Clara tried to ignore the feeling of every single person around her staring at her, she quickly glanced over at Newt who had a look of disbelief, and almost... betrayal in his eyes. A guard roughly grabbed her arm, leading her towards her mother.

"Hello, Clarissa."

"Mom."

"I'm disappointed in you, I really hoped you'd turned over a new leaf. But you let me down, again."

"Not my fault you're stupid enough to trust me." She said, the sarcasm dripping from her voice

"You can drop the attitude now, there's no point."

"Kiss my ass."

"That's enough. Get her in line."

The guard holding her shoved her to the ground next to Thomas, and she looked over at him, nodding her head. When she turned back to face her mother she noticed Teresa appearing from behind a guard, followed closely by Theodore, and she felt her anger rising again.

"I'm glad you two are safe," Ava said, pulling the pair towards her.

"What the hell? Teresa? Teddy?" Frypan muttered,

"Wait, what's going on?" Newt asked, looking between the pair and Ava, not connecting the dots.

"They're with Wicked," Thomas mumbled,

"Since when?"

"Well Teddy never left them, did he?" Clara hissed, emphasizing the stupid nickname he'd come up with. Her brother smirked slightly, leaning towards her,

"You always were jealous of me. Can't say I blame you though. It must be hard living in my shadow, knowing you'd never be better than me. You're a mistake, Rissa."

"Yeah, well at least I'm not a fucking coward."

"Real mature."

"Bite me."

"That's enough." Janson interrupted, walking towards them. "These two have always had an evolved appreciation of the greater good. Theodore offered so graciously to follow all of you and deliver you, and the right arm, to us. And Teresa, well, once we restored her memories it was only a matter of time."

"I'm sorry." Teresa uttered, looking at all of them, "I had no choice, this was the only way. We have to find a cure."

"She's right. This is all just a means to an end." Ava added, "You used to understand that Clarissa, and you, Thomas. No matter what you think of me, I'm not a monster. I'm a doctor, I swore an oath to find a cure. No matter the cost. I just need more time."

"And more blood." Clara heard Mary shouting from behind them,

"Hello, Mary. I hoped we'd meet again. I'm sorry it had to be under these circumstances."

"I'm sorry about a lot of things too. But not this. At least my conscience is clear."

"So is mine."

Clara flinched as a gunshot rang out, swinging her head back around to see Janson aiming his gun at Mary. Her heart dropped as Mary collapsed to the ground,

"Mary? MARY!" Vince shouted, dropping beside the woman and cradling her head, "NO!"

Clara looked over at Thomas, giving him a quick nod as Ava ordered Janson to start loading the kids onto the Berg. A guard came over and lifted her up, pushing her towards the Berg but she quickly pulled out Jorge's bomb, tossing it to Thomas before pulling out the switch and holding it up in the air.

"Everybody get back!" Thomas shouted,

"Stand back!" Clara joined in, walking to stand next to him.

"Let them go, Ava, just let them all go!" He shouted

"You know I can't do that."

"Thomas please stop! I made a deal with them, they promised we'd be safe, all of us." Teresa pleaded, stepping out from behind Ava,

"What we're just supposed to trust you now?" Clara scoffed

"It's true, it was her only condition," Ava responded,

"Oh, I trust you even LESS than her."

"Everything can go back to the way it was." Ava said, stepping forward, "Clarissa, do you really want all of your friends to die?"

"Listen to her, think about what you're doing." Janson insisted, stepping forward.

"Oh shut up, Janson. I'm sick of hearing your fucking voice."

Out of the corner of her eye, Clara saw Minho walking towards them, she turned her head slightly to look at him as he stood next to Thomas, nodding his head at him. Next, she saw Frypan moving to stand behind her, and then she felt Newt standing next to her, grabbing her free hand with his.

"We're with you," Newt said as they all huddled closer together, squeezing Clara's hand tightly.

"Don't do this." Ava pleaded,

"Do it. We're ready." Minho said,

"We're not going back there," Thomas mumbled, looking over at Clara,

"It's the only way." She nodded at him, raising the switch in her hand and closing her eyes as she moved her thumb over the button.

"CLARISSA!" Ava shouted but she was drowned out by a deafening hooting sound. Clara opened her eyes and spun around as a giant truck drove towards one of Wicked's helicopters, ramming into the side of it. The helicopter crashed over, sending debris shooting out towards the crowd. Clara ducked quickly, pulling Newt down with her as everybody scattered and began fighting back against the Wicked guards. The door of the truck opened and Jorge jumped out of it, laughing hysterically. Clara grinned at him as he shot one of the guards and ran off.

"GET HER OUT OF HERE!" Clara stood up as she heard Janson shout and watched as he pushed her mother back into the Berg. She moved to follow her but was stopped as a group of guards stepped in front of her, aiming their launchers at her. Quickly stumbling backward she looked over at Thomas,

"THOMAS! THROW IT!" She yelled, pointing at the guards in front of her. The boy nodded and threw the bomb in her direction and it landed just behind the first guard,

"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!" She shouted at the group, turning away from the guards and leaping forwards as she pressed her finger down on the switch, covering her ears when she heard the bomb going off behind her. When she stood back up again she turned around and saw that none of the guards were still standing,

"Thank you, Jorge." She mumbled before turning back around towards the group. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Janson storming over to Thomas, punching him in the face and sending him back down to the ground, placing his boot on the boy's chest. Clara cursed when she saw him pull a pistol out of his coat and aim it at Thomas's head. She reacted quickly, running towards them and picking up a stray pistol that was lying on the ground a few feet away.

"Hey, Janson!" She shouted and the man turned to her. Clara shot at him, hitting him in the shoulder and he fell to the floor, groaning in pain. Thomas quickly scrambled to his feet, backing away from him and stepping next to Clara.

"Thanks." He muttered, but before she could respond she noticed Janson trying to stand up, aiming his gun at them again. A shot suddenly hit the ground next to him and he covered his ears. Clara looked for the source of the shot and spotted Brenda sitting behind a rock in the distance, grinning at her.

"Clara, come on!" Thomas shouted, grabbing her hand and dragging her towards the rest of the group. Minho was waiting for them, shooting at any guards that were following them,

"GO! GO! QUICKLY!" He shouted, shooting a guard that was trying to get Clara. She quickly caught up with Thomas who pulled her down to hide behind a container with Newt and Frypan. But her breath hitched in her throat as she watched one of the guards shoot Minho with a launcher and he collapsed to the floor in front of them.

"MINHO!" She screamed, and she and Thomas jumped up, running towards Minho as two guards began to drag him away. But before she could reach him a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back.

"LET GO OF ME!" She screamed, slamming her fists against the arms that were holding her,

"CLARA STOP!" Newt shouted at her and she realized he was the one holding her,

"GET OFF ME! LET GO!"

"NO! CLARA THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO FOR HIM, I'M NOT LOSING YOU AGAIN."

"No! Please! Minho!" She begged as Newt dragged her backward, she saw Jorge doing the same to Thomas next to her, pulling him away as the guards hauled Minho back to the Berg. Clara gave up struggling, losing all hope and letting Newt carry her away, watching as the cargo door of the Berg began to close. Ava pushed to the front of the guards, staring right at Clara before the doors shut completely and the Berg took off, flying away and taking their friends with it.