The 100 (fanfic)

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"Beth," Jasper said shaking me. "Wake up."

I slowly sat up rubbing my head. It hurt so bad.

There was smoke everywhere. But the most noticeable thing was the huge hole in the wall. Bellamy looked out of the hole.

"What happened?" I asked standing up.

"Murphy escaped, he blew a hole in the wall," Jasper sighed.

The Bellamy walked over to us he put his hand on my shoulder, "You okay?"

"Yeah..." I sighed.

"You ear, I think your gonna need stitches," Bellamy sighed taking his hand off my shoulder.

"So, should we go after Murphy?" Jasper asked.

"No, the grounders will take care of him," Bellamy concluded, "But you and I are going after Calrke, Monty, and Finn."

Bellamy turned to go down the ladder but not before Jasper ran and hugged him, "Thank You."

Their hug was broken when Bellamys radio went off, "There's someone in the woods! All units here now!"

We all trampled eachother trying to jump down the ladder.

When we got outside everyone was helping opening he gate. Clarke and Finn ran in looking dazed.

"Hey, we heard an explosion what happened?" Clarke asked.

"Murphy happened," Bellamy informed her.

"Thank god," Jasper smiled hugging Clarke. "Where have you been-, where's Monty?"

"Montys gone?"

"Clakre we need to leave now!" Finn interrupted. "All of us do. There's an army if grounders, unlike anything we've ever seen coming for us right now! We nee to pack what we can and run!"

"Are you kidding me, the hell we do. We knew this was coming."

"Bell we're not prepared," Octavia added.

"And their not here yet. We still have time," Bellamy argued. "Besides where will we go?"

"Anywhere Bellamy, there right this time. We have to go," I pleaded.

"There's an ocean to the east. The people there will help us," Finn suggested.

"You saw Lincoln," Octavia brightened up.

"Yeah."

"You expect us to trust him!" Bellamy hissed. "This is our home now! We built this from nothing with our bare hands, our dead are buried behind that wall, in this ground! Our ground! The grounders think they can take that away. They think that because we came from the sky we don't belong here, but their yet to realize one very important fact, we're on the ground now. And that means we are grounders!"

"Yeah!" Every one yelled.

"I say let em come," Bellamy yelled.

"Bellamy's right if we leave we may never find a place as safe as this, and god knows in this world we could be faced with something even worse tomorrow. But that doesn't change the simple fact. That if we stay here we will die tonight. So pack your things, take what you can carry now!"

Every one started running around grabbing things. We are leaving the camp. This was the last time I would see this place. If only I was actually disappointed. Bellamy looked at Clarke with confusion and anger.

"Help me!" Raven yelled coming put from under the drop ship.

Everyone except me ran over to help her. She had blood coming from her stomach. Murphy must have shot her when she was under the floor.

Mass hysteria spread throughout the camp. We were all terrified and didn't know what was gonna happen.

I went to where all my stuff was and grabbed my back pack. All I had was some random shit and my knife contraption thing. I then went over to the drop ship but before I went in a frustrated Finn came out.

"Hey, what's the deal?" I asked as he pushed past me.

"Nothing, Bellamy..." He shook his head and continued on.

Of course it was Bellamy.

I walked into a fight between Clarke and Bellamy. They mist have been arguing about leaving the camp. Both of them turned and looked at me expectantly.

"I, uh... can come back later," I awkwardly said.

"No it's fine," Clarke smiled a little.

"When are we leaving?" I asked.

"Soon," Clarke said and Bellamy sighed.

"What if the grounders... get us...?" I asked cautiously trying not to start anything.

"I'm not sure," Clarke sighed.

Everything got kinda awkward then. We all just stood there looking down dreading what was coming of this day.

Raven was on a cot against the wall groaning. She let out a loud groan and Clarke went over by her.

"You should do something about your ear," Bellamy suggested.

I touched it pulling my bloody hand away. It was either still bleeding or bleeding again. Clarke must have heard him because she came over by me and started inspecting it.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Murphy," I sighed.

"Seems to be a very popular answer," She said smirking. "Since it's only the tip of your ear I can't do much with it. I'll just clean it so it doesn't get infected and cauterize it so it stops bleeding. Bellamy take this knife and heat it at the fire."

She passed Bellamy a knife and he jogged out of the room.

"So... what with you and Sterling. I never see you guys together anymore," She had a slight smile.

"We broke up..." I figured I knew her next question so I just answered it right away. "Because I love Bellamy."

"Really! So then you and Bellamy?" she smirked.

"No..." I sighed and the smile faded from her face.

"Oh," She said.

Bellamy came back into the drop ship carrying the knife. Clarke took it from him and looked at me, "This might hurt."

I breathed and she pressed it to my now throbbing ear. It felt like fire was spreading through my whole body. I let out a shriek of pain and Clarke kept pressing.

"There," She smiled pulling away.

"That was absolutely awful," I cried.

"Well don't get shot or it'll be a lot worse!" She laughed.

Clarke took a rag and dabbed at my injured ear. She smiled when she was done and motioned for me to get off the table.

"Let's go pack some more things," Clarke said then turned to Bellamy. "Remember what we talked about."

I followed Clarke asking people if they needed help carrying anything or if they wanted anything before we left. Most people said no to both things but there was the occasional laziness.

By the time we were about to leave I had three bags and my knife contraption. Everyone gathered in a herd type formation as we waited to leave. People with guns lined the outside and in front and back. Some people were still up on the gates scanning the area.

"Okay here we go!" Someone called out.

"Guns at the ready!"

"Keep you eyes open!"

We were doing it. We were leaving the camp.