March 29th, 2150; the Second Dawn Bunker
You and Bellamy stare at your twin in shock, not understanding why she thought this was a good plan. You can sense Bellamy's rising anger, and when you realize that your twin left not only Kane but possibly Octavia on the surface, you feel a flash of anger along with him. Your boyfriend's voice steadily starts to rise as he turns on Clarke. "How could you do this? There were only 4 warriors left, and Octavia was one of them! She might have won."
Clarke comes around the desk, getting closer to you and Bellamy, trying to calm him down. "Bellamy, you're right, she had a chance. But Luna was in the final 4 as well, which means there is an even better chance of nobody getting into this bunker, of nobody surviving the end of the human race. Can you understand that?"
"Yeah, I can understand that you did what you think you had to do, like always. But you can't expect me to stay down here not knowing what happened to my sister."
Jaha looks up from the plans he's been studying, shaking his head in frustration. "We're not opening that door, son!"
You turn on Jaha, his words spiking your anger, and snap, "You know what? We must have missed the election that made you Chancellor again."
He cuts his eyes at you, but whatever flimsy remark he was preparing to send your way is cut off by your mom entering the office, looking around in confusion. "I was setting up the infirmary, and I heard people in the corridor. Is it over? Did we win?"
You turn to your mom. "We don't know. Because your golden child made a monumentally stupid decision."
Her eyes narrow, not understanding the quip, but knowing that you only use the golden child insult when you're really pissed. She seems to do a quick scan of the room again before she asks, "Where's Marcus?"
"He was in the tower. We sent some people for him, Bellamy, and Octavia." Jaha tries his best to look upset, but he doesn't play the part well. Your mom looks at you, starting to understand, before turning her glare onto Jaha. "These two were the only ones we could get in time. I'm sorry."
"Give me your radio, Marcus has his."
"The walkies are no good down here."
Clarke walks around to the desk and hits a button, revealing a secret panel that starts to lift slowly. Nestled inside are a few computer screens, displaying the outside radiation levels, and a radio. Jaha turns to her in surprise and scolds, "Clarke."
"I'm letting them say goodbye."
You and Bellamy come around the desk towards the radio, and your mom starts to follow, only to be cut off by Jaha standing in her path. "I understand your need to know, but I promise you there is nothing but more pain on the other side of that radio. The radiation levels have become critical, so people outside are already feeling the effects. Once they realize that we took this bunker, it'll be chaos, and if we open that door, we let that chaos inside."
Your mom snaps, "I understand. Now, get the hell out of my way."
She pushes her way past him and comes to stand on your other side as Bellamy fiddles with the adjustment on the hidden radio. "The walkies are set to 21.5 megahertz."
You hear static as he reaches the right level, and a second later, Octavia's voice comes through. "Can anyone hear me? Over. This is Octavia, can anyone hear me, damn it?"
Bellamy grabs the radio, a smile on his face, both of you exchanging a look, knowing what it means to hear her voice. Beside you, your mom looks equally as shocked as Bellamy answers his sister's plea. "O, it's me. You ok?"
"I'm alive, I won. Bell, what the hell did you do?"
"It wasn't me, but I'll fix it."
"Listen to me, when I won, I decided to share the bunker with everyone. A hundred from each clan. Kane is out there buying us time, helping them select their people, and Gaia somehow convinced the scouts to lock down the temple. But if anybody finds out that Skaikru stole the bunker, we're all dead."
You see fear creep up on Bellamy's face, and then determination, not willing to let anything happen to his little sister. "Copy that, we're on our way."
As the words leave his mouth, the door to the office opens, and Jaha waves a group of guards inside, Miller at the forefront. Jaha leads them towards you, pointing at Bellamy. "Turn off the radio."
You glare at him, "Didn't you hear her? We can save them!"
Bellamy lifts the radio and mutters, "O, I'm gonna need some time."
