Vex moved her hands within the tubes, checking to see how tight they were wrapped around. Yeah just a few. For the first one, where in heck am I and what did I do? She sized Hawthorne up and down a few times with a slightly irritated look.

He said, *we are in an undisclosed location somewhere we cannot disclose. We have been instructed to watch over an SCP, which is an anomaly and doesnt fit in our worlds rules. They can be creatures, objects, buildings, and more. This one seems to be a labyrinth or a maze. A number for it is still being picked. We also heard rumors of a humanoid female with extreme powers and wings. And, well, you fit that description. We need to hold you in containment for the rest of your days in order to keep the human race safe. We may also need to run tests on you. DNA tests, interactions with other SCPs, what you know, stuff like that. We dont mean to harm you. But you will be harmed if you do not comply. In return, we will give you anything requested, within reason. Is that understood?*

The tubes were airtight and she couldnt move her hands or feet at all. She was stuck. The man, despite what he said, seemed honest and kind, if a bit sad.

Vex scoffed. I have done nothing against the human race, if anything Ive saved it, She kept quiet for a few moments before speaking again in a quieter, more sober tone. How many others do you have here? Do you have Glory? If anything, free her, thats all that I ask. She never once tried to struggle for freedom, just kept her eyes down.

*we dont have any subjects named Glory, but we have thousands of SCPs. And not all of them threatened the world. One of them is a orange slime who makes everyone feel happiness and love around it and when touching it. The thing is, we are trying to protect the SCPs, too. The human race attacks what it doesnt understand. And you would be in serious danger. This is for your own good. Any more questions?* he opened the clipboard onto a piece of paper with writing, no doubt questions for her.

You guys could have her named as anything though... Vex whispered. She thought of Glory, trying to pinpoint her using the thought trick the velociraptors taught her. After a few moments of trying, she responded, I know they attack, thats why Im the perfect undercover to help any SCPs or anyone I come across. Im afraid to ask but do you know who I am by any chance? She finally looked up at him.

*we are trying to decide a number for you. All the SCPs are number-coded, and are allowed a nickname. So your Glory would still be called Glory.*

She felt Glory, but faintly. She was still out and uncaptured.

Which means she possibly let the SCP Foundation know about her freind.

Suddenly, an alarm went off and a voice crackled on the intercom: *SCP 682 has breached containment. Repeat, SCP 682 has breached containment.*

The man paled and swore. *I need to go get this SCP into containment. You... wait here.* he said, leaving, and leaving Vexa stuck. She heard gunshots, roaring, and screams of horror and pain.

Vexed out a sigh of relief, but tensed up when the intercom spoke. She stared at the door while the ruckus went on outside. When/if the man in the white coat came back, she lowered her vision back to the ground.
Who was that?

Suddenly, the door broke down, and a massive reptile burst in, barely wounded. It landed in front of her, growling. Then it spoke. *you. You are the new SCP. You are... interesting.*



(Its got yellow reptile eyes under those dreadlocks on its head.)

Vex glanced up and eyed the reptile warily. "You're quite interesting yourself my friend... but the better question is, are you here to free me, to look, or to eat me?"

*for now, look.* he paced around her. *and I ate that scientist guarding you. So now I ask the questions. In return, I wont harm you. And for the record, you cant harm me. Litterally. I am contained in acid and I often break free.*