A/N: Here's another story I've been working on lol I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I only own my character: Casady
I wake up to loud shouting. My back is sore from being cramped into the corner of my small cell, sleeping straight up with nothing but my own body warmth. Guards had taken my bed as a consequence for fighting another guard. But I never cried and I never apologized. From what I've experienced, it's not worth it.
I slowly stand myself up, hearing a few cracks in my joints as I stretch out. I walk towards the door. It opens abruptly. I jump back, startled but regain a stone hard face when I see it's just some guard. Over his shoulder, I can see other guards with prisoners locked into their hands. I look back to the officer standing in front of me. He is slightly taller than me, bald, holding his gun prepared to shoot if necessary.
"Prisoner 326," he says. Two other guards follow him through the door. Are they here in case I try and resist what they're about to do? "Come with me."
"What's this about?" I ask, not moving.
The guard looks back at his colleagues and nods my way. The two behind the main guard walk in my direction. When the first one grabs my hand, I punch his face with my free hand. I bring my leg up to kick him in the stomach. He stumbles away from me. The other guard slams me against the wall and snaps my wrists in handcuffs behind me back.
They shove me outside of the cell where other prisoners are being held captive. They stand in line, waiting for something. But what? I have never seen anything like this before. Was someone killed? Are we on trial? Probably not. Killing someone would be a gift to the government of the ark. So what is the big deal?
THIRD PERSON POV
"Mom?" Clarke stands up from where she was previously sketching away on the cement prison floor. She listens to the chaos coming from outside her own cell. "What's going on? What is this?" Visitation wasn't today. Her mom wouldn't be here unless it was something important. "They're killing us all, aren't they, reducing population to make more time for the rest of you?"
"We don't have much time," Abby speaks. She motions to the guards to give her and her daughter some privacy. They walk away. "Clarke, you are not being executed. You're being sent to the ground, all 100 of you."
"The ground?" Clarke nearly shouts. "But it's not safe! We get reviewed at 18!"
"The rules have changed. This gives you a chance to live. Your instincts will tell you to take care of everybody else first, just like your father, but be careful. I can't lose you, too. I love you so much." There's a loud knock on the door. Abby jumps and squeezes her eyes shut. Her heart races as she thinks about sending her daughter to possibly die.
"Mom-"
"This is our only chance of survival." The door opens. The guards stand there with their hands behind their back, revealing that their time is up. Abby leans in for a hug and squeezes Clarke tight. Clarke stands in shock. Going to the ground? She was surprised, scared, and interested all at the same time. Abby pulls back and holds both of Clarke's hands. "I believe in you, Clarke. You're gonna save the people." Abby steps back. "Till we meet again."
Abby leaves and the guards follow her out, shutting the door behind them. Clarke opens her fists. A small piece of paper is crumpled in her hands from her mom. Her hands shake as she opens it.
"Protect Casady Lima. She is your sister."
CASADY'S POV
They snap a thick black bracelet around my wrist. It stings at first as something pokes through my skin. The kid next to me with straight brunette hair, dark skin, and smaller eyes hisses at the sudden pinch.
"Any idea where they are taking us?" I ask the kid as the guards move down the row.
He looks over his shoulder before saying, "I overheard them talk about the ground."
"We're going to the ground!" I nearly shout. His eyes go big. People around us whisper. My heart begins beating fast. Was this my adrenaline running or am I scared? Why are my hands shaking? "Sorry," I say a lot quieter. "Why are they sending us down there?"
"I don't know," He shrugs. "I'm Monty."
"Casady," I grin. "How long have you been in here for?"
"Not long. My friend Jasper and I got caught stealing herbs from medical. He forgot to replace what we took. My parents grow all the pharmaceuticals."
"Prisoners, please proceed forward," the loud intercom reigns throughout the hallways.
Monty and I follow the crowd. Soon, we find Jasper. Envy runs through me as I see how close Monty and Jasper are even after being stuck in hell for who knows how long.
I look around for Octavia, my best friend that I made while I was trapped in a small box for almost two years now. I would even consider her to be my best friend. Is she coming with us? If so, then where is she?
The guards sit us in a large pod. Exactly 100 seats, red leather with seat belts designed in an 'X' shape. Once everyone is seated and strapped in, the door shuts with a loud bang. I squeeze my belt tightly in my hand as I prepare myself for take off.
