Re Zero Protagonist Novels & Stories

he answers as another bone breaks and I find myself rubbing his back trying to soothe him. After 15 minutes of listening to him be in pain I feel my first bone break leaving me screaming. In my mind link I hear Axel tell me to give in don’t fight it. For some reason I listen and relax my whole body onto him but instead of his hard broad chest I feel fur. Startled I look behind me and see his wolf staring at me. I can’t believe he did it that quickly. Another bone breaking breaks my thoughts away from everything as I try to surrender to the pain and relax onto Axels wolf. In 20 minutes I’m fully shifted. Axel’s POV

The floor seems to open beneath me. And then I’m lifted off the ground. Carried. Weightless. Helpless. My vision fades entirely except for one last flicker: A door sliding open into a chamber filled with blinding white light. A chair. Straps. Machines ready to rewrite something deep inside me. My memories? My identity? My connection to Alexander? My heart shatters. And as the light swallows me whole I hear him say: “Welcome to Rebirth Protocol Zero.”

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

Mable snapped, "It's true that we acted rashly and offended Erica, but she never told us who she was. We're innocent too!" She shot me a venomous look and continued, "Erica, you kept your identity a secret on purpose, just to trap us, didn't you?" Angered and amused by her absurd logic, I retorted, "I never revealed my identity, but I warned you from the start not to get too cocky, yet you assumed I was setting you up on purpose!" Unconvinced, Mable opened her mouth to argue, but the crowd had turned against her. "That's right! Ms. Zinger told the manager to call you, Mr. Caspian, but Mrs. Kaine insisted the signet ring was fake and slapped her!"

He also promised me the best salary package. Being personally recruited by Felix was a huge honor. Within days, everyone in the city was talking about it. However, to Nancy, I was merely a lapdog who flattered Felix for money. I initially wasn't planning on accepting Felix's honor. In my past life, that so-called electronic asset vault didn't last long before it was breached. The lead hacker in charge of the tech didn't earn a single cent. On top of that, they became a target of the thieves and Felix. In the end, they died a horrible death.

Zero. I stood still, staring at the empty steel chair in the center of the dim basement. The last time we spoke, I had drawn a gun on him at the canal bank, furious that he had hidden his initial contract with Victoria. But over the last few days, as the pieces of the Vance conspiracy fully aligned, I realized the truth. Zero had been handed a death sentence contract to extract me—and instead, he had risked his own life to train me, protect me, and turn me into someone who could fight back. He had lied about how we met, but he hadn't lied about wanting me free. "Can you bypass the secondary server at the venue, Zero?" I asked, my voice softer than it had been in months.

Then I turned my eyes towards Zane, and I was shocked to see that he had a murderous look on his face which made me come out of my haze and walk towards the kitchen mindlessly. What the fuck just happened? And why did Zane look at the stranger like he wanted to kill him and me both? After a few minutes, the brown haired guy came to the back kitchen with a warm smile on his face. He looked Moroccan or from somewhere with the sun. Because he had tanned skin that would make a male stripper jealous. I looked at him with a shy smile as I said, “Hi, thanks for helping me but who are you?” His smile widened as he replied, “I am your new boss and the new manager of Joy’s.”

While on training, Kana was always there, training among the father and son. Speaking of father and son. Let us rewind the birth of Niko. REWIND Zero's real name was Rusty Darkenlor. He met a lady by the lake of Basinica. The lady was wearing a white dress and a pink bonnet. Her name was Sasha. As the wind plays her hair. A man stood by afar watching her. Zero was intimiced by her beauty. Zero was wearing a black leather jacket and he was tossing a coin by his thumb back to his palm. He continued as he approached the girl.

Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The storm itself seemed to hesitate. Standing at the edge of the clearing was the most feared person in the history of the network. The first subject. The first experiment. The first mistake. Subject Zero. And he looked nothing like the monster Ava had imagined. He wasn't enormous. He wasn't scarred. He wasn't surrounded by dark energy or impossible power. Instead, he looked like a young man—twenty-five at most—with dark hair damp from the rain, pale skin, and sharp features. Human. Terribly human.

Under the dim, flickering glow of a single oil lamp, a thin figure sat hunched before a terminal composed of several salvaged monitors held together by duct tape and wire. This was a youth who looked barely in his twenties—Code Name: Zero. When he looked up, Sophia noticed his immediate abnormality: his hands shook with a high-frequency tremor as he typed, a visible sign of permanent neurological damage. Every few minutes, he winced, reaching into a silver briefcase beside him for a syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid. He expertly injected it into his thigh, hissing through clenched teeth as the drug suppressed the violent rejection spasms wracking his nervous system.