SAVIOUR, BELLAMY BLAKE ( 1 )

TEN

Tsing walks forwardly swiftly and confidently. "No, not her. She needs more time to recover.

Harper falls back and into her redheaded friends arms, Grace immediately tightening her hold on the girl. Grace shoves Monty behind her as she places a fierce glare on the doctor in front of her. If she even tried to touch her friends, Grace wouldn't think twice about killing her.

Tsing steps to the side, allowing herself a look at the whole group. She pauses for a couple of seconds as she searches for a healthier face. Her dark eyes lock on Max's and she raises her hand to point a thin finger at him. "This one."

The two guards who had previously been trying to take Harper grab onto Max and pull him forward. Max turns his head around to send the girl a panicked look. She freezes, about to start forward and try and help him when Miller's hand curls tightly around her wrist. She turns to him, catching the way he shook his head slowly. He knows there is no way Grace will be able to get Max back without getting herself hurt or killed in the process.

"Stop!" Jasper hasn't seemed to come to the same conclusion Miller and Grace had. "You can't keep doing this to us." Tsing sends him a curious look as she beings stalking towards him and the others. Grace squints at the woman, tensing at the movement. Tsing seems to smile at her in amusement for a second, but it's gone a second later and Grace isn't even sure if it had been there at all. "President Wallace said we could go."

Tsing smirks. "That President Wallace is no longer in command. He had to step down for health reasons. I'm sorry it has to be like this," her eyes rake over the crowd. "I hope you know you're all incredibly special to us."

Grace clenches her fists tightly at her side. She tries her hardest not to sucker punch the bitch in the face, only fully stopping when Miller tightened his hold on her wrist.

"Clear out. Go."

Tsing walks out with the guards following quickly after her. They all hold their guns in everyones direction, a scare tactic Grace assumed. If they really needed their bone marrow then they wouldn't be able to kill them. They needed them alive.  

Grace briefly searches the sea of barely visible faces of the guard and is relieved when she doesn't find Isaac or Bellamy among them. It means that they were both safe, Isaac probably in the mess hall or somewhere safe now that something was going down, and they were both alive.

She only hoped they'd get here before someone else was taken.

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"Grace," Miller's voice comes from beside her now. It's been almost an hour since Tsing had taken Max. Everyone had a feeling that the guards would be returning soon to take another one of their friends to their death. Grace turns around to send him a curious look. What was happening now? "How are you doing with the whole Bellamy being alive thing? Oh, and the fact that we're all being taken out and to a slow and painful death every couple of hours. That too."

Grace would've laughed at the blunt question if it had been any other situation. "Well, I'm still ninety percent sure that whoever Jasper saw was just a convenient look-alike to Bellamy sent from Satan himself to fuck up my emotions even more than they already are, and Max and whoever else is going to be taken out of here soon are probably going to die and the only thing I can do is link arms and hope for the best, so I think I'm doing pretty well."

Miller shook his head as he let out a quick sigh. "This is bullshit. Linking arms up like we're marching with those stupid flags on Unity Day isn't going to do shit and one of us is still going to go out there and fucking die so that these people can live."

Grace nods her head. "I agree with you. We need to fight back, hit them harder than this. Show them that we're not going down without a fight."

"With what weapons?"