Expect the Unexpected

Bellamy:

We made our way back into camp. Everyone was back at work, but I kept walking towards the ship doors. Clarke turned towards me, her icy blue eyes seeing right through me. "I can handle myself from here. You should get back to work." Her lips curled into a soft smile. The kind of smile that had me winded.

I tried to keep my breathing even as I stared down at her, her soft golden waves blowing around her face from the cold winter breeze. I pushed on of the strands of hair behind her ear, my hands lingering around the base of her ear. She immediately closed her eyes releasing a deep breath. "Are you sure?" My voice was needier than I had intended it to be, but at this point, it doesn't really matter. Clarke knows I need her.

She placed her hand on mine, still lingering around her neck. She tilted her head to the side, holding my hand in place. "Bellamy."

I ran my thumb along the line of her jaw. Goosebumps growing beneath my fingers. I leaned down whispering in her ear, "Radio me if you need anything." Her body twitched. I loved having this kind of power, to make her weak with the slightest of gestures. I placed a kiss to her temple before pulling away. She looked back at me, her pupils blown, brows creased, and a few wrinkles around the corners of her mouth.

I watched her as she slowly pushed herself up the ramp, turning to look at me once more before disappearing into the ship. Once she was gone I made my way back towards the construction workers. I know Clarke wants everything to be better and that she wants us to be back to normal, but I can't get the image of Bishop touching her out of my head. All I could think of was gutting him and watching the life leave his eyes.

I quickly shook away my thoughts when I saw Madi sitting at the end of a tree, her emerald eyes narrowed down at the large branch in her hand. She was working efficiently quickly tearing off the useless pieces of the tree and throwing them into a pile behind her. She looks just like Clarke when she's focused on helping someone. A soft wrinkle forming between her eyebrows, her tongue slightly sticking out to help her focus, and occasionally biting down on her bottom lip when she's close to getting where she wants to be.

I walked towards her placing my hand on hers. Her eyes darted up to meet mine. At first, there was an anger in her eyes, just like when you get between Clarke and her work but once she realized it was me she smiled widely. I smiled back down at her. "Have you eaten lunch?"

She rolled her eyes, waving my hand off hers, and focusing back onto the task at hand. "Yes, I have."

I leaned down on the large tree sitting between us. Placing both hands on either side of her. "What'd you eat?"

Without looking up she began to mumble a quick response, "I ate some deer. And before you ask, I had lunch with Octavia, Emori, Harper, and Abby."

I rubbed the palm of my hand through her hair, slightly messing up her hair. She groaned in response, but her focus stayed on carefully cutting off the extra branches. "Good girl. Now tell me what you've learned."

She cut off a branch quickly tossing it to the side. Her eyes were filled with excitement. "I learned how to trim the trees. How to shape them."

She was cut off by Murphy who walked up behind her. Placing his hand carefully on her shoulder, giving her a small squeeze. "And she showed these big boys how to cut down a tree." He placed his other hand on his hip, letting out a loud laugh. He looked over his shoulder to look at a group of men working on cutting down a tree.

I folded my arms in front of me. A large smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. "That's my girl."

Madi smiled up at me and then quickly stood up. "I've got to go. Murphy wants me to teach the new people how to cut the trees." She hurried off towards the tree line, waving over some of the new men. They all looked confused, but they followed her and immediately took her directions to start cutting down the tree.

Murphy sat down where Madi had been sitting, picking up her knife and continuing to trim the tree. "I know she's not your daughter by blood, but from the looks of it she might as well be." There wasn't any sarcasm in his tone, he was being genuine. We spent the past few years together on the Ark and even though Murphy had been one of my best friends, sarcastic comments were just a part of Murphy you learned to love. He had his moments though, where he made you question whether or not he really was a sarcastic asshole or if it was just an act.

I let out a lighthearted chuckle. "Get back to work. We can't have Madi doing all the work." I turned towards a group struggling to cut down a tree.

