A fresh start Chapter 16 Lock up

"It's not right," Octavia fumed in Rollins's office "He's my brother and I have the right to see him," She demanded. "Clarke said they shock lashed him for nothing."

"You don't have any rights, as far as the prisoner is concerned. There was a disturbance in lock up, and our guards had every right to handle the situation, now… you've already been locked in your quarters. You've proven that you're too disruptive around him, so… if you continue with this tirade, Miss Blake we'll lock you back up. Or would you prefer your brother be disciplined for your behavior as well?" he threatened.

Octavia took a step back. "Is that a threat?' she asked her tone full of loathing. She couldn't believe the statement she just heard.

"No, miss Blake. It is a fact, if you keep this up, it'll be look at unfavorably at his trial." Rollins stated in an alarmingly eerie tone. Suddenly his demeanor changed as if he suddenly were shed of contempt. He smiled. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a case to prepare." He said in a dismissive tone.

Octavia backed out of the office. She went straight to Marcus's room, and banged the door with a balled fist.

"Octavia?' Marcus started "Is everything alright?' he asked when he saw the expression on her face.

Octavia brushed past him, turning the moment he was in the room. "No it's not okay," she smacked "Rollins all but threatened to hurt him, if I tried to see him," she said "We have to get him out of here," Octavia was anxious and Marcus could see it.

"Octavia, I've already talked to Clarke about this, the best thing is to just wait and go thru with the trial," he said

"But they'll kill him," Octavia said "You didn't see Rollins. H's out to get him,"

"We have a good case of self-defense. We have Abby's testimony, and by the condition he was in; I think we stand a good chance," Marcus said

"That's not good enough." Octavia said

"Octavia, if we break him out, all of us will be on the run, including Bellamy, they'll hunt him down and they won't stop. This is our best chance," Marcus said "Jaha wants Arkadia to appear not to be playing favorites,"

"But Rollins threatened him," Octavia said

"I've already arranged to make sure one of our people is on guard, and equipped with a radio, in case they run into any problems. That way no harm will come to him," Marcus said

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Marcus explained to Murphy, Miller, Harper and Monty that Bellamy needed one of his friends to keep watch. He didn't trust the new guards from the Albatross. They seemed to be holding a grudge against Bellamy. Murphy was looking forward to the break. Baby Oton was gassy and it made Emori moody. So he agreed to take first shift.

As Murphy sauntered into lock up, he felt like this would be a good step for him. He had started to gain more trust from Marcus inside the bunker over the years, mostly thanks to Abby. For some reason she held him in high regards. He wasn't sure why, but he was thankful all the same. He started pretty low on the totem pole in the guard, but would take whatever he could if it helped secure a place for him and his new family among his people. Plus he looked at Bellamy and the others as friends, something he struggled with in the past.

"They said we were getting an Arkadian guard," Alan sneered "They didn't say they were scraping the bottom of the barrel."

"Funny," Murphy said "They said you boys needed a baby sitter, apparently you don't know how to play nice," he said.

He walked up to the bars and called out,

"Hey Bellamy, you hanging in there?" he shouted.

Bellamy didn't move at first. He slowly tried to lift his head. His hand stretched out slightly.

Murphy grew concerned "Bellamy?" he called out. He quickly rushed to the other side of the cell to try and get a better look. "How long's he been like this?" he shouted to the guards.

"I'm fine Murphy," Bellamy uttered with ragged dry, almost inaudible voice. He slowly turned his head towards Murphy, his eyes squinted in pain. He tried to rise up on all fours, but raising his head caused him to heave, spewing bile from his stomach. It hurt him when he did, clutching at his ribcage, and moaning. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, shaking and weak. Blood partially dried on his forehead. Bellamy reached his hand to his forehead, touching the gash caused from the guards shock stick.

"Fine? You look like shit," Murphy said sarcastically. "Do I need to call medical?" Murphy asked him

"No," Bellamy struggled to answer. Each breath took effort. He finally pulled himself up to sitting; he struggled to keep his head up, as if fighting fatigue. Finally he collapsed back onto the floor.

Murphy rushed to the cell door. "Open it," he demanded "Open it now!"

"We don't take orders from Arkadians," Alan said

Murphy pulled out his walkie. "Kane, come in," then he pointed and yelled at the two guards, "Open the damn cell," He got back on the radio "Kane its Murphy we need medical in lock up. Do you read me?" he frantically talked into the radio.

