Scp-049 X Reader Novels & Stories

he said and sipped from the cup of coffee on his desk. “How am I sure they’re still alive?” I asked, I really don’t trust him. He pressed a button on his desk and the wall opposite his desk part ways revealing a big screen with different images displayed on it. They are live feeds of the surveillance cameras in the building, including the one we’re in. He zoomed a particular cam and I saw Clara in a room that has nothing except the single chair she was sitting on. She was putting on a blue top and a blue trousers to match. She started directly at the camera making it look as if she knows I’m watching her. She has an angry look on her face and I could clearly see the number tag on her shirt 0

Chemical conditioning. Then she found something that made her stop breathing. A handwritten note clipped to her file. Subject Twelve shows promise but maintains emotional attachments. Specifically to Subject Four. Recommend separation to complete conditioning. Below that, another note in different handwriting. Subject Four terminated. Subject Twelve's conditioning resumed. "Subject Four," Celeste whispered. "Who was Subject Four?" Her brother took the file. Searched through it. Found the roster. Ran his finger down the list. "Here. Subject Four. Enrolled age seven." He went quiet. "Real name: James Veritas."

The doctor and nurse stood quietly, watching us, not interrupting, but listening. “It seems you know this person, too,” the doctor said, her eyes looking at me. “Do you know what happened?” “She hasn’t told me everything,” I said. “And I don’t want to force her.” The doctor studied Daniela for a long second. “Who could do this to her that she is so terrified” “Mr. Fourth,” I said without thinking about what that name could do if the words get out The doctor’s brows drew together. “Do you mean Albert Fourth, owner of Nexuses?

Jaxter said as he stood up and walked toward the center of the room. Hayle and Jacob watched Jaxter move away, then exchanged glances, both realizing how dangerously close they had been to a psychopath. “Roberto! Search for any member with the serial 4401 in the Golden Circle. Contact 001 and tell him I’m requesting special access to 4401. Once you find him, bring him here alive! I’ll deal with this little rat myself,” Jaxter commanded, his voice cutting through the cold mountain air.

“Kaid, this is not your fault. I insisted. And if I hadn’t gone, I wouldn’t have found another clue.” Thane looked up sharply. “What clue?” I pulled in a breath, steadying my voice. “When Mr. X tried to read my memories, I… I was able to read his too. I saw someone. Someone who could fix the wolves. Like, put their wolves back where they belong. I even caught his name tag.” They all went silent, listening. ——— Skip to an hour later. The security room glowed with harsh blue screens, the steady hum of electronics filling the silence as I typed in the name from Mr. X’s memories.

She could hear animalistic sounds coming from outside and while she was glad that they had not been killed, she wasn’t so sure about this time. She could hear the snapping of bones and she knew that the fight got more serious than it was before. Right outside, Alpha Xander stood above Alpha Norman. “Spare me please.” He begged. Xander wanted to spare him so he could be an example to other Alphas who wanted to be over ambitious. He needed to remind them that this was his territory and nothing happened without his permission. But then he looked at the three girls whose lifeless bodies lay in the grass. He made up his mind.

I recalled Dela Merced kissing me during the filming once again. I wasn't anticipating that move. I gave a headshake. "Fucker, go ahead and put the line down so I can go to the place and attach the bombs," I said. She simply nodded in agreement before the call was terminated. I stood up from my computer and printed the blueprint that Noella had given me. After tying my hair back, I entered my walk-in closet and activated my built-in vault by pressing a secret button. My hidden compartment became visible as the large picture in the center of it started to move. After having my finger print verified, I scanned it and opened the vault.

"The encrypted server where we’ve been logging the Swiss medical reports for your mother... it was accessed three hours ago. The coffee cup in my hand trembled. "What? By who?" "Internal credentials," Adriana said, her voice dropping to a sharp, dangerous edge. "Someone in your personal security detail, Xavier. Someone with Level 4 clearance. Xavier’s grip on my waist tightened so hard it was almost painful. The protective beast I had seen at the docks was back, his eyes darkening into voids of cold, lethal fury. "Who?" "Marcus," Adriana replied.

She'll excuse her from the sister's code lecture because the shitty condition she was in couldn't even allow her to open her mouth and start a baseless lecture. Besides, she didn't want to argue with her, she wanted to hug her so tight. Feel her body against hers, have her Rolling her eyes and muttering that she was dramatic and she had not risen from the dead, anything to convince her this was not a dream. She was back, really back. *** Xavier stared at Maya who looked as pale as death, hovering at the door even as he closed it behind him. "Jesus, I'm too weak to rape you, don't you think, come a bit closer?"

My heart almost flying out of my chest as I stared into the beast face. I screamed and crawled upward, terrified. It took a few steps and swung his left hand. I covered my face, waiting. But nothing happened. Strong bone cracking and flesh rearranging rang in my ears. I let my hand down and opened my eyes. Standing before me was a naked Xavier. My eyes went up, refusing to go down as I quivered. “The clothes,” he ordered. I nodded, but didn't move. He watched me then walked over and took the clothes on the floor that Maya had left.