in a lockroom. Dave blinked once, no movement from 173, blinked twice, no movement, thrice, no movement. "How do I do this without dying..." Dave pondered. Dave came up with an idea, he opened the door behind him, opened the lockroom's doors, backed away, blinked and lured 173 out to the hallway, maneuvered around 173, closed the door behind him, put the super gas mask on, opened the lockroom, and sped through the gas-filled chamber. "I just have to think for a strategy, then I can do it! In your concrete face 173!" Dave bragged as he continued with his journey.

"What's this? 106's chamber? I didn't know it was here!" Dave wondered as he entered SCP-106's containment room, noting a camera show a D-class strapped to a table. He also noticed two levers and a button, one lever said something about magnets the other lever said something about an intercom. The button said FEMUR BREAKER... It was fairly obvious what he was supposed to do.

"106 you sadistic bastard... I wanted to go without killing anyone anymore (Because I got stuck in here for doing that), I suppose I have to do this then... I'm sorry man (No I'm really not, I don't even regret killing children)." Dave turned the magnets off, turned the intercom on, pressed the button to break the poor man's femur, and painfully (enjoyed and) ignored (laughed at) the man's sobs and cries for help until 106 finally arrived and without hesitation, Dave turned the magnets on and, just to be safe, turned the intercom off.

Dave waited, and he found that 106 appeared to be truly imprisoned as he didn't come out to kill him. "So... I did it... I contained that miserable fool, at the cost of another's life. Some things can't be helped I guess. Ah well, at least it isn't me!" Dave looked down for a moment, eyes covered in shadows. "Well, I cannot wait any longer! I must find those Warheads and disable them!... If only to preserve myself." Dave shrugged off his (nonexistant) guilt and continued with his journey to disable the Warheads. 'But somehow I feel like karma will be a bitch if I eventually don't do something good while I'm here.'

"Finally! Found them!" Dave exclaimed with joy as he came across the Warheads entrance. "In we go! Haha!" Dave cheerfully exclaimed as he lept into the elevator to the Warheads room.

"Now, where are those blasted controls?" Dave muttered as he scanned the room, seeing a camera and the big and very obvious warhead in front of him. Soon he found something. It wasn't the controls he hoped to find, but it was the Fox Girl from earlier, fiddling with something. 'You again?' Dave noticed she didn't seem to know he was here, how that was possible with him jumping around and borderline singing with glee earlier, he had no idea. 'But why waste the element of surprise?' Dave thought evily as he readied his rifle and carefully edged ever so closer to her.

"Huh? Is someone there?" The Fox thought aloud, hearing a slight muffle and shuffling, her question was answered soon when a cold cylinder of steel pressed itself against her hair slightly, surprising her slightly.

"Do not move. I have a fully loaded rifle directly behind your skull, one movement and I'll unload the entire thing into your brain." Dave darkly threatened. The point seemed to get through as she stayed as still as she could. 'How the heck do I deal with this one?' Dave thought to himself, he couldn't leave this SCP to go and deal with the Warhead controls or she would most likely backstab him and leave him to die, and he would not leave this place and seal it like he did with 049 and the Camera Hub without disabling the Warheads, and even if he did manage to seal it, the SCP might tamper with the controls and turn the Warhead Controls back on.

'What do I do!?' The Fox screamed internally as she tried to think of ways to get out of this situation alive, she could use the power of suggestion... but he would probably wonder why he felt that way and reduce her brain to splatters on the wall. 'Maybe I could trip him and take the rifle away...' She thought and knew that she would have to be quick about it, she couldn't afford to a single moment to let him recover.

Dave snapped out his musings when he saw the world seemed to be in a blur, and then stopped and was replaced with a feeling of falling sharply against the floor. "OW God, I think I have a concussion..." Dave fired his rifle in retaliation and barely missed.

"You're that D-class from earlier!" The Fox-Woman exclaimed as she turned around and instantly recognized him from their last encounter.

"And you're a kitsune, what do you think moron!" Dave mocked as he avoided several swipes from the Fox's unbelievably sharp claws. "Hm? You seem a little annoyed about being called a Kitsune." Dave noted and smiled, "What? Don't like it Kitsune?" He said 'Kitsune' a few more times, each getting more and more mocking, until...

"I. AM. A. KUMIHO!" She shrieked angrily as her attacks picked up in speed significantly.

