One by one the shattered teenagers fell to the forest floor as they gazed in horror at the blazes burning in the distance. Helpless to terrified as they watched their home, the only life they had ever known burn. The grief for their loved ones striking them hard through their young hearts. Finn stumbled backwards as if the vision had literally pushed him away. Even Wells couldn't maintain his composure as the weight of the blaze seared through him.
The Ark was gone.
His father was dead.
They were alone.
Minutes….hours…seconds…passed…their inability to comprehend the gravity of what had happened rendurded them unable to calculate the time that had passed. The sound of metal bouncing over the ground caught only Clarkes attention. Panic coarsed through her veins as she watched the familiar red smoke escape the canisters around them. She tried not to breath. Tried to warn the others, but her efforts were useless against the thick chemicals that engulfed the air around her. Each of them fell to the ground.
Clarke awoke in the eerily familiar white decontaimination room of Mount Weather. This time she wasn't alone. Finn shared the room with her. There were more survivors this time. Mount Weather did not have the ability to house them all seperatly. She rushed to Finn's sleeping body.
"Finn" she shook him
"Finn!" she called more frantic this time. Finn's eyes opened slowly, squinting as they adjusted to the bright light of the room.
"What happened?" he asked groggily.
Clarke considered telling him that Mount Weather was responsible for crashing the Ark and the Exodus ship, but decided against it. She knew if she was going to save the hundred that she couldn't have them waging war on Mount Weather. She was determined to not repeat that massacre. She needed to get to them out of here. Escape, and go to the sea where Lincoln had once told her there were people there that would help.
"We're inside Mount Weather" she informed him
"Mount Weather?" he questioned as he sat upright, "as in the people that-" Clarke's hand shot over Finn's mouth before he could finish his sentence. She used her eyes to motion to the camera behind her, Finn caught on.
"Where's everyone else?" he asked dropping off the bed and onto his feet.
"I don't know" she said then moved to the door to peer out the circular window. She was surprised to find figures moving quickly through the door opposite hers. The one she had once seen Monty through. Only this time, it wasn't Monty….it was. She continued to watch, trying to figure out what was casusing the commotion…then she understood.
It was Bellamy….and Wells….fighting.
She pounded on her door, screaming at them to stop. She knew that leaving them trapped in a room together, fighting, would lead to one of them killing the other. She repeated her actions as before, breaking the tiny window and escaping with a bloodied arm. Finn shouted at her to stop, but it was already done. She flew across the hall and swung their door open. She stormed into the room, shouting at both men.
"Bellamy!"
"Wells!"
They paid her no mind as they continued their battle with each other. Clarke finally stepped in and grabbed a hold of Wells arm, he jerked away from her. She snatched his arm back, being forcefully swung along with it as he threw another punch at Bellamy. Clarke stumbled, and Bellamy caught steadied her as her back slammed into his chest. He grabbed her arm and held it up.
"What happened?" he demanded as he stared at the blood oozing down her arm.
"Let go of her!" Wells demanded, grabbing Clarkes arm and holding it in front of her so he could examine it. "who did this to you?" he demanded
"She did it to herself trying to stop you two from fighting" Finn answered from the doorway.
Wells glared at him.
"Wells, we need to get out of here" she said, pulling her arm out of his grasp. "We can't fight each other"
"I'm not going anywhere with him" he glared at Bellamy "He caused this! He did this! If my father hadn't been weakened by the bullet that he put in him, then he would have brought the Ark down safetly"
"Wells, he didn't do this" Clarke told him, her hands on his biceps holding him back.
"The Ark is gone" she said bluntly "Our parents are dead" she took a deep breath "None of that can be blamed on one person. Especially not Bellamy. We need him to get out of here. To survive"
Her eyes pleaded with his, but Wells was to consumed with his hatred. Too much had happened, too much to comprehend intellectually, so he was left with primal instincts. That and the need to blame someone. Blaming Bellamy somehow rationalized the great injucdised of the massacre of trh Ark in Wells mind.
He lunged once again at Bellamy, knocking Clarke out of his way. She tumbled to the ground, hitting her head against the wall as she fell. Finn dropped by her side, scooping her into his arms. Bellamy had tripped over a fallen table giving Wells the leg up on him. Bellamy lay flat on his back while Well straddled his hips and rained punched on him. Bellamy struggled to move him. Suddenly the room filled with gaurds in Hazmat suits.
"Stand down!" one ordered as they aimed their weapons on Wells. Wells, however, showed no signs of stopping. His rage was the only thing driving him. Bellamy stopped struggling beneath him, for fear of what the gaurds may do.
"Stand down!" the guard barked out again
Wells couldn't hear him though. The only sound Wells heard was the haunting crashing of the Ark as it plummeted into the Earth. The guard shot Wells, leaving him to crumple to the floor beside Bellamy.
"No!" Clarke cried and tried to rush to Wells but Finns strong arms held her back. Finn's arms circled around her waist as he stood behind her. His grip firmly holding her in place.
Bellamy lay dumbstruck on the floor as Wells blood seeped out of him and he lay lifeless beside him. Bellamy's eyes were wide as he took in the scene. He did his best not to move, trying to refrain from giving the guard cause to shoot him too. Two gaurds grabbed Wells arms and dragged him from the room. Clarke's cries echoed off the walls through the hallway as they took him away. She crumbled in Finn's arms, and he held her weight as her knees buckled beneath her. The gaurds filied out ot the rromm then locked the door behind them.
Bellamy was frozen on the floor, still taking in what had just happened. Finn dropped to the floor with Clarke, cradling her in his arms as he tried to comfort her. One haunting thought circled through Clarke's head
I couldn't save him...again
