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Previously on Motherland...

We don't know how but
this force protects us...

Just let me in.

I want to know how
someone gets to be you.

The Spree gave me a
place to put my pain.

I guess we're more
alike than I thought.

- What are you doing here?
- I have no idea.

I warned all witches that
the Camarilla is back.

That's a fetch!
She's been trapped!

I really missed you.

I thought you were dead.

He's changing. This
is not his place.

The bond we share
will endure forever.

We're surrounded.

I have a little surprise.

How can I help? Hello?!

It's been like this for days.

They haven't been able to
recreate the phenomenon at all?

I've thrown everything I
could think of at them.

Sonics, weather work,

physical and
environmental stressors.

Nothing.

Disappointing.

I've got a delegation
coming from The Hague

and I had hoped to tell them

we had a new weapon
in the coming fight

against the Camarilla.

Soldiers,

I want to thank you for your
patience and cooperation,

but we're suspending
these tests.

We can keep going, ma'am.

For now, it's more important
that you join Cadet Craven

for the start of War College.

But ma'am, in the
desert, this weapon...

Ah!

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, ma'am.

We need to find a
different way forward.

Any ideas?

A closer look at the effects of
the event might shed some light.

May I show you something
that just arrived

from the Tarim region?

I always feel so
humbled in her presence.

General.

Direct from the
epicenter of the event.

Extraordinary.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Nothing human remains.

I'm confident that
my examination

will tell us more about
what it was that happened.

And whether we
can make it happen again.

Keep me informed.

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Are they going
to keep testing you?

Who knows? They
don't tell us anything.

I hope so. There's no way
they're just gonna let it go.

What, so you wanna
keep being a lab rat?

If it keeps us in
the fight, yes.

Don't you want to
understand what happened?

Yes, of course, I do.

But I'd rather we
figure it out ourselves

than have Izadora
poking and prodding us.

How about you?

Any more weird Alder
dreams or snakebites?

It was centipedes. And no,

but I almost wish
I would have one.

It was terrifying, but
also kind of amazing.

All right, Bells.

I know you've been waiting
for this day your whole life.

So what are we in for?

Yeah, when do we
meet our Company?

This morning. But
nobody says Company.

Just call it our Coven.

Sekhmet.

Egyptian?

Every Coven is named
after a war goddess.

Guys, apparently there
are a lot of rumors

going around about
the three of us.

What?!

I guess some people are
saying we only got in

because your mom pulled strings.

Let people talk.

We'll show them what
we're made of soon enough.

Is that the VP's daughter?

Yeah.

And they're having her stay
on this side of the base

until basic starts.

Oh, she looks so lonely.

I feel bad for her.

I was still biddied when
her father met with Alder.

He seems freaked out by
the whole witch thing.

It's been a week.
What have you learned?

You were right.

While I haven't heard anyone
use the word Camarilla,

it's clear that there's someone
powerful pulling the strings.

These rallies and vigils
are too well funded.

Too well organized.

We'll need more than that.

Thank you.

And, I, uh made friends.

A couple, Bonnie and Shane.

And they seem pretty
well connected.

How so?

Well, they always
know when and where

the next event is gonna be,

like, before anyone else.

Today they'll be at the mall.

Can you get close to them?

I think so.

The wife... she seems lonely.

I think she could use a friend.

Be careful.

Don't lose sight of the mission.

You know what can happen
when you get too close.

Why didn't you reach out to her?

Did you know that
when Raelle was ten,

I spent a total of eighteen
days with my family?

Yeah, she said it
was like that a lot.

Because they didn't
approve of who I married,

they decided to keep me in
the field and keep us apart.

Every time I walked in the door

and saw that my girl was
growing up without me,

I got angrier.

And that anger grew until
I lost sight of everything

but the Spree's mission.

In the end, she still
grew up without me.

I live with that every day.

Then once we knew that the
Camarilla had returned,

I started thinking she
might be better off

safer in the Army.

What about now?

What would I even say?

Welcome to War College, Sekhmet.

I'm your Coven Leader.

Call me M.

Feel free to come to me with
any questions you might have.

You'll have some of your general
classes together as a Coven,

but most days
you'll be following

your individual specializations.

Once you've finished dealing

with your super-cool
hair, of course.

Fear not.

You're still bunking
together as units.

You'll find your
rooms down the hall

if you want to go ahead
and stow your gear.

Dismissed.

All right.

Been a while, Bellweather.

Good to see you.

Hi, Gregorio.

Later.

Collar,

can I borrow you for a sec?

I'm sorry about earlier.

No need to apologize.

I was staring at you.

Why?

Your reputation precedes you.

I just wanted to see what
all the fuss was about.

Gossip's a little high
school, don't you think?

In War College, gossip is intel.

