Scp 001 Novels & Stories

Typical. They moored the vessel in shadow. Rain tapered into drizzle while they climbed across slick rock toward the sealed doors. Luca’s portable scanner hummed. “Code lock requires DNA pair authentication.” Evelyn pressed her thumb to the reader. Nothing. Adrian tried a master override; the system beeped and refused access. Then, almost as if amused, the console lights rearranged into single line text: “Access confirmed – E.H‑Ψ‑01 relay recognized. Welcome home, Evelyn.”

“Run Or become the weapon.” Aurora grabbed Lila. “We’re not running.” She turned to the pods there were lots of them, each of them labeled with a date and a name in her mother’s handwriting, spidery and precise. Subject 001: Failure – 1998 Subject 002: Unstable – 2001 Subject 003: Aurora – 2003

Scott asks Channing. Channing simply nods and turns, walking in the direction of where the human presumably met a very unfortunate end, with Scott following him. “Do you mind if I ask you a few more questions, Alpha?” Detective Doug asks me. Chapter 14 coming soon

He reached up to his chest and unclipped a small, silver military ID tag dangling from his neck collar. In sharp, black engraved letters, the steel tag read: SUBJECT ZERO-ONE. "Hello, brother," Subject Zero-One said, his voice deep, smooth, and identical to Noah’s own. "I've been waiting twenty years to take my real place." Before Noah could say a single word, Zero-One reached into his tactical holster and pulled out a sleek, dark grey remote control–a device completely different from Vance's broken tablet. He didn't point it at the clones. He pointed it straight at the motorboat in the water where Sarah, Clara, and the rest of Noah's family were standing.

Then Adam inserted the card into a small device Nikolai had left with them. The screen flickered to life. Only one file appeared: > NOVA — SUBJECT 01 CLASSIFIED — ABSOLUTE Adam opened it. An image of him as a child appeared. Then a message: > “His memory does not entirely belong to him.” Adam frowned. A second image appeared. Soukania. Then: > “SUBJECT 03 IS THE KEY.” Soukania stopped breathing. Then an image of Alex appeared. > “SUBJECT 04 IS THE VESSEL.”

Deafening in the quiet that followed. *BEEP.* The screaming machines went silent instantly. A message appeared across the main screen, in huge, calm letters. *PROJECT ZERO* *ORIGINAL MEMORY CORE: 100%* *ANCHOR: ETHAN CROSS — CONFIRMED* *PRIMARY SUBJECT: LENA CARTER — CONFIRMED* *FINAL PROTOCOL: READY FOR ACTIVATION* Lena's stomach tightened into a painful knot. "Final protocol?" she whispered. "What final protocol?" Daniel looked at Ethan, his face full of dread.

“Subject 000.” Claire's face tightened. “And?” Mara looked at Elena. “Subject 000-B.” Gabriel stepped forward. “So it requires Claire and me.” Claire looked at Gabriel. “Then let's open it.” They approached the terminal. Claire placed her hand on the scanner. A green light appeared. Gabriel did the same. Another green light. The screen changed. DUAL AUTHORIZATION CONFIRMED. Then: SUCCESSION ARCHIVE OPEN. Hundreds of files appeared.

"Dominic!" I shouted into the sudden blackness. A low growl answered from somewhere behind Adams, deep and inhuman, echoing off the concrete walls of the abandoned station. "He brought me a gift," Scarlett's voice continued through the dead speakers, somehow still carrying power even with every light extinguished. "How thoughtful of him." A pair of burning crimson eyes opened in the darkness across the platform. Subject Zero. "You said alone," Adams stammered, backing away from me, his composure finally cracking. "This was not part of the arrangement."

'Check my Task Panel' Xiara ordered not bothering to hide the commanding tone, but system 019 is already used to her so he just spinned his grey mist body and then turned into a virtual screen, leading its Host to its Task Panel. Opening Host status quo 10...30...50...100 completed Opening Host Task Panel... initiating... loading... Authenticating.... completed Please check your Task panel carefully and do the remaining task as soon as possible Host 019! Keep up the Good work and Goodluck Host 019!'' system 019 prompted. Xiara glance at the virtual screen that displayed her task panel and narrowed her eyes to the 3 scenes left.

Loki smiles and she stares at the staircase, wondering if she should go inside. “I’m Veronica,” she says. “I am—” she begins, but Mia shouts from below, catching me off guard. “KANE, LOKI COME HERE!”