Elle slowly came into conciousness. Her head was pounding and the pain was coming in waves as she woke up fully. Bob Bishop was standing next to her bed and Elle began to struggle against her restraints. Her entire body was freezing, she was shaking and exhausted and tied up to to a cold slab in a tub full of ice cold water wearing nothing but a thin hospital gown.

"You betrayed me, Elle. I raised you and took care of you, didn't I? You are MY DAUGHTER! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO DO AS I SAY!'' screamed Bob. According to him, she had screwed up again. Elle didn't screw up, she went against him and had been for at least two months. Noah Bennet wanted to take down the Company. Claire and Peter wanted in on that and seeing as they had powers it gave them a small advantage. Even though Noah Cand Peter were still weary of Elle, Claire had began to trust her since they convinced the Hiatian to give her her memories back. Her and Claire actually got along. She realised what and who her father was. Evil.

"You tortured me! I was a child, Dad!" Elle screamed, still fighting her restraints. "You drugged me to see how much I could take. How much I could make. Because of you, I got disgnosed as a sociopath. Because of you I had no childhood. You ruined my life!"

Her left cheek suddenly stung sharply as her father slapped her. "I'm sorry, Elle. But you did this to yourself," said Bob and walked out, never looking back. Now with tears in her eyes, Elle realised where she was as she screamed for her father to let her out. She was still in Hartsdale in one of their so many 'abandoned warehouses'. It was one of their experiment labs. Or as she called them, the tortured chambers.

The lab techs left Elle on the table, tightned her restraints and went into a viewing room. She could see them pushing buttons and turning nobs. They igorned her screams of pain as high voltage electric bolts flew around the room. Her father was no longer her hero. He had walked out and authorised the torture of his daughter again. But this time it wasn't for testing. It was for revenge. What a great father.

After the seconds turned to minutes and the minutes to hours, Elle never stopped screaming after her voice went hoarse and throat bloody. Hours turned to days, days to weeks and her hopes that Peter or Claire might come for her slowly drifted away. She would sit in her cell, forced to take the pills she supplied to Peter for days on end, and then electrocuted. With no powers it made her more vulnerable to what they were doing. Now she was psycologically more damdaged.

Down in Bob's office as he was filling out paperwork when a loud crash sounded outside the room. As he got up to investigate it, his door slammed opened revealing Claire and Peter both with smirks on their faces. Peter was holding a forcefield around them and the room and Claire had a loaded handgun in her hands, pointed directly at Bob.

"Tell me Bob, where did you take her?" asked Claire, pressing the gun to his head. "Where is Elle?"

"You can't shoot me. You can't even fire a gun!" he spat, preparing himself to hit her so he could make a break for it. He knew she would heal and get right back up again. What he wasn't counting on was her to fire the gun at his feet missing his right one by an inch. After firing her weapon, she pushed the hot metal to the skin under his chin, burning him. As Bob moved his head back to get away from the gun while Claire interegated him, he threw the punch and she landed on the couch. Running towards the door, Peter pulled his gun and aimed it right between Bob's eyes and he gulped visibly.

"Don't make us ask again," warned Peter. Claire pushed herself up from the couch and aimed hers at the back of his head. All he did was look at his watch.

"Right Now? She is paying for betraying me," he said simply.

"Where!" yelled Peter.

"Down near your old cell," he said. Peter shot him in the foot. "You better not be lying."

They rushed out and own halls and stairs till they reached his old cell. Down that hall passed Adam's old room, the pair could hear screaming. When they reached the door, Claire pushed but it did not budge. Peter pushed her back and flung the door open using his powers. The tech labs in the viewing room all turned to look at them as they got knocked out.

"Claire, don't touch her yet. Let me turn it off, first. Then get her out," ordered Peter, flicking switches and pushing buttons. Finally, Elle stopped shaking and her head dropped back.

"Elle, we gotta get you out of here, okay. Come on," said Claire, taking in her injuries as she undid her restraints. Helping her out of the water and off the slab, she basically had to drag Elle out of the Company building and into the waiting car. They had run into a limping Bob just meters from the exit. He warned Elle that if she left, he would find her and do worse to her. She hadn't been taking her meds for the past week, good thing too. She released a shock to Bob, making him crumple to the floor.

Noah was driving, Peter had jumped into the passenger seat and Claire was cleaning up Elle's cuts in the back seat. Reaching over the back seat, Claire produced a thick blanket and wrapped it around the shivering girl, trying to warm her up. She had gotten Elle to lay down curl up on her side saying it would be easier to get warmer. They had a long drive back to Costa Verde.