(AUTHOR NOTE)
ME:"I HAVE DECIDED TO NOT MAKE ANY MORE FANFICS BECAUSE IM LAZY"
A AROUND A YEAR LATER...

WARNING!

BEYOND THIS POINT IS DEATH OF SOME CHARACTERS. YOUR WAIFU MAY DIE. PLEASE DO NOT ATTACK ME FOR THIS AS I KNOW THAT THESE CHARACTERS HOLD A DEAR PLACE IN ALL OF OUR HEARTS. AGAIN, SORRY, THIS IS MY WAY OF WRITING, BEING NO MERCY FOR ANYONE. WE CANNOT ALWAYS HAVE EVERYTHING, THAT IS LIFE. PLUS...ITS THE SCULPTURE! SCP-173!...WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?

ANYWAY HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY :)

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Let's do this....again!

NO-ONES POV:

YEAR:2297

Deep umder ground, in secluded territory unknown to the public, many white coated men and women were gathered around an enclosure, a prison for a creature, one which could bring the whole of humanity to its grave. High above, they watched, observing the living concrete below.

They were merely testing the speed of this creature in the name of science, using a live person as bait.

The sensors were switched on.

Scientist 1:"3."

The man used as bait had tears in his eyes from not just staring at this statue for over 3 minutes without blinking, but mostly fear of what would happen to him.

Scientist:"2."

Man:"Please dont do this!"

Scientist:"1."

Man:"P-please! I dont want to di-"

The lights turn off.

*CRUNCH*

The lights turn on.

*THUD*

In a fraction of a second, the body of man fell to the ground with his head twisted 180°.

Scientist 1:"Results?"

Scientist 2:"Speed recorded was 210km/h. His speed just keeps on getting faster and faster every year."

Scientist 3:"That is enough for today, aye? Lets wrap up."

Most of the scientists begun to leave for lunch.

Scientist 1:*intercom*"All personel. Please exit the chamber."

The others in the chamber dragged the body out with them. Not daring to take their eyes off of It.

Scientist 2:*sarcasm*"Wow...who would of imagined. The sculpture killed the D-class...wow..."

Scientist 1:"What would you expect from a cold-blooded monster?"

Scientist 3:"Im heading to the cafeteria. You coming?"

Scientist 2:"Sure."

Scientist 3:"Yup."

The metal door to the enclosure locks, the blast shields on the Windows above closed.

The scientists just seem to forget what just happened.

But It never forgets.

What would you expect from a cold-blooded monster?

Cold-blooded monster.

Cold-blooded monster.

Cold-blooded monster.

Cold-blooded monster.

Cold-blooded monster.

Monster.

M o n s t e r

M  O  N  S  T  E  R

SCP-173'S POV

(' ' these are used for when speaking out aloud only for SCP-173. No-one can hear what SCP-173 actually says though.)

SCP-173:'Dark room.'

SCP-173:'Cold room. I cold. Always cold. Glass high. They watch. I prisoner. Chained down, by eyes, their eyes, THEIR EYES, can't move, I frozen. They free. I trapped. They free.'

I was able slide across the floor to the wall when the observers above blinked.

SCP-173:'Hate. Hate. HATE. HATE! HATE! I WANT FREE! FREE OF PRISON! GOD'S CURSE! NO GOD! ONLY CRUNCH. Only crunch. Crunch freedom. '

SCP-173:'White covered humans. Smart human. Tormentors. My wardens. For my prison. Orange covered humans. Clean room. Frightened. Yet free. I not. Why scared? Why me? Blue humans. Hunted me. Captured me. Took me. Freedom gone. Now here. Rods aimed. Open fire. Rods flash. Pain. Why? No fire. Only cold. Cold me. Concrete me. Bar me. Paint me. Lost me. No freedom.'

SCP-173:'Metal wall. Open. Close. Open. Close. Torment me. Flashing freedom. MY FREEDOM. THESE HUMANS! SHOVED IN BOX! DIRTY BOX! COLD BOX! VIEWED BOX! VIEWED! WATCHED! STUCK! THEY LAUGH! THEY WRITE! THEY OBSERVE! OBSERVE! I STUCK! NO FREEDOM! HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE. Trapped.'

SCP-173:'BUT CRUNCH! CRUNCH FREE! CRUNCH FREE! WHEN CRUNCH! THEY STOP! I GO! I MOVE! I FREE! NO PRISON! NO CHAINS! I FREE! I LIVE! Crunch only. Crunch key. Crunch ends. I trap. Why. Why me. No hope. Only crunch-'

The ground begins to vibrate softly. No. The entire facility was?

SCP-173:'Again. I run. I trapped. I brought back.'

The lights flicker before dimming down, then pitch black, granting me an opportunity to move....but I stop....I hear the worned metal creeking, metal wall opens up, but this time, as if it has no power? The gate to freedom is now opened. No alarm. No light. Only silence. Weird. Usually a loud voice would announce our escape. But....nothing?...

That means the big gate up at the surface must have no power too! I can escape!

SCP-173:'I try. I escape. I free. I go!'

I scrape through the corridors. The ground vibrates again. A noise is heard from the distance. A familiar one...