As I was getting close I heard a voice call out from behind me. "Bellamy. I could use your help, please." I turned around to see Glass standing inches away from me, a smirk tugging tightly on her face. Glass was from my station on the Ark and one of the first few conquests when the delinquents landed on Earth.

I awkwardly stepped back into a safe proximity. "Sure." She turned around and walked slowly towards a tree that needed to be shaped.

She placed her hand on my bicep tugging me closer to her. "Can you teach me how to shape it again?" Her voice was raw but girlish.

I pulled away from her once her hands started to wander. Rolling my eyes, I started to teach her how to shape the tree, again. "You need to make all your cuts even, otherwise it'll make it hard to put them together later." I kept my eyes focused on the tree. Slowly cutting into the tree so she could see how it should look like. But I could feel her eyes running up and down my body. Once her arm landed around my waist I pulled away, standing a safe distance from her. "Look. Glass. I'd stay away from me if I were you."

Her brows furrowed and she stuck out her bottom lip, slowly moving closer. "But I can't." She ran her index finger down my chest. "It's just been too long."

I grabbed her hand, throwing it back at her. Her jaw dropped at my reaction. "Look if you want to live I'd stay away from me. Clarke will kill you. Hell, Octavia will kill you too." Her jaw dropped even more than it had before, she folded her arms in front of her. "Now, if we're done here I've got better things to be doing."

I walked away before she could say anything else. She stood there in complete shock. I couldn't hold back my laugh while I walked towards the tree line. I felt a hand clasp around my shoulder and the echo of laughter by my side. I turned to see Miller walking by my side. "I must say that was the funniest thing I've seen today."

I rolled my eyes stopping to turn towards him. "I'm glad I could entertain you."

Miller continued to laugh at my expense. "I've never seen Bellamy Blake ever look so scared to have a girl come onto him." He continued laughing, placing his hand on my shoulder to support himself.

"I wasn't scared of her, I was scared for her." I joined in on the laughter. "You know Clarke said she'd go complete Wanheda on anyone who gets in her way."

Miller took a few deep breaths, regaining himself. "I don't doubt it. I guess we need to make a few announcements and break some hearts before Clarke unleashes Wanheda. Or even worse Octavia forms an alliance with Wanheda." He continued laughing patting my shoulder before leaving. Octavia and Clarke were intimidating individually, but together they'd be unstoppable.

My radio's crack brought my attention back to reality. "Bellamy." I quickly grabbed the radio to respond, but then Clarke's voice came across the radio again. Her voice was slightly broken, but she tried to cover it up by clearing her throat. "Bellamy. We need you up here in the prisoner deck."

I quickly started running towards the ship doors, weaving through the trainees, workers, and hunters. I felt an arm pull me back. Azuma. "Bellamy, what's wrong?"

"I don't know something's wrong up on the prisoner deck." Azuma's eyes narrowed. He assigned someone to take over with hunting training and then we both ran towards the ship door. Running down the hallway.

We burst through the doors of the prison deck to find Clarke sitting in her wheelchair, her knees pulled into her chest and her face tense. I walked towards Clarke taking a knee in front of her. I placed my hand on her knee, rubbing soft circles in the hole of her pants. Easing some of the tension from her face.

Octavia walked out of a cell at the end of the hall, Azuma quickly made his way by her side. "It's time." Octavia stood behind Clarke, squeezing her shoulder.

Clarke nodded, straightening out her legs. She leaned forward, her hand wrapping around my jaw. "You can have to kill." Her thumb rubbed my cheek.

I took her hand off my face, holding it between both my hands. "He'll suffer for what he did to you. I promise." She briefly closed her eyes, taking in a few deep breaths.

"Azuma, get another guard and take Bishop outside. Raven and Monty are getting everyone outside. Since this will be your kill, you should get your weapons ready." I stood up beside Octavia, her hand still protectively placed around Clarke's shoulder to soothe her. Octavia leaned towards me, whispering in my ear, "Make him suffer Bell."

