A/N: I am still looking for a beta, but pushed this part out without one. I was really excited about how much you guys liked the first part, so I have thrown the second part out for you!

For anyone confused, the massive amount of water that enters the bunker is due to a non-canonical element that I threw in where Polis was sitting at the bottom of a valley, so during the 5 years, that valley filled up to be a massive lake. so... that is where it comes from...

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Octavia

It was just a small trickle of water, flowing through our room and into the next, but it wasn't worrying. Indra was asleep, and Gaia was meditating. Neither of them had noticed the trickle.

I decided to get into action and followed the trickle to the source, which happened to be directly outside the door. We were lucky enough to get a good room that overlooked entire module. In the bunker, the main room was a massive cylinder with circular pathways around an area with no infrastructure, where you could see all the way down. Our room was on the third floor from the bottom, so I had a good view of the outside world.

The thing that startled me the most when I opened the door wasn't where the trickle came from, as that was easily seen. The trickled had manufactured itself as a minor flow of water originating from a massive flow of water, that had erupted from far above, Presumably the top floor. The scary part was that the downpour had already flooded the first two floors, and was reaching up to our floor.

I stepped back and quickly shook Indra awake. "Gaia, Indra, we need to leave now."

Gaia, who had already been standing up, staring wide-eyed at the door, took a few steps away from the door. This was exactly where I wanted her not to go. "Come on, Gaia, we have to go, and I'm not leaving you behind."

The water had already started trickling over the edge of the concrete railing onto the second floor. By the time I had managed to get Indra and Gaia out the door, the water was ankle deep. When we finally found our way to the stairs leading to the floor, the water was knee deep, thankfully though, we made it before we drowned.

"You guys go ahead, get up as far as you can, I'm going to stay behind and try and save as many people on this floor and then do the same to the next." Indra nodded tiredly, as I had shaken her awake. "Good, get to safety."

"Don't die." Gaia smiled, with a rushed seriousness in her smile, "don't stay too long, save yourself before others."

I nodded and rushed off to the room closest to the stairs, but the conversation had already allowed the water to get up to my waist. In a few minutes, the water wouldn't have a railing blocking its progression upward.

The door I found myself at first was locked. Dead. The second one was vacant but open. Hopefully alive. The third one was also locked, but I struck gold on the fourth one.

The room had two inhabitants. I had seen one somewhere, presumably in the control sector, where I worked. He was asleep in a loft, an area the water had yet to touch. The other inhabitant was a man that I have never seen before. He was floating face down in the water. It was highly improbable if he was alive, so I focused on the sleeper.

I climbed my way up, and shook him awake, "Get up, you need to leave." He hadn't noticed the water and looked around.

"What the fuck?" A curser. Also, he had noticed the water. "Where'd all this come from?"

I smiled coldly, "Exactly, now get up and survive." By the time we made it back to the stairs, the water had bypassed its barrier, and the slow filling of the second floor was completed.

I realized that it would take me a very long time to save everyone, and that they would probably figure out their own predicament very quickly after they felt the water. I decided to abandon the prospect of saving people and surged after the man I had saved, as we both had the same end destination: up.

I met back up with Indra and Gaia on the 22nd floor, 8 floors from the top. "What are you doing up here?" Indra inquired, "I thought you were going to stay and help people."

"I decided against it." I turned my head, "I'd rather live." I turned to the stairs I had just sprinted up, "We should probably get up a bit more."

Four more floors up and the surge of water seemed to stop. It didn't slow, it just ceased. I sprinted the remaining two floors and got up to find Wick with the entire force of his weight on a door.

"What happened?" I inquired of him, who obviously seemed to be struggling. "Where'd the water come from?"

"Come and help me if you want to learn." He grunted Hoping for just a little weight off of his back. After I had sufficiently put some of the weight on my back, he continued: "Jaha came up with a crazy idea to open the door, and blew the damn thing off its hinges. A flood of water came into the room, killed the old man, and sent me smashing into the barrier down here. I woke up with water all around me, and I got up and closed the door, ceasing the surge of water."

"That still doesn't answer my question. Where the hell did the water come from?" He shrugged and turned to look over my shoulder.

"No idea, but it seems your family is here." He cocked his head up, and spoke in a loud yell, "The fastest way up is through here, come on Gaia!"

