?: (Huh?)
?: (Where am I.)
?: (I was... what was I doing before this?)
?: (Taking out the trash, or was it eating something?)
?: (Oh right, I was... it doesn't matter anyway.)
?: (So, where am I, all I see is pitch bckness.)
?: (Well, I'm not seeing much of anything.)
?: (So... *Yawn* so, sl-)
??? Weeks
?: (What, was that. I felt so tired.)
?: (Am I in a coma?)
?: (What, is that white light.)
?: (It's so bright!)
?: (Get it out of my face!")
As he struggles to get away from the light, he comes in contact with hard surfaces. After a few seconds, the light goes away, repced by an inaudible soothing noise.
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
?: (What the hell!)
?: (Why is... that so ni-)
??? Weeks
?: "█ , I can █ █ move!"
?: (Someone talking, wait. That means I'm a baby, from... what was it again 20 or it's 25?)
?: (Damn it, I can't remember... What was I talking about again?)
He continues to question himself and find his memories, to no avail. Sleep takes over.
??? Weeks
?: (Does, that mean I am growing, how long till I'm- ahhhhh. It's so bright!!!)
A sudden brightness takes over his vision, as sharp wind pricks his skin, sending shivers up his spine as pain overcomes him, letting out a scream loud enough to hurt ears. After seconds, warmth can be felt enveloping him, the st thing he hears is a soothing voice welcoming him to the world.
19 Hour Later?
?: (How long was I out? It felt so long.)
?: "Honey, look he awake."
?: "Hello buddy, had a good sleep?"
?: "He can't respond to you."
?: "I think he can."
?: "Then your del-" *Wahhh*
?: "See, I told you he would respond."
?: "I guess you were right."
?: "When am I not?"
As the guy ughs to himself, a light tap hits him on the arm, after a few seconds of continuous ughter, a female doctor opens the door to the room. Causing him to stop and both of them to look her way. A name tag was pinned to the coat, reading Ana Jade.
Ana Jade: "Hello, Mr and Mrs. Myles. I hope you're having a great day."
Amber Myles: "Just call me Amber, and I am."
Phill Myles: "Yep, how can we not with this bundle of joy here."
Ana Myles: "That's great to hear, I am here to get the final paperwork for him. Can you please tell me his name?"
A smile can be seen on Amber's face, radiating happiness. But Phill is the complete opposite, gloomy and down in the dumps. Telling who won the naming rights to their new joy.
Amber: "Gdy, his name will be Jon."
The Female doctor and parents finish the paperwork as the newly born Jon is still confused about what is happening, having a hard time grasping the situation that he is in.
Jon: (So, my new name is Jon, huh. Neat I guess but this still does not expin why or how I died.)
Jon: (Wait, I got it... So, I wonder how this new life going to turn out.)
Jon: (Were Am I anyways? Anime, fantasy, uh what else is there? Warhammer 40k, please no.)
Jon: (Hopeful it's Marvel or DC. Wait, would that be even good? I don't see a system anywhere, I'm not that lucky.)
As if the very universal was mocking him, a ding is heard followed by a green ft surface appearing before him.
Jon: (Well, shit. I do have the luck, the power, I WILL BECOME A GOD AMONG Mortals.)
Jon: (So, what do you even do?)
Jon: (Hello, anyone home?)
Even after minutes of waiting, nothing appears on the screen except for two numbers, 0 and 1. Causing Jon to get mad at his dreams of having superpowers.
| 0/1 |
Jon: (What? System what does this mean?)
|Question system, 10 points per question|
Jon: (....)
Jon: (Serious, why do I need to pay, I don't even how to get points.)
Jon: (Huh, what's that?)
A blinking red dot can be seen on the right top corner of the screen, asking to be pressed.
Jon: (Ok, uh how am I supposed to press it.)
After several minutes of focusing and trying to press the button but failing, he is interrupted by a sudden cold shot through him.
