New Toy

But something did happen. I smiled as I activated my Projection ability. I didn't get the power when you angry my activeted my project power but we got the seacond best thing

With a confident grin, I activated my Projection ability, focusing intently on replicating the Gate Guardian's sword. The process was intense, requiring precise concentration and a deep connection to the essence of the original artifact. As I delved into the intricacies of its design and power, I felt a surge of energy coursing through me, resonating with the ancient forces embedded within the sword.

The air around me shimmered with ethereal light as the sword materialized before me, a perfect copy in every detail except for its size. Unlike the colossal blade of the Gate Guardian, mine was scaled down to match my own stature, yet it gleamed with the same divine aura and potent mystic energies.

Able's presence in my mind surged with curiosity and awe. "You... you did it," he marveled, his voice tinged with a hint of admiration. "That's the Gate Guardian's sword, albeit smaller. Impressive."

I nodded, feeling a rush of satisfaction at my accomplishment. "It's not the original, but it's close enough," I replied, testing the weight and balance of the sword in my hands. The familiar hum of power coursed through it, a testament to the authenticity of my projection.

"It might prove useful," Able mused, his thoughts aligning with mine. "Especially if we encounter threats that require such formidable weaponry."

As we stood there, contemplating the implications of this newfound ability, I couldn't help but marvel at the possibilities it presented. With Projection at my disposal, I now possessed a versatile tool that could tip the scales in our favor during perilous encounters within the SCP Foundation and beyond.

"If this is what we can achieve now," I thought to myself, "what else might we unlock in the future?"

With renewed determination and a growing sense of empowerment, I sheathed the replicated sword and turned my focus to mastering this newfound aspect of my abilities. The journey ahead promised challenges and discoveries, but I was ready to face them head-on, armed with both ancient wisdom and newfound potential.

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"But I do wonder," I said, examining the replicated sword in my hand. "Is it as strong as the Gate Guardian's sword? That thing can burn through anything, like the original Adam, and it's said to be as hot as the sun."

Able's presence in my mind was contemplative. "It's unlikely to match the full power of the Gate Guardian's sword," he conceded. "But you've created something incredibly close. The essence and power are there, just not on the same scale."

I swung the sword experimentally, feeling the weight and balance. The blade hummed with energy, a testament to its potential. "Even if it's not as powerful," I mused, "it's still a formidable weapon."

Able agreed. "It's a tool that can give us an edge. The Foundation has never seen anything like this from you before."

As I sheathed the sword, I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. This was just the beginning. With my Projection ability, the possibilities were endless.

"We should test it," Able suggested. "See how it holds up in real combat situations."

I nodded. "Agreed. Let's find out what this sword can really do."

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Back in the training room, I set up a series of tests to gauge the sword's power. Iris watched with curiosity as I unleashed the weapon's energy on various targets. The blade cut through steel like butter, and its heat left scorch marks on everything it touched.

"Impressive," Iris remarked, her camera capturing the spectacle. "It's almost as if you brought a piece of the sun down here."

I grinned. "It's not quite the Gate Guardian's sword, but it's close."

We continued testing, pushing the limits of the replicated sword. Each swing, each strike, confirmed its devastating potential. It might not be the original, but it was a weapon to be reckoned with.

As we wrapped up the session, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. The battles ahead would be tough, but with this sword and my growing abilities, I was ready to face whatever came our way.

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Later, I sat down to reflect on the day's events. "We've come a long way," I thought. "And there's still so much more to discover."

Able's presence was reassuring. "We'll face it all together. One step at a time."

With a nod, I closed my eyes, ready to rest and prepare for the challenges ahead. The journey was far from over, but I was confident that with my newfound power, we could overcome anything.

"Ok, what the hell was that?"

As we turned our heads, we saw all the doctors of the SCP Foundation standing there, staring at us in shock and confusion. I realized I had been an idiot for training out in the open, showing what should have been a surprise to the entire Foundation. At that moment, I wanted to smack my head through a wall. I could hear Able laughing in my head.

"Really subtle," Able chuckled. "You should've picked a more private spot for that."

Dr. Bright stepped forward, eyes wide with curiosity. "Able, what exactly did you just do?" he asked, glancing between me and the replicated sword.

