Location: Pune, India – March 7, 2000MCU Context: SHIELD is still laying global surveillance groundwork. Tony Stark hasn't been kidnapped yet. The world turns, oblivious to what is quietly forming in India.
Sagar Jadhav leaned back in his chair, a steaming cup of tea untouched beside him as he reviewed the latest System diagnostics.
System Passive Generation: 1000 units/daySCP Contained: 0Total Units: 1220
He tapped open the Transaction Log:
– Field Agent Ravi (100 units)– Field Agent Meera (100 units)– Logistics Tech Javed (80 units)– Armored Van (120 units)— Total Spent: 400 units
He nodded in satisfaction. The previous three days had yielded steady progress—1000 units per day from the system baseline, totaling 3000 units. After spending 400, he was left with 2600. But today he'd already spent 400 units on foundation personnel and logistics.
That brought him to a total of 2200 units, just as the clock ticked over and deducted the day's early spending.
Final Available Units: 2200
It was time to act.
[Elsewhere – Irkutsk Forest, Russia]
SCP-040-DE remained active, its stitched horrors loping through icy fog. No human eye had seen it yet. The Foundation's grasp was still forming.
The System's logic prioritized proximity over power — and soon, opportunity would strike closer to home.
[SHIELD Listening Post Gamma-7 – Bahrain]
Agent Phil Coulson rubbed his eyes as he reviewed a heat signature anomaly in Siberia.
"No EM output. No tech. And still… something's bleeding into the natural layer."
They flagged it for soft observation. No deployment. No response. Just waiting. Watching.
[Site-00 – Control Deck, 10:44 PM IST]
A sharp ping snapped Sagar's attention back to the console.
[NEW SCP DETECTED – WILD ENTITY]Location: 31 km from Site-00SCP Designation: 989Class: SafeEstimated Containment Difficulty: LowContainment Reward: +100 Units/day
"What do we have here?" he whispered, pulling up the System-generated summary.
Item #: SCP-989
Object Class: SafeDescription: A compound of sucrose (C12H22O11) infused with the chemically impossible molecule H7Xe2O4C8. Stored in a seamless ornate silver shaker marked with the Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. insignia.
When thrown into the air, the compound suspends itself in a crystalline mist for 7 minutes and 18 seconds. It avoids the thrower entirely but will attack any other living being in range—coating their mucous membranes with crystalline formations that cause blindness, deafness, and immense pain. Removal is impossible. Fatality is rare, but damage is severe.
Left alone for more than two hours, the shaker refills itself.
Sagar stood up. "Our first containment."
He activated his wristband communicator. "Meera. Take Ravi, the van, and retrieve SCP-989. Do not activate it. Secure and seal."
[31 km Outside Pune – Abandoned Church Ruins]
Agent Meera spotted the silver shaker resting atop a dusty altar, untouched by decay or dust. A crystalline shimmer floated faintly in the moonlight.
She didn't hesitate. Gloves on. Container ready. The shaker was sealed in a Level 2 secure casing within moments.
"No triggers. No resistance. Returning to base."
[Site-00 – Containment Wing Alpha]
March 8, 2000 – 01:23 IST
The shaker — SCP-989 — was now sealed inside Locker 3B. A sensitive digital scale monitored its mass. Within minutes, the console updated:
SCP Contained: 1SCP-989 (Safe-Class)+100 Units/day added to passive income
Passive Generation Updated: 1100 units/day(Base: 1000 + SCP-989: 100)Next Daily Drop: 23h 57m 52s
Sagar's eyes lit with quiet satisfaction. The math lined up:
Previous Balance: 2600 unitsExpenses Today: 400Remaining: 2200 unitsNext Income: 1100 units in 24 hours
The first brick of the Foundation's empire had been laid.
One Safe-class SCP.
One fully sealed facility.
And no one—not SHIELD, not HYDRA, not even the MC&D syndicate—knew a thing.
"Secure," Sagar murmured."Contain.""...and build."