Return(4)

– 9:20 AM –

Alcina, who had been both unconscious and asleep since last night, woke up and looked around to see that she was in a cell of some sort that was fortunately large enough for her to be able to move around easily because of her height. Her wrists were bound with metal electronic cuffs, and she could see that there were at least fifteen chains connecting the floor to the shackles, mostly likely to prevent her from moving around her cell excessively

After searching for a keyhole on the handcuffs and failing to find one, Alcina sighed, "Brilliant."

At that moment, she noticed the door to her cell open to reveal ten MTF soldiers entered the room with LMGs and anti-tank rifles on their hands and aimed their weapons at Alcina.

Alcina sneered, "You really think those things are going to hurt me?

"Welcome to the SCP Foundation, Alcina."

A familiar voice can be heard, and Alcina quickly turns to face at the doorway to see Rodeo and a woman with pink skin enter the cell.

"Sir Rodeo!" Alcina said in relief but her expression shifted as soon as she noticed the cracks, "What happened to you?" she asked.

"Yeah man, what's with the glowing cracks?" asked one of the MTF soldiers to his side.

"I'll explain later, but you should get rid of those cuffs on her wrists."

"You sure?" The soldier asked, feeling concerned.

"The Site Director gave me permission, so just do it!" Rodeo snapped out in an authoritative manner.

"Okay then."

The MTF soldier approached Alcina with caution and removed all of the handcuffs from her wrists.

"Better."

"...This belongs to you."

"Hm?"

Rodeo then handed her the sunglasses which she accepted and momentarily stared at them with a dejected expression on her face due to her remembering what happened to Alucard back in the Hellsing universe, the time where she watched him fading out of existence in front of her eyes.

"Alucard…" she whispered.

"...What happened?" Rodeo asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"He... was battling Walter when he started absorbing blood, but then he... just disappeared out of thin air," she explained, her voice sorrowful, eyes closing as tears began to stream out.

Seeing her like this, Rodeo sighed and brought out his phone, "What if I told you he's still alive and would be returning soon?"

Alcina seemed perplexed, "What?"

Then, Rodeo used his phone to show Alcina episode 10 of Hellsing ultimate, trying his best to explain what Alucard attempted to accomplish during the 30 year time skip of Episode 10.

"...I know this is hard to believe but it's true, Alucard couldn't have Schrodinger's powers and his at the same time so he had to annihilate every soul he possessed until only he remained. Alucard is alive and well. He was never truly gone."

"He's still... alive," Alcina mumbled, feeling a sense of relief washing over her.

"Unfortunately we are unable to return to the Hellsing universe, but yes he's still alive, wish we could go back though, but-"

"No," Alcina breaks off his statement as she wipes away her tears, "It's alright. If he's alive then that's good enough for me, we'll meet one way or another someday, and besides we won't age and die so long as we are what we are... undying."

"Damn she's hot when she speaks," One of the MTF soldiers thought, and he wasn't alone in feeling the same way as the rest of his brothers felt aroused by her voice.

"Alcina, I'm putting you in my team," Rodeo immediately proposed to Alcina before pointing at Michelle, "And this here is Michelle Keegan, the one who has become the Stand Spice Girl and part of my MTF team Queen's Requiem."

"Hello." Michelle waved at Alcina with a broad smile.

"Nice to meet you. Where are the rest?"

"They are in containment, but I'll free them shortly. In the meantime, I need you to head for the briefing room with these soldiers and I suggest listening to them."

"I will... for now, but if they-"

"They won't, so long as you listen to them."

"Alright then."

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– 9:23 AM –

Karl had also been unconscious and asleep since last night. Unlike any humanoid containment cell, he was resting on a steel bench and a metal bracelet around his neck that seemed to be producing some kind of magnetic wave presumably keeping his magnetic abilities nullified.

"😴 zzzzzzzz. Wake the fuck up, samurai. zzzzzzzzz. We got a city to burn. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz."

Until that moment, the door to his cell opened as Rodeo and Michelle, accompanied by a few Scp Guards on their side, walked in.

"Rise and shine, Heisenberg!"

