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HEY KIDS
-molina, and late verlane-"so should we make an entrance pretty boy" seraphina smirked. bellamy nodded before he paused, "one more before we go in." she chuckled leaning up to kiss him once more, "you know your a lot more soft than you look bell." he squinted at her, "no i'm not." she laughed walking away from the man, who followed carefully balancing the gun pack on his shoulder.
she walked so gracefully even though the guns were heavy. he had no clue how she did it.
"he's gone. the grounder is gone." seraphina heard millers voice speak, frustrated. she sighed in relief. seraphina was glad octavia knew what to do. "what if he brings other grounders back?" that was clearly jasper. seraphina looked over at bellamy and pointed her head towards them, signaling he should be the first to show up.
"let the grounders come. we've been afraid of them for far too long, and why? because of their knives and spears. i don't know about you but i'm tired of being afraid." he threw the guns over his shoulder and seraphina did the same looking around at the kids faces, "these aren't toys. that means don't screw around with them. if anyone ever wants to break that rule they will be taking it up with me." a few of the kids chuckled at her believing the threat was empty. others nodded, having seen her fight with murphy.
"there are plenty more where these came from. we start training tomorrow, and if the grounders come we'll be ready to fight." bellamy shouted. clarke came up beside seraphina, "what happened phina?" the older girl smiled lightly, "that doesn't matter. what does matter is that he agreed to talk to jaha."
"what?" clarke made a confused face. seraphina nodded, "yeah. you planned on talking to him tonight anyway right? take bell with you. he just needs to know he won't be locked up." clarke smiled, "you work wonders seraphina." she huffed, "not even close" she walked with clarke to get bellamy.
"bellamy! it's time" clarke called to him. "before you go in can i have a moment with him." seraphina whispered as bellamy approached. clarke gave a small nod, "yeah. i'll wait for you over here."
bellamy tilted his head as clarke walked away. seraphina pulled him to the side of the tent. "no matter what he says, you and me, we're sticking together. okay?" he agreed quietly. he pulled her in for a hug. she chuckled, "it'll be okay bub" he squeezed her before letting go. she pulled his head down, kissing his hair and then ruffling it, "hey at least your manipulation skills will come in handy."
"wow is that all you think of me?" bellamy clicked his tongue, "i'll see you later pretty girl." she laughed at the name, of course the one she used for him. he really was a big softie.
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seraphina had walked to where her tent had been, but it was now on the ground in pieces. she knew she would have to rebuild it but she didn't know where she would stay until then. the dropship was crowded and everyone in tents was asleep. she thought it'd be weird if she slept in someone's tent while they were sleeping. so, she resorted to sitting by a small fire.
seraphina had gone without sleep for days at a time before so this wasn't an issue. she simply sat carving a moon out on the hilt of her sword.
"angel?" she heard a soft voice call. of course bellamy was the only one who called her that. she just hummed as he sat beside her, "why are you out here all alone? you should be asleep." she looked over, "i'll be fine until i get that fixed." she whispered pointing to her broken platform. he chuckled tiredly, "you know you could stay in my tent?"
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FanfictionSeraphina Westwood was locked in a cell when she was 13. Now at 19 she awaits her trial. The problem is it never came. Instead she gets a fate much worse. But is it really? The training her father gave her would never be enough to prepare her for...