Before we begin with this story, you should probably check out Doctor Ran's File. Yes, I did not make him up. Is he actually an anthro bird? That's what some in-universe people believe, and so do I. There are some pics of him on Deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/dewery25.....-058-457848681 https://www.deviantart.com/dewery2539/art/Doctor-Rans-SCP-Foundation-TH-446581272 https://www.deviantart.com/dewery25.....-Ran-515621821 https://www.deviantart.com/maxalate/art/Dr-Ran-than-become-a-bird-703160758 https://www.deviantart.com/hunterga.....tion-517322544 And before I forget, here's the link to his file: http://scp-int.wikidot.com/dr-sss-s-personnel-file Now without further ado, let's peer deeper into Misha's story...

Ritch had come over to Misha's room and had just gotten through being shown his troubling finding. "It's not possible...", he said in disbelief. "Does this mean that you're gonna... turn me in?" "Of course not. Not when I know this about O5. I also clearly told you that I would even keep a secret from the Council." "So, what happens now?" "... ... ... I... ... I don't know." "Do you think maybe we should find O5-1? The real one I mean. The original one before this clone O5 Council took over. The O5-1 that sent me all this." "How do we even find him? How do we even know for sure that it's him?"

Just then, without warning, two M.T.F. soldiers stormed into the room with machine rifles trained on the two. "Dr. Ritchakorn Ran." one of them said, "you are under arrest for conspiracy against the Foundation and the O5 Council. SCP-8001, you are under arrest for accessing classified Foundation information and of files breached into the system by the enemy of the Foundation known as the Black Queen. You two must come with us." But before either of the soldiers could react, Ritch pulled off some sort of martial arts moves and quickly incapacitated their attackers before either of them could fire a single bullet. He quickly picked up the two rifles. Just then, everything was bathed in red flashing light and a nightmare-inducing klaxon blared throughout the facility. "Alert." An intercom voice said. "SCP-8001, A.K.A. Misha, and Dr. Ritchakorn Ran are not to be allowed to leave this site. All personnel are ordered to stop them from escaping and shoot to kill if necessary." "Quick, get on my shoulders!" said Ritch squatting down. Misha grabbed his laptop, got up on Ritch's shoulders, and the two made their way through the facility. Ritch didn't want to be charged with murder. These people were just following orders. They didn't even know that they were doing the wrong thing. Thankfully, Ritch was quite the sharpshooter and manages to only hit his target's shoulders, arms, or legs. They only just barely made it out. But, then... just as they were about a mile from the facility and still running... it exploded. The two escaped unscathed, but all personnel were killed. Thankfully, Misha had been the only SCP at this facility.

Later, the two found solitude further out in the woods. Ritch had used some gathered sticks and his two knuckle knives to start a small fire to keep the two of them warm "What the heck happened back there?!" said Misha. "It seems that the Council must've somehow gotten wind of your snooping, as well as me becoming a conspirator. But how?" "The Black Queen mentioned that the Council might have powers of some sort. You don't think that they're all-seeing or anything, do you?" "Let's hope not, or we're as good as dead. As for that explosion, I get the feeling that the council rigged the facility to blow if we escaped to pin it on us." Misha was looking rather worried and scared. "Hey, buddy. C'mere. I usually don't open myself up like this... but I think I'll make an exception for you. I promise that I'll keep you safe as best as I can. I'll also do my best to help you expose the Council for what they really are. If I'm being honest, I never exactly trusted the Council. I always thought that something was never quite right about them. What I- what we've seen here tonight proves it. We're not gonna stop until we free the Foundation from those freaks of science." the young dalmatian snuggled up against the unusually fatherly hawk... and the two renegades soon fell fast asleep in their embrace...

TO BE CONTINUED...