Agent 4 Novels & Stories

A man dressed in a blue and black uniform stood at the widely opened gate; Caitlyn guessed the man was his gatekeeper. Immediately the gate opened, he ignited his car's engine and moved his car with such force that Caitlyn fell to the floor, again. “I'm sorry, sir! I'm so sorry,” she watched his gatekeeper apologise while bowing. He ignored the man and simply drove in. Caitlyn rushed over to the gatekeeper. “Can you let me in, please?” she pleaded shamelessly with a smile.

I warned. Most of my stuff has a hidden fingerprint scanner and explodes after three seconds if someone touches it, just like the ballpoint pen on the floor right now. He stood straight and gave me a cold stare. He looked me over from head to toe before putting his hand in his pocket. "Are you an agent?" he asked. I couldn't stop laughing because of his question. I licked my lower lip and walked near him without breaking my gaze. "Kinda," I answered. Agent of our own orgánosi.

Ann sat in the dimly lit room, her hands trembling slightly as she held the burner phone. Grey and his team had just briefed her on the plan—she was to call Evelyn, pretend to be sorry, and offer her some fabricated information about Ace and Lisa. It was a risky plan, but one they hoped would finally lead them to capturing Evelyn.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

The agent across from her couldn't help but watch with curiosity. How could Quinn be so calm? No matter how impressive the person was, once they were here, they all acted submissively. But Quinn didn't react at all, as if she were just visiting an ordinary café for coffee. "Let's begin," said one of the agents. "Name?" "Quinn Jowell." "You're the head of Four Seasons Incorporated, correct?" "Yes." "So you are fully responsible for its financial issues." "Yes." The questions from the agents became increasingly intricate, but Quinn refused to acknowledge any wrongdoing.

Axel playfully retorted, a smile gracing his lips. *** "Agent 4401 has been located in Country B," reported one of the operatives. The commander, known for her eccentricities, was pleased with the news. "Ahh, so you finally found her, huh? Well, bring her back into the organization," she commanded, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement. One of her subordinates voiced a concern. "And if we fail to succeed, ma'am?" The commander's eyes gleamed with determination. "Heads will roll when I'm not satisfied. I want her, and I want her alive," she declared, emphasizing the importance.

With just a simple thumb mark it will identify information about you. "Next." As Arya did, I also put my thumb on the black tablet and it showed information about me. ZANAYA REIGN LOPEZ AGENT 499 OFFICIALLY ENROLLED

Another spark. Agent's eyes closed and he drew a breath. He was the God of Connection. He'd never done much with that power, but it was his own actions that created these kits. A passing whim or an instinctual urge, he had never been clear on why he'd woven connections between these four. But now... Now he had the chance to help a soul that had been nothing but kind to him, even if Frog had been an asshole about it more often than not. "This little guy is going to be a pawful," Agent warned.

Next to it: a humanoid-shaped server shell covered in silver plating. "There’s an AI," J breathed. "A very cool AI." Rachelle whistled. "Of course there is." J was already typing commands into the console. The lights flickered, and the screen pulsed once. A synthetic voice echoed from the terminal: "IDENTITY CONFIRMED: FIELD TEAM 42. BOOTING MODULE: ARGUS." A face appeared on the screen. Not quite human. Angular features, glowing blue eyes, an unreadable expression composed of digital efficiency.

I said. " I thought you're like a real reverend " he said. " I'm glad you thought so " I said moving forward then I saw four more people inside the place. " Heyy guys........this is Agent Blackbird" the guy said. " This is agent Johnson, agent Kenzo, agent Blake, and agent kareem" A. Shawn introduced. " nice meeting you guys" I said shaking them one after the other then I sat down. " Alright........i believe you know your mission and exactly what to do, but first we need to discuss the extraction plan" A. Shawn said.