Defender of Men

01:05

Alasdair Maven Wolfe
"I'm mad because you can't seem to grow a pair and ask out my brother."

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We finally got back to camp, Clarke getting Jasper to the drop ship immediately to treat him. I followed Clarke, and Nate, wanting to be of some use other than hunting and tracking. I sat down next to Monty and asked, "Can I help in any way? Get you some food or water?" 

Monty replied, "Some food would be nice." I nodded, and stood up, jumping down the hatch. I landed on the balls of my feet, walking out of the drop ship. I walked outside, seeing Finn and Clarke both eating some meat as I saw Murphy removing the wristbands for food. 

I walked over to the food and Bellamy said, "Wristband, or no food." I sighed, pushing the person in front of Murphy away. I took my knife out of my shoe, getting it underneath my wristband. I twisted my knife, my knife cutting my skin while also breaking my wristband. 

Tucking my knife back into my shoe, I looked at Bellamy and asked, "Good enough for you, Blake?" Bellamy didn't answer as I took two sticks of meat. I yelled, "Also I shouldn't have had to pay! I killed most of the meat we have, after all!" 

I heard no response from Bellamy as I took a bite of my food. I climbed the ladder, getting up to the second floor. I gave Monty the second stick of meat and said, "Here. Free food." Monty took the meat stick, his eyes catching sight of the bleeding cuts on my arms. 

Monty asked, "What happened?" I shrugged, "We had to remove our wristbands to get food. I figured it didn't matter for me since I have no one up there. Besides, better me than the both of us." Monty said, "Good point," before taking another bite out of his food.

I quickly finished my food, before climbing down the ladder, going down to the first level on the drop ship. I walked back outside and my right wrist was grabbed. I spun around, ripping my wrist from the unknown person's grip. I saw Bellamy, who said, "Thanks, once again." 

I asked, "For what?" Bellamy explained, "Removing your wristband." I shrugged, "I was gonna do it either way. Speeches don't change minds, actions do. And I owe the Ark nothing. My mom is dead because of them." Bellamy nodded, "So is mine."

I said, "If you're gonna go for my brother, you might want to do it before someone else gets him. You have my permission." Bellamy looked confused and I explained, "You're like a lovesick puppy, Bellamy. Always chasing after him, not even realising it yourself. Don't lose him." 

Bellamy nodded, "Thank you, Alasdair." I corrected, "Ali." Bellamy looked confused, and so I explained, "You can call me Ali. Alasdair is a mouthful to always say. We're friends or, at the very least, comrades and I'm letting you call me Ali." Bellamy said, "Well, then. Thanks, Ali." I replied, "You're welcome, Bellamy."

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It's been a rough couple of days. Wells was murdered, Charlotte—Wells' murderer—died by suicide, and Murphy got banished from the camp, Nate's finally 18, and now we actually have some type of ruling. 

The leaders of the camp are Bellamy, Clarke, and—for some unknown reason—me. A pod from the Ark showed up and Bellamy being the fucking idiot he is, threw the radio in the river.

The girl that repaired the pod—Raven—was absolutely pissed at Bellamy. I'm a bit surprised she hasn't socked Bellamy in the face yet. 

I heard Nate say, "Hi, I'm Bellamy Blake. I'm a fucking idiot and I like to throw away all the vital tools we need to live," imitating Bellamy. I bursted out laughing as I heard Nate cut Bellamy off. Well, this certainly is entertaining.