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Life is sacred. I mean, you only get one chance in life and the only chance to try and live the life you have to the fullest before everything ends and you die. No second chances or do-overs. That is why life itself is a sacred and fragile thing that one needs to appreciate and enjoy while you still have the chance, otherwise you may only have regrets and bad memories left.
I have had my share of regrets and bad memories, heck I have a whole list over regrets that mainly involves my decisions and actions surrounding Mt. Weather incident. Seeing as I made my choices on that matter, there isn't much I can do to change the past. However if there is one thing I wish to do before I join the next life, the after life or whatever the hell people like me ends up, then I want to make sure the truth comes out and that I bring all the people involved with the massacre with me. Whether it's in a literal sense or not, I will take those people down if it is the last thing that I do.
Talking with Monty, while ignoring the obvious questions regarding Mt. Weather, her mother and even Bellamy and the baby, was pleasant in a forced and awkward way. Clarke wished nothing more that the tension between them would lift up and they both could relax in each other's presence. However after she mentioned the fact that her shooter were bound to come back, this time probably wouldn't miss the chance and would bring everyone who witness it along with her, Monty tried desperately to appear unfazed and normal about the whole thing even though he both showed and felt the exact opposite.
That's what you get for being blunt and not understanding regarding people's feelings. Clarke thought to herself, berating herself for being such a putz in the first place. But what was she supposed to do? Pretend that everything was okay and that there was no real threat out there beyond the hospital walls? Yeah, I can't do that. Not because I'm not good at pretending because I am, especially after you have pretended and lived in denial for three years, but because I need to think about Monty and everyone else's safety first. And if that means warning them about a potential and most likely threat then so be it.
She sighed heavily, closing her eyes before opening them again and gathered enough courage to stop Monty from continuing the awkward and pointless conversation any further. "Listen, about I said before about the shooter and how he would come after me and everyone else he deems as an obstacle or liability, I didn't say to make you feel weird or uncomfortable. I just…wanted you to know in case something were to happened while you are keeping a watch over me."
"I know that." Monty answered, moving his gaze away from her and turned it towards the floor. "It's just that…"
"You're scared." Clarke finished his sentence, understanding clearly the hesitation and fear her dear friend might be feeling right now. "I get it."
Monty chuckled. "Sometimes I doubt that. I mean you're like Wonder Woman. You are always strong and brave in any kind of situation you get stuck in, even now when you know someone is out there to kill you and now that everything you had worked to keep secret is coming to light."
I don't particular feel that I am strong or brave at the moment; heck I don't really feel strong or brave at all. I'm scared of everything, especially hurting the ones I love even though I'm the main reason behind their current hurt right now. She shrugged her shoulders, figuring that it was no use commenting or arguing about his comment and instead sat back and listened to the rest of his statement.
"Anyways, I guess I just worried about how this is all going to end. I mean I don't want you or anyone else to die, but the way you said things right now made it sound like you were about to throw caution to the wind and just face this regardless if you live or die in the end. And I hope, hell I wish and prays with all my heart that no matter what happens that you don't give up now."
She nodded her head silently. Hard thing to do when everything I touch crumbles into pieces. No matter how you look at it the mess I created can't be salvaged, no matter how much I wish they could. To be honest, I'm just tired of being sad, broken and to put it simple a monster. Maybe it is for everyone's best interest if I simply disappeared?
Clarke didn't get any more time to ponder those thoughts since Monty had used the time to retrieve his cellphone and to check for any calls or messaged and exclaimed out of a sudden how there was no reception in the room. In normal circumstances she wouldn't have taken much concern over something so trivial and irrelevant, but she knew this hospital and this town like the inside of her own pocket. It wouldn't make sense that the telecommunication system suddenly stopped working, those people who worked there was paid good money to make sure everything was up to date and if there was a problem then they would informed of this almost immediately, which is why she could only assume that this problem steamed from an outside source.
