Scp-365 Novels & Stories

She clicked on a video log dated two weeks earlier. Video Log #127: A sterile lab filled the screen. Richard Hart stood beside a glass pod, his reflection warped in the curved surface. Inside floated a girl, Elena's mirror image, eyes closed, chest rising in artificial rhythm. "Phase Three is ahead of schedule," Richard said, adjusting his tie. "Once the consciousness transfer is complete, Subject 34-C will replace Elena. She will be more compliant and more... manageable." A voice off camera, Adrian's father snarled, "And if she resists?"

Subject 03A Codename: "Gabriel" Status: Retained – Off-grid Project Role: Behavioral Prototype – Enhanced Charisma / Empathic Control Noted behavior: Obedient. Cold. Hyper-intelligent. Potentially volatile. Last logged location: The Vault (Site-9) There was a single image attached. Then my breath became shallow immediately I saw the image, it reminded me of someone. He was really charming with caramel skin, jet-black hair, and those haunting silver-blue eyes.

Status: Active. Subject B (The Mind): Olivia [Redacted]. Status: Active. Subject C (The Shadow): [DATA CORRUPTED]. Status: ESCAPED. "Subject C?" Jack whispered. "There was a third one?" Catherine looked at the screen, her face pale. "Escaped? When?" The log scrolled to the bottom. Location of Subject C: Unknown. Warning: Subject C carries the instability marker. Do not engage. Jack tried to stand up, but his legs failed him. The victory of restarting the power felt hollow. They had just turned the lights on, only to reveal that there was another monster in the room with them. Or rather, out there in the dark.

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

He grabbed his mother's arm with brutal force. "You betrayed your own son for the man who killed my father?!" Mavric roared. "Your father was weak, Mavric! Konstantin is the future!" Eleanor screamed without a shred of regret. Amidst the chaos, one of the severely wounded attackers dropped a military-grade tablet. Liora, watching from the safe room doorway, quickly snatched it before Mavric dragged Eleanor out. She opened the last file displayed on the screen. The title read: Project Lazarus: Phase 3 Integration.

"The TV station staff is currently isolating the security feeds to trace the operative who served the tray. But whoever prepped the dose knew exactly how to bypass high-grade wolf immunity." Lucien didn't wait for another word. He turned on his heel and stormed back toward his vehicle, pulling out his encrypted comms unit. He dialed the chief medical director at the central Dominion facility—Dr. Peyton Vance. "Peyton," Lucien growled into the mic, his voice tight with suppressed panic. "Blackwell is bringing Chika to the main emergency bay. Prepare the trauma unit. I’m ten seconds behind them." In the intensive trauma bay of the central facility, alarms blared violently.

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

BEEP. The primary monitor screen violently flashed into a high-priority crimson. A mechanized automated voice echoed off the walls. "WARNING: SECURITY BREACH. EXECUTIVE CREDENTIALS COPIED AT TERMINAL TIER. CHAIRWOMAN VICTORIA STERLING HAS INITIATED PURGE SEQUENCE. ALL INTERNAL SYSTEMS WILL TERMINATE IN SIXTY SECONDS." Elara’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with panic as she looked back at the live monitor feed of her mother's ward.

( Standard ) The observer took a step forward, but Darius moved to block him completely. The second Foundation agent opened a steel case. Inside were three metal bands, each etched with suppression runes, humming faintly and pulling at the probability field around Kael like a cool tide testing the edges of a shore. Lyra inhaled sharply. "Those are bearer restraints." "Standard precaution," the observer replied. Professor Hale's voice echoed from the main corridor. "Not without my instruments present." Everyone turned to see Professor Hale enter, followed closely by Director Orath, who wore a stone-faced expression. Professor Caine and Instructor Bren trailed behind them. Two academy security

“You have no proof of that.” “I have the one thing you never understood about humans,” Zara said. “We document everything. Every threat. Every payment. Every name you gave Lena. Every order you sent to the men who followed me. It is already with Adaeze. She is watching this feed right now through the security cameras I turned on when I pulled the alarm.” Victor’s eyes flicked to the ceiling. A small red light blinked on the nearest camera. Damien moved then. Fast and final. He crossed the space in two strides and drove his claws into Victor’s wrist. The detonator clattered to the wet floor. Marcus kicked it away. Victor screamed once. The sound cut off when Damien’s other hand closed around