A couple of minutes later and we're rocking through space roughly. I bounce in my seat, rocking back and forth. For a second, I think I'm going to get sick. By the first hour, we travel smoothly. My nerves calm and the vicinity becomes calmer too.
A TV screen statics to life. Chancellor Jaha's face slowly appears. People around me boo at the sight. Can't say I blame them either. He's the reason we're all in this mess...well and our lack of self control. But it is easier to blame him.
"Prisoners of The Ark, here me now. You've been given a second chance, and as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others. Frankly, we're sending you because your crimes have made you expendable."
"Okay, ouch," I say. Monty gives me a giggle.
"Your dad is a dick, Wells," Someone says. Wells is on this rocket? Wells is the chancellor's son. It would make zero sense for him to be sent to Earth. He was not even locked up in the first place. I push my head forward to look for him but he's out of sight.
"Those crimes will be forgiven," Jaha continues, "Your records wiped clean."
"At least we can die with a clean record," Jasper snickers.
"The drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, Mount Weather was a military base built within a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain 300 people for up to two years."
Later, a daredevil unbuckles himself from his seat. The loss of gravity has him floating around the drop ship. He flies above the rest of us. Other kids follow his lead and float around too. I have a bad feeling settling in my stomach.
"Spacewalk bandit strikes again. Go, Finn! Check it out." Someone cheers the guy on, now known as Finn.
Finn looks at Wells and smirks, "Your dad floated me after all."
Okay, that was funny.
"You should strap in before the parachutes deploy," Wells says.
A girl below me shouts at Finn and the two others to sit back down in their seats. Finn only mocks her and continues swaying in air.
"Mount Weather is life. You must locate those supplies immediately," Chancellor Jaha says.
Finn says to the girl, "Hey, you're the traitor who's been in solitary for a year."
After hearing Finn, I push myself forward to see who she was because I have heard about her through other prisoners. I only catch a glimpse of blonde hair.
"Who is that?" I ask Jasper and Monty.
"Her name is Clarke Griffin," Monty answers. "She's Wells's best friend."
Clarke snaps back, "You're the idiot who wasted a month of oxygen on an illegal spacewalk."
"Your one responsibility is to stay alive," Jaha says. I can't help but scoff. The only reason he and the rest of the council want us to survive is so that they can also come down to Earth and control us again.
Then, the ship hits another bumpy road. Finn crashes into the wall. People shout. The other kids crash into other kids, walls, and seats. Chaos explodes. People scream, others argue.
I grip my seatbelt until my knuckles turn white and squeeze my eyes tight. Electricity sparks from newly broken wires. If it weren't for the seat belts we would all be dead. Screams. Shrieks. That's all I hear, until I hear nothing.
When I open my eyes, its calm again. I feel no source of movement. Other people around me begin to wake up too. The main door is still closed. Are we here? Did we actually make it? I unbuckle myself and jump down to the second floor.
"The outer door is on the lower level," A boy a couple seats down from me says. "Let's go."
A blonde who looks about my age has two fingers pressed against a passed out dude's neck. She looks over at the daredevil with an accusing glare. "He's gone. That's on you."
"That's Clarke," Jasper whispers in my ear. But I can't focus on the girl, I can only see the dead body.
One dead. We haven't even opened the doors yet and our number has gone from 100 to 99. I look at the dead boy. He has a large gash in his head from where he crashed into the wall. He must have died from head truama.
Clarke finds my eye and hers grow big. She stares me down for a couple of seconds. I was about to call her out on it too until someone yells to open the door.
"No, we can't just open the doors," Clarke turns and points her finger.
"Hey, just back it up, guys," A deep voice pushes through the crowd.
"Stop. The air could be toxic," Clarke says again.
"If the air is toxic, we're all dead anyway," I say from the upper level. Monty elbows me to shut up. I press my lips into a thin line. Whoops.
"Bellamy?" A girl about my age and size steps out of the crowd and looks at the owner of the deep male voice. I can't see her face because her back is to me.
His smile spreads when he sees the girl. "My god, look how big you are."
She asks why he is in a guard's uniform. I look him up and down and suddenly become frozen, uncomfortable, and irritated. I thought I was free for only a few seconds.
"I borrowed it to get on the drop ship," The man said. Oh, so he wasn't even a criminal? "Someone has to keep an eye on you."
