Scp-016 Novels & Stories

Each one filled with a liquid the color of bone. And inside... I stepped closer. My blood turned cold. Faces. Not just any faces. Mine. Younger. Older. Modified. Broken. Each one labeled: Subject A01 Subject A02 Subject A07 - Prime And beneath it, the words: Cloning Viable. Transfer Pending. The tanks began to hiss. One by one, the seals started to disengage. — —Sophia’s POV The outer corridor was colder than I expected. My boots slid across black ice as I moved, fast, careful not to jostle Irene.

Everyone were in the state of puzzled and curious, when the heard that Sasu were clearing his throat. Naturally as this were going on, no one were stopping and stand still, they all still have their own personal duty, and the massacre of the Yulga Family still continues, despite the comical incidents that were happening right at the moment. “This Sasu, Secret Service Agent, Head of the Presidential Security Personnel, Agent Number, 001…Requesting Direct communication line with Aeternum Person of Interest, Code Name…Dragon 01…”.(Sasu)

His body jerked — the glow in his eyes pulsed violently. “Jax?” she gasped. He staggered back, gripping his head. “They— they’re— controlling—” His words broke off in static. Then his voice changed — colder, mechanical. “Target located. Subject S-01 confirmed.” Sienna’s blood ran cold. “No.” Chase swore. “They’re puppeteering him!” She stepped forward, desperate. “Jax, fight it! It’s me! You know me!” For a flicker, his eyes cleared — just a second. “Run, Doc.”

I needed to tell Susan to get a dozen more for the weekend, or I would suffer withdrawal symptoms. “Did he tell you anything else?” I asked, bringing her coffee and the cupcakes to the table. Trisha sat down opposite her. Amy raised her eyebrows, like gathering her thoughts through the fog of exhaustion in her head. “He was born there when the asylum was still open, and remained there after the courts closed it. Plenty of bad vibes around to feast on for centuries. He’d never paid attention to the living until our lovely Haunter came around. Looks like he started calling on any and all entities around. He invited them to use his and his teammates’ energy to manifest. Kujo thought why not try

“Sixteen test subjects.” “Sixteen failures.” “And one success.” Kessler’s gaze remained locked on him. “Where did you obtain this information?” Victor ignored the question. “The successful subject was registered under a research ID.” Kessler’s fingers rested lightly on the table. “Which ID?” Victor held his gaze. “S-V-017.” For the first time, Kessler’s composure shifted. Only slightly. But Victor noticed. The doctor leaned back slowly in his chair. “That’s… an interesting claim.”

*Test subjects. Aleksandr stepped forward, studying the nearest chamber. The label read: SUBJECT 017 – STATUS: ACTIVE Suddenly, the figure’s eyes snapped open. A sharp alarm blared through the lab. Elena’s heart pounded. “We need to move, now.” Hydra’s Trap Above ground, Dante and Luca had infiltrated the facility’s control center. Screens flickered with security feeds—guards mobilizing, alarms flashing red. Luca swore. “They knew we were coming.”

"The 'Holding' protocol has expired. Repossessing raw materials." "Raw materials?" I yelled, the Red Blood surging back to life. I felt the violet spark Silas had left in me ignite, creating a strange, swirling energy that felt like a storm in my veins. "We aren't materials! We’re the ones who survived your 'Graveyard'!" The Null turned its green lens toward me. "Subject 01-A. Identified as: **High-Value Bio-Mass**. Synthesis of Red Blood detected. Recovery of the 'Prime Frequency' is mandatory."

I was gone into the dark . Behind me, Liam's voice broke. "Kaia! Don't do this! Please!" But it was too late. The part of me that could answer him was already gone. Far away, miles underground, in a room lit by monitors and white lights, a red warning blinked on the screen: SUBJECT 07: OPERATIVE. PHASE ONE BREACH CONFIRMED. CONTAINMENT FAILED. RECOVERY PROTOCOL CONNECTED. Dr. Elena Voss put down her cold coffee and stared at the flashing alert.

Mina pressed a button, and the six red dots turned green. She put the tablet down, saluted Stella Grace respectfully, and reported expressionlessly, "I'm number 1666 from the special-forces military. Our leader ordered me to protect you and listen to your instructions. The room has been placed under surveillance. Everything is recorder and taped. Do you need to remove them right away?" "Oh, re... remove them then." Stella stammered, taken back. Stella's cell phone rang. When she saw that it was Jasper's call, she answered immediately.

"My threat perception is going haywire. Something is watching us. And it’s not human." Haley, who was currently typing furiously on her pink laptop while walking backward, suddenly stopped. "Uh, guys? I’m picking up biological signatures. Two of them. Massive ones. But... the heat signatures are weird. They’re indistinguishable from the background cold." "That’s because they don't have body heat," Olivia said calmly, not breaking her stride. "They are the Gravekeepers. Chimera Subject 09. A perfect fusion of deep-sea gigantism and lupine aggression."