I could hear some coughing and the lights flickered off and on again. I heard a quiet voice say my name and I automatically looked to Nash who was rubbing his head lightly, but was looking at me. It was his voice that called out for me. I smiled, thankful that we were okay now. "Listen," One of the nerdy looking guys that were sat next to my brother said and a few looked at him. "No machine hum," He finished, and I listened out for anything that showed the engines were still running and found none. "Whoa, that's a first," The kid sat next to him with goggles on said. I was one of the first to get out my belt, and pulled Clarke with me to the guy who had fallen when the parachutes deployed. "Finn, is he breathing?" Clarke asked the spacewalker and I cringed at his face. He looked awful and not to mention, very guilty. Which gave us the answer: no.
They were talking about opening the doors and having experiences of working a part time job in the mechanical part of the ark, I knew a little bit about this drop ship. I went down the ladder. "Has anyone managed to open them yet?" I asked, rolling my eyes. The guard looked over at me. "Well, the air could be dangerous so you must have that in mind," I said, before jumping down.
"No! You can't just open the doors!" Clarke yelled and I sighed.
"Bit late Clarke," I said, when she shouted stop. A boy to my left sniggered and I smirked slightly. I made my way through the already pathway that was made. "Well if the air is toxic we're dead anyway," He snapped back, towering over me. I glared, but studied his face. He had a major freckle thing going on, his hair was slicked back and he looked like a dick, to be fully honest. Plus he was behaving like one. "Ah yes, the old 'we're dead anyway'," I snapped and Clarke elbowed me and I shrugged at her.
"Bellamy?"
"Astoria?"
A boy and I girl voice asked at the same time. Me and the guard both turned around. Nash was on the ladder, looking a bit dazed. Next thing I knew, I'm being pushed past, by none other than Octavia Blake. "My god, look how big you are," The guard, 'Bellamy', said quietly. I looked over at Nash and waited a few seconds before pulling my younger sibling into a tight hug. I heard him sniffle quietly. "I though you were gonna die, and I was gonna be alone again," He whispered and I pulled him tighter.
"That's never gonna happen again. Ever," I whispered back and then slowly let go.
"Where's your wristband?" Clarke said, probably to the guard. I turned and looked at him and he slightly glanced at Octavia. That was the reason he's here. He's here by choice, not by force like us. Octavia was hugging her brother, and let go and spun round to Clarke. "Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year," She snapped and then she glanced at me with a small smile that I returned.
"No one has a brother!" Someone yelled. I rolled my eyes. I'm right here with my brother, you idiot.
"Thats Octavia Blake! The girl they found hidden in the floorboard!"
I felt my brother tense up and Octavia was about to pounce for the person. "HEY!" I yelled, after everyone started shouting. They went silent and I nodded slowly. "Shut up, and this makes two people who have a brother. Oh, and by the way, if anyone has a problem with me, Nash, Octavia or Bellamy you can come straight to me," I growled. I'm not getting the best impression from Bellamy, but I like Octavia enough already. "Octavia, no," Bellamy said after she still looked a bit fierce. "We'll give them something else to remember you by," He smiled and she furrowed her eyebrows. "Yeah, like what?"
"Like being the first person down on Earth in 100 years," He promised her, with a caring look in his eye towards her only an older sibling has.