"Wait, what? Bellamy, they don't have t-"
Jaha yanks the radio from his hand, cutting her off, and you, your mom, and Bellamy all turn to look at him in shock. Bellamy snaps, "Did you hear her? The Grounders are listening to her now, but they won't be for much longer. I am opening that door."
"I'm sorry, but right now, our people are safe. We cannot risk that."
"To stop me, you're gonna have to kill me."
Jaha nods at the guards, and they start to move closer, positioned in three places in the room, ready to catch any of you if you run. You turn to Clarke, giving her an incredulous look. "Clarke. Octavia won. Do the right thing and open the doors."
She says nothing, just clenches her jaw and looks away, and you turn towards Bellamy, both of you sharing a knowing look. As if you're both hearing the same silent countdown in your heads, you turn and each take off in different directions around the desk. You hear Bellamy knock one of the guards to the ground as you slip by your mom and Clarke, only for Jaha to step into your path. He dives at you and you side step him, his arms missing you by inches. You immediately swing your elbow around and smash it into his face, satisfaction running through you when you make contact. The pain knocks him off guard for a second and you shove him hard, knocking him to the ground, before turning towards the door again.
Miller and the other guard have Bellamy held in between them, and Bellamy struggles and manages to knock the other guard away. He slips from Miller's grasp and starts to run, only for Miller to pull out his shock baton and light it up, holding it to your boyfriend's back until he gasps with pain and hits the ground. You let out a yell of rage and run straight at Miller, knocking him into the wall behind him, the shock baton falling out of his hand. He swings a punch at you as soon as he recovers, hitting you in the face, and you bring your knee up and land a hit on his stomach. He doubles over in pain and you start to swing your arm around to punch him when someone catches it from behind.
You turn and see the first guard, the one Bellamy pushed to the ground, holding your fist, and you spin out of his grip and turn to face him. He moves quickly and swings his hand towards you, palm connecting with your face in a loud slap. The force of it snaps your head to the side and makes you bite your lip, and you turn back to him in shock, spitting out the blood that gathers in your mouth. The black blood hits the ground at his feet and he looks at it in shock just as you swing a kick towards him and knock him away.
The other guard reaches you then and grabs your arm, holding you back from another attack. You start to wiggle free from his grasp when a shock baton makes contact with your side, sending electricity pulsing through your body as you gasp with pain, going slack in the guards arms. He releases you and lets you hit the ground, landing beside Bellamy, your eyes falling on his unconscious figure as you see the darkness rushing towards you, pulling you under.
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You wake up to the sound of Bellamy's frustrated yelling, echoing out in whatever space you're in.
You pull your eyes open, your vision landing on your boyfriend first, standing close to you, his hands zip tied to a chain that's bolted to the floor. With a sickening realization, you see that you're secured in the same way, cuffed to a chain, locked away in some sort of electrical room. You lift your hands, staring at the chain, and shake your head in disgust, dropping your hands again, rattling the chain in the process. Bellamy must hear the sound because he turns towards you, relief flooding his features as soon as he sees you. He runs over to you, dropping to his knees in front of you, his hands lifting to your cheeks the best they can, skimming over your already forming bruise, courtesy of Miller. "Are you okay?"
You nod your head, and his eyes check you over, confirming your words. He whispers, "Good. I have a plan. We need to get your mom down here. Someone is outside guarding us, I heard them talking a minute ago. I think if I raise enough hell and hurt myself, they'll send your mom down to fix me up."
You look at his wrists, already red and starting to get bloody, and you grimace, not wanting to watch him hurt himself. But you also know it's the best way to get her down here, because she's the only person that is likely to help the two of you and get you out of this. So you nod, lean forward and press a kiss to his lips, and whisper, "Do it for Octavia."
He stands and starts to yell again, "Get us out of here! Help me! Let us go!"
He turns and bangs on the metal pipes nearby, and then he pounds on the walls, before starting up again. "No! Let us go! Get us out!"
It takes a few minutes of him repeating this cycle of yelling, pounding, and banging before finally the door opens and someone steps inside. You're not sure who you're expecting to walk around the corner towards you, but it certainly isn't Murphy.
