𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 | 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

fourteen: running up that hill

"and if i only could, i'd make a deal with god and i'd get him to swap our places."

Alice shortly wakes up to yelling and the slamming of the drop-ship doors. Her head feeling overbearingly painful, she doesn't move or make a sound. She watches as Murphy has her back towards her, tying Jasper to one of the seats.

Murphy turns around as Alice quickly shuts her eyes again pretending she's still unconscious. He walks over to the table with Myles, covering him up. He glances at Alice, giving her a quick nudge with his foot. She doesn't respond. She doesn't know what to do.

"Murphy. I know you can hear me. All our ammo and foods in the middle level, you know that. You're leaving us vulnerable to an attack. I can't let that happen." Bellamy says over the walkie-talkie. Alice opens her eyes again, exchanging a look with Jasper.

Murphy walks away from her, going over to the walkie-talkie. His back was facing Alice. "Yeah, well, in case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly in control right now." Murphy tells Bellamy.

Murphy turns around facing Jasper as Bellamy talks to him. "Come on, Murphy, you don't want to hurt them, you want to hurt me. So, what do you say? How about you trade them for me." Bellamy tells him, trying to convince him to open the drop-ship. "All you have to do is let him go and I'll take their place."

Murphy looks at Alice who remains 'unconscious' before responding to Bellamy. "How?" Bellamy tells Murphy the plan, convincing Murphy to open the drop-ship doors.

Murphy picks up Jasper, dragging him to the drop-ship doors as he opens them. He yells at Bellamy, "Just you, Bellamy, unarmed! Ten seconds, or I'll put one in Jaspers leg!"

Alice quietly gets up as Murphy is distracted. She lightly grabs her spear that was leaning on the wall. She crouches behind a table, hiding herself from Murphy.

Bellamy rushes into the drop-ship as Murphy counts to ten. Murphy throws Jasper outside before closing the drop-ship door again. Bellamy looks around, trying to find Alice.

Bellamy gets frustrated at Murphy, "We made a deal. Where is Alice?" Bellamy goes to up to Murphy but is stopped by Murphy pointing the gun at him.

Murphy glances at the spot where Alice was. She is gone. He examines the room in efforts to find Alice, feeling paranoid. He looks back at Bellamy, "It doesn't matter."

Alice gets up from her spot behind Murphy, aiming her spear at Murphy. Bellamy looks at her in relief, happy to know she's some-what okay. She has a cut on her temple, blood trickling down it.

Murphy looks in the same direction as Bellamy, noticing Alice. Before he can reacts he launches the spear into Murphys right shoulder causing him to stumble forwards, groaning in pain. Alice was hoping he'd drop his gun, but he didn't.

Murphy quickly turns around, shooting Alice in the shoulder. She screams in pain, holding her shoulder as she leans onto the wall for support. "Alice!" Bellamy yells, ready to run towards her.

Murphy turns back aiming the gun towards Bellamy, "Don't move. Do what I say." Bellamy puts his hands on the air, sparing a quick glance at Alice. Blood is pouring out of her shoulder as she sat on the ground.

Octavia talks over the radio, trying to see if Bellamy and Alice are okay. "You want her to know you're alive? Start tying." Murphy tells him as he pulls out the spear from his back, continuing to groan in excruciating pain.

"Bellamy? Alice? Are you okay? Octavia asks again, feeling frustrated and fearful. Murphy chucks the spear in Alices direction mindlessly. She puts her leg out, rolling the spear towards her quietly. Alice leans her head on the wall feeling weak and useless.

Murphy allows Bellamy to respond to Octavia as Bellamy follows his orders. "We're fine. Stop worrying about us and get back to work. All of you. And tell Raven to hurry her ass up."

"All right, that's long enough. Tie those two ends together." Murphy tells Bellamy.

Alice looks at Bellamy in worry as he follows Murphys every order. "All right, now get up and toss it over."

