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I'd been here for over two weeks, and it was hell. I couldn't move my body because it was so beat up. I had at least four broken ribs along with a broken arm and ankle. Everyday, Josh visited me to try to get me to give him information. I haven't cracked yet.

I only go fed once every other day, and what food I did get is a measly portion of moldy, unidentifiable goop. Because of this, I'd lost a ton of weight.

Zach hadn't shown up since that first day. I was curious as to who he was. I knew every member of the Circle of Cavan because of my extensive education on the subject, but he was a mystery.

I immediately knew today was going to be different when I overheard two guards talking outside.

"I haven't heard about the Chameleon in a while. I wonder what happened to him?" One with a deep, raspy voice asked.

A man with a higher pitched, squeaky voice said, "Sounds like he's gone into hiding. It's a shame. I loved hearing the stories."

The first man sighed. "Yeah. Like when he snuck inside the infamous Blackthorne Castle to steal the Blackthorne shield and taking down twenty trained warriors by himself."

Laughter sounded from another guard. "You actually believe these stories? They are just myths! The Chameleon doesn't really exist; they're just tales to keep bored and gullible sentries entertained."

As I listened in on this exchanged, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. If only they knew . . .

After my horrific meal, if you can even call it a meal, Zach appeared in my prison. I was wary as soon as I saw him. What did he want?

"Hello, Gallagher Girl. Enjoying your stay?" he chuckled quietly as I glared at him. "No I suspect not. We can let you go, though, if you tell us one thing." He leaned closer to me and whispered, "Who is the Chameleon?"

Shock flooded through my system, but I hid it well. "How would I know? From what I've heard, he's just a legend, a fairy tale." I said, specifically calling the Chameleon 'he'.

Zach growled, "You must know something! He had to have stopped at Gallagher sometime in his travels. After all, it is the only place between Blackthorne and the towns. So tell me! Who is he?"

I could tell he was struggling with his anger, so I did my best to annoy him further. "Well if he's as good as everyone says, then I wouldn't see him or know who he is, now would I?"

Zach's green eyes sparkled with fury. With one swift movement, he unsheathed his knife and it was now at my throat. "Tell me, or I will slice your head off."

I stared death defiantly in the face and said, "Then you might as well kill me."

Zach growled again and was making the motion to end my life when a voice spoke up from the darkness.

"Zachary." A cold voice, flat without emotion, like a steal shard driven into your brain commanded obedience and respect.

That one word made Zach stiffen and pull away. It also made me freeze up. It was so familiar yet so changed.

Out of the shadows stepped the one man I thought I could trust.

The one man who I thought of as a father.

The one man who I thought would give anything for our cause.

The one man who I respected.

The one man I thought I knew.

The one man who taught me everything I know.

Joe Solomon.

I gasped in shock at what I saw. This couldn't be happening. He went missing. He was loyal to us. How could he?

I put my warrior mask on to hide my betrayal, but I don't know how well it worked. My eyes shot daggers at him. If looks could kill, he would be nothing but a corpse.

"Oh, so this is what happens when you go 'missing'," I said, putting sarcastic emphasis on 'missing.' "You go and join the enemy. I never knew you had it in you."

Solomon just stood there unfeelingly. "Ms. Morgan, I always knew you were somewhat of a hothead underneath your cool exterior. I also knew you had a great destiny ahead of you. It's a shame you're going to end up like your father."

I recoiled at the mention of my dad. "My father happened to die a noble death and, if I recall correctly, was once you're best friend," I spat at him angrily.

"He died by my hand. I gave him that last task. I knew it was a suicide mission, and I just had to get rid of him. He was in my way. I also knew that you're little slut of a mother would go along with him. Two birds one stone." Solomon didn't even have the decency to show fake remorse. If anything, he looked smug. This put me over the edge. I threw myself at him, clawing at the bindings on my wrists. I blindly hit out with my feet but only hit empty air.

"You lying bastard! How could you? I trusted you! He trusted you! Even my mom trusted you! You took everything from me! You took my family! You took my trust and broke it! I hate you!" I screamed at him. I was dimly aware of Zach restraining me, but my face was blazing too hotly with hatred and grief for me to care.

With my words still following him, Solomon turned and calmly left my tent.

Soon after, Zach started to walk away.

"See you again soon, Gallagher Girl." Even though I couldn't see through the haze of my tears, I knew there was a smirk on his face.

Then, I hung my head and sobbed for all that I had lost.

Hey everyone! How did you like this chapter? Goode? Bad? Sorry, it's sort of short. I kind of rushed through it in order to get it up today! After all, it is the end of the world!

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