Defy Gravity John Murphy

Chapter 4

(Izzy POV) "How do we know your going the right way?" John asks, "We don't, spacewalker thinks he's a tracker." Bellamy tells. "Its called cutting sign, 4th year earth skills, hes good at it." Wells defends. "You keep it down or should I paint a target on your back?" Finn critizes. I look around, worried about the grounders. We hear a groan-like sound up ahead, "What was that?" John asks. "Now would be a good time to take out that gun." Clarke lets out, moving ahead, us following, seeing a giant tree with Jasper hung up on it, bloody and unconsious. I look away, holding a hand to my mouth, turning back around when I hear yelling. I see the guys pull Clarke out of a hole, I walk closer, trying not to look at Jasper. "There's a poltuce on his wound." Clarke points out, as Finn and John go to get Jasper down. "Medicine?" Wells questions. "Why would they spear him just to hang him up as live bait?" Bellamy questions. "Mabye what their trying to catch likes their dinner to be breathing." Wells suggests, Finn adding, "Mabye what their trying to catch is us." At the sound of branches breaking, we all look around, scared. "What was that, Grounders?" John asks. The plants around us are almost up to our waist, so we barely see a animal sneaking up to us. The animal is huge and furry, with black fur, and eyes that look like their glowing. The animal runs toward us, "Bellamy, gun!" Clarke shouts. I hear a big bang noise, covering my ears ,seeing Wells using the gun. The animal disappears in under the plants. We all wait in tense silence before it jumps at Bellamy. I try to throw it away from Bellamy as Wells shoots it. It falls dead on the ground. "Now she sees you." Bellamy says, looking at Wells. "Lets get Jasper and get back to camp." I say, still catching my breath from the panic that I felt. "Lets bring the panther back with us, for food." Bellamy suggests, as John and Finn carry Jasper down off the tree. I look toward Wells for an explanation, he whispers "I'll explain later." We make our way back to camp all of us trading off carrying Murphy and the 'panther'. Making it back to camp, Clare brings Jasper inside the cell dropship thing to treat him. Bellamy reveals the panther to the rest of the camp. "Who's hungry?" Bellamy yells, everyone cheering, probably as hungry as I am. I walk away as they prepare the panther to be 'cooked' , I sit with my back against a tree, facing the camp as they gather around bonfire. I see John walking over to me with two pieces of meat. "So cooked means made good to eat yay?" I ask, as John sits down next to me. "Yep, it's like if you eat it uncooked, you could get sick, but cook it tastes great." John explains, handing me a piece of meat on a stick. I sniff at it, before taking a nibble, it taste good, me and John devour the meat. "Better than ark rations." John states. "Way better." I say, wiping my face on my sleeve. "So how were you born locked up, you a second kid or something, like Octavia?" John asks. I glance at John, unsure what to tell and what not to tell. Not knowing with his fight with Wells if I can trust him completely. "Hey it's okay, your out, prison is over, and if I have anything to say about it, me and you will never get locked up again." John promises. I look at John seeing truth in his eyes. I look up at the stars, leaning back. "I don't remember much from when I was younger, my earliest memory being doctors drawing my blood to run tests. They never told me why I was not allowed outside the lab until I was a teenager. By then I started to rebel, like any normal teenager. I started fighting back, started asking question, so they sedated me more. Probably spent half my life asleep. One of the doctors came to my cell one day and told me how I'm a test subject. My name Sanguis, means blood in Latin. I'm the arks experiment, testing out new genetic methods with radiation and cell development. Sanguis was the name of the experiment, me. I know Wells because his father would visit every once and awhile, bringing Wells. Doctors allowed it, as a mercy on a kid with no friends or to see how I would talk to another human being my age . Eventually they got bored of me, locked me in prison and threw away the key. Only people I saw after that were guards to bring me food and water. It was better then getting blood drawn. I remember getting my first view of the stars. I thought at first they were tiny light bulbs on a ceiling painted black. Then the guard told me that it was outside the ark, I didn't fully understand. So the guard would answer my questions whenever he could. Only got to ask so many though." I admit, finally looking at John, I see tears in his eyes. "What was so special about you, about your blood that they did that to you?" John questions, "My blood is black." I answer. I see a tear fall down his cheek, I wipe it away, John holding my hand in his. "My dad stole medicine when I got sick,the guards caught him, and he was floated. My mom became addicted to drinking." He says, "Drinking what?" I ask. "Stuff called alcohol, it makes you dizzy and happy or angry and violent. My mom was angry. Eventually, my mom killed herself. Her last words to me were... that it was my fault her and my dad were dead. I keep believing that sometimes. After that, I set fire to the guards apartment, the guard who arrested my dad. I've been in lock up until we came to the ground." John let's out, still holding my hand, tears falling freely now, me and John both crying. "John. Look at me." I say. John doesn't look at me, so I lift his head up to look at me, still holding one of his hands. "Your parents death was not your fault. Your father saved you with that medicine. Your mother, she was bad to have treated you that way. Your mom should have been grateful for you, that you survived, that your dad gave his life for you. You were a kid, just like I was, we both had no control over our lives. But now we do. Past is in the past ,we're free from it if we allow ourselves to be. We won't let anyone imprison us like that ever again." I promise. John looks into my eyes, hugging me, I hug back, thinking John and me survived so much, we can survive earth, with the 100.