I patted her shoulder before leaving towards the armory to get some weapons. If I'm going to make him suffer I'm going to need all the weapons I can get. While in the armory I picked up a few of Octavia's sharpened knives, tucking them away into my pants. I refilled the bullets in my shotgun and I grabbed a stun stick before leaving.

When I walked out Bishop was tied against two large pillars, his arms and legs stretched out on both sides of him. He had a sinister smirk on his face once his eyes met mine. Octavia stood beside him on a small platform. Once she realized I was there she began to talk to the large group standing in front of her.

"Let this be a message to everyone. Wonkru is not to be tested." The crowd began cheering. We had lost six warriors when we raided the ship and Wonkru was eager for revenge. "Jus drein jus daun." [Blood must have blood.] The crowd mimicked her words, cheers flying around the crowd.

I made my way towards Bishop, weaving in and out of the crowd. People were patting my shoulders with excitement. Slowly the crowd died down. Octavia gave my shoulder whispering in my ear, "Ste yuj." [Stay strong.] She made her way to the front of the crowd. Standing beside Clarke, her arm clutched tightly around Madi's shoulder.

Azuma pulled the gag off of Bishop's mouth. He immediately began whipping his body around trying to free himself from the restraints. "If you people are so strong then why kill me like this?" The crowd went silent. Bishop stopped moving. "If you all are so strong I challenge you. Our strongest warrior against your strongest warrior." Murmurs filled the air as everyone took in his challenge. He started to laugh hysterically. Causing an uproar among the crowd. "Unless you're scared you'll lose...commander." He drew out commander to emphasize his challenge towards Octavia's leadership. I rushed forward, my tight fist moving swiftly in a quick uppercut to his jaw.

He was thrown back by the direct hit, shaking his head to regain himself. Azuma pulled me back as Octavia quickly made her way up to Bishop. The crowd fell silent under her sharp gaze. "Oso gonplei nou ste odon." [Our fight is not over.] The cheers continued until she turned towards Bishop. "If a fight to the death is what you want then that is what you'll get."

The sound of the crowd drowned out everything else. I rushed over to Octavia pulling her arm towards me. "What the hell O? I won't let you do this."

She pulled her arm from my grip. A gentle nod in my direction. "I am the commander, Bellamy. I will not have anyone question my strength." She walked up to Bishop pulling his shirt into her fist. "Who's your best warrior?"

Bishop threw his head back with laughter. "You don't stand a chance, little girl."

Octavia released his shirt, her elbow instantly hitting his nose. Blood ran down his face, but he continued smiling. "That the best you got?" He continued laughing, but Octavia remained calm. Her face revealing nothing. "Major Rhodes."

Octavia whipped her head towards Azuma, her hair hitting Bishop in the face as she turned. "Release Major Rhodes and take Bishop back to his cell." Azuma and a few other guards quickly took her directions moving quickly down towards the ship. The crowd of people continued on with their indistinct conversations. Everyone formed a large circle, centered by Octavia who was proudly standing in the middle talking to some guards.

Octavia had become a strong fighter. No one dared to spar with her, except Madi and Azuma. I don't know what techniques these prisoners use to fight, but they couldn't possibly stand a chance against Octavia. She was Skairipa, death from above.

Clarke:

Madi moved me around towards the back of the circle. Just far enough to where I could see everything without being in the way. There was tension in the air, mixed with some excitement. Raven, Murphy, Emori, Monty, Harper, Miller, and Echo all stood at the edge of the inside of the circle waving us over. Madi turned to me, eager to have a front row seat to the fight.

"You go, I'm fine here." I nudged her. She immediately ran across the circle towards everyone else. She stood with everyone else, her face glowing from excitement.

