Conduct Zero Novels & Stories

He continued calling. In the hallway, Zain Centineo and his henchmen appeared to be storming to the junior classes. Almost all the few students who stood by their lockers quickly turned their faces away knowing well that staring too much might be considered as disrespect. Even a cough or a loud breathing sound could be misinterpreted as a deliberate act of disrespecting the senior prefects.

The ceramic shard in my hand wasn't a blade—it was a conductor. I reached out, fingers lacing with a jagged, violet glow, and slapped the side of the lance as it hissed past my throat. Static jumped. The arc of energy was so violent it turned the air between us into a white-hot sheet of ozone. Thorne stumbled, the feedback from his own weapon rattling his reinforced frame. "Subject Zero is resisting extraction," Thorne noted. His voice was a flat, synthesized rasp. He didn't sound angry; he sounded like he was checking a box on a lab report.

The class slowly came to an end. We parted ways to prepare for the day, and I met up with Ricky to go to school together. ___________________________________________ "I am back and I will continue the story from here on after, Ben please stop narrating when I am not here, I will try to make the story interesting, you don't have to say that in front of everyone." -Zero Kelvin ___________________________________________

g cuckoo bi BEHAVIOURAL ADAPTATI 1. Movement in cluster (herd) to ward off animals e.g elephan 2. Nuptial flights to form new colonies e.g be 3. Aestivation : A period of inactivity during long periods of drought or heat e.g lung fi 4. Hibernation: A state of sleep-like and greatly reduced metabolic activities during winter and period of food scarcity e.g bear 5. Dormancy : A period of minimal metabolic activity e.g seeds of plants and cysts of protozo

I hoped to leave our story with the last bit of grace. However, he did not even give me that chance, so I did not want that dignity anymore. Besides, what dignity was there in a relationship already broken beyond repair, soaked in betrayal and lies? It was just my own self-deception. Zach stared at me, desperately searching my eyes for even the slightest emotion. Yet there was nothing left there he recognized. There was no love, no anger, no sadness, not even hatred. His hand dropped abruptly. The ring fell to the ground, and he did not even notice.

I managed to dial emergency services before everything went black. My consciousness drifted in and out. The contractions came in relentless waves, drenching me in cold sweat. The warmth between my legs kept spreading, and my body grew colder with every passing second. The paramedic shouted, "She's showing signs of major hemorrhage. Get her to the OR now!" My vision started to blur. A nurse grabbed my hand and called out, "Where's your family? We need a signature before we can operate." I bit down on my lip hard enough to draw blood. My voice was barely a rasp. "It's just me."

We want Trent to turn toward the screen, so we can catch the visuals, but he keeps his gaze locked on Bill. While we wait, we send a few tendrils deeper into Trent’s meat, exploring our real estate. It’s all prime, the nerve bundles humming with enough electricity to power a city. We plug into one near the base of his skull, and the energy lights up our cells. From this new position, we can hear Trent thinking, although it’s like hearing someone in the next room, a dull murmur, with no words we can discern. Through a tendril, we try to send a signal into his cortex, a subtle command to move his left foot. No movement.

"You cannot have nothing without something to contrast it with. The Absolute Zero needs existence. Not permanently. But cyclically. It breathes reality in and out like—" She stopped. Through the bond, I felt her realization spreading like wildfire. "Like breathing," she repeated. "It breathes. Which means—" "—which means it is not truly nothing," I finished. "Something that breathes is something. Something that decides is something. Something that creates and erases is—" "—is terrified," Kael said suddenly. We all turned to him. "What?" Darius demanded. "The Absolute Zero. It is afraid." Kael's awareness rippled with certainty. "Look at how it moves. How it erases. This is not casual reset.

Wipe the cache. That will cause chaos, Julian. Chaos is better than extinction. I looked at Zero. "Can you do it?" She nodded, her face pale. "I will have to... go dark. I will have to sleep." It’s the only way, I thought. Do it, Julian said. Zero closed her eyes. She began to chant. It was a sound that vibrated in the bones of the digital world. System Purge Initiated. Warning: Global Connectivity Loss Imminent.

"You're talking about our children, you tin-can bastard!" Voss’s image flickered but didn't vanish. "Emotion is a wasteful expenditure of energy. The units are the only logical solution to a global extinction event. You have three hours to deliver them to the Ever-Zero. If you refuse, we will engage the Zero-Field." "What is a Zero-Field, Nathaniel?" I asked, looking at the silver-logic monitors that were now frosting over.