There's only one thing I've
heard that concerns me.

Scylla.

That had to suck.

Yeah. It did.

It still does.

I just want to make sure

that is all in the past.

No more secrets

that are going to come to light
and reflect poorly on this Company?

Believe me...

I'm all done with secrets.

So...

Who is he?

That's Gregorio.

You've heard about him before.

My Cavalier.

- Oh, yeah. At your debut?
- Mm-hmm.

Wait, the one that
Libba stole from you?

No one stole me.

I'm not a possession.

You should see your faces.

Look, the whole thing
was a misunderstanding.

Libba and I were actually
together back then.

- I'm sorry. I never knew that.
- No one did.

We were keeping it secret.

And then High
Atlantic Tradition,

and the stars, dictated
that I be your Cavalier.

Libba was never
big on tradition.

Well, unless it
was the tradition

of giving you shit.

- She was fond of that one.
- Yeah.

You know, she would've
liked your eulogy, though.

You were there?

I thought it was beautiful.

And it was fun watching
your mother squirm.

And now you're a male
witch at War College.

That must be exciting.
Yeah, you could just say witch.

- Oh, I didn't mean to...
- Hey. Kidding.

Is she always this serious?

Yeah.

Sekhmet! C.O. on deck!

I just wanted to
wish you all well

on your first day of War College

and impress upon
you the importance

of the journey that you're on.

It's not just about
the Spree anymore.

We are now, all of us,

facing the return of
an enemy that I thought

was gone from this
world forever.

An enemy that wants nothing less

than the eradication
of our kind.

I want the thought
of that enemy,

the Camarilla,

to be in your mind always

as you continue your training,

driving you to excel,

and develop the skills that
we will need to destroy them.

I also want to
encourage you to embrace

the foundational principles

of War College.

To know...

You must be constantly
seeking the truth,

no matter where it leads you.

To dare

to be utterly fearless.

Not just in facing the enemy,

but also what lies inside you.

To will

to effect change in
the world around you

with total control and
conscious intention.

And to keep silent.

You spoke the
words in your oath:

All Secrets Keep.

It is this veil of
silence that allows us

to do what needs to be done
to keep this Nation safe.

These are the pillars on which
your curriculum is built,

and the precepts by
which I live my own life.

Take them to heart,

and they will serve you well.

And with that,

I'll leave you to
get on with your day.

If you're gonna
bring intrigue to class,

you're gonna have to make
sure there's enough to share.

I think this is the part
where we keep silent.

Carefully now.

It looks like the Mycelium.

It doesn't just look like it.

This is part of our Mycelium.

Somehow, she colonized a body

that was half way around
the world at the time.

How is that possible?

Through Raelle.

That must have been
her voice it was using.

Raelle is the only person
who has touched the Mycelium

and walked away
more-or-less unscathed.

They're still connected somehow.

I'm pleased that you have
turned out to pay your respects.

But we must also
raise our voices

and let the powers that be
know that we demand justice.

We demand that the monsters

responsible for this

be held accountable!

For too many years,

the Spree have
been waging a war.

The victims of this
war are not witches

but decent
God-fearing Americans.

Let's not let their
sacrifice be in vain.

Thank you.

Justine.

I was wondering
if I'd see you here.

Hi.

Yeah, no, I wanted to
come and pay my respects.

Shane is very inspiring.

- He's good, right?
- He certainly is.

I lost both
my parents in this attack,

and, uh...

I think about them all the time.

And there's this

hollow ache inside me
where they used to be.

It's okay.

I know it's hard to
hear these stories.

I think about all
of the ups and downs of life

that I'll never get to share
with them and for what?

All because they were
in the wrong place at...

Yeah.

I think about them, but...

But I also think about
that person, that witch,

Does she ever feel remorse?

Does it keep her up at night,
thinking about what she did?

Is there anything
human left in her?

What the hell are you doing?

I can ask you the same thing.

Revisiting some of
your old haunts?

Feeling nostalgic?

You've been following me.

That fetch... that was you.

Why haven't you arrested me?

'Cause that's not
what this is about.

Mm. This is part of
your quest to save me.

To capitalize on the remorse

that you think you felt
when you linked with me.

I'm sorry to disappoint,

but you were wrong.

You mean the remorse that's
been written all over your face

from the moment
you walked in here?

Look, you're right.

That's how it started.

But I've been watching
you for weeks.

It's got me curious.

You're trying to
infiltrate this movement.

Figure out who's behind it.

It's more complicated than that.

You think it's the Camarilla?

The... enemy has returned.

Has re-changed his focus.

Some of us have.

Why reveal yourself now?

I saw an opportunity
and I took it.

Look, I want in on
what you're doing.

That's bullshit.

What's really going on here?

There are things that
I've seen lately.

