๐—ง๐—˜๐— ๐—ฃ๐—ง๐—”๐—ง๐—œ๐—ข๐—ก โžผ ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—น...

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๐˜๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป (๐—ป.) ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๏ฟฝ... More

โžผ ๐—– ๐—” ๐—ฆ ๐—ง โžผ
โžผ ๐—ฃ ๐—Ÿ ๐—” ๐—ฌ ๐—Ÿ ๐—œ ๐—ฆ ๐—ง โžผ
โ†ณ ๐—ฃ ๐—” ๐—ฅ ๐—ง . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜ ๐—ง ๐—˜ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—ง ๐—› ๐—œ ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
โ†ณ ๐—ฃ ๐—” ๐—ฅ ๐—ง . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—ฅ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—™ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ข ๐—ก ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—ช ๐—ข
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ง ๐—› ๐—ฅ ๐—˜ ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—ข ๐—จ ๐—ฅ
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—™ ๐—œ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—œ ๐—ซ
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก
๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง
๐—˜ ๐—œ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—ง ๐—ฌ

๐—ฆ ๐—˜ ๐—ฉ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—ง ๐—ฌ . ๐—ก ๐—œ ๐—ก ๐—˜

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By -regblackslvt

𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸
𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝘀𝗸
- 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘂𝘀

𝗔𝘃𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"It can't be over" Clarke whispers to herself.

I jump to my feet and storm over to the door. Using every bit of power I have left in me, I heave and pull at the door, desperately hoping it will magically open.

After a minute or so of failing miserably, I scream angrily and throw my fist at it. I hear a small crack but I don't feel anything due to the adrenaline running through my body.

I look down at my now bloody fist and I can't stop the sob that racks my body. A strangled cry leaves my lips and I start pounding on the door in rage.

"Ava! Ava, stop!" Clarke shouts.

I'm grabbed from behind and I lash out, grabbing my knife and spinning around to hold it at Clarke's throat.

"Don't do anything stupid" She warns me and I let out an emotionless laugh.

I take a step back in defeat and pocket my knife.

"You're all I have left" I state and she shakes her head.

"In what fucked up world are we the only ones left?" I chuckle, sobering up.

"They're not dead yet, Ava" Clarke sighs and it makes something in my head click.

I start running and Clarke chases after me in confusion.

"Where are you going?!" She shrieks.

"The tunnels! I'm not going down without a fight!" I retort, racing towards the tunnels.

With the help of Clarke, I make my way through the tunnels to where we escaped from. A figure jumps out from the dark wielding a sword and I let out a sigh of relief when I see it's Octavia.

"Octavia!" I gasp.

"Ava!" She replies, pulling me into a hug.

"You stayed" Clarke comments as we pull away.

"Screw you. Of course I stayed. I know where my loyalties lie" Octavia snaps angrily.

"We have to get in there" Clarke says, trying to run to the door but Octavia grabs her arm.

"If that was possible, do you think I'd still be out here?" Octavia retorts and turns the older blonde to look into the bin.

I look into the bin and my heart cracks when I see Fox laying limp inside it, covered in her own blood.

"May we meet again" I whisper softly.

"Why did Lexa sound the retreat?" Octavia asks.

"She made a deal with Mount Weather, freed the grounders, and now we're on our own" Clarke explains as she storms towards the door.

Clarke pounds on the door and I rip my eyes away from Fox to see Octavia push Clarke away from the door.

"Stop! They'll know we're here!" She screams angrily.

Clarke takes a couple steps back and I let out a sigh.

"What about Lincoln? There's no way he would have gone along with a plan like this" Octavia says.

"He didn't they took him" Clarke states, aiming her gun at the control panel.

"What's wrong with you?!" Octavia snaps, lowering the gun in disbelief.

"I am getting through that door!" Clarke shouts.

"And that's your plan? Bellamy's counting on you. Everyone's always counting on you!" Octavia spits in anger.

"Well, what do you want from me?!" Clarke argues.

"You trusted Lexa. You let a bomb drop on Tondc. You let all those people-" Octavia is cut off by Clarke.

"I am doing the best I can!" The blonde shrieks.

"Yeah? Well, it's not good enough" Octavia sneers.

"Shut up! Both of you, shut up!" I scream, my head pounding.

They both look at me in worry but their attention is quickly diverted when the door is opened. I lift my hand above my shoulder, ready to pull an arrow as Clarke aims her gun at the door and Octavia grabs her sword.

The first thing I see is a curly brown head of hair and then the freckles that I love so much.

"Oh, Bellamy" Octavia sighs, throwing her arms around her brother.

