Filling in the Blanks

The door opened as the psychologist and scientist finally arrived.

There wasn't any table or chair, and they looked weirdly around as if looking for one.

Then they turned to look at the SCP in front of them. Even though he was sitting, he was still taller than them.

'Damn.' thought the scientist.

If Hassu stood up, they'd be below his ribs, and he was large.

The psychologist sat down and crossed his legs in front of the The Lich. They were told to skipname them and had to follow the rules of dehumanizing the SCP's.

Though he disliked it, especially someone who studied a profession that was supposed to help people and follow ethical ways, he still had to follow and try and asses or help the SCP's.

The scientist followed and sat down on the clod floor, it was a little awkward, and The Lich was looking below them. He didn't feel comfortable. Especially with the rotten face he has and glowing green eyes. It never blinked.

"I suppose we are starting?" Hassu asked.

The scientist cough before replying:

"We'll start off with a greeting." He said. "I'm doctor Moon. And this is our psychologist, Barry."

Barry smiled as he took out a pen and clipboard with paper.

"I'm.." Hassu wanted to speak about his origins, the Pyramid, and the SCP Foundation being fictional.

If he did, he would be asked a lot of questions, and maybe, he might have to stay here for a long time in containment to keep the Foundation's secrets safe, especially since he knew some of the secrets the foundation holds. Which are terribly dark and would even make some of the coldest researchers frown with disgust.

"The Lich." He replied in a cold deep tone.

The two looked at each other before the psychologist wrote something he couldn't read.

"Well, Mr. Lich, welcome to our foundation. I hope, you won't mind, but. We tend to put names on certain individuals like you."

He cleared his throat and moved his legs to a more comfortable position.

"Our foundation is named the S-C-P. Which stands for Secure, Contain, Protect. Right now You're named SCP-7000" He observed for a reaction from The Lich. But none came out.

'thats expected. But 7000? Last time I've read the wiki there was 7999. Is something wrong with the time here?' he thought.

"I hope you don't mind. But I cannot call you any other names other than your own designation." The scientist added.

"That's fine. What do you want from me?" Hassu asked.

"We'll ask you some simple questions. The first one."

"Where do you come from?"

His house flashed through his mind. But he knew well not to answer them the truth. So he went with The Lich's origin story instead.

"Nothing" He replied as if it was casual.

"Nothing?" The scientist repeated.

"Where I come from, was before time existed, nothing." His green eyes shifted to the cylindrical devices on the corner of the room that was standing. He knew well what the SRA's could do, and he didn't want to know if it would hurt him.

"If you want, I can show you where I come from. I won't do harm to you or friends."

The scientist was quiet for a moment. There was a huge window on the top side of the containment on the left side. An outline of a human shadow was looking through them and two heads poking out behind.

"Sorry, I cannot. Next question."

"What are you?"

'To be honest I have no idea. This isn't even Billy's skin as im wearing the robes. The Lich only wore his skin when he didn't have the robes anymore.' he thought.

"An undead."

The psychologist wrote again on his paper, and when he took a look, the paper was almost filled up.

"Is your name implying your ability or is it simply just a name."

"My name comes from my ability. I do not have names like humans do." Hassu replied.

'I'm just gonna make things up that are hopefully reasonable enough.' he thought.

"So you can control the dead and summon them?"

"Yes. I can control them, and posses any living beings when I die."

The interview went on boring as he was asked about his ability and reality bending powers. At some point the topic of mind control was brought up, and if he actually controlled the guards. Of course he didn't know if he did, but he just agreed.

Since when he saw the first guard he felt some sort of connection, a pleasant feeling of control and domination.

"This concludes, our interview." Said the scientist.

The two of them got up, and left the containment room. Hassu just stared at the closing door. When the door had closed, he turned to look at the window. Someone was still there. The window didn't show the faces of anyone, but only the shadow.

"SCP-7000" a feminine voice from the intercom inside echoed, "We will be testing your abilities, I hope you won't be hostile to any of the participants."

"We start now?" He asked.

"In an hour, we'll send in one participant to study your abilities up close."

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