Rory, Atlas and Clarke all leave Raven in the radio room. They quickly walk down the corridors, meeting Arcas, Octavia, Indra, and a group of Indra's men at a junction. Arcas holds his hands out, first passing Rory her jacket which she slips on a ties around her waist, then he hands over her sword. She slips the scabbard onto her back, securing it in place, then pulls her hair free from inside her jacket resting it on her shoulders, her braid still secure in the strip of hair behind her ear.
"Did you fill them in on the plan?" Rory asks, freeing her necklaces from inside her shirt and laying them flat on her chest for all to see.
"He did." Indra answers.
"Good, thank you." Rory tells Arcas, before turning to the rest of the group. "Lets go get him then shall we?"
Rory leads the way down the narrow corridors towards the airlock containing Emerson. The others all fall into formation behind her. Clarke and Octavia walk just behind her, and just behind them, Arcas, Indra, and Atlas. The rest of the grounder forces bringing up the rear in their designated ranks. They stride through Alpha station, quickly reaching their desired destination. As they round the corner, the guard on duty looks up in apprehension and slight fear. They're a formidable sight.
"Leave." Rory tells him. He quickly nods his head and disappears off to the side, allowing Rory, Clarke and Octavia to step closer to the glass.
"Get dressed." Clarke tells Emerson, as Rory makes her way into the first airlock. "You're coming with us."
"But first," Rory says, stepping through the outer door into the second air lock with Emerson, "we're going to have some fun." She tells him, a dark smile on her face.
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Once Rory has gotten Emerson's face well acquainted with her fist, and the man manages to pull himself back to his feet and put on his radiation suit, the group retrace their steps down the corridors and out into the cool night. The second they leave the warmth of Alpha station, everyone notices them. They're pretty hard to miss. Still, the new attention they're getting does nothing to dissuade them, Rory continues cutting a path through the camp and leading the group towards the main gates.
Off to one side, Kane and Abby sit at the makeshift bar nursing a drink each. "They've got Emerson." Abby says in horror when she spots Rory's hair in the distance. The two of them instantly stand up and rush over to the group, cutting them off before they can make it to the gates.
"Rory, what are you doing?" Kane asks at the same time Abby tells Clarke to stop.
"No." Clarke says. "We're letting the prisoner go."
"Absolutely not!" Abby shouts.
Kane nods his head in agreement with Abby. "He hasn't told us anything yet."
"And he's not going to." Rory tells him. "We're going to get no information out of him even if we keep him for another 50 years so, he's gonna give them some information." She turns to Emerson. "You're going to give your people a special message just from me, aren't you?" Emerson nods his head in agreement.
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Decimate /-/ Bellamy Blake
FanfictionRory Montgomery is a lot of things to a lot of people: Queen. Revolutionary. Real. Killer. Free. Survivor. After crash landing on Earth with 99 other juvenile delinquents and reuniting with lost friends, Rory Montgomery learnt that Earth wasn't quit...