I’m In Charge of SCP

The four doctors of Apocalypse each have their own characteristics, and each is a wonderful and gorgeous generation.

Compared with the other three doctors, Dr. Bright's combat power may be the weakest among them, but he has an ability that other doctors can't match, that is, immortality.

And his immortality comes from the ruby ​​pendant on his chest - 963.

Dr. Bright was killed by 076-2 (Abel) in a containment failure accident. He was holding 963 at the time. When he was found by D-class personnel a few days later, his soul had completely entered 963. Once someone touches this pendant, the consciousness of the other party will be erased and replaced by Dr. Bright.

When he first acquired this ability, Dr. Bright once had a tendency to depression and committed suicide many times, but all of them ended in failure.

He is the personnel director of site 17 and site 19. Europe has been completely fallen. Zhang Jue did not expect him to escape.

Although he keeps dying and resurrecting, his memory can be completely preserved and he is the best recorder.

So seeing him appear, Zhang Jue was overjoyed.

At this time, it was already raining heavily outside. The original owner of Dr. Bright's current body was a female celebrity. In order to keep in shape, his physical fitness was very poor.

His lips were already white from the cold, and his whole body was shaking.

Zhang Jue didn't have time to ask him any questions, so he quickly dragged him into this abandoned gas station to shelter from the rain.

The two started a fire, and Zhang Jue took out some instant food for him, and only opened his mouth when he saw that he had recovered a little.

"Dr. Bright, what happened to the nuclear explosion at Site 17?"

Dr. Bright sighed.

This is a common manifestation of all people who have experienced this period of time.

"I was not there when the site 17 nuclear explosion occurred. I was transferred to the headquarters at the time, but the captain of the accident investigation team and I were old colleagues. I heard some news from him. According to the information buried under the site, The black box restores part of what happened—"

Having said that, Dr. Bright paused and glanced at Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue frowned slightly, and said, "Dr. Bright, what do you know, just tell me, I can bear it."

Dr. Bright continued: "According to their restored results,

About one or two hours before the site17 nuclear explosion, there was an item that broke through the detention—it was 053. "

Hearing this number, Zhang Jue was shocked: "Xue Li? She's awake?!"

Dr. Bright shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation at that time, but it seems that it should be. After more than an hour of fighting between the two sides, Station Master Hubbard personally pressed the button to detonate Site 17."

Zhang Jue pinched his chin, feeling a little strange.

Although Shirley has a terrible cognitohazard, her active offensive ability is not strong. How could she fight for an hour with the powerful defense force of Site 17?

Dr. Bright said again: "They restored part of the satellite video at that time. When site 17 exploded, a person wearing armor and holding a death scythe flew away from the ruins of site 17."

A man in armor with a death scythe?

Zhang Jue was full of question marks, he could only say that he never imagined that Shirley would turn out like this.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Jue didn't think much of it anymore.

"What about the others on site? Are they still alive?"

Dr. Bright shook his head again: "No corpse was found, but the four nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, the power is so great, it's hard to say whether they are safe or not."

Dr. Bright was not at site 17 at the time, so he didn't know much more than Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue simply asked: "What about site 19, what happened at the headquarters, what happened to those angels?"

"It's 343." Dr. Bright said, "It was 343 who brought them there."

It turned out to be that old man.

Zhang Jue snorted, and had already seen that he was not a good person, but he didn't expect to play so big.

Dr. Bright continued: "At that time, 343 brought more than 400 angels to the headquarters of the Administration. On the 1st, all the staff of the headquarters were evacuated, and she led the other twelve administrators to fight on the roof of the building. That battle The battle lasted for a day and a night, and more than half of the four hundred angels were injured, but the council also suffered heavy losses. All battles on the 1st, 3rd, 4th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, and 11th dead, No. 2 and No. 5 were captured, No. 12 and No. 13 were wounded and escaped—”

"Did the 12th and the 13th not die?"

"Not at the time. They saved my life, but they were seriously injured and hunted down by angels. It's probably not very optimistic."

