A forgotten, bloodied past tears it's way back into the present as a beast conceived from the decaying flesh of a dying god resurfaces from the depths.
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ACT II:
PROVIDENCE
Fig 2.1 Section of SCP-8090-A ceiling.
Assigned Site
Outpost-8090-1, Outpost-8090-2
Site Director
Dir. Pendant Roufhous
Research Head
SR. Adelaine Pepper, Helius Krow
Assigned MTF
Nu-7 ("Hammer Down")
Assigned Site
Outpost-8090-1, Outpost-8090-2
Site Director
Dir. Pendant Roufhous
Research Head
SR. Adelaine Pepper, Helius Krow
Assigned MTF
Nu-7 ("Hammer Down")
Special Containment Procedures:.Hiemal - Item is a system of two or more distinct but related anomalies that keep each other under control. abcdef Megiddo - Item has already ended the world.
The central sac within SCP-8090-A cannot be allowed to cease functioning under any circumstances. Should all other countermeasures fail, personnel are to intervene in order to protect the anomaly.
SCP-8090 is to be held in its location of origin. Personnel are not allowed to enter without express permission from at least one member of major faculty. Junior researchers entering through it are to wear protective hazmat suits for the duration of their stay inside SCP-8090-A. These suits are to be destroyed afterward.
A list of safety procedures can be found here for operations concerning SCP-8090-A and/or SCP-8090-1. Personnel are to observe these protocols thoroughly prior to performing any work within SCP-8090-A.
Operations made inside SCP-8090-A are to be supervised by at least one member of major faculty. Personnel are prohibited from disturbing any of the superorganisms within SCP-8090-A. Personnel are instructed to immediately leave the dimension upon noticing an SCP-8090-Ψ emergence event.
Interviews are ongoing to uncover more about SCP-8090-A. Subjects of interest include POI-8090-1, SCP-3580, and SCP-8090-Ω. These interrogations are to be handled by Senior Researcher Adelaine Pepper.
For concerns pertaining to the ongoing cooperation from the entity, as well as those related to safety and the severe lack of information regarding the inner workings of the anomalies the Foundation is currently facing, Mobile Task Force or other Foundation personnel are not to attempt engaging SCP-8090-Ω at any time.
Description:
SCP-8090 denotes two arched pillars, 7.8 meters in total width and 14.2 meters in height, located within the center of SCP-8090(I). The structure is comprised of severely weathered ivory and is coated in flames reaching across either column, in addition to a series of thaumaturgic and non-anomalous carvings. These sigils are believed to be solely responsible for maintaining SCP-8090's anomaly.
SCP-8090's primary anomaly is situated at its back end, taking on the appearance of a perpetually shifting vortex composed of gold and light blue colored lights and mid-air thaumic symbols. When any form of matter is placed within the effective range of the anomaly, it will disappear from baseline reality entirely. This material will then be transported to a miniature alternate dimension, designated SCP-8090-A.
SCP-8090-A is an interior system spanning an unknown but vast distance from SCP-8090 in all directions. Nearly every surface inside SCP-8090-A is constructed from rotting flesh or decaying bone structures. The only exception to this is an ivory pathway, 4.6 meters in width, that connects SCP-8090 to multiple sections of SCP-8090-A. Notably, the main section of this area maintains an ambient source of illumination from a collection of small black dots lining the ceiling, which will periodically gyrate in place.
The terrain of SCP-8090-A is chaotic and constantly writhing. Levels will shift on an hourly basis. Occasionally, structures will emerge from it and will take on appearances similar to limbs, pillars, animalistic heads, or humanoid heads, as well as a wide variety of other unknown parts from flora and fauna.
Additionally, multiple living entities have been observed within SCP-8090-A. These creatures (SCP-8090-A1) feature inconsistent anatomical designs; no two same instances have been identified thus far. However, they uniformly experience an extreme aversion to making contact with the ground of SCP-8090-A. They generally keep to the air or make nests within pillars. SCP-8090-A1 instances, after emergence from SCP-8090-A's terrain, will usually last for no longer than twenty-four hours before succumbing to exhaustion and making contact with the ground, practically, though not completely terminating them.
SCP-8090-1 is the collective designation for an unknown number of viral diseases discovered within SCP-8090-A. From early estimates, it is believed that there are far more than 10,000 different viruses inhabiting the area. These diseases are excessively lethal and highly contagious. Any entity that makes contact with the terrain of SCP-8090-A, or other elements from the outside hazardous space, will contract multiple of these and are expected to perish shortly after.
SCP-8090-Ω is a human entity discovered within SCP-8090-A [See Addendum 8090.10 for more information].
Associated Passage:
Let no one ever enter here again.
Let the souls of old find peace.
Let the age of yore be.
Let the accursed memories die.
Let this monument serve as our final sepulcher.
For ever and afterward.
Addenda: 8090.6/Initial Interactions
Operation Transcript
Foreward: Footage takes place two hours following SCP-8090's discovery after basic safety precautions were affirmed, utilizing the same team as before.
18:58: The operatives, all suited up and ready, wait on COMMAND to give them to go-ahead for the mission. Senior Researchers all dotted around SCP-8090(I)-A analyze the surroundings of the room with keen interest.
Agt. Smithson: Look at them all.
Agt. Duke: What's wrong?
Agt. Smithson: While we're about to jump into God knows where they're all lounging around charting even more notes about the same shit.
Agt. Cowrite: Heh. You're just mad that you're not smart enough to work with them.
Agt. Smithson: Sure. Which sounds cleverer to you: sitting on your arse, kicking up your feet, and spending all day doing nothing of value inside your head, or making the split-second decision that'd decide your brother's fate?
Cpt. Woodlock: The first option.
18:59: Smithson sighs as he lays back.
Agt. Smithson: Figures.
19:00: The operatives receive confirmation from COMMAND. They stand and walk over to the anomaly, entering through the portal after being waved clear by the attending senior researchers.
19:01: The agents each step through and promptly disappear from baseline. Researchers attempt to tune into the operatives' body camera signals.
19:01: Connecting briefly, the footage COMMAND receives is distorted and cuts out.
COMMAND: Captain? Captain, are you there?
19:02: Woodlock's voice comes over the communicator.
Woodlock: Roger, over.
19:02: Cameras come to life, viewing the exterior all around the team of a sprawling cavern-like complex stretching well beyond the horizon. White stone pillars are placed scarcely around, many of them breaking off into dozens of splintered branches at their middle marks, creating an appearance similar to a plethora of trees. These structures branch off chaotically further up until they connect with the roof of the space, which itself appears to be melting and sloughing off, dripping down with large chunks of meat and droplets of a green sludge that corrodes the ground below on contact.
