Minho is sitting on the outskirts of the camp carving a spear, watching everyone. He can see the kids, because that's what they are kids who have made mistakes, buzzing because they get to talk to their family. Minho is infuriated at the Ark, first they set the expiration date of every kid down here at age 18, then they send them down to die earlier then expected, and now they are congratulating them, but Minho knows the Ark will be just as oppressive, if not more so, when they come down.

On top of that Minho hasn't talked to Bellamy since he told him off last night, he was uneasy that the verdict may be banishment, but after watching Bellamy pace the camp like a caged animal he thinks Bellamy has forgotten about him and is worried about his attempt to murder Chancellor Jaha.

Newt flops down next to Minho and leans his head against the wall, Minho watches him out of the corner of his eye but doesn't acknowledge him. Newt rolls his head so his blue eyes are staring holes into Minho's profile, when Minho still ignores him Newt grabs the crude spear out of his hands and says, "What's you problem shuckface? We did it, and there are no repercussions."

Minho grabs his spear back and sticks his tongue out, Newt rolls his eyes, "How mature."

Minho shrugs, "Dude we are just a bunch of kids, but the Ark doesn't seem to realize that."

"Oh they will when they come down here, those idiotic politicians will forget about who was surviving down here and they will implement their stupid rules that haven't been working for the past century because they have their heads so far up their arses." Newt rants.

Minho nods his head in agreement, "We should leave."

Newt quirks an eyebrow, "Unless you know about this fully stocked bunker that you've been keeping from us, I think that would be sudden death."

Minho turns his body to face Newt and says. "No think about it, we just need to get to Mt. Weather, when the Ark comes down it will be like a fully stocked bunker so no one will bother to go to Mt. Weather. That should give us time to set down roots and figure out a way to survive. We could also befriend the grounders somehow, or even ask to join them. If he was nice, then others probably are too."

"You're a dreamer Minho, I'll give you that, but our only way to survive is to stay here. Plus what about my mum? And your parents? And Thomas's family and girlfriend? Are we just supposed to leave them behind? Or wait and take them with us, but what if they don't want to go?"

Minho sighs and rubs a hand through his black hair, "Newt my family's dead. My dad's parents started a mini revolution when he was a child, they were floated and he was left an orphan. It left rage in him, and he is stubborn,"

"That's where you get it." Newt interjects.

Minho just ignores his interruption and continues, "and loyal, he probably did something stupid after I got arrested, and now he's among the stars."

"How do you know that?" Newt asks.

Minho looks away, "My dad was always a reserved man, but when he was drunk he was passionate about his hatred for the Ark. I remember him getting violent one night with someone who disagreed; he would have been floated if the guy wasn't his friend. My mom said his anger was because of his childhood and the only thing from letting his anger consume him was his family."

Newt shakes his head, "You can't be sure until you reach out for them, ask the Ark if you can get in contact with you parents."

"Have you contacted your mom?" Minho asks.

Newt shakes his head, "Not yet, my dad was a drunk, and when the Ark found him with illegal alcohol he was floated. I was arrested for drinking, I can't face her yet."

"She will forgive you. You are almost 18, she probably thought you were going to die. Contact her, she would want it. Plus it can't be worse then Thomas, he reached out for his parents and they just told him how much they love him and some other stuff, then he talked to Teresa and they got into some big argument." Minho reassures.

"That's reassuring. What did they argue about anyway?" Newt inquires.

Minho shrugs, "Teresa thinks the Ark is the 'best thing ever' and Thomas disagrees. Their call ended badly and now Thomas is sulking. Plus Octavia has been sneaking away to see the grounder, and Thomas is upset about that."

Newt laughs, "He's a love sick fool."

Minho grins back.

Line Break

Minho is helping Miller patch up the wall, even thought they both know it's useless because the grounders will kill them if they want to regardless of the obstacles. They are working in companionable silence, Minho is glad there was no hard feelings between them after he let the grounder out, all Miller did was punch him in the arm and yell at him for being stupid before thanking him.

Miller takes a water break. "What's Bellamy and Clarke up to now?" Miller asks.

Minho turns around and sees Bellamy and Clarke packing day bags. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

Miller grabs Minho by the shoulder before he could walk off, "I don't think angering Bellamy anymore is going to help you."

Minho smiles in thanks, "At this point I don't really care, if they're leaving camp I want in. I'm getting restless."

Miller lets him go and says, "Just don't get yourself killed."

"I try my best." Minho says.

Miller just flips him off before getting back to work.

Minho walks over to them, ignoring Newt's quizzical looks, "Hey guys, what are you up to?"

They stop mid argument and stare at Minho, Clarke in shock, probably because she knows he betrayed Bellamy, and Bellamy just looks angry.

Clarke answers, "We are going out to get supplies."

Bellamy rolls his eyes when she says 'we'.

Minho steps in, "Clarke I think you will be more useful here, plus we can't lose our only medic. I'll go." Minho offers.

"But you guys wont recognize anything that could help us, like penicillin." Clarke counters.

Minho rolls his eyes, "I think I can find antibiotics, plus lets be honest, its been 100 years is any of this stuff still good? And if it's Band-Aids you want, I think we know what they look like. So basically you going on this outing would be useless, and possibly harmful to our society as a whole. Now go help your boy friend." Minho knows the last part as probably a low blow, but quiet frankly he doesn't care.

Clarke looks flabbergasted that he would talk to her like that, her mouth is hanging open and her eyes are wide. Minho assumes she's not use to being put in her place, even the delinquents have been kind to her since she fixes them.

Minho smirks, he got to knock Clarke down a peg and possibly gain some of Bellamy's respect back.

Minho grabs her day pack and says, "Thank you." He then walks out of the camp, even though he doesn't know where he's going.

