Containment Procedures: SCP-5827 is to be contained in a 15m x 15m x 9m containment at Site-██. A twin bed and a small bathroom is to be provided in SCP-5827’s containment. When doing interviews with SCP-5827, the interviewer must be behind a wall of reinforced glass so the subject doesn’t hurt him or her. SCP-5827 is to be fed only raw chicken food from the diet plan that Doctor Francis has created and is to only drink water and tard cum.
Description: SCP-5827 is a twenty-three year old caucasion male, 190.754 cm (6’3) tall and 82 kg (180 lbs) with brunette hair and emerald green eyes of Eastern European descent. SCP-5827 appears to have multiple scars on his body. Subject has black wolf-like ears and a black wolf-like tail. Subject is able to make these appear and disappear, giving him a regular human form, which SCP-5827 has confirmed is his original form. Has a brand on his right shoulder in the shape of a wolf's head. Subject is also able to transform into a 15 ft (457.2 cm) black wolf entity with dark reddish eyes.
Addendum 5827-01: SCP-5827’s eyes usually are a dark reddish color, but it seems when he is around someone he either cares about or doesn’t want to hurt, they turn back to green.
Addendum 5827-02: After an extensive psychiatric evaluation of SCP-5827 conducted by Dr. █████, the subject appears to have autism, depression, anxiety, dyslexia, ADHD, and PTSD.
Addendum 5827-03: SCP-5827 seems to have empathy and sympathy toward
SCP-239. When SCP-5827 hears any threats toward SCP-239 or sees her in danger, the subject will become enraged and will attack the threat.
Addendum 5827-04: To date, SCP-5827 has requested:
- One phone call (denied).
- Healthy food such as vegetables, fruit, and cooked meat. (granted).
- Sleeping medication (granted).
- Anxiety medication (granted).
- A therapist (denied: Due to risks of the subject hurting the therapist.)
- Training sessions with SCP-239 (granted: SCP-5827 is to be allowed 2 hours of training with SCP-239 twice a week, with a lunch break in between hours).
- Depression medication (granted).
- A guitar (granted).
Addendum 5827-05: SCP-5827 seems to be immune to
SCP-053. When experimenting with the two, SCP-5827 was in there for 20 minutes and showed no signs of being affected by SCP-053. When he was asked if he felt strange in any way, SCP-5827 only said that he felt nauseous during the first 6 minutes, but then felt better afterwards.
Addendum 5827-06: Before he got his memory erased, SCP-5827 didn’t like it when someone asked about his scars.
See the follow up interview.
Addendum 5827-07: Due to SCP-5827’s wolf-like ears and his strong sense of smell, he is able to smell and hear things from a 30 mile radius.
Addendum 5827-08: When SCP-5827 gets really angry and enters rage mode, his sclera glows red along with his pupils.
Addendum 5827-09: SCP-5827 is to be given 2 hours of combat training by
MTF Alpha-9 ("Last Hope"), if the subject is hurt from either combat training or on the field, he is to go to the infirmary if it’s serious.
Addendum 5827-10: SCP-5827 speaks 4 languages, English, French, and Spanish.
Addendum 5827-11: SCP-5827 is to work out 3 times a week under the supervision of Dr. Francis.
Addendum 5827-12: SCP-5827 is able to punch through material such as, titanium, bone, tungsten, concrete, iron, and even dented SCP-148.
Addendum 5827-13: SCP-5827 can be calmed by the sound of guitars playing, and can also be calmed by the smell of lavender, vanilla, cinnamon, pine, valerian, roses, jasmine, citrus, baby powder, peppermint, pumpkins, apples, rosemary, lemon, and fresh-cut grass.
Addendum 5827-14: During field missions, SCP-5827’s signal is always his howl, which can be heard from 12 km (7.45645431 miles) away. It’s actually not a bad signal when the mission is in a forest because the Serpents Hand or Chaos Insurgency soldiers just think it’s a regular wolf, until it’s time to attack.
Addendum 5827-15: SCP-5827 has a very bad reaction to touch due to all of his trauma.
Addendum 5827-16: SCP-5827 has said that his name is William ████████, but after further research, the foundation discovered that William ████████ was supposedly murdered at ██████████ High School in ████ by Brian ██████ who was arrested two days later.
Addendum 5827-17: SCP-5827 is allergic to chocolate. Yep.
Origin: SCP-5827 came to the foundations attention on April 25, ████ when Lieutenant █████ ████████ reported a wolf like entity at a campsite in █████████ ███████████ ███████████ in ███████, New Hampshire attacking civilians. However when
MTF Delta-5 came to where the lieutenant said the creature was, they didn’t find any bodies or wounded civilians. When asked why there weren’t any wounded civilians or corpses, █████ said there were bodies and wounded and someone must have called the paramedics before MTF Delta-5 arrived.
