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It's the same old theme, since 1916
In your head, in your head, they're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dyin'
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Skye quickly makes her way to the drop ship, helping the two coughing boys inside as well. She walks over to Murphy who is also coughing up blood.
She crouches down to his level and takes a deep breath. "Murphy, hey, look at me. I need you to tell me exactly how you escaped from the Grounders. What happened?"
He shrugs. "I don't know. I woke up, and they forgot to lock my cage. There was no one there, so I took off."
Skye sighs and looks at the floor. "They let you go." She whispers.
Suddenly the curtain can be heard moving and Bellamy walks in.
Skye looks up at him, dried blood still on her face. "Bellamy, stay back." She warns.
He lifts his gun slightly, taking a step forward. "Did he do something to you?"
She shakes her head, getting a bit dizzy from the movement.
He looks around at the other boys in the tent who are sickly. "What the hell is this?"
Skye blinks. "Biological warfare. You were waiting for the Grounders to retaliate for the bridge? This is it. Murphy is the weapon."
Bellamy takes a step closer to Murphy. "Is this your revenge, helping the Grounders kill us?"
Murphy scoots up further against the wall. "I didn't know about this, okay, I swear."
Bellamy rolls his eyes. "Stop lying. When are they coming?"
Skye faces Murphy now. "Murphy, think, all right? What can you tell us that's useful? Did you hear anything?"
"They are vicious, cruel."
Bellamy reaches for the collar of Murphys shirt. "You want to see vicious?"
"Bell, don't. Whatever this is, it spreads through contact." Skye tells him.
With that, Bellamy slowly takes a few steps back. Clarke enters. "Skye?"
Skye shakes her head at the girl. "Clarke, you shouldn't be in here. No one should."
Clarke walks forward anyways. "If people are getting sick, I can help."
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Skye & Earth ||| Bellamy Blake
Fanfiction"The sky is the source of light in nature and governs everything." -John Constable ___ 97 years after a nuclear apocalypse killed everything on Earth...