I sighed, deciding honesty was my best option. "I used my Projection ability to create a copy of the Gate Guardian's sword," I explained, holding up the weapon. "It's not as powerful as the original, but it's pretty close."

Dr. Clef raised an eyebrow. "And you thought it was a good idea to test this in the open training room?"

"Yeah, that was a mistake," I admitted, scratching the back of my head. "I just got carried away with the excitement of it."

Dr. Light, always the practical one, stepped closer to examine the sword. "So, you can replicate objects and their abilities?" she asked, her tone a mix of fascination and concern.

"Yes, but it has its limits," I said. "I can't replicate something perfectly, especially not something as powerful as the Gate Guardian's sword. But this... this is close enough."

Dr. Kondraki, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "And what are your plans with this new ability?"

I shrugged. "Use it to protect the Foundation and deal with threats more effectively. It's a tool, just like any other."

The doctors exchanged glances, clearly unsettled by the implications of my new power. I could sense their unease, but there was also a hint of admiration.

"Well," Dr. Bright finally said, "let's hope your new tool proves useful. Just... try to keep the surprises to a minimum from now on."

I nodded, grateful that they weren't pushing the issue further. "Understood."

As the doctors dispersed, I felt a sense of relief. I turned to Iris, who had been silently watching the entire exchange.

"Guess I should be more careful next time," I said, trying to lighten the mood.

She smiled. "Yeah, probably. But at least now they know you're serious about protecting the Foundation."

I nodded, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. With the doctors aware of my capabilities, it was time to show them what I could truly do. The battles ahead would be tough, but I was ready to face whatever came our way.

As then the doctor just thought of something and ran back as they looked at Able.

"Wait a minute," Dr. Kondraki said, looking at me intently. "Since when did you have this ability? Last time we checked, you only had the power to create portals and pull out weapons from them."

Fuck, I thought to myself. Better think of a lie.

"It's a recent development," I said, trying to keep my tone casual. "I've been experimenting with my abilities and pushing my limits. Turns out, I can do more than just create portals. This Projection ability was something I discovered during my training sessions."

Dr. Light narrowed her eyes. "And you didn't think to inform us about this sooner?"

"I wanted to make sure it was something I could actually control and use effectively before bringing it to your attention," I replied. "No point in mentioning it if it turned out to be a fluke."

Dr. Clef, always the skeptic, crossed his arms. "Convenient timing, don't you think? Right when we need every advantage we can get."

"Look," I said, trying to sound earnest, "I understand your concerns. But my main goal is to help the Foundation. This new ability is just another tool in our arsenal. And like I said, it's still not perfect. There's a lot I need to learn and refine."

Dr. Bright, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke up. "We don't have the luxury of time to second-guess every new development. If Able says he can use this Projection ability, then we need to trust him. For now, at least."

The room fell silent, the doctors exchanging uneasy glances. Finally, Dr. Kondraki sighed. "Fine. But keep us informed of any further changes in your abilities. We can't afford any more surprises."

"Understood," I said, nodding.

As the doctors began to disperse, I turned to Iris, who had been watching the entire exchange. She looked at me with a mix of curiosity and concern.

"That was close," she whispered.

"Yeah," I admitted. "But we managed to get through it."

I could still hear Able chuckling in my head. "Nice save, but remember: these people are not easy to fool. You need to be more careful."

"I know," I replied internally. "I'll be more cautious from now on."

As we left the training room, I felt a renewed determination. The road ahead was fraught with challenges, but I was ready to face them head-on. With my new abilities and the support of the Foundation, I knew we stood a fighting chance against whatever threats lay ahead.

The next day, I found myself standing in front of Dr. Clef and Dr. Kondraki, their expressions a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

"So," Dr. Kondraki began, eyeing me carefully, "is it only weapons you can copy?"

"No," I replied, meeting his gaze steadily. "I can also copy abilities."

"Wait, what?" Dr. Bright interjected, her eyes widening in surprise. "You lied. You only told me you could copy weapons."

I sighed, realizing I had to come clean, at least partially. "I didn't lie, Dr. Bright. I just didn't tell you everything. I wanted to make sure I fully understood this new aspect of my power before revealing it."

Dr. Clef raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly can you copy?"

