Night Watcher Zero Novels & Stories

Morgan, Jaylen, and Matteo watched him, trying to read the cracks beneath the surface. By nightfall, the three gathered in the back office, away from prying ears. Bottles lined the shelf, but none of them poured a drink. “This isn’t good, if Kross finds him alone out there—” “He’s as good as dead,” Jaylen said. “We should’ve kept a closer eye, we knew he was spooked.” “You think The Boss didn’t notice? He noticed, he always notices. He just… didn’t stop him.” That silenced them all.

Original Ethan stepped aside so we could see. Eight names. SUBJECT ZERO: LENA CARTER. ANCHOR: ETHAN CROSS. CREATOR: MAYA BENNETT. And so on. And at the bottom, a new line, blinking: UNREGISTERED CONSCIOUSNESS DETECTED. Then a name started typing itself out, letter by letter. L E N A C A R T E R My stomach dropped to the floor. "That's impossible," Maya whispered. "No," Original Ethan said quietly. "It's worse."

The private investigator I hired overseas had sent the latest photos of Jasper. In the photos, he had his arm around Fiona. The two of them stood beneath the Nordvalen night sky, gazing up at the aurora together. He had once promised to take me to see the northern lights for our honeymoon. Work always came first, though, and the trip kept getting pushed back. Now, I finally understood. I was simply never the one his heart wanted. The oxygen mask came down over my face, and the agony spread through every inch of my body. As blood drained out of me, a cold so deep that it felt cellular crept through my limbs. Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins.

"It means that the real problem has just started. Something called the 'Eternal Watcher' is awake. It is going to tear time and space." Suddenly the lights in the room started flickering. The screen showed a symbol that looked like an eye. It was red. It was staring at them. The room started shaking. Alarms were going off. Eleanor was scared. "What is that?" she whispered. Director Thorne looked concerned. "It is something we have been trying to stop for a while. It is a guardian that decides if humanity is worth saving." He looked at Alexander, Eleanor and finally at Leo. "It has chosen Leo. It is coming for him.”

Matter of fact, she is sure she will be next. The man has cold dead eyes, blacker than the night. He stares right at her and aims the gun. Before the end, all she hears is the owl hooting from the nearby tree and the cracking sound of her skull.

No, he beaconed one of the Picts to come to him, someone specific. From out of the mass of humanity emerged a small girl, barely thirteen to look at her, but naked, pale and sporting a mane of curly red locks that draped her bloody body. She walked up to Gonar quite casually before the army of barbarians, and looked him in the eyes. A grim silence spread over the Picts, punctuated only by the cries of the dying far off behind them.

Whatever trouble the girl is in, you know that she's on the right side of it and it's about the demon. Before the other half of Norma's brain could respond, screaming that demons weren't real, and had been taken in by a charismatic sociopath, the girl was gone, deciding on the left hallway which Norma knew led to the loading bay doors. The entire scene occurred in about five seconds. Norma took her hand off the button. “I saw nothing,” She muttered to herself. “Not one blessed thing.” *** The other guard that finally showed up was hardly old enough to bother shaving but still breathed like a man twice his age. Byron wondered how he even got this job.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier inside and outside the cabin. The watcher removed his cloak, and Zen studied the NPC. He was very pale and clearly lacked vitamin D from living in darkness for too many years. However, when he turned around, Zen had to physically stop himself from backing away instinctively. Those fangs protruding past the watcher’s lips told Zen everything he needed to know. The man lacked more than just vitamin D. He lacked a heartbeat and pulse on top of it all. Those blood-red eyes seemed to see through Zen’s fear. One was a man of God, and the other was a monster allergic to holy water.

he cut my words and he said those to me. "Austin, I am saying that we got technology." I said and he paused. "If you are telling me to look for him through CCTV cameras, the whole city is too large to watch everything." he explained and I chuckles. "I just remembered, that I got the nightwatchers." I mumbled. "What is that?" he asked and I grinned. "I will tell to you tomorrow, let me get some sleep first." I said to him. "Wait, did you not went home last night?" he asked when I was about to end the call.

: Night Watch Tuesday, October 6th, 2026 Albemarle County, Charlottesville, Virginia 2:00 am Silence surrounds the night; the air has a cold heart. No cars are roaming the streets or a person in sight. All of the stores are closed. The nearby neighbors are sound asleep. The sidewalks are filled with trash. Feral cats are fiddling around with the litter. Some cars are on the curb, including a Charlottesville Police Dodge Charger. Flashing lights of red, white, and blue are not on.