Fig 2.2 Attached file.
19:02: Taking a step forward, the agents turn to look at the pathway they are standing on, which extends out beyond the range of the camera deeper into the complex. On either end of the platform, there are high-faring flames that sear whatever material is dropped or forced toward them. They arch above the path, acting as a ceiling that incinerates all of the flesh dropped from above instantly.
19:03: Operatives take to the sides of the structure, peering down through the fires at the terrain that crackles and disjoints continuously, wriggling and writhing as incalculable amounts of flesh shift. The liquid from above can be seen collecting here in pools that puff with steam and smoke as they expand outward. Behind the agents, a similar structure as SCP-8090 can be seen, this one in near pristine condition. Behind its portal, however, there is nothing but an open expanse of the same terrain stretching out for kilometers.
Cpt. Woodlock: Command, you guys getting all this?
COMMAND: Roger, that's a positive on the visuals.
Cpt. Woodlock: Don't think it'll be possible to get any samples at the moment.
COMMAND: No need. You're clear to proceed with the exploration.
Cpt. Woodlock: Roger. Over and out.
19:05: Woodlock moves to the front of the group, craning his neck in a signaling motion as he turns to lead. The operatives follow, and they all walk along the path through the anomaly.
19:08: As they travel, operatives can overhear a faint gusting sound that moves through the branches of the pillar structures and causes them to rattle, adding additional noises to the cacophony that echoes through the complex. It only grows in intensity as time passes, soon becoming all-encompassing.
19:11: After some more time, the noise slowly quiets down to its original volume and later fades, leaving behind the dead silence of the crackling flames occasionally disturbed by the sounds of squelching meat below and burning tendons above.
Agt. Cowrite: Where the hell are we?
Agt. Duke: Somewhere God blinked.
19:24: Agents look out. Through the inferno, they can observe a group of entities gliding through the air, making frantic efforts to evade each of the falling droplets of caustic liquid or lumps of flesh. The camera watches as one of the creatures is struck by a piece of debris, and its wing instantly corrodes. It drops to the ground, where it screeches as it violently thrashes. Its body quickly assimilates into the rest of the terrain. At no point during this process, or afterward from the camera's perspective, did the specimen appear to functionally die.
19:30: The camera zooms in as Agent Duke takes to the side, focusing on a small perch on one of the pillar structures where a multitude of creatures similar to those previously spotted can be seen nesting. They huddle close together. A series of meaty strands can be seen climbing up the pillar.
19:35: Taking another peak outward, Duke spots an entity perched on a lower alcove within a differing structure, only a few meters aboveground. The camera focuses on it, observing it to be in an advanced state of decay. Much of its hide has been stripped off, revealing its bones and now external organs. It lays there, shaking.
Agt. Duke: Lord almighty.
19:41: Up ahead, the sight of a large hanging formation comes into view, the pathway bending to reach around it. Further details are obscured by the distance.
19:43: Getting closer, agents can view as the structure appears to jerk itself. A mild tremor is felt. Distant, echoing roaring is heard. The wind from before returns and quickly fades.
19:45: Approaching the intersection, the agents are disturbed when the platform starts to shakes. Below them, the sounds of breaking bones and wet flesh tearing are heard as the terrain frenziedly shakes.
Agt. Cowrite: What on- Hold onto something!
19:46: The flames around the path grow higher, intermittently completely blocking visuals of the exterior. From what can be seen, the ground parts in two separate sections on either side as the noises intensify.
19:46: The fires continue to rise, then separate on both ends, revealing two large chasms that make way for the figures beneath.
Cpt. Woodlock: Hold your positions! Hold!
19:47: On the left side, a massive form emerges from the flesh, covered completely in a pristine red-blue metal intricately patterned with scales. It rises up as a singular body before its head raises from behind itself, revealing a pair of slit eyes and its bottom jaw as the only uncovered sections of the great serpentine creature.
19:48: On the right side, another form can be seen breaking through the terrain with apparent difficulty. It raises itself high into the air, making its heavily cracked, rusted, and ruined armor visible on its underside. It then arches, staring down at the agents several dozen meters above them. Its head is scarred; there is a long gash on its exposed face stretching from the side of its mouth to above its right eye, which is clouded. Its other eye, meanwhile, appears to study the agents.
19:49: The two serpents maintain their positions staring down at the agents as the flesh below crumbles and crashes to fill the hole made by the emergence. The armored instance can be heard making a repeated chirping sound while the other lets out a low droning grumble. The diseased instance's jaw hangs low, the ligaments keeping it there having withered extensively with tears.
Cpt. Woodlock: Nobody move.
19:49: The armored instance droops low, its meter-wide eye level with the operatives as they examine one another. The agents all maintain their positions, each of them clinging to their rifles. The diseased entity starts to do the same but holds itself above the roof of the path. The sounds of sizzling are heard, and it lets out a hoarse growl.
19:50: The armored instance puffs once, then rises and retracts itself back into the flesh, taking twenty seconds to do so. The diseased serpent stays outside, meanwhile, as the flames close once again, obscuring it from view as they retain their increased height.
Cpt. Woodlock: Command?
COMMAND: It seems like you're clear to continue.
Cpt. Woodlock: I don't think that's a good idea. Ugly one's still there. We aren't prepped for if things go wrong over here.
COMMAND: You have Krow's instant evac if that happens. Please proceed with the mission.
Cpt. Woodlock: Command, I don't-
Dir. Roufhous: You heard them, Captain.
19:52: Woodlock flinches.
Cpt. Woodlock: Yes sir.
19:53: The operatives continue forward. The serpent watches as they leave.
19:58: The hanging formation comes into the camera's view now. Above, the ceiling extends roughly two hundred meters, forming an upward circular pit where the massive sac can be seen connected to the roof by a collection of thin and thick strands. The structure possesses a number of blemishes and swollen areas, and a river of the caustic fluid seen previously spews from a spout near the top of it, all of the liquid seeping and dropping off of it and into a comparably sized abyss below it.
19:59: The pathway bends to encircle this chasm and ends directly after it. Agents approach the wall of flames and try to peer out into the pit below. Agent Cowrite ties his camera to the barrel of his gun and pushes it through the flames. Woodlock tries to stop him, but Cowrite succeeds. The camera looks down into the pit. The darkness of its depth conceals the bottom. Pulling the camera back in, the gun barrel begins to glow.