Jon: (What the hell, unhand me!)
Ana Jade: "It's ok honey, just stay still while I check your temperature."
He continues to struggle against the cold thermometer, causing the doctor to hold him down, after a few seconds she gets the temperature.
Phill: "He gets that feistiness why his mother."
*Smack*
Phill: "Ouch."
The smack sounds throughout the room, as Amber gives him the stink eye.
Amber: "He gets his weird face from you."
Phill: "Yeah, he does have a weird face."
Phill: "What? Don't give me that look."
After a few more checkups, the parents say their goodbyes leaving Jon to move in with other newborns.
2 Days ter.
Ana Jade: "He should be all good to go. If their any problem call me."
Amber: "Thank you, doctor."
Ana Jade: "Just doing what I should."
Phill: *Mumble* You get payed enough *Mumble*
Phill: "Ouch, don't kick me."
Amber: "Quite you."
A little argument breaks out causing the female doctor and others around them to ugh a little.
Phill: "So."
Amber: "What?"
Phill: "Can we change his name."
Amber: "No."
A ft no is all he gets in response to his question.
Phill: "Come on, the name Atomic Jon June is so much better than Jon Alex Myles. It just sounds wrong."
Amber: "Well, I think it's great."
Jon: (You both have horrible naming sense.)
The baby stroller, along with the two parents walks down a colorful street with lights and an inftable snowman on the street signifying that Christmas is close. A particur little store catches their eyes, for the many colorful and bright lights hanging around the building, as a neon sign saying "Open", with a cozy feeling coming off of it.
Amber: "That looks nice, let's see. It says "Tim's miscelneous"."
Phill: "Then, what are we waiting on? It doesn't seem, like I'm the only one interested."
The happy giggle of a baby can be heard, as he waves his arms towards the lights, wrapped up tightly in bnkets.
Jon: (Damn baby body, making me want lights.)
Amber: "Fine, let's go in."
They enter the door with a ding, causing a voice to sound from the back.
Tim: "Welcome to Tim's miscelneous. How can I help you?"
Amber: "We just browse for now."
Tim: "Ok, feel free to ask me if you need anything."
Phill: "Will do."
A few minutes go by, with Phill looking at the cars and robots. As Amber looks at the wooden chairs and bird houses around the store. Jon doing his best to turn his eyes here and their, when a glint blinds him for a second.
Jon: (Ow, that's bright. What is it?)
He looks towards the light, but can't see anything from the brightness of it. Even after trying to nudge himself to a better position.
Amber: "What's wrong honey."
Phill: "Something happened?"
Amber: "I don't know, he just keeps moving around."
Phill: "Maybe he is not comfortable, pick him up and see if that helps."
She picks Jon up, letting him have a better view of what is blinding him. The next second, he pauses, can't believe what he is seeing.
|SCP information and superhuman|
Name: SCP-409
Age: Unknown
Effects/Side effects: Unknown
property: None
|SCP information and superhuman|
Jon: "F~u~c~k."
Jon: (Why, why does it have to be this universe. Almost any other would be better.)
Jon: (At least if it was a, um, a peaceful anime then I could survive or at least know how to.)
Jon: (But no, have to be a universe where, one sec you have a normal life then you turn into a house or some shit like that!) As he goes on a long rant in his head, the parents stare at their child with a bnk look.
Phill: "Honey, did you hear that?"
Amber: "Yeah, did he just try to speak."
Phill: "I mean, he does have my genes."
Amber: "Well, hope he can go far."
Phill: "Hey, that's uncalled for." As they pyfully argue back and for, their child is having a midlife crisis in his head. It takes him a minute or two, to get back focused on the very problem in front of him.
Jon: (Ok, ok, just calm down. Everything is alright, nothing has happened yet.)
Jon: (One problem at a time, now... *sigh* how do I get it.)