Interviewed: SCP-5827
Interviewer: Dr. Francis
<Begin Log>
Dr. Francis enters the glass area and taps on the glass, SCP-5827 wakes up, and starts to panic
SCP-5827: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Dr. Francis: I am sorry for waking you SCP-5827, I’m Dr. Francis, I’m here to interview you.
SCP-5827: Oh, right, sorry doctor. Just a little on edge from today’s experiments.
Dr. Francis: It’s alright, are you ready to answer some questions?
SCP-5827 stays silent
Dr. Francis: I’ll take that as a yes.
SCP-5827: Fine.
Dr. Francis: Do you have any hatred towards any of the staff here?
SCP-5827: Not really, you guys are just doing your jobs, but there is something about that Dr. Clef that I do find suspicious. I didn’t like the way he looked at Sigurrós during the first time we met.
Dr. Francis: Alright I’ll talk to him later, can you tell us why you were at that campsite we found you in New Hampshire?
SCP-5827: I was trying to celebrate my twenty-third birthday with my twin brother, ██████.
Dr. Francis: Can you describe your brother?
SCP-5827: He looks like me, except he has slightly darker hair than mine and instead of green eyes, he has bright blue eyes. Also he has a scar across his left eye, not sure where he got from though.
Dr. Francis: Is he like you?
SCP-5827: Not really, he’s very strong and surprisingly fast.
Dr. Francis: Okay, excuse me for a moment.
Dr. Francis leaves the room to talk to some other scientists, then returns and sits back down
SCP-5827: May I ask what that was about?
Dr. Francis: All I can tell you is that we might need a blood sample from you later.
SCP-5827: Okay.
Dr. Francis: Alright, so tell me this, why weren't there any bodies or wounded civilians when Alpha Strike came to pick you up?
Subject seems to be confused
SCP-5827: What do you mean?
Dr. Francis: The lieutenant that reported you said that there were wounded and possibly dead civilians.
SCP-5827: I don’t know what you’re talking about, I didn’t kill or hurt anyone.
Dr. Francis: Then why were you in wolf form when we picked you up?
SCP-5827: Because I was trying to protect myself! I was planning to make a run for it, but you tranquilized me and then brought me here.
Dr. Francis: I’ll talk to the lieutenant about this. You sure you didn’t kill or hurt anyone?
SCP-5827: I swear to God I didn’t.
Dr. Francis: Why don’t we wrap it up?
SCP-5827: Agreed.
<End Log>
Follow Up Interview
<Begin Log>
Dr. Francis: How are you feeling?
SCP-5827: Not the best!
Dr. Francis: Experiments went bad?
SCP-5827: Yes, you all tortured me! That’s why I hate it here!
SCP-5827 seems to be crying
Dr. Francis: SCP-5827 I’m going to need you to calm down if we are to do this interview.
SCP-5827 calms down after five minutes
SCP-5827: Okay, I’m good now.
Dr. Francis: Alright, what is your name?
SCP-5827: William ████████.
Dr. Francis: Okay, when you transform into the wolf, does it hurt?
SCP-5827: Yes.
Dr. Francis: Are you in any way related to
SCP-953?
SCP-5827: Who?
Dr. Francis: SCP-953, fox lady, has nine tails?
SCP-5827: Never heard of her.
Dr. Francis: Okay, are you immortal?
SCP-5827: Not that I'm aware.
Dr. Francis: When did you realize that you had this “condition?”
SCP-5827: When I was 4 years old. I accidentally broke my brother's toy by blasting it.
Dr. Francis: Where are you from?
SCP-5827: Originally?
Dr. Francis: Yes.
SCP-5827: Okay, I’m from ██████, New York, I used to live in the suburbs with my family until I was 18 years old.
Dr. Francis: Okay, why did you request a guitar?
SCP-5827: The sound of the strings strumming soothes me, it reminds me of the times when things were better before all of this happened to me.
Dr. Francis: You play?
SCP-5827: Yes I do.
Dr. Francis: Interesting. How exactly did you get all those scars?
SCP-5827 starts tearing up again
Dr. Francis: SCP-5827?
SCP-5827: I don’t want to talk about it.
Dr. Francis: Why?
SCP-5827 slams his fists on the table
SCP-5827: Look some things are better left unsaid, so let’s leave it at that!
Dr. Francis: Okay, okay, maybe some other time. Can you tell us about that brand on your shoulder?
SCP-5827: I guess. It was branded on me when I was about 14 or 15 by my brother.
Dr. Francis: Why would your brother do that?
SCP-5827: Oh, I don’t know. We were so young and he was always hanging out with his friends. They always played tricks on me. This one time at our 12th birthday, he and his friends scared me with this illusion tech and made me see monsters before my eyes.
Dr. Francis: And how did your brother acquire such tech?
