Future plan's

As I arrived back in my room, I looked at myself in the mirror, contemplating the strange turn my life had taken. "So, I want to ask something," I said to Able. "Are you okay with me getting a harem? I mean, there are a lot of hot SCPs in your world. Then again, I don't think you're into that."

Able's voice was firm in my mind. "No. This may be our body now, but it was mine first. I'm fine with you getting one girl, but not a harem."

I sighed, understanding his perspective. "Alright, I can respect that. One girl it is, then. I guess I'll have to choose wisely."

Able's tone softened slightly. "Just remember, this world is dangerous. Relationships can be... complicated here."

I nodded, sitting down on the bed. "Yeah, I know. But maybe that's what makes it interesting. Nothing worthwhile is ever easy, right?"

Able didn't respond immediately, but I could sense a hint of agreement. "Just be careful. We can't afford distractions that could get us killed."

"Agreed," I said, feeling a strange sense of camaraderie with the ancient warrior. "So, any suggestions on who might be a good choice?"

Able chuckled, the sound echoing in my mind. "You'll have to figure that out on your own. But trust your instincts. They've gotten us this far."

I leaned back, thinking about the various SCP personnel I'd encountered. Some were intriguing, and a few had caught my eye, but I knew I had to be cautious. Trust was a rare commodity in this place.

Just then, a soft knock came at my door. I opened it to find Dr. Sophia Light standing there, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "Able, can we talk?"

I gestured for her to come in, closing the door behind her. "Sure, what's on your mind?"

She sat down, folding her hands in her lap. "I heard about your encounter with SCP-682. It was... unexpected, to say the least. But it got me thinking. There's a lot we don't understand about you, about how you've changed."

I nodded, understanding her concerns. "I know. It's hard to explain, even to myself. But I'm trying to make the most of this second chance."

Dr. Light studied me for a moment, then nodded. "I believe you. But we need to understand more about your abilities, your motivations. The Foundation needs to know we can trust you."

I leaned forward, meeting her gaze. "I get it. And I'm willing to cooperate, as long as it doesn't involve locking me up again. I want to be part of the team, to help deal with the threats we face."

She seemed to consider this, then smiled slightly. "Alright. But let's take it one step at a time. Prove yourself, and we'll see where this goes."

I smiled back, feeling a spark of hope. "Deal."

As Dr. Light left, I felt Able's presence in my mind, a mix of approval and caution. "She's smart. Trustworthy, even. But don't let your guard down completely."

"I won't," I assured him. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find allies in this place. People who understand what we're trying to do."

Able was silent for a moment, then he replied. "Let's hope so. For now, focus on the task at hand. We have a lot to prove."

I nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. The path ahead was uncertain, but I was ready to face it head-on. With Able's strength and my resolve, there was nothing we couldn't overcome.

"But I don't think I will pick her," I said aloud, thinking about Dr. Sophia Light. "There is another girl. She's not here yet, not as she is now. She probably hasn't unlocked her power. Her name is SCP-105. But hey, Sophie is my backup option."

Able's presence in my mind remained contemplative. "SCP-105, huh? The girl with the camera. She could be an interesting choice. But don't discount Dr. Light just yet. She seems to trust you."

I nodded, weighing my options. "Yeah, I know. And trust is important here. But SCP-105... There's something intriguing about her. Plus, her abilities could be useful."

Able chuckled softly. "It's your decision. Just remember, relationships in this place can be... complicated."

"I'll keep that in mind," I replied, a smile tugging at my lips. "But for now, I'll focus on proving myself to the Foundation. Once they see what I can do, maybe then I'll have the luxury of thinking about relationships."

A knock on the door interrupted our conversation. I opened it to find Dr. Bright standing there, his expression unreadable. "Able, come with me. The O5 Council wants to speak with you."

I exchanged a glance with Able, feeling a surge of nerves. "Alright," I said, following Dr. Bright down the corridors of the facility.

