Return

Continuing the scene, Rodeo looks at his injuries, and even though they were just slash, cut marks and bite wounds he could have gotten much worse injuries, also him only knowing a limited amount of fighting styles also created a huge problem. He needed to improve more in the future.

"I need to get some training."

Rodeo then heads back for the severed right hand of 953 and found it still lying on the ground with Abby's drawing impaled to it. He separates the drawing from the hand and looks at it. Abby's drawing was ruined which Rodeo didn't like since Abby made it for her.

"I have to come up with an apology soon."

He then puts it back in his hollow stomach compartment and then suddenly he heard two van' s engine noises and turned around and saw it was Johnson and the rest of the unit.

The two vans stopped in front of him and then the k9 unit came out with three German Shepherd's from one van and Johnson, Lawrence, Carson and Simmons from the other van.

"You better have a good explanation for ditching us back at the apartment building." Johnson said with a frown.

"Weeeell, 953 has been captured... by me."

"What?"

"Just follow me."

The group followed Rodeo towards 953's unconscious body and to the k9 unit, Johnson, Lawrence, Carson and Simmons surprised and shocked, they found her lying on the ground all bloodied and bruised. 

"I cannot believe we drove all the way from site 17 to Chicago just for this crap." Carson complains.

"Come on, let's take her and get out of here."

———

(Underground Parking Lot, Site-17 - 8:00 AM)

Dr. Amelia Buck, Dr. Collingwood and six Scp guards with their assault rifles ready were waiting in the parking lot for their arrival.

"You think he's ok?" Collingwood asked.

"He will be fine... I hope." Ameilia said a little bit worried.

They then saw a van entering the parking lot and it was Johnson's group. The van parks in front of them, Lawrence gets out from the van first, opens the backdoors of the van and out of the backdoors comes Johnson, Simmons and Carson, then finally comes out Rodeo carrying the unconscious 953 bridal style. 

The guards, Amelia and Collingwood were shocked to see 953 in this state, but Rodeo's injuries, while not the most serious, still shocked the two doctors.

"Guard! Bring a stretcher for 953."

"Yes, ma'am."

The guard quickly runs for the door. 

Collingwood then asks Rodeo, "What happened to you?!"

"I came back alive, that's what happened."

The guard came back with a stretcher, Rodeo then placed 953 on the stretcher, and the guards took 953 away.

"So... how's it going?"

"How's it going? Look at you! She could have ripped you apart! And the only thing you can say is 'how's it going'?" She said angrily.

"I'm sorry, ok. I fought her alone because I knew I would be unaffected by her mind manipulation... buuuut she was able to read my mind and I ended up like this."

"You can tell your story to us later. Right now, you need to get your wounds patched up." Says Amelia.

"Alright."

———

(Ward J, Infirmary, Site-17- 8:20 AM)

Rodeo was sitting on a bed, while the Doctors were patching his wound with some stitches and bandages, while Rodeo was well... found it a bit painful. 

"Ow!"

"Easy now."

'I hate stitches.' He thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Dr. Amelia Buck, Collingwood, Lawrence, Carson, Simmons and Johnson were standing outside of his ward room, looking at Rodeo through the rectangular window.

"To think he would allow himself to take the hits without risking his friends getting hurt... You got to give him some credit for that." Amelia said.

"Yeah."

Lawrence added, "Well 953 is in intensive care, after the beatdown he gave to her, but she'll survive. The kid really has a big heart for caring about people." 

Johnson nodded, "That he does."

"So... Do you think the O5 will agree to his demands?" Carson asked.

"I mean he was the one to subdue her so they just might agree." Simmons said.

The doctor then came out of the door and says to the group. 

"We stitched up his wounds and covered them in bandages, we also checked for any infection but we found nothing like that. He will be fine."

The group breathed a sigh of relief. 

"Can we meet him?" Collingwood asked. 

"Yes you can."

The group entered the room and Rodeo, who was sitting on the bed, looked at them. The group noticed that his chest and back were wrapped in white bandages, even his right leg, left thigh and left arm as well.

"Hi, guys."

"Hi Rodeo. So how are you feeling?"

"Well besides the fact that I almost got killed... I'm just fine and dandy."

"Kid, you don't need to do things alone you know." Lawrence said.

"I know... but I have the immunity to survive certain scps and... I didn't want to see you get killed. So I took it upon myself to capture her."

"Rodeo, we understand that but you can't take on the whole world by yourself. Sometimes you need help from someone as well."

Rodeo sigh, "Alright, Sgt. Johnson."

Collingwood added, "And next time please can you not break a city street, and try to wake up an entire block."

Amelia nodded, "Yes, you don't know how many amnestics we had to use to make them forget."

"Yeah... I'm glad to have you guys as friends. Even Though I arrived a few days ago, I'm starting to warm up to this place a little."

"I'm glad you are Rodeo."

"Thank you." Rodeo smiled before turning to face Buck, "Amelia, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

"Can I meet Abby for a few minutes?"

———

(053's Containment Cell - 8:25 AM)

Abby was playing with a crocodile plushie, then suddenly her containment cell door open to reveal Rodeo.

"Big bro! Your back."

Abby runs up to him, Rodeo kneels down and gives her a nice warm hug. 

"It's good to see you again, Abby."

"Me too."

They break away from the hug and then Rodeo opens his hollow stomach compartment and brings out a Bendy plushie, kit-kat chocolate bar and gives it to her.

"Wow! Thank you, big bro."

"You're welcome. Do you know why I'm giving these to you?"

"No."

Rodeo then opens his hollow stomach compartment again and brings out Abby's drawing which was stabbed by 953 and shows it to her.

"I couldn't keep your drawing safe and as a form of apology I gave you a kit-kat and plushie. I hope you accept them." He said apologetically 

"Of course I will, dummy. Friends always accept things from each other and apologize as well." She said with a smile.

"You consider me as a friend?"

"Of course I do."

"Thanks Abby."

They then hug each other again. Rodeo is still adjusting to his new environment and while there might be monsters that can end the world as we know it, Rodeo won't let any harm come to anyone and his explosive journey has just begun.

———

(O5-1's Office, Location: [REDACTED], 9:00 AM)

O5-1 was sitting in his office and looking at the footage through his computer that the MTF Alpha-1 group the 'Red Right Hand' got. Turns out the Red Right Hand were secretly spying and following Rodeo all the way to Chicago and giving information to O5-1. 

O5-1 who was looking at the footage was impressed but felt that Rodeo could have taken a more less violent and discrete approach, but he was impressed nonetheless. 

"Well done, SCP-6601."

End of Chapter 13

———

A/n: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Consider following me and vote my stories and keep yourselves notified for more chapters. Thank you.