Raven lowered the binoculars, pointing to a certain place on the ridge. Clarke stepped up, taking them from her to get a closer look. She could see the tower on top of the mountain, the one that was jamming their signals.
Clarke lowered her arms, shaking her head, "It'll be dark soon, we'll never spot the traps. We should set up camp here." Raven nodded in agreement. "Leave at first light."
Abby looked around, "we're missing three." She turned to Clarke, "Where the hell are they?"
"Bellamy!! Natalia!!" A guard shouted, walking in the direction of where they had come from, "Octavia!!"
"Clarke," Abby gritted her teeth, "We are in enemy territory and their lives are my responsibility. Not to mention that's your sister out there."
The blonde looked her mother in the eye, "They went to find a way in."
"A way in?" Abby repeated, "That's not what this mission is about."
"it is for them." Clarke snapped back, "Nat won't rest until we find them. Especially Soren and Irina." Abby turned to one of the guards behind her, "Find them. Bring them back."
He nodded, "Yes ma'am." Turning he shouted, "You two with me! Let's go!" Finn picked up his gun, "I'm going with them."
"Finn, wait." Clarke stopped him.
"We need you here." Raven blocked his way. "Why?" He asked, "So you can keep an eye on me?" Clarke stayed silent, looking down at the rifle in his hands. He scoffed, "You'd have to be able to look at me to do that." Clarke averted her eyes, proving him right.
"Finn," Raven stepped up. "What do you think I'm gonna do?!" He snapped, pushing the girl back. "Finn!" Clarke tried to reason with him only for him to shake his head and walk off, throwing his gun on the ground. "I'm going to find your goddamn sister!"
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"According to Clarke, before the bombs, there were buildings everywhere here," Bellamy spoke, gesturing to the trees around them. "I'm guessing some of them had access to the bunker."
Nat nodded, "So we're looking for random ruins in a tree-infested forest," The redhead let out a deep breath, "Great."
Bellamy looked around, "Anything that's man-made."
"hey, Blake!" Scott, one of the guards shouted from behind them, making the three turn around with a groan. "Let's go, right now!"
"In case you've forgotten." Bellamy turned as did Octavia and Nat. "We're not under your command."
"Don't make us do this the hard way." Scott shook his head. Bellamy could feel Nat start to pull out her weapon, covering his hand with hers he slid her dagger back in her holster, squeezing her palm twice in a silent no. "Come on, scott. Fourty-seven of our friends are prisoners in this mountain."
"Fourty-nine." Nat spoke, reminding them of Soren and Irina.
"That's why were out here." Scott countered. "Wrong." Bellamy deadpanned, You're out here to find the other Ark stations.
Octavia looked to the ground, backing up and bumping into Nat. "O, what are you.." She noticed the same thing Octavia did. Hundreds of bugs were running the opposite way. "Bell.." Nat spoke up catching his attention.
He finally looked down, seeing the insects crawling running up the hill in a scramble. The guard shook his head, "What are they doing?"
"Running." Bellamy answered, pulling Natalia closer to him.
The redhead looked out to the forest, seeing the yellow mist headed their way. "Acid fog!" She shouted, throwing her bag on the ground. "We need cover!" Bellamy yelled, "Now!"
"Deploy your tents! Let's go!" Scott ordered the other guards, throwing his weapon on the ground to hurry up. Octavia looked down, nudging her besfriend. "What?" Nat breathed out, concerned as the fog rushed closer.
"in here." Octavia pulled Nat, showing her where the bugs were disappearing to.
"Bell!!" Nat shouted, "In here!" The two started to pull on the door, being ushered away by Bellamy as he tried. "Maybe it's the ruins." Octavia said, attempting to pull the door with her brother. "Come on, pull!" Bellamy ordered, gripping the handle as hard as he could.
"Hurry up!!" Nat shouted, feeling the heaviness in the air start to fill her lungs. Finally the door creaked open, Octavia ducking inside first as Bellamy pulled Nat to follow his sister.
"Hurry quick!!" Bell shouted, making the guards move faster. "Get inside!!" The older one made it through the doorway as scott poked his head out, "Brixton! Fall in, now!!"
But before he could make it, the fog surrounded him, leaving him almost invisible through the thick cloud. Scott tried to run out until Bellamy pulled him back, "It's too late!!" Scott started to scream from the pain as Bellamy shut the old rusted door, leaving them in complete darkness.
Bellamy pulled his pack off his shoulder, fishing through it blindly until he found a flashlight. Turning it on, bright red hair immediately caught his vision, seeing Nat stand in front of him as she squinted her eyes. "Bell, too bright."
"Right, sorry." He pointed it toward the ground, starting to walk further into the building. He reached out his hand, grasping Natalia's arm and pulling her to stand beside him. "Stay close." She nodded, gulping from his touch on her skin. She missed the warmth already.