"What's a Kumiho?" Dave innocently asked, the question seemed to only piss off the Kumiho even more than she already was. "Why-" Dave dived for cover behind a table to catch his breath, "Are you so pissed off over a simple and legimate question!" Dave jumped away before the Kumiho could sink her claws into him. 'Ah screw it, I'll just Google it when I get out of this hell hole.' Dave decided as he blindly swung his rifle... and it somehow caught the Kumiho square in the cheek, knocking her out for now. "Well... at least that's over now." Dave dragged the unconscious Kumiho and set her against the wall. "Now where are those Warhead controls?" Dave searched the room and found them-

OMEGA WARHEAD REMOTE CONTROL

ON

*Turned to ON*

OFF

...

ALPHA WARHEAD REMOTE CONTROL

ON

*Turned to ON*

OFF

...

"I'll set those two to OFF thank you very much!" Dave annouced as he turned the Warhead remote controls off. "Now to go!" Dave was about to leave, but he noticed the Kumiho seemed to be bleeding slowly from her cheek, eventually she might bleed to death if the wound wasn't treated. 'Why should I care? She tried to kill me!' Dave tried to reason to himself, but he thought back to when he sacrificed that poor guy to contain 106... he somehow felt he would probably get a bad case of karma if he didn't do something, and she was a murderer, so hey, it might get someone else killed! "I am so foolish and moronic, it's gonna get me killed eventually I can almost guarrantee it." Dave used the medkit and wrapped a cloth around her head wound, and pressed on it gently, stopping the blood from escaping. "I consider myself redeemed for killing that man earlier now (Now I can stop feeling like an asshole for laughing at his pain and being doomed to be stuck with that pedophilic old man)." Dave decided as he left the room to continue his escape.

Dave eventually came back to the entrance zone, avoiding 173 and somehow, 049. 'How in the living name of hell did the Doctor escape that trap I set up? It should have been impossible for him to get out!' Dave pondered how he could have escaped, but then he heard some sort of static speaking... and then a door opening nearby and several heavy footsteps walking near. "Oh no... The Mobile Task Forces! They must've finished escorting the rest of the personnel out!" Dave panicked and used his keycard to open and close the door to someone named Dr. Bright's room... needless to say, the room was messy, but at least it was going to keep him from being discovered. Soon enough he heard some gunshots, probably the MTFs shooting at an SCP or Class-D, and then heard-

"Blinking." One of the MTFs statically spoke.

'Blinking? That's only important with 173... so that means they shot by instinct? Oh Thank God I went into this room to hide when they came along!' Dave thought.

The MTFs stayed a bit longer, and then- "SCP-173 Contained. Heading back to 173's containment chamber." The MTFs' footsteps began to walk away. But Dave hid a bit longer for good measure; Dave patiently waited until the footsteps dissapeared into the hallways. "Good." Dave continued with his journey to Gate A.

"I'm here... I finally FREAKIN' HERE!" *Mix of laughing and crying* Dave slid his keycard in the elevator and waited for the elevator to come down. When the elevator came down, Dave walked in and pressed to button to go upwards. Dave exited the elevator and saw the daylight. He stepped out and looked around, there didn't seem to be any MTFs around. "Best take 035's advice and find that maintainence tunnel."

Dave quickly looked around and went towards the stairs near the gate. Dave then inserted the keycard into the slot and opened the door at the bottom, he then crossed the hallway and opened the door at that end as well. Seeing some guards near the posts at the bridge, Dave crouched down and sneaked down the stairs and then ran to the door near him.

"Finally at the service tunnel!" Dave ran out to the other end of the tunnel and saw a nearby truck. "There's my ticket out." Dave smirked and broke into the truck, and by some chance, the idiot driver somehow forgot to take the key with him. "Ha! Time to get out!" Dave started the truck and drove out the Facility. "Ah, the sweet breath of fresh air!" Dave exclaimed as he started on a trip to his home, and swore to himself to never get involved with supernatural things again and to live a normal life again working at Fazbear's Pizzaria.

By the time SCP-682 broke out, and the Foundation decided to use the Warheads, they found out someone disabled the Alpha and Omega Warheads.

... Later that day, the Eye of Providence would be found near Gate A's entrance.

Author's Notes:

So, after a while I thought this up and decided to expand on it, instead of Oliver, we had Dave go through the events of SCP Containment Breach, with a few other SCPs thrown into the mix. Even though this was originally intended to be a one-shot, this isn't quite the end for our Purple Psychopath yet, and I plan on the SCP Foundation having another run-in with Dave, and perhaps a certain Green Insane Jester from a return to a restaurant will join in on the fun as well.

SO, without further ado, I will see you all later!