It's been a few weeks since my meeting with Lincoln, and now I'm sitting alone in my office, scrolling through the Foundation's deepest archives out of sheer boredom. That's when I stumble across a familiar designation.
SCP-001.
My eyebrow twitches.
I click it open—and immediately feel my soul leave my body.
SCP-001
Object Class: Apollyon
Description:SCP-001 is a beautiful woman of British descent with black hair. She typically wears a white laboratory coat. SCP-001 is an active member of the O5 Council, holding the designation O5‑1 and codename Administrator.
SCP-001 is an unparalleled scientific genius, possibly the smartest being in her native universe—potentially across multiple universes. She performs the majority of her scientific work at Site‑999 and is considered the leader and director of all scientific divisions within the Foundation. Nearly all of the Foundation's advanced technologies were designed, invented, or prototyped by SCP‑001.
According to records, SCP‑001 was born circa 300 BC and achieved ageless immortality via SCP‑006. SCP‑001 possesses numerous anomalous capabilities, including the manipulation of all natural elements—fire, wind, water, earth, shadow, and light—and the power to forge physical constructs directly from imagination. She is also confirmed to host the Phoenix Force, granting universe‑level destructive capability.
The most dangerous aspect of SCP‑001 is her intellect.With an IQ estimated to exceed 1000, SCP‑001 can theoretically design and construct planet‑destroying devices with trivial effort. Given enough time and motivation, SCP‑001 could design devices or concepts capable of threatening multiversal stability.
Of additional note: SCP‑001 is documented as the biological mother of SCP‑239, despite medical and anomalous records confirming SCP‑001 has never engaged in sexual activity. The mechanism of conception is unknown.
Containment is impossible, not only due to her abilities but due to her political and administrative power. SCP‑001 is, functionally, the heart of the Foundation. Any attempt to contain her would collapse the organization and provoke destructive retaliation.
For now, O5 personnel simply hope she continues using her brilliance to advance the Foundation's goals.
Clearance Level 5 required. Access requires approval of at least two O5 members.
I finish reading and blink once… twice…
Then I burst out laughing.
"Really? Really?"
The annoyance hits right after the amusement. Who in their right mind thought it was a good idea to write a file on me? I start tracing metadata, encryption signatures, access logs—anything that could give me a clue. Unfortunately, the whole file is scrubbed clean. Completely sterilized.
Which means it was definitely written by an O5.
I lean back, sighing sharply through my nose."I'm not that dangerous," I say to myself—
Then pause.
Okay, I am dangerous.
Fine. If I turned evil, I could probably destroy the universe. Maybe poke a hole or two in the multiverse. Sure. Whatever. So technically the file isn't wrong.
But that's not the point.
If they're going to write a file on me without permission, then it's only fair that I write one on them.
I crack my knuckles, pull up a blank SCP template, and grin darkly.
"Let the documentation war begin."