Scp 023 Novels & Stories

Standing just two inches away from each other, alone in a room in the middle of the night He didn't smile.

Anomaly classification revised. Human neural instability confirmed. Interest level reduced. I almost collapse with relief. But the scout sends one final message. Report transmitted. The connection abruptly vanishes. The chamber returns instantly. The silver floor beneath my feet. The Custodian ship around us. Ezra grabbing my shoulders. “Aidan.” I stagger slightly. Matteo rushes forward. “Did it work.” I take a breath. “I think so.” The Custodian speaks immediately. Transmission from the scout has ended. Severiel watches the projection carefully.

He had let his guard down once and they killed his beloved wife… it must never happen again, never. "What did you see?" asked one of his men who entered the room with a concerned expression plastered all over face. He seemed to be an IT specialist. "A black SUV has been parked outside my private apartment for the past couple days ." replied Scarlett. "It must have been them." The IT specialist nodded and quickly got to work, typing away on his laptop as he accessed the security footage around the area. Meanwhile, Scarlett's father was already giving orders to his team of armed men. "We need eyes everywhere," he said sternly. "And we can't let our guard down again."

When I heard the door open I knew it was Blue ,and when I heard a gun go off. Caught inbetween shock and pain, I couldt stop screaming.I felt a prick on my thigh then blackness . The weirdest thing about being unconscious is that; your thoughts still process and things start to make sense. What doesn't make sense is Duncan being alive. What the damn hell ? He was related to Rosa ... He wasn't a Massa. I don't want to regret a decision I took ... I just pray that that; tonight goes as planned.

Matthew replied, "Every information network in the facility can only be accessed by local channels here!" They finally reached a section of pods with a Label Y. They both looked up and saw the subject Y-23T2 still unconscious within. The same dark skin human-looking fiend who caused major chaos some days ago, laying on the other side of the barrier. Matthew dabbed on his watch. Several panels of information manifested in front of him, all with Yaksha's information on it. He also clicked on the button beside the pod until a woman's figure manifested in front of them. Her features and movement were too mechanical to be a human's.

The Siberian wind howled outside the facility, screaming like a ghost mourning the resurrection within. Inside, heat hissed through the vents, fighting off the bitter cold as the lights flickered above Scarlett, Sebastian, and Damien. They moved as onebsilent, precise, deadly. Scarlett’s gloved hand tightened around the biometric scanner as they passed the second firewall gate. Beyond it lay the underground lab that birthed something never meant to exist. Something that bore her face. “Thermal readings show movement ahead,” Damien said, watching the pulsing screen on his tablet. “She’s awake. And she’s not alone.”

“You need to see this. Now.” I turn back to the main display as video feeds from Alaska fill the wall. The collapsed facility site is no longer quiet. Rubble shifts. Ice cracks. The ground pulses with unnatural light. Theo stands in the wreckage. Fully formed now. Scarred but whole. Silver eyes burning with cold intent. And he is not alone. Scottie stands beside him. Alive. Regenerating. The sight hits me harder than any blade ever could. Between them, held carefully as if it is sacred, floats something impossible.

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Sect Leader said to Huo Yan. Huo Yan nodded before turning to Xiao Long and pointing at the three people across from him. “The muscular man over there is named Yao Shan, 17th Seat Core Disciple. The thin man in the middle is called Feng Ying, Core Disciple Seat 13. And the beautiful woman on the left is named Xu Lanyi, Core Disciple Seat 8.” Xiao Long nodded when Huo Yan introduced the three people. He was quite surprised that the woman named Xu Lanyi turned out to be Seat 8.

“I’m keeping him.” But outside the safehouse, two black cars sat idling. Inside, Sabine tapped a file open. A video feed. Noa and Alessio. Kissing. Bleeding. “Phase Three begins,” she said softly. And pressed send. To be continued