"So you're the one who tried to kill me!" Isaac snarled, shoving him backwards.

"What?!" Thomas echoed, fear crossing his face.

"Thomas! What's going on? You tried to kill Newt?!" The Asian boy asked, pushing himself in front of Thomas and turning to face him.

"No! I-" Thomas' voice faltered, "I promised myself I'd never tell you."

"Thomas! What's going on!?"

"He begged me to kill him, Minho! He pinned me to the ground and pulled my gun to his head and he forced me to pull the trigger." His voice broke away, and he turned to Isaac, "I thought you died, Newt."

"My name is not Newt!" Isaac hissed, stepping backwards and raising the Launcher, which he had lowered.

"What happened to you?! How did you survive?" Thomas asked, stepping towards him. Isaac could feel the presence of the other WICKED agents, as the five of them arrived, and they threatened Thomas with their own Launchers.

"WICKED saved me." Isaac told him, "But I lost my bloody memory."

"What did they tell you?" Thomas pressed, not backing down.

"They told me... They told me that you tried to kill me!" Isaac pushed him backwards and pressed the Launcher up to his chest.

"They lied, Newt, you asked me to. Newt, you gave me a note!" He pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and shoved it into Isaac's hand, "Look!"

Isaac opened it up. He froze at the words scribbled on it.

If you've ever been my friend, kill me.

Isaac frowned, throwing the paper back at him, "How do I know that's my writing?" He snarled.

"Look at me Newt. Am I lying?" Thomas whispered, and Isaac lowered his Launcher, hesitating.

"Isaac, don't listen to him, he's obviously appealing to the fact you lost your memory. Just stun him so we can capture the rest of Paradise." Elias said to him, radioing him quietly so no one else heard him.

Isaac nodded slightly, and bent down to pick up his helmet. "My name isn't Newt!" Isaac snarled. He put the helmet over his head and immediately felt calm again. He raised his Launcher once more.

"No!" The boy named Minho yelled, standing in front of Thomas.

Isaac was done with the interruptions. He was eager to get back and think about what was going on. He pulled the trigger and fired.

Minho slumped to the ground as the bolt of electricity struck his chest, and Thomas looked at him in fear. Panic spread throughout the crowd and people started to back off. Isaac radioed the rest of the WICKED agents. "Come on down! Time to capture some immunes!" He then grinned and aimed the Launcher at Thomas, who was backing away, and his expression looked hurt. Isaac fired a bolt of electricity and Thomas fell to the ground. He motioned for Elias and Liz to grab him and they dragged him backwards towards the Flat-Trans.

Isaac raised his voice. "Surrender and you will not be hurt! We have found a cure for the Flare but we need you. We need you all to surrender, and you will not be harmed." The rest of the agents had arrived, and were aiming their Launchers at the panicking crowd.

/*\*/*\

Isaac surveyed the scene before him. Paradise was at full panic now. Bolts of electricity flew around the air and many people were slumped to the ground, paralysed. Some people had been tasked with taking the Immunes back through the Flat-Trans, while others had been tasked with paralysing them.

Isaac looked around as the last of the Immunes were being rounded up and captured and he turned around to go back through the Flat-Trans. He walked slowly, playing the events over in his mind. Who had been the ones lying? WICKED? The ones who saved and cured him? Or Thomas? The one who almost killed him? Who would he be more likely to trust? He knew the answer but it didn't feel like the right one.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and with a heavy heart, Isaac went back through the Flat-Trans.

/*\*/*\

Isaac stepped through the Flat-Trans and arrived back at the WICKED complex. Putting on a smile, he took his helmet off and acknowledged Ava Paige with a nod, but she wanted more than acknowledgement. She walked towards him grinning.

"Well done Isaac! Thanks to you we captured all the Immunes! You should be proud!"

Isaac gave her a weak smile that faulted when he made eye contact with Thomas who was sitting among the other tied up Immunes. His face was in anguish and he looked betrayed. Isaac just shrugged and walked towards his room on the other side of the complex. "I need some time to think." He told Ava Paige, who watched him with concern.

/*\*/*\

"What do you think subject A2 told him? He clearly looks troubled," The doctor said to Ava Paige.

She looked at the grainy camera feed of his room. Subject A5 sat on the bed, staring at the wall. He looked like he was deep in thought, and his shoulders were stiff.

Ava Paige looked at the doctor directly in the eye, "The truth."

"What?" He asked, confused.

Ava Paige closed her eyes, "He told him the truth."