Dr. Bright sighed, his face full of desolation.

Unlike Zhang Jue, Dr. Bright's loyalty to the Administration goes without saying.

In a way, the council of thirteen administrators is a kind of symbol of the Authority.

As long as they are there, the Authority will not collapse.

Different from the suspended animation after being assassinated last time, this time, Dr. Bright saw them die one by one from exhaustion.

The headquarters of the Administration Bureau, this iron barrel-like existence, was breached in this way.

Even the ten nuclear bombs that were supposed to be detonated in the end did not take effect.

Looking at Dr. Bright's expression, Zhang Jue tactfully did not continue to ask.

The two were silent for a while, and Dr. Bright looked at Zhang Jue.

"Are you going to the headquarters this time?"

Zhang Jue said, "Of course."

"You have to be careful." Dr. Bright looked at the rainy sky outside, "Do you know why half of the more than 400 angels were broken?"

"Why?"

"On the one hand, it's because the thirteen administrators used many powerful projects, but there's another important reason—from the beginning to the end, 343 didn't make a move."

Dr. Bright frowned.

"Consultant Zhang, I don't need to say much about the strength of 343. Whether you want to restore the dominance of the management authority or rebuild an organization yourself, you must be careful of him."

Knowing that Dr. Bright was kindly reminding himself, Zhang Jue nodded solemnly.

...

No. 12 and No. 13 supported each other and walked in a desert.

Thirteen staggered.

Number Twelve hurried to support him.

"Dude, are you all right?"

Thirteen had chapped lips and was weak, but he still waved his hand.

Seeing his appearance, Number Twelve sighed.

Stretching out his hand, a puff of moisture gathered in his palm.

After two full minutes, a glass of water appeared out of nowhere in his hand.

"Drink it."

Number 12 handed the water glass to Number 13.

No. 13 took the water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing that he still didn't want to finish, No. 12 stretched out his hand again, intending to repeat the old trick.

But was held back by No. 13.

"Don't..." His voice was a little hoarse, "Save your energy, I can sense it, and they will catch up soon."

"It's useless to save it, we probably have to explain it here." No. 12 laughed bitterly, "If we meet the eldest sister after we die, you have to say something for me, this time, I don't be lazy--"

No. 13 was also amused by him: "Okay, then I will tell No. 1 to let you play games to your heart's content."

The location where the two are now is the Benas Desert in Spain, which is also the only desert in Europe.

The headquarters was breached, No. 1 and several other administrators died in battle, and after No. 2 and No. 5 were captured, the two of them were wounded and fled. They traveled all the way west, and after a month of trekking, fighting and retreating, they finally came here.

Archangel Uriel was always chasing after them, neither far nor near.

At first they deliberately preserved their strength and wanted to trap it, but Uriel was very shrewd and never made a move.

Now that the two of them are close to running out of fuel, it gradually approaches them.

Knowing that the odds are going to be bad, the two simply don't leave. They sit on the ground to rest, preparing for the final battle of their lives.

A quarter of an hour later, Uriel led two four-winged archangels to appear in the distant sky.

It held the huge flaming sword in its hand, looking down at the two of them like a god.

"No. 2 and No. 5 have already surrendered, are you still planning to resist?"

Its voice rang out from the sky.

No. 12 spat: "Hey, don't mention that old man and that stinky woman in front of me. If it weren't for them, the eldest sister would not die. Just use whatever means you have!"

Uriel looked at them coldly, and said to the two four-winged angels behind him: "Go down and try to catch alive—but if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you just kill them."

After receiving the order, the two angels gradually approached Number 12 and Number 13 sitting on the ground.

Seeing that Uriel was still as vigilant as before, No. 12 and No. 13 looked at each other and sighed.

"I have no choice but to kill two young men."

Every administrator of the Authority Council has their own trump card.

In the battle on the top floor of the Administration Headquarters, No. 12 was never used. He wanted to use his unique move to kill 343, but 343 did not participate in the battle, and he never got a good chance.

