Scp-638 Novels & Stories

Sleek, dark, winged with red scanner lights that cut through the mist like eyes. Romeo cursed under his breath. "They found us faster than i thought". Jessica's breath trembled. "How?" Romeo glanced back at her. "Because Helix never stops watching". The lead drone spoke in a metalic snarl: "IDENTIFIED: SUBJECTS 06 AND 09. RECAPTURE PROTOCOL ENGAGED". Jessica froze. Aurora started to cry softly. Romeo stepped in front of them both. "Over my dead body".

"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.

Subject classified as non-viable and released from program. Non-viable. They stamped my mother like a defective product and sent her home. But the next section changed everything. Post-release monitoring. Note dated eighteen years ago. Fourteen months after Elena left the program. Subject Six gave birth to a female child. Prenatal blood work obtained through hospital records indicates the presence of active lupine markers in the infant's blood. Markers are dormant but structurally distinct from Subject Six's dormant markers. The child's markers show potential for independent activation.

"Elara! What have you done to your father!" Vivian was at the top of the stairs, her face contorted with rage. She held a small, black remote—the "Reset" trigger. "Don't bother, Vivian," I said, not even looking at her. "I’ve already 'Encrypted' the local grid. Your remote is just a piece of plastic." Vivian pressed the button. Nothing happened. The red light on the remote blinked once and then died. "You... you’re supposed to be a 'Subject'!" Vivian screamed, her voice cracking. "You’re a 'Delta-Instance'! You’re a vat-grown copy of a six-year-old girl!"

The silence in the crisis room was so deep that it hummed. The recovered footage label still glowed on the screen like a warning flare: SURVEILLANCE ARCHIVE SUBJECTS: LILA MONROE & DOMINIC HALE LOCATION: SUBLEVEL—6 YEARS AGO Dominic stared at it as if the ground had vanished beneath him. Lila couldn’t breathe. Eli clung to her hip, burying his face in her shirt. No one spoke. No one moved.

“Run Or become the weapon.” Aurora grabbed Lila. “We’re not running.” She turned to the pods there were lots of them, each of them labeled with a date and a name in her mother’s handwriting, spidery and precise. Subject 001: Failure – 1998 Subject 002: Unstable – 2001 Subject 003: Aurora – 2003

Hard to tell. Figures emerged from the tree line. Not federal agents. Not military. Something else. People wearing tactical gear marked with symbol I didn't recognize—a spiral consuming itself. Moving with coordination that suggested hive mind rather than individual soldiers. "Target acquired," one said. Voice flat. Emotionless. "Eva Morrison. Prototype Generation One. Retrieve for processing." They raised weapons. Not guns. Devices that hummed with the same quantum energy I felt growing inside me. Weapons designed specifically to capture rather than kill.

I turned, lying on my back as I tried to catch my breath to see who was behind me. Iris. She had a large syringe with residues of a purple substance in it. “What the fuck was that!” I coughed, struggling to get on my feet. “Thymerase-1068,” she said, almost purring at the name. “Microbots woven into a serum laced with your blood. They crawl through your veins, forcing every shattered cell to repair itself.” Her eyes gleamed with wicked pride. “It took me one thousand and sixty-eight failures to stabilize it. You’re the very first supernatural to get a dose that doesn’t melt your insides,” she gloated.

Mable took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me, what do you know about what happened six years ago?" Anthony chuckled and glanced at the hidden camera in the corner before speaking. "I know that six years ago, you were kidnapped by Aust in Santaviz. He injected you with Necro venom. I also know that after escaping from the laboratory, you had a sexual encounter with a man."

I held her tighter. She fell asleep curled next to me on the couch, bunny in hand, breath slow and untroubled. I stared at the ceiling, every crack and beam suddenly suspicious. Cameron handed me a tablet with decrypted logs. The intrusion had followed a trail used by Irenic years ago specifically, one linked to Delta-Six. That name punched a hole in my chest. Delta-Six was supposed to be dead.