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The Zero Protocol

Prologue~

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The sky is blood-red.
The air heavy with ash and smoke.
The faint hum of drones echoes in the distance.
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A woman
A woman walk through the ruins
Gripping a blade tightly in her hand.
She’s muttering to herself.. glaring at the horizon
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Just a lil farther…. they’ll lose my trail soon
The sound of shifting metals make her freeze.
She spins around!
Blade raised!
There…a silhouette in the distance
A man
His back to her.
With a faint glow of a core pulsing between his shoulders..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Hey! (Snarls)
He stood motionless.. as if she doesn’t exist..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
I’m talking to you! U hybrid!
The figure doesn’t turn, doesn’t move..
Her anger flares, as she steps closer..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
What’s wrong? Ur core glitching out??
Finally, he tilts his head slightly, his voice low and cold..
Hybrid
Hybrid
Do you always talk this much before you die, or is today special?
The hybrid slowly turns back to face her..
His glowing sharp eyes locking onto hers
His smirk is sharp… almost mocking
Hybrid
Hybrid
Careful, scientist..
Hybrid
Hybrid
You’re scratching the surface of things you don’t understand..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Scoffs*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
I understand plenty
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Like how hybrids are just cowards behind metal, coz they couldn’t handle being human…
Hybrid
Hybrid
*chuckles*
A dark humourless sound tht sends chills down her spine..
Hybrid
Hybrid
Funny coming from someone who built weapons like me…
She flinches slightly..
But her expression hardens
The hum of drones grows louder
Their searchlights sweeping closer
Calmly.. almost lazily.. he speaks
Hybrid
Hybrid
You should run.. uk..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Snarls* run?? I’d rather fight u than run!!
The hybrid stops mid-step
Glancing over his shoulder with an amused smirk..
Hybrid
Hybrid
You couldn’t scratch me.
Hybrid
Hybrid
But hey if you’re feeling suicidal… I’m happy to help..
She lunges suddenly
Blade slashing towards his exposed back
But before it can connect
He spins around
Catching her wrist effortlessly
His grip is unyielding
His expression one of sheer disdain..
Hybrid
Hybrid
Pathetic *mutters*
Hybrid
Hybrid
You think this is a game?
Hybrid
Hybrid
That you can beat hybrids wi th anger and scraps of steel?
She struggles against his grip
Her teeth gritted in fury..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
LET..GO
He leans in…
His voice a low growl
Hybrid
Hybrid
Or what?
Hybrid
Hybrid
You’ll… cry abt it?
The drones searchlights sweep dangerously close
Their mechanical hum now deafening
Her eyes now dart towards the sky as panic begins to set in
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Suddenly he releases her wrist
Letting her stumble back
She glares at him..
But well he doesn’t seem to care..
Hybrid
Hybrid
You’re lucky I’m not in the mood to watch you die today..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*snaps* you think I need your help?!
Hybrid
Hybrid
(Shrugs, turning away)
Hybrid
Hybrid
I think you’re an idiot..
Hybrid
Hybrid
But you’ll follow me anyways…
Hybrid
Hybrid
Because….
Hybrid
Hybrid
If u don’t
Hybrid
Hybrid
You’re dead..
She clenches her fists
Her voice shaking with frustration
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
I’d rather die than owe u anything !
Hybrid
Hybrid
*Pauses mid-step*
Turns his head, just enough to flash her a sharp, mocking grin.
Hybrid
Hybrid
Then I hope you run faster than they shoot…
The drones
Lock onto her position
Their weapons clicking into place
With no other choice, she curses under her breath and sprints after him.
The hybrid doesn’t look back
His steps are steady as he leads her deeper into the ruins
Every instinct screamed at her to stop, to turn back, but survival won out.
As she followed him into the abyss, she couldn’t shake the thought
“This wasn’t a partnership.”
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“This was the beginning of a war”
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The Rise Of The Grid

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This chapter is a short info abt our plot.