As we approached the meeting room where the O5 Council convened, I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. These were the highest-ranking members of the Foundation, and their decisions could shape the future of SCP containment protocols.

Dr. Bright opened the door, and we stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, with 13 figures seated around a large table. Their identities were obscured by shadows, a deliberate measure to maintain their anonymity.

"Able," one of them spoke, their voice deep and authoritative. "We've been monitoring your recent activities with great interest."

I stood at attention, meeting their gaze as best as I could. "I understand, sir. I'm here to serve the Foundation to the best of my abilities."

Another voice, this one softer but no less commanding, spoke up. "Your encounter with SCP-682 was... unexpected. But it demonstrated a level of power and control we hadn't anticipated."

I nodded, feeling a sense of validation. "Thank you, sir. I'm committed to proving that I can be an asset to the Foundation."

There was a pause as the Council members conferred silently among themselves. Finally, the first speaker spoke again. "Very well, Able. We will continue to monitor your progress closely. But know this: any deviation from our expectations will result in severe consequences."

"I understand," I said firmly, hiding my nerves beneath a facade of determination. "I won't let you down."

With that, Dr. Bright escorted me out of the room. As we walked back to my quarters, I couldn't help but feel a surge of relief. The O5 Council had given me their tentative approval, a chance to prove myself in their eyes.

Back in my room, Able's presence filled my mind once more. "Well, that went better than expected," he remarked.

"Yeah," I agreed, sinking down onto the bed. "But the real challenge begins now. I have to show them that they made the right choice."

Able's voice was steady, reassuring. "You will. Just stay focused, and remember why you're doing this."

I nodded, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. The road ahead would be fraught with challenges and uncertainties, but I was determined to face them head-on. And as for SCP-105 and Dr. Light? Well, I had time to figure that out. For now, proving myself to the Foundation was my top priority.

The next day, I found myself back in the training room, determined to push the boundaries of my newfound abilities. The concept of utilizing portals intrigued me greatly, especially after recalling the infamous Gilgamesh from Fate and his Gate of Babylon.

As I stood before the assembled SCP personnel, Dr. Bright and Dr. Light approached me cautiously. "Able," Dr. Light began, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "What exactly are you planning to do with the portals?"

I glanced at them both, a mischievous grin tugging at my lips. "Just a little experiment," I replied cryptically. "I want to see if I can create portals to access different dimensions or retrieve items from other worlds."

Dr. Bright raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued despite his reservations. "And what do you intend to retrieve?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, you know, weapons, artifacts, maybe even a few surprises."

Dr. Light exchanged a glance with Dr. Bright, then sighed. "Able, be careful. We don't know the full extent of your abilities yet."

I nodded, acknowledging her concern. "I'll be cautious," I assured them. "But I need to test my limits. It's the only way to understand what I'm truly capable of."

With that, I focused my thoughts on creating a portal. The air shimmered as a swirling vortex of energy formed before me, drawing gasps from the onlookers. I reached into the portal, concentrating on a specific item from another dimension.

To everyone's surprise, a gleaming sword materialized in my hand, its blade shimmering with otherworldly energy. Dr. Bright stepped forward, his eyes wide with amazement. "Is that...?"

I nodded, examining the sword with satisfaction. "A weapon from another dimension," I confirmed. "Just like Gilgamesh."

Dr. Light looked torn between awe and apprehension. "This is incredible, but also dangerous," she murmured.

Before anyone could react, I opened more portals, each revealing a different weapon or artifact. Dr. Bright and Dr. Light exchanged bewildered glances, clearly struggling to comprehend the implications of my abilities.

As I continued to experiment, retrieving various items and demonstrating their properties, the SCP personnel watched in stunned silence. It was clear that my actions had exceeded their expectations and perhaps even their comprehension.

Finally, Dr. Bright spoke up, his voice tinged with both wonder and concern. "Able, you've certainly proven yourself capable. But this... this changes everything."

