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CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER EIGHT
HUGS ALL AROUND
"i miss that happy friend that i had"
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Pressed against the mud with a heavy body ontop of her was not exactly the warm welcome Dylan had expected upon her arrival to Camp Jaha. She didn't expect something as excessive as a 'welcome home Dylan' party banner, nor did she think it would be celebrated with cakes, flowers and balloons, but she did hope for a nicer greeting then being thrown face first at the ground.

But she'd take what ever she could get.

     Only a weeks prior to this Dylan would have been raging at this, but after training with Delphia she had learnt a lot about staying calm and patient. Dylan liked to believe she was just the slightest bit of a better person now then she was before.

     Bellamy wasn't.

     "Get the hell off of her." The heavy weight that had previous crushed Dylan suddenly flew off. Bellamy made sure to get a good punch in, leaving Charles Pike with blood trickling down his nose. The man glared widly at the Blake boy, murder in his mind.

     "We can't just let grounders walk in with open gates and throw them a party? I don't care if you know this one, they are all the same." The man growled, seeing red. Dylan got to her feet, wiping the mud off of her face. With a swift move she knocked the man straddling Lincoln off of him, helping him up to his feet.

     Charles Pike was a very small part of Dylan's life back on the Ark. He was a teacher of sorts, and had the main task of teaching the young delinquents survival skills on the ground. Pike was a very driven man, and on paper was a very nice man. He was definitely not the biggest fan of John Murphy, as the said boy constantly cause ruckus in his classes. And in turn, he never really liked Dylan, despite her being Marcus Kane's daughter.

     But the small encounters Dylan had with the man had been nice enough. The man was easy to talk to, and usually always had a welcoming look on his face. Dylan could clearly see that the man infront of her right now wasn't the same man that had thought her basic survival skills. The look on his eyes and the wrinkles forming on his forehead let her know that.

     The only ones that were suppose to take these earth skill classes were the hundred teenagers that got shipped down to earth. They would need the skills. Marcus Kane was just oddly paranoid about something happening to his dear daughter, which is why he had Pike give Dylan lessons every now and then.

     Little did she know the massacre of a welcome Pike and fellow arkadians had received upon arriving to earth. Not only was it a crash landing, but when they opened the doors and let the kids play in the snow, grounders had appeared and turned the white snow red with blood. Pike would never forget the merciless slaying and the defenseless feeling. And sadly, it would not only come to haunt him for the rest of his life, but it would taint his ability to see clearly.