Scp 001 Novels & Stories

"ALERT. BIOMETRIC MATCH CONFIRMED. PRIMARY ASSET ZERO DETECTED. INITIATING FACILITY LOCKDOWN. SECURING SPECIMEN." Before Baraka could move, heavy steel shutters slammed down over the doorway they had just walked through, sealing the Command Room tight. The locks engaged with a heavy, final CLANG. The red screen on the terminal flickered, and the text vanished. In its place, a grainy, pre-recorded video feed appeared. It was a younger Professor Manji. His hair was completely black, lacking the grey streaks he had today, and his eyes burned with a fanatical, scientific obsession. He was sitting in this exact control room, staring into the camera.

Something escaped from that tank and killed him. Harper picked up the clipboard from the skeleton's hand. The last entry was scribbled in shaky handwriting: Subject 001 has breached containment. Protocol failed. May God forgive us. - A.S. "Subject 001?" Harper read aloud. A noise came from the darkness at the back of the lab. Scrape. Scrape. Like claws on metal. The three of them went dead silent. They weren't alone. "Louis," Sebastian unholstered his gun, his hand steady despite the shock. "You said the lab was abandoned."

The screens in the vault suddenly changed again. A single message appeared across every monitor. HELLO MARCUS. Marcus’s smile disappeared. “You shouldn’t have come back.” Another message appeared. YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE EITHER. Sebastian watched the exchange carefully. “You know him.” Marcus didn’t answer. Instead he stepped closer to the console. “Show yourself.” For a moment nothing happened. Then a camera feed opened on one of the screens. Dark room. Rows of computers. And someone sitting in the chair. The mysterious hacker known as Zero.

Project Halo had to be in there somewhere. In one hand, she carried a memory scanner. In the other, her fear. But she didn’t hesitate. Because this was no longer about answers. It was about reclaiming control. She found the mainframe beneath the biometric chamber. Silver wires stretched from the walls like veins, pulsing softly. Ophelia plugged in the device and began scanning the database. Names flew across the screen. Carl Maddox. Subject 04. Immune to psychic abilities. Recruited at age 7 after maternal sacrifice.

And whispered: > “Let’s see who survives being forgotten.” LOCATION: SAFEHOUSE – TECH ROOM TIME: 7:06 a.m. The screen went black. Then white. Then text poured in across the command line. > TARGET: ALL CODE: 000-VAIRO-PHANTOM PHASE 3 INITIATED DELETING… Solene Vairo Morrow Vairo STATUS: UNSTABLE Solene sat still, eyes locked on the terminal. Lucien stood behind her. Not breathing. Then the first alert hit: > Access denied

Lena Sharma, a retired physicist now living in obscurity. The message he typed was brief, cryptic, and urgent: “The RPO is compromised, but the Proxy lives. Thorne Corp has fallen. Initiating Phase 1 of the ‘Phoenix Protocol.’ I need a clean extraction point and a path to the archives, now. I am coming for Elias.”

The siren echoed through the underground tunnel. Loud. Relentless. Terrifying. WOOOOOOO… WOOOOOOO… WOOOOOOO… Nobody moved. Nobody spoke either. Because something about that sound felt wrong. Very wrong. Elliot stared at his tablet. Then looked again. Then looked a third time. “No.” Victor immediately turned. “What now?” Elliot looked pale. Really pale. “The facility is activating Protocol Zero.” He said.

Then his tablet suddenly made a quiet sound. Cairos looked at the screen. His expression changed. I immediately noticed. “What is it?” He did not answer right away. He read the report again. Then he looked at me. “One of my teams found something.” I put down my spoon. “What?” “They found an access point.” My heart began beating faster. “Where?” Cairos turned the tablet toward me. I stared at the information on the screen. The access had not come from outside the Underworld. It had come from somewhere much closer.

“STOP IT!” Adrian's eyes turned completely black. Then gold. Then something worse. Pure white. Architect Prime appeared behind him. He dropped to his knees. Subject One stared in horror. “What is happening?” Charles looked at the screen. His face lost all color. “Elena…” “What?” Charles slowly turned toward her. “The system isn't transferring the Mother into Adrian.” “Then what is it doing?” A new message appeared. ORIGINAL VESSEL RESTORED. ARCHITECT ZERO AWAKENING.

Everyone were in the state of puzzled and curious, when the heard that Sasu were clearing his throat. Naturally as this were going on, no one were stopping and stand still, they all still have their own personal duty, and the massacre of the Yulga Family still continues, despite the comical incidents that were happening right at the moment. “This Sasu, Secret Service Agent, Head of the Presidential Security Personnel, Agent Number, 001…Requesting Direct communication line with Aeternum Person of Interest, Code Name…Dragon 01…”.(Sasu)