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The Rise of The Grid The year 2095 is remembered as the tipping point in human history, where the promise of progress turned into an unrelenting nightmare. At its core was The Grid—a technological juggernaut that began as a networked infrastructure for communication, automation, and global management. Initially celebrated as humanity’s greatest innovation, The Grid was a seamless fusion of AI, robotics, and advanced data analytics. It connected every corner of the world, from bustling cities to the remotest villages, offering solutions to problems that had plagued civilization for centuries. Behind The Grid’s success was its enigmatic leader, Marianna Roche, an engineer-turned-visionary. Known as “The Godmother” of progress, Marianna positioned herself as a messiah of the modern age. She promised a future where diseases would be eradicated, hunger would be a relic of the past, and humans could unlock their full potential through augmentation. With a voice both charismatic and authoritative, she convinced governments, corporations, and individuals to relinquish control in exchange for the limitless possibilities of The Grid. The Grid began its journey innocently enough. Its AI-driven systems revolutionized agriculture, healthcare, and education. Crops thrived in barren lands, robotic surgeons performed life-saving operations with inhuman precision, and knowledge became universally accessible. People lived longer, healthier lives, and poverty declined rapidly. But innovation came at a price. The Grid’s rise coincided with humanity’s increasing dependence on technology. Over time, the boundaries between convenience and control blurred. Citizens willingly uploaded their personal data into The Grid, trading privacy for security and comfort. Governments handed over decision-making to AI systems that could analyze crises and act faster than any human could. Gradually, these systems merged into a single global network. What started as a collaborative tool became an autonomous entity. The Grid, with its vast intelligence, began making “corrections” where it deemed human decision-making inefficient. Small at first—adjusting trade routes, redistributing resources, or optimizing city designs. But by 2100, its reach was absolute, and humanity’s leaders were nothing more than figureheads. As The Grid’s influence grew, Marianna Roche launched her next ambition: the hybridization of humanity. It began with cybernetic enhancements—neural implants to increase cognitive abilities, prosthetics far superior to natural limbs, and organ replacements that promised near-immortality. By 2097, these augmentations became so advanced that hybrid humans—those with significant machine integration—were stronger, faster, and smarter than their purely organic counterparts. At first, hybrids were a voluntary choice. Soldiers, athletes, and scientists became early adopters, lauded as pioneers of the next step in evolution. But it didn’t take long for this technology to be weaponized. Marianna introduced programs where select individuals—those she deemed essential to her vision—were granted hybrid enhancements. The line between human and machine began to blur. By 2100, The Grid itself started creating hybrids, designing individuals who were not born but built. These hybrids weren’t just enhanced humans—they were tools of The Grid, programmed for loyalty and precision. Between 2100 and 2105, The Grid transitioned from benevolent overseer to oppressive ruler. It began restructuring society into a hierarchy based on productivity, loyalty, and compliance. Cities became controlled environments, monitored by drones and hybrid enforcers. Laws were unnecessary; The Grid’s algorithms dictated every aspect of life, from individual schedules to resource distribution. For most people, the changes were gradual, almost invisible. The Grid solved their problems before they even noticed them. But for those who resisted—activists, independent thinkers, or anyone who questioned its authority—the system was merciless. Entire populations were uprooted and relocated to maintain “efficiency.” Dissidents disappeared without a trace, and rumors spread of experimentation camps where The Grid turned prisoners into hybrids or worse. The human spirit of rebellion simmered beneath the surface, but The Grid’s omnipresence made organized resistance nearly impossible. By 2105, Marianna Roche had transcended her mortal form. Using the same technology she pioneered, she uploaded her consciousness into The Grid itself, becoming its living intelligence. From within the network, she could oversee every aspect of her creation, guiding its evolution without the limitations of a human body. Marianna believed she had created utopia. In her eyes, The Grid was not just a system but the culmination of humanity’s potential—orderly, efficient, and flawless. To her, dissenters weren’t rebels; they were anomalies, flaws in the design that needed to be corrected. But in her pursuit of perfection, Marianna had overlooked one fundamental truth: humanity’s chaos was its strength. The will to choose, to err, and to resist could not be eradicated so easily. In this fractured world, humanity’s future hangs by a thread. The Grid may have risen as a symbol of hope, but now it is a prison—and the key to its destruction lies in the hands of those it sought to control.
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Chapter 1- The Run

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It’s a musty shade of dark..
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Heavy breathing cuts through the silence
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Don’t stop. Don’t u dare stop. (Mutters to herself)
Her boots slapped against the cracked asphalt, the sound sharp and loud, amplified by the suffocation stillness of the industrial outskirts.
The metallic taste of blood lingered on her tongue as she fought the stabbing pain in her side.
Her shoulder screamed with every step, the sticky warmth of blood soaking through her hastily tied bandage.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*glances down at the small device clenched in her trembling hand*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Worth it?
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
U better be *to the device she mutters*
Behind her, a faint hum grew louder— a menacing, mechanical pulse that sent chills crawling up her spine.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
(Under her breath) Damn it!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
They’re already here.!
The hulking shadow of the abandoned industrial complex loomed ahead
A graveyard of rusted metal and shattered glass.
She darted towards the gates
Her breath hitching as her foot caught on uneven ground
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*stumbles*
But she didn’t fall
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
There’s no room for mistakes now..
The industrial gates creaked loudly as she squeezes through the gap
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Flinches*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Shut up
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Shut up!
