Agent 00 Real Name Novels & Stories

“I suppose now that you’re here… it’s time I tell you the truth.” Michelle’s eyes widened. “Mom… what are you talking about?” “My real name isn’t who you think it is,” she said quietly. “My name is Sophia Lee. I work for the NSA.” The words hit me harder than any bullet ever could. “My assignment,” she continued, “was to shut down the COIN Mafia operation. Your father was brought in because of his position and influence. When he came along, everything changed.” I felt my chest tighten as pieces finally began to fit together.

It felt like I had found someone I could trust, someone who would stand by me no matter what. Then I found out his secret. Not from him, of course. Liam was too good at his job for that. I learned it from his colleague, Agent Hunter. The same Agent Hunter who’s been a thorn in my side for years. That’s when I realized everything was a lie. Liam was just a mask. His real name was Daniel, and his real mission was to bring me down. He played his role perfectly—laughing at my jokes, taking bullets for me, winning my trust. But it was all an act. An act that almost destroyed me.

“She was called Agent Kay and her file says she was the best female agent the CIA ever produced.” Suddenly, everything I thought I knew about my mother feels like a lie.

he says and I look in him in the eye. “Do it. If you don’t, then mark my words, Antonio Luca Moretti, I will fucking kill you.” I snarl out. His finger is on the trigger. “Ok, fine. I’m gunna die, anyway. So here it is. I hope you can live with what you have done when I reveal this to you both.” I say, looking at Gianni and he stiffens before he closes his eyes. “Who are you?” “My name is special RICO agent Teagan Roberta-Jane Mulholland. My father was special agent Nate Mulholland, my mother was Lorelei Mulholland Aka Maria DeNucci.” Their faces pale and their eyes widen as I laugh.

If her speculation was right, then it would definitely bring tears to her eyes to see both mother and son killing each other. "So you really are Baby Robbie." Lil Nine smiled slightly. The young man looked at Lil Nine in consternation. "How did you know?" In the military intelligence division, a person’s real name would be obliterated on purpose. Only code names would be used between the agents, and the young man’s code name was Fox. Whereas the thirteen challengers were named after flowers. The young man sat up emotionally. "Hurry up and tell me how you know my name, Sis Nine.”

he said shyly and still had a scratch on his head. “I think so.” “I'm RR.” Introducing himself to him. “RR?” confusing, he asked. “Agent 179325, aka Eros Rodriguez.” He enthusiastically introduced himself while saluting in front of him. “Agent 179325? Ri-Ricky, your real name?” “Yes, sir!” “Oh, hey. I'll give you a new task. Go to this police station right now.” He then handed him a small piece of paper with the address written on it. “I talked to your chief there and he said he would give you someone to accompany you on the mission. But remember, he shouldn't know about our mission.” He explained to the young man.

“Who’s Maya?” Lucien glances at me, and an imperceptible smile touches his lips briefly. “Jenna. Jenna Carr. Her real name is Maya Serrano. She’s a former CIA agent who has been working for the company.”

"What's your real name?" He didn't answer, and I thought he'd never actually tell her the truth. But he surprised me when he replied, "Tobias Holloway." An agent near me typed furiously on his computer, running a background check on this Tobias Holloway. Somehow the name didn't sound familiar, and I wondered who he could be. I'd never heard the name before.

A hologram screen shows how all the rooms and all the attendants that assisted me are being massacred. "That's the point, We don't want to kill you, We just want a pass, I assume your name is Eric as well," I said this as I came closer to them, making the real Eric yell for me to stay where I was. "I'm known as XX07. Either way, I'm dead. If I let you pass, the general would have me killed. " She says this distracts me from her real motives. She flicks something, piercing right through the side of my stomach.

All of it. My real name first—Daphne Vega. The name I chose when I left the person I'd been, the name I've used for every operation since. The record, what there is of it—the training, the certifications, the network of handlers and assets and dead drops that constituted my professional life. What I am and where I come from and the career that taught me to become whoever a room needed.