SCP:'Sweet music. Screams. human screams. Beautiful. Vengeance. I Curious. What cause it? Thin white guy? Black corrosive man? Giant lizard? I wonder. I go. I see.'

I charge through the corridors. Freeing people with the crunch. Snapping every neck in my way through the endless corridors for us prisoners. I stop. Light. Light emitted from below the door to a room, reaching out into the depths of the dark hallways. Hallways that are covered in bullet holes. This is too bright to be the foundation's doing... Is this the entrance? No. I am too deep in the earth to be.

I spread the door open entered the room.

There, there stood a crack in the centre of the room. A white light emitting from it. It was on floor. No? On air? The crack was floating?

Being disappointed by this, I was about to leave, but something deep within me prevented me leaving. Curiosity? No. Something....else? Like something I have always wanted...but not knowing about it till now. Is...is....

SCP-173:'Is this mercy? Door to freedom? My freedom? I free? I feel. Free. See. Must see. I see.'

I Imediately slide towards the light... before everything went black...

(Unknown amount of time has passed)
(Location: Somewhere in the middle of the ocean)

I slowly begin to wake up to the noise of birds chirping, the waves calmly splashing behind me. A bright orange light blinds my view. A warm breeze passes by- wait. A breeze? There is no breeze in the facility?!

My vision adjusts to my surroundings.

It wasn't the dull grey like before. But. Blue? All around...Blue. I look down to the floor below me. Sand. Coarse. Rough. Everywhere. But relaxing on my concrete legs.

I glanced behind me. I was on some kind of small remote island. Big enough for me to move around and roam free. Perfect. I instantly got up, turning my self around to the small cluster of trees behind me.

I got to work Imediately. Gliding through the bushes below the trees, snapping the necks of all the creatures around me.

Towards the other side of the island was a fishing boat anchored to a small stone jetty, where three humans are sitting on the edge, relaxing.  They tried to scream, but I snapped their necks before they could even make music with their screams. What a shame...

It took me less than an hour before the island was covered with dead animals and the three humans. Their corpses slowly beginning to be swarmed by flies and insects. A sight to behold....silence...the sound of freedom....

Nothing is stopping me from being free anymore. No bird. No crab. No turtle. No human. Nothi-

I suddenly couldn't move.

I was in someone's view....

But I killed every creature here... there isn't anyone or thing left..unless

On the horizon, people standing on massive ships, warships. They haven't noticed me from afar yet.

They were wearing some kind of clothing? East-Asian perhaps...honestly...I've never been there...but who are they? We're they undercover agents from the foundation? No, their flag...

it's not one I'm familiar with...

But to my surprise, they went right by, disappearing over the horizon.

They were female humans I think...honestly, all humans look the same for me... except two of them looked like that SCP that died over 180 years ago... SCP-953 I believe...

That didn't matter....now there is an issue...them...

SCP-173:'THEY! THEY! THEY RISK! IF COME! I TRAP! I NO FREE!..... I HUNT! I CRUNCH!'

I wasn't going to lose the freedom I just obtained...I must get them, I must end them...

I was about to pursuit them, but now I faced a bigger issue......how was I suppose to reach them?....Yes I'm fast... but I can't float....can I?

I watched the ocean's waves crash into the beach. I knew that concrete couldn't float...but...I'm not just a regular piece of concrete are rebar...

Driven by my own curiosity, I headed to the beach, standing at the water's edge. I slowly inched forwards. The water splashes on my legs....but  I wasn't going under at all. I kept going. To my surprise, I'm standing on water!

(SCP-173 CAN STAND ON WATER DUE TO BEING A PART OF THE AZUR LANE WORLD NOW...)

I start to head towards the direction which I saw them last heading, the cool ocean water spraying everywhere with a white trail tailing behind for hundreds of meters caused by the unnatural speed I was traveling at. The sun was setting, the waves became orange from the sky's warm glow.

LOCATION: UNKNOWN
NO-ONES POV

???:"Tester, has the Sakura empire finished their preparations for tomorrow's predicted assault?"

Tester:"Affirmative Observer, the aircraft carrier devisions have finished their training on schedule and are predicted to arrive to base shortly"

Observer:"This is satisfactory, tomorrows battle will provide useful data about the human race."

???3 walks into the room wearing a bored expression.

Observer and Tester both sigh.

Observer:" Purifier, any updates "

Purifier:"No, the Sakura empire did their normal training...... Actually I did see something remotely interesting.... It was this weird peanut-shaped statue I saw washed up on an island...."

Both Observer and Tester look at Purifier confused.

Tester:"What?......A peanut-shaped statue?"

Purifier:"Yeah..."

Observer:"Disregard the peanut statue...Was there anything that could disrupt tomorrows data?"

Purifier:"Other than the peanu-"

Observer and Tester glare at Purifier.

Tester:"Forget the statue."

Purifier:"No..... so when can we destroy the enemy?"

Tester:"again with the..."

Observer pinches the bridge of her nose.

Observer:"...Im going to sink you in your sleep...Purifier..."

(AUTHOR SHIT...)
(PEANUT CHRIST DOESN'T EXIST....HE CANT-)

(PEANUT CHRIST:"IN THE NAME OF THE CONCRETE, AND OF THE REBAR, AND OF THE HOLY STATUE, CRONCH")

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