Author's Note: Thanks so much for reading this far! Guess I'm doing something right haha. If you haven't noticed by now (or if you have bravo) I'm trying to stay closely true to the show and am using important (well what i consider to be important) dialogue straight from the show. I love the show so much so I want to stay as true as I can to the events that have happened, only writing it in my own words/changing things I want to. Hope you enjoy and please don't forget to leave me a review! I'd love to hear what you think so far, good or bad!
We arrived back at camp to discover Wells holding a knife to Murphy's throat. Great… I told Wells he shouldn't have come down here. I knew this was going to happen, he was the Chancellor's son after all; the Chancellor is the reason The 100 were locked up and loved ones floated.
"Wells!" I shouted as I climbed down into our drop site camp, "Let him go!" He looked at me with wide eyes and shoved Murphy to the ground in front of him without responding to me. Murphy rushed to his feet and lunged at Wells only to be restrained by Bellamy. Of course Bellamy had something to do with this. This day just keeps getting better and better.
"Octavia! Are you okay?" Bellamy released Murphy and rushed over to his sister. She embraced him with a nod but wasn't able to respond before Bellamy spoke again. "Where's the food?" he demanded with a questioning tone. I wonder if he's starting to understand just how serious of a situation this is now. Oh he has no idea what's coming.
"We didn't make it to Mount Weather," Finn replied taking a seat on the nearest boulder. His face was struck with a grave look, the same grave look I was probably wearing as the events from our trek came flooding through my mind.
"What the hell happened out there?" Bellamy once again demanded. I looked at Finn and Monty quickly. My face quickly changed from anger to fear, "We were attacked."
Finally Wells spoke up, "Attacked? By what?" I turned towards him and just shook my head as Finn said, "Not what, who. Turns out when the last man from the ground died on the Ark he wasn't the last grounder."
Confusion spread out amongst the 100. Even Bellamy seemed shocked by this information. "It's true," I began, "Everything we thought we knew about the ground is wrong, the Ark was wrong. There are people here, survivors… The good news is that means we can survive, the radiation won't kill us."
"The bad news is the grounders will," Finn finished for me. We learned that first hand. These grounders are dangerous and a threat. "Where's the kid with the goggles?" Wells questioned, his voice tinged with fear.
My mind raced back to that moment at the river, "Jasper was hit. They took him." I looked to the ground beating myself up in my head for leaving him behind. He's still alive and I'm going to find him. That's when I noticed that Wells wasn't wearing his wristband. "Where's your wristband," I frantically asked as I grabbed his wrist.
He grabbed my hand from his wrist and nodded towards Bellamy, "Ask him." Of course Bellamy had something to do with this. I knew he was going to be trouble from the moment I saw him. I glared at him, "How many?" My voice filled with hostility.
"24 and counting," his lap dog Murphy responded. They have no idea what they're doing.
"You idiots," my eyes never leaving Bellamy "Life support on the Ark is failing. That's why they brought us down here. They need to know the ground is survivable again and we need their help against whoever is out there." I turned away from Bellamy and towards the group of delinquents watching us, "If you take off your wristbands you're not just killing them, you're killing us." Let's see how Bellamy can recover from that.
"We're stronger than you think. Don't listen to her, she's one of the privileged," he began. Is he serious? "If they come down she'll have it good. How many of you can say the same? We can take care of ourselves, that wristband on your arm it makes you a prisoner. We are not prisoners anymore! They say they'll forgive your crimes, I say you're not criminals. You're fighters, survivors. The grounders should worry about us."
The crowd started agreeing with him, they were eating his bullshit up. They see him as some sort of rebellious leader but I can see straight through him; he doesn't care about them, he only cares about himself. I can't believe how arrogant he is.
Monty chases after me as I storm off in anger. He wants to know what the plan is since that failed. While the rest of the 100 suck up to their newfound leader we're going to go get Jasper back. I said I wasn't going to leave him out there and I meant it.
I head back into the drop ship to grab some makeshift supplies. The Ark left us nothing so we'll have to make due with whatever scraps we can find. This is all too much. I collapse to the floor briefly, too overcome with emotion to stand. I don't know what to do. We're in way over our heads down here. We're stuck on earth with no supplies, no communication with the Ark, surrounded by enemies, and no one will listen. They all think I'm "too privileged" to be listened to.