"Boyfriend?" I ask. I'm not shy. At least not anymore. Prison really does change a person. Monty gives me glare once again.
"Ew gross," The girl makes a face but she doesn't take her eyes off the man named Bellamy. "Brother."
"No one has a brother," Someone calls out.
"She's the girl hidden in the floor!" Someone else says.
The girl was about to step forward to start something she might regret, but her brother, Bellamy, holds her back. "Octavia. Octavia. Don't give them something like that to remember you by."
Octavia! Octavia! My friend that I haven't seen. Thank god. I was beginning to think something happened to her. But she's safe on the ground. How did I not recognize her sooner?
Wait, she has a brother?
"Yeah like what?" She questions.
"Like being the first person on the ground."
Octavia nods and steps forward before anyone can stop her.
"Octavia, wait!" I yell, but she doesn't hear me. Her brother does though and sends me a deathly glare.
She's out in the open and I hold my breath in anticipation. She takes in a breath of fresh air while the rest of us hold our own as we watch her possibly take her last. She exhales and smiles wide. She looks up to the sky and exclaims, "We're back bitches!"
Around me are people hugging celebrating that the earth is survivable and we made it down alive. I stand next to the blonde who stared me down in the drop ship. While watching the cheery faces of everyone, I compare my life to what it could be on Earth to what it was on the Ark. A smile spreads on my face when I think about liberty, happiness, and alone time.
"Wow," I mumble to myself. The ground is brown with a layer of green grass I have read about in books. Astoundingly tall trees reach for the blue sky and white clouds. Flowers, bushes, and runaway leaves bristle musically against each other as they dance with the wind. No one can believe their eyes.
Finn walks up to me and Clarke. Her name means more to me now because her mother is the Ark's number one doctor.
Finn smirks at Clarke, "Why so serious princess? It's not like we died in a fiery explosion."
"Try telling that to the two guys who tried to follow you out of their seats," Clarke snaps. I whistle and look in a different direction, not wanting to be on the receiving end of that tone.
Finn bites his lip but doesn't let down his confident attitude, "You don't like being called Princess, do you, Princess?"
Clarke points to the sky. Outlines of mountains behind transparent fog is what she indicates to. "We need to get to Mount Weather. There's a radiation-soaked forest between us and our next meal. They dropped us on the wrong damn mountain."
Clarke walks away to deal with something else. Anyone can see through her eyes that her mind is running at one hundred miles an hour. I know for sure, I don't want to get in the way of that.
"Casady!" I turn around when I hear my name.
Octavia sprints towards me. Her long hair wraps around her face when she jumps into my arms. I stumble back, loud cackles of laughter erupt from within me. A friend. She jumps down from my arms.
"I was so afraid I was never going to see you again," Octavia says.
"Yeah, I've gotten in some trouble with the guards recently. But obviously that doesn't matter anymore," I smirk. "I never knew you had a brother," I point to Bellamy who had been staring me down since the second Octavia jumped me. Like I am a threat. I wave at him with a sarcastic grin.
"Was that you who asked if he was my boyfriend?" Octavia laughs out loud. It's a true genuine laugh that I have not heard in awhile. "Why am I not surprised? You never did have a filter, did you?"
"Not that I can remember," I smirk and push her shoulder back playfully.
Bellamy starts walking over to us. Octavia grins, "Yeah well I'm not used to talking about Bellamy out loud since I was locked up in a floor for most of my life."
"We've all been through something," I say trying to make her feel better. But guilt floods through me as I think of what she must have physically and mentally gone through. "Some just have it worse than others."
"Bell," Octavia starts when her brother includes himself into conversation. He has long messy hair that falls over his forehead. He's built, strong arms and a toned stomach that is clear now that he lost the guards jacket. "This is Casady. She was my best friend on the Ark."
Bellamy clenches his jaw, looking me up and down. Although hostile towards me, he holds out his hand for me to shake. When I do, his hand squeezes mine tighter than necessary. I don't show surprise or pain on my face. What's his problem? I haven't even said a word to him yet.
Octavia looks between the two of us. "Bellamy, what's your problem?"
Before he or I could open our mouths, our attention turns to Clarke, Wells, Finn, and a few others arguing. The three of us make our way over to see what was going on. Clarke is holding onto a map, following her finger to the path that will take us to Mount Weather. But since Wells, the Chancellor's son, is involved, people are going to take a hit wherever they can. If you can't get mad at the Chancellor, get mad at the next best thing.
