She had to move up her time table. She wasn't sure how long she had now but she needed to find her father and get him to that missile. With a few more comforting charms and a small expansion of the interior she was sure they could both fit even if a bit of a tight squeeze. The only problem would be procuring another suit. She would have to hope there was either one close by or that he didn't freak out if she magicked one up from his own clothes.

"Prisoner 132, face the wall." I did as I was ordered and the guards entered my room. From the corner of my eye I could see they had their batons out.

"What is this?"

"Keep quiet." They cuffed my hands behind my back. There was one on either side of me, leading me by my arms.

"Hey what do you think you're doing?" Nathan yelled from the common area below, drawing the attention of a few of the others.

"Where are you taking her?"

"She's not 18!"

"Let her go!"

They all rose and attempted to get to the upper level only for the guards to push them back. "Get out of our way!" A few of my friends struck at the guards only to end up being struck with the shock batons.

"Stop it!" I struggled against the guards holding me when I saw Nathan Miller along with John Murphy hit the ground. My elbows struck out at the guardsmen, pushing them back. I twisted my body kicking my leg up and going across the face of one before kicking my other leg back at the other. "Listen to me! Stop fighting! It'll be ok. It's ok." Murphy was staring up at me from where he held his hand at his chest, where the guard had shocked him as Nathan helped him sit up. He shook his head, teary eyed. "It's ok." I said before feeling a shock-baton press against me. "AGH!" I screamed out in pain before collapsing against the railing.

"ISIS!" I heard multiple voices call out to as the guards began dragging me out. They never realized I had taken the secondary batons they had hidden.

"I love you, kid."

She looked up at his voice to see them just a few feet ahead. Dad, Clarke, and Dr. Griffin. He was saying his good-byes to them. He had just turned to enter the enclosure they would float him from when the guard spoke. "We have her here, Chancellor Sydney."

A/N: It was never known exactly when Sydney was voted out of the council or why. So, I've decided that this along with attempting to execute a minor will be what gets her voted out as despite Abby changing her records, Jaha knows the truth. Abby will deny it was her that changed them and that someone else must have used her codes if found out while Sydney will claim she believed she really was 18. After all the Griffin's, Sydney, and Jaha are the only ones that know and why would Sydney bother to remember a prisoner she never considered of any worth.

Dad's face when he saw her there was heartbroken and it was the same for Clarke. "Isis?" she gasped out. "What are you doing with her?"

"You're bleeding." Chancellor Sydney spoke.

"She caught us off guard, managed to knock us down. Some of the prisoners started rioting when they saw her. They started attacking us. Skybox went on lockdown the moment we were out."

"All this for one girl? What is so special about you?" Sydney's hand went under her chin and lifted her head so they would be looking each other in the eyes. She spit in her face. The guard struck her, knocking her to her knees, as the blonde stepped back wiping her face. "Put her in the chamber with Griffin. They can float together."

"No, she's not 18!" Dad yelled out and one of the guardsmen pushing her forward paused.

"She is according to her records." Sydney said, the corner of her lips tilted upward. "Lock them in, now. That's an order."

"No! You can't!" Clarke called out.

They shoved her dad forward before pulling her up and shoving. She called on her magic and a second later the cuffs fell into her hands as she let the batons slide out of her sleeves before striking out. She attack the one on her left first before turning to the other. The other guards moved to attack but she was faster. Abby grabbed Clarke and pulled her back as Jaha did with his son. Sydney boxed herself into a corner. "Time to go!" She grabbed her dad's hand and pulled leading him down a hall. "Come on!"

A/N:Obviously you'll need to picture them in the Ark and walking towards the float chamber for the gifs. Guards only have batons out not the guns in gif.

"How on earth did you do that?" Her dad asked as he followed behind her.

"Might not have anything but I trained in my cell. I was never going to just let them float me without a fight." She didn't mention how her running her magic throughout her body had made it stronger and faster than it ever would have been otherwise. More guards came and she attacked from the corner her dad helping her to trip one before she shocked the guard to make sure he stayed down.

"Isis. Isis, sweetheart, there's nowhere to run! Especially not this way, it's a dead end." He tried to pull me back from the room I'd led him to and I turn around to face him.

"No, it isn't. We're not running or hiding. We're going to the ground." Armed guards rush forward and I set the doors to close.

"Isis, the ground won't be survivable for at least another 100 years."

"You're wrong, daddy. It is survivable, I know it. And I need you to trust me." She grabbed his arms and looked him in the eyes. "Please, daddy. It's our best chance, our only chance." He stared at her before sighing and nodded.

"Ok, what do we do."

She waved her hand and he found himself wearing a full space suit. "How did you?" He asked eyes wide in shock.

"It's magic. Daddy, I can feel the Earth. Get in the missile. We need to launch while we still have a chance to." He moved towards the hatch as I hacked the system that would give me full control over the gate. "We're ready." I ran toward the missile and laid in beside Dad. "Hold on, tight." She cast a sticking charm on them.

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He grabbed onto her hand as they felt the missile's rockets fire.

A/N: In regards to the last chapter's note, Sydney, and her prolonged role as Chancellor; Jaha did not run against her and is now regretting that decision. Sydney will be voted out because of her actions which led to a minor being 'killed'. Though because there is no proof that she was involved in changing her records they cannot execute her. Jaha went to Kane and Sydney, informing them of Abby's belief that Jake would go against their order to keep silent. Clarke now believes Wells told Jaha about not only her Dad's plans but about Isis being her sister, unaware that Thelonious had always known about her and kept it quiet.