Scp 181 Novels & Stories

Xavier slowly opened the file, his eyes scanning the title: Mission Report - 201 - Blood Crescent - I

“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."

In her seat-back screen, a message blinked from Phoenix: “Vault is syncing. MirrorGhost is live. Get ready to light the fuse.” She whispered under her breath. “For truth. For Sophie. For what comes next.” And the screen faded to black. *** A hush fell over the main floor. Screens dimmed to a low glow. The countdown continued: Echo51 Activation in: 03:00:00 Sophie stood at the vault control terminal, hands resting on the reinforced glass. Her team surrounded her—Rachel with her arms folded tightly, Dario pacing, Camellia freshly landed and holding a mirrored drive with white-knuckled grip.

Mathin parried. And suddenly Scy was there, a katana-like energy blade weaving like St. Elmo’s fire, interfering with the monster’s blade and luring it away while Mathin freed himself. Balanced on one foot, Mathin withdrew his own gun and stood ready to aid should Scy need it.

’ Scarlet asked as Samantha rolled her eyes at her wolf. ‘It’s not the same. This… we’re… No!’ Samantha replied as she cut off her mind link with Scarlet. Her wolf played around in anguish as she waited for Samantha’s action against their rejected mate. She put her hands up in front of her to stop Zack from advancing toward her. He ignored the clear sign as Zack was taking another step toward Samantha.

“Whatever happens… Whomever you’re about to see, stay strong! Keep you cool! Do your job and walk away.” Stopping the Discovery, Veronica opened the door and started to get out. Let the games begin! Don’t back down now! They met on the paved portico. Sasha opened the massive front door just as Veronica mounted the last step. She stopped the minute she saw him and gave him a quick glimpse. Her stomach did some flip-flops but she managed to keep her composure. He hadn’t changed, but then why should he have? Sasha still looked exactly the same. Tall, broad-shouldered, with the smooth warm skin of a countryman, his jeans were clinging softly to the taut muscles of his long legs.

“You ever want to hear what the enemy’s actually plotting?” Carolina felt the prickle of something electric at her scalp. “Could be useful. Or dangerous.” Mira’s grin didn’t fade. “Both. But today, it’s only useful.” She handed Carolina an earpiece. Static flooded her head; then, clear as math, a voice she didn’t know: “Sweep at sixteen-zero-zero. Old power yard to ramps. All hands expected. Secondary protocol, subdue but do not detain. Repeat—subdue, not detain.”

"By the lock and the key, by the stars and the sea... SYSTEM OVERRIDE!" She funneled her spiritual energy into the ship's data-lines. The Navigator acted as a skeleton key, bypassing the Ark’s firewalls. The violet lights flickered, turning a defiant golden-amber. The Sentinel drones suddenly paused, their targeting systems confused by the mixture of Taoist runes and binary code. "Keep moving!" Scarlett shouted. "The bridge is five levels up. That’s where the High Scientist is hiding!" They fought their way through the corridors, a silver wolf and a golden exorcist tearing through a temple of steel. They passed a laboratory labeled "Project Chimera: Original Blueprints," and Caleb’s pace slo

They slipped through the side entrance using one of the access cards Victor had recovered from the tower. The inside was cold. Too white. Too clean. Scarlett's stomach turned. It reminded her of the first chamber. The original room. The beginning of all this. Camille checked the floor map. "Level three." Victor nodded. "Genetic research wing." Scarlett's pulse quickened. That was where Subject Eight would be. The elevator doors opened. The corridor beyond was silent. Too silent. Scarlett's footsteps echoed as they moved. Then A voice. Soft.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.