"Kane was on the other end. "Murphy, what's happening?" Marcus radioed

"It's Bellamy, we need medical now," he repeated with urgency

"It's on its way," Marcus radioed back

Murphy holstered the radio and turned to the two guards. "Now open this door now, or do I call the chancellor," he demanded with authority "Look if he dies on your watch, then the ones going on trial will be the two of you," he warned them

The two guards looked at each other. Murphy's bravado caused them to second guess each other.

"Now open the damn door," he yelled again.

Alan sauntered up to the door. He took his time, unwilling to act as if Murphy intimidated him. "We aren't responsible if anything goes wrong, but just be warned, were not afraid to use the shock stick, hell we enjoy it," he bragged as he opened the door.

"You sure it's a good idea?" he partner asked

"He'll the prisoners chained," Alan said "He's not going anyplace,"

Murphy rushed inside, and the two guards shut the door, locking him in with Bellamy.

Murphy rushed to Bellamy's side. He felt his pulse, and tried to help him up. Bellamy snapped back awake. Murphy helped him towards the wall so he could lean his back against it. "Hey, I have medical coming," Murphy said "You hang in there."

Bellamy nodded his eyes closed, opening them hurt, everything hurt at the moment. He was holding his ribs, and the cut on his forehead began to bleed again from when he fell back down. He leaned his head back against the wall and slowly began to black out again.

"Hey, no, no, no, Bellamy stay with me," Murphy urged him to not fall back asleep.

Bellamy struggled to stay awake. Finally he looked up. "Murphy?' he asked realizing for the first time who was with him. "Did they lock you up too?" he asked, his words slurred. He was confused.

Murphy half smiled. "No for the first time, I'm on the right side of the bars," he joked and then he got serious "I'm here to keep an eye on you," he said "But I need you stay awake," he said.

"I called medical, they should be here soon," Murphy said

"Did you have the baby?" Bellamy asked, barely able to get the words out

"Yea, well Emori had the baby," Murphy smiled. "A boy…Oton," he said proudly

Bellamy smiled "that's good," he said through ragged breaths. "Congratuls…" he said but started to black out.

"Bellamy, Bellamy, wake up," Murphy kept saying and he shook Bellamy, who opened his eyes again and then squinted from his head ache. He splayed his palm flat across his forehead as if it would make the pain stop, but it didn't.

Marcus and Jackson rushed into lock up. "Let us in," Marcus ordered.

The guards opened the door.

Jackson and Marcus rushed to Bellamy's side. They could clearly see he was close to blacking out. Jackson looked at his pupils and at the gash that was bleeding from his head. "I just got here, and he was on the floor like this," Murphy said as he moved out of the way away.

Marcus looked at his head. Then he turned to the two guards. "What did you do, hold him down and beat him again?" he yelled. Marcus was furious. "You have him chains! He's behind bars, isn't that enough for you people?" He screamed, his face glowing red with anger.

"I need to get him to medical. He needs to be monitored around the clock," Jackson said

After arguing the case between Jaha and Rollins, They finally allowed Bellamy to be taken to Medical. He wasn't allowed visitors, he was chained and they kept 4 guards on him at all times. Because he was permitted to recover in medical, Clarke was able to stay with him. She was assisting Abby like she always did, and refused to leave his side.

Bellamy's injuries forced the trial to be delayed another week, giving Marcus time to prepare the case.

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Troy, Mack, George and Alan spent that extra week talking to friends and growing the story of the attack bigger and bigger. They drank at the bar and wove a web of lies and made up stories about the psychopath that butchered their friends in the night.

The people of the Albatross grew more concerned and frightened imagining the monster that was locked up inside the walls.

Monty and Harper, while on a break for drinks, heard the rumors passed throughout the cantina and couldn't believe the stories they were hearing.

"I heard he was stripping their flesh and hanging it to dry in his smokehouse, that he was going to dry the meat for his food. The only reason he didn't kill them all was he got caught," said one woman

"I heard he's done it before," a young man said "That he even killed his own mother."

"I can't believe they postponed it. He should've been tried and hung already," a man said "I think they should have just killed him outright, why bother with a trial for someone like that, he's no better than a wild animal," the man said.

The people kept talking. The stories kept getting wilder to the point of ridiculous.

"Monty are you hearing this?" Harper asked him

Monty stood up and looked at the crowd. "Everyone needs to just stop," he yelled. The crowd hushed and looked at him.

"All these stories about the so called monster; his name is Bellamy Blake, and he's not a monster!" he snapped at the crowd. "He's just like all of us. You don't even know him," Monty hissed

A couple people laughed, and everyone started talking again. They'd heard enough from the skinny Skaikru kid.

Monty stood there looking at them all with disgust. "We need to let Marcus know what's going on," Monty said to Harper.

"I'm scared," Harper said "They've already convicted him and they don't even know him," she said.