Jake Griffin was meeting his daughter for the first time, after spending the last 3 years believing she was dead. Despite promising Abby he would stay away for Clarke's sake, he just couldn't. Clarke was his daughter but so was she. He didn't understand how Abby couldn't understand that. Why couldn't she see it? Abby told him that she was simple-minded and that her blood had a never before seen mutation that they believed caused it and the differences in her blood along with who knows what else. It was on meeting her that he realized everything she said about their daughter was a lie.

He couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed when they brought her to the visitation room. His eyes tearing up as he looked at his daughter, his first born, for the first time. She looked so much like him and yet also like his mother. Her dark hair falling in loose curls but mostly just waves. Her eyes were what made his breath catch however. They were a mix of his own blue and ringed with his mother's green. The color giving off the appearance of seafoam, if the few videos he'd seen were correct. She was absolutely tiny though, making him afraid she would break if he held her.

"Hi there. What's your name?"

"Prisoner number 1-3-2."

"Wh-what?" He couldn't believe what she was saying. She couldn't really mean it, could she. Abby must have given her a name. She had to.

"My name is Prisoner Number 1-3-2. It's all I've ever been called." He couldn't help the rage building in him but didn't want to scare her.

"How about we give you a real name, hmm?" he thought for a moment and then looked at her and a memory hit him, one of his mother smiling at him. "How about Isis, Isis Griffin?"

She froze for a moment, her eyes showing she was thinking. "Ok"

He didn't know that she had been contemplating how she would survive in this new world she found herself or how she was struggling to hold on to who she had been but move forward. He had no idea that the name he had just given her was a name she had spoken of with her long gone husband William and planned to use if they had another daughter.

He began making regular visits and bringing little things with him. It hadn't taken her long to ask if he was her father and he told her the truth but avoided mentioning Abby. He wasn't sure how he could bring her up, so for the next few years he didn't mention it and she didn't ask. As time passed he started teaching her all he knows about engineering and various things he had picked up over the years.

"I made a friend."

"Did you now and who is that?"

"Mr. Miller. He tells me about his son Nathan."

"You know, you have a little sister. She's 4 now." He says his voice strained. Isis is quiet and plays with her fingers before looking back up at him.

"Is that why Dr. Abby was gone so long?"

As the years go by, Jake came to the realization that his first daughter was an engineering prodigy. Unknown to him, she had used legilimency on him, a few guards, and some of the others that were prisoner here that came close enough for her to do so. He brought her a tablet connected to the schooling program so she complete her education without attending the courses in person. He hoped he could prove that she would be more valuable to the Arc alive then dead. When she was 11 and he was sure she would be old enough to know not to say anything, he told Clarke about her. It was a few days after that she wanted to meet Isis. He agreed under the condition she not tell Abby.

"But why daddy?"

"Your mommy is on the council, Clarke. And the fact is that even though we were given the permission to have you, you're still a second child. If anyone else found out, you know our laws."

She was one of if not the most protected person in the Skybox. Always the youngest or one of the smallest, none would look to her for a fight and few took. The others had taken to her quickly and she to them. She was 14 when she met a guardsman cadet that was assigned to her section and they would talk everyday. Sometimes about nothing of importance and other times of their parents. She knew he was hiding something and if what she remembered was correct it was a sister, whose existence was punishable by death.

Unfortunately, while she could remember every spell and every smile on the faces of her family she had never really bothered making tv shows or anything of the like into something that would be held by her mind palace in detail.

She could only remember a few details like the Earth being survivable, Grounders having clans, black blood being important on Earth (Commanders and almost royalty), people trapped in a mountain and needing to kill the 'sky people' to go above ground permanently, Blood must have blood, and that it was an A.I. that had caused the nuclear apocalypse this world had faced and that there would be a second 6-7 months after the 100s arrival that would leave the earth un-survivable for the next 5 years to anyone without her blood.

Unfortunately, she didn't remember much after that except for prisoners dropping a bomb on what might be the only green space left and almost everyone being put into cryo-sleep and them ending up on a moon/planet where a group of people were using some sort of memory device to take over other people's bodies.

She had practiced her magic when in the confines of her cell and realized that the loss of her connection with the earth had made her own grow in the effort to replace it. While she would never hold that much power herself the fact remained the her own magic was twice as strong. Her legilimency now allowed her to see far more then ever before within seconds completely unnoticed where before it could take minutes if not longer and leave them with a massive headache and confusion.

There was only so much she could do to prepare when trapped alone in a metal box, despite her previous knowledge and training her body as best she could. So, she began circling her magic throughout her body, knowing that if she made it to Earth she'd need to be able to call onto it at a moments notice as she didn't have any of the actual fighting reflexes she once had.