Upon Rodeo raising his voice, Karl's chest hair starts tingling as he wakes up in an instant, "My chest hair senses are tingling!" he exclaims, standing up from his bench right away with an angered look, "FLINTLOCK-" he shortly paused upon realizing it was Rodeo, "Oh, it's you kid. And whoever the girl and those guys are."

"Rude." Michelle murmured.

"And what's with the cracks though?" Karl asked, noticing the cracks on Rodeo's face.

Rodeo immediately went straight to the point, "Later. You're joining my team, Queen's Requiem."

"...Well, since we still have no means to travel back home and you know this place like the back of your head," Karl stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Hmmmm... I'll join," he continued, pointing to the device in his neck, "And what's this bracelet on my neck?"

"It's essentially designed to produce a magnetic wave to prevent your magnetic powers from activating." Stated one of the guards.

"...Want to get it off of me?"

"That's... complicated since they are a bit…" Rodeo paused, couldn't find the right words to clarify, "You know what, no. They are concerned a lot regarding your magneto powers so that has to stay on you for the time being."

Karl sighed, "Fine, but it is making my neck itchy." he complained.

"Bear with it. Now follow the security staff here to the room where there will be a briefing. Me and Michelle here will meet up with you later."

Karl gives a nod, and follows the guards out of the containment cell.

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– 9:24 AM –

Donna and Angie actually have been wide awake since 8 AM this morning. Unlike the others, they were not subject to the same severe confinement measures since they posed no threat and their hallucinogenic flowers were kept in storage container lockers.

"..."

"...Do you think Rodeo's alright?" Angie asked her companion who was silent for a moment.

"I... hope so." she replied worriedly.

At that moment, they noticed their cell door open and was met by Rodeo, Michelle and a few SCP guards accompanying them.

"I'm back." Rodeo began to say, but was immediately being hugged by both Donna and Angie, crying over him.

"Hey! Hey! I'm okay."

"We thought they did something bad to you!" Angie cried.

"Well they didn't."

As Donna and Angie stop cuddling him, they soon notice the cracks on his body.

"What are these? Dark Aether?" Donna asked worriedly.

"...I believe so, but you two must follow these guards behind me. They will lead you to the briefing room, I'll try to get to Moreau, Miranda and Alcina's daughters next."

"...Are they friendly?" Donna hesitantly said.

"Trust me. They are, so long as you listen to them."

"Okay."

With a nod, Donna and Angie followed the SCP guards and as they left the containment cell, Michelle turned to face Rodeo.

"She seemed rather concerned for you, but I still find her house section nightmare fuel."

Rodeo chuckled, "Yes…" he paused, beginning to see flashbacks over his head, but this time it's not back at the forest incident, but rather the scene of being chased by a giant monster baby, "Perfect nightmare fuel indeed." he added.

Shaking his head, Rodeo returns to reality with a calm expression, but slightly shifted when he senses the negative emotion within Michelle.

"Do I sense jealousy from you?"

Michelle immediately retorted, "I'm not jealous! She's just... dangerous." she cutely pouted.

"Suuure~" Rodeo smiled teasingly.

"Can we just move on?"

"Alright."

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– 9:27 AM –

Moreau woke up earlier than the rest but he was unable to move in the cage at all because of the several chains that were coiled around him. Moreau wanted to go full mutation or use the acid to break out but he knew that Rodeo knows the foundation and is allies to them, so he decided to wait since breaking out would cause more problems for his best friend with the foundation.

"Wonder if he talked to them about us?" he wondered.

A moment later, he watched as the cell door opened and saw Rodeo, Michelle and a few guards on their side.

"Rodeo!" he cried out happily.

"Hey Moreau," Rodeo politely greeted before turning to face the Scp guards, "Free him."

Nodding as they did so, the guards moved closer to release Moreau from his chains but they still remained cautious with their weapons ready.

Upon being released from his restraints, Moreau soon noticed the cracks on Rodeo's face, "You okay? Those cracks on you seem to be glowing."

"I'm fine. Just follow the guards to the briefing room and please listen to them. I'll catch up later."