After a few minutes of going back and for, Amber and Phill look at their baby then back at the jar, a few times. Before Phill decides to grab it, causing a high-pitched scream to be heard from Jon. Even after a few times of trying to get the jar, with the same outcome happening, Phill stops and goes to the owner.
Phill: "Hey, Tim. That jar for sale?"
Tim: "Yep, everything on dispy is for sale."
Phill: "Ok, you mind getting the jar over there. It's a little high, and I don't want to knock over other stuff."
Tim: "One sec, let me get the step dder."
The owner goes in the back for a few seconds, coming out with a step stool, after a moment Tim goes to grab the Jar.
Jon: (Wait, if he touches it, don't it spread.)
A scene fshes through Jon mind, Tim slowly turning into crystal then exploding. Shards flying everywere killing his new family with only him be alive by some mircale. Before he can scream, the jar is already off the shelf and in Phills hands.
Phill: "Thanks, Tim."
Tim: "No, problem. Besides, this jar has been here forever."
Phill: "Oh, what's inside it?"
Tim: "That, I do not know. Never got it open."
After a few minutes of discussing, they walk out with a jar costing only 10. Jon, never took his eyes off it even when it handed to him.
Amber: "What are you doing? Don't give our baby something that can shatter and hurt him." *Smack*
Phill: "Ouch, ok."
Phill: "Let daddy, see the jar." He goes to reach for the jar but with no success, as Jon is tightly holding on to it.
Phill: "Come on, just for a second. *groan* where did you get this grip."
Jon: (You are so not taking this.)
Even after a few tries trying to take the jar away from Jon, Phill gives up.
Amber: *sigh* "Just let him have it."
Phill: "Fine."
They stop at a few more stores, with Jon looking everywhere. But he never lets go of the jar for a moment, with the bright lights and signing on this beautiful night, walking hand and hand, Phill and Amber along with their son head home.
30 Minutes Later
Phill pulls up to a brick house, with a bck roof, and a single-door garage big enough for two cars, as he drives in. Turning around to see Jon fast asleep in his car seat.
Amber: "Ok, how do you take a baby out without waking them?"
Phill: "Why are you looking at me?"
Amber: *Sigh* "Fine, I do it." She goes to grab Jon, causing him to tighten his grip on the Jar but not wake up.
The next day, Jon wakes up to see the Jar in his hand, covered in a race car bnket and in a crib. It takes him a second to remember that he was reborn as a baby, and his attention goes straight to the SCP.
Jon: (Ok, so how do I deal with this."
Jon: (System, what do I do with it?)
|Question system, 10 points per question|
Jon: (Well, you're no help. Oh right, do I have a status?)
Even after repeating several words that he can barely remember, nothing happens with only the same screen floating in front of him.
| 0/1 |
Jon: (So, it did not increase even when I got the SCP. Then do I open it?)
Jon: (Wait, if I open it. Will I be turned into a crystal? Can I even open it with my strength?)
After a few attempts of trying to get his hand to the lid with no success, he stops trying.
Jon: (I just wait till I can sit up.)
6 Months Later
A baby can be seen, in a living room with two people around him, as they cheer him on.
Phill: "Come on, you can do it."
Amber: "There you go, you can do it, honey." After a few seconds of him trying to sit up, it is a success.
Phill/Amber: "Yaaaa, good job buddy/honey."
Jon: (That is embarrassing, but I can't deny it feels good.)
Another surprise happens, stunning both parents. He starts to crawl, heading straight to his room.
Phill: "Is he really going to the jar instead of one of us." A small mumble can be heard right beside him, as the sadness in her voice echoes across the house.
Amber: "A jar... more important than his mother."
Phill: "I go get him." He walks towards Jon's room, to see the baby trying to open the jar but to no avail, even after using all his tiny strength.
Phill: "Ok, hold up buddy. Let me get it." When the father tries to take something from his son, causing him to scoot backward.
Phill: "Just trust me."
After a few seconds of contempting his opinions, Jon gives up the jar.