I grinned, a rush of adrenaline coursing through me. "That's the idea," I replied, my tone filled with determination. "I want to show the Foundation what I can do, and maybe, just maybe, make a difference in this world."

Dr. Light stepped closer, her expression softening. "Just promise me you'll be careful," she said earnestly. "We can't afford to lose you."

I nodded solemnly, meeting her gaze. "I promise."

With that, I closed the portals and took a step back, the artifacts fading from view. The training room fell into a stunned silence, the SCP personnel processing the implications of my demonstration.

As I walked away with Dr. Bright and Dr. Light by my side, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had pushed the boundaries, tested my abilities, and gained their tentative trust. But the road ahead was still uncertain, filled with challenges and dangers.

One thing was certain, though. The SCP Foundation would never be the same again, not after what they had witnessed today. And as for me? Well, I was just getting started.

The Drs. Bright and Light exchanged a look of bewilderment, knowing they would have a lot to report and discuss with the rest of the council.

As Dr. Bright, Dr. Light, and I made our way through the SCP Foundation facility, the atmosphere around us was tense yet charged with curiosity. Other personnel gave us wide berths, their whispers following us like a shadow. I could feel their gazes, a mixture of awe and apprehension.

We finally arrived at the debriefing room, where several senior staff members were waiting. The atmosphere was somber, the air thick with anticipation. Dr. Bright and Dr. Light took their seats, while I stood before them, ready to face whatever questions or concerns they might have.

Dr. Gears, a stern-looking man with a reputation for meticulousness, spoke first. "Able, what you demonstrated today was extraordinary. But it also raises significant security and containment issues. How can we ensure that your abilities won't be misused?"

I met his gaze squarely. "I understand the concerns, Dr. Gears. That's why I'm willing to undergo further testing and containment protocols. We need to establish safeguards to prevent any unintended consequences."

Dr. Clef, known for his unconventional methods and dry humor, leaned forward. "And what about the artifacts you retrieved? Are they safe?"

I nodded. "Yes, Dr. Clef. I've returned everything to their respective dimensions. They were merely examples to demonstrate my capabilities."

Dr. Bright interjected, his tone surprisingly supportive. "Able, do you realize the implications of what you've done? You've shown us that you possess abilities far beyond what we originally anticipated."

I nodded again, feeling the weight of his words. "I understand. But I want to use these abilities to help the Foundation, not pose a threat."

Dr. Light spoke up next, her voice gentle yet firm. "We believe you, Able. But we need your cooperation to ensure the safety of everyone here. Can you promise us that?"

I took a deep breath, feeling the gravity of the moment. "I promise," I said sincerely. "I'll do whatever it takes to prove that I can be trusted."

The debriefing continued for hours, with discussions ranging from containment protocols to ethical considerations. Throughout it all, I remained composed and cooperative, answering their questions to the best of my ability. By the end of the session, although concerns lingered, there was a tentative consensus that I could be integrated into Foundation operations under strict supervision.

As we left the debriefing room, Dr. Bright clapped a hand on my shoulder. "Well done, Able. You've certainly given us a lot to think about."

I nodded gratefully. "Thank you, Dr. Bright. I'm determined to make a positive impact here."

Dr. Light smiled warmly. "We believe in you, Able. Just remember to stay true to your promises."

With that, we parted ways, each of us carrying our own thoughts and reflections on the events of the day. For me, it was a reminder of the challenges ahead and the responsibilities that came with my newfound abilities.

As I returned to my quarters, Able's presence in my mind was reassuring yet contemplative. "We've made progress today," he remarked. "But the real test will be proving ourselves in the field."

I nodded in agreement. "Agreed. We'll take it one step at a time."

And with that, I settled in for the night, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges and opportunities to prove myself as both Able and as someone forging their own path within the SCP Foundation.

To be continued

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