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Chapter 7:
She kneeled on the ground and watched as the ship hurtled towards the Earth. Her hands were shaking with anger, and once the ship was out of sight, Clarke stormed off. Blinded by fury, she ended up at her best friend's house to talk, only to realize with a pang that he was gone. She knocked anyways, and the door was answered by Aurora.
"They're fine." Clarke said simply, eyes brimming with tears.
Aurora invited her inside, sitting down on the couch. "Why aren't you with them?" She questioned curiously, though relief was clear upon her face.
"My mother took me off of the Ark." She replied, keeping her voice devoid of emotion.
Aurora got up, made some tea, and sat with her in silent company for a while.
Clarke fought back tears and wondered what to do. She sipped at the tea and thought about her friends. She wondered what they were doing and hoped that they would be okay. She considered what each of them would do in her position, starting with Murphy and finishing with Bellamy. She dwelled upon him for a moment, on what he would say to her, before she felt certain on what to do.
"If I had a chance to do the right thing, but it could cost me life, should I still do it?" She asked softly, looking up at the other woman.
Aurora sighed. "That is not my decision to make, but yes, I believe you should."
Clarke nodded. "Thank you." She stood up. "For everything." She left and went home, determined. Opening the door, she saw her mother and a small hiss of air slipped through her lips.
"Clarke, I-"
"No. I'm not talking to you, or being around you at all." She retorted coldly, walking into her room.
Abby followed and stood in the doorway. "I just wanted to protect you and keep you safe, that's all. You didn't need to take the risk of dying, not like that."
Clarke sat there fuming, and contemplated if she should conceal her knowledge before she decided against it. She had already revealed too much, what was a little more?
Clarke began to speak in a cold, quiet tone. "Go check the wristbands, right now. When you see them, there will be two dead, but not from radiation. They will have died from the crash. The rest will be alive and happy, running around and enjoying the sunlight, the trees, the wind, the creatures there. In a few hours, one will be injured by the name of Jasper, he'll get speared by Grounders, the people that live there." Clarke took a breath, before continuing. "Also, they'll land on the wrong mountain. Because the right mountain has people in it that will destroy my people. When you get back, you'll be shocked, because I will be right and you won't know what to say. So just go."
Abby's eyes widened but she listened, and while she was gone, Clarke waited, devising a plan of her own. When Abby returned, she nodded.
"You were right. I don't know how, but you were right Clarke." With that she left the room, and Clarke began to scribble down ideas until she fell asleep.
The next morning, after Abby left, Clarke searched for the book of addresses. She wrote down the homes of three mechanics and left, searching for them. She found the first one, supposedly the best, and knocked on their door.
The door was cracked, and Clarke stepped inside, nodding to the scared looking middle aged man. She leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"Listen to me, and listen closely, because I'm only going to say this once. If you report me, I'll deny it, and it's your word against mine." She started softly. "I can get you anything you want, drugs, food, alcohol, clothes, jewelry, anything, on one condition. That you fix something for me. You in?"
The man nodded in agreement.
"Follow me." She walked towards her destination, taking the less known routes until she reached a ladder. She went down, and he followed until they reached an escape pod, the very same pod that Raven used. She remembered the directions from one of Raven's stories and was thankful that it was still here.
"Fix this, get it ready to take off in ten days." She commanded.
The mechanic nodded, staying silent.
"I'll pay for the parts, you just fix the ship. Also, what would you like in return? I'll give it to you when it's fixed."
"I want ten vials of morphine." He replied, staring at her calmly.
She nodded. "Just fix this, and be discreet about it. Don't let anyone find you, and keep it a secret, because if you don't, I sure as hell won't be giving you a reward."
She left him with that thought, and managed to sneak back home without anybody noticing. Knowing that Abby would be home soon, she decided to draw in her sketch pad. She started to draw the dropship, and nce she finished, stenciled in the trees, the ground, and the sky in. Abby was late when she finished, so she decided to draw her friends, starting with Lincoln with his arm around Octavia.
Abby walked in just as she finished the picture, and Clarke closed the sketchbook, ignoring her mother and eating before going to sleep.
The following day she managed to find the video camera, her father's previous video, and a way to broadcast the video across the Ark. When her mother arrived home, she appeared to be somewhat innocent, drawing Murphy being held hostage by a masked Grounder without her mother's knowledge.
The next eight days went on like this, until it was time. Clarke went down to her finished ship, slipped her mechanic the morphine she had stolen, and told him to stay in his house for the day.
She then went through the risky part, submitting her video throughout the Ark. The video consisted of both Jake speaking and a previous shot of her speaking. While Jake made the motivational speech, Clarke told them what was happening, and what would happen if they didn't do something now. After releasing the video, Clarke sprinted to her ship, put on the space suit, and prepared to take off. After checking everything, she pressed a few buttons and shot off towards Earth.
Meanwhile, on the Ark, chaos ensued. There was a rush to capture the girl who committed treason, and then a scramble to arrest the one who helped her leave the Ark.
On the small shuttle, Clarke flew towards the Earth. The ship began to heat up, and loud alarms followed, blaring warnings of heat, pressure, and potential explosion. She passed out just as it slammed into the Earth, flying through trees and landing in the snow.
She laid there for hours, unconcious and unaware that she was even alive. She eventually woke up to a tapping on the window of her shuttle, and opened her eyes with a smile, assuming that it was someone she wanted to see. Her face fell and fear sparked in her eyes when she saw who it was.
Peering in upon her, a masked face was waiting.
A Grounder was waiting, deadly weapon in hand, to kill her.
Sorry, the chapter is kind of short.
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