The 100 Healing hearts Chapter 15

I know people are waiting for Bellarke moments and one is on its way.. its coming ..promise. Thank you for the feed back !

Bellamy woke to the pain of hitting the ground, knocking his breath out of his body, the clattering of chains and the taste of dirt. He knew he was back in his cell, but his thoughts were fuzzy, not yet coming into full focus. He remembered killing the warrior, and the screams of the crowd. Clarke, was she there? How was she a part of all this. She had to be a prisoner, there was no other explanation. But if that were true why was she on the stage with their leaders? Was she working with them now?

Suddenly the door flew open, breaking his thought as he looked up and saw four guards enter. He could tell it wasn't a good sign.

The guards didn't say anything. He tried to get up, he was preparing to fight back, but he didn't have a chance, they were immediately upon him. He struggled against them as the red beard guard, the same one he had broken his nose earlier, walked up to him. Bellamy raised his arms, still shackled as the guard grabbed the shackles by the center and brought Bellamy's arms down over his knees with all his weight. They all heard the crack, and Bellamy yelled in pain. Defenseless now, they began kicking him in the ribs. His world went black.

Echo went to see Shane that evening after the games.

"When will you be leaving for Ice Nation?" Echo asked. "Serge and I wish to travel home also, and it would be safer to travel with the group."

"I want to give the Sky Warrior more opportunities to prove himself before I present him in front our Queen," said Shane. "He's shown that he is capable in hand to hand battle, but I want to test him farther. I want to see how he handles a sword. He will face one of my strongest warriors in two days. Hopefully he won't fail. Bringing Clarke may be enough, but bringing the one that killed the Mt Men to the Ice Nation, would give our group here much more clout in front of the queen. I want to make sure he is worthy though, and really the mighty warrior they claim he is."

"But what happens if he fails?' asks Echo." What happens if your warrior kills him?"

"It would be unfortunate, but again, Ice Nation WOULD be known as the ones that killed the mighty Sky Warrior," said Shane.

"Either way, Ice Nation will be proven to be the most powerful," said Shane.

"I saw Clarke's reaction to Bellamy's battle," said Echo. "She was not amused, she seemed upset over his victory, and that's strange. I'm curious. I'd like to speak with her, if you would allow it. Maybe I can explain to her why the games are important to us."

Shane nodded. "Go speak to her. I'm sure she will welcome the visit. Let her know, I will allow her to see her warrior tomorrow, because if he does not beat Rico the next day, it will be his last."

"Rico?" asked Echo. "Rico's going to sword battle with Bellamy? That will be a fierce battle. The crowds will be doubled when they hear of this."

Echo made her way to Clarke's room. She knocked before walking in, the guard knew Echo and she was not questioned.

Clarke sat on her bed, eyes rimmed red, she had been crying. When she turned and looked at Echo, she erupted into an angry tirade.

"Why did you bring me here? What have your people done to Bellamy? He's being drugged. They turned him into an animal! How long has he been here?" she cried. "You were there today. You said he helped you, how can you condone this?"

Echo put her finger to her mouth. "Shush," she said. "I'm going to help, but you have to be quiet."

Clarke calmed down. "They're going to kill him. They've done something to him," she said in a quieter tone.

"I don't know. I didn't even know he was here," said Echo. "But we have to get him out of here before the next battle, or he WILL die. They are pitting him against Rico. It's a battle of swords. Rico WILL win."

"Shane said she will let you see him tomorrow," said Echo. "I need to come up with a plan for escape."

"Why are you helping us?" asked Clarke "You know if you get caught…"

"I will be an enemy of my own people," Echo interrupted her. "I owe him this. My own people left me to die in the mountain. He came back and let me out, if you saw what they did to our people, what they did to him in the mountain… I owe him my life," said Echo.

"Alright then," Clarke swallowed. "We can do this. We have to come up with a plan, something that will get us past the guards, free him from wherever they are holding him, hopefully he will cooperate, and he's NOT been turned into a reaper, and get out of a city full of people that already can recognize him."

"I'll go and check on him when I leave here. I have an idea about how many guards we have, but it's been awhile and I don't want any surprises," said Echo.

After Echo left, Clarke sat and took deep breaths. She had to get to Bellamy. Seeing him like that today was like punch in the stomach. She wondered why he was here. Had the Ice Nation attacked her people when they captured him, were the others already dead? If she and Echo were able to rescue him, would they be able to out run the Ice Nation? She wondered if she would ever be able to get the visions of what Bellamy did out of her mind. He ripped out a man's throat. These people did something to him, and she had to find out what and fix it.