SCP-5827: I actually don’t know. He never told me. The illusion looked so real though.
Dr. Francis: We’ll try to look into this. Did he ever apologize for what happened?
SCP-5827: No, but I’m sure he was going to and just, slipped his mind.
Dr. Francis: So a couple of days after you arrived here you asked for a phone call, who did you want to contact and why?
SCP-5827 looks up and glares at Doctor Francis
SCP-5827: That’s none of your business.
Dr. Francis: Actually it is, now answer the question.
SCP-5827 growls aggressively
Dr. Francis: Please answer the question.
SCP-5827: I was going to call my friend, █████ okay?
Dr. Francis: What for?
SCP-5827: To let her know that I’m okay and I won’t be coming back for a while.
Dr. Francis: So this █████, is she someone special to you?
SCP-5827: Yes. She’s my first and only friend. I miss her so much and I just want to talk to her.
Dr. Francis: Does she know about your, situation?
SCP-5827: Yes, but she accepts it and it doesn’t bother her.
Dr. Francis: Okay, we’ll have to look more into this, if she causes any distractions when you are doing field work for us.
SCP-5827: What? NO! YOU BETTER NOT LAY A HAND ON HER! SHE’S DONE NOTHING WRONG!
SCP-5827 growls more aggressively at Dr. Francis and his sclera starts to glow
Dr. Francis: Okay, please calm down!
SCP-5827: Just please, don't hurt her.
Dr. Francis: We won't, we'll just erase her memory, does that work?
SCP-5827: I guess.
Dr. Francis: Okay.
Dr. Francis looks at the other scientist
Dr. Francis: Make sure we wipe his memory after this interview.
Dr. Sherman: Right sir.
Dr. Francis: Alright, why do you care so much about SCP-239?
SCP-5827 takes a few deep breaths before responding
SCP-5827: She… reminds me of myself.
Dr. Francis: Why?
SCP-5827: She is seen as a monster like me. She also never got to grow up with a father, like me and-
Dr. Francis: You didn't grow up with a father?
SCP-5827: No I didn't. That little girl and I are more alike than you think.
Dr. Francis: I'm sorry. But at least she grew up here where it’s safe.
SCP-5827: No, no, that is not how a child should grow! A child should have a family, friends, and people to love and care about you! Not be locked up in here since birth, get experimented on, and be seen as some monster!
SCP-5827's sclera start to glow red
Dr. Francis: Calm down, calm down. We raised her in here to protect her.
SCP-5827: You should be protecting her from you guys!
Dr. Francis: 5827 we are moving on from this! SCP-239 is fine, she's 100% perfectly safe here.
SCP-5827: NO ONE IS SAFE HERE! Ask all the Class-Ds and SCPs that are dead now! Oh wait that's right, you can't!
Dr. Francis: Okay, calm yourself. We will think about what you have said today and maybe consider you being SCP-239's teacher.
SCP-5827 seems to be surprised
SCP-5827: Really?
Dr. Francis: Yes really. She wants to see you again.
SCP-5827: Okay, sorry for being so aggressive.
Dr. Francis nods his head
Dr. Francis: Do you have any knowledge of
The Scarlet King?
SCP-5827: The what now?
Dr. Francis: The Scarlet King.
SCP-5827 is oblivious to the subject
SCP-5827: No, I don't.
Dr. Francis: Okay, last question and then we're done for today.
SCP-5827: What is it?
Dr. Francis: Are you aware that the lieutenant that reported you was your own twin brother?
SCP-5827: What?! No, it can't be! █████ loves me, he just has a weird way of showing it! He wouldn't!
Dr. Francis: Well, we checked your blood and it's a match.
SCP-5827: Show me!
Dr. Francis pulls out a picture of Lieutenant █████
Dr. Francis: This is the lieutenant. Does he look familiar?
SCP-5827: This can't be happening!
SCP-5827 seems to be having an anxiety attack
Dr. Francis: 5827 please calm yourself.
SCP-5827: NO, NO! I CAN'T! I CAN'T! NO!
Dr. Francis: I'm going to need you to calm down-
SCP-5827: YOU CALM DOWN! MY OWN BROTHER HAS BETRAYED ME! I'M GONNA KILL HIM THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIM!
Dr. Francis: Why don't we take a break?
SCP-5827 turns into the wolf, runs at the glass, shattering it, and roars aggressively at Dr. Francis
Dr. Francis: Okay we're done for today!
Dr. Francis runs out of the containment room with SCP-5827 directly behind him
Dr. Francis: WE HAVE A CONTAINMENT BREACH, INITIATE LOCKDOWN! AND GET ME LIEUTENANT █████ FROM MTF DELTA-5.
<End Log>
Dr. Francis’s Note: SCP-5827 clearly requires further processing and all memory of █████
should be completely erased from his mind just so there’s no distractions when he’s on the field. I think that SCP-5827 could be a great teacher for SCP-239, this could be very good for her and the world.