"Any ability I encounter," I said. "For example, during my encounter with SCP 682, I managed to copy his powers."

"Interesting," Dr. Kondraki murmured, leaning back in his chair. "This makes you potentially one of the most versatile assets we have. But it also makes you incredibly dangerous."

"I'm aware of the risks," I said, "but my goal is to help the Foundation. This ability can give us an edge in containing and neutralizing SCPs."

Dr. Bright frowned, clearly still processing the new information. "We need to understand the extent of this ability. Can you demonstrate it for us?"

I nodded and focused, projecting a small flame in my hand—a simple ability I had copied from another SCP. The flame danced in my palm, illuminating the room with its warm glow.

Dr. Clef watched intently. "And you can do this with any ability you encounter?"

"Yes," I confirmed, extinguishing the flame. "But it requires concentration and practice. Some abilities are harder to copy than others."

Dr. Kondraki exchanged a glance with Dr. Clef. "We'll need to run more tests to understand the full scope of your powers. But for now, this could be a significant advantage."

Dr. Bright finally nodded, albeit reluctantly. "Alright. But no more keeping secrets, understood?"

"Understood," I said, relieved that they were willing to work with me.

As I left the room, I felt a sense of unease mixed with determination. The doctors were right to be cautious, but I knew that my abilities could make a difference. With every new challenge, I was ready to prove myself and protect the Foundation from the ever-present threats of the SCPs.

Dr. Kiryu's eyes locked onto mine, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "So, since you copied 682's ability," she began, "do you have his immortality?"

"Well, yes," I replied, meeting her gaze. "But I wouldn't call it immortality. It's more like adaptation. And before you ask, I'm not adapted to everything as the lizard is... at least, I don't think I am."

A sudden thought struck me, and I paused, feeling a chill run down my spine. "Wait," I continued, "am I adapted to everything the same way 682 is?"

Dr. Kondraki leaned forward, his interest piqued. "That's a crucial question. We need to find out the extent of your adaptation capabilities. Have you noticed any significant changes or abilities since you copied 682?"

I thought back to the fight with 682, the way my wounds healed almost instantly, how I had withstood attacks that would have killed a normal human. "I've noticed faster healing and increased resilience," I said slowly. "But I haven't tested the full extent of it. I've been cautious, given the potential dangers."

Dr. Clef nodded. "Understandable. But we need to run tests to determine your limits. If you have 682's adaptive abilities, it could change how we approach containment and neutralization strategies."

"Agreed," Dr. Kiryu added. "But we also need to be mindful of the risks. If you start adapting uncontrollably like 682, it could pose a significant threat."

"I'm aware of the risks," I said. "But my goal is to help the Foundation. If understanding my abilities can give us an edge, I'm willing to undergo the tests."

Dr. Bright, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke up. "We should proceed with caution. Let's start with controlled experiments to see how your adaptation works under different conditions."

"Sounds like a plan," I agreed. "But let's make sure we have fail-safes in place, just in case."

As we discussed the details of the upcoming tests, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Gaining 682's abilities was both a blessing and a curse. It gave me a formidable advantage, but it also came with inherent dangers. I had to stay vigilant and ensure that my powers remained under control.

The next day, we began the experiments. Under the watchful eyes of the doctors, I was subjected to various stress tests designed to push my adaptive abilities to their limits. From extreme temperatures to physical trauma, we tested how my body responded and adapted.

To my surprise and relief, my adaptations were significant but controlled. My body healed rapidly from injuries, and I could withstand extreme conditions without succumbing to them. However, unlike 682, my adaptations were not instantaneous or all-encompassing. They required time and specific triggers to activate.

Dr. Kondraki observed the results with a mix of fascination and caution. "Your abilities are impressive, but they're not on the same uncontrollable scale as 682's. This is a good sign. It means you have the potential for great resilience without the same level of threat."

Dr. Kiryu nodded in agreement. "We'll continue monitoring and refining our understanding of your powers. For now, it's clear that you have a unique advantage. Let's use it wisely."

As I left the testing area, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. My abilities could make a difference in our ongoing battle against the anomalies. But I also knew that with great power came great responsibility. I had to stay focused, vigilant, and ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.

To be continued

Hope people like this ch and god I relish how dun I made the MC in the early ch, what was I thinking