After that whole fiasco, I'm taken to a random Euclid room for power testing. My main purpose here is so these fucks can see what can stop me. The room tag says SCP 053; I can hear giggling from inside. I opened the door to see a three year old girl... oh yeah. "Hi there!!!" she said, wearing a yellow dress with flowers. I nod my head to her; the workers call her Susu, but her real name is Susan. She makes people pretty uneasy after being with her for like 10 minutes & can heal any wound she gets; but if you hurt her, you could die. Good thing I can heal really fast. "Hey Susu." she grinned widely at me while I removed my jacket & shirt. Why do all the kid SCP's love me? Susu began to jump up & down, clapping excitedly.

"Hi Gata!!! Miss you!!! Has markers!"

"I see."

"Wan color!"

"I know, I know."

"Sit!"

"Not my face ok?"

"K!"

I sat next to her as she began to color in my tattoos; we often have to do this, even though her abilities make me wary too. She colors like her life depends on it. "Gata... look!" I glanced down to see her sitting on her knees. "Wha-Susan, no! Put that down!"

"You look good." 096 said; he's a freakishly skinny Euclid guy, with a black turtleneck, jeans & sneakers. On his face is a smiley face mask; if anyone sees his face without the mask, he'll not only know where the person is, but nothing can stop him either. We've fought before... went on for several hours. "That's coming from the fucker so ugly he'll kill anyone that sees him." he shrugged. "Fair enough. But the cat face is so worth it." there was a movie on & a researcher opened the door. "682, your turn." I stood up & walked in to see 999 sitting with a doctor, three guards & two researchers. "The fucks going on here? Why's the kid here?" a doctor sighed. "For testing. We think that maybe 999 can curve your homicidal... tendencies." I rolled my eyes. "So how she supposed to do that?" suddenly she hugged me; all the memories of that energy beam I had released flooded back to me as I tried to push her off. I immediately hit her away, the force of her hitting the wall so strong she turned into a orange puddle, leaving only her clothes behind. A guard fainted, the bitch. "I'm. Not. Doing. This. T-" there was a purring sound coming from where I had destroyed 999. She reformed, stretching. "Mmmm... that feels soooo much better." I walked to the door, punched the wall to make a hole & walked out.