It was a cold night in the dungeons of the Palace of Justice, as a curled up bundle of green was in a corner of one of the smallest cells in the place. She could feel the wind and rain fall between the only hole of light and air in her cell, as if soaked her skin, but she really couldn't care. Her leg was not hurting as much as it did, or perhaps she was too cold and numb to feel anything. Kara couldn't cry though, she had done enough of that already during her first few hours there, even if she could cry, she wouldn't feel the warm water fall down her cheeks. In the night she could hear countless prisoners scream and beg for their release, but none of them have been answered. Uncurling herself, she began to play with her necklace with had a moon and the sun on it. She missed her friends Lily and Esmeralda, but she missed Clopin the most, he was like the air in her world, she needed him to survive. She smiled as she remembered when they first met, the first time they kissed, when they would sleep together in a blissful sleep, did all that really happen? Or was it a trick of the mind trying to keep her sane? Either way, she loved him and missed him so much. Unknown to Kara, Lily was with another meeting with Frollo, trying to secure her freedom.

"Frollo many gypsies will up rise against you if you don't let her go, we are preparing to fight to get her out."

He seemed to think upon it, but then quickly brushed it aside, "What are you willing to do to get her free my dear?"

Lily seductively walked up to him and pressed her body against his own, "Anything you want. I can be very nice if you can be too." She said as her hands roamed over his clothed black body, as she heard him moan. He grabbed her arms and pulled her in for a passionate kiss that felt like fire upon her lips. Then he pulled away and said,

"I think we may have a deal…"

Kara was asleep, well close enough to wake suddenly when she heard the door to her cell open.

"Come on gypsy, Frollo has a surprise for you." Three guards smiled and laughed. They picked her arms up and led her up the spiralling staircase, as she limped a little on her right leg. She passed the same fireplace that she had seen before when she first came into the Palace of Justice, whatever justice was in this place. They came to a large black door where one of the fatter guards knocked on the door.

"Come in" she heard Frollo say from behind the door.

They brought her in, and then quickly left, closing the door behind them. Kara turned around at the slightest hope that she could catch the door in time, but she was not quick enough with her leg as it was. She pounded at the door and jiggled the door handle in some attempt to open it, but she did the one thing a gypsy should never do, turn your back on an enemy. She flipped her body around, just in time to have Frollo come right up against her, pushing her back against the door, arms at the side of her head, she had no where to go.

"You left a good mark on me you witch." He said as he smiled at her, coming to close to her liking.

"What do you want you bastard?" she said, her dark eyes gleaming.

"To repay the favour." He said as he pulled out a dagger.

"Oh my god! Are you sick? Haven't you done enough to me?" she said to him, a hint of fear in her voice.

"No, not nearly you gypsy whore."

He reached for her corset and began to tug it off, but she wasn't going to let him do that.

"Let go you sick judge!" Kara pushed him as hard as she could away from her, and then ran to a close window hoping that the drop wouldn't be high. Just as she was ready to open the latch, she felt a arm slither around her waist and threw her to the ground. Her head hit it quite hard, that she could see tiny colourful spots in her vision. She felt him undo her corset and put his weight on her.

"Now I think its time to give that old scar some touch ups."

He pulled it low enough to see the two x's overlapping scar that he made all those years ago, and he placed the blade over her scar, and began to push along the same lines already outlined for him.

She screamed and still tried to pull him off, only to have him push harder down on the blade. Kara gave up; it wasn't worth all that pain. Frollo smiled down and laughed at her. Her scar was now red and bloody, it was re opened just like her old scars on her heart. He moved off of her and pulled out a parchment of paper and un rolled it.

"You are to be hanged under the charges of witch craft and defying the judges authority." He read to her, just as the guards came back to take her away.

"I will enjoy seeing you perish like your whore of a mother."

In the Court of Miracles, Lily, Esmeralda and Clopin were making a plan to rescue Kara tonight.

"He has a door near the exit of the palace just close by, if we can pass all his guards though." Lily explained.

"How do you know this?" Esmeralda asked.

"Oh I have sneaked in there many times to get some food when we needed it the most." She lied.

"It's a good plan, but we will need stronger arms…" Clopin said, worry and lack of sleep etched upon his brow.

All three sat there in silence thinking of more people they could get to help.

"What about Quasimodo? She helped him at the Festival of Fools, I think he would want to repay the favour somehow, after all he knows Frollo." Esmeralda suggested out loud.