Moreau grinned, "Sure. I'll trust your words. We are friends after all."

Rodeo chuckles and pats Moreau in the back, "Indeed we are. Very bizarre friends. Now go."

Moreau gave a nod and proceeded to the briefing room with the security staff he followed.

"I'm really dying to know what you did in the Resident evil universe to get them to be friendly." Michelle said to him in amazement.

"We'll discuss that in the briefing room. Let's move to the next cell."

"Sure, great leader," She said jokingly.

Rodeo chuckled, "Alright, stop it, kinda cringe to hear."

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– 9:30 AM –

Bela, Cassandra and Daniela were seen wide awake earlier this morning, and were placed in a single cell with air vents continuously spewing cold air that prevents the three from dissolving into a swarm of flies, which would make the Dimitrescu daughters to become vulnerable to physical harm and death. Fortunately, the foundation maintained a low enough temperature to prevent the three from freezing right away.

"I can't believe they were able to find our weakness to the cold." Bela whispered, shivering from the cold along with her two other sisters.

"Do you think Rodeo is okay?" Cassandra asked.

"He has to be," Daniela responded, "Rodeo knows this organization very well. I'm pretty sure he is trying to talk to them about what we've been through."

At that moment, the air vents in their cell stopped spewing cold air. A moment later, the cell door opens to reveal Rodeo, Michelle and a few guards with fire extinguishers since they contain nitrogen.

"Sorry they had to put you in the cold. The foundation can take strict precautions when it comes to containing people like u-" Rodeo began to say, but his words were cut short when both Daniela, Bela, and Cassandra immediately bear hugs him, crushing the life out of the bones in his body by the combined force of their strength.

"Medic!"

"😭 It's so good to see you again!" Daniela wept.

Michelle: *Jealousy Levels Over 9000*

With a smile on her face, Michelle immediately released Rodeo from the bear hug and shoved him away from them.

"You okay?" she asked calmly.

"Yeah…" Rodeo said, readjusting his back as he added, "Totally okay."

"Who are you?" Daniela asked.

"The name Michelle Keegan. A friend of Rodeo and part of his MTF team." Michelle responded with a pleasant smile, yet her narrowed eyes gave out an entirely different impression.

Noticing her menacing gaze, Bela realized something as she smirked, "Are you his girlfriend?"

In an instant after she made that statement, both Rodeo and Michelle's mind went rocked.

"NO! She ain't!" Rodeo retorted, blushing red.

"We're just friends!" Michelle clarified as her face seemed much redder that made Crimson look pale in comparison.

"Suuure~" Bela said with a devilish grin.

Upon noticing the cracks, Cassandra questioned, "What are those?"

"I-I'll explain it later. Right now, you need to follow these soldiers to the briefing room, where your mother will also be present."

"Really!?"

"Yeah I was able to get her out. So please follow these people and don't cause trouble."

After giving a nod, Bela, Cassandra and Daniela followed the guards to the briefing room.

With a sigh, Rodeo cast a quick glance at Michelle, who was still blushing red as a tomato.

"They were just joking, Michelle."

Michelle nervously laughed, "...Okay."

"...Now let's head for Miranda's and Rip's cell and we'll be done for today."

Michelle gives a nod as they head out again.

'How can I express my feelings to him?' Michelle ruminated on her thoughts

'What is the best way for me to tell her what a wonderful person she is?' Rodeo pondered in his head.

Both were totally and completely oblivious to each other's thoughts as they continued walking down the hallway.

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– 9:35 AM –

Miranda, who has been awake since morning, was placed in a containment cell and unlike everyone else, she was the most strict of them all. Being captive by reinforced hard-light restraints within a fifty meter cube cell with sixty centimeter steel walls. Eight doors can be seen positioned centrally on each wall, allowing ease of access and exit by security personnel.

Giant turrets with laser sights attached to the corners of the ceiling to each door directly pointing at her. Each turret is equipped with biometric scanners and will immediately deploy the turrets the moment it recognizes Miranda as hostile.

Despite the fact that Miranda could breach the containment cell with ease, she decided to wait it out and be patient, not causing trouble given how Rodeo talked about the Foundation back in her universe.

