Scp-006 Novels & Stories

The heat was unbearable, the stale air thick with dust. "You are one minute away," Cyber informed me. “There is one more turn before the vault.” “Easy for you to say,” I grumbled under my breath. “Try crawling through five inches of dirt and sweat, then get back to me.” The vibration of my bracelet confirmed I was close. I reached the final turn and spotted the metallic tile Cyber had mentioned. The adhesive wallpaper concealed the opening, but I quickly peeled it back, revealing the screws holding the tile in place. “Agent 64, I am going to disable the cameras in the room for three minutes. Deactivate the locks of the vault and Grab the diamonds,” Cyber said.

Its rose symbol glowed softly in her palm. The core pulsed violently. A holographic figure materialized in front of her, a younger woman, beautiful and cold, eerily familiar. Not Evelyn. Not her mother. One of the founders. The first architect. The woman’s voice was smooth as glass. “Subject G01 identified.” Scarlett’s heart slammed against her ribs. The hologram smiled. “Welcome home.” No. She slammed the pendant into the slot. The lab screamed. Light detonated. Every screen shattered into blinding white static.

It had no eyes, no mouth, but its presence was a suffocating weight that made the air itself feel like it was drowning. "The biomass is defective," the Herald’s voice vibrated directly against their teeth, skipping their eardrums entirely. "Subject 001, your integration with the foreign Anomaly has corrupted your base code. You will be disassembled. Your Pack will be vaporized. The Ark will be reclaimed." "I’m getting really tired of these guys calling me a 'Subject'," Caleb growled.

But her heart wasn’t. And until she knew who D.M. really was, she couldn’t afford to believe any of it. Morning – Ava’s Lab Serena walked in with purpose, her jaw tight. She tossed the tablet onto the table. “Who is Candidate Omega_006?” she demanded. Ava blinked, then tapped quickly. “That’s you.” “And the handler?” Ava paused. “Where did you get this?” “Last data packet from Zurich. It was buried deep.” Ava typed again. A file surfaced. Handler: D.M. No expansion. No name.

The Auditor stayed behind, trying to fool the sensors. June sat in the shadows and opened the locket. No picture inside, only a scrap of paper with a single name. She didn’t recognize it. Subject 001: The Original Baker. June looked at her mother. Sarah stared at the name, face stricken with fear. “Mom?” June whispered. “Who is Subject 001?” Sarah didn’t answer. She just kept staring at June’s stomach, then at the waterfall. At last, she whispered, “June, the computer world didn’t begin thirty years ago. It started with your grandmother. And the woman we saw in the office... she was not just a CEO."

Her silence said I wasn’t wrong. I handed her another page. An image. A freeze-frame from an internal Biotek feed. Her hands shook. “They had video?” “Yes. That’s how they knew. That’s how they saw his eyes.” Sophia closed her eyes. “This is sick.” “They think it’s science.” “They’re monsters.” I didn’t disagree. “And what’s the plan now?” she asked. “Get in. Shut down CAVERN ZERO. Destroy the master database. Then track every high-value operative tied to the AJ-series. One by one.”

His hair was snow-white, his features impossibly sharp, and his eyes—shining through the high-definition display—were a bright, glowing, unnatural violet. "Good evening, city," the man's voice echoed from every street speaker, smooth, cultured, and chillingly familiar. "This is Richard Kelvin. A security breach has occurred tonight at one of my corporate residential sectors. A dangerous fugitive and his accomplice have stolen high-value asset blueprints." The screen shifted. Vivian’s breath hitched in her throat, a cold spike of absolute horror piercing her chest. Displayed in massive, crystal-clear definition across every screen in the entire city were two high-resolution facial scans.

Sleek, dark, winged with red scanner lights that cut through the mist like eyes. Romeo cursed under his breath. "They found us faster than i thought". Jessica's breath trembled. "How?" Romeo glanced back at her. "Because Helix never stops watching". The lead drone spoke in a metalic snarl: "IDENTIFIED: SUBJECTS 06 AND 09. RECAPTURE PROTOCOL ENGAGED". Jessica froze. Aurora started to cry softly. Romeo stepped in front of them both. "Over my dead body".

No matter how handsome he is, I shouldn't be dazzled because he seems to be the one who kidnapped me. I don't know what he needs from me. I just saw him now so it's impossible that I'm in arrears with him and even though I'm artistic and cursed, I'm not that bad to be kidnapped! But maybe he's one of my creepy stalkers? I was startled when our eyes met again. He smirked as he looked at my body as if he could see me undressed in front of him. I couldn't wrap my arms around my body, so I backed away. I was only a few steps away but I immediately stopped because my body seemed to stiffen, my legs stopped walking on their own as if they had a mind of their own.

I take a sip of my scotch And I dial a number, if there's one person in this world who hates Matt more than me It's Jamal Admos Ring Ring Ring "Whose this" he growls out "I have a business proposal for you"I smirk tracing the rim of my glass "And what exactly is that" he states in a cold tone "Well Mr Admos we both want Zuri but there is something we both want more as well" I smirk "Stop with the fucking riddles and get to the point" "We want Matt dead" The line goes quiet "We'll talk in the morning Viper", he hangs up