The Ava Protocol

The Ava Protocol

Gavin

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The first thing I felt was a dull, persistent beeping. I forced my heavy eyelids open, staring at a sterile white ceiling. This wasn't home, not even a hospital-just a cold, modern corporate infirmary. Panic, cold and sharp, flooded my chest as I looked at my hands. Small. Delicate. Not mine. My name is Ava. I am Commander Ava Rostova, lead engineer of the Olympus Station project, a celebrated astronaut. The last thing I remembered was the decompression alarm. Now, the face in the mirror wasn't Ava's-it was a young woman with wide, terrified brown eyes, maybe twenty. Then, a news headline flashed: "ROGUE FACTION THREATENS OLYMPUS STATION." My heart stopped. My station. And the leader of this rogue group, "Aethelred's Hand"? My brother, Leo. The grief of lost time, a lost body, now twisted into raw rage. How dare he? How dare he try to destroy our legacy? The door slid open, revealing a cheerful intern with pink hair. "Mia? You're awake!" So, Mia. That was my name now. My mind, a steel trap, understood. This wasn't just waking up; this was something else entirely. I was Ava, the commander, trapped in a stranger's body, facing a betrayal that cut deeper than bone. My brother, my supposed enemy, was threatening everything I had built. But my memories were intact, my will unbroken. My mission became clear: I had to understand why Leo would do this. I had to get inside. I had to get back control of my station. My legacy was orbiting 250 miles above Earth, and I was going to take it back.

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The first thing I felt was a dull, persistent beeping. I forced my heavy eyelids open, staring at a sterile white ceiling. This wasn't home, not even a hospital-just a cold, modern corporate infirmary.

Panic, cold and sharp, flooded my chest as I looked at my hands. Small. Delicate. Not mine. My name is Ava. I am Commander Ava Rostova, lead engineer of the Olympus Station project, a celebrated astronaut. The last thing I remembered was the decompression alarm. Now, the face in the mirror wasn't Ava's-it was a young woman with wide, terrified brown eyes, maybe twenty.

Then, a news headline flashed: "ROGUE FACTION THREATENS OLYMPUS STATION." My heart stopped. My station. And the leader of this rogue group, "Aethelred's Hand"? My brother, Leo. The grief of lost time, a lost body, now twisted into raw rage. How dare he? How dare he try to destroy our legacy?

The door slid open, revealing a cheerful intern with pink hair. "Mia? You're awake!" So, Mia. That was my name now. My mind, a steel trap, understood. This wasn't just waking up; this was something else entirely.

I was Ava, the commander, trapped in a stranger's body, facing a betrayal that cut deeper than bone. My brother, my supposed enemy, was threatening everything I had built. But my memories were intact, my will unbroken.

My mission became clear: I had to understand why Leo would do this. I had to get inside. I had to get back control of my station. My legacy was orbiting 250 miles above Earth, and I was going to take it back.

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