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Free of the Institute, Claire did not stick around the Ferrymen, deciding instead to leave and track down her mother, Sandra Bennet. Someone had to deliver the bad news about her little brother and her father. Which it absolutely did devastate her mother.
With so much grief surrounding her mother, Claire stuck close for some time. Little did the young woman understand she needed it, too. She had lost a lot of family lately. So she stayed until the country fell into war. A part of her knew that was where all her friends would be and she found she could not let them do it without her. She was unkillable and she knew that the resistance would need that.
She ran the suicide missions. Who would suspect a tiny terrorist?
During one of these missions she stumbled across a former teammate, Curtis. She quickly learned that he had been engaged to a clone of her, making him as much of a victim of the Institute in her mind. Awkward. Still she remembered him from his days as Ash and ended up working with him some during the war. He wouldn’t be the only former associate she would work beside.
Claire learned something about herself during the war… she was not immortal like she thought and her ability had limits. Throwing herself into all these suicide missions, dying time and time again…. Even several times in a day. It pushed her ability to a breaking point. The enemy viewed her as something like a tiny Terminator. However, the strain it put on her power, it started to show when her injuries were talking a little longer to heal. The first real cold she got was a complete surprise. It could have been the extreme strain she put on her ability, it could have been the amount of exposure she had to a variety of biological and chemical weapons… radiation too. There is no real way too know.
But… It became painfully apparent when she woke up weeks after a mission — she never finished it — and found out she had died twice while her injuries healed. The doctor warned her that another death…. It could be permanent.
She was not untouchable, any longer.
Her body still healed at a fairly decent speed, as a broken arm only took a few days to heal. However, she found herself sick often as her immune system had to catch up with the rest of the world. She could feel time suddenly mattering.
It threw her into a depression, which only got worse when the war came to an end.
During the regrowth and the trials, a former friend of her father, Hana Gitelman, approached the younger woman. Claire was offered a unique opportunity to join a new task force. A way to get back at the people responsible for so much that had happened in her younger life. The people that used her… exploited her… brought her and so many others, so much grief. She would get to hunt them down and bring them in.
Hana gave Claire a new purpose bringing her in on her Wolfhound project and helping her get the training she needed to become more than an immortal cheerleader killing herself all the time… especially, she couldn’t be that anymore.
Shortly, after joining Hana gave her a letter from her father. Her life was finally turning around… though she she might slap her father if she sees him again.
