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"Her." The words hung in the air, Harper's hands ripping forwards against her restraints. She screamed out, watching as the Mount Weather guards walked towards you with careless minds.
"Leave her alone! Take me-"
"No, no. You're much too weak." The woman shook her head. Thrashing around, screaming out in frustrated effort, you knew where your fate was sealed. Tied up Skaikru turned their heads, not wanting to see the painful process of the extraction.
But the screams, oh the screams.
"Stop this! Please stop!" Harper closed her eyes, wishing she could block everything from her mind. She knew the pain. She knew the screams weren't telling the full tale.
But they suddenly stopped. Eyes snapping open, her jaw dropped to see Octavia enter the room; Clarke, Bellamy and Monty following closely behind. She was quickly cut loose, the girl running to your side with tear filled eyes. Shaking arms wrapped around her neck, the girl pulling you into her, placing a gentle kiss on your head.