20:02: Tremors begin again. Agents take up positions all around the circular platform looking outward. Cracking is heard from below, and the form of the diseased instance raises itself and coils around the pit, its head at the top center just below the hanging sac. It remains there, its eyes tracking and darting between the operatives.
Agt. Duke: Orders, Captain?
Cpt. Woodlock: Do not disturb it. Whatever you do, do not piss it off.
20:09: The team explores through the rest of the ring, approximately one kilometer in diameter, the serpent watching all the while.
20:10: A mild trembling is felt. The agents look up to see the sac faintly undulating. The serpent looks to the back of the ring, then hurriedly retreats into the flesh, taking ten seconds to do so.
20:11: The tremors grow. The operatives start their way to the back. In the distance, a loud, echoing bellowing can be heard. The sound continues for fifty seconds before it slowly fades down into the gusting sound heard previously.
20:11: The agents all turn as the undulating sac begins rapidly spasming. It shakes for several seconds before it stops. It convulses once, sharply. The entire system of SCP-8090-A shakes.
Cpt. Woodlock: Command, we should leave now.
COMMAND: Negative. Please try to observe the phenomenon.
20:11: The tremors slowly fade. In the distance, another animalistic sound is heard, this time much louder than before.
Agt. Duke: Sir?
20:11: Roufhous looks at Captain Woodlock.
Agt. Smithson: Sir?
Cpt. Woodlock: Fuck. Come on.
20:14: They continue to the back of the ring. There, they look out from the wall of fire, which has died down enough to allow them to see the outside. Far away, peaking out from the terrain along the horizon, a mountainous figure can be seen reaching upward.
20:15: The camera is unable to make out more of the shape as it slowly extends to roughly half of the complex's height. It moves as four proportionately large forms erupt from it and stretch out, creating quakes with each movement. After sixty-two seconds, it appears to turn towards the team as its wings expand to their full several hundred-meter length.
20:16: The creature opens its mouth and throws its head back, letting out an incredible roar that shakes the pillar structures all around and causes further tremoring as it begins charging forward.
Cpt. Woodlock: Evac now! Move it!
20:16: The operatives all turn and start making their way back towards the front of the ring.
20:19: The tremors intensify. In the distance, the faint sound of immense tearing of wet flesh can be heard.
20:23: The agents make it to the start of the ring and head back onto the track. Another roar is heard. The ground shakes again as the flesh rapidly parts to make way on either end of the path.
20:24: The serpents emerge, breaking through the terrain at great speed before launching into the air above the agents. Operatives are able to make out the entities' extraordinary length as they leap across the path and the entirety of the ring section in a single bound over the course of a minute.
20:26: The operatives continue back along the path. Various sounds can be heard behind them, decreasing in volume only slightly as they get further and further away.
20:29: A flash of light is seen from one of the white stone structures, and a golden streak passes through the air.
Agt. Duke: What was that?
Cpt. Woodlock: Keep moving.
20:30: Repeated flashes of the same light are seen behind the ring. The agents continue.
20:36: Now sufficiently far enough away, the operatives slow down to catch their breaths. Far behind them, the noises, still there, continue to echo through the complex. They soon move on.
20:42: Agt. Cowrite moves to the side of the path, looking out to the terrain below. He keeps to this wall for some time as they walk before he stops.
Agt. Cowrite: Captain, look!
20:42: The team crowds around Cowrite. Outside, there is a skinless humanoid figure that emerges from the flesh. It walks up a series of steps and reaches out towards Cowrite. Though missing a face and multiple teeth, the entity is visibly, seemingly confused and afraid. Its hand touches the wall and it begins to burn, the fire then spreading up its arm to its entire body before it swiftly incinerates, screeching all the while. Its ashes fall back into the pile of meat below.
Agt. Duke: Jesus Christ.
Cpt. Woodlock: He ain't here. Let's go.
20:53: Agents make it the rest of the way to SCP-8090 and begin passing through it.
20:54: Cowrite takes one last look out at the anarchic landscape around the path before stepping through. Woodlock joins him a second later.
The first exploration log footage showcased Agent Cowrite managing to push his inorganic rifle through the flame wall along the path to get a better view of the outside. Analysis of that gun showed that all of the bacteria had been incinerated while leaving the metal material unharmed. Additionally, this had an interesting secondary effect of leaving the gun entirely devoid of new bacteria for a seventy-six-hour period.
Because of this, a series of experiments were performed involving the employment of inorganic instruments to interact with the terrain of SCP-8090-A, conducted by Senior Researcher Krow. A working station had been set up a short distance from SCP-8090 inside, where researchers were able to transport samples of the material and begin work on the substances there.
Krow has also authorized the employment of a prototypical drone surveyor unit for the purpose of delving further into SCP-8090-A. The device will be delivered, following extensive transferral safety protocols, to the Outpost-8090 facilities and be utilized on 30/3/1979.
Addenda: 8090.7/Initial Investigations
Following the interview prior, POI-8090-1 was given twenty-five hours before another was conducted.
Incident Report: 01
Foreward: On the 27th, a malfunction occurred in the equipment of personnel performing an experimental transfer of SCP-8090-1 material. The test had been set up to observe and analyze the viruses therein to gain a better understanding of the possible dangers the anomaly may pose. Beforehand, several batches of these tests had been successfully moved to the station and safely disposed of. However, during the sixth series, Junior Researcher Markus Green had incorrectly inserted the sample container into the related device, resulting in it leaking onto the surfaces of the table and the pathway.
The sample then became partially airborne, causing two other junior researchers besides Green to be affected. The suits utilized presently were improperly calibrated for this form of infection, resulting in their immediate inhalation of the virus.
Afterward: Intensive care was required to neutralize and clean up the spillage of the material after it had spread across the station and several meters onto the platform. Green, as well as the two other researchers, were expeditedly, hurriedly treated, as medical personnel had rushed to reach them from outside SCP-8090.
Each of the junior researchers was declared deceased on the 29th. An emergency medical station has been established at the worksite, and additional sanitation practices have been employed. Senior Researcher Krow has been asked to extensively cover safety procedures with the attending researchers before beginning any form of study inside SCP-8090-A.
Addendum: Head of Security Woodlock has launched a complaint for reprimandation against Senior Researcher Krow on grounds of irresponsible working conditions. This notice is pending.
On the 30th, the requested drone device arrived and was transported through SCP-8090-A to the end of the pathway. The unit, featuring a wireless camera connection, possessed a maximum battery life of roughly four minutes. It was delivered to the ring of the path overlooking the abyss below and was promptly activated and deployed.
