Zero Samus Novels & Stories

The screen didn't go black. But the green phosphor text vanished instantly, replaced by a single, clean window of high-contrast white that had no directory trees, no file paths, and no signatures from 2001. A single line of text ran across the center of the display, the letters large, sharp, and perfectly legible under the crimson glare of the ceiling light: LOCAL CORE ZEROED. TERMINAL PURGED. Sophia stopped by the landing. Her face didn't break into an expression of anger, but her hands tightened inside her pockets until the gray wool of her trench coat tore at the seam with a short, sharp rip that sounded like a dry branch snapping in the wind.

The jungle air was thick with heat and tension, wrapping around the Lazarus compound like a noose. Deep underground, beneath layers of steel and biometric locks, something stirred within the bio-chamber. It opened its eyes. A perfect replica of Sophia—but colder, paler, devoid of warmth. Not a woman, but a weapon. The lead scientist, Dr. Carver, stood before the chamber, watching as the fluid drained and the glass peeled back. “Welcome to the world, Subject Zero-Two.”

I didn't get any rest that night. Tyra rested one blade over her lap, Kieran sat close to me, half-awake, half-alert, and Malek snuggled against the wall. However, I was unable to close my eyes. Not after what I had witnessed. Subject Zero wearing my face, though not me. She was not Echo. Echo was the ideal weapon; she was smooth and icy. Zero, however, was something different; Not made to follow orders, it wasn't even made to be copied.

he cried out happily. “You! We thought you really fell off that cliff!” Sam started chattering, “Mom and I really got worried that the truck actually hit you and sent you falling to your death!” she laughed, a sweet childish laugh that made several people look their way. “I see you’re bright and dandy!” she added, “So you must be Dorin Silvius, huh?” “And you are?” Dorin asked. “Let me introduce you,” Jacob piped in, “This is Samantha Revious, the head registrar’s secretary.”

“Holy crap, Briella, you’re a monster!” “The four of us couldn’t even get past the second layer—it took us twenty minutes!” “She’s the boss for a reason, alright.” “Boss, will I ever reach your level?” Sage whined. Austin: “In your next life, maybe.” The screen froze. A new window popped up. “Access Granted.” Briella leaned back in her chair, eyes narrowed with satisfaction. “I’ll admit it—Zero’s defense was impressive. This… was fun.” ***

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

It was also just too weird. Naraja:”Hm?” While receiving a tug on the corner of his clothing, Naraja looked down and saw another little girl that looked a little younger or older by one year than Sunshine, he couldn’t tell. As Naraja stood and wondered what this little girl wanted, if he remembered what Nai said she said there was a person amongst the group that was deaf/mute. If Naraja could remember correctly her name was… Naraja: “Anima, right?”

He immediately pulled me outside the gate. He was about to lead me to his car but I did not flinch. "Wait up, what are we gonna talk about, Primo?" "Of course, the deal," he replied. "No deal for today. She's going with me." Doom appeared in a black shirt paired with cargo pants.

“Oh, you are so on! There are many things I’m good at, but it appears killing zombies isn’t one of them. In the end, Ethan wins and I whine all the way to the snack bar. “Not fair,” I whine as Ethan places an order for burgers and drinks. “You know where all the zombies were popping up. You’ve played the game before!” Ethan gasps in mock offense even bringing his hand up to cover his mouth. “The audacity. I haven’t just played the game before. I have mastered it! Luke has the exact same machine in his game room.” Now it was my turn to gasp. “You cheater!” I accuse him, hitting his arm with a balled-up fist. But Ethan only laughs, catching my wrist in his hand.

she said slowly, her words sinking in like a revelation. "I was only playing mute," she continued, "The mute Luna. It was the only way to protect myself from everyone who wanted to kill me." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, a mixture of shock and amazement washed over me. "Oh, I just can't believe my eyes and ears," I admitted, shaking my head in disbelief. "How could I not have known? I'm such a silly father."