Grounder Princess - Bellamy Blake

Two - The Mission

Having had enough information, she went back to Polis, where Lexa had been informed of her arrival as she burst through the doors. "Sister, what have you got to report?" The older woman asked. "It's only kids. About my age at the most. They fight with themselves, and I think they're all criminals." She said. "Criminals? What kind of crimes?" Lexa questioned. "Not to severe, one of them was for being a second child, one for treason, two for having weed, and one for having an illegal spacewalk." Arwen relied. Lexa simply nodded, lost in her thoughts. Before she would get dismissed, Arwen added. "Before I got here, one of the kids crossed the border. Anya's warriors speared him in the chest." That caught Lexa's full attention as her eyes shot up to meet Lexi's. "They we're heading to Mount Weather for supplies." She explained. "Very well, I will talk to Anya. In the mean time, I need you to go into their camp, be my eyes and ears. You know what to do." She orders, standing up and approaching her younger sister. "Be careful, sister." She whispered, hugging her tightly. "I'm always careful." The girl smiled, going to pack.

Once she got back to the Sky people camp, she saw Clarke, Wells, the older guy and sleek hair heading out, probably to find Jasper. Knowing she got lucky, she followed after them from the trees. It wasn't long before Finn's figure caught her attention. She guessed he was waiting for a grand entrance, since he could've caught up with the group by now if he'd wanted. Deciding to take a chance, she hopped down from the tree, pretending to have just noticed his presence as he stared at her in horror. Backing up against a tree with pretended fear, she stared back at him. Her face was covered with clouds of dirt, blood dripping from a scratch on her forehead, clothes ruffled and dusty. "Hey, hey, it's okay, I won't hurt you." Finn said, holding out his hands, trying to calm both of them. "I-I'm Finn." He introduced, though she already knew that. She didn't say a word, barely relaxing at his words. A noise made them both look towards it. "Hey, hold up! You don't survive a spear through the heart!" Bellamy's arrogant voice called out. While Finn was distracted, she ran off, climbing back up a tree once out of his eye sight. "Put the gun down, Bellamy." Wells snapped in annoyance. "Why don't you do something about it huh?" Sleek hair sneered, pushing Wells away. "Jasper screamed when they moved him. If the spear would've struck his heart he would've died immediately." Clarke said, answering Bellamy's previous question. "Doesn't mean we have time to waste." She added. Before she could walk away, Bellamy grabbed her wrist. "As soon as you take this off, we can go." He said with a smug smirk. She glared at him, ripping her wrist out of his grasp. "The only way the ark will think I'm dead," she started, getting in his face, "is if I'm dead." She finished harshly. "Brave Princess." Bellamy said smugly, clearly unhappy. "Hey, how about you find your own nickname?" Finn said as he popped out of nowhere. Finn to the rescue, Arwen joked to herself. "You call this a rescue party? Split up, cover more ground. Clarke, you're with me." He ordered. "Better late than never." Clarke muttered as the pair walked up ahead. Bellamy tucked the gun back in his waistband with a frown, sleek hair looking pissed to be stuck with Wells.

"I saw a grounder." Finn announced as he and Clarke got deeper in the woods. "What?!" She whispered yelled, shocked. "She was more scared of me than I was of her. Trust me, she wasn't a threat." He explained. She didn't look any more convinced. "Maybe not all grounders are the same, maybe some of them aren't bad." He suggested. She eyed him warily but kept quiet. "She was pretty too." He added. "You wouldn't understand unless you were there, she just... had that aura around her, something that made me sure she wouldn't hurt me." He said. Clarke nodded, still uncertain. If only they knew.

"Hey, how do we know this is the right way?" Murphy asked. The group had gathered again after Finn and Clarke found a small pool of blood near a river. "We don't, Spacewalker thinks he's the tracker." Bellamy said, annoyed. "It's called fourth year cutting sign, he's good." Wells shot back equally annoyed. "Can you keep it down or should I paint targets on your backs?" Finn said from the front as he examined a cracked branch. Arwen had to give it to him, he was good. The boy looked down, crouching over another pool of blood, Clarke following his actions. She saw Bellamy whisper something to Wells, but didn't pay much attention. They were interrupted by a loud moan. "What the hell was that?" Murphy asked, trying to keep his tough guy facade despite his fear. "Now would be a good time to take out that gun." Clarke muttered. The group followed that sound, ending up in a clearing where Jasper was strung up. "Oh my god, Jasper!" Clarke yelled. She started running towards him. Wrong move, she was about to fall into a pit of spears when Bellamy caught her, hesitation on his face. "Pull her up!" Finn snapped, the boys throwing themselves the help Bellamy pull her up. "You okay?" Finn asked her. "Yeah, yeah. We need to cut Jasper down." She said. Arwen almost smiled, the girl had nearly gotten speared to death, but all she cared about was saving their friend. "I'll cut him down." Finn offered. "Yeah, I'm with you." Wells said, but Finn shook his head. "No, stay here with Clarke, and watching him." He said, eyeing Bellamy. "You, come with me." He added to Murphy. As they were cutting down the vines, they heard a growl. "What the hell is that?" Murphy said again. "Grounder?" Bellamy wondered. "Bellamy, gun!" Clarke yelled as a panther appeared. His face fell when he couldn't find his gun. Just as the panther was about to pounce, gunshots rang out, injuring the panther before it ran into the ferns, hiding. They all turned to see Wells holding the gun. Taking her shot, Arwen readied her bow and arrow, only letting it hit the panther in the head when it was just about to jump on Bellamy. Everyone turned to face her in pure terror, except Finn, who recognized her. "Hey, wait, it's Finn!" He said when she slowly started to back away. She paused, long enough for him to get a few feet from her. Before anyone else could say something, someone grabbed her from behind, tying her wrists together rather harshly. "Bellamy! What the hell!" Finn snapped, glaring at the man. "We've got a grounder, now she can give us information we need." He snapped back. He didn't let anyone the chance to argue, dragging her with him as they made their way back to their camp.