Echo made her way to the basement where they kept their prisoner. She got to Bellamy's cell. The guard didn't want to let her in. She remembered him, and saw that he had been beaten up, his nose looked broken.

"Look, I've been sent to check on the prisoner," said Echo. If you want me to get the speaker and bring her down here to tell you herself, I will, but trust me on this, and she is not in a good mood. The sky girl's actions after the games, has darkened her mood, but I will get her if you insist."

"Go in, but he still hasn't woken up all the way yet. The dose was powerful, he was out of control."

Bellamy was lying on his side. The room was dark, but Echo could see he was in pain. She was cautious; he had been out of control in the arena. He frightened her, but she had to see him.

She knelt beside him from behind; touched his shoulder and tried to roll him onto his back.

When she did, she saw the look of pain on his face, suddenly his eyes grew wild. His hands were still in shackles, but his arm looked distorted and swollen. He looked from side to side trying to scoot away, he tried to reach up, but couldn't. He tried backing away from her. The guard rushed over, kicked him, he grunted in pain. "Stop, back off!" she ordered the guard, as she glared at the man, daring him to interfere again.

She turned her attention back to Bellamy. "Shush, it's me, Bellamy, don't you remember me? I won't hurt you."

His eyes searched her face. His eyes grew wide, as he glanced over to the guard for a moment before going back to her. She felt like he was trying to convey a message but couldn't because of the guard. His breathing was labored. He was in pain.

Echo looked at the guard, "I need water and cloth, now" she ordered.

"I can't leave you alone with him," said the guard.

"It's your job to make sure he is alive for games in two days. Get me water, or you can be the one to explain to the speaker, how your prisoner died while you were guarding him," ordered Echo. "And why is he still in shackles?"

"The shackles stay, but I'll get the water," said the guard. He turned and left.

Echo looked at Bellamy. "We're going to help you get out of here tomorrow. Me and Clarke are coming up with a plan; just try not to piss off the guards. Are you injured?"

"My arm; hurts to breath," he said between clenched teeth and ragged breath. "Leave me, get Clarke out of here. I can't see her, not now. Not after…"

"She won't leave without you," said Echo. "If she stay's they'll take her to Ice Nation, and if she goes there, she'll die there."

Bellamy just closed his eyes. He was in pain. "Please, I'm not important... but Clarke is, please... take her home" he said again.

Echo touched his arm, ignoring his plea. He winced in pain. "Your arm is broken,' she said. "It needs to be set."

The guard came in with a bucket of water and a rag.

Echo stood and faced the guard. "His arm is broken," she said in anger.

"He is not your problem,' spat the guard.

"In two days, he is to face Rico in a sword match, If he is unable to compete, maybe speaker Shane will replace him with YOU," said Echo. "I need the shackles removed and something to use as a brace," she demanded. "I think he's damaged enough that he's no longer a threat."

The guard didn't move. He was considering his options. He wanted Bellamy dead. Finally, he threw Echo the key to his shackles. "I won't be responsible for your safety," he sneered.

Echo glared at the guard, picked up the key and carefully unlatched the lock holding Bellamy's wrists as the guard watched. Bellamy stared at the guard with burning hate, unwilling to let him see the pain he was in, unwilling to give him the satisfaction, his urge to kill the man overshadowed any pain. The guard stared back with hatred.

"I need something to brace his arm," Echo said, glancing over her shoulder. The guard didn't move.

"If he is to hold a sword, I need something for a brace, or would you rather be holding the sword," she warned.

Finally the guard stormed out.

Echo let out a breath. She looked at Bellamy. "You need to try and not irritate him any farther, "she told him.

"Why are you helping me?" he asked. "Who are you?"

"You saved me. Don't you remember? In the mountain, you came back and freed us, I told you I wanted to thank you," said Echo.

Suddenly Bellamy frowned and looked at her closer. Then his eyes softened. To Echo's surprise, in light of the pain he was in, he smiled just briefly. Then his smile faded. "You need to forget about me, get Clarke out of here… please."

He just turned his head and closed his eyes as if he had given up.

The grounder came back in with a couple odd pieces of wood. He tossed them towards her, still keeping his distance.

Echo carefully straightened his arm, setting the bone as best as she could. He winced and tried to hide the pain. He didn't want to give the guard any satisfaction of seeing him in pain, but the guard smiled when a moan escaped Bellamy's mouth.