Polis, Becca's camp.

There were around one hundred people sitting around a bonfire, sharing all the food they collected. Most of them were the original 100 who Becca saved with her vials.

"Look! A comet!" Helen pointed at the sky, excited and jumping.

Becca and others raised their heads, and saw an incredibly beautiful comet dragging a long white tail moving slowly in the evening sky.

"Wow, I never thought Halley's Comet could be this beautiful." Someone exclaimed, "And it was early. How's that possible?"

"Not only early." Becca said, "It is in the wrong place too." Her AI did some quick calculation, "My God! It missed the earth's gravitational well just by a tiny bit."

Some were impressed, "Becca, you are really a Goddess. How do you even know that?"

Becca fumbled for lies, "Uh...uh...it's just an educational guess."

"By just looking at it?"

"Uh...Again, it... was just a guess." Becca's face turned red. "I am good at astronomy."

"You are good at everything." Someone said, and others all agreed.

"Becca!" A young woman's voice called out. "Would you come here a second?"

Nicole again? What now? Becca walked toward her, seeing that she looked strange.

Usually Nicole's emotion was easy to read. She was the type of extreme outgoing and holding nothing back, but at that time the Nicole she saw was like a stranger.

"What is going on?" Becca came to her carefully. Why she feel so cold?

"Nothing." Nicole sounded it like she was wearing a mask, "Me and Bryan decided to leave this city. So I came here to ask you just one last thing."

"Why?" Becca was surprised. "Why do you guys want to leave? I was hoping we can build a little market here. Selling roasted rats or something."

Nicole looked at her like she was the vermin, then she said, "No, it's OK. Me and Bryan want to have our own farm. It is too crowded here. But there is one question I really wanted to know."

"Sure, anything." Becca was confused. Something is very wrong.

"Before you inject us with that dark liquid, how many animal tests did you do with it?" Nicole asked.

Oh, no, somehow she knows about the reason of her miscarriage, but how did she figure it out? Not Ethan, right? He promised he will never tell.

But since she knew, Becca had to be honest with her, "One, just myself. I ran out of monkeys, and was in a rush to make them."

"So you actually had no idea of the side effects it might have. Am I right?" Nicole asked coldly. She appeared not angry, even calm, but Becca knew it was the extreme contrary. That Nicole was furious inside.

"You are right. I had no idea. I am sorry!"

Pppaaaaa…

Nicole gave her a hard slap on the face. Tears circled in both women's eyes.

"You think I would not find out?" Nicole said with hate, "It was so easy. All I needed to do, was digging up my baby's body, and checking his blood. It is red. What did you say to everyone? Blood must have the same blood, right? So of course my baby would die. It's your damn science!"

"I am sorry!" Becca didn't know what else to say. The camp's people came around them to see what just happened.

Seeing people surrounding them, Nicole started to speak aloud, "You think this woman is a Goddess, your Savior? No, she is a devil! By giving us the night blood, she condemned all of us to hell!"

Someone couldn't take it, "Princess, we all know you hate her. But Becca had saved all of us. We all know that."

Nicole shouted, "But do you know you cannot have children? Do you know that the night blood will poison your own baby?"

Everyone felt silent.

Becca tried to salvage the dire situation, "No, everyone, I am making a serum, which will help the baby to survive. It will work."

It didn't help at all. Nicole continued, "I will never trust this woman again. Will you? Me and Stinky are going south to Washington DC. You can stay, or you can follow us. We leave the camp tonight."

Everyone started to discuss whether they would stay or go. Many were arguing to such a heat that punches were exchanged. Becca tried her best to calm people down, and came clean with them about their blood. The timing of being honest was very bad. Most people were angry with Becca.

Bryan came up to Becca, "Sorry, but I have to go with Nicole."

Becca tried her best to be happy for him, "Oh, it's totally fine. You are her husband. Of course you go with her."

"I am upset too, but I don't hate you for this." Bryan said, "You did the best you could, with the information you knew at that time."

"Thank you!" Becca gave him a long hug.

"If you need anything at all. Come find us, OK?" Bryan said, "We will be around the DC area."

"Go, don't make your wife wait." Becca shook his hand, "May we meet again."

Bryan nodded, "May we meet again." Then he left the camp.

Becca felt her heart aching. She might be the savior, but it was Bryan who held the people together. With him gone, a big hole was torn open. She had no idea how to keep the rest united like before.

Helen held Becca's hand, "Becca, I am sorry too."