Cockroaches skittered across the ground, Nat's face squish up in disgust. "Man, I hate that sound." Scott chimed in, walking around an old automobile.
Nat ignored the banging sound from the wind, looking into one of the cars. "Bell, look."
"Hmm?" He squinted, leaning over to see the small stuffed animal sitting in the backseat of the vehicle. "It's a bear."
Nat rolled her eyes, "It looks like the one you told me Tavia carried around with her when she was little. The one with black ears and a silver nose." Bellamy peered down at the woman, wondering after how much she had been through, she still had such a pure voice. "I didn't think you would remember that."
She shrugged, "It was a cute story."
Suddenly a sound rung through the metal tomb, echoing against the walls. "Scott?" Bellamy questioned, spinning around and aiming his gun in the direction of the music. "Are you there?" Octavia looked over to her bestfriend, shaking her head slightly. "This is too fucking creepy."
Nat nodded, "That's an understatement." The three shuffled over, walking as if they were ready for an attack any moment. Bellamy moved his light around in fast motions, making sure nothing could sneak up on them. "Look," Nat whispered, pointing to where the guards rifle laid.
A rustling sound caught their attention. "Bell, what was that?" Octavia questioned, attempting to look under the cars yet seeing nothing. Bellamy turning his flashlight, suddenly catching two figures leaning over scott's body.
"Reapers!" Octavia shouted, pulling her best friend up as the monsters started to charge at them. Bellamy pulled the trigger, shooting both in the neck; dead.
"No.." Bellamy breathed out, making Nat look up at him in question. "What?"
"Take this." He tried to hand Octavia his gun yet she shook her head, "I don't want it."
"I got it." Natalia tugged the weapon out of his hands, her shaking ones barely able to hold onto it. Nat tucked Octaiva behind her, the younger girl holding her sword high and ready to attack. Suddenly squelching sounds caught their attention, Bellamy holding the flashlight in the reapers face.
Bellamy cocked his gun until Octavia held her hand up, "Don't!"
"O, why?!" Nat whispered in a shouting tone. The two looked back, both of their hearts sinking as they saw who it was. The reaper was Lincoln.
"Oh my god." Nat breathed out, her hold on her friend dropping slightly at the sight. Lincoln started to stand, blood dripping from his mouth. Octavia walked forward, "Lincoln." Nat shook her head, holding onto her best friends wrist, "O, stop."
Bellamy looked down at Nat, seeing the unshed tears in her eyes as she watched the one kind and peaceful man growl at them savagely. "Lincoln, it's me." Octavia tried again, yet earned nothing but another growl. "It's Octavia." She smiled but he only got closer an closer, not a thought behind his eyes.
The three drew back as Lincoln started to sprint their way. "Don't kill him!" Octavia shouted only for Lincoln to push Nat down and throw the brunette onto the hood of a car. Lincoln charged at Bellamy until a gunshot rang through. Bellamy looked down, knowing he hadn't pulled the trigger. Octavia held her gun up, having shot the grounder in the shoulder.
Bellamy shouted, shoving the butt of his gun into Lincoln's head as he passed out. Octavia let out a breath, dropping the gun to her feet and running to Lincoln. "No," Bellamy pulled her back, suddenly hearing the groaning sound of Nat. Shining the light on her he saw the blood dripping on the ground. "Nat?!"
Letting go of his grip on his sister, he shuffled down beside the redhead, "Where does it hurt?!" She pulled up her shirt, feeling the pain erupt with the slightest touch.
Bellamy gulped at the sight of her stitches half ripped out. "You never told me you were still hurt!!" He grasped her arm, pulling it around his shoulder as he lifted the girl. She groaned, "You never asked."
Shaking his head, he gestured for Octavia to help. "We need to get somewhere safe." The three ran through the garage, finding an open car door and shuffling inside. Bellamy closed the door softly, sitting on one side as Octavia sat on the other. Nat groaned, holding her stomach as blood started to soak her clothes.
"O, hold this." Bellamy handed her the flashlight which she shined down on Natalia. He pulled up her now crimson shirt, seeing the amount of blood still coming through. "That bad huh?" Nat questioned attempting to look down until the older boy stopped her. He looked up to his sister, "You have anything in your bag that could help?"
Octavia gulped, handing the flashlight back to Bellamy as she unzipped her pack. Shuffling through it, Bellamy could see Natalia's face paling, he knew what she was thinking.
"You're not dying." He gripped her hand in his tightly, feeling her pulse in his fingers. "You are not dying here." Nat tried to shake her head only for Bellamy to dip his down, capturing her lips in a heated embrace. She squeezed his hand tighter, moving her lips in sync with his.
Bellamy pulled back, both of their heavy breaths mixing together. He placed a soft kiss to the crown of her head, then rested his forehead on hers. "I won't let you die, I promise."