𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ➼ 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗸𝗲¹

𝗙 𝗜 𝗙 𝗧 𝗬 . 𝗢 𝗡 𝗘

I knew she was sketchy

Anya looks out with an expression that tells me she is ready to jump out and fight.

"No" I whisper and she glares, sitting back.

Clarke's eyes look down to the ground and mine follow her gaze to see the padlock laying on the ground.

oh, crap

The doctor gets closer as she walks down the aisle and my heart races, beating loudly in my chest. She quickly jumps back as a grounder tries to grab her and I silently thank the grounder as the doctor exits in a hurry.

I hear the metal doors clang shut and I swing open the cage, pushing Clarke out. The girl falls on her ass and I shoot her a apologetic look before jumping out and pulling Anya with me.

"Ok. We've gotta go. Now" Clarke snaps, pulling herself to her feet.

Clarke and I each take one of Anya's arms around our necks and help her over to another door. The sign next to the door reads 'Danger. Protective suits required beyond this point'. Clarke and I use our free hands to pry open the door before escaping out of it.

Eventually we reach a small room with a metal floor and a vent. The doors close behind us and we all spin around in shock.

Yellow lights start flashing and an alarm goes off as Clarke tries to open the doors which are sealed shut.

"What is that?" Anya asks as Clarke takes a step back, next to us.

"I don't now" Clarke replies.

Suddenly the floor gives way and a scream escapes my lips as I'm send down a dark chute. I land on top of Clarke with a thud and she groans, pushing me off her.

"Sorry" I mumble.

I look around the bin we've landed in and see that it's full of almost dead bodies.

"Oh, my God!" Clarke shrieks.

She scrambles to the edge and I throw myself over, landing in the dirt.

"Anya! Take my hand!" I hear Clarke shout and then they both hop out next to me.

I drag myself to my feet and dust off the horrible yellow hospital dress I'm wearing.

"We're out" Clarke states and I look around the cave to see she's right.

"Hey" She says, slapping my arm and I see she's looking at a pile of clothes.

"Come on. Get dressed. We can't cover any ground like this" She says running towards them.

"Anya, come on" I repeat before crouching down to the pile of clothes.

"I won't leave my people behind" Anya says sternly as I yank on a pair of black cargo pants. 

"Anya, now, listen to me. Our people are still inside that place too. But they have guards. They have weapons. Once we get out of here, we can find help, we can come back" Clarke rants in another of her motivational speeches as I slip on some black boots and a dark red top that is clearly a man's due to it's large size.

"There is no 'we'!" Anya snaps as I tuck the shirt into my pants.

"Will you two stop fighting and get dressed!" I snap.

I hear a man's voice speaking but I can't make out what he's saying and my eyes widen as I make eye contact with Clarke.

"Someone's coming" Anya breathes out.

"Not just someone. Reapers" Clarke adds.

Anya rushes over to a pile of rocks and tries to pick one up but Clarke grabs her and pulls her away.

"Hey. Anya, you can't fight. You can hardly stand" The blonde tells her.

"I got an idea" I state, grabbing Anya from Clarke's grip.

I push the girl up into a nearby cart and jump in too, turning to hold my hand out to Clarke. She runs over and grabs a pile of clothes before throwing them in with us and taking my hand to help her in.

I lay down, acting dead and she collapses next to me. I hear the reapers around the cart and I stay as still as possible, trying to quieten down my fast breathing.

Something hits me and I peak open my eye to see it's a body from the bin. More bodies land on top of us and I screw my eyes tight, biting my lip to stop my screams. I hear the squeak of the wheels and the cart starts moving.

this was not part of the plan!

I make eye contact with Clarke who looks terrified and I mirror her expression, hoping to all the gods imaginable that we can get out of this situation alive.

The cart comes to a sudden stop and the reapers heave out one of the bodies. I then hear the slicing of a knife cutting through flesh and the screams of the man.

oh, my God

Clarke pulls herself up slightly and I push the other body off me, turning to Anya.

"Okay, come on" Clarke whispers.

Clarke starts getting out the cart but Anya grabs the head of the guy I rolled off me.

"What in the world are you doing?" I hiss.

"Your fight is over" She says in Trigedasleng which I just barely understand.

thank you, Lincoln and Nova

She snaps the man's neck without hesitation and I grimace, looking away from the scene.

"Let's get out of here" I say, hauling myself over the cart's edge.

Anya starts throwing out the clothes and Clarke gathers it up before I help Anya out of the cart.