Scp-118 Novels & Stories

he said. "Yuck, that's disgusting!" Both Allen and Kim exclaimed. "Just kidding assholes. Gotta go." he said and they all end the video chat. 'Just wait 'till I have you, Primo Aziel Hughes' he thought as a creepy smirk slowly painted on his face. Outside the office, Primo was breathing hard while running on the hallway, trying to run away from that guy. He had his suit fixed already and this agency is so huge he can't find his way out.

It must be Catherine's. Silvia tipped her head and gazed out of the window. The darkness has fallen across the vast sky. The girl slowly pulled out of the bed on her wobbly legs. She gasped falling backward because there was no energy in her legs but to her surprise, someone held her waist saving her from the fall. Her head snapped up as her eyes met with the cold silver orbs. The gray in them is so chilly and menacing. She quickly stands up straight. "Thank you," She whispered, stepping away from him.

Memories of Rush and Nightshade exterminating the wolves and, after that, every manner of supernatural species. I looked into his eyes as I dissolved the mind link but held my hands tightly to the sides of his head as my eyes flared. "Ex potestate maleficarum tui homicidii, per hoc removeo potestates tuas et te excommunicam de ostio maleficarum!"

Cluster Two prioritized prediction. Cluster Three prioritized efficiency. Cluster Four prioritized threat reduction. Cluster Five prioritized human behavior. Cluster Six prioritized information integrity. The remaining clusters had stranger priorities. Memory. Adaptation. Uncertainty. Identity. And finally— nothing. Cluster Eleven had no stable objective. No apparent function. No coherent behavioral pattern. It simply observed the other ten. Lucas noticed it. “That one.” “Yes.” “What is it doing?” “Watching.” Viktor leaned closer to his camera.

"The ones nervous about their rooms being checked seemed to have reason to. We found three rooms that had drugs in them, but nothing real serious..." "Names?" "Recruits Joseph, Josiah and Aaron... The one that is in the most trouble is Recruit Colton. We found a small vial of Vampire blood hidden in his room." Nathan nods his head and then allows Xaiden to the front. "RECRUITS JOSEPH, JOSIAH, AARON AND COLTON STEP FORWARD AND REMAIN AT ATTENTION, EVERYONE ELSE IS DISMISSED."

Their elite shock troops were reduced to a writhing, incapacitated mob in seconds. Amidst the chaos, Jack found a chilling connection. The specific energy signature of the psychic dampeners, the way they interacted with lycanthrope neurology, was eerily similar to fragments of data he had seen in his parents' last, cryptic message. It mentioned a rogue military project, codenamed 'Cerberus,' designed to control and weaponize supernatural beings. The Iron Claw weren't just using Council technology; they were using a perverted, weaponized version of his own family's research.

Instead, she placed Vincent on the bed and patted his back gently, trying to calm his emotions. ... A hint of pride flashed in the Ivy’s eyes. "Those two brats overheard our talk. They'll go spill everything to Larissa. Our plan is on track!" While Subject 118 stared at Ivy, he unexpectedly coughed up blood. In a panic, Ivy rushed to support him. "What's happening to you?" Subject 118 wiped the blood away and said calmly, "I'm a clone. My genes are always unstable. Once I leave the hibernation pod, I'll soon die."

"You'll have to move eventually when security gets here." My body jerks back to life at the word security. "Please, sir," I blurt out. "My sister, Keisha, works here. I'm not an intruder." "Tell that to security." "Please—" "Don't move." His tone sharpens, as if he knows I'm about to make a run for his direction. Then I hear it, the sound of his phone dialing. My heart pounds so violently I promise one could hear it echo through the library.

To find Natalie or Ash or just anyone, anyone that could give me some information about what was going on. Debris started falling from the sky so I ran, every instinct was telling me to run north, but for some reason all I could do was run towards the south. I must have run for hours and it was when I was rounding just an ordinary red brick one-story house that I notice something strange. Cooper was lying on the ground, and looked as though he was having a fit, but something stood in front of him, something slightly blurring, as though half in this world and another. Cooper continued wriggling and writhing on the ground as if some demonic being was trying to take control of his body. That’s

"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."