Scp-661 Novels & Stories

he signals Frank, sending another drone to inspect the dead. “D-55, this is H-6. We’ve arrested five assailants and eliminated ten. Status?” The silence allows H-6’s nerves to calm down, adrenaline seeps away while the hum of the daily rainstorm outside patters upon the ship’s frame. He hears the echo of voices from behind the walls, he can’t decide if it’s his helmet’s enhancements or his own hearing that picks it up. The ammo in his peacekeeper is still optimal, so he does another scan of the room. Then he sees a man emerging from the processing floor. His hands are raised and behind him is a slew of nearly a dozen more, all dressed in decrepit stained clothing that appeared to be a strang

up and checked our weapons and made sure each of us had enough ammunition and also tested our ear pieces and microphones, and all were in working order. As we were traveling to the location, I received an update on the ID of that Demon. His name was Henry Richmond. He had seen the inside of prison walls many times but was always released, on the count of insufficient evidence and witnesses never showing up to testify against him. His name was attached to murders, human trafficking and drug dealings. Well, justice was finally going to get served to him in full! The location information received took us to the most corrupt part of the city. It was home to criminals, drug dealers, addicts, pro

They were then left in a room made of brick and stone; ten feet thick and underground to prevent them from being able to knock their way out. Of the hundreds of vampires bled over the years, only a handful emerged with their mind intact. The others had to be destroyed because they were no longer capable of higher-level thought, having been ravaged by madness during their incarceration. It was a sorry state to be in, so the executions were merciful. If William went mad, he hoped he could get to Lilith before they killed him. The group made their way from the last step into a narrow hallway and turned a corner down a different passage. No one spoke. The only sound was their footfalls; echoed f

The wolf's flinched, looking around wildly for him, but he hadn't materialized as of yet. "You guys," Nat said softly as she seemed to notice something. Pink and Sam looked back at her as she held up the tracking sphere. It glowed a bright blue when pointed towards the cradle. "Allena soul is in there?" Pink asked as she looked back and forth from the orb to the churning spire of magic. Sam was the first to break from the group, moving swiftly towards the pulsing indigo mass. "Sam, don't touch it!" Nat called as she came up behind him.

But, duty comes first. As the last soldier sat down, the lights in the room dimmed. The projector in front of the Major activated. He stepped away from the light. On the screen, a document in black and white was projected. Although it was rumored that the digital and physical documents used within the walls of 666IB outposts were colored for aesthetical reasons, it was confirmed by pathologists from a secretive third party organization that the colors has adverse effect in the eyes of the monsters that prevented them from discerning anything written on it. While it was highly impossible for any monsters to actually eavesdrop, as none had shown tactical capabilities of doing so, the precautio

"Then let me through the wall!" June grabbed the Assistants tie. She didn't use strength. She used her hunger. She began to pull his light into her silver eyes. "Wait! Wait!" the Assistant screamed. "The password isn't a word! It's a memory! It's the thing the Architect forgot!" He pressed a key on his keyboard. A small door opened in the center of the Assistants chest. Inside was a dusty photograph. June snatched it. It was a picture of a woman. She wasn't a computer program. She was holding a baby in a hospital. On the back it said: Property of Gregory University Medical Research—Project: Human Soul.