In the end, there is no need to use the dead, the wounded, and the captured.

He and No. 13 fled all the way, always thinking of pulling an archangel on their backs.

But Uriel seemed to have seen through his intentions, and never stepped forward.

Two four-winged angels soon came in front of them, each holding a weapon in their hands.

Since there was no chance to kill Uriel, No. 12 no longer hesitated.

He took out a box from his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand.

The box is only the size of a palm, with a bow tied on it.

It's like a gift.

Number Twelve blew on the gift box.

The box was suspended from his hand and slowly floated into the air.

The two four-winged angels seemed to sense the dangerous aura emanating from the small gift box.

The long sword in his hand slashed down, and the two sword qi flew towards the small brocade box respectively.

Under the attack of sword energy, the brocade box was shattered, revealing the black beads inside.

The bead is exposed to air and the spiral becomes larger.

At the same time, a strong suction emanated from it.

This black bead eventually turned into a small black hole with a diameter of about one meter.

The two angels were the closest to it, and they were caught off guard by several meters in an instant.

The closer you are to a black hole, the greater the attraction.

The two angels flapped their wings vigorously, but they still couldn't resist the huge force, and they were getting closer and closer to the center of the black hole.

Not only them, after the black hole appeared, the surrounding sand was also attracted to it.

Even No. 12 and No. 13 floated up from the ground—after using this trick, No. 12 became very weak just like No. 13, and could no longer move.

Number 12's trump card is to die with the two angels.

The two angels struggled to attack the black hole.

But no matter what kind of spells they use, they will be absorbed by the black hole and have no effect at all.

Seeing that they are about to be attracted into the black hole.

Uriel in the sky waved his hand indifferently.

At the critical moment, the fragments of the box destroyed by the two angels gathered around the black hole again, sealing the black hole back to the size of a gift box.

Both angels breathed a sigh of relief.

Numbers 12 and 13 also fell to the ground again.

Uriel floated down from the air to the two of them.

"Is this your last struggle? It's a little weaker."

Number Twelve let out a huff.

"You won, say what you want."

Uriel said: "I still have that question, are you willing to surrender?"

No. 12 spat: "Wishful thinking, I will not betray my eldest sister."

Uriel turned to No. 13: "What about you?"

Thirteenth smiled: "I'm the same as him."

Uriel nodded, already prepared for this answer.

The Chiyan Sword in his hand burst into raging flames.

"So, goodbye, both of you—"

Slashed with a sword.

The moment the flames approached No. 12 and No. 13, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Um?"

Uriel frowned.

The two four-winged angels also became vigilant at the same time.

They looked around warily, but found no enemy.

Twelve and Thirteen disappeared, as if evaporated.

Uriel stepped forward, reached out and picked up a few grains of sand from the pile of sand where No. 12 and No. 13 were sitting, put them in front of his nose and sniffed them.

"It's the smell of Cain." Uriel snorted, "I didn't expect that he would dare to oppose us."

One of the four-winged angels asked: "My lord, what should we do now? Are we going to find Cain?"

Uriel sneered: "No need, I have a more suitable candidate for Cain."

...

Twelve and Thirteen opened their eyes, and what greeted them was not death, but darkness.

They seem to be in a different space that does not belong to the earth.

Where is this?

While the two were wondering, the surroundings suddenly became bright, and two figures, a man and a woman, came from afar.

The man was Cain, and the woman was a little girl they didn't know.

"Are you all right?" the little girl asked.

Number Twelve shook his head and asked, "Hey, who are you?"

"My name is not Hi, my name is Karina."

She snorted, a little dissatisfied.

Thirteen said, "Thank you Karina."

Karina, with her nostrils upturned, doesn't appreciate it.

Cain looked around.

"Uriel is very powerful, staying here for a long time will reveal his position, let's go."

Twelve asked, "Dude, where are you taking us?"

Karina snorted: "If you want you to follow, just follow, how can there be so much nonsense! We built a shelter, many people have taken refuge there, maybe there are people you know in it."