Poe Allen and I just look at each other as we are escorted down the cells. They'll kill him for sure, and probably me soon after.

But I'm taken away from the cells, and more to an office of some sort.

The soldiers sit me down and, suprisingly, undo my bonds.

I look up slightly confused, while Trillian and Sprocket glare back. Then in comes Mina, sitting across from me.

I glare at her.

She sighs and smiles fakily. "As you can see, we're done. So I thought I'd get some points across to you abruptly while you're still alive." She turns to Sprocket. "The files, please?"

Sprocket lightly tosses her a file, and she slides it at me. "Go ahead."

I hesitate and look at it. There's a brown folder, and it has my name at the top of the file.

I look up at them. "Why won't you just tell me-"

"Just...read it," Sprocket replies.

I look down at the folder again and open it up.

Inside is a couple of papers, and the top one has a picture of a smaller verison of myself.

I start to look through it.

Alexandria Lilly Brown...CAP candidate...Age of capture: 4....Parents...Siblings...Maria Rachael Brown.

Maria Rachael Brown...why does that sound familiar?

I flip to the next sheet, where there are pictures of two people, myself and Shadow for some reason. Below the pictures are blood charts and DNA comparisons. They're shockingly the same.

I flip to the back of the paper, and there is a picture of Shadow, and underneath it a small document- Resistance...leader...HSAP Program...SOCS....

And Maria Rachael Brown.

I quickly leaf through the pages to my document and then to Shadow's and back again. I lay them both out before me. I have blonde hair, she has brown hair. I have freckles, she doesn't really. She has brown eyes, I have blue-grey eyes. But out facial features are strikingly similar.

Alexandria Lilly Brown...Maria Rachael Brown

Cousins? No.

I look back at my document again- One sister, Maria Rachael Brown.

There's a moment of shock in the air.

I finally look up at them. They've been observing me.

"What is this?" I demand.

"They're the facts," Trillian sighs as Shadow walks into the room.

I look at Shadow. "Do you know about this?"

She nods solemnly. "Yes."

I scoff. "Okay, very funny."

"No, it's real, Alexandria," Shadow replies. "All of it."

"No it's not," I snap. "It can't be. It can't."

They all have serious faces.

I burst up. "IT ISN'T REAL, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Shadow stares at me.

"Alexandria. You're my sister." 

OMK LET'S POST IT ON I-

Wait, nevermind. 

*puts phone away* 

Resistance: I think you know better than to hurt me. There are an awful lot of innocent animals and humans around kyngdom, some in remote areas. It would be awful if a horrible forest fire started...

This has to have been the first time in my life that I have felt fear. I can't be related to anyone- it never ends up pretty when it's loyalty against love against family.

I stay silent and don't fight back as the soldiers come and take me to my cell.

They throw me in, and I walk over to the wall and slump down, looking at the floor.

This can't be happening. 

Poe, I have commenced the burning of the forest, and have taken emergency command.

Resistance, I have made the SAilHAven army surrender completely. I have some information on the Catastrophe army as well. I would also like to bring to your attention that Ludvic and Poe are not guilty of their crimes: they have been acting under a mind control from Elliot. They are not guilty of their war crimes.

The jail door opens and the guards escort in a girl, around my age. They throw her into the cell, then lockdown the doors, initiating the aether lock.

My eyes widen. This must be a serious prisoner.

The girl slumps on the ground, staring at the floor. After a moments hesitation I walk up to the glass in between our cells and wave. She looks up, the gets up and walks over.

"Hi," I say through the glass. "I'm Dee. Who are you?"

"Alexandria," she replies back.

"Why are you in?" I ask.

She shrugs. "General for the other side. You?"

"My father was a general. He took me on the airship to the ball. I got put in this cell and they took my dad to...somewhere. I think they must think I am from the acadamy."

"Who was your father? I might have known him."

"Ross Lark. Third region."

She shook her head. "Don't know him."

She sighs. I can sense sadness, but I was hesistant to pry. I knew that sometimes you just had to let people be.

I tap the glass. She looks up, and I see that her eyes are wet.

"Want to talk about it?" I ask.

I'm sorry if I am jumping into the middle of the story. You don't have to include me if you don't want...