He hears rather then sees Bellamy follow him into the woods.

"You're not going to kill me, right?" Minho asks.

He hears Bellamy stop, "No, what makes you think that?"

Minho shrugs as he turns around, "I helped the grounder escape." Minho states.

Bellamy runs a hand through his unruly curls, "That's the last thing on my mind."

"Your sister doesn't hate you. And Jaha deserved it." Minho says.

Bellamy doesn't look like he want's to talk about it, so Minho asks, "Where are we going anyway?"

"Take a left." Bellamy instructs, and Minho follows.

After two hours Bellamy leads them to a clearing, "Now we just have to find the access. Lets split up."

"No, I'm not going to let you leave me here to explain to Octavia I lost you." Minho says.

Bellamy looks confused, "What are you talking about?"

Minho looks at the older boy, "Do I look stupid? You have way more packed then Clarke," Minho waves the bag he stole from Clarke for emphasis, "And you are so eager to be out here by yourself."

"I'm not going to sit around waiting for the Ark to punish me." Bellamy says.

"I'm not saying you have to, just be smarter about it. Others may want to come, so let them. Now lets find that access door." Minho says.

Bellamy looks stunned but quickly brushes it off, "Alright."

Now it's Minho's turn to be shocked, Bellamy never gives up that easily. It takes them half an hour to find the opening, and another five for Bellamy to use his hatchet to get it open. Bellamy swings the door open and both boys turn away and begin coughing.

Minho waves the air out of his face with one hand, and uses the elbow of the other arm to shield his mouth. "That smells like klunk."

Bellamy had his back turned from the opening to catch his breath but he turns around and says, "What?"

Minho grins, "Sorry, my mom hated swearing so to avoid her wrath my friends and I came up with out some of our own words."

Bellamy smiles, "My mom hated when I swore in front of Octavia. She threatened to wash my mouth out with soap, but she never did because we never had enough."

Both boys get lost in reminiscing for awhile before quickly getting back to the task at hand.

Bellamy shakes his head, banishing his memories, "Lets get in and get out before it gets dark." Minho nods in agreement.

They make their way into the bunker and quickly find nothing, the foods either been raided or gone bad, all the medicine is missing, and the place is not livable so they can't even use it for shelter.

"Well this was a complete waste of time." Minho states.

Bellamy grunts in agreement, "Lets just check a few more rooms just encase."
Minho quirks an eyebrow, "What, you don't what to go back to camp?"

"What I don't want to hear is a 'I told you so' from Clarke, she would somehow blame this on me." Bellamy says.

Minho checks some crates while Bellamy looks through some barrles.

"I found some blankets." Minho announces.

"So? Blankets won't keep us full."Bellamy says.

Minho snorts, "Well some of us don't have furs and naked women to keep us warm."

Bellamy knocks over one of the barrels, and liquid spills over the floor.

"What the hell?" Minho asks.

Bellamy reaches down and pulls out a gun, "They kept guns in perfect condition, all we need to do is clean them and load them."

Minho takes Bellamy's word for it since he took combat training on the Ark. "Cool, but where's the ammo?" Minho asks.

Bellamy looks around, "I don't see any boxes, lets look around some more."

"One more question, how are we suppose to carry all of this? There has to be enough for everyone at camp to have one, with a few left over." Minho says.

Bellamy thinks for a moment, "After we find the ammo, we will eat and then empty our packs of whatever we don't need and fill it up with ammo. We can take all the guns we can carry, and tomorrow we will get the rest."

"Okay." Minho says.

They search the whole bunker and find ammo, some of it's in good condition but most of it was just shells.

"Can we use these?" Minho asks, as he goes through the boxes.

Bellamy nods, "If we can find gunpowder then yes."

Both boys empty their bags of everything besides their water, and then fill it with ammo.

Minho looks at his food, "Has anyone ever tried these before? How do we not know their poisonous."

"We don't." Bellamy says right before he pops one in his mouth.

Minho soon follows, it's not like he has much to lose. Once finished both boys finish they get ready to leave, it was all going fine until Bellamy drops his load and whispers, "Mom?" then Bellamy takes off, Minho would have followed if it he didn't see his dad.

Minho stops in his tracks, looking at the man before him, "It can't be." He says, he watches his dad open his mouth to say something, but all hears is a crack and soon the world goes black.

When Minho wakes up it's dark out, the only light comes from the moon. Minho sits up and rubs the back of his head, he feels a bump but there's no blood. He looks around and remembers what was happening before he left, Minho looks around but he doesn't see his dad. Minho sighs, he should have known. He begins to pick up the guns he and Bellamy dropped when a gunshot goes off. Minho drops everything and begins sprinting to the noise, he finds Bellamy standing over a body. When Minho gets closer he recognizes it as Dax, who was convicted of murder.

He looks up and sees Bellamy standing over the body with the gun hanging loosely by his side, Bellamy has the beginnings of a black eye and some cuts and blood across his face.

"That looks like one hell of a fight." Minho states.

Bellamy doesn't acknowledge him, he just stares at the body. When Bellamy does start talking, it's to himself, "Shumway must have sent him, he's trying to clean up loose ends."

Minho hesitantly touches Bellamy's arm, trying to bring him back to the present, once he makes contact Bellamy flinches away. "Lets head back." Bellamy says, his voice hoarse with the thick emotion he was suppressing.

Minho doesn't feel like it's his place to say something, so he just nods and leads the way back to the guns. The walk back to camp is long and filled with unsaid words, both boys afraid to let the storms raging inside of them out.

A/N I meant to update this last week but I totally forgot, I'm so sorry. Also my summer college classes are going to start soon, so updates will be even more sporadic then they already are.

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