Murphy was really tired...really really tired. After watching that mysterious and disturbing video, all the pieces started to fall together as he began to notice things for the first time. How the body was missing yet everything else seemed untouched, the bloodstains on the blanket, the remote in the same place as the video. He had an incredible sense of being watched as soon as the video shut off. After sitting in shock for a good minute, the first think he made sure to do was locking the entry door as well as possible for precaution. After feeling some sense of relief from locking the doors, he began searching for more sustainable food. If he didn't, he could easily find something with his acquired hunting skills. However, he ended up finding way more than that. Not only was it a luxurious bachelor pad but it was also a fully stocked and furnished house. There was a bedroom, a working hot shower, and savvy kitchen stocked with rations. He almost thought it was too good to be true and he somehow died on the beach and gone to heaven. It was a hard choice to decide between a fresh meal or a hot shower and he was happy that the decision was the only dilemma in his life at the moment. The hot shower won over because it looked too good to pass up.

Murphy stripped down and relished in the hot steam because it seemed to have been an eternity and a half since he last took a proper bath. He tried to do as much hard scrubbing as he had the energy for to get all that dirt and grime that was a second skin by now. His hair was the hardest to clean since they were heavily matted and in the beginning stages of dreads. In the time of letting the water pour over him, he a lot to think about. Where Jaha was in this moment and if he should even care, did he ever find his precious city that will save us all? It was all a load of crap. The guy was pretty nuts and stepped further than what he thought was possible. "I guess anyone will do what they have to, to survive." he thought to himself. The water began turning cold and he shut it off immediately and felt a sharp pain as soon as he stepped out. He was enjoying the bliss of the cold steam so much that he didn't even notice his injured arm soaking in all the soap and hot water.

He wrapped it up quickly to the best of his ability while he dried off and put on his clothes. He made his way to the kitchen and fashioned himself something to eat while still slightly wet himself. As he munched on, he began to think about those back at camp. He wondered if they even noticed that he was gone but he already knew the answer to that. They were probably thrilled that murderous white kid was out of their hair and out of their lives. Typical. He also thought about the girl who knocked him out in the deadzone, Emori. "I wonder what she is up to now" he rhetorically asked himself in his mind but scoffed at the thought after remembering how she basically screwed him over. But he won't deny the fact that he felt something for her before she screwed him over. After finishing up the lonesome meal, he felt an incredible wave of exhaustion and he didn't think twice before settling in the bedroom for a well deserved sleep. As he nestled in the big blanket, all his worries were wiped away and it was merely 3 seconds before he had fallen in the most deep dreamless sleep that he has ever had in a while.

His eyes rushed open and sat straight up abruptly from the bed. The sudden movement made him have a slight feeling of vertigo and he rubbed his eyes wondering what made him wake up so fast. There was a sound coming from down the hallway, a sound of rustling that crept its way into his ears and woke him up from his deep sleep. He felt well rested but his adrenaline levels were through the roof and he was honestly scared to check out the source of all that noise. He grabbed his knife in his hand and quietly tiptoed his way into the kitchen in a crouching position. As he got closer, he heard growling along with the rustling and he mentally cursed at himself at how over his life probably was. A sudden spontaneous urge of bravely came over him and he just went for it. He stood up over the counter to see the source of the noise and was shocked at what he saw before him. He saw an incredibly huge dog, so huge it could have almost been mistaken for a bear. He was scavenging and before he noticed Murphy, he ran back out the broken-in door. Out of curiosity and partial stupidity, he grabbed his backpack and ran after it.

He followed the dog at a safe distance for around an hour. They passed through the beach and were now in a deep forest. He thanked the skills he learned in keeping quiet from the snapping twigs and rustling leaves because the dog still didn't notice him. He saw the dog running full pace and he was about to follow to catch up but something stopped him; a whistle. He heard a single whistle followed by more whistling and clapping. Keeping a far distance and creeping behind huge tree trunks, he finally saw the dog run up to a person crouching on the ground who was apparently waiting for it. Back on the ark, he read about the domestication of dogs on earth but he has never seen the companionship with his own eyes. The person had their entire face covered besides a slit for their eyes and they weren't wearing rags and scraps like everyone else he has seen down here. The person was rubbing and petting the dogs head while grabbing the stolen cracker package from its mouth. They said a few playful words to the animal in the moment and chuckled slightly and thats when he realized it was in fact a woman by their voice. She stood up and he could definitely confirmed that, yup that is all woman. Her clothes were very unusual and formal, they weren't dirty or ripped either which set him off. She was watching the dog run around and exclaimed a sentence very loudly in a language that wasn't english. Out of precaution, Murphy quickly hide behind the tree and put his back against where he was peeking from. She exclaimed again, but this time it was a longer sentence and he just knew that she was aware of his presence.

"Ai na sen yu in en see yu!"

She had a very clear low voice, it almost sounded like Emori and he wondered it was in fact her.

