Agent 001 Novels & Stories

Vincent smirked. "Good Job, Agent 001", he chuckled. Xavier and Sebastian became shocked. All the blood got drained off their faces. "Noah, you're Agent 001", Xavier mumbled as he could barely speak. Noah smirked. "Surprise!" Real Identity: Noah Miller - 25 years old - Agent 001 - Famous as " The Artful Dodger" "You treacherous!", Sebastian shouted as he glared him with pure anger. Noah shot him on his chest instantly.

My lower lip trembled and threatened another breakdown. I tried keeping it together until I showered. I didn’t know if some of the water that went down the drain was tears, but I did not break down in the bathroom. As I dried my hair, however, the silence of the house was broken by the landline’s loud ring. Matt? I picked it up, thinking it was Matt. “Matt?” [Agent 067 codename Hawk, is that you?] My world seemed to have stopped. My tongue got caught in my teeth and I could not find the voice to answer. It was a male voice. When I remained quiet, he asked again. This time, I answered.

He was older, greying, wearing a suit that cost more than the house. He walked toward me, his hands raised. "I come in peace," he said. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice Julian’s cold baritone. "My name is Director Kael of the GCHQ," he said. "Government Communications Headquarters." Spies, Julian thought. Wonderful. "You're a long way from London, Director," I said. "I received a very interesting signal from this location," Kael said, stopping at the bottom of the steps. "A signal that matches the bio-metric signature of a classified asset known as 'Zero'."

It was a gamble she had to take, her determination driving her to find a trustworthy associate to bring down Diane's evil plot. Shannon's fingertip hovered over the mouse, her gaze fixated on the screen. Her perfectly arched brow scrutinized the name before her: "Agent Smith." The profile description was cryptic, revealing just enough to grab her interest. The words hinted at a hidden prowess, a potential secret weapon in her mission. With a determined click, she summoned Agent Smith's dossier to the forefront. The screen illuminated her face as she absorbed the details, her lips curving into a subtle but anticipatory smile. There was something undeniably captivating about this lady, her fac

R I O N A How is it that he still trusts me? It's weird how I just confessed to being paid to kill his mom but yet he's still trusts me? I need to make this work, I have to. After securing a nice parking spot at my undercover agency, I took a deep breath before I walked into the store. "Good day Riona!" He greeted from behind the counter before looking into his computer. "You're not supposed to be here today until you complete your work?" He questioned.

A tall muscular man steps out of the car, he was bold, with caramel skin, he was wearing a black t-shirt and military pants with black combat boots. "Hello, my name is Johnson, I'll be leading this raid today, this is a stealth mission, meaning we cannot be seen or heard" he explains, "Everyone should have their weapons on hand and have back up, we will move in teams of three, so make sure that you stick together." Everybody teams up and Chanel and Kat team up with Johnson.

This was the country’s high-rank intelligence agency connected to the CIA, Mossad, and Secret Intelligence Service. Einille refused to think that Vale was an intelligence agent and his mission concerned her and Hero. The document stated that Hero was a part of an international syndicate along with her Uncle Ricky! She was puzzled. Questions filled her mind that only her husband could answer. She gathered the papers with her shivering hands then put them back to the vault. Einille held her chest. She could hear the loud thump of her heart. She had to blink hard many times to let all the information be processed in her mind. For a while, she regretted prying on her husband’s personal things.

I was about to walk out the door when he spoke. “What?” I asked, frowning. “Do you usually fight people? I saw how you fight. Do you normally shoot people?” His tone was different. I was suddenly uninterested in his question. How boring. How dare him question what I can and will do? But I already expected that question. “I'm asked to keep an eye on you, Zakael Dela Priego.” My answer was simple. “What?” His eyebrows furrowed, slightly dazed. I explained about my being an undercover agent and him being my client.

He knew only Igor dared to say something but he had never thought of killing him for his proactive words. "No......." He denied bringing out a cigar to his mouth. "She is too young... Just a teenager......" Igor massaged his temple looking at the documents he had once in his hand while passing the Zippo to lit his cigar. He tried to convince his boss who was in a different world since the girl barged inside his life. "That doesn't change her identity. She is still the Assassin's Daughter."

“Allow me to introduce myself. I'm 001, your AI assistant. You're currently in a deep coma in the real world. The only way for you to wake up is to complete the mission assigned by the Life Altering System. Otherwise, you'll be gone for good.” Ernesta was skeptical, but of course she didn't want to die. Even the smallest creatures cling to life, why wouldn't she? However, she kept her true thoughts hidden. “Explain yourself. Where did you come from? How does completing this mission save me? What is the mission? And what is this Life Altering System?” “Master, you don't need to know those details. Just understand that completing the mission is the only way for you to live.” 001's voice remain