Suddenly there was a large silence as a few guards carried out Major Rhodes, his legs kicking a flailing all over the place as he tried to resist being taken to the center of the circle. The man was tall and lean. He had wide, chestnut hooded eyes. His thin, arched eyebrows were furrowed with frustration. He had a smooth, peachy complexion. His hair was short, light waves pushed back out of his face.

He was gagged so anything he said was incoherent, but he was clearly angry. They reviewed the rules of their fight once he calmed down. The crowd was cheering and yelling once Octavia pulled out her sword, Major Rhodes looked intimidated but mimicked her actions. Looking through the crowd I saw Madi standing beside Raven, her eyes carefully focused on Octavia.

I looked around the crowd of people looking for Bellamy, but he was nowhere to be found. As I was about to turn my head I felt his hands on my shoulders, leaning into his hand I closed my eyes. He was probably stressed about this fight, I placed my hand on his but once I felt the rough and hairy knuckles I knew it wasn't Bellamy. Right as I was about to turn around I felt a piece of cloth pressed against my mouth, muffling any screams that escaped my mouth. I tried to kick around, but I was whisked away by a large man carrying me carefully into the ship.

The crowd was too focused on the fight to see me. The man ran deep into the ship making his way towards the living quarters. Taking me quickly into a room beside the mess hall. Once we made it inside he threw me on the ground. A sharp pain shot through my leg when I landed on it. Immediately I looked around the room to see Bellamy up to the wall. His cries were muffled by a cloth placed in his mouth to gag him.

Around the room stood Bishop, two men, and two women. Bishop's face was covered in bruises and blood. Once his eyes met mine he revealed a large smile on his face. I tried to stand up, but I was immediately kicked down by one of the women. Her foot hitting me right on my side. I laid back winded by the hard blow.

"We meet again, beautiful." He winked at me, crouching down towards me. Bellamy began kicking and waving his arms around. His screams muffled. Bishop turned his towards Bellamy. Bellamy tilted his head to the side, hopelessness taking over his eyes. Bishop cupped my face by my jaw. "Now, now Bellamy. You wouldn't want me to do anything to her that you can't handle."

As his face was still turned towards Bellamy I quickly scanned the people around the room. Taking this opportunity to attack. I threw all of my weight onto Bishop. My fists quickly meeting his face as he struggled to get me off him. I went as long as I could until I was torn off him by the two women. They held me up, my legs dangling beneath me. These women were tall, strong, and completely built. Unlike any of us. Maybe we underestimated them.

Bishop wiped away some of the blood dripping from his mouth. His smile growing wider than before. Bellamy was pushed up against the wall, now quiet. The other two men holding his shoulder back. Bishop leaned forward holding my chin between his index finger and thumb. His thumb running along the bottom of my mouth. "You know I love it when you get feisty."

I used my dangling leg to kick him in the groin, his body immediately flying forward as he fell to clutch himself. When he looked up at me I shot some spit at his face. "You wanted the commander of death? You've got her!" The women carried me back towards a chair in the corner of the room. They tied my hands and leg down to the chair, I tried to resist but they were stronger than I was.

Once Bishop regained his strength he stood up, quickly walking towards me. He took the back of his hand and slapped me the sound of his hand against my cheek echoing throughout the room. This was his plan all along. To challenge Octavia so that he could take us. "Take him down, boys. On his knees."

The other two men silently took Bellamy off the wall. Pushing him onto his knees. His hands still chained, and his feet still tied together. Bishop quickly grabbed my hand, taking in the ring on my finger. His head quickly shooting to look at Bellamy. His eyes wide, and his mouth slightly open once he figured out what he was looking at. "Mr. and Mrs. Blake, is it?" The smile on his face grew more ominous. "Now let's have some fun."

Bellamy held himself up on his knees. I could see the fear taking over his face, the powerlessness that came with being in his position. And the look on his face was ripping my insides apart. I tried to swallow the lump growing in my throat, but it was hopeless. There was no saving us anymore. We were helpless and we knew it. No one would even notice us being gone. And if they did, the last place they'd look is a random person's living quarters.