Reaching Iolara

[iLewoArtist29 she/her]

And here's another one. I haven't been working on this one so much, so I'm going to post sporadically (don't expect it daily or anything, pls). I also still don't know why the formatting is like this.

Prologue

June 18th, 2094

 

Imagine you’re at home, Dr. Evangeline Brooke thought to herself. Don’t think about the publicity. Not about the people. Think about what you love, and where you’re going.

As her breaths returned to normal, Dr. Brooke became herself again. Just Eve. Not the scientist and the computer genius; just Eve, the daughter of Lynn and Jamie Brooke, the sister of Robin and Orson, and the twin of Elliot. This version of Eve had been able to face the world, face the challenges set by the boys in her hometown who thought they could outrun her, and face the tests and trials concocted by her brothers and their friends.

This personality that would go, this day, to space, to a small, unknown until now, planet.

So much was at stake here. President Rosalind had offered to come with them: only the stakes and how much the country needed her discouraged her from boarding the Caelan.

America had been through a lot lately. The previously unknown society, the International Organization for Cyberterrorism (IOCT), had recently hacked the cyber security system of every device in America in an attempt to overthrow the technology that had been developed in the last few decades. A few dedicated scientists, including Dr. Scott Lee, a man who would be on the crew of the Caelan, had fought back, hour by hour, until the technology was restored. But it had been a crushing blow for the country as a whole.

Which was why this mission mattered. If the planet, somehow overlooked for centuries, was the right place for humanity to move to when the time came, billions of people could be saved, and the corrupted could be pruned out.

Something nagged at Eve as she glanced at her watch to make sure she would meet the deadline of 3:30: it couldn’t be that simple. But this was the best that she would be able to do, at least in this time and age.

As she climbed out of the taxi, Eve thanked the driver despite her discomfort and strode closer and closer to the building that had enabled her, for these five years, to dream of space.