Things about the Army,
and Alder in particular,

that just... don't sit right.

Including the decision
to just throw you away.

It just has me wondering if there
might not be a different way.

Justine.

There you are. We thought
maybe you had left.

Bonnie and Shane, this is, um...

Hi. I'm Amelia.

Your speech was so moving.

- So sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.

It's hard being here.

So, uh, you two know each other?

Yeah.
Um, we've seen each other at rallies the past few weeks.

Yeah.

Feels like we're
kindred spirits.

I'm so sorry, this is
all a bit overwhelming.

Does anyone else need a drink?

Definitely.

Yeah.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just... my dad.

I get it. With me, it's my mom.

We can't get through a call
without it ending up in tears.

Tal, you're late for class.

Don't worry.

It'll get better.

Sorry I'm late, cadets.

My name is Channing Grafton,

and I will be your
instructor for Mothertongue.

I've asked Adil, our
guest from the Tarim,

to sit in since, unlike
most American witches,

he grew up speaking
Mothertongue from birth.

How many of you are wondering

why you need to
study this at all?

Isn't it just for The
Hague, at this point?

Or High Atlantics?

No offense.

I lost you at the end.

Will...

You... Will you stand...?

He's challenging you to a duel.

There's no
comparable term for it

in English but,
uh, right of proxy

is the closest.

It's a tradition that's, uh,

fallen out of favor
in the recent times.

So, besides being the root
of all known languages,

which I personally
think is pretty cool,

uh, there's certain work
that can only be done

using Mothertongue.

And, uh, ask yourself this:

How is it that Adil is able
to speak perfect English,

a language he's never studied?

I see I finally
have your attention.

So...

Let us begin.

Excuse me, General.

May I have a moment?

Craven. What can I do for you?

I've been thinking a lot
about Penelope Silver.

What about her?

I'd like your
permission to tutor her.

To get her up to speed
and ready to start Basic.

Your empathy, as
ever, shines through.

You have my blessing,

- Thank you.
- General?

The Hague delegation has arrived

and are waiting for
you in your office.

Carry on, Cadet.

Hello, General Alder.

Khalida.

What are you doing here?

Discussing where Adil
and I might settle.

Let us begin.

In the interest of finding a
permanent home for the Tarim,

Khalida will be touring some
of the other Council nations.

General Alder,

I am forever grateful to you,

but you know my feelings
about us remaining here.

If this is what you want,

I'll arrange for
a security detail.

That won't be necessary.

General Sharma has
offered her protection.

Khalida,

I wish you would reconsider.

Talk to your brother.

He was there, in the Tarim.

He saw what the
Camarilla is capable of.

There have been
reports of skirmishes

with the Camarilla from
several Council nations.

And more outbreaks of that
strange disease they created.

We've been calling
it the Witch Plague.

Apparently it does
not harm civilians.

No. It's clear that the
Camarilla have engineered it

as a weapon of witch genocide.

The Camarilla have found a
way to replicate our work,

using technology powered by

the stolen vocal
cords of witches.

It's an abomination!

Sarah,

how can they have risen
again without any of us knowing?

I don't know.

But what is important now
is that we come together

to stamp them out,

and remove the
stain of their blood

from this Earth forever.

I will root them out and
destroy them in my country.

Can I count on you to
do the same in yours?

Should I be offended
that your mind

is clearly on something else?

I'm sorry.

Khalida wants me to come
with her on her world tour.

Are you going to go with her?

I don't know.

I hear you had
lunch with Gregorio.

Can I ask you something?

What is a Cavalier?

It sounds... intimate.

Frequently, it is.

But not with me and Gregorio.

We just never clicked that way.

I'm glad you're making
friends, though.

Maybe that'll give you
another reason to stay.

The work you used,
with the bottle.

What was that?

Something of my own.

It's definitely not Canon.

Maybe it could be?

I don't think The
Hague would approve.

But you saved our skins,

and for that I am grateful.

I'm happy to serve you, General.

I've been watching you.

What you can do is
rare, but it's too wild.

You need to put that power
in the service of your will.

Maybe you could
help me with that?

Yes.

I think I could do that.

Better?

Better.

I am Major Magda Verger,

and this is your introduction
to Off-Canon work.

This sort of work
is forbidden to you,

but our enemies won't
hesitate to use it.

And neither will I.

Let me be clear:

You will not be learning
how to use Off-Canon work.

This is about learning
to recognize it,

and to resist it.

Ma'am, is there any way we
could turn that radiator down?

What radiator?

There are sounds all
around us, at all times.

Above and below the
range of our hearing.

And all sorts of nastiness

can be layered
into those sounds.

They can make you see,
and do, terrible things.

You must learn to recognize
these sounds, and resist them.

Learn to identify,

and destroy their source.

