"Listen, no machinery."
All was quiet on the spacecraft as everyone stilled. There was no machinery, no buzzing. Nothing.
We had landed.
I let out a deep breath before I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up from my sitting position. I stretched my body as I watched the 99 other crowd around the entrance to the ship.
I frowned as a commotion was heard from the front. "Just back it up guys." A boy yelled out to everyone, trying to maintain the crowd before the doors opened.
"Stop! The air could be toxic." Clarke pushed her way to the front. I followed behind her path through the crowd until I found myself on the side. I watched as Clarke faced off a dark haired boy.
"If the air's toxic, we're all dead anyways." The boy retorted to Clarke.
"Bellamy?" A soft voice asked. Everyone hushed, waiting. The boy turned around and spotted the girl, a look of relief on his face. She pushed her way through the crowd to get closer.
"That's the girl who hid under the floor." Someone whispered near me and I bit my lip.
"My god... look how big you are." The boy, Bellamy said with a small smile. She threw her arms around him with a relieved sigh.
The girl pulled away from the hug to look the boy over. "What the hell are you wearing? A guards uniform?"
"I borrowed it... to get on the drop ship. Someone's got to keep an eye on you." She hugged him again and Bellamy looked up as Clarke disturbed the moment.
"Where's your wristband?" Clarke asked him, her eyes and everyone's around looked at his wrist..
The dark-haired girl stepped in front of the boy, a scowl on her face as she looked at Clarke. "Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year."
"No one has a brother." Someone shouted out.
"That's Octavia Blake– the girl they found hidden underneath the floor!" Octavia tried throwing herself at the people who were talking about her.
"Octavia! Oct- No!" She stopped struggling yet continued to glare at the others. "Let's get them something else to remember you by."
"Yeah like what?" I shifted on my feet at the two, feeling uncomfortable at the reunion happening in front of me.
"Being the first person on the ground in 100 years." The two smiled as he pulled the hatch that opened the door. Bright light hit us all as the door fell open and I blinked, trying to let my eyes adjust to the lightening.
It was beautiful.
Octavia landed on the ground after taking a huge breath. "We're back bitches!"
––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––
After exploring the area nearby the rest of the 100, I returned to see Clarke and Wells talking on the side.
I stepped closer but faltered as a boy I haven't seen step towards Clarke, a shit-eating grin on his face.
"Cool, a map. Can I have a bar in this town? I'd buy you a beer." My eyes rolled at the cheesy pickup line he had used and winced as Wells stepped up into his face.
"Do you mind?" Wells asked, slightly rude.
"Woah–– hey hey, hands off of him, he's with us." Murphy appeared out of no where. I let out a small gasp as I saw him. He looked the same, pale, hair slicked back with a slight smirk on his face. I hadn't seen him for months, yet he still managed to make me feel nervous, scared. What was he doing here? I bit my lip, hopefully he got caught for his drug deals.
"Relax, we're just trying to find out where we are." Wells told John, his hands held up in surrender.
"We're on the ground, isn't that good enough for you?" I whirled around to see the siblings, Bellamy and Octavia watching the interaction. Bellamy had been the one to speak.
Wells took a deep breath. "We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my fathers message. That needs to be our first priority."
"Screw your father." Octavia spat. "What?" Octavia looked at the other boy. "You think you're in charge here? You… and your little Princess?"
"Do you think we care who's in charge? We need to get to Mount Weather! Not because the Chancellor said so but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this'll be. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a 20-mile trek, ok? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave now." Clarke declared, looking at everyone who surrounded her.
"I got a better idea. You two go, find it for us." Bellamy announced. "Let the privileged do the hard work for a change."
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
Everyone agreed with Bellamy. Why did they get to act like they were in charge? They could go do what they wanted. We can do whatever we wanted. But why did Bellamy have to be the voice of reason?
"You're not listening. We all need to go." Wells admitted, as if everyone would hear his protests.
"Look at this, everybody, the Chancellor of Earth." Bellamy mocked him.
"Think that's funny?" Wells asked.
Suddenly, John kicked him in the knee, ouch. "Uh!" The crowd grew around the fight, waiting in anticipation to see who would win.
"Wells!" Clarke yelped as he fell to the ground. Two boys held her back as a fight began to brew.
"Yeah, come on." Someone shouted.
"Get him!"
"No, but that was." John smirked down at the defenseless Wells, referring to what John had thought was funny. Wells stood up and John nodded. "All right." The two prepared to fight. John faked a punch and grinned at the nervous boy. John ushered Wells to throw a punch.
Spacewalker landed in-between the two, getting groans as the fight ended.
"Kid's got one leg." Finn told Murphy. "How about you wait until it's a fair fight?"
"Hey, spacewalker, rescue me next." Finn smiled as Octavia walked up to him, a flirty smile on her face. Murphy grabbed his friends and dragged them away as others slowly pulled away from the circle.
I saw Bellamy give Octavia a stern look. "What? He's cute."
"He's a criminal." Bellamy told her harshly.
"They're all criminals."
"Look, O. I came down here to protect you."
"I don't need protecting. I have been locked up one way or another all my life. I am done following orders." She paused. "I need to have fun, Bell. I need to just do something crazy just because I can, and no one, including you, is gonna stop me."
"I can't stay with them, O."
"Now what are you talking about?"
"I did something, ok, to get on the drop ship, something that they will kill me for when they come down. I can't say what it is just yet, but you have to trust me. You do still trust me, don't you?
"Yeah."
I watched the interaction of the siblings from my resting position against the tree. Octavia walked away from her brother, noticing Clarke and Finn talking. Bellamy's eyes flew to me from where I watched the interaction, and he froze as I looked him over. I pushed myself off the tree, following his sister towards the small group, looking behind me to see him catch up.
I stood next to Octavia as I learned the new plan: Go to Mount Weather and find the supplies we needed to survive.
"Make that 5," Octavia pitched in, smirking at Finn.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" Bellamy asked his sister as he closed into the group.
"Going for a walk." Octavia replied vaguely.
Bellamy opened his mouth to speak, but Clarke interrupted him. "Hey, were you trying to take this off?"
"Yeah?" Finn answered her. "So?"
"So this wristband transmits your vital signs to The Ark. Take it off, and they'll think you're dead." Clarke told the group.
"Should I care?" Finn asked her.
"Well, I don't know. Do you want the people you love to think you're dead? Do you want them to follow you down here in two months? Because they won't if they think we're dying." The group was quiet as the new information sunk in. "Okay, now let's go."
I stood besides Octavia, who looked to her brother for permission. He rolled his eyes, "go on."
I was about to start walking with her when a hand attached to my wrist. I looked back at Bellamy who's hand grasped mine.
"No, not you."