Taking another leap of bravery, he finally revealed himself. "Emori?" he mustered up. Her eyes slightly widened at the name Emori but she stood in silence before speaking some more in grounder.

"I am sorry, I don't speak grounder." he said with embarrassingly with a sheepish expression crossing his face. It was quite the contrast to when he said the same words in an aggressive fashion to a grounder a few weeks ago.

Looking amused and confused simultaneously, she asked "Grounder?"

Murphy was not too sure on what to say, so he replied stark and short "You are a grounder right?"

He could see the clever smile show in her eyes. "Are we both not on the ground?" Ok she had him there.

"Yes but uh, I am not from here," he stammered and she raised her eyebrows as if telling him to go on. "I am from a space station in space" he finished and to his surprise, she didn't seem phased by this information at all. He could have swore he saw an accepting nod and he quickly came to a conclusion.

"But you already knew that, didn't you?" he sarcastically questioned. He wondered if she was from the tribes near the drop ship and has seen him before, maybe when he was captured and tortured.

"I knew as soon as you said the word grounder. No one else uses that term besides the sky people"

He suddenly felt very awkward and stupid for saying that but her smiling eyes reassured him. She spoke in a very formal manner and carried herself with a regal manor. He couldn't see much with the veil but she resembled Emori so much so naturally he was curious. After a few moments of silence, it was broken again by her voice. "So who is Emori?"

"What?" he was confused but then it dawned on him that he called her that. "Oh uh…"

"Is she your partner?" she innocently asked. The question caught him off guard and he shook his head. "Do you know her?" he said with a hopeful tone. She shook her head up and down and his hope grew.

"I know many Emoris, it is a very common name." Murphy felt the hope sink a little but it was a familiar feeling of being let down that didn't phase him. He could feel her eyes studying him, reading and observing his mannerisms. He was beginning to learn that is was a habit of hers.

"What did she look like?" she asked again.

"Kinda like you actually," he muttered. He saw her eyes change with interest and then he remembered why Emori was in the deadzone in the first place

"Oh and her hand was...different." He was afraid she wouldn't understand what he meant by that but she looked like she did and gazed at him with a look he couldn't read. Finally, she shook her head to say 'no.' It was silent yet again and they both turned their attention to her huge bear-like dog chasing some small animal in the leaves. When they both slightly chuckled at the scene and she turned him holding out her hand with the package of crackers in it.

"I apologize for Lenox, he sometimes goes searching for food if he can sense I am hungry."

"That is pretty loyal. And no you keep it, I don't need it."

"Ok but take one then." she insisted. As he reached out to grab one, he winced in pain because he forgot about his bad arm again. Her eyes suddenly went very serious and she calmly asked "May I?" Murphy nodded so she stepped closer and gently grabbed his arm. As she got a better look at his arm, he got a better look at her. He could see that even though her and Emori share similarities, they are very different. She had thick straight eyebrows and huge kajal rimmed eyes that looked like she was about to cry at any moment because they were so shiny. Her tanned skin and midnight colored pupils matched perfectly with her heavy intense gaze. She did something very strange, she lifted my arm towards her face and slightly sniffed it. After doing so, her eyes widened and she looked at me and said in most monotonous way

"It is badly infected, do you have any medical supplies?"

Taken aback her straightforward and calm demeanor, he shook his head 'no.' He was very puzzled and intrigued at this stranger and who she was. "I think I have some in the lighthouse." he added whilst still confused.

"Well then, lead the way." she kindly said with a gesture forward. She whistled and snapped her dog out of whatever he was doing and he came right by her side. Murphy didn't know why or how but he strangely trusted this girl but she also worried him. Something seemed missing and he couldn't tell why. He obliged however because he didn't want to suffer with his apparent infected arm. As they took a few steps forward into their journey, he completely forgot to mention his name.

"By the way, I am Murphy. Well, John Murphy."

"Hello John." she pronounced. Murphy was surprised at how good it felt for someone to actually call him John, especially a woman. He could almost hear his mom's voice through it. Brushing away all those feelings as he usually did, he noticed she didn't tell him her name either.

"Sooo do you have a name or what?" he teased and in return she laughed with a slight hint of unease. After a few more seconds of silence, he became slightly suspicious.

"Ok it can't be that bad. I have the most generic name in the book, c'mon...lets hear it." he joked with a slight pushy tone and a hand gesture to match. She breathed heavily and gave another look he couldn't read.

"Memory" she finally admitted.

oh boy

Thanks y'all for reading! I have had this story stuck for a while so I thought I might get it out. I have been obsessed with the 100 lately. I binge watched the first two seasons in the span of two weeks! I really love how the character of Murphy has soooo many different complex sides and I never expected him to evolve the way he did. Anyway, I have the whole story already planned out so lots of foreshadowing, watch out for it!

As always; disclaimer; I own nothing but my OCs

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