The unit successfully passed through the wall of fire and began descending down the hole. At one minute and twenty-six seconds, the unit's visuals began to distort intermittently. At two minutes and forty seconds, after having made little apparent progress, it was decided to deem the drone expendable, and it was sent in further.
At three minutes and forty seconds, the drone passed through the hole and into a larger, open system. The area was completely dark, forcing the unit to activate its flashlight to little effect. At four minutes, the unit ran out of energy to operate its rotors, causing it to rapidly fall towards the bottom.
At five minutes and thirty seconds, it landed. The light briefly illuminated the footage, revealing, for only one frame, the image of a mound of skulls.
Addenda: 8090.8/Unkown Territory Exploration
Eleven hours after this meeting, one of the outside helicopter units was carefully transported through SCP-8090(I), through SCP-8090(I)-A, and then through SCP-8090(II). The log below details its usage shortly after D-Class personnel had safely passed through the flaming barrier.
Operation Transcript
20:00: All personnel are assembled at the front of the ring as COMMAND gives the go-ahead for the team to proceed. The chopper is situated in front of them, where Senior Researcher Krow is already seated inside as Captain Woodlock steps up.
20:00: Around the ring, the two serpents rise out on either side, silently peering down at the group. The system of SCP-8090-A is almost entirely quiet, with the only audio picked up being the sounds made by personnel and the crackling of the flames surrounding them.
20:21: Woodlock approaches the helicopter, stopping as Roufhous places their hand in his way.
Dir. Roufhous: We're not losing two major faculty. Martin!
20:21: Agent Cowrite looks over his shoulder before walking over.
Cpt. Woodlock: Hey, this isn't what we discussed.
20:22: They gesture towards the helicopter. Cowrite quietly nods and leaves.
Dir. Roufhous: Overseer's orders.
20:22: Cowrite gets into the cockpit and buckles himself in. The helicopter doors shut and it whirs to life, taking to the air after receiving confirmation from COMMAND.
Cpt. Woodlock: For God's sake.
20:23: The team backs away as the helicopter flies up. It holds there for a moment as Cowrite awaits the final confirmation from COMMAND. He receives it, and the helicopter makes contact with the fire, causing it to open up around the hood of the vehicle before passing further to the cockpit and beyond. They emerge on the other side, unharmed. As they do, symbols begin to form on the exterior hull.
20:23: Krow reaches for his communicator.
Sr. Krow: Well, how about that, Morty?
Cpt. Woodlock: Showoff.
Sr. Krow: Hm hmm.
20:24: Cowrite flies them forward, overlooking the abyss below as they begin to descend. Visuals on the serpents and other topside structures quickly disappear. From their perspective, the lights above soon begin to fade, eventually trenching them in darkness.
20:27: Lights activate, revealing the chasm walls that expand in tandem with their descent.
20:28: The walls become distant, stretching out so far that the light loses contact several hundred meters away, returning the two to near-total pitch-black illuminated only by the glowing system lights on the dashboard.
20:28: The walls disappear entirely. The helicopter passes through the threshold and continues downward into the unknown territory.
20:29: A reverberating wail is heard, ascending from far below. As they continue, it becomes louder and louder, and the multiple parts making up the sound become more and more distinctly separate.
20:32: The onboard lights illuminate the distant but noticeably pure white/grey ground.
20:33: The helicopter gets low enough to observe the terrain.
Agt. Cowrite: Dear god.
Sr. Krow: Fly around. Take us forward.
20:34: They hover there momentarily before continuing on. Maintaining this height, the view below does not change as they move.
Agt. Cowrite: Sir?
Sr. Krow: Keep us going.
20:35: Woodlock comes in over the communicator.
Cpt. Woodlock: What are you two seeing down there?
20:36: The scenery does not change.
Sr. Krow: How could this be possible?
Cpt. Woodlock: Doctor?
Agt. Cowrite: Sir?
20:36: The scenery does not change.
Sr. Krow: I said keep going.
Cpt. Woodlock: Hello?
20:37: The scenery does not change.
Sr. Krow: Mortimer, not now.
Agt. Cowrite: It's bones, sir. Bones. Thousands and thousands of skulls and bones.
20:38: Below them, they pass by uncountable numbers of skeletal remains piled on top of one another, forming valleys and mounds of deceased humanoid bodies. The lower halves of each carcass are buried below while the tops all stick out, their arms either pushing down on other corpses, reaching up, or both. From this elevation, the personnel watch as the skeletons below writhe.
Cpt. Woodlock: What?
COMMAND: Cowrite, keep going.
Sr. Krow: The scale of this…
20:45: The two continue moving through the chamber, flying at medium speed. They have to rise several times as the terrain grows and falls. As they pass by the skeletons below, their arms try to reach out towards the vehicle.
20:50: The helicopter reaches a wall. The operatives look out to see hundreds of bodies all attempting to scale it. The caustic fluid seeps from high up, dripping down onto the skeletons and sending many of them falling back into the pile. Some manage to make it several hundred meters up and others climb out of sight.
20:51: Maintaining this position overlooking the scene below, the roof of the helicopter audibly thuds. The top half of a skeletal figure lands on the hood of the vehicle before tearing into the hull with four arms. It looks up at the personnel, revealing its hollow, withered appearance. The top of its skull is caved in while its bottom jaw is cracked into two. It lets out a rasp as it reaches towards the cockpit.
20:51: Krow grabs Cowrite's sidearm from its holster and steps out from the cockpit. The side door opens and he leans out, taking several shots at the figure, cracking what remains of it. He takes a sixth shot and the figure's skull is shattered. It lets go of the hood and slides off, falling back down with the rest.
20:52: Stepping once more into the cockpit, Krow takes a seat.
Sr. Krow: Follow the walls. We might have the fuel to keep going.
20:52: The helicopter stays close to the edges as it begins to circle around the space. The sight of humanoids climbing the walls consists as they proceed.
21:08: The mounds begin to unanimously rattle as they make way for a collection of meter-thick tendrils rising up to reach out for the personnel. Cowrite banks left while ascending, narrowly making it past the first set as more begin to emerge from the ground.
21:09: The appendages reach up and swing after the helicopter. Cowrite hurriedly swerves around each attack, but the vehicle is struck, shaking it and causing it to shake out of control.
Sr. Krow: Martin, my friend, I would very much appreciate it if you didn't get us both killed amidst the discovery of the decade.
Agt. Cowrite: Stow it.
COMMAND: Cowrite, you're clear for exfil.
Sr. Krow: Negative. We did not come all this way for nothing.
