The Ruling - Bellamy Blake

18. Blast off

We all leave camp. Just leaving feels too easy, and I have a terrible feeling. Octavia motions for us all to stop.

A blade comes flying and hits someone in the face.
"Grounders!" Jasper yells.
"Everyone! Get back to camp!" I yell as I scan the trees above me.

We run and I try to keep a look out for anything around us.

We get back to camp and instantly Bellamy and I get by the wall to watch.
"Why aren't they attacking?" He asks.
"Because we're doing exactly what they want." Clarke says walking over.

"Lincoln said the scouts would be the first to arrive." She says.
"If it's just scouts, we can fight our way out." Octavia says. "It's what Lincoln would do."
"We're done doing what that grounder would do." Bellamy says jumping down. "We tried that and now Drew is dead. You want to be next?"
"That grounder saved our lives." Finn says. "I agree with Octavia. For all we know, there's one scout out there."

"One scout with insanely good aim." Jasper says.
"That just means ours has to be as well." I say. "So what's it gonna be Clarke? Run and get picked off out in the open, or stay and fight?" Before Clarke can respond she turns to look outside of the wall. She jumps down and Finn starts talking to her.

"Lincoln said scouts. More than one. Finn, they're already here. Looks like you got your fight." Clarke says looking at Bellamy and me.
"Okay then. This is what we've been preparing for!" Bellamy yells.
"Alright, Gunners!" I yell. Heads turn to face me. "It's no surprise that we're low on ammo, so make every shot count. Only pull the trigger if they're attacking. Every missed shot is one less dead grounder." I say before jumping down.
"Gunners to your posts!" Bellamy yells.

I walk to Bellamy and Clarke walks over to us.
"How the hell do we do this?" She asks.
"Dropship." I say walking in there. They follow after me.

"We've got 25 rifles with 20 rounds each. Give or take roughly 500 rounds of ammo." Bellamy says.
"While you two were gone we made some improvements. Thanks to Raven the gully is mined."
"Partially mined. Thanks to Murphy."
"Still, it's the main route in. If the grounders use it, we'll know." I say.
"She also built grenades." Bellamy says pulling them out.
"That's not many." Clarke says.
"Well beggars can't be choosers." I say. We'll work with what we have.
"We'll make them count. If they make it through the front gate, guns and grenades should force them back."
"And then?"
"And then we close the door and pray."
"Pray what? That the ship keeps them out cause it won't."
"Then let's not let them get through." I say starting to build confidence. This is our home. We will fight for it.

"All foxholes, listen up. Keep your eyes and ears open. Inflict casualties, as many as possible. You can hold them off long enough to make them turn back. That's the plan."
"That's always your plan, like the bomb." At the word bomb I start thinking.
"Damn right. You got a better idea."

"The rocket fuel." I say.
"We don't have gunpowder." Raven says like she's already thought of using it for a bomb.
"I'm not asking for bombs. Let's blast off."
"Draw them in close. Fire the rockets. A ring of fire." Raven says starting to nod.
"Barbecued grounders. I like it." Bellamy says.
"Will it work?"
"The wirings a mess down there, but yeah. Give me enough time and I'll cook them real good." She says to Bellamy and me who nod.

Bellamy and I get outside and make sure everyone has weapons and are in the right positions.

We hear a noise and look towards the gate.
"They're here." I mutter. "Get in positions! Now!" I say. Bellamy and I run outside the wall and start going to the gate.

"Nova." He says grabbing my arm to stop me. I look up at him.
"Yes?" I ask worriedly. Bellamy grabs my face and kisses me hard.
"Don't die out here." He says. I smile.
"Only if you don't." I say. He smiles too before we both run off to our separate positions. It's more strategic for us to separate. We need us on different sides to be more prepared.