A/N: One more chapter and then we're into phase 2 and a little break! As always, let me know what you think!
Denial was a funny thing. You'd think that after seeing so much death and being a bringer of death, Bellamy would have automatically recognized that Tori was dead. That she was gone. But instead, the girl just couldn't process the simple fact.
Cradling Tori's body in her arms, Bellamy shook the woman who she had come to regard as a mother figure. "Tori?" She begged.
Tris looked just as shattered as Bellamy felt in that moment. But it was Four that moved faster than anyone could comprehend, hands going to Bellamy's shoulders. "Come on, we have to go—"
"No!" Bellamy shrieked, scrambling towards Tori.
But Four's grip was like steel on her arms, hauling her towards the edge of the wall. Bellamy felt numb as she rappelled down the wall. And she didn't wake up until she realized that Griff was still bleeding.
She silently and numbly, didn't hesitate in beginning to bandage her friend up. Ensuring that he would not bleed out, both Bellamy and Vi supported his arms as they hurried. The entire group hurried through the unknown lands, full of rocks and the occasional grassland.
When was enough enough? When would there be rest? When would the death just stop?
The small and ragtag crew came to a stop as they got to the top of a hill. "Holy shit..." Peter breathed out.
Bellamy silently agreed. A red and barren wasteland lay ahead of them, with acidic chemicals and smoke littering the ground and air. "What—what happened here?" Caleb questioned, eyes wide at the sight.
"Nuclear war." Bellamy answered, a frown painted delicately on her features.
"Reading illegal books again?" Vi questioned.
"Always," Bellamy breathed out tiredly.
Four was the first one down into the wasteland, with the others following suit. With help from Peter and Christina this time, Griff was supported as they marched through the hellscape.
"Well they didn't exactly send out the welcoming committee for you, stiff." Peter murmured in annoyance, glancing up at Tris.
"Shut up, Peter." Vi hissed.
As they walked, Bellamy's eyes fell on the river of red that ran through the land. It made her stomach burn with anger and sickness. The same color that stained Tori's clothing. The same color that was painted all over her hands.
But she didn't have time to break down, to grieve, to cry. None of them did.
"This hole looks radioactive. Or at least it was, 200 years ago." Caleb said, pausing to stare at the acidic holes.
"Do you ever shut up?" Griff demanded in a weary tone, words slightly slurring.
"All that means is that somebody seriously messed up the world. Just like we already knew." Vi deadpanned in annoyance.
The sky above them began to groan, as if it were weeping for nature itself. Bellamy glanced up as something landed on her forehead. More red.
"Great, now the sky is bleeding." Peter said in disgust.
But Four wasn't focused on the commentary from the peanut gallery. His gaze was focused on finding them some shelter. "Come on, we need to move." He insisted, gaze sweeping back over the weary group.
In the distance, Bellamy could just barely begin to make out some of the ruins of homes and larger buildings. They hurried towards them as the sky darkened into colors Bellamy didn't know were possible.
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Inferno
Fanfiction"Once you know the truth, there's no going back." Bellamy is just another orphan living in the Dauntless Faction. She's just trying to survive, she doesn't care about the government of her world. When faced with treachery, rebellion, and the know...
