Black Zero Event Novels & Stories

"You break the equation. Math relies on logic, Elias. And there is nothing logical about what we are." The "sweetness" of the bond was their only defense against the coldness of the task. They were building a weapon of pure emotion, a spike of "Wild Desire" that was intended to pierce the Council’s "Zero-Pulse" world. As the final bolt was cooled in the water of the Moon-Pool—which was finally starting to clear—a tremor shook the mountain. It wasn't an earthquake. It was the sound of the pylons reaching full power. The hum turned into a roar. The sky over the Black Ridge turned a permanent, static-heavy blue. The North was officially offline.

His figure flickered as he avoided the frontal crushing force of the white-black diagram, then quickly turned to face Keagan. "Let's see how you dodge this!" Keagan shouted, his eyes bloodshot as he continued to control the Black and White Circle rushing toward Elijah. But this time, Elijah did not move. He merely stood still, calmly watching as the Black and White Circle descended toward him. Just as Keagan thought he had succeeded, his pupils suddenly dilated severalfold, his face filled with utter disbelief. The Black and White Circle had vanished into thin air, leaving behind not the slightest trace.

said William who walked in on them. “How long?” asked Eric. “Soon.” “That quick, huh,” said Kevin. “Are you two almost ready?” asked William, as he looked at Eric and Ruby. “Yes, we are,” said Ruby. She grabbed Eric’s hand and held it. “Then we must prepare for the worst.” They both nodded. “Report,” shouted Zachery. “What is it?” asked Eric. “There is a black hole emerging from the eastern border.” “What? What is it?” “We’re looking into it right now as we speak.”

The deadline had arrived. No new messages came that morning. The silence was worse than threats. Sophia and Aurora knew the Blackthorns had likely already uploaded the files. All that remained was the moment the world would see the unfiltered truth of the Kane bloodline. They streamed anyway. The final broadcast was titled “Zero Hour.”

It resonated from within the data-stream itself, vibrating with a strange, harmonic purity. Sophia looked back and gasped. Zero’s digital avatar had transformed. He was no longer the scarred, trembling technician hiding behind a wall of monitors. He had shed his human constraints, his form expanding into a silhouette of brilliant, incandescent gold that defied the encroaching darkness. "Zero, get out of the link! Now!" Sophia screamed, her consciousness flickering like a dying candle as the dark waves of the "Black-Hole" virus buffeted her. "You can't survive a direct hit from a deletion protocol of this magnitude!"

We aren’t many, we have no chance to take all of them down. I watch the Black Tiger lie down on the ground. This time he’s holding a sniper as he wants to take everyone down. He aims, checks the wind speed and the distance and adjusts accordingly. Then he pulls the trigger. I run toward the people who are still around the zone and help them leave safely. “Leave! Run!” I scream and push them down an empty street. “Run while you still can!”

"Global scale! The entire Southern hemisphere is shaking!" "Is it an earthquake?" "No," Silas said, staring at his readings. "It's a heartbeat. On the main screen, the static cleared for a second. We saw the satellite view of the Dead Zone. The Black Lotus tower was pulsing. THUMP-THUMP. It expanded like a lung taking a breath. Then, it exhaled. It didn't breathe out air. It breathed out light. A shockwave of multicolored light exploded from the tower. It moved faster than sound. It swept across the gray landscape of the South. We watched it hit the edge of the Gray Zone the Salt Line where Leo had crossed. The Gray shattered. It looked like a pane of frosted glass breaking. The color rushed

The exact second the engine noise vanished from the street, Harmony grabbed both of my shoulders, shaking me violently. "Oh my God!" she shrieked. I looked up toward the winter sky, already exhausted and already defeated. The official Winter Lights festival hadn't even started yet, and somehow, I knew with absolute certainty, Black Hollow was only getting warmed up for a fight.

asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

Third Person's POV It is another day and just like yesterday, all of them are waiting for the police to call. But not like what they did last time, they are now doing several things instead just sitting on the couch and staring at the to and wait for it to ring. They made themselves busy but their ears are all lending on the telephone. "Miss Fatima, what's this?" Sarah asked while showing the black box that she found inside the cabinet. "Oh," Miss Fatima reacted and then walks towards Sarah. She takes a closer look to the black box that Sarah is holding. She smiles widely.