21:10: The helicopter restabilizes and rises above the reach of the structures as they retreat back into the ground.
Agt. Cowrite: Sir, we have to go.
21:10: Krow pulls out his portable thaumic ward.
Sr. Krow: We both have these. If there is any real danger, we can simply leave if need be. Now come on. There has to be more here than this.
COMMAND: Cowrite, you are clear to leave.
He grumbles.
Agt. Cowrite: Ah screw it.
21:11: He picks up the onboard communicator.
Agt. Cowrite: Negative Command.
21:11: Woodlock's voice comes over the speaker.
Cpt. Woodlock: What are you doing, Martin? Get outta there.
Agt. Cowrite: Sorry, Captain. We're seeing this through here. Nobody else needs to see this.
21:12: He puts the mouthpiece back down and shuts off the communicator. Krow sighs.
Sr. Krow: Unnecessary.
Agt. Cowrite: Yeah, I know. Can't say they warned me if they can't say anything at all, though.
Sr. Krow: Hmm.
21:20: Continuing at a heightened elevation, they watch below as the humanoid bodies slowly begin to fade out and are replaced by animalistic carcasses, all of which do not move. As they progress, the corpses soon transition again, though this time, the terrain below appears like a white desert. They move up several hundred meters and observe a vast number of structures jutting out from the ground, all arched over and grouped up in collections of eight.
21:24: One large figure can be seen sticking out from the sand-like substance with a thick shell on its back and numerous appendages reaching out from its front side. This one appears dormant. Later, similar entities are seen embedded within the walls.
21:40: The two pass through several more biomes, observing a variety of unknown animalistic and monstrous skeletal remains, the majority of which, however, appear to be humanoid.
21:47: Symbols begin to appear on the walls that faintly glow with a golden light. Cowrite flies in closer, getting a better look at the innumerable lists. The writing is disproportionate to the size of the wall, allowing for, potentially, hundreds of thousands of these notes to be fitted within the space that the helicopter has seen thus far.
21:51: Flying up, a larger passage can be seen cutting off the rest above them all. Cowrite backs up, allowing Krow to record the phrase before they continue on.
22:12: In the distance, an echoing growl is heard.
Agt. Cowrite: Just this last bit, then we're out of here?
Sr. Krow: I can live with that.
22:23: The symbols cut off here. Krow examines his recorder, taking note of the eight photographs.
Sr. Krow: Productive enough, it seems. Very well, you may take us out of here.
Agt. Cowrite: Gladly.
22:26: Ascending quickly whilst heading towards the center of the chamber, another growl is heard, now in front of the helicopter. Lights search for any obstructions in their way, observing nothing but the darkness.
22:27: The vehicle skids against a sharp surface, taking out one of the side doors with a loud tear.
Agt. Cowrite: What on-?!
22:27: Emergency lights flare. Cowrite grabs his communicator and switches it back on.
Agt. Cowrite: Command, this is Martin. We've been hit!
22:27: A thunderous roar is heard below.
COMMAND: Cowrite, is Krow still there with you?
Agt. Cowrite: Positive. Trying to evac as we speak.
22:27: Lights scour all around trying to illuminate the scene.
COMMAND: We're not seeing anything on our end.
Agt. Cowrite: Didn't lose half my… thing to a…
Sr. Krow: Hallucination?
Agt. Cowrite: Just help me find what the hell hit us before we crash into it.
22:28: Cowrite hurriedly fiddles with the controls while trying to stabilize the vehicle. Krow focuses on finding the source of the disturbance.
COMMAND: Your fuel is low. You need to return to the surface immediately.
Agt. Cowrite: Not helping.
Sr. Krow: Little they can do from up there.
Agt. Cowrite: Yeah, I know that!
22:28: As the helicopter steadies itself, Krow is able to observe a large pillar-like structure ahead, tens of meters in diameter. It is curved semi-circularly and descends into the darkness below. Soon after he observes this, Krow spots another, then three more.
Sr. Krow: Fascinating. We're more than a kilometer above the ground, aren't we?
Agt. Cowrite: What are those things? Why do they look…
COMMAND: Nevermind that. Get out of there now!
22:28: A roar is heard shortly below. The light peers into the darkness, noticing a singular, then a pair of long, slim strands of what appears to be bone. They then fall back out of sight as a series of six glowing red eyes open, staring straight at the personnel.
Sr. Krow: Oh dear.
COMMAND: Pull out, now!
22:29: Cowrite forcefully throttles up. The semi-flesh-coated skull of the beast below comes further into view, revealing its head to be multiple times larger than the helicopter as its mouth gapes open, exposing hundreds of long and lean teeth placed about the three individual sets of jaws. More strand bones emerge along the spine of its head, as well as two front-facing horns that take up positions on either end of the helicopter.
22:29: Flames begin to form inside the maw of the creature between its jaws. Further down, dozens of sparks can be seen positioned in numerous disparate sections of the unseen space. The sounds of wet flesh tearing are heard as the entity's mouth expands, letting out a guttural, echoing scream.
22:30: Cowrite continues their ascent. The horns surrounding the helicopter follow closely in line with it. As the creature's shouting ceases, further unknown noises occur from outside the camera's view. The helicopter experiences major turbulence. A slow, furious, yet booming cacophony of voices is heard from below.
UNKNOWN: HUMAN.
22:30: The horns bank to the right, skidding across the side of the vehicle as Cowrite narrowly avoids destruction. The structures retreat into the black for a short period as the head reorients itself beyond the camera's range.
Sr. Krow: Now may be a good time to test these wards, Martin.
Agt. Cowrite: Just give me a minute!
Sr. Krow: Got mine at the ready. I'd suggest you do th-
Agt. Cowrite: Stow it!
22:31: Lights can be seen in the distance in front of the vehicle. The darkness is semi-illuminated as the three pairs of meter-wide eyes open in front of them. The onboard light tracks the horns as they encircle the helicopter once more.
UNKNOWN: BEGONE!
22:31: The head of the entity rushes forward at the personnel, jaws opened wide. Cowrite tries to fly up before the impact.
UNKNOWN: FUCK OFF, YOU FAT LIZARD FUCK!
22:31: A golden streak of light shines through the space, quickly emerging from well out of the camera's range to the scene in a half-second. A figure appears, which strikes the head of the entity, causing it, alongside its horns, to jerk back into the shade. The spikes scarcely do not strike the helicopter's hull as Cowrite hurriedly flies it up towards the entrance of the tunnel, screaming all the while.
