Grounder Princess - Bellamy Blake

Five - Raven and Radios

Both Bellamy and Arwen were woken up by Octavia's calls to them, followed by corruption outside, fussing over god knows what. "Coming." Arwen called back, getting out of bed and shrugging on her jacket, not bothering to do her hair or anything. "There!" Octavia pointed to the sky as the pair came out of the tent to see what the fuss was all about. Arwen spotted what seemed to be another dropship, although it looked fairly smaller than the dropship the 100 had come down in. "They're coming to help us!" Someone yelled out. "Now we can kick some ground ass!" Another agreed. They all seemed glad, but Arwen felt an uneasy feeling settle in her stomach, she was the enemy here, no matter what Clarke or Finn said, those people wouldn't listen to kids, who knows what they'd do! "Please tell me they've brought shampoo." A girl whined. Arwen shot her a look but chose not to comment on it.

"If it cleared the ridge, it's probably near the lake." The grounder explained as she, Bellamy, Jones and a few others circled around a map, trying to pinpoint where the pod could have landed. "We should get moving, everyone's ready to go." Octavia announced as she barged into the tent. "No one's going anywhere. Not while it's dark, it's not safe." Bellamy refused, shaking his head. "We'll head out at first light, spread the word." Arwen ordered Jones, who nodded and left the tent with the other boys, leaving the siblings and the ground. "Everyone from a hundred miles saw this thing, what if the grounders get to it first? Bell, we should go now." Octavia argued, staring at the pair as if they'd grown a second head. "I said we wait until it's sunrise." He said sternly. Octavia huffed, storming out, Bellamy and Arwen switching looks. Ones of stress, uncertainty and fear. They were both in deep shit when the Ark came down, both for different reasons, but it was still not in their best interests for the others to come down anyways.

As she sat by the gate, watching who came and went while sharpening her sword, she saw Clarke and Finn coming back. "Clarke! Finn!" She called, jumping down and jogging to meet them. "You saw the ship too?" Clarke asked. The light brown haired girl nodded. "Yea, Bellamy and I said we headed out at sunrise, since it's dangerous at night." She explained to them. Clarke's face twists as she rushes over to Arwen's tent. "What's wrong?" She questioned the blonde. "Bellamy's gone." She growled. "Geers are gone too." Finn notes. "Whatever's in that pod, he wants it, that's my guess." Arwen said, picking up her sword and jacket. "Where are you going?" Finn asked. "After him, you guys coming or what?" She replied, earning nods from the two.

"This isn't your fault Clarke. Neither is it yours, Arie." Finn ressured the two. "I should have known he'd go after that radio." Clarke whined anyways, she was always putting the blame on herself in the worst times. "That doesn't mean you can predict what people are going to do." Arwen argued. "No, that's exactly what I have to do." Clarke shook her head. "I screwed up, let myself get distracted." She added. Arwen could feel the tension in between the two, so she awkwardly moved out of the middle of them, speeding up a bit to stay in front.

The trio soon decided to split up. Arwen went straight, Finn on the right, and Clarke on the left. Arwen was the first to find the pod, after a good 10 minutes of looking. "Clarke! Finn! I found it! Over here!" She yelled before running to the small ship. "Oh my god." She said as she saw someone there, bleeding from their forehead. "Hey, wake up." Arwen said, shaking the brunette awake gently. "I made it?" She croaked. "Yeah." Arwen said with a small smile. She helped the girl out of the pod gently. "I'm Ariel." She introduced, just as Clarke joined them. "Raven." The brunette, Raven, said, taking off her suit. "I don't think I've ever seen you before?" Raven comments, looking curiously at Arwen. "Yeah, I'm a grounder. The good one though." She replied, Clarke nodding in agreement. "Raven?" Finn's voice called out. The two ran into each other's arms, embracing, and that's when it clicked. That was Finn's Raven, the one he'd told her about in the woods a few days ago. "I knew you couldn't be dead." The girl said happily. "You're bleeding." Finn noticed. "I don't care." She replied before kissing him. What shook Arwen was that Finn didn't hesitate to kiss her back, and didn't he have a thing with Clarke? By the look of heartbreak on Clarke's face, Arwen guessed she wasn't the only one confused and shocked. "You okay?" Arwen asked Clarke softly, the girl only nodded. "I'm sorry." Finn whispered as he neared the two girls. Clarke didn't even look at him. "Let's not talk about this." She said sternly. "I've known her my whole life." Finn continued anyway. "We don't need to talk about it, she needs pressure on her wound." Clarke insisted. "Thanks." Raven said to Arwen as she passed her a rag for the wound. "This is Arwen, and Clarke." Finn introduced. "Clarke? This was all because of your mother!" Raven exclaimed. "My mom?" Clarke asked in confusion. "That was her plan, we were trying to come down here together, but- Oh my god. We couldn't wait because the council was voting whether or not they should kill 300 people to save air!" Raven said in horror, remembering why she was here in the first place. "When?" Finn questioned. Pause. "Today, we have to tell them we're alive!" She said, getting up to her pod. "The radio's gone. It must've gotten loose during the reentry. I should've strapped it to the a-strut, stupid!" She yelled. slamming her hand on the pod. "No, this isn't your fault." Clarke said. "Someone got here before us." Arwen concluded, narrowing her eyes.