A/N: Hello, and welcome to Broken. I have been writing this story since June of 2004. I posted it on under the pen name Catz95. This story is finished but I am not going to post it all at once. There are 15 chapters, and I will upload one every time I get a review. (I know! I said that for my other stories and never finished them but this one is pre-finished so no worries!)

Summery: Trudy has to return to the city again after many long years of living at the Eco camp. However Lex proves once again how fragile life is.

Warnings: There are themes of rape, violence, darkness, and depression in this story. If that is not your cup of tea I suggest you leave.

Disclaimer: All the character names, places, and ideas belong to Tribe World LTD. and Raymond Thompson. I do not own anything except the following; All of Bane City and all characters not in the show of "The Tribe". They are no way tied to "The Tribe" and are my own brainchild characters.

A/N: And without further a due, enjoy Broken.

Broken

Prologue

Life. Sometimes I like to compare it to a porcelain doll. Why? Well its very simple. Life can be beautiful, but it's also delicate. One wrong move, and it could all break on you.

My whole world broke around me right when the virus struck. But after the birth of my daughter, Brady, I started to pick up the pieces again, slow at first, but soon, everything was almost fitting together perfectly. Except one piece was missing - a father for Brady. When the chosen came, they used that small hole to their advantage, and wormed their way into my life. Breaking it again.

Again when the Chosen were through I had to mend my life again, and it got harder. And as soon as the Technos came, I pretty much gave up I would ever be happy again. But now, 2 years after the Chosen, the Technos gone, and no evil in sight, I live with my daughter Brady, in peace, in the Eco's camp.

Amber is still leader, and the tribe has grown tremendously. Mostly because we all love the peacefulness and security this place has to offer. Who could know such a beautiful place could exist. Especially at this day and age. I never want to leave this place. Brady is growing up, and she is a happy healthy 6 year-old, with her whole life in front of her. I know Brady loves living here. She tells me every day.

But last week, I heard word that Bray had come back to the city. The minute Amber heard this; her and little 2 year-old Baby Bray were gone. I wanted to leave too, but I didn't want to bring my daughter back to that horrible place.

Today, Amber returned. She brought word that Bray looked wonderful, and loved his little son. But, he kept asking for Trudy - for me. And as much as it pains me I must return to the city. But I refuse to take my daughter. So now I leave her, she cry's and begs me not to go, but I must.

I promise her I'll return, Mommy won't be gone long, I tell her. So, after many tears, and a promise I intend to keep, Amber and me began a journey back to the city. But for me, Its not just a journey to go see a friend and come back home, its a journey back to my old life. The one I wanted to forget.