"They got a bar in this town?" Jasper walks up with a smile and nudges me with his shoulder. "I'll buy you a beer."
"You mind?" Wells snaps at Jasper.
"Whoa!" Jasper holds his hands up in surrender.
"Hey, chill out," I tell Wells. "He's with us."
"Relax," Wells says to the people around him. "We're just trying to find out where we are."
"We're on the ground," Bellamy states. "That not good enough for you?"
Damn with the attitude.
"We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority."
"Screw your father. What, you think you're in charge here, you and your little Princess?"
Clarke clenches her fists before speaking, "Do you think we care who's in charge? We need to get to Mount Weather not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this'll be. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a twenty-mile trek, okay? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave now."
Clarke is right. Yeah the air around us is clean but that's not enough to live off of. We need food, water, and medicine. It's only a matter of time before people get sick.
"I got a better idea. You two go, find it for us. Let the privileged do the hard work for a change." Bellamy points his finger. The people around us cheer in agreement. I bite my lip in self confliction. I want to agree with Bellamy, but there is no way the two of them can carry supplies for 100 people.
"You're not listening," Wells tries to convince the crowd. "We all need to go."
"Look at this everybody," John Murphy, an ass I met in prison shouts to the rest of us. "The Chancellor of Earth."
Murphy and Wells start taunting each other. The audience begins to form chants for a fight. Wells is about to go for it, but Finn steps in the middle, his arms open to spread space.
"Look, the kid has got a bad leg," He points to Wells. "Why don't you continue this when it's a fair fight?"
The crowd spreads further into the woods when the excitement dies. Octavia walks past Finn with a giggly grin and says, "Hey spacewalker, come save me next." Bellamy gives her a glare. She shrugs, "What? He's cute."
"He's a criminal," Bellamy scoffs.
"They're all criminals."
Bellamy notices my staring and glares my way. For real, what is up his butt? I walk away towards Clarke. I look over her shoulder at the map. Geography really wasn't my thing so I wasn't going to be much help, but at least I can say I tried.
"I think this way would be the fastest. Less hills to cross over," I point.
Clarke, who can't seem to keep eyes on me for too long without looking uncomfortable, nods her head slowly. "I was thinking the same thing."
"Great minds think alike."
"Yeah, you could say that," She says quietly and starts to walk away.
"Hey," I yell after her. She turns around reluctantly. "Did I do something to piss you off? You've been giving me these looks ever since we landed."
"No...uh...sorry. I'm just a little overwhelmed right now. But, uh, thank you for the suggestion."
"Hey Clarke!" Finn jogs to us. "So Mount Weather, when do we leave?"
"Right now. We'll be back tomorrow with food." Clarke says.
"How are you two going to carry enough food for the hundred?" Wells points between Finn and Clarke like the two of them were full of shit.
I raise my hand, "I'll go."
"That's three," Finn grabs the two boys walking past us who so happen to be Jasper and Monty, "And that makes five."
"Make it six," Octavia jumps into our circle, "Sounds like a party."
Wherever Octavia is, so is her brother. Bellamy walks over and barks, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Going for a walk," Octavia says confidently.
I look down at Finn's wristband and notice his is greatly damaged with scratches, indents, etc. While O and Bellamy talk, I whisper, "Hey did you try and take this off?"
"Yeah so?" Finn plays with it in his hands.
Clarke hears our conversation and grabs his wrist, "So this wristband transmits your vital signs to The Ark. Take it off, and they'll think you're dead."
"Should I care?"
"Well, I don't know. Do you want the people you love to think you're dead? Do you want them to follow you down here in two months? Because they won't if they think we're dying."
Finn falls quietly and starts walking deeper into the forest. Bellamy agrees to let Octavia go. She jumps further into the woods behind Finn. Past Clarke, she says, "Before you get any ideas, Finn is mine."
"Before you get any ideas, I don't care," Clarke snaps back following behind Octavia. I nonchalantly hold out a fist for Octavia to bump. She does, and we fall in step with each other.
I trudge behind them, but someone grabs my wrist, turning me around. Bellamy looks deep into my eyes. His hold on me is tight. I don't say anything. I want to look as powerful as he thinks he is. So he doesn't think he intimidates me.
