I finally found Bellamy and he was still running around trying to get away from something I could not see. He looked scared and I started to walk towards him but he fell over before I even touched him. He was crawling on his back trying to get away from whatever I did not know.

He turned in my direction and sat up on his knees.

"Please kill me. Kill me!" He yelled.

He started to look at his hands like he was holding something in them.

"I deserve it. Please." He begged.

I did not have to be asked again.

I punched him in the face sending him flying back into the ground.

"I can't fight anymore." Bellamy yelled.

So I kicked him in the ribs.

"What am I supposed to do?" He asked.

He really has lost it.

He was resting on his hands and knees so I kicked his hand out from under him forcing him to fall to the ground.

I kicked him again. Then I punched him in the face. He sat up and looked away from me so I punched him one more time and then cocked my gun. I had it with him. With this entire situation. I was ending this now Dahlia was not coming.

He looked up at me from the ground and seemed surprised I was there as if I had not just been kicked his ass.

"Nothing personal." I said to him as I pulled the trigger.

A loud click rang out but nothing happened. It did not work. He responded by raising his empty hand to me like he was holding a fake gun. He looked truly confused.

"Put it down, Dax." Someone said from behind me.

I turned around to see Clarke standing there with a gun raised at me.

"Should have stayed down there, Clarke. I tried not to kill you but here you are, and Shumway said no witnesses." I told her.

"What is he talking about?" Clarke asked Bellamy.

"Shumway set it up." Bellamy said. "He gave me the gun to shoot the Chancellor."

"Walk away now and I won't kill you." I told Clarke giving her one last warning.

"Put it down." She told me firmly.

"Your choice." I told her.

She pulled the trigger, click just like mine. Nothing happened.

I did not waste any time she was willing to kill me so to hell with her. I shot at her and she ran and hid behind a tree.

"No!" I heard Bellamy call out from behind me.

I turned around to look at him but was instantly speared to the ground. I dropped the gun and now Bellamy was on top of me. He punched me in the face and I responded by elbowing him in the face he went flying I was a lot stronger then him.

I quickly got on top of him and hit him again. I reached for the gun. So did he. I punched him again. I grabbed the gun but so did he was wrestled over it until I got it and hit him in the face with the end of the gun.

I pushed the gun down on his neck cutting off his air supply. He was chocking, I was going to win.

"Get the hell off him!" Clarke yelled a she tried to come at me from behind. I turned around and hit her in the gut with the gun sending her flying back gasping for breath.

I don't know what happened but I was overwhelmed with pain. The only thing I could think, or feel was of the pain. The uncontrollable pain in my neck. I let go of Bellamy and staggered back. I was trying to stand but I could not. My body would not respond the way I wanted it to. I fell to the ground and was consumed by darkness.