After about 30 minutes of walking, she was already getting annoyed by this Bellamy guy. He kept shoving her forward or gripping her arm too tight, but mostly just pissing her off with his comments and questioning. At this point it was taking all of her self control not to break his arm and make him fall on his ass. Apparently Finn didn't like Bellamy either, since he came to her rescue. "Move, I'm taking her now." He growled, not leaving place for protests as he took Ariel in his much more gentle grip. "Sorry about him." He apologized, walking up front so they couldn't be heard by the others. "I'm Finn. In case you didn't already know." He introduced for the third time. "What's your name?" He asked. Unlike Bellamy, his voice was soft and he actually seemed to want to know. "Arwen." Her voice surprised him. Despite her weakened state, her voice was firm and yet quiet. He smiled brightly at her, proud to have made her talk. "Well, Arwen, I think we'll be good friends." He said.

Once back at the Sky people camp, Wells and Clarke rushed to get Jasper in the drop ship, Bellamy and Murphy taking credit for killing the panther, before Bellamy took Arwen back in his grip, dragging her to the drop ship, ignoring all the fearful looks the teens threw at the grounder. "Welcome to your new cell." He whispered in her ear once they got on the third level of the drop ship. He tied up her wrist on a metal pole, letting her legs free. Absolute idiot, I could strangle you right now with ease, she thought bitterly. "I'll see you later, Princess." He said with a wink. She almost scowled at him. Almost. She watched as he disappeared under the hatch, hearing the clicking sound of the lock.

It wasn't until an hour later that the hatch opened again. Hoping it wouldn't be Bellamy, she sighed in relief when she saw Finns head pop up. "Hey, I got you food and water." He said with a smile, closing the hatch. She didn't reply, giving him a curt nod in greeting. He sat next to her. "You okay here?" He asked. "Those ropes are harsh, the floor is uncomfortable, and there's barely any air up here." She scoffed. He was surprised by her bluntness. "You won't attack me, will you?" He asks as he moves to untie the ropes. "No." She shakes her head. As soon as the ties were undone, she rubbed her aching wrists. "Thanks." She mumbled. "Was Bellamy to harsh?" He questioned, watching her as she started to eat. "Nothing I can't handle." She shrugged. "Are there any other grounders like you? Nice ones?" He wondered, leaning against the wall. "I wouldn't know, I left the clans 2 years ago." She replied. "So you have nothing to do with them?" He quizzed. She shook her head instead of answering. "I'm a lone wolf." She joked, earning a light chuckle from the boy next to her. Their moment was interrupted when an enraged Bellamy climbed up. His jaw clenched even more once he saw her free wrists. "Finn-" He was about to snap. Octavia poked her head up, sending a small smile to the grounder. "O, leave." Bellamy growled. She left quickly. "Anger issues?" Arwen whispered to Finn, who snorted. Bellamy snapped back to them. "What's so funny?" He fumed. "Nothing." Finn shrugged. "Finn leave. I'm keeping guard here tonight." He ordered, pushing him away to do the ties again. This time he didn't tie them to the pole. Finn didn't look pleased at the way Bellamy was being, but with a light shrug from Ariel, he left the third level. Bellamy sat right in front of her, staring at her. "I know you speak English." He deadpanned. "Congrats, you know the obvious. Now, what are you trying to prove?" She smirked. He jumped slightly. "So she does talk. What's your name?" He demands. She stayed quiet. "Well, I'm Bellamy, leader of the camp." He introduced. She met his eyes. "How many of you are there?" He asks. Quiet. "How long have you been on the ground?" He demands, getting impatient. "I left the clans 2 years ago, I wouldn't know." She snarled. "How old are you then?" He asks. "19 turning 20." She answered, figuring it wouldn't change anything. "Why are your people trying to kill us?" He asked harshly. "I said I didn't know." She growled. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her forward. "I know you're lying about this little innocent grounder act, and I'll figure out what you're hiding." He growled lowly, pushing her back. "Likewise." She muttered, eyes narrowed at him.