Identity Unknown の小説・ストーリー

Which was nothing compared to what he really deserved. Billboard signs and street exits flew by as the truck sped along the dark highway road to our unknown destination. For the life of me, I just couldn't believe that we had gotten away. My mind felt like I was in a dream state, just floating around in my own body; watching everything as it unfolded, not really seeing what my eyes were seeing. My heart was still running double time, even as we slowly made our way to the elevator and up to our room on the second floor. I couldn't even remember when we had pulled into parking lot of the hotel. My ears heard the soft click of the door unlocking... telling me we were safe and that we had escape

It meant nothing to her so why can't she just forget about it? Her phone buzzed and she picked it up. It's a message from and unknown number. * Long time no see, Gemita Prescott.* Gemita almost dropped her phone the moment she saw the message. No one knows her true identity here, not even Joel so how come this stranger knows? She immediately dials his number and he picks up immediately. “Well hello there miss Prescott." Linus said smiling to himself. “Who are you?" Gemita asked feeling threatened already. This could really ruin her plan.

Two weeks back, I found myself knee-deep in a mission to dismantle the nefarious web spun by those purveyors of fabricated scandals. My solitary endeavor was almost in full swing when, out of the blue, an unexpected message dropped into my digital realm. The sender bore the mysterious alias "Zero-One," which was as intriguing as a riddle whispered in the wind. "Who you are, I know," Zero-One's message began, each word dripping with enigma, concealing his true self beneath layers of anonymity. "Stop what you're doing."

The faint words could be heard from the radio ∫∫∫… know who you are, know your identity…∫∫∫ He reminisced about his life so far and thought of how he finally reached his status quo but can only marvel on how God does His things. Life itself is the toughest school. You never know what class you are in, what exam you’ll have next and can’t cheat because nobody else has the same question paper. ‘Wow, this is awesome,’ he said to himself. He suddenly realized that his eyelids had become heavy and so, allowed himself to be overcome by sleep as he closed his eyes in the actualization of whom he really is. The sound of the siren had woken them up from a beautiful sleep. At first, it was a distant

Screaming, she bumped into a car that was moving speedily. Unable to withstand the shock, she fainted. Alpha Ray froze. He had just hit someone. Coming down immediately, she ran towards the person. When he saw that it was a woman, his face changed. He still needed to help though even if he does not like women. When he turned her, her face was covered with dust. "She must be one of the elite's daughter." he said to himself as he tried to drag her up. Then he heard heavy steps coming closer. When he looked up, he saw three men.

“Skip the minor details. Just tell me—who is she?” Noah hesitated. “Mr. Blackwood… I’m afraid we haven’t been able to determine her real identity yet.” Ethan’s eyes narrowed sharply. “What do you mean you haven’t? What is she—a ghost?” Noah cleared his throat. “From what we’ve discovered, there’s an underground agency capable of creating entirely fabricated identities—so real that even government systems recognize them. Whoever helped Mrs. Blackwood likely erased her past completely. There’s no record of her original profile in any database.”

Nate continued, “ if she’s one of us her scent signatures been scrubbed from the lunar registry “ . I leaned back into the chair . “ she doesn’t know “ my wolf whispered , she thinks she’s human “ not for long “ I muttered The moon was rising and the bond Between us was waking whether she wanted it or not . The imagine on the wall frozen on a hospital report , Female , approximately eight years old , admitted with second degree burns to lower abdomen , signs of smoke inhalation and multiple lacerations , arrived unconscious, brought in by family member , no name . I read it again . And again . Thats all ? I asked , voice low. Nate leaned against the wall arms crossed . That’s everything I co

“We found someone who is not on either list. Someone who crossed the boundary this morning with the two hundred but whose identity does not appear in any network documentation.” “Who,” I said. “That is what I am trying to tell you,” he said. “We cannot identify them. They have no pack registration. No council record. No documentation of any kind.” He paused. “Elena, this person has no recorded existence anywhere in the pack world.” I looked at Coran. He was looking at his phone. He had received a message. I could see the screen from where I stood. Could not read the text but could read his face reading it.

Focused entirely on Damian. Waiting. Listening. The assistant placed a document on the desk. Then another. Then a third. Every record pointed toward the same individual. The same name. The same person. Interesting. Very interesting. Yet the identity shocked everyone. Not because they recognized the name. Because they did not. The individual had remained hidden behind layers of companies and intermediaries for decades. Invisible. Anonymous. Protected. Until now. Damian folded his hands together. His expression unusually serious. “The problem is not who this person was.”

and now it was too late. I regretted not having asked him before, I had been so overwhelmed by all that I had learnt and found out that I wanted to clear my head and so I had gone out to the place where I had teleported myself that day only to be faced with worse and even worse when I returned. I felt absolutely horrible now, what bothered me the most however was, I still felt incomplete. Over the days I heard people talking about the old Mez, she sounded amazing honestly... I was just a ghost, memories really did give you identity to an extent and without them, I was just another Mez... Evin had realised that I was disturbed and told me that he believed I was still me... I felt horrible tha