Bellamy POV:
That girl was crazy. First, she some how knew my name, Clarke's name, and then she said she saw Charlotte's parents die. That girl was crazy, loco, and…
"She's one of us!" Clarke yelled, running out of the drop ship.
"What?" I asked as she came running at me.
"That's how she knew so much about us. The Ark sent her five years ago."
"What?" I asked again. My eyes wandered to the Drop Ship. The girl walked out and I understood what Clarke was talking about. Without the dirt and mud on her face, she was okay looking. The girl actually looked a lot like Marcus Kane.
"Hey!" Clarke called to the girl. "What's your name?"
The girl smiled. "You can call me L"
"As in Ella?" I asked.
She laughed. "No. As in the letter L."
"What? You don't want us to know your name?" I asked her, smirking.
"I have many names. The only one you need to know is L."
L looked at our food storage. "You don't have that much food."
"We don't know what's poison and what's not," Clarke replied.
"Do you need help getting food?" L asked.
"Well, I guess," Clarke shrugged.
"How many people do you have?" L asked me.
"98. We've lost four," I answered. Suddenly, I realized that this girl could just be fooling us. She could just report this information to the leaders of the Grounders.
"I can give you enough food for a year," L said. "I'll need a team of seven to carry it all. Lincoln and I, plus five of you."
"How do we know you aren't just going to have your people slaughter us?" I asked.
L walked over me and smiled. "You don't. You'll just have to trust me."
I liked this girl. She was quick and perceptive. "Okay. Who you want?" I asked.
"Clarke Griffin, Finn Collins, Wells Jaha, Octavia Blake, and you, Bellamy Blake."
"When do we leave?" Clarke asked.
L smiled. "How about now?"
Lena POV
Lincoln was waiting for us outside the camp's gate. As soon as he saw me, he jumped up. "Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?"
"No, Lincoln. I'm fine. They helped me. Look, I'm okay," I replied.
"Where are we going?" Lincoln asked.
"My ship."
Lincoln stared at me like I was crazy. "What?"
"We're getting them food."
That made Lincoln go nuts. "Howcay ya gavo foodeste? Anya wole kolesta!" What he said was, "How could you give them food? Anya will kill you!"
"Anya woldest kolesta! Shka nedo mehe!" I replied, saying, "Anya won't kill me! She needs me!"
Lincoln growled at me, but he started on the path to my ship.
"What did he just say?" Wells asked.
"Nothing. It's not important," I replied.
I fooled everyone, but I could tell I didn't fool Bellamy.
"So, how much weight are we talking about here?" Finn asked.
"Lincoln can take one fourth, I can take one fourth, and the rest can be divided up by you," I answered.
"How far is this place?" Octavia asked.
"Do you want them to shoot you?" Lincoln yelled from the front of the group.
"Who?" Bellamy asked, taking out his gun.
I put my hand on his. "We won't need that." Bellamy seemed resistant, but he put his gun back.
Lincoln locked his eyes with mine. I nodded and ran over to the closest tree. "Dona shitaco theta! Theta rarae wista uoso!" I said, "Don't shoot them! They are with us!"
Just then, I heard the sound of a horse about a mile away. My ears tuned into the sound. Lincoln's expression turned dark when he saw me focusing.
"You might want to hide," Lincoln called to the group.
"Shka hera!" I yelled. Suddenly, two Grounders jumped down from the tree I had been yelling at.
"Anya?" one of them asked.
"Yes," I replied.
A horse neighed and reared behind me. I spun around to see Anya with bow drawn, pointed at me.