Blood Runs on Cold Ice(3)

(Present time, Area-354, Northern Canada - 12:30 AM) 

Area 354 is a facility that surrounds SCP-354 "The Red Pool". The facility was designed for the purpose of containing the anomaly and studying it. 

There, a Chinook helicopter landed on top of the helipad which was on the rooftop of the facility, as it landed, the Chinook helicopter brought down its ramp and out of it came Dr. Amelia Buck, Rodeo, Collingwood and Evan. 

"You know I could have just flown here, you know." Says Evan.

Rodeo responded, "And make the foundation think you're making a run for it." 

"Ok you got a point.$

As they got out of the aircraft, an MTF soldier approached them.

"Welcome to Area-354, how may I-"

Collingwood then cuts him off, "Where is the infirmary?"

"Oh it's on the 2nd floor."

Collingwood immediately went for the door and entered the building leaving the three behind. 

"Oook, let's just follow her I guess." Rodeo said as he, Evan and Amelia went for the door and entered the building, leaving the MTF soldier confused.

"They just completely ignored me."

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(Infirmary, Area-354 - 12:32 PM)

Collingwood was the first to reach the infirmary and then asked one of the nurses in the infirmary.

"I'm looking for a man with white pupils and he has brown hair. His name is Lawrence."

"He's in ward G." The Nurse responded before asking, "But who are you to him?" 

"His girlfriend." She answered with no hesitation.

"I see. Follow me then."

(1 Minute Later) 

The nurse leads Collingwood to the ward where Lawrence is, the nurse then points to the door which Collingwood immediately opens to see Lawrence lying on a bed with his black pants on, but was shirtless and had bandages wrapped around the area's where the stab wounds were. 

There were multiple machines monitoring his health such as his heart beat and an IV bag attached to his left hand and a blood bag as well. 

Collingwood sat on a chair which was next to the bed.

"Lawrence, it's me... Collingwood." She said in a gentle voice.

No response from the comatose Lawrence. 

"I was told that you were injured and might be in a coma." She chuckles, "Can you believe that? You are in a coma. Then I said no way. You're just unconscious that's all and you will wake up any minute now."

Still no response. 

"I am expecting a joke from you any minute now."

Still no response. 

"Maybe a kiss."

Still no response. 

"You're gonna wake up right?"

Still no response from Lawrence who was still in a coma.

"Right?"

Still no response. 

"Please say something."

Still no response. 

Collingwood then bit her lower lip and says-

"Say something, damn it!!" She yelled.

Still nothing. 

Collingwood couldn't take it and started crying, hugging Lawrence's head letting out every tear in her eyes.

"Please Lawrence... wake up." She sobbed.

Standing on the doorway was Evan, Rodeo and Amelia who could only look in sympathy and sadness. 

"Rodeo, Evan. I need you two to go look for Green in the facility and find out about the Stand they found." Amelia said to them

"And what about you?" Rodeo asks.

"I'll stay here and keep an eye on Collingwood." 

Rodeo and Evan nod and left. Amelia entered the room and placed a gentle on Collingwood's shoulder.

"Molly."

(A/n: Yes, I double checked and watched the videos of SCP animated - Tales from the Foundation and found out that Collingwood's first name is Molly. So yeah her full name is Molly Collingwood. Back to the story.) 

"What do you want?"

"I understand how you feel, but you need to be strong. If you just keep crying, how will Lawrence feel?"

Collingwood looks at her and then Amelia says.

"He would want you to be happy, Molly. Not sad. And he always came back from the worst situations for you. And that man wants you to be strong and happy. Can you do that, Molly? Can you do it for Lawrence?"

Collingwood's eyes widened in realization, and so she hugged Amelia and she hugged her back. 

"I can't believe you've changed so much. Are you sure you're the real Dr. Buck?" Collingwood said sarcastically.

"Yes, I am the real Dr.Buck, but I am human, Molly. Every human can change their nature, you know. It's what defines our species, look at Robert Downey Jr. That actor was an animal in the 90s, literally waking up in bushes as his agents try to catch him with a butterfly net."

"Never knew you could make a humor, Buck."

"Well, to be honest, that's the first time I've done that."

Collingwood and Amelia break away from the hug and then Collingwood wipes away her tears. 

"Thanks, Buck."