"Bellamy, what the hell are you doing? You're just hurting yourself!"
You stand, watching Murphy look between the two of you warily, and Bellamy starts to beg. "Murphy. Untie us, please."
"I can't do that. Look, I'm sorry about your sister, but-"
Bellamy cuts him off, "You let us go!"
"I can't, okay? We can't open that hatch, so stop doing this to yourself before I call medical and knock your ass out."
He starts to walk away and Bellamy gives you a desperate look, breaking your heart. You make a last ditch effort and call out to Murphy, "Murphy, please! I didn't let Emori die, don't let Octavia die! Let us go and we can save her!"
His face is full of regret when he turns to look back at you and Bellamy. "This is only gonna be for a few days."
Bellamy yells, "She'll be dead in a few days!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
And though he actually looks sorry, he turns and walks out of the room, leaving you and Bellamy to yell after him, both of you tugging on your restraints now. You feel the flexicuffs bite into your skin, but you don't care, your mind too focused on trying to make an escape and save Octavia, and Kane, and the rest of the human race. Because you won't allow yourself to be the monster that war created. Even if it means the end of you, you know opening the door to save the others is the right thing to do, and there's no way you're going down without a fight.
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Time passes differently when you're locked up in a bunker, reminding you of the time you spent locked up on the Ark, and of the time you spent awiting your execution in Arkadia. You and Bellamy take turns yelling and making as much noise as possible, hoping Murphy will eventually call your mother down to knock you out, giving you the opportunity to convince her to help you.
It takes a few hours, but that opportunity eventually comes, and your mother steps inside, looking between you and Bellamy in shock. His wrists are much worse than yours, red and raw, dripping blood in his wake. Yours are bruised, covered in a splatter of black blood, the color still shocking and unfamiliar to you. Your mom walks to you first but you shake your head. "Bellamy first."
She nods and kneels down between the two of you, pulling out her medkit to start on cleaning Bellamy up. He whispers, "It's about time. We didn't do this to our wrists for fun."
"You want me to help you open the door."
She doesn't say it like a question, but you answer as if she did. "Yes. Mom, I saw your face when Octavia answered on the radio, and I know how you feel about Kane. He's still out there, trying to keep the peace. If the Grounders find out what Jaha and Clarke did, Kane will pay the price, and it won't be merciful."
"You don't think I know that?"
Bellamy whispers, "Do better today than we did yesterday. That's what he told me. That's how we deserve to survive."
She looks between the two of you, considering your words, trying to decide what she wants to do. You can tell the second she makes the decision, because she relaxes a little, resigned to whatever happens now. "How do we do it?"
You look around the room, calculating everything, before you decide, "Let Bellamy go first, and he can hide. You call for help, Murphy comes inside, we knock him out. Then you lead us out of here, since we don't know the way, and we get the door open. Sound like a plan?"
Bellamy agrees instantly, "Yes."
Your mom considers again, before she nods. "But I want to clean both of you up first."
"Fine."
She bandages both of you as quickly as possible, before she uses the scissors in her medical kit to cut off Bellamy's cuffs and free him. Then she drops them onto the flimsy mattress they set up for you and Bellamy to sleep on, along with the discarded bloody rags, and she motions for Bellamy to hide. You scramble into the corner, mostly out of sight, before your mom calls out, "John? I need you! Come quick!"
Murphy runs inside the room, running right past Bellamy, who is hidden in the darkness, and he stares down at the scene in front of him, seemingly looking like Bellamy has escaped. "Shit."
The word barely leaves his mouth before Bellamy runs towards him and wraps his arm around his neck, squeezing just enough to knock him out. Murphy struggles against him, and pulls out the shock baton, but Bellamy quickly knocks it out of his hand before squeezing again. Within seconds Murphy loses consciousness, and Bellamy lays him out onto the bed, as your mom drops down and checks him over.
"He'll be fine." She seems convinced by Bellamy's reassurance, and she passes him the medical scissors so he can help free you as she suddenly remembers, "He's not our problem. The airlock control is in the main office, so is Jaha. You have a plan for that, too?"