His eyes find mine and my eyes water as I breathe out in relief. Octavia turns to greet the others but before I could see who it is, Bellamy rushes at me and sweeps me off my feet. A light laugh escapes my lips and I wrap my arms around him tightly.

"Thank God, you're okay" He mumbles, kissing me softly as my feet touch the ground again "I was so worried about you"

"Me? I was worried about you" I counter and he chuckles, pecking my lips once more.

I hear someone clear their throat and I turn to see Jasper and Monty.

"Monty! Jasper!" I screech, running towards them and throwing myself at them.

They hug me tightly and I return the favour. I pull away from the boys to see Maya in a hazmat suit.

"It's all right. She's with us" Jasper tells Octavia who looks at Maya hesitantly.

"Hey, Maya" I smile at her sweetly and she waves at me, smiling softly.

"Where's your army?" I hear Bellamy ask Clarke.

"Gone, just like yours" Clarke states "Say you have a plan"

"Not really" Bellamy replies.

"I have a plan" I speak up and they all turn to me, waiting for me to elaborate.

"First we have to talk to Dante" I state.

"Maya says he's in quarantine" Bellamy tells me and I nod.

"Clarke!" Jasper grins as both he and Monty throw their arms around the older blonde.

I hear beeping and Jasper runs to Maya, checking the oxygen tank on her suit.

"30 minutes, and we just changed it. That can't be right. Uh, shh..um...it's her last tank" Jasper panics.

"Hey. Uh, we'll find you another one" Clarke says.

"All the supplemental oxygen is on level five" Maya shakes her head.

"Then we have to get you to level five" Jasper states.

"Five isn't safe for any of us" Maya protests.

"We'll take the trash chute again, it will work" Jasper assures her.

"To get in, maybe. Maya's right. Every soldier in this mountain is there. We'll never make it out" Bellamy argues.

"We can do this. We'll split up" Jasper says hopefully.

"Okay. You guys go for Dante. We'll help Maya" Octavia states and we all nod.

We all head inside and I grab Octavia's arm before she heads off in the other direction.

"Be careful, O" I smile.

"You too, A" She grins before running off.

"Ava, lets go!" Monty yells and I rush to catch up with them.

We quickly reach quarantine and I storm into Dante's room first.

"Good to see you again, Ava" He greets me, taking in my grounder-like appearance "Wonderful costume"

"Shut up" I spit.

"Hello, Clarke" He then says and Clarke appears to my right as Bellamy appears on my other side.

"Sir, we need your help again" Bellamy tells the man.

"It's okay. I took out the camera from the junction box in the hall. We can talk freely" Monty explains, standing on the other side of Clarke.

"No one's watching anyway. Thanks to you, they're all on level five" Dante states in distaste.

"You're not" Clarke observes.

"No. I'm not" Dante replies.

"Please. We don't have much time. We need a way to get our people out of this mountain without killing everyone" Bellamy pleads.

"He's not gonna help us" Clarke states.

"You cut the power, risking the lives of everyone in this mountain- my people, even the ones who helped you" Dante argues.

"Oh, suck it up, Grandpa" I scoff.

"We knew they'd be safe on level five. We made sure not to destroy the turbines so you could repair them. We're the good guys here, not you!" Clarke raises her voice at the old man.

"Tell me, if we released your people and theirs, what would've happened to mine?" Dante asks.

"Can you get us into the command centre? We need to see what's happening on level five" Clarke asks Monty.

"No problem" Monty nods.

"Let's go" Bellamy says, grabbing Dante by the arm "You're gonna help us whether you like it or not"

I pull out an arrow and knock it into my bow, aiming it ahead in case of an ambush. Bellamy takes his gun out, doing the same thing and Monty leads us to the command centre.

"I told you, there's no one here" Dante says as we walk through the empty halls.

"Sorry if we don't take your word for it" Bellamy retorts sarcastically.

"Why aren't you with your people on level five?" Clarke asks the man as we stop at the door for Monty to hack the control panel and open it.

"After what i've done, they can be free. I can't. Deliverance comes at a cost. I bear it so they don't have to" Dante explains and the familiar sentence replays in my head, reminding me of the day I killed Atom. 

I'll bear it so he doesn't have to

"It wasn't Cage" Bellamy speaks up, breaking me out my thoughts.

"It was your idea to make the deal with the grounders" He adds and Dante nods.

"We're in. Got it" Monty chirps.

Bellamy opens the door first and looks around the room.

"It's clear. He's telling the truth" Bellamy declares, dragging Dante inside.

"Let's get the monitors up" Clarke says as she closed the door behind us.

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[THE 100 / SEASONS 1 & 2] [GRACE PARKER SERIES] [BOOK ONE] [COMPLETED]