Regina(On Hold) // The 100

005

Nothing had been said about Murphy since we announced his banishment, and everything had been fairly normal and quiet since we had arrived back at camp.

Clarke and Finn had yet to return, and I didn't know where they were currently. I was growing increasingly worried about the two of them as I had no way of reaching them, and no one else had seen them or knew where they had gone.

When I was sitting quietly in Clarke's tent, the day's events floated through my mind. The day was hectic, and the only calming thing was when Finn took me to the river and told me to throw my knife at a tree. It seemed to be therapeutical, so I grabbed my knife and climbed out of Clarke's tent. I watched Bellamy enter his tent paying no attention to me, allowing me to sneak through the wall without being seen.

I trekked through the trees in the same direction Finn had taken me until I reached the river. I looked at the tree with many scratch marks, and I threw my knife at the tree. I tried to take my mind off of Charlotte, off of Wells's death, off of everything that happened today. And throwing my knife at the tree did just that, and I only focused on the knife in my hands and the tree in front of me.

Everything around me was eerily quiet, the only sounds being my blade against the wood and the wind through the trees, but even that was not very loud. I normally hated the silence, but tonight, it was what I needed, and it was pretty relaxing. I enjoyed the quietness of the night, feeling like I had no worries at all right now.

"Ha tona trei souda hef strech au daun fou yu na tag em in hef. ha tona lanik souda bounkola sora soujon fou em rid op ona san."

I sang a quiet tune, one from way before the nuclear war. My mom used to sing to me and my sister all the time, and that song was one of her favorites.

I looked up to the sky and at the bright start I pointed out to my sister, assuming it was the Ark, but something else caught my eye. "Shooting star," I breathed quietly, a small smile on my face. I admired the star in the sky as if it were the first time I was seeing one. I knew shooting stars were just rocks burning in the atmosphere, but that didn't stop me from wishing on them. Each time I saw a shooting star, I made the same wish. I closed my eyes as I thought of my wish, and I lightly whispered it to the star. "I wish that my dad hasn't forgotten about me or my sister."

I looked back up at the shooting star, seeing its size as it got closer to Earth, and that was when I realize that it was not a shooting star. I watched it as it slowly came fully into view, the escape pod soaring above me. The Ark must've been coming to help.

I stared at the pod as the parachutes deployed and it disappeared behind the trees. It looked to be the same size as the one I came down in. And this pod, there would most likely be a working radio. If the Grounders didn't jack it like they did with my radio, we'd be able to talk to the Ark, I'd be able to talk to my dad.

I put my knife in my pocket and started sprinting back to camp. There was no doubt that the people there saw the pod, too, and Bellamy was probably putting together a team to find it.

Since they sent 100 juvenile delinquents to Earth, they probably didn't send weapons in the pod. It was most likely nutrition packs or medical supplies, or maybe stuff that would help them get through the winter.

I reached camp and I immediately searched for Bellamy. "Blodon!" Strisis ran to me and stumbled over as she caught her breath. "Don dula yu sin daun skaisora in(Did you see that pod)?" she asked frantically. "Ewon hir don sin em in(Everyone here saw it)

I nodded. "Sha. Laik weron Belomi kamp raun Yeah. Where's Bellamy?"

She pointed to the main tent. "Em biyo non ste gonot raun taim sonop(He said no one's leaving until first light)."