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Beeping. Rustling. Streaks of light. Pain.

I'm not dead. How and the world was I not dead?

My eyelids opened with great force, and Isaac was right there. His hair was a mess, still stained with blood, and it looked like he hadn't had a moment of sleep.

How long had it been? I had no clue.

My hand went to my stomach. The pain radiated from there. A hissing breath went through my teeth as the wound pulled.

"Do you need another dose of morphine?" Isaac asked. He was already pressing a button next to the IV drip, and the warm rush coursed through my body.

My eyes were still slow as I blinked, and each time they closed, images from the battle flashed.

"How many did we lose?" I asked.

"Almost forty."

"How was I not one of them?"

"I honestly have no idea. Somehow that bullet missed everything vital. It's impossible." Isaac shook his head in disbelief. "I was sure we were going to lose you at some point."

"Is that why you're still here?"

"I'm still here because I'm currently the only family you've got." He gave a small smile, but it was forced. "He made it out you know."

My eyebrows pulled together. I couldn't give away that I knew what he was saying.

"Your boyfriend. That was him, wasn't it? I'm nearly certain. He made it out. I shouldn't have let him go."

"Why not?"

"He was with the most dangerous pack we have here, Electra. What in the world was he doing with them?"

"I don't know," I shook my head, "But he couldn't have had anything to do with them."

"He got mad at you for killing that werewolf we had, didn't he? That wolf was part of the pack. Maybe they were closer than you realized. Maybe he had been part of that pack all along."

"No, he wasn't part of that pack. That's impossible. The Alpha that turned him is back in the States."

"That doesn't mean he didn't pledge to another pack. Why else would he be there, Electra?"

"I don't know!" The beeping was closer together and I realized it was my heart rate. I took a deep breath and dropped my head back down to the pillow.

"I don't know what I'm going to say to keep them off you. You're stable and awake now. They're going to use a serum to heal you. They know."

"What sort of serum? What do they know?"

"Something that was researched and perfected. It's made using werewolf DNA." A doctor walked in just then, cutting off whatever else it was he was going to say.

"No, you're not injecting me with anything werewolf!"

Isaac shook his head and Klarke walked through the door. What he'd done out in the woods came back to me.

"You monster! He was a child! You killed a defenseless child!"

"He was no more defenseless than you were. He made his choice." Clark's voice was completely devoid of emotion.

"He didn't know any better. He'd only been doing what he was taught." The words struck too close to home. That child was me. Only knowing and doing what he was taught. He hadn't known better. He'd had nothing else to show him the better way.

"No! Stop. Get away from me!" I tried to wiggle away from the doctor coming closer with the needle in his hand.

"It's useless to struggle, Electra," Klarke said in a condescending tone.

It made me freeze instantly. Electra, he had called me by my name. They know, he'd said. He'd tried to tell me they knew who I was. Somehow, they knew I was Electra Jaeger from The Organization in the United States. He hadn't know what he was going to say to keep them off me because he couldn't admit he knew. He had to pretend he was just as surprised as the rest of them.

We were family but that meant nothing. I wouldn't let him go down with me.

The needle went into my arm and it felt like an energy coursing through my body, followed by intense pain. It was like I could feel the cell knitting themselves back together. Multiplying until it was put back together.

The doctor ripped the gauze and tape off, and there was nothing but scar tissue left. I knew it would be the same on my back. Isaac hadn't been kidding. It was some sort of advanced healing like werewolves had.

"I'm glad you've healed so quickly,"Klarke said, his words sly. "It would appear you're a wanted criminal of our sister organization."

I laughed a short, harsh, choked of laugh. Wanted criminal, that was rich.

"Don't have anything to say?"

"What on earth could I possibly say to you? It would do no good to say what's on my mind."

"And what would that be?" He asked.

"That you're a worthless pile of scum. You act as if you serve in the best interests of The Torch, but you're no better than The Organization of the United States. You kill without care, not bothering to discern whether what, or rather who, you just killed was innocent or not. You're a monster that doesn't care about the value of life for those who have abilities different than ours. If it were up to you, Isaac would most likely be dead, wouldn't he?"

The harshness in the pits of those gray eyes was answer enough. Isaac was different. He had abilities not many, besides the Jaegers on this side knew. It was a threat to Klarke.

