Chapter 12

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It's been hours since Vivian woke up in the white room. She was sitting on the ground. Her mind went back to the war with the Grounders. How she watched Tristan and the other Grounders slaughter her people. How she had to leave Bellamy behind. She didn't even know if he was alive.

She also started to think about the two people who died trying to find her. She pulled at her hair, trying to get those thoughts out of her head. She didn't even notice she was crying till a tear hit her knee. She wiped her face and stood up to look out the window.

When she looked out the window, she didn't see Fox in her room, she didnt see anyone, but before she could start freaking out she noticed someone a little ways down the hall, and they were walking closer.

As they got closer, Vivian noticed that it was a girl in a blue suit with a familiar blonde holding her captive.

"Clarke." Vivian mumbled, seeing the blonde girl. "Clarke!" Vivian yelled, banging on the door.

Clarke could hear the muffled screams a little ways down the hall and pushed the girl a little.

"Move." Clarke demanded, and the girl whimpered but kept walking. When they got to the room, Clarke's eyes widened, seeing the redhead. Clarke didn't waste time and unlocked the door, letting her out.

"What the hell is going on?" Vivian asked, then looked over at the scared girl that Clarke was holding a piece of glass to.

"I have no idea." Clarke said with anger in her voice. Vivian looked at the girl, and anger took over her. She grabbed the girl and slammed her to the wall, causing her to whimper.

"Where are our people!" The girl looked at her with tears coming out of her eyes.

"I'll take you to them. Please don't hurt me." The girl begged, and Vivian looked over at Clarke, who gave her a small nod, so Vivian shoved the girl over to Clarke, who grabbed her and put the glass back to her neck. Vivian noticed that Clarke was bleeding and gave her a questioning look.

"I'm fine." Clarke said, and they started to walk down the hall.

"Uhh! Clarke, you're bleeding." The frantic girl said. "Vivian tells her she needs to see a doctor." She added, and Vivian looked at her, not knowing how she knew their names.

"How do you know our names?" Clarke asked.

"They were on your charts." The girl replied.

"How do they know our names?" Clarke asked, trying to get information, and Vivian couldn't blame her she wanted to know too.

"I dont know. Please don't hurt me." The girl cried. Vivian was starting to feel bad until she remembered that her and her people had their people.

"You want to live. Do exalted as I say." Clarke demanded, and the girl tried to walk off, but Vivian stepped in front of her, and Clarke grabbed her and shoved her to the wall. "I don't think so." She shoved the glass to her throat.

"Key card. I just need my key card." She showed them the key card, and Vivian snatched it out of her hand and swiped it over the little black box to reveal an elevator.

"Move." Vivian demanded, looking at the girl, and Clarke pushed her into the elevator holding the glass to her throat.

"Which level?" Clarke asked, and the girl reached over and pressed the five button. "Who are you people? Answer me. How many of us are here? Where are they? Say something!" But all the girl did was cry.

"Look, all you have to do is talk, and we won't hurt you." Vivian said just as a computer voice spoke.

"Arrived. Level five." The voice said, and Clarke grabbed the girl and pushed her out, and the three started walking.

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