ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ 𝐹𝒶𝓁𝓁 ↠ ᴏʀʙɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ [1]

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Four - Friends

The main objective of every mission is always: Don't get caught. Boy did I fail that this time. 

"Put her on the highest level of the drop ship" I hear Bellamy's commanding voice while I try to open my eyes.  "Got it, boss" Murphy's annoying voice replies. I fight to open my eyes, to do anything, but my eye stay shut. That is until I am thrown onto the hard, cold floor, of the vessel that they call a drop ship. 

Opening my eyes, I see that now I am in a metal room, nothing for me to grab to use as a weapon. My pack is gone, my blade is gone, my bow is gone, and. Tris. Where the hell is she? I get to my feet quickly, but I am suddenly aware of how weak I am. Blood is still seeping from my right side and left leg. I go to take a step, but fall instantly. At my attempt I hear Murphy's chilling voice, "Ha! Stupid grounder!" and then he gets closer to me, within an arms reach, smirking, "What are you going to do, grounder?" Since the Sky People seemed to not realize that they didn't bind my hands, I reach out, grabbing Murphy on either side of his face, headbutting him. 

He staggers back before attempting to come at me again. But Bellamy's voice stops him, "Who's hungry?!" Murphy stops and rubs his forehead, and before leaving, gets a hold of some rope, binding my arms and legs, leaving me immobile. No matter how hard I kick and scratch, my body is in no shape to be able to take down a man of Murphy's size and strength. 

Murphy opens a hatch, crawling down a ladder and leaves me alone. The second he is gone, I get to work. I reach into my hair to find a hair clip that doubles as a blade. Birthday present when I turned eleven. But the hair clip does nothing for the ropes, too thick. Looking around the room, I see nothing else of use. What would Heda do? What would Heda do? And then I see it. A box of clothing on a shelf. I crawl over to the shelf, lining the ropes on my wrists up with the sharp edge of the shelf. 

Listening to outside for a second, I hear chanting and more clanking. They are probably taking off more bracelets. But I also hear moans of pain. Jasper. I slide my hands downwards, cutting them in half. Then I get to work on the ropes on my ankles, unwrapping them. In the box, I find a sweater, some sort of pants, and a pair of black boots. I won't be comfortable in any of these. So I decide to scrap that plan. I don't hide. I face my enemy head on. 

I make my way over to the hatch that Murphy left in, raising it upward, sliding down the ladder. Once I do, the moans suddenly get louder and I look to my right to see Jasper lying on a cot. Sitting next to him, I see Octavia, which causes me to duck, hiding from her view. But on the other side of Jasper is a tray with a small knife. I roll quickly to the tray, grabbing the knife before standing to see a very shocked Octavia. 

"What? How did you? Who are you?" She asks, stepping backwards from Jasper with her arms raised. I pull my pointer finger to my lips, telling her to be quiet. She nods and I am surprised. I glance at her once more asking her something without saying any English. I point to the knife in my hand, then make a fire symbol with my hand, asking her to heat this knife up in a fire.