Inside Stark Tower
"Jarvis is there any news worthwhile not relating to me" Tony said absentmindedly
"Sir, there is reports of a cat with no back halve being able to walk normally and run normally with only its front legs"
"A disabled cat? Really Jarvis?" Tony responded with mock disappointment.
Jarvis pulled up pictures on the holo screen in front of him as he was getting ready for a trip. The pictures contained a cat with only 2 front legs standing as if it had all four. Tony stopped as his eyes darted from picture to picture before abruptly manipulating knobs and doohickeys' on the screen.
"Jarvis analyze the pictures and pull up the location of the pictures, also find me a video and pull it up on my left side ." Tony was curious, after all if it was real Tony wanted to know how and why. As metrics pulled up and videos were shown something became clear, This was not fake.
Ant's Apartment
Im dirt broke. Sadly for me getting a job is out of the equation since I would get fired within the week, as capturing scp mid work is not suggested, I've decided. Ill live withing the site, actually I didn't decide that I'm getting booted out this apartment today and sleeping on the streets in marvel is a bad idea.
"Well Josie, u cant stay mad because I ran out of cheese" I said as I looked over at a very grumpy Josie
"You just got here and I just got here and we are already getting evicted" I said with laced discontentment and obvious hatred, as I looked over at the floating system panel. I complained about living with a scp in an apartment and now I get to live with a full small site of em.
System I swear on 343 if I get a keter I'm going to let it run rampant or let another agency take it, my salvation relies on this being safe and nice like 999 please system I beg you.
[Choosing SCP...]
[Scp-221]
[Class: Safe]
[Description: Anomalous tweezers that when picked up by a human implores them to pluck out all their hairs, nails, teeth, and eyes. The tweezers are golden and damaged but by its anomalous nature it seems to heal.]
"I cant tell if you're spiteful or its really just luck" I forced out between small sobs of both joy and anger.
[Location Wandering Circus - 3 Miles E]
My sobbing stopped as I processed the absolute worst information ever. A wandering circus? A place full of people who may now watch a man or woman die via plucking, I wanted to scream but I did the better thing I punched the system and ran full sprint to the small site.
At the Wandering Circus -On stage
The stage was oak and surrounding the stage were rows of seats made with wood and cushioned red. The red velvet curtains were shut, the lights overhead already primed as if illuminating a hero, a man sat on stage.
Maynard Tibolt was on stage getting ready for his performance, his last performance.
While Tibolt was undoing the wrinkles on his shirt he spotted something off the corners of his eyes. Tweezers but not just any tweezers they were shining gold and had an unusual allure to them, unusual but it was a circus no need to be so worried right?
"Huh? I don't remember the circus having golden tweezers?" He said under his breath but he hurriedly pushed it out of his head as his thoughts drifted. Tibolt was angry the circus never made it to the big leagues in America and his parents were captured in America aswell and the later killed. He coveted the nectar that was revenge and he would do it with something he built.
SCP - 221 was sitting a few feet away from the stage, in the direction of a passage for the acrobats. It was glowing gold just as anything should under light the problem being light was not hitting it, yet it was embellished and eye catching it made any person who saw it want to pick it up, if they were not thinking of much.
The acrobats would perform second
Small site at xxxxxxx
I was rushing as fast as I could on my two legs, I was not hiding my face as I had the mask on, but as I was rushing I searched for wandering circus east of my location and when I found out which one it was my heart was somewhat relieved it was a really small circus so public attention should be minimal.
When I finally reached the small site I found out it was a corner shop, it was very run down from the looks of it, however that's not important right now. I saw the cashier and asked him a question between huffs and puffs
"Are you one of the Site guards answer quick"
"Yes, who are you?" He lowered his arm a bit and I caught a glimpse of a 9mm, not only that I could feel a sensation of being watched by the stcoker far behind me.
"No time we have a safe class breach from another site relatively easy to contain, however it's located in a public area and we lack amnestics" I said as fast as I could barely understand myself. He reacted instantly and lowered his guard just a bit but he instantly crackled on a radio and relayed what I said. I waited for no more than 30 seconds before I heard shuffling.
"Before we head out who are you" The very leader looking leader said almost like jarvis
"I'm an 05 and I can prove it because you can't see my face but we need to get out there fast we have no amnestic as it seems we just experienced a ZK-Class Reality Restructuring Scenario and entered a new dimensions as a whole" I continued panicking giving no time for anymore discussion. I looked down at my phone and saw a timer of 30 mins before the show started and the eventual panic that will occur when someone grabs 221 and the plucking occurs.
I ran outside aware the guards were also behind me. It would take 1 hour for us to get there on foot even if we hurried, so I made a quick decision and jumped onto the street where a car stopped.
"Get out or we will kill you and take the car" I said with the best commanding voice I could muster. It was pathetic but the threat of death would convince anybody right? Wrong apparently.
"You think I'm scared of some lowly thug" The man reached to his dashboard but before he could open it a guard next to me pulled out his pistol and shot his arm and dragged him out. I got in and the other guards took others cars and we drove top speed towards the circus
The man who had been shot was screaming his lungs out and crying the Massachusetts river all over his face, I however didn't acknowledge that since I was going to arrive to a scene much more gruesome if things continued at this snails pace, which it did this car was clearly not new nor fast but it was one of the better ones.
[25 mins before the circus begins]
The circus
Crowds were gathering in flocks after all the ringmaster promised something really special would happen today more than anything they ever experienced or would experience.
Backstage all the performers were getting ready for the show of their life, the deciding show which would determine if they were to stay in the light or fade into darkness like many other circuses have. The performers however were not ordinary
A snake charmer with a gigantic snake bigger than any should grow too, a Human cannonball, A fire spitter, A fast Fat lady, and a pair of brothers who claim to be the kings of the trapeze. As all of the performers were setting up the Ringmaster looked at his hat which had a mechanism inside and put it on he know resembled the riddler.
[10 mins before the kids get trauma.]
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That's the end of this chapter
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How should the Mc look without the mask? should he be average or handsome, maybe even ugly without the mask?