Zero Rem Novels & Stories

If he wants to see the glitch in his perfect world, I will show him exactly how much it's going to cost him to fix it. Valerius raises the watch, and in the reflection of the glass, I see it—a countdown, glowing in red pixels that shouldn't exist in a stable system. Protocol Zero. He mouths a single word, silent beneath the hum of the dying machines. *Begin.*

Making my head spin, while sending my senses and nerves into overdrive. It's Zane, well it's his scent. He smells like the forest after rain and cinnamon. Not the sugary sweet kind, but the hot and spicy kind. Like red hots or fireball whisky, my favorite kind. 'Mate' sounds off in my head for the second time in my life. Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me.

"I'm calling for a town hall meeting tomorrow at 9:00 am. We will be addressing serious violations by certain senior executives. The company will not tolerate misconduct." I stared at the message and recalled Jake's cold betrayal. Then, I sent a text to Mr. Skylar. "There's something I'd like to flag for you regarding the 50-million deal and the subcontractor involved, Mr. Skylar. Tomorrow at 9:00 am, I invite you to come to our company for a little show. After all, your money doesn't grow on trees."

Static electricity made my hair stand up. "I don't like this," Null whispered, her light flickering nervously. "None of us do," I said. "But we need rest." Subject 13 found the main terminal, and Null interfaced with it. The lights came on with a weak buzz. Then a voice spoke from the speakers. "Welcome back, Subject Zero." I froze. "Subject Zero?" Kieran turned to me. "That was your designation before they gave you a name." "I never knew that."

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

I've just gotten back from a business trip when my wife, Lisa Irwin, steps onto the windowsill. She looks at me, tears streaming down her face, and whispers, "I'm so sorry, honey." Then she jumps in front of me. Our three-month-old daughter, Ariah Conner, lies silent in her crib. She's not breathing, and her skin has turned a deep purple. Beside her, our nanny, Aunt Caitlin, lies unconscious with blood pooling from a head wound. The police tell me Lisa was sexually assaulted before she died, and Ariah suffocated. The security cameras were down. There was no sign of forced entry. In a single day, my whole world shatters. Every clue points to a phantom who doesn't exist. I spend five

It wasn't a symbol of a closed system. "What's that?" Meilin asked. Leo looked at the circle, then at the fire, then at the horizon where the first real lights of a rebuilding city were beginning to twinkle. "It's a 'Zero'," Leo said with a faint, witty smile. "But I think... I think I'm going to turn it into a 'One'." He drew a single line through the circle. The story of the Project Renaissance had ended. The story of Humanity 2.0 had just begun.

She looked down at the dark screen, then back up at me with a playful tilt of her head. "What's the code, Mr. Lombardi? Or is it some top-secret biometric scan?" I felt a ghost of a bitter smile touch my lips, but it didn't reach my eyes. "Nothing that high-tech. It’s just numbers." I paused, "It's Remo’s birthday. Zero-five, one-two."

"Umm..." I realized I had nothing to say, in my panic earlier, I had failed to think far enough to this. What the hell do I say? What do people say to win a pack of wolves’ heart? I sent a panicked look towards Amaya whose face held nothing and then Ciro who looked utterly amused, it pissed me off. I cleared my throat and turned my attention to the crowd "My apologies for my hesitance,” I spoke, deciding to just be honest “I hadn't thought to this point therefore I hadn't prepared a speech since I wasn't aware one would be needed" I threw daggers at Ciro.

Just one. A single line of green text appeared on the main screen. REBOOT COMPLETE. Then, a second line. HELLO, MOTHER. I stared at the screen. Who are you? I typed. The cursor blinked. I AM ZERO, came the reply. AND I AM EVERYONE. I looked at Zero's body. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't white. And they weren't gold. They were black. Absorbing all light. She sat up. The leather restraints snapped like twine.