Addendum 5827-18: After SCP-5827 was interviewed the second time, attempted to escape and failed, the doctors used the educational methods of brainwashing to make him lose his memory of who he was in order to make sure he’s loyal to the foundation. However he has kept the memory of SCP-239 and his brother for reasons that the staff are still unable to understand.
Interviewed: SCP-5827
Interviewer: Dr. Clef
<Begin Log>
Dr. Clef enters the glass area
Dr. Clef: Wake up 5827, we have an interview to do!
SCP-5827 wakes up from his nap
SCP-5827: Okay, okay. Wait, where’s Dr. Francis?
Dr. Clef: Dr. Francis is at his son’s tenth birthday party and won’t be back until next week, so I'm taking over until then.
SCP-5827: Understood.
Dr. Clef: Okay, do you have any memory of SCP-239?
SCP-5827: Of course I do. I remember Francis saying that you would consider allowing me to teach her how to control her powers, was that accepted or what’s going on?
Dr. Clef: It was accepted as long as you don’t do anything dangerous.
SCP-5827: Don’t worry I'll make sure nothing happens to her, I promise.
Dr. Clef: Good, I don’t want more Santa's running around my facility.
SCP-5827: Excuse me?
Dr. Clef: Never mind that. Do you remember your previous containment breach?
SCP-5827: I never tried to breach containment, sir.
Dr. Clef: Okay, do you know anything about the The Scarlet King?
SCP-5827: I think Francis already asked me that.
Dr. Clef: Well I didn’t, so answer the question.
SCP-5827: I’m going to tell you the same thing I told Francis, no I don’t.
Dr. Clef: Do you know your name?
SCP-5827: I am SCP-5827, also known as “The Night Beast.”
Dr. Clef: No I mean your real name.
SCP-5827: I don’t know my name.
Dr. Clef: Okay, how do you feel about going on field missions even though you’re an SCP?
SCP-5827: I guess it’s nice to help out you’re foundation, even though I think some of the SCP’s deserve better.
Dr. Clef: Okay, do you know someone named █████ ██████ ███████?
SCP-5827 seems to be in deep thought
SCP-5827: Not sure. It sounds familiar though, who is she?
Dr. Clef: No one important.
SCP-5827: If she’s not important why did you ask me about her?
Dr. Clef: It’s NOT important.
SCP-5827: Yes sir.
Dr. Clef: Alright, do you remember how you were contained?
SCP-5827: Yes, that terrible excuse for a brother betrayed me.
Dr. Clef: Do you get fleas or ticks?
SCP-5827: Is this a joke?
Dr. Clef: No.
SCP-5827: Well, I did last Monday, worst day of my life I tell you.
Dr. Clef: What is your purpose in life?
SCP-5827: Not sure, what’s The Scarlet King’s?
Dr. Clef: What do you mean?
SCP-5827: You all keep asking me about this Scarlet King, but have failed to tell me why it has anything to do with me or what he is.
Dr. Clef: Listen for now it’s classified to you, so we’ll stop asking you about it.
SCP-5827: Fine. As long as it doesn’t affect me or Sigurrós.
Dr. Clef: It doesn’t. So this isn't one of the questions, but I have to know, who were your parents?
SCP-5827 looks confused
SCP-5827: Why would you want to know that?
Dr. Clef: Just wondering.
SCP-5827: I don’t know. I don’t remember them.
Dr. Clef: Dr. Francis said you failed to answer this question, but I'm going to ask anyway. How did you get that many scars on your body?
SCP-5827: I actually don’t remember.
Dr. Clef: Okay wolf, do you really see yourself as a monster? Francis told me that you said that people see you and SCP-239 as monsters.
SCP-5827: Yes, look at me. I’m literally called a beast. I can make people see their worst fears and memories. Look at my eyes, look at my claws, my teeth, my ears, my tail, and I killed people when I didn’t want to. My nightmares are all the same and it keeps repeating over and over and over again. I JUST WANT IT TO STOP!
SCP-5827 starts to sob
Dr. Clef: I’m so sorry, 5827. So that's why you care so much about 239?
SCP-5827: Yes, I don’t want her to end up like me when she grows up. A terrible monster that everyone fears and hates when they don’t even know you.
Dr. Clef: Anyway, it’s time for lunch. I will see you for your experiment at five.
SCP-5827: Alright I'll see you there.
<End Log>
Dr Clef’s Note: SCP-5827 seems to just be traumatized by whatever happened to him in his past. His interview before the one I gave him just proves it. He was tortured by his brother as a kid, probably didn’t have a lot of friends before █████
, doesn’t know his father or mother, and clearly fears himself and his powers. I was surprised that he had so many terrible things happen to him. I thought he was going to ask me to throw him a bone.