Immediately assuming the worst-case scenario, Clarke removed the IV drip that was attached to her left hand and she slipped out of the bed. Unfortunately after lying in bed for so long had made her legs feel like jelly, so she would have tripped on the floor had it not been for Monty grabbing her and maintaining her balance.
"What the hell are you trying to do, Clarke? Trying to get yourself killed?" Monty exclaimed, clearly disapproving her idea of leaving the bed earlier than what was expected. "You're still not well enough to be out of bed, let alone try and take a hike to wherever you thought you were going. You are going to reopen the wound, causing a lot of pain and strain on your body, so please go back to bed."
She shook her head, even though he was right and she could feel her body fighting and hitting her with pain that literally took her breath away, but she ignored it all for the sake of what she considered a more important issue at the moment. "No, I fear that we are going to get company very soon. It's the type of company that both you and I would prefer to avoid. Unless you wish for our remains to be scattered on the floor and up on these four walls that is?"
Based on the serious tone in her voice and the expression on her face, Monty grasped the concept of what she was trying to convey to him. The shooter close by, and was most likely jamming the cellphones to make sure that no one could call for the police or anyone else who could possibly stop from what was going to happen. Ultimately, they were in big trouble and they had limited with options of how to get out of this mess. What would be the best plan to escape a psycho killer without involving innocent bystanders and without getting killed in the process?
Whatever he expected to find behind Clarke's painting it was most certainly not a manila folder, filled with pictures and documents associated with Mt. Weather. Bellamy scattered the contents on the floor and divided them fairly between Lincoln, Octavia, Jasper, Miller and Raven so that they could get through it faster than it would normally have taken if he and Miller were alone to sort through everything.
So they sat there on the floor, reading in silence while slowly taking in the shocking information that they had had no idea had been going on back in Mt. Weather at the time. Sure, they all knew that the facility had been working on something top secret considering the fact no one in town knew what exactly they were working on and the fact that they literally chased off anyone who approached the facility, but nevertheless they never expected to learn that Mt. Weather worked on illegal experiments for what they considered the greater good, but the research and the experiments was mainly focused on humans, who ultimately lost their lives because of it.
"When Clarke mentioned human experiments, with the whole drawing them dry out of blood and possibly removing their bone marrow, I thought she was kidding despite what she and Dr. Harris said about it." Octavia said. "But now, after looking at the pictures and the close descriptions of the procedures, I have to admit that no matter how you look at it everything is just crazy."
Everyone agreed on her notion. And everyone was quick to ask Jasper if Maya, who had been an employee at the facility at the time had mentioned anything about this to him, which he confirmed that she hadn't and that this whole thing was news to him.
"The whole case started with mysterious disappearances, where all had last been seen around the facility area, but the trail went somehow cold," Bellamy said. "It was after her mystery client approached her and hired her to investigate on Mt. Weather. These papers are proof of what she found within the very core of the facility."
Miller was quick to point out the obvious, "Still how she got the information could be considered a crime. I mean she did steal sensitive and dangerous information."
"Yeah, but there had to be a reason to why she stole it and kept it hidden" Raven protested. "That's why we are here, right? To get to the bottom of this damn mystery? And hopefully to fix and possibly save Clarke from whatever threat that is after her, which is somehow linked to all of this."
Octavia snorted to her comment. "Yeah, sure, what could be so important to Clarke that she was willing to allow a massacre to occur? Hmm…let's see because she is a dishonest, distrusting and mean-spirited person who had us all fooled until we caught her in the act." Hearing those words coming from his sister in such a hurting and angry manner made Bellamy burn with anger himself. However he wasn't sure whether his anger was directed towards Clarke or Octavia at the moment, although the issues behind his anger steamed directly from both of them so it shouldn't come as a surprise that he was indeed angry with both of them, but he knew Octavia was being mean and unfair against Clarke and most certainly didn't hide her true feelings on the matter either.