"I swear to god if anything happens to her, I'm going to hold you responsible. Do you hear me? I can make your life a living hell."
I rip my hand away from his grip. I glare under the bright sun. "Are you sure that guard suit was just a get-up. Or are you the real deal?"
I turn to walk away but his next words grab my attention. "I know what you did. I know what you're capable of. And I sure as hell don't want it around my sister."
I twist my body back in his direction. My blood runs cold, my face turns red. My fists are clenched so tight that my knuckles turn white. I bring my arm up and punch his face. Landing one on the bottom corner of his lip. He grabs his face, stunned. His eyes go big.
I take a deep breath, calming myself. "You don't know shit about me."
With every step I take, leaves and fallen tree branches crack under my boot. I listen to the sound of each crack like it's music to my ears. My hands are stuffed into my jacket pocket. I fall a few steps behind the others, not up to talking after having that conversation with Bellamy. Who does he think he is? He may be older but that doesn't make him king. Too bad everyone is afraid of him to tell him so.
Monty and Jasper stop to examine a flower that caught their eye. The flower they picked out of the ground turned out to be medicinal even though it is called Poison Sumac. It's supposed to be calming. I could use it right about now.
Clarke didn't like the fact that people were stopping and taking their grand ol' time. She turned around and huffed, "Hey, guys, would you try to keep up?"
Finn skips past her, "Come on, Clarke. How do you block all this out?" His arms are open wide as he motions to our new environment. Our new home.
Clarke replies with a snarky tone, "Well, it's simple. I wonder, 'why haven't we seen any animals?' Maybe it's because there are none. Maybe we've already been exposed to enough radiation to kill us. Sure is pretty, though. Come on."
"Someone should slip her some poison sumac," Jasper says. Monty snorts.
There is a loud snap of a branch that makes everyone, even Clarke, freeze in their spots. Finn waves us over behind a fallen tree trunk. We crouch down and look over it. "No animals, huh?" Finn smirks. A beautiful fawn eats the leaves from the plants that surround her. Never seeing an animal in person before, we're all so in awe to speak.
But then the fawn turns her head. Or should I say heads - as in multiple heads. Unlike what our history books had described to us, this deer had two heads with a brain coming out of it's own skin. My only guess is that it came to be like that because of the radiation.
We continue on with our walk.
After walking for ten more minutes in silence, Finn speaks, "Hey, you know what I'd like to know? Why send us down today after 97 years? What changed?"
"Who cares?" I scoff. "I'm just glad they did. I woke up in a rotting cell, and now I'm spinning in a forest."
"Amen to that sister," Octavia slaps my hand in a high five.
"The Ark is dying. At the current population level, there's roughly three months left of life support, maybe four now that we're gone," Clarke answers.
"So that was the secret they locked you up to keep?" Finn asks, "Why they kept you in solitary, floated your old man?"
Clarke stops and turns on Finn, "My father was the engineer who discovered the flaw. He thought the people had a right to know. The Council disagreed. My mother disagreed. They were afraid it would cause a panic. We were gonna go public, anyway, when Wells…"
"What, turned your dad in?" Finn asks.
Not wanting to get into it, Clarke begins walking again, "Anyway, the guard showed up before we could. That's why today. That's why it was worth the risk. Even if we all die, at least they bought themselves more time."
"They're going to kill more people," I ask, "Aren't they?"
"Good," Octavia scowls. "After what they did to me, I say, float them all."
"You don't mean that," Finn says. "We have to warn them."
"That's what my father said," Clarke says sullenly.
We come by a body of water. A lake filled with such clear water you can see the rocks underneath the surface.
Octavia runs to the edge like a joyous little kid and begins taking off her clothes. First her shirt and then her pants. All three boys begin commenting, "Oh, damn, I love Earth," Jasper says. "Oh! Holy," Monty says. "Ha ha!" Finn cheers.
I roll my eyes. Boys will be boys.
"Octavia what are you doing," Clarke demands, sounding a lot like Bellamy. Octavia jumps in the water.
"I can't swim," Jasper says, disappointed.
I walk over to Clarke, remembering the map in my head. I suddenly begin to feel uneasy, "Clarke, there isn't supposed to be a river here."
Finn walks up next to me, "Well, there is. So take off your damn clothes."
I elbow him in his ribs. He grabs his chest and stumbles a couple steps backwards.
Jasper, suddenly panicked, shouts, "Octavia, get out of the water!"