"He better arrive here soon."

The moment she spoke those words, she noticed one of her cell doors open and saw Rodeo, Michelle and thirty MTF soldiers brandishing anti-tank rifles and heavy machine guns of the highest caliber with the highest quality in their arsenal.

"You're late."

"Sorry. Had to get the rest out and get permission from the Site Director."

Upon noticing the cracks on Rodeo, Miranda frowned, "Dark Aether?"

"...Yes. Miranda, I need to suggest you to head for the briefing room with these men, and-"

"Listen to what they say and not cause trouble. I understand. I shall adhere to the rules established by your foundation in this regard."

"Good to know."

And with that, Miranda was soon released from her bonds shortly afterward and made her way to the briefing room in the company of the platoon of MTF soldiers, fixing their sights on her back and readied their guns with great caution. The majority of the soldiers know very well how dangerous she is that even though they were heavily armed and outnumbered her, they doubt they all could survive if the final boss of Resident Evil 8 goes on a rampage.

"Great, now we need to talk to Rip and Zorin."

"Do you need guards for them?"

"Nah. Me and you will be enough."

"I'll just grab my blood Maykr spear real quick from our room."

"Sure."

Michelle nods and hurries out of the room while Rodeo waits for her and while doing so he wonders about something.

"I wonder how both of them will handle the fact that their plan somewhat succeeds in keeping Alucard dead, only to last thirty years."

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– 9:40 AM –

In a five by five containment cell, Rip was sound asleep on the bed while Zorin was well awake, resting on a small table next to Rip's bed, patiently waiting for her to wake up.

Zorin later sighed, "I could just yell at her and wake her up right away, but then again she needs the rest from... whatever she might have been through."

After a short while, Zorin soon noticed Rip's eyes were starting to slowly open before immediately jolting up from her bed, scanning around the room until her eyes landed on Zorin on the table.

"!"

"Now, now, no need to panic, me being in this state, well it's a long story, but first... How's it going?"

"AHHHHHHHH!!!"

Screaming in fright, Rip quickly smacks Zorin's head off the table and launches her flying towards the door, which immediately opens whereupon Rodeo and Michelle stepped in. As soon as the door opens, Rodeo sees Zorin hurtling at his face, but he simply catches before her head could make an impact.

"You?!" Rip exclaimed.

"How's it going?" Rodeo simply waved his hand before looking at Zorin, whom he was holding on his hand, "And you are a head."

"Go fuck yourself."

"Quiet head!" Michelle spat.

"ಠ_ಠ"

"Where are we?" Rip asked with a frown.

"You are in the SCP Foundation where the SCP stands for Secure, Contain & Protect, also I work here."

Rip sighed deeply, ".. You should have left me for dead in the dark aether realm."

"Well I didn't pick you two up. I was knocked out."

Zorin began to clarify, "Okay, let me clear your misconception, Rip. That homeless magneto wannabe ragged you, me and this cat into a portal and we ended up here."

"...I see."

Rodeo hands Zorin over to Rip, who cradles her in her arms.

"Those cracks on you, cat. They radiate with dark aether." Zorin said as soon as she noticed the cracks on Rodeo.

"Well the entire right side of your face is covered in dark aether crystals." Rodeo said back.

Rip was surprised, "Wait! Did you-"

"Disobeyed orders, secretly made a deal with the purple devil and turned myself into a dark aether entity? Yes. Yes I did." Zorin admitted without any hesitation.

"And now you have been reduced to a head."

"Yup, seems like a fair punishment."

"I missed a lot of things. Didn't I?"

"Well… the doctor was unable to track you with the biochip when you were thrown into the portal, so yeah you missed a lot of things."

Rip shrugged, "Figured."

Rodeo stepped in, "I need to discuss something with both of you."

"If it's about working with your organization, forget it."

"Look, you worked for Millenium whose purpose was to meet great death, wage war during a period of peace and destroy Alucard, a goal that genuinely succeeded and gave you all the victory you needed... only to last thirty years."

"What?" Rip and Zorin were both perplexed by Rodeo's words.

