Scp-163 Novels & Stories

The machine suddenly scanned her palm again. IDENTITY CONFIRMED. Then another line appeared. SUBJECT: EVE-01. Celeste's blood ran cold. “No.” Marcus looked at the screen. His face changed. “Eve-01…” Lucien's expression hardened. “What does that mean?” Marcus slowly shook his head. “I don't know.” “You're lying.” “I swear I don't.” A violent metallic sound echoed through the corridor. CLANG. The glass room containing Celeste's father began to change. The walls surrounding him became transparent, revealing dozens of tubes and mechanical arms hidden inside the structure.

It was the song of the core, unique, undeniable, and utterly non-human. MATCH CONFIRMED: SUBJECT 0. "We’re taking her," Vance said, reaching for the radio on his shoulder. "Secure the transport. We’re moving to the Quantico sub-facility." "No," I stepped forward, the restraint finally snapping, but Miller’s hand caught my arm. Her grip was surprisingly strong, her fingernails digging into the fabric of my suit.

𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗖𝗘: VANCE_PRIME. 𝗢𝗕𝗝𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘: RE-CONSOLIDATE CONSCIOUSNESS. 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: BIOLOGICAL COLLATERAL ESTIMATED AT 98%.

Its rose symbol glowed softly in her palm. The core pulsed violently. A holographic figure materialized in front of her, a younger woman, beautiful and cold, eerily familiar. Not Evelyn. Not her mother. One of the founders. The first architect. The woman’s voice was smooth as glass. “Subject G01 identified.” Scarlett’s heart slammed against her ribs. The hologram smiled. “Welcome home.” No. She slammed the pendant into the slot. The lab screamed. Light detonated. Every screen shattered into blinding white static.

“Sixteen test subjects.” “Sixteen failures.” “And one success.” Kessler’s gaze remained locked on him. “Where did you obtain this information?” Victor ignored the question. “The successful subject was registered under a research ID.” Kessler’s fingers rested lightly on the table. “Which ID?” Victor held his gaze. “S-V-017.” For the first time, Kessler’s composure shifted. Only slightly. But Victor noticed. The doctor leaned back slowly in his chair. “That’s… an interesting claim.”

That was enough to snap me out of my daze, but it apparently did nothing for the guy who was still looking at me. I was still trapped, and I shot my brother an SOS look, but he just shrugged and waited for Six to finish his weird staring. He just got up and left. "What was that about?" Noah asked once. Six was gone, "Like I know! He just came here, demanded that I leave the car, and then he had me trapped against it for however long," I replied. "Ten minutes, he said.

Sable’s POV The helicopter sliced through the night sky like a black blade. I sat in the rear seat, eyes fixed on the monitor in front of me — a single flashing symbol: the serpent insignia of the Order, flickering like a heartbeat. “Data core transfer at ninety-eight percent,” the technician said nervously beside me. His hands shook as he worked. “We salvaged everything from the facility before the explosion, ma’am. The genetic archives, the experiment files, and—”

"Once you enter the inner camp, your number is your only identification." Hayley took the bands. No. 7913, No. 7914. The numbers stirred a memory: the level-six mental-variant zombie at the castle, labeled No. 3. "Don't lose it." The voice came softly from A51. Hayley looked at her. But the woman had already returned to her detached routine, calling the next name as if nothing had happened. "Come on," Winona said, taking Hayley's hand and pulling her forward. Behind them, A51's voice stayed flat and mechanical as she continued registering the others.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

Bram picked up his jacket and put it on as he strode out of his office. He then rushed toward the hub while nobody was looking, with Adrian and Vivian following closely behind. “I may know where the entrance to Scorpio Hub is but we’re going to need a Luposian’s ID card to get inside, sir. I’ll take you two there to have a look. We’ll think of something when we get there.” Soon, Bram brought Adrian and Vivian to the deepest parts of the hub. Inside were countless shipments containing items of all varieties. He pulled open one of the racks and lo and behold, there was indeed a door disguised as a wall.