Blood Must Have Love (Bellamy x reader/OC)

Chapter Four: Your Fight Is Not Over

A/N: Sorry the last chapter was so ducking depressing. Happier times are on the way.
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The president continues his speech and I watch Bellamy's face the whole time, searching for some sort of answer. I really wish I was raised a warrior so that I could understand English fully in times like these.

"...she found a cure. It was in their bone marrow."

Bellamy shoves the keys into my hand and holds it tightly with both of his own hands. They feel warm, alive, and real. I'm snapped back to reality with his touch.

"Take these and be safe. I'll be back," Bellamy says to me before letting go of my hand and rushing off, leaving me stranded once again. Only this time out of a cage.

"Going where?!" I demand at his back.

He stops and faces me, hand on the door. "He's trying to get his people to turn on each other. They'll find my friends. I have to bring them here now. I'll send them in groups."

I pull myself up, standing on my feet by myself.

"You get your people ready to go, but you wait for me to come back, you understand?" He waits for me to respond.

I nod my head after taking a few seconds to fully process what he's said.

He's about to leave, but I reach forward, my hand on his elbow. "Wait," I say. "Thank you."

"You free your people. Protect mine when they get here." He grabs my hand again in a way that almost makes me forget how scary everything is right now. "We can thank each other when we're all outside." And just like that, he's gone, his hand out of mine.

Wait until he comes back.  That's what he told me last time.  I am tired of sitting around and waiting for some miracle to take care of everything.

Thinking for a moment, I decide I need to lead my people out of here.  Then I will come back for Bellamy.

I turn to my people. "Let yumi get au kom kir (Let us get out of here). Mafta op ai taim yu gaf in gon ai op deyon (follow me if you want to see day)."

Everyone seems to acknowledge the importance of this moment. I lead everyone through the metal doors.

I've never seen out of this hallway. I think I will see a lot of things today that I have never seen before.

I'm not exactly sure what I am supposed to be doing now. I've never thought this far before, only dreamt it.

My people follow me down the hallway and to the right as I search for some sort of direction to go.

Mounted on a wall, I find a map. The directions and labels are all written in English.

"Chon speak English? (who speaks English?)"

A man steps forward and I point at the map.

"Way out," I tell him. "Fig au edei gon Heda (find a way to the commander)."

He nods and studied the map closely, following his finger along a curve that leads to a door in the picture and then stops.

"Map does nou hed op edei au (map does not lead to a way out)," the man says to me, dropping his head to his side.

I tilt my head, confused. No way out? What kind of place is this? How does Bellamy expect us to get out.

An idea pops into my head.

"Mafta op ai (follow me)," I command and lead them back into the room of cages.

I open the door to the body chute and point at the button that opens the trapdoors and deposits the dead bodies.

"Dison laik edei gon deyon (this is the way to day)."

Protests immediately arise from the crowd. People do not want to go down the death chute, and I don't blame them.

I hold up a hand to silence them. "Map has nou edei au en lies (map has no way out and lies). Oso ban op en fig au Heda (we leave and find the commander)."

"Ai gaf in gon gon daun en frag op Mountain Men! (I want to fight and kill Mountain Men!). Jus drien jus daun! (blood must have blood!)" Yells a man at the front of the crowd.

"Jus drien jus daun except when em jak op mou drien au (blood must have blood except when it steals more blood)." I take my eyes off of the man and address the whole crowd. "Nau kom op (now come)."

My people, including the protesting man, seem to accept this and nobody attempts to stop me as I press the button and lead everyone down the chute and into a bin filled with bodies.

I scrunch up my nose at the rancid smell and hastily climb out of the death pit. My people follow after me as I begin to go through the tunnels, recognizing them as reaper tunnels. Fear is felt wafting off of people around me. I do not waver.

My strength is quickly dying, but I push on despite the stress to all of my limbs. I can rest once I am out of this circle of hell.

The sound of footsteps echo off the walls. They are not from the people around me, as they continue even once everyone has come to a halt.

I prepare myself to be faced with a bloodthirsty reaper, but instead come face-to-face with an old friend.

Pax, one of the men I used to consider my best friend, holds up his hands, signaling he means no harm.

"Pax?" I question, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Lexa has made a deal with the President," Pax says, his voice strong and confident. He's always been a great and fearless warrior. "Oso souda ban op maun rn retreat (we must leave the mountain and retreat)."

Pax's words are like music to me ears. I do not have to fight. I will be able to rest soon enough. Still, alarms go off in my head. Bellamy said that our people are working together to fight the Mountain Men. Why are we retreating?

"Hashta war? (what about the war?" I ask.

"War ste nou mou (war is no more). Oso are klir (we are safe)." Pax motions for everyone to follow him.

I stumble slightly as I walk next to him, exhaustion creeping up on me. Pax slides his arm under my shoulders and supports me.

"What has happened? Yu are krei bash op (you are very injured)," he observes as we continue through the cave system. "Dula op nou get daun (do not worry.). Yu gonplei nou ste odon (your fight is not over)."

I do not say anything in response. Even if I wanted to, I'm not sure I could.

We come to a door. Pax pushes it open and every single one of my senses is filled with the sensation of Earth.