Claire woke up in one of the Republic holding cells scared. She had no idea how she got there. Later she heard firing and the sound of droids. She then heard voices outside of her cell, and thinking that they were going to kill her when they found her, she started to cry. She was cold, scared, and hungry.

"Wait I heard a voice. There's someone else in here."

"It's coming from this holding cell."

"Firefeck. It's jammed."

"Give me an explosive solution."

"Got it Boss."

"If you're in there, stand back! We are coming in!"

There was a small pause before a beeping came that soon became faster and faster. Not long after an explosion was heard, and the door was destroyed

Four clones stood in the doorway. One was in golden orange armour. Another one was in green armour. One wore yellow armour. Finally the last wore blood red armour which scared Claire due to the fact that it looked like real blood stains. The one in the green armour looked at her.

"Easy kid. We are not going to hurt you. We are here to help."

Claire then started to cry when the one in red armour took a step forward.

"She might be in here for a reason Fixer," he said annoyed.

Fixer pushed him out of the way and ran to the girl gently hugging her.

"She's just a kid," said Scorch.

"Poor girl. Must have seen a lot," said Boss.

"Can you tell us what happened?"

Claire looked up for a moment thinking quickly. She was afraid her parents would find out and kill her if she told them.

"I don't. I don't remember anything," she said nervously.

Sev seemed to growl in irritation.

"She's lying."

Fixer narrowed his eyes within his helmet as he held her closer.

"The poor girl's probably got amnesia Sev. Cut her some slack."

"Who know's what kinds of torturous things they have put her through. If anything, she has probably blocked all of it out."

"Well we can't keep her here. We still have a mission to do, and it will be really hard to get her back safely," stated Fixer.

Boss knelt down next to the girl. Carefully he removed his helmet and looked at her.

Terrified and unsure of what to do, Claire was pulled closer to Fixer. Boss then put his helmet back on.

"I'll try and contact our instructor," he said as he pushed a button on his helmet.

'Boss. What is your hold up. I read your signatures, and they appear to still be in one place. Are you alright?'

'Yes sir I'm fine. We ran into a small complication. We came across a young girl around the age of 17. Brown hair. Grey eyes. About 5 foot 4. Possibly 97 pounds. She looks half starved and pretty beaten up. Any ideas on what we should do?'

'If anything, end her suffering now. You can't be carrying along deadweight. She will just be slowing you down. I know it will be hard to end an innocent's life, but there's nothing we can do at the moment.'

Sev walked up to the girl with his gun in hand.

"Sorry kid. I'll make this as quick as possible."

Claire looked up at him terrified and unsure of what to do. Fixer then gently stood up and held her arm, so she couldn't run away. Sev aimed his pistol at her head. Claire closed her eyes as Sev turned his head. Suddenly Boss's com link beeped, and the instructor's voice filled the room ordering them to stop.

'Stop. Stop. I need to know the girl's name. She might be important.'

Sev looked at the girl as Fixer released her arm.

"What is your name?" he asked gently.

"C-claire."

"Claire? What is your last name?"

"Sh-shadowstrike."

'Claire Shadowstrike?'

'Yes.'

'Don't kill her. She's important.'

'How so?'

'Our chances of winning the war with her are greater.'

"Well we can't keep her along too long now. She would only get in our way," said Scorch.

"Scorch leave the kid alone. She's obviously been through enough," replied Fixer.

"I'm just saying."

"Deltas we are going to send down a gun ship. Clear out a path, so we can get this girl out of here."

"Alright. We are on our way."

The com link beeped again before turning off. Fixer looked at the girl.

"Can you walk?" he asked.

The girl nodded shyly before starting to get up. Forgetting that she injured her leg in a soccer tournament, she fell to the ground crying out in pain while holding her leg.

"So you can walk?" Sev said sarcastically with his arms crossed as he leaned against the doorway. Boss glared at him beneath his helmet.

"You think you're so smart huh Sev? Now you can carry her."

"I'm not carrying a girl."

Claire sighed.

"It's o-okay. I-I can s-still walk," she said before crying out in pain.

Fixer looked at her sadly.

"Kid just stop pushing yourself like this. Here I will just carry you."

He knelt down to pick her up, but Claire just shook her head.

"No! I-I can do this," she said as she tried to get up again.

"Oh for the love of," Scorch said before he picked her up. "Let's go already."

With that said, they all headed out. Claire though was paranoid of her parents finding out that she was injured, so she desperately tried to escape Scorch's hold in order to prove that she could walk just fine.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. J-just put me down, and I will show you," she cried out desperately.

Scorch refused to listen and continued to hold her bridal style.

"Kid I know you're not fine, but if you don't stop struggling, I might just have Sev hold you, and you don't want that."

"B-but I'm fine. S-seriously. J-just put me down."

"Fine. Scorch put her down. If she can walk perfectly fine, it will be alright, but if she doesn't I will knock her out," said Sev.

Scorch sighed as he gently set her down on her feet. Claire winced as she put pressure on her leg, but tried to cover it up. Still she could barely even stand.

"You can barely even stand kid. Just let Scorch carry you," said Fixer.

Boss looked from the girl to Scorch. He could tell that there was definitely something wrong with the girl. It appeared as if she thought she would get in trouble for having an injured leg, but there was no reason he could see for her to feel that way.

"Scorch just carry the girl, and if she continues to struggle, you can knock her out," Boss said wishing he didn't have to. The girl was causing them trouble though, so it had to be said.

"N-no!" she cried as Scorch picked her back up.

"Kid, stop. I don't believe Sev was joking when he said he would knock you out."

Determined to prove that she was fine, Claire began to struggle once again. Sev growled as he walked up to them. He then took the girl from Scorch's arms, set her down, hit her upside the head knocking her out quickly, and picked her back up throwing her roughly over his shoulder.

"Sir you might want to take a look at her leg," said Fixer as he noticed something wrong with her leg. Boss looked over and to his horror he saw her leg was completely swollen and bruised. It looked like it had been ignored for days. Sev looked down and saw it before gently putting her down. They were almost to the gun ship.

"What the hell did they do to her?" asked Scorch in disbelief as he knelt down beside her and examined her injury. "I can't even feel her bone. It seems broken in four different places."

"We need to get her to a medic now!" said Fixer as he picked her up and ran towards the gun ship with the rest following close behind.