Night Watcher Zero Novels & Stories

"We’re leaving. Move." We hit the driveway just as Nathan’s men were pulling up. "We don't know what tripped it, Boss. Malfunction?" "No," Nathan growled, standing like a wall in front of me as I buckled Lila into the car. "I don't trust coincidences. Whatever this is, it’s about them." "You want us to sweep the building?" Lucas asked. "No. I want every gun we have on Zack and the kid. Move out!" The Silent Watcher’s POV

Except it wasn't empty. A single figure stood near the exit, silhouetted against the weak exterior lighting, waiting with the patient stillness of someone who'd expected them all along. Marcus's radio crackled again, this time with a voice Ryan recognized instantly from the underground corridor, calm, measured, and utterly without mercy. "Going somewhere, Warden?" Griggs said, stepping fully into the light, flanked by two guards Ryan hadn't even seen until they moved. "You really thought I'd leave the one exit nobody's supposed to use unwatched?"

Outside the grand Gothic-style villa that stood isolated in the mountainous region, the night grew colder by the minute. The thick air enveloped an unmarked operational vehicle hidden beneath a grove of trees, not far from the main gate. Inside the dimly lit car, four members of Unit Zero sat with bated breath. Noah, the youngest member of the team, was intently focused on his laptop screen. His fingers danced nimbly across the keyboard, bypassing security protocols and successfully hacking into the villa's internal CCTV network.

Her face, though altered, still held the shape of the woman in Nia’s sketchbook. The mother in the blue shawl. Nia made a sound that was not human and not wolf. I turned quickly. “Nia. Look at me.” She did not. Her eyes were fixed on the body. The scars on her chest flared red so bright they lit the room. “Mama,” she whispered. Then the lamps flickered. A machine beside the table activated. Anya swore. “They left a trigger.” The silver threads in Subject Zero’s body began to glow.

One Year Later A solitary breeze swept over the reinforced steel perimeter, carrying the cool scent of damp pine and freshly tilled earth. High atop the northern watchtower, Denzel lay prone against the cold metal grating of the roof. His amber eyes were narrowed in absolute focus, tracking a lone human zombie stumbling aimlessly through the treeline fifty yards beyond the outer trench line. Smoothly resting his thumb against the frame of his silenced sniper rifle, he adjusted his breath. Pft. The suppressed shot spat out with a quiet hiss. The round pierced the creature directly between the eyes, dropping it instantly into the high grass without a sound.

Elena Vance wakes up in the penthouse. Julian Vane beside her. Black box on nightstand. Elena takes the brass key and goes to the observation room with Julian. She turns off the cam screens. She turns off the kitchen cam in the old apartment. She turns off the lobby cam that watches her desk. Four more red lights go dark. Julian watches. "How many left?" Elena asks. "Ten left," Julian says. "Which ten?" she asks. "Your car outside cam, your new apartment door cam, Vane lobby entrance cam for safety, and seven old school cams I keep for memory," he says.

And he had a sinking feeling that it had everything to do with the man who had caused her heartbreak just weeks ago—Nexus Wejia. … That night, when the house had gone still, Lucas sat in his study with a glass of bourbon in hand. Talia had gone to bed early, exhausted from the day’s work, and Tasha was fast asleep. But Lucas couldn’t rest. He booted up the secured laptop he rarely used, the one tied to the deeper, darker layers of his identity—Noctis. He had his people watching Nexus. Even during his coma, Noctis’s shadow network kept tabs on the man. And now that Nexus was awake, Lucas had already received a flurry of updates, reports, and surveillance logs.

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.

She lowers her eyes and scrubs her hands. In the dark. Zero-one tapped his headset, and the slight sound indicated that he had found the target and was ready to start work. At the other end, zero two lowered his voice, "You can move, and we will come later." Zero-one pulled up the black mask hanging around his neck, and the brim of his hat was lightly brought down. When he lifted his face, he only showed a pair of sharp eyes, and his eyes were cruel and fierce, showing the coldness.

Avyanna was dancing with Alcinder, she didn't look one bit like she was in danger. She scanned everyone dancing then back at Avyanna and Alcinder. Elektra scrutinized Alcinder, then she noticed what was off. He wasn't wearing the crystal bracelet he gave to him, but he wore it moments ago. What could be wrong? She thought of waving it off, and that was when he noticed the black smoke hovering over Alcinder's head. She moved swiftly, pushing everyone out of the way. Electra ignited a fire in her hands, grabbed Alcinder by the throat till he burnt to ashes, and fell to the ground.