Bellamy nods, "Yeah, open the damn door or die trying."
You stand, now free from your bonds, and follow your mom as she leads you out the door. You sneak through the service tunnels, avoiding the main hallways as much as you can, until she finally leads you to a door and motions for you to stop. She whispers, "You two stay here, I'll open the door when I've taken care of Jaha."
She starts to walk away, but you grab her arm to stop her. "Wait, how are you going to do that?"
She holds up a little container of drugs, one of the ones from Becca's lab. You have no idea what's inside, but it must work like the Reaper sticks and knock people unconscious, because she seems confident that it will be enough. You nod, understanding, and she turns and runs off, leaving you and Bellamy alone. The two of you wait in the darkness of the hall, pressed together, buzzing with adrenaline, waiting for the next stage of the plan. You can tell when it begins because a muffled conversation is being held on the other side of the door, too quiet for either of you to hear. After a minute though, you realize the office must be on the other side, and it must be your mom talking to Jaha, though you have no idea what about.
Ultimately, it doesn't matter, because a few minutes later the door swings open and she stands there, waving to the two of you inside. She runs over to the computer at the desk, and looks down at the controls. "Let's do this."
She plops down into the chair and you glance on the other side, seeing Jaha's unconscious body sprawled out on the floor. Your mom reads a manual spread out on the desk, and then looks up at you and Bellamy. "It takes two people to open the doors, one from above and one from here. Get into position."
You and Bellamy nod and run out of the office, making a beeline for the door at the top of the ramp. Bellamy tugs on it, still locked, and you and Bellamy exchange an anxious look. As you wait for the door to the airlock room to open, you hear footsteps running towards you, and you turn and get a glimpse of blonde hair just as the door beeps. You turn back and push Bellamy inside, following him to the set of stairs that leads to the hatch to the surface. Bellamy's hand is reaching for the lever when a voice yells out, "Bellamy, stop!"
You hear the sound of a gun cocking and you both turn and see Clarke standing near the open door, her gun pointed towards Bellamy. He starts to argue with her, ignoring the gun in her hand, "We don't have time for this. The radiation is getting worse, and people are dying up there."
He starts to reach for the door again but she turns and shoots the door, forcing the two of you to duck and cover your heads. You step up the stairs more, positioning your body in front of Bellamy's before you turn towards your twin, stunned that you've even found yourself in this position. "Clarke, what are you doing?"
"What I have to, like always. Now, get away from the door."
"No." You set your jaw, unwilling to back down. "This isn't like shutting the dropship door, or pulling the lever in Mount Weather and the City of Light. We knew what we were stopping then, but now we know nothing."
"We know that if that door stays shut, the human race survives."
You shrug, "You're gonna have to make it a kill shot then. Go ahead and put a bullet in your twin, because that's the only way you're gonna stop me."
Her hand shakes slightly as she aims the pistol at you, contemplating her next move, and you decide to push her further. You remember the words she threw in your face when you helped Bellamy get rid of Raven's radio, and you decide to weaponize them now and use them against her. "What would dad say?"
Her hand shakes harder as she wrestles with her decision, and she starts to cry, tears falling down her face. She ducks her head and lowers the weapon, unable to go through with it, unable to kill her other half. You turn and glance at Bellamy, still standing behind you. "Get it open."
He scrambles to the top of the stairs and opens the hatch, all while you keep an eye on Clarke, unsure if she'll change her mind. But she never does, she just stands frozen in place and cries, and for once in your life, you make no move to comfort her. Once Bellamy disappears on the surface, you turn and follow him up, stepping into the temple just as Bellamy and Octavia collide in a hug. You smile at the sight of the reunited Blake siblings, all of their earlier anger and disagreements gone, replaced with nothing more than relief and love for each other. You walk closer to them and hear Bellamy whisper, "I love you so much."
Your smile grows wider, and her eyes find yours over his shoulder, smiling at you in return. The moment ends when Indra calls out, "Octavia, they're here."
