Scp-011 Novels & Stories

“If she’s telling the truth, this contains everything proof of what Richard’s doing, and maybe what he did to you.” I hesitated. “And what if she’s lying? What if this is just another manipulation?” He looked at me over his shoulder, his voice low. “Then we destroy it. And we end this, once and for all.” He plugged the drive into the nearest port. The monitors flickered, code flashing across them like veins of light. Then folders appeared. Dozens. Each one labeled with strings of numbers and names. And then, one that froze my blood. SUBJECT 01 – ELENA DAWSON.

“They want a reclaiming. They’re not attacking the Council nor humans; they’re coming for me.” “Why?” I looked at the last blinking light on the screen. Because I wasn’t the last Echo. Because I was the one who lived. And Subject One wasn’t trying to kill me. He was trying to correct me. That night, I sat alone in the medbay, staring at the old file I’d pulled from Malek’s restricted archives. Subject Eleven: NORA… my mother. Her name was Nora. The file was blurry and corrupted in places. But there were still fragments left—enough to make me wish I hadn’t looked.

CHAPTER 49 *WARNING – THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER HAVE SOME VIOLENT AND SENSITIVE CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE, AND UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS READERS. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED GABRIEL Alex, Neo, and I split up as we reached the house. We went hunting for our targets whose uniforms we could take. When I caught sight of mine, I moved in silence and only when I stood close behind him did I speak in a whispered voice, “Hello there, your shift ends now, time for you to take a nap” I put my hands around his neck and pressed the pressure points till he was unconscious. I quickly stripped him of his uniform and put it on. I dragged his limp body and placed him out of sight. Our men were

I flinched. Xavier’s jaw locked. “That’s the northern perimeter. They feel it too.” Before he could shift form or reach the door, the air behind us stirred, footsteps echoing down the hallway. Elias appeared first, coat unbuttoned, expression grim, his usually composed features hard with alarm. “Alpha.” Rosalyn followed close behind, hair slightly disheveled, eyes sharp with fear she was badly trying to suppress. Maxine stumbled between them, pale, unconscious, half-carried.

"Her mother is beautiful as always in her glass chamber. Yes Sir. Thank you for the confirmation, I'll send her over now." He hung up the phone, scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "Go straight ahead to the marked vehicle parked on the side of the road. Give the officer this and he'll take you to the Mayor." "Thank you," I said, taking it from him. "Alpha One, Hawkeye Bravo reporting for pickup." I spun towards the voice, terror gripping me. It was the man with the tattooed sun. If I'd had the energy, or the slightest hope of finishing him off, I would have leapt for his throat.

asked Joseph after the introductions. “I’m not sure, maybe. Would you mind if I try?” Trisha behaved like a princess, all silk and honey. “Not at all,” Ann replied. She aimed her phone cam at the couch and giggled, showing me the screen. The SLS had detected two humanoid shapes sitting on the couch, two more standing behind it and two smaller ones, standing by the left side of the couch. It was like a family portrait in stick figures. “It can!” I cried, excited. “Lizzie, would you please raise your hand?”

His eyes were rolled back in his head, and he was chanting a sequence of numbers in a language I didn't recognize. ​"What is he doing?" I whispered, my heart hammering. ​"He's not chanting," Dr. Hestia said, emerging from the shadows with a look of pure horror. "He's receiving. Someone has bypassed your scramble, Nora. Someone is uploading a new protocol directly into their neural links." ​On the wall, the numbers Leo was reciting began to appear in blood-red text. ​PROTOCOL: KRONOS. TARGET: 0-1.

"Good, you woke up just in time for the fun." I landed in the middle of the bed, my heart pounding since he had thrown me so easily. I watched from the bed as they hung him from the roof, as I had been before. Making sure he could see everything that was going to happen. Then, he retrieved the box that he had earlier. "I'll heat the needles for you to pierce her Kalis. You should get up there and make sure she is ready." After a moment's hesitation, Kalis climbed up onto the bed with me, settling into my side. He gripped my chin hard enough that it forced my jaw open.

She sat down in the chair, not as a test subject. But as the storm. Somewhere underground, a server blinked online. Inside it, her neural map lit up. And beneath the map, a line of code pulsed red: CORE ACCESS BREACH: HOST HAS INITIATED AWAKE PROTOCOL. SUBJECT 01: NO LONGER UNDER PROGRAM CONTROL. And from a shadowed terminal, a voice whispered: “Pull the trigger. Activate Subject 03. And terminate everything.” Ava sat in the chair, the old leather cold beneath her. But she didn’t flinch.

I stepped forward “Maybe he did. Maybe he believed you’d burn it all down and build something better.” “Or maybe” she said, turning slowly “he wanted me to fail” She walked to the vault at the far end of the room. Inserted the crystal. The biometric scan completed. The wall split open. Inside were files, vials, equipment and a single glowing tablet. She picked it up and tapped the screen. Footage loaded. A child—hooked up, sobbing in a holding cell. Melissa stepped back "That's me." Eleanor's voice on the tape "Subject Zero is stable. Ready for imprinting."