"Are you going?" Becca worried.

She shook her head, "No, I am not going anywhere, but I have to tell you, you need to be careful with Bill Cadogan. He's a bad man, and ..."

"No, this is not the time." Becca interrupted her, "I cannot handle this now. Maybe tomorrow?"

Helen looked at with a deep sadness, and said, "OK, tomorrow."

Becca looked at people who were leaving, and couldn't help thinking, I broke the camp! It was all my fault. I should have told them the hard truth.

Subconsciously, she touched the back of her neck, where the AI was residing. How about this one? Should I tell them I have an AI in my brain?

She finally decided against it. They hated her enough already. Telling them more would only make things worse. All she could do, was giving each of them her best wishes, a good farewell, and hoped one day they could forgive her.

… …

The next morning, there were only 30 people left in the camp. No one had energy to do anything. The camp was much quieter than before.

… …

"Becca Franco. Daughter of Donald Eligius, the devil. Seems the apple didn't fall far from the tree." Becca raised her head and saw Bill Cadogan approaching. He was holding a big gun.

Bill smirked slyly like Loki, "You would never guess who told Nicole about your little experiment with blood. Right? Spoiler alert. That's me."

"YOU!" Becca understood then. It was Bill who torn the camp apart.

He patted his chest like a monkey, "I am the king of the Polis now. You all are my subject, and you, woman, need to kneel before me."

Becca couldn't believe what she just heard, "You are dreaming. This is not medieval time."

Bill's followers came near. Becca put her hand on the handle of her Bushido blade. She only had 30 people left, but most of them had good training in fighting, especially Helen.

Wait, where is Helen? She looked around her people. Helen was not among them.

"Becca, you should kneel." Helen's voice came from her back. She swiftly turned around, and saw Helen holding a sharp knife to Ethan's throat.

Becca was shocked, "Helen. What are you doing?"

Helen sneered, "Betraying you. Isn't it obvious?"

"But you are…"

Helen's face turned dark, "No, I am the daughter of Daniel Graham, a level 12 Second Dawn."

"What?" Becca couldn't believe it.

"You think you saved me that day? No, I saw you cut down my father, so I ran to the basement and pretended to be a victim. You have no idea how much I hated you, don't you?" Helen continued her monologue like every villain, "Everyday I practiced, I imagined my opponent was you. I learned as much martial art from you as I could, so one day, I can kill you with my hand. You never saw it coming, did you?"

Bill applauded, "Well done, Helen! Your father's death will be answered. We will put her in a trial." Then he faced Becca, "But for now, you need to kneel to me."

Becca looked at the knife, held by Helen, at Ethan's neck, slowly and heavily she put down the blade and knelt to him. Everyone else in her camp followed.

Bill was truly happy with the great victory. "Let's put them into a jail. We will have a trial for Becca Franco tomorrow. The justice will be served."

Becca didn't hear anything. She just stared at Helen, someone she was so close yet so far, someone who she loved with all her heart, yet turned out to be the worst enemy, who hated her with a passion. She couldn't figure out who Helen really was.

Everything became confusing and unreal. Some Second Dawn member took her arm and she just followed him without any resist.

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The jail house was originally a police station. There were no more guns or batons, but the iron cells remained. Becca didn't put up any fight, which surprised everyone. Ethan wrapped his arms around Becca's waist and wouldn't let go. No one bothered separating them. So they put them both in the same cell. Heavy chains were put on Becca's hands and ankles.

The rest of her people were sent to somewhere else. She and Ethan were the only prisoners in that station.

"Becca, wake up." Ethan carefully shook her shoulder, "Where are you?"

Becca eyes were staring blankly. Her body was stiff like wood. She looked more like dreaming than awake.

Ethan hugged her from her back and sobbed.

"Is that you, Chris?" Becca murmured, then she became a little sober, "Of course not. You were gone a long time ago. It's Ethan."

"Becca." Ethan worried, "You OK?"

Probably she didn't hear it. She just kept muttering, "I killed her father. Of course. How could I not see it? The way she looked at me. I should have known. I should have known."

"Helen is a bad girl!" Ethan ground his teeth, "She betrayed everyone."

"No, she is not." Becca said, "She did what she had to do."

"What now, Becca?" Ethan asked, "What should we do?"

Becca fell back to silence for a long time, before she finally held his shoulder and said, "Ethan, I am going to tell you another secret. This one you have to swear your life to protect it."