Chapter 5

Oh God, my head it's killing me where am I is this an interrogation room I try standing but I then notice that I'm chained to a large metal table that's bolted to the floor.

Okay, it's coming back to me I was captured huh? These aren't normal chains there probably reinforced, this table is tougher than normal too.

It's not like I couldn't break free but for now, I'll just sit down and wait for the right time to escape.

Just behind the two-way glass, a researcher was discussing with his assistant who will be conducting an interview in a few minutes with the anomaly.

"What were the results of the blood tests," said the senior researcher.

"There were no tests we couldn't draw any blood," said the junior researcher.

"What how couldn't you, we even got extra-durable needles just so we could conduct a DNA test just how strong is his skin," said the annoyed senior researcher.

"It's not that his skin is tough his bodily tissues behave like a Non-Newtonian fluid when stress is applied it gets tougher. When hit with let's say a bullet the kinetic force causes his skin and muscles to harden while it appears that his ligaments become more fluid increasing mobility and flexibility," said the young researcher.

"That still doesn't explain why you couldn't pierce his skin as long as no force was applied you could slip the needle in and extract a sample," said the slightly angered senior researcher.

"Well you see his skin isn't normal it looks and feels like normal human skin but it's incredibly thick and it's quite loose too. It's like rubber even the reinforced needle couldn't pierce. His hair and nails are also strong we couldn't even pluck out a single strand," said the nervous junior researcher.

Hmmm? The senior researcher was lost in thought this one is strong. The researcher knew about how he killed Martinez with just a small stone this SCP actually hit him square in the face while he was in a helicopter several dozen feet in the air with enough force to rupture his skull.

"Hey just stay here I'll conduct the interview it's obvious you are too afraid to do it he's been awake a while now just keep the Halothane vapor ready just in case he tries something," said the curious senior researcher.

Ira was still sitting in the metal chair that was really starting to hurt his ass, Jesus Christ when are they gonna start this stupid interview if someone doesn't come through that door soon I'm gonna rip my chains apart bust through that concrete wall, and leave this fucking place.

A second later a middle-aged guy walked in he had brown hair with some grey probably in his 50s his name tag says, Sanderson.

"Hello my name is Sanderson I'm a researcher here at this organization the reason why you are here is that you display anomalies abilities and you have used them to commit some rather nasty crimes now I'll be asking you some questions please answer them honestly," said Sanderson.

"Uh? okay, so what's the first one," said Ira.

"Well, first I'd like to know your name we seem to be unable to identify you," said Sanderson.

"Okay, my name is Ira now what are those other questions," said Ira.

"Ira that's an odd name are you aware that Ira is Latin for anger or wrath," said Sanderson.

"huh? No, I was not but that's interesting to know," said Ira.

"*Coughs* okay then Ira for my next question I would like to know how old you are and how you developed your anomalies abilities," said researcher Sanderson.

"Okay, first of all, I'm 18 I think and well I wasn't born like this if that's what you're asking but I really don't want to tell you how I got like this it's a long and painful story," said Ira.

"Okay then understood then how long have you been like this if you don't mind me asking," said Sanderson.

"Well apparently it's only been one year," Ira said with an angry look on his face.

Hmm? So he becomes angered when the nature of his powers comes up duly noted best not to anger this one he's being surprisingly cooperative with us and wouldn't want to ruin that.

"So we have seen your strength and speed, and we know you're quite tough so tell me do you have any additional powers we are unaware of," said Sanderson.

"Hehehehehe oh mister Sanderson you have no idea what I am truly capable of," said Ira who had a large grin on his face.

Okay, red flag right there better be more careful asking questions from here on out "So Ira..."

*Sssshhhhhhhhuuuuuuuussssssshhhhh!!!!*

However, he was silenced by Ira who loudly shushed him he raised a finger to his mouth to signal him to shut up.

"Now now mister researcher I think it's my turn to ask a question first what exactly is the name of your organization I'm sure you're not the FBI or something like that so if you'd be so kind please as to tell me what group you actually work for," said Ira with a large grin plastered on his face.

"Well okay then if you must know we are called the SCP foundation," said Sanderson with a serious look on his face.

Huh? Is this guy for real he's gotta be kidding me wait don't tell me did I reincarnated into the SCP universe ah fuck me if I knew I would have been more careful these guys are hardcore mother fuckers I don't want to cross them what have I gotten myself into.

Hmmm? why did he go quiet he's not grinning anymore either wait has he already heard of us that would be concerning.

"Umm? Ira is there something wrong?" said Sanderson.

Shit, I'm probably in one of their sites right now gotta get out of here I know looks like I have to blast my way out I'll use my breath attack I learned this from some monsters in the other world first you channel beast force into your mouth compress it then focus it into a beam and shoot it out a high speed. It's a devastating attack that can easily erase an entire city block.

I raised my head and looked at the ceiling I opened my mouth wide and started gathering beast force. Dark red energy started leaking off my body I channeled it into my mouth and fired it at the ceiling. The bright red beam collided with the concrete roof burning a large hole into it Sanderson look on in horror Ira really did have other tricks.

Sanderson took out a mask and shouted "What are you waiting for flood the room," then he dove under the steel table.

Ira tore apart his chains and jumped towards the hole in the ceiling he ran down the hallway just as the Halothane gas flooded the room he was in. That was a close one he ran down the halls a loud siren blaring through the corridors speakers repeated the words "Containment breach" over and over again.

Ira heard heavy footsteps behind him shit must be security personnel gotta get out of here quick but he didn't know the layout of the site this whole place was a labyrinth of endless corridors after an hour of running around he saw many heavily armed guards in front of a large metal door.

Let's hope that's an exit Ira ran at the guards and quickly killed them before they could fire their guns shit these guys were wearing thick body armor and carrying large machine guns these were different from the guns of the other security personnel whatever gotta leave quick this doors large looks like reinforced titanium gotta use some beast force dark energy covered Ira's arm strengthening him and he punched it with all his might causing it to cave in and fall.

What Ira saw on the other side made his blood run cold a large vat of acid made up most of the room in the center there was a giant reptile and we all know who this is oh shit what have I done that's SCP-682.