Hera and I burst through the door to see what the commotion was. Rebels were running around in different directions with rope and chains.

Hera stopped a guy and asked him what was going on.

"Someone got scratched by an Infected," was all the rebel said before running off to help. I didn't think twice when following the rebel. Hera was yelling at me but I kept going. I could help. I could save the person in destress but...we need Cornelius's help as well.

   I changed directions and headed for the prison cells. People kept running all around in a frenzy to not panic and get the situation under control.

   My mind was raveling, repeatedly telling saying to get to that crazy idiot who had the last hope. I was so concentrated on the one thing that I ran into someone. We both fell at the same time to the ground with a 'thud.'

   "Please watch where you are-oh, Ezra."

   I looked up to see Ahsoka holding Rey in her arms.

   "He can help," Rey said, as Ahsoka and I stood up then looking at the child curiously.

   "They can stop the multi-monster."

   She showed Ahsoka a picture that she crudely colored. There was an orange figure, white figure with something green, and her, holding a blanket. The woman looked over at me for a moment.

   "Are you getting Oswald?" She asked.

   "He can help..." I hesitated before saying, "and so can I."

   She nodded.

   "Then let's hurry," she said. I was amazed as she turned and began to run towards the prison cells. I quickly followed behind.

   There were many twists and turns but we eventually arrived and heaving in front of Cornelius's cell door.

   "Well this is a surprise," Cornelius stated.

   "We...need...your help," I said, between breathes. The old man hummed, intrigued with something spinning around in his mind. Ahsoka and I knew that he wanted something in return.

   Something deep in the building exploded, making the floor shake. Rey whined in fear and Ahsoka bounced her, trying to calm her child down. I breathed in and out. I didn't need to lose my cool after everything that happened and what's going on now. Yet, it would be nice if Cornelius would here up before the infected person has fully changed!

   "I'll help on one condition," he said, smiling cheerfully.

   "Fine, what do you want?" Ahsoka asked. She was trying to be gentle for Rey but I could tell that she was very annoyed.

   "My freedom," he said.

   "Deal," she said, pressing the 'open' button on the side of the cell. The electric field disappeared and doctor crazy stepped out with the biggest of grins. The floor shook again and we took off down the halls to the main room.

The alarms and shouts ahead were getting louder as we approached. Ahsoka stopped and told Rey to hide in her room before leaving the child to catch up with us.

   The three of us finally made it to the main room to see people running around, injured or thrown onto the floor, and some trying to hold down the Infected. I could see Zed in the group trying to yank on his chain to floor the Infected.

When I got a closer look at the Infected though, it wasn't at its full transformation. There was still part of a face, leg, hand, and little bit of a neck that were still human. Its one eye was all black and blank while it squeaked and hollered to be free from its prison of chains and rope. I knew that face.

   "Tua..." I muttered, confused. I soon noticed that Ahsoka left my side to help the others trap the Infected. I couldn't move, almost afraid to get closer to the monster.

   No, it wasn't going to be Tua if Cornelius and I don't cure her in time. Yet, I just kept asking myself how. How did she get scratched?

   "Get her into the medba-AH!" Ahsoka screamed when the Infected kicked her so hard that she hit the wall. I could hear a sick crack come when she collided and flinched before running over to help but was grabbed by the wrist. I turned to see Cornelius holding me back with a blank face.

   "Let me go! I need to help her," I demanded trying to get out of his grip.

   "We have more important things to attend, too. She'll be fine," he said and I stopped struggling. I wanted to help but he was right. We had to stop the Infected before anything worse happens.

   Some of the med team came to check on her as me and Cornelius made our way to the medbay. They finally managed to get the Infected on an operating table and tightly chained up to the table with some strong looking people including Zeb.

   "We are going to have to take the chains off so I can find the scratch," Cornelius said and everyone in the room looked at him like he was crazy.

   "Well let me get the sleeping stuff made to knock her out. What do you think I am? Stupid or something? I research these things all the time!"

   So that's how he manages to obtain Infecteds. He makes some sort of sleeping medicine.

   Soon, after mixing different chemicals, he injected a blue liquid into the Infected's neck. The Infected slowly began to relax and quiet down into a peaceful slumber. The rebels hesitated before slowly letting go of the chains and backing away.

   "What a bunch of monkeys," Cornelius said, shaking his head then going back to the chemicals table. He started to mix different things before humming in thought.

   "I need a scale," he thought out loud before turning to me with pliers in hand.

   "Can you get me one of her scales?"

   "Why me?" I asked, taking the pliers and nervously looking at the Infected.

   "Well I'm going to need to see with there is anything special in need to add," he explained. That still didn't explain my answer but I gulped down my fear and walked over to the unconscious being.

I stopped in front of the table and slowly moved the pliers towards her arm. I latched the pliers onto a scales that was flimsily hanging out and pulled. I jumped back when she shrieked but didn't wake up.

   "That'll happen, and very painful but it will be worth it when we get her cured," he reassured me. I nodded and breathed in and out before doing it again but harder. She shrieked in pain and struggled against it.

I felt bad.

It was like harassing an animal that was locked up, not knowing why it was being treated this way. I just had to keep reminding myself that I was helping, not harming. So with a final tug, the scale come off and almost loosing my balance. Her shrieks stopped as she went back to sleep.

   I brought the scale over to Cornelius and gave him the sample. He nodded, "You did good."

   I wish I felt that way.

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