Scp-318 Novels & Stories

I mumble to myself again. I feel like I am crazy talking to myself. At least I didn’t answer myself. I step into a huge room. It actually looks like a small apartment. I know this was not on the designs for this house. What I see before is a huge room full of all sorts of surveillance equipment and a ton of the highest tech shit I have ever seen. Some of this shit is so new that even Xavier and I don’t have it, yet. I am guessing this is where these three disappear to when no one can find them. I want to know who the fuck installed and taught them how to use all of this. I decide to wait for the three of them to come back. I am pretty sure they went to get food and drinks. I take

The seven stone pillars dominate the center, their carved symbols shifting subtly even in playback despite Celina's cleansing efforts. But it's the approach of the tall entity that commands full attention—its unnatural movement, its wrong-but-almost-right features, its direct focus on Finley's position. When it speaks, the sound emerges from the recording with disturbing clarity, each word precisely articulated despite the fundamental wrongness of the voice producing them. "Bennett. Female Alpha blood. First of three." Even in playback, the direct address sends a chill through me. Storm responds instinctively, pushing closer to the surface as if to protect me from a threat present only in re

The whole lab seemed to quake with the weight of the assault. Yuri, Devin, and Naelle converged on their position from different wings. “We got the backup drives,” Naelle called. “Extraction point is three floors up!” But then—a screech. Not human. Mechanical. Something primal. A hulking figure burst from the far corridor—twisted metal, glowing eyes, stitched skin stretched across an artificial exoskeleton. Soo-ah’s eyes widened. “What the hell is that?” Devin grunted. “Project Nacht.”

And whispered: > “Let’s see who survives being forgotten.” LOCATION: SAFEHOUSE – TECH ROOM TIME: 7:06 a.m. The screen went black. Then white. Then text poured in across the command line. > TARGET: ALL CODE: 000-VAIRO-PHANTOM PHASE 3 INITIATED DELETING… Solene Vairo Morrow Vairo STATUS: UNSTABLE Solene sat still, eyes locked on the terminal. Lucien stood behind her. Not breathing. Then the first alert hit: > Access denied

“How about that one. D3M04/A4G31. It looks like the codes I saw on the other files.” Rowan opens the file and gasps. We don’t even notice that our noses are almost touching the screen as we read through the file. D3M04 10RD- Captured date 03/16/1999 - Present Subject showing signs of aggression after being separated from the mate. Due to genetic abilities, the subject is a viable donor for the life endurance of interspecies permutation. D3M04’S mate, A4G31, although a viable donor, is expendable. However, D3M04 10RD has proven himself to be unmanageable because of his superior abilities. Therefore, an arrangement has been made with D3M04 10RD that as long as he remains cooperative, A4G31 sh

"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."

They didn't carry rifles; their right forearms were heavy, pneumatic pile-drivers that hummed with a low-frequency vibration capable of liquefying a wolf’s internal organs with a single strike. "Unauthorized asset detection," the lead construct announced, its voice synthesized through a high-fidelity speaker that rattled the glass panels of the transit platform. "Serial number #3, Zora Vane. You are currently operating under a secondary liquidation decree. Stand down and present the infant for structural reclamation." Dante let out a low, concussive rumble from the depths of his mutated lungs, his great front paws tearing deep grooves into the reinforced concrete of the plaza. The violet fir

I say, looking at all three of them. They look at one another and I sigh, holding something in my pocket, “All of you will have to go back, including Colt or they will hurt the packs.” I say. 3111 sighs, “The Shadow Beings are evil, and they send them out here but I think we failed a test. I don’t think we can go back.” I shake my head, “You don’t want to fail but I don’t know if you can stay.” But I can’t trust them. At least not yet. I quickly stand up and Lucas is behind them. I get a sedative into 3111 and 3222 neck and Lucas gets one in 3333’s. They struggle for a moment but eventually fall to the ground.

I ran for the door but stopped dead. Three Council guards stood in the hallway. And behind them, Dr. Helena Cross. "What's going on?" I demanded. "We received an energy spike alert. This entire building registered a Class Five surge." Dr. Cross looked past me at Lucia. "The battery is failing?" "It's overloaded. We need the trainers to drain it." "Sarah and Marcus left yesterday. Emergency in another territory." One guard stepped forward. "We're authorized to take the child into protective custody until the situation is stabilized."

"You never mentioned this failsafe—" "Because David didn't know about it. Because X-One, X-Two, and X-Three don't know about it. Because the entity didn't know about it when it hijacked David's consciousness eight years ago." She pulled up holographic displays. "But activating it requires three components. Morrison's research. Your natural integration. And David's voluntary participation."