"You're welcome. Do you want to stay here or...?"

"Can I just be here for 10 more minutes?"

"Sure, take your time." Amelia said as she then left the room. 

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(Break Room, Area-354 - 12:35 PM)

Rodeo and Evan decided to check the break room hoping to find Green there. They opened the door to the room and it seems they were lucky. Green was there in there sitting on a chair. 

"Hey, Green." Rodeo called out.

Green immediately looked at the direction from where the sound came from and saw Rodeo and Evan standing next to the door.

"Rodeo. Evan. You're here. Did Emma allow you to come here?"

Evan replied, "Yep. Just in case you know things went south, in this facility that we are in."

"Yeah, that creature just shredded most of us like we were nothing. If Lawrence didn't take the risk, we could have had more casualties." 

"Right, also..." With a bit of hesitation, Rodeo stated, "The creature that you are referring to is the Stand named Horus."

"What?!"

"The way you mentioned the creature while talking to me through my phone... I pretty much knew who you were talking about." 

"A Stand, huh?"

"Yeah, Green. So where is it?"

"It's in a containment cell that's on the ground floor."

"Is there a chance we can talk to him?"

"I'm not sure, kid."

"Well we won't get our answers unless we talk to him." Evan said.

"Also, there was a collar wrapped around its neck, which was controlling it I think. Because after Lawrence destroyed it, the thing calmed down and didn't try to resist capture after that."

"What?! A collar that was able to control a Stand. Who did it?" Rodeo asked in shock.

"The Chaos Insurgency, they always had a tenacity to weaponize SCPs and use them in god knows what type of plans."

Hearing this answer, Rodeo and Evan let out JoJo's shadowy eyes.

"Damn them."

"And if you want to know where the collar is, it's with our tech experts. So you won't see it for a while now, but we did speculate the collar had anomalous energy radiating off of it. No doubt memetic in nature."

"Memetic?" Evan raised a brow. 

"It means mind manipulation."

"Oh!"

"What if the Chaos Insurgency have more Stands like Horus who are being controlled by them?" Rodeo asked.

"Rodeo, we're not even sure how this insurgency got their hands on Horus in the first place and also most of the Stands have time warping capabilities which are more difficult to deal with." Evan stated.

"Like you and Rodeo, for example." Green said.

"Yep."

Then they heard the door open to see Amelia Buck. 

"Amelia, your back. How's Collingwood doing?" Rodeo asked.

"For now, she's fine but she won't leave Lawrence's side for now at least. So were you three discussing something?"

"Let me explain." Green began to explain.

(One Explanation Later)

"I see. So the insurgency has found a new way to control SCPs and other anomalies, including the creature that attacked Lawrence turned out to be a Stand."

"Yeah."

"I'll talk to the director of Area-354 and try to get an interview scheduled with Horus."

"I don't think that Horus can talk. It was just growling and chirping. Like an animal."

"So no doubt the one who became Horus is an animal. A bird maybe." Rodeo concluded.

Evan groans, "Great, now we have to find someone who can speak bird."

"What if he's smart? Maybe he can write thing's down for us as a way of communicating."

"Actually I have to agree with you."

Now all eyes were on Green. 

"Wait did Horus communicate with you?"

"Not exactly." Green sighs, "How do I say it? When Lawrence got wounded, Horus closed his wounds by freezing them to stop the bleeding and when I thanked it, it let out a small growl. So I knew it understood me."

The three were surprised by this information. 

"So he is intelligent. Amelia, try to request the director to give a chance to interview her."

"I'll try."

"Good, now let's see if we can get some answers."

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(Interrogation Room, Area-354 - 1:30 PM)

After several attempts, they were finally able to get a chance to interview Horus. 

Amelia, Rodeo and Evan were inside the interrogation room and standing in front of them was the eight feet tall Stand.

Rodeo placed a table in front of Horus and a laptop as well, to see if he can communicate through writing. Rodeo notices the blood on Horus's hands and decides to clean them.

(1 Minute Later)

After cleaning Horus's hands without luckily facing any resistance from him, Rodeo and Evan stood beside Amelia. 

"Hello, Horus." Amelia says to the creature.

Horus looks at her and lets out a small screech. 

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Horus nods.

"I see. So can you write?"

