Scp 138 Novels & Stories

I need to find a way to send a message to Xavier. After I exit the room, I close my cell door behind me, giving me more time to escape. With Craig passed out on the ground, he won't be calling for help anytime soon. I make my way through the hallways. I've been down here so many times, I know exactly where to go. I take an immediate left, running silently towards their security room. I slowly open the door, to find it unguarded. I quickly run to their main server, and remove the first charm from my bracelet, inserting it into the memory card slot of the computer. Immediately I can see files being transferred onto the charm. With no time at all, all the files have been copied.

“Anything, Alpha! I will do Anything you say!” “I’ll do whatever you command!” “Your will is ours, Alpha!” “ Okay enough now, just stop your useless plea and pay attention to what I'm going to say.” They nodded fervently, catching on my every word. “I want you to scare Abby… completely terrorize her to the point where she is scared for her life, looking over her shoulder at every turn and jumping over every shadow that crosses her path. I want her to see the threats in every corner… to wake up, screaming from nightmares about what's coming for her."

I gripped Mara's hand tighter as she stumbled, her small legs struggling to keep pace. "Here!" Saskia skidded to a halt before a blast door marked CONTROL CORE. She pressed her palm to the scanner—it flashed red. "Dammit, he locked me out!" Nolan shoved her aside, wiring his EMP device into the panel. "Stand back—" The explosion blew the door off its hinges. Inside, the Pulse generator throbbed like a living heart, its central core pulsing with sickly blue light. Countdown displays flashed across every screen: *00:02:17*

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."

I pecked her before leaving her presence and heading to my room for a night rest I slept that night like a baby Episode 16 Whitney pov FEW MONTHS LATER '𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡' I thought starring at my science project, which would be done in few minutes ...... I was in the science lab at school creating a mega robot wing for a science project

The text on the screen was brief, stark, and completely devoid of the panic that usually accompanied a hostile corporate liquidation: Master legacy keys recognized. We see you, New York. If you want the physical manifests of the Apapa Star intact, open a secure audio channel. Lucian’s jaw clenched so hard the bone audibly clicked, his eyes turning entirely black as he stared down at the text window. His possessive, protective instincts flared hot against the dark fabric of his sweater, his hand tightening around the frame of Jade's chair until the leather groaned beneath his palm.

"State the completely classified vocal passcode." Hot, incredibly thick tears of absolute defeat streamed continuously down his dirt-caked cheeks. "Ascension... Protocol... Omega... Seven... Nine... Absolute," Aryan choked out pathetically. "Excellent," Kiara whispered lethally. She elegantly picked up the highly advanced biometric retinal scanner. "Now, forcefully open your entirely pathetic, heavily bloodshot eyes."

lift left in the building. "Damian, hold the lobby," Ethan commanded. "Aria, stay close. If the 'Script' tries to 'Re-Index' your heartbeat, we use the 'Zero-Point' scramblers. We don't talk to it. We don't listen to it. We just find the server and we 'De-materialize' the memory."

They were fast—unnaturally fast. “Signal sent,” Nomo whispered as the tablet chimed. He looked up just as the first creature lunged from the shadows, its jaw unhinging to reveal rows of needle-like silver teeth. He raised his sword, the silver blade humming with his own desperate energy. “Sofia... I hope you’re watching.” (SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) “The signal is coming from the basement levels of Warehouse 14,” Phuwin said, his fingers flying across the keys. “I’m trying to override their security, but someone is counter-coding me in real-time. It’s Klaus. He’s been waiting for us to trip this wire.”

she returned, shrugging in a matter-of-fact expression. Dennis seemed to think about the fact for some seconds, very concerned. Just then, his tablet buzzed and he groaned. "The team from the facility just confirmed that something was taken," he said. "Item 13." A picture of a large, black, seemly plastic containment box marked Item 13 on the side popped up on the screen alongside some strings of letters and numbers Megan couldn't interpret. "What is it exactly?" she asked. "Unfortunately, that information is above your clearance, Miss Months," he replied, "but what I can tell you is that Item 13 out of Olympus's hands is a very, very bad development." He groaned again.