"Nathan? What in the world are you doing here?" She couldn't believe the 15 year old son of one of her favorite guards had gotten himself thrown in here.

"Shit. hey, Isis." he tried to smile but her eyes narrowed at the boy and he audibly gulped.

"Let's have a little chat Nate."

The plants were getting louder. They screamed at me that something was wrong, for me. The air was filling with carbon dioxide and oxygen levels were slowly beginning to drop. It wasn't noticeable for humans but for them? Oh, they were thriving and with my magic they had become more aware. She began using a modified semi-permanent bubble-head charm so that she could breathe what it provided, no longer breathing the oxygen being circulated.

It had started. The beginning of the end for the Ark and no one even knew it. She needed a way to the ground and she needed it now. She needed a plan.

She had no doubt that if she stayed, she'd be dead before the 100 ever made it to the ground. She knew what her dad had planned and hoped for. She knew he was using his extra funds to pay for the online courses he signed her up for on the tablet. Basic educational classes were long since finished and replaced by agriculture, engineering, mechanics, and medicine. She was within the top scorings for all of them and even had a few others sit with her so they could learn as well. It was common for fights to break out during common area times and so she began using her medical knowledge to help those who were injured in fights as best she could until medical arrived with supplies.

It was only a few days later that she had one. It was risky and stupid but it was her best chance. When she was being led to her cell for lights out she would cast a confusion spell at the guard making him believe she was still in the room as she cast an invisibility spell on herself and followed out whichever one left first. At first she would stay near her cell to ensure none would come back to check but after realizing the second checks were random she cast a simple notice-me-not and moved on. She needed something that would be unnoticeable if it went missing and it hit her.

What would be small enough to not be noticed if ejected from the Ark? What would she able to control the landing spot of? A missile. Small enough to not have any true impact on the Ark but large enough for her to fit in especially once dismantled and modified with magic. She found the cargo hold easily enough after reading a few guards. The missile would be ready soon enough. She used her magic to fix the damaged suit she'd found that was set to be used as scrap material.

A/N: So Diana Sydney in canon originally lost her last election to Jaha who then became Chancellor. I'm changing that it not only fits better with the plot-line but to show the difference Isis' birth caused. Another note will be added in the next chapter at the end to highlight that change.

This was going to be their next to last visit before she launched. She was still trying to come up with someway to tell him everything. How would she be able to though? She was a few weeks away from turning 17 and if what she had caught onto from the mind of a councilman was correct she was scheduled to be executed a year early. She had run into Jaha weeks ago by accident. His mind had been plagued with the thoughts of Diana Sydney calling for her execution. How could she tell him that her 'mother', his wife, was about to become the reason she died in 2 weeks if she stayed?

As she walked into the familiar visitation room she noticed that Clarke was missing.

"Where's Clarke?"

"She's visiting Wells. You know how I've told you about them. I expect those two will be a couple in another year or so." He was nervous, she noticed. His eyes were constantly sweeping the room and lingering just slightly on the guards just outside the clear doors. "Sweetheart, I need to tell you something important so I need you to listen to me." He said keeping his voice low as he took my hand and gave it a squeeze.

"What's going on?"

"It's the Ark. Isis, the Ark is dying. I probably wouldn't have even caught it this soon if it hadn't been for that projection program you came up with months ago."

"Dad"

"I need to tell everyone but I had to let you know that I'm getting you out of here. They can't keep you locked in here now that you're the reason we know about this. They'll have to."

"Daddy, that's a long shot at best. They're not going to let me out of here unless it's for me to be floated."

"Don't! Don't say that."

"Daddy, it's the truth."

"Not if I can help it." He said after a few moments and stood up to leave.

"Daddy?" He turned around and pressed a kiss to her head.

"I'm getting you out of here, I promise."

"No. Daddy, no!" She couldn't stop him without exposing herself as he walked out the doors. He hands slammed against the table. "Damnit!"