Whatever, I don't need them. Monty and Finn were there; they'll listen because they understand. They know the situation is worse than it seems and they know we need to do something about it. Octavia, on the other hand, is a wild card. She was there, yes, but she's Bellamy's sister. I have no idea who's side she'll listen to.
Suddenly there was a commotion behind me as I someone was entering the drop ship. I quickly wiped my face as Wells appeared behind me. What is he doing here? Grabbing my things I stand to face him and notice the slash mark on his upper arm. I grabbed at his arm but he just shrugged me off like it was no big deal.
As mad at him as I am the medical officer inside of me began to speak, "You're making friends fast. Look, you need to keep it covered or it could get infected." I was looking around for something he could wrap it with when I noticed his pack. When I nodded towards it he seemed to get all proud of himself, "Seatbelts and insulation. I also packed part of the parachute, I figured we could use it to carry out Jasper."
Did he really think he was coming? Did I not make myself clear the first time? "Good," I abruptly said, "give it to someone else. You're not coming with us." I walked off towards the ladder as he started saying how his ankle was fine and he can come and such. Does he not understand? I told him I could never forgive him for what he did to my father, what he did to me. Does he suddenly think I'll forgive him now? "It's not your ankle Wells, it's you. You're not coming," I said as I climbed down to the first floor of the drop ship.
Monty was down there listening to every word we were saying. He thought Wells was right and that we needed all of the help we could get. No one else has volunteered was his counterargument but I wasn't concerned about that either. I had a plan. "I'm sorry Monty, but you're not going either. You're too important to lose and I need you to work on trying to communicate with Ark. I promise I'll bring Jasper back."
The look on Monty's face was one of disappointment but understanding. I knew he would understand why I couldn't let him go but I also knew he'd be extremely upset over it as well. He is Jasper's best friend after all but we needed to find a way to communicate with the Ark. If anyone could figure it out it'd be Monty. I was on my way out when Finn walked in. "You ready to go," I asked.
"Are you insane? I'm not going anywhere and neither should you. That spear was thrown with pinpoint accuracy from 300 feet." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Finn wasn't planning on coming.
"So you're just going to let Jasper die," Monty looked at Finn with disgust. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard either.
"That's not going to happen," I stated as I turned towards Monty. I wasn't about to leave Jasper behind. I turned back towards Finn and continued, "Spacewalker? What a joke. You think you're such an adventurer but you're really just a coward." He started making excuses about it being a suicide mission but I wasn't hearing any of it.
I pushed past him and just shook my head, so much for him. Looks like I'll have to go to plan b and ask Bellamy. "You could have been killed," he said to Octavia while bandaging up her leg.
"She could have been if Jasper didn't jump into the water to save her," I interrupted as I walked towards the pair. Octavia immediately volunteered to join us, guess I can count on her after all but her leg will just slow us down. Bellamy immediately told her no, something I had expected. Ever sense we landed he's been in overprotection mode when it comes to Octavia. "He's right," I told her, "You're leg will just slow us down. I'm here for you."
Bellamy looked at me with surprise, everyone did. Behind me Wells asked what I was doing, didn't I specifically tell him not to come? "I hear you have a gun." He lifted his shirt enough to show the butt of a gun sticking out of his pants. "Good, follow me." I walked past him trying to keep a serious face. My mind secretly wished he would have raised it further but I quickly wash myself of those feelings as I'm reminded of what an asshole he truly is.
"Why would I do that?" he voiced after me. There it is, the reminder. Once an asshole, always an asshole. Time to play to his tough guy leader persona he's got going on. "Because you want them to follow you and right now they're thinking only one of us is scared."
He looked even more surprised but that's what I was aiming for. I knew that if I could get him to think I was contesting his leadership by going he'd go. It worked flawlessly. And just like that we were off into the radiation forest once again. Only this time I had to be even more aware of my surroundings as the grounders were out there and I still don't trust Bellamy or his lap dog. I don't know who I should be more wary of.