Fate Worse Than Death

Because of You

Jaha's POV:

Humanity is so close to salvation. Mear inches now that Finn is almost ready. I thought him weak and stupid but even through all the beatings and torture he still fights to stay himself.

"How is confusing him gonna make everyone take the chip" Raven couldn't feel emotions but her logic stayed intact with the chip which was ever so annoying.

"By you switching up on him by telling him we're evil will channel his rage but when you tell him we are good the next day, he will lose trust in his own self. He will rely on YOU to tell him what is real. He will believe anything you tell him." Allie came up with the idea after we found out the boy was alive, now she was executing it. An AI seemed to be what we needed to fix the human race.

"And you will tell him who to eliminate. Together we will save everyone. " even as I explained I could see the pondering look in Raven. A look that must be quenched. After her acceptance we plan to break Finn with one lie that would shatter his very being, his mind, and his purpose.

Finn's POV:

Every day filled with the aching bones and memories tearing me limb from limb every damn day. I prayed for the pain to stop night after night but being met with the cruel silence from above. How I've grown to hate its silence, it's selfishness to turn a blind eye to my suffering while others walk free. But here am I, tortured and bleeding while he turns away from my cries. Nothing, not even some high up being, could save me from this pit. All I had left was family. Raven seemed to be the only one who hasn't turned their back to me, she remains my anchor through this hell. My reminder of the person I use to be, the person who was so care free and fought for peace but I've had enough of the guards' hackles. That person would just have to wait a little longer. My body too frail to fight the chains I watch a guard drag Raven inside and her every cry is maddening. I could not help her I could only watch as she was beaten and beaten. The feelings I feared began to rise again but I fight the urge trying to remain my self. What are you doing?!?! They're killing her! Don't you care?

"Of corse I do" I responded to the voices in my mind that could not be stopped.

Then do something! They will kill her if you don't kill them. The sound of gunfire and screaming children and elders has haunted my dreams, I could not add another body on the pile.

"No. I'm the peace maker. I've killed too many" seems the guard finally took notice of my ramblings as he watched my own body reject my refusal. The pain only grew the more I tried to deny my urge. Soon the guard went back to beating Raven and this time her yelps flipped the switch inside.

Are you willing to let her die? No I was not. With my free hand I threw the dirty bowl of water at the guard. Seems he did not enjoy the muck, I only returned the favor.  A tall man's weakness is his legs, no balance. Before his hands reach my throat I get under him and watch his lump body drop. But it wasn't enough for me, my hand still chained I wrapped the chain around the guards neck. O how I enjoyed watching him squirm as I held his life in the very hand he chained. Slowly I feel him grow weaker but suffocation is too merciful for these people who were the bringers of death. I cared not that they were my people I only cared to stop them. With the rocks they loved to toss me on I end his life. Bash after bash I stopped not, the warm blood soothing on my face. It was as I were in a trance, unable to stop, unable to care.

"What have I done!" A great despair floods me as I awake from the trance seeing the floors newly decorated with chunks of flesh and a fresh coat of crimson. My hands dripping with the paint. I could not believe I let me self go into the temptation and I didn't want to believe it. I tried to convince myself that I was asleep and this was nothing more than a nightmare but it mattered not.  The tears flowed and not even a dam could stop it from pouring.

"We've all got battle scars Finn. Suck it up." Raven was not warm in the slightest but I knew she was right, I was acting like a child. Wiping my tears away Raven calls for me to follow her out the cell. A cell I had not left other than to do chores and pose a training dummy. She cared not for the mush sack in front of us she reached into his pocket and took his keys and gun. This was not the Raven I remembered. We wobbled together to the forest out of everyone's sight.

"We need to get to Clarke, she can convince the commander to help us stop them." I could think of nothing more than getting to Clarke and ending all the violence. Raven said nothing but turned her gaze to the ground. When I saw what she was looking at I fell to knees. It felt like a bullet in my heart as I read the etched tombstone, Clarke Griffin. I couldn't be parted from her, I couldn't. I dug through the dirt trying to get to her and my tears turning it to mud made it impossible.

"She's dead Finn." Raven's hand on my shoulder stopped me. "She dead because of you".............