"That is a perfect idea! Lets go get him now, and get Kara out of there." Said Clopin as he stood up.

"I know Phoebus would help us too if I asked him, he doesn't like Frollo that much either, and Frollo nearly had him killed. Hes staying with Quasimodo, so we can get him when we are there." Esmeralda pointed out.

"Alright lets go quickly!"

Kara was now in a place in the dungeons called 'Dead Man's Walk'. This meant that she was ready and waiting to be hanged, fitting how it would be her last walk. As she heard the talk of escape come from fellow cellmates, no one had successfully opened the lock with a sharp rock as one cellmate tried. Feeling as though this was her final hours, she prayed to the Virgin Mary.

" Please Mother of God, let me die quickly, and please let me see Clopin one last time…" she had never prayed before, so she didn't know if she did it right, but at that moment, she felt a kind of peace swell inside her. If she was to die tonight, she knew she wouldn't have anything to fear. The sound of foot steps could be heard coming closer and closer to her cell, Kara knew her time had come.

"Kara?" she heard a familiar female voice say.

It was Lily!

"Lily? Lily it's me! Over here!" she cried.

Suddenly into her view, there stood Esmeralda, Lily, Quasimodo and a blonde haired man that she couldn't quite recognize, and there was her Clopin. Clopin rushed to the cell and put his hands through the bars.

"Kara thank god your alright!" he said as Kara moved into his arms length grabbing his hands.

"We're getting you out of here, but we must go now!" she heard Lily say.

Clopin moved aside, and the same hunchback came into sight.

"I wanted to thank you for helping me, so I hope this will make up for it." He said with such a sweet voice as he stumbled upon pronouncing some of the words. He grabbed the sides of the cell door, and with un-human strength, he lifted the door from its hinges, and lightly placed it next to her once closed cell.

" Come lets get out of here before we are spotted." The blonde man said.

Together they all traveled through the same passage Kara walked only a few hours before they had arrived. Clopin had her arm around his shoulder for support, as Esmeralda, Lily and Phoebus were in front with daggers drawn, but much to their surprise, no guards came. It seemed strange but it was one of the last things on Kara's mind at the moment.

They had made it through the Palace of Justice without a single encounter of a guard or Frollo, which to them seemed much like luck, but the shadows in the walls were watching. All six ran through the streets of Paris to the Court of Miracles where they knew they would be safe. Kara stumbled a few times due to her injury, but they carried on not leaving a man behind and checking behind them to see if anyone was following them. Once they had safely made it behind the stonewalls of the court, Esmeralda, Quasimodo and Phoebus moved to the fire to warm up, while Clopin, Kara and Lily walked to Clopin's caravan. Opening to the door to her beloved home, she couldn't help but cry again. Placing her upon the bed, Clopin sat next to her holding her, while Lily kneeled on her knees on the floor next to her feet.

"I thought I would never be here again with you guys." She said between sobs.

"What did he do to you?" Clopin asked brushing her hair with his hand. Kara couldn't bear tell him that he had a warrant to her death; she was safe knowing that Frollo had no idea where this place was. She turned her head to Lily.

"He reopened it."

"What?" Lily asked.

"My scar."

Lily sat there dumbfounded; he promised her that he wouldn't harm her! She gave him a night of all the pleasure he wanted to feed his lust, and only to find that he deceived her.

"What scar? Why haven't you told me this?" Clopin asked a tint of anger in his voice.

Pulling down her now tattered purple and red corset, the freshly cut scar was red and stained with dry blood staring back at them.

"I'll kill him!" Clopin yelled, pulling her closer to him. "I'll kill him for what he did to you!"

Lily flinched at those words, but couldn't help but feel guilty.

"I'm happy to see you alive Kara." She said as she gave Kara a hug and left to give them some time alone, and for her to think. Although she still loved Frollo, she was angry with him and wouldn't mind opening one of the wounds Kara left upon his cheeks.

When both of them were alone they sat there for a bit until Clopin noticed her other wound.

"How did you get this one?" he asked pointing at it. Bending her head, Kara looked at it and touched it.

"I was caught off guard by one of Frollo's guards." Was all she said.

"You better change out of those clothes, you should wash the blood and dirt off them." Sighed Clopin as he got up from the bed.

"Wait Clopin, please."

He turned to see Kara rise from the bed and pull him into a kiss. Their hands were tangling themselves in each other's hair; both of them not willing to let go. Moans escaped both their lips as they moved back down to the bed, as the candlelight flickered casting their moving shadow bodies together on the walls around them.