22:32: Below, quick flashes of light can be seen throughout the space before a massive burst of flame tears through the darkness. All manner of noises are heard as Cowrite flies back up through the pit.
22:36: The walls around the helicopter begin to shine again as the two pass back into SCP-8090-A.
22:37: Carefully, Cowrite flies the helicopter out from the abyss and around the sac in the center of the ring.
Sr. Krow: Well, we should have much to discuss now. This was very productive, thank you, Martin.
22:37: The rest of the team stand and approach the inferno. Cowrite speaks between panting.
Agt. Cowrite: You're, you're not welcome. Jesus.
22:37: The helicopter nears the flames.
Sr. Krow: Hmm. Well, I appreciate it anyway.
22:37: A winged instance of SCP-8090-A1 navigates around the debris, the fire, and the sac. It begins to glide, claws outstretched, as it enters through the hole in the side of the vehicle. It thrashes around in the hull as it tries to reach the cockpit.
22:37: Agt. Cowrite backs away from the fires, causing the helicopter to back up near the sac. Inside, he momentarily refocuses, handing his sidearm to Krow, before reverting his attention to the controls. At that time, the top rotors of the helicopter make slight contact with the sac for half a second, causing the structure to tear and drip with the caustic green liquid.
22:38: The serpents reorient themselves to face the sac as it leaks. The diseased instance begins growling as it quickly closes the distance to inspect the structure while the other begins coiling around the ring.
22:38: Krow opens the cockpit door and begins firing at the entity. It wildly attacks, swinging at his leg and tearing through his protective suit, leaving a gnarly gash beneath. He grunts and continues firing, holding onto the railing as Cowrite reorients the helicopter to avoid the sac.
Cpt. Woodlock: The hell are you thinking, Martin?
22:38: Krow struggles with the entity as it assails him. He takes repeated shots at its head, noticeably disfiguring it beyond functionality, but it continues its assault. He fires rounds into its wings, forming holes in them, and kicks it out. It falls and lands on the terrain of SCP-8090-A, screaming, before assimilating into it.
Agt. Cowrite: Clear?
Sr. Krow: Yes- yes, just go.
22:39: The helicopter passes through the fire and lands. Agents assist Cowrite out of the vehicle as he begins panting, but freeze as they watch Krow limp away, crumble, and begin violently coughing. Woodlock looks over.
Cpt. Woodlock Doc?
Sr. Krow: Stay back, agents.
22:39: Cowrite ceases hyperventilating and turns back.
Agt. Cowrite: Sir?
22:39: Between coughs, Krow manages to answer.
Sr. Krow: It appears… unfortunately… I may have been… contaminated.
22:40: The group becomes silent. Krow gets to his feet and tries to patch the holes in his suit.
Sr. Krow: Adelaine should be able to cover… most of my duties.
22:40: Woodlock tosses his communicator over to Agent Duke.
Cpt. Woodlock: Max, tell the station we need a medic.
Dir. Roufhous: No.
22:40: Woodlock spins around to face the director as they walk up.
Cpt. Woodlock: Excuse me, sir? And why not?
Dir. Roufhous: We will not risk this anomaly spreading. He is already dead.
Cpt. Woodlock: He still has a chance. There has to be some kind of a cure. What, do you want to just leave him here to die?
Dir. Roufhous: His body has to be burned as well to kill the infection.
22:41: Both parties are silent. Woodlock's expression changes to a look of disgust.
Cpt. Woodlock: What is wrong with you?
Dir. Roufhous: Pardon me?
22:41: Roufhous' cane taps against the ivory.
22:41: Woodlock's fists clench. He takes a sharp inhale.
Cpt. Woodlock: You and the goddamn higher-ups are always treating us like we're expendable - sending us out into whatever godforsaken situation just popped up on the other side of the world! You don't care if any of us will make it out alive so long as the problem is taken care of!
22:41: Woodlock steps forward to meet the director.
Cpt. Woodlock: We aren't fodder, we ain't your damn sacrifices either. He's a good man, and I'm sick and fucking tired of watching those die all around me by your Overseer's orders!
22:42: The Director reaches into their coat and puts their revolver to Woodlock's head.
Dir. Roufhous: This is a direct order. Stand down, Mortimer.
22:42: Around the two, the team takes hold of their rifles, readying them.
Cpt. Woodlock: No. I'm done spending lives for a pisspoor job.
22:43: The two stand there staring at each other.
22:44: Roufhous clicks the hammer into position.
Cpt. Woodlock: What's another dead man to you?
22:44: A sound reverberates through their mask.
Dir. Roufhous: Fair enough.
22:44: Their thumb pulls the hammer down again, releasing it back into its original position and decocking it. They stash it away and turn, moving over to assess the damage to the helicopter.
22:45: Woodlock lets out a deep exhale before nodding at Duke. He turns and walks over to Krow.
Sr. Krow: Bold putting yourself in that position. Now the rest of them will likely throw a fit over this insubordination.
22:45: Woodlock looks around him at the serpents surrounding the sac, which has begun to bloat around its injury as the wound closes itself. The armored instance watches the outside while the diseased entity stares at Krow. The Captain sighs.
Cpt. Woodlock: Well then, I guess we're in the same boat.
Incident Report: 02
Foreward: On the 1st, during an exploration mission of uncharted territory within SCP-8090-A, Senior Researcher Helius Krow sustained an injury from a hostile SCP-8090(II)-A1 instance, resulting in a series of lacerations on his body, as well as his infection with SCP-8090(II)-A.
Afterward: He was brought to the in-anomaly laboratory station, where he was treated and is being kept currently. Because of his affliction, he will not presently be allowed to cross back into baseline reality. Currently, he is in a near-critical condition; multiple antibiotics have been employed, though show minimal signs of slowing down the infection.
Krow's research team, as well as some junior researchers from Senior Researcher Pepper's group, have shifted their focus onto working on a method for healing Krow. Alternative medicinal options are being considered.
Addenda: 8090.9/Revelations
Internal log - Meeting 3
In attendance:
- O5-3
- Director Pendant Roufhous - Project Labyrinth Director
- Senior Researcher Adelaine Pepper - Project Labyrinth Historian
- Nu-7 Captain Mortimer Woodlock - Chief of Security
Foreward: Discussion regarding the findings detailed in the previous exploration log.
The group is fully assembled as they finish watching the video log of the prior exploration attempt. The section of interest concludes, and Pepper rewinds the footage to get a better view of the unknown entity observed at 22:39.
Pepper: Truly extraordinary. And that maniac is still alive. I'll be damned.
Woodlock: Okay, why did you call us here, miss?