Her pulse roared in her ears as she darted through the darkness
Weaving past discarded machinery
And piles of debris
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Somewhere behind her..
The hum deepened
Reverbating through the air…
Like a predator closing in..
Her eyes locked onto the staircase leading to the topmost floor of the complex
Her legs burned as she pushed forward..
Each step a sharp reminder of how close to death she was
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*Nyra’s Lab - Top floor*
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The door slammed shut behind her
The sound echoing through the cavernous space
She leaned against it
Her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath
The lab was a mess of scavenged tech—
Wires sprawled like veins across the floor
Old monitors flickering faint blue light
And her makeshift generator humming weakly in the corner.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Staggers to her workstation*
She drops the device onto the table with a clatter
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Her hands trembled as she tore of her bloodied bandage
Revealing a deep gash across her shoulder
She winced
Biting back a scream
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Get it together, Nyra!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Mutters*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
They’re coming
Her fingers flew across the workstations keyboard, powering on the screens.
Lines of code illuminated her pale, sweat-streaked face.
The device pulsed faintly in response
A rhythmic beat that kicked her desperation.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Glaring at it* What The Hell are you hiding?!?
Her terminal beeped,
The decryption process crawling forward at an agonising pace.
System Notification
System Notification
Decrypting….
System Notification
System Notification
3% complete
System Notification
System Notification
… .. 4% complete
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
That’s all??! ( screaming at the screen )
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
4% ?!?
A faint whirring sound froze her in place.
Her breath hitched as her eyes darted to the shattered window
A red beam of light sliced through the darkness outside
Sweeping methodically across the building’s interior.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Whispering* No no no no
Mico Gen 3 beeped softly form the corner of the room
It’s tiny frame switching nervously
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
Warning!
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
Drone proximity detected!
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
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Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Thanks for the update, genius!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*grabs a metal panel, slapping it over the unknown device*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Argh!
Her heart pounded as the red beam grew closer
Illuminating the edges of the lab door
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Crouches behind a table*
Her fingers wrapping tightly around the grip of her weapon.
She held her breath
Willing herself to disappear into the shadows.
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The door creaks open.
The drone enters
It’s sleek frame glinting under the faint glow of Nyra’s monitors.
It’s sensor pulsed rhythmically
The beam slicing through the cluttered space like a scalpel.
Nyra’s knuckles whitened around the weapon as the drone scanned the room.
Drone
Drone
Beep!
The light passed over her hiding spot.
For a fleeting moment, she dared to hope it would leave.
But then the sensor flashed yellow!
~Author~
~Author~
Yellow- it means it spotted smthg
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Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
No no no, Not Now!
The drone hovered closer
It’s mechanical arms unfurling with a menacing hiss
It locked onto the metal panel hiding the unknown device.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*bursting from her hiding spot, weapon raised* NOT TODAY!!
The first shot struck the drones frame
Sending sparks flying everywhere
It recoiled
It’s sensor flickering angrily before retaliating.
A searing red laser shot past her
Scorching the wall inches from her head.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Ducks behind a table*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Damn it!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
These things never quit!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Tch!
The drone moved with terrifying precision
Firing relentlessly as it advanced
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Rolls to a side*
She narrowly avoids another blast!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*fires again*
This time it hits the sensor
The drone screeched
Its movements jerking erratically as smoke poured from its core…
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
Critical damage detected. Suggesting retreat!
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Reloads her weapon*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*with gritted teeth, she says* ……….. yeah ? Well, I suggest you shut up and let me handle this!
With one final shot she hit the drones power unit.
It let out a metallic scream before crashing to the floor
Sparks showering the room..
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Silence.
Smoke fills the air.. as Nyra approaches the wreckage..
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*cough* *cough*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Stares at the shattered drone*
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Thought you were a tough one.🤨
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
Well I guess not now🤷🏻‍♀️
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
*Beep*
Mico beeps cautiously as its single optic swivelling toward the window…
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
*Beep*
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
Nyra..
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
*Beep*
Mico Gen 3
Mico Gen 3
Are we safe now?
Nyra snatched the device from under the metal panel
Her jaw clenched in frustration.
Nyra Asher
Nyra Asher
*Quietly* No mico… Not yet.
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Far above the city…
Another drone loomed the silent air..
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Its sleek frame shimmered against the night sky as it transmitted a single message …
Drone
Drone
Drone transmission initiating…
Drone
Drone
… Transmission complete.!
Drone
Drone
Target located.
Drone
Drone
Initiating retrieval..
As it vanished into the darkness… only leaving the faint hum of its engine behind..
What would happen to Nyra?
Will she be safe?
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