Dr bright was walking back to his office, feeling eyes watch his every move.

"yeah! I know you're there!" He growled, huffing quietly. He wasn't sure which one was watching him but he knew full well they wouldn't kill him...well not yet anyway. Able had these scps under his command and so they wouldn't really touch him.

He sucked in another breath and walked down the hallway, taking a left to reach his office. He pulled the handle and opened the door, yacking at the look of his old, lifeless corps with blood down his mouth.

"That's desgusting" he murmured, walking over to it and kicking the stomach. He heard footsteps and that's when he remembered able was in his room before he was killed. "Shit"

"You're back? Well wasn't that quick?"

"Go away" bright murmured, his eyes not falling from the dead version of himself. He was clearly not in the mood for-no he was never in the mood for a containment breach which consisted of Able because of the twos history.

"This is your fault! I'm you're fault! You turned me into this....this....whatever I am! You've caused me so much pain so why are you back!? I haven't done anything to you, fuck that, I try not to even walk past your containment door. So why...why are you back" bright took his glasses to wipe his eyes. He was becoming emotional at a very bad time. His body wasn't reacting well with the situation. He had to get out of there before he worsens...but this is Dr Jack Bright. You think he'd help himself out with good ideas? Fuck no

Able chuckled darkly "because you're the only one who's ever succeeded agaisnt me...well a human any-"

"AM I HUMAN!?"

Able was taken back, confused as he looked at the significantly shorter man "...yes? You're in a fleshy, weak human body. You're human"

Brights bedroom door opened and 953 walked out, licking her lips. Someone was dead in there and bright did not want to know who. He was despratly hoping it was a D-Class.

He turned and looked at the two, putting his glasses back on before an idea swamped his head. He took his amulet off, eyes staring straight into the woman's eyes. He swung it back and forth before smirking darkly "Catch-"

He threw the amulet, the body he was once hosting going limp and falling against the floor. 953 was yanked away by able, not able to catch it in time. Able groaned, shaking his head "stupid, stupid, stupid Doctor" he moved 953 away from him and grabbed the limp Dr bright and pulled him to the amulet, placing the body's hand in the amulet.

He let the amulet do its thing as he glanced at the fox lady "after years upon years of him being alive, you'd think he'd have some sort of idea and strength to kill me. But no, alas, the man is still so idiotic"

Able was truly more dissapointed that the male he wanted to fight, hurt, make a fool of was doing that to himself willingly. That's not fun. If you're not the one doing the pain, then why even try?

While the three were in the office, multiple other scps had been let lose. Them consisting of Scp-049 the plage doctor. Scp-082 Fernand the canible and typically scp-096 shy guy. If those three weren't bad enough, there where a lot more escaping and breaking out. They just got very very lucky so far that the unlikable lizard wasn't out yet. He was still submerged in his pit of acid

A loud gasp erupted from brights body as he shot up, grasping his amulet in his hand and his other hand grabbing his chest "Fuck....me" he breathed out, his body shuddering.

Before he could even catch his breath, Able gabbed his neck and pulled him up to his feet then up past his feet and into the air, "you are one stupid indervidual." He growled into his ear "One pretentious, stupid indervidual"

Bright struggled weakly, his body hadn't fully recovered yet. He managed to slip his amulet around his neck as he looked at able, his eyes already falling blood shot again

"I don't want to kill you yet as I've heard from one of the grumpy men that you're having an episode. I don't fully know what that means but if it's what I imagine then I'm excited "

"P-probably not wh-what y-y-you think then. A-a-and I'm not-I'm not having a-an episode" he hissed, secretly knowing full well that he was going to go through one. He didn't know when or why it was going on but it was at a very shit time.

"I assure you...it will be what I have imagined" he dropped the researcher, snapping his fingers and letting an obsidian pair of swords appear in his hands and clicking his neck "You're no longer in charge bright...We're in charge. You have been able to walk freely wherever you please even with your ability. Not trapped, not locked away, you have freedom. That ends today!"

As if something from a movie, the old man showed, walking through the wall. His mouth cranked into a smile as he looked at bright. The poly morphing human giggled behind her hands as her tails flicked back and forth.

The door opened, closing quickly as the Plague Doctor now stood there, syringe in hand as he chuckled behind his mask

"I...am so fucked" bright whispered to himself, going to move back but the sword pushed to his neck stopped him from even shaking in fear. "So fucked"