They pull apart and Octavia walks forward, stopping at Indra's side as the Flamekeepers lead in the ambassadors from each clan. They all stop just inside the door, looking towards her, and Octavia stands taller as she addresses them. "Oso laik won kru. En dison laik oso hou."
We are one clan. And this is our home. She turns, and starts to walk back towards you, until she abruptly grabs Indra's sword and points it at someone you didn't notice before.
Echo.
You were so focused on the Blake sibling reunion that you didn't even see her standing there. Probably for the best, because you feel a flash of anger as soon as you see her. Octavia holds her sword to Echo's neck. "Everyone except you."
"We had a deal. You said-"
Octavia cuts her off, voice low and angry. "I said your people would live. I didn't say anything about you. You can tell them we stole the bunker if you want, but the door's open now, so..."
She trails off, not needing to say anymore, and Indra steps closer to her. "Be thankful knowing your banishment will be short."
Echo lifts a brow, knowing there's nothing she can say to reverse this decision, and she mutters, "Praimfaya awaits."
You all watch her turn and slip out of the room, disappearing from view, no longer your problem. Octavia, your family, Skairipa, the victor of Skaikru, turns back to her people, motioning towards the bunker door, "Monin hou."
Welcome home. You smile at her, looking over her smudged make up and the blood splattered all over her face, so far from the girl hidden under the floor. And though you never knew her then, you know her now, and you're proud. Proud of the strength she's gained, the confidence she has, the leadership she's now taking on. When you look over at Bellamy, you can tell he's thinking the same thing, both of you watching on as she leads the ambassadors towards the entrance to their new home.
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As expected, chaos begins as soon as the clans enter the bunker.
The 100 survivors from each clan, minus Skaikru, have all gathered in the atrium of the bunker, awaiting instructions. All of you scramble to figure out the best way to get Skaikru from their beds and narrowed down to 100, so you can move all of the Grounders into their spots. Amidst the chaos of the planning, Raven radioes to let all of you know she's still alive, and no longer going through with her spacewalking plans. She reversed her brain problems and seizures, and now awaits pick up to be brought back to the bunker to live with the rest of you.
But the plans of her rescue get put on the back burner in favor of the plans in the bunker. Which is where you all stand now, in the office, standing around a map, trying to figure things out. You, your mom, Kane, Octavia, and Indra are listening to Kane's thoughts, while Clarke stands nearby, half listening, half avoiding everyone, and Jaha stands at the door, looking out at the Grounders. He ignores everything Kane is saying, and turns around, pissed, glaring at the man he left outside to die. "You call this justice?"
Octavia's response to him is cool and calm, unbothered by Jaha's anger. "I call this making things right, thanks to my brother."
Jaha turns his glare to Clarke. "You let this happen."
The words visibly affect her, and she glances over at you, looking upset. You look away, not wanting to meet her eye, still pissed that she pointed a gun at you and Bellamy. Jaha continues, "How many of us have to die?"
Indra's anger is less contained than Octavia's, as evidenced by her response. "You're lucky it's not all of you."
"Lucky?"
"We have 100 spots. The other clans have all chosen their survivors. We have to do the same."
Jaha looks at Kane in shock, dissatisfied with his response. "100. We have over 4 times that."
You roll your eyes at him. "A pain that I'm sure the other clans feel too."
Jaha turns his anger back on Clarke. "Is this what you wanted?"
She shakes her head. "No one wanted this."
"Want's got nothing to do with this!" Octavia's calm anger finally explodes, tired of listening to Jaha's whining. Not that you blame her. She turns to look at him, laying down the law. "Skaikru gets 100 beds, same as everybody else. Bellamy and his girl get one of them, the rest are up to you."
She walks towards the door, tired of this meeting and this conversation. As she reaches it, she turns back to deliver one final message. "The death wave comes in 24 hours. You've got 12 to decide."
And with that she walks out of the room, leaving the rest of you to watch her leave and handle the chaos left behind from her decision.
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