Chapter 20: Rebirth Protocol
The cryo-chamber hissed.
Cold vapor rolled across the steel floor of the virtual chamber, tendrils of mist curling like ghosts in the dark. Sierra watched, her pulse thudding in her ears, even though she wasn't really in her body. She was still connected—her mind embedded in the crumbling spine of the Protocol network.
Inside the chamber, the figure stirred.
Slow.
Deliberate.
Eyes fluttered open—mirror images of Sierra's own.
A perfect replica.
No… not perfect. There was something different. The eyes weren't filled with confusion or resistance. They were calm. Empty. Pure obedience.
Subject Zero. The prototype. The foundation of it all.
"Welcome," the voice echoed again. But it no longer sounded synthetic. It was hers. Zero's.
Sierra backed away instinctively, but the digital space shifted around her. The Protocol wasn't attacking anymore.
It was inviting her in.
"You've done well," Zero said, stepping forward. Her voice was soft, unthreatening—eerily soothing. "You survived every test. Every betrayal. And now you're here… to take your place."
"My place?" Sierra spat. "I'm here to end this."
Zero tilted her head, almost amused. "You are the Protocol now. Don't you see? You weren't meant to be a puppet. You were meant to evolve. To lead."
Sierra felt the weight of the network pressing into her mind again, not like chains this time—but like roots, searching for a host.
They wanted her.
Not to kill her.
To crown her.
"You're not fighting control anymore," Zero said, reaching out. "You're fighting purpose. Stop resisting, and we can change the world together. No more chaos. No more war. Just unity."
A thousand voices whispered in her head—seductive, familiar, promising peace.
Sierra trembled.
And then—
Knox's voice cut through the noise.
"Sierra, I don't know what's happening, but I can see it. The system's rewriting itself. You have to pull out—now!"
Her vision snapped between two realities: the empty control room in the Spire, and the surreal glow of the digital corridor.
Zero stepped closer. "He'll never understand you like I do. You and I are the same. Same blood. Same brain. Same destiny."
Sierra's gaze hardened. "No. We're not."
She raised her hand—and forced her will into the heart of the network.
Code screamed. Structures collapsed. The Protocol convulsed like a wounded animal.
Zero's eyes widened for the first time. "You'd destroy your own origin?"
"I'd destroy anything that takes away free will."
And with one final surge of will, Sierra severed the link.
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She jolted back into her body, gasping.
The console in front of her sparked violently. Alarms blared. Somewhere in the background, Knox shouted her name and yanked her away just as the terminal exploded.
Smoke and heat filled the Spire's core. Lights flickered. Systems crashed.
And far below, in the deep lab...
The cryo-chamber's glass cracked open.
Zero was waking up—for real this time.