"I don't think I can do it," Alexa stammered, sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest in the back stairwell of the school, the same one she had learned her secret three years before. "I cannot possibly survive this." "They can't do anything to you, Alexa," Travis assured. Sounds of despair and destruction could be heard from above and below. "As long as you prove that you are the same, powerful student the administration has thought you to be all these years, you can beat them. You can survive." "And what if I can't, Travis? What if I end up proving that everything I have achieved here is a lie? I could die here, today." She added the last bit in a whisper. "Then you will still be able to show what I and all the others who are here to support you have known all along." Travis grabbed ahold of Alexa's hand. She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. "That you are a fighter."