Scp 076-2 or Able walked away from his containment cell, did they really think a couple thousands of volts of electricity would be able to put him down? He laughed to himself. How foolish could this foundation truly be? He effortlessly beat down the the metal door in front of him and was met with a barrage of bullets fired from the multitude of MTFs that had been waiting for him. A smirk came on his face as he materialized two bladed weapons in his hands. God how he missed slaughtering these idiots.

He slaughtered his way through the waves of guards, laughing maniacally as he did so. One of them had pulled out more heavy artillery weapons and began firing at him with them, taking out large chunks of flesh. He ran at the MTF and quickly shoved his blade down their skulls, killing them instantaneously. Soon, there were nearly barely left, still trying so hard to kill him off. He was about to kill off another one when he felt a bullet enter the back of his skull. He turned around to see one brave MTF agent with an shotgun, which they then promptly threw down when they ran out of bullets.

Able let out a laugh as he charged at the agent full speed before he began swinging at the agent. They managed dodged his strike. He wasted no time attempting to strike another blow at the MTF. The MTF dodged it again and again all while firing at him with any gun the guard could reach.

Able was a bit impressed by how nimble and quick on their feet this particular MTF was. He was getting tired of weak prey and was in dire need of some sort of challenge. Able lunged at the guard, pinning the MTF down and attempted to plunge his blade into the MTF's throat. The MTF caught the blade with their bare hand and struggled to keep it away from impaling their neck. They then used their other hand to reach for their gun and shoved it into Able's mouth before firing. Able let out sputtering like noises as he spat out blood. The MTF took their chance and headbutted Able with all the might, even cracking the helmet a bit.

Able stumbled backwards, allowing the MTF to get off the ground and continue firing at him. Able grit his teeth and started furiously attempting to slay this MTF, with the MTF dodging his every attempt with skill and precision. They used any opportunity to get a few shots at the SCP. Able wouldn't say it but this was the most excitement he'd had in a long time. Finally he was fighting someone who hadn't died within 3 seconds of encountering him. Though he knew that he needed to hurry up and kill her, since the remaining MTFs were actually beginning to start to kill him off. There was a hole in his abdomen as he was fighting from the constant non stop rapid fire of their guns.

Finally he managed to stab this MTF in the stomach, making them fall to the ground. He then took a swing at their head, which they were barely able to roll away from, but their helmet had been lost in the process. It revealed themselves to be a woman in their late twenties, her black hair in a ponytail.

Able, at some level, was glad that he could see her face. So he could know who was the warrior that gave him somewhat of a challenge before he killed her. As he raised his blade, he noticed the smirk on her face.

"What's so funny?" He spoke for the first time in 17 years. His eyes glaring into hers

"Look down." She spoke

He did as she said, only to find that there was a grenade lodged in the wound on his abdomen

He looked back up only to see her with her pistol aimed at the grenade. She gave him a triumphant smirk.

"Hehe... Guess they weren't kidding when they said that you were a tough son of a b!tch. This has to be my closest to death I've ever been, I'll give you that, you murder happy d!ck. The name's Gloria. Remember it as the name of the person who killed your sorry a$$" she spoke before firing at the grenade, blowing Able to pieces, killing him. What was left of his body quickly became dust and he was left to reform in his coffin.

This wouldn't be the last time they fought. Not by a long shot, everything he came back, she was always there waiting for him along with a new group of MTF. Sure, maybe she always had help taking him down, but it's not everyday he finds someone that can survive actually physically attacking him. He loved every second of it. The adrenaline rushing through both of their veins as he tried to kill her as she dodged and countered his attacks. It always ended with him dead, but he didn't mind. It took it all as a challenge. One that he was determined to win one day.

When the foundation had implemented Omega 7, one of the first people Able hand picked to be on his squad was Gloria. It was almost too easy, someone like her would do perfectly on the missions given to them by the foundation and God did she not disappoint.

Even through even the most ruthless of training exercises, she still managed to tough through to see another day. Broken bones meant nearly nothing to her, she just kept her eye on the goal and that's what he respected about her. She didn't care what she had to do, just as long as the objective will be fulfilled in the end.

That was until one mission. However. Gloria was gunning down the enemy agents while Able cut them down with his blades, making good progress on their mission to destroy an Chaos Insurgency base. That's when disaster struck, an jet flying over them began sending down bombs. As Able and Gloria began running to an safer location, Gloria was unlucky enough to be an victim of one of those bombs, the resultant blast sent her flying. Even more unlucky, the blast itself didn't kill her. No, she just left on the battlefield, dying painfully.

Able dragged her twitching body to the sidelines, cursing in ancient Sumerian

"Hey, you better not die on me now!" He growled. Gloria let out weazy gasps before forcing a little hint of a smile

"Why? Because you wanted to be the one who kills me?" Gloria responds sarcastically, making Able roll his eyes.. Sarcasm to the end, it seems.

"This isn't how a warrior should die. You deserved to die in combat, not to some device cowardly weak fools sent too afraid to show their faces and die!" He yelled. His rage only stopped when he felt Gloria's hand touch his.

"T-thats... Just how it is sometimes.. But, before I die, please... Stay with me.." Gloria muttered. As much of a unfeeling bada$$ she tries to be, her worse fear was to die alone. Maybe she wouldn't admit it, but she didn't need to for Able to understand as he gripped her hand tightly reassuringly.

"Thank. You." Gloria wheezed out, struggling to breathe. Able watched as she took her final breaths, the grip on his hand loosing. He bowed his head in respect for a moment, before getting back up with a new found rage.

To say what happened next was an one sided massacre wouldn't be doing it justice. The chaos insurgency base was utterly destroyed along with the agents protecting it when Able was done with it.

Able looked at the multitude of dead bodies, he sneered in disgust as he spat on one of them. They deserved it all. All of it for daring to take away one of the only people that was truly a challenge.