Scp-565 Novels & Stories

"Show me the exact source of the breach, Echo. Give me the raw data coordinates." "The primary quantum data server located deep within Zurich is currently undergoing a forced, aggressive liquidation by an unknown hostile entity," the highly advanced AI assistant, code-named Echo, responded with absolute mechanical precision. "A secondary automated distress signal has also been triggered inside the hidden subterranean testing chambers beneath Geneva. If the central data vault falls into their hands, the absolute control of the localized timelines will be permanently compromised across the globe. The remaining hidden members of the Council of Five have already initiated their emergency contain

The medical unit was pulsing softly. "Julian open the transmission " I breathed. My voice was a whisper. My hands were shaking hard. Julian slammed a silver flash drive into the vans console. The monitors flared to life. They threw a pale light across our faces. Incoming transmission detected. Origin signature: HELEN-01. The text flickered. It dissolved into a video feed that froze my breath. The screen didn't show my mothers face. It showed an underground vault. My father was suspended in a biogel transport cylinder.

"They’re starving the slums to power their parties! They’re turning people into batteries! Give me the ledger, or I’ll let the Void eat this entire floor." "I can't," my father whispered, tears of genuine terror welling in his eyes. "Elena has it. She took it to the North Spire. She knew you’d come here, Zora. She’s playing you. This was a trap to get you and the Alpha into a contained environment." Suddenly, the red emergency lights of the penthouse began to strobe. A synthesized voice echoed through the speakers: SECURITY BREACH. LEVEL 100 LOCKDOWN INITIATED. GAS DEPLOYMENT IN 30 SECONDS.

Nya asks, she's getting impatient. The intercom chimes again with another announcement; “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING. THE PROVIDENCE PEACEKEEPERS HAVE IDENTIFIED THE FUGITIVE AND HIS ACCOMPLICE. THEY APPEAR TO BE OMEN; A MALE LYCAN DRESSED IN RED SWIM TRUNKS AND A FEMALE VAMPIRE DRESSED IN A GREEN BIKINI BOTTOM WITH A ROBE ON. PLEASE YOU ARE ADVISED TO KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM THEM, THEY ARE EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. REPORT ANY SIGHTINGS TO THE STAFF OR TO THE PEACEKEEPERS. THANK YOU.”

"On the previous watch, your vocal cords released the names of Rickey Owen and Janet Lawrence; however, my intelligence units found zero matching records in the Dominion ledgers. Provide the missing network markers so my scouts can narrow the parameters." The second my voice hit the space, the old woman's pupils shrank with intense, paranoid vigilance. She dragged Chika deeper into her personal space, her claws digging into his uniform as she shielded his frame with her own body. A wave of raw terror rolled off her skin, her beast misidentifying my chair as a extraction unit designed to tear Chika from her sector. Chika winced, his muscles locking under the sheer force of her grip.

Then a voice echoed through the tunnel. Artificial. Emotionless. Broadcast through hidden speakers. "Subject Six identified." Aruna froze. "Subject Seven identified." Orion's expression hardened. "Former Director Evelyn Cross identified." Evelyn closed her eyes. "Former Director Lucien Vale identified." Silence. Then— "Priority retrieval authorized." The voice disappeared. Nobody breathed. Marco looked around. "Retrieval?" A pause. "I don't think I like that word." Orion answered calmly. "You shouldn't."

Her silence said I wasn’t wrong. I handed her another page. An image. A freeze-frame from an internal Biotek feed. Her hands shook. “They had video?” “Yes. That’s how they knew. That’s how they saw his eyes.” Sophia closed her eyes. “This is sick.” “They think it’s science.” “They’re monsters.” I didn’t disagree. “And what’s the plan now?” she asked. “Get in. Shut down CAVERN ZERO. Destroy the master database. Then track every high-value operative tied to the AJ-series. One by one.”

"You gave me your blood to anchor me, Phuwin. Use it. Give me the coordinates to bypass the Blackwell wards." "I can't give you what I don't have. Klaus has ghosted the entire sector. Even my highest-level surveillance is hitting a wall of static," Phuwin said, finally turning to face her. "However, something just bypassed our external firewall. It didn't come from the warehouse. it came from the Medical District. It’s an encrypted burst, tagged with a priority-one Quispe signature." "A Quispe signature? My father is dead, and my mother is... whatever is in that tank," Sofia said, her breath catching. "Who else has that clearance?"

The stranger didn't answer immediately. Instead, he stared at the date beneath the photograph. SUBJECT FIVE — STATUS: ALIVE Eric's father frowned. "You said the original Genesis subjects were either terminated or disappeared." "Most were." The stranger's voice became quiet. "But Subject Five..." He swallowed. "...was never terminated." Lucas's heartbeat quickened. "Then where is he?" Hayes searched the file. "His current location is classified." "Of course." Eric's father looked toward the stranger. "Can you access it?"

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."