Alice hearts drops once she realises what Murphy wants Bellamy to do. Tears roll down her cheeks, wishing she could take Bellamys place. Bellamy chucks the conjoined seatbelts over the pipe, looking up at it.

"What do you want me to say? You want me to apologise? I'm sorry." Bellamy genuinely tells Murphy, stepping towards him.

Murphy smirks at him, "You got it all wrong Bellamy. I don't want you to say anything. I want you to feel what I felt. And then. Then I want you to die."

Murphy tells Bellamy to grab one of the stools. Bellamy does as he says, placing the stool under the rope. Alice picks up her spear with her uninjured hand, trying her best to quietly get up. She coats the spear with the blood from her hands, making it harder to grip.

"Stand on it. Put it over your head." Murphy commands Bellamy. Bellamy does so, staring at Murphy. "This is insane. The grounders could've—"

Murphy cuts Bellamy off by shooting again. This time, not hitting anyone. Bellamy puts the seat-beats around his head. "Happy now?" Bellamy asks, throwing his hands in the air.

Bellamy grips the belt around his neck as Murphy yanks it. "You're so brave, aren't you?" Murphy questions him. Murphy continues on rambling, pulling the belts higher each time causing Bellamy to wobble on the stool.

Alice doesn't pay attention to what Murphy was saying. She has had enough with everyones speeches, it is quite repetitive. Instead her focus was on Bellamy, who was struggling.

"I should've stopped them." Bellamy tells Murphy, as they reminisce everyone trying to hang Murphy. "Yeah, it's a little late for that now." Murphy tells him.

"How do you think it ends for you Murphy? You think they're just going to let you walk out of here?" Bellamy asks him. He quickly glances at Alice, who's quietly waiting behind Murphy for the right moment. She knows that Bellamy has a plan. She just didn't know what it was.

Murphy scratches his ear, looking at Bellamy. "Well, I think the princess is dead. And I know the kings about to die, so who's really going to lead these people? Huh? Me. That's who."

"And, yeah, maybe I have to kill your grounder-pounding little sister." Bellamy tries to kick Murphy, infuriated by Murphy insulting his sister. Murphy rushes over to the side, pulling the belts higher.

"Then, I'll have to kill your Tiger." Murphy glances at Alice, who's pointing the spear at him. He goes to threaten her but gets distracted by yelling from under the floor.

"I'm guessing that's her right now." Murphy tells him, letting go of the rope. He pulls out his gun and starts shooting down at the floor until the gun is empty.

Alices adrenaline kicks in as she takes this chance to swing the spear at Murphy, cutting his arm with the end of it. She then kicks Murphy behind the leg, causing him to fall forwards onto to the ground. She places her spear behind Murphys back, wanting to kill him.

Murphy reaches for the stool beneath Bellamys feet, pulling it away from Bellamy. Bellamy is now hanging, trying to hold himself up with his hands.
Murphy quickly spins around swinging the stool at Alices leg, knocking her over.

Murphy gets up, towering over her. He snatches the spear from her, aiming it at her neck. "You shouldn't of done that. Now I'm going to have to kill you as your lover boy watches. Quite poetic isn't it?"

Then drop-ship doors suddenly start to open. Murphy looks at the doors in fear, dropping the spear as he escapes up the ladder. Alice sighs heavily, the adrenaline now leaving her body. All she can feel now is excruciating pain.

Alice tries to call for help but she felt weak. She feels like can't move, her vision fading in and out. She hears multiple footsteps enter the drop-ship along with yelling.

Jasper rushes over to Alice as Octavia and the others help Bellamy down. He places his hand on Alice's wound, holding her hand with the other. His hands coating in blood. He calls her name, trying to get her attention. "Stay awake for me okay?" I can't lose you too."

Alice weakly smiles at him keeping her eyes shut, slowly drifting off into unconsciousness. Leaving everyone worried about her.