Elektra walked back to the common room after her encounter with Selina Skylar and Elektra's blood was BOILING at this point. How Dare that little midget talk abouit my father and tell me she isn't afraid of me!! I'll show her...I'll BLOODY SHOW HER NOT TO CROSS ME AGAIN!! Elektra thought to herself. The mention of her father was something that Elektra never really liked to talk about. Every single time that she would hear about him or hear the very mention of his name she would feel like curling up into a ball and and just go to sleep and dream of a father that she WISH she could have other than Connor Draven. Maybe Elektra wouldn't be as cold-hearted as she is now if she had a different father, but that's life. You take what you get and you roll with it.

Elektra walked over to one of the couches and flopped down as she put her hands on her face and lets out a long sigh and runs her fingers through her hair as she leans her head back. "Just one more year...just one...more...bloody year..." She said softly to herself and picked her head back up as she fixed herself on the couch and crossed her legs as she just sat quietly and stared at the green fire. This wasn't the life I wanted and hoped for. I never asked to be brought into this world...Uggh...