Incident 4261990-4450 Video Log Transcript

Date: 04/26/1990

Response Team: MTF Omega-7 ("Pandora's Box")

Subject: SCP-4450-α and -β

Team Lead: Ω-7 Wilbur

Team Members: Ω-7 Lucy / Ω-7 Dandelion / Ω-7 Hayes / SCP-076-2 "Subject Able"

Foreword: MTF Omega-7 responding to subdue destructive entities at 37.524███, -89.386███

[BEGIN LOG]

Feed shows Ω-7 Wilbur, Ω-7 Lucy, Ω-7 Dandelion, Ω-7 Hayes, and Subject Able sitting within Ω-7 taskforce dropship. Subject Able is motionless with its eyes closed and head bowed.

Ω-7 Wilbur: We're landing. Standby to move out.

Ω-7 Hayes: What do we know about the anomaly?

Ω-7 Wilbur: Practically fuck all. All the GOC sent with their SOS was that there are two of them, and that they blew away most of their compound.

Subject Able shows signs of unrest. Dropship interior shakes and rear exit hatch opens. Field of view moves with Ω-7 Wilbur.

Ω-7 Wilbur: Let's move, people! Keep your eyes peeled for hostiles.

Ω-7 Lucy: Jesus fuck, they really did a number on the building.

View shifts to show an extensive field of concrete and metal rubble. 4 crashed assault helicopters and 13 dead Global Occult Coalition personnel are visible within the debris.

Subject Able: (Yelling) Why are you hiding up there, [Sumerian word, untranslated] cowards?

Camera moves to take in Subject Able, who is looking towards the sky. View moves upwards to show SCP-4450-α and -β levitating roughly 30m above the ground. Several seconds pass, during which Subject Able can be heard growling, before SCP-4450-α and -β vanish and reappear on the ground roughly 20m from Ω-7 Wilbur.

Ω-7 Dandelion: Careful. Looks like they can teleport.

Subject Able: That wasn't teleport. Fast movement. Stay back, this will be fun for me.

SCP-4450-α and -β begin walking towards Subject Able.

SCP-4450-α: Oi, are you lads here to pay for the damages? They said they was sendin' for someone, but we got tired of waiting. You lads should know how it is, accidents 'appen.

Subject Able leaps forward, manifesting a 2m long sword and swinging it down towards SCP-4450-α. SCP-4450-α's left arm repositions between frames and intercepts Subject Able's attack. Despite fully halting the swing, SCP-4450-α displays no signs of physical exertion.

SCP-4450-β: You lads trying to start somethin' while we're just trying to collect an honest debt here? Now that's just a shame, innit, Chris?

SCP-4450-α: Terrible shame, Beryl. Trying to get out of paying like that.

SCP-4450-α clenches its fist, shattering Subject Able's weapon. Subject Able manifests a pair of 1m long swords towards SCP-4450-α. SCP-4450-α similarly repositions both of its arms to intercept the attacks.

SCP-4450-β: You'd best watch out, mate. My brother gets upset when people try dodgin' their debt. Things tend to break when people get upset, don't they Chris?

SCP-4450-α: That's right Beryl, that's right. Shame how people never learn their lesson.

SCP-4450-α's left hand strikes through Subject Able's left arm, severing the extremity above the elbow. Subject Able stabs towards SCP-4450-α with the blade in its right hand. SCP-4450-α's right hand punches the blade, shattering the weapon and crushing Subject Able's right arm.

Ω-7 Wilbur: Able! Withdraw! Omega-7, give him some covering fire!

Ω-7 Wilbur, Ω-7 Lucy, Ω-7 Dandelion, and Ω-7 Hayes open fire on SCP-4450-α and -β. No damage is present on SCP-4450-α or -β.

Ω-7 Hayes: What the hell? Why aren't they going down?

SCP-4450-α delivers a blow through Subject Able's midsection, then kicks it aside. Subject Able collapses and attempts to rise, displaying symptoms of acute shock. SCP-4450-β walks towards Ω-7 Wilbur.

SCP-4450-β: Well this is a lovely little group you've got here, captain. Surely you'd be very troubled if something happened to it.

SCP-4450-α disappears from frame. Ω-7 Lucy screams briefly. Camera turns to show Ω-7 Lucy lying on the ground and bleeding from a wound to the lower back.

SCP-4450-β: Well, looks like my brother's being clumsy captain. You might want to figure out where to get us our money, captain.

Ω-7 Wilbur faces SCP-4450-β.

Ω-7 Wilbur: Look, if it's money you're after, I'm certain my employers can offer the funds you need! Just let us get in contact with them.

Ω-7 Dandelion screams, falling forward into frame.

Ω-7 Wilbur: Stop, goddamn it!

SCP-4450-β: We're tired of waiting, Captain. Our employer sent us here to get his money, so we ain't gonna stop 'till we've got it.

Ω-7 Wilbur: B— We don't have any with us, I— Look, take our dropship! It's worth a few hundred million, easy!

SCP-4450-α and -β exchange quizzical glances. SCP-4450-β shrugs and nods.

SCP-4450-α: It's a little light, but I guess it'll do for now. Hurry on back to yer bosses, we'll be back soon.

SCP-4450-α walks back towards the collapsed Subject Able, who is still attempting to stand, and withdraws a photograph from within its suit, dropping it on Subject Able.

SCP-4450-α: Here's somethin' to remember us by, soldier. Come see us when we get back, if you've managed to get yourself pulled back together.

SCP-4450-α, -β, board Dropship Ω-7. SCP-4450-α can be seen uttering something. SCP-4450-α, -β, and Dropship Ω-7 dematerialize.

[END LOG]