This took a while because I had this debate in my head whether what should happen next. Didn't expect it would take this long. Sorry :(

Bang!

Amy immediately woke up. Eyes open wide, startled by the sudden loud noise that registered as a gunshot in her mind. She found herself in a room just like the one earlier, sitting on a chair alone with a table in front of her. Neither Dan nor Hamilton was around. She was moved in the middle of the night and she doesn't know why. She looked around and confirmed that she was truly alone. Then how come she heard the gunshot like it came from this room?

Ow! She massaged her temples. It must have been the sudden action of waking up. Or it could have been the chlorophyll last night. The sound of the gunshot was still ringing inside her head. She struggled hard to compose herself.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Amy quickly raised her head and found someone sitting across her. She saw a gun slid across the table. She narrowed her eyes on the stranger in front of her. There was only a small light in the middle of the room just above them. The shadows were preventing Amy from seeing who this person was.

"That was entertaining."

It was a female voice. Amy frowned.

"Who are you?" Amy asked.

She heard the woman chuckle. "Though it was a bit boring nonetheless it was entertaining. Honestly, I was expecting something more... dynamic."

"Who are you? What do you want?" Amy asked a bit harshly.

"Ow! Sorry to interrupt your sleep but I was getting this feeling you won't wake up until tomorrow."

Getting impatient, Amy saw herself holding up the gun that was on the table. She pointed it at the strange woman. "Tell me who you are!"

Suddenly the woman's voice changed. Amy froze. Her throat became even drier than before. She knew that voice. She saw the woman shift.

"Don't you think I should be the one asking that?" the woman asked.

Amy couldn't speak. It's because of her dry throat or it could be shock. She doesn't know though the latter is more prominent.

"I mean you were the one who sneaked in my place."

She felt her hand started to loose grip on the gun. She gripped the handle of the gun tighter. She needs to be strong. She can't be scared. She must be strong.

"No answer, eh? Bad girl." The woman leaned forward. "It's been a while, Amy Cahill."

Amy gulped. She held the gun with both hands to prevent her hand from shaking. She tried to focus on the gun in front of her. But when the woman leaned forward, Amy finally saw her face and she couldn't help but stare back into the golden yellow eyes of Isabel Kabra.

"W-what do you want?" Amy mentally cursed. Stupid stutter!

Isabel chuckled. "You know, I really don't understand what Ian sees in you."

Amy doesn't know if she were to take it as a compliment or an insult because honestly, she also doesn't know what she has. Though she knows it was meant to be an insult. Whatever Isabel's thinking it doesn't seem to working, unfortunately. She shivers a bit as Isabel scanned her like she was an open book and she was for Isabel.

"Dull. Boring."

Still not working.

"Hm, stressed. I see. Congratulations! You've finally achieved your life long dream! Harvard!"

At this statement, Amy froze. How could she possibly know? She remained silent but her mind was a riot. Was she keeping tabs on her?

"Moving back, such a boring girl. There's nothing interesting about you. Oh wait, Now this is interesting! Ooohhh, I love it!" Isabel chirped while she clapped her hands like a little child. Amy frowned.

"You've got someone else, I see. Ian's gonna be really happy." Isabel exclaimed.

At this statement, Amy was completely puzzled. How? She was a long way from her. It's impossible to be able to watch her. Amy was very sure that no one knows about her and Jake except her best friends and family. Amy was more puzzled. That was not Isabel. Isabel Kabra may be smart but not as smart and as observant. In fact, she's quite the opposite. Impulsive yet cunning. Smart is not the right word but experienced. She knows how to weave through people. How to shatter their armor and manipulate them. and her eyes they were also golden yellow.

"Bags under your eyes. It could only mean stress and since poor Hope also went to Harvard, I assume it must have been a life long dream of yours too." Isabel said bluntly.

Amy body's tensed at the mention of her Mom's name. She quickly pointed the gun back at Isabel. She knew where this was going.

Isabel smiled. Just as expected. "Ah, Hope. My dear Hope. You know, you're mother was a good woman. It's really such a pity she had to be killed."

Amy gripped the gun tighter. "Stop."

"She was a sweet girl. Smart, beautiful. But so so stupid."

"Stop it." Amy said harder.

"She should have just did what she should have done and none of this would have happened. Didn't that thought cross your mind, Amy? If it wasn't for your parents, this clue hunt by Grace would not have been proposed. All will be well. None of this would have happened."

Actually, Amy have had that thought. There came a time where she blamed everything on her parents. She blames them for leaving her and Dan alone during that night. If they hadn't left them, she would not have told Isabel the location where her parents were. But she realized she was blaming them for her own mistake. If it wasn't for her big mouth, they wouldn't have been killed. Then they would still be here. Dan would've have thought of drinking the Master Serum.

She realized tears were falling down her eyes. Her hands were shaking in front of her with the gun threatening to fall off from her hands but she kept a firm grip on the gun.

"Well? Come on! This is getting boring!" Isabel suddenly shouted at her. This made Amy jump a little. "Shoot me! Shoot me if you want to! You have the gun. Come on!"

Amy didn't have time to weigh the little debate going on in her head. Control would mean winning but giving in would mean losing. Sadly, she was losing.

Bang!

She quickly dropped the gun. She doesn't know where she shot Isabel but she still shot her. What was happening to her? She slowly walked towards Isabel who was still on her seat. Amy sobbed. She saw the wound near her heart. Amy panicked. What can she do? They're inside there's no way to get out. She was not experienced in these things.

"Help! Help!" she shouted as she pounded on the walls. "Help!"

She continued to cry out for help but no one came. She cursed under her breath. Of course, they were inside a cell. The walls must be thick so no one can really hear them. She rested her forehead on the was happening to her? Why is this happening to her? It's like everything she did was wrong. Every decision always seem to turn out wrong and she was always forced to pay. When will this end? Because she was tired.

Suddenly, she noticed a bright yellow light splayed across the wall. She turned around and gasped. Isabel was covered in yellow light. Amy was confused. what was happening? What is this nonsense?

Isabel's body was glowing with golden yellow light.

Sorry if this turned out a bit unfocused because I feel a bit sloppy with all the schoolwork :P