My head snaps into her direction. Something big and something fast treads the water, coming towards Octavia. Octavia whips her head back to see the giant-ass creature swimming at her.
"Get out of the water now!" Clarke shouts.
Whatever the hell is under that water gets to her before any of us can. Octavia is yanked underneath the water. Her screams are muffled by the liquid that gets trapped in her throat.
"Octavia!" I scream.
"What the hell is that? We have to help her." Clarke says. Jasper has already begun taking off his shirt, "What are you gonna do?"
"Try not to get eaten," He replies bluntly.
Clarke grabs his shoulder before he risks his life, "No. Wait. If we distract it, it might let her go." Clarke looks over her shoulder at me, "Help me."
Clarke and I struggle to pick up a heavy boulder. We stumble to the edge and throw it as far as we can into the river. The loud bang and big splash distracts the water creature long enough to let Octavia go.
Jasper runs into the water and grabs her arm, "I got you," He says comfortingly as he carries her out.
Whatever the hell that thing is, it treads the water fast. When it realizes that it got distracted by a rock, it comes back for Octavia.
"It's coming back!" Finn warns.
"It's headed right for you guys," Clarke adds loudly.
Jasper and Octavia slide up the rocks to safety. Octavia, who is coughing water out of her lungs, has two long gashes running down her leg. I take her shirt that is lying on the rocks and tear a strip off and tie it around her wounds. Clarke helps me get her pants on.
"Thank you, thank you," Octavia cries.
"You're gonna be okay," Clarke says smoothly. She looks me in the eye, like she was questioning her own words. Was it because she didn't know if Octavia was going to be okay? Or because she didn't know if we were all going to be okay?
"You should really go back to camp, O," I try advising her as I help her limp across the forest. "You can't even walk on your own."
"No, I'm good," Octavia says, almost out of breath. "Besides, you and Clarke did a great job wrapping me up. I'll be good as new in a couple of days."
"Yeah?" I let go of her. She stumbles and falls down to the ground, proving my point. She makes an 'oomf' noise when she hits the ground. "How's the weather down there?" I say sarcastically.
"Fine, I get your point," she glares up at me, "Now shut up and help me."
We catch up with the others. We reach a small but rocky cliff. Below is the lake that contains ugly sea monsters. I sit down and let my legs dangle off the edge. My mind pauses to snap a mental picture of the view.
"On the other side is Mount Weather…." We all look at Clarke. "And there is no other way around this lake."
"Here," Finn grabs a vine that hangs from a nearby tree. It's long enough that it would reach over to the other side, but the idea of falling into that deadly lake scares me. Finn tugs on the branch. It's sturdy. "Whose up?"
"I'll go," Octavia says.
"Dude," I look at her like she is crazy.
"No. I'll go," Jasper bounces on the balls of his feet.
"Knew there was a badass in there somewhere." Octavia bites her lip and stands down for Jasper to take the vine.
"Heh heh," Jasper passes Finn and grabs the vine. He tugs on it again. Jasper bites his lips, contemplating the jump.
"You wanted to go first, now quit stalling," Clarke teases. I glance her way. She sounds like she has lightened up.
"Mount Weather awaits," Finn sings, mockingly.
"See you on the other side," Jasper says. He swings from the branch, soaring across the lake and landing with a thud on the wet rocks on the other side. He stands up. His arms are in the air, cheering in Victory. "Whoo! Yeah! Yeah!"
The rest of us cheer for him. Relief floods through me to know that it is possible to get to the other side without any problems.
"Let's go Princess, you're up." Finn smirks over at Clarke. I look at her, waiting to see if she'll go. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't. She's been stiff the entire day.
"Come on, Clarke! You got this! Whoo! Apogee! We did it! Mount Weather! Whoo!" Jasper jumps up and down with contagious energy.
"Yeah, Jasper!" Octavia cheers.
I hear a gust of wind past through my ear. Fast and sharp.
A spear hits Jasper, piercing his stomach. His smile drop, his eyes go big.
"Jasper!" I screech.
I fight. I want to get to that other side of the lake to help him. I can see the blood form quickly through his shirt.
Clarke grabs my arm tightly, screaming at the others to get down. I fall on my knees with the others behind a rock. Her hand covers my mouth.
"Oh my god," Octavia gasps.
"We're not alone," Clarke says.