We will survive Chapter 5- Roan
Roan sat on the cold floor with a bullet to his shoulder. The wound wasn't too bad. The bullet had gone clean through. He had lost a good amount of blood and it made him felt weak. He needed to cauterize the wound, but wasn't in any position to do anything because he was chained in a cell. He sat there wondering if this was his death sentence, to die alone here.
Clarke's plan had failed. She was probably chipped or dead along with her friends in the tunnel, who were supposed to be their back up. He thought it odd; how all of a sudden every guard suddenly walked away, as if on some strange mission. Clarke and Bellamy were right, the chipped people all acted like one person. No one had to be given orders, but they all seemed to know what the other was thinking.
Were they going to come back and try to force the chip into him? He didn't know, but he did know if that was the case, then he was a dead man, because nothing would force him to do it.
He wondered if Ontari was in charge, or the Skaikru leader who had shot him.
When he finally heard the outside door open, the ones that came inside had a different feel. He knew immediately they were not under the influence of the chip. The men that came in were some of the same ones that brought him here. They were Ice Nation, and their loyalties were to their King.
"Please forgive us King Roan," said the lead man as he bowed before Roan. They unchained him and remained on their knees as he arose. He felt shaky, but didn't let it show.
"What's happening in the city?" he asked them in his gruff voice
"Sir, were not sure. We were in a place, and then we were here. We don't understand it," said the Azgeda warrior.
"Where's Ontari?" Roan asked.
"She's dead," the man said. "Roan knew that meant he wouldn't have the Ice Nation commander he had wanted.
As the warriors filled Roan in on what had taken place, he treated his wound and cleaned up.
"We need to find our people," he said
"Most of the ones in the city are gathered," said the warrior.
"Then take me to them," Roan said.
As they walked out among the people, Roan allowed one man to walk next to him. The other five fell in behind them. The Grounder alongside Roan led the King towards the city courtyard, where a crowd had gathered before he fell in step behind the King with the others. . Many but not all were Azgeda .
Roan walked along the blood pooled street. Barbed wire, sheet metal and rusty chain linked fencing lined the street. Roan noticed; what once was a vender rich trading market was now lined with ugliness and lost people. His presence was seen as victory for Azgeda. His people met their king with cheers while others looked on still lost and unsure of where to go or what to do.
Roan entered the courtyard and Echo emerged from the crowd. She came forward and knelt slightly. "We've captured one of the Skaikru who brought this death down upon us, king Roan," she said as she motioned towards Bellamy; still tied to the fence, his back ripped apart and bleeding.
Bellamy had regained consciousness and clutched the fence, leaning his weight against it. His breathing had quickened and beads of sweat popped across his brow. His body was shaking and weak.
Roan knew immediately it was Bellamy. His hair was an instant giveaway. Roan looked around at the people staring and then he walked up to him and turned his head towards Bellamy's.
Bellamy sensed him there and opened his eyes to see Roan glaring at him.
At the sight of Roan, Bellamy clenched his teeth and his face flashed in anger. He began to struggle and fight against his restraints. Every movement sent searing pain across his back.
Echo leaned into Roans ear. "With Bellamy as our prisoner, Wanheda will come. Her death by your hands will give you the power to rule everyone," Echo whispered.
"Take him down," Roan said.
"We need Wanheda to know we have him," Echo said.
"If we have him, Wanheda knows it," Roan said "Take him down. He's no use to us dead."
Two Azgeda guards untied him and Bellamy tried to struggle against them, but he was too weak, his body wouldn't cooperate. Finally one of the men struck him on the side of his jaw and he collapsed in a heap.
Roan looked at him lying there and then to Echo. "Was this your idea?" he asked.
"Wanheda needs to know we mean business," she said.
Roan looked at her with venom "You have no idea what you've done. If he dies, you and I are going to have a problem," he spewed under his breath so only the two of them could hear.
"Clean him up, I'll be along soon," he said
The Azgeda guards lifted Bellamy's limp body and carried him into the building they had held him in earlier.
Roan looked at the people gathered; looking to see if he spotted Clarke or any of the others in the crowd. He didn't know who survived, or how the AI was defeated, but maybe Bellamy could tell him.
He woke to searing pain in his back, but he pushed it away and tried to stand. He had seen Roan while he was on the fence