SCP-XXX is a humanoid female shrouded in what appears to be complete darkness, standing in at 1.5 to 2 m tall; further description of SCP-XXXX is unreliable at best, with multiple witnesses and Agents offering conflicting details and opinions on it's physical appearance. DNA analysis gathered from multiple conflicts with SCP-XXXX have turned up negative, all of it coming from the Agents and/or victims on scene. When hostile, SCP-XXXX has been shown to project angled tentacle like objects from it's cranial region, impaling the target's limbs and groin.
It has been shown the ability to speak and understand at least the English language, but it rarely maintains verbal contact for extended periods of time. Gunfire has proven to be ineffective against SCP-XXXX as it possess unnatural speed and reflexes only matched by standard issue automated turrets, whose effectiveness is questionable. Attempting to engage SCP-XXXX in melee combat is also discouraged, as it mainly gains it's victims by closing the distance between them. SCP-XXXX is one the more peculiar SCP's encountered by the Foundation as it has approached Agents and Foundation Representatives of it's own free will.
Originally encountered in [REDACTED] by Task Force ██████, SCP-XXXX was actually not the focus of the Task Force. Task Force ██████ were in the process of investigating claims of unrelated SCP activity within a High School Football Field, and were on their second week of inspection when SCP-XXXX made it's appearance. Eyewitness's claim that SCP-XXXX merely appeared from the darkened parking lot across from the site and made it's way towards the scene. Task Force personnel then attempted to communicate with SCP-XXXX at a distance, and when that failed, followed the standard procedures when confronted with an apparently non-violent SCP.
Those too failed, and SCP-XXXX continued onto the site, unresponsive to verbal engagements. According to Agent Calloway, upon arriving onto the site, SCP-XXXX then singled out Task Force Leader Commander Marsh, and questioned him on the whereabouts of [REDACTED]. When Commander Marsh responded in confusion, SCP-XXXX attitude turned violent, assaulting Commander Marsh with what appeared to be angular tendrils protruding from it's cranial region, and impaled his limbs and groin upon them. His fellow Agents responded as per protocol, attempting to release Commander Marsh from it's clutches, using their standard issue fire arms in retaliation.
SCP-XXXX fled from the site, Commander Marsh still disabled, and the rest of Task Force ██████ in pursuit. Further investigation of the site unveiled a surprising lack of bodily fluid, contrasting highly with the rather gruesome description of the attack.
Contact with Task Force █████ was then lost for two days and two nights despite the Foundations best efforts. The only known survivor is Agent Sevran Calloway, who was found in an alley unconscious and bleeding, several large gashes marking his upper torso and hands. Cradled in his arms was a digital camera, of which the only known image of SCP-XXXX exists. Agent Calloway was then taken back to Base ████ to be given the Standard medical attention, reevaluation, and reports necessary in cases such as these. The Foundation continues to blockade the city, but no sign of SCP-XXXX or the rest of Task Force ██████ have been discovered as of yet1, 2.
Addendum 1: Review Delivery Incident Report for further study on the possible location(s) of SCP-XXXX. This document has been re-purposed as an example of SCP-XXXX-A's abilities.
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Delivery Incident Report:
At approximately [REDACTED], SCP Task Force Team ████ were on route to Base [REDACTED]with a contained SCP, referred to within this report as Subject 1, to prepare for the Standard Containment Procedures. Their last check in reported their transport as 5.7 miles from the designated drop site, and would arrive within an estimated 20 minutes, as according to protocol. Task Force Team ████ never arrived at the designated drop site.
Task Force Team ████ transport units were found 24 hours later, nearly 30.25 miles off road, and in a near total state of disarray. Worryingly, while the bodies of Agents [REDACTED] were not found, retrieval teams did locate the remains of Subject 1. It's limbs had been strewn across the surrounded field, and it's [REDACTED] thoroughly desiccated to a near unrecognizable extent. The Standard Issue Black Box available in every transport unit was partially recovered and revealed the possible fate of Task Force Team ████.
<Unintelligible Crackling>
Commander Herbert: <FZZZT> -mately 18 minutes and 45 seconds ████. Eyes sharp alright? Something always goes down at <FZZZT>
<Unintelligible>
<Unknown laughter in the background>
Agent: You always say th<FZZZT>ember ████? Nearly gave us <FZZZT>
<Commander laughs>
[5 Minutes pass]
<Unintelligible>
Commander Herbert: -at? Repeat that. I thought you <FZZZT> -t.
Agent ████: We got a <FZZZT> on the road ahead. Think she's waving us down. Should we-
Commander Herbert: With that in the back? I <FZZZT> it. <FZZZT> an- <FZZZT> around.
Agent ████████: I don't know boss she could be a real looker and my bed's been awfully lonely.
Commander: I do not have wo<FZZZT>ow bad an idea that is. We keep <FZZZT>
<Unintelligible>
Agent ████: Wa<FZZZT>. Why does she <FZZZT>
<High Pieced Squealing. Theorized to be rending of metal>
<Unintelligible yelling>
Commander Herbert: Oh what the <FZZZT>. She<FZZZT> to the top! Get <FZZZT> now goddamnit! She's trying to rip a <FZZZT> the SC<FZZZT>
<Unintelligible>
Agent ████: We can't let <FZZZT> If [REDACTED] get's out it'll <FZZZT> the air!
<Gunshots are heard, identified as 5.56 x 45mm, standard issued rounds.>
Commander Herbert: Come on <FZZZT> don't you fucking quit on <FZZZT>
<More screams and Gunshots>
Unknown [Male]: She flipped the fucking <FZZZT>eed ammo!
<High-pitched scream.>
Agent ████: Remember Protocol! Incenda <FZZZT>ades are a no go! Aim for it's <FZZZT> and for the- holy shi-
Unknown [Male]: It's in my <Crackling noise. Identified as Subject 1's involvement.> No no no no n<FZZZT>
<The transmission cuts off for half an hour>
Commander Herbert: I-I can't <FZZZT> This…. this is Commander ████ of Task Force ████. SCP-████ is <FZZZT> fuck I don't know! We <FZZZT> she went straight through the armo-…. no. No, what <FZZZT>orry, it was a mistake, please f<FZZZT>
<Unidentified Sobbing>
Unknown [Female]: I-I… I'm so so<FZZZT>
<Sobbing Intensifies>
Unknown [Female]: They deserve it… all of <FZZZT>ost finished, they deserve it, liars, frauds, traitors, traitors, t<FZZZT> and then I'll be with you C<FZZZT>ether <FZZZT>ever.
<Sound of crunching gravel. Sobbing fades>
<End Transmission>