in which a girl fighting
her own demons finds
a boy willing to fight
them for her
s1-4
Bellamy Blake x fem!oc
Started: 04/06/20
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“Do you need a blanket?” Aurelia questioned from where she was sitting, her hand gently clasped around Luna’s colder ones.
“I’m okay,” the girl breathed out from where she laid on the medical bed, a weak smile on her face.
“You’re looking a lot better,” Aura mused, reaching forward to brush Luna’s hair back. The radiation burns were pretty much non-existent now, which greatly confused the raven-haired girl. “How do you feel?”
“Well, I’m not throwing up anymore so better, I guess.” Luna moved to sit up slightly, with Aurelia moving forward to help her. Aura watched as the girl’s eyes moved around the room, her shoulders sagging slightly as her eyes fell on the many bodies that were covered in plastic sheets.
“Luna?”
Aurelia turned to find Clarke standing by the door with both Jackson and Abby. They all walked closer to the bed, their face contorted into expressions of shock.
“Impossible,” Abby murmured as she reached her hand towards the girl’s face. “We didn’t treat her.” Abby pressed the back of her hand to Luna’s forehead and neck, the surprised look on her face not fading. “Your fever’s down.”
Nyko moved over from where he was sitting on the other side of the room, his hand outreached so he could make an assessment for himself. “How?”
“Her body’s rejecting the radiation on its own.” Abby revealed. “I’d like to run some tests. Is that okay with you?” Luna nodded at the woman wordlessly.
“What did you do?” Jackson questioned as he sat down beside Luna’s bed.
“Nothing,” Abby spoke up, a look of realistion passing over her features. “There’s only one variable. There’s one thing that separates Luna from the others.”
“Nightblood.”
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The hallways of the ark were still fairly deserted the next morning, with most people still outside as they helped patch up the ship and gather supplies. Aurelia stopped walking, her brows furrowed as she heard her name being called from a distance.
She turned back on her feet to look down the way she had come from, and found the little girl she had grown attached to in her time at Arkadia. A large smile grew on Aurelia’s face as she crouched down and held her arms open.
