Cammy led Wagner into the kitchen, while he held his side. The car ride home had been silent. After asking her 'what the hell was that?', Wagner hadn't said a word. Cammy hadn't answered him. She didn't even know what it was. She had acted on instinct. Like the night she was attacked in Ken's home. Her body knew what to do. It was second nature; like breathing. Just a automatic reaction, and it scared her. Cammy helped Wagner into one of the kitchen chairs. Wagner looked up at her and spoke.

"Cammy--"

"Wagner, please don't ask any questions right now. Just take off your shirt so I can see your injuries."

He nodded his head and winced in pain as he removed his shirt slowly. Bruises were already beginning to appear around the various scrapes over his chest and back. Cammy muttered.

"Damn."

She walked to the sink and dampened a towel to clean his scrapes. She began trying to clean the dirt from the wounds as softly as possible, trying to just dab at first. But it wasn't getting the sand out.

"Wagner, I'm going to have--"

"Go ahead."

Cammy nodded and pressed harder with the towel, running it along his skin. He tightened his body a little. Cammy began to speak.

"I was 16 when my dad left for a mission. I didn't know who they were at the time, but I know now he was going after Shadowlaw. It was a set up. The group he was leading was captured. I can still remember the night Guile came and told me and my mother what had happened. About two weeks later he came back. But he wasn't himself. Well he was, but he was struggling. He even attacked me and Guile. Later I learned that he had…killed my mother. Something was seriously wrong. He wasn't him. It was someone else in his body. Shadowlaw had done something to him. But he had no memories. Guile was scared for me to be around him, since he had attacked me once before. He didn't want my dad to lose control. I went anyway. Entering his hospital room is the last thing I can remember from before killing somebody."

Cammy paused for a moment and grabbed some bandages to put over Wagner's wounds.

"Apparently I was captured by Shadowlaw. They must have done the same thing to me as they did to my dad. I can't remember anything from that time. My body was changed, I was strong. Still, I had no memories But I guess that wasn't good enough for Shadowlaw. They sent a team of men to kill me. That's when I found out I remembered how to fight. I thought it was a one time thing. But after today I know it wasn't. It's just in me. I don't think when I do those things. My body just seems to know what to do."

Cammy was finished cleaning Wagner's wounds. She pulled out a chair, sat in it, and looked for a reaction from Wagner.

"So that's why you're here? So they don't try to kill you?"

"Yes."

"You can't remember anything?"

"No."

"I didn't tell you thank you yet. It was great to see those guys faces as you beat the crap out of them. Even though I had a ground seat."

Cammy laughed then. It felt good. Just then Guile walked into the house. He looked at Wagner and immediately spoke.

"What happened?"

Wagner stood up slowly and patted Cammy on the back.

"Cammy beat the living hell out of some guys at school."

Though Wagner was smiling, Guile didn't.

"What!?"

Cammy took a deep breath and told him what happened.

"Cammy, why didn't you tell me you could remember how to fight?"

"Because I can't really remember. It just happens when I need it to."

Wagner spoke.

"Guile? How could this be bad? She's awesome."

"Because we're supposed to be hiding. If word gets out that someone as small as her has those skills…well we just don't need any attention."

Cammy burst into tears suddenly.

"I'm sorry Guile! I didn't mean to. It wasn't my fault. There were five of them and they were hurting Wagner. He had no chance."

"Don't worry. I don't think these guys are going to admit that they got beat up by a girl."

Cammy looked to Wagner who had just spoke and then to Guile before she ran from the room.

Guile started to move forward to follow her but Wagner grabbed his arm.

"Wait."

Guile looked at him questioningly.

"I had no idea what she had been through."

"She told you?"

"Yeah. Just now. It was a condensed version. But yeah. Why did they take her?"

"I don't know Wagner. But she's been through hell, believe me. Her whole family was taken from her."

"I wanted to ask you. Where is her Dad, is he still struggling for control of himself?"

"Charlie's dead. He was killed by Shadowlaw the night Cammy was taken."

"She didn't say he died."

"What?"

"No. She just said her last memory was going to his hospital room. But she has to know he's gone."

"She should."

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Cammy ran into her room and shut the door behind her. Even this life was falling apart around her. She didn't have control of her actions. Am I falling back under their control? She thought maybe telling Wagner about what had happened to her would help her understand. But it didn't, it just made her realize she still didn't have her life back. She wouldn't until she knew everything she had done. Cammy gazed in the mirror at her tear streaked face. She reached out and ran her hand over her image.

"What's wrong with me?"

Tears started welling back up in her eyes and she punched the mirror, cracking the surface. Then her mind flashed.

She heard the noise of shattering glass and saw herself standing behind a man. He had dropped his glass cup when she wrapped her hands around his neck. He reached up and tried to pull her hands from his neck. She was too strong for him. Slowly she felt the life going from him. His hands dropped and his body became heavy and slack. She released him and left his lifeless body on the floor.

Then she was back in her room kneeling on the floor. Cammy looked to her father.

"Oh my God. What did I do?"

He came and kneeled next to her before speaking.

"You killed him."

"Why?"

"It was in you. Your instinct told you to do it."

"That wasn't me."

"Babygirl, yes it was."

"But…"

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't want to kill him."

"But you did."

Cammy took her hands and shakily covered her eyes.

"I can't live with this."

Her dad grabbed her hands and removed them from her eyes before speaking.

"Then don't."

She looked down at her small hands in his larger ones and saw blood.

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"Guile. I should go and talk to her. I'll tell her about what happened to me. Make her not feel so alone."

"It's up to you Wagner."

He nodded, left the room, and headed towards Cammy's room. He would tell her that his family is all dead too. Make her not feel so alone. He knew what that could do to you. He had felt that pain. He still felt it at times now. Wagner opened the door to Cammy's room and saw her kneeling on the floor. She was holding her arms out in front of her, blood dripped from wounds on her wrists. She had the sweetest smile on her face. He yelled.

"Oh my God! Cammy!"

She didn't react to him, only stared forwards with the same eerie smile.

"Guile, get in here!"