Gaia walked by us first, but while she was walking I felt the door shift. I yelled at Indra to wait, but it was too late. The door flew open, throwing me off to one side, and throwing Wick off to the other. Gaia was out of the way, on Wick's side, but Indra was hit head on. The pressure of the ejecting water was enough to destroy the balcony on the other side, so I highly doubt that Indra had any chance of surviving it.

I had no time to mourn, however, and needed to make sure that Gaia could survive. "Get up, forget about me!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping my voice could be heard through the rushing water. I didn't even have a way to get confirmation if they didn't hear me.

I was trapped. On one side was a hole in the balcony, meaning death, and on the other was a spew of water with no way around it, meaning, also death.

There was, however, a door to my left. It was a simple storage cabinet, but if I sealed off any cracks the water could get in through, I could survive on the emergency rations and air from the vent for quite a long time.

I hopped in the tiny room, and took blankets - as many as I could find - and used them to seal up the door cracks. When I was done, there was a single hole. Small enough that if I had just a single blanket, I could seal it up, but big enough that water could leak through, and my shelter wouldn't last long.

The hole was big enough, however, for me to look out and watch as people committed suicide, which was much better than drowning. I watched for nearly an hour as the water continued to rise until it started to pour into the final floor. Floor 30, my floor.

The water filled and started to tumble through the hole. It tore down the blankets that I had set up, and the water filled more. I pushed them back up frantically, and shoved my hand against the hole, hoping I could plug it. It worked.

I stood there for an hour, and the thought came to me that if I didn't leave now, I might never survive.

In an act of likely stupidity, I took my hand off. The room started to fill with water, and I knew my time here was short.

I took one last gulp of air and flew open the door. The water hit me head on and thrust me to the back of the room. Thankfully, the room was small, and so it didn't hurt that much. I noticed that, due to the inability for water to escape, there was a small pocket of water near the top of the room. So I headed up there and took a few more breaths. I collected my thoughts and plunged down again.

I used my hands to propel me through the door, pushing me into the open waters. I looked down and could see all the way to the bottom. I turned my head to avoid the fear of the depth, and caught myself on the far wall, pushing myself along the wall as fast as I could, to avoid drowning. Reach, pull. Reach, pull. I fell into a rhythm with death, just barely avoiding it.

I found myself at the door that, not one hour ago, I had been trying to keep closed. Pushing myself through, I felt the air begin to leave my lungs. I pushed upwards from the bottom of the floor, and the force I had used pushed the remaining air out of my lungs. I tried to stay conscious, but I was unable to.

I felt the fire burning through my lungs as I was struggling just to stay conscious. I saw the light above me, but before my head broke the surface, I lost the ability to be awake.

I was shaken awake by a bearded man. I feel like I should recognize who he was, but his name escaped me.

"you're lucky to be alive." It was the voice of a young man, probably in his early 20s. "If I hadn't been perusing around looking for survivors on this floor, You would be dead." He stated this as if he had saved my life. He wished.

"Who are you?" I asked quizzically, Hoping this wasn't one of the many men I had looked for an escape in.

"I assumed you wouldn't be able to tell." he laughed, "Probably have hypothermia."

Slowly, my vision returned to normal, and the blob was able to be identified as the one and only Nathan Miller. "Your Miller, aren't you?" He smiled in approvement, "Knew it. How'd you survive? Being up here?"

"I was in the control room, so the water rushed past Bryan and I, and, when the water finally stopped, I came down and tried to find some survivors." He helped me up, and we began walking upward. "I've found 57, you make 58. We're all gathered in the command room, so we're going up there."

We walked together upward in silence. When we were a floor away from the command room, Bryan came up to greet us, "You were gone for nearly two hours. Where the hell were you?"

Miller responded quickly, "I found Octavia floating face up in the water, so I went down to grab her." Bryan nodded in approvement. "What have you guys been doing?"

"I organized them into people who can still work, and people who had injuries that needed immediate attentions." Bryan looked defeated after Miller had shot him a questioning look, "No, we did not go and check out the gate."

Miller shook his head. "Shame. I really want to know what happened." I agreed but chose not to voice it.

"Then go inspect it!" Bryan smiled, and in response, Miller Beamed. "Can I come with you though?"

Miller nodded in approvement. "I think I'd like to tag along." I added, hoping that I hadn't intruded, "If that's alright with you guys."

