GRIM REAPER¹, bellamy blake

100 ━━ upsetting ally

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IONA HAD chosen to guard the front door once she learned that Ontari was going to be of no use to them. Clarke had taken to removing Abby's chip, trying to see if the- far more medically advanced- woman could help their situation in any way.

When Iona was looking for her katana, she had merely blinked, unamused, when she saw it driven halfway into a chair on the opposite side of the room. She'd glared at Murphy for doing causing it before pulling the katana out of the chair.

Then, she huffed, wandering outside and settling herself against the wall. She heard a commotion not long after being there, furrowing her brows as she glanced in the direction of the Commander's chambers.

Iona spun her katana in her hand, keeping a loose grip and allowing it to swing dauntingly as she walked- slowly, so she wasn't heard- towards the source of the sounds.

Iona almost went insane when she saw Pike and Octavia in the same room, lined up at one of the windows in a ready position. She was ready- so very ready- to dart behind the man, slice his head off, and leave.

Yet, when she saw them working together, Iona hesitated.

"What's going on?" Iona growled, drawing their attention. Pike looked alarmed at her presence, but Octavia nodded, a small smirk on her lips when she saw the woman. "Why is he still standing?"

Octavia sighed, seemed as dejected as Iona at the fact that Pike was alive before huffing, "Alie's henchmen are here. We fight them- together," Octavia glared at Pike, "We'll decide what happens to him after."

Iona was dejected to hear she couldn't just murder the man on the spot, but she reluctantly nodded along.

"I can live with that... I suppose."

Approaching them, she stood beside Octavia, her katana drawn and ready for whoever showed themselves on that balcony first. Three men showed up first, armed to the teeth as they ran headfirst towards them.

Iona handled one of them, grabbing his arm and twisting, effectively tossing him backwards. He hit the ground with a loud thud, and Iona roughly jabbed the bottom of her katana at him, knocking him out for what she hoped would be long enough.

She grimaced, though, noticing she had cut herself in the process, and sighed- too sharp, she reminded herself. She made her katana too sharp the last time she had it.

Glancing over, Iona expected to see the other two men on the ground as well. Instead, Iona saw Pike on the ground, the other men relentlessly attacking him- and Octavia standing off to the side, watching him with a look that spelled revenge.

Growling- Iona wasn't one for breaking promises, regardless of how terrible the man was, nor how much he deserved it- Iona's katana sliced right through the first man's leg, forcing him to the ground where she kneed him, making him, too, fall down.

The other man was taken down by a gunshot, and Iona glanced up, eyes meeting Bellamy.

He eyed Pike and she sighed, offering the man her hand. She had a steely look, one that he matched with a cautious look of his own; yet, when she went to pull her hand away, the man took it, accepting her help.

"She cut me," Pike groaned out, his eyes widening in alarm as more grounders entered the window.

Iona tossed her two throwing daggers at them, making them stagger back, as the four headed straight towards the door. They closed them as they left, pushing a dresser in the way to block anyone from getting in- or out- of that room.

"You need to get yourself under control if we're gonna survive this," Pike scolded, leaning back against the wardrobe.

Iona scoffed, "Don't speak. You're lucky I didn't murder your ass back there. Take what you can get."

Bellamy and Octavia began quietly whispering to each other as Iona sent daggers at Pike. The two seemed involved in a heated staring contest whilst Bellamy and Octavia had a heartfelt moment- it was like whiplash, looking between them.

Octavia looked over at Iona, forcing her to look away first, and she internally cursed, before looking at the woman.

"Help me get things for the barricade?" Octavia questioned.

Iona nodded to herself, hesitantly looking over at Bellamy to make sure he could handle holding the door closed- to which he nodded slightly- before she darted down the hall opposite of Octavia.

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