Wait a minute…the last time Clarke and I talked to each other, she mentioned something about how it was possible for everyone to have known what kind of case she had been working and who were to exactly blame for what happened on Mt. Weather when she normally kept things shut and hidden. Clarke doesn't kiss and tell, no matter how much you try to convince her of otherwise, so why did this whole thing blow up so easily? Bellamy thought to himself as he continued to read the papers on the floor. Unless someone, possibly whoever is targeting Clarke and going out of their way to try to kill her, wanted everyone to blame her in order to keep a hidden agenda or some kind of conspiracy intact?
Then all of those tiny, unexplainable pieces started to fit together in his mind, those pieces that have been exposed in the open that he had not been able to connect together before, and finally reached the revelation to the possible core to the whole mystery itself. Oh my God…
However before he had a chance to speak and explain his revelation to the others in the room, Jasper seized the opportunity when he looked up from a smaller paper and said, "Guys…I know why Clarke never told us the truth."
Everyone turned to look at him, confused and overall curious over how he could know the answer to the question that they still haven't found any clues or evidence about. Feeling the pressure and most of the awkwardness, Jasper focused his attention back on the paper in his hand. "I found a letter addressed to me from Maya and the content of the letter involves everything about her, Clarke and Mt. Weather."
"How do you know it is authentic?" Raven asked. "I mean, anyone could have written that letter and said it was from Maya."
He shook his head. "No, it' her hand writing. I would know it everywhere."
Bellamy sighed heavily and found himself believing Jasper despite that he normally wouldn't given the circumstances, but after realizing for himself what was the truth there was no reason to judge or deny his words. "Okay, how about you start from the beginning?"
"This is a terrible idea."
If there was one thing that his group of friends shared in common it was that they all were either straight-forward or sarcastic whenever they were facing a danger or a problem face to face. Monty, however, responded in both manners to express his discomfort or disapproval and he most certainly didn't waste time voicing his opinion about Clarke's plan to evade their current predicament.
Clarke only rolled her eyes and continued doing what she was doing, which was to open the window in her hospital room. "This is the only way out. I don't want to go through the door and pull innocent bystanders in this mess. No one else deserves to die because of me, Monty."
"So you suggest to do the next best thing and get ourselves killed instead?"
She turned to glared at him and said fairly annoyed, "No, I suggest we get out of here, find a safer place to get help and then deal with this killer and the rest of this mess, okay?"
Still sounds like a weak and terrible plan. Too many what-ifs and uncertain surprises that can appear if we don't act alert or careful about this, and even though I said that she was a strong and brave person it didn't mean to encourage her to act reckless.
Nonetheless seeing as the only escape route, beside the door, was the window he begrudgingly agreed and began climb outside, first putting his feet on the ledge by the window and then slowly began to move carefully towards the fire escape on the third floor, meanwhile trying desperately to keep his gaze away from the ground and think disturbing thoughts of what would happen if he fell down from this particularly height.
Clarke was about to follow after him, but the hospital door opened behind her and she literally froze on the spot. Although he couldn't see much of what was going on he did stop in his escape, questioning whether he should stay or go, and didn't realize that while she was face to face with her sniper she was taken back by the identity from her sniper.
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Also I like to add that there are and will be grammar errors in this story, I had forgotten to mention before, and not a perfect writer and I don't have a Beta to fix it for me (which I have no intention on getting anyways), so if people have issues with that then you just have to live with it, okay? I write and release this mainly to entertain you guys as well release some of my creativity.
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Okay, another reviewer asked me some time ago how much longer this story is and I'm happy to tell you that I have recently finished writing the entire thing, which is 33 chapters in total. So I'm going to be releasing the last few chapter more rapidly, about two-three times a week. And as for other news I'm starting on another Bellarke story, so once this one is officially completed I'm hoping to be working on more chapters on it before I release for you guys to read it. Nonetheless stay tuned for more.
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