Pepper: Debriefing.
She moves back and forth to the screen and the controls, changing the projection and analyzing the contents of the footage.
Woodlock: Well why am I here then? I was there, I saw it happen.
O5-3: I'd think understanding the threat would apply to everyone's security, wouldn't you, Pepper?
Pepper: Sure.
O5-3: Splendid. But, speaking of understanding threats, I think it would benefit us all if we… got a better understanding of your incident in particular yesterday, Woodlock.
Woodlock: I stand by my actions.
O5-3: Right, right. I saw that. Very brave, standing up for our hard-working, hard-fighting MTF.
Woodlock: Thank you, sir.
O5-3: And, while I do love impromptu strikes as much as the next man, I really don't. Get your act together, Captain.
Woodlock: Respectfully sir, I'm already on that. No one else is dying on my watch, I can promise you that.
Roufhous pulls their glasses down. Their eyes change color to yellow and black.
Roufhous: Death can easily become a mercy.
O5-3: What it said. You know, for a leader of one of our task forces, you haven't seen shit. Yet you act like you have.
Woodlock: I've fought for you and the rest of you suits for more than eighteen years.
O5-3: Small potatoes; you're still new here. Work another eighteen; you'll still be fresh-faced, but then at least you might have a better idea of just what the hell you think you're talking about.
Pepper pauses the footage, displaying the still image of a strand of golden light traveling towards the unknown entity.
Pepper: If you two are done - This, this here. Whatever this was, it saved Helius. We saw it before during the first exploration log when it flew to that other creature. I've designated this one SCP-8090-Ω.
O5-3: But what is it?
Pepper: I can't say for sure. But I have a theory, and it relates to something we saw earlier on.
She fiddles with the projector again, changing the footage to the photos taken by Krow.
Pepper: These. These inscriptions Helius found.
The screen depicts several still shots of the thousands of texts discovered within the unknown territory.
Pepper: There are millions of them.
O5-3: But what does it all mean?
Pepper: Do you want to take this over as well?
O5-3: Fine. I'm sorry. Please go on.
Pepper: Good. Now, I spent hours looking at these images. They translate to whatever language you're best with and even appear to change when looking at them remotely. That's how the others worked, at least. That's how some of these appear to work.
Pepper: But not all of them do that. Some of them will change their spelling to letters I know, but their pronunciations look nothing like any dialect I know. And I think that's because they can't change. These words aren't translatable.
Woodlock: What does that mean?
Pepper: It means, from everything I've gathered, everything points to one idea. Those aren't words. They're names. Millions and millions of names.
Pepper: But there's more than just that. The upper walls of that graveyard space - which I've taken to calling the cradle - Krow took special care to photograph a series of these special texts.
She showcases a collection of photos, each displaying one to five words significantly larger than the rest.
Pepper: These ones, besides being bigger, are the headers for all the other passages. These have a bit more translatable meaning behind them, besides the unknown pronunciations. In fact, this one here, "Holy First Home", this sounds very similar to an old legend discovered within Yhiloyehyra.
Pepper: The description told of a place, Hyphera, the domain and grand city of a goddess of magic. The same one the myths say Archine pledged herself to.
Woodlock: So, these are all city names?
Pepper: I don't think so. Hyphera, from what we've found, wasn't a city in the same way as New York. More like an entire continent.
She swaps between the collection of photos of each instance of these writings. The sounds of the clicking projector fill the room.
Pepper: With this discovery in mind, I decided to take a group of juniors with me to take another look at that globe we found inside SCP-8090[I]-A. The one we thought was incorrect.
The screen depicts the globe with its eight continents.
Pepper: They line up.
O5-3: So, where does 8090[II] come into this?
Pepper: I need more grounded evidence. Anything I could say now would almost derive entirely from fairytale myths and a shaky source.
O5-3: Right.
The group is silent for twenty seconds. Pepper winds the footage forward, viewing the unknown entity.
Pepper: This thing, I'll call it SCP-8090-Ψ, I believe it is either similar to or the same entity you observed in the first mission, Mortimer.
Woodlock: It was too far away to see it properly. It's hard to tell what that even is.
Pepper: Whatever this is, it is hostile, not just to us but to other parts of SCP-8090-A. SCP-8090-Ω saved Helius from it, and if it is the same entity observed during the first log, then the serpents, who have yet to attempt to harm us, are also against it.
O5-3: It's insignificant. Whether or not the anomalies try to kill us does not determine our place in this. 8090-1 has been acting as if the world is going to end if we don't act now. What does it mean?
Pepper: Well, Proxima has little idea of the inner workings of the dimension and 8090-1 won't talk without us giving into its demands. The only others we could theoretically speak to either tried to kill our guys or left before we could chat.
Pepper: I hate to say it, but I think we may have to consider taking up the Monarch's offer.
Woodlock: Hell no! Did you forget what that conniving son of a bitch did?
O5-3: With Krow out of commission, we are down a major facet of active research into this anomaly as well as figuring out our best course of action. We can monitor it; we'll have to choose our words carefully and keep those cuffs on at all times. But we have to consider this.
Pepper: I've taken a look into the Order's texts. Murals around Yhiloyehyra depict the group as having great medicinal powers. Even what I've seen from the requirements to ascend a member to knighthood has the person undergo massive physiological changes stemming from technological and carnomantic methodology.
Pepper: If we were to accept POI-8090-1's offer, then he might be able to help Helius.
Woodlock: Or he could lie to us and have us chasing geese while the man rots from the inside out!
O5-3: Well then, we should discuss this some more before we decide on anything drastic.
On the 2nd, POI-8090-1 was transported from its containment cell and was brought to meet with the four remaining major faculty. It was then exposed to any files necessary to maintain its cooperation. For safety concerns, it was not released from its thaumic wards.
Addenda: 8090.10/Omega
SCP-8090: Psi
Presented by Senior Researcher Adelaine Pepper
Despite the previous beliefs and understandings we had before, in spite of all the seemingly insurmountable conditions saying otherwise, with the information we now possess due to POI-8090-1 and SCP-3580's confessions, we now know and have tested the legitimacy of one fact: SCP-8090-A is alive.
In the short time the Foundation has been aware of SCP-8090-A, we have observed consistent wide-scale tremors throughout its entire system that serve to upset the already chaotic order of its internal structure. The wind inside of it seemingly carries voices from one end of the chamber to another. At the center of this nightmarish domain sits the festering heart of, what we now know to be, Ill, the long-forgotten Crafter of plagues.
