Scp-265 Novels & Stories

The trapdoor creaked open, revealing a stone stairwell descending into darkness. Sang-woo lit a lantern from the desk and climbed down. The walls below were lined with screens. Surveillance monitors. Not just of the estate. But in Yuri’s old school dorm. Devin’s safehouse in Moscow. Koji’s apartment in Tokyo. Their father had been watching everything. Even Azrael. Sang-woo’s fingers hovered over the dusty keyboard. Files. Recordings. Messages Vector had logged but never sent. He clicked open a file titled: N•17 — Stasis Protocol.

“Who?” “A stranger, he was at the party, he was wearing a black cloak and suddenly he disappeared. A box appeared and when I picked it up, an unseen hand clawed at my neck. And there was a tendril-like object from the box. I struggled and then spat up a handful of blood.” “Blood?” Alpha Thane asked. “Where is it?” “There.” I pointed at the floor which I was sure I spat blood but it was as without the slightest drop of blood. My throat dried.

She didn’t flinch—just spoke flatly. “Samuel. Don’t hover.” “Not hovering,” he muttered, spinning a screwdriver between his fingers. “Just... observing the sorceress at work.” Miriam rolled her eyes, pushing up her glasses. “You’re making the air tense.” He smirked faintly but stayed anyway. She found the file she was looking for. Timestamp: 9:47 p.m. Hallway 6A. Right at the entrance to House Six’s dorms. She slowed the footage. The grainy black-and-white flickered across her screen. David Huntsman, Adonis, and several of their lackeys moved with military-like coordination—silent, focused.

The enforcer choked, his breath leaving him in a sudden ragged gasp as I kept my hand locked around his throat, pinning him to the metal unit. "The override code," I whispered, my voice carrying the physical weight of an Alpha's daughter. "Who has the master key on this floor?" "The... the seer," the man wheezed, his eyes wide with a sudden, primal terror as he looked into my glowing gold pupils. "She already... she already initialized the deletion sequence from the vault terminal. It’s too late, Calder. The baseline is melting." Behind me, a loud electronic chime rang through the smoke-filled room.

Level 1… Level 2… Level 6… Then the elevator jerked. The lights flickered. The air grew cold. “What the hell?” Scarlett whispered. A mechanical voice echoed overhead. “Authorization breach detected. Level lockdown initiated.” Then everything went black. When the lights returned, they were no longer in the elevator. Scarlett gasped, stumbling forward. The room around them was circular, sterile white walls lined with old medical equipment and flickering monitors. The elevator was gone replaced by a seamless wall. “What just happened?” Damien murmured, drawing his gun.

“But once you start, there’s no reversing it.” Mom laughed softly under her breath. Broken “There hasn’t been a reverse button for a very long time.” The house lights flickered violently. Then every screen in the kitchen lit up again. WARNING: TERMINATION THREAT DETECTED. The voice returned immediately “Preservation protocols activated.” The stranger’s face hardened. “It knows.” Mom grabbed the drive with shaking hands. “Where’s the core?” “Basement server room.” Tomás looked at me instantly. “You stay here.” “No.”

He raised his satellite phone to his ear and spoke in a low, emotionless tone: “The target is securely inside the cage. Rebirth Phase Two: Host Integration. Initiate twenty-four-hour surveillance. Do not make contact or interfere until the child is born. That child… is the true subject we have been waiting for these past thirty years.” The mysterious figure vanished into the darkness, leaving behind a threat far greater and more terrifying than anything Mavric and Liora had faced so far a dark cloud looming over the “normal” life they had only just begun to build. END OF CHAPTER 170.

Agnes whispered under her breath, her heart hammering in her chest. A sudden, blood-red file unlocked at the top of the queue: > **CLASSIFIED RECORD: OPERATION NIGHTFALL** > AUTHORIZATION: ARCHON MALAKOR / GRAND WOLF ASSEMBLY > EXECUTOR: MORRIGAN VANCE (STEP-MOTHER) > ORDER DETAILS: TOTAL INCINERATION / ASSET SEIZURE > Agnes’s breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes scanned the decrypted blueprint attached to the file—a highly complex, ancient Relic schematic stamped with her late mother’s personal crest: **The Apex Relic.**

Ivy stood alone in the middle of the corridor. The emergency lights flashed red around her while the destruction countdown continued to echo throughout the facility. A smirk slowly appeared on her face. Extract all resources, System. Her eyes gleamed. We can't allow anything valuable to go to waste because of the destruction program. Ding! {Right away, Host.} {Extracting all valuable goods in progress...} For several seconds, invisible energy swept throughout the facility. Anything the System considered useful vanished without a trace. Ding! {Extraction of valuable goods completed successfully.}

"Sending in." "Full breach kit. Pheromone dampeners. Med extraction unit, verified personnel only. No household medical staff." A second tech looked up from the data console. "Vehicle traffic match found. Black tactical van, obscured plates, entered Black Crown six minutes after the abduction." The central screen changed.