Book 1: We are grounders - The 100 (Raven Reyes x reader)

Episode 8 & 9 - Spacewalker & Remember me

It had been way too long since Harper had disappeared, and now they had to face the grim reality—Harper wasn't coming back. The uncertainty hung in the air like a thick, suffocating fog. Everyone was tense, pretending to be focused on their card game, but their minds were elsewhere. They weren't just killing time; they were waiting for Maya, waiting for answers. The rhythmic thump of Miller's music filled the dormitory, meant to drown out any prying ears, but even the music couldn't cover the growing anxiety among them.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Maya rushed in, her face etched with concern. The group immediately dropped their act, their card hands lowering as they all looked up at her, expectant.

Jasper, ever hopeful, was the first to speak. "Anything?" His voice was calm, but his eyes betrayed his desperation.

Maya shook her head, clearly disappointed. "No one's seen or heard anything," she muttered, her voice low. The weight of it all settled heavily onto the room.

Riley huffed, leaning back in her seat. "Keep looking. Someone must have seen what happened to Harper." Her tone was steady, commanding. Beneath the surface, though, there was tension. She was trying to maintain control, but the situation was spiraling. They were trapped, in more ways than one.

Miller sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair. "How many places could she be? We're in a sealed bunker!" His tone was sharp, biting, as if demanding an answer from the universe itself.

Jasper, ever the optimist, chimed in. "There have to be rooms we don't know about. Places that aren't mapped." His voice trailed off, as if the thought alone sent a shiver down his spine.

Riley nodded, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Well, yeah. Clarke escaped, and she even mapped out potential exits before she disappeared." Her frustration was palpable. Every piece of information felt like a drop in an ocean they were drowning in.

Miller glanced at Maya, his patience wearing thin. "Well, is it possible?" His voice was laced with doubt.

Maya hesitated, but eventually replied, "I doubt it. But... maybe." The uncertainty in her voice wasn't what anyone wanted to hear.

Miller scoffed, the sarcasm dripping from his words. "Thanks. Big help." His frustration with Maya was growing, but Riley wasn't about to let it fester.

Riley shot him a sharp glare, her voice turning cold and strict. "Keep your cool. She's with us." There was no room for argument. Not now.

Miller, undeterred, pressed on. "Are you sure?" The question lingered, daring someone to challenge him.

Jasper quickly intervened. "She's risking more than any of us. I mean, she's betraying her people."

Miller crossed his arms, glaring. "Really? Is she going to end up in the kennel too?" The jab was direct, biting.

Riley had enough. Leaning forward, her eyes locked on Miller with a dangerous intensity. "Stop being a bitch," she whispered, the venom in her words unmistakable. It wasn't a request. It was a warning. Miller nodded, backing down, knowing Riley wouldn't hesitate to put him in his place if he pushed further.

In the tense silence that followed, Monty leaned over the table, eyes fixed on the map sprawled out before them. "I found something," he said, his tone serious. He pointed to a small section on the map. "This leads to an antenna on the ground. If we can access the radio, we can send a message over the Ark-wide channel. Tell them we're here."

Riley frowned, the weight of the risk hitting her immediately. She had a responsibility to think through every option, to make sure they didn't walk straight into a trap. "I don't like this, Monty," she said, her voice low but firm. "Besides, the only radio is in the command center on level seven. It's pretty restricted."