Horus tilted his head in confusion. 

Amelia sighs, "Do you see the laptop in front of you?"

Horus looks at the laptop with curiosity and then nods.

"Good. Now can you write on the laptop? Rodeo shows him how it's done." 

Rodeo then heads for the laptop and types a sentence. 

[Hello my name is Rodeo.]

"That's how you write a sentence. Tell us who or what kind of species you are."

Listening to Rodeo's words, Horus then brought his arms close and started typing. After a few minutes of typing, Rodeo then showed the laptop to Amelia. This is what Horus wrote.

[Hello my name is Carlos. I'm a Scarlet Macaw.]

"A Scarlet Macaw. Now that's surprising." Rodeo uttered. 

"So he is indeed a bird." Evan said.

"It's nice to meet you, Carlos. Now start explaining everything about you, backstory, how you became like that, and where you from?"

Rodeo places the laptop back on the table and Horus starts typing on it. After 20 minutes of typing, Horus turns the laptop to their direction and shows them what he typed. 

[I'm from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I was a pet to a family, who runned a large textile company in Brazil. My owners treated me with kindness and love. Like family, you people say. After this, what they called Pandemic, started, the textile company was suffering a little bit and my owner's were having problems. Then one day they told me to fly away. Be free, they said. I didn't want to, but I did because I knew they could not keep me for long. They didn't want to see me suffer. Then I found out while flying throughout Rio de Janeiro by overhearing people's conversations that my owner's textile industry shutdown and went bankrupt. After that I never heard or found them again. I went to the Amazon expecting to start a new life. When I reached there I found two Golden bracelets similar to the one's I'm wearing right now on my arms. I wasn't sure why they were there, but out of curiosity I decided to wear them around my legs and when I did a snow storm came out of nowhere, swallowed me and the next the thing I knew, I was in an unknown country with the entire landscape being covered in snow and I became this thing that I am right now. I was roaming around and hiding from people for a few days until men with gas masks captured me and did many cruel things to make me obey them. Then finally they put a collar around my neck and everything became a blur after that. Then the next thing I felt was pain and then I found my arms had stabbed a man. Is he alright, the man with the white pupils?]

Rodeo saw the last sentence and then he replied. "He's alright. He's just unconscious, that's all."

Carlos looked down for a moment before looking at the laptop and started typing on it again. Few minutes later he showed them what he typed.

[I didn't mean to harm anyone. I had no control over my actions and I don't even remember what I did before stabbing that man. I'm sorry.]

"I know it's not your fault, Carlos. Those gas mask men are responsible. Not you."

Carlos looked at Rodeo, walked to him and started snuggling his face with his head, like any normal animal would do. 

Rodeo patted his head, "I believe you, Carlos and I'm glad that we found you. You're in safe hands now. The foundation will treat you kindly... maybe... probably, I don't know. But I promise we will."

Carlos let out a small chirp, meaning that he understood. 

'Another Stand in the foundation's eyes... but I wonder if other organizations in this world have also found the Stands.' Evan thought.

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(Chaos Insurgency Base, Location: [Unknown] - 2:30 PM)

Inside a CI base in an unknown location, a chaos insurgency soldier entered an office and saw a man in front of him. The man was in a CI soldier uniform, but without the gas mask. He had dark red hair, yellow eyes and pale skin, he also had a scar on his forehead. 

"So I heard that our base in Greenland was taken over by the foundation. Is that correct?" The man said in an American accent.

"Yes sir, and unfortunately we lost the creature to them as well."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. As long as we find more of these so-called Stands that the Foundation calls them. We can turn the tide to our favor. You may leave." 

The CI soldier saluted and then left the office. 

The man then took out a file from his table's drawer. He places the file on the table and opens it which has a picture of Dr. Amelia Buck on it.

"Dr. Amelia Buck. There seems to be more to you than meets the eye. Since you are the daughter of...

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Dr. Numita Buck. A member of the O5 council. 

End of Chapter

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(Serpent's Hand Base - 9:00 PM ) 

Inside the Serpent's Hand base in an unknown location, two SH soldiers were in a room of some sort and were observing something. 

"What do you think it is?"

"Not sure, but our team found it in a forest not far from here."

After their small talk, they continued to look at the object that they were observing, which appears to be...

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A Golden Arrow.