Vex growled to herself. "Stupid scientists filed down my claws that I had sharpened to perfection and drained my magic...how long does the drug take to wear off... or is it permanent?"

*no drug can drain magic. It must be the work of another SCP or its simply blocked by something. As for your claws, they should grow back soon.* he said, before slamming his tail into a doorknob and broke it, much to the annoyance of guards on the other side with them yelling and banging on the door.

"I see, is there an armory within this...place?" She said 'place' with such distaste. Vex clenched her fist to see how long she could keep it clenched, seeing if she it would last long enough for her to be any good in a fight. "And do you know if they test on any SPCs?"

*there is. Its coming up in a bit. Guards will no doubt be in there. And testing is the main thing they do to us besides questioning and execution attempts.*

A bunch of men with guns ran out and opened fire on the two, and the reptile shoved her out of the way and took the shots, before opening its mouth and the bullets flew out of it and hit everyone, knocking them dead. It was actually awesome.

When Vex brought herself up off of the floor, she clicked her tongue and nodded in acknowledgement.
"I like your power 628, useful I'm sure. If I get a weapon or my magic back, we could break out too. If that's what you'd like 628, I could introduce you into my friends who're likely SCPs as well."

*well, heres the thing. I hate all life. I want to kill them all. Especially the SCP Foundation. All except a certain few. No doubt your friends are a part of that category. And I have another freind who I would like to join us. She has no way to protect herself, but... well, I like her.* the SCP grinned at Vexa. *so. Whats your power, anyway? Wings, magic, claws, fancy eyes? Thats not gonna get you far compared to other SCPs. And Im not even accounting myself in this. You are very outclassed, my freind.*

My magic is powerful, founding magic really. From the dawn of time. Vex held her hands up and moved them in a circle, a faint outline of white light radiated where she had moved her hands. And whos this friend of yours, 628?

He smiled. *right behind here.* he said, opened a door by picking the lock with his tail.

Inside the room was a 3 year old girl. She looked up and clapped her hands, smiling.

682 smiled. *her name is Abby, but sadly, no one uses it. shes known as SCP-053 and the Young Girl, she never ages, and is actually a hated creature. Anyone who touches her or stays with her for longer then 10 minutes will become genocidal and try to kill others nearby, or her. Anyone who tries to kill her will have a heart attack. When I found her, it didnt work on me. She rode on my back like a tiny cowgirl, and I guarded her bed as she slept. Shes my biggest freind here. But we dont meet often since the Foundation doesnt like pulling us apart.*



(This is a pic of the two that I love, this also shows how big SCP 682 normally is. Hes huge.)

Do you know if this will affect me? And do you know if the affects are permanent? Vex watched Abby with a curious gaze before she glanced out of the doorway to check for any guards.

There werent any.

*is you are forced to forget her, then youll be fine. But I think youll be ok with her. Just a feeling.*

(Which means shes good. Because plot.)