Phill: "Let open this jar. *Groan* Come on, open." (Don't look weak in front of your son)
Even with the motivation of his son watching, the father tries but fails at opening the jar, causing him to get some tools from the shed in the backyard. But even that could not get it open.
Phill: *huff* *huff* "Damn Jar." *Smack*
Amber: "Watch your words."
Phill: "Sorry, darling."
Phill: "Here son, the jar is not opening anytime soon."
After a few moments of discussion, Amber brings Jon to the living room as Phill goes to the store looking for something to open the Jar for Jon. As the light TV noise, hits him, it goes in one ear and out the other causing no reaction from him.
Jon: (So tools don't work. Adult strength can't open it, then their only one option left.)
A small drop of blood slowly falls on the jar lid, as the baby's face contorts into a painful expression, with a little surprise at the sharpness of his nails and how they easily cut through his skin even though they break off so easily. With a small *pop* the lid is removed, showing a dangerous white crystal, ready to kill or change anything in a matter of seconds into the very thing it is made of.
Jon: (What do I do next?)
| 0/1 | | SCP, detected. Absorb? |
Jon: (Yes?)
| 1/1 | | Proceeding to Upgrade |
After what feels like a decade, nothing happens. Leaving Jon in awe at how the system can be so useless, giving him nothing even after he potentially risked his life to open this jar. Causing him to get mad, filing around, and accidentally knocking over the jar.
Jon: (Shit! No, no, no pick it up.)
A close call but he successfully picks the jar back up.
Jon: (What was that, I know I get angry but never that much.)
Phill: "I'm home, oh. He got it open..." A sad look can be seen on his face as the defeat of a baby gets the best of him, only for second thought as the thought of that very baby being his son.
Phill: "I knew you could do it."
Amber: "Mhm."
Phill: "What? I did."
Amber: "Well, since he got it open, let's see whats in it." They both go to look in it but a sudden lid cover the top obscuring their vision from it. After a few tries fo trying to get it away from Jon, at the same time open it to no luck.
Phill: "Dang it, why is it not coming off."
Jon: (That's good, it seems like no one can open it but me.)
Phill: "Fine, have your dumb Jar." Stomping up in a happy but deafted mood, going to put the tool in the shed. The rest of the day passes without anything eventful going on, as Jon ys in his crib staring at the Jar.
Jon: (So, I know it's the SCP universes but this Jar can't be open without me is werid. Lets see.)
It is open again, but this time a letter falls off the bottom of the lid, causing it to nd on his face.
Jon: (Rude. Is the Jar alive? Nah.)
When he opens the letter, it reads.-----
To the adventure that has found this jar, I hope this letter finds you well and alive. If not then I hope your soul has a peaceful afterlife.
This crystal has pgued me, slowly eating away at me as I fight against it but sadly.... to my horror it is growing faster with each passing day. Even if I must destroy myself to get rid of this crystal then I will.....
I have tried and tried, and tried again. I can't take it anymore someone help me PLEASE... HE- ME!
The treasure is left at the bottom of the hill, in the dream world, even though it is a dream it affects reality.
Jon: *Gasp* *Gasp* (What, was that? It felt like he was speaking in my head but at the same time I was reading it.)
After a few minutes of catching his breath, he looks at the letter only for it to be gone like it was never there to begin with. A puzzle looks to go across Jon's face, only for one world to go across the mind of the growing boy.
Jon: "Magic!"
Hello, again dear readers. Anyways I decide to rework it and make the chapter longer, from 2.5k to 5k words a chapter, and that includes the name, I'll try to not have as many and make a work around for it, but im only human after all. So, im going to do this story and another one which your can vote on.
It will range from storys that I have paused because I could not think of were to go with them or were to zy to different consepts I thought of to make storys about. Anyways, have a good day/night. Oh, also tell me if I need to fix anything from grammar to other type or plot holes always eager to hear the positive criticism.