"You're just like the Klarke in the United States. No doubt you keep close contact with that bitch," I spat. "If you were revealed to the rest of The Torch for what you really were..."

"It's a good thing some of that serum is still running through your veins," Klarke said between clenched teeth.

"And why is that?" I tipped my chin up.

He crossed the little distance, and his fist came down hard on my head.

When I came to again, I was sat on a stone bench against a wall. My hands cuffed together, and my shirt gone, only a bra covering me.

"What the hell."

A man came in, someone I hadn't seen before.

"What's with the noise?" There was a flash in his eyes, a waver. He didn't want to be that way, but he'd been given orders.

"Can I have a shirt? It's not exactly warm, and this isn't really considered decent."

The man walked out and I put my head back against the wall. Great.

A few minutes later another man came in, throwing something at me between the bars. The piece of fabric landed beside me and I picked it up. A shirt.

"Um, can you un-cuff me so I can put it on?"

"No can do."

"Why not? You just gave it to me, but I can't really put it on. What was the point?"

"Rules is rules." He left without another word. Whatever. I could use it as a pillow at least.

I tried to do anything to keep my mind busy. I couldn't think about what they were going to do to me. Or who they were going to give me over to if that was the chosen route.

I looked across the room. I was in the same place they'd kept Thomas. The blood stains were still on the floor.

Everything I'd done had been for nothing. I'd spent days torturing him, killed him, and it was all for nothing. The only good I'd done was keep that pack from making their attack on the humans, but I hadn't even been able to save that little boy. Maybe it would have been useless, maybe he would have been unable to rehabilitate, but I hadn't even been able to try.

A woman with slicked back blond hair, and power suit walked in, her gray eyes as sharp as ever.

"Electra Jaeger. How good to see you. It seems you have a few more scars since we last met."

"Klarke." I didn't even look at her, just started straight ahead at the cell Thomas had occupied.

"Now is that any way to talk to your superior?" She sounded hurt.

"Superior what? A superior is supposed to teach, not brainwash. Everything you ever taught was wrong..." I wanted to continue but I stopped. "You know what, how about we just agree to disagree and we go our separate ways. You go back to the United States, do what you've been doing, and I'll just go away. I'll stop getting involved in hunting, I'll leave The Organization, or The Torch alone, and just run off into the sunset."

"What did your wolf give up?"

My fists clenched.

"You see, I do plan on setting you free. Forgiving you for everything you've done. Your family and I have come to an agreement, and we want to give you a proper hunter sendoff. One that will absolve you of all the sins you've made. We know it must have been hard to be violated and broken down by that vile creature." She looked genuinely sad for me. "We just want the very best for you. You're beyond our help here, but we hope the ritual sendoff will right the wrongs you've made."

"What are you talking about?"

"Surely you know, Electra. The Hunter Farewell. There are different versions, one of the already deceased, and one for...well...people like you."

Execution. That's what she was talking about.

"It's quite the affair, really. It's already been discussed. Your brothers and sisters in The Organization are on their way here. It isn't every day we have the opportunity to cleanse a fellow hunter of their errors. All branches are invited."

They had invited every hunter to my execution. It wasn't for the sake of ritual. It was to make an example. I was someone who had bucked the system. I had run off with a werewolf, and while the branch in London didn't seem too worried about the paranormal unless they were killing humans, I still wasn't sure what the rest of them thought. I knew Klarke's stance, and my father's. I'd lived it. And now I was going to die by it.

I'd told Sarah there was no way out from the hunters. The only way was by dying. And here I was.

I tried to feel something, anything, but I couldn't. I was tired. I was done. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad having it all be over. No more running or hiding, no more looking over my shoulder or being twisted to do whatever bidding the hunters had.

I had no fight left in me, the last of it had gone with Klarke as she walked on out. I didn't know when it was going to happen, but I was sure it would be within the week. I would most likely get a visit from my family, maybe a couple other people, but they would leave me alone for the most part. I would be left to the quite of this cell until it would be time for me to die.

I hoped I would get to see at least one more friendly face before it all ended. At least one to come and say goodbye. But if not, well...it wasn't like I made many friends to begin with. It was what it was.

I settled back on the bench and put my arms around my knees. All I had left was to wait it out.

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