Agent 001 Novels & Stories

Then, with more conviction, "I am not Patricia." A sharp silence fell over the room. Robert turned away from me, running a hand through his hair. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the barely contained anger rippling through him. "My real name is Nora Stevenson," I continued, my voice steady despite the chaos inside me. "Special Agent and Detective Nora Stevenson. Everyone calls Agent 64."

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

The camera swung toward the hall as distant footsteps approached. A tall agent appeared, calm, deliberate, and unyielding. Her voice cut through the chaos. “Drop the device.” “No!” Kai shouted, backing away. “People need to see this! They’re hiding everything!” The agent moved with methodical precision. Kai ran, the camera bouncing with every step. Then, the hallway filled with a new presence. Project Zero arrived. It was no longer just rumors. This was something else — enormous, unstoppable, and incomprehensibly strong.

I can feel my bristles rising up my neck as more and more of these strange, silent soldiers in suits fill my house. The main jackass goes over to the liquor cabinet and peruses the selection before pouring himself a glass. "I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Agent Carter. All you need to know is that I work for a government agency with the goal of keeping the world spinning for another day". I snarl at him. "Is Carter your first or last name?". The corner of his lips curves as if this entire thing is fascinating. "Just my name". After taking a slow swig of his drink, he stares at me while we wait for others to enter the room. Once Liam and Arthur are in the room, I feel much more at ea

Matteo started, he pulled out another picture from the envelope and dropped it on the table for Spade. He took it and clenched his jaw when he saw who it was "Sullivan Steel, a professional hired assassin, he runs an academy for assassins" Matteo explained but he knew Slade already knew that, Sullivan was one of the people who didn't see eye to eye with Spade, so it wouldn't surprise him if Sullivan wanted him dead, or if he was paid to kill Spade "His men did the shooting didn't they"? He asked and Matteo just nodded, he sighed out heavily

"How did you-" "I've been following you, zero, and-" "My name is not Zero, it's Mia." Again with this weird name. I was a second away from calling him a lunatic and hightailing it away from there. The man smiled and nodded. "Yes, your real name is Mia, but you chose the name Zero yourself, you said we should all call you that. You even have a weapons room where you stash all your weapons and training gear. I could show it to you."

“Oh, it's okay. Do you want water or something? I can go get it.” “No, no, it's okay. Please continue.” “Okay, like I was saying, someone in Salado hijacked me and it's been going on for days, so I am just looking for a file that a Russian gave me about the next shipment, I have to do that before he hijacks it again.” He explained and Audrey really wanted to laugh out loud but she held it. It's clearly Damien, or Clyde or Derek but it's definitely Damien. Clyde works for Damien so it is the same operation and Derek isn't deeply into this and he doesn't hijack stuff from other people, it is something Damien will definitely do.

But Dana would also not take away the great likelihood that there were others like her. A spy sent by the various powers of the world, here to also provide the much needed intel about the rise of these mystical visitors from faraway lands. "Dana Lindsay Acosta, Age: Approximately 35 years, 2 months, and 18 days Current Occupation: Special Operations Forces, Zero Team Member Mission Layout: Infiltrate and gather information about the unidentified aliens. Help has come, Miss Acosta. Be sure to keep your self-inflicted injury to a bare minimum. My master would not want anyone else to get hurt in his dominion. Most especially not you who has come here for a very specific purpose." Strong soft ha

Two huge dark figures approached in the dark and then stepped into the house, his personal bodyguards. I liked to call them Peanut Butter and Jelly, because they’re always together and they go well together. Listen, I was depressed and they fascinated me because they were huge. They didn’t make eye contact, they didn’t talk, until they stepped aside and Octavious entered. When he did, a rush of cold wind blew into the house and Octavious’ eyes casually glanced around the place. Octavious had on full black today, a black trench coat, black leather gloves, black Capone, black shoes…just black.

*Agent Thompson office * Agent Thompson was sitting in her office scanning through the Santos documents that was presented to her, when a knock sounded on the door. "Come in" she said coldly. " Agent 001, I just received an Intel, from the information department that the famous Dr Santos, says she has some information for you, relating to the Santos oil and gas industry, that you are working on". Agent Bruce Willis, agent Thompson second in command reported. "Really"? Agent Thompson asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes agent 001, she agreed to meet at the coffee shop across the crossroad, in three days". He reported r