Scp 096 Mountain Novels & Stories

--- Extraction – 0355 hours Sophia met Rafael at the emergency exit as the facility’s alarms blared. “You okay?” she shouted. “Better now,” he said, clutching the drive. “We have what we need. It’s over.” They ran as the mountain rumbled behind them. Snow fell from trees. Flames erupted from hidden vents. Explosions tore through the domes. Sanctum 9 collapsed. Rafael and Sophia, bloodied and breathless, stood on the cliffside as the last of Lazarus died in fire. She turned to him, tears streaking her soot-covered cheeks. “You came back.” He wrapped his arms around her. “I will always come back to you.”

Quimoars carried James to Mount Nine-Saints. When he arrived, he released his Divine Sense. Although there was a formation outside Mount Nine-Saints, his Divine Sense could bypass it and scan the surroundings. He located Mirabelle cultivating in the mountain. “Wait for me outside the mountain, Quimoars.” After James instructed Quimoars to wait for him, he vanished the next instant. He passed through Mount Nine-Saints’ protective formation silently and appeared where Mirabelle was cultivating.

She resorted to curling up in a dirty, cold alleyway at night. This time, no one would be as foolish as Leonard to take pity on her tears. Eventually, someone saw her follow a bunch of Rogues into the mountains, and she was never seen again. Half a year later, Ethan and I had our Mating Ceremony. I wore the sea-blue gown Leba had given me and stood next to the ceremonial bonfire, singing a song as Ethan played the guitar. Lily and Mike made a trip to join us as well. Mike looked at Ethan and smiled at me sincerely. “Congratulations, Mia.”

Luca stated, not a question because he could feel it through the bond. "Yeah." I squeezed his hand. "Different is good." A scout found us at the edge of the old training grounds, a young wolf, barely sixteen, his eyes widened with recognition and fear. "You're alive?" He asked shifting back in fear. "They said you were dead, Caleb said the mountain…" "Caleb is trapped." Luca replied gently. "The mountain didn't kill us, it helped us." The scout stared at him, at the faint silver glow still clinging to his skin, at the calm certainty in his voice. Then he dropped to one knee.

This place is pretty much an SCP Ikea, there's no end tomorrow unless I want there to be and if someone goes too far they can get stuck in another dimension. Jourton: (Jourton having seen a portal open in the closet he walks into it only to find himself standing on a cliff that appears to be overlooking some sort of military camp. Their emblem a Trident with the symbol of Ophiuchus spiraling down the shaft) Rokalees! I have to run! (Starting to turn around Jourton come face to face with the barrel of a laser pistol) Boomstick! Always a boomstick! [End Scene]

David arrived at the base, which had been built in a mountain. It was spacious inside, but it looked like an ordinary mountain from the outside. A staff member received him. Number Nine disappeared after sending him here. Shortly after David left the number 3 landing site, the two who had just watched David and Number Nine fight arrived. The middle-aged man took a closer look at the tree that David had hit with his final blow. “What do you think?” The old man asked.

He breathed in contempt. Taheem walked into the tent, breaking Sheikh's Khalid's train of thoughts and bowed in greeting. Khalid smirked when Omar walked in, holding the American to his side. He watched the girl, her disheveled look as a result of the harsh desert winds and the fear which registered in her eyes he recognized as her fear of him. She looked away. Khalid looked at Taheem without speaking a word and he understood, the man reached out and grabbed Megan's other arm, yanking her free from Omar and pulled her to himself tightly.

Marcus’s pov “YES, BOSS!” they shouted together. The sound shook the walls. I turned to Leo, my second. Big man, scarred face, arms like tree trunks. “Leo. What did the scouts see?” Leo stepped forward. “Remote place, boss. Blackridge Mountains. Like the girl said. One dirt road in. Thick trees all around. Old wooden cabin. One chimney. No cameras. No fence. No neighbors. Quiet. Too quiet.” The men murmured. Some frowned. They expected more.

Soon I finished exploring the campsite but found nothing unusual. "David, check the mountain foot you mentioned," a voice came through my earpiece. I nodded slightly and left the campsite, heading toward the dark mountainside. Occasional animal calls and rustling leaves made me shrink my neck, but thinking of Aaron's tragic death gave me courage to continue. Suddenly, a bright light shone in my face. I closed my eyes and raised my hand to block it. "Stop!" Several burly men appeared before me.

Kelp pov A few days later, Coral and Doc are needed at the hospital for an influx of injuries due to rogue attacks. Mark, Eric, and I were away at the pack house meeting with the rest of the guard not already patrolling the borders. The meeting started and Alpha was sitting listening to the increased security plans. He was having a good day and was giving logical input. I remember thinking maybe he was finally getting himself together. A few of the men were discussing some weird sounds and strange happenings going on around the mountain border with the old empty cabin settled on it. Eric and I looked at Mark as he glanced at the Alpha to see how he responded.