While we are still trying to figure out the theological and historical aspects of this - separate from GOI-850's own perspective - there are certain things at play here that we do know for certain: SCP-8090-A is currently alive and it must remain so.
Amidst our explorations of SCP-8090-A, our agents have encountered numerous entities, whether hostile or neutral, that have become of key interest. Akrim and Xyrja, the diseased and armored serpents, legendary sworn protectors of this realm among them. From what we know, these two are a positive force that has proven instrumental to our organization's concept of normalcy.
Besides them, there is another force inside that reality of immense importance: SCP-8090-Ψ.
Description: SCP-8090-Ψ is a mountainous entity of indeterminate calculable size, observed by the Foundation only four times since SCP-8090-A's discovery, twice during missions. It is universally hostile, having attempted on one occasion to terminate personnel. Its scaled epidermis is intermittently exposed, revealing the recycled muscles making up its entire composition. Four equally massive wings protrude from its back, allowing it some amount of aviation capability.
When its body is destroyed to the point of termination, SCP-8090-Ψ will temporarily cease functions, and its form will begin assimilating into the terrain of SCP-8090-A. After an indeterminate amount of time, however, it will fully regenerate within the cradle of the dimension, and reemerge topside, beginning its migration towards the heart once again.
SCP-8090-Ψ is of critical concern to the ongoing containment of SCP-8090, and the status of the SCP Foundation itself.
During every reemergence, SCP-8090-Ψ has attempted to reach the heart of SCP-8090-A. Before it can reach that point, it has always been blocked and neutralized by Akrim and Xyrja. These entities are protecting the heart from SCP-8090-Ψ, and keeping it alive, prolonging the current situation and potentially the status quo as a whole.
Divinity is fallible. Divinity too may die. The consequences of killing a god are not ones we are ready to face, especially one this volatile.
For this reason, SCP-8090-A cannot and must not be allowed to cease living under any circumstances.
Incident Report: 03
Foreward: Taking place on the 3rd, while visiting the ring of SCP-8090-A, personnel encountered an unknown entity, detailed below.
Camera footage begins with Captain Woodlock spending several minutes traversing the pathway on foot, accompanied by two other agents as well as Captain DeMarcus.
As they pass into the ring section, he looks out toward the empty spots where the serpent entities would usually be. The group then takes the to the left side, making for the end of the path.
After another few minutes, they arrive at the back, where Director Roufhous can be seen peering out through the cracks in the flames. Woodlock walks up to them.
Woodlock: You want to explain what you're doing here this far out alone?
Roufhous: Relaxing. Sightseeing. You could stand to try it.
Woodlock: I really wish I could here.
Woodlock gestures at DeMarcus and his group. They step back and talk amongst themselves.
Woodlock: So, are we gonna talk about what happened?
Roufhous: Would rather not.
Woodlock: Right.
The two silently stand for thirty seconds.
Roufhous: How long are you planning on staying there?
Woodlock: Not sure. You?
Roufhous: Fine. Come.
They move to the eastern side of the ring, walking for two minutes until they approach a table. On its surface, an oversized polished Gatling gun can be seen, an accompanying ammo belt right beside it.
Woodlock looks directly at it. His eyes slowly open wide.
Woodlock: What… what did you do?
Roufhous: More than dog tags were salvaged from that shitshow, even though you lot botched it entirely.
Woodlock: That's…
Roufhous: A complimentary part of your promotion.
Woodlock: The weapon that thing.SCP-3580-A. used to kill my teammates.
Woodlock turns away from the table and looks through the flames down below.
Woodlock: Lock it away. Incinerate it. Fling it into this red sea, I don't care. Just get rid of it!
Roufhous: It's a gift. What you do with it is up to you.
Woodlock: I don't want it!
Roufhous: Why not? It's a great tool, evidently effective!
A flash of light is seen high above from atop one of the pale structures.
Woodlock: That's fucking why!
Roufhous: Don't you think that a gun is separate from the one pulling the trigger?
Turning, Woodlock faces them.
Woodlock: Excuse me?
Roufhous: Do you think there's a distinction between the thing being used and the person using it?
Woodlock: Yes.
Roufhous: Well, there you have it. The monster used this piece to murder your comrades. Now, in your hands, you can decide what it is used for now.
Woodlock: This is… this isn't right.
Roufhous: Make it right, then. Take it or leave it. Either way, the past still faces us. Whether or not you can face it is up to you.
They take a step away. Woodlock moves away from the table, pacing around for a bit. His breath is heavy. Soon, a sound comes over his communicator, and he hastily pulls it up to his ear.
Woodlock: What is it?
DeMarcus: We're under attack! It's too fast it's-
The communicator cuts out.
Woodlock: Andrew? Andrew come in! Andrew- shit!
The sound of falling sand is heard as a streak of golden light swerves in action high above and around the path. At its forefront, a bright glowing figure is seen quickly bounding around the air.
Woodlock: Sir, look out!
Roufhous arcs their cane over their head. Their Zweihander slams against the ground. Woodlock tries to aim at the figure but fails to keep up with it.
UNKNOWN: I TOLD YOU ALL TO STAY AWAY!
Moving back and forth, it lunges down and charges around the two. It slams into Woodlock, sending him to his back. It turns and attacks Roufhous, who struggles to block the hits as they come. The two are locked there as Woodlock manages to get a look at it.
The figure is huge and coated in thick armor, apparently constructed from various flesh materials and bones, and wears a cowl made from large scales. Its head is covered by a four-horned Spartan-like helmet. Two pairs of wings are tucked into its back. In its only arm, it holds a shield. A scabbard at its side holds onto a long strand of flame.
UNKNOWN: YOUR KIND ARE NOT WELCOME HERE!
The two continue their exchange while Woodlock gets to his feet. He aims his rifle at it and fires at its leg. Without looking, one of the figure's wings extends outward and absorbs the bullets.
A spark of light erupts from its shield, blinding Roufhous, and allowing it to bash them backward several meters. Its hand rises as its fingers contort to create a thaumic symbol towards Woodlock. His rifle instantly crumbles apart while he is sent to the ground.
Running up, Roufhous takes a swing at the figure. Their sword is stopped in mid-air as it connects with a golden barrier.
UNKNOWN: I should'a known no child of mine would obey a pissy order like that.
Woodlock: Who are you?!
It briefly laughs as it turns to him. It grabs its helmet and takes it off, revealing an aged, morbid, dark-skinned, vaguely feminine face with long drenched hair. Both of its eyes glow bright yellow.
Archine: I'm disappointed. Can't even recognize your greatest grandmother?
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