Scp 001 Novels & Stories

Her eyes were open—but she didn’t seem to see us. “Oh my god,” Lena breathed. I stepped closer, heart pounding. This wasn’t just some prisoner—--she was a prototype. Subject Zero-One: initiated in Project Echo. I’d read her file once—years ago. She had vanished and been declared deceased because it seems like she wasn't dead. They had just buried her underground. I approached the interface terminal. Most systems were locked, encrypted behind layers of firewalls but one button blinked dimly: Initiate Transfer Protocol. “They were trying to move her,” I muttered. “Somewhere off-grid. Before we got here.”

“I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you the way through the mountains, which is the only way to get through the enemy territory undetected. A lot is at stake with this mission, and I am counting on you both to execute it perfectly. You may now take your leave.” “Sir.” They both saluted before leaving the Colonel’s tent. ! !

“No, no, you said he was getting better. The doctors said he was stable right?” "You brought him here for safety, what's going on Lucas" Lucas crouched by the control panel near the bookshelf. “The security system’s been wiped. But there’s something odd…” He tapped the console, the screen blinked to life, flashing a single encrypted line: “SALVADOR PROTOCOL 01-A: ASSET RECLAMATION IN EFFECT.” Lucas’s heart stopped cold. “Protocol 01-A…” he murmured. “That was my father’s code. From before the fire.”

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.

when she finally recovered from the shock she turned towards dexter only to see him removing his blue contacts and it felt like she felt in love with him all over again looking into those grey pools of death that she had fallen for years ago. "You are right I have a lot of explaining to do but let's start with introducing you to my brother that is my older step- brother Marco McCoy"

But she couldn't mourn her camera's ultimate demise as she wasn't even getting herself. A few seconds later, Dina got herself back, holding her head she shook it vigorously to shake off her dizziness, she had always been abnormal anyways in that she had never gotten sick before so she wasn't surprised she hadn't gotten a headache in all this drama. Dina looked around the area she was in, an orange-like space with nothing but her in it... "Hi, welcome to your soul space, since you're extreme yang, instead of the usual yellow for D-rank, you get an orange, I am your system and I am known as Zero-one, a pleasure to be acquainted with you," Zero-one said in a monotone voice.

He never once enters our class but were all aware of who he is. He is the famous disciplined officer, Sir Christopher Velasco. He was famous for being strict, and no one can pass on his eyes. He punished every student who broke the school rules, and the student council are his disciples, and the leader of his disciples is the SC President, Jennicka. Sir Chris is our homeroom teacher, but he never showed his face in this place once. The cold atmosphere filled the room as he stood in front. No one can look him in the eyes directly; catching his gaze is far too terrifying. They said that his stare feels like reading everything in your eyes, and he can determine if you’re hiding something by jus

“Hello, this is Master Alex of Planet S610, Please report, who you are, why you are this far out and any intel you have on the other ship. “Is this line secure” “Yes”

Moss sat back on the reclining chair and tap his cigarette on the saucer near a vase full of yellow marigolds. "So, you're saying we could only attack at night?" Rat asked, he stood on the back of the black couch while Blanche studied what was inside the microchip on the laptop she had. They're on the abandoned building where Moss can feel a chill down his spine every time, so he planned to follow them wherever they'd go so that ghost can't have him. By now, Blanche must've found and understood what the microchip contained: The blueprint of Hent's mind.

A high-priority system alert screamed across the interface, overriding every security protocol. "Sophia! We have a catastrophic breach!" Zero’s voice broke over the comms, heavily distorted by a rising storm of static. "The 'Shadow' protocol... it didn't delete when we purged the Montgomery servers. It migrated. It found a more compatible, more desperate biological host."