An Unusual Encounter

This is an SCP RP. I am [REDACTED], and I shall be the host.

The plot is one Apollyon, Keter or Thuamiel class SCP has escaped and has formed a close bond with a human. I shall be the Keter, Thaumiel or Apollyon class SCP. You shall be the human.

No true prior knowledge of this universe is required for entry. Just note that certain Classes and SCPs mentioned should be researched, when mentioned.

( may i?)

(Sure! No template needed, let's just jump right in.)
(Should I start it off, or would you like to?)

( please start, i suck at them -w-)

(Aight!)

Erocthmai was running as fast as she could from Site 19, determined not to get captured again, right at the finish line. She breezes past each and everysingle one of the gurads and gates in less than a second. Seconds earlier, she'd hit the sound barrier and punched straight through. She'd been hit many times by specially designed weapons, but she didn't, couldn't, stop.

She hit the outermost gate and got a few broken ribs to show for it, plus some broken fingers and a bruised body. Gasping, she kept running. Hours later, she collapses in a well tended field, nearly unconscious.

keava, a new but more trained guard had been tracing the escaped SCP. she had no idea what she was in for, so when she found the body in the field worry washed over her " dang.. " she mumbled, kneeling beside the thing and picking her up. " easy.. I've got you.. i won't let anything happen… promise.."

Erocthmai flinches awake, then nearly screams at the sight of the Facility guard looming above her.

"NO! I WON'T GO BACK!" she shouts, trying to crawl backwards and failing. She's gasping from the pain of her numerous injuries.

"Please. . . don't take me back. . . I don't ever want to go back. . ."

"i- im really sorry, i have too' she felt so sorry for the poor things. " if you go back now, ill opt to be your guard and.. and I promise, what every their doing ill stop it."

"NO!" she screams, trying to get up. The lights in the farmhouse turn on, and she flinches again.

"I'm human, I deserve freedom, I don't want to be locked in a cage night and day having the doctors and D-class personel poking and proding me, getting a meager meal in the morning and at dinner. I don't deserve. . ." she continues on, rambling about how this wasn't fair, wasn't right. She was human, she had the same rights as any other person. Just because she had powers didn't make her any less human.

keava put her forehead on the scp's" if we let you out with your powers the human world would kill you in a heartbeat. or they'd call us again.."

Erocthmai gives a breathless snort and winces when Keava's head touches hers. "I'd like to see them try. It took hundreds of you to take me, and many more to contain me. Normal humans can't kill me."

" I'm sure I could change that," she said, her smile was clear through her visor " If you let me of course."

Erocthmai laughs slightly, then bites back a scream. It hurt to laugh or breathe, but she couldn't stop the latter, and couldn't control the former. "Here's an idea: stay with me out here. We don't need to go back to the Site. We can stay out here."

" youd risk both our lives just to stay? " she sighed " I've got a place near here.. you have to stay hidden though"

"Correction: I'm risking my life to help both of us out. If the 05's discover that an Apollyon class SCP escaped, they'd kill me. And you. And all the guards that failed to stop us." Erocthmai mutters.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Same del as before I was captured." she snorts, and then winces.

she chuckled, her laugh sweet and bouncy " alright, hurry," she carried the scp through the field

Erocthmai gasps when Keava picks her up, nearly crying out.

"Be careful." she hissed.

Taking short breaths, she managed to get out one more sentence. "By the way, my name is Erocthmai."

She passes out then.

keave smiled softly at her, " nice name" she mumbled, knowing erocthmal couldn't hear her.
as she made it back to her house she stripped from her gear, left in boxers and a tanktop

Erocthmai groans, but doesn't become lucid enough to move or speak. All she knows is that she was set down on something soft and bouncy.

She wakes up the next morning and bolts upright, then lets out a loud yelp of pain when her body reminds her that it is still very much hurt and broken.

"H-hello?" she calls.

"right here SCP" keava said softly from a pallet on the floor.

"I told you, my name is Erocthmai. Not SCP." she groans.

"Why are you on the floor?" she mutters, the effort of speaking making her light-headed.

" because i wanted to make sure you stayed alive. and I really tried to say your name but I cant so it's either SCP or elly."

"My name- you know what, fine. Call me Elly." she gasps, her various broken, fractured and bruised limbs and bones protesting mightily.

"Now please, for the love of God, get me some painkillers."

" alright" she said an went to her med cabinet. she came back with a shit ton of med supplies " you hit that wall hard.."

"No shit!" Erocthmai snarls.

She looks very pale, and sweat beads her face.

keava gave her the med, letting her take them before working on patching her up. she got everything but her chest " would you -ah, lift your shirt please?"

"If I could, I would. But more than a couple of my fingers are broken." she says, sighing in relief as the painkillers go to work.

" Alright, I'm doing it then" she said, being easy she lifted the others shirt, wrapping an ace wrap around it and pressing sightly to see where it's broke

Giggling, Erocthmai says "You know, I could just tell you how many broken, fractured and bruised ribs I have."

"I would prefer to find them thank you," she said, feeling to her upper chest. " I was a med student before the facility flagged me to be a guard. they waited till the day I got out. they said it was because they might need a medic and I was perfect… now I see it was a medic for the SCPS who wasn't going to make It through another round of testing.."