"Don't know what I'm talking about?" Rodeo asks as he bring out his phone, "I'll just show it to you."

After showing Hellsing ultimate episode 10 to the two vampires and giving an explanation, Rip and Zorin were both shocked and surprised. One is them being characters to an anime was bizarre enough, but the biggest shocker was that the Major's successful plan with Schrodinger barely lasted for thirty years, and that Alucard had recently returned from existence and gained Schrodinger's powers, making the No-life king more powerful than ever.

"...So this is not real." Rip mumbled, couldn't process this shocking revelation and beginning to question her own life and existence.

"Nope, it's fate. Death is not the fate of everyone sometimes and while the Forsaken got involved in your universe and tried to twist fate to his favor, some events miraculously still played the same either way by it, but the Major gambled all of your lives on this one plan and it did succeed, only for 30 years and Alucard just comes back. The Major won when it came to killing Alucard but that victory only lasted for 30 years, and death cannot hold Alucard so long as a human can beat him and your Major was no human. He was just another monster of cruel ambitions ready to sacrifice his own for his own goals, but you all accented this death mission anyway because of seeing a great worthy death, but let me tell you something…"

With a serious expression on his face, Rodeo continued, "Fate works in mysterious ways for every individual. Fate will not always give you what you want, just like Alucard's demise. You tore apart a city, killed anyone you saw and cost your lives, what did you gain? Death and a victory over Alucard's defeat that lasted only 30 years and he just comes back stronger than ever. So let me ask you something. Was it totally worth it?"

"..."

"..."

"No comment, huh? I expected as much."

"...What do you exactly want from us? Zorin can't do much but I can. So get to the point, Herr Rodeo." Rip said with a frown.

"Okay I'll get to the point. If you plan on running away from here, believe me it's not worth it. The SCP world is unforgiving and full of anomalies and entities that can wipe you out in the blink of an eye. A dark world that would make... anyone tremble in fear at their power and there are other organizations here that will use you for their own goals or want you dead, and even with your powers, you can never compete with them. It will be a bloodbath that you can't walk out of and don't even think about great death here because there are certain anomalies here in this world that might use your death as a way to further its own goals. There are a lot of Scps that can do it and I can't explain all of them to you, but you have to take my word for it."

"..."

Rodeo sighed, "Whether you believe me or not, I'm still trying to give you some freedom in moving around the site rather than being cooped up in this cell, which will drive you insane. However, don't think you being given freedom in moving around the site will allow you to access everything, you will be watched heavily at all times, even in the shadows and believe me, I know someone that can hide in the shadows themselves and two other friends that can manipulate time, so don't assume you can fight or sneak your way out of this place."

"So you're saying that... we need to stay here and follow whatever you say?" Rip asked, her frown deepened.

"I'm just telling you what you will face here. Now whether you think working with us is wrong or not is completely up to you."

"...What do you expect us to gain from this?"

"I'm not expecting you to gain something from this, I'm trying to give you... a purpose."

Rip and Zorin could only stare at each other and contemplate the situation for a few minutes in silence.

"So... what shall it be then?"

After a brief pause, Rip sighed, "Your enemies in this world... are they as dangerous as you claim they are?"

Rodeo nodded, "Yes, they are."

"...We'll join you, but only if it involves scenarios and fights where we can't turn back and death is inevitable."

"You still want to chase great death?"

"Yes. Millennium was meant to see great death and the Major knew very well we could never walk out of that warzone alive. We will fight, but not for you, but rather to witness a glorious death which entails... something."

"...Jeez, y'all kinda remind me of the Death Korps of Kreig, but whatever, I knew you would never change from the old ways of the Major," Rodeo sighs, "But good enough I guess. Now follow me."

"To where?" Zorin asked.

"To the briefing room. We need to explain our sides of the story to the Site Director and the rest."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, but I mean you got anything better to do than being in this cell?"

Rip stroked her chin in deep thought briefly, "...Ja. You're right."

"Then follow us."

With Rip carrying Zorin's head on her arms, the two followed Rodeo and Michelle out of the cell.