Hera's pov ~~~~~
I tried my best to hide in the woods but the mountain men were already out to get me.
I was alone and scared. I didn't were Clarke was or where I was going at this point. I kept looking back making sure I wasn't being followed. My legs gave out and I collapsed onto the cold wet soil.
I checked my arm from the fall in mount weather, it was all bloody and bruised.
"Nice one Hera" I said.
I looked down at my leg, it wasn't bleeding as much anymore. I check for an exit wound for the bullet. I found nothing.
"Shit" I whispered.
My side felt like it was on fire, it wasn't bleeding anymore which was a good sigh.
"Come on you can't stop now" I told myself.
"Always get back up" i added.
I pushed myself to stand through the pain. I started to walked again, using tress to support my weak body.
I couldn't take it anymore. I fell to the ground again but this time I didn't wanna get up, I didn't have the energy.
I stayed leaning against a tree holing my side. My eyes were daring to close on me. Breathing started slow down and I felt extremely exhausted.
Suddenly I heard someone coming my way, I had no where to go know and I was definitely gonna end up dead.
"Found you" he said.
It was Dylan.
"Please no!" I begged him.
I then heard the fog horn grounders use but there was no fog.
As I tried getting up and running away I heard familiar voices. They sounded like Finn and Murphy, Bellamy even.
I looked over to a small clearing with a cliff. My heart stopped as I saw Bellamy walking with the others.
"Get back here Hera!" Dylan yelled at me.
I turned to see Dylan towering over me, he punch me in the face cause me to bleed.
"Get off me" I spat kicking him.
"Bellamy!" I screamed loudly.
He turned to me and looked around he didn't see me. He didn't notice, he kept walking and soon he was out of sight.
"No!" I yelled.
"How sad your little boyfriend didn't save you" Dylan laughed at me.
He dragged me away and with every chance I got I got away from him. After running for hours he would always catch up to me.
I started to cry as I felt so helpless. That's when I heard yelling, I saw Dylan in the ground and two girls near me.
I looked up to see Clarke and Anya.
"Clarke? Anya?!" I cried.
"Hera! It's okay" Clarke told me.
"I thought I lost you" I said to her.
"What happened to her?" I asked.
"I knocked her out" Clarke said looking at Anya.
Clarke looked at my body in surprise.
"I'm amazed you made it this far" she explained.
"I wasn't gonna give up" I stated.
"Let's go home" she added.
"Gladly" i said as she helped me up.
***
We walked through the forest for hours before Anya woke up again.
"I'm gonna kill you!" She yelled at Clarke.
"Hey knock it off" I said pushing her off of Clarke.
The two girl fort one another as I tried my best to split them up.
"Enough!" I yelled at both of them.
The two girls stopped and Clarke noticed something in the sky.
"Hey look" she said pointing.
"It's a weather ballon" I smiled.
Camp wasn't far from here, I finally had faith again. Our people are still out there.
We approached what was now a new camp. A new home.
"The only way to get all of our people back is to work together" Clarke told Anya.
Surprisingly she agreed.
"The commander is my second, I can talk to her" Anya added.
As we were parting our ways were heard gun shots.
"Grounder's!!" People yelled.
"Duck!" I shouted.
As I looked around I saw Poseidons face but I brushed it off, it was probably blood lose making me see things.
"Shoot them!" Guards yelled at us.
I watched as Anya fell to the ground.
"Clarke" I yelled pointing at Anya's body on the ground.
The guards from camp came closer and took both me and Clarke as prisoners think we were grounders.
"Wait stop!" A woman shouted.
"Abby go back inside we'll take care of the grounders" a guard spat.
"Their not grounders, that's my daughter and her friend" she said.
Another chapter yayyy. I'm going camping soon so I don't know if I'll post a lot this coming week but I shall try my best.
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