We found ourselves at the door to the gate room within a few minutes. I could see inside, but it was dark and very damp. It had a presence about it that seemed almost ominous. What would we find when we crossed the threshold? Both Miller and Bryan seemed very reluctant to go in, so I decided to take the risk.

I walked into a room with no light, everything had all but been washed out, and the room was foreign. I looked up and found that a massive rock was protruding through the area the gate used to be. Water was still dripping off of the point of the rock, adding even more to the foreboding tone.

I turned around and motioned to Bryan and Miller to come in. "It's safe. Just wet." I continued to examine the room but found nothing majorly out of order.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" All three of us turned towards a walky hanging on a wall near the back of the room. No one dared to move. "Is anyone else still alive in the bunker?"

I took action, grabbing the walky and pushing down the button. "Yeah, we are. There are 58 people alive in this section of the bunker."

"Octavia? Is that you?" I managed to put a name to the face, it was Kane. "Do you know if Jaha is alive?"

"Nah, but I wouldn't be surprised if he isn't." I turned to Miller and motioned for him to leave, we were done here. "How are you guy's holding up on that end?"

Kane responded with worry in his voice, "Our air filtration system is damaged, and in order to fix it, Wick needs a very specific item that's only on your side." There was a pause, "and I assume you guys will have an absence of food. Perhaps we could work out a deal." Kane was already speaking as if we were completely separate people now.

"Look, we are the same people, not separate." I looked at Miller, hoping he would approve of what I was about to say. "I can get the part, and swim over. I'll swim back with some food, enough to last us until we need more."

"We'll have a group ready for you when we get back. Wick says that the laser cutter tip is in his toolbox, which he apparently left in the gate room." I stopped abruptly and looked at Miller with wide eyes.

"That entire room got flushed out," Miller stated. He had been listening along, silently nodding whenever he had heard something he liked.

We both turned and rushed up the stairs, leaving Bryan in the dust. "Where are you guys going? We have people to-" I didn't hear the last part, as Miller and I had just left earshot, inside the entrance module.

We were almost in the gate room when I noticed something glistening on the floor below. "Go on ahead, brush through that room as much as possible." He nodded. "I'm going to check the floor below us."

I found the toolbox on the raised platform, but it was all mangled up, with an entire side of it just gone. The tip was not in the mess, but I did find it a few feet away, dripping wet in the corner of the step and the ground.

"Miller! I got it!" I shouted up to him. His head poked out of the door a few moments later, and he rushed down the steps.

"There we go, let's head back to Bryan." Miller turned, and I followed him as we left the room. We made it back to the group where people were waiting.

I exchanged greeting with everyone there but noticed a peculiarity. I walked over to a middle-aged woman, who was in the middle of a massive coughing fit. She had been coughing for the past hour, on and off. "Hello, are you okay?" I asked her cautiously.

"Yeah, I'm-" she coughed even louder than all the other times, "fine." She said the last word slowly, looking down at her hands in shock. I couldn't see what on her hands was making her freak out because, at that moment, at least two other people in the room started coughing.

I backed away slowly and found my way through the crowd back to Miller. "I need to go, now." He frowned. "I've spent too long trying to get people working."

Miller nodded and told me to follow him. We got to the bottom of the module, where he laid some heavy information on me. "We have no sealed suits on this side of the bunker." He looked upwards, about two floors. "So you'll have to jump if you want to have a chance at making it."

I nodded and decided to go with it. I made my way back upwards two floors and gave Miller the thumbs up. I took a deep breath and went with a nice pencil dive. I found myself a little further from the exit door than I had anticipated, but I managed to pull myself through in a few seconds.

I found myself at the top of the lower module and used the ceilings rough texture as a way to increase my speed across the gap. I pushed myself through the second door and found a much brighter canopy of light than when I first broke through on the other side. I pushed up from the bottom as hard as I could, hoping that I could make it. I soon came to recognize that I was not far enough from the wall when I kicked upwards. The force of my kick happened to be enough to throw me headfirst into the bottom of one of the floors. I felt water come into my lungs after a sharp intake. I let go of the tip and then managed to let go of the rest of any feeling, slipping into subconsciousness faster than you can say 'Octavia'.

A/N: So, nice cliffhanger, right? yeah, I think so...

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