Scp-713 Novels & Stories

With a grimace on his lips, the man smiled. “Underground. Beneath the main research facility. Sector 7. No map can contain it. “Understandably,” Marcus murmured. “Strongly, always Sector 7.”. "The labs were ruined," I stated. "I observed them burning.". "The man stated that not all of them were present, but the control room was concealed.". Shielded. Their actions were clear.' “And the signal?” I asked. “In there. In the core systems. The fail-safe is kept there. The command code. If they activate it, you will no longer be your own.'

Her face was blank, displaying no emotion as she dismissed the guards who accompanied me, surrounded by her own guards who wore full black and red boots, matching with her. When the guards left she stepped forward and I was unable to tear my eyes away from her as she began to walk around me. She signalled with her hand for me to take off my mask and I followed her orders, daring not to break my stare, and she challenged my stare with her own. When I took off my mask and let it fall to the ground, her eyes scanned my face and then she pointed to my overalls. "Take off your clothes, Prisoner VII," one of her guards spoke as he walked to the shower in the centre of the room.

Scarlett clicked open the full file. The terminal whirred softly. A new document appeared. Transfer Notes Confidential Her eyes scanned the text. Subject Seven demonstrates exceptional early cognitive response and adaptive emotional resilience. The maternal guardian insists transfer is necessary for long-term protection. Protection. Her breath caught. Protection from what? Dominic leaned closer. "There's another page." Scarlett opened it. A recorded voice file blinked on the screen. Her heart slammed against her ribs. The date was fifteen years old. Her trembling finger pressed play.

Then another. "It’s not the Mother," Malakai whispered. His knuckles turned white. "Then who is it?" The terminal doors at the far end of the station creaked open. A man in a clean, white lab coat stepped through. He wasn't a wolf. He wasn't a hybrid. He was holding a remote detonator. "Subject 7B," the man said. His voice was projected through the station’s PA system. "The test period is over. Please step away from the civilian and return to your containment unit."

alarm, I asked him to switch it off. We could run a little bit late for a change, I thought. But then I heard Neo shout “WHAT! YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME! HOW THE HELL DID SHE DO THAT!?” He must be talking about that crazy sister of his. What in God’s name did she do now? I dragged myself out of bed and went to join him. The look on his face was a mix of shock, anger, and disappointment. Neo told the person he was speaking to that he would be there soon and cut the call. He then told me that she was gone! “She escaped? What kind of people work in that damn station!?” I vented out angrily. He told me that he would have to inform his parents and if I could let Bella and Gabriel know. I phoned

I finished his sentence for him. Trav let out a breath. "Bring Dad." After Sara had taken some time to get settled in her new position, she finally began her search for Alpha Vic's minions that had done the dirty work for him while he was in the board meeting with Trav and my dad. It hadn't taken long. She'd only started searching the prior day. I mean, it couldn't be too hard when you had an alpha aura.

“Where are you?” “On the stairs!” I pushed the heavy door open with more effort than necessary. “Xavier, she’s not just fighting. She’s… calling something. And that something is not from this world. And whatever she is doing… this place is going to collapse on our heads.” “Get out of the building.” His voice was no longer calm. It was command. Raw Alpha. I took the steps two at a time, heart pounding as the air grew colder with every floor I descended.

Chapter 13 The Detectives Scarlett’s POV I attempt to mind link my Beta to ask him if we have an ETA as to when the human cops are expected to arrive, but very quickly find that he’s blocking me from interrupting something that I don’t want to be a part of. I just smile and shake my head just as one of my patrols mind links me to let me know that an unmarked police car has turned onto the road between the Crimson Snow Pack and the Midnight River Pack.

Doesn't have time to think about what he's doing. He has one more thing to collect and he is already stepping though the portal to get it. --- The other demon in the safe haven back away from Jonathan as he walks through them in search of his last victim; the last 'ingredient' to Type cure. He finds the elderly man speaking amongst the little ones. Jonathan orders the children to go and they flee from them like scattering butterflies.