Zero With Slash Through It Novels & Stories

He was systematically unmaking her, deleting the very concept of her existence from the foundational architecture of the network. "Sophia, your sync rate is plummeting! The deletion virus is eating through the external buffers like acid!" Zero’s voice crackled over the comms, but it no longer sounded like a transmission from the physical world. It resonated from within the data-stream itself, vibrating with a strange, harmonic purity.

"Are you ready Elliott?" "God yes," I translate with a smile as she signs with enthusiasm. I climb out of the bed and Carol turns off the ventilator, detaching the hose. We wait a minute to see if she can breathe on her own. After thirty seconds she starts wheezing and gasping for breath. Carol quickly reattaches the hose and turns the ventilator back on.

Me– 0, zero, zilch, nada, none, cero. I weep for my spirit this time. "Ok, see you tomorrow" I said, feeling like the call should end that minute and it did. "Good night Nuts, sleep well we have a long day tomorrow" he said quietly and hung up.

Izak came by my room later that day, he offered me a drawn smile as he entered the space. Tamsyn, Adeline, and Nisha cleared out in a flurry of giggles and sugary promises to be back to check on me later. I waved as they left, my body had yet to recover, and my energy was low. Izak ran his hand through his hair in a way that reminded me of Darrien. My heart ached at the gesture and the memories that sprung forth. I carefully tucked them away as Izak stood just inside the doorway.

It was on a July, I had handed the deal to some of trusted staff to prepare and ready the products for marketing and promotion as Hosae, The son of the chairman of zilak was to represent the company to select new brands for marketing. I had gotten a call that fateful afternoon about a commotion and problem with the dealing. In arriving at the location, I overheard Hosae Speaking lowly of our brands and had offered to buy them at large but on cheaper prices. I was really pissed, but on dealing with important clients, we had to be as polite as not to lose them or have them ruin our image with bad comments on social media platform, because if that happened, we would loose enough sponsors, publi

Behind the zero two, zero three zero four is also a brow, zero two footsteps stop,: "What's the matter with you?" Zero one looked up and looked sharp: "Don't touch her."

Sicily and its alleys were printed in her mind like G****e maps. Finally the car came to a deserted area. No way could she make it to her secured place. Reaching a dead end Myra pulled the brake harshly and looked behind. Two cars stood there. Two more arrived from the other side also. The guard at the back seat asked to open the fire but Myra stood still and waited for some time. A blue dot appeared on the screen of the device kept in the car. She looked at the screen and smiled. Another blue dot appeared. After a few seconds the increasing number of blue dots was enough to bring a full smile on her face.

I stare at my computer screen as the thin line blinks for me to start typing. My heart is beating a mile a minute and my head is on a rampage. I shut my eyes tight and take a deep breath to keep myself from going crazy. In and out. And then it starts, just as I remember it. The words slip through my fingers like a song I know all too well. One word after the other, never ending. It's been so long that the feeling is so alien. I missed this.

She and Zoe go way back from junior high school. So, that Thursday afternoon, Vanessa finally let down all her pride and she apologized to Zoe for shouting at her and asking her to mind her business. Zoe forgave her and they hugged. Zoe went further to tell her about everything she had missed and other kinds of stuff like that. Vanessa sighed at the thought of it. Their talk was great

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."