Scp 012 Novels & Stories

SUBJECT M-12 Mira. Her stomach twisted. Adrian saw it too. “Take the tablet,” he said. Elena shifted Mira higher against her shoulder and grabbed it one-handed. The file remained open as she scanned it while Adrian opened the door a crack. M-12. Female. Age 6. Behavioral tolerance unstable. Transfer scheduled. Below it was another file tab. E-01 Elena stopped breathing. Not Subject E. E-01 The original. Her. Before she could open it, footsteps thundered down the corridor.

I pecked her before leaving her presence and heading to my room for a night rest I slept that night like a baby Episode 16 Whitney pov FEW MONTHS LATER '𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡' I thought starring at my science project, which would be done in few minutes ...... I was in the science lab at school creating a mega robot wing for a science project

Oscar spoke into the radio which was followed by more silence. Kimberly looked into her binoculars and saw eight children playing a game of soccer on the open space in front of the huts. She dropped the binoculars and reached for a small carton from her backpack. She removed a stick of cigarette from the pack,lit it and took a long drag. There was static from the radio once again. “Alpha to base over.” Oscar repeated. Three seconds later, the gruff voice of the colonel was heard. “Alpha, this is base over. I read you loud and clear. What is the situation over there?”

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."

Scar comforts Lilith, “She will come and beg me herself, and she will pay for all her lies, today.” “Can I have your phone?” Lilith asks, “Mine is out of battery, but I might need to call for help...” “Sure,” Scar doesn’t hesitate for too long, “The password is 1225.” “Thanks!” Lilith smiles at Scar, and flees before their eyes could meet. Hiding in a corner, Lilith takes out her own phone. A new message waiting for her-- [I’m in. I have got eyes on the target.] Lilith types fast as a reply--

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.

Soon, everyone knew that a woman named Esther Wilder was about to marry Leon. ... Tristan saw the video of Leon proposing to Esther. It was the middle of the night. The house without Esther seemed empty and lifeless. He couldn't fall asleep. The truth was, it had been a long time since he'd had a good night's rest. That night, as he scrolled through his phone, he saw the whole internet buzzing over a proposal video. The moment he clicked on it, his blood ran cold. The thumbnail was Esther's radiant smile. It had been so long since he last saw her smile like that.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

Expression blank. Eyes cold. Behind him— more figures appeared. Different faces. Same emptiness. Same stillness. Fang Jia’s breathing stopped. Because the way they stood— the way they watched— felt horribly familiar. Yichen’s expression changed instantly. Recognition. Not of them specifically. Of what they were. One of them tilted his head slightly. Then spoke. “Subject Zero-One.” Flat. Emotionless. The title echoed through the room like a ghost from his past. “You are ordered to return.”

She punched in the passcode that Scott gave and it eventually opened. "Okay..So, what am I expecting to see here?". she confusedly asked. She saw a couple of round black objects that had a button on the top. "Pick up one and tell me the serial number that was written under it". he said. Travis was silently watching over the monitor. She then recited those numbers and Scott quickly typed it in his laptop. "What's next?". she asked.He stopped for a minute before looking at Travis. "We have no other choice, Bud. It's now or never". Scott said to Travis.