Ma'am, has the Army ever used
this sort of work in combat?

No.

This is the domain
of our enemies.

The Spree, in particular.

What is this?

How the hell did we get here?

It's an exercise.

What, so we need
to find a way out?

No, I don't think so.

How many clocks
does one room need?

What is going on?

We need to find the
source of the working.

Found it!

That's not it.

No!

Stop!

Why aren't you doing anything?

I am.

This way.

You guys... you
guys are killing me.

I'm so glad we did this.

Me, too!

It's been
great to meet you both.

You know, the movement...
The movement has been

a bit of a boy's club.

You know what I mean?

You've never complained before.

Oh, I'm... I'm not complaining.

I just think... It's so nice
having some ladies around.

Speaking of the ladies,
that's where I'm headed.

Excuse me.

- Well, here's to new friends.
- Oh!

And to ridding the
world of monsters.

I can definitely drink to that.

Hm.

- Guys...
- Oh!

I'm gonna get us some more beer.

Be right back.

This has gone way too far.

Either you leave now, or I will.

I don't think that's a good
idea. You said it yourself.

There's a lot at stake here.

That does not mean I want
to work with the Army.

And I don't want to
work with the Spree,

but...

You sure you want
to pull the plug just...

when it's getting interesting?

It's in here somewhere.

I hate these things.

Screw this place.

Can this be over now?

Behind you!

Very good, Craven.

No one has ever
beaten The Dollhouse

on their first try before.

I could see it.

I could see... sound.

Really? Interesting.

Good job.

It was the gas in here, but, uh,

what was the
source in the first room?

Th-there was no first room.

We were here the whole time.

Well done.

Wait.

Where's Abigail and Raelle?

Hello?

- Hello?!
- Hello?!

Hello?!

- Hello?!
- Rae?

- Abigail?
- Rae?

You touched her.

And now you have to pay.

Izadora, please no!

Izadora, please! Please no!

No!

Abigail!

You have no idea
what you've done.

The years of research
you've ruined!

Years of my life that you stole!

Abigail! No!

You are an abomination,
and you will die!

It's conclusive.

The phenomenon comes from
Raelle, and Raelle alone.

What else?

As we suspected,
it's protective.

The fear and the danger had to
be real in order to trigger it.

Thank you for
approving the test.

It was a risk worth taking.

How did Abigail handle it?

- She took a swing at me.
- Ha!

Not surprising.

She recovered fine,

but I think she's disappointed
not to be a part of this.

Well, Bellweathers are
nothing if not ambitious.

So you'll continue
testing Raelle?

Yes, ma'am.

Good.

Be careful with her.

She just became one of
our greatest assets.

These people are all
so damn manipulative.

They couldn't care less
what happens to us.

That's part of being a soldier.

What they did to us today

has nothing to do
with being a soldier.

At this point, the only
people I trust are you two.

What does it feel
like, when it goes off?

This time it felt like me
wanting to kill Izadora.

It's not like anything
I've ever felt.

It's exciting,

but terrifying.

I felt incredibly powerful, but

also like it was
completely out of my control.

I'm sorry. I... I don't
think I can do it justice.

What happens next?

More tests, apparently.

Just what I was hoping to avoid.

You okay?

Yeah, I, uh...

I'm just really tired.

I'm gonna go back to the room.

So it was catch and release?

I'm sorry.

I... I should have
been more careful.

What about her working
alone? Do you believe it?

I don't know.

It's always very
personal with Anacostia,

Maybe.

Stay the course. But
be careful, she's Army.

You can never really trust them.

Khalida,

uh, have you seen your brother?

It's my brother that
I want to talk about.

Sure.

I'm going to my room if
you want to talk there.

This will only take a moment.

I've agreed to
let Adil stay here

while I search for a
home for our people.

Oh, good.

I think he really likes it here.

I'm grateful to you, Abigail,

and I don't want
you to get hurt.

But you have to understand

that this is not a
permanent situation.

In the end,

my brother will always
choose his people,

just as you will
always choose yours.

Okay, to truly
understand the Army,

and our place in the world,

you have to know our history.

And knowing is one of the
four principles, right?

Oh, we are going to have you
ready for Basic in no time.

So where do we start?

At the very beginning.
With Sarah Alder herself.

Is she really three
hundred years old?

Oh, she is. More than, in fact.

My dad says that's why
he doesn't trust her.

He thinks that someone
who lives that long

couldn't really care
about regular people.

Sorry.

It's okay.

A lot of people feel
that way about her.

I didn't always
trust her myself.

Tally, what is it?

There's something
wrong with this photo.

What do you mean?

Some sort of
working has been used on it.

Do you... do you
see a person there?

No. There's no one there.

It's her.

She's real.

And someone's trying
to hide her existence.