Chapter Seventy-Four

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"Something is coming!" A man shouted.

"What the hell?" 

They all rushed outside and saw storm clouds approaching fast. 

"Sandstorm." 

"It's blocking the way back." Bellamy said.

"Can we outrun it?" Indra asked.

"As long as it keeps moving laterally from east to west, we shouldn't have to, but if the winds shift--" Clarke explained. 

"The wind hasn't met Wonkru. Now there's no choice. We keep moving." Octavia ordered.

"Keep moving?" Bellamy stood in her way. "Thanks to you, we're stuck between razor-blade winds and burrowing, parasitic bugs." 

"Thanks to you, we're at war, Bellamy." Octavia said. 

"Only if you insist on fighting it."

"Fight or die. That's all there is." Octavia said. "You don't understand. I get it. Because you're not one of us." 

"Is Obika one of you? Hmm? Because you're about to end his life like he means nothing. I understand that.

"Cooper, no." Indra stopped the woman from attacking Bellamy.

"Show some respect." A man said. 

"Shof op." Faye told the man, pushing him away from Bellamy. The man drew his knife.

"Bellamy." Clarke said. "Faye."

"Easy." Octavia told the man. "I'd stop if I were you." She looked at Bellamy.

"He's awake." Clarke ran to the tent when she heard Obika screaming loudly. 

"Bellamy." Faye grabbed his hand, trying to pull him away.

"Hold him down!" Clarke said.

"Get it out!" Obika yelled. He continued to scream as the bug moved inside him.

The thing finally broke the skin and everyone fell back. 

Faye could feel Bellamy help her up. "Everybody out! Now! Go!" Bellamy yelled to everyone.

"Indra! Burn it down! Kill them all!" Indra followed the order and threw a torch into the tent as Clarke and Bellamy knelt next to Octavia, watching the creature crawl up her arm.

"I can't feel my legs." Bellamy began to carry Octavia to a tent. 

"It must be its venom. Put her arm on the table. We can't let it get into her torso. I need you to make a tourniquet out of whatever you can find. Get me a med kit." Clarke ordered.

"There were dozens of those worms." Cooper said. "They must lay their eggs--" 

"Thank you! Go!" Faye shouted, ordering the woman out.

"I'm right here. I'm right here." Bellamy assured Octavia. "We got this."

"Okay."

"Will that stop it?" Bellamy asked as Clarke wrapped a rope around Octavia's bicep.

"It's not for the worm. It's for the blood. I need a knife now!" Faye handed hers over. 

"What are you waiting for?" Octavia demanded. 

Faye wondered if Clarke was going to cut her arm off. It seemed like an easy solution. 

"Okay, you gotta stop moving."

"Whatever you're going to do, do it." Indra said. 

"Okay. This is gonna hurt." Clarke cut open her arm and searched for the worm. 

"Clarke? Clarke, you're gonna lose it." Bellamy warned her.

"Like hell I am. I got it! Stay still."

"Clarke, just pull it out." Octavia groaned.

"Please, if you can hear me, this is an emergency." Monty said over the radio. 

"I got this. Take it." Clarke told Bellamy.

"Monty, it's me. Something tells me we got your emergency beat." Bellamy said.

"I doubt that. The prisoners have an eye in the sky on the mother-ship, and a missile system on their transport ship." Monty explained.

"Missiles?" Clarke asked.

"They're on their way to you right now. You have to move. Hide somewhere. Take cover."

"Hide from an eye in the sky? How are we supposed to do that?" Bellamy asked. 

"Murphy says we have a friend inside. If he's right, the eye won't be watching. You have a window, but you have to move now."

Clarke was finally able to pull out the worm. 

"Uhh! Here." She gave it to Cooper. She locked it in a jar.

"Where do we find cover from missiles in the middle of a wasteland?" Indra asked.

"If they see us retreat, they'll stand down." Clarke said. 

"You still don't understand. Wonkru does not retreat." Octavia said. Even when weak, she refused to show weakness. BUt what she thought was showing strength, was only stubbornness. 

"You do if you want to live." Bellamy said. 

"Now is not the time for a debate. Even if we did retreat, the path home puts us in the middle of a sandstorm." Indra said. 

"Those ruins are not our home." Octavia said. "That valley is, and we're taking it back." 

"Octavia, easy." Clarke said. "The venom's still in your system."

"Get ready to understand." Octavia walked out.

- - -

"Hold!" Indra repeated as Wonkru made a blockade around Clarke and Octavia.

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